Chapter 60: Typical Saturday Party

I sped up as I felt my climax draw near. My hips became a blur. My partner had me wrapped up in her arms and legs, and we were kissing like only our passion could save the world. Our tongues were entwined and we were entranced with each other’s tastes. We had been all over each other’s bodies sampling here and there.

Tinsley Whitney Peabody, cried in my ear, “I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Oh, God, you are sooooo good – the absolute best!”

I started to jettison man cum by the bucket full into the gorgeous New York socialite, author, and heiress to the Whitney fortune. Tins started to cum again. Her body up-tilted towards mine to maximize my penetration. I was pumping cum all over her cervix and she knew it. I moaned as the pleasure of my own orgasm swept through my body.

As the last jets of fluid left my body, I just about collapsed on top of Tins. She whispered to me, “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Tins.” Later, just to make sure we were on the same page, I added, “And you know I’m married to two women, engaged to two more, and in love with about two dozen others, including you. I say that just to be sure our expectations are in line.”

Tins giggled – an uncharacteristic sound from the socialite. “Oh, our expectations are just fine. I’m going off and find other men to fuck tonight and enjoy the rest of your fabulous party. I wish you lived in Manhattan. This would be an A-list party up there, and like you, I’d hold it every weekend.”

I teased, “You could always become the hostess with the mostess.”

“Everyone up there would consider me a slut. Your crowd doesn’t care, and I like that. It’s more comfortable here.”

“Lots of people in Manhattan have places down here. You could do six months here and six months up there like the rest of the snow birds.”

“Tempting, my lover. Tempting.”

I extracted from Tins warm center, and almost immediately a teenage waif lapped my cock clean, and then dove into Tins’ pussy to eat up the deposit that I’d left there.

I teased the teen, “Madison you’re going to get a reputation as a cum slut if you keep doing that.”

I heard a teenage giggle rise from Tins’ pussy. Tins laughed, too; she knew a few of the teens and their aspirations. Madison finally said, “You know that I’m competing with Wendy, Lisa, and Daisy. We’re all cum sluts – human vacuum cleaners. I rather like the activity and taste, plus it has real shock value to some people I’ve met.”

“Tins, the eager cum slut eating your pussy and prying my spend from inside you is Madison Landry. Madison, this is Tinley Peabody from New York.”

Madison rose up with her face covered in pussy juice and cum, “Nice to meet you. You taste good. I love to clean up after Dave. Sometimes, he beats me to it though.”

I shook my head. Madison eventually stopped, had a very sensuous kiss with Tins and then with me, and then scooted off across the patio deck towards the group of her teenage friends...

I said, “There’s water at the bar.” We both rose and headed in that direction.

Cory and Kim were also at the bar. As we walked up to them, Kim’s mouth dropped open. “Oh. My. God. Tinsley! What are you doing here? How’d you get into this group?” Her tone was very friendly but filled with amazement. She’d just discovered an old friend.

“KIM!” Tinsley blurted out. “I should have guessed, what with all the goings on about Cyber Solutions.” The two women hugged, ignoring the body contact of Kim’s hangers with Tins’ more modest breasts. They even kissed on the lips. I started to get hard again.

The two women then did that thing that amazes me. They both talked simultaneously at each other with one-hundred percent comprehension for each of them. Cory and I watched and chuckled.

Kim turned to me, “We went to school together – Wellesley College in Massachusetts.”

Tins added, “We were next door neighbors in the dorm for two years. We were pretty close back then.”

Kim playfully pushed me, “And she won that silent auction for your body to fuck her ragged. I assume you did.”

Tins said, “He did, and I managed to royally piss off my ex-husband with the video. I bet he still jerks off to it every day. Dave got me to do things with him that I’d never done before.”

“And you’re doing them now?”

“As often as possible; that’s partly why I’m here. I flew down yesterday just for another of these parties.”

Kim teased, “You were the randiest girl in our dorm. Are you still horny all the time?”

Tins just grinned, showing her agreement with the statement. “In New York, I have to behave myself. Everybody knows everybody else’s business. I don’t know how, but the group knows that I did a sex video and gave it to Lyle to tease him. He must have told someone with a big mouth. They’re uncertain about who the man in the vid was, but they’ll find out someday soon, I’m sure.”

“And then what?” Kim asked, with concern.

“I’ll be the biggest slut in Manhattan for a week, until another of the girls takes over that honor. Margo Winslett and Lily Evers swap that title back and forth all the time. They’re always fucking somebody’s husband. We gossip about it, but that news and the details are merely to titillate our minds. It’ll be good to be in the spotlight, actually. It’ll show that I’m one of the girls, you know.”

Kim put her arm around Tins’ shoulder. “Let me introduce you to Cory. This handsome man has what it takes to please you. He actually lives with Dave in the house here most of the time. He’s the back-up cock for when Dave’s traveling, and he does a splendid job of it.”

Tins moved to Cory and pushed her breasts and erect nipples against his chest. “Well, any friend of Kim’s is a friend of mine. I hope this is a ‘friend-with-benefits’ kind of friendship.”

Cory bent and kissed Tins on the lips and she kissed back. The kiss morphed into something quite passionate, especially as both his hands moved between their bodies to fondle her breasts and use his thumbs on her nipples. Tins’ body started to hump against his thigh and vibrate again.

I suggested, “Why don’t you show Tins your suite in the house?” Cory had a room with a slightly smaller ante room and an ensuite bath.

Without a word to either Kim or me, the pair just turned and walked into the house.

Kim and I looked at each other. We’d made love the night before, so we weren’t feeling an emergency to merge. We both sat, and I ogled her magnificent body. We talked about her exercise regime that usually involved several hundred laps swimming in the pool, and then weights, and then about my martial arts training.

Josh Kirby (William’s brother and Allison’s brother-in-law) came up to the bar with Heide in trail. He got them both waters and they greeted us. I asked Heide, “How’s the magazine business?”

“I get to meet the most interesting people. Yesterday, I interviewed Adele. She was here for a concert, and the magazine arranged the interview. She was sooooo nice, and so competent. I wrote up the piece today and submitted it. Our photographer took about a hundred photos of her, too, plus we have a lot stock photos from our U.K. division. My editor loved the piece. I think it’ll appear in the next issue.”

This was one of those times when we were holding a relatively innocent conversation, but we were each standing there by the bar completely naked, and I was partially aroused just being in her presence. She was beautiful. I was surrounded by such women and I was the luckiest man in the world.

There was no discussion. It was foregone conclusion that Heide and I would make love. Kim had gone off with Josh. I held Heide’s hand in mine and led her to one of the large inflatable mattresses that we had bought to spread out in places on patio. We’d also gotten some exercise mats, too, and they were in the rearranged living room and media room. Those new settings for lovers were covered in sheets and proving to be very comfortable and desirable.

Heide said, “Don’t mess around. I want you inside me, and then we can be still and feel the connection with each other.”

I did as she wanted. I sank into her slowly and gradually, and then tried to stop all motion. This proved nearly impossible on both our parts. I could feel her insides pulsing around me, almost begging me to plunder her body with mine. She told me she felt more than my fullness; she felt my entire body merging with hers. She told me about Tantric sex.

Part of the whole idea of our Saturday parties was the group sex – couples being surrounded by other couples who were also nude and engaging in some kind of sex. Not only did everybody in our group find this arousing, they also got ideas from their friends for things to try with their partners. Further, we swapped or combined partners.

As Heide and I lay pulsing into each other on the air mattress, Heather came and knelt beside us. Heide got a very sensuous kiss from my teenage lover, and then her lips were on me. After some adjustment, Heide moved to woman-on-top, grinding down on me. Heather mounted my head so I could begin to eat her. She tasted slightly of chlorine, so I guessed that she’d been in the pool, took a quick shower at our outdoor spigots, and then dried off.