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Deep in Dixie


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We found ourselves now living deep in the heart of Dixie due to Ricky’s job. We didn’t know anyone and we hadn’t brought ourselves to go to the nearest nudist camp. We just continued to remember the sights and smells of Andy and Julie wishing we could meet someone like them.

 

Krissy was no longer a hesitant swinger, but she still wanted to make certain that we kept it to someone we learned to know and trust. So, while we looked at some swinger magazines, we just didn’t feel comfortable about responding, and Krissy was absolute about no photos were going to be taken.

 

Frank and Ricky often ate lunch together at work. One early Spring Monday, Ricky said, "You know Frank, Krissy and I just haven’t met anyone to hang out with in this forsaken place."

 

"Yeah," Frank responded, "We know the feeling. By the time I finish the week here and Mary has a week’s worth of rug rats, we’re interested in having a date night or something. But, it’s hard meeting people outside of work. Tell you what we have done."

 

"What," asked Ricky, "join a swingers club?" He laughed at his joke thinking that Frank was never the type to even consider it.

 

Frank joined in on the chuckle and grinning said, "Nah, haven’t been invited and probably couldn’t afford that much time for the babysitter." "We joined a little church, sort of hoping that someone might be close to our ages and with similar tastes, but it’s sort of backfired."

 

"How," asked Ricky.

 

"Oh, Mary let it slip that she could play the piano and now we’re stuck there every Sunday. Man, there are less than twenty people there and we are the only two our age."

 

"Bummer, what kind of church is it," Ricky asked.

 

"A little independent Baptist," replied Frank. "I know, I know it is awash in this sea of non-Baptist. The preacher won’t send his kids to the local parochial schools so we only have Sunday morning to deal with, but so far we are the only ones attending our age."

 

"Tell you what, Frank, Krissy and I both are Baptists, we’ll come join you two, if we can keep our friendship from causing workplace issues for you and I," suggested Ricky.

 

"That would be great, Mary desperately needs a girlfriend. How about Krissy," asked Frank?

 

"Frank, you have no idea how much the both of us need friends. We had some very dear friends, Andy and Julie in California. We literally did everything together. You name it, we been there, done that, and got the T-shirt with those folks. They were great and we miss them. I guess that’s what Krissy and I are seeking, but I have to admit it took a long time for us and them to become that good of friends."

 

Later talking to Krissy, she asked "You want to go to church with them?" when she learned of Ricky and Frank’s lunch conversation?

 

"Yeah, Frank seems like a nice guy and I’m just guessing his wife is pleasant as well. I don’t think it will hurt us to be seen coming out of church do you?" Ricky softly responded.

 

"Of course not, Guess we might meet someone to be sort of ‘normal friends’ with unlike Andy and Julie," mused Krissy.

 

As it happened, Ricky turned out to be the best singer in the church, and was pressed like Mary to be a part of musical portion of the church’s services. Ricky and Frank really didn’t get to see much of each other at work as they were in totally different departments, so it soon became that this new foursome was meeting regularly on Saturday to coordinate music.

 

Krissy was bored, and it seemed like Frank was as well. This meeting on Saturdays had sunk to routine, and it was starting to get very hot in the Deep South. "Honey," Krissy said strongly, "I just can’t take going to Frank and Mary’s again this week without some changes. I think they are both adorable and I am growing fond of them, but…."

 

"What kind of changes," asked Ricky.

 

"We bought this car in the San Francisco Bay Area and it does not have air conditioning. I have to wear pantyhose all week long for work, then Sunday morning. Plus I have to change into them Saturday afternoon so you can go sit on a piano bench with Mary. I don’t mind you sitting with her, don’t get me wrong. I’m just not comfortable. Last week when they BBQ’d outside, I looked at Mary and myself, as sweat hogs in this heat and, I think I was beginning to smell bad. Dang it, I want to wear my shorts and halter-tops. I want my girls to hang free. And most importantly, I want my pussy to not be trapped in nylon for seven days. So, you can go without me this week, I’ll be here in the house naked sitting in front of this lousy window air conditioner, " she pronounced.

 

"Gosh, I’m sorry Krissy, I agree it is getting hotter than I have ever felt and I guess I can beg off for this weekend by telling Frank tomorrow," said Ricky.

 

"Actually honey, I don’t think you have to," she said. "Last Saturday, I went to go pee but Frank was in the hallway bath. Do you remember my asking Mary if I could use their bathroom? Oh well, doesn’t matter. Their closet was open as well as one drawer that had Mary’s lingerie."

 

"Where’s this going," asked Ricky?

 

Krissy continued, "Her closet is full of halter tops, short shorts, a very sexy nightie, and nearly see through tank tops. The lingerie drawer has crotchless panties and even one with a whistle that hangs down where her pussy lips would hit it. I also found several dildos in the same drawer," she triumphantly pronounced. "I think it is you and Frank that are afraid to let us girls dress normal. We aren’t in church all the time and from the looks of her closet, they aren’t either," said Krissy. "Get it straight with Frank, and I’m coming relaxed this weekend or not at all, okay."

 

"Well, I most certainly will. Guess, I should have thought they might be normal," replied Ricky.

 

The next day, Ricky decided he would be more open and honest with Frank. "Frank, Krissy and I have a problem."

 

"What," Frank asked with concern.

 

"The temperature is getting too hot and we have no air conditioning for our little car. Add to that, Krissy and I both have to wear business clothes five days a week. And for Krissy that means she is wearing suffocating panty hose and a bra now seven days a week. That’s not like Krissy. She is a halter-top girl that only wears panties and bra when she has to for work or church. Frank, she is refusing to come over to your place this Saturday as she is dressing uncomfortably," stated Ricky.

 

"Is that all," replied Frank, "hell, you guys can come in your skivvies as far we’re concerned. Mary has been forcing a dress code thinking that if she wore her normal attire, you two would bug out on us and we would have no friends." "Tell Krissy to show up however you two want. Be comfortable like you were at your own home. It would sure make us happy. By the way, Mary and I both don’t wear underclothing at home, just around you guys, my work, and church, and I know Mary will be relieved to hear you two are the same," said Frank.

 

Well it was Saturday. Frank and Mary had made arrangements for the kids to visit a friend overnight. They wanted to make certain they offered an enjoyable atmosphere. Ricky had told Krissy about his conversations with Frank. Mary had actually phoned Krissy and told her that she was thrilled to know that they would be coming over. She promised Krissy that she would be shocked at how she dressed and said, "Krissy, you had better be a little liberal, because I don’t hold back my girls with much either."

 

Krissy began to have a few thoughts about Frank and Mary. There had been a tone in Mary’s voice that stirred memories of Julie. She shared them with Ricky. "Wouldn’t it be nice if we could have those two for a good fuck," she said sweetly to Ricky as they were driving to Frank and Mary’s house.

 

"Not going to happen," replied Ricky. "She’s a piano player at the church and I don’t get any signal that they are swingers," he continued. "But, if they were, whew, I bet she can tit fuck me with those beauties, uh sorry Krissy," he sort of smirked.

 

"Hey, Frank is almost twice my height, I bet he has a dick that can go all the way up to my throat," she giggled. "But, maybe you’re right, they have appeared to be straight arrows so far, and I don’t see them getting naked with us. But, I think it is time for you and I to at least have a little fun."

 

"What do you mean?" he asked.

 

Krissy was wearing a bandana halter-top that was cut high exposing the lower portions of her high and tight little girls. The top was gathered into a triangle that was barely above her tits with a small shoe string tie. She reached under her mini-skirt and pulled her panties off then put them into the glove box. "Do you have your underwear on," she asked as she looked at his summer shorts?

 

"Uh, yeah, my briefs," he replied.

 

"Well continue to drive as they are coming off right now, " she giggled. Carefully Krissy pulled his outer shorts down while Ricky obliged by skillfully maneuvering his feet on the controls. He then felt her pull his briefs down and his hard on sprang up. "Wow, we’re not even there and we don’t know if they are swingers. Shouldn’t you be a little calmer", chuckled Krissy?

 

"Hmm, let’s see. You start stripping over there and leave me stranded like this, and I’m supposed to be calm," he challenged?

 

"Well, honey just ride like that until we’re almost there. I put’em back on. Meanwhile, you can look at this if you like," as she lifted her mini-skirt up to her waist and began to finger herself. "Geez, I miss Julie and Andy," she whimpered. "We need to find friends," she breathed in rhythm with her hand.

 

As they got almost to Frank and Mary’s house, Frank pulled over and collected himself trying to calm down his manhood. Krissy stopped her own actions and then using a tissue, cleaned her wetness up making certain to not leave a wet spot on her skirt.

 

It was very hot that day. Frank greeted them at the door. Their house was very well air-conditioned which made Krissy’s nipples instantly become erect. Frank’s eyes immediately went to Krissy’s nipples. Nuts, he was caught by Krissy’s eyes which gave him a big smile and a wink. Frank was also wearing summer shorts and a lightweight tank top. Mary came bouncing up to the door and greeted her guests. She was wearing a very small mini-skirt and a spaghetti strap tank top that left most of her chubby belly exposed and was doing nothing to hold the sway of her D sized globes swaying back and forth. Mary had really large tits, and a bright engaging smile that seemed to always say, "You’re Welcome."

 

Ricky and Mary sat moving on to song practice. Krissy could see that Ricky was having trouble concentrating as Mary’s skirt was climbing all the way to heaven. From Krissy’s vantage point on the couch, she had a direct look under the piano at both Ricky and Mary. Oh this is fun, she thought. Mary’s skirt is coming up higher and I don’t see any underwear. Looks like Ricky is having a difficult time keeping his dick from coming alive.

 

Frank was sitting across from Krissy still trying to conceal looking at Krissy’s nipples. Krissy decided to have some fun, remembering how Julie had teased her and Ricky.

 

She seemed to be listening to the music rehearsal and she feigned to be absent-mindedly rubbing her right nipple, and then looked shocked as she pretended to notice Frank’s attention to her act. Krissy said to Frank, "Sorry, I had a little itch. Okay?"

 

Frank stammered, "Uh, of course, sorry I shouldn’t have been noticing."

 

"Oh, that’s okay, notice all you want, Ricky and I won’t care, we’re good friends aren’t we," she replied. "She stole a quick glance at Mary and Ricky, and then abruptly pulled a tissue from her purse. She quickly lifted her top up revealing her beautiful fully hardened nipples and made an act of wiping just slightly underneath the roundness of her girls saying, "Boy, that car makes you sweaty with no air conditioning." She grinned and looked at the astonished face of Frank while Mary and Ricky went on without noticing.

 

Krissy leaned over across the coffee table and said, "Uh Frank, I’d ask you get me a coke, but you look like you might trip as she lowered her eyes to his growing dick, where are the bottles?"

 

Frank stole a glance over his shoulder at Mary who did not seem to notice, and said, "Huh, uh yeah, no problem. Umm, in the kitchen." Krissy’s tits were gorgeous and perfectly shaped. Damn and I’m getting a hard on with nothing to help hold it down.

 

"Kitchen Okay", she replied? "And thanks for the compliment and she lowered head to gaze up Frank’s now growing gym trunks, I appreciate it"

 

Frank didn’t know what to say, he blurted, "In the kitchen, help yourself, bring us all one if you don’t mind."

 

Krissy nodded her head and then made a deliberate slow attempt at getting up out of the couch by spreading her legs wide, revealing her uncovered bushy pussy. She hesitated long enough to make eye contact with Frank, looked down at her reveal and then looked at his crotch for just long enough to continue to energize Frank’s reaction.

 

Frank seemed embarrassed and in a position of not knowing what to do. Krissy left and went to the kitchen smiling inside at the fun she was having as a tease. "Oh well" she thought, "we might not fuck but I’m having fun today."

 

Frank was relieved. Mary was just in the other part of room and had not seen Krissy’s behavior. He was certain that Ricky who had been standing beside Mary did, and he didn’t know how to react. Great he thought, I pick today to wear shorts, worse shorts with boxer shorts. I’ve got nothing to hold things back.

 

Meanwhile, Ricky decided to sit down very close on the piano seat choosing tomorrow’s songs. Ricky was having a difficult time controlling himself as an air vent was blowing right up his shorts. Mary must have noticed this and offered, "Do you want me to turn off the air vent?"

 

"No, that’s okay. It gives the boys a chance to cool off and I have to tell you, your shirt is making it difficult on them."

 

"Oh, well that’s okay. Shuck’s, most of the time my shirt does the same to Frank, he just loves his boxers. Say’s it keeps him and the boys free, especially if he gets an eyeful!" she giggled. She noticed that Krissy had left for the kitchen to get cokes and Frank had her back to them. She flirted, "Wonder if the air conditioning will keep the boys comfortable if they see these?" She then pulled the neck of her tank top lower giving Ricky full view of those huge globes and her very hard nipples. Ricky couldn’t help himself but to look and say, "Wow, very nice, very, very nice."

 

"That’s what Frank tells me, he likes to feel them with his shaft," she offered. "Does Krissy do that for you or is Frank just a pervert", Mary asked? "Oh lookie, you like my girls," as she noticed his dick start to rise.

 

Wow, thought Ricky, guess Frank and Mary are little more relaxed than I thought. He had caught Krissy’s little show in his peripheral vision. "Uh, Krissy is not a well endowed as you, so we, uh, I have not had that experience with her." He felt his dick rising to the sight and the words Mary had offered. He was trapped on the piano bench trying to hold back his seven-inch manhood from popping out the bottom of his five-inch trunks.

 

"Too bad," replied Mary, "I have to go pee." Mary thought to herself, "well this is kind of fun. Damn, we could have been teasing a long time ago, if silly Krissy had just let me know that we both dress the same."

 

"Hey, Frank, where’s Krissy?

 

"She went to get some cokes."

 

"Where did Mary go?"

 

"I guess the bathroom or something; she said she would be right back."

 

Krissy was prowling around in Mary’s kitchen. There were not cold cokes in the refrigerator so she had found glasses and ice. Then opened the walk-in pantry and spied a case of bottle cokes way in the back. She could not find the light switch and sort of poked and prodded to get to the cokes when she heard a tinkle behind the coke case. She reached over and pulled out of large bottle of dark rum. Hmmm, she thought. "Thought these church folks didn’t drink? Time to see."

 

She quietly poured four very large coke and heavy on the rum drinks. She went back to the living room. She noticed that Mary had a glistening down her inner thigh and thought, "oh crap, I didn’t check myself." Sure enough, Krissy the wetter was also glistening. "What the hell, in or out, I’m not going to kid myself."

 

Mary notice Krissy looking and said, "Krissy, I love going braless and without panties. I’m really glad you let us know that you did as well."

 

"Great," replied Krissy. "Ricky here is your coke. Frank here is yours, and Mary here is yours."

 

"Thanks," they all replied and each took a big gulp, while Krissy smiled.

 

"Oh shit, " said Frank. "Uh oh," said Mary. "Yep," said Krissy you’re busted," "I found your liquor and I was worried that you two church folks would be a little off limits."

 

"Uh, but are you drinking," asked Mary. "Absolutely, and we do at home all the time," replied Krissy.

 

"Here’s to good friends," said Ricky and they all giggled to the toast.

 

Everyone started to relax and then Krissy excused herself to go potty. While in the bathroom, she ran out of toilet paper. She reached underneath their sink cabinet to search for some and found several Playboy, Penthouse and Forum magazines. Well, she thought at least they are somewhat normal. They drink and flirt. Wait, what was this. Now she was grinning from ear to ear as she saw several swinger magazines with handwritten stars in the margins of some ads.

 

Krissy was going to either blow this up or start with some new friends. She marched out to the living room holding her newfound magazines behind her back. Rickey and Mary had finished the church music with Mary joining Frank on the couch. Ricky was on the love seat. Krissy joined Ricky and with a deft motion she picked up a pillow that covered her bringing the magazines up. She held them behind the pillow as she sat directly across from Frank. She fondled the pillow on her lap so that she and Ricky could see the magazines but not their hosts.

 

"Well, we know you drink, and I think both of you like to flirt. Do you guys ever read anything like Playboy or Penthouse," asked Krissy. "Or how about Forum, asked Ricky, as if on cue?

 

Frank stammered, "Well, yeah, I suppose we have some of those around here."

 

"I haven’t seen the latest issue, can I," asked Krissy?

 

"Uh, sure said Mary, I’ll go get them." Mary left to where they stored their magazines. When she opened the door, she knew immediately that Krissy already had moved them. "Oh no," where are our swinger magazines she thought?" First Krissy knows we drink and now she knows we have looked at swinger’s magazine, that’s it, what will we do?

 

Mary returned to the living room without any magazines. "Mary, where are our magazines," asked Frank? Mary looked at Frank, then Krissy who was grinning from ear to ear, "you might ask her," she pointed to Krissy.

 

With that Krissy held up the swingers magazines and proudly showed her find. "I think you two either are swingers, or wish you were," she said with a school girl taunting sound.

 

Frank said, "I guess we have had an interest, but no, we haven’t done it yet."

 

Looking at each other, Rickey and Krissy said in unison, "it’s fun!"

 

Stunned, Frank and Mary looked at the other couple with Krissy saying, "Are you telling us that you swing?"

 

"Not since we left California, because we just haven’t looked for anyone yet," chirped Ricky.

 

Mary said, "I don’t know about Frank, but I’ll show you two how to heat up things." She then pulled her tank top off and stripped out of her shorts.

 

Not to be out done, Krissy said, "Sounds good to me, and stripped off her shorts and top." "Wow, Mary, you have no hair around your pussy, exclaimed Krissy."

 

Frank just shrugged his shoulders and with a knowing nod, both he and Ricky also climbed out of their clothes. Both were fully erect with a pre-cum drool starting to drip from the end of their dicks. Krissy went over to Frank and joined him on the loveseat. She took his dick in her hand and deftly began to massage it.

 

Mary took a big swig of her rum and coke and eased over to Ricky. "Gosh, Ricky" as she began to rub her palm on top of the rising head of his dick, "do you always drool so nicely?" She then whispered in his ear as she was stroking him to full erection, "Are you sure that a little tubby like me is something you want?"

 

Ricky turned his head and took hold of one of her luscious breasts and breathing a little harder said, "Mary, I see a beautiful woman that is making not only me happy, but also your husband and my wife." He then planted a deep penetrating kiss on her mouth, which was returned with her probing tongue. He felt that if he didn’t do something quick he might come in her hand. Taking her in an embrace, he moved her back onto the couch and pushed her feet up to the seat’s edge so he could dive into her glistening womanhood. "Wow, she really has no hair on her pussy," he said aloud.

 

Krissy, had been sucking on Frank’s nipples with a pulling and biting action while she was stroking his now ever growing manhood. Frank’s dick was bent a little to the side and was just so slightly longer than Ricky’s she thought, but not as long as good ole Andy. Frank’s dick was very fat at its base and came to a tiny point. This she thought was going to make going down on him so much easier. She heard Ricky’s revelation about Mary’s hairless pussy and had to see even closer. She quickly jumped up and pulled Frank along by using his dick as a handle to come over to see what Ricky was doing to Mary.

 

"Move your head Frank, I want to see her pussy," asked Krissy. "Go ahead Krissy, you just have to feel this, its wonderful," exclaimed Ricky. "Wow, it does feel good," said Krissy. Now she was stroking Frank and Krissy almost in rhythm. "Hey, I got them both going," she giggled. Frank took over and moved Krissy beside Mary on the seat, then joined Ricky on the floor while both men began to lick tenderly at their newfound fuck mates.

 

The girls were starting to get into it, when Mary reached over to feel Krissy’s pussy. "It’s been so long since I have had a full bush, I had forgotten how it feels," said a panting Mary. Krissy reached over and with her left hand, pulled Mary’s swollen labia to expose her clitoris for Ricky’s deft tongue, and stammered with her own excitement, "I, I, I think I like this feel better, ohhh, keep it going Frank, make me cum, you fucker."

 

The combination of each woman feeling the penetrating touch of the other woman along, with the skillful ministrations of their husbands had an immediate action as both women on cue began to have waves of climaxes. The husbands heads were clinched tightly and being pulled by the women demanding more and more. Mary found her first minor climax to be satisfying. She hadn’t felt this good in a long time, but when Ricky seemed to have jammed his thumb into her vagina and his middle finger into her rectum, she came with a sudden sense of urgency that caused her to literally spurt her own juice all over his face. She was now racked with joy and hadn’t spurted for Frank in the last several years. She had thought herself to no longer to be so attractive and had resigned herself to just being satisfied with pleasing her husband. Now this man, this lovely man had shown great interest in her and had brought her back to a level of happiness she had forgotten.

 

Krissy was back in the saddle. She was enjoying the experience and was coming hard. Krissy was a screamer and kept everyone excited by her challenges of fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. She wanted Frank inside her badly. "Get up Frank, fuck me dammit, fuck me. I want your cum to blow up inside of me."

 

Frank was tall enough of a man that he simply rose from his crouched position and held her legs up above her waist presenting his very hard and oddly curved dick to Krissy. Krissy who was now almost laying on her back on the seat cushion grabbed his dick and guided it into her wet pussy. "Oh, gawd," she gasped as the long curve slid into her touching her differently than Ricky or Andy had ever. It did get thicker at the base and she could feel his balls slap her lips. She reached up with her right hand and grabbed the arm of the couch. All her left hand could find was Mary’s tit, which Krissy began to massage in rhythm with Frank’s thrusting.

 

Ricky wanted to be inside Mary, so he tried to copy Frank’s position but his height was just not going to allow that to happen. Seeing his problem, Krissy pulled on Mary to lay her head across Krissy’s chest. Mary flopped her left leg up high onto the couch’s back while Ricky entered her from the end of the couch with one leg bent under her left and the other on the floor. It seemed awkward, but the give of the cushions was working perfectly as Ricky hefted Mary’s ass higher up onto his strong dick. Krissy fingered herself and then rubbed her and Frank’s juices onto Mary’s titties. Mary was feeling no pain and had already thought she had reached her ultimate climaxes, at least until Krissy did the next thing.

 

Krissy twisted over and planted a huge kiss on Mary’s nipples, biting them ever so lightly. Mary began to moan, and for the first time in her life, she began to say, "Make that cock pump, fuck me, oh fuck me deep, I, I, want you." Then she said something she did not ever think she would say, "Kiss me Krissy, kiss me." Krissy let go of Mary’s titties and gave Mary a deep penetrating tongue exploring kiss.

 

The guys couldn’t handle it any longer. Frank groaned, "Here I come," and began to thrust rapidly causing Krissy to come and come. Krissy was amazed that Ricky had not come already, but he was not exactly in the most comfortable stance.

 

Then suddenly Mary felt Ricky’s dick gaining hardness and size. "Oh my god, here he comes," she thought, "my first cum other than ‘Frank’s."

 

Both men came inside the women, but were still shooting when Frank pulled too far back on his thrust losing his insertion into Krissy. He immediately shot more of his wad on both of the girls hitting Mary in the face and mostly hitting Krissy on her tiny tits. Ricky thought this was the new game so he also pulled out and finished off his load on Mary’s tits and a little on Krissy’s belly. The guys leaned back now exhausted and watch the rest of the show.

 

"Oh Krissy, I’m sorry that Frank came all over you," said Mary. "It’s okay, looks like Ricky showered you as well," replied Krissy. With that Krissy began to rub Ricky’s cum over Mary’s titties and then licked Mary’s nipples. Mary sat up and turned to Krissy and kissed her gently on her face cleaning away Frank’s cum, then she moved down to Krissy’s nipples and returned the favor. Soon both girls were kissing and rubbing each other, until Mary nearly got down to Krissy’s pussy.

 

"Krissy, how would you like to feel like this," as she pulled Krissy’s hand to her own pussy? "Frank, Ricky would you guys like it," asked Krissy? Both men nodded with excitement. Ricky said, "well, you would probably stay cooler and your shorts will quit showing hair.

 

"Okay then," said Krissy, "let’s do it." With that the girls went to the shower and locked the door. No amount of knocking was going to let the guys get in for a show. But, the audio was great. About a half hour later, the girls came out and said to the guys, go get cleaned up and meet us in the bedroom. Mary said, "We are going to debut a nice bald pussy tonight.

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      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.
       
      We cannot wait to do it again.  
       
    • 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.
       
      They give you a phone number. A city two hours away. They are a better than average couple.  No heavy weights. He is bi, she is straight. Your are 24.  They are 33 and 35.  You haven't tried bisexuality before, but your heart is racing now, anticipating something new, something erotic...your first threesome.
       
      You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up.  It's part of the game.   You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions.  "What do you enjoy?"  "Do you like anal?"  "Do you like cum in your mouth?"  It doesn't matter.  If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go.  You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed.  They don't ask. They've seen it all.
       
      The husband picks you up at the motel. Nice guy. Personable. Not his first rodeo. He drives you to their place, which is a surprise, but you are so nervous that you don't remember the address or how to get there. You go in. You meet the wife and son. She doesn't disappoint.  She is a looker. The teenage son is off to a friend's place and you are just someone going to a party with his parents. He doesn't know that you will be soon fucking his mother.  After the son leaves, they show you photos of their past swinging adventures.  If you had doubts, then now you are sure that this isn't their first rodeo.  Your cock or your mind. Both are about to explode.
       
      They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented.  Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
       
      She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding.  She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples.  Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour.  She doesn't hesitate.  She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush.  The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing.  You move to the holy of holies.  You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.  
       
      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.
       
      More sex. More bi touching. This time you pull out and shoot your cum over her.  With that baptism, the holy rites have been completed. There are photos and kisses given. Promises of future sex.
       
      This was your first threesome.
    • By C3po
      This all started around forty years ago when my wife Beth and I had dated for a few years then married. It wasn't long after we married that I introduced her to her first big realistic porn star dildo.  When she first saw it she laughed and said, "That'll never fit in my pussy, are you nuts?!" But she agreed to trying and found not only did it fit but she really enjoyed it. She was amazed by how much she enjoyed it.  So much so that she requested I use it on her quite a lot. She also discovered she enjoyed big cock porn, she was fascinated by it. Soon was I combining using a huge dildo on her at the same time she watched big cock porn, this led her to experience huge orgasms. She couldn't get enough. She was finally exploring her sexuality and expanding her outlook on sexual pleasure.
       
      One night after some really hot sex I  questioned her if she ever fantasized about fucking other men, especially well-hung men. She responded that of course she did, stated that most women had this fantasy, and she believed it was quite common. So I pursued it further and asked her if she wanted to try another man's cock and how much did she really desire to do it? She said that it sounded exciting and fun but she would never do anything to endanger our marriage. I said,  "What if I told you that I wanted to watch you have sex with another man, one that had a really big cock. Would you then consider it?" She laughed and said she'd be game if it was something I was serious about and really wanted her to do. She said, "Come on, let's be real. It's exciting and fun to imagine it, but to really do it? Please! That's a major game changer."
       
      So I said, "I'm very serious. I've watched the way you enjoy the dildos especially while watching big cock videos. It turns me on big time seeing how excited you get and how many times you climax from doing these two things at the same time. I want to watch you do it for real. No BS, just watching you getting slammed by a big cock would be a huge turn-on for me. So what do you really think now that you know that I'm serious and am giving you this opportunity?"
       
      I could see her giving it some serious thought, she didn't get mad or upset at me or the idea, no resistance whatsoever to my request.  The more she considered the idea the more it appeared to me that she was very intrigued with the idea and it excited her.
       
      She started asking all kinds of questions, like wouldn't I be jealous, or think the worst of her, or what if she really enjoyed it and wanted more or didn't feel comfortable screwing another man, then what? Were there any rules and what were the consequences? Was I absolutely sure that I really wanted her to do this, because once done there was no going back!
       
      After she finished asking everything she had concerns about I answered all her questions and we talked about the rules/boundaries we would have in place to keep it fun and exciting without any reservations or guilt. This was to make sure she fully understood my concerns and alleviate all of hers as well. It seemed she came to a decision at which point she smiled and enthusiastically said yes, she'd do it! Did I have someone special in mind she wondered? She said she had to agree to my choices for her sexual escapades or it wasn't gonna happen.
       
       I then informed her I was thinking of Bruce. Beth squealed with glee, she admitted she has had fantasies about Bruce for some time now and I couldn't have picked a better choice for her first time. She would absolutely love to fuck Bruce. She said she was getting wet thinking about sex with him.
       
      A few days later I met up with Bruce for an after work drink. As we enjoyed several drinks we talked a lot. Soon I steered the conversation towards my wife Beth. I asked  Bruce to be honest and tell me what he thought about Beth. He admitted he thought Beth was smokin' hot. She had a killer body and was just gorgeous, always was friendly, and liked flirting with him when they were together. I asked him if he' ever had the chance would he consider having sex with her? He looked a bit concerned by my question but answered yes, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of such an opportunity. So I told him that Beth really wanted to have sex with him, and that I was okay with them hooking up. I explained that was my kink watching her get fucked by other men, it really turned me on. Bruce considered it for several minutes then said okay sure, he'd love to fuck Beth. Just give him the details when we're ready to make it happen.
       
      When I got home I told Beth about my conversation with Bruce and what he said. She looked startled and said she couldn't believe I did that. So I asked her if what I did was so wrong and did she still want to go through with it? She excitedly said Oh hell yes she did, and no I wasn't wrong! So we made plans and set a date for Beth's first cock. 
       
      The night arrived finding Beth both excited and hot with anticipation. She was dressed to kill showing off her sexy body wearing no underwear. When Bruce knocked on the door I answered it and escorted him into our house. Beth entered the living room and gave Bruce a big hug pressing her chest and pelvis into him and then kissed him on the lips. Bruce kissed her back and he sat down pulling her on to his lap. Nether one of them wasted any time, tongues going everywhere, hands exploring and groping each other, clothes coming off. Soon they were both naked and Beth got a pleasant surprise, Bruce was very well hung. She giggled with delight.
       
      Beth took Bruce's hand and led him to our bed. She pushed him down on the bed and went to work on Bruce's big cock giving him an enthusiastic blow job. After a while Bruce flipped Beth on her back and went to work on her pussy and clit. Beth orgasmed in minutes, fully enjoying Bruce's skilled tongue. I stood in the background watching the show.
       
      Soon Bruce moved into position between Beth's legs. As he rubbed his cock against Beth's open pussy and clit she responded with loud moans and started pressing her pussy against Bruce's cock. As he slid his huge cock into Beth's pussy she had a big climax. As he went deeper he increased his speed and Beth climaxed again. She was enthralled with his big cock pumping her pussy, she was moving her hips and swearing, telling him his cock felt so good. She looked over at me and said she loved how good his big cock felt inside her. She told Bruce to stretch her pussy good, to fuck her hard. She was in sexual ecstasy, a place she'd never been before. Her facial expressions showed pure bliss and the sounds she was making were hot as hell. I never seen her so turned on, she must of had a dozen orgasms, many of which were huge.
       
      They fucked each other hard for a good twenty minutes then Bruce erupted into Beth's pussy, filling her with his cum. This gave Beth another climax. Afterwards he laid on Beth for a minute then rolled off her. He'd destroyed her pussy, it gaped open with his cum dripping out of her. They kissed and he got up to dress while Beth laid there spent. She looked at me and smiled big time. She said, "Your turn!", so I took sloppy seconds and enjoyed it beyond belief. Bruce watched us have sex then commented that watching real sex was so much hotter than any porno ever could be. He understood my enjoyment of watching my wife fuck other men. He said he'd like to do it again and Beth was all for it. So they made plans to hook up again. Then Bruce left.
       
      Beth and I talked about how well things went, and how she wasn't prepared for how much she enjoyed his big cock. It was mind boggling! She thanked me profusely for asking her to do this, the opportunity to experience such awesome sex. She says she'll never be the same again and is looking forward to more big cock sex. So our new lifestyle began.
    • 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.
    • By AdamGunn2
      It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
       
      Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
       
      I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
       
      The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
       
      The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
       
      But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
       
      As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
       
      After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
       
      Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
       
      “Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
       
      “Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
       
      “This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
       
      Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
       
      “Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
       
      Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
       
      Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
       
      We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
       
      I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
       
      We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
       
      “You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
       
      “Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
       
      “Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
       
      “Something wrong with him?” I asked.
       
      “I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
       
      “Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
       
      We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
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