By Tahoecple
It’s really kind of funny how you can travel all over the country looking for good times only to find that some of the most fun you ever had happened in your own neighborhood.
A case in point for Linda and I took place when we were in our twenties and living in a small California town, in a neighborhood made up of little cookie cutter houses, all looking alike on small lots right next to each other.
Back then, everybody knew that to have a good time you had to go somewhere out of this little town to do it.
Dave and Sandy, a couple we’ve written a few stories about, were living on one side of us, and an elderly couple, who kept to themselves, lived on the other side of us.
In this story, we’re going to tell you about Bruce and Karen, a couple our age that lived in the house behind us.
A common six-foot redwood fence separated all three of our back yards. We were cordial with all of our neighbors; Dave and Sandy were the only ones we were social with though.
Linda had gone to school with both Bruce and Karen, so we knew who they were, I don’t think you could call us friends, I think you could say we were acquaintances at the time. They were our neighbors, we were cordial with each other, we both just traveled in different circles.
Bruce and Karen made a great looking couple. They both came from very prominent well-to-do families in town. They had married right after high school and Bruce went to work for his father.
Karen was a beautiful woman. She was a tall blond with ample breast and a body resembling a competitive swimmer. As for Bruce, he had preppy good looks.
Together they looked like the well-to-do young couple who you would expect to find in church. They were the real life “Leave It To Beaver” family without kids.
I had a raised and partially enclosed 20X20 patio at the rear of our house. It was covered, and had walls about three feet high with only the supports separating large open window spaces. We had placed a hot tub in the patio so we could enjoy it year around.
Linda and I had been exploring the pleasures of the lifestyle for a few years by that time in our lives. In such we had met and played with Dave and Sandy, who had become regular guests in our hot tub.
One evening I was in the patio taking the cover off the hot tub when Bruce walked out his sliding glass door and gave me a wave. Bruce and Karen didn’t spend much time in their yard so it was a little out of the ordinary to see him back there.
Since our patio was raised, while standing in the patio the back of Bruce and Karen’s house was clearly visible. As I watched Bruce walk through his yard toward the back fence, it was apparent that he wanted to initiate a conversation.
The thought that went through my mind was that the previous weekend while Dave and Sandy were with us in the hot tub, we might have done something that upset them in some way. Some folks have a problem with the morality of four people naked in a hot tub.
I was hoping my first conversation with Bruce wouldn’t turn into some kind of confrontation; problems with neighbors are never a good thing.
When his head popped up over the fence, Bruce seemed to be in a friendly mood as he said, "Hey neighbor." After some small talk, Bruce started asking me questions about our hot tub.
He mentioned that a hot tub was going to be one of his requirements for the house they planned on building in a year or two.
After a few minutes, and what seemed to be genuine interest on his part, I invited him over to see how I had set our tub up.
A few minutes later, we were both on our patio and I was showing him our hot tub. After several minutes, the conversation transitioned from how the tub was set-up to using the tub.
Bruce at one point said that he would have to find a secluded place to put his tub because he didn’t plan to wear a bathing suit in it. The thought of Bruce and Karen nude in a hot tub seemed totally out of character of my impression of them.
I told him that we never wear a bathing suit in ours either. Bruce thought about that for a moment then said he thought he heard other voices from the tub last weekend. He asked how I handle having other people share our tub when we don’t plan on wearing a bathing suit.
I just tell folks that there are two places you never wear a bathing suit: a bathtub or a hot tub. I just tell them they are more than welcome to join us and I don’t care if they wear a suit or not but we won’t be wearing one.
I told him that as for last weekend, that was Dave and Sandy in the tub with us. Bruce smiled, "So they didn’t mind being in the tub with you two being naked."
I shook my head, no didn’t seem to be, being they were naked also. Bruce’s smile broadened before he added "That sounds like fun, now I really am jealous over not having a hot tub."
"I haven’t asked you before because I didn’t think you and Karen would be into nude soaking, but if you two would like to join us sometime just give us a shout, you two are welcome anytime."
Bruce just nodded his head not saying anything but you could tell his mind was running in overdrive. Before he could comment on my invitation, Linda walked into the patio and asked what we were doing. Just talking about hot tubs, I said.
The three of us were in the patio for just a few minutes before Karen opened their back sliding glass door, she looked around for a moment then called for Bruce.
When Bruce answered her, she told him that dinner was ready. Linda and I both gave her a friendly wave and after a few pleasantries, Bruce left.
After Bruce had left, Linda asked me what he wanted. "I’m not sure," I replied, "he wanted to talk about our hot tub. I don’t think however, that was all he had on his mind." I then laughed and told Linda that I got the feeling that he wanted us to invite him and Karen over to soak in the tub some night.
Linda laughed and started to go back inside the house. As she did, she looked over her shoulder and told me that I was just dreaming if I thought I would ever see Karen in our hot tub naked. There is no way that those two would be into getting into a hot tub with us naked.
After dinner that night, Linda and I decided to soak in the hot tub while we enjoyed an after-dinner-drink.
After about half an hour or so, I was getting hot so I sat up on the edge of the tub to cool off. I was facing our back fence and from my vantage point I had a clear view of the back of Bruce and Karen’s house.
When I glanced over at their house, I thought it was a little strange that both the drapes to the sliding glass door and their bedroom were wide open. I could clearly see inside their house. This was the first time in three years of living there that I noticed their drapes being open at night.
Light from the kitchen illuminated their living room, which made it so that I could only see the contents of that room in shadows. The bedroom however had the overhead light on, making the room clearly visible.
It wasn’t as if I was being a peeping Tom or anything, I was just setting on the edge of the hot tub facing their house.
Linda asked me something and for the next few minutes, we were engaged in conversation. As we were talking I detected movement in Bruce and Karen’s living room which drew my attention toward the movement.
I realized the movement I had noticed was Karen when she walked into their bedroom. She tinkered around in the bedroom for a few minutes before she went into the master bathroom.
A few minutes later I saw Bruce enter the bedroom and walk into the master bathroom. There was nothing unusual about what I saw it was just our neighbors moving about inside their house.
After several minutes, Karen came out of the bathroom naked. Now that was unusual, and their bedroom now had my undivided attention. She stopped in front of the bedroom window, I thought she was going to close the drapes but to my surprise, she instead opened the window.
Bruce came up behind her wrapped his arms around her and started kissing her neck. As he did, I could clearly see his hands cupping her breasts.
For several minutes, they stood in front of the window as Bruce continued to embrace Karen. After several minutes Bruce led Karen to their bed.
I nudged Linda and motioned for her to join me on the edge of the hot tub. As she stood, I motioned toward Bruce and Karen’s house. It took Linda a few moments to see what I was pointing out to her.
"We shouldn’t be watching them like this." Linda said as she sat down beside me.
"Well don’t watch if you don’t want to." Linda gave me a nudge with her elbow and turned back toward our neighbors.
As we watched Bruce fucking Karen from behind on their bed, Linda started stroking my cock. In return, I started rubbing my finger over her clit. After several minutes of this, we heard Karen scream out her orgasm and they both collapsed on the bed with him on top of her.
A few minutes later Karen got off the bed. As she walked by the light switch, she switched off the bedroom light, curtailing our ability to see into their bedroom. That act served to confirm to me that they wanted us to see them fucking. My only question was why; they just weren’t the type of people that would let the neighbors watch them having sex.
Linda looked at me and started to giggle. "I can’t believe we just saw what we saw."
I just shook my head and smiled as I shrugged my shoulders in reply.
My attention returned to Bruce and Karen’s house when the lights came on in their living room. I saw Karen walking through the living room toward their sliding glass door. She was now dressed again and walking out the sliding glass door.
Linda and I sat in silence, not sure what to do. I felt sure they had put on a show for us but there was still that slight chance that wasn’t what they intended to do. There was a chance that she had come outside to see if we were in the tub and had seen them because they inadvertently left the drapes and lights on.
As we watched, Karen stood on her patio and peered through the darkness toward our house as if she was trying to determine if we were in the hot tub or not. Finally she waved and said, “Nice night isn’t it?”
"It’s a beautiful night." I replied.
Karen picked up a stool from the patio and walked up to the fence separating our yards. I looked over at Linda and saw she was looking back at me with that, 'what the hell do we do now' expression on her face.
A short time later, Karen’s head popped up over the fence, about twenty-five feet from where Linda and I were sitting on the edge of the hot tub. “What are you two up to tonight?” she asked in a cheerful voice.
The thought that went through my mind was, 'just sitting here watching Bruce fucking you.' However, what I said was, "Just soaking in the tub." It didn’t dawn on us to cover up or try to conceal the fact that we were both naked.
"That sounds so relaxing. I wish we had a hot tub." Karen said.
"You are more than welcome to join us." I said.
"Oh, we wouldn’t want to intrude on you two." Karen replied to my invitation.
"You wouldn’t be intruding on us, come on over. I’ll get us all a cold beer and see you two when you get here."
"OK, if you’re sure you don’t mind, we will be over in just a few minutes." Karen cheerfully replied.
After Karen entered her house, Linda looked at me and laughed. She shook her head saying I don’t believe what’s going on here tonight. Linda thought about it for a moment before she asked me if I knew what was going on here tonight.
I laughed and replied, “You know as much about what’s going on as I do. Do you have a problem with having them join us?”
Linda smiled as she shook her head and said, "I think we might be seeing another side of our neighbors that I would have never imagined."
Less than ten minutes later, I was getting some beers out of the refrigerator when I heard a knock at the front door. When I opened the door, I found Karen and Bruce carrying a bottle of wine.
When they entered our house, I was clad in a towel wrapped around my waist and nothing else. I think Karen was trying to be nonchalant, however, I noticed her glance at the front of my towel as she walked past me.
Karen was chatting nervously as we walked through the house toward the patio. I told them that Linda was waiting for us in the hot tub as I led the way through the house.
We stood beside the hot tub chatting for a few minutes. It was obvious that they were both a little nervous. They had gone completely out of character tonight and were at a loss as to what to do next.
Linda noticed this also and said the water’s great why don’t you guys get in. I removed my towel and climbed into the tub leaving Bruce and Karen standing beside the tub.
I sat in the tub opposite of Linda and facing away from them thinking that it might be a little less intimidating for Karen if I wasn’t watching her undressing. I don’t know if it was or not but a few moments later they both were naked and climbing into the tub.
It took a conscious effort on my part not to stare at Karen’s beautiful body as she got into the tub and wade past me.
She sat down to my left and Bruce sat on the far side of her between her and Linda. As she sat down Karen slid down far enough into the water so that the water covered her breast.
After a few minutes, Karen and I started chatting together. It was just small talk, asking how the water felt and that sort of thing. She just smiled and said the water felt great.
After a few minutes, I told her she should move over just a little bit so that the jet she was sitting beside would hit the middle of her back. Of course, the jet I indicated to her would cause her to move a little closer to me.
I continued to chat with Karen as Linda was engaged in a conversation with Bruce. As we continued to chat, Karen began to relax, and become more comfortable. She started moving around and letting the jet behind her hit different areas of her back. As she did, more and more of her beautiful breast began to appear above the water.
As I watched Linda and Bruce, I saw him inching his way closer to her. It was nothing overt but it was a process and over a few minutes, he was sitting next to her. I knew exactly what he was doing because I was doing the same thing with Karen.
After several minutes, my thigh touched Karen’s, so lightly it was almost unnoticeable. Karen looked over at me with a shy smile. I looked back at her and smiled as I asked her, “How does that jet feel against you back?” She returned my smile and told me it felt great.
Linda and Bruce were talking so quietly that I couldn’t hear them over the sound of the hot tub. I asked Karen if she would mind if I asked her something. Not at all, she replied, what is it? With a smile I asked her, “What’s going on here tonight?”
After thinking about my question for a moment, and failing to answer it, Karen asked me if I minded if she asked me a question. Ask away I replied. She took a deep breath, "Are you and Linda into wife swapping?"
My smile got even broader as I asked her, "Are you and Bruce into that?" as we continued the questions game with no answers. Karen’s smiled as she thought about my question and replied, “Not yet.”
I looked at her and with a chuckle, I said, “Yes we are. Why do you want to know about that?" I asked.
"This is something that Bruce and I have been talking about for some time now. Well, last weekend we heard you and what sounded like another couple in the hot tub."
She became silent for a moment as she thought about what she wanted to say. "I hope you don’t get mad, but the curiosity got the best of us. We were in bed with the window open and couldn’t help hearing you guys. We couldn’t make out what you were saying but we could tell there were two couples in your hot tub.
"We snuck over to the window to try to see what was going on. Of course, we couldn’t see anything but that doesn’t mean our imaginations weren’t running wild with what might be going on.
"We have been talking for over a year about doing what we thought you guys were doing. We just never had a chance to make it happen. We were asking each other, do you think they were having sex in the tub, do you think they are having sex with each other’s partner?
"It was so stimulating thinking about how the four of you could be having sex with each other that it wasn’t long before Bruce started fucking me from behind while we stood at the window and tried our best to see what the four of you were doing."
It was so stimulating hearing this straight-laced little blond talking about fucking that it had my cock at diamond cutter status. That kind of language from her was so out of character, that it made it even more stimulating.
Karen was facing me as she sat beside me. She was so into what she was confessing to me I don’t think she realized that her breasts were now in full view above the water. It was also apparent to me that what she was telling me was stimulating her because her nipples were hard and protruding more than half an inch.
As I tried to suppress my urge to tweak her nipples and explore her wet pussy I sat beside her with my hands clasped and let Karen continue her story.
"We saw the four of you getting out of the tub after some time," she continued. "then you all went into the house.
"I saw that Linda was with the other guy and he had his arm around her waist. You were with the other lady and you had your arm around her shoulders. When the four of you went down the hallway toward the bedrooms, it was obvious what was happening.
"After the four of you disappeared down the hallway the images of what you were doing was racing through my mind. Bruce was fucking me as hard as he could and in a matter of just a few minutes, we both had one of the biggest orgasms either of us have had in years.
"For the last three days ever since we saw what took place Saturday night we have been trying to come up with some way to let you two know that we are interested in trying this.
"What we came up with was to wait until you guys were in the hot tub some night and put on a little show for you and hoped it would turn you two on enough to give us an invitation to join you in the tub."
After thinking about what Karen had just told me, I started laughing good naturedly, "Well it seems that your plan worked out just as you planned it." I said. Karen looked into my eyes and with a broad smile said, "Well the first part has."
I felt her thigh trembling against mine as she waited for my response. I smiled and said it is a hard subject to bring up with people when you think you know what they are into but not sure isn’t it. Karen just nodded as a reply.
"So tell me," I asked, "being the first part of your plan has worked, what is the second part of your plan?"
Karen was looking at me with a broad smile when I felt her fingers wrap around my hard cock. As her hand slowly stroked my cock she let a low moan escape her lips, "Oh you are much bigger than I expected." she said in a moaning whisper.
Before I could reply to her my attention was drawn to the other side of the tub when a giggling Linda said, “That’s not the only big hard cock in this tub.”
It was obvious that Linda was stroking Bruce’s cock and his hand was between her legs playing with her pussy. Linda addressed Karen, "How do you want to proceed with this?" she asked.
Karen suddenly seemed to be unsure of how to proceed. She looked toward Bruce, who just shrugged his shoulders as an answer to her unasked question.
It was obvious that they each wanted to explore this further. However, they were having concerns over how the other felt about it.
Linda stood up and announced that she was going to the restroom, as she waded toward the steps she asked Karen if she you like to join her. Karen nodded as she stood and followed Linda into the house.
When Bruce and I were alone in the tub, I used the time to talk to him about what the two of them wanted to do tonight.
Bruce stammered around the subject for a few moments, "I don’t know." he finally said, "I guess we were thinking about swapping wives."
I nodded in response, "Well I’m good with that, and I think Linda would be good with that. The question I have is how the two of you would be with seeing the other having sex with us."
Bruce thought about that for a few moments before he spoke. "You are probably going to think I’m strange, but the truth is we’ve been talking about doing this for over a year now, and every time I think about seeing her fucking somebody else, I get a hard-on. With the mental images of it being so stimulating I think the reality of it happening would be even more exciting."
"I don’t think that’s strange at all." I said. "In fact, many guys have the same fantasy including me. Do you know how she feels about watching you have sex with another woman?"
Bruce shook his head, "I’m not sure, I know she gets turned-on talking about this, but there are times she gives mixed signals." I nodded and replied, “I know what you mean.”
"If I can make a suggestion, I think if anything does happen tonight we should just let the women lead the way." Bruce nodded his agreement but before he could say anything else, the girls walked back into the patio.
The girls were giggling when they came back onto the patio. Karen climbed back into the hot tub and sat down between Bruce and me, while Linda remained standing beside the tub.
After a few moments, Linda told us that she was starting to turn into a prune and thought she would go back into the house and wait for us inside.
I didn’t know what to make out of that and gave her a questioning look. Linda just smiled and started walking toward the door.
Karen swatted Bruce on the shoulder and told him not to be rude; you don’t want her to be all by herself. Bruce gave her a questioning look. Go on we will be in there shortly I just want to relax for a little longer.
Linda was standing at the sliding glass door with a towel wrapped around her looking over her shoulder at Bruce.
Bruce stared at Karen for a long moment, then stood up and climbed out of the hot tub and went inside with Linda.
When we were alone in the tub, I looked at Karen and asked, “Are you going to tell me what’s going on.”
"I think I’m ready for this to happen," she said with a serious expression on her face. "I’m just not sure I’m ready to jump into it in front of Bruce yet. I think I will be able to relax and enjoy it more if I didn’t have to worry about doing something that might upset him, or seeing him doing something that might upset me."
I nodded my head as I told her that this was something that both Linda and I enjoyed, however it’s not for everyone and she needs to make sure this is something that she wants to do.
Karen smiled that sexy smile at me, without saying a word. She took my hand and placed it between her thighs. She then pulled my hand toward her placing it on her pussy.
I could feel the wet slickness of her juices that were flowing from her. "Does that tell you just how much this has turned me on?" she asked.
I nodded my reply as I let my finger slide inside her. As she felt my finger enter her, she slammed her hips forward forcing more of my finger into her pussy.
I leaned forward and brought my lips to hers, I just had to kiss the beautiful woman that was offering herself to me. When our lips touched, Karen backed away and looked into my eyes. A moment later, she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me into her.
This time when our lips met, she thrust her tongue into my mouth and when my tongue entered her mouth, she started sucking on it.
As we kissed, my hands explored her body. I felt her pussy, her breast, and anywhere else I could reach. As much as I would have enjoyed taking my time in exploring her body our needs at that moment were such that it wasn’t an option.
As she remained seated, she tried to pull me to her. That however wasn’t going to work. I pulled her to her feet, turned her around, and moved between her wide spread legs from behind.
As my cock slid between her thighs, she grabbed it and positioned it at the entrance to her pussy. I thrusted my hips forward and my cock slid into her flowing pussy.
With a low moan, Karen thrust her ass back into me driving my cock all the way inside her. I held my cock all the way inside her for a few moments without moving.
I was holding her by the hips with my cock buried in her pussy. I felt her hips starting to rotate, causing her pussy to move on my cock. We soon had a rhythm going of me sliding my cock in and out of her as she moved her pussy over my cock.
Soon Karen was slamming herself back against me, slamming my cock deep inside her with every thrust. There were so many things that I wanted to do with her at that moment, but she was turning this into a fast hard fuck.
I knew that as much as this beautiful woman excited me, at this pace I wasn’t going to last. It was going to take every ounce of willpower I could muster just to hold off until she reached her orgasm.
I tried to react to every indication of pleasurable response she gave me. What she indicated by her responses was that she wanted to be fucked hard and deep. She didn’t want finesse, she didn’t want prolonged sex, and she wanted me to fuck her hard until she reached her orgasm.
Not a moment too soon, I felt her body start to tremble. Her hips were jerking and twitching when a heard a moan that started deep inside her. She brought her fist to her mouth to muffle the scream that was escaping from deep inside her as her orgasm rushed over her.
I grabbed her tightly around her hips, thrust my cock as deep into her as I could, and filled her with my seed.
Moments later, we were both out of breath as we started to come down from our orgasms. I was still holding her by the hips as my cock remained firmly held inside her.
My legs were trembling, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stay in this position for much longer. I slowly twirled her around and sat down with my cock still inside her. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly as I tried to catch my breath.
For several minutes, we sat like this with her on my lap and my cock still inside her. During that time she didn’t say anything, the only sound was the burbling of the water in the tub. I was starting to think she might be having second thoughts about what we just engaged in.
"Are you all right?" I asked. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled.
"I’m doing great." she said.
She swiveled around, making sure not to dislodge my cock from her pussy, until she was sitting sideways on my lap.
"I have just been thinking about this for so long it’s somewhat overwhelming now that I’ve engaged in it." Karen wrapped an arm over my shoulder as she continued to look into my eyes.
"Yeah, a year is a long time to think about something." I said.
Karen just smiled at me and said, "It’s been far longer than a year that this has been on my mind."
"Oh?" I said a little surprised by her statement. She chuckled and told me that she has been thinking about wife swapping since the summer after her freshman year in high school.
Now I was very confused. "That’s somewhat young to be thinking about this." I said.
"Well when I started thinking about it, I wasn’t thinking about me being involved in it. That’s when I starting believing that my parents were involved in wife swapping."
"You mean you caught your parents and another couple?" I asked.
"No, it’s more confusing than that." she said. "There were just a number of things and people that I started putting together and wife swapping is what I came up with. I’m pretty sure that’s what they were doing. I was very disturbed by it back then. Now, however, I’m starting to come to a different opinion of it."
Karen was silent for a few moments. "Would you consider doing me a big favor?" she asked.
"Sure, I’ll do whatever I can, what is it you want me to do?"
"This has been on my mind for a very long time, and in all that time, I’ve had nobody I could talk to about it. Would you mind if I came over some time and talked about it with you or you and Linda?"
"No problem, I don’t know how much help we would be but you can talk to us anytime. In fact, if that’s something you would like to talk about we can talk about now if you want to."
Karen busted out laughing. When she regained her composure, she gave me a hug. "I’m sorry, that just hit me as being so funny."
Taken aback, "What’s was so funny?" I asked.
"Me talking to you about how upset I was because I thought my parents were into wife swapping, while I’m sitting on your lap with your dick in my pussy after just having fucked me."
She leaned forward and gave me a friendly peck of a kiss. "Thank you, and I’ll give you a call and we will set a time to talk. As for right now, what I would like to do is to go inside and see how Bruce and Linda are doing."
"I don’t think we can do that." I said.
"Oh, and why not?" Karen replied.
"Because to do that, I would have to remove my dick from your pussy, and I really don’t want to do that."
"Now that is a problem." Karen chuckled. "I’ll tell you what, you may not know it but I give the best blow-jobs around, and if we go inside and everything is going good with our spouses I’ll give you the best blow-job you’ve ever had." She looked at me with a sly smile as she waited for my response.
"Well one thing about me is that I’ve never been unreasonable. Get up, and lets go check on our spouses."
We were both still giggling when we walked into the living room. As soon as we entered the house, we heard moaning in the den. Silently we continued into the den where we found Linda and Bruce on the floor.
Linda was on her back with Bruce on top of her, her legs wrapped around his waist and she was moaning each time he slammed his cock into her.
We watched Bruce fucking Linda for several minutes. Karen looked over at me with a broad smile on her face. They seem to be doing fine she said just before dropping down to her knees in front of me.
Karen wasn’t lying when she told me she gave the best blow-jobs in the country. She would alternate between using strong suction to just sliding her lips and tongue over my shaft. She twirled her tongue over the head and licked the underside of my cock. She was also alternating between stroking my cock and twisting her hand around it.
I enjoyed her ample oral talents for as long as I could before I gently withdrew my cock from her mouth.
I knelt down in front of her and gave her a deep passionate kiss using a lot of tongue. I then eased her onto her back and started kissing my way down her body.
I proceeded to use every oral trick I could think of to bring her pleasure. I had no doubt that I wasn’t as orally talented as she was but I hoped I was able to bring her some of the pleasure she had given me. The way she was holding my head and grinding her pussy into my face as she moaned continually, I think I might have succeeded.
I sucked, licked, and tongue fucked her until she had a very loud orgasm. When her orgasm was peaking, I sucked her clit with as much suction as I could muster. With a light touch, I licked and kissed her pussy until her moaning stopped and her breathing changed from gasps to just heavy breathing.
I spread her legs wider and kissed my way back up her body. When I reached her lips, with the taste of her juices on my lips and tongue I gave her a deep kiss, driving my tongue into her mouth as my cock entered her pussy.
I fucked her for several minutes in the missionary position enjoying the feeling of my cock slamming into her pussy and her breast pressed into my chest. I then hooked my arms under her knees, pulled them up and held them upright on my chest and continued to slam my cock into her pussy.
This time around, I was able to control my orgasm much better. I fucked Karen until I saw her close her eyes, and open her mouth. When I heard her scream out her orgasm, I slammed my cock all the way inside her and started to cum, filling her pussy for the second time that night.
When we regained our composure, I saw Linda and Bruce sitting beside us. Bruce was smiling as he bent down and gave Karen a loving kiss while I was still on top of her.
"That was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen." he said when their lips parted.
With a lot of hugs, kisses, giggles, and smiles, we all sat together on the floor for some time and chatted about what had transpired that night.
Both Bruce and Karen agreed that they weren’t sure what they expected going into this, but whatever it was, the reality exceeded it.
Before they left, we agreed to get together the next weekend and I promised to try to get Dave and Sandy to join us.
Before they walked out the door, Linda gave Bruce a kiss and I gave Karen a kiss. When our lips parted I told her not to forget to give us a call so we can talk.
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By Olympus5246
We are new to the swinging lifestyle. We were getting fairly annoyed because it seemed that what we wanted was not going to happen. See, being new to swinging, and never having been to that level yet, we wanted to feel comfortable, not like fresh meat. We wanted to be able to make friends and get to know others first, not just hop in the sack. We made a post in Curious About Swinging area, and got some good sound advice, but in between the posts, here's what happened.......
Rainy and drizzle day, so we hopped in the car and took a trip to Carbondale to check out computer and electronics related stuff. Mr O is like that and loves to tinker around. After spending several hours in a couple stores, we got everything loaded in the car and drove back home. Putting everything away, and still rainy out so we couldn’t go for our nightly walk at the park, we figured we take and go over to the local bowling alley and toss off a few games. When we got there, we found it was not as crowded as usual. We got a lane, found our balls {bowling} and threw a few warm up shots. I went over to the bar and got myself a mixed drink {strawberry dak} and Mr O a bottle of MGD {miller beer}.
As we played the first game, another couple came in, about our age, and got the lane next to ours. This meant we shared the same ball return. We made some idle talk at first, then introduced ourselves. His name was J and hers was S. He was almost the same size as Mr O, with black hair and brown eyes. He told us he was 51. S was 47, 5’9” and about 175 with red hair and hazel eyes {like me} with about the same build except for her breasts, they were a little smaller then my 38dd’s. J went up to the bar, asking if he could buy us a drink, we accepted. Mr O and I finished our first game and waited until J and S finished off their first one. They were fairly good, like us with an average in the 190’s.
The second game, we decided to split the lanes, rotating between both lanes. S wanted to bet that the women could beat the men so we all agreed to bowl for drinks. They won and S and I had to go get them another beer each. While gone, S remarked that she thought MR O was good looking. I told her the same about J. We went back to the guys and started a third game, making the same bet. This time we won so the guys had to go trot off after our drinks. All the time S and I made small talk, and found that we had a lot in common.
The guys got back with out drinks and this time the stakes were raised a bit by Mr O. He suggested that the winners get to do anything they wanted to, to the losers. There were no restrictions placed, but being in public we sort of took it for granted it would be clean. The guys whipped our butts. J walked up to S, grabbed her and gave her one hell of a passionate kiss, while feeling her breasts and butt. Not to be out done, Mr O grabbed me, sat me on his lap, gave me one of the wettest kisses he ever has and was using his hands on my breasts and between my inner legs, getting me all wet.
Well, we played another game with the same bet, and this time they must have let us win because neither of them hit 125. S looked at me, and with her eyes questioned as to if she could approach Mr O. I just smiled and nodded okay. She walked up to Mr O and gave him a nice kiss on the lips, moving her hand {which she must have thought was not visible to J and I } between Mr O legs grabbing his manhood. Mr O kind of jerked back a little, surprised by S’s move. I walked over to J and did the same thing to him, but he just stood there enjoying it. Needless to say, we were all getting a little hot.
Mr O suggested we go to a diner and grab something to eat and chat some more. We went to a little place called The Spot {it’s a Greek all night 24/7 place with great food and very comfortable}. We talked for about two hours, getting to know each other more. As the discussion got around to sex, we found that J and S were just as new to the new lifestyle as we were. They had never been in a swap, or in another sexual encounter with anyone other then themselves. It was getting late and they had to get home so they could get their babysitter off to her house. We exchanged telephone numbers and left it at they were going to give us a call today sometime.
We got home about midnight or so. We took a shower and were getting into some very heavy petting when the phone rang. It was S. She said that her mom came over last night and picked up their son {15} and took him to her house and dropped the babysitter off on her way home. She said she was happy that we met and that we were still up. She asked if we were tired and I said no why? She asked if we’d like to come over so we could talk some more.
I asked Mr O and he said sure, why not. So I get directions {which was very easy as they live two blocks from us} and we headed over. Of course we walked, even though it was drizzling rain out a little. Well let's see, it took all of about five minutes to walk over and getting there S opened the door. They gave us a tour of the place, stopping by the kitchen to get some drinks, and proceeded down to the huge open den area complete with video games, bar, hot tub and a movie like projection screen hanging on the wall.
J turned on some tunes and we all sat down and started talking about our lives, our jobs and interests. Come to find out we have a lot more then we thought in common. J loves to hunt and fish and play around with computer stuff. He and Mr O went up to the “junk room” as S put it {where J has all the computer stuff} which left S and I alone. We were talking about our families and how we loved to go camping when S moved her hand over to my leg and started to rub it. It was soft and slow and she moved her hand up and down my thigh in a motion that felt good. She stopped and said she was sorry but couldn’t help herself as she was just so turned on. I had the same feelings and just looked at her in the eyes and leaned over and took a kiss. She responded by giving right back and began to move her hands up and very gently caressed by breasts. I responded by doing the same to her. I was getting very wet and I knew it. S reached under my blouse and under my bra and started to play with my nipple, rolling it in her fingers.
About this time the guys came back and I faintly remember hearing J say that it looks like they’re having a good chat session. I caught myself, somehow, and can’t remember what did it, but I remember turning and looking at the guys and remember having my hand caressing S’s breasts. The guys, almost together, made a comment not to let them be the cause for us to stop. With that S moved her hand slowly down between my legs and started to rub so softly. I just could not take this any more and moaned. S stopped, sat up and took her blouse off. Reaching around she removed her bra. She had a very nice pair of breasts. Like I said, almost like mine, but a little smaller. She helped me get undressed and moved down taking one of my nipples in her mouth. This is the first time I have ever had a woman suck on them, let alone touch me. This just drove me off the deep end and I was so excited that I came.
S was surprised at how I flowed {I am what MR O calls a flooder—when I cum the juices just flow and flow}. With this, she moved down and started to lick me, even though I still had my panties on. I remember helping her take the rest of her clothes off and going into a 69 position. We both were so turned on that I don’t think either of us remember seeing the guys get undressed. J was standing down by S and Mr O was up near me. S stopped licking me and must have started to suck on J as I did the same to Mr O.
S got off of me {she was on top when in the 69} and moved over and had J sit in a chair. I got up and had Mr O sit on the couch where I knelt in front of him taking as much as I could in my mouth. I was never one that could DT him as he is too big for me, not just long {about 8”} but thick around. I knew he was very excited so I slowed down because I surely wanted him inside me. J and S moved over to the couch next to us, and S whispered in my ear that she would like to try Mr 0’s in her mouth. Without saying a word, I moved my head so she could go ahead and try. She licked it first and then took almost every inch down deep. Mr O just moaned and told her she was good. I moved over, took J’s in my hand and started to stroke it slowly up and down. This is the first time I have ever had another man's cock in my hand since I was with Mr O.
J was a little smaller and no way as thick {about 7”}. I took and licked him and then took him in my mouth. I found it was much easier to go down on him, taking almost all of him. We had no intention on doing what came next. We wanted our first encounter to be a soft, same room, no full swap experience. Well that changed in a flash. S got up and without even so much as a look from her, sat down on Mr. O taking ever inch of him in her. She bounced up and down, facing away from Mr O for all it was worth. She had climax after climax. I was not sure I wanted to do the same with J because I did not want to take the chance of getting the big P as I was not safe but Mr O had a vas so he was.
Sue looked at me and could tell something was wrong and told me “go ahead, he had a vas a couple years ago”. With that I got up and sat on him. It felt good, and excited me all the more to see Mr O pumping away in S and feeling J in me. I climaxed with such force that J was totally stunned by the wetness. What started out as a evening to get out of the house and do something active because we could not go for our normal evening walk, ended up with one of the most enjoyable nights that we have ever had. Mr O shot off in S’s mouth and she sucked all the more, taking ever drop. J unloaded in my mouth, but I could not take it all. We rested, and started all over again with the guys taking turns eating us out. We did MMF, FFM, MFMF and enjoyed every minute. S and I feel the same about anal, it is off limits, but other then that, all of us had a great night.
The next day was sex free, as we all got together, met J and S’s son and took a ride to Howe’s Cavern. Had a great time. Since that first night, the four of us have started on a good friendship. The best part of this whole experience is it happened without any planning. It was totally great. J and S feel the same as we do, all four of us play together or no one plays. That’s the way we wanted things and its become so clear that it was meant to be. It makes Mr O and I think…….how many other neighbors do we have that are the same way?….
J and S just left our home, 2:30 am, all of us having another great night of sex. There is one thing that we learned and would like to pass on. We are not sure if this is true with everyone, but we found that when you try hard to get something going, it takes effort and sometimes causes people to feel under pressure. We were not looking, we were out to have some fun, just Mr O and myself, and we ended up having a great night, having our first swinging experience, and to top it all off, found that the people we got involved with were our neighbors living only a few blocks from us. Guess when you keep a open mind, have a good attitude and be yourself, all good things can and will happen as we are living proof of this.
Thank you all ever so much. Without reading some of the posts made here, I am not sure if we would have gotten this involved with total strangers in a bowling ally like we did. Mr and Mrs O
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By older couple
About two years ago, our new neighbors moved in across the street. We noticed that they had four kids, a 14 year old boy, 10 year old girl and two 7 year old girls. Of course, we became curious about the two women living there.
One is in her late thirties and the other one is 28 years old. The guy is a bout 40 I think and has a weight problem. They each have their own cars, the oldest woman works and the younger one seems to care for the home and kids.
My wife and the youngest woman have become friendly. My wife noticed both women referred to the guy living with them as husband. My wife asked about that and it is a poly relationship. The oldest boy and two of the girls are the older woman's kids and one of the 7 years old girls is hers.
It seems the older woman and the younger one got pregnant at the same time with the two younger girls by their poly husband. I over heard the oldest boy telling a kid he has become friends with, that having Sandy (the youngest woman) living with them is like having a big sister. He really likes her. The other boy asked him if the adults sleep in the same bed. The boy answered some times.
They have a lot of family time over there playing basketball, and with toys and slowly the number of neighborhood kids that go there to play is growing.
Well they have noticed the number of men who visit my wife and me especially the black ones. There have been as many as 4 at a time and left in the early morning or the next morning. So Sandy asked her if we were swingers and my wife said yes and she really opened up about their arrangement and questioned my wife to death about the swinging life and servicing so many men and especially at one time. It seems me and my wife's sexual lifestyle is more strange than theirs.
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By sunbuckus
Mr. Sunbuckus brought to my attention a news story of the house party we recently went to. We were a bit concerned for the neighbors because the music did seem rather loud while we were walking up to the house. But other than that, it was a definite improvement from their previous party that we attended as well. Very crowded and lots of action.
**These are the usual big-type of house parties that are the norm here. The really good small, private parties are by invite only.
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By SwingersBoard
My wife Mallory and I are swingers, but we don't want anyone to know that. We have always been terrified that someone would discover our secret. This concern stems from growing up and living in a small town where everybody knows what everybody else is doing. The taboo factor of being raised in a Christian background made us both love and fear our secret swinging life together. It might sound trivial to some, but it was a significant problem for Mallory.
At the time of this story, we were both about 30 and had been with two other couples. Mallory enjoyed herself with the couples we had partied with in the lifestyle. Even though she had fun, it hadn't diminished her concerns over somebody in town finding out about our adventures.
This was before the internet. Meeting other couples was a long, drawn-out process that involved answering magazine ads by snail mail. This was a process that could take weeks, if not months before you would actually meet the other couple. But with Mallory's ban on any local activity, that's how it had to be for us at the time.
At the time, we lived in a small town a couple of hours from Dallas. We had a ranch house in a subdivision made up of homes that all looked the same and were built right next to each other. Everybody seemed to have their own lives, and we knew our neighbors only as people we passed on the street coming and going. We were on friendly terms but not social terms, if that makes any sense.
That all changed for us one hot July day. Chuck and Susan were our next-door neighbors. They, like us, were around 30, but other than that, we didn't know much about them. We greeted each other with a "Hi" or a wave when we saw each other, and we didn't know each other socially or travel in the same circles.
Chuck was a good-looking young man. He was about 5'10" with an athletic build. From the few times we had spoken, he seemed to have a fun personality.
Susan was what you could call a grown-up cheerleader. She was about 5'7" with sandy blond hair and a cheerleader's body: long legs, plump breasts, and a face of innocence. In short, she was the kind of girl guys have wet dreams about.
One July morning, I was out in the front of the house, taking the garbage to the street to be picked up before work. I heard Chuck and Susan's garage door open, and I glanced over that way and saw Susan dragging out a large garbage can. What really caught my attention was the way she was dressed. She was barefooted and wearing a thin pajama set made up of shorts and a button-up top.
She seemed to be having trouble with the heavy garbage can, so I decided to go over and help her like the gentleman I am. The thin pajamas did nothing to cover her lovely body.
As I walked up, I said, "Good morning, would you like a hand with that?" Susan acted surprised to see me and vainly tried to cover herself a little. "If you don't mind," she said, "it is heavier than I thought." I smiled, "No problem. Here, let me have it." I grabbed the handle from her and dragged it out to the street.
She followed along and thanked me for helping her. She was holding her arms across her chest, and she wasn't doing a very good job if she was trying to cover herself. Crossing her arms may have covered her nipples, but it only made her full breasts spill out to the side even more, stretching the thin fabric of her PJ top. The thin shorts also made it obvious she wore no panties. There was nothing between my eyes and her pussy other than the lightest polyester. I could see the slightest indention where her groove was.
As I forced my gaze back up her body to her face, I caught her gazing down at my crotch, smiling at the reaction she was having on me. "Well, thank you again," she said, "I think I had better get back in the house before being arrested for indecent exposure."
As she walked back up her driveway and into the garage, she stopped and said, almost as an afterthought: "Say, we are going to have some friends over Saturday for a barbeque. Would you and Mallory like to join us?"
"That sounds like fun," I told her. "I don't think we have anything going on this weekend, but I will check with Mallory and have her get back with you."
"Ok," Susan said, "talk to you later." She walked back inside as I walked back toward our house.
As I walked back inside to get my truck keys, I found Mallory pouring a cup of coffee. "I see you were the ever-helpful good neighbor this morning," she said.
"Doing whatever I can to help a neighbor in need," I said. "By the way, Susan invited us for a barbeque. Do we have anything planned for Saturday night?"
Mallory said, "Not that I can think of. The kids want to go to the ranch this weekend to see Nona and Papa, so I think it sounds fun. I will go over later and tell Susan we would love to come. I can also see if there is anything I can do to help her prepare for the barbeque."
Saturday morning rolled around, and Mallory was busy making side dishes for the barbeque. This was the first time we had ever socialized with Susan and Chuck. We were both looking forward to expanding our relationship with our neighbors on a social level. I don't think either Mallory or I considered even the slightest possibility of anything more than that. About noon, Mallory loaded the kids in the car and took them to Papa and Nona's for the weekend. By 5:00, we had showered and made our way to Chuck and Susan's house.
Chuck and Susan's friends were already there, maybe 15 people, and the names were just too many to remember. We had a great meal and spent the evening awkwardly socializing since they all seemed to know each other exceptionally well. Of course, we didn't know any of them.
About 9:00, I found my way back into the kitchen area to freshen my drink. I found Susan in the kitchen tidying things up. The stereo played a slow song, and most other people were still in the backyard. Susan looked over at me and smiled, "Wanna dance?" I took her in my arms, and we glided around the kitchen.
As we danced, I held her close and enjoyed the feel of her breasts pressed against my chest. Susan rested her head on my shoulder, and I could feel her warm breath on my neck. I could also feel my cock coming to life and pressing against her. Her reply to this was to grab me around the waist and pull me into her. I was starting to get a little concerned that somebody might come in and catch us.
Susan tilted her head and whispered, "Can I ask you something in confidence that you won't tell anybody else?" I told her that her secret was safe with me.
"Well," Susan said, "everybody here is really close friends... special friends." She pulled slightly away from me, her eyes searching mine to see if I understood what she was telling me. I must have looked puzzled because she took a deep breath and said: "By special, I mean the kind of friends that get together every month or so for adult fun... naked adult fun. Chuck and I talked about it and would like to invite Mallory and you to join our little circle of friends, but only if you absolutely want to, of course."
I smiled at her and told her that we were not strangers to this kind of fun. I told her I would love to join them, but Mallory had concerns about this kind of thing with locals. We had partied with other couples, but they had all been from outside the area. Susan thought for a moment, then said she would see what she could do to convince Mallory to join them tonight. As an afterthought, Susan asked, "What does Mallory like in a sexual partner?" I laughed and said, "The same thing most women like. A nice-looking guy with nice-sized equipment who knows how to use it. "Ok, got it!" she grinned, "Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back."
As Susan left the kitchen, I watched her go into the living room and sit down next to Stan, a nice-looking guy that looked to be in his late 20s. After talking for a few minutes, I saw them look over at Mallory. Stan smiled at Susan and nodded in agreement with whatever she told him. Susan returned to the kitchen smiling.
Susan and I had been chatting for a few minutes when I saw Stan get up from the sofa and walk over to Mallory. He asked her something, to which she nodded her head. He took her by the hand, and they walked together to the small tile entryway and started dancing to the music playing on the stereo. I saw him place an arm around her waist and pull her close to him, and she responded by putting her arms around his neck and laying her head on his shoulder.
Susan gave me a wink and said, "Now I need to go talk to someone else." Susan went out to the backyard and whispered something to Chuck. I saw him give her a kiss and run his hand up her skirt between her legs. She made a show of jokingly pulling away from him.
She came back into the kitchen. She asked me how Stan and Mallory were getting along? We stepped out of the kitchen into the living room and saw that they were still dancing in the entryway. Or at least I think that was what they were doing. We were standing behind them. I noticed that Mallory had her arms around his neck, and he held her with both hands on her hips, pulling her into him. Mallory moved to the music, grinding her crotch into Stan's crotch. Susan looked at them, then turned back to me and smiled, saying: "Oh yeah, I think she is ready for part two of my plan."
Susan gave me a kiss, slipping her tongue between my lips. As I placed my hands on her hips to hold her close, she pulled away and said, "Don't you go anywhere. I have some big plans for you later."
Susan then walked over to Mallory and Stan. Most of what happened next was told to me later by Mallory and Susan. At that time, I had no idea what Susan had planned and knew nothing about Stan other than he seemed to be a nice-looking guy and was one of Susan and Chuck's close friends. I was flooded with mixed feelings as I stood alone in the kitchen. I was simultaneously sexually excited and concerned that we were breaking one of Mallory's rules for this kind of thing. I decided to leave any activities that night up to Mallory. If she wanted to play, fine; if not, that was fine. I didn't want to put any pressure on her to do anything she didn't want to do.
Susan walked up to Mallory and Stan, put her arms around their shoulders, and hugged them. "I see you have met Stan," she said, smiling at Mallory. Mallory smiled back at her and nodded yes.
Susan smiled at Mallory and told her, "Yep, he's a great guy. Come on, you have got to see what I mean. You won't believe what I'm talking about until you see yourself!" She pulled Mallory and Stan behind her down the hall and into her bedroom.
As I watched Susan taking Mallory and Stan down the hallway and out of sight, I was overcome with the need to follow them and see what Susan was up to. However, I decided to let Susan's plan play out. I felt foolishly alone standing in the kitchen, and the only thing I could think of doing was fixing a scotch and seeing how things went from here.
Susan ushered both Mallory and Stan into her bedroom. She guided Mallory to the bed, gently pushing her to a seated position, and sat beside her. Susan then motioned for Stan to come over to them. When Stan was standing in front of them, Susan turned to Mallory and asked, "Have you ever seen a cock over ten inches long before?" Shocked, all Mallory could do was shake her head no.
Susan reached out and started rubbing Stan's crotch. "Well, you are in for a treat because you have one right before you!" Susan said with a wide smile. Susan took Mallory's hand and placed it where hers had been on Stan's growing cock. Mallory told me later she couldn't believe how big it was, and it wasn't even fully erect yet. Susan started undoing Stan's belt, telling Mallory she had to see this thing; it was unbelievable.
Stan's pants fell to the floor. Stan was left standing in front of the two girls with only a pair of boxer shorts between them and his giant cock. Susan grabbed both sides of Stan's boxers, and with a yank, she soon had his boxers on the floor around his knees. Mallory said it was the most enormous cock she had ever seen, and it was only half erect. "You haven't seen anything yet," Susan told Mallory, "you must see it when it gets fully hard. C'mon, let's get it that way!"
With that, Susan pulled down the front of her halter top, exposing her breasts, and told Mallory, "C'mon, baby, show him your tits. Let's give him double sexy to look at so we can watch him get hard."
Mallory hesitantly undid the straps on her sundress and let the front fall open, revealing her breasts to Stan. With the heat of summer and her firm perky breasts, she had not bothered wearing a bra. Susan took Mallory's hand and placed it on Stan's cock. Stan reached down and started massaging both girls' breasts simultaneously.
Susan reached around Mallory and pulled her skirt up around her waist. Smiling at Mallory, she said: "It's only fair that if you get to see his cock he should get to see your pussy!" Mallory didn't resist. In fact, she raised up off the bed so that Susan could completely remove her sundress. After the dress was off, the only thing Mallory had on was her sandals and her panties.
The crotch of Mallory's panties was visibly wet with her juices. Susan ran her forefinger up the damp material, separating Mallory's swollen labia. When Susan's finger got to the top and hit Mallory's clit, Mallory jerked. "Mmmm," Susan teased, "little missy, you will catch a cold wearing wet things like that! Let's get those wet things off." Mallory didn't resist. She raised herself off the bed while Susan slid her panties down her legs.
Stan smiled, reached between Mallory's legs, rubbed her pussy, and slowly inserted a finger into her. Mallory closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his cock in her hands and his finger in her pussy. Stan removed his finger and knelt beside her between her legs. He gently placed one leg over each shoulder and slid his face to her pussy. As he alternated between licking and sucking her clit and pussy lips with his tongue, Stan soon had Mallory on the brink of her first orgasm of the night. Mallory leaned back on the bed, letting Stan work his magic on her. She let the flood gates open, and with gasps of joy, she ground her pussy into Stan's hungry mouth.
While Mallory was enjoying her orgasm, Susan had removed her own clothes. When Mallory opened her eyes, she saw Susan standing nude beside Stan with her arm resting around his shoulder. Susan smiled at her and said, "See, I told you he was exceptional, but you haven't seen anything yet!" Stan was smiling up at her from between her legs which were still draped over his shoulders. His face was wet and glistening from her juices.
Stan untangled himself from between Mallory's legs and stood up. His cock was now fully erect and standing straight in front of him. Susan smiled at Mallory, "Stan needs a little TLC. Mallory, would you like to help him out? Why don't you give him a little head? I'm sure he would enjoy that."
"It's so big," Mallory said, "I don't think I could ever get something that big in my mouth!" Susan smiled and said, "I know a trick!" and moved in front of Stan, reached behind her, and guided his cock between her legs. Mallory smiled at Susan standing there with a cock sticking out in front of her. It looked like she had a short cock of her own, like a man and a woman simultaneously. Susan looked down at the cock protruding from her crotch, smiled at Mallory, and giggled: "Come here and suck my cock!" Suddenly Stan's mammoth cock didn't look all that scary to Mallory.
Susan helped Mallory off the bed and onto her knees on the floor in front of them. Mallory had never had any bi interest, but it seemed natural to lean forward and lick the head of Stan's cock only a couple of inches from Susan's pussy. As Mallory licked the shaft of Stan's cock, her face touched Susan's pubic area, coming in contact with Susan's wiry pubic hair. Susan's scent filled her senses.
Mallory licked Stan's cock back toward the head, then opened her mouth wide and slid as much of his giant cock into it as she could. Mallory worked her head back and forth, sliding Stan's cock in and out of her mouth, sucking it as best as she could.
As Mallory gave Stan her best blow job, Susan started moving her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy over Stan's cock. She was coating his cock with the juices flowing freely from her pussy. For the first time in her life, Mallory experienced the essence of another woman. Susan thrust her hips forward so that Stan's cock was no longer protruding, and Mallory's mouth was fully resting on her pussy. Susan put a hand behind Mallory's head and held her close, almost daring her to take the next step. Mallory slowly stuck out her tongue and licked Susan's clit. To her surprise, the taste and smell weren't too unfamiliar; she enjoyed it.
Susan moved her hips back again, bringing Stan's cock forward and back into Mallory's mouth. Mallory found herself alternating between a cock in her mouth and her tongue licking a pussy as Susan would move her hips back and forth. The passion fires in Mallory were raised to a fevered pitch. She wasn't the only one getting worked up. Stan was also feeling it. The friction on his cock from sliding it between Susan's thighs and Mallory's blow job had his breath coming in gasps.
Susan stopped moving her hips and gently pushed back. "We seem to be getting Stan all worked up," she said, smiling at Mallory. "We don't want him cumming just yet, do we?" Mallory smiled and shook her head. "No, I think we need to enjoy him a little more before that happens."
Mallory slowly stood as Susan removed Stan's cock from between her legs. "Stan," Susan asked, "would you like to feel your cock in her pussy? Mallory, you don't mind if Stan slides his cock in your pussy, do you?"
"Oh no, not at all," Mallory replied. "I don't know if that monster will fit in my little coochie, but I'm willing to try!"
Stan eased Mallory onto the bed he laid down between her widely spread legs. He placed the head of his mammoth cock at her opening and started to push. Mallory squirmed as the girth stretched her in a new way. Sensing her struggle, Susan leaned down and whispered in Mallory's ear. One hand stroked Mallory's forehead while the other gently tugged at one of Mallory's nipples. The gentle distractions from her new female friend were enough to help Mallory adjust to the largest cock she had ever taken. When Mallory's discomfort had passed, Susan said, "You two seem to be playing very nicely together. I think I will leave you on your own for a while."
After I had watched Mallory, Stan, and Susan disappear down the hallway, I waited in the kitchen for what seemed like hours. Eventually, the rest of the party started in earnest in the living room. People began filtering back into the house from the backyard, and clothes started coming off.
Rick and Sue were sitting on the sofa in the living room and started some heavy kissing and foundling. They both stood up and started removing their clothes, and Sue knelt in front of Rick and took his cock in her mouth.
Another couple was now naked and in a 69 position on the floor. The TV was on and playing an X-rated movie. The sites, sounds, and smells coming from the living room had my cock coming to life. Just then, Linda walked into the kitchen, totally nude.
Linda, Rick's wife, was a dark-skinned beauty that I later learned was half Spanish and half Italian. She was about 5'5", with large breasts, round hips, a plump ass, and jet black hair. Her nipples were dark and large, about the size of silver dollars.
Linda smiled at me as she walked into the kitchen. "There you are," she said. "What are you doing in here all by yourself? I've been looking for you." She rubbed her hand over my cock. "Hmmm," she said, "you seem ready for a little fun, but you're all alone. Is something wrong?"
I told her about Mallory's concern over partying with locals, and Susan trying to convince her that it would be alright with this group. I explained that I didn't want to start with anything, only to have Mallory come out not wanting to. Linda said she understood and asked me if I had checked in on them to see how things were going yet? I told her I was giving them a little space and letting Susan see what she could do to convince her it would be alright. "Well," Linda said, "I don't think it would do any harm to just take a peek in on them and see how they are doing."
With that, she grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway. Linda stopped in front of Susan's bedroom door and placed a finger in front of her lips as a signal to be quiet. She quietly turned the door handle and eased the door open a crack.
As we looked in, I saw Susan standing beside Stan. Susan was nude, and Stan was kneeling on the floor, naked from the waist down. Mallory was lying on the bed naked with her legs draped over Stan's shoulders, and her eyes were closed. Stan's face was buried in Mallory's pussy, and she had both hands around his head, pulling his face into her. Mallory was panting heavily as she worked her pussy against Stan's tongue and lips. It was evident that she was rapidly approaching an orgasm.
Linda eased back away from the door and slowly closed it. Linda reached behind the door and wrapped her hand around my cock as the door closed. She stroked my cock through my pants and didn't let go as we eased back down the hallway. We stopped at the far end of the hallway.
"It looks to me like Mallory is enjoying herself, and it's apparent from the size of your cock you enjoyed that fact. Would you like to take your clothes off, or would you like me to rip them off you?" she said with a smile. I removed my clothes and left them in a pile in the hallway. "Oh, that's much better," Linda purred as she stroked my cock.
I leaned down and kissed her, thrusting my tongue into her sweet mouth. My hand found her breasts, and I fondled them and pinched her hardening nipples. We eased our way down to the floor, still locked in a passionate kiss, and my hand found its way down to her pussy. I rubbed it feeling the wetness and heat, then slowly inserted a finger into her. I broke our kiss and moved up to a kneeling position. I kissed my way down her body to her breasts. I licked and sucked her nipples as she found my cock and started stroking it again. I kissed and licked down her belly, flicking my tongue into her navel.
As I began licking down toward her pussy from her navel, Linda let go of my cock and pushed me back a little. Linda straddled my head, facing my cock. She stretched out, lowering her pussy to my mouth as hers found my cock. This girl was a master in the art of giving head. And a master in the art of reading her man. She could tell when I was getting close and would back off, letting me cool down before starting again.
I don't know how long we had been going at it, but I was enjoying the taste of Linda's pussy and the feel of her mouth on my cock. I was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of a smack as a hand slapped Linda's big bare ass.
I looked up to see Susan standing there nude. She smiled as she said: "You slut, I told you I wanted him first!" Linda light-heartedly said, "Well, sexy bitch, I didn't think you would mind sharing him!" Susan leaned down and kissed Linda on the lips.
"Where's Mallory?" I asked Susan, looking at her from between Linda's legs. "Oh, she is still having a little fun with Stan," she said. "Come on, I'll show you."
Susan stopped in front of her bedroom door, placing a finger to her lips as she eased the door open. Now Stan was lying on his back, and Mallory was on top of him. His cock was buried in her pussy, and the muscles in her ass were quivering. Mallory slowly started to rise up, sliding his cock out of her. At this time, I first saw just how thick Stan's cock was. It was like a coke can. I could see my wife's pussy lips stretched to the max like when she had given birth. Mallory continued rising until about what looked like a legit foot-long cock rested with its tip inside her. It fascinated me how her labia stayed splayed open as she held herself there. Then she started lowering herself back down on it. I watched as Stan's cock again disappeared back into her pussy, and her pussy lips slowly stretched taut as a drum. Without thinking, I uttered an "Oh, wow."
Both Linda and Susan shot me a look, and Mallory looked back to see us standing in the doorway. "Hi, honey," she said with a smile. "Hi babe," I answered, "looks like you changed your mind about locals?". She said, "I certainly have. Would you guys like to join us?"
"It looks like you two are having fun," I said, "I think we will just leave you guys alone for a while and let you enjoy each other for now, if you would like that?"
"If you don't mind, I would like that," Mallory said. "We will get together in a little bit if that's all right with you?"
"No problem, you two have fun," I said, closing the door again.
I looked over at Susan and Linda as we stood in front of the closed bedroom door. "Wow," I said, "he is hung like a horse. Have all you girls fucked him?"
Susan answered for both of them. "Yes, we have all fucked him...in every way," she added. I looked at them incredulously, "You mean...back there too?" They both nodded. Linda explained, "Some women in our little group here are happy staying in their comfort zones, and that's perfectly fine. Susan and I...well, let's just say we have no boundaries. I may have a big voluptuous ass, but my asshole is small. Stan was super gentle, as always, but I really thought I had torn something that night, and I was uncomfortable for several days. It was worth it, though. I thought I had finally found my sexual limit, but when I was able to push past it, the feeling was indescribable". I swear I saw Linda give a slight shiver as she mentally went back to that experience.
"But enough about my poor little stretched asshole," Linda said. "That was then; this is tonight. We haven't been fucked by anybody tonight, and we are the only two girls here that haven't been fucked yet. But big boy, you are about to fix that!"
We stopped at the end of the hallway, and Susan kissed me driving her tongue into my mouth. Both Susan and Linda were easing me back on the floor. I lay on my back, and Susan wasted no time with pretenses. She straddled my hips, grabbed my cock, placed it at the entrance to her pussy, and lowered herself down on it. I was enjoying the feel of her pussy wrapped around my cock and watching her tits bounce as she moved up and down on me.
Linda straddled my head again and lowered her pussy to my mouth. With the night's excitement, I knew I couldn't hold on too long with these beautiful women working on me like this. I did the best I could, and when Susan moaned with an orgasm and slammed down on my cock it drove me over the edge. I grabbed Susan by the hips, holding her down on my cock as I filled her pussy with what seemed like a gallon of cum. It was running out of her and down the insides of her thighs when she got off me. Susan lay back, breathing deeply with a smile on her face.
Linda looked over at her and said, "Oh, you dirty little girl. Look at you, your fresh fucked little pussy all nasty and sloppy with cum, both his and yours. I'm going to have to clean you up a little bit."
Linda got up and moved over to Susan. She leaned down and kissed her while pinching her nipples. Linda started kissing her way down Susan's body. I had never seen two women together like this in person before, only in adult movies. I didn't think it would happen again this soon but watching these two girls already had my cock hard again.
Linda was now between Susan's legs with her mouth on her pussy. She mumbled while she licked Susan's vagina, "Dirty little slut, pussy all nasty with cum. Little cum slut, aren't you? Bet you wish you have an ass full of cum too right now, don't you? I'd clean that too if you did. Would you like that? Me licking cum out of your nasty dirty ass?"
The dirty talk was clearly turning both women on. A routine they had practiced many times before, I was sure. I got up and moved to where I was on my knees, straddling Susan's head. She looked up at me and smiled as she grabbed my cock, pulled it to her lips, and went to work. Suddenly she jerked, and her blowjob got more intense. I looked down, and Linda now had a finger probing deep in Susan's rectum as she continued to lick her pussy. "You like that, you little ass slut?" Linda asked, "you like my finger deep in your dirty little ass, don't ya?"
I was amazed at seeing these two suburban housewives put on such a carnal display. Given that, I still couldn't have believed what came next.
"How about you, big boy?" Linda huskily asked. Before I could even clear my head to figure out what that meant precisely, Linda had drilled two fingers of her other hand straight into my asshole. Her fingers were already slick with a mixture of Susan's pussy juice and my cum, the perfect lube for my first anal penetration. Her talented fingers went straight to my prostrate, and I literally yelped s the semen exploded from me into Susan's mouth. The intensity of the orgasm was almost scary, and I had never experienced anything like that before.
Just as the last spurts of semen were almost painfully exiting my cock, I noticed Mallory and Stan standing there. They had arrived just in time to see everything. They were both naked, and Mallory's usual immaculately-styled hair was lying limp and wet. Her pussy lips were swollen and protruding. They had their arms around each other's waist and satisfied smiles.
I wasn't sure how my conservatively-raised Mallory would react to this. Anal play was something we had never experimented with. Seeing a virtual stranger with fingers on both hands buried deep into two asses, one of which was her husband's ass, I was afraid was way, way too much.
I shouldn't have worried. Mallory knelt down and gave me a kiss on the lips. I ran my hand up her thigh and rubbed her pussy. She smiled and said, "Having fun, honey? Did those fingers in your ass hurt a little but make you feel so good? Just like Stan's huge cock stretching my poor little pussy hurt a little but felt so good?"
I knew then things had changed. Like Linda had described, our boundaries had been pushed past. We now were not only open to new sexual experiences, like Linda and Susan, but we would also seek them out.
Over the next few years, Mallory and I managed to have sex with every member of this group in all sorts of different ways. We formed a special relationship with Susan and Chuck. When Chuck was away from home, sometimes Susan would come over to our house to party with us, and sometimes when I wasn't home, Mallory would join them. It was all open and fun for all.
We enjoyed our little group for many years before it started to break apart. One by one, the couples in the group began to move away, chasing better employment in other parts of the country. We tried to keep track of everybody. But especially in those pre-internet days, as time went by, the contact with them became less and less until we lost track of them altogether.
It was sad, and we truly missed each of them. At first, we tried to replace missing members of the group with people that reminded us of the missing member. It never seemed to work out because they were not the same. Then it dawned on me one day that you can never replace somebody special with somebody else. Everybody is different and has to be enjoyed as an individual. Our expectations were set to something that could never be obtained. We were trying to recreate memories, which is impossible to do. The new people we meet now, we look on them as special memories in the making and enjoy each as a new adventure in their own right. I don't know why something so simple is sometimes so hard to see.
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