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Author: Lucy Scott
pissed."
"Boyfriend?"
"Question again," I said. Even though I was upset, I just couldn't help playing him, hoping to keep him next to me.
"Touché, what a good little student you've been."
"Who wants to go home," I sighed.
"Now you're blocking and we can't carry on the scene."
"One who lives on the Northside, probably not far from you and would love a ride." And thinking of pulling his cock out and sitting on it in the back seat while Deana drove.
"Not only a ride, but I am adding a party too."
"Mick, really?" Deana said, now a bit more perturbed and I knew that they were more than co-workers.
"Don't you see, she's ready to play, aren't you, Molly?"
"Yes, ready to play naked," I said it so inappropriately, that it could have only come from the gods of improv. Deana actually smiled for a second and Mick looked absolutely delighted.
"Now that's adding information, elevating the possibilities, and heightening the emotional power of the scene."
They had an old black Camry, I think, I don't know cars that well, I had expected something a little cooler, but the Camry started and the Jetta hadn't so it was more than cool enough for me, especially since it reeked of patchouli oil. I hopped into the back seat, called Caleb, relieved that he didn't answer, left a message that his fuel-injector was indeed acting weird, and how could he have let me go all the way to Lincolnshire? I know, cruel, but effective, this way he wouldn't get all pissy about how much the tow was going to cost, blah, blah. blah.
Deana got behind the wheel, Mick lit up a blunt, hit it hard, and passed it back to me. I took a hit and passed it back, a little unnerved by the fact that Deana took a hit too, but hoped that it might relieve some of her earlier piqué.
"So, Molly from EJE & Sons, how's life in the land of the squares."
"Mick!" Deana chastised him with her inflection and I was feeling better about our future as women who wanted to fuck Mick.
"Maybe not as bad as you think."
"Well, since you're such an agreeable lass, you are about to enter another dimension. A dimension not only of flesh and sensuality, but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land of pleasure. Next stop, the Swinger Zone."
I tried to absorb the totality of the moment, the joint still being passed.
"Stop being so dramatic," said Deana.
"It's who I am."
"It's just a bunch of people getting together for sex, if you want to go home that's fine. It's up to you." Deana spoke as if it were going to be as simple as a 4th of July barbeque, something that happens with great regularity and expected consequences.
"But it's up to me, isn't it, I mean I don't have to do anything if the guy is gross and fat."
They both laughed.
"No, Molly, the men mostly wait for the women to choose them. They are very well behaved," Mick said.
"Sounds like a date, then," I said.
We smoked another joint and I was higher than I had ever been before. There was a discussion on the history of fellatio, swinging etiquette, as in the guy should never come in your mouth, unless you want him to, swinging vernacular, like DP meant double penetration simultaneously by two cocks, either oral/vaginal, or vaginal/anal, bukkake was multiple men hovering close, masturbating until they ejaculated all over you, that most of the women would be, at minimum, bi-curious, but not the men, that men never touched other men, unless it was inadvertent, which I thought might be hard were a woman to want a vaginal/anal DP, but they said that was a rare event in a house party setting.
"I like feeling the curves of another woman and playing with her breasts most of all. I especially love sucking her nipples as she does the same to me, it's just so soft and sensual. Mick likes to fuck me in that position, he gets behind my dripping, wet, pussy, me waiting to be filled by his cock as I'm having the breast of times,
"Boyfriend?"
"Question again," I said. Even though I was upset, I just couldn't help playing him, hoping to keep him next to me.
"Touché, what a good little student you've been."
"Who wants to go home," I sighed.
"Now you're blocking and we can't carry on the scene."
"One who lives on the Northside, probably not far from you and would love a ride." And thinking of pulling his cock out and sitting on it in the back seat while Deana drove.
"Not only a ride, but I am adding a party too."
"Mick, really?" Deana said, now a bit more perturbed and I knew that they were more than co-workers.
"Don't you see, she's ready to play, aren't you, Molly?"
"Yes, ready to play naked," I said it so inappropriately, that it could have only come from the gods of improv. Deana actually smiled for a second and Mick looked absolutely delighted.
"Now that's adding information, elevating the possibilities, and heightening the emotional power of the scene."
They had an old black Camry, I think, I don't know cars that well, I had expected something a little cooler, but the Camry started and the Jetta hadn't so it was more than cool enough for me, especially since it reeked of patchouli oil. I hopped into the back seat, called Caleb, relieved that he didn't answer, left a message that his fuel-injector was indeed acting weird, and how could he have let me go all the way to Lincolnshire? I know, cruel, but effective, this way he wouldn't get all pissy about how much the tow was going to cost, blah, blah. blah.
Deana got behind the wheel, Mick lit up a blunt, hit it hard, and passed it back to me. I took a hit and passed it back, a little unnerved by the fact that Deana took a hit too, but hoped that it might relieve some of her earlier piqué.
"So, Molly from EJE & Sons, how's life in the land of the squares."
"Mick!" Deana chastised him with her inflection and I was feeling better about our future as women who wanted to fuck Mick.
"Maybe not as bad as you think."
"Well, since you're such an agreeable lass, you are about to enter another dimension. A dimension not only of flesh and sensuality, but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land of pleasure. Next stop, the Swinger Zone."
I tried to absorb the totality of the moment, the joint still being passed.
"Stop being so dramatic," said Deana.
"It's who I am."
"It's just a bunch of people getting together for sex, if you want to go home that's fine. It's up to you." Deana spoke as if it were going to be as simple as a 4th of July barbeque, something that happens with great regularity and expected consequences.
"But it's up to me, isn't it, I mean I don't have to do anything if the guy is gross and fat."
They both laughed.
"No, Molly, the men mostly wait for the women to choose them. They are very well behaved," Mick said.
"Sounds like a date, then," I said.
We smoked another joint and I was higher than I had ever been before. There was a discussion on the history of fellatio, swinging etiquette, as in the guy should never come in your mouth, unless you want him to, swinging vernacular, like DP meant double penetration simultaneously by two cocks, either oral/vaginal, or vaginal/anal, bukkake was multiple men hovering close, masturbating until they ejaculated all over you, that most of the women would be, at minimum, bi-curious, but not the men, that men never touched other men, unless it was inadvertent, which I thought might be hard were a woman to want a vaginal/anal DP, but they said that was a rare event in a house party setting.
"I like feeling the curves of another woman and playing with her breasts most of all. I especially love sucking her nipples as she does the same to me, it's just so soft and sensual. Mick likes to fuck me in that position, he gets behind my dripping, wet, pussy, me waiting to be filled by his cock as I'm having the breast of times,
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