By Mistral Wind
Blue Watch stood on the quayside looking up at three very tall masts with spars and yards, sails neatly stowed on yards and miles of rigging. They were all in total awe. "Oh my GOD, do we go aloft up there?" cried Penny, our newest recruit. Tim grinned to himself and muttered, "Not only up there, but with me buried deep inside you, sex aloft makes for even bigger cums!"
The Nancy-Jane is a Tall Ship, a three-masted Topsail Schooner 195 feet long, 700 tonnes, foremast square-rigged and has four square sails: Course, Topsail, Topgallant, and small Royal. Also, a Gaff-rigged sail, and Topsail above the Gaff. Mainmast Gaff rigged with Topsail. Mizzenmast Gaff rigged with Topsail. A long bowsprit with three jibs upper, inner and outer. Crew sleeps together in the forecastle, to you landlubbers that is a big cabin at the front of the ship. Showers and toilets (heads) are at each corner of the forecastle.
How it got started was at one of our weekend parties we were all sitting around, chilling out enjoying the afterglow of some great sex. This group is made up of sailing chums and adventure friends who all love action and adventure and especially larger sailing ships. The close bonds you develop within a crew is unbelievable. Working aloft in bad weather is a great leveler, and you really learn your own strengths as well as those of your partners immediately around you.
So the conversation came around to: "Do you fancy a sail on a tall ship?", or better put, "Do you fancy a sail on a swinging tall ship?"
In unison, the group said, "Yes! Let's all go together and see if we can turn an adventure into a swinging adventure?"
So it was a done deal, and here we all are waiting to board her. Nancy-Jane has a complement of 60. Captain, Navigator, and 1st Mate all hold masters tickets. The next level is Watch Officer, one for each of the three watches. Each watch has a watch leader and 15 crew members. The three watches are Blue Watch, Red Watch, and Green Watch. The balance is made up of Bosun and Mate, Purser and Chef and various assistants.
We came aboard and stowed our kit in the lockers. Then we changed into our sea-going togs and reported for duty.
The day was an introduction to the ship; learning the rigging, how things worked, and what we would all be doing. It took most of the day to learn and understand helm orders, how to set sails, tack the ship, wear the ship (turn downwind), and what was involved when tacking to brace the yards around to catch the wind on the new tack. Blue Watch had done it before, and we quickly jelled into a cohesive team working well together. The other two watches were not so experienced, and we ended up helping out as we were required.
At 1800 hours we had a briefing from the Captain. Shore leave tonight and an early sail departing at 0600 hours, running down from the UK across Biscay and then onto Palma and the Canaries. Fifteen days full out sailing without a port. The good part was once she was set up, we would run straight down without a tack, so it was going to be an easy run without much sail handling, a lazy sailor's dream.
The crew invaded the two quayside pubs, filling them both, and after a good night of hard drinking staggered back and crashed out around midnight. Bells sounded at 0500 hours, and we were all up for breakfast and an early start. The 1st Mate assembled the crew and said, "We are moored on a windward quay, and so we will sail off the quayside. This is going to take absolute precision, and my orders must be followed without question, or we will park the Nancy-Jane in McDonald's on the High Street in Southampton."
You could feel the tension and excitement in the crew. Half were sent aloft to make ready the sails, untie the tethers and have the squares ready to drop on order. The rest were at their station ready to brace the yards to ensure sails caught the wind and drove her off the quay. Bow mooring lines were dropped into the water and recovered then the spring mooring lines leaving only the stern line holding her onto the dock, Nancy-Jane's bow slowly, slowly started to swing out driven by the effect of the offshore wind. As soon as the bow cleared enough, the stern lines were dropped, and orders shouted: "Brace yards to Port. Sheet Topsails. Sheet Topgallant. Sheet Inner Outer Jibs." All the sails that had been feathered into the wind were braced around and filled with a satisfying thud.
The dockside was relatively empty, but all those watched in awe as this majestic ship came to life. Sails filled gently as she moved away from the dock like an elegant Duchess gliding off to an important appointment.
Tim and I were aloft on the Topgallant yard. We had removed the sail ties, and when the yard braced round, we hung on as we swung through about 50 degrees; 85 feet above the deck, you take care.
Looking down at the people on the quayside Tim smiled at me and said: "My God, what a wonderful sight! She looks so beautiful and elegant sliding out of Docks."
The 1st Mate looked up and shouted, "All hands report on deck." He is a tall Canadian, blonde curly hair a firm but sensitive mouth and a twinkle in his eyes. Solid build with muscles any man would be proud of. I smiled, waved, and blew him a kiss. His reaction was a grunt, and he turned away, pretending not to notice. But I knew I had been noticed. The adventure had started!
The watch system has 4 hours on, 4 standby, and 4 off in 12 hours. That became our life ruled by time and work. Slowly we sailed south getting warmer and warmer so as we neared the Canaries less and less clothing was required. Often I would go aloft wearing my safety harness, a T-shirt, shorts or bikini bottom, and a pair of work boots. Eventually, the bikini bottom was replaced by a small swimming thong and deep V-necked T-shirt.
By the tenth day, most of the girls were wearing no tops to catch an even tan. The guys did not mind, and so we had a diverse array of bouncing breasts when we were trimming sails.
One afternoon the sail I was sheeting up kicked back. Three girls were no match for this monster, and I was bounced onto my front across the deck, scraping a couple of very sensitive nipples on the rough wood.
Andy Mac, the 1st Mate, stepped over, pulled me up, and held me at arm's length to examine the damage. I smiled at him and said, "No real damage, just sore, will you kiss them better?"
"Humph!" was all I got in reply. He let me go and walked away and then looked back and smiled. I read "Fuck me" in his eyes. I looked down at my sore nipple, wet my finger, and gently rubbed her, teasing him. His hand went unconsciously to rub himself; he was thinking about me.
That night the wind changed and came from Northern Africa; a hot, dusty breeze that filled the ship. No moon and the stars were cloudy with the sandy mist that flowed across the water. Apart from the odd silent meeting of genitals, we had all gone without sex for more than 10 days, and the crew was feeling horny. Tim and I would slip out into the dark deck and find a quiet spot to relieve our frustration, but this was never enough.
That night the wind made the difference. I was hot and fretful, frustrated, and wanting.
Tim sensed my needs and got three couples together "Time to play gang, who will join us out on the bowsprit tonight?"
They all said, "OK, what is the deal?"
"Safety harness. Undress and leave your clothes on the deck then onto the bowsprit. You can't be seen from the bridge so we will be OK, just need to watch out for the hourly fire patrol."
I slipped below, showered quickly, and went on deck in just a thong, T-shirt, and harness. I shed my clothes and joined them all on the bowsprit. The bowsprit is 18 feet long, 1 foot wide at the end, and three feet thick at the bow. It has a safety net below which is ace for sunbathing and there are foot ropes along each side to stand on while you work on the jib sails.
I slipped out as far as I could go with Tim beside me, along the footrope, then onto the bowsprit facing Tim, who had an eye-level view of my pussy. Another girl came from the other side and joined me on top, her man was already spreading her legs and opening up her folds with his tongue. I turned around, laid on my back with my head downwards giving Tim access to my cunt, and he spread my legs and started licking me on the outer lips working slowly towards my clit.
Raised my chin I found his one-eyed serpent beginning to rise and sucked it into my mouth. Pre-cum dribbled onto my tongue, so I knew he wasn't going to last. His tongue slid into my hole and started rasping at my clit as it pumped into me. Less than 30 seconds later, we both erupted together. I tried to swallow his creamy stream but being nearly upside down couldn't. When my shudders stopped, he turned me around and gently kissed me, sucking back his salty cream.
The girl beside me was mewing her way to a splendid cum. She wriggled her bottom as her husband grunted and pumped her with a week's supply of pent up lust. As the husband pulled out of his wife, Tim reached over and slid two fingers into her, gently teasing her pussy open. She smiled and reached down to his half-hard cock.
Hands gently turned me onto my tummy and started playing between my legs, exploring and probing into my secret garden. The little stem hardened and raised herself inside her hood, responding to the attention.
A thumb now probed my anus and gently squeezed past the ring and inside of me. My cunt was starting to heat up again, and I pinched my nipples as my body craved more attention, more lust, more feeling.
The girl opposite me was leaning over the bowsprit with Tim beside her buried deep in her pussy. He was thrusting like mad. His balls were slapping against her arse, his penis squelching back and forth. I spread my legs, reached for my man's cock, and rubbed it against my slit; one thrust and he was into me from behind, a sharp stab as he bounced over my cervix and then into the depth.
His penis had a slight downward bend, which rubbed onto my G-spot as we danced the snake dance. The girl reached over and pulled my face towards hers, and we kissed a sloppy wet kiss tasting of male saltiness as we rocked in time to the thrusting of our men. My lover's thumb went deep up my arse, and I closed my eyes as my singing clit reached a crescendo, and I shuddered into another orgasm.
The shudders died down, and I glanced up at the forecastle and saw a shadowy figure standing by the hatch. The shadow was tall with curly hair waving in the breeze. It was the 1st Mate who had been voyeuristically watching our antics.
I glanced back to see the others still fucking intently on the bowsprit. I wriggled off and got back to the deck and walked brazenly naked right up to the shadowy figure and leaned into him, reaching for his mouth with mine. His arms wrapped me in a bear hug, and I felt his cock harden against my stomach.
I reached down to unzip him as his tongue penetrated my mouth. That splendid cock slipped out, and I gently pulled back the foreskin and started to tug it back and forth, making him very hard, and a dribble started at the eye of the tiger. My arms went around his neck. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around him, and left that swinging cock to find its own way inside me. His hand slid around the crack of my bottom, spreading my outer lips and pushing the head into my slit. One thrust and he was inside filling me with passion and his male hardness. The thrusts were quick and frantic as he seemed only to breath in, gasping with each thrust. Twenty seconds later, he sighed a deathlike shudder and emptied himself into my waiting cunt.
As he sagged a little and let me gently down, we kissed and laughed and kissed again. I reached down and felt him still half-hard. I knelt down and slipped my tongue around the head, pushing back his skin. Working slowly, he gradually came hard again and soon was thrusting back into my mouth.
He gripped me by the hair, lifted me up, and pushed me over to a Capstan. He bent me over face down, slid himself between my legs, and lubricated his cock in my slippery crack. He pulled out and gently nudged my anus open and pushed inside. It was unexpected and slightly painful, but hell, I love it in there!
His thrusts got harder and harder but having cum so recently he could not fire again but kept fucking my arse to a standstill. My fingers were inside my slit rubbing for all they were worth.
One of the other girls had seen us and came over to join us. She saw what was happening, smiled, rubbed her finger through her own dripping slit to collect what was there for lubrication, and slid a finger up his bottom. Working it in about two inches, she found the hard little walnut and massaged him to another explosion of semen.
We pulled apart, and he smiled, eyes twinkling: "Mmmmmm, you lot certainly know how to have fun. What's it all about?"
"We are a swingers group," I explained. "This is how we have fun. Will you join us when we next get together?"
"Well, that's an idea!" he said. "I know that some of Red Watch, friends of mine, belong to a swingers club and they never thought of this venue. Let's wait until we get near the Canaries and we can have a late-night party. I won't tell if you lot don't as long as I get an invite as the Skipper will raise hell if he finds out."
That night I was restless and could not sleep, thinking about the times we have had at parties and the different group sex that goes on. She was tingling again, and Tim was fast asleep in the bunk below me. Gentle fingers worked inside my outer lips, teasing my lovely clit. She sparkled and raised herself, responding to the circular movements. One of my favorite tricks is to insert two fingers inside and use the thumb to massage around my clit, with the fingers flexed as if making a beckoning motion so they excite my G-spot. Once she starts to boil, I insert a finger on my other hand just inside my anus and complete the sensation. A very strong orgasm is guaranteed. Girls if you are ever lonely and frustrated, this one works a treat!
According to my cycle, I was ovulating, and that is why the temperature was so high inside my pussy. I need to fuck. The orgasm came very quickly, and I shuddered and stifled a few moans while savoring the wet musky tastes and smells from my pussy.
Sleep was no longer an option. I needed a man inside me. I slipped out of my bunk and went on deck wearing a thong and T-shirt with my safety harness, which is always worn at night regardless of where on deck. Andy Mac was on watch, and he stood quietly beside me. I had not noticed him.
A hand reached over and rested on my shoulder. He smiled. "Have you ever watched the sea from aloft at night in these waters? You get a lot of phosphorescence. You see it better from above".
"OK. I have my harness, so take me up and show me," I replied.
We stepped into the shrouds and started to climb. When you reach the first "crow's nest," the shrouds (the ladder bit you climb) go out again around the crow's nest, which means you are climbing over vertical. These are the futtock shrouds, a scary point. Once over and up to the next yard, same thing - more futtock shrouds. We climbed past the Course yard, past the Topsail yard, and onto the Topgallant yard about 95 feet high, a dizzy height for a view. I was panting, and a small trickle of sweat ran down between my buttocks.
We clipped on to a safe point and swayed together on the foot rope on the yard, the big square sail below like a giant cushion. Andy turned me away from him and ran his tongue down my salty back and between the cheeks of my bottom, wiping away the sweat trickle. I shivered and thrust my bottom back against him. We turned to face each other and kissed gently, slowly exploring our mouths and our minds. He held onto me while I frantically undid his shirt and opened his pants, pushing them down to access his cock, which was waking up. Lips teased over my breasts and a tongue licked around my areolas, perking up the sensitive nipples. Hands gently opened up the cheeks of my bottom while his tongue was back working around my neck.
Very slowly and gently, he teased me to a state of real anticipation wanting to be filled with him. I could not stand it and ducked down and found his penis with my mouth, sucking hard and running the tip of my tongue around the ridged head while fondling his heavy balls with my hand. Andy could not wait and roughly lifted me back up. Turned me around, he sat me on the yard facing him. He then grabbed a spare rope, dropped a loop over the foot rope, pulled it tight to lift himself up to my pussy level, and slid that magnificent cock as deep as it would go into me. My legs wrapped around his body, and we gently started the dance of lust.
As I was bearing down on his cock, my clit was getting a good raking, and she loved it. The first spasm came quickly followed by another, and then I went into multi-orgasm drive and just kept coming and coming while holding onto him for dear life.
Andy still had not spilt inside me, and so he pulled out and lifted me up so I was standing on the yard holdIng onto the Jumper wire above. Andy moved me over to the mast. I held on, and he came up behind me, bent me over, and plundered my sweet little rosebud anus once again. Bearing down with my inside muscle pushed him over the edge, and for the second time, I felt the flow of his hot sperm into my arse. We relaxed and settled back down, sitting on the yard and cuddled up together watching the sea and night sky from aloft as my ass slowly leaked sperm, a delicious feeling.
Before we knew it, the watch was due to change and guess who was being searched for? Andy slid down first, and I followed a few minutes later at about 0350 hours just before Red Watch came on. There were a few startled looks as this ruffled girl with just a T-shirt, thong, and safety harness sauntered innocently back to the forecastle.
Tim was still fast asleep, so I climbed up onto of him in his bunk snuggled down, and he sleepily said: "Ooooh Babe, what's up?"
I smiled and in a dreamy voice said, "I just fucked the 1st Mate on the Topgallant yard, he was creamy dreamy. Mmmmm, my arse is so full." Tim woke up enough to slide his finger through my crack, still slippery with cum. When he reached my rosebud, its slightly open state and the extra wetness to be felt there confirmed that what I had said was true, and this was not a dream. He very gently caressed the outside of my opening before inserting a finger two knuckles deep into my sore bum. We fell asleep like that. Nestled together, his finger in his wife's arse, wet with another man's cum.
When we docked the next day, a rumor was going around about a great shore party that was being arranged. The party was being held at a small olive farm owned by a couple of Brits just outside the town. A rambling old farmhouse is situated amongst the olive groves. Its old stone walls are under a red tile roof with all sorts of shady nooks and crannies to hide in. With five acres of land, we would not be seen.
Blue Watch tried to casually saunter off the ship that evening looking as innocent as they could, but the group attracted the attention of Andy Mac. The First Mate stopped Mistral and said, "Shore leave for you is canceled! That is unless I get to come to this "Party" that I have heard a rumor about?"
Mistral smiled and said, "You won't be able to walk after I have had you a few times. Come on big boy, get your togs and bring some wine as well."
The farm turned out to be a mile walk, so we were all ready for a drink when we, at last, got there. Christine and Gordon, our hosts, greeted us all and shepherded the group into an enormous kitchen with a large table groaning under the bottles of red wine and food waiting to be consumed. Outside, lights had been strung around the garden, and music was playing softly in the background. Andy Mac smiled at Mistral and tried not to look as nervous as he felt. The anticipation of a swinging party was giving him butterflies, and his hand shook holding his drink.
More people arrived, and groups were circulating getting to know each other. Most couples were still together, waiting for the ice to melt and the fun to start. The evening was hot and sultry, so most girls had little on - just a dress or something thin and silly to go with the party mood.
Mistral glanced at Tim smiled and said, "We need to get things going else we will be here all night."
Tim replied, "Come, lover, dance with me."
Mistral melted into his arms, and they glided together to a slow smoochy number. Tim was playing with her hair and running his fingers gently down her back. He slowly hoisted up her skirt so he could play with her sweet rounded cheeks, pulling the little thong she was wearing tighter into the crease of her bottom. As they turned, Mistral noticed a threesome was watching her with a predator's gleam in their eyes. The man and woman of the couple were stroking the extra girl's arms, but all eyes were on Mistral's bottom!
The threesome came over and joined in the dance as a five-some rocking gently together. Without so much as a hello, the extra girl leaned into Mistral and kissed her gently on the lips. Her tongue gently probed into her mouth, asking rather than insisting on penetration. Mistral shuddered and kissed back, opening up and exploring the girl's tongue. The man came around behind Mistral and slid his hands onto her breasts, pushing them out into the open from the deep vee in her neckline. The girl's hands were finding their way down the curve of Mistral's tummy to the secret garden that was starting to flood.
Mistral glanced at Tim, who was wrapped around the man's wife. They were entwined and getting naked together as fast as they could. He looked over, smiled at Mistral, and then picked up the woman and started kissing her nipples till they were standing tall and hard. The woman wrapped her legs around Tim, reached down to harden his cock with some stokes of her hand, ready to get him inside her. She then rubbed the head of his cock through her slit to lubricate it and then sank down with him as deep inside as far as she could get him into her.
They started rocking in time looking like a tree standing in a stiff breeze. "Oh, you have a lovely cock! I am Carol!"
"Lovely tight cunt, sweet as a nut! I am Tim."
"Don't talk, just fuck," she replied.
The movements got quicker. Mistral leaned back against the man and let the third girl's lips explore her pussy. She reached behind and felt the probing penis exploring her bottom crack.
"I am Thom, this is Jenny. I know you are Mistral off the boat Nancy-Jane," he said.
Mistral replied, "It's a Tall Ship, not a boat. Anyway, who cares, get that cock ready. I want you inside me, and Jenny on my face. Let's find some space somewhere."
More couples had followed their lead and were kissing, caressing, and getting together with groups and couples as clothes were shed. Hands and lips were exploring new friends and new bodies.
In the next room, Mistral found a large table, and she slid onto it, opening up her legs to Thom and pulling his head into her pussy, demanding attention for her clit. Thom slid her legs over his shoulders and gained access to the perfumed garden, opening up a flower of love to drink her nectar. Her clit was burning with lust, demanding satisfaction.
Jenny hopped up onto the table and squatted over Mistral's face, guiding her pussy into Mistral's demanding lips. The strong musky female smell was all over her face and senses.
Thom moved away and then she felt him starting to push into her pussy. Thom was bigger than she had had for a while, and the gentle stretching heightened Mistral sensations. "I want that up my arse next," she thought to herself as Thom established a rhythm, thrusting into her like a slow heartbeat which built upon itself as their passion increased.
Jenny felt arms lift her off Mistral's face, and she knelt, bending over Mistral. A penis, hard as a shaft of steel, impaled her from behind. Her head was forced onto Mistral's breasts where her tongue was satisfying itself, tantalizing the hard nipples, joggling in time to the motion.
Thom could not hold on long and quickened up his pace. Thrusting faster and faster, with a big sigh and a deep thrust, he pumped himself empty into Mistral's belly. "Sorry, I never last the first one. Can you wait for me to get it up again?" Thom pleaded. "Oohhh, I need to fuck now and fuck hard," Mistral pouted. "I am desperate to cum, it seems like weeks since we had fun."
Mistral slid under Jenny and ran her tongue along the big cock sliding in and out of Jenny's wet pussy. She licked the man's balls and tasted the wetness and salty drips. Her finger found its way inside his anus and probed for a rounded walnut hiding inside. She found it and started to massage his prostate gently. The man went yelped and started thrusting madly, desperate to fill Jenny with his pleasure. A double shudder and a deep thrust, and he was filling her beautiful hole to the brim.
The man pulled out and flopped down beside Jenny, starting to go limp. Jenny and Mistral looked at each other, and Mistral said, "Fuck. We have not cum yet, so get your head down there and suck me dry and make me cum."
They turned together, and 69'd their way to the first orgasm of the night. As it built inside them, her eyes closed and she abandoned herself to pure pleasure, excluding everything other than concentrating on the building waves that ran up from her feet to her head. All her body glowed with pleasure. Her skin was getting ultra-sensitive, her nipples were untouchable, and her clit was about to explode. Mistral hyperventilated, deliberately getting too much oxygen into her system. That pushed her wildly over the edge, and she blacked out as the first waves of her orgasm ravished her body. This released Jenny's orgasm, and they held to each other as an anchor in the sexual storm that had taken them.
As they came down from their high, they looked around, fascinated at the activities going on around them. One woman had covered herself with olive oil and was sliding on the man beneath her. Another man on top was thrusting into her as hard as he could.
Mistral realized the man underneath was inside her pussy, and the one on top was thrusting himself into her arse while grasping her heavy breasts and tugging her hair. The man beneath cried out, "My wife is a dirty bitch, she should be spanked!" A resounding slap followed, and the woman said, "Harder! I am a dirty bitch!! Harder! Spank me now, spank this dirty bitch! It makes me cum!"
The man inside her bottom could not hold it and pumped deep into her arse. He pulled out, and she then turned around still with her husband inside her pussy and started sucking the slippery semi-hard cock that had been inside her back passage a second before. She relished the taste of herself and all that salty semen dripping off him.
Four men who had lost their partners to another group were watching wide-eyed. The woman looked at them and said, "Two at a time. One inside my pussy, and one in my arse. After you cum, let me suck you. I can take all of you one after the other."
The four had finished. The woman's gaping holes were running rivers of sperm. Their dicks were clean and dry from her taking them in her mouth one after another after each had dumped their sperm in her.
The husband and friend were hard again. They went back inside her, one in each hole, taking her from one orgasm to the next, getting noisier and noisier with each one. The spanks got harder, and her ample bottom was red with white wheals looking really sore. Mistral could not believe her eyes. Can that much pain be pleasurable she wondered? The woman's moans and the look in her eyes answered that yes, for this dirty slut, it was what she craved.
Mistral went into the next room, and to her surprise, Tim was standing in the middle with Andy Mac kneeling in front of him sucking a nearly hard cock back to life. She giggled and said to them, "That's a first. Tim, are you going bi?"
"You like it?" Tim said. "I thought I would try it after fucking that woman first in her pussy then up her arse. She was as tight as anything. I don't think she has had children yet, and her arse is new territory for her. I needed help getting it back up again."
In the middle of the room was a pile of rugs and cushions where a group of 10 or 12 men and women were entwined and pleasuring any part they could reach. Like a great big animal of pleasure - no distinct boundaries, just hands, lips, pussies, cocks, and tongues pleasuring whatever could be reached.
Mistral pulled Tim and Andy Mac over and rolled into the middle of the group, and allowed her senses to be overwhelmed. As her lust overtook her, she was aware of fingers inside her, cocks inside her, and lips finding secret pleasure she had never experienced before.
Within two hours, she had fucked herself into oblivion and passed out, only to wake in the early hours as a tongue started to probe her swollen and sore pussy. Mistral groaned "Andy, I am too sore, and God, we have to walk back to the ship. Oh no, my legs won't make it!"
More to tell when we get back to the ship!
Love,
Mistral Wind 
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So Sue decided to stay at the lake on Saturday as I had to make my way back home to take care of business stuff. My last words to Bill were: "She wants you to take advantage of her and be treated as a slut that you own....just be nice about it and don't force her to do anything she doesn't agree to." And with that I left Sue alone with Bill for the night.
The next day Sue called me in the morning and I could tell everything had gone ok. She mentioned that Bill was going to take out the boat later in the day and he wanted to know if it was ok with her if he invited a couple friends over for boat ride as well. And that she said "sure" without thinking twice about it. I told Sue I wish I had known about it earlier because I would have met her (or Bill) halfway to bring her the bikini that she knew was my favorite on her. She asked if I was serious about her wearing that suit considering a couple of Bill's friends were going to be showing up. After I said "of course", she immediately commented that she shouldn't have bothered mentioning it because she knew how I'd respond.
I then told her to put Bill on the phone. Bill and I talked for awhile and he liked my thoughts and said he'd be able to pull it off as long as Sue was ok with it. I told Bill what I'd be saying to Sue and if she got off the phone and said to him "the party is on"---that everything would be all set.
When Sue got back on the phone with me, I told her I'd forever forget and forgive her for her affair a number of years ago with John if she agreed with what I wanted her to do. After an initial pause from hearing what my thoughts were she made me promise that "this would be the end of it"...and I made the promise. Bill agreed to drive halfway to get Sue's bikini. Bill and I met and he had come up with a couple ideas for the boat ride and wanted to first make sure it was ok with me. I was surprised (and impressed) with some of his thoughts, that were even more far out than what I had envisioned.
I left Bill and drove back home where the rest of the day was filled with a level of anxiousness that I had never felt before.
It was a tough night sleeping and eventually the morning came. Sue called me and said she'd be home at some point later in the day but that's all she could say at the moment. I asked her how the previous day had gone and she said she couldn't talk at that time but would when she got home.
Eventually Bill drove up with Sue and they both came into the house. After some brief conversation, Bill said he had to go and kissed Sue on the lips and said "I'll be calling you", to which Sue replied, "you promised you would."
I looked at Sue with a look of confusion as she had said this would be the end of her being a "hotwife." She said that we needed to talk. And with that she told me that three of Bill's friends had showed up to go boating. They were all very nice but at some point after everyone had been drinking Bill had dared her to jump in the water (I had told Bill that her bikini top would go totally see through when it got wet). Sue refused it but Bill told her she could either jump into the water by herself or be thrown in by all four guys. She decided to take control of it and agreed to jump into the water on her own.
As she got back on the boat Sue noticed all eyes were looking at her tits which were clearly visible. And this time, Sue decided not to act surprised or modest, so instead she stared at the guys, reached behind her back and undid her top and threw it to Bill saying "make sure you bring it back to your house." And this started Sue's "this better be the end of it" last hotwife experience servicing men she barely knew.
Sue said they dared her to do various things on the boat and she did every one of them. They played four rounds of strip poker and each round she had to hold in her hand the cock of one of the guys for the entire round...and she did for all 4 guys.
They then had her take one cock at a time and put it in her mouth for five minutes without coming off the cock, and then did it for each cock.
They took video of each guy taking a long lick with their tongue going up and down her pussy for five minutes each.
They took pictures of her lounging back with a guy kneeling behind her with his cock in her month but at the same time he held her legs as far apart as possible for more pictures and video and each guy got to do that.
Each guy fucked and came in her pussy, and each guy later on in the day got a blowjob and she swallowed each one of them. Bill was the only one not to get a blowjob as he had already gotten that from her the previous night.
As he and I spoke earlier, he told Sue he wanted to take her "up the ass and cum there"---and he did.
And the last thing she did, didn't involve her doing anything to the guys...she told me she had to show me something. She then took off her shirt exposing her breasts and all I saw were numerous hickies covering her tits, and all around her nipples. She then took off her pants and panties and I saw right above her public bone...four neatly placed hickies by Bill and his friends. Right below the hickies it was written in pen: "Wife loves being a slut for us. We all came inside her. Thx" And way up on the upper thigh were four different signatures of the men (two on each leg) - this was Bill's idea and I told Sue it was Bill's idea. She said she knew I knew about it in advance. She said that Bill asked her if it would be ok with her as it was his fantasy. She said "yes" right away and knew this was different.
I said what do you mean "different"? She told me that this was "the end of it", meaning her "making things back up with me from her affair and doing what I wanted her to do sexually" - I mentioned that I noticed when Bill left after dropping her off that he said he'd be calling her again and she agreed to it.
And that's when Sue said that my requests over the years for her "punishment" for having an affair were overboard and for that, she felt she was entitled to do some things that "she" wanted to do for herself. I say "ok, what are you thinking?"
And she told me that Bill was "different" in his sexual fantasies that made her feel "different" sexually and that Bill had opened her eyes to crossing some boundaries that neither she nor I had ever thought of...and she found that exciting.
Bill and Sue now see each other pretty frequently. Sue no longer tells me what went on, or whether or not it's just Bill or more things like being on the boat. But I just now need to accept the fact that my hotwife has pretty much transformed me. She and I still have a great sex life, but she now also has a great sex life that doesn't include me, nor is it now my business to know who's she fucking, how often, or how many. And I'm actually kind of liking it...
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By NCcurious1
True story that is still in my spank bank.
This was way back to 2013, when you could find horny couples on Craigslist and Backpage.
I was on business in St Louis, horny in my hotel room browsing through casual encounters to see what I could see. Replied to a few cuckold couple posts, most were just horny dudes hunting for pics. Then I ran across an ad "St Louis couple looking for DP fun". I replied that I was interested and had a hotel room downtown.
Cindy replied back when I asked her what they had in mind. "Splitroast me, tongue on my clit when I'm getting fucked, double vaginal, double penetration. You can spank me, pull my hair, pinch my nipples if you get me hot enough." She then sent a pic of the two of them - Dave took it while he was fucking her doggie while she was sucking a huge dildo looking at a mirror. I sent a nude pic of me and anxiously waited a reply. She replied they were ready for the next step and would be downtown in one hour.
We met in an Applebee's right next to the hotel to see if we mutually wanted to take it further. They walked in looking like a normal suburban couple. She was definitely a BBW girl and did most of the talking. We got to know each other over a drink and quickly came to the conclusion that none of us were psycho killers and I gave them a key while they went back to the car to retrieve lube and condoms
After 15 minutes I hear a knock then the door unlock. They both walk in smiling and comment "nice hotel." Cindy takes off the jacket she was wearing to reveal a lace teddy and fuck me boots that she must have changed into. She walks up to me confidently and gives me a wet kiss with lots of tongue as Dave watches and then joins in. Cindy then turns to make out with Dave while reaching back and fondling my cock through my jeans. I whisper in her ear, "Get on your knees and suck your husband's cock." Before I know it, Dave whips out his cock which is bigger and thicker than I've ever seen in person. I get on my knees next to her and hold her hair back so that I can watch her blow him up close, moving her thong aside and fingering her sopping wet pussy loudly. She kisses me and I taste cock for the first time, albeit indirectly.
We then move to one of the two queen beds and put Cindy on all fours. I pull down her panties to her knees and give her big ass a few playful smacks. She moans and spreads her legs a little wider, showing us her wet pussy and I shift my spanking to it. She shrieks and moans as I finger her pussy. Dave takes off her bra freeing her huge tits with big red nipples. I grab one and then another... tweaking her big nips to make her moan some more. Dave is sitting back stroking his big dick looking right at her. I don't think we ever made eye contact.
Dave then throws two condoms down on the bed which is my cue to fuck her. I quickly pull it on, grab her hips, groan, and plunge into her wet pussy. Dave pulls her hair gently but firmly so that her face is in the air and her tits start swaying. I watch as he slides his cock down her throat and hear her give him the sloppiest BJ ever. Full on licks, lip pops, sucks his balls and fingers his ass as I fuck her harder, trying not to cum. Then I feel as if I'm going to cum and suggest we switch positions. Cindy deep throats me and Dave starts to fuck her pussy hard as all hell making her titties bounce in all directions. She looks up at me and says, "This is so fucking hot, I love it." I grab her hair with both hands and start to face fuck her good.
All of a sudden she starts trembling all over and moaning guttural. She spits out my cock and tells us she is going to cum. Cum was an understatement, she literally gushed girl cum all over my hotel bed. I've never seen such a gush, it sounded like somebody flushed a toilet.
"Sorry about the bed, but I told you I was a gusher," she says. I suggest we all move over to the other bed and pull her on top of me. She is so wet that my pubes are soaked immediately. Dave pushes her forward onto me not too gently and we kiss as he works his cock inside her asshole. She starts to buck wildly and again tells us how hot this is. Her pussy is so wet that my cock falls out with every thrust into her ass. I suggest we switch positions and push into her ass as Dave fucks her with that monster cock. I spank her with every thrust talking dirty to her which sends Dave off to cumming inside her. We collapse for a minute and Dave excuses himself to get a drink of water. We are all sweating profusely.
But I'm not done with Cindy yet, and lay on her missionary, spreading her legs wide and fucking her well used, stretched pussy like mad. I fall out a couple times and then decide to put my slippery hard cock into her ass, butt fucking her missionary. I think this was a first for her, since she calls Dave in to check it out. He watches and nods then leaves the bedroom to sit on the couch outside and listen.
I give it to her for another 30 minutes easily, fucking her ass and rubbing her clit. She cums again and again but my cock gets desensitized due to the rubber and I can''t cum. As she is getting wore out, she asks me what she can do to get me off? I tell her that I don't think I can cum from fucking or sucking, come sit on my face and I'll jerk myself off. She looks at me devilishly and climbs right on top, lowering her big cunt right on my face, holds my head with both hands, and slides back and forth, giving me an opportunity to lick her ass. After two minutes of this I feel my cum boiling in my nuts and explode a huge load on my stomach. She smiles, licks some up and then snowballs me! Another first.
I lay there not believing what happened as they get dressed and pack up. I email her after to check if Dave was OK with all of this and she says sure. I never hear from them again.
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By Falcon88
My wife and I have been together for almost 25 years. Through out the years sex has been fantastic. No complaints on either side. We are very faithful and never cheated on each other.
Then one day two years ago we were having a few drinks and watching porn. We watch all kinds of porn. That night we were watching some really good gangbangs. Curiously, I turn to my wife and asked her if she ever thought about swinging and group sex. If it ever crossed her mind. Surprisingly, she looked at me and said she’s been thinking about it for while. So we ended up talking about swinging and group sex for hours. We got online and read stories on experiences about swinging and group sex. The pros and cons. It turned me on taking about it but at the same time I got a crazy feeling in my stomach. Nerves I guess.
So to make a very long story short we ended up having an open marriage and took up swinging. We both decided to have (safe) sex with other people until we felt comfortable on having our first group sex. All this took very long planning and preparing, especially mentally.
Finally last November we planned out her first group sex. We carefully selected three familiar friends to join in the fun. Of course they decided to do it and agreed on our rules.
So, it finally happened that November night. I really enjoyed watching my wife get screwed by more than one man. She had the time of her life. She had multiple orgasms one after another. The crazy feeling never left my stomach but I really enjoyed watching though. After the guys left we kicked back and talked about our experience. Then we go back about agreeing on what we’re doing and never to do it without the other knowing. We keep an oath of trust. Every time we have a date with someone we let each other know. It’s always planned out days in advance so it will never interfere with our personal lives. We have a great understanding.
Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
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By SPaige24
My husband and I have been together for almost 10 years. I have always been bi- curious, but kept it as secret until the last month. Little did I know that he had a small feeling (thanks to a few drunk nights with my friend). Our marriage is very strong, and we are very opened with each other. I told him that I wanted to have a have sexual encounter with another female. He is on board, and we even talked about a MFM threesome as well.
Here is my issue... How do I find someone? That friend is no longer a friend, I can't do dating apps because of my job, and I personally don't want someone we know. I have looked into Swinger Clubs, and I realize that finding a bisexual/lesbian female who is single is hard. We are opened to a couple if need be. I just want my husband there and or involved.
My question is... What is it like going to a swingers club? Will there be people our age (27-30), are "predators" real, and how do I find a club? We are located in Washington, PA.
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By Mistral Wind
I'm Mistral, and my husband Tim and I attended the most fabulous swingers party the previous weekend at our new friends' large manor house. We were filled with glee when they invited us back the following weekend for another cum-filled night of debauchery. They also suggested we bring some friends if we liked.
John and Wendy were a couple we knew from our charity work. They were young, idealistic, and very open-minded. We didn't think they were swingers, but the subject had come up in casual conversation. They were curious but remained evasive about their thoughts on the subject. We decided all we could do was broach the issue and see what happened.
The next evening, John and Wendy arrived after Tim and Mistral. They followed the crowd upstairs. As they climbed the stairs amongst the excited and bubbly people, Wendy remembered the afternoon and that phone call. John's voice was nervous and excited, "Hi, Babe! We have a party invite from Tim and Mistral to join them at their friends' swinger party tonight. I know we have fantasized about this. How do you feel?"
Wendy felt panic surge through her stomach, excitement flooded her pussy, and her nipples perked up hard. "Wow, that is short notice. What happens if we don't like it?"
"Babe, I will never make you," John promised. "We both have to want this to happen. I am sorry to spring it on you like this, and maybe we should forget it then."
Wendy said, "No, John, I did not say 'NO,' just what happens? When we fantasized about swinging, you said you would love to watch me in a group of men getting fucked by them all. Are you sure about that?"
Wendy had visualized these events, wishing desperately that John would take the lead and say, 'We will do it.' In their role-playing, they often pretended to be at a swingers party changing partners. One of Wendy's games was to roll up two large pillows, tie a belt around with a strap-on dildo attached to the belt, put her large vibrator into the cup, and ride the pillows, getting fucked hard by the vibrator. John would come from behind and fuck her arse or go to the front, and she would suck him to a spluttering cum inside her mouth. In her mind, these were real men fucking her, and she shared herself with the men, and John loved the attention and continuous pleasure.
In reply to Wendy's question, John said, "Oh yes, while I am having the same with two girls, one on my face and one on my cock, I would love it! Babe, I am sure. How about you?"
Wendy gulped. The secret she had held in her head for so long was about to become real. "Let's do it. Let's go! Are you sure you won't feel jealous watching me come on some man's cock with another somewhere else inside me? I don't have a thing to wear. What do I need?"
John said, "The theme is An Officer and a Gentleman. I can go dressed as a USA Army General using my dad's old uniform. You wear your sexy red top and skirt. You know, the top that doesn't come all the way down, the skirt with the elastic waistband hanging low on you, and your suspenders and stockings. No thong, no bra. You will show off your pussy to her best. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it!"
Wendy replied, "I will be ready when you get home. Your dad's uniform will need a press, and I will prepare everything. See you at 6:00 tonight, darling."
Her hands were shaking when she replaced the receiver breathing shallowly and jerkily as the realization hit home that tonight it would happen! During the afternoon, she got John's clothes ready, checked her dress, found the right shoes, and laid it all out, ready for later. A long hot soak where she shaved her pussy bare using John's razor and made sure her legs and armpits were perfect.
Resting on the bed, she shuffled through the videos they kept hidden from guests and found her favorite, "Suzie's Gang Bang." A fast-action orgy video in which this girl gets fucked by five men altogether. Wendy often watched this and used her vibrator when John was away or working late. Sometimes when her cycle was at ovulation, her sex drive was limitless, and she would role-play watching the action.
The action on the screen hotted up as the men were penetrating Susie left, right, and center. A closeup on-screen of pussy open and dripping. A cock slid into it, wetting itself with her fluids. It slid out, rubbed against her tiny rosebud anus, and gently but firmly slid into opening her slowly. At the same time, another cock pushed into her pussy. Wendy loved this part and rolled onto her side, turned on the vibrator, and sunk it into her arse. Her fingers slid into her pussy, working gently to pleasure her clit. Her hips were thrusting back and forward faster and faster as her climax built. She reached down and switched on her biggest vibrator, a black cock that was as real as it gets. The vibrator was thrust inside her cunt, and she moaned and moaned herself into a massive climax.
Wendy relaxed, watched the movie, enjoyed the post-climactic euphoria, and gently played with her clit. In her mind, she watched the swingers' party unfold - couples fucking, girl-girl, MFM, and FMF at this imaginary party. Inside her head, she had been desperate to fulfill these needs, and it was finally coming true.
In the past, Wendy was often on the verge of saying to John, "Let's try swinging!" She always shrank away from the responsibility in case he rejected the reality. Fantasies are fine, but who knows what the reality will bring? After so many conversations about swinging, so many nearly made decisions, and all those fantasies that included imaginary swinging, they had chosen to go ahead. With an overwhelming certainty, she laid back, smiled, and said to herself, "Tonight, I will fuck a roomful of men. I hope I don't disappoint them; my clit is tingling with anticipation!"
Wendy switched on the vibrator, and her hands moved over her breasts, pinching her nipples and then down to her pussy. Her hips were rocking back and forth. She rolled the pillows up, tied the belt around, clipped the vibrator into the belt, and climbed on top, sinking the vibrator deep inside her pussy and working herself to another peak. She closed her eyes and started rocking harder and harder. Then, a voice penetrated the action, and John stood naked and erect in front of her. She blushed with embarrassment, and he thrust his cock into her mouth. It tasted slightly salty. He lasted about 10 seconds and then dumped the load down her throat, bringing her to a climax.
John smiled and gently rolled Wendy into his arms. "You looked fantastic when I walked in and found you fucking your brains out with your vibrator on top of those pillows. If I feel as proud of you at the party as I did then and how aroused it made me, I can't wait to watch you fuck the guys. Will you enjoy watching me and sharing my pleasure?"
"Oh yes," she said in her little girl's voice, "I will love watching you; maybe I can do a 69 with her and lick her pussy while you thrust in and out and feel your balls contract when you come inside her."
"Mmmmmm, I wonder if all the girls will be bi? I wonder if I could do a girly threesome? Mmmmmm, I wonder if I can get two men to come at the same time inside me. That would be fun too."
"Can I be your vixen tonight and play dirty?" John smiled and spoke softly, the care showing in his voice.
"Babe, we will have a fabulous time together and with other couples or whatever, don't be shy to try what you want, and feel able to say NO if you don't want. Above all, enjoy yourself, and pleasure comes first," she reminded him.
So back to the party! They gathered around a pool table, with the group laughing and joking about the action starting all around. Wendy looked at the two girls on the pool table with their legs over the shoulders of four guys who were licking and sucking nipples, pussies, and one man had her toes in his mouth, sucking them like a breastfeeding baby. Wendy started to pant. She could not get her breath. Her heart was racing, her knees buckled, and she began to shake. Tears flooded down her face. John cried, "What's up! What's up!"
Wendy sank against the woman beside her shaking uncontrollably. The girl instinctively put her arms around Wendy and held her close, supporting Wendy against herself.
"Sushhhhh baby, you are all right!" the woman cooed, "What is worrying you? You don't have to do any of this if you are afraid."
Wendy snuggled against the comforting figure, put her face against the warm, feminine neck, and nuzzled her cheek, kissing it gently. Her hand moved without command to the woman's breast, and she felt the nipple harden as she caressed it gently. The shaking was easing now, and Wendy felt a little bolder. She turned the woman's face towards her, looked into her eyes, and moved forward slowly, anticipating a gentle and subtle kiss. The tongue was not stiff and probing like a man's but gentle, enticing, and exciting. Wendy's free hand moved down to the woman's belly and softly caressed the feminine rounded shape moving slowly downwards to find that sweetly perfumed garden where a secret lotus stem was waiting to be stroked.
Hands caressed breasts and pussy. Now both girls turned on to each other. John watched, fascinated. He had never seen Wendy with another woman, and his cock raged hard inside his pants. As if in a dream, Wendy pushed the girl gently onto the pool table so her bottom was on edge. She bent down, opened her legs, put them on her shoulders, and snuggled her face between them, savoring the beautiful feminine smells and tastes. Gently opening up the inner lips with her tongue, finding her clit and teasing, teasing just off the edge, making her wait for the full pleasure. Female wetness was seeping all over Wendy's face as the girl was getting nearer and nearer to release.
A few minutes passed, and the girl pushed Wendy off, got onto the table, and said, "Get up here with me. We can pleasure each other now!"
Wendy climbed up, the shakes all gone now. Her pussy was soaking wet, and her breasts were tender with erect nipples and very sensitive. She lifted her skirt, revealing the stockings and suspenders without anything else. The two girls turned head to toe and started a frantic licking expedition to cunt heaven.
Wendy felt a body get up behind her and present a long stiff penis to her backside. The man tried gently to insert it in her cunt where the girl was licking hard; it slipped in and thrust a few times. The girl firmly grassed it and slid it up the crack between her buttocks, tickling her anus with the end. Wendy's whole valley was wet and slippery. The long thin cock nudged open her arse and gently snaked into her bottom.
Wendy's heart raced again; this was what she had dreamed of for months! What surprised her was that the cock inside her was giving almost more pleasure than having her pussy sucked. The combination was too great. A massive climax took over, and she nearly fainted with joy.
As she fell over the edge into an abyss of pleasure, the man behind speeded up, grunted, and sank deep inside her, flooding her back passage with his fluids. Wendy opened her eyes and looked up at John, who stood open-mouthed, watching her antics. He had a girl on her knees sucking his rigid cock, but his eyes were transfixed on Wendy. She smiled, blew him a kiss, and licked her lips covered in pussy juice from the girl beneath her. John shuddered and spent down the girl's throat pumping his hips in time with his spurts.
He gently pushed the girl to one side, staggered to Wendy with his pants down by his feet, and said, "Well, you are hot; I could not believe how sexy you are. I am so proud of you; better than my wildest dreams was that fantastic to watch."
Wendy thought to herself, "Why did I panic? This is fantastic, better than the fantasies we have. This is real sex."
A couple came up to them. The man smiled. "I am Tommy. This is Raquel, my wife. We just watched you and nearly came with you. Would you join us at the table for a foursome?"
Wendy reached down and felt his cock inside his pants. It was semi-hard and big. She turned to John and Raquel, "Let's get together. We can play here or in one of the smaller rooms with a nice bed?"
They entered the room together. Wendy pushed down her long skirt and flipped off her top. She was naked except for her stockings and suspenders. Raquel slipped out of her long ball gown, revealing a very firm 36's and a sweet little tight arse on top of a pair of legs to die for. She was near perfect. Tommy was muscular with a flat hard six-pack stomach and an erection starting to grow to full size as he gently stroked himself. John was naked in a flash, only half erect after his escapade down the other girl's throat. Wendy turned to Tommy, who scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the king-sized bed, his erect cock bouncing up and down as he stepped forward. Raquel reached out for John, smiled softly, and whispered, "Come and play with me and let me get you hard again. We will watch them while I regenerate your erection."
John looked down at her fair perfection, those soft curves all running down into the valley between her legs. A golden pussy fuzz glinted in the soft lights. He reached for her and pulled her towards him. A first gentle kiss, lips opened up, and tongues tenderly searched each other out, exploring each other. His hands held her back, then softly slid down over her buttocks, caressing that incredible apple shape of her bottom. She pulled him harder into her body.
As Raquel responded to the stimuli, her hand slid down to feel his penis, which was gently growing back to a man-size stiffness. Their kisses became more ardent, and deeper tongues were now demanding, not exploring. Hands moved over her body.
John broke off the long kiss and searched her neck with his lips and tongue. She shuddered, and he felt her open her legs and move into his body. She thrust her pubis against his leg and started to move up and down. He could feel the wetness spreading along his thigh. John had now reached her breast with his lips and was attacking her nipple, which was bone hard. Raquel started to pant and squirm harder against his leg.
Suddenly Raquel broke away and fell back onto the bed beside Tommy and Wendy's entwined bodies. Raquel reached up, and John dived onto her, gently landing without his weight on her. Raquel squirmed around so she was head-to-toe with him, with her on her back. Raquel reached up and grasped his nearly hard cock. She slipped her mouth over the head as she pulled back his tight foreskin and started to suck him to total hardness.
John's head was between her legs. His mouth opened up her secret garden exploring the sides and little creases. He could tell her clit was begging for attention, and he made her wait. He felt careful with his tongue and could feel the hardness and swelling around her clit, which was now erect like a mini penis. His tongue explored her depths and penetrated her cunt, where he would follow with his cock shortly. Raquel was getting agitated and frustrated. She wanted attention on her clit, so John moved his tongue down the crease between her legs out of her cunt and down to her anus. As it reached the little rosebud, she shuddered and thrust her hips against his face.
Raquel was working hard on making his cock whole again and hard enough to get inside her to ease that burning desire. She threw him over onto his back, climbed on top, grasped his penis in her hand, aimed for her inner lips, and squatted down with a satisfied sigh. John tried to thrust up against her downstrokes, and they found a comfortable rhythm that would gently build to a glorious climax.
Tommy knelt beside John and Raquel with Wendy's legs over his shoulders, thrusting energetically into her pussy. Wendy's bottom hardly touched the bed as his cock shuttled in and out of her dripping pussy. Raquel leaned over and kissed him hard on his mouth while her fingers searched for Wendy's cunt. Wendy pushed her hand out to John, grasped his face, and pulled it over for a kiss. As the four fucked into each other's partners, the respective partners smiled and kissed each other. Raquel started to whimper like a small cat. Her eyes rolled up as she reached her first climax, and her face distorted. A moan escaped her lips. "Fuck it harder! Fuck it, my cunt is exploding. Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Raquel collapsed in a heap on top of John. He rolled her off and crawled around to the other two. Tommy rolled Wendy off him, and she got onto all fours. John hit her from the rear straight into her cunt, deep and hard. She thrust back to meet him harder and faster. Tommy went for the face and slid his cock deep into her mouth, making her gag a little, setting a fast pace that could never last. Tommy grunted and exploded semen down her throat, pumping and pumping till he was spurting on empty. Wendy cried out and shuddered and shuddered as she lost it in a huge one. John followed a few thrusts later. With a sigh and a deep thrust, he unloaded inside Wendy.
The three untangled themselves. John lay on his side facing Tommy, and Raquel rested against him, her head using his hips as a pillow. Tommy and Wendy took up a similar position facing them. Wendy was fascinated with Tommy's penis, which had shrunk to a little wrinkled sausage. She played with it tenderly, remembering how hard and energetic it had just been. John was exploring Raquel's inner sanctuary in a lazy, tender way.
Raquel got up, poured four glasses of wine from a bottle on the side table, and brought them to the bed. They all sipped and chatted quietly, enjoying the aftermath of the passion. Wendy could feel a slippery liquid seeping out between her legs. She reflected on how wonderful the party had started and how much better real sex in a group was than watching and fantasizing.
Wendy said, "John, I need to use the bathroom. I will be back shortly. Will you wait here for me?"
"Of course, darling," he smiled and added. "Come back when you are ready!" She laughed and left the room.
Three girls and two men burst in a few minutes later, laughing and jostling each other. "Can we use the bed or join you if you haven't finished?" one girl asked. "Sure, get on and join us," John replied with a smile.
Each girl selected a mate and sidled up to him as bodies entwined and hands were everywhere. The scene changed from relaxed, easy caresses to hot passion. John was having trouble getting hard again so soon after the last session. One of the two guys noticed and put his head in his lap, sucking gently on his cock. The girls watched with rapt interest. John froze for a second. This had never happened before. Then he relaxed as he thought to himself Wendy does this to me all the time. I go down on her. She won't mind, so what's the problem? John laid back and started enjoying a new experience.
Wendy walked naked through the large room towards the lady's bathroom, passing groups and couples in all types of contortions. One threesome had a man on all fours, the girl on his back legs wrapped around the guy on top as he fucked vigorously. Her head was bobbing about like a broken rag doll. The whimpers coming from her showed she was in fuck heaven. Wendy passed them and smiled. She could not believe how many different positions were being displayed.
In the bathroom, a girl was sitting on the side where the washbasins were, legs wide open, washing out the fluids that had been pumped into her. She licked her fingers and said, "Yummy, don't you just love that salty taste? I just got too full after a big gangbang. I had eight inside me, one after the other. Some of the greedy buggers came back for seconds and thirds." Wendy asked, "How long did you do it for?" The girl said, "About an hour and a half. I am a bit sore now and need a rest to recover after coming so many times."
Wendy left the bathroom and wandered down a corridor from the large room. She heard sounds from a room; she stopped and looked in through the open door. Nine men were around this one girl who was being fucked from behind by one with another in her mouth, and a few were by her head. She had a cock in each hand, and the others were masturbating around her. The guy in her pussy speeded up and pulled out, rubbing himself furiously. He spurted all over her bottom. Another took his place and speared her without ceremony pushing in and out of her sweet little pussy. He inserted a finger up her bottom, and she wriggled and cried out, "Fuck my arse as well!"
The men pulled out and rolled her over. One climbed underneath. She sat on his cock and lay on his chest. Another pulled her cheeks apart, stretching her anus slightly open. He rubbed semen that had seeped from her pussy around her dark hole to ease his passage and penetrated her slowly. The other guys were in her mouth, between her breasts, anywhere they could get.
Wendy watched the action, fascinated. This was what she had dreamed of in every fantasy. One of the guys with nowhere to fuck noticed her standing by the door and came over and said, "Join us, lovely. We would love to satisfy your desires and fuck you senseless."
Wendy entered the room as if in a dream; her fantasy had finally come true. Three guys remained with the girl. The other six moved over to Wendy. She lay on her back, waiting for it to happen. A man's body leaned over her, his cock hard and erect, probing her face as he bent over her and probed her cunt with his tongue. She grasped that beautiful cock and sucked it to absolute hardness. Hands over her breasts, tongues in ears and around her neck, hands now everywhere. Her body had become one large erogenous zone. The tongue in her pussy was replaced with a very large cock which started slowly and stepped up as the rhythm became one for both.
For the next hour, Wendy felt cocks in all her parts, fluids being pumped and splashed. Each orgasm she experienced lifted her higher and higher until she lapsed into oblivion and was gently laid to rest, covered in semen and a little sore from the multiple entries. One vague recollection towards the end was of two cocks inside her pussy together, stretching her and giving her a final massive orgasm. Wendy drifted on the edge of exhaustion, languishing in the euphoria of her greatest fantasy, a gangbang. She lay there with semen dripping from her pussy, running down the crease between her legs. She fingered her anus softly, rubbing in the slippery cream to ease the soreness. She felt wonderful.
After half an hour, she got up and returned to the room where she had left John. She passed Mistral, Tim, Greg, and Susan on the way, heading upstairs. As they passed her, they smiled at her sticky legs and body, and one said, "You sure have had some fun, huh, Wendy?"
She arrived at the room and stepped inside. John was entwined with another girl, and a guy gently probed him while the girl tried to get him hard again. Wendy watched her man and smiled to herself. "Now he knows what it feels like to be fucked up the arse. Once used to the stretching, it is yummy."
Wendy called him, "Honey, will you shower and sauna with me? I need to clean up a bit?"
"OK, babe, let's get showered and find where Tim and Mistral are," John replied. "They did promise us a special time together, but I haven't seen them tonight."
Mistral took John to one side the next day at work and said, "I know you both enjoyed your first swinging party; sorry we never got together. Would you both like to join Susan, Greg, Tim, and me the weekend after next at our place for just a casual dinner and some fun?"
"Sure, we would not miss it!" John quickly replied. Mistral said, "Greg told me he saw Wendy walking past him in stockings and suspenders. He said she has a fabulous body, her cunt dripping down her legs, and he wants to fuck her after dinner. You can have Susan and me together if you fancy. It will be a hot night!" With a wide grin, John quickly shot back, "How about six all together in the sauna then?"
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