Liberated Christians

My wife Chris and I had been interested in the lifestyle for a few years and had gone so far as to visit a local swing club. We didn't connect with anyone there and our erratic work schedules didn't allow us to go on a regular basis. We also connected with one or two other couples via the internet and met with them over dinner but nothing came of that either. Maybe we were just too picky but being newbies we were put off by some of the pushiness of the more experienced couples.

Then there was another element involved for us. Chris and I are committed Christians. I know that sounds pretty bizarre to most people but a lot of swingers would understand. We're liberated in our outlook and beliefs and after much careful study have come to the position that sex is a positive thing and that it is not forbidden in the Bible. We agreed that if one of us wants to have sex with someone else and the other knows about it and agrees to it then all is okay. But it does make us careful. Most people in our church would not agree.

One couple we had befriended at church and invited to our home for barbeque a few times was Jeff and Pam. They are about our age, late forties, and reasonably attractive like ourselves. The only difference is that their two children are mature and out of the house now while we still have two living at home {another complication}. One warm Sunday afternoon however our two oldest came by and took our youngest with them for a day at the beach leaving me and Chris with Jeff and Pam and the barbeque grill.

As usual we enjoyed some great conversation and fellowship as we sat in the backyard with some burgers sizzling on the grill. We were all very relaxed and comfortable and the conversation was freewheeling. Pam commented on what a wonderful couple Chris and I seemed to be after so many years of marriage. We were very intimate, always holding hands and when seated in church I always had an arm about her holding her close.

'You two must have a fine sex life,' Jeff then observed.

'Yeah, we're very blessed, we still average making love once a day, or more,' I said, 'what about you two?'

Pam looked down and started to struggle to keep from crying. Jeff immediately reached over to comfort her. I gulped and cursed myself for my insensitivity. Obviously there was a problem here and they had been looking for an opportunity to share it with us.

'Well, I don't know if we should talk about this,' Pam said hesitatingly.

'Pam, of course you can, we're best friends. There's nothing wrong with sex but people have problems just like every other area of life. You know how we love both of you,' Chris assured her.

So Pam began slowly relating to us their problem. A few years before she had a bout with uterine cancer. To keep it from spreading and to save her life the doctors had to perform a complete hysterectomy. She had been warned that this might affect her sex life and it did. She had desires but for her intercourse had become very uncomfortable, even painful, even if they used a lubricant. What had been a dynamic sexual life much like our own had become a tragedy.

Jeff is a very vital man, athletic for his age like myself, and Pam knew he needed sex. She tried to bear up just to satisfy him but was so uncomfortable that it always ended with her in tears and Jeff feeling guilty and frustrated. They had pretty much given up on that part of their lives.

Chris and I hardly knew what to say and looked to each other hoping for the wisdom to tell them what they could do. But nothing came. We hugged our friends and promised to pray for them and assured them we would always be there for them.

That night after a fine session of lovemaking I was lying next to Chris and an idea came to me. Turning to my well satisfied wife I asked, 'Would you consider having sex with Jeff?'

She smiled dreamily, 'I had already thought of that. If you didn't mind, I would. He's a fine looking man and I'm fond of him. If Pam was okay with it and you approved, yes, I would.'

A couple of days later Pam and Chris were shopping together and they often do. They were in Chris' car on their way to a local mall enjoying girl's chat when Pam carefully asked her a question, 'Chris, I know you and Jim have a kind of open marriage and you told us about your interest in swinging. Well, would you consider making love with Jeff? I can't believe I'm asking you this, but he's so frustrated and I feel so deeply for him.'

Chris assured her that we had already talked about it, 'But I want to be sure that you're alright with it. We don't want it to hurt our friendship.'

The next Sunday afternoon when we got together was very different. There was a feeling of happy tension in the air, like just before a wedding. Jeff and Pam seemed more upbeat than ever before as they sat next to each other on the garden bench facing us enjoying the stakes I had just grilled. Chris and I were also flirting and caressing as we finished dinner. We knew Pam had given the news to Jeff about the arrangement and that he was as excited as a schoolboy.

I hate awkward silences and once we were finished eating I decided to just jump in and make it happen, 'Chris, we all know what we talked about this last week. Why don't you take Jeff inside while Pam and I clean up?'

Chris agreed quickly and Jeff was almost salivating, 'Jim, are you sure about this, I mean...'

'Jeff, it's okay, it's all been talked about and worked out. Go enjoy yourselves and be thankful that God has provided this way of making us even better friends.'

With that Chris stood and took Jeff's hand and led him into the house. Pam watched them go with a wistful smile. I moved over and sat next to her.

'Are you alright?' I asked gently.

'Yes,' she said with tears in her eyes, 'I'm just very grateful.'

I put my arms around her and hugged her close. She cuddled against me like a child. Despite her condition she is really a very attractive woman and I deeply regretted not being able to give her the love she deserves.

In the bedroom Jeff embraced and kissed Chris deeply for the first time. Accepting his kiss she began unbuttoning his shirt and he began caressing her breasts through her blouse. They slowly and tantalizingly undressed each other until she had him sit on the edge of the bed so she could pull his pants down and expose his fine rigid cock to her attentions. She later told me he was as aroused as a high school boy on his first day, and just as nervous. Chris took him in her mouth and gave him some of her expert oral attention, bringing him almost to the brink of orgasm but not letting him come all the way yet.

When he was just about out of his mind with arousal she stood and finished undressing. His eyes were really big and round as he took in the sight of my wife's naked body. She smiled and lay beside him, drawing him over her between her open and accepting legs. With a deep moan he penetrated her fully with his first stroke and lay over her relishing the feel of her body against his. His cock drove and danced deep within her as they moved seamlessly together their bodies writhing and perspiring. He was so desperate and had gone so long without sex that he couldn't last long and a few moments later moaned and whimpered in ecstasy as his body gave hers his fluids.

He lay beside her gasping for breath for several minutes as my wife gently fondled his somewhat satisfied organ and accepted his affectionate kisses. Before too long she had skillfully brought him back to full erection and coaxed him to mount her again. He did and entered her once more. This time their coupling was much less frantic and rushed. He fucked her with long, slow deep thrusts savoring the delights she was giving him. They slowly built up to a full mutually satisfying climax.

Pam and I were still sitting in the backyard on the wood chairs chatting about everything and nothing when Chris and Jeff re-emerged from the house looking happy and satisfied.

'How was it?' I couldn't help but ask as Chris sat beside me and kissed me.

'Great, lots of fun,' she answered.

'And you, my husband, how was it for you?' Pam asked Jeff after they too kissed.

'Wonderful, not at all what I expected. Thank you so much,' he said cuddling her.

We made an arrangement. Pam and Jeff still come over every Sunday for barbeque or dinner depending on the weather. If the kids are gone Chris and Jeff at some point slip off to the bedroom for a session of hot lovemaking while Pam and I make dinner and talk. I also said that if during the week Jeff would like to come over while I'm at work and be with Chris alone I didn't mind but he hasn't taken us up on that offer yet.

It was then during one of these times when we were all together that things changed. It was not long after the affair began between Christine and Jeff that I had sensed a strange change coming over Pam. On warm Sunday afternoons she and I would be preparing dinner in the kitchen or on the backyard grill {most often} while Chris and Jeff were in the bedroom enjoying what nature has provided when I would see a shade of melancholy come into her eyes.

I understood that what was happening in the bedroom meant different things for all of us. The realization that my wife was at that moment struggling in Cupid's alliance with a dear friend was both exciting and stimulating to me. But I could see in her face that Pam was remembering the days when it was she alone who enjoyed Jeff's salacious exertions which thing she sadly could no longer do. She was deeply grateful that Chris was lovingly providing her husband with the pleasure and relief his splendid body needed but there were still physical and emotional needs within her that went unsatisfied. I sighed, what could I do?

Pam placed the settings at the picnic table as I saw to the burgers on the grill and glanced up towards her occasionally. She is certainly a fine looking woman with a trim and tight body. Life can be very cruel and unfair sometimes, and often there is only so much we can do to change that, if anything.

I left the meat on the edges to stay warm until Chris and Jeff came out. They seemed to be enjoying an extended session that day. Chris would tell me all about it that night when I made love to her, if she wasn't too sore! I sat beside Pam and encircled her shoulders tenderly with one arm.

'Are you alright?' I asked quietly.

She nodded and smiled, just a hint of a tear in one eye. 'I'm sure I will be. I'm so glad we have friends like you.'

'Well, I just wish I could help you like Chris is helping Jeff.'

She cuddled closer, 'Just hold me, that's all.'

I held her close and first she lay her cheek against my neck, then turned her face to kiss me. Her first kiss was light, merely affection. Then she kissed me again with growing need she neither understood nor could control. With our third kiss our tongues began to intertwine and my hands were busy opening her blouse so they could caress her perfectly shaped breasts.

Maybe penetration was painful for her, but I was thinking of all manner of things I could do for this splendid woman that might not displease her. With Chris to practice on I've made it a point to become as good as I possibly could at the art of pleasing a woman's body with my tongue. I started tracing those delicious lines of her neck until my tongue came to her breasts and her nipples upon which I feasted with lips and tongue both. Pam no longer restrained her tears or her cries, she whimpered like a desperate child. While still lovingly caressing her breasts I moved her back and drew her panties down until they were off.

I was very glad our backyard is well fenced in and it was unlikely our neighbors were going to be disturbed by her cries. I lowered my face to her loins and ran my tongue delicately and cautiously along her labia to see what would happen. To my pleasure they swelled with greeting and her clitoris became enlarged, but she did not lubricate. Well, no problem, I already knew we couldn't fuck. But maybe I could still give her some satisfaction. With renewed determination I applied my lips and tongue to her clit and labia, inner and outer, and gave her everything I knew how.

Even so I really didn't expect her to respond. I was sorely afraid that all I was doing was bringing her to a fever pitch from which she would be unable to climax, and that would be too cruel to think about. Still I had to try, and try my very best. My tongue was growing weary then began to ache, but Pam was writhing violently trapping my head between her legs and pounding on the back of my shoulders with her heals until it really began to hurt. I was rewarded with no sweet nectar like I get when I do this to Chris, in fact I was having to keep her flesh wet with my own saliva, and now I was becoming desperately thirsty and dry mouthed. Pam grasped two handfuls of my hair and let out a choked scream that trailed off into an almost pathetic whimpering cry as her body buckled fiercely twice, then went nearly limp.

Had I killed her? Cold fear gripped me for a second as I raised myself. No, she was still breathing I saw with no small relief. I gathered her in my arms and kissed her softly once more as she lay in half awareness. Then I realized that Jeff and Pam were standing nearby, stark naked, watching us anxiously.

'My God, what happened?' Jeff demanded.

'A miracle, I think,' I responded between gasps.

'Pam, are you alright?' he then asked, kneeling beside his wife.

'Oh, more than alright,' she purred, 'thank you, Jim, I didn't think that was possible anymore.'

'Well I'm no less surprised than you are. Let's all have dinner, then we can talk about it in our right minds,' I suggested.

We sat about the picnic table and had a great meal that evening and talked endlessly about all that had happened between the four of us. As it resolved itself we all felt closer than we ever had before. We made plans for the next week when we would all have had time to let it all sink in. That night Chris made very passionate love to me telling me what a wonderful thing I had done for Pam and making me feel like some kind of hero. Well, who am I to turn down a little ego boast?