The group welcomes David and Sandi.
On a Tuesday morning Wendy and I got up early. We had settled in to a rhythm, making love together a couple of times a week, and usually playing with Mark and Donna on the weekend. Occasionally we would all be invited to a swing party and sometimes we would go. Other times we would let Mark and Donna go and we would slink off to the local club and see what was happening. We didn't that morning, which turned out to be a good thing.
As we entered the kitchen Donna sat at the bar with a fresh cup of coffee.
"I received a very nice thank you email from Evelyn this morning. You two made quite an impression. They can't wait for their next session."
"They turned out to be excellent students." I said with a smile.
"They had gotten pretty far before we even started with them." Wen added. "And they really weren't all that inhibited to begin with."
"Well, she says they are like two kids exploring for the first time."
"Then we succeeded." I said.
"When do you think you'll meet with them again?" Donna asked.
"I was thinking in a couple of weeks. That should give them time to get over the initial novelty. Then they might have some serious questions."
"Good." she said quickly.
"Why is that?? I asked.
"Just looking forward to this weekend is all. Was hoping you two would be around. It's been a couple o' weeks." Donna said.
"Last weekend didn't count?" Wen asked laughing at her.
"You know its better when we're all here. Besides, how would you feel about a six way this weekend?"
"Who do you have in mind?" Wendy asked her.
"David and Sandi Miller. You remember them from Lois' party."
"Yeah. If I remember right she's almost as insatiable as you are." I reminded Donna.
"Almost!" she insisted.
"I could go for that." Wen looked at me for approval. "You okay with it Ran?" she asked.
"You know me. The more the merrier."
Wendy and I decided to fast for the rest of the week so we skipped our usual mid-week fuck session. Fasting always turned up the heat for both of us and made us anxious.
Saturday came and we busied ourselves with chores and getting ready. Wendy and Donna were going to go shopping for some new outfits until I convinced them otherwise. "Look, you go buy these new things and then you wear them for about a half hour. Then you get naked anyway, so why not just forget it. Besides, Mark and I prefer good old naked, shaved pussy to look at." I told them. Then I looked at Wen. "You know I'd rather see you in those tight cotton flannels, with a nice helping of 'camel toe'."
"It does always do the trick, doesn't it?" she said with a smirk.
"Anyway I get to look at that luscious pussy of yours is great." I meant it too, and she knew it.
Mark spent the afternoon napping. We had gotten up late so we were pretty rested. We were all getting eager. Around 5 I went to help the girls in the kitchen.
We made sandwiches, prepared some finger food snacks and made sure there were cold beverages for our break times...
"Shall we have a theme night?" Donna asked.
"That sounds like fun. We haven't had one in a while." said Wen.
Mark had appeared and chimed in the subject. "That's a good idea. How about a personal treat night?" This suggested that each person would have a turn being the center of attention and the others would all cater to whatever that person desired. This was a personal favorite of mine.
"What time will David and Sandi be here?" I asked.
."Any time." Donna answered. "I told them anytime after 6.
"Good. I'm hungry and horny." I admitted.
"I put some music on, soft and sweet jazz, to set the mood. We all went and changed into our comfortable party clothes. Wen decided I was right about the soft, tight, cotton pajamas. For accent she chose a pair that was one size too small. The top stretched nicely over her tits, and her nipples were just hard enough to be poking out. The bottoms fit nice and tight around the back of her smooth, round, mature ass. She pulled them up extra tight so they pulled right up into her pussy and showed off her large shaved cunt lips. I put on a pair of full length stretch cotton underwear with my signature "Chevy" t shirt. Mine were also a size too small at Win's request. She liked knowing when I got aroused. We went back to the living room and were making out on the love seat when Mark and Donna returned. Their choices were very different. Mark had on his customary robe and we knew from experience that he was most likely naked beneath it. Donna, however, had already slipped into her slut identity. She was naked, except for a string thong that was already disappearing between her cunt lips. They stood next to the couch but never made it sitting down. They were locked in a deep kiss with Donna openly humping Mark's leg while the jazz was setting a nice tone for the evening. That's when we heard the doorbell.
