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  Banging in the New Year

  Swingers O Zone Bash

  By Mia Moore

  Published by Mia Moore

  Copyright 2013, Mia Moore

  License Notes

  This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to it and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

  Dedication and Foreword

  A special thanks to my husband Spike, for his support in my writing career. Thanks to the owners of the O Zone, Amanda and Matt, for providing a sexy club for swinging couples and to hosting New Year’s 2014 for us.

  And thanks as always to our friends Mr. & Mrs. B, who add to our enjoyment in the lifestyle.

  The story centers around Josh and Carrie, who visit the club with their friends Byron and Sylvia. If you’d like to read about them and how they became swingers, their full story is captured in Swinger’s Club.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Afterword and About the Author

  Chapter 1

  “No, not Eros Inc. We were just there on Dani’s birthday. Besides, I think they’re closed.”

  Carrie stood up and began to clear the dinner plates from the table. “Oh, that’s news to me. What happened?” The two couples had just finished dinner and she was going to bring in coffee.

  “I’m not sure,” said Sylvia. “Their website’s down, and there’re posts on the chat boards saying they’re closed.”

  “That’s too bad; it was a great club for us.” Everyone at the table nodded.

  On her way into the kitchen Carrie called over her shoulder. “How about a two day get-away for New Year’s Eve? All the family visiting’s done and we need some ‘us time’.”

  Josh watched his wife playing hostess. There were times that she literally took his breath away. Not bad for being married ten years. But then again, since they’d entered the Swinging lifestyle, the closeness and communication between them had become stronger than ever. Mentally, he gave his head a shake. Who’d ever think fucking someone else while your spouse watched could strengthen your marriage? And their own sex life…well, they were two horny teenagers again.

  Carrie still looked like a woman in her mid twenties despite the fact she was thirty-four. Being petite, only five two and working out on a regular basis helped with that. Combine that with her pixie face— those almond shaped eyes and heart shaped face framed by her pageboy hair style— it was no wonder that she was a hit at the club.

  “Okay,” said Sylvia, toying with her wine glass. As usual, when Byron and Sylvia came over for dinner, she brought the wine for supper and it was always a good vintage. “I’m game for a New Year’s get away, but where?”

  Josh watched her drain the glass. She was a gorgeous counter foil to Carrie. Sylvia was blond and fair to Carrie’s brunette and olive tone. Sylvia was busty— almost voluptuous— to Carrie’s yoga class and gym fitness. Where Carrie was more reserved in public, Sylvia radiated sensuousness. Sensuousness? Ha! This woman could be bawdy! Maybe something happens to women in their early forties.

  The friendship between the two couples began when Carrie and Josh relocated to Black Rapids from Syracuse. It was a big move, from New York to Ohio. In Black Rapids, Sylvia was the real estate broker who sold them their house. Right after the deal closed, she’d come on to Josh. Carrie had been back in Syracuse supervising the movers, and Josh had come up for the final walk through before taking possession. As casually as inviting him over for a tennis match, she propositioned him.

  She further shocked him when she told him she had her husband’s blessing—because they were Swingers, after all. It wouldn’t be an affair, it would be fun. He had gotten out of there as fast as he could. There was no way he was going to risk his marriage. Sure their sex life was a little flat… what could you expect after ten years?

  As well as being a married couple, they were best friends. And best friends share everything. He told Carrie about Sylvia’s proposition, which led to another shock. Instead of being offended, Carrie, his reserved wife, was interested! They’d both agreed their sex life could use a shot in the arm, so they went to a Swinger’s club- Eros Inc.- to get their feet wet, and had a great time. It wasn’t long before they got together with Sylvia and Byron and had their first full swap experience. Which led to the current friendship between the four of them.

  Josh smiled to himself. Who woulda’ thunk it?

  Carrie returned with cups for coffee. She shot a look at Josh that registered. Yeah, the delicious dinner and wine had put him in a pleasant, relaxed mood but now it was time to give her a hand. He got up and went to the kitchen to get the coffee pot, sugar bowl and creamer.

  “Well, since we don’t have the time to go south for a week to Hedonism, why not try a few days in Toronto?” said Carrie taking the pot from Josh, and filling the cups.

  “Toronto? You mean up in Canada? Why not New York City?” said Josh.

  “We’ve been to New York City for New Year’s Josh. I don’t want to freeze my ass off again in Times Square. Once was plenty for me. And Toronto’s just as close as The Big Apple. I’ve never been there, why not check it out?” Carrie looked over to Sylvia and Byron.

  “Yeah, but it’s Canada, Carrie. You thought New York was cold… c’mon!” He leaned forward, arching an eyebrow. “I heard they go skiing in July.”

  “No way.” said Byron.

  “Wayyy… It’s a lot colder up there, let me tell you.” He took out his i-Phone and started tapping on it. He held it out to the group. “See? Here’s the current temperature in Black Rapids—28 degrees.” He went back to tapping on his phone. “Holy shit! See? I told you!” He held the phone out again. “And in Toronto right now, it’s minus 2!”

  “Wait a second, let me see that,” Carrie took the phone from Josh. She glanced at it and snickered. “Reading’s not your strong point, is it honey?” She held the phone up and pointed at the screen. “See that, right next to the temperature? It’s the letter ‘C’.” She tapped the screen, the C changed to an F, and the temperature changed to 28.” She showed it to everyone and passed the phone back to Josh.

  “Oh,” He slipped it in his pocket.

  “Wait a second,” said Byron. “Letterman did a whole thing about the mayor of Toronto just a couple of weeks ago.”

  “What about him?” Josh asked.

  “He’s a party animal is what. Guy smokes crack, then he showed up drunk as a sailor a few public functions. Letterman did a hysterical bit on him. Y’know, Paul Shaffer, Letterman’s second banana is Canadian.” Byron scratched his head. “And yet, when all that stuff came out, the mayor’s approval rating went up!”

  “You’re kidding!”

  “Nope.” Byron sat back in his chair. “Hell, back in the day, half of the cast of Saturday Night Live was Canadian, man.” He looked around the table. “From Toronto. I think they might know how to party up there.”

  Josh still looked skeptical.

  Byron touched his arm. “I passed through Canada on
business a couple of times.” He snorted. “God, they’re polite. You bump into one of them, and they say ‘sorry’. And they say ‘A’ a lot.”

  “A? They speak English, right?”

  “Yeah, like ‘Nice day, ‘A’?’, or ‘How you doing today, ‘A’?’ Stuff like that.”

  “So we go to a Swinger’s club and we ask another couple, wanna fuck, A?” Josh let out a laugh.

  “Wanna dance, A? Or can I touch your tits, A?” Byron joined in.

  “Hey! ‘B’, as in ‘B’ quiet. I’m getting my laptop to look up some clubs.” Carrie squeezed Josh’s shoulder as she passed him on her way to the office.

  “There’s hockey as well. Maybe we could take in a game,” said Byron. “They really take it seriously up there, man.”

  “I don’t get hockey. Too confusing,” Josh admitted.

  “Ahhh… once you understand the basic rules, it’s a lot of fun to watch. We should catch a game.”

  Josh shrugged. “I don’t know…”

  Carrie returned, sat down and opened the laptop as the others watched. She began a web search. After a few minutes she smiled. “Okay there’re a few clubs we could go to, and this one looks good. The O-Zone.” She clicked the mouse and began to read tilting the computer so that Sylvia and Byron could see. The site loaded, and a thumping techno beat came out of the speakers.

  “Cool music,” Josh said, hovering over her shoulder to see the screen.

  “Hey, check it out. They have a New Year’s special,” she clicked on the link and began to read the details. “Oh, this looks pretty good. Hotel room, club admission, shuttle service to the club, pre and post parties…”

  “I’m in,” said Sylvia. “It’s like a hotel take over.” She looked over to Byron. “Remember that hotel take over we went to in Florida?”

  “Yeah, but it’s not the entire hotel, just a few floors,” said Byron.

  “Who cares? It’ll be fun!”

  “It’s affordable,” Carrie said. She turned and looked up into Josh’s eyes.

  Yeah, the music and pics were cool. Hell, he was getting hard just seeing the look in her eyes and picturing the four of them being there.

  “Book it Dan-o!” Byron was scanning the screen but his hand was idly rubbing Sylvia’s leg.

  “Book it Dan-o? Who’s Dan-o?” Josh asked.

  Sylvia giggled. “Oh Byron, sometimes the expressions you use show your age, y’know. Not that I mind. You’re the sexiest fifty year old I know. I wouldn’t trade you for two twenty fives.” Sylvia leaned forward and kissed her husband on the cheek.

  Chapter 2

  “Wow! This city is way bigger than I would have thought,” said Josh. They were on the 427 Highway just minutes from their hotel. Josh was at the wheel of the rental car they’d grabbed at the airport.

  “What were you expecting, dog sleds and ski-doo’s?” laughed Carrie. “Honestly Josh, you’re so parochial.”

  “I didn’t go to Catholic school honey. And what the hell does that have to do with anything?”

  Carrie was about to reply when the GPS announced their exit was approaching. As they got off the ramp, the unit spoke “Right turn in eight kilometers.”

  “How far is that in miles?” Josh’s glanced at Carrie who was seated next to him in the front.

  “About five miles Bro. Plenty of time,” said Byron from the back seat.

  “It’s only a bit colder than it was back home. Still, I’m glad I have my fur coat.” Sylvia commented.

  “You look fantastic in it.” Carrie turned to look at Sylvia. With her long blond hair and ivory complexion she looked like a fashion model in the blue fox.

  “She surprised me once when she wore it, naked, sprawled out on the bed like Morgan Fairchild. It was like fucking a movie star.” Byron slid his hand beneath the coat’s opening onto Sylvia’s thigh.

  Carrie’s eyebrows furrowed and she started to speak.

  “She was an actress popular in the eighties,” said Sylvia. “Before your time. You two were still in diapers and I was starting school. I looked her up on the internet since Byron compares me to her all the time. She was pretty hot.”

  “Hot? She was the focus of my teenage fantasies. No wonder I married you. You could be her double and she made an indelible impression on me.”

  Carrie smiled watching Byron’s hand drift higher on Sylvia’s thigh.

  “This is it, our exit up ahead.” Josh commented just before the voice of the GPS gave the command.

  They drove for a short distance. “There’s the hotel!” Carrie looked out the window at the twelve story building. It looked okay and was pretty easy to find. After they checked in and had dinner, there’d be plenty of time to get to the Air Canada Centre for the hockey game. And maybe enough time for some afternoon delight before dinner…

  Chapter 3

  When Carrie stepped out of the shower, soft jazz music drifted in from the bedroom area. She smiled as she toweled off and applied deodorant and a dash of perfume. It looked like she wasn’t alone in thinking about an afternoon delight. And her head wasn’t the only thing warming up as she dried and fluffed her hair.

  She slipped out of the bathroom and there was Josh, sitting on the king sized bed, his back propped up by pillows against the headboard wearing only a smile. And the best part was that he was already hard, waiting for her. She scampered across the carpeted floor until she stood at the end of the bed and then loosened the towel from her breasts, letting it fall to the floor. Josh’s gaze slowly caressed her body from her full breasts to the shaven V of her crotch.

  “Get over here. Now.” His voice was a growl but his eyes were playful.

  So that was how it was going to be, huh? Her pussy tingled at the commanding tone. This alpha male with his sex toy was a game that they didn’t do often enough. It always got her hot.

  With slow tantalizing movements she knee walked up the bed until she was near the top of his muscular thighs. His hard cock pointing north was large but seemed more so with the closely shaven pubic area—a sharp contrast to the fine hair that covered his legs. His hand was gripped around his cock, slowly stroking. A drop of pre-cum glistened in the slit at the top.

  “Suck me.”

  Once more there was a thrill that shot through her lower stomach as she bent over to take him between her lips, facing away from him. The tip of her tongue coaxed more from him and she rolled it in her mouth, relishing the sweet saltiness. Her mouth glided lower, tongue flicking lightly across the sensitive underside of his shaft. When the head of his cock was halfway in, she stopped, breathing through her mouth and focusing on relaxing her throat muscles.

  Her eyes started to water when she continued lowering her mouth onto his cock until her lips pressed against his pubic bone. Now slowly, she raised her head until she released his shaft. There was a thin viscous line of pre-cum that formed a bond between her lips and the thick head of his shaft.

  His hand was on her thigh pulling her bum closer to his face. She shifted her weight and slid her ass to the spot next to his chest. As she sucked his cock into her mouth once more, his hands pushed her legs apart. She gasped and paused, her mouth full of his cock when his finger touched her clit. He was pumping softly into her mouth.

  “That’s right baby, just like that.” His voice was soft even though his breathing had quickened. “God, I love to look at your pretty pussy when you’re sucking me.”

  His words were gasoline to her smoldering heat and her head thrust down hard onto his cock. His finger was playing with her clit while his other hand snaked under her ass to her wet opening. It was so wanton to be sucking his cock, commanded to do so while he did whatever he wanted to her pussy. Sometimes, in her head she was a hooker he’d hired to do his bidding. She moaned as a small orgasm flooded through her clit.

  Much as she wanted his hot cum in her throat, her cunt wanted his cock even more. Would he fuck her? Please God. And even though she could have stopped and climbed on top to get his cock in her, that wa
sn’t part of the game. The fact that he controlled the scene made it hotter.

  His fingers were pumping into her and flexing to rub against her G spot. Just as she was about to come again, he lifted her ass in his strong hands, shifting her towards the bottom of the bed. He rose up and was above her, pushing her legs open and back. The velvet, purple head of his cock slid between her folds and then into her, hard.

  He looked down at her for a moment, his cock buried to the hilt in her. She shuddered when he pulled out and drove into her once more, filling her cunt while his pubic area rubbed against her clit. A wave of ecstasy rolled through her as she clung to him, her fingernails digging into his back.

  “Oh God, yes Josh, just like that, keep fucking me! I love you so much!” Words tumbled from her mouth as her cunt clenched him tight within her. Her leg muscles were shivering in a spasm as the orgasm claimed her.

  After a few more deep thrusts, Josh’s voice became guttural, a series of grunts as he shot his load into her. This was the best when he came after she did, so she could watch his face. His eyes flashed. The only word to describe the emotion at such moments was joy, that her mate, her man was satiated and happy. The orgasms she enjoyed herself weren’t bad either…

  He collapsed on top of her briefly before rolling onto his side and scooping her into his arms.

  “God that was good!” He lifted her chin with his finger so that they looked into each other’s eyes. “I love you.” He whispered before kissing her deeply.

  His body was warm against hers as she breathed in a mix of his spicy cologne and manly scent. “I’m glad we came.” She whispered.

  “That goes double for me. I came in buckets.” His hand stroked her shoulder.

  “No, I mean, came to Toronto, silly. I can’t wait till tomorrow night going to the O-Zone. Just think. Now we’ll be international swingers. Pretty exotic, wouldn’t you say?” Her hand slid across his chest and playfully tweaked his nipple.