Ch. 04 Finale - The Pleasure Swing
The group had freshened up and was gathered on the balcony drinking champas when Wolf arrived, pushing a trolley load of hot refreshments. The view from the balcony was breathtaking. The moon still lent the night its beauty and far to the south the tireless beacon of a lighthouse swept the sea. Beneath the balcony was a lit spa pool in which an inlaid image of Chloe lay imbedded upon its tiled, terrazzo floor.
The heady scent of fresh makeup and Magnolias hung upon the summer night as couples mingled and engaged. Gale was standing by the parapet. Her perfect breasts, softly lit by moonlight had kept me aroused and wanting more of her. My pulsating erection stood pointing at the stars and my balls were big and full again. She flashed a seductive smile at me and I joined her.
Gale's smiling eyes dropped to my eager cock. "Hmm, I see you're up and ready for more, honey," she teased.
"I will always be ready for more of you, baby," I grinned.
"Oh sure, you'd say that to any of the girls. I bet you'd fuck me right here and now on the balcony, 'IF' I'd let you." she teased.
"Hmm, that lube oozing out your pussy tells me that you wouldn't hold out too long," I smirked.
"Take a look at yourself - in the state you're in, you're anybody's," she concluded. In a smart mouth contest, between a man and woman, the woman always has the final word.
The band broke the rapport into which Gale and I had quickly fallen. The first shrill notes from the alto sax seared across the ballroom, bringing into focus the other playmates. As the Rainbow Trio began playing a hip swinging arrangement of St Louis Blues, a full two hours had passed since the "Initiation" that had made Ann and me the newest playmates in the group.
Gale and I finished our Champagne in a single swill and drifted back to join the others gathered loosely around the pad. Ann was with the handsome couple with whom she had been flirting in the spa, a massive Polynesian and his cute black American wife who had worn the indigo thong. They had introduced themselves to us earlier as, Tako and Tiffany.
As Ann prepared to take center stage and bring the night literally to its climax, she was more stunningly beautiful than I had ever seen her. Freshly applied eye makeup sent a new wave of lust into my throbbing cock. Her eyelashes had a more defining touch of mascara; her upper and lower lids were painted frosty, aqua blue and her mouth was now a slutty slash of bright geranium. Her nipples too had been artfully brushed with the same arousing colors.
Above the pad, the pleasure swing hung idly from a rafter to which it was attached by a swivel bolt. Laser light strobes had been placed to shoot rainbow colored beams upon the harness as soon as someone lay in it. Surrounding it, the braziers still burned brightly casting dancing shadows on the pad.
On a nod from Natalie, Ann, with the aid of the Tako whose hand she held for balance, and Tiffany who held her train, climbed the steps onto the pad and began to dance. She stood with her long shapely legs spaced wide apart to open both the split in her skirt and the rosy lips of her hot, shaven pussy. Nestled proudly within it, her ripe, pink clitoris stood glistening as her hips rotated to a wild, jungle rhythm that the drummer had begun.
