John Friday
Swapping families

CHAPTER ONE

"You know what they're doing, don't you?" A sly, cat-like grin curved Salena's sensuous lips. "They're all fucking each other." Just saying the word seemed to excite her.

"No." Mary almost screamed. Her slender body trembled, and she raised her hands to cover her ears. She didn't want to hear anything else her best friend might say.

"They are!" Salena insisted. "I'll bet right now my dad is sticking his big cock in your mother's cunt. And my morn has a pillow tucked under her ass, and she's fucking your father's balls off!"

"I don't believe it!" Mary sobbed.

Her limpid blue eyes clenched shut, and silvery tears streaked down her blushing cheeks.

Salena sighed find tossed her long red-gold hair. "Mary, I'm sorry it upsets you, but it happens to be true. When the guys get here with the pictures, you'll see for yourself."

"I won't look at those awful pictures!" Mary began to wring her hands as she spoke. "I don't want to believe it even… even if it's true."

"It's true, all right. Mr. Winslow has one of those cameras that develops its own pictures in a minute, and Mike found a whole box of color prints his father keeps hidden in the back of the closet. They show your parents and mine, the Winslows and the Franklins too, all of them naked and fucking each other in ways you can't even imagine."

"Our nice friendly neighborhood group," Mary said with a mournful sigh of resignation.

She'd suspected something like this for several months. The four families got together frequently for weekend parties or barbecues, and recently she noticed how her father would grin and wet his lips whenever he could look down the front of Dina Franklin's dress and feast his eyes on her enormous tits. He also liked to stand beside Salena's curvaceous mother and pat her shapely ass.

The other adults all did similar things that even a shy, inhibited young teen like Mary could not help noticing. But at first, she dismissed it all. She thought the adults were just flirting and fooling around like school kids – a bunch of bored middle aged parents all trying vainly to relive their youth.

Now Mary had little choice but to accept the truth. Salena had already seen the pictures Mike Winslow found, and in a few minutes, he and his friend Ben would be bringing the best of the prints to Salena's house for them all to see.

Salena smiled wickedly. She seemed to be enjoying the whole thing. She was just a year older than Mary, but far more experienced. She had always been the bold and reckless one.

Her body had ripened early. Her little tits had swelled to bite-size several years ago. Now they bulged, full and firm beneath her filmy, low-cut blouse. Her slender waist and the womanly flare of her hips were accented by her tight-fitting red shorts. Below, her long and smoothly tapered legs completed her look of lusty invitation.

Mary felt drab sitting beside her. Because she was SO timid and shy, especially around boys, she didn't realize she was as attractive as her friend, but in a different way.

Mary's delicate features gave her a sweet, almost angelic look. Silky waves of flaxen hair framed her pretty face, accenting the deep blue of her innocent, fawn-like eyes. Though not yet in full blossom, her small, girlish figure was finely curved. Her small, painted tits stood out taut and firm.

What separated the two most of all was the difference in attitude. The pair had been neighbors and best friends for most of their lives, but their personalities developed as differently as night and day.

Salena seemed proud when she told Mary about losing her cherry three years before. She'd gone to a beach party with seven members of a college fraternity.

"They all got drunk and stripped me naked," Salena had said breathlessly. "Then they held me down on a blanket and took turns fucking me."

Then she flashed a lewd grin and her green eyes twinkled brightly.

"After the first two guys, they didn't need to hold me. I liked fucking so much, I fucked them all three times!"

Mary could only shiver and feel cold waves of disgust, even now. She was still cherry and was often teased about it by other girls at school. Her name didn't help. In the locker room after gym class a group of them would sometimes dance around her naked chanting: "Virgin Mary, quite contrary, how does your cherry grow?"

At least Salena was kind, enough to take no part in such teasing. In fact, she defended her friend whenever they were together. The bond between them was very strong.

Mary heaved a pensive sigh and slumped back into the soft cushions of the couch, curved to fill the corner of the living room.

"I shouldn't have told you about it," Salena said. "I should learn to keep my big mouth shut."

"It's not your fault," Mary said with a sniffle. "I-I knew. At least I suspected."

For the last several months, Mary's parents and the three other couples had supposedly been driving out to the coast, one weekend a month, to have dinner together and dance on the hotel terrace under the stars.

"It's so romantic," Mary's mother had said. "And we all need to get away once in awhile."

They all spent Saturday night at the hotel, supposedly to avoid the long drive home late at night. Now after all Salena had said, Mary found herself wondering if the four couples ever danced at all.

"I wanted to have everybody over this weekend," Salena went on, her sly smile creeping back, "because I don't think it's fair for our parents to have all the fun."

Mary could not manage any kind of reply. She sat staring blankly at the wall. She could see her mother naked and spreading her slender legs for Mr. Winslow, Mike's father.

"I've had the hots for Mike a long time," Salena said. Mary blinked at the sound of her voice and the vivid image of her mother's lust vanished. "But I've never done anything about it until now. With our parents all being best friends, I thought it would be just too much to handle."

Mary shrugged woodenly and gazed back at the wall. Now in her mind, she could see her mother fuckinj. Mr. Franklin. His strong, hairy body pressed her flat, and he was whipping his huge thick prick shaft in and out of her cunt.

"And I thought you might have same fun with Ben," Salena went on. "You two are alike in a lot of ways."

"You mean shy and sexless?" Mary said in a tone of distraction.

In a strange way, her imaginings had excited her. She felt a curious flood of warmth spreading in her cunt.

"No, not sexless," Salena said, although that thought had crossed her mind. "Just shy. I thought if I got you and Ben together…"

"That I might want to fuck like my mother?" Mary's voice had a keen cutting edge, and Salena decided it would be best not to reply.

A knock sounded at the door, and Salena leaped up with a grateful sigh. "That must be the guys now."

Mike came in first, tall and ruggedly handsome like his father – well over six feet tall. He had a craggy face topped with dark wavy hair. Although Mary had never paid any real attention to him, she could see now why Salena was so interested. His broad, thick shoulders nearly filled the doorway.

"Hi, Salena." His dark, piercing eyes gazed up and down her lush curves, and the massive cock bulge in his tight-fitting jeans began to throb.

"Hi, Mike," she answered in a deep, throaty voice.

Salena grinned and lowered her gaze almost at once to the huge prick-bulge pulsing between his legs.

"Oooh, and hi, Ben," she said as an afterthought.

Poor Ben! Mary thought. He's the one kid at school teased more about his name than me. Why the Franklins ever named their son Ben, I can't imagine. He suffers a lot of teasing, especially in history class.

And that wasn't all. Ben's tangle of sandy hair always looked like a haystack after a windstorm, and he had to wear thick glasses that made his misty brown eyes look four times their normal size.

But Ben's gentle, fun-loving nature appealed to Mary. She greeted him warmly and motioned for him to join her on the curved sectional couch. He sat down smiling, but breathing in anxious gasps.

"Well, here we are…" Ben said.

"I wonder what our parents are doing right now?" Salena asked coyly.

Mike laughed. "If I know my dad, he's fucking your mother for the second or third time."

"Why my mother?" Salena teased.

"Because she looks so much like you… long, fiery hair and sexy as hell."

"He might rather suck an Dina Franklin's big tits," Salena said, fishing for more praise. "Ben's mother has the biggest tits I ever saw!"

"But my dad is more of an ass man like me. He likes a nice firm, shapely ass."

"You think your father would like my ass?" Salena asked as she did a slow turn, smiling as she felt the heat of Mike's leering gaze.

"He'd have your shorts off before you could say fuck."

"And my tits aren't exactly small," Salena said boldly.

She turned again, cupping her hands beneath her tits to bulge her thick dark nipples against the filmy covering of her thin blouse.

"Not small at all!" Mike agreed. His thick tongue flicked anxiously as his lips curved into a lusty grin.

Mary shuddered and looked away. She thought it was shameless the way Salena flaunted herself.

"I could never do anything like that," she said, giving voice to her private thoughts.

"I wouldn't want you to," Ben said softly. Her head spun toward him in a swirl of flaxen hair. She hadn't realized she'd spoken aloud. She grinned shyly.

"I'm glad."

"Let's put on some music and dance," Salena suggested. "That's what our parents are supposed to be doing."

She chuckled and snapped a tape cartridge into the stereo set against the far wall. A throbbing disco beat filled the room, and Salena's lush body began to sway.

"Come on, Mike… dance with me." Salena held out her arms and racked her hips suggestively.

"Anything for an excuse to get my body close to yours!"

"What makes you think you need an excuse?" Salena pressed the sleek dome of her pussy mound against the straining hardness of Mike's thick cock.

"Aaahhhh," he gasped.

His meaty prick shaft swelled hard and straightened itself, standing so stiff and tall that his cock head bulged out of his pants under his shirt.

"I saw your father's cock in those pictures, but yours looks even bigger." Salena swept her hands down to finger his balls and the base of his huge cock. "Hummmm, and your cock's so hot I can feel it right through your clothes."

Salena pressed her body close again, pulsing and swaying with lewd but rhythmic grace. She rocked her shoulders and raked her thick hard nipples across Mike's chest.

"You're pretty hot yourself," he said.

"Yeah, I think I'd better get rid of some clothes. They'll just be in the way later."

"Not too much later, I hope!"

Mike's cock was already so aching hard, he couldn't stand it. And seeing Salena peel off her thin blouse made his mighy prick burn with desire.

She smiled, dropping her blouse to the floor. She never wore a bra. Her jutting tits needed no artificial support. They curved so sharply that her dark nipples thrust up at an inviting angle.

"Gruuungh," Mike groaned, barely in control. She stroked his chest with long, wavering fingers, gliding down to the bulged mass of prickmeat throbbing at his groin.

"We'd better let that big fucker out before it rips your rants," she said, tugging playfully at Mike's belt, timing her moves to the drumming disco beat.

"Yeah!" Mike gasped joyously when she opened his fly.

His cock leaped and twitched, still bound in by the elastic band ringing his shorts.

"It's the biggest, hottest cock I ever saw!"

"You make it that way," he told her. "It's never been so fucking big before."

"I want to make your cock bigger still!" Salena sank to her knees and dragged Mike's pants and shorts down, then reached back to grip the naked shaft of his enormous cock.

"God, your prick's as big around as my arm," she moaned.

Mary watched with a dazed look in her eyes. The lewd display seemed no more real to her than the visions she'd imagined flashing on the wall. She never thought that even Salena could be so brazen.

Salena bowed her head forward and kissed the blue-red crown of Mike's cock, running her wet tongue slowly around the thick ridge of hot cock flesh.

"This will make your cock bigger and harder still," she said with rasping breath.

"Shit… if it doesn't make me shoot!"

Mike clenched his teeth and strained the ribbons of muscle lacing his groin to hold back a steaming charge of jism boiling in his egg-sized nuts.

Salena ovaled her lips and slid them over his bulging cockhead, pulling and sucking as she inched down his vein-ridged prick shaft.

"Hhhhaaaagh," he gasped sharply. The pressure steamed and throbbed in his aching balls.

Salena stroked his swollen nuts while her taut lips slid hungrily, down his long cock shaft.

"Ooooh, shit! That's it!" Mike thrust forward with a wild lunge and sank his massive hard-on into her mouth. "I can't hold back any more!"

Thick dark curls of sweaty cockhair tickled Salena's lips. She gasped in startled delight when he stuffed her sinewy throat full. Then she felt his huge prick twitch, shivering violently in the tight, velvety-smooth channel of her throat.

"Hhhaaarrrgh!" Mike roared, reaming and twisting his gushing prick deeper into her throat.

Ripples of pleasure seethed and swarmed over every raw nerve along his big prick. His bulbous cock head swelled far back in her throat, then spit hot fuck-cream that splattered the damp walls of her throat.

"Muuhhhh," Salena moaned.

For an instant, she thought she might gag. Even dry, Mike's big cock was almost more than her throat could hold. Now it strained and heaved with each wet shot of jizz.

He coiled his fingers in her long hair and tugged, grinding her lips into his bushy mat of cockhair. His hips jerked back, dragging his long gleaming cock shaft halfway out of her mouth. Then he rammed his cock back in with a savage grunt of satisfaction.

"Cuuuunnning! I love the way you suck cock!" Salena could only gulp and moan. His giant prick kept spurting slick jism faster than she could swallow. The salty-sweet fuck-juice welled up in her throat and bubbled from her clinging lips.

With Mike's strong hands tangled in her hair, she could not move her head. He held her, whipping tier head back and forth as he pumped his hot, wet cock rapidly in and out.

"Ooooh, baby… you're going to make me cum a whole quart!"

Sal ma gurgled, and more silvery slime ran lint the corners of her clenched lips.

"Gluuungh," she gasped, dizzy from the frenzy of Mike's brutal fuck-motions.

Mary's hazy blue eyes shied from the furious pounding that Salena seemed to be loving and hating at the same time. Ben kept his gaze fixed on the lewd pair, and he felt his own cock swell steely hard just from the thrill of watching.

Salena's lush tits bounced and trembled each time Mike rammed in his stiff cock, thumping his hairy loins hard against her lips. Her hands fluttered, reaching blindly for his balls.

Though her eyes were opened wide, Salena could see only blurred motion and could feel nothing but the steaming spurts of thick fuck-cream that seemed so searing-hot when she gulped it down.

Mary glanced down and chanced to see Ben fingering the stiff swelling of his cock. His prick throbbed inside his pants just as Mike's had done earlier. She gulped nervously, fearful that Ben might want her – or force her – to suck his cock.

"I can't!" she said in a quaking voice.

"Can't what?" Ben jerked his hand away from his hardened cock, but his prick shaft continued its lewd pulsing inside his pants. He wasn't even thinking about Mary.

"Er, I-I can't watch any more."

Ben sighed. He knew Mary's reputation, and he hadn't really expected her to change. At least not so soon.

"It's kind of exciting in a way," he said.

Mary clenched her eyes shut and shook her head. She would never admit it – not even to herself – but watching Mike fuck Salena's eager mouth had started a warm and disturbing flow of creamy cunthoney in her cherry cunt.

Ben stroked her hand with a soft, consoling gesture, but he avoided her gaze when she blinked and looked at him. He knew what Mike had in mind all along – he was far more interested in popping Mary's sweet little cherry than in anything the lusty Salena might offer.

And Ben, for all his shyness, could hardly wait to get his cock into Salena's sleek cunt. Her pussy was fringed with the same shade of gleaming redgold hair that flounced down her back. He felt his cock throb as he stared at her damp, gleaming cunt hair trying to imagine what the depths of her fiery pussy might be like.

Then he hissed out a long, deflating breath. Whatever Salena's cunt was like, he knew Mike would feel it first. The two of them had been friends and neighbors since childhood, just like Mary and Salena.

But Mike was the handsome one who always attracted the girls, and Ben had grown used to his role as a tag-along. When he got to fuck some sexy chick, it was only because she was hanging around trying to get Mike's attention.

After several long minutes, Mike finally pumped his huge cock dry. He let his tightly clenched hands slide down through Salena's silky hair, and she gave his drained nuts a last teasing stroke with her fingers.

"Yyyuuummm!" she said. "I wasn't sure I could swallow all your hot jizz. That's the biggest and best cock I ever sucked!"

Her fingers snaked around his wet cock shaft and began pumping it back to full straining vigor.

"The best is yet to come," Mike said.

Salena purred and whipped her hand up and down his cum-glazed cock, smiling because she assumed he meant fucking her sultry cunt. She couldn't see that he had turned his head to eye the trembling blonde cherry sitting on the couch.

"My parents have a big round bed," Salena said.

"Oooh, yeah?" The way she kept whipping his wet cock had it almost fully erect again. "Why don't we go try it out?"

Mike had more on his mind than just popping Mary's tender cherry cunt. Ever since he'd found the pictures his father kept hidden, he'd been thinking about Salena's sexy, lusciously curved mother. He wanted to fuck her too.

For now, being in her big round bed with her lusty look-alike daughter was the best he could do.

Salena rose and took Mike's hand to show him the way.