The Swap Meet -- Part 3
By Buckaroo Bonzai


2:02 AM

	"Mmmmf. Mmmfmmf. Mmmf," Jack mumbled, as he pressed 
his mouth between Bunny's legs. 

	"Whatever you're saying, it feels great!" Bunny panted 
in reply, urging him to penetrate deeper.

	Erotic images flashed through his mind, not the least 
of which was how vengeful he must look as he devoured the 
Master's wife. "Mmmvvvvffff," he said again, enjoying how 
she visibly quivered at the vibrations. And to think his 
parents had taught him not to talk with his mouth full!

	He mashed full force, baring his teeth and grinding 
them against her sensitive slit. He sucked at her, drawing 
her flesh into his mouth, using the top of his teeth as a 
hard counterpoint to the softness of his tongue. With tongue 
and teeth he pinned her clit just inside his mouth, 
flicking, sucking and gently nibbling it until she 
instinctively wrapped her legs around his head. She bucked 
against him, but he rode her smoothly, each bump, each 
jostle sending a shiver through her now wet pussy. 

	He pressed harder, now intent only on bringing her 
cascading over the edge. But at the last moment, he felt a 
set of fingernails biting into his arms, pulling him from 
his prize, and he looked up to see his wife's face. For a 
moment he felt confused; in that close, intimate encounter, 
he'd forgotten about his surroundings and had focused only 
on the the feel, the smell, the excitement. A wave of guilt 
threatened, but Linda's understanding smile took all the 
guilt away, leaving him simply helpless.

	Which evidently had been the Master's motive all 
along, as he sat smiling at the frustration he'd caused. For 
Ted, much of the power and pleasure evidently came from 
witholding sex, as much as having a slave to perform sex on. 

	"I see you all aren't as tired as you thought," the 
Master said with a smirk. "Good thing, because the last 
event of our evening involves a bit of 'group' 
participation. As you can see, my sex doll is looking a 
little deflated."

	Jack studied his wife with a practiced eye. Kneeling 
at Ted's feet, she did look pretty exhausted. Her normally 
full hair was now plastered across her neck by a sheen of 
sweat. Her breasts and much of her torso were scored by 
angry looking scratches, courtesy of Ted's impassioned 
handling. In her face, he read a story of over-stimulation; 
it looked as though she'd stopped processing what was 
happening to her. But behind the exhaustion, he noted that 
there was still a glint of curiousity...still the gleam of 
excitement. She'd be all right. And if things got too 
intense, he could always signal one of the handmaidens to 
call for a timeout. He'd watch over her, and together they'd 
make it through the finale.

	"Now that all the foreplay is over, I can start to 
really enjoy this hot little toy," Ted continued, stroking 
the top of her head. "I've got a whole bunch of different 
things in mind for this one, but I'm afraid I might need a 
little extra stimulation, a little extra lubrication."

	Now Jack could see where he was headed with this. "So 
I need to ask all of you to help out...to lend me your cum, 
to squeeze me some juice. Each man in the group is gonna 
bring his woman to orgasm. I'll let you know what to do 
then. When it's the guy's turn to cum, he holds it for his 
Master, until I tell you what to do. When I'm fully 
satisfied, then the night is over. And Jack gets his wife 
back."

	Jack watched his wife closely, seeing the anticipation 
in her limbs as she rubbed her body against her Master's 
legs. She thought the cum shot represented the ultimate 
power of a man over a woman, and the stimulation of that act 
as the ultimate power of a woman over a man. In the words of 
the neighborhood kids, she was "geeked."

	As Ted pulled Linda onto his lap for a deep French 
kiss, Jack turned his attention back to Bunny, who lay 
expectantly below him. Without hesitation he dove back 
between her legs, simultaneously sucking her clitoris from 
within its hood, and finding her G-spot with the tip of his 
finger. He grinned as her great cry shook the room, 
momentarily silencing all the other couples before inspiring 
them to try to bring about the same reaction from their own 
partners. Bunny trembled almost continuously beneath his 
lips, the effects of every touch of his teeth or tongue 
coursing up and down her spine. She tasted sweet, sharp, 
flowery, pungent; her perfume strong and invigorating. 

	He tongued her, probed her, lapped at her all the way 
from her tight, pinched anus to her erect, noble clit. His 
eyes always sought hers. In them, he saw a desperate 
urgency, a willingness to do anything for release. He 
watched her hands knead and rub her tits and nipples, as if 
to suck the desire straight from her core. Her stomach 
rippled with every seizure that swept through. Her legs 
randomly locked and unlocked around his head, her feet 
beating a tattoo against his back. Her hips bucked and 
twisted, and he could see in his mind the sweet cheeks of 
her ass flattening against the carpeting. He knew then that 
he'd have to fuck her from behind one more time in order to 
be truly satisfied that night.

	Her body tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed, the 
tension lasting longer and longer, the respites growing 
shorter. A mini orgasm swept her, but that only intensified 
her desire. Jack abandoned any pretense of holding back or 
teasing her, and concentrated solely on bringing her off. He 
locked his teeth around her clit, and tongued it 
exclusively, his finger the only other part of him moving, 
stroking her G-spot insistently. He felt her tense up, hold 
her breath, for what seemed like hours. Then the wave broke, 
her juices gushing against his mouth, her legs and hips 
locked around him, her cunt straining against his lips, her 
butt off the ground, pounding against his face, fucking his 
chin, setting off another orgasm that took all the strength 
from her legs, and left her writhing on the floor.

	He lay with his head cradled on her pussy for some 
time before Ted's demanding voice penetrated his reverie. 
"Oh, lover boy. If you would be so kind as to let that woman 
come over here, I have some use for the juices you're 
wastefully letting drip on the floor."

	Jack watched as Bunny painfully crawled to where Linda 
lay prostrate on the floor. At Ted's direction, she squatted 
over Linda's tits, opened her pussy lips, and liberally 
smeared one nipple, then the other, with her hot cunt 
juices. And when Jack saw his wife's nipple disappear inside 
another woman's cunt, his cock got harder than ever.

	With his own cock stiff as a board, Ted mounted Linda 
and began tit-fucking her, taking great pleasure in plunging 
his cock all the way up into her waiting mouth, before 
drawing it down into the artificial cave she created between 
her breasts. From the pace of Ted's fucking, it seemed clear 
that the juice-induced lubrication wouldn't last long. 
Fortunately, Geleesa began moaning and cumming, and soon she 
added her juices to the valley between Linda's reddening 
tits. One by one, the other women reached nirvana, adding 
their juices until Linda's whole chest was streaked and 
spattered with a tart-odored wetness. 

	Ted changed tactics only for Jill, the last woman 
left. After she'd cum from riding atop Tom's hefty dick, Ted 
instructed her to squat over Linda's mouth, and rub her 
juice all over her lips. This she did with evident pleasure, 
and Jack made a note to make the girl/girl action a much 
more extensive part of his own Swap Meet. 

	Once Linda's lips were liberally smeared with cunt 
juice, Ted forced her to her knees, and began to 
aggressively fuck her mouth. He'd just gotten a few strokes 
into it when Tom hesitantly interrupted with, "Master? I'm 
ready to cum for you." Using both hand, Ted roughly pushed 
Linda back to the floor, and positioned Tom so he was 
straddling her chest. While his wife jacked him off, Tom 
aimed his cock directly at Linda's slightly-parted lips. He 
came in three massive spurts, the cum the clear color of a 
man who has ejaculated for the third time in nearly as many 
hours. The first two globs hit Linda full on the lips; the 
third trailed down over her chin and dripped on her neck.  

	Even with the cum lubricant it was a mighty tight fit. 
On Ted's first stroke, Jack could see a glistening ring of 
jism well up around Ted's pulsing rod. As he withdrew, his 
rod was coated with cum and saliva, from the thick base to 
the tip of the purple crown. In this supine position, Linda 
had no chance to lick or otherwise stimulate the cock 
penetrating her lips. Her mouth was merely a hole for Ted to 
fuck, and he fucked her lips no less lightly than he would 
fuck the ones between her legs. 

	Jack could see the discomfort in her eyes, but before 
he could say anything, Bunny pulled him around, so he was 
facing away from the spectacle. 

	"Leave it," she instructed, spreading her legs before 
him. "He'll get tired of that soon enough, and if she really 
wanted to stop him, she could." Jack looked back. Bunny was 
right. While Ted's position looked uncomfortable, it didn't 
look dangerous.

	"Besides, I've got a juicy pussy just waitin' to be 
filled. Don't you want to fuck me now, and then shoot cum 
all over your wife's face?" she asked, challengingly.

	In response, Jack surged up inside her, not stopping 
until his pelvis ground against hers, nearly mashing his 
balls in the process. He quickly slipped into a frantic 
rhythm, his strokes long and smooth, but with hardly any 
friction due to the abundance of lubrication in her cunt. He 
looked down, first watching himself spear into her, and then 
watching the intense pleasure on her face. Without breaking 
stride, he caught a nipple in his mouth, and let the 
momentum from his pumping rhythm provide all the 
stimulation. When Bunny rewarded him with a sultry moan, he 
licked at the captive nipple with his tongue, causing her to 
squirm and whimper all the more.

	Behind him, he could hear Mark Granger ask for 
permission to squirt his cum all over Linda. Though he tried 
to stay focused on the wriggling flesh below him, he could 
still hear as The Master ordered Linda to spread her legs 
and her pussy and prepare to receive Mark's hot jism. Even 
as he buried his face between Bunny's tits, he was imagining 
Mark kneeling before the prostrate Linda, with spurt after 
spurt of his cum liberally coating the outside of her pussy, 
and Ted looking on with evil pleasure.

	Finally, he could take no more, and pulled Bunny up to 
all fours, where he could mount her from behind and still 
keep an eye on Ted's endeavours with his wife. He paused 
only a moment to admire the full curves of Bunny's ass, and 
the pink target of her pussy below, before plunging his rod 
in as deeply as possible. This time her cunt was nice and 
tight, though still very slick. With every down stroke she 
would toss her head like a wide pony. On every up stroke she 
arched her back, so the two of them were in constant motion. 

	Beyond the flying hair, Jack could see Ted really 
putting it to his wife. He had her legs ratcheted all the 
way back to her breasts, so that all anyone could see of her 
was the back of her legs and the raw redness of her sex. In 
quick succession, Bob Farnsworth and Tony Burneki both 
announced they were ready to unload. Ted had Bob leave his 
substantial load of cream right at the entrance of Linda's 
pussy, and ordered him to rub it all around to soothe the 
sore areas. A task Bob did with great pleasure. Then Ted 
leaned Linda across the arm of a loveseat, exposing her 
shapely butt and cum-soaked cunt to the musky air. After 
ordering Linda to spread her ass cheeks far apart, Tony let 
fly right at the entrance to her still tight anus. Jack 
could see her start slightly at the hot fluid touching her 
sensitive skin, and then watched as her mouth made a wide, 
round "O" as Ted maneuvered his thick cock inside her ass. 

	With all the jism seeping out the opening, Jack could 
tell that there wasn't nearly enough lubrication. He could 
hear it, too, as Linda's moans turned into whimpers and 
grunts of barely-concealed pain. Someone would have to cum, 
and soon. Jack doubled his efforts, focusing all his 
attention on the heat and pleasures of sliding his cock in 
and out of Bunny's wildly bouncing pussy. But before he 
could bring himself to the edge, Corey White announced his 
intention to cum all over Linda's glistening body. With a 
grunt, The Master pulled himself out, and spun his cum-
covered slave back on her back. At his orders, she took hold 
of Corey's handsome rod and helped him jack off right across 
her tits. By the time he was done, streams and stringers of 
sticky, milky cum criss-crossed her mounds, dripping slowly 
down the hills to the valley below.

	That was enough for Jack, who pulled out of Bunny's 
flaming cunt just a few strokes short of cumming. 

	"I'm ready to cum, Master!" he announced, winding his 
way past Bunny's trembling body.

	For a moment, as he stood there with his cock buzzing 
with need, he thought Ted might not allow him to cum. So he 
added, "Please, Master? I can't hold this in much longer..."

	Ted grinned at hearing him plead, and directed him to 
kneel above his wife's forehead. Bunny had to do no more 
than touch his cock before he felt the storm break loose 
within him. His first spurt caught his wife square between 
the lips, where she held her cum in her mouth, per the 
Master's orders. His second spurt also splashed into her 
mouth, with the trailing end snaking seductively along her 
cheekbone and onto her forehead. Bunny directed the 
remaining blasts into Linda's hair, where it clotted into 
golden beads among the sweat-soaked strands. 

	As Jack collapsed backward, Ted took his place back 
between Linda's legs, his cock fitting most naturally into 
Linda's soaking hole. He ordered her to slowly spit Jack's 
cum back onto her lips, and then guided her hands as she 
scooped it up and spread it all over her face. Then he 
banged away at her urgently, and for a while the only sounds 
in the room were of his grunts, Linda's moans, and Bert 
Trask's humming, which he often did to keep himself from 
orgasm. Finally, after Ted had taken his slave through a 
wide range of positions, he nodded at Bert, who quickly 
brought himself to the brink while inside his own wife's 
talented pussy.

	 Kneeling at the side of Linda's head, Bert pointed 
his cock as though it were a firehose, and let go a mighty 
blast, the cum streaming out as though he were pissing 
instead of cumming. The cum quickly pooled in her closed eye 
sockets, soaking her eyebrows and running down into her 
hair. It coated her nose, nearly plugging the holes, and 
painted her lips like ice cream. It rolled down her chin, 
across her neck, into her ears, and dripped down onto the 
coffee table on which Ted had her pinned. It was more cum 
than Jack had ever seen stream from one man, even Bert, who 
practiced the art of building up his volume by stopping just 
short of orgasm, and then back off, again and again, until 
he built up a huge reservoir. From the gasps and whispers 
around the room, it was the most cum they'd ever seen, too. 
And it all covered his wife's very shocked face.

	Without allowing Linda to wipe any cum from her eyes 
or face, Ted pounded back into her. His will broke, finally, 
and he too let loose a torrent of cum onto her body, 
spurting all the way up to her neck, and coating her tits 
and stomach, before crawling around to wipe the rest on her 
already splotched hair. Then he too sat back, as they all 
admired the cum covered woman reclining on the table. 



2:57 AM

	"A work of art," Ted declared. "A real work of art. 
OK, slave, now you can wipe the cum out of your eyes and see 
what's become of you."

	Linda dabbed cautiously at her eyes, wiping away as 
much of the goop as possible. It was already losing its 
viscosity, and as she sat up, it started running down her 
body in wet rivulets. Tentatively she looked herself up and 
down, marveling at the huge quantities of cum. She looked as 
though someone had dumped an entire bottle of syrup on her. 
At first, Jack was afraid she was in shock. But after 
looking at herself, then at all the limp cocks around her, 
and all the satisfied smiles, she broke into a huge grin and 
started laughing up a storm.

	"I think we'll let little Miss Linda enjoy herself 
right here, while we get dressed and let ourselves out," Ted 
declared. "So, does anyone have anything to add?"

	His question drew a new round of laughter from Linda, 
but no other substantial replies from the group.

	"OK, then, is everybody satisfied?" This question drew 
a long round of applause, with hoots, whistles and repeated 
shouts of "Bravo!"

	"Then, as Master of this event, I declare this session 
to be over. Next time, we'll join Jack and Jill on what I'm 
sure will be an epic journey up and down the hill. Until 
then, good sex!"



11:42 AM

	"Hmmmm. I gotta get up. It's late," Linda said, 
squirming in his embrace.

	He burrowed his head into her hair, still musky 
smelling despite the hour long shower the night before. "No, 
my dear. You sleep as long as you like. You had a busy night 
last night."

	"You didn't look too bored yourself."

	"Listen, you were a little out of it last night, so I 
didn't get a chance to ask this question. Did you like it? I 
mean, really enjoy it? Enough to do it again?"

	"That's three questions. But yes, enough to do it 
again."

	He pulled her into a tight spoon, his hand resting 
over her bottom breast. "That's all I wanted to know. Now go 
back to sleep."

	He thought he felt her nipple harden slightly as she 
murmered, "Yes, Master," before drifting back off to sleep.



THE END?