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CHAPTER 6

»…and that,» concluded Denise, Brian wants it to be.»

Sharon pursed her lips thoughtfully. She had dropped by her new friends house, early this morning, with a definite purpose in mind. She had found Denise near tears and loaded with a tragic tale to pour into someone's sympathetic ears. She had settled down with a drink in the living room of Denise's house and had listened to the pretty young wife spill out her tale of woe.

«H'mm. So Brian wants you to stay home while he comes to our party alone?»

«Exactly!» sobbed Denise, dabbing at her eyes with a hankie. «He wants to have all the fun and leave me sitting at home, wondering what he's doing. It ain't fair to me. Not only that, it wouldn't be fair to you and Duke. There would be an uneven number at the party.»

Sharon smiled and patted Denise's knee. «That's not much of a problem, darling. We often have uneven numbers in our group meetings. But I will admit it's unfair to you, but that isn't unusual either. We often find husbands like Brian. They want to be swappers, but they're reluctant to let their wives swap.» She chuckled. «What decision have you two made about his suggestion?»

«I told him we'd talk it over, but the way I feel the answer is no-hell no! I'm not about to let him go to your party by himself!»

Sharon eased back on the couch, sipped at her drink, and murmured, «Maybe you should let him go alone.»

«What?»

«It ties in nicety with the reason why I dropped by to see you this morning.» Sharon glanced at her watch. «The reason I'm here is to try and talk you into coming into the city with me today. To this studio where we hold our practice sessions for our TV shows.»

«You want me to watch you practice for your show?» Denise's eyes lit up.

«Not exactly. This is an off day. We don't work on our show today. We have this free time.»

«So?»

«After you and Brian visited our house last week, Duke has been bragging about you-and how beautiful you are. He's been giving raves about you. You sure must've impressed him, the way he's been bragging. The most beautiful girl in the world, the most photogenic and all that jazz.» Sharon regarded her fixedly.

Denise blushed.

Regarding her from stem to stern, Sharon nodded, «Come to think of it, darling, you are very pretty. Maybe Duke's right. Maybe you are photogenic. Maybe you would be right for a special movie?'

«A special move?»

Sharon chuckled. «In our spare time, in between our swap parties, and working for a living, the group from the studio gets together on occasion to make special short movies for use at our swap parties.»

«What kind of movies?»

«Group type movies. Usually of a girl or two, and a few men doing their things to each other. We show them at our swap parties to get our couples in the proper mood and to add spice to our affairs. We also put on exhibitions among our groupies. We have loads of fun.»

«Hah! And what's this all got to do with me, and Brian?»

«Like I said, it might be a good idea if you agree to let him come to our new group party alone. We'll have a few single girls there, too. And in the meantime, you come with me today to our studio … ?»

«What for?»

«To star in one of our stag type movies. One that we'll show at our swap party.»

Denise hopped to her feet, her head reeling. «Me! Star in a filthy movie? You're out of your mind. What if Brian finds out?»

«He will find out. At the party. But by the time he finds out, he'll be the star of some pictures himself. We intend to take some snapshots of him fucking hell out of the girls at the party. So if we have pictures of him screwing other girls, he can hardly object at pictures of you putting on an exhibition with a few men.»

«A few men?»

«We'll have three guys at the studio, and believe me, darling, these men are real men. Heavy hung bastards.» She glanced at her watch. «I told Brian I would meet him at the studio at ten. With you, if possible. If not, there will be other girls only too glad to help make the movie. How 'bout it, darling?» Sharon arose and fondly gathered the trembling girl to her embrace. «After all,» she murmured, «Brian is thinking of stepping out on you. Why don't you beat him to the punch.»

«But … but …» Denise wavered.

«If he decides not to go to the party, he'll never know because he won't see the film. If he does go, he'll be pictured giving his cock to other girls, so he can't find fault with you for doing what he, himself, is doing.»

The logic of the older girl seeped through Denise's tortured mind. It would serve him right. He was so damned self centered. Treating her like a laid. Wanting all the pleasures of life for himself.

The idea began to have merit. Maybe this dizzy idea would break up the wife swapping bit once and for all. If not, she would at least be on the same level with him.

«What time would I get home, if I agreed? Brian might not put in a full day at the office?»

«Just leave a note on the kitchen table. Tell him you've gone shopping in the city. You can follow me in your car. If you don't get home before him, the note'll explain things. You do go shopping once in a while, don't you?»

«I do, and I do leave him a note.» She hesitated for an agonizing minute. The whole idea was so far out. But she did have to do something to prove her point. To teach him a lesson. To point out that marriage is a two way match. He had started this swap kick. She had been against it from the start. Maybe this idea of Sharon's would work out. It was worth a try.

«I'll do it! Give me a few minutes. I'll get dressed.»

Duke greeted her with open arms and a big hug and kiss when she entered the studio with Sharon a short time later. Her knees were knocking and she felt weak and faint-hearted. During the drive to the city, her resolve had undergone a change.

Several times during the short drive to the city, she'd had an overwhelming urge to turn around and return home. She had resisted the urge by conjuring up thoughts of what Brian would be doing at the swap party. These thoughts keyed her up and cemented her resolve to go through with Sharon's plan.

Now in the private little studio room, encased in Duke's embrace, she felt more at ease. The big, ugly man greeted her with a father figure image and completely relaxed her jumpy nerves. «I'm scared, Duke,» she whispered, nuzzling up to him.

He stroked her shoulders and back. «Relax, honey. You'll be just fine.» He gave her a big hug and squeeze. He held her in his embrace while the cameraman adjusted his equipment. The setting was simple. A bedroom scene. On a stage. A queen sized bed. A dresser, vanity and bureau. Frilly, lacy curtains in the background. Spotlight at the front of the stage area, giving brilliant light. It would be a home movie like project, except that the people taking the pictures, and the actors, with the exception of her, were all professional type people.

The camera equipment, borrowed for the day from the regular TV show, was of the finest, complete with color and sound, and a couple of the regulars had volunteered to shoot the bedroom scene.

Denise watched nervously and with apprehension as the men and equipment moved into place. This wasn't fun and games. This was for real.

Duke stood with an arm wrapped around her slim waist. «Relax, honey, and act natural. There's nothing to it. When the cameraman gives the word, you just get up onto the stage, sit at the vanity and start brushing your hair. The rest of the scene will fall into place naturally. A young man will come up in back of you. He'll undress you. He'll start making love to you. You just follow his orders. Talk naturally. Don't shout, or scream.»

«Oh?» She peered around fearfully. The only ones present in the studio were her, Duke, Sharon and the cameraman.

«After you undress the first man, another guy will enter. He'll call the shots. Just relax, honey and do what they say.»

«Two men?» Her fears grew.

«And then the last man will show up. By then you should be well into it.» Duke smiled reassuringly.

«Three men?» She gulped, and felt faint again.

«Here, darling, have a drink!» Sharon handed her a glass.

Denise gulped it down, then held it out for a refill. Then another. The liquor had a soothing effect. Her nerves calmed. Her knees stopped knocking together. She felt completely relaxed. «I'm ready.»

«Good. Up you go!» Duke patted her on the ass and eased her onto the stage.

Denise sat at the vanity, picked up a handy brush and began brushing her hair. She hic-cupped a few times as the liquor churned around in her stomach. She crinkled her nose at her reflection in the mirror. The warming liquor had a warming effect.

One of the cameraman who was also dubbing as director, called out, «That's fine, Denise. We're starting to shoot. Now just relax and do what comes naturally. Don't stare at the cameras. Pretend we're not even here. Okay?»

«Gotcha,» mumbled Denise, giggling at her reflection in the mirror. She heard a door open and heard steps approaching her from behind.

She glanced upward at the mirror and sucked in a deep breath. A handsome young man was approaching her from the rear. A tall, blonde haired youth who appeared to be about twenty-five. The longhaired, handsome guy was dressed in a sports shirt and slacks.

«Hi, darling,» the young man breathed, taking the brush from her hand and brushing her hair. «Your husband is gone to work?» His voice was pleasant and resonant. She recognized him as being one of the actors who occasionally appeared on Sharon's show. One of the boys who danced while she sang.

Taking her cue, she nodded. «He left a short time ago.» She felt more relaxed. The tenseness was gone. She smiled. She was now an actress, playing a part. It reminded her of the time when she was a junior in high school and was playing the lead in the class play.

The handsome young man eased her to her feet, swept her into an embrace and pressed his lips to hers. He whispered, hoarsely, «Call me Joe.» He stroked her shoulders and asscheeks. She had on a mini outfit.

Overcoming her initial fears and qualms, Denise melted into his embrace. The liquor was working its magic. The feel of his strong fingers on her butt was heating her up. Joe was a handsome bastard.

He worked on her quickly. Joe was an old hand at this type of movie. He got right to the point. It was a quickie type show, not a full length picture. He quickly stripped her bare. His jaded eyes lit up in pleasure when he ogled naked Denise. At that moment he realized that Duke hadn't been just beating his gums about the beauty of this kid.

Denise was all Duke had bragged her to be. A breath-takingly beautiful teenager, with a shape that was out of this world. She was a brown-haired beauty with one hundred and eighteen pounds of curvy loveliness. Denise had a pair of knockers that were plump, solid and saucy with a marvelous pair of nipples on small seas of darker pinkish-white skin.

Joe had ogled many a pretty girl in his time, but he'd be the first to admit that this kid topped them all in sheer loveliness. He warmed up to his enjoyable task. He kissed her on the lips. He kissed her breasts. He cupped her melons in his hands. He took his cues from the cameraman-director and moved Denise around for best viewing.

«How about undressing me, darling?» he breathed huskily.

Denise, caught up by the action, and heated up by his actions, fumbled around and finally got his slacks and shirt off. She stepped back with a look of awe on her pretty face.

«Wow! What a big prick you have, Joe!» Her eyes lit up in appreciation, and she uttered the words truthfully and naturally.

The interested onlookers smiled in appreciation. This kind of natural reaction was just what they wanted. It would make the picture a huge success. Duke prided himself on having thought up this idea of having Denise star in the movie for his upcoming swap party.

Joe nodded. He was proud of his big cock. Taking his cue from the director, he eased Denise down to a squatting position. «How 'bout sucking me off, darling?»

Denise squatted down, almost in a trance. She was drawn to the big cock almost like to a magnet She opened her mouth and took the wonderful cock. In. Out. She sucked it gently and eagerly. She moved around at Joe's urging. Joe was easing her into better camera position at signals from the silent director. When the director signaled enough, Joe eased her to her feet.

He eased her over to the bed and onto her back. He spread her legs and lifted her knees and positioned her for some good shots by the camera crew. He stood aside momentarily while the camera guys shot the delectable teenager from all angles and curves. Then at the signal from the cameraman, Joe eased onto the bed. «How 'bout if I suck you off, darling?»

«Be my guest!» Denise humped her pussy upward invitingly.

Joe dove in between her legs, being careful not to obliterate the view.

The cameraman zoomed in and out of the sylvan scene. Expertly they caught the action on film. The director motioned for further action. Joe eased around into a sixty-nine position. Eagerly he slurped at the tiny cunt. The owner of the tiny cunt eagerly slurped and sucked his enormous cock.

Denise no longer had any fears or qualms about what she was doing. She was hot to trot. The warming drinks had heated her. Joe's hot tongue had added to the heat and his big cock sliding in and out of her mouth turned hex on completely. She gurgled, moaned, whimpered and thoroughly enjoyed the action.

The cameras faithfully recorded the action, and the sounds of pleasure emanating from the suckers on the bed. Now the suckers turned to fuckers at a signal from the director.

Denise whimpered and moaned in ecstasy when Joe shoved his big cock into her tiny cunt. «God, what a big prick you have, Joe!»

«The better to fuck you with, m'dear!» Joe was delighted the way the action was going. He was being well paid for his part in this film. He was being well paid for doing what came naturally, and for playing a part he enjoyed. If he'd known this girl was going to be so beautiful and so tight, he would've volunteered to do this bit for free. As it was he was getting well paid and was now being well fucked by the tightest pussy he'd ever entered.

His cup of joy that was filled to overflowing took a sudden nose dive when actor number two appeared on the scene. He forced a smile to his face, in keeping with the part he was playing, when he peered up between strokes into Denise's cute pussy, and saw the naked man standing beside the bed.

«Oh, hi, Bill! Nice to see you.» He forced a joyous note into his voice, though at the moment he kind a wished he could've finished fucking this gorgeous chick.

Bill, handsome brown-haired youngster of about twenty-four, with a marvelous physique and a light coat of tan on his white body, smiled down at the fucking duo. His prick, which was even larger than Joe's was bone hard. Holding his big prick in his hand, he asked, «Can I join in?»

Joe grinned. «Sure. There's enough of Denise for both of us. Hop aboard.» He generously pulled his hot cock from the steaming cunt. «Be my guest!» He squatted alongside and watched while Bill shoved into the cunt he'd just been giving hell.

Denise squealed in dismay and pleasure .at the switch. She would have rather continued finishing off Joe, since they had gotten so far into the thing. The abrupt departure of Joe's big cock was a bit nerve-wracking, but the disappointment was short lived when she felt big Bill's big cock sliding into her pussy. She moaned and whimpered-in delight. «Your cock is even bigger than Joe's!» Her voice was filled with overtones of joy.

Again the onlookers smiled happily. Denise's reactions were perfect-and natural. The expression on her pretty face, the remarks she made and the moans and whimpers of joy were exactly right. She couldn't have done better if they'd rehearsed the scene a hundred times. By doing what came naturally and saying what popped into her mind, Denise was perfect for the fucking part she was playing. A natural.

«Fuck me, Bill!» she screamed, not too loudly, but effectively. «Fuck the shit out of me, you big cocked bastard … Like wow! I'm gonna cum … flick it to me … Aaaaaaaah … Ooooooh …» She moaned, wiggled, mouthed obscenities and moved her ass up and down like a yo-yo. The entire scene being recorded on camera was that of a happy girl being well fucked by two men. They took turns banging her.

Again and again she spasmed. Again and again they switched sides.

Somewhere in between her comings and their goings, a third man appeared on the scene. Another handsome young man. A tall, black-haired adonis with an even larger prick than the other two. Harry was his name. A handsome, white man with a handsome prick. He joined the rotation in gang fucking the teenaged darling.

Denise lay on her back and took the three bastards on in rotation. She lost count of time and pricks. She no longer cared about anything except getting those lovely cocks shoved into her cunt.

Gradually the scene changed. Instead of Joe, Bill and Harry just plugging her cunt, they began to improvise. They began fucking her mouth, her asshole and between her breasts, as well as in her cunt. The three horny bastards, at cues from the director, ravished the teenaged darling from every conceivable angle and curve.

She took them in the mouth. She took them up her ass. She took them between her tits. She took them in the cunt and the final scene showed her taking all three at one time. A sex sandwich. She was laying atop Harry, with his huge cock rammed up her cunt. Bill was ravishing her asshole at the same time and she was sucking Joe's cock.

All three cocks were in her at the same time. All three guys came at almost the same time, filling her cunt, asshole and mouth with big wads of hot, creamy, salty cum.

It was all recorded for posterity on film.

For posterity and for initial showing at the next swap party-a party Brian didn't want her to attend.