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(to the Brady Bunch theme)
Here's the story,
Of a fun loving couple,
Who really like the idea of a sex swing,
But they know a stand would be more effort than they want...

OK, I can't keep this going, ditch the theme music...
 
But, anyways, yes, the wife and I have looked at, and wanted, a sex swing for some time now. Problem being, we have a smaller house, no basement, and ceiling fans in every room. If we could figure out some way to put a bracket up to support a sex swing, we'd likely go ahead and get one, but where to put it, and how to "disguise" the bracket? Sometimes, when we take a vacation, and go away somewhere, her Mom house-sits for us, so either having a bracket that can be "disguised" as something else, or completely hidden, would be great.
 
One thought I've had, would be to mount a board (2x4 or 4x4) across two joists, for the eye-bolt to attach to, and cut a square of ceiling drywall out, with some way to put the square back in place to cover the hole when not using the swing.
 
While the idea of getting the stand is not a bad one, again, with the size of our house, the only room we could set this up in, would be the living room. If you've got one, with stand, how much work is it to set up and tear down, and how compact does the stand get? Could we stash the stand under the bed (collapsed, of course)?
 
Thanks,
Jason

Ok, we have an extra bedroom which at the moment is storage, but our hope is to get it cleaned out and possibly turn it into a playroom, so that should we host any friends over or even potentially a house party we can have a room set up for ... well... playing. We already have a guest bedroom with a full size bed that could be used as well.
 
So if you were starting with an empty room and wanted to create a playroom, what would you put in it?
 
We're thinking about maybe a futon, and some good mood lighting... but what else...

Prior Chapters: A VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY PARTY – PART I and A VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY PARTY – PART II
 
As we walked down the hall together, I became aware of two things; this was not the first time this couple had been in this house, and the woman I was with was beautiful.
 
At one point, we made eye contact and I said, "I’m DB and this is my wife Linda." With a giggle, she stopped and told us she was Barbra and her husband, David, was with Linda. After the introductions, we continued our trek. We passed through a door off the hallway and down a staircase. As we entered the large basement Barbra declared, “Welcome to the playroom.”
 
The basement was a room dedicated to decadence. It was a large room with an open large-beam ceiling. There were a number of mats located in numerous areas on the floor. Two sex swings hung from the ceiling at the far end of the room. Laid out on a table along one wall was a full array of sexual toys, lubricants, a variety of flavored jells and oils, condoms, and every type of sexual aid you could imagine. Provocative art decorated the walls. There was a small bar located against one wall. In the middle of the room was a gynecological exam table, fully equipped with stirrups and a little stool for the “doctor.”
 
As we passed through the room there was almost too much to take in. There were a few couples in the room and most were on mats engaged in noisy sex. One couple however was using the gynecological table, as the woman laid on her back the guy was on the stool with his head between her thighs. She was holding his head with both hands as she ground her pussy into his face and loudly proclaimed her pleasure in what he was doing to her.
 
The back part of the basement was void of other people and the sex swings in that area caught Linda’s attention. “Are those what I think they are?” she asked David. "They are if you think they are sex swings" he said with a smile. Barbra and I continued behind Linda and Dave as Linda led the way in that direction, seemingly curious about the swings.
 
When we reached the swings Linda asked Dave, “Just what do you do with these?” With a smile, Dave asked her if she would allow him to show her how they are used. With a giggle, Linda said, “Sure go ahead.”
 
Dave surprised Linda as spun her around and effortlessly lifted her into the swing. He then helped her with getting her legs into the straps and adjusting her into the swing. Secured in the swing with her legs opened wide while holding onto the support lines, she addressed Dave, “ok, but I don’t see how it works, because I can’t move.” Dave just smiled at her; "like this" he said as he slowly pulled the sash on his robe. His robe parted revealing his large hard cock. As Linda stared at his impressive cock he slowly stroked it as he examined her sexy body.
 
He slowly approached her. He gently pushed her legs further apart as he moved between her already wide spread legs. When he reached her ”Y” he positioned his cock at her pussy. He was staring into her eyes when he arched his hips forward slightly, and effortlessly slid the head of his cock into her wet slick pussy.
 
Linda sucked in a breath as she felt his cock enter her. Dave stood motionless in front of her with the head of his cock in her pussy. Linda’s gaze passed between Dave’s eyes and cock, as she waited impatiently for him to make the next move on her immobilized body.
 
When she raised her gaze, their eyes locked. As they stared into each others eyes, he slowly reached up and grabbed the swing straps just below her hands. They silently stared into each others eyes for a long moment, then with a strong sudden jerk he pulling the swing toward him, embedding his cock inside her to the point her clit hit his pubic bone.
 
Linda let out a loud pleasurable shriek as his cock entered her. I’m sure she also realized very quickly that he was now in total control of how she would be fucked.
 
I was paying so much attention to Linda and Dave I didn’t notice Barbra get into the swing. As I was turning my attention back toward her again, she was sitting in the other swing and because of her mask was having problems seeing what she was doing as she tried to adjust the straps. She stopped what she was doing and pulled her mask off, revealing just how beautiful she was.
 
“Here let me do that,” I said as I reached her. I soon had her secure in the swing and she held onto the support lines as she reclined back and smiled at me. The beauty of this woman mesmerized me to the point I just stared at her for a moment. She was absolutely the thing of wet dreams; beautiful face, perfect body, and a smile that would melt any man.
 
I leaned forward and drew one of her nipples into my mouth. As I sucked her nipples, my hands caressed her entire body. Restricted by the swing and unable to move she was only able to lean back and enjoy.
 
I knelt in front of her and pulled her pussy toward my mouth. As I used my best oral techniques on her, it was as if she was weightless in front of me. Her pussy was so wet and slick her juices soon covered my face.
 
After a few minutes, she was bouncing in the swing and exuding a constant series of moans, squeals, and sighs. Within a few moments, her restrained movements exaggerated, and her whimpers became more urgent. I removed my mouth from her pussy and stood. I smiled as I opened my robe and slowly stoked my cock as I stood in front of her.
 
I slowly traced the head of my cock over the length of her pussy, coating it with her juices. As I did, she attempted to thrust her hips forward to capture my cock with her pussy. Teasingly I eased just the head of my cock inside her. As I grabbed the straps of the swing, she let out a whimpering moan. I stood firm on the ground and with a quick jerk, I pulled the swing toward me, embedding my eight-inch cock all the way inside her. Barbra let out a loud satisfied moan when my cock was finally inside her.
 
For the next several minutes I stood stationary in front of her pushing and pulling on the swing causing her pussy to move back and forth over my cock. The only contact between us was my cock in her pussy. I varied the speed, force, and depth I was using between slow and gentle, and hard and fast.
 
Next to us, amongst the rapid wet slapping sounds of their bodies coming together, I heard Linda’s orgasmic cries.
 
Shortly after Linda’s loud declaration of orgasm, Barbra’s mouth slowly opened wide as her eyes closed, she was breathing in gasps, and she was using her limited ability to move to change the position and angle of her pussy. I knew that the orgasm I had been building all night was only moments away.
 
I fought it as long as I could and tried to give her as much pleasure as I was capable of, but I had reached the point I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled the swing into me as hard as I could and held her firmly against me as my cock began to twitch and pump squirt after squirt of cum deep inside her. On the first squirt, Barbra moan became an orgasmic scream as she twitched and seem to convulse on my cock. I guess it was due to the activities that night, I can’t ever remember cumming so much or so hard in my life. I have no idea how long my orgasm lasted, I only know it was considerably longer than any I can remember.
 
As Barbra and I fought to regain normal breathing, we both started laughing at the same time. As my cock started to shrink, I slowly withdrew it from her pussy, as I did several drops of cum dripped out of her and onto the floor. As she felt her pussy leaking she laughed, “when you cum, you sure cum.” Unable to move she had no alternative to just let her pussy leak on the floor.
 
Dave was helping my smiling wife out of her swing. When she was standing in front of him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. With a moan, she told him he was great and thanked him. Dave smiled and told her it was he, that should be thanking her.
 
I helped Barbra untangled herself from the swing. When she was standing in front of me she gave me a hug, as she did, I wrapped my arms around her pulling her close. As we shared a kiss, I couldn’t resist the urge to give her ass a squeeze.
 
The four of us accompanied each other to the small bar, fixed a round of drinks, and got to know each other better. We genuinely enjoyed each other company and the four of us expressed a desire to see each other again. We exchanged contact information and promised to stay in touch before they left.
 
After they left Linda and I had a chance to chat for the first time in hours. “Having fun Hon?” I asked. She laughed as she nodded her head. "I have never experienced anything like this in my life" she giggled. She told me that she had been to parties where she had sex with two and on a rare occasion three men during the evening. Tonight however, she paused and thought for a moment, “I think I was with eight or nine different guys, to tell the truth I lost count.”
 
Linda was in silent thought for a few moments. Finally, she looked at me and said "I was with nine different guys tonight. Six of them fucked me and I gave head to three of them. Only two of the guys in the game room and Dave actually had an orgasm." She laughed again as she told me that one of the guys that she had given head to had cum in her mouth. "I think he was afraid I was mad about it because he wouldn’t stop apologizing!" she laughed.
 
Linda and I must have sat at the bar talking amongst ourselves for the better part of an hour. During which time, we went through two club soda’s, and regained a lot of our energy. We mostly recapped her activities, at one point she express interest on my activities.
 
Linda smiled as she slowly ran the tips of her fingers up my thigh and gave the head of my cock a playful little squeeze before she asked, “And just how many women did he find his way into tonight?” Before I could answer her, Baron and Olivia walked into the room and came over to where we were sitting.
 
"There you two are" Baron said as he patted me on the back. “How are you two doing, we hadn’t thought about looking for you two down here, are you having fun?” Olivia was looking at us with a little concern in her expression.
 
I smiled. "We are having a ball," I said. "We met Dave and Barbra, and they brought us in here to play. You just missed them, we stayed down here for a while just getting our second wind while I was hearing about Linda’s conquests tonight."
 
Olivia looked relieved as she placed an arm around my shoulder. "You guys had us a little concerned when we didn’t see you in the game room and thought there might have been a problem" she explained. "This is the first time we’ve done anything like tonight’s party and I’ve been second-guessing this idea since I came up with it." She laughingly said she had envisioned that they had scared us off and could just imagine us running down the street screaming about the strange things going on in our house.
 
I laughed as I wrapped an arm around her waist, “this party has been the most extraordinary party we’ve ever attended, it was well thought out, and a lot of fun. I just can’t thank you both enough for allowing us to enjoy it with you."
 
"Do you really think so?" she asked. I just laughed, "Olivia, I wouldn’t have said so if it wasn’t true."
 
Olivia almost looked like she was going to cry as she threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me tightly. "Thank you, you have no idea how much that means to me" she whispered into my ear. I kissed her cheek and said, "You were really worried about this, weren’t you?" I smiled at her. “You don’t have anything to worry about, you went up, and beyond, anything I’ve ever experienced at any party I’ve ever attended. Whether it was by luck or design I’m not sure, what I am sure of is that your party was pure genius. You managed to eliminate so many barriers to this kind of party, so easily, in a way I would have never thought of."
 
Olivia sat down on the bar stole beside me before she continued our conversation. "I was just trying to come up with a way to get people involved and more active sooner," she said. "It did seem to work out better than I could have imagined. I’m not sure why and was just hoping that everybody had a good time. You mentioned eliminating barriers in a party like this; I’m not sure what barriers you were talking about DB."
 
I thought for a moment. "Well I guess the first would be the problem with selectivity" I said. "The first problem at a party is to get it started. You have egos, insecurities, societal dictates, and all kinds of things keeping fun people apart. When you have couples playing as couples together it makes it even tougher because then you have to find a compatible couple instead of two compatible individuals. You also have the fantasy image of the ideal playmate, you have people you don’t approach because they don’t fit with your fantasy image of a playmate."
 
"You not only accomplished injecting anonymity tonight," I said, "you managed to eliminate the individual and transform them into more of an actor in costume scenario. What an individual would be very reluctant to do, an anonymous actor in costume has no problem in participating. Another other major accomplishment was to insert a sense of urgency; people aren’t near as selective when they have a very limited time to make a choice. You also managed to get everybody in costume and in the spirit of the party, which was a major accomplishment, which transformed your party from a group of individuals into a fun gregarious affair."
 
"Wow," Olivia smiled, "you make it sound like I analyzed this much more than I really did. Thank you, for making me feel so smart about the art of having fun, you sound like you’ve given this whole thing a lot of thought." I smiled at her and said, "The truth is I do have a PhD; I earned a PhD in the field of BS from the School of Hard Knocks."
 
We continued to chat for several minutes. Baron’s cock was hanging limp down his thigh as he stood beside Linda. He had his arm around her. Linda slowly reached out and softly lifted his cock in her open hand, as if she was judging its weight. She very slowly started playing with his cock, squeezing and pulling it as Olivia and I were chatting.
 
Baron silently watched her for a few moments. After a few moments, he smiled at her and told her she was a very beautiful woman. "Thank you," Linda replied with a smile, "I wouldn’t have thought you would think that."
 
"Where did you get such an idea?" he asked.
 
"Well, I’ve been here all night and you didn’t once spend any time with me" she pouted. She continued to stroke his cock that was now responding to her touch.
 
"I apologize for not getting with you earlier. I was looking for you, but with the costumes, I was unable to locate you" Barron stammered. "You’re just saying that to make me feel better" Linda replied. "No, you have that wrong Linda" Baron said, "I think you are a beautiful and very desirable woman."
 
"Oh sure, a beautiful and desirable woman that you don’t want to fuck" she added. "No, I really want to fuck you" Baron replied in desperation. "Sure, you want to fuck me, just not now; I bet that’s what you tell all the women you don’t want to fuck" Linda teased. "No, I want to fuck you now!" Baron replied. Linda was smiling ear to ear. "OK, let’s go" she said as she stepped down from the stool she was sitting on, still holding onto Baron’s cock. She gave Olivia and I a wink as she led Baron to one of the mats on the floor.
 
Olivia was laughing uncontrollably by the time they got to the mat. "Oh, she is good, that was so funny, and she really had him going" she laughed. "She does have a way about her" I said. "Now, if you don’t mind, I would like to ask you a question."
 
Olivia smiled as she anticipated my question. "Sure, go ahead and ask" she replied.
 
“Was that you I was with when the party first started tonight?” Olivia gave me a sly smile before she kissed her index finger and pressed it to my lips.
 
With that same sly smile, she asked if there was anything else I would like to ask. “As a matter of fact there is,” I said. “You give the most extraordinary head I’ve ever experienced, is there anything else you do with the same expertise?”
 
“Well, there are a few things I’ve been complemented on," she said, "but being I hate to blow my own horn, I guess you will need to find that out for yourself.” I slowly nodded my head, “well, I can tell you one thing, if you won’t blow your own horn and find the need to blow a horn you can blow mine anytime." Olivia busted out laughing again.
 
As she was laughing, I slowly ran my fingers over her very wet, slick pussy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately as I rose to my feet. I continued to hold her tightly when we broke our kiss, and with my hands gripping her ass I pulled her tightly against my cock. As we stared into each others eyes I told her, “I’ve experience one aspect of your sexual expertise, now I would love to take my time with you and experience all the pleasures you have to offer.”
 
Olivia asked if I would like to join Linda and Baron or strike out on our own. I thought for a moment before telling her that watching Linda sexually involved with another man is the most sexually exciting thing I can imagine. However, right now I would like to focus on nothing other than pleasuring her. We can stay in the same room, just not right next to them. Olivia smiled as she nodded and led the way to a vacant mat on the far side of the room.
 
Walking past Linda and Baron, we stopped shortly to watch them. Baron had Linda on her back and she had her legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked her slow and hard. Linda was thrusting her hips up to meet his thrusts into her, as she did her heels would come down on his ass like she was spurring a house. Olivia pulled me close as we watched and whispered, I can see why you enjoy watching her so much.
 
Once we settled in on the mat, I slowly caressed Olivia’s body as I knelt in front of her. I didn’t focus on one spot but instead let my hands roam over her lush body. I was in no hurry and was determined to take as much time as it took to bring this beautiful lady as much pleasure as I could. As my hands, lips, and tongue passed over her body I looked for pleasurable responses and would then concentrate my attention in that area before searching for other pleasure zones.
 
When the time came where she demanded penetration, she flipped me onto my back and straddled my waist. There was no pretext in what she wanted, as she positioned my cock and lowered herself on it, embedding my cock all the way into her pussy. She leaned forward pressing her breasts into my chest as she started slamming her hips up and down as she kissed me.
 
After fucking her in that manner for several minutes, I flipped her over to where I was on top. She was so wet that I just arched my hips and my cock found its way into her pussy without assistance. As I penetrated her, she wrapped her legs around my waist and began meeting each of my thrusts with her own. My pace would vary but my thrust remained firm and forceful. She was moaning constantly as my cock pounded her pussy. Our bodies were starting to glisten as we both started to perspire from our exertion.
 
After several minutes of this, she suddenly untangled her legs from around me, rolled me off her, and rolled over onto her hands and knees. I hurriedly moved behind her and reinserted my cock into her again. Holding her by the hips I would pull her back into my thrusts as I continued to fuck her.
 
We went through a variety of positions. When I started to tire she took the dominant roll and got on top again, she would lie over me at times, she would ride me cowgirl style, and reverse cowgirl style on other times. When her energy started to wane, I flipped her back on her hands and knees and fucked her doggy style again. Her entire body was moist and slick with perspiration by that point. I was starting to near the point of no return when her body went rigged, her moans turned into gasps, then orgasmic screams. We both came together before collapsing onto the floor.
 
It took several minutes before either of us could muster the energy to move. As I lay on top of her in a blissful state of exhaustion we both started to giggle, the giggles soon turned into laughter as neither of us had words to describe how we felt. Finally I rolled off her, dislodging my cock from her pussy. I rolled onto my stomach, and stumbled to my feet. When I was able to stand in somewhat of a steady manner, I helped Barbra to her feet and we held onto each other as we made our way back to the bar.
 
Linda and Baron were sitting at the bar with their backs to us as we approached them. Barron glanced over as we neared them and nudged Linda, nodding his head in our direction. They both stared at us with blank expressions for a moment before they both burst out laughing.
 
Their reaction to us caught me off guard, I couldn’t figure out what was so funny. I glance over to Barbra; her hair was wet with perspiration and hanging limp with strands in her face. Perspiration was beaded up on her forehead and rolling down her face as she stared at them with an exhausted expression. I detected droplets dripping from my hair and down my back. Olivia smiled a sheepish smile at them before she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss. "Thank you" she said as we parted. "For what?" I asked. "For making this a birthday I’ll never forget" she said. She then glanced toward Linda and Baron, "as for you two, 'fuck you'!" She then burst out laughing, "and you two look a little ragged yourselves!"
 
Baron leaned forward and gave Olivia a loving little peck of a kiss, "Love you Hon" he said as he sat back down again. "Love you too Hon" she replied. I sat down on the bar stool beside Baron and Olivia scooted between my legs and wrapped her arm around me again. We remained silent for a few moments before Olivia started to giggle. Baron and Linda both glanced in her direction. When she saw them looking at her the giggle turned into uncontrollable laughter. Soon we were all laughing at nothing in particular but rather because we all felt so good.
 
Linda got off her stool saying she would be right back that she needed to make a trip to the little girls room. When she vacated her stool, she left a little pool of cum on the stool. I pointed it out to her, and she just laughed and walked toward the door with her thighs pressed together saying there was going to be a bigger pool if she didn’t hurry up. The laughter started all over again.
 
The three of us sat silently in our own thoughts for a few minutes as we waited for Linda to return. Olivia nudged Baron to get his attention and asked, “How is our guest list for Cabo coming?” Baron thought for a few moments before saying that he has only heard from Roy and Dave confirming that they are coming, and then asking why. "Oh, I was just wondering" she replied. They seemed to communicate in their own language of arched eyebrows, smiles, and head nods. Barron smiled at her and asked if she was thinking what he was thinking. Olivia replied that she thought so. Baron told her he thought it was a great idea, to which she nodded her concurrence. I had no idea what they were talking about, wasn’t trying to figure out what they were talking about, I didn’t want to intrude on whatever it was.
 
Baron looked at me with a broad smile and said "DB, Olivia and I have really enjoyed meeting you and your lovely wife this weekend."
 
"Well, thank you" I replied, "I can’t remember having as much fun as we’ve had this weekend in a long time, and both Linda and I have really enjoyed you two."
 
Baron smiled as he told me he was glad to hear that because Olivia and he would like to extend us another invitation. I was surprised but recovered to say "thank you, what would you like to invite us to?"
 
"A good friend of ours and I both have boats," Baron explained, "and every fall for the last four years we motor down to Cabo for a couple weeks. This year we would be honored if you and Linda would join us."
 
Now from the world I come from when my friends tell me they have a boat, it’s like a ski boat. In my mind’s eye, I’m visualizing maybe a day cruiser or something that Baron is talking about going to Cabo in. So with that on my mind I replied, “That sounds like a lot of fun but isn’t that quite a ways to go in a small boat?”
 
Baron had a confused look on his face for a moment before he started laughing. "Maybe I should have been a little clearer; my boat is a hundred and twenty foot yacht that sleeps ten." As I let that sink in I replied, “Yeah, that is a little different than what I was envisioning.”
 
"So what do you think," Baron asked, "does that sound like something you and Linda would be interested in?" Before I could answer, Linda reappeared and asked, “is what something we would be interested in?’
 
Baron slid an arm around her waist as I answered her question. “We’ve been invited to join Olivia and Baron for a trip to Cabo,” I said. Linda’s mouth was open as she listened to me, she then looked from Baron to Olivia. "Is he kidding?" she asked. Baron smiled at her, “No he’s not kidding. We would love to have you two join us, I think we will all have a lot of fun. What do you say, would you like to join us?” Linda looked at him dumbfounded for a moment before she threw her arms around his neck and replied, "Yes we would love to come, thank you!"
 
The more Linda thought about going to Cabo the more excited she got. "I’ve never been to Mexico before, this sounds so exciting, when will we be flying down there?" she asked. Baron smiled at her and with a little chuckle told her that we wouldn’t be flying down there, we will be taking my boat. This took her by surprise; her only reply was, “oh.”
 
Never one to let a moment of confusion go to waste, I said, “it’s going to be a ball Hon. Baron has a real nice fishing boat, with a real good outboard motor, we can fish all the way to Cabo and all the way back.”
 
“No, you’re not telling me the truth!" She looked at Baron, "and we’re not going to Cabo in a fishing boat, are we?” Baron was laughing so hard he couldn’t even talk. Olivia spoke up, after she slapped my thigh she looked at Linda and told her, "Don’t pay any attention to them Linda, the boat we’re taking is a nice sized yacht that sleeps ten." Linda looked back at me, “see, I knew you weren’t telling me the truth!”
 
Olivia told Linda, “We are going to have so much fun.We’ve been going down there with friends for the last four years, and each year just gets better than the last.” Olivia looked toward Baron and asked if he has talked to Juan yet about this year. "Not yet," he replied, "but I’m sure he can come up with something for us again this year" to which Olivia replied, "Maybe he can get El Diablo again this year, that was an amazing show last year."
 
Linda was looking confused again. Olivia excitedly told her that Baron knows this guy down there that takes care of everything for them down there; fishing trips, dinners, nights on the town, just everything. He set up a sex show for them last year. “The women were beautiful and the star of the show was a very handsome young man called El Diablo who had the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. We party for the entire trip; it’s so much fun, so please say you’re going to go with us this year.”
 
Linda thought for a minute before she told them that she only had one concern. “I’ve never been on a boat at sea like that, what if I get seasick, I would feel so bad if I got sick and ruin the trip for everybody.”
 
"Oh don’t worry about that" Olivia said, "they have pills you can take to keep you from getting seasick.
 
“Yeah, but what if they don’t work on me and I get sick anyway,” Linda whined. "I would love to go I’m just afraid I might ruin it for everybody."
 
Baron was silently listening to all of Linda’s concerns. "I know how we can put your mind at ease" he finally said. "How?" Linda asked. "You guys give me a call the next time you can come down here and we’ll take the boat out on an overnight cruise to see how you react to being on the ocean" Baron said. "You would really do that for me?" Linda asked. Baron laughed, "Well, to be honest I was thinking more in the lines of what we could do for each other as we spent the night at sea."
 
"It sounds so inviting. Pencil us in for Cabo and we’ll give you a call for a test run in a few weeks,"Linda said. "Great," Olivia said, "we are going to have so much fun Linda you’re going to love Cabo."
 
"I’m so excited about it," Linda replied, "I’m going to have to give you a call to find out what clothes I will need to bring." Baron laughed, “Hon, what you are wearing would be perfect.” Linda looked at him with a confused expression; "I’m not wearing anything?" she replied. Baron burst out laughing as he said, "Exactly!"
 
The four of us chatted in the playroom for several more minutes and exchanged phone numbers before leaving for the game room and the rest of our companions. We found all of our companions chatting together in the game room. As the four of us approached them Vivian smiled and asked Olivia, “where did you find these rascals?” Olivia chuckled and told her, “They found something in the playroom that caught their attention.”
 
It became very apparent before long that in the wee hours of the morning we were all now exhausted and ready to call it a night. John looked at our group and asked if we were ready to call it a night. We all reluctantly nodded our agreement. The men and women split ways and each went to get dressed clothes.
 
As we met up again both Olivia and Baron escorted the group to the door. As we were saying goodnight to them Olivia gave me a friendly kiss and told me that she looked forward to getting to know both Linda and I much better. As Baron gave Linda a goodnight kiss he hugged her close and reminded her not to forget to give them a call in a couple weeks to set up a little cruise. She gave him a wink before replying, “How could I forget about that.”
 
Once back at Krystal and Brad’s the women fixed a little breakfast for us. We all chatted during breakfast about what a great party it was tonight and how much fun we all had. There was a little flirting going on but nothing the lead to anything, the party we had just attended drained any chance of anything else happening.
 
When Linda and I got in bed that night, we spent time talking about the party and catching up on what each of us had experienced. As she told me in detail of the men she fucked at the party she accomplished something I didn’t expect, she had my cock hard again. I turned her over and as I spooned her, I slid my cock into her pussy. As she continued to tell me about the party, I slowly slid my cock in and out of her.
 
The next afternoon we all left Brad and Krystal’s home. Trish left for school while John and Vivian dropped the four of us off at the airport on their way home. After filing a flight plan and preflighting the airplane, we bid them good-by and got on board. As we did, Karen wanted to be in the front seat on the way home so Linda and Bruce got into the backseat.
 
We took off and turned north along the coastline. We followed along the coastline sightseeing for some time. Everybody was either too tired to talk or overcome by the beauty of the California Coast as we flew along in silence. For several minutes all I heard over the intercom on the headset was an occasional, "oh my, look at that!"
 
Karen turned from the window, and with a straight face asked, “What’s the mile-high club?” As I looked at her before answering her, a smile slowly spread over my face. "It’s a very prestigious club, to join you have sex a mile above the ground,"I replied. She nodded her head and turned back toward the window again.
 
Several moments later, she turned from the window again and asked, “How high are we?” I glanced at the altimeter and told her we were at eighty-five hundred feet. "Is that over a mile?" she asked. "Yeah, about a mile and a half or so" I replied. Karen just nodded her head and looked out the window again.
 
The great thing about a voice-activated headset is that when the intercom is on if you say something, everybody else wearing a headset can hear what you said and you can hear them. When Karen asked about the mile-high club, I could hear both Linda and Bruce giggle in the backseat.
 
As Karen was staring out the window she spoke to Linda, “Linda, are you a member of the mile-high club?” Linda thought for a moment before telling her, “no I’m not.” Karen was silent again for a few moments before asking, “Would you like to be?” Linda laughed before saying that she hadn’t given it any thought before, yea I guess that would be a fun thing to do, why, “would you like to become a member of the mile-high club,” Linda asked. Karen looked away from the window and into the backseat at Linda and nodded her head.
 
Linda laughed again and told Karen that she should ask her husband about this because she can’t become a member by herself. Bruce was smiling and unbuttoning his shirt when Karen asked him if he wanted to become a member of the mile high club. Linda was laughing when I heard her saying, “if we were going to do this she needed to get undressed because she didn’t want to look like she had been in a wrestling match when we landed.”
 
Karen scooted her seat back as far as it would go and started shedding her clothes. Sitting naked beside me she looked at me and as in disbelief stated, “You’re still dressed.” With the plane on autopilot, I told her, “flying an airplane is tough, it takes all my attention, and you’re going to have to help me undress.” Karen leaned over and unbuckled my seatbelt then pulled on my belt as she started getting me out of my pants.
 
As soon as Karen had me out of my pants, she leaned over again and took my cock into her mouth. Within a few moments, I could feel the airplane start to bounce a little and heard moans coming over the intercom, Bruce and Linda had initiated membership into the mile-high club.
 
When Karen removed her mouth from my cock, I scooted over toward the middle as much as I could. Karen straddled me and settled herself down on my cock. She started undulating her hips as she fucked me. After several minutes of this, I asked her if she would like the full mile-high treatment. She nodded her head. I told Bruce that we were now going for the full mile-high treatment, and to make sure they don’t experience separation. With heavy breathing, he replied, “OK.”
 
I pushed the yoke forward sharply, the airplane dropped suddenly and the women floated up on our cocks. I then pulled back on the yoke and the women slammed back in our laps embedding our cocks back in them. I continued that maneuver with varying force as we flew along.
 
As Karen would float upwards, her breasts would come within reach of my mouth and I used those occasions to suck and nibble on her nipples. After several minutes, I heard Linda’s orgasmic scream followed in short order by a series of grunts from Bruce.
 
Moments later, Karen took my head in both hands giving me a deep wet kiss before screaming out her own orgasm. As she was cumming, I went over the edge and started pumping cum into her pussy. After cumming, she held me tightly for a few moments before climbing off my cock. We all got dressed again and continued our flight home.
 
By the time that we were driving from the airport home we were all hungry, Linda invited Bruce and Karen to come over and we would fix some hamburgers, telling them that we both didn’t need to cook after this weekend. Karen asked if she could use the phone, she had promised Trish that she would call her when we got home. After callin Trish, and bragging about now being a proud member of the mile-high club, the four of us kicked back and chatted, mostly about the weekend and the people we met there.

After I stopped drinking, the bars and that bar scene just lost the attraction that used to afford me. Now I was still young and needed a social outlet. So as a replacement I started going to those trendy coffee shops. Mostly just to read and drink coffee, which was my new addiction, but also to watch the ladies.
 
One of my favorite places to go was the Café Moon. Café Moon was the epitome of some non drinkers’ meat rack. Every evening after 5pm, the place would be jammed with secretaries, business men and woman of all ages and status. Making contacts and socializing, like one would in some smoky, wall street martini bar. An upward mobile place that attracted the usual business crowd with a craving for caffeine and sex.
 
My normal routine was to go to the Moon, grab a table and just read my paper and girl watch, until about eight or nine p.m. That’s when most everyone normally went home anyway. While sitting there one night, enjoying a cup of the house blend, my favorite choice of swill at the moon. Inadvertently over heard a group of what appeared to be five or six secretaries talking up a storm. At first they would be whispering. A whisper that was barely audible. This was then followed immediately by shrieks of loud laughter and shy giggles, coming from their table. This only made me more curious and self -conscious. One immediately thinks when a people whisper they are talking about you. I listened more intently. Craning my neck and mentally tuning up my ears, I focused harder and began to get the drift of the conversation.
 
It seems these nice young professional women were comparing their favorite sexual fantasies. This was like being a fly on the wall, I found myself privy to a whole world of esoteric knowledge that few men get to experience. Now most of their fantasies were typical and run of the mill, still I loved hearing them. These nasty young ladies wanted two men at the same time. They wanted two women at the same time. One even wanted to fuck her husband’s boss. Each time one lady spoke, the next one would try to top her fantasy. Kinkier and kinkier, from sex on top of parked cars to blow jobs under tables at the fanciest restaurants in town. On and on they went, all but one that is, the quiet one who sat with her back to me. Her friend noticed she was not contributing and began to chide her into coming clean.
 
“Come on Vickie we know you’ve, got a good one, now tell us it.”
 
Vickie must have had some reputation, from her friends reaction to her silence this made her sound like she was the queen of kink. All of the ladies wanted to know what Vickie had to say.
 
Suddenly Vickie spoke,” I want to be forced!”
“What?!” said some of her friends in utter disbelief.
 
As I spit my coffee onto the sport section. Vickie repeated herself “I want to be forced.”
Vickie went on to explain, “I want some strange guy I just met or hardly know to tie me up and make me his sex slave.”
 
One young lady roared “that’s rape and that’s sick.”
 
Vickie defended her self, “Rape is violent I said nothing about violence. Ok maybe a little smack on the ass and a pinch of the nipple but, . . . What I truly want, is to be ravaged by someone. Somebody that I don’t have to pretend with. Pretend that I don’t like it. Just like we all do with guys we dated and our husbands.”
 
I could not believe what I was hearing. This sweet little voice with a face I could not see was most defiantly my kind of lady. I needed to see what she looked like. All my mind could see was, some woman with tits that came bulging out of a blouse that was way too tight, wearing some cheap skirt way too short. Some really tasteless bitch with way too much makeup. Slowly I tried to move without being noticed. It would be so embarrassing to be caught eavesdropping on their conversations. I got up and took my paper and ordered another cup of coffee. On my way back to my new seat I saw her. Much to my pleasant surprise, she didn’t look anything like what my mind predicted she’d look like. From my new seat I could look right at her, she sat at the very edge of the booth so I got to check her out from head to toe. Vickie looked like a little Irish waif. With her long red mane, which I’m sure many women would have killed to have. She had petite tits that push hard against her tight tee shirt, I could see her pink nipples and the shape and size of her areola. Vickie’s’ legs were long and shapely. Which she accented with a pair of those fuck-me heels, that I do love so much. Shiny patent leather ones, with a tight ankle strap and at least five inches of heel.
 
Don’t get me wrong Vickie was hot; I’d even say she was dam near-perfect. She was sexy and innocent all at the same time. If I were to cast her to a porn flick, it would have to be “Irish Catholic school girls in trouble”. I was staring once again, and if I wasn’t careful I was going to get caught. Vickie went on telling her friends how she would be abducted and her abductor would bind and gag her. Making her, his helpless prisoner. Not realizing it but I was staring right at Vickie, her porcelain skin those piercing blue eyes and that sweet angelic voice. All of which had me hypnotized. Vickie looked up and caught me. I must have been sitting there with my mouth open engrossed in her tale. Surprisingly Vickie gave me a wink and smiled. I turned every color of red, I was so humiliated. Allowing myself a few moments for my rock hard erection to subside.
 
Rising from my table and in an effort to save face, casually I walked over to their table and told all of the ladies that I hoped all their fantasies would come true. Then looking directly into Vickie’s’ sharp blue eyes, and I said, especially yours. Then I smiled turned and walked out as all the ladies turned as red as I had, just minutes before. Weeks had past and I had seen Vickie on and off at the moon. We always gave each other a flirtatious smile or an approving nod. Just letting the other know it was ok to look and flirt.
 
At some point I made a conscience decision, to make Vickie’s fantasy come true. It was probably made the night, I first heard it. In some way it was also fulfilling a fantasy of my own. But how was I to do this and not be mistaken as a rapist. What if she didn’t mean what she said? There must be a way to test the waters, before I committed myself.
 
Once I crossed the line there would be no turning back , she would love either it or I would be going to jail. One evening while milling around at the Moon, I tried giving Vickie a test. In a flirtatious way I struck up a short conversation, while we were ordering coffee at the counter.
 
“Hi there” I told her, as we waited for the counter girl to take our order.
 
Vickie replied in kind “Hi you’ve become quite the regular haven’t you.”
 
Quickly I seized the opportunity and replied. “Well how else could I fulfill your fantasy.”
 
Vickie stepped back. “Oh God you remember that.”
 
I could see she was kind of embarrassed. "Yes and I especially remember yours.”
 
Vickie was quick, and with an inviting smile. She said just what I needed to hear too. “Then we should not talk any longer so you can remain a stranger. Because only a stranger can make my fantasy come true.”
 
With that she smiled and walked away. I felt heat rush through my body. The heat of arousal flushed over every inch of me. My ears grew unexplainably hot. God I was just basically given permission to make both our dreams come true. Weeks went by Vickie continued her cock teasing and inviting innuendo. Little did she realize all this time I was preparing my trap, and an evening of total lust. The anticipation drove me for weeks as I set up my basement like some sex club dungeon. Purchasing one of those love swings, the one with hand and ankle supports as well as two padded body supports. Vickie would literally be suspended in the air once she was tied into the swing. This was only the beginning of what I had done to prepare.
 
Over the past few weeks I must have hit every sex shop in the metropolitan area. Like some wandering degenerate searching for the perfect sex toy. Walking in looking around. Always looking over my shoulders. Working up the nerve to make the most simple of purchases. The owners and cashiers of these shops must have thought of me as some kind of freak. All the time I was praying I didn’t see anyone that I knew, while in the stores. God forbid anyone would see me with a package as I’d leave in a rush, hurrying down the street to my car. That I never parked in front fearing someone would recognize it. Now it was not like I had never been to those places, it was just I felt so guilty for being so turned on by what I was planning. Some of my most embarrassing purchases consisted of things like vibrating nipple clips, ball gags, and dildos. The worst however was the butt plug and lube. Clearly that was the hardest thing to buy. It always felt like the whole place was watching every purchase. Never will I forget the look on that cashiers face. That poor old lady, what she must have thought of me. I know she thought it was for self use, oh my god! I wanted so to explain every purchase, but I knew this would only be more humiliating. Fantasizing about how I would use each and every item on Vickie was the only thing that gave me the strength. The strength I needed to make it passed the cashier and out of the store. The basement was all cleaned and readied, with dim lights and scented candles.
 
I had the sex swing set up in the center of the room. The track lighting was connected to a dimmer, and the spots were focused on the swing so it would illuminate Vickie’s hot porcelain body Nearby was a table positioned just right, so the inventory of new sex toys would be at my disposal. Now I wasn’t fooling my self, thinking I would be able to use all of those sex toys. But I would sure as hell try to use as many as I could. My main concern was that Vickie is to have the best sex of her life. I had to make certain, that she would, get the best fuck of her life.
 
Toys were just one way I would assure her complete satisfaction. Prolonging myself had always been one of my best abilities. However a doctor friend of mine had invested heavily in some drug company, and he received some samples of Viagra. He was handing it out like it was candy, and gave me some samples one night. Now I was definitely, going to be the perfect sex toy. My van was set-up just so. If someone got into the back, the door couldn’t be opened from the inside. The trick was to get Vickie into the van. Luck once again was on my side. Vickie and I were both at the café late one night. She had parked right across the street from my van. When we both left, we nodded to each other and ran to our cars. It was poring out, and I got soaked just crossing the street. It was one of the summer rain storms that seemed as if they would never end. Lightening cracked the sky and thunder roared before each flash. The air had that dusty smell summer rains always have. Through the foggy windows of the van I saw my opportunity. Vickie had popped the hood of her car and got back out. Quickly I made my U-turn so I would be the first to offer her some much needed help. After all this was some sexy young woman wearing high heels, a leather skirt and a light Mellon colored tee shirt, standing by her disabled car in the rain. This was a scene from a porn flick I thought.
 
What guy I his right mind wouldn’t stop to help? Vickie was getting soaked and her tee shirt was now practically see-through. As I pulled up she was bent over the front of the car. Bent over so far I could see she wore no panties. Vickie fumbled around in an attempt at fixing her car. I positioned the van so that the side door was even with the front of her car.
 
“Hi stranger need help?”
 
Vickie smiled. “Yes this dam car won’t start.”
 
I pretended to look around the engine checking the battery and the belts and such.
 
As soon as I thought that it looked like I tried my best I said. “Sorry I don’t think I can fix it in this rain. You want a ride?”
 
Vickie replied.” I don’t really know you but ok.” And then she smiled wickedly. Opening the side door and let her into the van, slamming it quickly behind her. Vickie quickly realized that there was no way out of the van as I jumped in the front.
 
“Shit!” Vickie said. “Please don’t hurt me!”
 
To calm Vickie down, and realizing how scarred she must have been. I told her that this was her fantasy and it was not to be violent.
 
“Maybe a spank of the ass or a pinch of the nipple.” Using her words in an attempt to ease her mind. “But no violence.”
 
Vickie grew quiet after that she said nothing, though the drive was short. Had to have been about nine-thirty when we got to my house. Pulling the van around the back so we could use the back entrance to my basement. Making sure I carefully parked with the vans sliding door in front of the basement door. This way no one would even see Vickie come out, and she would know that nobody knew where she was. She would be truly at my mercy. Before we got out of the van I ate the Viagra and told Vickie she was to do as I said. Vickie submissively nodded in agreement. Opening the side door to the van I fully expected Vickie to try and bolt free or attempt some kind of escape. Much to my surprise Vickie didn’t even try. As a matter of fact she requested my permission to leave the van. In what I believe was a sweet attempt at being so submissive. She was playing right along with me; this was to be one hell of a night.
 
Forcefully I pulled Vickie down the narrow basement stairs. As I turned the lights on it illuminated both the sex swing and the table of sex toy and lubricants that awaited her. Vickie gasped! I pulled Vickie over to the swing and just tied her hand to the wrist support of the sex swing. Vickie’s tee shirt was still soaked from the rain. Through the wet fabric I could just make out her erect nipple; pushing the cold damp shirt away from her with my teeth I tore a small notch at the center of the v-neck tee shirt. Grabbing the tee shirt by the top of her collar with both hands, I ripped the tee shirt open exposing, Vickie’s pink nipple and petit little tits. With my pocket knife I cut the rest of her wet tee shirt off.
 
Vickie once again asked that I not hurt her, to which all I did was hold my fingers to my lips and told her “SHHHH”.
 
Softly and slowly I massaged Vickie’s tits. She closed her eyes, threw her head back and moaned in a whisper “Yes.”
 
My massage increased in its vigor as Vickie became lost in each slow caress. My hands made love to her small sexy tits as my fingers teased around her pert nipples. Vickie’s moans became louder and more uninhibited, with each pinch of her nipples. Working my way with one hand down Vickie’s soft sleek silky belly down to the top of her leather skirt. Although at the same time with my other hand, fondled her left and more sensitive tit.
 
Undoing the snap and zipper to her skirt. Vickie without any prodding or hesitation closed her legs allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. Immediately after her damp skirt hit her ankles, Vickie stepped out of it, and spread her legs wide once again. She was so obviously anxious. Consumed by the moment, she needed to be naked. Stepping behind Vickie I continued to cup and massage her aroused little tits. Tenderly squeezing her nipples, not in a painful way only to the point of erotic pleasure .Now however I also lightly kissed and nibbled her neck from behind. I could see the little hairs on Vickie’s’ arms standing on end. Once again I slowly slid my hand down her belly, but this time all the way to her well groomed fiery haired pussy. She was a natural red head for sure.
 
Vickie lunged forward; her pussy was aching to be touched. Sliding my hand between her legs. I could feel how moist her pussy already was. At this point I could have taken my fingers and drove them all the way home into her wanton wet pussy. I wanted to drive her crazy, to make her wait just a little longer before feeling anything fill her juicy hole. Lightly the palm of my hand rubbed the outer lips of her pussy. With each stroke I pulled my hand back so the tips of my fingers could brush by her clit. Vickie pushed herself up on the toes of her heels in an attempt to grind her pussy harder into my hand and fingers. This I allowed her to do, I would be able to gauge just firmly to push on her button by how hard she thrust her pussy into my hands. Moving around in front of Vickie I knelt down on the floor. Now with a better angle I was ready to play some more. Using my finger tips like little tongues, I teased and spread Vickie’s lips open.
 
Vickie was so wet and so open I couldn’t resist slowly inserting one finger just halfway. Pushing my finger in slowly, Vickie moaned with approval, she loved and needed something in her pussy. Deeper and deeper in at a gradually pace. Faster and faster my one finger fucked her. Her whole body began to shake as if she were about to have an orgasm.
 
“No not yet.” I told her pulling my finger from her now sloppy pussy. Just once I spanked her swollen hole to calm her down.
 
All Vickie could say was, “fuck!”
 
This was the time for me to get some things ready. Quickly I undressed, slipping into a pair of latex crotchless boxers. Using a microwave I heated some baby oil up, until it was just slightly hot to the touch. Laying Vickie back into the sex swing, adjusting all the supports so she would be securely restrained and suspended in mid air, Vickie giggled and mumbled something about the fact that this was going to be great. I smiled and finished my preparations for the rest of her fantasy. I now blind folded Vickie and placed the ball gag into her mouth all I would hear now were her moans and sighs. What a picture Vickie made lying suspended in that swing. Her legs spread wide open and her wrists and ankles bound to the swing. Stepping between her legs with the hot baby oil in hand, Vickie quickly adapted to being blind folded, she felt my presence and lifted her hips. This was her attempted at showing me how willing and open her pussy could be. She was so wide open even as air passed from between her wet lips, her pussy just sucked more back into itself. By now, the viagra had kicked in and my cock was as hard as a rock and it bounced up and down as I with every movement I made. As I moved in to reach for her tits my cock rubbed and bumped into her clit. So tempted I was to just ram my cock deep inside. But I wanted to explode my wad all over her face and I was determined to build up a huge money shot.
 
As I dribbled hot baby oil on Vickie’s tits, my throbbing cock slapped and poked at her still moist pussy. The hot oil had the same effect as dripping hot wax on her tits and acted as a lubricant at the same time. The lubricant allowed me to continue my erotic massage. This time with a some what new twist. Dribbling hot oil and then massaging the oil into Vickie’s aroused nipples with the fingers on one hand and massaging some more hot oil into her clit with the fingers of the other. Vickie was once again thrusting her hip and grinding her way up into my fingers. Vickie’s body was squirming in the swing muted moans came from behind the ball gag she need to have something in her cunt now. Using only one finger for now, I started once again to slow fuck Vickie’s cunt. Vickie’s hip move into my finger as guttural sighs came from her throat. She pumped her wanton pussy faster than I would allow my fingers to fuck her. Arching her back in an effort to get more of my hand stuffed to that box. Obviously this made her so crazed; I inserted another finger in an effect to ease her desperation.
 
This still did not quell her need so I added another and fucked her with three fingers gradually faster and deeper like I had done before. Vickie was so in need of an orgasm. She was breathing so hard and fast that, I mercifully reached up and removed the ball gag from her mouth.
 
“FUCK ME!” She screamed “PLEASE FUCK ME!”
 
I stopped fingering her. Slowly withdrawing my finger from her now frothy pussy, I reach for a nice eight inch jelly dildo. Furiously lubing it up as fast as I could, so my slave would not lose the mood that I worked her up to. Patiently I inserted this thick pliable latex cock, little by little until Vickie’s cunt sucked the entire length leaving me just enough to hold as I fucked her and licked her clit. Vickie squirmed and screamed approving of everything I was doing Even when I stopped briefly leaving the dildo shoved deep inside her leaky cunt she expressed her approval. Vickie squeezed that dildo with her pussy and held it while I got some new toys I reach over to the table and grabbed the clips and clamps. There was set for her nipples, those were the clips. And the set for her clit, that was the clamps. They were adjustable clips that would pinch only as hard as I set them for. It took just a little patience and some feed back from Vickie, but I got them just right. She especially like the clit clamp that made her clit protrude forward, and become more sensitive to the licking I gave it.
 
Fucked her a little more with the dildo but this time I knelt down and ate her asshole. I stuck three fingers up her well oiled ass with no problem or complaint from Vickie. The only sounds she made were her exquisite moans. Moans from her next building orgasm. An orgasm I would not let her have yet. Pulling my fingers slowly from the ass of my willing slave I again went for another toy. This time however it was a butt plug, short and fat. Pouring the remaining baby oil on her pussy and rubbing it in between the cheeks of her ass with the butt plug and my hands. Making certain that her ass was well lubed. Gently I pushed the butt plug up Vickie’s ass. She cried out that it was so big, but she pushed back on it and it slipped in nicely. In and out I worked that plug reaming her ass over and over. One more time I grabbed the dildo in her pussy and I fucked both her holes hard and fast while she came all over her toys.
 
Vickie’s body shook and contorted with such powerful orgasms. She was so multi-orgasmic and insatiable; she screamed her approval of my actions over and over. With a slow steady hand I removed the butt plug during her climax which just served to intensify it more. As I pull the dildo from her pussy, I was taken back because. Vickie was capable of ejaculating. She was a gusher girl! I loved it. I untied Vickie and flipped her over on her belly. She lied there hanging on to the swing spread eagle as I started to fuck her in a standing doggie style. Vickie was quick to reach yet another orgasm. I withdrew my cock from her cunt, and walked to the front of her. Vickie knew just what to do; she took my throbbing cock in her mouth. Sucking me all the way in until she gagged. Vickie’s eyes teared as I force fucked her face. Not once did she try to stop me with her now free hands. She just sucked me as I pumped away. My balls ached and I needed to blow a load, or I felt they might just explode. My hips flew back and forth. My balls hit up under Vickie’s chin. Now I was about to cum. Pulling my cock from Vickie’s mouth I blasted all over her face. Hot clumps of cum dripped down and off Vickie’s nose and chin. Vickie grabbed my cock and sucked every drop out. For a while Vickie and I said nothing. I don’t think either of us had the strength to talk. Fifteen minutes later I introduced myself.
 
Vickie broke her silence by saying “oh my god that was the greatest sex I’ve ever had.”
 
Vickie then look down at my cock and seen it was once again hard. Looking up at me and all I said to her was “Viagra.” All Vickie could reply with was, “Great more.”
 
Vickie and I fucked the rest of the night and she left sometime in the afternoon the next day. Often I go back to the Cafe Moon hoping to find her, but as yet I’ve never seen Vickie there again. Still I keep my basement set up; it has seen many other nights of sexual bliss. The real reason I keep it that way is, because one day I’ll find Vickie again.

Amy and I went to play with our swinging friends, Ken and Lesley last weekend. As arranged, their neighbor friends were also present for the fun. Amy was reluctant to go but knowing that I was excited with the idea she agreed.
 
We arrived and met their friends who had already arrived. Giselle is a Belgian girl and her husband Dieter is German. Both speak excellent English. We had snacks and a couple of drinks, and Lesley said the girls were going to get ready. They returned quickly dressed in sexy body stockings and well perfumed.
 
Ken said we would now watch a couple of videos. The first was a sex swing erotic video and the second a Sybian machine video. We have both of these toys in the master bedroom, let's go see.
 
Lesley volunteered to demonstrate the swing and climbed in. We each got condoms. Ken started to get Lesley excited. He put a blindfold over her eyes and soon was entering her vagina. He soon signaled to Dieter and myself to join in. Amy whispered to me that she did not like condoms.
 
Lesley said it was now Amy and Giselle`s turn. Giselle climbed into the swing and put on her blindfold. All three of us guys pleased her for a while when she said it’s Amy’s turn next.
 
Amy climbed in and put on the blindfold. I want Ken to go first she said. To confuse her Dieter went first. The girls started laughing so immediately she pulled off the blindfold and said you're not Ken. Ken took over and I followed.
 
The girls agreed that the swing was fantastic. Who will go first on the Sybian? Again, Lesley volunteered. She opened a small box with three different sizes penises and said she liked the medium one. She said Ken could operate the controls and within a couple of minutes she had an intense orgasm. Amy and Giselle did not even last so long.
 
We went back to the living room, got a fresh drink, and started some soft foreplay. Amy immediately gravitated to Ken, which left me with Giselle and Lesley with Dieter.
 
Giselle and I got around to 69, she asked me to put on a condom and we had a nice session, with me filling the condom inside her pussy. I was too busy to watch the others but heard Lesley moaning and Amy making similar noises.
 
Dieter and Giselle left. Amy started to comment that she had not enjoyed condoms and needed some natural satisfaction. Lesley agreed.
 
Let’s go back to the swing I said to Lesley, and we left Amy and Ken alone.
 
Lesley climbed into the swing and I plastered her with lots of lube. No condom this time. We he fantastic sex, deep long strokes all the way inside her. Each time we felt close to climax we slowed down till we were both ready to cum at the same time. Lesley took a deep creampie and I held it there for the longest time.
Amy shouted for us to come and join them. We returned to the living room to see Amy and Ken locked in the scissors position. Kiss my boobs, David she asked of me. Lesley can you rub my clit? I want to have the most intense orgasm of my life. Instead Lesley said she should warm up on the Sybian and the let Ken put the finishing touches. Amy agreed and we all went to the Sybian. Amy chose the biggest penis and plenty of lube. Lesley took the controls. Amy took Ken`s cock between her lips and I messaged her boobs. That’s it, I want Ken to finish me off. Amy laid across the bed and within a few minutes was screaming in pleasure as Ken pumped her full with his sperm.
 
On the way home Amy said counting the Sybian she just had three satisfying orgasms and she would like a swing but not a Sybian. She agreed that if other couples were involved we should use condoms, so perhaps we should just stick with Ken and Lesley.
 
Update
The following day, Lesley called to say that Dieter and Giselle suggested we were all tested for STDs and share the results. Looks like more unprotected sex swinging is on the horizon. I would love to watch Dieter and Ken screwing Amy and I could give both Giselle and Lesley some bareback satisfaction if this works out.
 
We just arranged for testing, $200 each. I can't wait to pump Giselle's pussy full with my hot sperm.