The Pleasure Collection, Swingers Series Boxed Set: #1 House of Pleasure, #2 The Pleasure Party and #3 Possession of Pleasure (3 page)

      "I was taking Nicola to the back halls for a tour," Jack said. "Why don't you two come along."

      Perry nodded and slipped her arm around Greg's waist. "Do you think they're ready for the tour?" She asked in a teasing voice.

      Jack turned to face Nicola. He looked into her eyes. She could barely breathe when she realized he was moving closer. He was going to kiss her, right in front of Greg. His lips met hers and she felt a jolt of heat run through her. When Greg made no move to stop them, Jack's arms slipped around her and one hand squeezed her ass while the other pulled her into his chest and his tongue was in her mouth and she felt herself grow wet with desire as her pussy ached and she didn't care that their partners were standing less than a foot from them.

      Jack drew back and let her go suddenly. She nearly fell over, she was so thrown off balance but Greg caught her in his arms from behind. She sagged into him.

      "Well, that was quite a show," he murmured into her ear. She glanced back at him nervously. His face showed no signs of annoyance, though. In fact, she could feel his hard cock against the back of her skirt, pushing against her ass as he continued to hold her.

      After an awkward beat, Perry laughed, a high, tinkling giggle. "Let's go, we're not getting any younger," she said, turning to lead the way. Jack placed his hand on the small of her back and followed. Nicola and Greg stared after them, and then quickly hurried after them as they threatened to disappear into the crowd.

      They stared around them as they headed for the dark chasm of halls. Some of the open rooms that lined the dance floor were now occupied, but in shadows. Still, Nicola could make out naked flesh and movement. She watched Jack and Perry disappear into the dark halls at the end of the row of rooms and Greg grabbed her hand as they followed.

      Jack stopped and turned to face them. "If the doors are closed, they're occupied. Sometimes you'll find the windows are not covered, so feel free to look in." Greg moved ahead of her to check out the rooms and found one with an uncovered window. He beckoned her over, his mouth hanging open. "Oh my god," he breathed. "Check out this party."

      Nicola scurried to the window and looked in. There were maybe six people inside, all naked. One woman was leaning against a man who was fondling her breasts and rubbing against her ass with his cock while another man was licking her pussy. Her head was thrown back and she was moaning. Another woman straddled another man and was riding him as he thrashed beneath her.

      They continued to watch for a while, and Nicola's need to have a hard cock fill her grew almost unbearable. She looked over at Jack and Perry, who were patiently waiting and watching their reactions.

      Eddie the security guard approached and shook Jack's hand. "Going in, sir?" he asked.

      Jack locked eyes with Nicola. "Yes, I believe we are. Is the room ready?"

      "Always, sir. Go right in."

      "Cover the window."

      Eddie turned to walk down the dark hallway to a room at the end that he unlocked and entered.

      Greg finally tore his gaze away from the orgy as Perry appeared beside him and took him buy the hand to lead him down the hall. He went, raising his eyebrows at Nicola as he passed her. Nicola turned to Jack.

      "What are we doing?" she murmured. Her alcohol buzz combined with the wild desire simmering in her made her not care that he didn't answer her. Instead he took her arm and steered her to the end of the hall and into the room on Perry and Greg's heels.

      The room was dimly lit and simply adorned. A large section of the floor was covered in a king-sized mattress. On the other side of the room was a table with various sex toys, silk ropes and a stack of towels, and there was an X-shaped wooden piece attached to the wall with metal restraints on each end.

      Perry began undressing immediately. She watched Greg as she slowly lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. She slipped out of her shoes and panties. She hadn't been wearing a bra and she ran her hands over her full breasts sensually before turning to run her hands under Jack's leather vest and slip it off, over his muscular shoulders. Nicola and Greg stood frozen, watching as Perry then unzipped Jack's jeans and pushed them down. He helped her by kicking them off entirely. His boxer briefs hugged his thick, strong-looking thighs and the bulge in the front was growing. Greg was watching Perry as her hand trailed over Jack's bulge, and then slide down his flat stomach under the waistband. She fondled him for a few moments, causing his eyes to narrow to slits and he let out a low groan of pleasure. Then she removed her hand and pushed him onto the bed into a seated position. She turned around to face Greg and Nicola and slid backward on the bed, her shapely legs spread wide, baring her shaved pussy for Greg's viewing pleasure. Jack lay back on the bed, his feet still on the floor, as Perry moved her ass onto his chest and worked his underwear over his hard cock and pushed them down his legs, her ass rising into his face, until he was able to kick these off as well.

      Nicola stared at his cock, her breath quickening. It was huge. How did Perry take that on, small as she was? Perry lowered her self until she was seated on stomach, his hard shaft rubbing up against her splayed pussy, that was glistening wet. She grasped his cock, one hand over an other, lubricating it with her own juices. Jack moaned as she moved her hands in opposite directions, up and down, and then she formed a ring around the base of his cock with one hand and tilted her head at Nicola.

      "Want a taste?"

      Nicola began to stammer, but Greg intervened. "Maybe next time," he said, his voice hoarse as he gazed at Perry as she shrugged and slid off the bed to position herself between Jack's thighs. She took him in her mouth and Greg grabbed Nicola, his breath now coming in shallow pants, and tugged her skirt off. She had never seen him so turned on, so desperate for her, and her body was responding in a way that she had never felt before. He ripped off her tank top and thrust both of his hands inside the bra, unable to focus enough to unhook it, unable to wait. Her clit was throbbing when he turned her around and pulled down her panties, then unhooked the bra, allowing her breasts to swing free as he kicked the panties aside and worked on taking off his own clothes.

      Nicola had a moment with her hands on the bed next to Jack and her feet planted on the floor, waiting for her husband to fuck her from behind, when Jack looked up at her. He half smiled at her through his mindless pleasure from his wife's tongue and lips and hands and he reached for her hair that was tumbling over her face and brushed it aside so he could look her into her eyes.

      Greg moved behind her a moment later and pushed his cock into her and she stared at Jack as the aching pleasure from just that one thrust filling her heated her through, sending tingles to her fingertips, and then he began to thrust faster, grinding into her urgently, and she could hear him moaning in short bursts with each thrust. "Unh, unh, unh!" Perry shifted again and nudged Jack to slide over closer to Nicola so that she was almost on top of him as Greg pounded her from behind. This only heightened her excitement and she felt her orgasm starting to build.

      Perry climbed on top of Jack and slid herself down onto his huge shaft, gasping and moaning as she did, and she arched her back until she could reach Greg's hand and pull it around her and onto her breasts. He moaned and kneaded them, gaining speed and knocking Nicola onto Jack's hard chest. Jack lifted his head immediately, hot breaths on her face and her lips found his just as the searing pleasure overtook her and exploded inside her in a hot, wet rush. She shuddered against his skin as Greg and Perry finished within seconds of each other, Perry emitting a high-pitched wail and Greg groaned loudly, falling into her. Perry continued to bounce up and down until Jack writhed beneath her and groaned as he came inside of her, thrusting his hips up against her.

      They were all in a pile of arms and legs and cock and pussy and hot and wet and Greg was the first to extract himself. He slid out of Nicola with a sigh and reached for a towel from the pile on the table. Perry hopped off the bed next, and Greg tossed a clean towel to her. "Is this how you welcome all new guests to your club?" he asked, grinning. Nicola rolled over and reached for her panties by the side of the bed. She pulled them on quickly, shy all of a sudden. Jack watched her, his full lips curving into a sleepy smile.

      Perry giggled at Greg's question and reached for her dress. She slipped it over her head and walked over to him. "No, silly. We prefer the comfort of our home for these kinds of things."

      Nicola lay back on the bed, her heart still pounding. She turned to look at Jack, feeling his eyes still on her.

      "Next time it'll be you and me," Jack whispered.

      "Jack," Perry called. Nicola quickly sat up and reached for her bra. "These two have to come to our next party."

      "Yes, we'd love to," Greg answered readily.

      Jack stood and reached for his jeans. Nicola got a good view of his shapely ass as he bent to pull them on. God, even his back was muscled and broad. She tore her eyes away and stood to find her clothes.

      "When you're ready to leave let me know and we'll exchange information," he said, his voice relaxed and easy. Nicola focused on taking deep breaths. She wasn't sure she could talk at all, right now, and everyone else was chatting as if they had just been out to lunch together.

      "Great," Perry trilled, slipping on her shoes. "Well, I don't know about y'all but I am thirsty. I'm headed for the bar. Jack?"

      Jack smiled and slipped into his vest and shoes. "Yes, I'm right behind you." He winked back at Nicola and Greg. "Take your time in here, and we'll see you at the bar. And at the party."

      Greg turned to his wife as the door clicked shut. "Woah, what a night! Can you believe it?"

      "No," Nicola breathed. Her heart rate was slowly returning to normal. Her hands were no longer trembling. Her cheeks, she could feel, were likely flushed. Who could blame her for that? "Honey," she began, "I'm feeling a little tipsy, and strange, and...I'm not sure what. But could we just leave?"

      Greg walked over to her and took her by the arms, pulled her into a brief hug. "Of course, yeah. It's got to be late, anyway. I would guess after two o'clock but who knows, we had to check our phones at the door."

      Nicola felt relief flooding through her. It had been a wild night, and she needed to collect herself, and get some sleep. Sleep off this insanity. And her desire for more. She felt these embers glowing inside of her. She hoped Greg couldn't tell. Surely he had had his fun and was ready to resume their normal life.

      She waited for him to speak. He kissed her forehead. "Why don't you run to the front desk, if you can find your way out of this maze, and pick up our phones. I'll meet you by the exit."

      "Where are
you
going?"

      He looked at her with a confused expression. "I'm going to get Jack and Perry's info. For the party."

      "What? We're actually going?" A wave of dizziness nearly overtook her. She reached behind her to grab the edge of the table. The dizzy feeling was immediately swept away by excitement. She tried to sound calm. Nonchalant. "Oh, sure. Go on, then, I'll go get our things." She giggled, reassuringly, as Greg's expression had changed to concern. "Find Eddie the security guard. He'll show me the way."

      Greg relaxed visibly and grinned. "Will do. Hang here a minute."

      Ten minutes later they were in the car and headed out of the city. No longer blindfolded, Nicola could see where they had been, and recognized it as an industrial area near the airport.

      Greg was quiet for a while, smiling to himself and guiding them to the highway that would take them home.

      Nicola's mind raced. She reached for her husband's arm and squeezed it. "Can you believe this night?" She finally blurted.

      "I know! I can't, I really can't believe it!" Greg was practically yelling. He glanced at her, his eyes dancing. "It was pretty wild, right? Happy birthday!"

     
Happy birthday to you, too,
Nicola thought.
You sure enjoyed yourself
. She leaned her head back on the headrest and sighed, thinking of Jack. Was it okay to think of him this way? Was it okay to be secretly thrilled that Greg had gotten their information? Were they actually going to go to the party, though, and what kind of party could it possibly be?

      Anything was possible. Everything was possible. She felt herself grow warm and moist down there again, thinking of possibilities. Greg glanced at her again, sensing her arousal. Like a moth to flame, he was, when she was turned on.

      They drove the rest of the way in silence, lost in their own sexual thoughts and squirming in their seats. Finally Greg pulled into the driveway and they both bolted from the car to the front door. Greg had one hand on the key in the lock, fumbling with it as his other hand squeezed her breasts and ran roughly down her stomach into the waistband of her short skirt. Nicola panted against his neck, feeling her pussy grow swollen with need. She pressed against him, wrapping one leg around his body, and ground into his crotch. His cock was rock hard again and the door finally swung open and they fell into their dining room.

      "Oh, baby," Greg moaned, pushing her roughly to the floor and tugging off her skirt and panties together. "You're so hot tonight!" He pushed down his pants and she cried out as he pressed the head of his cock against her, teasing her pulsing clit, and then pushed inside, grinding deep into her, her pleasure mounting immediately and growing hotter and hotter with each hard thrust. He fit perfectly with her, and she grabbed his bare ass and pulled him deeper still. He groaned with pleasure and picked up his pace, thrusting faster and faster, and then he grabbed her ankles and pulled them up onto his shoulders and she exploded in searing ecstasy just before Greg fell against her chest with a final shuddering sigh.