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An Odd Arrangement - Part 1


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Four years of knowing that my second wife, Pauline, just let me have sex out of duty, soured me considerably on marriage and sex both. Since the divorce, I’ve had some opportunities to enjoy sex, but not often enough for a former swinger, especially since so many women my age don’t think sex is important. Oh, my goodness, Barb, my first wife loved sex so much, it was wonderful.

 

A year ago something very interesting happened. I’ve always been handy at fixing things, so I’ve spent a lot of my free time helping friends and neighbors when something broke. The older women at church, particularly, called on me to replace a light fixture, fix a garbage disposer, or in Bea’s case, to change her locks after she broke up with a man who turned out not to be very nice. I’ve known Bea for several years, working with her in Sunday school and on several committees. After I’d finished her locks, I helped her clean out her garage and make a run to the dump in my pickup. I wouldn’t accept any cash, but let her talk me into taking me to the Outback restaurant for lunch that weekend. She’s a classy woman, prim and proper, always to the point. She knows how to make things happen, a born leader from a time when women weren’t expected to be leaders.

 

Over lunch, we talked about lots of things. She prodded me to tell her a lot about myself. For a while it felt like she was interviewing me, but she’s an old friend and that’s her way. We walked across the boulevard to the park on the way back to her house. She asked if I’d sit with her on the bench under an old oak tree. She had something she wanted to talk to me about. She sat there, silently for a while, looking in the direction of a softball game across the park. Finally, she spoke up. "You know about George. Of course you do, you just changed the locks. Michael has been gone for over four years now. Do you remember him?" I nodded. "We were married almost twenty-eight years when he passed. He was a real pain in the ass."

 

I had to smile at that comment. Michael was of the old school, ruling the roost. "Michael never did the dishes or changed a diaper. For a while, after he passed, I thought I could find a man who was kind and thoughtful, but all the guys I’ve dated either wanted a nurse or a purse, or both. I’m perfectly happy living alone without a man underfoot." She paused for a moment while I wondered what she was about to complain about. What bad had I done her? She continued after a bit. "The only thing I really miss is the sex, but every time I let a guy into my bed, he starts getting sappy and wants to move in." By this time I was trying to think of something to say, but too confused to wrap my mind around any kind of response.

 

"I have a proposition for you, Dick. I remember years ago talking to Barb. I was aghast to find out that you two slept around quite a lot. Over the years I’ve come to understand and appreciate what you were doing. That’s why I’m asking you." All kinds of things rushed through my mind as she paused for a while, looking away. "I need someone to come over for sex about once a week, but not to hang around other than that. Could you do that for me?"

 

All I could muster up was: "Sure, I guess so, I. . ."

 

"You’re a nice fellow, Dick. I like you, but I don’t want to ruin things with any of that love crap. Do you know what I mean?"

 

Well, after Pauline, I did know exactly what she meant, but couldn’t think of anything to say at the moment, so I just nodded. She reached into her purse and produced a pill bottle. "Would this be of use to you this afternoon?" I saw that the container held one blue pill, a Viagra. I gave her the best answer I could, I swallowed it quickly. "I expect you to get off, yourself, but you. . ." She paused.

 

"Bea." I finally figured out how to talk. "I’d love to get together with you, and I’ll try to make it as good an experience for you as I can. I have to admit though, I’m really out of practice. Pauline didn’t like sex at all, so I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to do for you." She stood first, purposely ignoring my last comment. I joined her to walk the fifteen minutes to her home. Somehow it seemed we walked a bit faster going to her home than we had coming from it. I asked what she liked and didn’t like. It seemed strange to be walking along, talking about cunnilingus, sex positions and the like, but it was quite stimulating.

 

As we walked up her steps, she turned to tell me. "One thing I won’t abide, dick. I rather like eating a penis, but Michael sometimes forced my head down to eat him. Don’t ever try to force me to do anything like that. You can ask me, or I’ll do it all in my own time, when I’m ready to enjoy it." I nodded assent.

 

We entered her house and stood there looking at each other for a moment. She said: "I prefer for you to be squeaky clean. Would you mind taking a shower before we. . .?"

 

While she set out the towels, I simply got undressed right in front of her. She looked a bit shocked. "I’ve been a nudist most of my life, I hope you don’t mind."

 

She thought a brief second then laughed: "I suppose not. After all, we’ll both be naked soon." I noted that she was very careful not to look at my genitals. After a quick shower, I toweled off and ignored the chenille robe she left for me. I found her in the den, lighting candles. I crept in behind her, put my arms around her and kissed her neck. She was a little surprised, but soon we were hugging. I kissed her neck, nibbled her ear lobes and kissed her forehead and eyes. After a few light kisses on her lips, we began to kiss slowly, tentatively at first. She obviously wasn’t ready at that time to kiss passionately. Between kisses, I told her how lovely she looked, and how good it felt to kiss her. Our hands were very busy, exploring each other, so far, all above the waist. One of my hands found her breast and we both moaned as I fondled her. My other hand found the zipper on the back of her dress, which soon found its way all the way open. She made no move to slow me down, even when I unhooked her bra. Her dress and bra slipped down to her waist.

 

I stood back, keeping my hands on her shoulders. "I’ve been looking at you in Sunday school, since we met. I’ve always wanted to see your breasts. I’m certainly not disappointed now. You look so darned beautiful this way." As I was talking, her dress and bra fell to the floor. I bent over, picked them up and carefully draped them over the back of a chair. I saw that she was wearing white cotton panties, the kind mothers want their adolescent daughters to wear.

 

As I stepped back, her reaction was to cover her breasts with her hands. A shy smile lit her face. "You’ve really looked at me that way at church?"

 

"Oh yes. I’m sure most of the men have undressed you with their eyes." Her face and shoulders turned bright red. She was blushing. "Now that I see you without those encumbrances, all those desires haven’t been wasted. You are a true knock-out, Bea." I stepped up, took her in my arms and kissed her long and passionately as she melted into me. The next few minutes were a blur of kisses, nibbles, licking, fondling, as we really got into it. I made the rounds, her lips, neck, nipples, between her boobs, her neck and back to her lips, several times, Each round, her kisses became more in earnest. When my hands found their way inside her panties to fondle her bum, she opened her mouth to let my tongue in for a long, deep, passionate kiss that went on and on while I massaged her ass and boob.

 

While we were kissing, I let my hand roam around to hold her pussy. Sneaking a finger to the top of her slit and ever so shallowly inside caused her to inhale sharply and back away from our kiss. I looked into her eyes and softly said "Thank you so much." I kissed her again, lightly and held her for a while, letting my hard cock poke at her panties. After a bit, I hooked my thumbs in her panties and began to slide them down. She breathed deeply , then relaxed as I pulled back to get them all the way down. While on my knees, eyes at her pussy level, she stepped out of them, first one foot then the other, giving me two good glimpses of her most precious attraction.

 

I looked up at her past her small, lovely breasts, and said: "Thank you so much, after all that time, I don’t have to imagine what you look like any more. You are so much lovelier than I imagined." I kissed her pussy, nuzzling into it for a moment. I rose slowly and put my hands on her shoulders, looking her up and down. "You are so darned pretty. You’ve always dressed well, so pretty and desirable, but I can’t get over what a beautiful woman you’ve been hiding under those sexy clothes."

 

She grinned and almost whispered: "Flattery – flattery will get you everywhere." I took her into my arms and kissed her while I poked at her nether regions with my cock. We were both breathing hard. When we broke our deep kiss, I took the liberty of nibbling her neck and nipples. She broke away and practically fell into the couch. "Richard, I need something in me right now." She opened her legs to show me the most beautiful pussy. I had to shudder. Leaning in, I kissed her again, then nibbled her nipples.Straightening up, I took my cock in hand and ran it over and around her pussy. "Put it in, Richard. Stop fooling around."

 

"Would you mind if I kissed it first?" I asked, but didn’t wait for her answer. I placed my mouth over her pussy and began to lick and nibble. She inhaled sharply a few times, but didn’t tell me to stop. I reached around her legs to fondle her breast with one hand as I entered her pussy with a finger of the other hand, reaching up to find her G spot, just as Barb taught me years ago. I felt wonderful, reveling in the tastes and aromas. Soon her hips were keeping time with my ministrations and she began to moan. I licked just under her clit for quite a while, then sucked it into my mouth. Then, when I licked at it again, she shuddered and her moans turned to squeals. She froze, and her vagina muscles spasmed repeatedly as I continued to lick and suck. Finally, she relaxed and after a moment, she pulled on my head. I moved up to lie next to her on the couch and kissed her softly, holding her close.

 

After quite some time, I figured she was coming down, so I nibbled her ear and spoke softly: "Thank you so much, Bea. I’m sure I enjoyed that more than you."

 

"No way, Richard. That was wonderful." She lay there breathing hard for a while. "I figured we’d get naked, you’d stick it in and we’d just do it. I didn’t expect to be seduced. I didn’t even expect an orgasm. With Michael, we just . . ."

 

I touched her lips with my finger. "You’re not with Michael, or George. You’re with me, and I’ll say unequivocally, this was more enjoyable for me than it was for you. I adored helping you have those feelings, that’s the best part."

 

"But you haven’t even, uh. . ." She reached down and brushed her hand across my half-hard cock.

 

"Cum? No, There’s still time for that if you like. If not, I’ve already had a wonderful time with you." I kissed her softly, and we snuggled in together. "By the way, if you’d like to touch my penis again, I will be delighted." She did and I was.

 

But she didn’t just touch it. She fondled it, played with it, stroked my balls, tickled my balls. It felt so wonderful I had to moan a bit. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear lobes. It took a bit of maneuvering, but soon we sorted out our hands and arms so we could kiss while fondling boobs, pussy and cock. I felt ecstatic, and I told her so. After a bit, I felt her pussy begin to flood as she began to mew softly, and after a little while more, she quietly asked, "Will you fuck me now, Dick? I really need you inside me." In all those years I didn’t know she even knew that word, let alone used it.

 

I answered by easing her onto her back and kneeling between her opened legs. I couldn’t resist a taste of her delicious juices before I placed my erection against her pussy, playing its head back and forth through her moist, well lubricated pussy lips. I asked her to take my cock and use it the way she wanted and after a brief pause, she held my cock and explored her outer pussy with it. We both looked down, watching our genitals intermingle delightfully. After some time, she used her thumb to shove my cockhead inside her, then looked up at me and, as one, we both moved our hips to consummate our arrangement, pushing together until our pubic mounds met and we held ourselves still for several moments, enjoying the feelings. We kissed deeply and began moving our hips together, both of us moaning softly.

 

When Barb and I first started swapping, she showed me how to maximize my partner’s pleasure, especially the first time we fucked. I’d been following that plan and now I continued. I didn’t just pound in and out. I held firm contact between our pubic mounds, keeping my cock as deep as it would go, moving my hips back and forth, around and fore and aft. (Barb had been in the navy), keeping her clit maximally involved. All the while, I kissed her deeply and fondled her breasts. Once in a while, I had to take two or three thrusts to keep my cock hard, then went back to maximal stimulation mode.

 

I could feel her responding. She began moaning and she breathed faster. I didn’t give in to the incredible feelings, holding off as long as possible. Finally she heaved her hips against me several times then broke our kiss to scream out. Her pussy muscles spasmed and my poor little cock could take no more. It spasmed and those feelings took over my body ricocheting from cock to chest, to head, even to my toes. It was an incredible experience, certainly the best since Barb passed. I don’t know what happened As I enjoyed that orgasm, actually, as I enjoyed both our orgasms. The next thing I recollect was that we were holding each other on our sides and she was humming. We lay that way for quite some time, enjoying the afterglow until I realized I had to pee. I asked her softly if I could use her bathroom. She grinned and responded, "Not until I do." Then she bounded out of bed and headed to the loo. I waited outside until she was washing her hands. I asked if it was ok for me to go. She nodded then watched me do my business.

 

When I finished, she ventured, "Well that settles it. I prefer uncircumcised guys, you have much better aim." We both laughed.

 

I followed her to her bedroom where she started to put on a robe. I touched her bare shoulder and asked, "Would you mind not getting dressed? After all this time, I hate to miss a moment of seeing you at your most beautiful." She led me to the kitchen where we got some soft drinks then went out to the living room. We started toward the couch, but I stopped: "Wait a minute." I said. I ran into the bathroom and got a dry towel then spread it on the couch. "Nudists always sit on a towel. It’s nicer that way." We sat close together. "Notice." I pointed out. "I only got one towel." She turned a bit red again.

 

We sat and talked for nearly an hour that way. Finally, I asked if she’d like another round. She shook her head. "Two orgasms like that is about all my system can take, Richard." Finally, I dressed reluctantly, then watched carefully as she got dressed and brushed her messy hair. She blushed again when I suggested that mussed hair is very sexy. I couldn’t resist kissing her before I walked out to my car.

 

The next Sunday, I really looked at her differently as she taught the Sunday School lesson, and she did spend more time looking at me than at the rest. She had to meet with the Sunday School board after church, so I walked out the big doors. On the steps, Bea’s best friend, Mavis, walked up to me, shook my hands with her other hand over mine. She smiled at me and whispered: "You are a little devil, you are."

 

It looked like my secret was out.

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      I met with John and he was absolutely interested in Sue based upon the pictures and I could tell he had a personality that would go well with Sue's.  When I came home after meeting John I told Sue about meeting John and felt that he would work out well.  I also told Sue, that if things went well after the three of us getting together the first time that "earning my trust" would require a longer term Friends with Benefits situation, until I got the previous situation out of my system  Again, Sue said she understood.  
       
      We met at John's house and got pizza delivered to help start the relationship and eventually I just said, "Are both of you comfortable"?  They both said yes, and with that John took Sue into his bedroom and they fucked each other.  When they were done, they both came out of the bedroom fully dressed.  I then told Sue to take off her shirt and pants as I wanted her to just be standing in front of John and me with her sheer green bra and matching sheer green panties.  She gave me this look, and I just shrugged and said, "you know why." 
       
      She did what she was asked and we visited for about another 20 minutes, giving John the opportunity to stare at Sue's totally sheer bra, still exposing her tits and nipples the entire time...and left for home.  On the drive, Sue did say that John was a very friendly person.  I told her that John and I would be talking the next day to get his feelings but that she needed to be prepared for anything because of her prior indiscretion with the previous John.  All she replied with was "OK, I understand."
       
      John and I had our conversation and he said the night couldn't have gone better and that he was very attracted to Sue, and that he also just had a very good feeling of a relationship between the three of us.  I told him I agreed. 
       
      When I got home, Sue asked how my conversation with John went.  I told her that he was attracted to her and he enjoyed the sex with her.  I asked Sue if she would be upset if I told her that he was the one I was going to pick for her to start fucking on a regular basis and she said if that is what she needed to do to regain trust that she could do it as she also felt they were compatible in bed, and she also liked the conversation the three of us had and felt we all could be friends. 
       
      But Sue didn't know what would be happening next.  I told Sue that John and I discussed how "moving forward" would look like and that we both were in agreement.  I then gave Sue John's phone number and told her he was expecting her call.  That from now on the two of them would communicate with each other but Sue, unlike with the previous John, needed to tell me every time she and John would be getting together. Again, Sue understood and said she promised to be totally honest with me about anything to do with John and she was willing to do whatever I wanted her to do, given what had previously happened. 
       
      I then looked at Sue and told her to call John, and I wanted her to be "forward" with him on the phone and that she first needed to ask him if he felt comfortable after meeting the two of us (I already knew how he was going to answer).  I then instructed Sue to specifically say on the phone that she was "also very comfortable both in conversation, as well as being in bed with him."  Sue then stated, at my request, "I'm interested in seeing you on a regular basis if you are.  And if you can commit to not dating any women on the side, I'll commit to having sex with you, pretty much whenever you want.  And, one more thing, if you are ok with it, I'd rather you no longer wear a condom." 
       
      And that started what turned out to be about a 15 year relationship where we are all still friends today. About two months after they started seeing each other, John called me and asked about the possibility of Sue working for him part time.  He was thinking about her going to his house two days a week, just half days.  One day would be to work on calling back customers who call to set up an appointment with him, and another half day to take care of sending out the bills, and making bill payments to suppliers, etc. 
       
      I had an idea pop into my head because I was still of the mindset of "punishing" Sue for cheating on me earlier.  John really liked my idea and now I was going to tell Sue.  When I told Sue what John had asked and what he and I decided she initially thought it was asking too much...but I reminded her about how hurtful her cheating had been and that I really needed her to do this. 
       
      Sue was a teacher and was about to have almost three full months off.  I told her that John would be paying her to work part time out of his house for two days a week.  She needed to be at his house around 7:30 in the morning to review his schedule so she could set up appointments for him to meet with people calling asking for a quote of construction work, and then on the second day she would handle all the billing that needed to be either paid, or invoiced. 
       
      She looked at me perplexed as if to say, "Ok, what's the big deal?" I then told her that EVERY day she went to his house to work that she was not allowed to wear a bra, and had to wear a top that was revealing either because of sheerness or being low cut. 
       
      After her saying, "Are your serious?", I responded, "You are damn right I'm serious, and frankly it's all because you were fucking the other John without telling me.  Now I'll know for the next three months what you'll be doing, and the plan is that you and John will be fucking each other each day, and sometimes 2X a day (when you first get there, and when he comes home for lunch). 
       
      She said, "Ok, I get it, but I hope this is coming to the end of it."  I then had her call John and had her say the following to him, "I hear  you have a job opening for me, can you confirm the dress code and expectations that I just heard from my husband."  She listened to his response and said "When do you want me to start?.  And for the next three months she arrived at John's house, always with a sweater on in case she got stopped by a police officer or if something weird happened on her way "to work." And the first thing she did when she got in the house was take her sweater off. 
       
      The very first time she was to go to work she came downstairs and took her sweater off and said, "Does this meet  your approval?"  She was obviously braless, wearing a thin, low cut tank top with low arm holes exposing plenty of side boob, and you could make out the color of her nipples through the top.  I told Sue I couldn't have picked out better work attire and then she went to work. 
       
      During the three months doing this I had to go on a business trip for a few days so I called John and told him to call Sue and ask her out to dinner and make plans to spend some time at his house.  I also told John I wanted "photo proof of him fucking her so I know she went."  This was also going to be a test to see if Sue would be honest about telling me what she was going to do. 
       
      About 30 minutes after talking with John, Sue called me.  She told me that John had asked her out to dinner and wanted to make sure I was ok with that?  She said it felt like she was going "on a date" rather than just being a friend with benefits.  I told her it felt the same way to me, and considering that she pretty much "went on dates" with the previous John without my knowledge, that she now needed to realize that she was about to start dating John WITH my knowledge.  She asked how much longer she needed to go through with this and I told her I hadn't even started to think about that yet because I had been hurt so much. 
       
      So Sue and John had their first "date" while I was away on business.  John sent me an email that included an attachment.  He laughingly wrote: "As you requested, my first date with your wife happened.  I also told her that you asked me to inform her that you wanted her to agree to start "dating me" rather than just me fucking her.  And she agreed to it, so once she's back teaching and can't come over during the summer anymore, she is going to start seeing me for longer periods of time rather than coming over for an hour to fuck each other, we'll grab dinner or take a drive somewhere."
       
      John also told me to watch the attachment as he sent "more than a photo".  I opened the attachment and saw two things: a photo of my wife's face with his cock in her mouth, pressing her cheek from the inside so I could see his cock bump pushing out her cheek. And he also sent me a video that lasted a few minutes of him fucking her.  He told me not to worry, that he'd delete both the photo and video, but I told him I wanted him to keep it so he'd always be able to look back on how they looked fucking each other. 
       
      And that relationship lasted around 15 years.  After fucking John about 10 times Sue told me that she noticed something different and wanted to be honest with me.  I asked her what she was talking about.  She said it felt like John was "fucking" her at times like he was paying for it but other times it was more emotional, it was starting to feel like he was "making love" to her. I told her I guess that would be normal after seeing someone consistently that you liked.  I told her I was ok with that. 
       
      She then said she was starting to feel like she was making love to him at times, that it was emotional for her as well feeling like she was giving her body to someone she cared about as a friend.  She wasn't having any feelings of being in love with him, but she was getting some emotional connection where she wanted to give herself to him when they saw each other.  It turned me on. The frequency of sex got less over the last couple of years but he and I estimated, that not counting the three months she worked for him and they fucked anywhere from 2-4 times a week, that he had fucked her somewhere between 50-100 times. 
       
      And to this day, years later, the thought that she's been fucked so much by the same guy is a turn-on.  We all still remain friends today.  I thought that would be the end of our openess in our marriage but there would be two other men that would enter our lives, both of which got substantial time with my hotwife.  And she wanted it. 
       
      If you'd like to read about it, let me know and I'll write it up.
    • By Bluespruce1
      So we took in a very good friend about six weeks ago following a very ugly split with her ex. We have know both of them for about ten years and started playing together about three years ago. I actually have known her much longer and before we started hanging out as couples.
       
      Anyway, things have evolved to a point where we are sharing our bed 4-5 nights per week. We are playing together and separately. For example, in the morning it’s not unusual for me to come out of the shower and find her and my husband snuggling, touching and even fucking. I actually love seeing them together and have no feelings of jealousy. She and I are doing the same and actually took the day off Wednesday and simply spent the day in bed alone while he was at work. It’s not all about sex, but it’s clear that she really loves him and I think he feels the same about her. I know that I care deeply for her and may actually be in love as well.
       
      We prepare meals together, hang out in the evenings together, play together and still swing separately, but it is definitely decreasing. Everything feels very natural and relaxed and we are all content - have we found ourselves slipping into a true polyamorous relationship? I never really thought about it and we were talking about it last night.
       
      Thoughts? Warnings? This is uncharted territory.
    • By Erik13
      My wife and I have been in the swinging lifestyle about a year and a half now and it's been great. We have a friend we've know about a year and after a little encouragement from me and the wife she agreed to play with me. She's not comfortable playing with my wife home yet, so we always plan it when she's out. I think it may be going too far, though. We've gone out to dinner twice, alone, which my wife has told me no more. We talk almost everyday, hike and do stuff like that. I'm afraid this is becoming more than the FWB situation we agreed on.
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