Free Swing by Opal Carew Page B

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    Pleasure tore through her, shattering in its intensity. She clung to the two male heads sucking her breasts. The
    men watched her face contort in bliss as she careened to heaven, and back again.
    Ty slid from her pussy and Dark Hair shifted to his knees in front of her. His cock nudged her opening and he slid
    inside. He thrust in and out as Tawny Hair pumped his own cock while watching them. Ty smiled and stroked her
    hair as she plummeted into another orgasm.
    Next, Tawny Hair entered her and she squeezed him with her inner muscles. His cock stimulated her vagina in
    wild and wonderful ways as he swayed his hips from side to side as he plunged inside her. Ty and Dark Hair
    stroked her breasts lightly and, within moments, she catapulted into yet another orgasm. Finally she collapsed,
    sated, on the mattress.
    The men tucked their cocks away and, Ty helped her to her feet. Each of them gave her a long, warm hug, then
    kissed her. Her two new friends waved as they continued to the beach.
    Suzanne noticed the time on the tal , stone clock tower across the patio. Eight fifty.
    "Ty, I'm meeting Melissa for breakfast so I have to get a move on. I'm going to introduce her to some people,
    hopefully make her a little more comfortable with the resort. Would you do me a favor?"
    "Of course."
    "I'l get Maurice, the maître d', to cal you when we leave the restaurant. I need you to give me . . . oh, twenty minutes . . . then cal me on my cell phone."
    "What have you got up your sleeve?"
    She glanced at the clock again. She had arranged to meet Melissa in ten minutes. She was afraid if she was late,
    she might lose this opportunity.
    "Just call me and I'll explain later."
    Melissa followed Suzanne into the dining room. Bright sunlight filtered in from the tall windows overlooking a
    fantastic ocean view. A light stream of people wandered along the boardwalk at the edge of the white, sandy
    beach beyond.
    The maître d' led them past a buffet of fresh tropical fruits, eggs, breakfast meats, breads, pastries, and other
    assorted treats. He stopped at a table in the corner of the restaurant with windows facing both the ocean and a
    lovely patio garden. A smiling couple sat at the table. The man rose and pulled out a chair for Suzanne as the
    maître d" held Melissa's chair, then shifted it forward as she sat down.
    "So nice of you to join us, Suzanne." The woman smiled, her gaze falling on Melissa. "Who is your lovely friend?"
    "Giselle, Armand, this is Melissa. She's another virgin."
    Melissa's back stiffened. What had she gotten herself into?
    Armand, a tall man in his late thirties smiled at her. He was very attractive, in a debonair way, with his dark
    brown hair flowing back from his face in thick waves, his fine physique showcased in a gray silk shirt that
    tapered at the waist, setting off his broad shoulders.
    "So nice to meet you, Melissa."
    Oh, heavens, he had the merest trace of a French accent. It was sooo sexy. He took her hand and kissed it,
    brushing lightly over her knuckles with his full lips. Tingles rippled through her.
    "So, Melissa, how do you like the resort so far?"
    "It's quite beautiful. A lovely spot."
    Suzanne leaned toward Giselle. "She's a little overwhelmed by the goings-on here. I thought it might help if she
    could chat to you two, so you could share the benefit of your experience."
    "Of course, Melissa. We'd be happy to answer any questions you have."
    Giselle's pert nose crinkled with her bright, friendly smile. Melissa felt her tension ease a little.
    Giselle's hand stoked over Armand's. Melissa was struck by the physical contrast between the petite auburn-
    haired woman with tight curls framing her emerald green eyes, set off by her creamy skin, and her tall and
    tanned, dark-haired husband. They certainly made a handsome couple.
    The waitress stopped by the table and poured coffee for Melissa and Suzanne. Once she'd gone, they went to
    the buffet and filled their plates.
    As they ate, they chatted