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  He had only seen Tara come like that maybe twice in the eight years they had known each other.

  Bullshit. He had never seen Tara cum like that!

  He put his arm around her. She was folded up into the end of the couch with her elbow on the armrest supporting her head. There was a faraway look in her eyes. She looked like she had just finished a marathon. Still naked, but someone must have seen what was going on, because there had been a large fleecy blanket waiting on the couch when they sat down. He had grabbed her catsuit, skirt and shoes and they rested next to him on the couch.

  When his arm went around her she snuggled in under his shoulder.

  “Hey…” he said softly.

  “Hey…”

  “You okay?”

  “I think so…”

  Think so? What the hell was that supposed to mean? Ease up, Steve-O… give her some space… “Well… it was pretty intense,” he said.

  Tara nodded slowly. “That’s a word… yeah, it was…”

  “Judging from how hard you came, I think you liked it.” He kept his voice as low as possible.

  She turned her head to him. “I loved it! I thought I’d just put on a show for you, you know, give you a thrill or something. But it felt nice from the start and I relaxed. As soon as I did, it started to feel really good.” She turned into Steve and threw her arms around his neck and nuzzled into his chest. “It was incredible!” She began to tremble.

  He rubbed her back softly. Shit, was she crying?

  “Hey, it’s okay, honey. You’re fantastic. It felt great. It’s all good.”

  Tara stilled. She lifted her head up and looked at him. “You’re not jealous or anything?”

  “Why should I be jealous?”

  She bit her lower lip, hesitant.

  Steve put his finger under her chin. “Hey… just because you had a mind blowing orgasm? I’ve seen you come before with guys—shit, Ellis rocked your world the last time we were at their house, right?”

  “Yes, but…”

  “But I’ve never rocked your world like that…”

  Her eyes slid away. Far away. He brought her face back around to him. “Hey…”

  “But…” she gulped. “You’re my husband! We’re supposed to have the best sex together!”

  He laughed. “Oh, you’re turning lesbian on me now?”

  “Nooo! It’s just that Dawn was so good! I’m worried that you’ll be hurt because it was so good!”

  “Whoa, whoa Tara. It’s not like that.”

  “What do you mean?”

  He crossed his legs so he could snuggle in tighter to her. “I was kind of right there, you know.”

  “Yes, you were watching—that’s why I did it.” She chewed her lower lip. “But I didn’t do it for the pleasure or anything. I was sort of… not quite, but close… taking one for the team…”

  Steve grew still. “That’s not what we agreed on, Tara. You don’t take one for the team. Ever.”

  She shook her fingers at him. “No, it wasn’t like that. I was ready to give it a go. I mean… I knew it would blow your mind. Knowing that made my objections to doing it less, you know? I mean, we’ve been in the Lifestyle now for a long enough time, right? I’ve seen Dawn get it on with other women a few times… It isn’t a turn off for me anymore.”

  “Oh. Okay then, maybe…”

  “But what’s come out of nowhere for me, Steve… what’s got me confused now…”

  “Hey…” he cuddled her more.

  Tara sat straight up, the blanket falling from her shoulders. She took Steve’s face in both hands. “I liked it! I really, really really fucking liked it! And I want to go down on Dawn and see what’s that like!”

  Steve laughed. “That is a switch!”

  ***

  Tara dipped her fingers between her legs and inserted one up inside her pussy. She took it out and licked it as Steve watched her. “I wonder what Dawn tastes like?” she murmured. Her eyes flitted over to where Dawn and Ellis were chatting with one of the other couples. She and Steve had the sofa to themselves to give them some space. The other eight people were perched on armrests and the coffee table. They were so considerate to her and Steve.

  They were so damn considerate to each other.

  She caught Dawn’s eye, who gave her a nod and smile. She waved Dawn to come over. Like a lazy cat, Dawn stood, smoothed her hands over her red spandex mini dress, and went to Tara and Steve’s perch. Steve stood and relocated to the arm of the couch next to Tara, and Dawn took his spot.

  Still topless, Tara took Dawn’s face in both her hands. She cupped Dawn’s cheeks and the two women looked intently at each other--Tara, still with an expression of baffled wonder, and Dawn with a kind smile. She reached up and held each of Tara’s forearms as they shared the moment.

  “Thank you…” whispered Tara.

  Dawn bent in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “Tara, your pleasure was all mine,” she said with a giggle. “You were awesome!” She lifted her head back a bit. “And you taste wonderful.”

  Tara released the woman’s face and rested her hand on Dawn’s shoulders. “I’d… I want to return the favor, Dawn.” Her hands went from Dawn’s shoulders down to her cleavage. A fingernail began to trace the outline of Dawn’s orbs through the spandex. “I want to go down on you…”

  Dawn cocked an eyebrow. “That’s not what you said on the phone the other day, hon. You specifically said that you didn’t think you could ever see yourself going down on a woman.”

  “I know… but it’s different now.” Tara’s eyes were still wide. “But when I came… just as I came… I had the image in my head of licking your pussy.” Her hands travelled down Dawn’s chest, to her tummy, and finally rested on the inside of her thighs. She leaned over the coffee table, picked up her wine spritzer and drained it. Replacing the glass, she turned back to Dawn. “Please… let’s do this, before I have second thoughts or lose my nerve.”

  Dawn giggled. “I don’t think you’ll have second thoughts, Tara. I didn’t begin to explore my own bi-side until Ellis and I began swinging. I didn’t take as long as you to give it a whirl, but once I decided, there was no going back.” She took Tara’s hands in hers. “No time like the present.” She took Tara in her arms, and the two women began to kiss.

  Perched on the arm of the sofa, Steve held his chin in one hand, and began to stroke his cock through his pants with the other. His face was still as he watched the women engage in the foreplay again.

  “Ding! And now round two!” called Ellis.

  The three of them looked up to see the rest of their gang watching Dawn and Tara. The two women turned back to each other.

  “I think we ought to take this into the back, what do you think?” said Ellis.

  Steve jumped to his feet, and helped each of the women get up. Tara took the blanket as a shawl, and holding hands, she and Dawn strode quickly to the doorway at the back end of the club that opened into the corridor to the lockers and playroom.

  Chapter 4

  The ‘back end’ of The G-Spot was the play area, lockers and shower rooms. Tara and Steve originally thought that it odd, that the owners of a sex club would segregate the changing areas by gender, but that’s the way it was—separate doors off the corridors led to the male and female sections, and a common hallway at the end brought guests back to the play area.

  The play area could easily accommodate over a hundred people fucking. In the first room, there were a series of beds along one wall, each separate from its neighbor. If a couple wanted privacy, each bed had an all around canopy with curtains they could close.

  In the center of the room was the first of several exhibitionist and voyeur areas. These consisted of large round vinyl clad raised cushion that a man over six feet tall could stretch out on, extend his arms, and not touch any of the edges. Bordering it, in a half moon shape was a series of chairs. Two spotlights shone on the center of the cushion.

  On this first area a couple was a
lready going at it. A woman in her fifties was being fucked doggy style by a buff, young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was on one knee, his other leg hooked around his partner’s waist pulling her ass into his belly as he assaulted her pussy with his thick shaft.

  Three couples and a third group of two men and a woman were watching the performance, stroking each other as the couple on the cushion sharply slapped hips against each other.

  Looking closely as she and Dawn passed by holding hands, Tara assumed they must be a couple. The man wasn’t wearing a condom. He gave Tara a wry smile as he thrust strongly into his partner, causing her to squeal, on that delicious edge between pain and pleasure. His gaze turned to Dawn, and his smile broadened. He lifted one hand from his partner’s hips with a quick wave.

  Tara glanced over at Dawn who was waving back with her free hand as they strode past, heading to the Orgy area.

  “You know him?”

  “Yes, that’s Darren. He’s a fuck machine. He can go all night, but then what 29 year old can’t?”

  “He’s not wearing a condom, I don’t know if that’s very safe.”

  Dawn smiled. “Does your husband wear one when you guys have sex?”

  Tara stopped dead in her tracks and looked over her shoulder. From her angle now, she could see the woman’s face. Mature wasn’t the right word—shit, Dawn at 47 was mature! This woman was even older! She looked back to Dawn. “They’re..?”

  “Two years now. She’s 57, by the way.”

  “But…”

  “Hey, hon… to each their own, right?”

  “Is he some gigolo or something?” That age difference was too much for Tara. She turned back. Darren had flipped the woman onto her back. Her legs were wrapped around his hips and she was clawing his back, leaving angry scratches and moaning loudly.

  Dawn laughed. “I thought so too when we first met!” She shook her head. “His wife refers to him as the boy toy.”

  “Really?” She didn’t want it to come out as a squeak, but it did anyway.

  “Mmm… hmm… and Darren refers to Linda as ‘my real old lady old lady’. They laugh about it.”

  “Is she rich or something?”

  Dawn nodded. “Yes. A rich widow, actually. Ellis and I knew her husband. He died some years ago. They were both members. She and Darren met about four years ago, and they hit it off like wildfire.” She shook her head.

  “What… he was her pool boy or something?”

  Dawn put her arm around Tara, guiding her out of the first playroom and into the orgy area. “No… Darren is the youngest airline captain in the world. You probably heard of him a few years ago… remember that airliner that had to ditch onto the Mississippi river? He was the co-pilot, and the captain had a heart attack when the shit hit the fan.”

  “He’s that guy?” It was all over the news. The hero pilot who looked like he was still in high school.

  “Yep. And Linda was on the plane. That’s how they met. The rest is history.”

  The woman entered the Orgy Room and crossed to the other side as the rest of their gang, Steve and Ellis included, filed in after them.

  The room was divided in half by a walkway about three feet wide. On each side, on an enormous platform, there was a collection of mattresses, each one covered with a white fitted sheet. They were laid out like a brickwork pattern, long side alternating with short across the wall. There were twenty double size mattresses on each platform.

  Dawn turned to Tara, putting her hands on the woman’s waist.

  “You’re sure?” she asked.

  Tara nodded, plucked one of Dawn’s hands off her waist, spread her legs a bit, and pushed Dawn’s hand up into her crotch. Dawn smiled, feeling the fresh dampness oozing from Tara’s pussy.

  “I’m so turned on right now, Dawn!”

  Kicking off their shoes, the women climbed up onto the platform and crawled to the other end. Dawn sat with her back against the far wall and spread her legs open.

  Tara knelt in front of her, between her ankles. She gazed at Dawn’s body, from her eyes and coiffed hair, down her chest, over Dawn’s now erect nipples, sticking up like small top hats from her areoles, down her belly to her opened pussy. She could see Dawn was excited too, judging by how puffy her pussy lips were already. They were dark, and growing darker, beginning to engorge with desire for Tara’s mouth.

  She took Dawn’s ankle in her hand and raised her foot. Her mouth grazed across the arched top, then down to her toes. Looking into Dawn’s eyes, she sucked each toe one by one and felt her leg quiver.

  She placed the foot back onto the mattress and picked up the other, and did the same, to be rewarded by another quiver from Dawn.

  She felt the mattress sink as the rest of their friends climbed on. Steve came to her side. He kept a bit of distance, but wanted to watch his wife’s newfound lust as closely as possible without interfering.

  Tara began to kiss Dawn’s shins, leaving a wet trail of kisses up her leg. Taking her knee in hand, she massaged the back of it as had been done to her. Dawn’s hips began to move in a slow circle.

  “I like that, Tara…” she said.

  Tara raised Dawn’s leg and began to suck on the back of her knee, going up to her thigh.

  “Ohhh… that’s niiiice…” Dawn murmured.

  Gently, Tara placed Dawn’s leg back down. Kneeling before her, she stretched over and placed her arms around the woman, embracing her in a kiss.

  Dawn returned the gesture, wrapping her fingers into Tara’s shoulder length hair, bunching it in her hand. Tara did the same. The two women’s mouths met, hungry for each other’s taste.

  Lavishing wet, almost drooling kisses, they sucked, nibbled and licked each other’s face like a pair of aroused cats. Tara knee walked up until she was on top of Dawn. Releasing her hair, she grasped her into an embrace, forcing the woman to lean away from the wall onto her side.

  On top of her now, Tara continued to kiss and feed on her flesh. Her mouth trailed down her neck and across her collarbone. Her hands came up and began to massage Dawn’s breasts.

  She brought her mouth up to Dawn’s ear and nibbled on her earlobe. Again, Dawn shuddered.

  “I’m going to eat all your cream, Dawn. You going to cream all over my face, honey?” she whispered.

  “Yesssss….” came the hissed response. Dawn’s hips were now drawing circles on the bed as Tara nestled between her legs, pushing her thigh tightly against her pubic bone.

  “I want you to squirt in my mouth Dawn…” she had seen Dawn squirt twice before. She learned it wasn’t pee, but a fluid that could almost be described as girly semen. Now, she wanted to swallow Dawn’s fluids with as much desire as she had for her husband’s cum. “Will you come in my mouth, baby?” she whispered, flicking her tongue along the outside of Dawn’s ear.

  “Yesss….”

  Tara slithered down her body, leaving kisses and nibbles in a trail. She suckled on one nipple for a moment and continued to slide down. Dawn opened her legs wide.

  When her face was down at Dawn’s crotch, Tara stopped. She gazed with wonder and… and a craving at the first pussy she was about to go down on.

  I’m about to eat out my first pussy! Oh God, it’s beautiful!

  The outer lips of Dawn’s pussy were now inflamed as if they had just been spanked. Her inner lips looked like a pink orchid with the smaller lips peeking out from behind. Tara grazed her finger across the lips, silent in the moment. She had never been this close to another woman’s genitals before. She bent her head and inhaled the musky scent of Dawn’s arousal.

  The aroma enflamed her own desire. Her other hand went between her own legs and began to flick and flutter her clit. She lowered her head even more, sticking out her tongue for her first taste of pussy juice not her own.

  Dawn’s pussy was wet, almost runny. A pearl of her juice peeked out from her slit. Tara licked it with her tongue, and rolled the flavor across the roof of her mouth. A mingle of tang and sweet… oh God
it tasted wonderful.

  Her hand came away from her own pussy, and she spread Dawn’s lips wide, peering into her opening fuck slit. It glistened with Dawn’s desires. Oh God, she wanted it!

  She saw Dawn’s clit. It was a thick apostrophe at the top of her pussy. Tara blew on it, then bent her head and sucked it into her mouth.

  Dawn’s body went rigid for a second, and she sat bolt upright.

  “Oh yeahhhh!” she cried out.

  Tara backed off a moment, and Dawn lay back down. Again she took the woman’s clit in her mouth, holding it gently between her lips as her tongue stroked it softly at first, then more and more firmly.

  “Oh God yeah!” she heard Dawn exclaim. Well, she had never been shy about expressing her pleasure…

  ***

  Behind Tara, Steve was stroking his cock, exercising what he thought was supreme self control. Since the earlier episode of Dawn and Tara’s display during the Body Shots, he wanted to fuck Tara blind. Now, with her heart shaped ass quivering right in front of him as she pleasured Dawn, it was all he could do to keep from shoving his cock up inside her runny pussy. Tara was so turned on.

  But he was smart enough to know that if he did that during this, the very first time Tara did bi, he’d take away from her enjoyment. This was a first for her—let her be entirely in the moment. He’d get his later, that was for sure. For now though, let her get as deep into Dawn as she could go. He sat back and continued to stroke his cock, feeling his own arousal increase with each stroke.

  He startled when a woman’s arm snaked around from behind him and covered his own. He glanced over to see Karen stretched out behind him. He took his hand away and she began to stroke his cock.

  “MMmmm” he murmure. He put his arms behind him, and stretched back, giving her better access. She scooted around, and looking up at him, began to suck the crown of his cock.

  Shit, life was good! He was getting a blow job watching his wife go down on another woman. He began to grind his hips up into Karen’s mouth….