I had been into swinging for just under two years when I got a wild hair and decided to try seducing a couple of mutual friends into a couple of threesomes. Sam is a young man who had been doing Salli’s hair for three years. Heather was a lovely young massage therapist I had been seeing twice monthly for about as long. It was always apparent to me that Salli’s curiosity about Sam’s sexuality was pretty close to mine about Heather… and mine was considerable!
After dinner one evening I dimmed the lights, sat on the couch with Salli and began telling her about my plan. We would spend the next weekend at a rustic B&B not far from town. In addition to our nature walks and special dinners, I had arranged for us to be pampered. Sam would give her a haircut and total makeover. And Heather would come and give each of us a full massage. It would be up to us to see if we could bed them.
She wasn’t so sure we could pull it off, but, cat-like, began rubbing herself against me and kissing my neck. I unbuttoned her dress, and it fell sensuously open exposing her breasts, stomach, and long creamy legs. She was wearing white silk panties over which I lightly slipped my hand. Nibbling her ear I told her I had little doubt that Sam would love to make love with her. I pressed on her hardened clitoris and could feel the sexual heat rising from her. She squirmed and, stroking my balls, told me that she was sure Heather’s interest in me was more than just her imagination. She consented to my arrangements …as long as we were discrete. Then she slipped down to give me blow job that seemed more imaginative than usual.
After work the following Friday we left town exhausted, as usual, from the week’s work but looking forward to our weekend. The drive took less than an hour. After putting our things in our room, we took time for a brief walk in the summer air, ate dinner in a cozy Italian cafe and found ourselves back in our room by 7:30. We slipped into the large warm bath, sipped Scotch and cajoled suggestively for about an hour before going to bed and making love.
Saturday morning was spent lounging, reading, talking and listening to music. About noon we went for a walk along a small river, returning to our room about 3:00.
At 3:15 there was a knock on the door. It was Sam. I poured drinks for all while Salli went into the bedroom and returned wearing her white satin robe. Having the young man in the room caused me to take greater notice of the sensual nature of the thin material clinging to and outlining her breasts, stomach, hips, and thighs as she moved across the room, took a seat in an overstuffed chair and crossed her legs. After she’d taken a few sips from her drink, Sam asked her to sit in a straight chair near the window so he could begin working on her hair. Her curiosity about what would next was apparent in flashing eyes that for the first few minutes continued to search mine for clues about how do we get from this to sex? But familiarity with Sam’s routine soon led to relaxed pleasure. She closed her eyes, leaned back in the chair and purred.
I enjoyed watching him work with quick precision. Salli’s bliss was obvious in her ever-present smile and bright humor punctuating their conversation. As he worked around her, he brushed her leg with his causing her robe to fall off one leg. She gave her exposed thigh a quick glance, then looked at me, but she did not put it back. I just smiled and sipped my Scotch. Her hardened nipples poked from beneath the white satin. Sam’s state of arousal was becoming obvious too; a fact that he did little to hide.
We continued our light conversation about movies, fads, jobs, the economy and gossiped about people in town. And it was fascinating to watch the care and talent he demonstrated so effortlessly as we talked. As we loosened up conversation became increasingly suggestive. I was getting turned on watching the flirtation between Sam and Salli becoming more blatantly sexual. She’d pat his ass, he’d slide his erection along her shoulder, and then they’d offer melodramatic accusations and apologies. Adjusting herself in the chair and uncrossed her legs her robe slipped off her other leg exposing the triangle of mint green panties. Sam immediately stepped between her compliant thighs to, "Get a better angle on her bangs," thus, exposing her feminine charms even more. He finished her hair and facial at 4:30. Her hair was cut much shorter with a more sculpted style and made her up in darker colors that gave her an incredibly "bitchy" look.
"You really look fantastic" I commented as Salli surveyed herself in the mirror before excusing herself to the bathroom.
"I’ll say," Sam said to no one in particular, taking a deep sip of his drink. "Actually too good. But," pausing to give me a searching look, "I hope you don’t think I got carried away by some of the comments I made."
"As a matter of fact, you haven’t." I paused for effect. "And I hope I don’t offend you either."
"hat the hell does that mean?" he questioned joining me on the small couch. "Be honest with me," I said with unwavering eye contact. "You’d you like to bed her, wouldn’t you?"
I could have knocked him off his chair with a feather. When he resumed breathing he let me know that she was one of his fantasies. In Fact his acceptance of my invitation to come today was done with some vague sense of sexual adventure.
"This is a first for us," I said refilling our drinks, "but she’s yours if you want her. When Salli returns, all’s fair. She’s anxious as hell about this, but I can tell she is damned pumped up."
"You’re not shitting me, are you?" he stated, guarded and nervous taking a long gulp of his drink and folding his arms across his chest. "I once ended up making it with a couple of girls at the same time, but that was one of those accidents that just happened to work out my senior year in high school. This is different."
I winked and shrugged.
Salli returned, took a long sip of her drink and sat on the coffee table in front of us. For a couple nervous seconds, we sat quietly. Salli stared out the window with occasional involuntary smiles springing to her lips. Her perfect breasts were silhouetted in the soft sunlight penetrating her satin robe.
"Come sit here between us," I said moving over slightly and patting the space between Sam and myself. Salli blushed, and her nipples jutted through the thin fabric. Her eyes flashed back and forth between Sam and me as she stood. The inability to imagine the fantasy vanished as she slipped lightly into the space between us grinning nervously. Sam and I folded around her.
Salli lifted a hand to each of our cheeks and pulled our faces towards her’s. She alternately accepted our kisses into her soft, wet mouth. Her back arched as our hands, moved simultaneously from her tummy, across her ribs and cupped her breasts. She shuddered as we gently fondled her breasts.
I loosened the belt to Salli’s robe. It dropped open exposing her, naked except for tiny, sheer panties. As I kissed her deeply and watched Sam run his tongue along her neck, shoulder, and areola. I could feel her heart racing as I kissed her neck. Her firm tits heaved as she breathed deeply. As our hands inched across her tummy towards her snatch,.she squirmed and stretched her legs out straight. The thin fabric molded itself to the sexy contours of her swollen love mound. Sam and I continued to touch her lightly along her thighs and over her pussy. Her breathing was reaching near orgasmic levels as she stretched further and splayed her legs. Her wetness began to show through the delicate fabric.
With our help, Salli worked the fly of each of our pants open. As our erect dicks sprung free, her small soft hands masturbated us simultaneously.
Sam slipped his hand into the top of her panties as I slid mine in through a leg opening. Our fingers met in the humid dampness, then moved slowly over her furry pubic bone. She was wet and hot. Fingers from two different hands slipped into her easily as her passion peaked even higher. Salli moaned and beat us faster.
Biting her ear, I said, "I want you to suck my cock." Salli kissed me one more time and eased herself to the floor where she lustily sucked and stroked my rod. Looking at Sam, I could see his excitement and fascination with her ass that was arching and swaying tantalizingly. Slowly I pulled her robe up. As her ass with a thin line of the thong disappearing between her cheeks came into view, Sam looked at me with questioning eyes. I simply nodded encouragement. Rather clumsily he kicked off his shoes and stood to remove his pants. Then he knelt behind Salli and began kissing, rubbing and humping her ass as he slipped off her panties. She worked my dick faster and deeper as she spread her legs and arched her back eager for his shaft to fill her. Sam slipped the head of his dick up and down her slit several times. It glistened with her juices. He then shoved it to the hilt in a single motion groaning with pleasure and began slamming into her ass with the strength and speed of a young stud. Our excitement rose rapidly, and in just a few minutes our mutual climaxes brought all of us to a state of blissful paralysis, and we settled in a sweaty, tangled pile on the floor.
Salli was sprawled on her back between us. Sam curled around her left side and cupped her breast. I squeezed in at an angle on her right side with my right leg under her but over her left leg with my cock and balls pressed tightly against her crotch. As we began to recover from our tremendous orgasm, Sam started to fondling the nipple of her breast. Salli began to respond, and we pressed ourselves together. As the tension grew we humped harder. Sam leaned forward and placed a series of kisses from her nipple up to her lip, and then back again.
Salli grabbed my cock and guided it into her, then took Sam’s face in both hands and began exchanging a long, lapping kiss with him. As the intensity of our fucking increased, she grabbed his pecks and urged him to slide up. As he did, she kissed him inch by inch along his chest and stomach. A look of great anticipation filled his eyes as she licked his balls and the side of his erect cock. As she took him deep into her mouth Sam’s head and eyes rolled back as he savored the delightful sensations arising through his body.
As our sexual momentum intensified Sam lifted himself slightly and rotated around to return Salli’s oral favors while I pumped in and out harder. The feeling of his hot breath on my balls and the occasional slip of his tongue on my cock, while he licked her pussy ever deeper, brought me even more quickly to an exploding orgasm. Their sexual urgency continued to mount as mine began to subside and I was soon shaken out of Salli’s cunt. I rolled back and watched as they took each other to climax. Sam held his tongue tightly against Salli’s pulsating love button while she drank his load in a series of long, sensuous gulps. Again we fell into a sweaty, tangled mass of arms and legs and slipped into a deep and timeless dream state.
At some undeterminable time during my dream state, I was aware of Salli and Sam getting up and going into the bedroom. Shortly the sounds of love-making drifted through the door and seemed to go on endlessly as I faded in and out of sleep.
I eventually awoke to a dimly lit room. It was like coming out of a trance. Slowly, I became fully focused and checked the clock. It was 6:48. I knew we would have to hurry to make dinner. Turning on a lamp, I found a note left by Sam thanking us for a wonderful afternoon and suggesting we "get together" again some time … soon!
More energetically than I thought possible Salli awakened when I kissed her cheek. We showered and went about the routine of getting ourselves ready for dinner occasionally stopping to kiss. It was a wonder to me that in spite of all of the afternoon’s activity we were very easily aroused. It would have been easy to order a meal in, but I had made other plans for the evening.
Dinner was a joy. The meal was, as usual, prepared perfectly and presented in relaxed elegance. Our conversation was as comfortable as it had ever been. Laughter seemed always to be just beneath the surface and flowed out with ease. After dinner, we strolled along the street studying and commenting on items in the windows of the shops returning to our room at 9:00.
We changed into robes and set about putting some order back into our room. I filled the large Jacuzzi tub that sat in an alcove at the far end of the room. At 9:20 there was a knock at our door. It was Heather. I held the door for her as she entered with her portable massage table in hand. She boldly greeted us, "Hi Bill, Hi Salli" and proceeded to set up her table and to talk in her bubbly tone about how excited she was to have been asked to be part of this special weekend and about getting lost a couple times on her way to the inn. Patting the assembled table, she bubbled, "Ready. Who’s first?"
"Salli," I replied handing Heather a glass of wine. With a shrug, Salli dropped her robe and laid face down on the table. Heather draped a large white towel over Salli’s back and began by spreading oil over her legs and feet. Soon she was diligently at work. The rapid onset of deep relaxation that spread over Salli was a clear indication that Heather was an expert. I removed my robe and settled into the tub to watch my beautiful wife being cared for so expertly. Our apparent lack of inhibition must have put Heather at ease as she, warming up through the vigorous nature of her work, took off her shoes and light blue sweat suit, and continued working wearing a revealing white terry cloth jumper. Her own beautiful figure, slightly shorter and fuller than Salli’s, was a pleasure to watch, and the variety of bending and reaching positions she assumed soon had my heart rate racing ahead.
In about half an hour Heather finished with Salli then sat at the edge of the Jacuzzi to visit and finish her glass of wine with me. Slowly Salli sat up sleepily and thanked Heather. Salli and I traded places, and I received a wonderful massage. Although very relaxed I was unable to resist the occasional temptation to enjoy the sight of her breasts as she manipulated my pecks and abdominal muscles. Of course, she could always tell when I was looking and would rub her hand down my face to close my eyes.
When the massage was completed, I returned to the Jacuzzi with Salli. Heather began to put away her equipment. I asked her to join us and have another glass of wine. She was hesitant at first choosing to sit on the edge of the tub and talk. After a couple of minutes, she said, "What the hell," slipped out of her jumper, and eased herself into the warm, bubbly water. Her manner suggested that she had some doubts about this situation but if we were game, so was she. Gradually the warmth the water and the wine sufficiently reduced our inhibitions. We began getting increasingly suggestive in our talk and jokes. Physical contact below the water changed from an occasional quasi-accidental touch to intentional caresses starting with each other’s feet but progressing to ever more erogenous areas as trust and excitement mounted.
Emboldened by the circumstances and reaching a level of heightened sexual urgency, I kissed Salli and whispered in her ear that I would like to fuck Heather.
"Then fuck her," she whispered back biting my ear.
With that I let my desires dictate my actions. In a moment of truth, I took Heather’s hand and pulled her towards me. She moved across the tub effortlessly, turned easily as I guided her, and sat on my lap. My erect dick between her thighs she reached down and pushed my shaft against her pussy but looked at Salli with questioning eyes. Salli moved close hugging us both as she said, "It’s all right."
Heather was suddenly shaking with excitement. She rubbed my cock across her pussy and humped it hard for a short time before rising up just enough to get the head of my penis to the opening of her swollen opening. She then sat down slowly purring with pleasure as I rubbed her clit with one hand and her nipples with the other. We fucked this way for some time, then I turned her around so we could kiss and she could press her firm breasts against me while we enjoyed our bliss. Finally, we climaxed we fell into a threesome hug with Salli who had been caressing us with light strokes and kisses. Obviously, voyeurism was a big turn on for Salli. As Heather slipped from my lap, Salli straddled my legs facing me. She brought her breasts to my lips and got my crank hard again by rubbing it furiously on her clit. As she brought herself to orgasm, she shoved my sore, but still hard dick into her hot depths squeezing herself and throbbing pussy tightly around me.
As her passion subsided, I pulled Heather close to us. At first, we silently swayed. Then we hugged even tighter and began laughing.
Finally, I said, "I’m getting waterlogged. Let’s dry off and get into bed." There was no hesitation now, and soon we were warm and dry, and I had two beautiful women with whom to kiss and touch and have intercourse for hours until we all fell asleep. I imagined several times that it would be fun to watch the women make love, but neither indicated an interest.
When I awoke the next morning Heather and her table were gone. It was a "pinch me, I must be dreaming" kind of awakening. But even if it was just a dream, I did not want to mess with it. Getting up to piss and get a drink of water I found a note from Heather. It read:
To the two most beautiful people I know, Thank you. I have always held you in high esteem. Now, in my heart, I hold you higher. I do not know if another time like the one we shared last night will ever be possible. If so, I look forward to it with more excitement than Christmas. If not, thank you for my fondest memory. H.
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My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit.
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself.
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth.
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded.
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine.
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
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By Skhan
It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome. No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.
You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky. And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family. They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines. Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts. The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure. The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted." You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot. Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks. They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster. You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait. You buy an answering machine...and wait. You check your messages for two weeks...and wait. You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen. The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail. The couple writes and expresses interest. Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
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They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
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The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone. Licking her while her husband fucks. You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock. You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum. He withdraws. You switch position. His cum lubricates her vagina. There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls. He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum. You don't give a fuck. The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
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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.
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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.
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"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.
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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 Billygoat
We had met Darrell and Judy at a swingers house party that we used to attend way back when we first started in the lifestyle. We have been involved for about a year and a half, and we met a lot of great people and played with some. Although we were very friendly with this younger couple, we hadn’t played. We had been in the same room together, in the open room, but never really discussed or talked about getting together physically in our conversation.
At the last party, they had learned that I had a service business, something they might be interested in. They asked if I might be able to come by the following Sunday morning when they’re both home and go over some of the things they wanted to have taken care of. Darrell asked that I arrive early on Sunday morning, so I was there about 10 minutes ahead of time, parked in the driveway. Darrell came out on the porch and waved me to come on it. It was about 8 o’clock.
We went into his kitchen, and he poured me a mug of coffee. After we chatted for a few minutes, he started to describe some of the things that he wanted done. He also mentioned that Judy was still asleep but should be down shortly.
After about 15 to 20 minutes of casual conversation, you could hear movement, with someone coming down the stairs. A sleepy voice called out, “Honey, I need my morning dose.” Darrell responded, “Here in the kitchen, babe, we have company.” Judy shuffled in wearing her pink fuzzy slippers and an oversized men’s T-shirt, her breast swinging freely underneath the fabric. She mumbled a sleepy, “Oh, good morning,” as she headed for the pot of coffee on the counter.
Darrell and I continued chatting away as Judy prepared her mug of coffee and joined us at the table. Darrell explained to her that we had already discussed their needs and that I had come up with a couple of suggestions that I would get back to them on. Judy sat quietly, taking it all in, sipping at her coffee, gazing between Darrell and myself through the rising steam of her mug.
The conversation then turned to the usual general talk about what we’ve been up to, what they’ve been up to, work, etc. Darrell got up to pour another cup of coffee. As he passed Judy, she mumbled, “I need my dose, babe.” He just shook his head. I wasn’t really sure what all this meant. I assumed some sort of medication, but who knows?
As Daryl returned with his coffee, he stood over Judy, bent down as she looked up, gently kissed her forehead, and said, “Honey. You wrecked me last night. I have nothing left to give.“
Now I had a good idea what they were talking about and must’ve given myself away with a muffled chuckle. “She can be quite the demanding vixen, “said Darrell. “She kept me up half the night, and I’m all tapped out.”
Judy looked at me with a very mischievous smile on her face. Darrell looked down at Judy and said, “If you need more, you’re gonna have to get it from him,” Daryl stated, tipping his head in my direction. I have to say this took me by surprise. As I said before, we have not played yet other than sharing the same area in a group room.
I did not know what to say just sat quietly with probably a very silly looking grin on my face not sure if I should respond or not. Judy is the one who broke the silence. “Hmm I think I would like that very much if he is willing” again a moment or two of awkward silence when Derek stated “buddy you’d be doing me a favor I need a break.”
Now I will be honest: Judy is a very good-looking woman 15 years my junior, about five foot eight, with an hourglass figure, long brunette hair, and large full breasts. To say I was attracted to her, you’re damn right. I just was not expecting this situation and did not want to overstep my bounds.
“Well?” Darrell asked. “Really?” I asked.
“Please. She has been talking about you since the last party. She is very willing,” Darrell persisted. “She sucks me off just about every morning. I got nothing left.” Judy smiled and giggled.
I quietly thanked myself for showering this morning. “I just need to make a quick phone call to check in at home, but I would have to say I’m greatly interested and would be happy to oblige.” Judy let out a squeal of glee, clapping her hands in front of her, and I could not ignore the shaking of her breasts underneath the thin T-shirt.
I made a quick call to the Queen, stating what was going to happen, and she responded, “Good luck, enjoy yourself, be home by 1 o’clock. We have plans this afternoon.” I put my phone down on the table, looked up at Darrell, and Judy smiled and said, “Well, I guess I’m free.”
Judy took a sip of her coffee, turned her chair to the side and asked me to come stand in front of her. Once there, she did not waste any time unbuckling my belt and jeans, pulling them down to my knees. In one motion, she pulled my boxers down and buried her face fully against my flaccid cock and balls, sniffing deeply. She rocked her head from side to side and softly murmured a gentle “mmmm” of approval. After nuzzling me a bit, she gave me two gentle kisses, and using only her tongue, she swept my soft cock into her mouth. I looked over to Darrell to see he had a big grin indicating to me he liked what he saw Judy doing. I relaxed a bit more.
Looking down at Judy she had her eyes closed. She was rolling me around inside her mouth with her tongue. Then she sucked hard and gently bobbed her head a few times, then took me completely into her mouth again. She was making soft, guttural moans as she continued attacking me. “She really loves doing this,” Darrell stated. I did not respond other than a sigh on my part.
Judy continued working me with her mouth, and I started to respond to her efforts. As I started to swell, she took less and less of me into her mouth. She started stocking me with her hand and mouth. After a short time, she “popped” the head of my cock out of her mouth. “Oh my,” she said as she stroked me with her two hands, “I didn’t expect this.” She gasped, then took the remaining length of my cock beyond her two fists in her mouth. “Dude,” exclaimed Darrell, “do you mind if I take pictures of Judy with that?” I could only nod my head in approval; I didn’t want to break the mood.
Darrell fumbled with his phone and started taking pictures. Judy, with just the tip of me in her mouth, hands-free. And then one of my full length from her chin to her forehead.
“Damn,” Darrell stated, happily clicking away. Judy used one hand to stroke me while sucking on my balls. Darrell had the sound activated on his phone, and there were times it rapidly stuttered as he excitedly took multiple pictures as Judy skillfully continued the assault on my full erection. She tried to take more of me in her mouth but could only manage about half of me before her gag reflex kicked in, and she loudly gasped, popping me out of her mouth and sucking in a large amount of air while stroking with one, then both hands. Every now and again, she would run her tongue from my balls and under the length of my cock, sinking as much of me as possible into her mouth.
At some point, the shutter noise on Darrell’s phone stopped. I wasn’t sure when, but he continued to move the phone camera around Judy’s head and shoulders, I assume taking video. After several minutes of this, although I’m not very sure of the time, Judy stopped. “Let’s go in the living room.”
I kicked off my sneakers and pants and, with her holding my cock in her hand, led me into their living room to a sectional couch and had me sit on an oversized ottoman. She took a pillow from the couch and knelt on it in front of me. She resumed stroking me. One-handed, two-handed, then into her mouth. Shallow, deep, gagging a bit, then back to stroking. Time drifted away as I was enjoying every moment of her efforts. “Tell her when you are ready to cum so I can get a closeup,” instructed Darrell. Again, no answer from me other than nodding my head.
Judy continued vigorously, trying to get me to cum. She rested occasionally, stroking my length with her two hands. After a bit of time, I heard her ask Darrell, “Can I try this? I really want to try him.”
“Hell yeah,” Darrell exclaimed. “Is that ok with you?” he asked me.
“Sure,” I responded. Judy is still working on me. “Only cum in her mouth,” Darrell instructed. I mumbled an “ok” in agreement.
Judy told me to lay back on the ottoman as she stood stripping off the tee shirt. Her breasts swung freely, jiggling with her every movement. I expected that I would be given a condom or she might roll one on me, but instead, she turned away from me and started to lower herself onto me reverse cowgirl. Seeing my concern, Darrell assured me it would be okay if I was okay with it. I agreed.
My crotch was soaked with Judy’s saliva. I watched with eager anticipation as she positioned herself over me. Darrell was giving her some instruction so he could get his video of her lowering herself onto me. I witnessed a few rivulets trickling down her inner thighs. She grasped my cock with her hand and rubbed the end of it along her lips while slightly lowering herself back and forth but not penetrating. After a few moments, I felt her start to take me in. She gasped and stopped for a moment, then repeated, taking me out, rubbing me back in. God, she felt great.
Judy shifted herself slightly, still holding my cock. She guided me back into her opening, taking just the head of me into her. After a brief pause, she lifted her hips up a little and then backed down a little further. A few strokes and then a little more. Each time she did this, shallowly stroking what she had in her, she would slowly take a little more. With each deeper penetration, her body would gently quiver a bit.
“Damn, this is hot”! Darrell blurted out. If he thought what he saw was hot he should see this from my angle. Damn is right.
I do not think either of us were aware of time. There was no rush, no frenzied groping or pumping. Judy was in complete control as it should be, all about her pleasure, her comfort.
It wasn’t long before I was completely embedded inside the warmth of this woman. Using her body to stroke me, she would take me shallow, then deep strokes, occasionally stopping, deeply penetrating, and grinding on me, almost like dancing on me with her hips. I could hear her murmuring something from time to time, but I didn’t make out what she was saying. I was too engrossed with what she was doing to me.
After a while, she stood, releasing my cock. She turned, facing me, and straddled my waist. Grasping my cock she guided me into her, and she settled completely on my cock. “Damn babe, do that again,” Darrell, now directing this video. I didn’t care at all; I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
He directed her to rise up almost off me the slowly back down. I was lost in her breasts hanging down on me, her nipples brushing along my chest with her rocking motion. Judy’s breathing was quickening with the occasional moan. I loved stroking her breasts, using both hands to hold and squeeze while my mouth teased and pulled on her nipples. She started to ride me harder for a while, stopping every so often with full penetration, wiggling her hips. Once she started raising herself completely and then slamming herself back onto me, taking full, deep strokes, I started to feel that I was getting there.
“I need you to take me,” mumbled Judy as she raised herself off of me. I stood, and she knelt on the ottoman. I accepted the offer of taking her from behind, but I took my time. Partial and shallow strokes, then slowly pushing in deep.
Gauging that she was comfortable with this, I spread her cheeks apart with my hands, went as deep as possible, and paused. With each deep penetration and pause, she would gasp slightly and pump and grind against me.
I’m not sure who was breathing more excitedly, Judy, me, or Darrell, who was totally lost in videoing and watching through the lens. He had swapped out his phone for a handheld video camera at some point, but I am not sure when. I hadn’t noticed.
Judy set the pace. She started bucking back onto me hard and solid. I took the hint and picked up the pace, slamming back into her with full deep strokes. Her verbal jerky breathless “aaahhhs” and “oohhhs” excited me and Darrell. He was moving around us videoing from various angles commenting as he goes.
Judy announced we had to stop. I was concerned if she was ok. She was; she just wanted to be on her back.
She grasped my hand and, giggling, pulled me quickly down the hall, with Darrell a step behind me, to a bedroom. She sat on the bed and quickly took me into her mouth, running her tongue along my length. She laid back her butt on the edge of the bed, pulling me to her. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “but I want you to cum in my mouth.” I nodded that I understood.
I position myself between her raised legs. She pulled her legs back and wide open, bent at the knees. I leaned in, pressing myself against her opening, grasping each breast in my hands. Bending to nuzzle and suck on her nipples made me enter her partially, making Judy wriggle a light and let out an audible sigh. I squeezed both breasts together and alternated between each nipple as I started to push deeper inside her. She wiggled her hips, trying to press onto me. Once fully penetrated, she ground herself on me.
After a few minutes, I raised myself above her and started slowly pumping into her. I alternated shallow pumping with a few deep full strokes and, from time to time, pressing deep into her and just grinding against her. It seemed to excite her, judging by her body response and breathy moans. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “take me hard!” Our director shouted the same, “Pound her hard!”
Placing a hand on each thigh to hold her legs open and back, I started a steady thrusting, alternating occasionally slamming against her hard. Judy responded with pleasing moans. She fondled and squeezed her breasts and then gathered them both on her chest, cradled by both her upper arms. Her breasts rocked and waved with each thrust. It was marvelous. I was desperately trying to keep the same pace.
Judy traced her fingers over her lower tummy, bringing both over the top of her pubic mound. Her fingers, finding her sweet spot, started vigorously rubbing above her clitoris. I continued to piston in and out of Judy. Her mouth opened, and her breathing sounded labored.
After a few minutes, she started to make a soft-pitched whimpering noise. I continued to thrust hard into her. Only slightly withdrawing, then slamming back into her, making her whole body jerk, her breasts jolting about with each impact. Her whining noise was getting a bit higher and louder, and then it hit. She suddenly sucked in a big breath of air, her head picked up off the bed, a long guttural moan that ended on a high note. “Aarrggeeeee!” Then, her back arched as she slammed her head back, followed by rapid breathing and intermittent uncontrolled giggling. I felt her contraction, an intense gripping of my cock as she climaxed.
I slowed to a slow, deliberate, full-stroke penetration. I knew I was very close. I declared, “I’m going to cum!” and pulled out of Judy and stepped back. Judy slinked off the bed to her knees on the floor. I was pumping my cock by hand. Judy pushed it aside and started to rapidly jerk my cock by hand. “Cum for me, come on, cum” Judy repeated this a few times as the build-up reached its peak. I moaned low and loud. The first volley went across her open mouth and right cheek. The next, she aimed me directly into her mouth. Third and forth, under her chin and neck, the remaining small spurts and drops landed scattered over her breasts. “Wow, oh my god!” Judy squealed excitedly.
Darrell was beside himself with excitement. Other than the pictures and videos they made themselves, this was the first video allowed with someone other than Darrell. He said, “This is crazy sexy, hot as hell”! The clock in the bedroom indicated we had been at this for about 90 minutes. A first for all of us. But to be fair, a hell of a lot of manual and oral play, stop and start, prolonged it all. Judy agreed, reached over, and pulled Darrell to her. She quickly pulled down his sweatpants and promptly took his cock in her mouth. I picked up their video camera and started videoing the two of them.
Judy had Darrell hard in just a few seconds. She made an extra effort to lavish his cock with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down and then swallowing him whole.
She then pulled him down on top of her. He quickly slipped inside her and started hammering away with Judy, encouraging him along, “Take me baby, fill me up!”
From my view, I had a clear shot of him pumping his cock in and out of her. With her telling him to take her hard, cum for her, and watching the two of us for the past hour and a half, he had no hope of lasting very long. He started groaning, Judy telling him to fill her. He let out a bellow and started cumming inside her. I caught the whole thing on video. His pumping and cumming. His cum leaking around his cock out of her. And when he pulled out, the cum leaked out of her. When things calmed down, he viewed the video and couldn’t believe how hard he came and how much he gave her. Judy chimed in, “And you said you didn’t have anymore, holding out on me.”
We didn’t get dressed. We went into the kitchen and talked about what had just happened and past swinging adventures. About an hour later, Judy walked over to me and asked if I could go again. I looked at Darrell, and he quickly shook his head yes. “If you can, that would be awesome”. I agreed.
We walked back to the bedroom and climbed up on the bed. We kissed and fondled each other a little bit. I then positioned myself on my left side and maneuvered Judy on her back with her legs up and over my hip. I easily slipped my semi-soft cock inside her. She was very warm and wet from Darrell. My hands were free to caress and squeeze her breasts. Darrell switched between videoing and kissing Judy. He occasionally played and sucked on her breasts. I slowly pumped a little into Judy. After a few moments, she exclaimed, “I can feel you growing inside me,” and giggled in amazement.
Once I was fully hard I changed position to a supporting missionary. Using my knees to keep Judy’s legs open and my arms keeping me up to watch and nibble on her breasts. I started slow, long thrusts and built up to harder, faster, full-length thrusts. In about fifteen minutes, I was pulling out and dribbling cum on her tummy. Judy sat up and slid down, taking me into her mouth, making an effort to suck and lick me clean.
It was almost noon, and I had to run to get home on time. We promised each other we would get together soon, all four of us. And that we did. They joined our group and played once or twice a month at our parties. We also traveled and shared very often for 4 - 5 years. Then, they moved to New Mexico for Darrell’s work.
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