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Chapter 12



 
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: You Don't Need To Wave A Card...
Part: 12 of 16
Universe: The Swarm Cycle
Summary: Scott Harshman finally gets his CAP card -- but discovers that you
don't have to wave the thing under someone's nose to get in trouble over
being sponsor-grade!

Keywords: MF MFF MMMF oral anal exhib 1st ir BBW rom ScFi

You Don't Need To Wave A Card...

Chapter 12

	We went back to the table and settled in for a moment.  Nick brought
Elise back with him and she seemed a lot less independent and in control than
she had been earlier in the evening.  For one thing, she wasn't separating
herself from Nick the way she had been -- he had his hand on her waist, more
or less under her top, and she wasn't complaining or trying to shake him off.
The band struck up and got going with something a bit faster than the DJ had
been putting out and the lights came up a bit and it became apparent that
other couples were loosening up from the things you could see on the dance
floor.  Rachel said, "Come on, girls!  It's time to get a little wild!
Scotty, would you and Nicky freshen our drinks while we're gone?"

	I chuckled, "Yeah, go on..." and the girls all got up and headed for
the Ladies' Room.  Rachel made a point of collecting Elise.  I nodded Nick
toward the bar and we went off to order.

	"So..."

	"She liked rubbing her twat on my dick -- a LOT!" Nick grinned.  "She
got all cuddly, too -- for the first time ever, I think."

	"Good!" I replied.  "If I'm right, Rachel is going to talk them all
into going hog wild and doing crazy stuff.  I'm going to let Elise fool
around a bit, but I'm going to want to be able to pass her off to you at some
point, after we get plenty of embarrassing video.  She's not going home with
me -- even if all three of the others do!"

	"Good luck with that!" Nick chuckled.  I just grinned back -- I
hadn't come up short yet...

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	The girls came back rowdy -- Rachel had whipped them up and had them
going.  Rachel had re-tied her blouse so that it offered some support for her
breasts, but exposed them fully.  They'd done something with what I think was
a hair bow to connect the cups of Shannon's top, which pulled them into the
valley between her cones.  Faye was in there swinging -- I'd say that half of
the cups in her bustier had disappeared, leaving her breasts supported and
presented by black lace -- and her nipples showing.  Elise had been braless
under a tank top -- and they'd cropped it to the point that it really didn't
cover anything.

	Nobody was wearing panties -- Rachel shared that with a giggle right
after they sat down.  Then she wanted to dance and get rowdy, so I took her
and Shannon out on the floor and did a lot of dirty dancing, bare ass rubbing
and nipple sucking.  Rachel went wild, and Shannon got into the spirit of
things pretty rapidly.  We were up for two and went back to sit -- at which
point, Faye announced, "I can do that!  Come on!  Are you going up?  No?
Come on, Elise!"  That put me back out with Faye and Elise -- I suspect there
was some connivance there.

	Faye was not to be outdone, either -- and Elise wasn't any too
reluctant.  They rubbed themselves on me and I felt them up outrageously and
we made a small spectacle of ourselves -- and by then, the place had loosened
up even more than it had been at the start.

	Faye made sure that Elise was in earshot and yelled, "I want you to
fuck me!  Will you fuck me?"

	Elise, hearing this, erupted, "Me, too!  I want you to fuck me!"

	"Yeah, okay, maybe later..." I feigned reluctance.

	No, here!" Faye insisted.

	"Here?"

	"Yeah, when we go back to the table!"

	"We'll see..."

	Faye leaned over to Elise.  "He's chicken.  When we go back, let's go
under the table and blow him for a while -- once his cock is doing his
thinking for him, we'll get some!  Sound good?"

	"Okay!"  Between an advanced case of the hornies and the need to keep
up with a woman almost twice her age, Elise was up for just about anything,
apparently -- she didn't even seem inclined to second thoughts!

	The song ended and I escorted the pair back to their side of the
table and circled between Rachel and Shannon and sat -- and Faye took Elise
by the wrist and tugged her under the table!

	'Heads up, girls!' I broadcast on our harem net.  'They were talking
shit on the dance floor -- if they follow through, I'm about to get a
blowjob!  Rachel, you might not want to watch your mother, but we want
Elise...'

	'The Hell I don't!' Rachel exclaimed.  'Woo hoo!'

	Nick had his head cranked over, eyeballing a pair of bare asses as
they disappeared under the table.

	"Nick!"  I waved him over.

	"WHAT are they doing?"

	I rubbed my face.  "Well, right now they're pulling my pants down..."

	"Oh, shit!  Momma..."

	Rachel grabbed his arm.  "Let her alone!  We're gonna get the goods
on Elise -- I think Momma is just leading her down the garden path, but even
if she isn't, it's NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, Big Brother!"  She pushed her
iPhone off to her left so he could see it and said, "Watch and keep your
mouth shut!"

	I could see the drone feeds from just to my left and right -- yeah,
two of them, one for Shannon and one for Rachel -- under the table.  Faye was
tugging on my pants, having already unzipped them.  I raised my ass and they
came down; when they dropped over my knees, Faye turned to Elise...

	"Go!"

	Elise came up and gingerly collected my hardon, but gamely sucked it
into her mouth.  She started bobbing, her motions limited by the table.
"Scoot back, Lover," Rachel cooed.

	"Yeah, why not..." I muttered.  I backed up -- and Elise followed my
cock out into the dim light of the restaurant, still bobbing over it.  Elise
went, "Mmmmmph!" and Shannon giggled -- I checked her feed and found that
Faye had a finger in her pussy and was rubbing her clit with her thumb!
Elise made like a vacuum cleaner on my cock, licking and slurping; I grabbed
a handful of her hair, pulling it back away from her face, and pumped her
mouth up and down my cock a few times.  Elise didn't seem to really know what
she was doing, but she was trying gamely.  I waved Nick around the table
behind her -- we wanted him in the frame so she couldn't accuse him of taking
the video.  I broadcast the directive to Rachel and she took care of it.

	"Okay, come on, my turn..." Faye started tugging on Elise's arm,
dragging her back under the table.

	Elise was wild-eyed -- at a guess, she was close and wanted a cum,
bad!  "B-but...!"

	"Climb up there and stick your tongue down his throat, then, while I
suck him!  You weren't doing that well!" Faye hissed.  Elise came crawling
out from under the table and I stopped being able to see anything directly,
because Elise attacked my lips with hers as soon as she cleared the table and
could bend over.  My augmentation let me see Faye, grinning from ear to ear
as she sucked in my cock, though...

	"What a monster!" Faye exclaimed, popping off it.  "Rachel,
Sweetheart, you hit the jackpot here!"

	"Like I don't know that!" Rachel cackled.

	"Mmmmm!  Mmmmm!  Mmmmm!" Faye sucked and slurped while I played with
her thick brown curls.  After a minute or so, she popped off and grabbed
Elise by the hips.

	"Sit on it!" she hissed.  "Fuck him!"

	"Okay!"  Elise yelped.  She waited for Faye to back off so she could
throw her leg over my lap and Faye wedged my cock in her slot.  Elise settled
on it, moaning, "Oooooohhhhh!!!!"  She took about half and reversed herself,
spreading her lubrication, then took in another inch or so.  She was tight --
not virginal, but that pussy of hers had seen very little use...  She put her
hands on my shoulders and began to pump, quietly gasping "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!"

	"Sir..."  Somehow, a waiter had managed to sneak up on us.  I nearly
jumped a foot!  THAT wasn't supposed to happen!  I flicked a glance at Alisha
and Mike, and Mike muttered on the police channel, 'We saw him, but he's not
a threat...'

	"Sir, could you please move this to the private dining room?" the
waiter asked.  "We're fine with you continuing -- it's considered part of the
entertainment -- but for your comfort and safety..."

	"Yeah, fine.  Girls?  Faye, Honey, could you finish tugging off my
pants?"

	"Sure, Lover."  Faye got me out of the puddle at my feet and I stood
with Elise impaled on my cock, her legs around my waist, pumping.  We were on
more than probe video at that point -- several flat-screen TVs were
displaying the output of a roving camera pointed at us.  Faye came out from
under the table and did a curtsy, then followed me as I trailed the waiter.
Rachel, Shannon and Nick fell in behind; Mike and Alisha shifted as
unobtrusively as they could manage.  Just as we were disappearing behind a
curtain, I heard someone say, "Hey, isn't that...?"  Alisha and Mike took
that cue to close in behind us, although they settled at a table offside a
bit with a good view of the door.  The cameraman followed us, however -- he
had the show...

	I laid Elise back on a pretty sturdy table top and started pumping,
but waved at Nick.  "Get ready!"  He looked at me blankly, and I waved at his
pants.  Nick looked at his mother and sister, but Rachel hissed, "Just do
it!" and he got moving.

	Elise was clutching me and grunting and gasping and her eyes were
glassy and I figured she was close; the cameraman got a good shot of her in
extremis.

	"That thing ready?" I asked Nick, eyeing his erection.  It LOOKED
okay...

	"Yeah..."

	"Get ready -- I'm handing off..."  I stopped pumping, unlatched
Elise's hands from me and, holding onto her wrists, bent down and gave her a
peck and said, "Sorry, Hon -- there's just no spark..."  Then I backed out.
Elise gave out with a wail and sat bolt-upright, grabbing for me with one
hand.  I backed out of the way and said, "You really need to try Nick out --
he can give you what you want..."  She started waggling her head back and
forth, dazed and unhappy that the orgasm she'd had building was slipping
away.  Nick stepped up and grunted, "You owe me anyway -- I got you
everything you asked for..."  Then he rubbed his cock on her split.

	Elise froze and let out a hiss -- he was rubbing his shaft alongside
her clit.  After a second or two, she nodded, "Okay."  Nick seated himself
and plowed forward.  Elise went "Uuuhhh!" -- then she reached for him.  Nick
ran his hands under the backs of her shoulders, pinning her so she couldn't
go sliding off the table top while he pounded her and set up a stroke.

	"Like that?" he gasped.

	"Uh huh...  Uh huh...  Uh huh...  Uh huh..."  I think her brain shut
off or something -- she answered that question about two dozen times before
she started getting loud.  I chuckled, watching her.

	Then a hand grabbed my wrist and tugged me around and I was looking
at my woman's wild-eyed mother.  "Now me!"  She whipped around and waved a
finger at Rachel and Shannon in a clear admonition not to interfere, then
went to her knees and sucked me in, "Mmmmmmm!"

	I don't think Faye had ever done deep-throat -- maybe Roger didn't
require it.  She did it for me, though, choking and gagging and bringing up a
flood of slimy spit while she went at it gamely.  She was maybe thirty
seconds in when Elise went wild on the table top, emitting a howl and arching
herself, her toes curled and her calves clamped against the backs of Nick's
thighs to make sure he went nowhere.  "OMIGAAAAAWD!!!  FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!"

	"That's gonna look good on the Web!" Rachel chortled.  "C'mon, Momma
-- quit playing with it and let him do you!"

	Faye looked up at me and I shrugged.  "I don't think it can get any
bigger or harder..."

	Faye backed off.  "Bring it!"  There was a booth nearby, out in the
room where it wasn't against either wall -- something I thought pretty
convenient.  Faye dragged me over to it by my cock.  "Doggie?"

	"Sure."

	Faye crawled onto one of the benches and turned to look back at me.
"Pound me!  Be merciless!"

	"Works for me..." I muttered, rubbing my cock on her already open,
juicy split.  I pushed my cock home -- it went in without snagging or running
out of lubrication, but I was opening the place -- especially the last inch
or so.

	Faye's eyed bugged "OMIGOD!"

	"You okay?"

	"GOD, yes!  Fuck me!"

	I started pumping, unable to believe that a mother of two could be
that tight!  Moving in her was like pumping the cylinder of an air pump --
her pussy clung to me, dragging against my cock in both directions!  She was
Rachel's momma, all right -- the apple hadn't fallen far from the tree AT
ALL!

	"Oh, Baby!  Oh, Baby!  Oh, Baby!  I'm gonna cum!  Oh, yeah!  I'm
gonna cum any second!  Oh, Baby!  Oh, Baby!  Do me with that thing!  Oh,
Baby!  Gonna cum!  It's...  Oh, yeah!  Oh, shit!  So close!  Gonna...
Gonna...  Oh, GODDAMN!  FUCK!  FUCK!  FUUUUCK!"  Faye's ass went wild and she
whined and grunted and bashed herself back against me and her pussy gushed!
I kept pounding and she threw her round ass back at me and yelped, "OH!  OH!
OH!  OH!" -- and didn't stop until she lit off a second time!

	"OOOOOHHHH, GAAAAAAAAWWWWD!"

	I think the windows rattled...

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	I looked off to my right; Elise had gone quiet -- but that didn't
mean she was asleep or anything.  Nick was pounding her rhythmically and she
had his shirt in a death grip; her face was a rictus and she looked as if she
were wound up tighter than a drum.  She panted like a steam engine, her eyes
locked on Nick's -- then I watched her arch herself, her mouth open in a
silent scream, her eyes rolling up until just the whites showed.  She
undulated a half a dozen times, flopped back, limp, for about three of Nick's
strokes, then surged back up and grabbed his shirt again and started winding
herself up...

	Under me, Faye began to recover; I'd been cycling slowly inside her
pussy, which had gone loose when she collapsed, but now her ass started
moving an her pussy tightened up and she gasped, "Thank you, God..."  Turning
her head, she looked over her shoulder at me and pled, "More?  Please?"  I
grinned at her and kicked it up a notch and pretty soon she was calling me
'Baby' again and telling me she was close...  "Gonna cum...  Gonna cum...
Big one...  Big one comin'...  Ah, shit!  So good!  Getting close...  Oh,
yeah.  Oh, Baby!  Beat my ass!  Spank me!  Keep me tight!  Gonna cum!  Close!
Spank me!  So close..."  She was watching me, panting, when I suddenly
realized that she'd asked me for something -- I'd just been listening to the
sound of her voice as she got close.  I gave her a little smack on her right
ass cheek and she gave this little snort and something creamy washed across
her eyes -- and her pussy clamped down on me...

	"Yes, Baby!  Like that!  Beat my ass!  Make me tight for you!  I want
your cum!  Fuck me!  Beat me!  Love me!"

	I was a little surprised, but I'd seen women spanked in porn.  The
results spoke for themselves...  I popped her on the ass again and she
moaned.

	"Uh huh!  She gasped.  "Make it sting!  It's good, Baby!  It's SOOO
good!  Spank me!"

	I set up a pattern where I gave her a little swat every three or four
strokes; I wasn't beating the shit out of her or anything -- just making her
flinch, making her pussy clamp down.

	"Oh!  Oh!  Close!  So close!  Oh!  OH!  OGOD!  YES!  YESSS!  BEAT ME!
HURT ME!  MAKE ME CUUUUMM!!!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"  Faye went wild
under me -- I held onto her hips and smashed into her as she drove herself
back at me...

	... And when she went limp, I smacked her on the ass again!  BANG!
She was up and running, smooth and tight and we were going for the next one!

	The next time, though, I filled her cunt with cum while she thrashed
and shuddered out her peak, and then leaned against her ass, panting, as she
moaned softly, moving her ass slowly, rubbing against me like a cat or
something.

	"Time to go, I think," I announced.  "Mike?"

	"Yeah."  Mike was looking everywhere but at well-fucked women.
"We're good, I think.  No problems."

	Alisha was looking at me and biting her lips; SHE hadn't been
scanning the area...

	"Not home," Faye muttered.  "Not tonight.  Tomorrow..."

	"The hotel, I think," I replied.

	"Okay."

	Elise was clutching Nick for dear life, her face buried in his
shoulder.  "You, too, Nick.  Bring Elise," I added.

	"Great."  He seemed pleased -- he was peeling her off him gently.
Elise was whining a bit, but being good.

	Rachel brought me my pants and such, and Shannon did the honors for
Nick while the girls tucked their hooters away.  Elise was the toughest to
deal with -- she wanted to have something wrapped around Nick at all times.
Nick substituting an arm around her waist finally got us moving.

	Packing six of us in the Escalade was no problem; Mike and Alisha
followed in the chase car.  We were maybe halfway to the hotel when things
suddenly got weird...

	"I must have asked him a hundred times," Faye announced abruptly.

	"What?"  Rachel and I were a chorus.

	"To spank me.  I asked Roger again and again...  Finally I gave up.
I know that he was just being considerate, but he missed the point..."  Faye
seemed to be somewhere else.

	"How so?" I ventured.

	"It would have been different if he'd just done it, but I ASKED
him..."

	"So...  Roger's a little too vanilla?' I asked.

	"It's so much better..."  Faye's voice trailed off.  She stopped and
looked around.  "Sorry..."

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	I was surprised to discover that we were early yet -- it was only
ten-thirty or so when we trooped through the lobby of the hotel.  Also
unexpected was the fact that we made the eleven o'clock news, something Red
announced when he discovered it.  They had some fine 'R' rated scenes of me
fucking Elise and Faye and Nick doing Elise after, while Rachel and Shannon
waved their bare titties around.

	Maybe we shouldn't have been surprised that Elise's phone rang
immediately afterward.

	Realizing that we were momentarily famous, the roving cameraman had
cloned the video and sold it for a fine little piece of change to a guy he
already had a working relationship with -- and HE sold it several other
places, including a couple of news outlets.  Then it hit the streaming video
sites and went viral, all driven by Brother Parsons' soliloquy, earlier in
the day...

	That was AFTER Elise's mother and father reduced her to a bawling
wreck, based upon the news footage.  She got plenty of comfort and sympathy
from the girls -- oddly the same girls who schemed with Nick to nail her in
just that fashion -- but most of all, she got a pair of strong arms to flee
to and a hard body to cuddle up against, and once she'd settled down a bit, a
nice, hard dick to love and let wash her troubles away.  The pair of them
were going at it on the fold-out couch before the late show.

	So I had a king-size bed, two queens, and three women -- no, make
that four...  I got a ping on the police channel and Mike said, 'Hey, uh,
Scott?  About Alisha...'

	'What's up?'

	'I think she overdosed.  She's been worthless since the club.  I
could do something about it, but it wouldn't be good for...'

	'Yeah, I get it.'

	'Besides, don't you want to know if she's any good?'

	'You've got a point...'

	'I'll send her over with a list of possible locations for tomorrow.'

	'Right.  AI, Alisha needs transport.'  I looked up.  "Girls, we have
a problem.  Alisha saw a little too much sex at the club and she's
hurting..."

	"That makes three of us!" Rachel muttered.

	"Well, the official tale is that I can't take her, but I think she's
going to be spending the night."  I eyed Rachel.  "I'll save you some."
Shannon waved a hand and I added, "You, too.  Thank God I'm superhuman."

	The air shimmered over the transporter between the queen beds and
Alisha stood there, gazing at me with troubled eyes.  "Mike sent me with a
list..."

	I went over and sat on a bed and patted the spot beside me.  "Show
me."

	Alisha settled gingerly on my right and handed me the list; her hand
was shaking, and that wasn't all.

	"So tell me... any recommendations?" I asked.

	"Mike says..."  Alisha rubbed her face.  "I can't think..."

	I rubbed her back and she moaned.  "Tired?" I asked.

	"No."

	"Tell me."

	"All that sex...  I sat there, wanting it to be me..."

	"I won't make promises I can't keep..." I muttered.

	"I understand."

	"But you want it, anyway."

	"Yes."  Her eyes came up to meet mine.  "Please."  I collected a
breast and her nostrils distended as she sucked in a lungful of air.  The
breast was heavy and soft, unfettered under her halter top.  I rubbed a
finger over a serious nipple bump.  "Oooooohhhh..."

	"Let's get ready, then."  I reached around and helped her out of the
halter.  She eyed me for a moment, got the reaction that she was hoping for,
and stood to get out of her skirt and panties while I stood and started
getting out of my things.

	"I bet I'm cutting the line," Alisha muttered, glancing toward the
doorway.  No one was in sight.

	"They've all had something recently," I replied, "and you haven't.
I'll manage."  I kicked away my shoes and shucked off my pants and stood to
see what she was doing, nude.

	By then she was nude, too.  She stood looking at me again, in that
classic pose with one foot just in front of the other, making a 'Y' of her
legs, looking for approval.


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