Part Eleven

Terri adjusted her clothing one final time before turning to her husband for approval. He nodded sharply, his mind obviously somewhere else. No wonder. They were both a little nervous; not only about the upcoming party, but also about the Presentation that was a little less than two weeks away. She felt about as prepared for the latter as she could be. Although Ted had yet to tell her exactly how the Presentation would be done. But she felt more than ready to do whatever was necessary to please the General and any of his men, as often as they'd be interested in visiting her.

The party, however, was another story. The invitation had taken them both by surprise, as they'd not expected the neighbors to be so friendly, especially given the heated competition for the soldiers' attention. But evidently this group of neighbors had worked out a truce, and held a party like this once a month or so. The trouble was, neither she nor Ted knew what exactly to expect. All their inquiries were met with a knowing smile and a sly, "You'll see." The only information they could get was that Terri was to dress sexy, and Ted was to dress casually.

That's why she now wore a translucent white satin bra, which did more to push up and reveal her full breasts than it did covering them. To this she'd added a matching pair of v-legged panties, white stockings held up with a classic white garter, and black high heels that matched the black choker around her neck. The glue-on diamond in her belly-button complemented her diamond earrings, with a small gold chain featuring a single diamond appearing around her ankle. She gave herself one final look in the mirror before pulling on her full-length winter coat. The weather had begun to turn cold, and even fashion had to give way to comfort every so often.

They hadn't walked two houses before a sudden gust of cold wind found its way down the front of her coat. She could feel her nipples instantly harden even as she tried to draw the coat closer. She'd bought it before the troubles, and it was sized to accommodate much more clothing than she now wore.

Leo Harrison greeted her at the door with a wide smile, which grew even wider when she pulled off her jacket and handed it to him. Despite the fact that she now spent much of her day half naked, she still colored a little at his reaction. Her blush got much deeper as she caught sight of herself in the foyer mirror. Her nipples were still hard from the cold and were clearly poking through the taut fabric!

It appeared that most of the other couples had already arrived, and the living room and kitchen were crowded with lingerie-clad ladies and smiling men. Terri was pleased to see that she was neither the most conservatively dressed nor the most revealingly dressed. On the conservative side, one woman wore a schoolgirl outfit, complete with bobby sox and Keds tennis shoes. On the revealing side, a very large breasted brunette was totally topless and wore only a short leather skirt made totally of fringed strips, which revealed almost everything as she walked.

"That's Carlie," a woman's voice said next to her. Terri turned to see an average-looking woman with short black hair, bedecked much as she was in a bra, panty and garter collection. "Her husband's a plastic surgeon, and she's already had three operations to get bigger and bigger implants. He's done a lot of the women in this group. Not that you need any help."

"Um, thanks," Terri answered, a bit non-plussed by the observation. "I'm Terri. Terri Donovan."

"Yeah, I know. Nice to have you in the neighborhood. I'm Sarah McDavin. Carlie's husband did me too, and I mean that both ways. Wouldn't be surprised if he approached your husband by the end of the night. I was a small C-cup when we moved in, and now, as you can see, I'm up to a double-D. He does face-lifts, tummy-tucks, butts, lips, the whole body. If you gotta do what your husband wants, it's nice to have a pro do it. His fee system's a little kinky, but it's worth the trouble."

"What do you mean?" Terri asked, her curiosity warring with shock. She hadn't considered the lengths she might have to go to just to keep her husband interested.

"Well, I asked the nurse about it after my operation. Seems Dr. Cashman has a little thing for women who are under the anesthetic. Even had some malpractice suits against him, back before all the Troubles. The nurse says that he puts the patient under, then clears everyone from the operating room. Then he feels her up, plays with her pussy, and she can't even feel a thing, she's so far under. He rips off the paper gown, sticks it in, and after he's left his load inside her he calls the rest of the team back in and they do the operation. The nurse says the anesthetic doesn't stop a woman from lubricating, but makes her totally relaxed and loose. I guess he digs that. All I know is that you wake up with new boobs on the outside and a load of fresh cum on the inside. Whatever his methods, he's very popular around here," Sarah gestured at the assembled women.

Terri took a moment to look around. It was true. Her 36-D breasts were just about at the low-end of the scale, going all the way up to the enormous size of Carlie Cashman. Even the few that would be considered C's were big and round. No wonder Ted was smiling so jovially.

She thanked Sarah and crossed the room to Ted, who'd just started to have a very animated discussion with the good Dr. Cashman. Just as she reached them, their host called out to get everyone's attention.

"OK, OK! We're just about to get things started! Thanks to everyone for bringing such great food. We'll be serving that in a little while. Though some of us are going to get their protein a little earlier!" Harrison waited until the men's laughter died down. "We'll work this just like always. But there's a special treat, thanks to Tom Spetsky, who's donated a dozen costumes, in a variety of sizes. So, ladies, on your way to your posts, pick up one that fits you. And don't forget that our new neighbors, the Donovans, will be poking their heads in from time to time. Lovely Terri won't be Presenting for another two weeks, but we want to give them a chance to see what we're all about. So help make them feel at home." He paused for a sip from his drink. "If everybody's ready, let's make this thing happen! Have fun everyone!"

Harrison motioned them to wait while the crowd of couples split into male and female groups. The women gathered around Bonnie Harrison where they drew slips of paper from a hat and then turned to head to other parts of the house, either in pairs or singly. The men drew slips of paper from a hat proffered by Leo, then traveled in small groups into the home's basement. Finally the living room was clear, though they could hear hustle and bustle from other rooms in the house.

"Have a drink, Ted, and let me tell you why we invited you today," Leo offered, ignoring Terri though she stood right at his side. As Bonnie ran to fill his order, Leo started his explanation. "Basically, we want to know if you want to join our little community group. See, a while back some of us realized that despite our wives' best efforts to please us, we still found ourselves getting bored having the same woman over and over again. To make matters worse, you could just look out your window and see a nice, voluptuous neighbor who would probably be all to happy to take care of your needs, if only she wasn't tied to one man. So we started a little group, with the approval of the General and the garrison, of course. Once every couple months, we get together for one of the parties, and the men get to partake of a little forbidden fruit. As you can see, our group has a little theme. Or maybe you could say a big theme. Bonnie?" He turned to his wife and pushed her bra up and out of the way, revealing a pale though formidable pair of Double-D breasts. "We're one of the more popular groups in the Enclave, though if you're a fan of tiny tits, long legs or exotic women, there's a group for each of those. Here, though, we like our women to hang loose. Sound interesting so far?"

To Terri it sounded just like another step down that long and slippery slope. But when Ted nodded, Harrison continued. "It works pretty simple, and it's completely random. Each of the woman draws the name of a room from the hat, and that's her station for the day. She goes in there, makes herself look desirable, and waits. Each man also draws the name of a room. Then, as a group, they tour the house. They can stick with the room and woman they've drawn, they can trade it with someone else, or if the rooms are adjoining, they can pair up for some group action. Then the woman has about an hour to meet all her man's needs. Sometimes, today for instance, we'll then break for dinner, and have the guys draw again, if the majority wants. Then you have the chance to sample another big tit woman. Sound good?"

"I think I might be interested," Ted replied, grinning at the big man. "And what exactly do we have to do?"

"Today, you do nothing but observe. Next time, after your Presentation, your wife just needs to show one or two guys a good time. Just like one or two other wives will be showing you a good time. Though it might be a good idea to give the guys a little peek at what they might be getting later," Harrison said, staring pointedly at Terri.

Ted got the drift. "Terri, take off your bra and give it to Leo," he ordered. Terri felt herself color but did as she was told. With a nod of permission from Ted, the man approached her and took hold of her breasts, hefting them with appreciation. "About D's, I'd say. Maybe even Double-D's. Nice form and tone. It'd be great to get a couple of natural ones wrapped around the old twiddle stick. Feels better than the fakies, though there's something to be said for size."

Terri didn't need to accompany Ted on his tour to see what was happening now. She only had to look through the doorway into the living room or kitchen. In the living room, the hostess had taken up position on the sofa to await the men's visit. In keeping with the "uniform" theme, she wore a nurse dress, which she'd strategically opened to reveal much of her long legs and almost all of her cleavage. Black stockings, a garter belt and black high heels were the only other additions to her ensemble.

In the kitchen, a bleach blonde with a voluptuous figure stood adjusting her pose, finally settling on leaning over the kitchen counter so that her ass would be fully revealed to the traveling horde. Terri figured that this one would be very popular, as she wore a plaid skirt and white blouse schoolgirl uniform. She was a fantasy come to life.

Surprisingly, the men didn't dawdle during their tour through the house. Keeping up a steady stream of crude remarks, they quickly made their way from room to room, some exceptionally happy by their draws, and others already scheming to get something better. Ted returned with their host, and they both received their instructions.

"You are free to roam the house during this part. But you can't enter the rooms, and you should keep your stay to a minimum. Some guys just don't like to have an audience. Your wife must stay with you at all times. We'll meet back here when we're done. Have fun!"

Terri felt as though she was trapped inside some sort of depraved dream. She'd become much more liberal in her views of sex in the last few months. After all, she'd fucked in front of her children. She'd even watched her daughters fuck their father! But in all her years, she'd never seen another couple do it right in front of her. The closest she had ever gotten was watching a porn video. Or that one time, a lifetime ago, when she and Ted had been on vacation and stayed in a cheap motel. The walls had been so thin they'd been able to hear everything in the adjoining room, from the whispers to the yells of pleasure. They'd spent much of the night trying to guess what the other couple was doing. But this? This went beyond all that. This took her to a new low. And she'd hit a lot of new lows in the past few weeks.

Ted, of course, immediately wanted to visit each room. In the kitchen, they found a balding man eagerly sucking the schoolgirl's tits, while she had her hand shoved into his pants. At his fevered command of "Suck me," she quickly dropped to her knees and pulled open his pants, revealing a not unimpressive cock that was already at half mast. He gave Terri a scary smile as the blonde hoovered his entire length into her mouth. She was glad that Ted selected that moment to lead her away.

In most of the rooms they found the couples still in the middle of foreplay, though there were some notable exceptions. In the garage, the man was spanking his prize with a garden-gloved hand, her big tits smashed against the hood of the car. They found the guest bathroom to be empty, but next door two couples were laying on the floor in a small circle, the head of one between the legs of the next. The men ate pussy, the women sucked cock, and nobody looked up when they peeked into the room.

By the time they got upstairs, a few of the couples had progressed to the actual fucking stage. For the first time in her life, Terri got to witness, up close and personal, a strange man shoving his cock into the cunt of a strange woman. She knew, of course, that it worked the same for people all over the world. But knowing it and seeing it was two different things. Did she really look that vulnerable when she spread her legs for Ted? Did she so urgently hump his stiff rod as it impaled her quivering cunt? Was she as eager looking when she bent over, thrusting her ass in the air for him cleave open? Did she pant like that? Moan like that? Mew like a hurt kitten? Did her tits shake that much when he pounded into her? Did she writhe like a snake when he teased her clit? Did she look that fake when she had to fake it?

A half hour later they were back in the dining room, joined by their host and a half dozen sexually sated men and women. She sat on the floor next to Ted's chair, as sure as sure could be that the next time this group met, she'd be one of the women on the receiving end. As if by plan, the conversation turned in that direction.

"You know," one of the men said slyly, "just because you aren't part of the group yet doesn't mean that you can't get a little satisfaction from your own wife," he finished, nodding at Terri.

"You know, you're right," she saw Ted reply brightly. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her roughly about until she knelt directly between his legs. Placing his mouth just outside her ear, he whispered, "We're almost in. Don't mess this up now." Then he leaned back and gazed imperiously down at her.

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. It was one thing to be naked in front of all these people. It was quite another to suck her husband off in front of all these people. And to do it like it was some sort of audition or something. But Ted clearly wanted this. He was willing to give up her body in order to get his dick inside some other big-boobed woman. That's what it would take to keep him happy. And she wanted to keep him happy. And if the rest of her plans were to work, keeping him happy would keep him distracted.

Screwing her eyes shut, she leaned forward to take his cock into her mouth. It was soft, but not fully retracted. As mentally stimulated as he seemed, she knew that she could jack him off into her mouth in just a couple minutes. But that would make her no better than any of these women. And she not only wanted Ted to be happy, she wanted him to be proud. That too was part of the plan. So, clasping her hands behind her back, she sucked and licked at him using only her tongue and lips. It would take a bit longer to get enough friction going, but it'd make a great show for their audience. And win her the attention and desire of all the men watching.

Ted's cock quickly grew to its full size, forcing her to stretch her mouth open as much as she could. Fortunately she wasn't suffering from a cold and could breathe while administering his blowjob. With his dick finally taut and full, she simply bobbed her head up and down, sucking and slurping at the sensitive head and ridge. She'd brought him off this way before, and he'd loved it. As long as she kept her eyes shut, and ignored the whispered comments around her, she could pretend they were back at home, and she was simply training for her upcoming session with The General. She thought briefly about pausing to lick his balls, but the tension she felt from him meant that he'd be shooting his load soon. Instead, she intensified her efforts, eliciting gasps of pleasure from him, and audible amazement from the audience. She raked the head of his cock with her tongue, not even relenting when he tried to pull away.

The first shot of cum was thick and gooey, splashing into her mouth like a spurt of syrup. She quickly swallowed it, then pulled her head away, so that the rest of his cum would splash on her face. He liked to "mark" her in this way, and she knew it would make a great scene for their audience, especially if she could get some of the white, slippery liquid to dribble down onto her breasts. She knew that the next time they all met, she'd have to duplicate this act with one of these men. But that was all part of the master plan.