Chapter 4

Don crushed out his cigarette and rolled off the bed He crossed over to the motel window and pushed the curtain aside.

"We've been here damn near twenty-four hours, and not even a nibble."

Janice was just as dejected as he was. She hadn't really held out too much hope that the Negro couple would arrive on Friday night, but she had expected them to show before now. They had been cooped up in the room all day, and it was seven o'clock Saturday night.

She came out of her own thoughts as Don spoke again.

"We should have set up the weekend with Ian and Jenny; they were eager enough."

Janice got up off the bed and crossed over to the dresser. She was in the midst of pouring herself a drink when Don beckoned to her.

"Hey, look at this; do you think that could be them?"

Janice joined him at the window and looked toward the office. A welldressed Negro couple was just leaving, obviously looking for a cabin. As she watched them, she sensed the uneasiness in them that she and Don had felt when they'd registered. She felt a wave of excitement sweep through her.

"It has to be; look at them; they keep looking around to see if anyone is watching."

Don raised his hand to silence her and let the curtain drop.

"The manager came out behind them; he pointed in this direction."

Janice moved across the room. She pushed the bottle and glasses back slightly, arranging them in some semblance of order; then she sat down in the chair beside the bed. Don looked at her and grinned, then moved across toward the door.

A knock sounded just as he approached it, and he pulled it open and smiled. The motel manager looked from Don to the couple behind him.

"Mr. and Mrs. Denison here... were asking for you..."

Don cut him off.

"Hi, we've been waiting for you. C'mon in and have a drink before you get settled."

The manager seemed relieved at having reunited them. He glanced toward the luggage Ben was holding.

"I'll see that those get into your room if you want."

Ben flashed him a smile and followed it with a dollar bill as the manager latched onto the luggage and walked away. Don waited until he was a few feet away, then waved Ben and Sue inside.

All the frustration that had built in him during the hours of waiting faded instantly, and he grinned as he shut the door behind them.

"We thought you weren't coming."

Ben hadn't lost his uneasiness. He managed a small grin.

"We didn't get your letter until this afternoon." Janice broke into the conversation.

"Who gives a damn; you're here now, and that's what counts."

She waved them in the direction of the bed.

"Sit down; I'll fix us a round of drinks."

Don stretched out his hand toward Ben.

"I'm Don... that's Janice."

Ben nodded toward his wife.

"Sue and Ben..."

He almost added Canton, but caught himself before it slipped out.

Don grinned.

"That's right; only first names."

Ian was fucking Jenny with slow, deliberate strokes as they watched the flickering film at the other end of the bedroom.

Jenny's version of what had taken place between she and Janice during the afternoon before had made him eager to trade, and suddenly watching the film while he put the blocks to Jenny wasn't as good as it had been.

He was disappointed that they couldn't begin the swapping right away, and so was Jenny. Both of them had been tempted to contact Don and Janice, and tell them of their eagerness; but they had agreed that it was something you couldn't push.

The high wave of sensual awareness the new experience had brought to Jenny had brushed off onto Ian; and the two of them had spent all day in bed, making it every way they could, stopping only for meals. Yet nothing they could give each other served to quiet the strange new desires that filled them.

Three drinks and light conversation had served to make the four people sitting in the motel room feel much more at ease with one another. For Janice, it couldn't be soon enough. She couldn't keep her eyes off Sue's full, tawny body; and she was dying to get her tongue into the depths of her cunt.

As she finished her third drink, she stood up and smiled.

"I think we're all pretty relaxed now; let's get started."

She didn't wait for an answer. Instead she began to peel her clothes off.

Sue had been aware of Janice's interest, and had found herself warming up to it uninhibitedly. There was only a second's hesitation on her part after Janice began to strip before she followed suit. Don grinned and looked over at Ben. "God, I'm going to enjoy this," he growled.

Ben didn't reply, but both of them stood up and began undressing.

The second Sue had finished stripping, Janice let out a soft moan and pushed her back onto the bed, dropping down on top of her. She stretched the hot length of her body across Sue's dark, voluptuous form and kissed her.

Sue felt a little strange about having another woman kissing her, but the lips were soft, yet gently demanding; and before she knew it, she was accepting the kiss. When Janice's tongue surged into her mouth, she felt her pulse quickening; and she welcomed it, meeting it with her own.

The feel of Janice's firm, lush breasts digging into her own full mounds, hard, tender nipples pressed against each other, the feel of Janice's bushy, hot, seeping cunt brushing against her own swollen cuntlips, sent a thrill through her such as she had never known before. It was new, different, and thrilling; in a depraved, wild sort of way.

She pushed all thoughts out of her mind. This was an experiment for her, and she wanted to enjoy the new experience completely.

She let out a muffled moan, and her arms went up around Janice and pulled her hot body even tighter against her own. The kiss lasted for a long time.

Sue was an eager recipient, her interest and enjoyment readily apparent to Janice. Finally their lips parted, and Janice raised her head and smiled.

"If this is your first time, baby, you're sure catching on fast."

Sue returned the smile and let out a soft moan. "Make it nice and slow; I don't want to miss anything."

Janice brought her lips down on Sue's again and began to move slowly against her, rubbing her hot flesh against Sue's tawniness. Their forms gleamed brightly in the soft light reflected on the thin coat of perspiration that accompanied their building passion.

At first Ben was a little embarrassed at watching his wife and another woman balling, but that feeling soon disappeared and was replaced by a stimulating sensual feeling that filled his powerful black form. His big cock began to expand, and he watched the proceedings on the bed avidly as he slouched slightly on the bed beside them.

Don's eyes flickered from the two women to Ben, and he grinned.

"You ever made it with another guy?"

Ben shook his head slowly, keeping his eyes on the women.

"Not really... I fooled around a little when I was younger."

Don's grin widened.

"You willing to give it a try?"

Don got up out of his chair and moved across toward the bed. Ben watched the other man, conscious of his muscular build and the desire that was made abundantly obvious by the massive erection swaying proudly from between his firm thighs.

Don's suggestion didn't come as too much of a surprise. Although Ben had expected the suggestion to come later, after what he would have preferred, it was something that both he and Sue had discussed, and something they had both agreed they wanted to experience.

"Sure, but I'm afraid you're going to have to teach me the ropes; it's all new to me."

Ben shifted slightly on the bed, stretching out on his back and spreading his thighs slightly. The suggestion had excited him a good deal as had the show being put on by Sue and Janice. He was hot, and his big cock had begun to throb hotly against the mat of thick black hair at its base.

Don grinned again.

"I'd be glad to."

He moved up to the edge of the bed; then he reached out with his right hand and ran it slowly over the length of Ben's muscular body, over the powerful chest and downward until he was gently brushing his fingertips across Ben's gigantic, thick, black cock.

It was strange for Ben to feel a man's hand on him; yet it excited him in a different way than the touch of a woman. He closed his eyes as Don encircled the big, black tool with his hand and squeezed slightly.

Ben groaned and arched his back slightly at the feel of it. He had an urge to feel what Don was feeling, and he reached out to grasp Don's stiff, throbbing cock. It felt good in his hand, and he didn't release it.

Don began to stroke the black tool in his grasp. The foreskin slipped back, revealing the moist, purplish, glistening knob; and Don let out a gasp of pleasure at the sight of the thick head. He pulled the massive prick free of its nest against Ben's stomach and bent his head, sucking the knob into his mouth.

Janice had nurtured in Don a building desire for homosexual lovemaking. Over the past few months he had experimented with a few men, and he had come to enjoy making it with another guy. Being able to watch Janice and Sue balling on the bed beside him, combined with the handsome features of Ben's big, powerful black form, had sent a surging flame of need through him; and he was eager to satisfy it.

He'd never seen a cock as big as Ben's, and he couldn't get enough of it. It was massive, smooth and alive in his mouth.

The feel of it thrilled him deeply, and he gurgled happily and began to polish the head with his tongue. Ben groaned and lifted his hips up off the bed, shoving a good six inches of his massive prick into Don's mouth. The smooth knob slipped back into Don's throat, and he let out a muffled whimper and slid his hand down to cup Ben's sac as he started to rotate his head slowly.

Getting his rocks off from a blow job wasn't a new kick for Ben, but having a guy do it for him was. It stimulated and excited him, and the slight reservations that he had held about making it with a guy began to disappear rapidly. The action of Don's mouth on his cock felt good, and the easy, relaxed feeling the booze had given him helped him to push his inhibitions aside.

He relaxed completely, giving himself to it, letting whatever was coming come.

The action on the bed beside them was getting pretty wild. Sue was enraptured by Janice's slow deliberate seduction, and she was mewing like a kitten full of milk as she churned and twisted on the bed.

Janice was enjoying herself fully, and she was in no hurry to end the pleasure she was getting by turning Sue on. She took her time, greedily accepting each of Sue's stiff, throbbing nipples in turn, sucking them gently between her lips, shifting her head from side to side, letting the hard buds brush between them, lashing at them with her tongue.

Sue wasn't aware of the others in the room; she was only aware of the building erotic wonder that filled her. She was completely lost in the wicked delight of it. Her body was on fire, her hips moving in steadily expanding circles as she raised her hot glistening cuntlips upward. Janice knew what she wanted and moved quickly to give it to her. She slipped her hand down to cup the flowing mound pressing and caressing it for a few seconds; then she shoved her middle finger inside and began to finger Sue slowly as she continued to use her mouth on the big, firm orbs and their hard nipples.

Sue's reaction was instantaneous. She arched her lithe body upward and moaned.

"Yes... fuck me with it... god, that feels good... harder... harder..."

Janice let out a triumphant snort of excitement and pulled her stroking finger out as she lifted her head from Sue's succulent tit and moved it downward. She burrowed her head wildly between Sue's frantically spread thighs and kissed the hot, flowing dark lips nestled deliciously under the thick mat of wiry black cunt hair. The first taste of the delightfully sweet and hot nectar turned her on. She moaned softly... she sucked... the hot length of her surged inside... the tip flicked playfully, teasingly... she drank the sweet elixir, taking it eagerly, with a vengeance... her tongue became a hot dagger, searching the sensitive tissues...

Sue's eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth hung open limply.

"Oh my god... oh my god..."

Janice let her tongue surge to the very depths of the tasty hot slit. Sue shrieked with delirious pleasure. Her body arched up off the bed, taut as a bowstring; and Janice let her tongue move upward to the juncture of those beautiful, dark, succulent lips. She searched for and found the hard, pulsating bud and began to pay homage to it slowly, lovingly.

As she did, she moved, spinning around into a sixty-nine position. She let out a muffled moan of lust, then pressed her own dripping cunt downward against Sue's face. For a split second Sue was uncertain, hesitant, not sure of what was wanted of her or if she wanted to do it; then she suddenly let out a shrill cry of need, and her tongue moved outward, slightly hesitant at first, then eagerly accepting what was expected of it.

On the second exploratory plunge a wild flame of supreme delight swept through Sue, and she knew she wanted this as much as Janice did. She began to work on the sweet, oozing slit with a passion that surprised Janice as much as it did her.

The sound and sight of their complete melding shook Ben wildly. He had never seen anything quite so erotically stimulating. The second Sue's tongue sunk into Janice, he let out a muffled cry of pleasure; and his big, black prick erupted, sending a veritable flood of creamy hot come spurting down Don's throat.

Don welcomed the rich flow eagerly and sucked for all he was worth, draining Ben completely. For Ben it was one of the wildest completions he'd ever experienced, and it lasted a long time. After a while he was conscious of a lessening of ecstasy, and he found control of his mind long enough to realize that Don was still working on his big cock, but that he had shifted and was now turned around and straddling Ben.

He opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of Don's big, stiff tool just inches from his face. He hesitated for a second, then pushed his uncertainty aside and reached up to cup Don's ass and pull the thick organ down to where he could suck it into his mouth.

The feel of it alive, throbbing and smooth in his mouth, was new to him; but there was no trace of the revulsion he had feared. It felt good, damn near natural; and he began to return the caresses that Don had once again picked up on his own tender, swollen shaft.

In a matter of seconds he had accepted his role, and was eager for it to continue to the end. Neither of them held back; their bodies pumped wildly as each of them drove as much cock as possible into the mouth of the other. It was short and frantic. It was so wild that Ben came again in seconds.