Swinger First Time
Erotic stories where first swinging experiences are the main theme of the story.
Donna my wife is a brunette about 5’6", good figure with medium size tits. She was wearing a halter top (no bra), blue denim cut off shorts with a black thong. Maria was an attractive Hispanic woman about 5’5", large tits and she was wearing a sheer white blouse and tan shorts. Both being Hispanic had black hair and beautiful dark brown skin. I kissed Maria full on the lips and she opened her mouth for me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth then sucked my tongue. I was wearing tan shorts also, no underwear and a t-shirt. She ran her hand up under my t-shirt and stroked my chest hair then played with my nipples, squeezing them slightly. I could feel my cock start to rise to an erection. My cock is just over 8 inches and about 7 inches around (very thick). Maria’s hands finally worked down to my shorts and she put her hand up one of the legs then found my half erect cock. All of a sudden she looked surprised at me and gasped. She whispered in my ear "my god man that is big"! She smiled and started stroking my cock making it grow even more.
I unbuttoned and removed her blouse and could see her tits through her sheer white bra. Her nipples were large and dark brown. Her nipples were becoming very hard now. I massaged her tits through her bra then proceeded to unbutton and remover her shorts. I now had Maria in her sheer white bra and panties! Her panties were really wet now in the crotch. I looked over at Juan and he was removing Donna’s halter top. As he removed it her tits jumped out with their pink, erect nipples. He also started removing Donna’s cut-offs leaving her only in her black thong! Juan started sucking Donna’s nipples and she started moaning. While he was doing that she unbuckled his pants and removed them. As she did to her surprise his cock sprang out as he was not wearing any underwear. Juan had about a 7 inch cock, a little thinner than mine but had the biggest, flat, wide head of a cock I have seen. It was bigger than the head of my cock by one half!! Donna looked surprised. She grabbed his cock with one of her hands and slowly stroked it to a full erection. Juan removed Donna’s thong and inserted a finger into her pussy which I could see glistened with wetness. Donna threw her head back and moaned again. Juan worked is way up to her clit with his finger giving it a good massage. Donna started writhing and moaning then to my surprise, trembled with a orgasm.
I removed Maria’s bra and her huge tits with large dark brown nipples sprang out almost hitting my face. I started sucking her nipples while removing her wet panties. I started massaging her clit with one of my fingers. Maria had already remove my shorts and was stroking my cock with one of her hands. Maria was moaning for more and whispered in my ear to "fuck with your monster", "fuck me hard please". After her orgasm, Donna moved down and started sucking Juan’s cock, really working on his huge cock head. Maria followed Donna’s action and started sucking my cock. I had her stop and started sucking her clit then stuck my tongue inside her pussy as far as it would go then sucked her clit again then she shuddered with an orgasm.
We all stopped for a moment then Donna she wanted to stop for now and think about fucking each other’s spouses another time. So we all rested in the hot tub and just talked about tonight and the future. After the hot tub we watched a few movies then Juan and Maria left. We agreed to meet after Donna returned from her trip. After they left Donna told me she was just unsure about letting another man fuck her and had to think about it. She thought Juan was hot and if he had played with her any longer she probably would have lost control and fucked him. That night we fucked several times as this did really get us "hot". The next day I dropped Donna off at the airport and she left. I returned home and called Juan and Maria. They said they enjoyed the encounter and I told them to return in two weeks on Saturday. Donna was returning on Thursday and we were both looking forward to another meeting.
Well the days passed all too slowly for me. It was now Friday just a week after Donna had left. I just finished doing some yard work and it was a hot day, we live in Oregon and sometimes we have a few hot days. I was having a cold beer and cooling off before stripping and getting into the hot tub. The door bell rang then there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and it was Mary, a woman at our church, who was also a school teacher at a nearby elementary school. Everyone calls her "miss prim and proper". She is a tall woman, about 5"10" (I’m 6’2"), nice medium size tits, long smooth legs, blond hair and blue eyes. I would guess her to be about 37 or 40 at the most. Still a very good figure. I see her running along side the road when I am bicycling. I am in my tan shorts is all and Mary looked me up and down glancing at my crotch as she does sometimes which makes me wonder if she is curious or maybe, just maybe wants to fuck me??
Mary said "did I come at a bad time". I replied "oh no Mary, Donna is away for a couple of weeks and I have just been doing some yard work. Please come in". Mary thought for a minute wondering if she should, with me alone in the house. Then said "ok, why not". She was wearing a shirt tied in front above her stomach, a pair of short running shorts that sometimes revealed the cheeks of her ass and some slip on tennis shoes. She had stopped by to invite Donna and I to a church supper on Saturday night. I told her I would come alone. Mary said "it sure is a hot one today Rob". I agreed and offered her a drink. She though a moment then said "sure, do you have any wine"? I was surprised to hear her asking for wine. So I replied "sure, red or white"? She replied "red, please". I poured each of us a medium glass of red wine.
We sat and talked. She told me her husband Don, had left for a two month fishing trip to Alaska. Mary said "I really haven’t been myself for awhile and the wine helps me to relax". After emptying the first bottle of wine I cracked open another bottle and Mary started giggling and laughing as I have never seen her before. Then she broke the ice and said "Hey Rob I think I am getting drunk. If I get any drunker are you going to take advantage of me"? Then laughed. I replied "only if you want me to Mary". Mary giggled and said "That might just be ok but I think I need another refill". I poured her another glass of wine. Mary exclaimed "it sure is hot, I need to cool off", then gulped down the rest of her wine. I said "well why don’t we get in the hot tub and cool off". Mary smiled and said "well Rob I did not bring a suit". I replied "I don’t use a suit in the hot tub". Mary looked at me and handed me her glass asking for yet another refill! I went to the kitchen and poured another two glasses of wine and went back to the living room and gave it to Mary. She stood up, took two good sips then set it on the table. She smiled and look directly into my eyes, untied her blouse, removed her bra, shorts and panties. Mary was standing completely naked in front of me then walked over to me and unbuttoned my shorts which tried to fall to the ground but was hung up on my erect 8 inch thick cock. Mary giggled then unhooked them from my erect cock which sprang up to her face and then she gasped and said "oh my god! I never thought you were hung like this, oh my god!" She reached down and grabbed it with her hand, which did not fit around it and stroked it then she embraced me. I could feel her tits and erect nipples on my chest and feel my erect cock poking her in her navel. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head close to hers and gave me a deep, wet kiss, then winked at me and said "where is your bedroom"?
I scooped her naked body up and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed then laid down beside her. We kissed and explored each other’s bodies. I sucked her nipples then worked my way down to her blond pussy. I could see the pink lips of her labia protruding slightly and her pussy was really wet!" I stuck my tongue into her pussy and then as far into her vagina as it would go then worked on her clit with my tongue then sucking it. Mary was going "crazy" moaning and asking for more. After a few minutes her whole body trembled with a strong orgasm. After she caught her breath she said "Rob that was beautiful, please fuck me with your monster. I want it all inside me and stay inside when you cum". I could not believe she was saying this to me. As I mounted her she spread her legs wide and she said "just be careful, I am not use to anything that big". I entered her wet pussy with just the tip of my cock working it slowly and gently inside her and as I did she start moaning and oh, god that feels good. I worked my cock halfway inside of her as her pussy streched to adjust to my cock. Mary really had a tight pussy. I used more pressure as I worked my cock all the way into her. She was use to my cock now. Then I started fucking her slowly coming about 2/3 the way out then all the way inside of her. Now she was really moaning and asked me to go faster so I did. I fucked her faster and faster. I could hear my big balls slapping against her somewhere. After about 10 or 15 minutes I could feel my balls tighten up and my cock get bigger. I was getting close to coming now. Mary must of felt my cock grow inside of her as she started yelling "oh god, I’m coming, fuck me harder"! Now I really fucked her as hard as I could then I started to cum inside of her. I pushed all the way inside of her pussy as far as my thick cock would go as I came in at least 6 or 7 good spurts. She screamed "oh, I can feel your cum squirting inside of me, oh it feels so damn good"! Her body suddenly tensed up and she screamed, shaking her head side to side.
I stayed inside of her without moving for a couple of minutes then fucked her with my cock a few more strokes which emptied a couple of more squirts of cum into her. Mary feeling that gasped again. Mary said "oh Rob I have never cum like that before in all my life, come here". Mary reached up and pulled me to her mouth and she kissed me with her mouth and tongue for several more minutes. We layed exhausted on the bed for 30 minutes holding each other. Then I said let’s shower then get in the hot tub. Mary smiled and said "I can’t wait and I really feel good. You my man are a damned good lover"! As we got up my semen ran out of Mary’s pussy, down her thighs. She smiled and said "You sure were generous mister. How much did you pump into me, a pint! I could feel every drop you gave me and it felt so damned good! I need that again!"
We showered then walked naked to the hot tub and got in. After a few more minutes of kissing and fondling each other I went to the kitchen and poured two more glasses of wine. After the hot tub we went back to the bedroom and fucked each other again with Mary on top this time, straddling me, impaled on my 8 inch cock. It was getting late now and Mary asked if I could drive her home as she ran here from her home three miles away. I told her why don’t you spend the night with me and I would drive her back in the morning or the next day. Mary smiled "that sounds terrific, but I only have what I brought to wear." I replied "well we can wear what we have on now, nothing". We both laughed. We fell asleep naked in each other’s arms. The next day we agreed if we get that uncontrollable "horny" feeling and we would meet somewhere and get relief. Mary agreed. I drove her home.
Thursday came and I picked up my wife Donna at the airport. After we arrived home she turned to me and said "I really missed you"! Then kissed me. Donna showered then told me she had something to tell me. She started crying. I calmed her down and she told me she had met an old high school flame. After having a few drinks together she would up in bed with him and they fucked a couple of times. She discovered she could fuck another man and she was ready for Juan and Maria now. I told her it was ok as we had agreed to do a little exploring of our sexuality. I only wanted her to tell me the details of what happened as I think it would be a real "turn on".
Donna said she was visiting her folks then went to the local club and Ron who she had went to school with saw her and they danced just two dances. They both had some drinks together then he invited her to his apartment nearby. After arriving at his apartment they had a few more drinks. She had spilled some wine on her dress and Ron suggested she wash her dress right away. He gave her a bathrobe to wear while her clothes were being washed. Donna said she put her panties, bra and dress in the washer and was naked under the bathrobe. They both had a few more drinks. They were laughing about old times at high school. Ron leaned over and kissed her then she looked at him and kissed him back. Rob started feeling her tits under the robe and she started unbuttoning his shirt then unzipped the fly on his trousers. She though if she was going to fuck another man this was the time to find out if she really could. She reached inside his trousers and started stroking his cock which was slightly longer but skinner than mine. Ron reached down and untied her robe revealing her naked body. He started massaging her tits and gently pinching her erect nipples. He worked his way down to her pussy and stuck two of his fingers inside her pussy then massaging her clit. Donna pushed him back and removed her robe completely then removed his trousers, briefs and shirt so he was also naked.
Ron was a tall (6’2") man, brown hair, blue eyes with a few extra pounds but still attractive according to Donna. Ron led Donna back to the bedroom and they laid down together. They both got in the "69" position. Donna sucking his cock and Ron sucking and licking her pussy. After a few minutes they changed positions then Donna laid on her back, spreading her legs for Ron. Ron mounted her and slowly pushed his long cock into her wet pussy. Donna said her body tensed as Ron entered her pussy. Ron started thrusting faster and faster. Donna told him to fuck her harder. Ron obliged and she could feel and hear and feel his balls slapping her ass. After about 10 or 12 minutes of fucking Donna could feel Ron’s cock grow larger and told her he was getting ready to cum. As she felt his cock grow inside her Donna started coming and said "oh, god I’m coming Ron, give me your load now". As she said that she could hear Ron groan and suddenly felt his semen squirt inside of her causing her to cum again. She said she could feel at least four good squirts of semen inside of her. He pushed his cock all the way inside her pussy as far as it would go then thrust a couple of more times to empty all of his semen inside of her. They both laid like that for several more minutes then rested. They talked for awhile then after about 40 or 50 minutes she started sucking his cock back to an erection again. After Ron’s cock was hard and erect she straddled him and slowly guided his cock inside her semen drenched, wet pussy. She start fucking Ron by gyrating her hips back and forth while he massaged her tits and "tweaked" her nipples. After about 7 or 8 minutes she could feel his cock start to expand inside of her. This caused her to start to cum again and she went faster and faster then leaned forward placing her hand on Ron’s chest then said "fuck me Ron, fuck me hard". Ron started fucking her hard with his long cock then came again inside of her wet pussy. As he started coming she sat back down all the way on his long cock and gyrated her hips taking all of his semen inside of her pussy.
She continued to fuck him until he became soft again. When she got up off of him his semen gushed out of her pussy dripping down on his cock, pubic hair and down the inside of her thighs. They both showered and cleaned up. Her clothes were done washing so she dressed and he drove her back to her folks house. After hearing these details I was so hard and hot we fucked all night on and off. In the morning she told me she was ready for Juan and Maria.
Saturday came not quick enough. I wanted to see what my "new" wife Donna would do. Juan and Maria came over at about 7:00 pm. We had a few drinks to relax. Then Donna told Juan and Maria she was ready now to go all the way if they wanted to and was sorry about the wait. She admitted she was almost ready to fuck Juan last time we all were together. Maria stood up then said "I really can’t wait to start over so let’s start where we left off". Maria pulled off her short t-shirt, unclipped and removed her bra, shorts and panties then kicked off her sandals. Maria was completely naked in front of me now. I removed my t-shirt, shorts and briefs and embraced Maria. Donna peeled off all of her clothes and help Juan removed his clothes. We were all naked on the living room floor.
Donna started sucking Juan’s cock and he was eating her pussy. I started sucking on Maria’s pussy and clit. We changed positions and Maria sucked my erect cock now making it nice and hard while I worked on her tits. Juan was mounting Donna and I could see her spread her legs for him revealing her swollen, wet, pink pussy. Juan started working the huge head of his cock into her pussy. As he did it made Donna gasp and moan. After the head of Juan’s dick was inside Donna’s pussy the then work the rest of his dark brown cock all the way inside her pussy. Donna was really moaning now asking Juan to fuck her faster and faster. After Maria spread her dark brown legs for me I worked my thick 8 inch cock inside her eager wet pussy. Maria was moaning and asking for more and more. I fucked her harder and harder bottoming out each time and slapping her ass with my large balls. Every time I bottomed out in her pussy she squealed "Yes, yes". I could see the nipples on her tits erect and hard sticking out about a whole inch! After about 15 minutes my balls started feeling real tight and my cock was starting to enlarge. Maria felt this and yelled "oh boy, oh boy I’m coming Rob, give me your juice baby, give it to me now!" I heard Donna starting to scream and could see Juan really giving her a pounding. He had Donna’s legs over his shoulders and I could see his dark brown cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. Every time he thrust I could see her legs and tits jiggle. His balls were real tight and he was starting to groan. Donna yelled" oh, yes Juan, give me your cum, all of it now!" Juan came again and again inside my wife’s pussy. This all made me cum with one of the strongest orgasms I have had. I started spurting my semen deep inside Maria’s wet pussy. I must have squirted 7 or 8 times. I could feel my prostrate actually ache from emptying everything inside Maria. Maria yelled "oh my god, oh I can feel it. Its like a hose inside of me. Oh-h-h-h-h! Maria dug her fingers into my arms. I kept on thrusting until I quit spurting semen. I stayed still for several minutes. Juan’s cock was still buried inside my wife’s pussy and I could see some semen seep out of her pussy with his cock still inside her which meant to me he made a large deposit.
Donna and Juan were kissing now. I was still deep inside Maria’s pussy. I was still hard after several minutes so I started fucking her again and as I did I could feel my semen run out of her on my balls and down the crack of her ass. Maria yelled "oh yes, fuck me again Rob go for it baby, please stay hard". We fucked about another 8 or 10 minutes then I came again but not quite as strong but still making Maria scream. After we finished I announced I wanted to fuck my wife now to see what it feels like to fuck her after someone else has just finished with her. Juan agreed he wanted the same thing. I went over to Donna and started kissing her mouth and breasts, sucking her nipples. Donna spread her legs wide apart from me still seeping Juan’s semen. I mounted her and slipped right in as her pussy was well lubricated by Juan. I pushed my cock all the way in then placed her legs over my shoulders giving Juan and his wife a real good view of the action. Juan followed my lead and placed Maria’s legs over his shoulders and entered her without any problems. As he fucked his wife my semen gushed out of her pussy making slurping sounds. We all fucked for only about 7 or 8 minutes before coming inside our wives. Both Donna and Maria said they really liked that as they were really wet but could feel us a little better during the first fuck but they both still had strong orgasms. We all showered together and finally relaxed in the hot tub together. We all got dressed then Juan and Maria thanked us for a great time. We invited them back the following weekend and told them they could stay all weekend. After they left Donna kissed my full on the lips exploring my mouth with her tongue and said "I really love you Rob. This has been a real "teacher" for me". I just thought of another teacher I knew and smiled. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. What a new beginning. Two weeks we will all remember I’m sure!
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The Swap Meet
By vegaskid, in Swinger First Time,
Diane was a virgin when I met her and she made me wait for almost ten months before we had sex for the first time. She has always told me that she would never cheat on me and that if I ever cheated on her she would leave me and I know Diane well enough to know that she means ever word of that statement. Anyway, over the last several months we have made love only five or six times. It seems that one of us always has an excuse to not have sex. A headache, too tired, not enough time, too busy, etc. Things were starting to get to the point that I was expecting Diane to ask me for a divorce soon, and if she didn't I might have to ask her for one. In the mean time I just buried myself in my job. Then about six months ago I got a new partner on the project I was working on. John was the same age as me (30) and we shared a lot of the same interests.
In a very short time John and I became friends. A couple of months ago John suggested we stop for a drink after work. After that night stopping for a drink became our routine two or three times a week. John was easy to talk to so it wasn't long before I told him about my marriage problems.
He said, “Just get laid and don't worry about the consequences”.
I told him I couldn't do that to Diane. I was going to have to resolve things with Diane one way or another. One night as we started our second round of drinks I noticed an attractive blonde standing at the bar.
She was about 55 and 120 pounds. She had a nicely shaped ass and breasts that were about the size of grapefruits. I noticed several guys in the bar checking her out as she slipped onto a bar stool. John and I continued our conversation but I didn't take my eyes off of this beauty. I watched as the bar tender brought her a drink and she turned around in her chair so that she was facing in my direction. She was just sort of staring off into space and as she sipped her drink, and her knees were separated just far enough that I could see up her skirt to the white strip of panties that covered her pussy.
I tried to look away but I couldn't. When John noticed what had captured my attention he said, She is beautiful isn't she? I agreed. Then he said, Now you should be thinking about bagging something like that. I gave a nervous laugh and looked back at her again. She hadn't moved. The view was still the same. I stared up her skirt for about another minute and then realized that she was staring at me. I felt my face flush in embarrassment. I was expecting something bad to happen but she just smiled at me and turned back to the bar to order another drink. I turned back to John to avoid further embarrassment. When I finally chanced another look toward the bar she was gone. As I looked around the interior of the bar to see if I could spot her John spoke.
He said, "I guess she really turned you on. I bet you would love to jump her bones wouldn't you?"
I replied, "She certainly is a very sexy woman and if I wasn't married I would bury my face in her pussy and never come up for air."
John said, "It’s easy to act the faithful husband when you know you can't get laid but I bet if she offered to fuck your brains out, you'd go home with her right now."
I conceded that maybe he might be right. If the blonde made herself available to me I probably would fuck her and not worry about the consequences. John teased me about her all night. He kept asking me exactly what I would do to her if I had the chance.
He asked, “Would you want her to blow you or would you want to eat her first, or would you just want to fuck her first then eat her?” Then he laughed. He had me both laughing and embarrassed for the next hour, then I got really embarrassed.
Suddenly the subject of our sex talk appeared at our table and sat herself down on John's lap and smiled at me. I couldn't move. Then John spoke, “George, Id like you to meet my wife Jill.” Then he looked at Jill and said, “Honey, George has been admiring you all evening. I think he wants to get in your pants.”
Jill looked at me and replied, “Really? Well that might be fun; we will have to try that real soon. Why don't you ask George to come to the party and well see what happens.”
Then Jill got up and kissed John and turned to me and said, I hope we can get together soon. Sorry I can’t stay but I have to meet some friends to go to the movies. She turned and left. When she left John started laughing at me.
I said, “You asshole, why didn't you tell me she was your wife before I made a fool out of myself?”
John replied, “You didn't make a fool out of yourself. You just admitted to me that you would like to fuck my wife. If you didn't want to fuck her you would have to be either gay or dead.”
“Well why did you tell her I wanted to get in her pants?”
”Because it’s true, and Jill would want to know. I've been telling her about you so she came here to check you out and I think she liked what she saw. After all she told me to invite you to our party.”
“What party?”
”Jill and I are having a few close friends over a week from Saturday for a special party.”
“What's special about the party?”
“Well, its a kind of swap meet. We would love to have you come but you have to bring something to swap.”
“Are you talking about wife swapping? I can’t bring Diane to a wife swapping party. That’s just never going to happen. I can’t ask her to do that, she would go ballistic.”
“Don't pass on the idea to easily. You did say your sex life with Diane is dead, well this might just be what you need to bring it back to life, or at least get you both talking about your problems. Can it really make things much worse? You are already discussing divorce. What can be worse than that?”
“Well, you might be right about that but I don't know how I would bring this up with Diane or manage to keep the conversation under control once I did.”
”Well promise me you will at lease think about this a little more before you dismiss the idea totally. And we can talk about it some more.” I agreed to think about it.
When I got home that night Diane was sitting in bed watching television. I was still a bit horny from my experience that evening so I thought I would try and seduce Diane. When I tried to kiss her she pushed me away and said that I smelled of stale beer and smoke. So I went and took a quick shower but when I got back to bed Diane had turned off the TV and was asleep.
John asked me about the party at work the next day and I told him I didn't think I would be able to do it. So the next night when we stopped for drinks again Jill was at the bar waiting for us. She sat next to me and asked me what it would take to get me and my wife to come to their party.
I said a near miracle. Then Jill looked me straight in the eye and said I was hoping that you would want to come to the party to sample some of this, with that she lifted the hem of her skirt just enough so the I could see that she was a natural blonde. Her pussy was so beautiful that my mouth actually began to water.
Jill continued, “If you want this, all you have to do is talk your wife into trying a new adventure in her life. If things have been as bad in you sex life as you've been telling John then your wife might jump at this as an opportunity to make a drastic and needed change.” Then Jill dropped her skirt back in place and turned back to the table and began talking to John.
That night I left the bar determined to try to talk Diane into going to the party. I waited till the next night after dinner. I told Diane that I needed to talk to her about something important. We went into the living room and I sat down on the sofa and Diane sat facing me in an easy chair. I had prepared a little speech in my head so I just went ahead with it.
I said, “For quite a while now things haven't been right between us. I don't know whose fault it is, or if it is anyone's fault. But I have felt for a long time that we need to do something to shake things up so we can get the life back into our marriage. But, as hard as I have tried I haven't come up with any ideas, that is until now. Well it really isn’t my idea. It was presented to me by a friend at work. He invited us to a special party a week from Saturday.”
Then Diane interrupted, “How is going to a party going to help anything?”
“I’m getting to that. Now just hear me out on this before you respond. This is a swinger’s party. It’s just a few couples that get together and swap sex partners. I was against the idea at first but the more I thought about it the more the idea appealed to me. I think it might just be what we need to get our sex life jump started. For some reason we don't seem to want to do it with each other, so maybe the way to break through this is to have sex with other people in this manor.” I stopped talking and just waited for Diane's reply.
She didn't say anything for a solid minute then she stood up and said, “Are you insane?” and headed out of the room. As she left I shouted after her, “At least think about it?”
When she got to the door she turned and said, “You seriously think that my making love to some stranger will fix our problems? Or are you just looking for an excuse to fuck someone else?”
This she said with some anger in her voice. So I responded the best I could: I lied.
“I am just desperate to find a way to save our marriage and I think we need to take a drastic step like this to do it. Will you at least think it over?”
Diane didn't answer me she just went off to our bedroom and closed the door behind her. I didn't bring the party up again as I figured that was a dead issue. Then on Tuesday night after dinner as we were drinking our last cup of coffee Diane unexpectedly asked, “Would I know anyone at this party?” I said, “Probably not. It was going to be at John's house and these were his friends and I had not met any of them.”
“Does this mean you are interested in going?”
“I don't know. I am trying to see this from all sides, but it still doesn't make any sense to me. How can my going to bed with another man save our marriage? Do you really think you could handle seeing me having sex with another man?”
“If we are both doing the same thing with each others permission it will be fine.” Of course I didn't know if this was true or not.
I thought that there was a chance that Diane would get upset about me balling another woman, but I just had to have Jill and I was willing to risk everything to do that. Besides, I think we need to stir up our emotions.
“I am not agreeing to go through with this, I am only saying I will think about it some more.”
Then on Friday Diane called me at work and said, “I thought it over and decided to go along with this idea of yours.”
“You mean you'll go to the party with me tomorrow night?”
“Yes.”
“What changed your mind?”
“Well, I don't think you gave me any choice. If I don't go you'll accuse me of not even trying to save our marriage and you'll probably go without me. So I decided to take the risk and go with you so I'll know what you're up to.” I didn't bother to tell her that our invitation was for couples only.
I just said, “Good, then I'll tell John that well be there tomorrow.”
Saturday morning was uncomfortable around the house. Diane didn't speak to me at all. I just tried to keep busy and stay out of her way. I didn't want to say something that would start an argument and cause her to change her mind about going to the party. At 2:00 p.m. Diane announced that she was going to get her hair done and shop for something to wear to the party and then left the house. She was gone for nearly four hours. When she came home she had an attractive new hair style and shopping bags from one of the better women's clothing stores at the mall and a bag from Victoria's Secret. So she had not only bought an outfit to wear but she must also have bought some sexy underwear.
She didn't offer to show me what she bought; she just carried it all into the bedroom and closed the door. A little while later I heard the shower running. I waited about fifteen minutes after she had finished her shower then I went through the bedroom and into the bathroom. Diane was sitting at her dressing table in her bath robe and was putting on makeup. I quickly stripped and got into the shower. Within fifteen minutes I was showered, shaved and nearly dressed. As I left the bathroom, Diane got up from her dressing table and headed into the walk in closet. As she entered the closet she let her robe slide off of her shoulders and drop to the floor. She didn't know that I could see her reflection in the bathroom mirror from where I was standing. What I saw began to arouse me. Diane was wearing a black matching bra and panty set. The bra displayed her beautiful breasts as if they were being served to a king and the skimpy panties just made Diane’s nicely shaped ass even sexier. On her legs Diane was wearing a very sexy pair of black thigh high stockings. I hadn't seen her look this sexy since we were married. This whole event lasted only a few seconds but the effect stayed with me the rest of the evening. As much as I wanted to fuck Jill, I was beginning to wonder if I really wanted Diane to fuck anyone other than me. I quickly put that thought out of my head and started thinking about how good it would feel to sink my cock into Jill tonight and how many other ladies would I fuck tonight?
When Diane was finally dressed she came out into the living room where I was sitting waiting for her. She was wearing a black skirt that stopped midway down her thigh and a black silk blouse that was very sheer. You could easily see Diane's bra and most of her tits right through the thin material. She stopped in front of me and announced that she was ready to go.
I said, “You look fantastic.”
Diane is 5'10" and weighs 130 pounds. She has dark brown almost black hair and very clear blue eyes. With her natural shape, the clothes she was wearing, and the sexy underwear she had on I wasn't exaggerating when I told her she looked fantastic.
Diane responded by saying, “I know.”
Then we walked to the car without speaking and started off to John's house. John’s house was only a fifteen minute drive from our house but it seemed a lot longer because of the silence in the car. When we arrived, John and Jill greeted us at the door. I introduced Diane to both of them. John motioned for us to come and then said the other guests are all in the living room. As we walked in I saw Diane look at Jill then she looked at me with an ‘I know what you're up to” look on her face. Jill began talking to Diane like they were old friends. Jill asked Diane if she would like a tour of the house. Diane said yes and the two of them headed off through the large four bedroom house.
John led me into the living room where he had set up a temporary bar. There were seven guys in the room drinking and watching a basketball game on the TV. There were three women sitting in another room with their drinks and talking. I asked John how many couples where there. He said there were five couples and two single men. I asked him why there were two single men there; I thought this was a couples only party. John told me that they always invited a couple more men than women because it takes men longer to recover than the women. So the extra men make sure all of the women go home satisfied. John handed me a drink and told me to relax, that the things would get started in about a half hour.
John introduced me to the guys and we all began discussing the basketball game and for the first time since my wife had come out of the bedroom earlier that evening the knot in my stomach began to loosen.
After I finished my drink I went to the bar to get another and when I looked around I noticed that John had left the room and when I looked into the next room where the women had gathered I saw Jill and the three women that were there when I came in, but I didn’t see Diane. Suddenly the knot in my stomach was back only now it was tighter. Then I saw that there was someone else in the room with the women hidden behind the door way. When she finally moved I saw that it was Diane sitting with a drink in her hand and talking to one of the other women. I felt such relief. I was sure that John had taken my wife off to fuck her, and I suddenly wasn’t ready for that to happen.
A couple of minutes later Diane stood up and moved over next to Jill apparently to be introduced to someone. Now I could see all of the women in that room. I looked from one to the next and admired there beauty when I got to Jill I stared for an extra minute and knew right then who I wanted to make love to right then...Diane. Boy was I unhappy.
By the time I had started my third drink I was beginning to feel better and was enjoying the conversation with the other men in the room. I suddenly realized that Jill was standing next to me and when I looked around I saw that all five women had joined us. I could see Diane across the room talking to Tom whom I had met earlier. The conversation looked innocent so I started talking to Jill and was beginning to get aroused by the idea of making love to her. I was about to asked her if we could go somewhere private when I saw Diane and Tom heading toward the stairs to the second floor where all of the bedrooms were. I was frozen. I couldn’t take my eyes off them as they climbed the stairs. I watched as they opened the door to the bedroom at the top of the stairs, entered the room and closed the door behind them. I felt a little sick and had to sit down. I went over and sat in a chair that gave me a view of the bedroom door behind which my wife was about to have sex with another man. I suddenly had a mental picture of the way Diane looked when I had seen her earlier in just thigh high stockings, and her bra and panties. I knew that Tom was going to not only get to see Diane that way, but he would be removing the bra and panties. He was going to be kissing her tits and putting his cock into her pussy. As I sat and watched I felt my stomach turn over and at the same time I was getting an enormous erection. I was getting confused now.
Jill came over to me and asked if I was all right. I just looked up at the door and Jill said, “Oh. I understand. This often happens to first timers. Don’t worry things will turn out O.K.”
Jill sat with me and rubbed my neck which felt great and helped me to relax a little. After about thirty minutes the bedroom door opened and Tom came out. I quickly looked away so I wouldn’t be seen staring. Tom came back downstairs and went to the bar for a drink. Diane didn’t come out of the room for another five minutes. When I saw her at the top of the stairs she smiled at me and started down the stairs. She looked like nothing had happened. I began to think she must not have done anything. But when she came into the living room I could see the redness around her lips and on her neck that showed she had been at least necking with Tom and then I noticed that one of the bottom buttons on her blouse was open. But it was the look of satisfaction on her face that told me that she had indeed been fucked by Tom.
I started to get up to go talk to her but Jill stopped me. She said, “It’s not a good time to approach her now. Wait till you have calmed down.”
Jill was right so I sat back down. When I looked back at Diane she was being handed a drink by one of the single guys at the party. It was at that point that I realized that many of the guests had disappeared.
I asked Jill where everyone had gone and she said, “Where do you think?”
I just said, “Wow, I never saw them leave the room.”
Jill replied, “You were preoccupied at the time.”
When I looked back at Diane she was talking to the guy who had handed her the drink.
His name was Tony. Tony was about 25 years old, five years younger that Diane and very handsome with and athletic body. As they talked, Tony started guiding Diane toward the stairs. They went up the stairs but had to go to the second room down the hall as the first room was now occupied.
Jill asked me if I was O.K. I said, “I don't know how I feel. I know what they are doing, but I want to know what they are doing. Do you know what I mean?”
Jill said, “Yes.” and stood up and took my hand and pulled me out of the chair and led me to the stairs. She took me to the master bedroom next to the one that Diane had just gone into.
Jill closed and locked the door then said to me, “Be careful what you ask for because you might get it.”
With that she walked over and removed a painting from the wall. Behind the painting was a hole which opened to the back of a two way mirror. When I looked in I saw Diane sitting on the bed in just her bra and panties and stockings. Tony was standing to the side undressing. He removed his pants and laid them over a chair then he removed his shirt. The whole time I could see that they were carrying on a conversation as if they were sitting downstairs in the living room. Finally, Tony removed his boxer shorts. Then Diane casually reached out with her left hand and cupped Tony's balls in the palm of her hand. She looked up into Tony's face and began talking and at the same time wrapped her right hand around his cock and began to slowly stroke it. Watching her be so casual about jerking him off was beginning to be a turn on to me. Diane continued to talk to Tony for another minute then she just bent forward and began sucking on his stiff prick. Diane seemed to enjoy sucking his cock which upset me because she never wanted to do that for me. As Diane continued to suck Tony's cock he put his hand on the back of her head and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. After about five minutes Tony pulled his cock out of Diane's mouth and pulled her to her feet. He pulled down on her bra freeing her tits. Tony began to roughly squeeze and suck on Diane's tits but Diane didn't seem to mind that he was being rough. Finally, Tony pulled Diane's panties off and pushed her down on the bed. Tony got on top of her and slipped his cock into Diane's cunt and started fucking her with long hard strokes. As I continued to watch Diane getting fucked Jill unhooked my belt, unzipped my fly and pulled my pants down. Then she began to give my swollen cock a tongue bath. I enjoyed the sensation of Jill's mouth on my cock while I watched Tony's cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy.
Suddenly Tony stiffened up and pushed his cock into Diane as far as he could as he erupted inside her. Then he pumped her several more times and stopped again. He continued to do this till his orgasm ended then he pulled back and let his softening cock slip out of Diane's pussy. As the head of his cock came out of the hole it was followed by a large drop of cum that ran down Diane's pussy and on down her crack to her ass. That sigh was all I could take.
My cock exploded into Jill's mouth and I nearly collapsed on the floor. I apologized to Jill for not being able to pleasure her and she said that it was all right. I was a guest in her house and she was glad to pleasure me. She said that I could take care of her another time. I pulled my pants back up and looked back into the other room. Tony had already left and Diane was getting dressed and fixing herself up a little before going back downstairs.
I got back downstairs before Diane and headed for the bar. I needed a strong drink because I was confused. I was jealous. Watching Diane suck on Tony's cock made me jealous but it didn't make me angry and I didn't understand that. Why did I get aroused watching my wife getting fucked by another man? As I sipped my drink and tried to understand what was happening to me I saw Diane enter the room. After having sex with two different men she still looked fresh and ready to party. She seemed to be glowing. This evening was not working out the way I expected it to. I figured I was going to be having fun fucking Jill and the other women and I didn't care what happened to Diane. But the reality was that I was unhappy and Diane was enjoying herself. And the strangest thing of all is that the only thing that made me happy was that Diane was enjoying herself.
When I looked at Diane again she was walking toward me with a smile on her lips. She appeared to be getting ready to say something to me when Carl, one of the other married men at the party began talking to her. As she talked to Carl she kept glancing over at me like she wanted to tell me something but she couldn’t get away from Carl. I couldn't hear their conversation but after about ten minutes of friendly conversation it appeared that Carl asked Diane a question because I could read her lips as she said O.K. and she nodded her head at the same time. Then Carl put his arm around Diane’s shoulder and guided her out of the room and up the stairs.
I watched as they disappeared from site. As I sat waiting for Diane to come back, I began to imagine what Diane was doing with Carl. How she looked with just her bra and panties on. And I wondered if she was sucking on his cock. To my surprise I was beginning to get an erection thinking about Diane sucking on his cock then spreading her legs so he could easily slid his cock into her cum dripping cunt. After a while I had to force myself to think about something else or I might have cum in my pants. Jill came by and asked how I was doing. I told her I was feeling a little better. I was beginning to learn how to deal with the situation. After about a half hour, I saw Carl coming down the stairs but Diane wasn't with him. She must be trying to fix herself up again. I decided that when she came down stairs I was going to ask her if she was ready to go home.
She didn't come down for another twenty minutes but she had managed to fix herself up and she still looked good. She went to the bar and made herself a drink then she came over to where I was sitting and stood in front of me. Before I could ask her if she was ready to go home Diane said that she wanted me to meet her up stairs in five minutes then she turn and walked out of the room and up the stairs. Now I was really worried. Did she want to get me away from the rest of the party so she could tell me she wanted a divorce or that she was leaving me or something like that? Not knowing what else to do I did as I was told. I waited five minutes and headed upstairs. When I got upstairs three of the bedroom doors were closed so I went into the one door that was open.
Diane was standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair and didn't turn around as I entered. She looked at me in the reflection in the mirror and told me to sit down. The bed was messed up and there was evidence of wet cum spots on the sheets so I was careful where I sat. Diane turned to face me and I braced myself for bad news. If she was about to give me bad news it looked like she was going to enjoy it. She was smiling and she had that same glow I had noticed a while ago down stairs. Finally she began
to speak.
”This has been an unbelievable night. You could never have convinced me that I was going to feel this way now. I feel like the tension that has been building inside me that was keeping us apart is gone.”
She walked over and closed the door.
“I want to have sex one more time tonight.”
She removed her blouse and laid it on a chair then removed her skirt and put it with the blouse. Now I was seeing her as her over lovers tonight had seen her, and she looked really sexy. She began speaking again, “This may sound strange for me to say this while I am standing here with my pussy so full of semen that its running down my legs but I love you right now more than I ever have before and I want to make love to you if you’ll let me.”
Diane came over and stood in front of me. I could see that the crotch of her panties was soaked through and some cum was running down the inside of her thigh. I reached out and touched her panty covered pussy and felt the load she was carrying inside her dripping cunt.
I said, “A couple of days ago no one could have made me believe that you would have sex with another man let alone three in one night.”
Diane cut in, “Well actually four men.”
I said, “I watched you all evening and only saw you come up here with three men.”
“Well, when Carl and I finished and he left I was starting to get dressed when John came in the room and said, ‘You’re not going to leave without fucking your host are you?’ I said no, and took my panties back off and laid down and let him enter me. It wasn’t very good sex but the idea that I had just finished fucking one man and here I was fucking another caused me to have an orgasm.”
Listening to Diane speak so matter of fact about her activities had the effect of giving me an extremely hard cock. I looked at Diane and said, “I need to make love to you now.”
Diane came over and knelt down on the floor in front of me and started undoing my pants. I helped her pull them down, and then she went down on my cock and started giving me the best blow job I had ever had. This was the first time Diane had ever sucked my cock without me asking her to do it and it was the first time she acted like she wanted to suck me off. When she had me nearly ready to explode in her mouth she pulled back and stood up. Then she removed her bra and panties. She climbed up on the bed and lay down next to me. When I looked at her pussy it was puffy and the hair was matted and sticky and large strand of semen was oozing out from between her pussy lips. Looking at Diane’s cum filled pussy, I suddenly understood exactly what is meant by the term ‘cream pie’. I lowered myself on top of Diane and kissed her gently on the mouth then began kissing my way to her breasts. I licked and kissed her nipples.
While I was kissing her nipples I was thinking about going down on her pussy and giving her an oral orgasm. I had often fantasized about going down on Diane after fucking her and eating my cum out of her pussy. And the idea of eating her now was exciting me until I stuck my fingers in her pussy. Then I decided that tonight wasn’t the right time to try that. Diane reached down and took hold of my cock and gently but firmly guided it up to her pussy. She placed my cock head at the opening of her cunt and I just pushed. She was so wet and sloppy down there that I slid in with no resistance. After having four cocks inside her already tonight and with all the cum in her pussy, Diane wasn’t very tight. I could just barely feel the sides of her pussy as I stroked in and out of her but I exploded in orgasm in just about two minutes. Afterward we just lay in each others arms for a while. Then we decided to go home.
As we were getting ready to leave, we thanked John and Jill for inviting us. Jill took Diane aside to chat with her and John asked me if I would like to come back the next time they had a swap meet. I told him I would have to think about it and let him know but there was a good chance we would be back.
When Diane came back we left. On the way home neither of us spoke but unlike the silence on the way to the party, the silence on the way home was comfortable. When we got home we showered and headed for bed. As soon as we got in bed Diane said I learned something tonight, which is something other than how much I love you. I learned that I enjoy sucking cock. Then she slid down and took my cock in her hand and started licking and sucking on it like is was a piece of candy.
As she played and suck on my cock she began talking to me, I know you didn’t have sex with anyone tonight till you made love to me. I guess the party didn’t work out the way you expected it to. I knew as soon as I met Jill that she was the reason we were at that party and that hurt me a little but when I notice that you were watching me all the time and not fucking any of the other women I knew that you loved me, and when in spite of the fact that it was hurting you, you did not stop me from having my fun you made me feel special. Well I think as unbelievable as it would seem your idea of going to this party may very well have saved our marriage. And to show you how grateful I am I invited John and Jill over next weekend. Diane went back to work on my cock and brought me slowly to climax, then I fell asleep with my cock still in Diane’s mouth. Next time I will tell you about John and Jill’s visit.
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We spent a few times together in the spa as my girlfriend played a little with him as his wife watched. We spent some time with this couple outside the club but never did anything. About four weeks back we were all at the swingers club and was sitting in the spa with each other, he went and started having oral sex with my girlfriend and I started having oral sex with his wife. This lasted for a little while and then things turn around. My girlfriend started having oral sex with him and his wife starting having oral sex with me. This lasted about 10 or 15 minutes and things ended before we had an orgasm. My girlfriend got up and left the spa and returned about five minutes later. About 20 minutes one of the clubs staff came over to her and whisper something into her ear. She then told us all to come with her, my girlfriend got us a private room, that surprised me.
When we enter the room we all got undressed and his wife started having oral sex with my girlfriend (A big surprise to me). My girlfriend reach over and started sucking on his dick as his wife was licking her pussy. Well, I will not be left out, so I started licking his wife's pussy. After about who knows how long, my girlfriend turned around on her hands and knees and pulled him to her and started fucking him doggie style. His wife turned on her back and placed both her legs around my waist and pull my dick into her pussy and we fucked until I came and then my girlfriend and his wife got into a 69 with each other. I got on one end and he got on the other end of these two girls doing a 69. We both were fucking and getting our balls sucked at the same time.
This was our first full swap together as boyfriend and girlfriend. I am sure that now I know my girlfriend is bi that this will not be our last.
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Eating Out
By olycouple, in Swinger First Time,
After my husband and I met, we continued going there, for the food, for the ambiance, for the beautiful waitress with the beautiful name and curvaceous behind. I’m sure he couldn't decided which was better, watching her walk toward us or watching her walk away. The view was equally exquisite both ways.
While I’ve always found women in general beautiful...I’ve never considered myself bi-sexual. Maybe curious, but not really “willing” to do much beyond fantasize or talk about my husband’s fantasies involving me and another woman. But years of talking was leading us closer to a reality I wasn't positive I was ready for.
On this ordinary night, we walked in through the front door. At the bar, as usual, thank god, was my Italian eye-candy. Dark brown hair, athletic physique, not too thin, but youthfully lithe, possibly 25 or so. I picture him hairless, smooth, like a carefully hand-crafted sculpture, worthy of his own fountain in Venice. Next to him, pouring a glass of wine, her hands gently cradling the neck of the bottle, was our “dream girl”. Auburn, shoulder-length waves, intense green doll-like round eyes, framed in long, black, made-up lashes. Alabaster white skin. Both of them lit up to see us (we were regulars and always guaranteed a fat tip).
“Hi, guys; how are you?” Her slow voice, sweet as dripping honey, welcomed us.
“Good, how about you?” I replied. “Just came in for a bite to eat; we’re starving for some great Italian food.”
“Well, right this way; let’s find you a place to sit down.” Her full hips swayed back and forth, making the bottom of her dress sway around her shapely calves. “How about a booth in the corner?”
“That’ll be fine.” I went up the steps and followed her to the back of the restaurant, knowing that my husband’s eyes were jumping from ass to ass in front of him, two brunettes in black dresses, a fantasy unfolding his in mind.
“Do you know what you ’d like to drink?” Her lips spread across her teeth, forming a welcoming smile, her eyes sparkling and inviting. It’s what made her good at her job, her easy way with people, her charm, her classic approach.
“What do you suggest tonight?” We counted on the wait staff’s opinions of the new wines...they helped us try new things and knew our tastes well enough to usually lead us straight the perfect pick. “Tonight we have a gorgeous cabernet from Yakima Valley...deep and full-bodied...would you like to try it?”
“Sounds great.” She walked away, hips and dress dancing toward the bar at the front.
“I see you eyeing her behind.” My husband was never very discreet about his desires. Not that I minded. I’m a secure woman who knows my man is happy and content just where he is.
“Yeah, I’m imagining that sitting on your face.” I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. It was always the same, his girl-on-girl fantasies. Far from making me uncomfortable, they usually just made me laugh. I’d kissed my best friend in college once just to see how it felt...soft, slippery, not at all my thing. Then later, I’d had my first honest crush on a fellow female grad student, fully knowing it’d never go anywhere, safely imagining things (and occasionally writing about them) in my mind. This was the first time since then I’d come anywhere near thinking a woman was “enough of everything” to turn me on.
My husband knew I found her attractive, which probably turned him on even more. So there we sat, indulging our greatest pleasures: eating rich, fattening food, drinking a bottle of sexy cab, and enjoying the service in so many ways.
We'd come late in the evening and stayed late, as was our custom, so by the time we were finishing our dessert and the last of the wine, we found we were the only customers left in the restaurant. The “beautiful boy” came to take our plates and inquire to any final requests. I was feeling warm and relaxed at this point, full and a bit hazy from the wine.
“Can I get you anything else?” He smiled and looked directly at me. I have no idea what made me feel it necessary to add, “You in a take-home container.” I laughed, and blushed, wishing I could take it back...what on Earth pushed that juvenile pick-up line out of my mouth...no more wine for me. I looked straight at my husband, silently pleading with him to get me the hell out of there before I said something else to embarrass myself and make it impossible for us to ever return to our favorite dining establishment. But he simply raised his eyebrows at me and smiled to himself...red wine did naughty things to me, for which he was grateful. Cole, my young waiter, simply smiled a somewhat devious smile and said, “You flatter me.”
He took our plates and left us to finish our wine. As the wait staff finished cleaning up, I enjoyed my night cap of port and my husband sipped another glass of wine. Our waitress, Harmony, returned with our check and an invitation, “A few of us are heading over to my place to hang out...I just wondered if maybe you ’d like to join us?” It really wasn't that odd. We'd been hanging out at this restaurant for years, and since we live in a small town, we ran into the wait staff regularly at other events and had mutual friends. So, we decided it was a good idea to accept. My husband, smiling like a fiend, asked her where she lived. As she wrote down her address and drew a simple map for us to follow, her hair fell across her face and her dress draped loosely across her breasts, baring her ample cleavage. Seeing my husband’s gaze, I kicked off one shoe and placed my bare foot between his thighs, pushing my toes gently into his dick, which was not quite hard, but certainly not flaccid. He breathed in a bit, and he quickly glanced over at me but gave away nothing as he continued his short discussion with her.
“We’ll just follow you, there,” he said.
And so we gathered our things and stepped out into the cold night air. Once in our car, the conversation was as normal, my husband making openly sexual comments about his wish to see Harmony and I together and me dodging the topic with “whatever” and “keep dreaming”.
A few minutes later, we were walking up the stairs to her apartment. Her door opened before we could even knock.
“Hi you guys.” Smile. Sexy, disheveled...she'd just changed and had obviously not gotten to smoothing her hair back down after pulling her dress off and her T-shirt on...which was fine; it looked better messy anyway. And it was hard not to notice that she hadn’t put a bra on either. She had on a pair of men’s boxers, faded navy blue, probably stolen, or kept, from a former boyfriend. On the couch, Cole and Dean and a few others from the restaurant were already pouring several glasses of wine. Cole stood up, grabbed two of the glasses and brought them over to us. Harmony took our coats and my purse and disappeared into another room with them. My husband and I sat down together on the love seat.
The conversation was lovely...politics, religion, sex...it ran the gamut from intense to dirty to intellectual...all the things a great conversation should be. Dean fell asleep on the floor in a pile of pillows, and several others trickled out the front door, leaving Cole and Harmony, my husband and I alone to finish the bottle of wine.
At this point in the evening, I was pretty much drunk, but not out of my mind. I was completely capable of continuing the conversation and continuing to open my mouth and say stupid things, which I promptly did.
“So my husband has a crush on you.” I looked at Harmony with a smile, so she knew it wasn't the beginning of an accusation or a cat fight. I felt my husband shift a bit uncomfortably beside me. I put my hand on his thigh to settle him, and he placed his hand on mine for better access at controlling what I might say next (a tight squeeze could easily translate as “shut the hell up...you have gone too far”).
“Oh really?” She didn't seem to bothered. On the contrary, she smiled a little more sexily...if that’s possible. She was sitting on the floor, leaning on the coffee table in front of us, her bare legs propped to one side, looking every bit the curvy 50’s pin-up in shorts and a tight “T”. Cole leaned forward a bit more. He was interested. But what man wouldn’t be? The conversation was getting good.
In an effort to level the playing field, and maybe to get back at me a little, my husband let loose with, “And my wife has been enjoying more than just the food at the restaurant herself...been undressing you with her eyes for years, she has.” I smacked him playfully on the knee and gasped in mock offense, “I can’t believe you just said that!”
Cole laughed, and my cheeks burned. I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable. My heart raced a bit as I wondered what course of action to take now. How to get out of this conversation? I was feeling a bit cornered. Harmony to the rescue: “Everyone wants a piece of Cole...we should just add him to the menu; it’s why half the women in this town come to the restaurant as much as they do.”
The conversation turned then, to other things I can’t remember. I do know I mentioned something about my shoulders aching, however, because Harmony offered to rub them for me. I bit my lip and glanced at my husband, eyebrows raised with a nervous smile. “Okay.” I said. We all continued to talk, as I slipped down to the floor in front of her. She got up onto her knees and brushed my hair over one shoulder. Her hands slipped around my neck and down my shoulders, her thumbs pressing into the softer spot between the blades. I let my neck fall forward and hummed a bit in pleasure. I loved having my back rubbed, by pretty much anyone. It was a weakness of mine. My mind wandered from the talk as I focused solely on her palms and fingers and thumbs moving lightly and pressing firmly up and down my spine, down to my lower back. To avoid interrupting the conversation, she whispered near my ear, “I’ll be easier to do this if you lay down on your stomach and pull off the top part of your dress.” I considered what she said briefly and then decided I’d had enough wine to accept this as simply something I’d forget by the next morning. So I unbuttoned the front of my dress and pulled my arms out of the sleeves. The guys both gazed in our direction with interest.
“I’m just trying to get a better grip on her back, guys! Quit looking at us like that!” Harmony laughed off their glances as I laid on my stomach on the soft Persian rug. I put my arms to my sides and tried to relax, as I felt her straddle me and sit on the back of my thighs. She continued her massage of my lower back, pulling my dress further and further down with the circular motion of her thumbs. She unhooked my bra and pushed the straps out of the way.
My attention left and entered the conversation between Cole and my husband, certain words catching me here and there. It didn't take long for them to lose focus altogether on their own discussion and hone in solely on the activity in front of them.
“Now that is a beautiful thing...two sexy ladies, enjoying each other’s bodies,” remarked my husband. Cole replied to him, “Yeah it is...kind of makes you want to join in.” “Maybe we should,” ventured my husband. And to my surprise, Harmony responded, “Maybe you should.” Lying face down, back to all of them, I could hide the surprised look on my face, but not the fact that I’d stopped breathing beneath her warm, soft hands. Her hands squeezed my hips, and I breathed in again. No one said anything for a few minutes. And then I felt another pair of hands on my shoulder and a body leaning over my head. They were not my husband’s hands, and I felt my breath quicken with the knowledge that my “beautiful boy” was touching me. I closed my eyes and determined that I would not let myself be freaked out by this. It felt too good to be wrong. I felt Harmony’s weight leave my thighs and her hands slipped down the sides of my legs, stopping at my knees and traveling back up the insides of my legs, my dress being pushed up over my ass. Cole pulled my shoulders up and to the side to encourage me to roll over, which I did...to face Harmony, who was right there, shimmying her way, on her knees, in between mine. I sat up and pulled myself onto my knees, sitting on my feet. Cole, behind me, continued to rub my shoulders, and I pulled Harmony’s T-shirt up and over her head. Our lips met, sweet and soft; her tongue, warm, flicked over mine, and I sucked lightly on her bottom lip, the one with the swollen pout I always admired. I looked up to see my husband standing over her. I reached over her head to undo his belt and unbutton his fly, while she continued to lick and kiss my neck, so sensuously, slow, and subtle. I pulled my husband’s jeans down far enough to access his already hard cock. I pulled it out and slid my hands up and around it, cradling his balls. I whispered in Harmony’s ear.
“Suck him off. I want to watch you go down on him.”
She looked right into my eyes and licked her lips, then turned around and grabbed hold of my husband’s erect penis, slipping it into her mouth. She ran her tongue up the underside and around the tip. I leaned back against Cole’s chest. He must have taken off his shirt while I was busy with Harmony. He began teasing my nipples with his fingers and squeezing my breasts softly. I kept my eyes on Harmony, her head bobbing softly and slowly, my husband’s cock pushing out the sides of her cheeks, glistening with her spit. Occasionally, she'd glance back toward me. Cole and I sat behind her. I began to run my foot up and down the inside of her thigh, pushing my toes between her shorts and her skin. She moaned a little. And my husband moaned a little, which turned me on. Cole pulled back my hair and began kissing the back of my neck and I put my right hand behind me, searching out the zipper of his pants. Finding it, I unwrapped his package and slipped my hand around it, squeezing gently with a back and forth motion. He let his breath out in my ear. I felt the heat of it all the way down to my wet pussy.
I turned to face him, biting my lip with desire. I wanted nothing more than his face buried between my legs, licking and kissing and sucking while I watch Harmony fuck my husband with her mouth and lips. My face must have been an open invitation, because that’s just what he began to do. He pushed me down on to the floor, the view above me was Harmony’s backside, her head still bobbing slowly back and forth. I could see right up the leg of her boxers, and I’m sure she could've felt my breath all the way up to her cunt.
My husband’s moans and grunts made my thighs quiver, and having Cole’s tongue slipping up and down the lips of my wet pussy, sucking on my clitoris was like fucking heaven. I could see my husband’s face contorting with pleasure. He was watching me watching him get off, and the closer he got to coming, the closer I followed. Just before he let loose, Harmony turned and leaned over me, kissed me, kissed Cole, and kissed me again. I could taste myself, salty and sweet, on her lips.
It was my turn to enjoy my husband’s cock. If he was going to come, I wanted it to be between my lips. I looked up at him, smiled, and put my mouth around him, my hand at the base of his scrotum, squeezing lightly. Right then, I felt fingers, whose I didn't know, sift between my nether lips, rubbing against my clit and seeking entrance inside. One finger slipped inside slowly, searching out my g-spot, with surprisingly quick success. I groaned, vibrating my husband’s cock, making him moan. He grabbed the back of my head, taking a handful of hair loosely in his fist, guiding my head back and forth, slowly. I sucked and sucked, while the fingers in my pussy danced in and out and in and out, causing my own wetness to drip down the insides of my thighs. I could feel my orgasm beginning, as my sucking became quick and forceful and frantic; my husband’s thighs began to quiver, and I knew he was about to come, so I backed off and slid my mouth down as far as I could, feeling his cock at the back of my throat, and back up to the very tip. I wasn't ready for anyone to come quite yet.
I turned around to see Cole sitting on the floor, leaning up against the couch, with Harmony’s head between his legs, her shapely ass up in the air, knees spread for better balance. On my knees, I reached my arms around her and placed my hands around her swaying breasts, which filled my palms and then some. My husband got on his knees behind me. Entering between my slippery lips, he slowly began to fuck me, his hands holding on to Harmony’s hips as I continued to massage her breasts and she sucked on Cole’s dick. I slipped one hand between her voluptuous thighs, then one finger, then two, into her shaved cunt. With the other hand, I kept my balance by grabbing hold of her ass. Using my pinky finger, I stimulated her clit while I plunged my fingers deep inside of her again and again. Everyone was moaning and writhing and sweating and breathing as one. And all at once, like the crescendo of a complicated and passionate symphony, we came...we came and came and groaned and screamed out our intense relief at letting go so completely.
We collapsed in a heap of breathing, sighing bodies. Silently, we caressed and rubbed whatever skin lay beneath our hands. Cole and my husband sandwiched Harmony and I, who faced one another. We fell asleep like that.
In the morning...Dean, who ’d passed out in a heap of pillows earlier in the evening, woke up to a pile of naked bodies. I wonder what he thought. Probably something to the effect of, “What the fuck? Why didn't anybody wake me up...I could've helped...I got skills...”
Hmm....maybe next time.
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Our First Swing Experience as a 3-Some
By Guest, in Swinger First Time,
Apparently one of her long time fantasies was to experience two guys at the same time.So we talked about it, fucked on it, and damn when we did fuck on it the idea did excite the hell out of both of us. Damn, that thought made her pussy so fucking wet and turned her on so much. I got to thinking how hot would that be if I made that happen for her.
I decided to pay a visit to my single long time bud Randy to ask him if he would be interested in joining me and my wife for a threesome. I showed him a picture of her and of course he said "hell yeah, I'd love to fuck her,she's hot". Now it was time to see if my wife was serious or really wanted to fuck me and another guy.
So at the appropriate time I mentioned to her that I found a willing party to join us and I'd take her to meet him when she's ready and I let it go. It wasn't long after then that my wife was asking "when am I going to meet your friend". I wasn't sure they would hit it off so it took a while until I took her but I finally did. They hit it off right away. We were all comfortable together so things started off well. I even had my wife show him her beautiful pierced nipples. I'm real protective of my wife so that shocked her but I was serious about this threesome.
So we parted telling Randy that we may call him later.When I asked Michelle what she thought she was pleased and comfortable with him so it seemed it was going to happen. She was ready, so was I. I called Randy (coincidentally) making his day to tell him to get ready to rock because my wife loves to fuck and she is very ambitious in bed. A bit physical too, which I love. "Randy" I said, "shave your balls and brush your teeth, I'm taking my wife home to get her all slutted up so we will be there asap".
"10-4" he says, so off we went to get her ready. She wore this hot mini schoolgirl skirt,garters,sexy white stockings heels,and a slinky shirt that cried out to be fucked. On our trip to Randy's we had to make a stop. She sat there in the front seat with those sexy legs spread out, one on the dash, the other on the console. We had a car load of fellas drooling just wishing they had that. I got in and drove away with a big ole' smile on my face. That's my wife!!
As we continued on to Randy's I couldn't help but to taste that hot wet pussy next to me. MMMMMMM. I just couldn't keep my fingers out of her after that. It's a wonder we even made it there, her grabbing my cock and me fingering that sweet pussy. I was all over the road.
When we got to Randy's we were well worked up. After Randy seen how hot she looked it wasn't long before he was rubbing the bulge in his pants. We were both grabbing our bulges. Michelle loved watching us rub ourselves and hearing us groaning. I couldn't take it anymore so I spread her legs on the couch and buried my tongue and face in that hot soaking wet pussy. ''Mmmmmm baby, you taste so fuckin good" as I finger fucked her long deep strokes. "Randy" I said, "get up here and let her suck your cock".
"Alrighty then" he says and she sucked him off enough to make him weak. She swallowed all of his big dick, just like a pro. She was screaming and muffled moaning until she just couldn't take it anymore. "Lets go to the bedroom" she said. As expected, we complied with this command. She lay there on that bed looking so fucking hot and ready to fuck and said "Fuck me somebody, fuck me. I don't care who, just fuck me".
So being the great guy I am, I said "Randy, go for it brother, fuck her good". As he started to fuck my wife it was time my wife got some of me. She took my hard cock in her mouth and sucked it like it was her last meal. "MMMMMM OOOOHH GOD FUCK ME , OH I LOVE SUCKING YOUR DICK BABY, MMMMMMMM YES YES".
We ended the night when I decided to be camera man and watched her get it doggy style. He slammed my wife's pussy until she SCREAMED in orgasm. The look on my wife's face said it all. She had this hot eyes rolled in the back of your head, disbelief on what just happened and that undeniable fresh fucked look. Watching a woman as beautiful, irresistible, hot,sexy and ambitious as my wife getting her fantasy fulfilled and seeing the fun she had and the looks in her eyes, MY GOD. That was the single hottest thing I have ever witnessed in all my life. I will get an erection for many years to come from that very intense experience. I'm lucky to have my own personal little slut.
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We went to Phoenix, had a good vacation and at the end of the week I said to Linda that we had not done anything sexy during the week. She replied; why not call that Charles that we had met? I did and we got together for dinner at a small bistro in Phoenix. We ate and talked and when finished Charles asked what we had in mind? He said do you want to go for a drink and dancing? I said no thanks, we were tired and were flying to NY the next day but he was welcome to come to our hotel for a drink with us. He accepted and followed us to our hotel.
We went to our room, we had liquor there. Linda and Charles had Vodka and Sprite and I had Rum and Coke. We talked and there was no mention about sex. Then Charles stood and took Linda by the hand to stand, she did, and he proceeded to kiss her passionately for a long time. She had another drink and he continued to kiss her again. I could see she liked it and was getting heated up. She likes good kissing. She stepped back and opened two buttons on her blouse. They kissed again and he ran his hands all over her body. He then opened more buttons until you could see her bra and her blouse was completely open. They kissed more and he felt her rear and unhooked her bra. He explored her naked breasts and sucked on her nipples. Then he removed her blouse and bra and enjoyed her breasts and nipples.
She stepped out of her skirt and they played more while he removed her panties so she was naked. She opened his pants and he took them off. They got on the bed and played and kissed more. He opened her legs and went down on her while I played with her breasts and nipples. Then Charles was over her but not on her and they kissed. His penis was just touching her near her clit. She reached down and pushed it into her pussy and he exploded immediately. Linda said she never felt so much cum, it was all over her and on her naked shaved pubes. Then I was so hot and did her again to a wild orgasm.
We will never forget this night and hope who ever reads it will also enjoy our experience. This was a first for us, we never did something like this before.
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Several months later I ask Puffy if she thought about joining the lifestyle and became very thrilled when she responded she had but I would need to promise that we set rules and never violate those rules. Needless to say that was the start of some very interesting times but the time I wish to tell about was our third encounter.
The ordeal started with me getting online and finding a very friendly black gentleman from Ohio. After several emails back and forth discussing what was acceptable we decided on a date and place to meet. When the day of our meeting finally arrived I was filled with excitement and very nervous and could tell Puffy had the same feelings, but we had made a commitment and we had no thought of standing this gentleman up. At about 2 p.m. we packed a bag, got in the truck and headed west. After several hours of driving and discussion we found a motel and phoned our guest telling him where we were and exactly how to find us. After waiting for what seemed like days we heard a car pull up at the room and a knock on the door.
I opened the door and invited him in we went through the normal introductions and afterwards Puffy ask him if he was ok with her slipping into something more comfortable; naturally she got his approval. When she returned she was wearing a very small black teddy and he could not take his eyes off her. Having had prior experience Puffy walked up to him and gave him a hug and kiss and placed her hand on his leg as a tease, he stood up and ask if he could make himself more comfortable and removed his clothing to his underwear.
When he set back on the bed he and Puffy kissed and rubbed each other for several minutes until she finally had him stand up as she got on her knees in front of him. At this point she started to slide down his underwear and when she did the surprise on her face is something I still see to this day. What she encountered was a semi hard black cock that was already 9" long and very, very thick she looked at me in total amazement and ask what the hell am I going to do with this. I told her, you wanted a big black cock so do with it what you do with any other cock.
Upon hearing this she placed the head in her mouth and started moving her head up and down on this enormous cock that kept getting bigger and bigger with every movement of her face. After about 10 minutes of sucking our friend laid Puffy on the edge of the bed and said it was his turn. He put his face between her legs and started sucking her clit until she started moaning with delight. I could see his enormous cock throbbing as he continued to suck on her pussy and she continued to moan. At this point Puffy set up and ask him to put his cock in her but please take it slow because she did not think she could take it all and she was not into pain.
Our friend stood up, laid Puffy back on the bed and spread her legs, I could see her swollen wet pussy anticipating what was about to happen. He placed the head of that enormous cock at her opening and very gently started to push one inch at a time until he had about 7" in then he pulled back and started pushing again. I could see the wettness of Puffy on this man's cock as he exited her and the anticipation on her face of him entering again. After several strokes he had 9 or 10" of cock in Puffy and seemed content so he just continued fucking her stroke after stroke with Puffy moaning oh my god what a cock.
This action continued for about 15 minutes then I saw Puffy become very tense and scream oh my god I am going to cum. After allowing her to complete her orgasm he turned her on all fours and entered her from behind. He again placed the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy and started pushing however, this time he did not stop at the 9" mark he grabbed her by her love handles and slammed her with his entire 12" cock. I could see the cringe on her face as he hit bottom and more. Puffy shot forward off his cock in an attempt to get away but he grabbed her and slammed her a second time and a third. His cock was going places inside Puffy no cock had ever been before and he knew it. After about ten slams Puffy started cumming and I stopped taking pictures, I just wanted to watch Puffy getting fucked by this enormous cock, hear her moan and moan and watch her cum time after time for what seemed like hours.
There is more to this story that I will write as part 2.
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Our flight had a 3 hour lay-over in Dallas. We went to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. We saw a couple about our age sitting across from us. They too looked like they were going on vacation. We toasted to our weekend away and headed for the gate. The couple across the bar was sitting in the same gate, apparently heading to Mexico as well.
We boarded the plane and the women from the couple took the aisle seat next to my wife. She was a nice looking woman with red hair and an average build. I admittedly was trying to sneak a peak at her boobs from the side of her tank top. My wife and the women, Jill, began talking about where each couple was headed. To our surprise, they were heading to the same resort as we were. We agreed that we would have a drink one night at the bar, or sit on the beach together. Her husband was Jeff. He was a pretty normal looking guy with dark hair. We got off the plane and grabbed our bags.
We saw Jeff and Jill on the taxi to the resort. It was noontime when we got to the hotel. So my wife and I put on our bathing suits and headed to the beautiful tropical sand.
I’m not much for the beach but this was nice. The resort was pretty empty as our trip was off season. Needless to say the weather was hot. The drinks were very refreshing in the hot sun and it was not long before we were both feeling a bit drunk. I went to the water to cool off. Floating on my raft watching the boats go by. I looked back to the beach and saw that Jill and Jeff had joined my wife on the beach. I saw my wife point to me and Jeff grabbed a raft and joined me in the water. We chatted about nothing special and had a few laughs about the topless women on the beach. We joked that our wives should join the topless scene. The girls joined us in the water and asked us what was so funny. We told them about our feelings that they should be topless like the other girls on the beach.
“When we get back to the sand, we will”, Jill said. We floated for a bit more then headed back to the shore. Jill kept her word and took off her top. My wife followed. Thank god I was sitting down and no one could see my cock start to swell. Jeff was not so lucky.
“JEFF!!!” Jill joked as his package grew in his shorts.
His face grew red with embarrassment.
“Let’s play horseshoes”, I said.
We played couple vs. couple so my wife was next to Jeff and I was next to Jill. I enjoyed watching Jeff admire my wife’s ass as she would bend over to pick up the shoes. I also enjoyed watching Jill’s breasts sway as she made her throws.
“I noticed that you didn’t seem as excited when we took our tops off”, Jill said.
“I am just better at hiding it”, I replied.
After a few games and more drinks we headed back to our rooms to shower and change for dinner. As we showered I stood behind my wife admiring the tans lines that were only on her bottom. I felt my cock began to swell so I moved closer to her and she leaned forward to allow me easy access. Gripping her hips tightly, I fucked her hard and deep as her wetness slid up and down me. I could not hold back and sent a rush of cum deep inside her. We did not speak at all during the sex. The heat, the drinks, and the excitement of our day were enough to build our sexual tension. We kissed and held each other as the shower water cooled off our hot skin.
We had a traditional Mexican dinner. The restaurant was filled with laughter and music. After dinner we thought a walk on the beach would be a nice way to enjoy the rest of the evening. As we walked through the resort we saw a few hot tubs and swimming pools that could be used 24 hours. We found a quiet small pool and decided to take a swim. There was no one around so we stripped off our clothes and jumped in. We settled in the corner of the pool to watch the last rays of the sun disappear.
We were enjoying the quiet and relaxation of our personal ocean when we heard, “Hey guys”. It was Jill and Jeff, assumingly taking a walk as well. The light was low so they could not tell that we were nude. “We will get our suits and join you guys”, Jeff said.
I chuckled and ask him to get some for us too.
“Oh”, Jill stated as she looked to Jeff for approval. “Skinny dipping is fun”, she exclaimed as she pulled her sun dress over her head to reveal her bra and thong panties. Jeff began to strip down as well. My wife finally got a nice look at his cock as he slipped out of his underwear. Jeff seemed easily excited as he started to get hard as he climbed into the water. I could tell by my wife’s body language that she would enjoy taking him into her mouth. Not knowing how open they were, we would never make the first move.
They settled in across from us and we talked about how much we had enjoyed the day. I agreed to run the pool bar and get some drinks for the 4 of us. Jill offered to join me to help carry them.
“Sure”, I said “as long as these two can be trusted”.
“We will be fine”, my wife exclaimed.
I got a much better view of Jill’s body as she dried off and pulled over just her sun dress. We took the short walk to the bar and made small talk about the resort as we went. I was thinking how erotic it would be to come back to the pool and find my wife’s lips around Jeff’s cock, while Jill sucked me from out of their view.
We came back to the pool to find Jeff and my wife sitting closer but nothing more. I’m sure my wife wanted to make sure that he got a good look at her beautiful ass and pussy. We drank and laughed and the tensions eased.
“Let’s play a game”, my wife said, “Truth or Dare”.
Everyone agreed and after a few truth questions about how many people we kissed in high school, I raised the stakes.
“Truth” Jill said.
I smiled and asked “Have you ever watched another girl pleasure your husband?”.
“No” she exclaimed, but did not seem offended. It was my wife’s turn and she asked Jill another question
“Dare!” she said.
After thinking for a bit my wife came up with her dare.
“Give Jeff a hand job until he is fully hard.” Without missing a beat, Jeff sat on the ledge of the pool. Jill moved between his legs and began stroking his cock until it was swollen with excitement. I started to swell watching her hand move up and down his shaft. My wife moved closer and put her hand on me, massaging me to full arousal.
“My turn”, Jill announced.
“Dare”, my wife exclaimed as Jill presented the option.
“Take my place over here”, Jill giggled.
My wife slid over to between Jeff’s legs and took his cock in her skillful hands. Jill looked towards me to see if I would show some signs of becoming unhappy, but I was just the opposite. I enjoy watching my wife make another man crazy. She is an amazing lover and can make any man weak in the knees. Her hands moved up and down him as she sat up slightly out of the water so he could see her breasts.
“Care to help me Jill?” My wife asked.
Jill slid over next to her and massaged Jeff’s thighs and balls. He leaned back on his hands as my wife lowered her head and swallow him with one motion. I love watching a cock disappear in my wife’s mouth. Jill seemed a little nervous but excited by sharing Jeff’s cock.
“I can not hold out”, Jeff moaned as he sent a rope of hot cum onto the chests of his two lovers. Jerking his cock faster my wife coaxed every drop of him onto her breasts. Jill was flush with excitement and my cock was nearly ready to explode.
My wife slid back into the water and swam over to me. We kissed as I whispered to her what a bad girl she was.
“Lay on the edge”, I said.
My wife obliged and lay on the side of the pool giving me access to her very wet pussy. I slid my tongue inside her tasting the excitement. She moved her hands to her breasts as I slid my fingers and tongue inside her. I could hear Jill and Jeff whispering back and forth but was more focused on tasting my wife.
I could feel the water moving as Jill swam up behind me to get a better look at what I was doing. She was shy but started to touch me. First my back and shoulders and as her courage grew, she moved her hands to my stomach, slowly brushing by my erection as her hands explored my chest and stomach. Finally, she reached down a held my cock in her hands. Her head was over my shoulders watching closely what I was doing to my wife. I curved my finger and tugged slowly in my wife’s pussy. Jill’s grip tightened as she watched the cum stream from my wife’s pussy.
I turned and faced Jill and I could see a very lustful look in her eyes. “Would you like a turn”, I asked.
Jeff was still reeling from the milking my wife had given him. Jill took her place next to my wife and slowly ran my tongue up and down her pussy. My wife flipped over to watch me working Jill. She would kiss my ears and neck and whisper how hot it was. My wife then moved over to Jeff and lay on top of him kissing him and grinding her pussy into him, coaxing him back to an erection.
Jill came immediately, watching my wife sandwiching Jeff’s cock between the lovely cheeks of her ass and her hand. I knew that my wife would not fuck Jeff without everyone agreeing, but she was going to make him want to fuck her, one way or the other. Jill’s sweetness filled my mouth as I sucked the juices from her, her fingers gripped tightly in my hair.
“I want to taste you”, Jill exclaimed as I sat on the ledge to receive some pleasure. I had more then shared my wife with Jeff and I was going to enjoy his, with any luck.
Jill was not as good at sucking cock as my wife was, but it was still exciting to watch her red hair fall down over my cock as her head moved up and down. I looked across the pool to see my wife had Jeff’s arms pinned above his head as she sucked his neck. His hard cock was barely splitting the lips of her pussy. She would slowly push her pussy against his cock and rock her hips back and forth. She was quite the tease! I turn my attention back to Jill as she could feel the pressure building inside. She opened her mouth as the first rope of cum flew from me, then lowering her mouth and swallowed as I filled her with my excitement.
My wife called to Jill saying that Jeff was ready. Jill dragged her nails down my thighs as she moved away. She climbed out of the pool and sat down on the rock hard erection my wife had made for her. My wife was on all fours kissing Jeff as his wife rode up and down his cock. I swam over and climbed out. Taking a position behind my wife, I moved two fingers inside of her while stroking my cock back to hardness. It did not take long watching my wife’s tongue dart in and out on Jeff’s mouth combined with watching his cock disappear into the red hairs of his wife’s pussy. Ready for action, I moved behind my wife to enjoy my favorite place on her body.
The sound of her muffled moans as her lips remained on Jeff’s was making this sex even hotter. I made sure to make long strokes as I knew Jill was watching the fucking I was giving to my wife. Once again, the cum flowed from my wife. I would pull out just a bit as she came 3 or 4 times. After her last flow, I buried my cock deep inside her and had yet another intense orgasm. My wife’s hand had moved down to Jeff’s balls and with a skillful squeeze, he filled Jill with his hot cream.
After a quick count I knew that no one had been left out of the action. I sat back in the pool and my wife joined me. Everyone was still and a bit giddy. This was a vacation that no of us expected. I open my phone to see that it was getting late. We agreed that we would meet up on the beach tomorrow. After, we all got a good night sleep of course!
My wife and I held hands as we walked along the shoreline back to our room. “I thought you were going to fuck him for a few minutes there”, I said.
My wife smiled and said, “Nah”. But I think she found Jeff very attractive.
“I’m ok with it”, I explained.
“Right”, she laughed as we strolled along with our feet in the water. Sleep came easy that night. The sexual satisfaction, combined with the sounds and breeze from the ocean, made for a peaceful sleep for the both of us. I did not think we could top that experience with another couple, until the next day.
PART 2----
We awoke refreshed and a bit hungry. The resort had delivered some food and we sat on the terrace and admired the beautiful view. I was hoping that these next few days would be filled with even more sex then the night before. We finished our food and once again headed to the beach.
Jill and Jeff were in the same spot that we had met them the day before. “Good Morning”, they said has we sat down in the sand. Jill was already topless and my wife followed quickly. There was not a lot of chatting and I was hoping that no one was unhappy about the night before.
“Would you guys like to go to a private cove?”, Jeff asked. “For a few dollars, we can go by boat and get dropped off”, he added.
I thought this would be a great time. So we all packed some things and headed for the dock. The boat ride was quick and we arrived in a tropical paradise with a small waterfall. There was nothing but trees all around. The sun was high in the sky and view in the cove was beautiful. There were large rocks that filled the banks of the cove forming a beautiful swimming area.
I raised the stakes early by removing my swim shorts and jumping into the clear blue water. The others followed and we laughed and swam around the cove. I noticed that my wife was staying very close to Jeff. I knew that she was hoping for another round with him. After a while, we found a nice big rock that we could all lay on. The warm sun on our naked bodies was so nice. I felt myself drifting in and out of sleep. The sun and warmth was better then any blanket. I fell asleep listening to sounds of the waterfall.
I felt a warm tongue on my neck. “They went behind the waterfall”, Jill said. I was surprised to here someone other then my wife whisper in my ear. Jill’s hand had moved to my cock and she was massaging me gently until my cock was fully hard. Without a word her mouth moved to my cock. Her lips surrounded my cock and her ass sway in the sun, as she moved up and down my shaft.
“Let’s see what they are doing”, she said. We climbed into the water and quietly made our way to the waterfall. When we cleared the curtain of water I was floored by the site. My wife was on all fours as Jeff slammed his cock into her tight pussy. Her eyes were closed tightly as he filled her with his manhood. My erection was now twitching with excitement. I have heard the moans before but it was very hot to see my wife experiencing a new man.
Jill was also very turned on. She took my hand a we took a position close to my wife and her new lover. I lay on my back as Jill swallowed my cock with her wet pussy. My wife looked up to see that I was experiencing a new lover as well. She smiled and turned on to her back to allow Jeff to fuck her missionary style. Our heads were very close and I could hear her coaxing Jeff along. I gripped Jill tightly by the hips as she rode me. I could feel her pussy tighten as she came from the pleasure of my cock inside her and the visual of Jeff’s cock sliding in and out of my wife.
“I am going to cum”, Jeff exclaimed.
“Oh, cum inside me”, my wife responded as her hands moved to his ass pulling his cock deep inside her.
“OHHHH” he cried as he filled my wife with his cream.
I heard the familiar sigh she makes when she knows that her pussy is filling with hot cum. The feeling was incredible hot as Jill continued to ride me. Jeff had collapsed on my wife and they were kissing deeply. Jill came again as she slid up and down moaning with pleasure. Even though I was enjoying Jill, I wanted to finish inside my wife. I reached for my wife’s hand as Jill went to massage Jeff back to action.
My wife lay on her back as I slid myself inside her. Her pussy was wet from the excitement and the wetness Jeff had blasted inside her. Her legs wrapped around my waist, she matched my thrusts with excitement. She knew that she was going to use her tight pussy to coax juices from 2 men in the same experience.
“Does it feel good?”, she whispered.
“Of course”, I replied
“Do you want some more?”.
“MMM” she cried as I increased the pace.
I pushed deeply and exploded inside her, adding to the mixture that Jeff had left behind. My wife came as well, her pussy milking each drop from me, just as she had done just minutes before to Jeff. I remained inside not wanting to leave her warm and wet pussy.
As we lay still caressing each other bodies we heard the sound of a boat heading up the cove.
“Shit”, I cried as we all jumped into the water. Jumping back into our swim suits just in time, the boat from the resort arrived. We each grabbed a cold drink on the boat for the ride back. We knew that we had experienced something that could never be topped. We climbed from the boat and walked back to the room. As my wife started the shower, I once again felt my cock start to swell. The images of our experience still fresh in my mind.
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Linda came from a large Italian family living in the same area we did. One of those family members was her cousin Sandy. Sandy looks an awful lot like Linda in her facial features and build. She was a little taller and a little lighter in her complexion but all and all they could pass for sisters instead of cousins. Linda was a few years older than Sandy so they never really traveled in the same social circles while growing up. They spent a lot of time together at family gatherings and got along great together but always seemed to have a different social group of friends due to their age differences. Although Sandy was a very sexy lady in her late twenties the thought of involving her or her husband Glen in any of our parties had never really crossed our minds.
As with most Italians their families are always an important feature in their lives. Another of their cousins was going to get married so Sharon and Linda decided to throw her a bachelorette party. In the preparation for that party they decided they needed to make a shopping trip to the city to buy some X-Rated favors for the party.
They took off one Friday to do their shopping. Linda had taken our youngest daughter to her mothers that morning and the other two were going to ride the bus there after school so they had the whole day to spend shopping. Sandy’s daughter was spending the weekend with her ex-husband so the two were not rushed in any way that day.
From what Linda told me later that after they got to the city they started their shopping at an adult book store. Sandy had told Linda that she had never been to one before and was a little reluctant about going inside when they got there. Linda told her that this early in the morning they would probably be the only people in there so there wasn’t anything to really worry about.
Neither knew exactly what they wanted to get but knew they wanted something naughty and very sexy. So they went inside to see what they could find that would fit their plans. Just inside the door were a number of book shelves loaded with adult books. Further into the store they came to a display case loaded with a wide assortment of dildos. Both girls looked through the display trying to find something that would catch their eye. For Sandy that something turned out to be a 12-inch dildo. Linda said she looked at it for a few seconds before turning to her and asking “my god have you ever seen anything that big on a real man”? Linda thought about it for a second and answered “yes as a matter of fact I have”. Sandy looked at her for a second before saying that she had been with a few men and had never seen anything close to being that big on any of them.
They bought a few things at the book store before continuing their shopping spree at Victoria Secret. They bought a few things there and by mid-afternoon had finished shopping and started home. Linda said that on the drive home Sandy was really quiet and seemed to be lost in her own thoughts for most of the way home.
When they got back in town it dawned on them that they hadn’t had any lunch yet so they stopped at a little Mexican restaurant to get a bit to eat. Being it was between lunch and dinner in the mid-afternoon the restaurant was empty except for the two of them. As they were looking at the menu Sandy said that she was in the mood for a drink and tequila sounded good right now. They ordered something to snack on and two tequila shooters with a beer back.
The waitress brought their drinks with some chips and dip. The girls toasted a successful shopping spree and an all around fun day. After downing the tequila and taking a sip from their beer both girls slipped into their own thoughts for a minute. Sandy seemed to have something on her mind that she was giving a lot of thought to since they had left the adult book store. Linda didn’t want to pry and figured that Sandy would tell her what was on her mind if she wanted her to know.
Sandy broke her silence and asks Linda if she could ask her a question. Sure Linda told her you can ask me anything you know that. Well Sandy started I don’t want to sound like I’m prying and you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to but I just have to ask you, you said that you have seen a real cock as big as that dildo we saw. Linda nodded her head and Sandy continued well I was just wondering if you actually had sex with him or just saw it and if you did what was it like. Why do you want to know that Linda ask her. Well I have always been curious as to what it would be like to be with a man that was that big.
Linda thought for a minute before she answered her. This is just between us right and it won’t go any further than just the two of us right. Sandy nodded her head and told her that she would never tell a soul. Yes Linda said I had sex with him. It was like nothing I have ever experienced before. It was a little painful at first until I got used to it but after I did I loved it. I never felt so filled in my life. I could even feel his pulse as his cock pulsed inside me. He didn’t even have to move to stimulate me just the pulsating of a cock that big inside you is enough to bring you over the top.
Sandy ordered another round of shooters. After downing the second shooter Sandy told Linda that she had always dreamed about being with a man that big but now that she was married she said she would probably never have the chance.
Have you ever mentioned your fantasy to Glen (her husband) Linda ask her. No not really Sandy answered. But to be real honest with you I think it would turn him on to see me with a man that big. I know that sounds sick but I think it would.
I don’t think it sounds sick a lot of men are turned on by the thought of watching their wife with another man. Have you guys ever talked about that sort of thing before?
Do you really think so Sandy said I thought Glen might be a little strange for thinking about things like that? For about the last six months he has been bringing home swinger magazines with stories about couples having sex with other couples, bringing other men to their beds for 3 somes other women and group sex all kinds of stuff like that. He even found an adult video with group sex scenes in it.
I guess the big question then is did the thought of this kind of sex turn you on Linda asked. To be honest, I’m kind of embarrassed to admit it but it does turn me on to think about it Sandy told her. We have talked about it in bed and it has lead to some of the best sex we have had since we have been married.
Have you ever talked about a couple you would be interested in having sex with in that way Linda asked her. Sandy looked at her, took a sip from her beer and said please don’t get mad but we have talked about having sex with you and Daryl. Linda smiled and told her how could I be mad about the fact that you find us sexy and fantasize about having sex with us?
The girls continued to talk about different sexual topics for the better part of the next hour. Linda finally looked at Sandy and asks her if she was ready to fulfill her fantasy or if she still wanted them to remain fantasies. Sandy thought about it before she said she thought she would like to fulfill her fantasies.
Linda said that it sounds like Glen is going to be into this but does she think when fantasy becomes reality will he will still find it exciting. I think so Sandy said I know he has sure talked about it enough to make me think that is what he wants to do. He has tried to talk me into going to swinger dances, swinger clubs or just getting together with another couple for the last six months.
Well to be honest with you Linda said the idea sounds exciting to me also. Do you think that you and Glen would be interested in getting together with us in that way. Without hesitation Sandy said yes that they would. I told you that we have talked about it with you guys but I never thought that you guys would ever be interested in us in that way Sandy said. Then Sandy added that Glen had been turned on by Linda for years and she had also been attracted to me. Sandy said that she needed to find a couple that she was both attracted to and comfortable with to do something like this and she was both attracted and comfortable with us.
Well why don’t you call Glen and tell him to come over to our place tonight when he gets off work and we will see how everything works out. Sandy didn’t say a word she just got up and went to the phone to call Glen. When she came back to the table she was laughing. Linda asks her what was so funny. Sandy told her that she had called Glen at work and told him that tonight he was going to get the chance to make his fantasies come true. She said she just told him to come over to our house after he got off work and she would see him there. I know he is going to be very uncomfortable for the rest of the day because he is going to be hard for the rest of the day at work Sandy added.
Linda called me and said you're not going to believe this but Sandy and Glen are going to be coming over tonight for a little party. This sounded great to me and I was looking forward to having a little fun after work.
Sandy was excited but also a little nervous about her first time with another couple. She ask Linda how she thought we should do this. Linda thought for a minute before coming up with an idea. Well being this is the first time for you guys we should really make sure that everybody is going to be into this before we take it too far. What I think we could do is we will have a couple of drinks to loosen things up then I will suggest we go to the hot tub. Of course you won’t have a bathing suit so we will go in the nude. After we get comfortable in the tub you start rubbing Daryl’s cock under the water and I’ll do the same to Glen. It shouldn’t take too long to figure out if everybody is comfortable with things going further.
When I got home from work a little before six I was met at the door by Linda. She was all smiles when she gave me a kiss just inside the door. Hi hon she said Sandy is in the din and Glen should be her any time so why don’t you take a quick shower before you join us and we will start something for dinner. Ok I said you’ve got a deal. I stuck my head in the din on the way by to say hello to Sandy on my way to the shower.
It didn’t take me any time at all to strip and jump in the shower. While I was in the shower Linda brought me a drink and with a smile announced that if I didn’t hurry up they were going to start without me. When I got out of the shower I put on a pair of comfortable old levis, a tee shirt and a pair of sandals before rejoining the girls in the din.
Both girls were giggling like school girls when I entered to the din. They were both on the couch and both had drank just enough to give both of them a very happy buzz. They were laughing and joking about something when I entered in the room. When they saw me enter the room Linda jumped up saying hi babe as she put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. Sandy stood up also so when Linda backed away a little I stepped over to Sandy to greet her. I put my arms around her and gave her a light kiss saying hello there it’s so nice to see you.
We were still standing in the den when the door bell rang announcing Glen's arrival. Linda said I’ll get it as she trotted off to the front door to great Glen. I don’t think Glen had even got inside the door before Linda gave him a hug and a friendly kiss welcoming him to our home.
While Linda went to the door I was still standing in the den with my arms around Sandy’s waist. I let my hands roam up and down her back as I ask her what all Linda and her had been up to today. Oh just a little shopping and a little of this and a little of that was her reply. We chatted about nothing in particular and as we chatted I let my hands roam further down her back until I was rubbing the small of her back just above her ass. Sandy offered not resistance and just stood in front of me with her arms around my neck looking up at me. I couldn’t resist the urge so I let my hands slid down her back and brush lightly over her ass. She just smiled up at me and ran her tongue over her lips. I told her I’m so glad they were able to come over tonight just before I bent down and gave her another kiss. As I did I cupped her ass with both hands and pulled her into me. Sandy was starting to respond to me when we heard Linda and Glen talking as they were coming into the din. Sandy pulled away just before they got there and walked over to greet Glen as they entered the room. As Sandy gave Glen a kiss Linda looked over at me with a smile and gave me a little wink.
Does anybody want a beer or a drink I ask as I headed toward the kitchen. Sure was the reply from Glen but both Linda and Sandy said they were fine for now. Linda said she had fixed a sandwich tray if anybody was hungry. We all agreed that sounded great.
After Linda and I returned to the din with the sandwich tray we all set around talking for the better part of an hour. It was almost eight when Linda looked at me and said why don’t you check the hot tub and see if the water is hot enough yet. Glen got up with me and joined me as I went out to check the water in the tub. The temp was about 102, looks like it’s ready I told Glen. Are you ready to soak for a little bit. Glen said he would love to but Sandy hadn’t said anything to him about it and he hadn’t brought any bathing suits. I smiled at him and said well that’s alright Glen we never were bathing suit in the tub anyway, so if that doesn’t bother you guys were good with it. Sure Glen answered with a broad smile it sounds good to me. Good replied to him let’s go tell the girls that the waters ready and get in the tub then.
Glen hesitated as we started back into the house and ask me if I had any idea what the girls were up to tonight. I don’t really know I told him but what ever it is I been married to Linda long enough to know to just go with the flow and have fun with it. He thought about that for a moment then joined me as I reentered the house.
We went back into the den where the girls were sitting on the couch. The waters ready are you two ready to get in the tub I ask them. Before they could answer Glen looked at Sandy and said you know I didn’t bring any bathing suit. Sandy smiled at him and said I know but we are all adults so I don’t think it’s a big deal I’m fine with it if you are. Sure he said with a smile I don’t have a problem with it I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with being nude.
Before the conversation could carry on any further Linda got up and said great looks like everybody’s good with being naked in the tub. Come on Sandy lets go get undressed and I’ll get you a robe. I guess we’re stuck with undressing outside I told Glen. He followed me outside where we both stripped down and got into the tub.
A few minutes later Sandy and Linda joined us both wearing robes. Linda walked up to the tub and felt the water. Feel just right she said to Sandy with a smile. Linda took off her robe and climbed the steps to get in the water. As she did Glen tried not to be to obvious about watching her as she got in. Linda smiled and put her hand on his shoulder to steady herself as she climbed in. She moved to the far side of Glen and set down. Sandy looked a little shaky as she took off her robe and climbed the steps to the tub. I stood up and offered her my hand, telling her to just step on the seat as she was getting in. I was amazed at how similar Sandy and Linda were. They were both beautiful woman with almost exactly the same body features. As Sandy steeped into the tub I couldn’t help but notice that she had trimmed her pubic hair in the shape of a heart. What a sexy touch I thought to myself.
Sandy set down between Glen and I after she got in the tub. She leaned back to enjoy the warm water as it engulfed her body. Oh this feels great she said after a few moments. This is the only way to end a day Linda added this tub is one of the best purchases we have ever made. We continued to make small talk for a while just enjoying the water and the company.
As we were talking I eased around a little letting the jets hit different parts of my back. Of course by doing so I eased a little closer to Sandy. My thigh was now brushing hers and she made no attempt to move over. We continued to chat with my thigh rubbing against hers. I eased my right hand over and lightly touched her thigh brushing my finger over her left thigh. When she made no attempt to move or to stop me as I rested my hand on her thigh and lightly massaged it. Sandy looked over at me and smiled the next thing I knew she brushed her hand very lightly over my cock. In the water her touch was so light I could barely feel it. But knowing it was there was enough to cause my cock to come to life.
As my cock got harder Sandy’s touch got firmer. She wrapped her fingers around it and slowly started stocking it up and down. She was looking at Linda and Glen as Sandy stroked my cock to the point of being fully erect. As she did I eased my hand between her legs and rubbed my fingers over her pussy. She spread her legs wider giving me access to her pussy. As I eased a finger over her opening I could feel her juices were flowing. I looked over at Linda and noticed that left arm was moving up and down a little with her hand under the water and knew she was stroking Glen's cock.
Just as I was about to slid a finger into Sandy I felt Glen's hand touch the back of my hand. He froze for a moment before sliding his hand up and massaged Sandy’s right breast. As he did I eased a finger into Sandy’s tight little pussy. As my finger entered her she squeezed my cock and closed her eyes as she let out a small moan of pleasure.
Linda looked over at her with a smile and said with a chuckle are you all right Sandy the warm water isn’t making you light head is it. Sandy opened her eyes and looked at her before saying I’m getting light headed but it isn’t the water that’s causing it. Well then it might be from stroking two hard cocks at the same time maybe it’s a little too much for you why don’t you just concentrate on one for a while and I’ll play with the other one. They both laughed and Sandy said maybe you're right but it just felt so good to have one in each hand.
Linda looked at me and said you know maybe Sandy would enjoy my favorite jet why don’t you show her where it is and how to use it? Sure I said be glad to would you like to see Linda’s favorite jet I ask Sandy. Ok she said where is it? Right over here I told her as I stood up and reached for her hand. We waded over to the other side of the tub. Ok I told her what you want to do, just lean back against me and let you feet float up. When you do I will walk to over to the edge of the tub right there and as I support you raise your legs over the side of the tub and I will ease you into the jet. Do you mean, yes I do I smiled at her that is exactly what I mean try it you’ll like it. I will support you and you just move to make it hit all the right spots.
We maneuvered around to the jets. Sandy’s legs were over the edge of the tub and I eased her forward to where the warm jets of water would hit her pussy. She was a little tentative at first but after a few seconds she had found the position were the jets were hitting her just right. I held her with her back resting on my chest and my arms under her arms and around her body to just below her breast.
Slowly at first Sandy started moving her body changing the point the jets of water were hitting her. She would arch her back and roll her hips. Moving so that the stream of water would hit her pussy in different spots. As she moved my cock would rub against her back giving me little shots of pleasure. After several minutes of this her movements started getting more and more jerky. Her breathing started coming in gasps. Her eyes were closed and her head was resting on my chest. I reached around and cupped her breast one in each hand. I massaged her breast and lightly pulled her nipples between my thumb and fore finger. She continued moving so that the jet of water would hit her clit before moving it away to another area around her pussy.
Her moans turned to cries of pleasure as she screamed out her orgasm. She reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit as she went over the top. I held her in position until her orgasm subsided and she moved her legs from the edge of the tub back under her again. As she did she reached around behind her and rubbed the sides of both my thighs as she leaned her body back against me. With my hard cock sticking straight up it rested between the cheeks of her ass as I held her while she got her breath back again.
As I was holding Sandy from behind and enjoying the feel of her body against mine when I heard a moan behind us. I maneuvered around so we could both see what was going on with Linda and Glen. Linda was sitting on the edge of the tub and Glen was kneeling in front of her with his head between her legs. She had her legs spread wide and resting over his shoulders as she held his head to her pussy with both hands. It was apparent from her breathing and moans that she was enjoying what he was doing to her and that she was close to cumming. Her head was tilted back, her eyes were closed as she started whimpering out her orgasm.
I couldn’t resist the urge to be inside Sandy. There were so many things I wanted to do with her but right now I just needed to feel my cock inside her very wet pussy. I eased Sandy forward toward the edge of the tub and eased her upper body forward to where she was in position for me to enter her from behind. With her hands supporting her on the side of the tub I eased my cock between her legs. As my cock rubbed her pussy Sandy reached between her wide spread legs, she grasp my cock and guided it into her pussy as we both watched Glen eating Linda’s pussy. With one smooth motion I thrust my cock all the way into Sandy‘s tight wet pussy. She moaned as I held it all the way inside her. She started moving her hips and arching her back with to a slow easy rhythm. Sandy had a way of contracting the muscles in her pussy in a way that I had never experienced before. It was like she was milking my cock with her pussy. She had undoubtedly practiced this to the point that she had a very unique way to treat a man that was lucky enough to have his cock in her pussy.
I was so lost in the wonderful feeling Sandy was treating my cock to I almost lost track of what Linda and Glen were doing. When I checked on them again Glen was starting to move up her body. He was now sucking and licking her nipples as he massaged with her tits with both hands. Linda had cum once but to really rock her world I knew she needed a hard cock in her pussy. As Glen was working his way up her body to give her what I knew she wanted Linda eased him back a little stopping his advance.
Linda gave Glen a quick kiss then looked over at us saying , it’s getting a little cool out here why don’t we all go inside where it’s warmer. All agreed with her that it would be better to go inside. Sandy and I watched as Linda and Glen climbed out of the tub and started drying off. Sandy looked over her shoulder and smiled at me before saying why don’t we continue this inside. I had to agree with her but damn it took a lot of willpower to ease my cock out of that wonderful feeling pussy.
Linda threw her robe over her shoulders and lead Glen into the house followed in short order by Sandy and I. Linda made a bee line to the bedroom where she lit some candles and set the mood lighting to a romantic glow before rejoining the rest of us in the kitchen where we were pouring a little wine. Soon we all had a glass of wine and were ready to continue where we had left off. Linda surveyed the other three naked bodies in the room before saying I think we should continue this in the bedroom. We all followed her into the bedroom like a group of school kids following their teacher.
Just inside the bedroom Linda turned around and wrapped her hand around Glen’s cock. With a smile she looked him in the eye as he was taking in her naked body. She ask him if he was ready to continue where they had left off. He answered her by placing a hand on each of her shoulders and pulling her to him kissing her passionately.
I turned to Sandy wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. Her body was warm and soft against my body. Are you alright with all this I ask her as I held her close to me. She smiled and told me that she got excited thinking about doing this but she found it even more exciting than she could have ever imagined it being. With that I bent down and kissed her lips. As my lips touched her I felt her lips part and her tongue met mine. After a few seconds she pulled back slightly looking me in the eye with a smile. She started kissing her way down my body. Licking my nipples and running her tongue over my stomach on her way to my cock.
She knelt in front of me taking my cock in her hand as she stared at it. She eased my cock to her lips and ran her tongue over the head licking off some pre-cum that was forming on it. Then she continued licking and kissing her way down the shaft. When she reached the base of my cock she very gently sucked one of my balls into her mouth. She then licked and sucked her way back up the shaft to the head. As her mouth reached the head of my cock she wrapped her lips around it sucking it into her mouth all the way to the base. With my cock all the way down her throat she rolled her eyes up looking at me and continued to look at me as she eased her head back easing my cock out of her mouth again. I have no idea how long we stood there as she repeated this and never taking her eyes from mine. I did know however that if she continued this for much longer I wouldn’t be able to hold back.
I softly told Sandy that I really wanted to taste her pussy. I reached down and helped her to her feet again. As we turned toward the bed I heard a soft slapping sound. Glen was on the bed on top of Linda with his cock pounding in and out of her pussy. Linda had her legs wrapped around his waist and was arching her hips to meet each of his thrust into her. Sandy stared at Glen fucking Linda as we stood at the end of the bed no more than a few feet away from them. We had a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. We stood there for a moment watching before Sandy took my hand and lead me to the other side of the bed.
Lay down Sandy said as we reached the bed. I got on the bed and laid on my back. When Sandy got on the bed she straddled my head and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I moved an extra pillow under my head so I had easy access to her pussy. As I started licking and sucking her pussy she lowered herself down my body taking my cock in her mouth. Sandy was stroking my cock as she sucked and licked it giving me a fantastic blow job while I did my best to please her with my mouth and tongue.
I was rapidly reaching the point of no return and as badly as I wanted to cum in her mouth I wanted to feel that pussy wrapped around my cock again even more. So with sore jaws and a twitching cock I eased her off me and rolled her onto her back. She spread her legs wide as I crawled between them bringing my cock to her pussy. When the head of my cock touched her pussy I rubbed it up and down the length of her slit. She reached between us taking hold of my cock and through clenched teeth told me not to tease her but to put it in. As she held the head of my cock at her entrance I eased forward pushing the head just inside her. She arched her back and hips trying to push my cock inside her. Each time she did I eased back a little just enough to were only the head was in her. She looked me in the I and said one word, please. What could I do, I slammed my hips forward forcing my cock all the way into her pussy in one quick thrust. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she let out a moan of pleasure when all 7 ½ inches of my cock was inside her.
Time after time I would slowly withdraw my cock from her pussy only to slam it all the way back in her again. It was only a few minutes until she closed her eyes thrust her hips up to meet my thrust while holding me by the ass. She held me as firmly into her as she could and she started to scream out her orgasm. I couldn’t hold back any longer and held my cock inside her as firmly as I could and started to cum. I felt spurt after spurt of my cum squirting into her. I held her as tightly as I could without hurting her trying to keep my cock as far in her as possible. We were both panting and gasping for breath as we came together.
As I rested on top of Sandy and she had her arms wrapped around me. As we came down from our orgasmic high we enjoyed the feeling of holding each other. With my face nestled in her neck we tried to catch our breath together. After a few minutes of silence I looked over at Linda and Glen. Like Sandy and I Glen was still laying on top of Linda with his now much softer cock still in her pussy. I felt Sandy rolling her head in their direction also. Linda was looking at us with a smile on her face. In a soft low voice Linda, seeing Sandy looking at her, ask her how was it. Wow was Sandy’s reply I feel great but I could sure use a drink and a snack.
We made our way to the kitchen where Linda put together some snacks. The girls were in there robes but they didn’t make much of an effort to keep them closed while Glen and I stood in the nude. There is just something special about standing around in the nude like that with friends.
After some snacks and fruit juice we headed back into the bedroom for another round of fun. It was a little after four when Sandy and Glen said their good byes. When they did we all knew that we had started something that night that would be far more than just a one time thing.
Over the next few years we meet with Sandy and Glen on an average of once or twice a month for fun and play. We even introduced them to some of our other local friends but that’s another story.
Hope you enjoyed reading about it sorry it was so long.
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Now it takes a tremendous amount of trust and love for each other, as a married couple, to even think about being in this lifestyle. This way of life is not for those who's marriages are in turmoil of any kind, it will only lead it to a miserable ending. Beware that this is not a way to fix problems in a marriage. Occasionally though, for those that can be honest with their partner and themselves, for those few who can truly accept this lifestyle, it can make ones marriage even stronger.
Strangely the catalyst for our involvement with this beautiful lifestyle ,was at first glance our constant search for new spicy things to do during sex. Later we started to gear our desires towards Angela's bisexuality and my passion for satisfying women.
One of the largest misconceptions is that the lifestyle is limited to just wife swapping. Now for some, the wife swapping is a major part of the lifestyle. To us life is never that black and white. As a couple we always look for the grays, there is so much more fun in the middle of the roads.
Angela and I had only been in the lifestyle for a short time. We had discussed for months what we wanted in the playmates we would choose. What our sexual boundaries would be with those playmate and our level of emotional involvement. The difficult part, was finding just the right couple. A couple, with whom we shared the same goals and boundaries while still having the initial sexual and mental attraction to each other. With all that said this still was not a part of our first wonderful tryst.
Like many others we went to the clubs, and found one in particular we could feel free and comfortable. We loved going to the Paradise club to watch and talk with other couples who had a similar appetite for sex. The public displays of lust only made us inpatient as we longed to experience the delight for ourselves
Like over anxious children we rushed into the first time. One Saturday night, I believe it was naked twister night at the club. The club was jammed with other horny lifestyle people from the area. All of whom were touching and fondling each other all over the place. Half naked women and men playing like pubescent teens at a make out party. In many ways it was such erotic fun, yet it was kind of sophomoric foreplay at the same time. As adults, we just seem to relish that stuff don't we? We played the game for a bit with each other, fondling and teasing one another. Truth be told we were a little to scared to actually play with other people. How far would we be expected to go, and were would we truly want each other to stop. After playing a bit with each other, we went down stairs to peek into the rooms. It was about 11:30 and that's usually when they lock the doors and people drift downstairs and the action really starts. We loved watching all those horny people fuck and suck each other with total abandonment. That sweet smell of sex that fills the rooms, inviting us with every whiff. Part of each of us wanting this sexual freedom, not as a separate freedom to be enjoyed alone, but as something we could share as a couple. All we needed was the trust in each other and the right couple, not to mention the courage to play.
Much to our surprise nobody was down stairs at all. Generally by that time of night someone is downstairs fucking their brains out. We decided this was a good time to try getting used to being naked around the club. Our excuse would be, to give each other a massage with Angela's new oil. Although we knew we would be seen, we pretended that our intentions were completely innocent. Still we loved the erotica, that socially unacceptable part of be naked in public.
Now Angela loves this little Wiccan shop up here. The woman who works there, makes Angela herbal mixes and oils for her aroma therapy and Wiccan interest. This week Angela had her make her a sensual massage oil, which Angela designed of course. This is Angela's new talent, one that she is getting very good at. So with oil in hand we journeyed into the massage room. We quickly undressed while laughing like school kids. Our clothing thrown over the oversized chair in the corner of the plain white room. Now one needs to realize all the rooms downstairs have doors, except for the big group room and the massage room. So there we stood completely exposed to all who would pass. You know both of us were getting more and more aroused at that thought alone. As you already know, being naked to us is no big deal, and has always been a turn on. The only new thing was our location. After all we are new to this club scene, and we only were naked once before here and that was in the hot tub, well hidden by the bubbles. So this was still a new experience for us both, being blatantly naked for all to see. Angela, with a momentary squeal, laid her naked body down on the long cold brown leather massage table. I poured and liberal amount of oil into my hands, an attempt to warm it before I applied it to her back. I started to massage Angela with that wonderful sensual oil, the aroma was intoxicating. The smell of sandalwood, lemon, jasmine, and all of Angela's secret herbs blended so sweetly in the air. The shine it left on her skin made her look as soft as she felt. Angela's olive skin has always felt like silk and now it had the same shine.
I work on every inch of Angela's body. Slowly and with sensual care and patients, I placed my hands each and every time, with erotic seductive intent. Angela's body melted under my touch, moans of relaxation and arousal came with every sensual stroke. One could clearly see that Angela was enjoying her massage. Although her body gave way to each tender caress of my fingers, I knew my actions were turning her on. My hands did a slow loving dance on every inch of Angela's hot body. Working my way down from her neck to her buns, she so did love her buns massaged. Then I slowly work my way down her legs and massaged her next favorite area her toes. Angela moaned with delight, as I caressed each and every toe. After massaging Angela's entire back she rolled over inviting me to continue my erotic dance on the front of her body. The sensation was as erotic for me as it was for her, I felt myself growing harder. Angela's nipple became more wrinkled and aroused with every stroke of my hand. I stood at the head of the table and slid my hands down her body, as I drew my hands back I felt Angela inch her way back up with them. She inched her way back so her head would be hanging off the table facing my bobbing cock. She sucked it into her hot mouth, it was like and electric shock to my body. I wanted so to just fuck her face. I pumped rhythmically for a bit shoving it deep down her throat. As I would pinch her nipples and stroke her ample tits. She would suck even harder. "Not yet I cried" I love the way she sucks my cock, but did not want to cum. No not just yet later.
Occasionally a couple or single would look in the room, but this didn't stop us at all. I truly believe that the knowledge that people could watch us just turned us on even more. One couple in particular had made a comment about how lucky Angela was and then just left. Nobody really asked to join, they just watched a bit and moved on.
Shortly after our last visitors left, Angela rose from the table. She had that, I mean business look. One could clearly see she rose with a purpose and said to me "it was my turn." No way was I going to argue, I always love a good massage. Angela's has a sensual touch and a talent for erotic massage which I love. First she did my back, so tender was she and so seductive. After my back she worked on my legs and feet intentionally brushing my sack and cock as she stroked my inner thighs. Angela knew I was getting hard and wanted to tease me more. She had me roll over. My cock bobbed in the air, as she poured oil on it. She grabbed my cock and stroked it slow. Gradually she increased her speed, but never to hard. My toes curled she could do anything to me right now, I was hers to play with. Then she put one hand on my belly and stroked my shaft so fast she made me moan with ecstasy, and then stopped. "Fuck, shit!" was all I could say. She knew if she had continued, I would have shot my load all over the room.
We had never seen anyone have sex in the massage room maybe a little foreplay but never sex, and we weren't going to be the first. Angela just wanted to tease the living shit out of me with every opportunity she got. Prolonging the moment was so much fun for us, we always could save the hot sex for one of the other rooms. Hopefully the room with the new sex swing. After our massage we decided to jump in the clubs outdoor hot tub but, due to a thunder storm we ended up in their indoor heated pool. We cuddled and rubbed and danced naked in each others arms in the warm water of the pool. After a bit we noticed very few people were around and we decided to venture back down stairs, however much to our dismay, this time none of the rooms were available. They were fucking to the left and sucking to the right, the club was a buzz with horny bodies everywhere. ]
To be perfectly honest we don't know exactly what anyone was doing, we still felt kind of funny about staring and watching them, but love it at the same time. Angela and I drifted into the game room to watch the porn tapes that were running on the big screen T.V. We were watching the best blow job scene on TV when a couple strolled into the room. Paula and Rick, they were basically doing exactly the same thing we were, looking for a room to fuck and watching everyone else fuck. We started to talk with no intentions, just being social and making small talk. We all decided to go peek at all the other horny people fucking, their company would give us the courage to actually watch. Somehow we worked our way back to the massage room. Then it clicked they were the couple who remarked on how lucky Angela was.
We all went into the massage room and made some small talk. Paula took off all her clothes, as if she had known us for years, the lady was not one bit inhibited by our presence. This was all so strange to me, it was part of that contradiction to my up bringing, that made this so much of a turn on. Paula was a big breasted blonde from down south and Rick was from New Jersey. I was impressed with Paula's huge tits they looked as good with her top off as she did with it on. I must admit Angela was talking away like it was nothing, but I was the one who felt as if we were intruding. I tried to coax Angela into leaving them alone when they stopped us and told us to stay, they were enjoying the conversation. Rick was struggling with the clubs massage cream, as fast as he would put it on that's how fast it would dry up.
Angela suggested we offer our oil, after all they were such nice people. We ran up stairs and grabbed our bag of tricks. The oil worked so much better, Paula was visibly pleased with the improvement. We were speaking about the kids and occupations and the lifestyle. Telling them how new we were, and the fact that one of Angela's fantasy was to be with another woman. Rick seized the opportunity to invite Angela, to help him massage Paula. I was amazed and pleased at how fast Angela jumped right in. Her taking part in this new adventure was such a turn on. Rick would occasionally slip his hand between Paula's legs to see how wet she was getting. Judging from the wet shine on his fingers she was very glad that Angela joined the mix. Angela fondled her voluptuous breasts and made her nipples wrinkle with obvious excitement. We had our bag of tricks with us and we started showing off some of Angela's dildo's and vibrators.
Paula was once again visibly impressed and twice as wet. Rick suggested that we take this to a better place. I looked into Angela's eyes and saw beyond the initial fear. She was excited and willing to play on some level. It wasn't the idea of the couple that turned Angela on it was Paula, she wanted to experience her first woman.
Encouragement and security was all I could give her. I looked at Rick and explained, it was as if Angela was speaking through me. I knew what she wanted, how she needed to take small steps and savor each level of this. Rick was a patient and sensitive of that fact. We were both new and agreed that this would be only a girl, girl thing. He explained that this was usually how things got started and would not to be surprised if it went a little further. I smiled and said to him, that I was cool with it but, doubted that it would. We grabbed our bag of toys and all moved without hesitation to the first opened room we could find. It was the clubs tropical room. It had a child like painted mural with two beds and box springs next to each other on the floor, but yet it was cute and whimsical at the same time. The room had clean sheets and towels on the side of the bed and romantic music and lights on a dimmer, like all the rest of the rooms.
We were all naked in minutes and Angela talked on, with no end in sight to her nervous conversation. Paula lay on the bed just beside her naked and waiting for her to make her first welcome advance. Angela looked at me for reassurance and some clue as to where to start. Looking into her eyes with my eyes, eyes that were speaking my deep love and trust in her. I without hesitation told her to kiss the lady, and Angela did.
Tender and sensually she kissed her first lover, our first encounter was well on its way. Angela did everything the way I would have, her tongue danced in Paula's waiting and wanting mouth. Angela's kisses worked their way down Paula's neck, as they caressed each others breasts. My hot and horny wife worked her way down sucking Paula's full breasts in her mouth and biting lightly on her large hardened nipples. Paula moaned and as she continued working her way down lower and lower. Angela wanted to taste Paula's delicious honey. Anyone could see that was why she kissed her way down her body so quickly. Paula was enjoying the attention and Rick and I were enjoying the show. I can't explain it and didn't think it was possible, but I felt closer and more in love with my Angela.
Watching her having sex was so exciting so erotic, unbelievably not one bit of jealousy or regret ever came to my mind. She licked her pussy like a pro, I watched like the proud teacher knowing she was using all the techniques that I always used on her. It was almost as if I were licking Paula's wet pussy with an extension of myself.
Paula relished every moment sighing and moaning with Angela's skillful mouth bringing her closer to her first of many orgasms. Angela broke out her favorite toy and wiped it down with alcohol. Licking her pussy some more just to make sure it was good and wet and ready. Angela slowly plunged the phallic inch by inch into Paula's gaping and by this time sloppy wet pussy. Paula spread her willing leg far apart giving this talented novice full access to play. She fucked and buzzed her pussy with that vibrator deeper with each stroke, at the same time she licked her clit with prefect pressure. A pressure only another woman can know. Licking like only a woman can lick a pussy. So skilled was she, so much natural talent. I could see Angela was enjoying herself.
I took out a second dildo and inserted it into Angela's wet pussy and started to fuck her as well. She was so wet, so into pleasing Paula, what I was doing just seemed to distracted her. Angela wanted only to concentrate on Paula and pleasuring her. She didn't want to be fucked just yet she wanted to fuck this pussy that lay in front of her.
Again and again she moved the vibrator in and out of Paula's hot dripping pussy. Paula reeled her hips in and effort to fuck back she wanted more of that vibrating cock. Angela played with its many functions making it pulse and spin throb and gyrate. Once again Angela's conquest started to cum she begged for more and for her hubby to give her his big fat cock to suck.. Rick was hypnotized by the show, left them alone to enjoy each other. Paula played with both Rick and my balls while Angela stuffed her good with this wonderful toy. She came again and again cries of ecstasy came from her mouth. Paula had all she could stand she rolled off the bed her juices still dripping from her pussy.
She now was going to do to Angela, what Angela had done to her. Paula moved closer to Angela, she sucked on each of Angela's lips, playing with them in her mouth as if they were the lips of Angela's drenched pussy. Paula fondled her new lovers breasts, pinching and tugging her erect nipples with the perfect pressure. Cupping each breasts, Paula began to tease and suck on Angela's nipples. I could see how hard and wrinkled and shinny they were becoming. Angela began to moan softly as Paula work her hand down her belly to her now dripping pussy. Pushing Angela down on her back Paula took complete charge of the moment. She massaged Angela's clit with the tip of her finger. This made Angela buck and hump in a desperate attempt to get more finger deeper in her wanting pussy. Paula gabbed the toy and little by little slowly fucked it into my wife. At first she worked the tip around the opening of her pussy. From where I sat I could see that wet pussy contract and clutch the tip, then with this toy turned on full function and letting it guide itself in inch by inch, sending Angela into multiple orgasms. Paula fucked her and licked her clit until she brought Angela to another screaming orgasm. They both collapsed and caressed each other for a few moments. Shortly after the both wives went to work on their patiently waiting husbands, but that's another story.
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Lori and I were invited to a Toga party about two streets over and around the corner. We live in southern California. It was a warm July summer night in 2005. Kim and Mike were throwing the party. They said to get our best Toga and show up. Kim was a hot blond; blue eyes, tea cup tits with a great ass, and she was a dancer. Mike was a jock. He played football for the Corn Huskers, so needless to say he was built. Mike was always talking about work and Kim seemed to be a little bored with him. Lori and Kim would go out on the town and get drunk and call me in the early morning to pick them up and bring them home. Mike worked too many hours and was too tired to pick them up.
My wife is strawberry blond, fair skin, very smooth green eyes, and very nice breasts. Her best feature of all is her nice round ass and American thighs. She still gets my motor running every time I think of her even after 18 years of marriage. I’m 6 foot, average build. Lori was proud of my cock and would brag to her friends about it. I think it was a little hype but as long as she thinks so I’ll go along.
We never talked or even thought about swinging before this night. I do admit that when I’d pick the ladies up on those late nights after partying, the nasty thoughts would cross my mind. But I’d take it out on Lori after dropping Kim off.
So we put our best Toga on! Lori looked like a goddess. She had mini skirt toga I had a long robe toga. Something about toga’s, wow! Raw sex can only happen. My balls were aching for Lori before we left for the party.
My heart was pounding and my stomach was aching I tried to rub Lori’s vagina before leaving but she said wait or we would never make it to the party. I just wanted her sweet smell on me somehow, so I just needed to wait.
We arrive at the party and things were rocking. The women were looking hot watching their men play pool around the table. After an hour of that Lori had told a couple of the ladies, Julie and Kim, that I had some weed so they came over to me to ask if I’d share with them. Most of the men were still playing pool and drinking. I don’t drink alcohol so I said to the ladies let’s use Kim’s bedroom so we could get some privacy. They agreed so we went to Kim and Mike’s room.
My wife Lori did not want to have some so it was Kim, Julie, and I. Julie had the hottest body with big tits, great legs, and killer thighs. So we loaded the bowl and smoked some in the master bathroom, the girls loved it. They both finished and went to sit on the bed as I was wrapping up the weed. I finished and saw Kim and Julie waiting on the bed with Kim's legs spread wide open with pink panties. Her panties were spotting wet, and Julie was staring at my cock and looking like she needed me to help her with something. I thought what the hell do I do, I have two HOT women looking like they wanted a good banging.
Julie was rubbing Kim’s hair and Kim pulled her pink panties aside to show me her wet hot shaved pussy. She left just a little hair a thin line right up the middle, how hot is that? So I pulled up my Toga and I was dripping with pleasure and Kim put one hand under my balls and the other one on my ass and pulled me closer to her and she started licking my pre-cum while Julie watched. Kim was working on me very slow and deliberate. Thinking back, she did not want me to blow my load, she just wanted to release some pressure. Julie was moaning like a little puppy she wanted some, so Kim shared with her as I started to rub Kim’s wet sweet pussy thinking I needed a taste. Julie was sucking almost too hard, it was almost painful. Just about the time I was rubbing Kim to orgasm the bedroom door blasted open. It was Terry, a hot babe from down the street. She looked shocked and did not say a thing. We just stopped. Being startled we decided to stop and join the party.
The men were still playing pool and Lori was talking with Julie’s husband Mike. I’ll call him Maximus since there were two Mike's. He was dressed like Maximus the Gladiator, looking like a real stud. I could see why Lori was talking with him. The party was in full swing and some couples were starting to leave and the lights were getting dim. The song Louie Louie was playing every 20 minutes just for ambiance.
Lori and I never swung before that night. In fact, that was the first time another woman ever touched me since being married.
Well, that all ended that night. Lori was getting nasty and thinking about Maximus. I could tell see wanted to get with him. The party was winding down to about four couples. Julie was in the kitchen talking with Lori. I was sitting on the couch by myself and Kim was sitting Indian style in front of me showing me her couchie whenever she could sneak me a peak. Mike was talking with Terry. Just then Lori came over to me and asks me if I’d like to fuck Kim because it looked like Kim wanted me. I asked her if she would mind and she said not as long as we went home together, and as long as it was ok with Mike. She asked if I minded if she makes it with Maximus. I said it would be ok and my heart just about pounded out of my chest. Julie wanted Mike, Kim's man, so the table was set.
Kim tossed a blanket over the pool table and asked me to come over to her. So I looked over to Mike and he winked at me as to say it was ok. Just then I looked over to Lori and Terry were smelling Maximus' neck and rubbing his cock. Kim laid back on the pool table and I started to suck on her clit and lick her ass. She started to moan with pleasure. I then started to kiss her inner leg all the way down to her feet.
Just about the time I was getting ready to bang her I looked over and saw Lori being picked up my Maximus and carried to the table. His cock was sticking straight out from underneath his skirt. What a powerful man, his cock was 10” plus 2.5- 3” inch thick and turned upward throbbing. Terry was helping Maximus make Lori as relaxed as much as possible.
Terry was by herself, her husband went home an hour before this action started. Maximus sat Lori down on the table as I started to fuck Kim into a frenzy she was loving every pump I gave her and was looking over her shoulder at Maximus who was teasing my wife with his manhood. Terry was rubbing Maximus' ass and licking his giant balls. Mike picked up Julie and placed her on the table. Just then Maximus said to Mike that he would like to watch him fuck my wife, to open her up. Mike looked at me and I looked at Lori and Mike started to fuck her as Maximus stroked his cock and Terry knelt down at his side like a slave.
Lori was screaming with pleasure and I was fucking the snot out of Kim just about the time I had shot my load into Kim Mike was cumming into Lori. She scissor-locked Mike to take everything he could unload to the last drop. Terry was the little clean up babe, she licked Lori clean when she was done with Mike. Maximus was stroking his throbbing vein popping cock and everyone stopped to watch. I was excited and a little leery that he might hurt Lori with his huge cock.
Lori looked just a little scared but wanted to go through with it. So we all stood around the table the girls rubbing her and the guy’s standing close watching. Maximus, please fuck me, Lori cried out and he moved in on her as he grabbed her ass with both hands the proceeded to push the day lights out of her. Everyone watching at first thought she looked like it hurt her, but he was very careful with her as he buried his cock to the bottom she just screamed with pleasure with every pump she liked it more and more. After about twenty to thirty minutes, his body started to stiffen, everyone could tell he was going to blow. Maximus and my babe were sweating, getting ready for the final blow. You could see the juices dripping down his legs as she scissor-locked him into explosion. He collapsed on her, the cum just poured out of the vagina.
Everyone just swallowed a big gulp of nothing and started breathing again. We all just hugged and consoled them and congratulated both of them for the show.
That’s what got us going. Thank you Julie and Maximus, just thinking of that night makes me cum.
I hope you enjoyed our good time.
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After checking in and taking a shower we decided to go to the lounge for a drink and see what was around before having dinner. We had just sat down to order dinner when we were approached by a tall handsome black man. He said we had met before a few years ago and told me where. With this I remembered him and introduced him to Hub and invited him to join us for dinner, which he accepted.
Hub and I had both been married before and had been in unhappy marriages, his was years of fighting and arguing continually but contained a lot of sex with each other and many times with others joining in. Mine was pretty much the same except for the sex. I never enjoyed one second of it. He was very large and just got on and pushed (I was a virgin) with no concern about me, no foreplay or an attempt at it. He was very long which did nothing but hurt me.
When we met and married it was so much better for both of us. He taught me how good warm intimate feelings and making love could be. For the first time in my life I felt like a woman, loved and made love to. He taught me how to enjoy sex and how good it could be. For the first time I could physically accept all of a man inside me and have multiple orgasms. As time went on we began telling each other when we were in bed about our previous sexual experiences. He would tell me about he and his ex's experiences with other people, usually with at least one other male joining them, how and how many times she would take them. I couldn't believe how hot this would make me. I didn't have much to tell him other then how long my ex was and how he would just push it in me and how deep he would go, some times he would force me to take it in my mouth when he couldn't get it in me and stay there until he was done. This made him as hot as it did when he talked about his past experiences
Through all of this we never considered inviting a third person into our bed and it was the farthest thing from my mind as we had dinner with this gentleman I hadn't seen in some time and had only met briefly on two occasions in the past.
Unbeknown to me at the time this would change before the night was done. After dinner he invited us for a drink in the lounge where they had some dancing music for entertainment.
We had a couple of drinks and I danced with hub and new friend as time went on. Each time we danced he held me a little closer. Being only 5' tall and him being 6'5" and white against black we made quite a couple and solicited some looks from other patrons that were present. During these times of closeness I was feeling him begin to become a little aroused as we danced closer and closer. I told hub about this as we danced. He asked me how it felt. I said I wasn't sure as it was a whole new experience to me. He asked if I was offended by it. I had to answer no. He asked me if he went farther and touched me in an intimate way would I resist. I had to say at this point I wasn't sure what I would do. He said he would always be with me what ever I decided. We sat down again with the new man, decided it was getting late and we should go, then as hub looked at me he asked the new man if he would like to join us in our suite for a night cap, looking at me all the time to see what my response would be. The new man accepted his invitation also looking at me. All I could do was smile and say that would be great. We then adjourned to our room and opened a bottle of Champagne. This is actually the beginning of the real story.
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Now to the good part:
During dinner the first night a couple asked if they could join us, of course we said yes. We seemed to hit it off right away and had a wonderful time with dinner and drinks. Next, we said let's try out the hot tub so we sauntered down to the outdoor hot tub and as we got there, there were about three other couples there. We looked at each other and decided that clothes were not going to work so we all just stripped and got in the tub. GREAT, the water was wonderful and the conversation was good. During the night the other guy and I took turns going for drinks so after about two hours in the tub and several drinks, things were easy to move to another level. We decided to go for a swim in the ocean. We left the hot tub naked and walked to the beach laughing and having a great time. We swam out to a raft which was anchored about 50 feet from the shore (In full view of the resort) and climbed aboard. We began to kiss our spouses and fondle each other for a while and both couples were getting really worked up.
At that point there were blow jobs being given to both of us by our wives and I blurted out "How would you like to switch"? With enough alcohol on board the idea seemed to just be a great idea for both of the girls and in an instant they traded places. WOW was that a rush. We had never done anything like this before but it seemed so natural with our new friends. From the blow-jobs we went to full out fucking and when all of us had come and gasped for breath we looked up in the direction of the hotel and realized that we were in full view of all of the guests who may have walked by. Oh Well, it was soooooo much fun that we didn't care.
We soon swam back to the shore and gathered our clothes and went off to bed totally spent with all of the sexual activity and drinks. What a night.
The next day we met our new friends a the nude island for a day of nude sunbathing and wanting to find out how the rest of the week would play out.
That will be the next story.
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On the day of the dinner, my wife dressed in a very sexy dress and wore thong sandals with painted toenails which almost drove me wild. I wanted to take her right there, but I had bigger fish to catch. My plan was to overwhelm him with desire so that he couldn't resist and would want to make love to my wife. He came to dinner and my wife answered the door and I saw how pleased he looked at her. She brought him into the living room and introduced us and we had a glass of wine before dinner. We ate and talked and I made him relax with some more wine and then after dinner we went back to the living room to talk. I saw how he looked at my wife and I brought our conversation to the topic of sex. He didn't seem socked as we sat there talking so I went the next step further and started massaging the leg of my wife. I massaged one leg at a time, and made it a point to massage each toe inside her sandal. I did this while we still talked and I could tell that he was getting very hot by this action. I excused myself after awhile and turned on some low music and turned down the lights and lit a fire (being in January). I gave out another round of wine and we continued talking while I massaged the feet and legs of my wife. I could see that my wife was getting very stimulated so I told him that it would be fun for each of us to take a leg and see who could make massage her better. He came over and took her leg and started at her feet. He massaged through the sandal and slowly started up her leg. She groaned very slightly, but loud enough for the man to almost lose his cool. He stayed calm though and we continued rubbing and touching the legs and feet of my wife. Finally I saw her put her hand on his leg and she laid back with her eyes closed and then she did the same for me. I could feel her moving her fingers very slowly, moving ever so slowly to my crouch area.
I excused myself but told the man to continue on with the massage and went to the kitchen. I returned a few minutes later and could see that her hand was very near his penis, though not touching it, and her head was back and eyes were closed. I sat back down and watch them and he looked at me and I nodded at him that it was OK, that he should continue what he was doing. He continued massaging her feet and legs, but his hand was getting very close between her legs. He seemed to hesitate and finally she put her hand over his and slowly guided him closer and closer to her vagina area. At this point I looked at him and he at me and I nodded for him to continue and I then placed my hands on her legs and moved them closer and closer to between her legs.
Finally I reached the vagina area before he did and started to rub it and I saw her take his hand that was nearby and move it to where I was. When his hand reached the area, I saw that he started to kneed the pubic mound at which point she began to groan. I told him again "it's OK, go for it" and he did. He brought his hand down squarely on her vagina and put his hands underneath her very short dress where I could see that he was rubbing her all over. I kissed her and she kissed me back with great passion. I saw her hand reach over and grab the man's throbbing penis underneath his pants and that seemed to take down all barriers.
He started to kiss her neck and breasts area and she reacted with great ecstasy for several minutes. I finally told him that he needed to carry this on in the bedroom and I led them both to our master bedroom and to our large king size bed. They both sat down and she took his hands and put them back over her vagina (she was still fully clothed) and she then kissed him and he continued with his foreplay. He started kissing her all over and I saw his hand slip down between her panties and between her legs and I heard her groan ever so slightly. I kissed her again and put my hands underneath her dress and started to touch and handle her breasts. I then stopped and backed off a few feet and decided to watch.
I saw him lost in his own pleasure as he kissed lips, checks and neck. I saw him lower and lower himself until his face was between her legs and I saw him lift up her skirt and place his tongue along the crack of the underwear. I realized that his tongue was plunging inside my wife when I heard her cry out for the first time with her eyes tightly shut. He continued on like this for several minutes until I knew that my wife was close to having an orgasm. I then watched as her faced twisted and turned and I could her her crying out as though she were crying, but I knew that this was her experiencing pure joy. He stopped when he felt her body relax and he then took his head up and slowly took off her underwear. She helped him and then she took off her dress and laid there naked before both me and her friend. He took off his shirt, pants and underwear rather quickly and started kissing her. I watched as he continued his foreplay, kissing her all over and putting his hands between her legs. She finally decided that he needed to be inside her so she looked at me and I told him that he needed a condom on. I handed him one and he quickly tore it open and placed it on his penis and continued with his kissing and touching. Finally I saw that he was about to mount her so I looked on in anticipation as he spread out her legs, got on top of her and slowly placed his penis at the entrance to her vagina.
My breath was very heavy as I watched his penis slowly entering my wife until it was all the way inside. He then started moving and I watched as my Chinese wife was being screwed by another man. It was fascinating to watch. My wife on her back with another man on top totally engrossed in what he was doing. Her breath became more and more shallow as she came closer to an orgasm. Her eyes were closed shut and her hands were on his bottom pushing him and aiding his thrusting. Finally I could hear her beginning to have another orgasm and I saw her start to spasm as the waves of pleasure was pouring into her body. He then said that he was coming and I saw as he gave a few mighty thrusts and it was over with. He collapsed into her arms and they just laid there for a few moments. As he pulled out I noticed that the condom had slipped off and my wife had sperm oozing out of her. But no matter, since she was on the pill and the condom was there to stop any STD. But it was too late now to worry about it, and to be honest, I really thought it was really hot for another man to actually release his sperm into my wife.
I then decided to get into the action and I maneuvered my wife into the spooning position and entered her, but she was already spent out so I released my sperm into her, mixing it with his. I laid there for a few minutes and he then got dressed and said his good byes and left. My wife said that she loved me very much, but really did enjoy herself and wanted to do that again one day. I promised we would.
That is how we got into the swinging scene.
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We had planned a romantic getaway to celebrate Valentine's Day. We have been married several years and with teenagers, it is just simply hard to find time for each other. We got in the car and Cheryl seemed strangely nervous, I wrote it off to excitement of finally getting some alone time. BOY was I wrong.
We arrived at the hotel and checked into our suite. We had been here before and truly enjoyed the spacious room and oversized shower. We no more got in the room and she wrapped those loving arms around me and without saying a word, dropped to her knees, open my now tight pants, and gave be the blow job I had been aching for! As she finished and stood up, I gave her a smile and a warm kiss to say thanks, and she said, just wait, there's more to come!
We showered and dressed and went out for dinner at the hotel, had a few drinks, and at Cheryl's suggestion went to back upstairs to make use of the shower. After a slow and wonderful shower we were heading to the living area when we heard a knock on the door. Who the hell could that be, I thought, as we slid into our robes. Cheryl open the door and there stood Gary, an old friend who lived here, but to my knowledge had no idea we were even in town. "Am I interrupting anything?" he said with a sly smile. "Well, I started to say," but before I could get out a sentence, Cheryl turned and said," Honey, you know that threesome we have been fantasizing about? Well, I've invited Gary here to make it reality!" I was astounded. All I could do was smile. She took that as a yes, and untied her robe as she turned to Gary and said, come on in!
As Gary began to undress, she open my robe to expose the hardest dick I have had since we were first married, she lead me to the bed and laid me down, got on all fours between my legs and began to slowly take my dick into her hot warm mouth, and swallow the entire shaft until it was banging the back of her throat. Gary, now undressed, without saying a word, walked to the end of the bed, and stood there for a second, long enough for me to see a cock about 11" long (I am about 81/2")and thicker than Cheryl was used to, waiting to enter my wife's sweet pussy.
He climbed onto the bed and with her ass raised in the air as if waiting for him, he started to slowly slid that monster home. As looked down to see her, I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head as he FINALLY hit bottom, buried up to his balls in her pussy. He began to slowly ride her in and out and as he did, the blow-job she was giving me intensified, until as if on cue, we both exploded filling both ends with a load of hot cum each! She looked as though she was impaled as she sucked the last of my juices with that dick still balls deep in her. We collapsed in mass on the bed.
We went on for hours that night and into the morning. When Gary left, she turned to me and smiled and said,"Happy Valentine's my darling".
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After exchanging a few e-mails and pictures with an experienced couple and the wives talking on the phone, my wife decided we would meet them for margaritas at a Mexican restaurant. I could tell from my wife's excitement and anticipation getting dressed and ready to join them for drinks that she intended to have her/our first full swap encounter with them short of discovering they were axe murders. We had prearranged a secret signal to each other if the evening was a "go" and we wanted to be intimate with them and they seemed interested in us. They invited us to continue our conversation and have another drink with them at their home. We traded partners for the ride to their home in separate cars. Once there, our hosts made more margaritas and we continued talking with an adult movie, Emmanuelle, showing on the TV as background.
The couple excused themselves and returned wearing something "comfortable" and revealing. The wife sat next to me on the sofa and began by putting her hand on my thigh. Her husband sat with my wife in an oversize arm chair with his arm around her and they began kissing as he removed her bra. Taking my cue from him I began kissing and caressing his wife. Before things got too far along they told us they enjoyed giving massages and my wife took them up on their offer and finished removing her clothes and lay face down on a blanket. My job was to read certain instructions as both of them rubbed warm massage oil on her skin. This continued for several minutes with the husband ending up rubbing my wife’s inner thighs and touching her gently between her legs. Finding her receptive to his touching they ended the massage and suggested a tour of their home which to no one’s surprise ended up in their guest bedroom complete with a king size bed.
My wife was the first one in bed and the husband removed his smoking jacket and joined her. His wife stepped out of her teddy and got in next to her husband and I removed my clothes and joined her. For the next two hours we had sex together. I was very nervous. Sensing my nervousness, the wife went down on me and then mounted my erection cowboy style. We had our first orgasms in this position. I went down on her while I recovered and with an assist from her Eroscillator vibe she had another orgasm. Then I got on top in missionary position and it took a while before we both came again.
After that we enjoyed watching her husband and my wife together. Her first orgasm was oral and she sat up in bed and then went down on him. It was weird but also exciting seeing her with another man’s cock in her mouth for the first time. I noticed he was better endowed than I am. My wife was less inhibited and is multiorgasmic. She and the husband engaged in intercourse multiple times in multiple positions. She seemed insatiable.
I found it terribly exciting watching them together as she moaned and cried out each time he made her cum. I lost count of the number. Part of the time I held her hand as she was having intercourse and at one point I kissed her passionately as she was experiencing yet another wave of great pleasure from her partner. That seemed to make it even more of a shared experience for us as a couple. Needless to say it was a very memorable evening for us and started us on a quest for more erotic experiences and pleasures.
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Actually, Barb, it didn’t happen quite as suddenly as Bryan told it. Hal and I had traveled together, worked together, eaten together, went out dancing together, and boy did we ever talk together, about everything. At first, whenever a personal or sexual subject came up I’d be shocked but I tried not to show it. After a while, though, I kind of got used to it and even enjoyed hearing about intimate subjects. Eventually, I even joined in… a bit. I began to wonder over time about other people enjoying intimacy (That’s the only word I had for sex at first.). Mom told me the day before my wedding that I’d be expected to do really demeaning things but I had to because husbands expected it. That was the extent of my sex education. Consequently, I never let myself really enjoy it. I didn’t want Bryan to think I was a slut or something. Over the years I realized we’d been missing something but I was scared even to mention it to Bryan. All that talking with Hal, though, had broken through the wall I had built.
On the trip before we actually did it Bryan and I had been out dancing in Montreal, drinking moderately but I did have a bit of a buzz on. He kissed me on the dance floor and my knees almost gave away. When we got back to the suite we kissed for quite a while before we finally decided that we had to knock it off before we did something we’d regret. I’d never really felt that strongly before, ever. It was so new and scary for me. Hal was such a gentleman. I could tell that he was raging sexually but he just stopped and sent me off to my bedroom alone. I had a lot of trouble sleeping that night with all the conflicting emotions and what I didn’t recognize as massive hormone flows.
Hal and I talked a lot about it over the rest of the time in Canada. We knew it was wrong to do anything then. In our discussion we decided that my not being sexual with Bryan was mostly just habit. We’d married as virgins and really didn’t learn how to make love. I had never gotten over my religious instructions and my mother’s advice just to give him what he wants. Actually, looking back, Bryan wasn’t a bad lover, you know that, Barb, you just screwed him.
Barb: Outstanding, but I suspect he’s learned a few things recently. We laughed.
Anyway, that evening was my awakening and also my warning. We didn’t do anything overtly for the rest of the trip except talk, oh and lots of glances and smiles. I was thinking of getting it on with Bryan with my new-found interest but Hal suggested that if I were to do that, Bryan might assume that something really had happened and would get all upset. So for the next few weeks I was careful not to act out of character even though I really wanted to.
We did another training session in Malibu two weeks later. We had lots of time to talk driving to and from.
I had to laugh when I listened to Bryan’s story on your tape. The night I “had a headache” I was really so damned horny that I knew I’d get out of control and blow our secret. Bryan thought I was just being my old disinterested self when really I was bursting to let myself go. No wonder Bryan was so disgusted with me. It was the next day when Hal had that fateful talk with Bryan after he’d driven me home.
The next day when Hal told me what Bryan said: “Hell, if you can get her interested in sex more power to you. Go for it.” I got chills down my back. I knew it was really wrong but Ohmygosh, was I ever hot over the next few days before the next trip. It was all I could do to maintain my chaste attitude with Bryan.
We got to Orlando on Sunday night and were hardly in our hotel room when we began kissing and hugging. I really didn’t need to be seduced but Hal, ever the gentleman, tried. My whole body heated up as we kissed. I held him so tightly, kissing back incredibly strongly. At that moment thoughts of Bryan flitted through my mind but they didn’t stick. I was so involved in Hal I really couldn’t think of anything else. His hands on my breast burned through my blouse and bra, sending horrendous shivers all through me. I didn’t even notice when he undid my bra but I really did notice when his hands slipped under the bra cups to touch me directly. It intensified my feelings incredibly. At one point, he broke our kiss but continued fondling my boobs to ask: “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” I thought: “Oh what a gentleman.” It didn’t occur to me that he waited until I was hot as a firecracker before he asked.
Everything went kind of fuzzy after that. Our clothes came off his hands were all over me. I remembered that Bryan needs to have his dick fondled to get it up so I reached down to find that Hal didn’t need it but oddly enough, I needed it. For the first time I really enjoyed playing with a dick. It was all part of the whole experience. His hand on my pussy did wonderful things to me, things I’d never felt before. We kissed deeply and I found myself on my back with his cock at the entry to my pussy. He didn’t just put it in but played it around the opening. I was a little anxious about being so wet down there but he didn’t seem to mind. It felt so incredibly wonderful to have his cock exciting the entrance to my pussy that I almost didn’t note the momentous moment when for the first time a new cock entered me. He looked me in the eyes and asked “May I?” I melted all down and nodded vigorously. He slipped it in slowly, allowing me to feel every moment, every fraction of an inch as he purposely slipped his cock into me ever so slowly. I could not believe the feelings it gave me. My toenails tingled, my hair itched, my upper lip curled back and I let out such a groan that Bryan must have heard me three thousand miles away. Feeling him so deeply inside me sent me into nirvana. Then when he bottomed out and our mounds met an electric shock suddenly ricocheted all through me, to every part of my body. It felt so good that I wondered if this was what an orgasm felt like. Then it started feeling better and better as he stroked and moved and did wonderful things to my pussy. Then when he kissed me and his fingers started fondling my boob again it got even more intense. I don’t know how long it went on but it just kept growing and growing into an incredibly ecstatic, all involving experience that I can’t even describe. It went on and on like this until he did something different for a few moments and it felt like a dam had broken. All those feelings flowed incredibly intensely with feelings I can’t even begin to describe. It shook me like a dog shakes its chew toy. Like a cat that’s gotten its head wet. Oh I’d had orgasms before, little piddly, interesting, tiny things that at the time I enjoyed but nothing like that feeling that Hal gave me. It completely overwhelmed me for I don’t know how long. I lay there with him on top of me reveling in my feelings. The orgasm eventually moderated but the memory remained as well as a new kind of a feeling, a feeling of worthwhile enjoyment, closeness, a wonderful feeling good kind of a thing.
At some point I realized that some of that feeling good feeling was accentuated by the fact that Hal still was inside me, moving ever so slowly, piquing my wonderful enjoyment. He kissed me and asked: “May I?” I had no idea what he meant but I nodded and managed an Uh huh. He began to thrust inside me more vigorously, which did something very strange and nice to me. He began to moan just a bit and thrust even more vigorously. Watching his face contort and his body stiffen gave me a very nice feeling of closeness. Pushing as deeply as possible and grunting massively he filled my pussy with his seed. I always enjoyed it when Bryan came in me but this was something special. Was it the after effects of my massive cum, the fact that it was the first time anyone else had cum in me, or just that he was a great lover? Maybe all of the above. He came and he came and he came and continued shoving it to me until on one thrust, his limp dick slipped out of my very wet pussy. We lay there on our sides, kissing lightly and fondling for quite some time, not talking at all, just enjoying the feelings. We would probably still be there but for my bladder forcing me to get up. I couldn’t believe how gooey I was.
Exiting the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me, Hal told me: “Lose the towel. I want to see all your loveliness.” I took it off and from that moment we only wore clothing when arriving, when leaving, and a little bit when they delivered the room service meals.
Over our naked dinner we talked about our experience. Hal was very complimentary and I gushed about what he’d done for me. We decided that I’d have to give the same treatment to Bryan when I got back. That would be the best way to tell him what we’d done. I did exactly that before Bryan had a chance to ask any embarrassing questions. Sitting there naked across the table, if Hal had asked me to leave Bryan I would have given it serious thought. But Hal made it clear that sex isn’t love and that even though he’d like to screw me again and again, that my marriage came first. It was a curious conundrum but it kind of made sense.
After dinner he asked if he could do his most favorite thing. Even that small pang of fear didn’t prevent me from saying: “Of course.” He laid me back on the bed and kissed me long and deeply. Then he kissed and nibbled my boobs for quite a while. I felt very good again. He started down towards my pussy and I kind of objected: “But I’m so gooey.” “So much the better.” He responded and his lips were on my pussy. Oh my gosh what a feeling. He went on and on doing wonderful things to me. Bryan had eaten me before but I guess I’d never let go with him. Well, I let go with Hal, big time. He really didn’t do anything different from what Bryan did…. Well maybe a bit different… but it felt so good the way he was doing it. Oh my. I needed to fondle his cock, so I did. Playing with his limp dick and balls added immensely to my feelings that were rising and mounting, sending waves of pleasure all through me. Oh my oh my oh my, what he did to me. My pussy felt on fire, my boobs tingled at his touch, and my fingers on his cock and balls seemed to send vibrations through me. Very quickly, my feelings rose again and I was immersed in such a wonderful release. I sailed through another orgasm with moans and squeaks I didn’t believe, oblivious to everything again. His lips touching mine brought more vibrations inside me. Tasting my juices, no, our juices on his lips shocked me, but after a brief second, it shocked me very nicely. He had tasted our juices and now I was too. We kissed and hugged and drifted off to sleep together, exhausted.
Bryan woke us a bit before ten with a call. I just told him we’d gone to bed early, we were so tired from the trip and had to get up early….. Yeah, we were tired….from the trip. Sure. Anyway, when I hung up, Hal snuggled in behind me, spoons in a drawer style, and slipped his hard cock into my pussy again from the rear. I loved the feeling, especially when he came inside me again. I didn’t get another orgasm but did thoroughly enjoy the feelings. The wake up call found us still spooning but his limp dick was long since out of my pussy. We showered together then he threw me on the bed and ravished me with kisses and fondling. The feelings came back and we did it missionary style again. He certainly mixed things up inside me. My feelings rose and rose as he did his wonderful things to me. This time it wasn’t quite so overwhelming but somehow it was better. I kept my wits about me and was able to appreciate the feelings he gave me and could really appreciate his feelings too. I came massively and he followed suit maybe a minute later. Man what a rush. Speaking of rushes, we had to rush getting dressed and out to get to the client’s on time. We even skipped breakfast.
The next two nights weren’t exactly repeats. After all, we’d gotten experienced. We did fuck repeatedly and he ate me several times. He even taught me to suck cock and really enjoy it. What a trip….. and what a homecoming when I practically raped Bryan. Hal was right. That was the best way to tell him.
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It’s 7 AM in the kitchen. I’m cooking up a pot of oatmeal musing about all the fun we had last night feeling just a tad sore down below from, oh, about four hours of sex with, let’s see…. Maybe five or six guys. I know the soreness will go away in a few hours but the memories won’t. I’m smiling wistfully when I look up to see Brian walk in rubbing his hands sleepily through his hair.
“Oh. Hi Barb, sorry, I….” He motioned to himself, embarrassed by his nakedness. “I was just looking for my clothes.”
“Don’t worry Bryan. If you haven’t noticed, I don’t have anything on either. We routinely run around naked even when we aren’t having sex. Care for a bowl of oatmeal?” He nodded so I served us both up a bowl and we sat at the dining nook table. “What did you think of your first party with us?”
He munched on a mouthful of oatmeal for a moment. “Fan-tastic, Barb. This last four months has been incredible. I thought my sex life was over and done with but boy was I ever wrong.”
“Bets told me yesterday that you had a really interesting story. Would you care to be the feature article in the next newsletter?”
He shrugged and thought a moment. “I don’t know. Do you think Bets would mind?”
“She suggested it last night". We talked about it while we finished our breakfast and while we put our dishes in the dishwasher. Then while we walked into the den I reached over to his floppy dick and suggested that the little guy looked all done in. I also told him that it was a lot of fun using it last night. He grinned. I put a fresh tape in the recorder and we sat down to let him talk. This was his story:
Bets and I married right out of high school with no sexual experience at all. Both of us were raised in a very fundamental religion so sex wasn’t for fun, but for procreation. Well, we procreated and five kids keeping us busy just about wiped out any sexual energy we might have had. Once all the kids were gone we really had very little holding us together except that we were used to each other, best friends. We got along fine but more like brother and sister than man and wife. Things were comfortable but definitely not exciting. As time went on and we noticed the rest of the world I developed a kind of a yearning but didn’t know what to do about it. I figured that Bets just wasn’t interested in sex. We didn’t talk about it so I had no idea that she had a yearning too.
A good friend of ours, Hal, hired Bets to help him with training after his wife passed away. He’d developed software and an approach that helped a certain kind of small business make lots more money. Bets trained the office people in the software while he trained the owners how to deal with clients more effectively. A lot of it was within driving distance but often they would fly elsewhere to do their training. Typically it took three or four days to train a new client. The image of success was really important to the business so they would typically rent a suite at a nice hotel where they would do some of the training. The bottom line is that they traveled together and were very close.
Hal is very moral. I trusted him implicitly so I was a little nonplussed when over time he began making comments related to how lovely and sexy Bets is. At first it appeared that he was just talking about her as a trainer but after a while it became clear that he liked her very much. One day he took me out for coffee to talk about a problem. Spending so much time with her, even staying in the same hotel suite was getting to be a problem. He and his wife had been very sexual, without her he was very horny, and being close to such a sexy, lovely woman was getting to him. He asked if maybe they should break up the team. I bluntly asked him if he were getting the hots for her. He shrugged and nodded. He assured me that nothing had happened but that it was getting hard for him to get to sleep with her in the next room.
He really picked a good time to talk to me. Bets and I hadn’t had sex but once in maybe three years. I had approached her just the night before but she had a headache. I was frustrated enough to tell him: “Hell, if you can get her interested in sex more power to you. Go for it.” I regretted telling him that out of frustration but didn’t take it back.
The following Sunday through Thursday was another training session. When she got back she surprised me by actually initiating sex with me. We had a wonderful time. I knew it had to have something to do with what I’d told Hal but I didn’t feel like complaining. It turned out that Bets was actually more frustrated sexually than I was. She admitted that they’d had relations in Cleveland which led to days of talking about things in depth we had never done before. It also led to lots of incredible sex which we had also never done before. She offered to quit her job but I could tell she didn’t want to. I kind of wondered if it were the job or the extracurricular activities.
Oddly enough I got a tremendous kick out of pumping her for the details of what she and Hal had done. It revved up both of our engines and we went at it again with a vengeance. The flood gates were opened and I didn’t want to take the chance of closing them by forbidding her to have fun with Hal. The next weekend we went over to Hal’s for a swim.
The three of us avoided talking about their togetherness at first but Hal finally sat us down and brought up the subject. He apologized but reminded me that I’d given the go-ahead. I had to admit that I appreciated the side effects more than he could know. Bets grinned sheepishly when I told him that we’d had more sex since she’d gotten back than we’d had in twenty years. We talked and talked and talked. Bets admitted that for years she’d been sexually frustrated but thought I was against it. Go figure. She resisted his seduction but not very strongly. She said she felt bad but very good too. She shivered visibly when she told us that she loved it when he did oral on her.
Hal is quite athletic, his swimsuit was very brief. It was easy to see that he was getting hard just as I was with all the talk of sex. Barb touched Hal on the leg. She’s very touchy-feely so it was a natural thing for her to do while talking but it had a huge effect on him. In no time the head of his penis was peeking out above his speedo.
Bets just sat there staring at the purple head of his penis with a rapt look on her face. At that point, I’d crossed the Rubicon. Without saying anything I reached down and unzipped her swim suit, allowing her lovely breasts to fall out into our view. She exclaimed: “Bryan! What are you……”
I answered: “You know what I’m doing and I know what you want.” She looked at me sheepishly then looked back at, at least another inch of Hall’s cock sticking out as it grew to full length. I pulled my boxer swim suit open for her to see. “Look what you’ve done to both of us, honey.”
She grabbed my cock. Something she’d never done before last Thursday. “May I?” She asked, looking back at Hal.
“Of course, honey. But save some for me.” I grinned at the thought of realizing an incredible long time fantasy of mine. Bets kissed me then stood in front of Hal, pulling her swimsuit the rest of the way off. He pulled his off too, exposing at least two inches more than I have. They kissed, holding and fondling with so much excitement I was almost dumbfounded. Where had all this excitement been hiding all these years?
Hal led her through the sliding doors into the Den where they kissed again, long and hard. All kinds of conflicting thoughts ran through my mind; lust, jealousy, lust, apprehension, lust, and more lust. He nudged her to sit on the couch and maneuvered her hips so she was at its edge. He kissed her again and again, rubbing his body between her open legs, kissing her lips, her ears, her neck, ravishing her. He nibbled on her boobs for a while then kissed down and down until he was kissing her pussy. He told me to kiss her and she added YES!. So I did. What an incredible feeling. When our lips touched electric sparks shot all through me. Just thinking about him down there eating her pussy was so damned hot. She reached out to my crotch but seemed frustrated at not being able to get at my cock. She finally reached inside my swimsuit, sending me up the wall. I slid it off to give her better access. Gosh. We were all three animals rutting together, feeding on each others’ excitement. This was all so new and so different and so excited that without warning, her lively hand on my cock drove me to that wonderful pleasure pain in my groin that spread to everywhere. My neck itched, my lips and tongue exploded just as I shot about a gallon of cum all over Bets’ tummy and boobs. She kissed me harder, swirling her tongue all around mine, another thing she’d never done before last week. It was an incredible feeling that I really can’t describe. I came and I came and I came like I’d never cum before.
Barb’s note: By this time Bryan’s cock was standing tall and not just from my hand massaging it and his balls. His voice conveyed a very excited tone.
I kept kissing her, even though my body told me I had to collapse. I felt her tighten up, shaking all over. She pulled my head to her lips harder and his head to her pussy harder then began to groan. It started out in a low pitch then grew higher and louder until it culminated in a kind of a scream. It was incredible. Fantastic to share such a feeling with her. Finally, with a few heaves of her body she relaxed all over, releasing us and falling back into the couch. I took the opportunity to give in to the massive feeling of exhaustion to sit back on the floor.
Bryan, on the other hand, slowly and sexily kissed up her body, tantalizing her all over. They kissed, lightly at first, then, as she recovered, more passionately. The view of his cock, another cock, slipping into her pussy gave me chills of jealousy and more lust. My jealousy disappeared when I saw the look of pleasure on her face. He slipped it in slowly but easily, bottoming out then rubbing his mound against hers. They kissed and fucked for what seemed hours, writhing on that couch together. She felt me sitting down next to her and reached out to fondle my limp dick and balls while she screwed Bryan on and on. They were at it long enough that my prick was responding to her fondling. I played with her boob and snuck a kiss in once in a while, enjoying the hell out of this wonderful fantasy come true. I kept thinking “All these years, all these years, we’ve been missing this. Why?”
I could feel her body tensing up again, shuddering and shaking. She threw her head back and literally screamed for a minute as she jerked about. I didn’t mind, in my state of mind that she squeezed my balls too hard as she came. A few moments later my psyche did a summersault when he groaned, thrusting inside her, depositing his cum deeply into her. I admit to feeling a bit violated but that was overwhelmed by the excitement of the moment. He stayed in for quite a while but soon it slipped out and he moved to the floor. He gave me a very satisfied smile then motioned to me and whispered “Your turn.” I slipped off the couch onto my knees then hobbled between her wide open legs. She reached down and guided my cock into her pussy, another thing she’d not done for all those years.
Oh My Gosh! It felt soooooo great slipping my hard cock into her soft wet velvet pussy. I’d never felt it so wet nor her so vibrant. In and out, in and out, then round about, just as she’d instructed me over the last few days. She certainly knew more about fucking than I did. I’d never felt so energized, the electricity caroming about inside me drove me up the wall again. It was so soft and wet that I wasn’t worried about premature ejaculation so we just enjoyed the fucking and the kissing and the fondling. I could feel her rising again towards climax. I knew that this kind of thing hadn’t happened through all those years. I knew that I’d never satisfied her before that week. I felt disappointed at that but so damned excited that it didn’t matter. She began to shudder. Her pussy muscles pulsed on my cock. She screamed again and shook all over. Again, it was too much for me and I let go with another humongous cum, groaning from the intense pleasure that suffused me from cock to toe, from cock to my ears. The thought of shooting it in on top of someone else’s cum gave me an extra chill. She collapsed then I did too, holding her tightly.
I must have dozed for a while, both of us did. We awoke to find Hal fixing drinks for us. We showered together poolside, more fondling, then skinny-dipped, deciding that we’d always skinny dip when there.
Barb’s note: by this time I had Bryan’s hard cock in my mouth, enjoying the story and the feelings I get sucking a good cock. Bryan came energetically but didn’t have much cum to give me. I still liked it very much, especially feeling his excitement when he came.
After cleaning up his cock I glanced up to see Bets and Rusty, hugging together spoon style at the door. Over lunch Bets agreed to tell us about her awakening on that trip with Hal. But that’s another story.
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After a minute or two when they thought he was asleep her hand snuck back down to his still hard cock and stroked him. At some point the drunk friend put his hand on her panty covered ass and she jumped out of bed, put her pants on and went home.
A few weeks later while bar hopping with her boyfriend and a married couple she got drunk and all four ended up going to her house. Once there they split up with her and the boyfriend going to her bedroom and the other couple lying on the couch. She started fooling around with her boyfriend and was soon on her back with his cock sliding into her. A few minutes into her fucking the wife walked into the bedroom naked and went straight to the bed and kissed her boyfriend while he played with her tits and his cock still in my wife.
Since she was drunk she just went with it and stayed there. The boyfriend then pulled out and started giving the other woman his full attention leaving my wife lying there. She said she watched and not knowing what else to do started playing with her pussy. She felt like they all had it planned because the husband walked in and sat between her feet and ran his hand up her thigh and replaced her fingers with his. Next he crawled up and slid his cock into her. She said he was smaller than her boyfriend and it must have felt sloppy and loose. The whole time he fucked her he had her knees spread wide and pushed up to her tits. She started to get into it and fuck up and into him. He then flipped her over on her knees. My wife likes it when the guy takes charge so being grabbed roughly and flipped over got her even wetter.
The boyfriend reached over and started playing with her tits as the husband slid into her from behind and playing with her tight little ass. I know my wife likes this and he must have sensed it because he pulled his cock out of her and tried to rub the head into her ass. She reached back and grabbed his cock and slid it back into her pussy and started fucking back into him. A little discouraged he pounded her from behind really hard. She liked it. Next to them her boyfriend was doing the same thing to the other guy’s wife.
My wife looked over and watched as her boyfriend pulled out and brought his cock over to her mouth. My wife says she was not drunk enough to taste her pussy on his cock so she turned her head away. He grabbed her hair and turned her face towards him just as he started to cum. Most of it landing on her cheek and lips. The husband saw this and pulled out and shot a huge load of cum all over her ass and back. She said some even landed up by her shoulder.
Now that everyone one had come she started to feel weird about what just happened. So she got up and ran to the shower. Her boyfriend joined her and told her how incredible she looked with another man while he watched. The thought got him hard again because my wife said she was bent over the sink getting another pounding and for the second time in 10 minutes had another load of cum shot all over her ass.
If that was not hot enough the next week the husband showed up at her house with another friend of his. He asked if her boyfriend was there and when she said no he asked if he could speak to her alone for a second. They went to the bedroom and as soon as she turned around he kissed her and grabbed her tits through her clothes. Again she likes guys that take charge. He told her how hot she was and how he thought of her pussy had been driving him crazy. He walked her to the edge of the bed and turned her around. With one hand he undid his zipper and the other her pants and thong were pulled down just enough to enter her from behind. She said he eased himself in and that she was really wet.
After a few strokes he picked up the pace and talking dirty to her. Faster and harder till the room was filled with the sound of his balls bouncing of her pussy. She thought about his friend in the living room and if he could hear them. Then she felt his hands grab her hips and pull her back into him and as deep as he could he came. She said she felt his cock twitch and flood her pussy with what felt like a gallon of cum. While he was still twitching he leaned over and asked if his buddy could join. She said yes. When she told me this I almost came in my pants.
The husband pulled out and left the room. My wife was still bent over and she looked down to see cum pouring out of her into the crotch of her thong and jeans. After a minute she pulled up the thong and jeans and walked to the living room. The buddy had left while they were fucking. I tell her he must have heard or peeked in the room and came in his pants. The husband walked over to her again and this time took her pants all the way off and sat her on the couch. He kneeled between her legs and licked and fingered her just fucked pussy. When she came on his tongue he slid his hard cock back into her for another quickie. This time he came on her stomach and tits. He then just put his cock away and left.
My wife had plans to go out that night with a girlfriend so she hurried up, showered and got ready to go out. All night long she said she could feel cum leaking out of her and every trip to the bathroom she had to wipe up globs of it off her pussy lips. My wife is awesome and I love that she shared that story with me.
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How We Started Out
By Guest, in Swinger First Time,
I’m Doc. Marty, my wife of more than thirty years, passed away six years ago from lung cancer. I have remarried, but no longer participate in the lifestyle because my current wife has a different view on sex and love than Marty and I shared. There are still many in the Midwest that will remember some good times with Doc and Marty over the years.
Let me give you a short personal history to give you some background. I was a Navy corpsman in Vietnam. When I returned, I worked in the Naval Hospital in San Diego. Hence, the nickname I got back then, Doc, stuck with me to this day. Marty’s father was a Senior Chief Petty Officer in the Navy and I met Marty when her father brought her to the hospital for some minor ailment. I was enchanted with this beautiful girl and her exotic looks. Let me explain. Her father was Philippine and about five foot five. Her mother was a White Russian refugee, about five foot ten, who escaped from China at the beginning of World War II only to be captured and imprisoned in the Philippines where she met her husband. Marty was as tall as her mother with the same great figure and had a dark complexion like her father. We hit it off, dated, and got married a couple years after we met, when I got out of the Navy. Marty and I moved to the Midwest where I attended pharmacy school and began my career. While still in school, we had our first daughter, Cara. Our second daughter, Maria, was born about two and a half years later after I graduated and started my career with a large drug chain. I guess you could say that moving and pregnancy led us toward the path of sex with others.
Here’s the story of our first experience with another couple. Due to the fact that she was 2500 miles from her family and quite lonely, Marty put on more than sixty pounds with the first pregnancy. After Cara’s birth, Marty was upset with her figure and decided to go to the YWCA for exercise class to get back in shape. It was there she met and became good friends with Janie. Physically, they were very different. Marty was five foot ten barefooted, eventually got down to a weight of 125 pounds. I don’t know for sure but I suspect her measurements were something like 34” C-cup, 20” waist and 31” butt. Quite honestly, Marty had hardly any butt and was very slim hipped. Janie was barely five foot two. For most of the years I’ve known her, she has weighed between 150 and 180 pounds. She has always battled a weight problem. Measurements were about 36” DD cup, 30” waist and 39” hips. She was a dark haired fireplug with an engaging smile and a spirited personality. As they say, to know her was to love her.
Janie, her husband Tom, and their two kids became regulars at our house. We often had them over for a cookout and we went to their place quite often also. When we got the bigger house with a pool just after Maria was born, our house became the place to be most of the time. I was working a lot of hours then because of a promotion I had earned, so Marty wasn’t getting the quality or quantity of sex she was used to getting. I got home late on a Friday night after the kids were in bed. Marty, Janie and Tom were all in the pool, skinny-dipping. Not aware of this, I went in and put on my swim trunks and fixed myself a tall drink. Setting my drink on the table by the pool, I leaped into the water, my eyes open, I realized that the others were without suits. Surprised, I broke the surface and looking at Marty saw her smile. When I asked why no swimwear, she just smiled more and said something about them being too cumbersome. About that moment, someone and had swam up behind me, tugged my trunks down and as I turned, grabbed my penis. Janie surprised me when her head broke the water surface and she was smiling up at me. Marty had moved over beside us and whispered in my ear that there were more surprises in store for me and she hoped I was in a good mood. So began my night to remember forever.
Apparently because I had been working so much for the past several months, Marty had been spending most of her time with Janie and Tom. Needless to say, sex had not been a high priority with me and Marty had not been happy with that. She had let me know a couple times, but I had ignored her pleas. She had voiced her unhappiness to Janie and Janie introduced her to the vibrating dildo. That didn’t satisfy Marty for long. She likes the touching part of sex. So she and Janie had began physically satisfying each other by touching and using the dildo on the other. Not oblivious to everything, I had noticed that over the past few months Marty and Janie seemed to be a lot more physical in their relationship with a lot of touching and patting. Like a typical man, I didn’t put much thought into it. And from what I learned later, Tom didn’t notice as much as I had.
Somewhere during this time, their relationship and activities began to be very intense. They were not only using the dildo but were orally satisfying each other. One night a few days before the swim party, Tom came home early from his softball game and found them in bed in a 69 position hungrily and passionately lapping each other’s pussies. The kids were in bed and Tom didn’t want to make a big scene and wake them, so he dropped his clothes in the hallway and marched into the bedroom with a big erection. Knowing they were caught and it could be trouble all around; the girls were ready to play along with whatever Tom wanted them to do. He told me he just couldn’t help himself; he had to bury his cock in Marty’s pussy. Marty didn’t object and apparently had several orgasms before Tom shot his load on her stomach. Janie had been sucking her tits all this time and kissing her passionately. They didn’t give him much time to recuperate before Janie climbed on his half-staff cock and Marty placed her pussy over his face. I was out of town at a company meeting so Marty and the kids spent the night there and Tom did his best to keep up with the girls into the wee hours of the morning.
Marty, Janie and Tom had a long discussion about how they would tell me about their little escapade. That was when they came up with the idea of a skinny dip and Janie coming on to me. Marty knew that I was not aware of what was going on between her and Janie. She also was not sure how I would react because we had never really talked that much about sex. We just did it. And we were good together. We had done some experimentation with positions and such, but nothing else. I didn’t need porn to turn me on. I had Marty. What I didn’t realize was that Marty really enjoyed sex more than I knew and when I wasn’t providing it, she got desperate.
With Janie holding on to my penis underwater, I began to get an erection. Apparently I had a stunned, deer-in-the-headlights look on my face. Marty wrapped her arms around me from behind and said that the three of them had something to discuss with me and they hoped I wouldn’t be mad. Not sure what she meant, but somewhat eager to find out what this was all about, I sort of smiled and said I could never be too mad at her. Tom had been hanging back up to this time and now he sort of closed in on our group of three. Sheepishly, he stuttered something about maybe the girls should tell me everything. So they did. And as the story unfolded and Janie continued to hold my penis in her hands, it got as hard as it had been in a long time. My immediate reaction to the story was that you couldn’t change history and I loved my wife very much. If this was what she needed to be happy in our relationship, so be it.
Janie suggested we get out of the pool and go in the house because she wanted my cock in her pussy in a bad way and she didn’t want to wait any more. So, we got out of the pool, hurriedly dried off and when we entered the family room, Janie pushed me back on the couch, dropped between my legs and began to suck my cock like a Hong Kong whore. She had me to the point that I couldn’t hold it much longer when she stood up and climbed into my lap adjusting my cock so that it slid into her super slick pussy. She bounced on me for a minute or two and began to make noises that let me know she was having an orgasm. I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot a load into her very hot pussy. Janie rolled off me and settled on the couch next to me. She then told Marty that I had filled her with my cum and that Marty better get over to her and suck it out. Marty leaped up out of the chair where she had been sitting and watching.
On her knees between Janie’s legs, she began to lick, suck and slurp the pussy I had just fucked. Every couple of seconds her eyes would look up at me to gage my reaction. When I smiled and said it was okay with me, she attacked Janie with gusto. While all this was going on, Tom had gone to the kitchen for a beer and made cocktails for the rest of us. I hadn’t really noticed, but I think he had been standing behind the couch when Janie reached her orgasm. As I was watching the girls, he handed me the fresh drink and asked me what I thought of them. I had seen pictures in magazines and watched a few porno flicks in the Navy with two women, but I had never witnessed this kind of activity in person. I realized that it really turned me on. Tom suggested that I get behind Marty and slide my very hard cock into her while she finished Janie. He then sat on the couch beside his wife and proceeded to fondle, kiss and suck her huge tits. As I fucked Marty from behind, I saw her hand go over and grab Tom’s cock. Soon, she had finished with Janie and was inching her way over to in front of Tom as I tried to keep my cock in her juiciness. Lost in the moment, I was aware that Marty was having an orgasm.
I still wasn’t quite there so I continued to pound away as I watched Marty’s head bouncing up and down in Tom’s lap. I couldn’t actually see his cock in her mouth, but I knew that was what was happening. As Marty began her second orgasm, I was ready and I shot a good size load into her. Still on my knees, I crawled toward Janie and watched as my wife devoured another man’s cock. This was the kind of thing she had only done for me in the past. I knew she enjoyed it {unusual I am told}. {She told me later she enjoyed sucking cock and getting the juices from it because she knew that cock would bring her a lot of pleasure when it was hard again.} I was lost in the physical pleasure and erotic stimulation of what was going on around me. Never had a thought of jealousy or envy until later the next day.
Marty and I talked for hours after Tom and Janie went home. We reaffirmed our love for each other. Marty didn’t apologize for what had transpired and the way it did, but she did ask for my understanding. She told me that I was the only man she loved and she loved having sex with me when I was around. She just needed it more than I had been able to offer it in the recent past. I told Marty that I loved her more than anything else and that I was sorry I had not been there to satisfy her sexual needs. I understood what had happened and I was okay with it as far as it had gone. I guess I was glad she wasn’t out in some bar looking for it from a stranger. She told me that had never crossed her mind. She said that if Janie hadn’t been such a willing participant, things probably would never have gone past Marty complaining. Marty said she couldn’t explain it, but she felt like she wanted sex every day and wouldn’t mind it two or three times a day if it didn’t get in the way of taking care of the girls. She said she knew that was an impossibility, but it was something she just felt she wanted.
After that first night with Janie and Tom, the frequency of our sex improved to three or four times a week. Regardless what time I got home, regardless how tired I was, if I could get it up, I tried my best to satisfy Marty’s cravings. We averaged two weekends a month with Janie and Tom. Marty and Janie continued to play together once or twice a week with my and Tom’s knowledge and approval. At least we knew where the girls were getting their loving. The four of us attended some key parties with five or six other couples that we had come to know. Janie really loved the big parties where she could have all the men and women she wanted.
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My friend {Rick} and my wife {Mary} had contemplated the idea of a back rub, at first Rick was nervous not knowing where this would go. He started with a common neck massage, down to an upper back massage, and eventually to what turned out to be a breast massage. Mind you that this is happening in bed while we were watching TV. At that point I decided to go under the sheets to explore my wife's inner thighs and also to kind of give Rick the hint that this was going somewhere. After licking my wife's delicious pussy lips for a while, I heard the obvious sound of them kissing above the sheets. At first it was a very discreet sound but it progressively became a more passionate sound with very sexy moans from her; it is at this point that I come out from under the sheets and I see for the first time how my wife gives herself to somebody else. Within the next few minutes Mary reaches under the sheets and finds Rick's dick, hard and ready to play with. Rick is of course astonished but makes no comment about it, he just goes with the flow.
At this point Mary decides its time to go to the next level and pulls the sheet away with the intention of going down on Rick for the first time but with some hesitation at first. I'm still between her legs and the view of her face approaching Rick's dick is amazing so I encourage her to go ahead and that it is ok with me. The next thing was just the most erotic thing I have ever experienced - my wife is sucking someone else's dick and she is enjoying it, wow. Needless to say, by now Rick is on the top of the world not only because he is getting one of the best blow jobs of his life but because she is the girl his best friend has been bragging about for the past few years.
So moving on, by the time Mary had Rick hard and ready she proceeded to get on top of him and continued to kiss him passionately. By now I'm just on the side of the bed enjoying the show and hoping that she goes to the next level. After a few more minutes of kissing and rubbing against him she finally made my fantasy come true by deciding to get Rick inside of her, my god the look on her face that night is something I still have with me even after all these years. Rick is not dramatically bigger than I am but he is a bit longer but what I figured did the trick was the fact that she was having somebody different after 5 years of being married to me, somebody she never thought she would have although she always said Rick was the most attractive guy of all my friends, so she was truly enjoying him going at it.
In the heat of the moment all I could hear was her moaning louder and louder until he finally gave her a sign that he could not hold it anymore and had to cum. Not having used a condom the first time she did not want to take a chance of getting pregnant so she decided to get out right at the time he was cumming and decided to take it all over her stomach and part of her boobs, it was just magnificent!
This is just part of what started a few years ago, from there we have matured into a much more solid marriage and we now enjoy a diverse number of activities that include parties, trips to Miami and Europe and all over the states just to experience new adventures. Please stay tuned and let me know if this is any good so that I could tell you guys a few other experiences we've had in the past years; for instance, her first experience with another woman, our first foursome, our trip to Miami and Europe {not to miss this one}, and of course her first experience with a very well endowed black man and why not, I'll let you know about her first anal experience. Thanks for reading.
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Cheryl Gives In
By ted1961, in Swinger First Time,
Cheryl is in great shape, and at 36, she still caught the eye of some of the young guys on the pool deck. By mid morning we had started to sip on some drinks, and by lunch we were both feeling pretty good. Cheryl, who had also noticed the looks from the guys on the lounger next to us, turned to one of the guys and asked if he would mind putting some suntan lotion on her back? He did a double take, but readily agreed. He looked to be in his mid 20's as did his friend. As he rubbed the top of her back, she told him to be sure and get next to the fabric of her swim suit, she didn't want to blister. He was happy to oblige. He asked what about her legs, she said of course! You could see the excitement in his eyes. As he rubbed the top and inside of her thighs, he couldn't help but let his hand slide next to her pussy. I don't know who enjoyed it more, him or her!
After about 45 more minutes, she asked if I was ready for lunch. I said, sure. She then asked our new found friend if he and his buddy would care to join us in the condo for lunch. They didn't hesitate to say yes. When we went in, Cheryl excused herself, and ask me to fix the boys a drink. I did and after a few moments of small talk, she called for me to come there for a second. I went to the bedroom and she was standing there naked, with her robe on the bed. She asked if I was ready to live out the fantasy. I said with both of them? She said why not? So I said go for it. She put on the robe and followed me into the den. She got a drink for herself and asked the guys if they needed a refill? They did.
As she came back, she had opened the robe to expose her beautiful tits and clean shaven pussy. She simply gave them their drinks and sat down. The guys couldn't say a word.We could both see the effect she was having on them, as their shorts were stretched to the limit. Cheryl then stood and took each one of them by the hand and said come with me boys. They responded without saying a word. She lead them into the bedroom with me close behind. She pulled down the trunks of the young man to her right and exposed his 20-something cock. He was rock hard and about the same size as me. When she exposed his friend, we were both surprised to see the biggest cock we had ever seen. Cheryl looked back at me and gave a nervous grin. She grab the big one just under the head, her hand not even fitting around it and proceeded to give him a blow job.
As she bobbed up and down taking more every time and with all her talents could only swallow half of that monster. She stopped long enough to put him on the bed and instruct the other not to stand and watch, and take her from behind. He was all too eager to comply! It was a sight to see my wife there before me trying to swallow the biggest cock and getting pumped from behind at the same time. As if by clockwork, all three came in one instant, and collapsed. The two guys were laying there with her in the middle as she began to stroke the monster back to life. She told him he needed his turn. She mounted him and worked in the head and froze for a moment. Then she slowly worked herself down until her pussy engulfed the giant dick. She then rode up and down on the monster until it exploded. She looked as if she was impaled on a stick setting on the dick until it went limp. She told the boys she needed to rest now and sent them back to the beach. She then turned her attention to me and fucked my brains out. She said she was hooked, and couldn't wait to find more people back home to play with. I could only lay there and smile! :}
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“Well,” May said as she opened the scrapbook. “I had that talk with Mom last night. We were right.” She opened it to a five by seven picture of Mom and Dad with their friends, the Beardsly's. The nakedness didn’t bother me, our whole family has been active nudists since before we were born. It did shock me, though, to see that they were making love with the wrong people. Mom was riding Jim with his hands on her breasts. Dad had Maria on her back socking it to her. In the background were two other couples also going at it. My first thought was “ew” but we’d suspected this for years so it wasn’t really such a surprise.
May and I had been talking about the option of swapping spouses for quite a while. She had brought a magazine over a year or so before: Swapping Fun was a newsprint ad magazine with black and white photos and lots of ads for swingers. It had two very crude stories of swapping parties which we dismissed as pure fiction but which we found to be very erotic. We joked about swapping our husbands but never had taken it seriously, at least not too seriously. Brent is very cute and he does like to flirt. My nickname for Doug is “My horndoug” We never really took the thoughts very far in our conversation but it was clear that both of us were interested at least a little in being adventurous.
Our conjectures began in February. Mom and Dad aren’t very money oriented so May always did their taxes for them as soon as the W2s came in. Rummaging through Mom’s desk, looking for some medical receipts, she found a copy of 5miles. After Swapping Fun, 5miles was super sophisticated. The artwork was great and the stories were fantastic. A woman in one of the pictures, giving someone a blowjob looked a lot like Mom. No way, we thought. On the other hand, there were a couple of marginal notes in her handwriting reminding herself to call some of the people to set things up. May forgot about the taxes while she dug through the closets until she found a box with over a dozen issues. The two issues she copped kept us in erotic fantasyland for quite some time.
May is… well, she’s very blunt. She decided to visit Mom and show her what she’d found. By the time the kids got tired and had to have lunch we’d discussed that conversation several times. Mom and Dad were actively involved in a swapper’s club and had been having sex with other couples since he was in the Air Force before we were born. May got us both laughing when she commented: “It’s a good thing we both look so much like Dad.”
Fast forward through several weeks and dozens of earnest talks between May and me, Doug and me, May and Brent, Brent and Doug, and all of us with Mom and Dad. We’d finally gotten over the “eww” factor. It didn’t seem to be such a big thing when Mom talked the four of us into getting blood tests but afterwards there was a definite shift in our attitudes. She told us we should do it “Just in case” but it was very much a crossing of the Rubicon. May and I were definitely thinking that something might happen. Of course, Brent and Horndoug were all for making something happen. It took a lot more talks before May and I got over our insecurities and began thinking about actually doing something. The turning point came one Saturday afternoon at our nudist club. Billie and Eduardo, our friends about three years older than I am, had lunch with us with their two kids. Shortly thereafter, The Henderson's, about Dad’s age dropped in. Mom and Dad said that they were going to take all the kids on a nature hike then swimming afterwards. They said they’d be gone about two hours.
We all knew that the two couples were members of Mom and Dad’s club. For a while after the gang left with our parents, there we were, the six of us sitting naked around the living room of our double wide waiting for someone to say something. Slowly my gut began to tell me that something was happening. I felt confused, a little jealous, and unsettled but I also felt very positive about what I kind of knew was going to happen.
I don’t remember who started it but soon we were all talking a mile a minute asking questions and getting answers. Doug and Brent were wise enough not to talk much, leaving May and me to ask all the questions. At one point the guys went into the kitchen to find out the score of some game while we women continued to talk. At the time, I didn’t think much of the fact that when they returned, Brent sat next to me, and Doug sat next to May. Eduardo and Karl also swapped places. It seemed natural for our friends to put their arms over the women’s shoulders and massaging backs until I recognized that they were swapping. Then I realized when Brent put his arm over my shoulder that Horndoug was giving May a shoulder massage. The four of us looked around silently. May asked: “Uhhhh… are we going to….” Billie grinned and asked “Why not?” More silence then Eduardo laughed lightly and tried to put us at ease: “Look. You guys are obviously ready but not for everything. Let’s just explore a bit and see how comfortable we are.” Beverly added: “Group hug time!” so we stood and put our arms around each other for a while. Our friends began to get a bit frisky, fondling breasts. I felt a hand on my breast and Brent told me he’d always wanted to do that. It felt rather good. I got a tingle down the middle of my back and a little frog in my throat. I managed to tell him to go ahead. Telling him that kind of broke the tension. Of course I knew what was going to happen. We all had known that since Mom told us our friends were coming over. May and I had tacitly agreed and both of our spouses were on the track too. All we were really waiting for was for something to get the ball rolling.
Beverly got the kissing going. First there were pecks on the cheeks of the guys on either side of her. May and I followed suit. Soon the kisses were a bit more erotic, in keeping with the breast manipulation that was going on all around the circle. I gave Doug a big kiss then asked “OK?” He kissed me back and nodded. Then I kissed Brent and before I knew it we were pressed together kissing passionately, rubbing together. I really can’t trace my feelings, but being an artist they seem best described by their colors. They went from apprehension, a kind of a gray-blue background with flashes of yellow then acceptance and my feelings turned to a much more pleasant Prussian blue. Brent’s hands on me, the deep erotic kisses and his fully erect penis poking at me quickly turned my feelings to a bright, iridescent red with yellow undertones, almost like fire. That’s how my insides felt. A huge wave of incredible warmth suffused me as I nestled into Brent erotically for the first time. Horndoug and I had fantasized many times about swapping with May and Brent so this seemed an extension of those feelings. He was doing wonderful things to my boobs and he’s such a marvelous kisser. We went on and on and on, reveling in our newfound feelings together. I noticed Eduardo leaning back in the couch. Beverly was sitting in his lap facing forward while he played with her boobs. His erect penis was sticking out from between her legs as if it were her penis. What a rush I was getting.
When she reached down, moved her hips about and inserted it into her vagina my feelings went wild. Brent was driving me crazy with his hands and his erect cock poking at my tummy. Seeing Billie riding Karl on the floor like a cowgirl sent me over the top even more. Then I saw Horndoug and May. A huge pang of jealousy was quickly chased away by Brent’s ministrations. May’s legs were wrapped around Doug’s waist as he pumped into her, kissing her and playing with her boobs. Brent maneuvered me down into the love seat and took almost the same position with me. All of my jealousy disappeared, replaced by more orange and red, like a sunset… no a sunrise. This was a beginning, not an ending. Brent’s kisses sent waves and waves of alternating heat and cold into me, all through me. Probing with his cock all about my pussy he asked: “May I?” I answered with a passionate kiss. I’d fantasized many times about this but when his penis began to enter my vagina it made all the fantasies pale in insignificance. For the first time in over eight years another penis was inside me. It didn’t take long… or did it? I don’t know how long we rutted together, his penis probing, exploring, doing things, wonderful things to my whole being. My tensions rose, I tingled all over, I got higher and higher until everything released all at once as I shook all over moaning and screaming even though we were still kissing. My feelings were totally indescribable.
Slowly I realized that he was still inside me, still slowly thrusting softly into me. At first it was uncomfortable, I was too overloaded but soon it was starting to feel good again. I pulled him into me more, as much as I could. This was too good to pass up. Soon I was rising and rising and rising again as we fucked and kissed and enjoyed this totally new experience… a new guy, a different guy… and all around us were others making love too. Seeing my sister riding on my husband’s cock sent me over the top again and I was groaning through another orgasm with Brent. Perhaps not as monumental as the first one but absolutely wonderful. This time I retained consciousness, overloading my mind with the images around us. I felt Brent’s excitement growing so I began milking his penis with my pussy muscles. Why didn’t I think of that before. It’s fun to play with a cock with my muscles like that and it took no time at all before Brent was pumping his fluids into me over and over as he groaned and shook through his orgasm.
We rested, fondling each other for a while. After some time Billie asked us what we though of what had happened. May grinned from ear to ear: “I think we’ll do this again, right Sis?” “You Betcha!” I responded. We talked for quite some time about how we would continue with this new experience. We did another group hug, perhaps not as sexy as the first one but much more comfortable with lots of touching and kissing. We shared some more lemonade in the kitchen while we continued to talk, unable to keep our hands off of one-another. I got to play with all the guys’ cocks, comparing them for size and shape. Soon all the guys were up and locked again. Beverly asked whether we could have a circle. “What’s that? I asked?”
It’s kind of a tradition in the club. After the playing we like to share with everyone. The guys go around the circle screwing all the gals. May and I looked at each other then at our husbands. “Why not?” We asked in unison. Trooping into the bedroom all the women laid on their backs on the king size beds. We started with our own husband’s familiar penis inside us. We shared some kisses and some fondling as well as some sexy comments. It felt good to have Doug inside me again. He knows how to excite both my clit and that really sensitive spot just inside my vagina at the same time. About the time I was just getting into the mood Karl said “Time to change partners now.” I felt a real loss as Doug reluctantly pulled out of me and gave me another kiss. Not to be left out, though, soon Eduardo presented his larger, thicker penis to me. I took it with just a bit of trepidation but quickly guided it into me. The combined juices of my pussy and Brent’s semen let it slip in with hardly a pause. Soon I was feeling my third cock of the day. The unique feelings of his thrusting and kisses quickly brought on another small orgasm and just as I came down, it was time for Brent’s now familiar appendage to take Eduardo’s place. “I could really learn to like this.” I thought. I was just beginning to rise again when it was Karl’s turn. Doing this all so close together gave me a chance to compare the feelings of all the different cocks inside me. I restarted my rise again and came very nicely with Karl and right afterwards he came inside me. I rather enjoyed feeling his orgasm after all of mine. I heard Brent come, then Doug. As I was relaxing with Karl’s shrinking penis still inside me I looked up with a start to see Mom standing near the bed. Resisting the urge to hide what I’d been doing I just smiled at her.
“Well, kids.” She asked: “We thought you’d have fun. Did you?” All of us said “Yeah.” “Are you going to do it again?” May answered: “and again and again, and again.” We all laughed our assent. “Circle?” She asked. “Yeah..” Responded Billie. We thought it would get them over any remaining reservations.” The four of us agreed that it had been a good idea. May ventured that I had trained Horndoug well. I thought a moment then told her that it wasn’t so much that anyone was better, but the unique situation and the others around sure does add to the excitement. She agreed that it was the differences that made it so good. My good ole Horndoug quipped: “Vive le difference.”
“Well, playtime is over, kids. It’s time to get cleaned up. We’ll be bringing the kids back in about ten minutes unless you want to meet us at the pool.”
“We all need showers now. We’ll meet you there and use the pool showers. Ours is too small for all of us.” May answered. Brent added: “We can open the windows and let some fresh air in to get rid of the whorehouse smell in here.” We laughed and after another group hug and lots of fondling and kissing we all wandered over to the pool. My double load of semen must have been visible had anyone looked but nobody said anything.
So that was our introduction. Our folks usually watch our kids when we go to club parties now but once in a while we’ll be at parties together. It still feels odd to see them banging other people… Hell, it still seems odd to see them making love together but we are getting over that. I surely am glad that May ran across that copy of 5miles that February afternoon.
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Swingtime
By EmilyAustin, in Swinger First Time,
I confess, it feels completely out of character to be sitting down to write this story. I can’t imagine who might read it. I hope my experience might be of help to a woman like myself who has found she is stuck in the same old routines of home, kids, etc. Perhaps it may help her find new possibilities in her life and in her relationship with her husband.
Since I have always been a very sexual person, I thought that my life would always be full of erotic adventures. I didn’t see why, even as a married woman, sex should ever have to be dull or uninspiring.
I love Scott. He is a wonderful husband and father. He is also very attractive. We have had a good life for the past ten years and plenty of good sex. But between managing the house, the kids and my career, I have been exhausted most of the time.
I have always had a weight problem. Scott would not agree, but after all, Scott's taste in women have always veered toward women of generous proportions. I have always tried to keep an exercise routine and watch my diet. I’ve also tried to maintain a healthy attitude about my body, but that is a challenge these days. Although my extra pounds had never been much of a problem in the past, I was starting to feel unattractive. This only aggravated my anxiety about the direction my sex life with Scott had been heading.
Brian and Nancy were another married couple Scott and I have known for years. I met Nancy at a night-course we were taking as a requirement for our sales careers at a large paint company. Nancy was a doll. We seemed to have a lot in common and became very close. When we began to get together socially as couples, Brian and Scott immediately clicked, and we were all soon best friends.
Brian and Nancy were a lovely couple; very affectionate and thoughtful toward each other and toward us. For example, when we moved to a new home, they were among the few friends who kept their word and showed up to help us load the moving truck.
The day we moved into our house was very special. But I was unprepared for what happened when I found myself alone in an empty bedroom with Brian. He had been working hard all morning, pleasant and good humored as always.
I was surprised by how close I felt to Brian. Over the years, we found we shared a natural short-hand in the way we talked. I sometimes felt we 'got each other' better than our own spouses did.
I was big with child at the time, so I had been forbidden to do any heavy lifting. Nancy and Scott had gone off to pick up lunch.
As I stood there, watching Brian wrestle a mattress into place, I couldn't help feeling a deep wave of gratitude for his help and friendship. I found myself wanting to show him how much I appreciated his presence in our lives. As I approached him, I wasn't sure if I intended to give him a hug, or a kiss on the cheek. Without a word, Brian turned to meet my face, and we kissed. Before I knew it, we shared a series of long sweet kisses. Brian was a sensuous man and I was soon entranced by the magic feeling of his mouth on mine. It had been years since I'd found myself necking with a man other than Scott, and I experienced waves of excitement not felt since I was a girl. Brian's arms held my waist and he pulled me close, but gently, so as not to put strain on my enlarged tummy.
After a minute of this, I became anxious. What was happening here? I was getting very turned on. Did I want to have an affair with Brian? I was afraid of the sudden rush of questions about my morals and loyalties, but I did not wish to alienate Brian either.
But as we parted, I looked into his open face and saw that he intended no such thing. He was very happy with Nancy. Plus, he valued his friendship with Scott and me far too much risk losing it by proposing an impulsive affair. As we exchanged looks, his eyes told me that he appreciated my kisses, and he wanted me to know that I was a beautiful, desirable woman. A minute later, the moment was over.
Soon, Nancy’s minivan pulled into the driveway. As they entered the front door, carrying bags of take-out, Brian and I shared a last understanding glance before leaving the room to join them. We never spoke about that moment we shared, but I have always cherished the memory of that lovely moment.
I have noticed sexual changes in Scott over the last couple of years. It seemed his tastes in our sexual play were changing towards the more exotic, at least compared to the old days. One day, a few years ago, Scott said he wanted to turn on a video camera so he could film me sucking his cock.
I have always been very submissive in bed with Scott. I enjoyed pleasing him and found myself at my most turned-on in that roll. We made a couple of these tapes for fun. We stored them in a locked closet where we kept the liquor and some important documents. Occasionally we would watch one of the tapes as a warm-up to love-making. It was oddly beautiful to watch myself undressing on the screen, unfastening my bra and seeing my breasts. And Scott loved how massive his cock looked as I teased him with my tongue, all the while chatting and laughing.
Why Scott and I fell away from this, I don't know but over time, we became less interested in the videos and eventually forgot all about them. Recently, I had begun to sense other desires brewing in Scott. During our love-making, I felt almost sure that Scott was holding back something he wanted to say to me. Then, about a year ago, he opened up a little. During fellatio, Scott had always been very free and vocal in his appreciation. But on this occasion he said something that shocked me.
He began by saying, 'Oh God, Beth, I love how you suck me.'
'Thank you,' I said, smiling, as I placed my lips around the tip of his cock.
'Beth,' he continued in a faltering voice, 'I want to tell you a fantasy I have.'
I could tell his blood pressure was high and his breathing seemed labored. 'Ok,' I said. I knew that sex could wait while we have a few minutes of talk. I sat up, and gave him my full attention.
'Beth, I don't know how to say this, but I feel a powerful desire to show Brian how beautifully you suck me.'
'What?' I laughed in disbelief. Scott remained silent for a minute, while I tried to process his words. 'What are you talking about?'
Finally Scott continued in a tone which I recognized as his most earnest. 'Beth, I'm not trying to freak you out. I'm only trying to share what's going on in my mind. I have been fantasizing about this for months.'
I could see he was distressed, and I didn't want to discourage his from opening up and sharing himself with me. The trust we had built up through 10 years of marriage demanded that I try to be an understanding wife. I told myself, 'Don't react...just listen.'
'Ok Scott,' I said, massaging his back, 'Tell me your fantasy.'
I could tell my open-minded attitude was the right course. I watched Scott let out a long, uneven breath as he tried to collect himself. He was beginning to see that I wasn't judging him or reacting in a shocked, dismissive way.
'To be honest,' he began, 'I don't really know the fantasy in detail. It seems to take different paths.' He paused and tried to look me in the eye. 'Beth, I want to have another couple in the room with us. I want ...'
I interrupted, 'You want to be swingers?'
'No, not exactly that,' Scott said. 'I want us to have an erotic encounter in a safe, familiar environment with another couple we are close to.'
I smiled at his odd phrase, 'An erotic encounter?'
'Honestly, Beth, I don't know what I want. I can't even explain it except to say that it has been building up in my thoughts and fantasies. But it just seems so impossible.' He stood up, walking to the shaded window. 'It's embarrassing, but sometimes in my fantasies, I am sharing you with another man, and this man is sharing his wife with me.'
For a moment I was speechless, as the weight of this began to settle. And then I realized what ‘other couple’ Scott was talking about. 'You're talking about Nancy and Brian?' Scott didn’t reply.
Despite the initial shock I felt hearing of Scott's secret desire, we made a point to discuss his feelings freely whenever there was opportunity. It didn't take me long to come to accept Scott's fantasy with some amusement. This was just typical male masturbation material, nothing more. I tried to set his mind at ease by demonstrating that I loved him and accepted his sexual quirks.
Soon, I began to introduce aspects of his fantasy in my love-making talk to him. Once, while modeling a new piece of lacy underwear, I asked Scott, 'I wonder what Brian would think of this?' I saw Scott's eyes widen. Just those words were enough to send his pulse racing. On another occasion, just as I was preparing to softly tickle the pink tip of Scott's penis with my lips, I said, 'I wonder what Brian would think if he were here right now?' Scott released a moan. Almost instantly, blood began to pound through his organ as it increased to maximum size. 'Well,' I giggled, 'I know what you would think.'
Last Friday found Scott and I blessed with a weekend to ourselves. My mom and dad had driven down earlier, and taken Lucy and Madeline home with them. They are such loving grandparents and it’s great when the kids can spend quality time with them. Especially since I was exhausted at the end of a long week.
When Scott came home around 5:30, we decided to celebrate the peace and quiet by granting ourselves the luxury of an afternoon nap. It felt wonderful to be alone in the house We snuggled together under the sheets and soon fell asleep as the light began to fade behind the window blinds. After an hour, we woke up feeling refreshed. Scott got up to make some coffee and in a few moments, I heard the sounds of bath water running in the tub. He knew I would love a bath about now.
Our lives had become so draining lately. But I knew that once the kids started needing less constant maintenance, we would get back in touch with these sorts of thoughtful flourishes we used to lavish on each other. Having the time to soak in the tub was delightful. I opened a nearby cabinet and got out a new razor. As I lathered up my legs, I thought how nice it would be to put on some soft music, make a nice dinner, and reconnect with Scott. As I slid the razor across my thigh, I smiled at the thought of his hands on me later that night.
Just outside the bathroom door, Scott called “Beth, it’s Nancy and Brian on the phone. They were thinking of doing dinner with us later.”
I felt a little deflated. I had been looking forward to time alone with Scott. Didn’t he feel the same? But I could hear in his tone of voice that he was up for company, otherwise he would have declined right away. Oh, well. I figured we still had tomorrow night to look forward to as well, so why not? “Sounds good,” I called.
After my bath I enjoyed the luxury of pampering myself, taking my time with my various creams and lotions. I could smell Scott’s coffee and was feeling better and better.
In the kitchen, Scott was finishing up some bills and other paperwork . He got up and wrapped his arms around me. His hands wandered down past my waist, his fingers spreading out over the soft seat of my jeans. He pulled me close until I was snug against his body.
Over the next hour, Scott turned on some music and poured us drinks. We did a little vacuuming and toy-gathering, trying to make the house look ready for company. I got out some pots and pans, enjoying a rare feeling of freedom in the kitchen. It seemed ages since the last time I had the energy and creativity to cook a meal for adults. Tonight there would be no kids in high-chairs, no bursts of temper, no spilled cheerios. Of course I knew that I would miss my girls like crazy in a few days. And by then, I would be happy to resume my role as omnipresent super-mom for the foreseeable future.
I lit some candles and that made the dining room even warmer. By then Scott had finished giving the other rooms the once-over.
Soon Nancy and Brian arrived with hugs and handshakes in the usual fashion. I accepted Brian’s bottle of pino noir as we made our way to the family room.
I thought he looked particularly fine tonight, with his relaxed, open-necked shirt and good coloring. No doubt he’d been busy outside working on some project or other.
Brian had me laughing almost immediately with anecdotes of his day. We shared a taste for off-color humor, and Brian’s straight-faced delivery seldom failed to amuse me.
Nancy said, “Hey, you guys put in some new carpeting!” Scott and I glanced at each other, smiling. Nancy noticed everything.
After dinner we retreated to the living room. We were all in great spirits. The meal had been wonderful, so had the wine. In fact we were almost through a third bottle.
Although we had gotten together with Brian and Nancy often the last several months, circumstances had never allowed the sense of freedom that pervaded the air on this night.
With my girls away at their grandma's, we enjoyed more of Brian’s company. If Lucy and Maddy had been around, he would have been lost in animated play with them, so completely, that he couldn't join in conversations with Nancy, Scott and me. So, the fact that we were all allowed to be grown-ups for a change, was great.
During dinner, there was a hint of flirtation in our table talk. I had never forgotten that moment with Brian years ago, and I could tell he hadn’t either. Brian had a very funny, warm personality that I responded to on an instinctive level. He could suggest just about anything, and I would find myself following his lead.
And I could tell Scott was ratcheting up his charm levels, for Nancy’s entertainment. Her personality had a little-girl quality that made some people conclude that she was not very bright. I knew how wrong they were.
Now, as I looked at the two of them across the table, I couldn’t help smiling, reflecting on how lucky Scott and I were to have them in our lives.
At one point, we were all laughing about the way sexual toys and videos are shamelessly hawked in the most harmless looking catalogs. Scott rummaged through a pile of junk mail and found an example.
Paging through it, Brian asked in all innocence, 'What is a 'cherry pie?'
Nancy's and Scott's blank look told me that even they hadn't heard of this plastic sex-toy, designed to approximate the female vagina. When I explained to Brian what it was, even the low-lighting could not camouflaged the red that was coloring his face.
Before any of us knew it was happening, our conversation began to travel down paths of sexual reminiscence. Brian recalled the story of his first kiss. His tale was familiar, colored with the highs and lows of his perspective as a 15 year-old.
Then Nancy described a funny experience from college days. She found herself at a small party with handful of guys and girls and lots of beer and pot.
She said that one of the guys suggested, 'Let's have a 5-way.' Then, with a surprising minimum of fuss, everyone agreed and all got naked. Except for Nancy. Before she could think of participating, she had to run to the bathroom to shave her legs. We all laughed as Nancy described the naked party guests banging on the bathroom door, telling her to hurry up.
As it turned out, I did have a story of my own to tell. It happened many years ago and I was amazed to realize that I'd never mentioned it to Scott before.
'I've never had sex in a big group,” I said, “but I did participate in a three-way once.'
'Are you serious? When was this?' Scott said.
'Yeah, but I didn't go very far. It happened a year before I met you.'
I noticed Brian and Nancy were all ears as well.
I explained how my younger cousin Michelle had asked me to join her and her new husband Pete in a threesome.
'Your cousin?” Nancy asked.
'Yeah, it's hard for me to remember why I agreed, but well…' I admitted with embarrassment.
I went on to tell how our ménage basically consisted of Michelle giving Pete a blowjob, while I kissed him on the mouth. Michelle had laid out these ground rules in advance and it was a pretty unsatisfying encounter for all concerned.
We talked about it for several minutes. Scott and Brian were completely engrossed. I could tell even Nancy was stirred up by the scene I was describing.
'Were you all naked?' Scott asked, still amazed.
'Michelle was, and so was Pete.'
'What were you wearing?' Brian asked.
'Well, I kept my panties on.' I said.
I could tell that Brian was particularly affected by that mental image.
'God, Beth, I sure would have loved to be a fly on the wall for that.' Scott said, stroking my cheek.
The air quality in the room seemed to become heavy. There was a density like one would feel stepping along the sand through deep water.
Scott looked into my eyes, as though trying to speak to me. I knew what his eyes were saying.
I took another sip of wine and returned his gaze. Then I leaned close to his ear and whispered, 'It's ok. I'm scared, but I'm willing to go along and see where this leads.'
Scott turned to Brian and Nancy. His chest was pounding now. 'Can we share something with you? I've had a fantasy for a long time that involves the two of you. No pressure, but would you trust me to explain what it is?'
Brian and Nancy looked exchanged a guarded glance with each other. 'Well, I don't mind hearing it,' Nancy said.
Brian turned to Scott and gave him a go-ahead shrug.
I gave Scott another look that said “I hope you know what you’re doing…”
'My wife gives the nicest blowjobs in the world. It's been a fantasy of mine to have you guys watch while she demonstrates.'
The room fell silent, except for the sound of the kitchen dishwasher switching to a rinse cycle.
'Jesus,' Brian said.
Nancy looked stunned.
'Well” Brian began, “I have so many reactions to that...'
But Nancy gave Brian a warning look. 'What exactly are you asking us to do?'
I could sense that this was a big mistake. We were making our friends uncomfortable with this crazy notion. We would be lucky if they ever spoke to us again.
Scott was anxious to assure her, 'I don't want you to be uncomfortable. What I would like is for you two to just sit there and watch.'
His voice was shaky from nerves. He was clearly amazed he had been carried away by this impulse to reveal such a private sexual fantasy. 'I know it's a strange request and I...' Scott broke off . He glanced at me for help but I was speechless.
'I'm sorry guys.' Scott said, 'This is dumb. I'm putting us all in an awkward situation. I don't know why. I must be drunk or out of my mind. Please pardon me.'
'Not so fast,' said Nancy, 'Give us a chance to catch up here. We're best friends, aren't we? Let's just talk about this.'
'Right,' Brian said, 'Yes, this is a little scary, But we're mature adults.'
Nancy turned to Brian, 'To be honest, I'm getting a little turned on here. Does that bother you?'
'No,' Brian said, 'I feel the same way. I mean, I value our friendship above all else, but I feel like I'm fifteen again.'
Looking into my eyes, Nancy said, 'We love you guys and we want the best for you.'
Turning to Scott, she added, 'And if we can help make a fantasy come true...'
Brian took a deep breath and suggested, 'Why don't we take it one step at a time. If we feel uncomfortable, we can stop, is that fair?'
I had no words at the moment. Just a flooding sense of relief that Scott's crazy fantasy had not caused a rift in our friendship.
My heart began to pound faster than ever. Was this really happening?
'You guys are amazing,” I said. “Thank you for being so open-minded. I'm so embarrassed. But Scott has been talking about doing this for months. I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to bring it up.'
Nancy said, 'It's OK.' she said reaching over and taking Brian's hand. “I have to admit, this is a little scary, but my heart is racing...”
Nancy took a breath, searching for the right words. 'I think we all need more excitement in our lives. We're getting too old to let fear keep us from experiencing peak moments when the opportunities come knocking.'
As I took a moment to process this, I realized Nancy was right. Life is too short. We did not have time to waste sleep-walking and living every day the same as the day before. I yearned to feel this excitement and I decided to proceed. But not only for Scott's sake, but for my own.
I was feeling my blood pressure increase. 'Would you mind if I took off my blouse?' I asked.
I began to unfasten one button, then another. As I pealed away the silky garment, I revealed the two swells of my breasts, fastened into a large, lacy, cream colored bra.
In Nancy's face, I could see a look of genuine appreciation. My nipples began to swell and protrude, making small hard bumps through the fabric.
There was no sound in the room as I reached around and unhooked the back. As the straps unclipped, my breasts relaxed and the silky cups sagged under their full weight.
I held my breath as I tugged at the silky garment. The two cups relinquished their hold and the straps followed behind. My breasts hung freely now, evoking admiring gasps from Brian and Scott, even Nancy. She seemed amused by Brian’s reaction to the sight of my breasts. I was very excited. So much so, it was difficult to breath. A wave of unreality came over me as I tentatively caressed myself. Judging by the feel of my pulse pounding through my body, I felt I was beginning a sensual journey I would not soon forget.
My ample rear-end has been a source of embarrassment over the years. Like many women, I’ve tried different diets and exercise plans. Despite my sporadic success with weight loss, my backside has always maintained a round, exaggerated shape. Motherhood certainly hasn’t helped either. For some reason, I felt no shame as Scott loosened the belt on my slacks. Maybe I was too distracted for such feelings. I was practically sick with excitement. Finally, Scott slid my slacks down over my bottom, past my thighs, revealing the swell of white panties and lace trim, my last bit of modesty. Leaning on Scott’s shoulders to step out of the slacks, I could hear Brian gasp from across the room.
“Oh my god,” Brian said. I turned and smiled, gratified by the exclamation. I could feel my bottom flush beneath my panties. I also felt warmth begin to flooding through me, getting me damp. I realized that I had never felt so exposed and vulnerable.
“Honestly, Beth,” Nancy added, “you’re so beautiful.”
Scott looked up at me, smiling. “See, Honey? What have I always told you?”
I turned to Nancy and blushed even redder. “Thank you,” I said. It was all I could think of to say to another woman who was sitting on my living room sofa, watching my husband undress me.
I asked, “Would it be ok if I kept my panties on?” I was fine with my state of undress so far, but it was all happening so fast. I just couldn’t handle being completely exposed.
“Of course,” Scott said. Brian and Nancy also assured me that was fine. Their voices were soft and full of support and encouragement.
I was beginning to feel less terrified as I knelt down in front of Scott. I looked up at my husband. Giving the zipper of his jeans a tug, I said with a smile, “Well, here we go.”
Scott looked down at me, his eyes clouded in an expression of pleading. His eyes had a quality of need, almost begging. “Oh yes,” was all he could manage to say.
Before things could proceed, Nancy surprised us all by saying, “Do you guys mind if I take this off?”
With no drama or self-consciousness, she lifted her cotton sweatshirt up over her shoulders. Underneath were smooth, creamy arms and a lovely frame. Around her small breasts she wore a black lacey bra.
“This is making me overheated,” she said with a light laugh.
“No problem,” Scott laughed. His excitement level spiked, thanks to Nancy’s boldness.
Brian turned to his wife. “Can I help you take this off?” He asked.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Nancy had always seemed a girl of sweet-tempered innocence. It was amazing to see her so uninhibited.
Nancy turned to him and whispered, “Ok.”
Brian carefully unclasped the bra and drew the straps from around Nancy’s shoulders.
We all took a moment to behold Nancy’s lovely breasts with their large, hard nipples.
“Oh, Nancy,” Scott gasped, “You are gorgeous! Brian I hope you don’t mind my saying so.”
“No, I don’t mind.” said Brian, “ I agree.”
Nancy sat back on the sofa, fanning herself with her hands. “Wow,” she giggled.
“Well let me help you with your slacks, sweetie,’”
Brian said. “Here. Stand up and face me.”
“Maybe you’d better,” Nancy said, following Brian’s lead.
As she turned toward Brian, Scott was treated to a view of Nancy’s round rear curves, as they filled the seat of her form-fitting khaki pants.
Soon, Brian began unfastening her slacks. He then began lowering them down around the hemispheres of her soft bottom. She had on black lacy panties which matched her bra.
As her slacks continued their downward descent, past shapely, smooth thighs and creamy calves, Scott moaned, “Oh, yeah.”
Nancy carefully stepped out of her pants, then sat back down and removed her socks. She then cuddled close with Brian as they returned their attention to my seminar. I smiled at Nancy for her courage and trust.
Scott lifted himself and allowed me to slide his pants off down to his ankles. His fruit-of-the-looms seemed barely to be able to contain his straining penis. Beneath the white fabric, it bulged and reached toward his waistband like a ripe banana. I noticed the tip had a large wet circle soaking through.
“Sweetie,” I said, “stand up so I can pull these down. Nancy, I want you to come closer and see Scott’s penis.”
Scott got to his feet. I could tell Nancy was breathless with the escalating chain of events of the past few minutes. She stammered, “Ok,” as she rose. Nancy and Brian moved closer to us and sat on the carpeted floor. Before Brian took his seat, he quickly removed most of his clothes, keeping only his underwear.
Now they were well within our comfort zone, with an intimate view of the stage. We all paused a moment to acclimate ourselves to the suffocating thrill of the four of us in such proximity under these circumstances. Even my dampness spreading across the front of my panties was no longer a secret.
Kneeling in front of Scott, my thighs spread beneath me in a generous way. All eyes were directed on me and I enjoyed the picture I must have presented. I smiled at Brian for a long moment, registering the look of appreciation on his face. I could feel his gaze as it fell on my body. My nipples pointed outward right and left in angles of straining eagerness.
Again, I marveled at life's sudden surprises. Only yesterday, I felt like an overweight, exhausted housewife. Yet, at this moment I had never felt more sexy and alive.
The bulge of Scott’s cock was so beautiful beneath his cotton briefs. Even before removing them, a topography of ridges and veins could be detected under the surface of cotton fabric. His penis was completely engorged with blood and the seminal fluid stain on his briefs had spread outward from the tip of his cock to a diameter of several inches. I reached up and carefully began to pull Scott’s underwear away from him. As I lowered the waistband and uncovered the ripe tuber, I felt a familiar shiver of pleasure at the sight of it.
Pulling the briefs all the way down, I looked up and smiled at Scott. I could tell just by the look on his face that his desire was overwhelming. The fact that his wife down on her knees, performing a demonstration like this for our two best friends was driving him over a threshold of erotic intensity he never knew existed.
“What do you think Nancy?” I asked coyly.
Nancy glanced at Brian for a moment. She seemed to be seeking his approval. His look assured her that she could be candid. He would not be offended.
“It's nice.” she said, clearing her throat. 'It's so big!'
“Do you hear that, Scott?” I teased, “Nancy says you have a nice cock.”
Scott sat back down again, completely tongue tied. Then we all chuckled.
“What do you think of it, Brian?” I asked in a teasing tone.
Brian tried to compose himself but he was trembling visibly now, almost as much as Scott. “Well, Beth, I'm a captive audience.'
“Well,” I said, turning to Scott, “Honey, why don’t you lie on the floor?”
Scott obediently spread himself out on the floor as I repositioned myself so that I was kneeling against his side, my head facing his feet. Scott’s cock looked like a python, lolling on the surface of his stomach.
Nancy and Brian stared in silence as I leaned in and placed a light kiss on the wet tip.
“Oh” Scott moaned softly. And Brian moaned too. I could tell that Brian benefited much by the pendulation of my large breasts as I moved towards Scott’s cock. I could feel Scott’s hand as it began to roam and caress the soft round curves of my buttocks.
I looked up and smiled at Nancy and she smiled back. I lied down on Scott’s stomach so that my lips were within easy reach of the tip. Slowly, and with infinite gentleness, I began to lick the clear fluid that seeped from the sensitive opening of Scott’s cock.
The room was very quiet. I could hear nothing, not even breathing. All I could see was my husband’s beautiful mushroom-shaped cock head. It seemed to eclipse everything else. For minutes I nursed from his opening. Soon my lips were becoming lathered in my own saliva, mixed with the warm secretions of Scott’s cock.
“Jesus, that’s so beautiful,” Brian said, entranced. He had somehow removed his underwear without my noticing. Nancy’s fingertips lightly feathered Brian’s erection where he sat, though her eyes never wavered from Scott’s hot pipe of meat, or my oral attentions.
“Thank you,” I said between one small lick and another.
Then Scott propped his elbows to change his position. I gave him a little room as raised himself to a kneeling position in front of me. “Oh God, that’s wonderful, darling,” he said. And turning to Nancy, he said, “And Nancy, you look amazing. I can’t tell you how turned on I am seeing you like this.”
“How do you think I feel?” Nancy asked him with a smile.
“Do you like giving blowjobs, Nancy?” I asked.
“Yes I do,” she said, giving Brian a smile.
Brian said, “I think I must be in heaven.” His voice trembled with emotion. “Nancy, could you...?”
“Ok,” Nancy said, a little bashful now.
With that, Brian got on his knees so that his cock was close to Nancy’s face. It was easy to see how much they loved each other. Such was their constant mode of courtesy and tenderness.
Nancy gave him a loving smile as she began to lower her head toward Brian’s reaching pole. Nancy had a sensual ritual-like posture. Her smooth, straight back seemed to glow in the light of the candles. And the swell of her panties looked very lovely, resting over her two bare feet.
At the very tip of Brian’s cock was already a pool of seminal fluid glistening and running down the underside of the mushroom head. Nancy placed her tongue gently into the liquid and slowly spread the milk around the swollen helmet-shaped head.
Brian moaned with joy and delight at the subtle, tickling sensation.
I was so turned on by the slow, erotic way she did this. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Nancy’s face looked as she addressed the tip of Brian’s angry-looking cock. Her expression was so pure and loving. She looked like a geisha doll.
I could feel Scott’s hand rubbing the small of my back, and easing down the waistband of my panties.
I turned to him and smiled, “What do you think, baby?”
“I just never want this night to end,” he said.
Now Nancy was gently rubbing her tongue along the underside of Brian’s cock. She said, almost whispering, “I love sucking your penis.”
Brian smiled down at her, “Oh god, you’re so wonderful.”
“You have such a beautiful cock,” she said as she
placed her lips gently around the mushroom head, thereby making her last words almost incomprehensible.
“My God,” Scott said.
Nancy’s attentions were hypnotic and lovely to watch. Her wet lips were infinitely gentle as they continued their task. Slowly, Nancy’s mouth began to slip more purposefully down the engorged cock-head, down past the ridge to the tender nerve-endings beneath the ridge.
Soon, she began to make affectionate, low humming noises, which clearly sent delicious rings of vibration through Brian’s cock.
“My God,” Brian sobbed. He was stealing a look at my ample body with an, infantile joy. His eyes adored my full breasts and hips. His intoxication knew nothing about “husbands,” “wives” or other boundaries. All he could process was a candle-lit garden of delight, full of ripe fruit and juice that ran down your face as you feasted.
By this time, Scott and I were in each others arms, enraptured by the beautiful sight of our friends in such an intimate moment. And we took pleasure in knowing that we were all part of it. As we watched them, our excitement mounted to a level I’d never felt before.
At the seeming height of his accent toward heaven, Brian removed his penis from Nancy’s nursing lips and sat back on the rug. His heart was still galloping and his scarlet cock seemed alive against his stomach, almost spasming in it’s mindless need to ejaculate.
We all took a moment to collect ourselves. Nancy looked so beautiful, as she relaxed. Her lips were wet with foamy bubbles as she smiled in a cute, embarrassed way at Scott and me.
“That was so beautiful, Nancy,” Scott said. His voice was hoarse with so many emotions.
“Thank you, Scott,” she said, meeting his gaze with a smile that showed pleasure in his compliment. Her eyes lowered for a moment on my husband’s hard penis. It looked red, then golden as the candlelight flickered off of it. The playful smile remained on her face as she contemplated it.
“I understand if you would rather not ,” Scott said in a trembling voice, “but could I suggest we change partners?”
It seems obvious now that I should have seen this coming, but I was honestly shocked and hurt by Scott’s suggestion.
Although my breasts and pussy were alive with arousal, I felt suddenly sucker-punched by a tidal wave of conflicting emotions.
It’s true that I wanted Brian, but how could Scott “give me away” so easily? He was giving me to Brian as though he were loaning him a lawnmower. Also, was I ok with watching my husband’s cock enter another woman?
This did not feel right to me at all. This was too much. Too fast.
“I’m sorry,” I said, getting to my feet, “I don’t think I can handle this.” I walked over to the sofa and sat down. I could feel tears spilling into my eyes. The conflict was devastating.
“Beth,” Scott said. “I didn’t mean to push.”
“No, It’s not you,” I said, pressing my hands to my face. “It’s me.”
Scott stroked my hair and said, “Beth, I don’t want to talk you into anything. I love you and only you. I’m not looking for anything else.”
Of course, I knew this. I knew Scott’s love in every fiber of my body. But it was nice to hear him say those words. I needed to hear them.
With my eyes still brimming with tears, I asked Nancy, “How do you feel about it?”
She reached over and hugged me. “I want you to know that I love you both very much, but I would never want to cause any discomfort.”
After a few minutes, I got up and wiped the tears from my eyes and said “Thank you guys for understanding. This is all so new.” The wine bottle was close by, so I went from glass to glass and poured out what remained.
I took a seat on the sofa next to Brian. Nancy sat close to Scott on the love seat. I was fine with it.
We drank and relaxed. The tension ebbed away as we chatted lightly, slowly regaining our equilibrium. After a while, we began to speak with more relevance about our feelings of the moment.
I asked Nancy, “Doesn’t it scare you to think of another woman making love to Brian?
Nancy said, “Yes, it would scare me if it were someone I didn’t know…”
“But what about me?” I asked.
Nancy sipped her wine and said, “To be honest, I just don’t have any insecurity about Brian being with you, since we’re all here together.”
Brian added, “I think we all feel an attraction for each other, but none of us wants to throw away our marriage. I would be lost without Nancy, and I know Scott feels the same about you, Beth.”
Scott looked at me and said, “I have always thought you were gorgeous, Beth, but seeing you this way, here in front of our friends…”
I watched Scott’s penis twitch, as he spoke. It made me feel so good that speaking about me could make his brain send blood to fill up his cock so quickly. Soon, it was standing high in the air, pounding and jerking. Nancy noticed too, and smiled at me.
Next to me, on the sofa, Brian’s penis was also beginning to pulsate, though he tried to cover it with his wine glass out of respect for me. But when my look told him I was not offended, he removed the obstacle and showed no embarrassment.
Nancy said, “Beth, your husband has a really nice cock. It’s getting so big.” She gave Scott a warm smile and looked down into his lap, with an expression one might give to a new-born kitten in a pet shop window
Nancy turned to look at her husband’s face for any sign of jealousy or disapproval. How did he feel about his wife complimenting another man’s cock? Brian gave her a signal that he was fine. Scott adjusted himself, giving his penis room to expand even further.
Scott looked across the room at Brian’s empurpled cock. It seemed to almost vibrate as the tissues within twitched in sympathy with his pulse. Scott’s face seemed almost tortured in unfulfilled longing, seeing his loving wife in such close proximity to another man’s erect cock.
I looked down beside me, into Brian’s engorged penis, the thick stem and shiny, dome-shaped tip with its single, weeping mouth. His fruit looked very juicy.
I began to feel a flood of emotions wash over me, thinking about the man on the other end of this penis. I was realizing at this moment that I’d always had a crush on Brian. He gave me a deep feeling inside of pure comfort.
I thought about how I would feel watching Nancy suck my husband's penis. Naturally, it would tug at my jealousy, but I believed I could handle that.
My fears were beginning to dissolve. I could feel my courage coming back to me.
I turned to Scott. “You know I love you. I overreacted before. I’ve thought about this. Would you still like to try a sort-of... swap?
Brian’s eyes widened as I placed my hand lightly on his thigh. This contact sent a jolt through his penis which made it leap toward me like a divining rod.
Scott’s look was that of a man marveling at his wife’s continued ability of surprise him. “Oh God, yes,” said Scott.
“Nancy, what do you think of that?”
“Are you sure?” Nancy asked.
“Yes, Nancy, honestly. I feel ok now, really.” I said.
Nancy glanced shyly at Scott. He returned her gaze with a shyness all his own. They almost looked like two first graders with a case of puppy love. Nancy’s eyes lowered again toward Scott’s imploring cock.
With all of the affection and trust built up over ten years of marriage, Nancy looked at her husband. Her face seemed to show lines of doubt. She seemed to be searching for guidance in Brian’s eyes. The two of them shared a long look.
“What do you want me to do, sweetie?” she asked.
“I don’t know, sweetie,” Brian said in the special tone of voice he used with her. “Would you like to give Scott a blowjob?'
“Would you be hurt if I did?” She asked.
Brian said, “I think I’ll be ok.”
“Do you want me to give him a blowjob?”
“I’d like to see what you look like with his cock in your mouth.”
Nancy paused to take this in. Her eyes did not leave Brian’s until he gave her a smile of full consent. Then, turning to Scott, she placed her fingers lightly on his chest. Her eyes were dark green and full of warm inquiry. “Scott, would you like me to suck your penis?” she asked.
“Oh, please, Nancy,” Scott whispered, “Would you?”
“I’d love to,” she said.
Nancy curled herself next to Scott, resting her head on his chest. Watching Brian’s face for his reaction, she tentatively placed her soft tongue at the very tip of Scott’s organ. Scott’s head dropped backward in ecstasy as Nancy began to make a slow swirling motion with her tongue.
Brian’s face showed the conflict any man might feel, watching her perform this sacred rite on any man but himself. At the same time, however, he had never seen Nancy’s beautiful blowjobs from this perspective. I sat closer to him for support. We put our arms around each other in a comfortable, friendly way as we continued to watch.
Nancy closed her eyes as her lips began to cover Scott’s tip with child-like kisses. I had to admit that even despite the low-grade jealousy that simmered inside me, her worshipful kisses were beautiful to watch.
Her tongue began to resume its task of bringing forth a gentle, persistent itch at the tip of Scott’s cock. Nancy glided her warm wet tongue, back and forth, back and forth, along the cleft just beneath his opening.
Scott quivered and moaned he looked down at the back of her head. Her hair was pinned at the back in a loose, oriental style that looked very erotic.
He noticed, hypnotized with pleasure, the lovely way her hair grew out from the back of her neck. He could not see what her mouth was up to, but the nerve endings in his sensitive cock kept him constantly updated on the affectionate activities of her lips and tongue.
“Oh, God,” he said. “I must be dreaming.”
Nancy paused from her labor of love. She lifted her head and smiled, saying, “No, sweetie, this is real. Does it seem like a dream?”
“Yeah.” Scott moaned with dreamy, grateful eyes.
“Oh, what a doll.” she said, as she placed her lips around Scott’s crimson mushroom head. Her mouth remained in place as her tongue fluttered the cock-tip that was inside her mouth.
“Oh God,” Brian gasped, seeing Scott’s cock actually entering his wife’s beautiful mouth. “Jesus,” he said, not having recourse to words.
I tickled his waist with an affectionate scratch with my fingernails. Here we were, two friends, watching as our spouses shared this most intimate of acts. I wanted him to know that I, too, was experiencing the roller-coaster ride of emotions he must be feeling. But that everything was going to be all right. Better that all right.
Brian turned his attention from his wife’s pleasure-giving lips to me and gave me a long look. I leaned in and Brian’s lips met mine. We both shared a long, gentle kiss. Then came another more passionate one.
It felt good to kiss Brian again after all the time since those stolen kisses we shared. His lips felt so nice. He clearly felt the same and we soon found ourselves happily necking for several minutes. It wasn’t long before my intoxication got the better of me and our kisses were interrupted by small eruptions of giggling. The laughter came from someplace deep inside me. I felt more liberated than I had felt in a long time.
Brian pulled away from me for a moment and touched Nancy on the shoulder. Instinctively, she knew what he intended and got to her feet. Brian then knelt down and reached up to the waistband of Nancy’s lovely black panties.
“Is this ok?” he asked, looking up into her face.
Nancy nodded wordlessly. With that, Brian slowly brought the waistband of the panties downward.
From Scott’s vantage point behind her, he watched the panties as they began to peel away from Nancy’s creamy, rounded buttocks. When the black lacey material revealed their contents fully, Scott moaned in grateful bliss. “Ohhh yeah…”
As Brian drew the panties all the way down, Scott was helpless against the need to reach out to touch the soft creamy waist before him. His hands touched her wide hips and brailed the rounded curves of her bottom and thighs with uncomplicated delight.
The sight of my husbands hands touching and squeezing her soft skin made me crazy. Although part of me wanted to attack Nancy, screaming, “Stop! Get away from my man, you whore,” I found myself paralyzed.
At the same time, I could not deny that my pussy was in a torment of want. I felt an almost alarming desire to rut like a primitive bitch. God, I was so turned on. Who was I turning into? The blood began to pound in my temples harder than ever. This was happening so fast. I was feeling I had lost control.
Nancy’s contented eyes were shaded by long lashes which looked like wings. She smiled, giving Scott a backward glance as he played with the surface of her body. His fingers savored her breasts, stomach and thighs with worshiping hunger.
Tears sprang to my eyes again as I looked at Brian. Something about the anguished look on my face communicated my need. This time, these were not tears of confusion, but of inexpressible lust. Brian now came crawling toward me. He was letting go of all polite restraint. The look on his face was that of a jungle predator, preparing to feast on its fresh kill.
I instantly knew his intentions and I uttered an involuntary whimper of grateful acquiescence. I got to my feet as Brian reached for my waist.
I wanted him to rip my panties off. I wanted to shock Scott’s attention away from Nancy by having my pretty panties torn from my body. I wanted Brian’s cock to penetrate my pussy again and again.
But despite Brian’s single-minded purpose, he had no intention of making any sudden moves or actions which might disturb the trance we had fallen into.
Brian’s fingers remained on my rear, slowly caressing the seat of my panties. He made no move to remove the garment. instead, his head moved in, low and steady, until his lips touched the warm, damp cotton in front.
Through the haze of pleasure, I felt a powerful flash of guilt. My pussy belonged to Scott. For ten years the only other lips that had tasted it were my husband’s. And now Brian was partaking of it, or soon would be. But gradually, my anxiety began melting into a warm itch. An itch without conscience.
I soon started to whimper as Brian’s lips began to lightly nuzzle the material which had conformed wetly to the edges of my vulva. His lips moved up and down the canyon with agonizing slowness. A hot dizziness swept over me and I thought I would faint.
After a minute, I fell backward onto the sofa. Brian and I laughed like kids. He was driving me crazy, and he hadn’t even pulled my panties off yet. If I had known Brian was so good with his mouth…
Brian’s lips were lightly massaging the soaking front of my panties. His gentle lips were like feathers, tickling, nibbling with infinite patience and gentleness. What began as a delicious tingling feeling on the surface of my pussy, was now escalating to a succulent itch. It was the kind of itch that had many emotional layers and textures.
The itch spoke of the joy of being alive in this moment. By contrast, the itch also said, in the barking vernacular of nerve endings, “Fuck me. Fuck me FUCK ME!”
And perhaps most beautiful of all, the itch spoke of an intoxicating torment, administered by a dear man I cared for very much. I knew that Brian would bring me higher and higher until my arousal was off the charts. And when my pussy could no longer hold up against the mounting pressure of Brian’s affectionate mouth, then would come relief. But relief would be delayed, until my tormentor was ready to provide it.
Finally, Brian must have sensed that I would not abide these panties any longer. My pussy was crying out for the undiluted textures of his lips and tongue. I got unsteadily to my feet as Brian lowered my waistband, just as he had for his wife a few moments before. I was self conscious, thinking again how much wider my hips were compared to Nancy’s. Would he find my large-sized panties comical?
Brian’s expression has he took the panties down past my waist, was nothing short of enraptured. His forehead showed lines of joy at the sight of the panties rounding the swell of my hips and revealing to him my steaming triangle of fur.
The smell of my hot dampness surrounded us. He let out a soft, hungry moan. As the panties slid down the rest of the way, past my thighs and calves, and down to my ankles, he began to gently kiss the creamy expanse of flesh of my tummy and waist. As I stepped out of them, Brian was left holding panties half soaked from the nectar his attentions had brought forth.
From across the room, Scott’s eyes met mine. He had watched the removal of my panties with a look of inarticulate delight.
With the soft, dreamy motions, Brian slowly began to lick my fury lips, back and forth.
“Oh God,” I cried, almost sobbing. Without panties, this was a new and wonderful sensation. Although my pussy was already in paradise, it was clear that he intended to usher it to the very throne of God with the delicate maneuvers of his lips and tongue.
I started to smile and moan with the waves of happiness that coursed through me. I felt almost like a kid on a carnival ride. I felt the excitement, the colors the lights.
I resumed my seat on the sofa and Brian’s face came down close to my sopping wet vagina. I shuddered with the thrill of knowing the real carnival was about to begin.
“Oh, Beth, you taste so good,” he said, as his tongue continued its languorous lapping motion, up and down my slick opening.
I started to feel shivers begin to develop from my pussy as I gratefully touched the sides of his head with my hands. Brian’s slow licking and sucking were starting to cause a buildup of tension and intense hunger. I knew if Brian kept this up, it would not be long before a steam engine of pleasure would explode through me.
It wasn’t long before I could see Scott was kneeling before Nancy. Although the sensations of Brian’s lips seemed to eclipse my awareness of everything else, I watched Scott out of the corner of my eye. He performed his oral choreography on Nancy’s furry vagina. I felt strangely ok, watching him attend to Nancy in this way. I could sense in Scott’s posture his eagerness to please and Nancy seemed to be enjoying herself as much as I was. ‘You go, girl,’ I thought, as my focus was swallowed up again by Brian’s lovely flourishes.
Now he began to insert his tongue, just slightly, while his lips took a more assertive custody of my labia. Back and forth. Back and forth. His rhythms were an agony of slow, unsyncopated bliss. His unpredictable tempo seemed to make each moment a complete surprise and sent my ecstasy even higher.
I began to make grateful sounds that resembled weeping. But of course these were moans and whimpers of the greatest pleasure.
Soon, I noticed Nancy was on the floor, kneeling in front of Scott. Scott had positioned himself to allow her maximum ease of access to his cock.
She looked like a work of art. Her creamy nakedness adopted a classic concubine-like posture, intended to provide wish fulfillment to her master.
Scott enjoyed now, for the first time, what Nancy looked like as she placed her lips around the sensitive ridge of his cock. He almost cried out with delight, feeling the itchy, tickling sensations Nancy created with her lips.
“Oh god, Nancy,” Scott sobbed, “You’re so beautiful.”
“Oh, thank you, sweetie,” she said as she gave his swollen pink tip another kiss. “It’s so nice, sucking your penis. It’s so beautiful.”
I could not begrudge Scott and Nancy the loving words of endearment, so much a part of this ritual. Frankly, I was so consumed with my own pleasure, I was incapable of processing their love words or their erotic tableau.
Brian whispered to me, “I hope Scott won’t be disappointed,” he continued, “You see, Nancy doesn’t like cum in her mouth.”
“She doesn’t?” I asked, surprised, looking at the way she was sliding her lips up and down, so slowly gracefully over Scott’s cock.
As Brian lowered his head once again, he smiled at the drenched, ruined condition of my pussy. He was doing quite a good day’s work for himself the way he was licking and stimulating my vagina, turning it into a flooded canyon of twitching, unstable flesh.
“Yes,” I moaned, as his mouth waded back in. Now Brian began using his out-thrust mandible to gently knead my juicy labia like dough. “God,” I gasped as new colors flickered through me.
Somewhere beneath this nirvana, I could feel myself letting go of all my doubts and fears. I felt so happy that I had given in and let this evening unfold. How else could this happen otherwise?
Brian’s mouth began to take full possession of me. His lips were soft, but slightly more aggressive, creating harmonies of fleshly music with his tongue and chin. The music in my pussy was orchestral. My crescendo was soon to arrive. My fingers tightened around the sides of Brian’s head.
Just when I thought I had arrived at the outermost reaches of pleasure, Brian introduced a new texture to his oral love that took me by surprise. Simultaneously with the other motions of his lips, tongue and chin, he began to create a controlled, side-to side vibrating sensation with his head.
It only took a few moments longer, to realize that I was experiencing more pleasure than I could endure. I felt like if I could hang on a few moments longer, I would see the face of god. But of course, this was not within my power. The rising ecstasy was beyond compare. And like an over-loaded circuit box, I began to throw off sparks, overheat and break down. My brain seemed to grind to a halt, as my spine sent the rest of my body into a spasm of release. My arms and legs jerked as though shocked by a slight electric charge.
Brian’s mouth, sensing my climax, downshifted slightly, but continued vibrating, sucking and licking me.
Another spasm struck a moment later. By this time, I was in a free-fall of ecstasy. I laid there in a dream as Brian continued to kiss my pussy. Soon, his mouth was bathed in warm liquid as my orgasm flooded my vagina.
By the time a third and forth spasm hit me, I was no longer in the room. I was lifeless flesh, in a brief paradise of impossible color and perfection. The beauty pervaded every pour of my body. The escalating torment was over, my burden laid down.
It took me a few moments to come to. When I did, I found Brian's head, resting on my thigh. He was smiling up at me, lightly kissing and caressing my dampness with his mouth.
'Oh Brian,' I said, unable to express my pleasure and gratitude. My hand rested heavily on his head as my fingernails gently raked through his hair.
His face glistened with the dewy wetness of my passion. I could sense that he had enjoyed his activities almost as much as I had. He reached for the undershirt he had been wearing and mopped his mouth and face dry before leaning toward my face. We kissed again and again with great tenderness and affection.
Soon Brian an I became caught up again, watching the engrossing ballet between Scott’s furious cock and Nancy’s soft, placating mouth. Her eyes were closed in a tender way as she bobbed her head down and up again. It was obvious from the way she slowly lathered his cock with foamy saliva bubbles, she was romancing her attentions for as long as Scott could stand it.
But now, after several minutes, it was clear that the nerve-endings in Scott’s cock were no match for the warm, generous mouth of his best friend’s wife. The cock was now in a state of critical anguish. As we watched the cords of Scott’s distended cock veins disappear and slowly reemerge from Nancy’s worshiping lips, Brian and I knew that Scott was ready to burst.
Nancy knelt before Scott with a twinkle in her eyes. Her mouth was completely full of my husband’s cock. His mushroom tip was still being loved and cared for by Nancy’s nursing lips and tongue.
Scott knew his climax was imminent. In a cracked voice he whispered, “Oh Nancy, I’m going to come.”
Brian and I exchanged a glance. There was a pause of one or two seconds when time seemed to stand still.
And then we all watched with wonder as Nancy’s beautiful mouth continued to suck and kiss Scott’s member. The cock was such an enormous size by now, it was all Nancy could do to fit his mushroom head into her mouth. All the while, she gently began tugging his stem with her small, child-like hand. Scott practically fainted with delight when he realized that she wanted him to fill her mouth with cum.
Brian’s mouth nearly fell open as he watched Scott’s cock begin to erupt.
Scott cried out in a long moan of pleasure. He was beginning to gush forth into Nancy’s soft mouth. Even as it erupted in spurt after spurt of foaming sperm, Scott’s penis remained safe within the seal created by Nancy’s two lips.
After another moment, Nancy removed Scott’s still-spewing cock from her mouth. “Oh, Wow,” she said, as cum spilled from her mouth and down her chin. Her mouth was full of sperm.
Brian gasped in a conflicted ecstasy of pleasure and outrage. His wife was giving his best friend the joy of releasing a geyser of cum directly into her mouth. This was a privilege she had never granted him, and he was her own husband. Yet at the same time, Brian was weak at the knees, watching his wife’s beautiful mouth fill up with another man’s cock and then overflow with his cum!
Scott’s thick purple cock-head continued to spurt thick cream onto Nancy’s smiling lips while she aimed the jet streams with the gentle pistoning motions of her hand. In Nancy’s slender fingers, the cock looked like a baseball bat.
As Scott continued a primal moaning, Nancy placed him back into her smiling mouth so that his final spasms would deposit their entire contents there. The displacement effect of Scott’s cock as it re-entered, caused cum to overflow in a thick lather from the sides of her mouth. It dribbled down her breasts like a waterfall and soon formed pools and lakes of cum all over her thighs.
At last Scott’s spasming cock began to quiet itself, surrendering its ebbing fury to Nancy’s continuing kisses and tongue caresses. Scott looked down in disbelief. Nancy’s face was splattered with sperm, as were her breasts and thighs.
It was clear, as she licked and kissed Scott’s drained penis, that she had not swallowed any of the semen, but had allowed her mouth to be a temporary reservoir for the sake of his pleasure. Soon, even more tidal foam began to flow and pool down her chin, as she expelled Scott’s remaining sperm from her mouth.
“Oh God,” Scott sobbed, looking down at Nancy’s angelic face and happy, cummy smile. She was licking the last droplets from the tip, as the cock tissues relaxed and began allowing blood back into the rest of Scott’s body. Although his penis was in the process of a calming itself back into a demilitarized state, Nancy’s loving epilogue of farewell kisses kept it in a lingering, sausage-like state for several minutes.
Even Brian began to blubber with emotion at the beauty of Nancy’s artistry. His cock was flushed and rosy as Brian's brain relayed its impressions of this amazing scene.
As I watched Nancy smile up at Scott, giving his gland a final smooch, I couldn’t help but wonder if Nancy’s technique was wrought from years of experience and skill, or was it inspired by the joy of realizing a long-nurtured fantasy of sucking my husband’s cock?
Either way, I didn’t mind. All thought was crowded out as I repositioned myself between Nancy and Brian. Aftershocks of pleasure dripped through me like syrupy morphine in my blood.
I loved Nancy for giving Scott such pleasure. The gooey cum all over her face and chin was at crossed purposes with her innocent smile, but the effect was quite sexy. With my fingertips, I turned her face toward the candle glow and said, “Oh my, Nancy, you are a mess!”
“I know!” she said, still amazed by her drenching,
Scott then got to his feat and left the room for a minute, padding down the hall to the linen closet.
Nancy looked at Brian for a long moment, waiting for him to speak. Her expression showed lines of concern, perhaps guilt. She had just given Scott a wonderful gift. But that gift was from her and her husband both. It was obvious that Brian’s opinion was of highest importance to her.
What does a husband say to his wife when she has just been fed a rich mouthful of his best friend’s hot semen? What does he say when she is lathered in all that sperm which has spilled down from her mouth like a waterfall?
After a period of silence, Nancy asked, “Did you like that?”
Brian did not open his mouth to speak, but his eyes were wide with amazement.
In a minute, Scott was back with two plush towels. He had soaked one of them in hot water from the kitchen tap. He knelt down beside Nancy and enclosed her face in the warm dampness, sponging away all traces of his cum from her face and chin.
Nancy gave him a smile of thanks and took the towel so she could finish the clean-up herself.
She mopped her breasts and thighs “Thank you, Scott,” She said.
“Thank you, Nancy,” Scott whispered, feeling the words were goofy and inadequate. Then he unfolded the larger dry towel and placed it over her to protect her from the chill.
All I wanted now was Brian’s penis in my mouth. With an expression of grateful anticipation, he knelt upright and I arranged myself so that his cock was hanging close to my face.
I looked over at Scott for a long moment. I was about to impart my oral talents on his best friend. His face showed no trace of trouble or conflict. He told me later, how beautiful I face looked, so close to Brian.
Brian's cock was not fully erect, but sagged from the fatigue of enduring of so much blood traffic throughout the evening. It hung heavily before my face like a center-cut prime sirloin.
Like Nancy, I couldn’t help but curiously monitor Scott’s reaction as my lips touched the very tip of Brian’s penis in a gentle kiss of introduction.
Brian let out a trembling moan.
I had never fully realized how I had been pining for Brian until this moment, when my tongue was exploring the terrain of his cock head. It was delicious. I wanted more, but I forced myself to go slow.
My mouth was perfectly accessible to his beautiful mushroom. As I licked and teased the opening in Brian’s penis, tasting his unique soapy liquid that seeped from it, Brian moaned with even greater emotion. I felt a wave of pleasurable satisfaction.
Blood soon began to pour into Brian's organ, causing the tissues to saturate. Brian's cock stirred and stretched, as though my kisses were gently waking it from a Sunday afternoon doze.
Scott’s face began to show a certain amount of conflict as he watched my loving oral attentions. Even despite his intense fantasies, this was reality. He seemed thrilled by the sight of seeing his wife licking another man’s penis, but he appeared to be trying to suppress feelings of alarm as well.
Scott arranged himself behind Nancy on the carpet, wrapping his arms around her waist. Now, the look on his face was relaxing. Nancy too, looked delighted by the sight of her husband’s cock, treated with such tender loving care by her best friend.
It felt good to feel that Scott’s tension and doubt had passed. Now I could devote myself entirely to Brian’s pleasure. From the sounds of Brian’s moaning, I could tell my slow, lapping and tickling were accomplishing my objective. The nerve endings of his cock-tip were tingling, causing the rest of his penis to be more sensitive. Soon my lips and tongue were addressing a greater area of his cock head, not quite including the ridge.
At this point, there was a rowdy Times Square celebration throughout Brian's penis. All the blood in his body seemed to be invited to the party as it pounded and surged through him. As I softly addressed the surface with my lips and tongue, I smiled with wonder at how thick and turgid his cock had become. It strained and reared from the stress of so much blood demanding access into it, yet outside the sensitive membrane, the atmosphere was incongruously quiet and peaceful as I continued to administer a warm, gentle massage with my mouth.
Brian introduced incoherent gasps into his drastically reduced vocabulary as my tongue paid special attention to the cleft on the underside of his penis.
“Beth,” he moaned.
I raised myself up on my elbows to look into his face. His open eyes looked blinded by colors of pleasure.
“Does that feel good, Brian?’” I asked.
“Oh God yes,” he wailed, clutching his forehead. His cock was twitching up and down, waving in the air, like a tantrum-prone child, demanding attention from its mother.
I smiled over at Nancy, “He’s got a nice cock.”
“You like it?” she asked.
“Oh yeah,” I said as I licked more slippery liquid from the tip.
I was again a little self conscious of my overly ample breasts and hips, as Brian drank me in with his eyes. For a few moments, he placed his hands on my shoulders, then brought them down, brailling my body as he did so. He spent several moments tenderly cupping and holding my breasts, feeling my hard nipples poking into the palms of his hands. He swooped down and lovingly mapped the soft curves of my hips and bottom. His hands were joyous explorers.
Soon, for the first time, I placed my lips around his mushroom head and slowly took it into my mouth. I watched the heated look on his face change to an expression of great quiet, like a calm before the storm. Brian’s cock felt like a plum in my mouth, ripe and firm and warmed in the sun.
My tongue played over broad surface of the tip, tracing the slopes and textures, circumnavigating the equator of his ridge.
It wasn’t long before Brian’s cock was elevated to the fullest height his kneeling position would allow, This brought the cock even more perfectly into position to pleasure him.
I looked up and said, “I haven't had another man's penis in my mouth in ten years. I'm glad it's you, Brian.”
“Oh, God,” he sighed, as I enclosed his plum again.
My lips were very warm and I allowed my saliva to drip freely from my mouth and soak his penis until it was nearly saturated. I slowly began to slide my lips down the length of Brian’s shaft.
This traveling ring of sensation caused Brian to cry out with joy.
My tongue and lips continued up and down the top half of his cock. Each time my lips changed direction, it broadcast a new pleasurable itch throughout Brian’s organ.
I gave my most respectful attention to the inch-long ribbon just beneath his cock ridge. I kept the friction between my mouth and his cock so gentle, that I was barely touching him it at all.
Before long, my mouth was a mess in a sudsy lather of saliva as it continued its task. Brian’s cock was bigger now than ever, fully raised and thrust out by his clench buttocks. This made my job very easy since, my body was in a comfortable position. I felt I could suck him for hours.
“Such a nice cock,” I said, giving his crown a series of soft kisses.
I then got on my knees so that the angle of my mouth could accommodate more of his length. My head was soon bobbing up and down with infinite slowness.
'He tastes so good.' I said with a doe-eyed glance at my husband. 'Does this please you?'
Scott's eyes shined with admiration. He gave me a look of heartfelt gratitude for allowing his fantasy to come true. He sat with Nancy, their arms intertwined as they took in the spectacle before them.
The surface of Brian’s cock began to take on the texture of a wet balloon. As my lips continued to slide up and down its length, the wet surface friction created a vibrating sensation across the taught membranous skin of his swollen gland.
'Mmmm,' I suppressed a giggle, 'I can't believe my husband is going to watch his best friend come in my mouth.'
Scott was moved to speak, 'Isn't she amazing, Brian?'
'Oh Beth,' was all Brian could manage to respond. 'Oh God, Beth...'
Nancy registered a look of shock and her face darkened for a moment. Perhaps I had crossed the line. But I did not care. All my attention returned to Brian.
Brian could feel the wonderful new feeling as my lips resonated slowly up and down his angry purple cock. He was lost in his pleasure. He let out a long moan that spoke of a spectacular flight of ecstasy. The tension in his cock had reached a level that would not stand for much longer.
The slippery, stick-and-slide texture of my wet lips began to trigger the nerve endings in Brian’s cock, creating a kaleidoscope of flickering colors and textures in his pleasure centers. His moaning became more and more desperate, as used soft fingers to gently pump the cock up and down.
The blood, muscle and hormones which had sustained this wonderful erection for so long were running scared in the face of my indefatigably affectionate mouth and tongue. Like an opposing army, routed on a field of battle, Brian’s cock began to give up the struggle.
“Oh God,” he sobbed, 'I'm going to...'
His cock released an eruption of hot cum into my mouth.
Scott and Nancy gasped.
“Mmmm,” I said, my smiling lips sealed around his cock ridge. Another warm spurt soon followed, thick and creamy.
“Ohhh!” Brian moaned with joyous abandon.
My hand was still gently pistoning the skin of his shaft, encouraging the cock to spit up more sauce.
His cum was rich and delicious. It had the taste of olives speared from a perfect martini. But his lather was soon flooding into my mouth faster than I could swallow it. Looking up at his face, I could see that Brian had never experienced an orgasm like this. I think he was astonished to find his penis was firing its payload directly into my mouth.
'Heavens,' Nancy exclaimed, adopting a comical air of matronly disapproval. But her smile bespoke a delight in her husband's pleasure. She had always shyed away from swallowing Brian's semen. But now, watching her best friend relishing her husband's juices, her face showed the beginnings of a possible change in attitude.
Even as Brian's cum came gushing into my mouth, I found myself momentarily taken back to those stolen bedroom kisses we shared so long ago. What a beautiful memory.
And now, here I was, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of his warm, lathery sperm... and all with the blessing and consent of our spouses!
I began to giggle with delight in spite of the lively cock between my lips.
Scott moaned appreciatively as Brian’s next spasm forced thick milk to spill through my lips. As I leaned back to allow myself a moment to swallow my current mouthful of sperm, the cock to fired a rope of milky cum onto my face and neck. Then another.
Soon we were all laughing in wonder at Brian’s capacity. It felt like he had come at least half a pint. Was there no end? Scott even began to applaud. My face was a mess with cum and saliva. Globules of sperm clung to my chin as the rest of it ran in rivulets down my neck and breasts.
“Oh God,” Brian wailed as I wrapped my lips once again, around his mushroom head. His orgasm seemed to be abating and my mouth could easily handle his last few spurts.
With his penis twitching it’s final death throes, Brian delivered a few more warm spasms of cum into my mouth. I swallowed these down with pleasure as I looked up into his face.
His expression was that of a man transported to a world of joyous impossibilities. His eyes were lined in disbelief as he looked down at the rubinesque angel with his cock between her lips and her chin glazed in rich icing.
Scott applauded in earnest now, as though the last cymbal crash had signaled the end of a symphony. With a smile on my lips I spent the next few minutes licking and kissing Brian’s penis as his erection began to soften. I bathed his penis with my tongue, carefully licking any droplets left in the wake of his tremendous orgasm.
Brian looked down at me with eyes full of tenderness and gratitude. I could tell he enjoyed the sight of my body, fairly dripping with his cum. I knew I should get up to wash myself off, but I did not rush. I lingered a few minutes more, kissing and licking Brian’s penis until it was perfectly clean and resting peacefully.
After a few minutes we were all cleaned up and sitting together as couples again. We all felt relaxed a little stunned by the tide of events.
Had this really happened? It didn’t seem possible.
We all spoke to each other in quiet tones. Our words were full of affection and a renewed sense of the depth of the friendship we all shared.
I wrapped my loose bathrobe tighter as I studied Scott’s face. Was there any trace of hurt there? Any sign that he was sorry he had brought this about? His eyes were clear and bright, completely without tension.
Scott turned to Nancy and Brian and said, “You guys are incredible. Thank you for tonight. Thanks for feeling free to let go.”
Nancy and Brian held each other close. They were wrapped in bathrobes as well.
'Nancy,' I said, 'I'm sorry if I offended you back there. I didn't mean...'
She reached over and touched my hand, 'No, sweetie, don't apologize. It's fine. Watching you was a revelation to me. I think tonight helped me to take my love-making with Brian to another level.'
“God, I can’t believe how turned on I was,” Brian said.
“Me too. It was so emotional and intense. I thought I was going to have a heart attack.” Nancy said.
Brian turned to Scott and I and said, “You guys are so lucky.”
Nancy said, “We talk all the time about what a great couple you are. It makes us so happy to have you as our friends.”
“Oh, we feel the same,” I said, “You’re going to make me cry. Thank You. We feel the same about you guys, you know that.” I crawled over to Nancy and Brian to share a hug with them.
Two days later, my mom dropped off Maddy and Lucy and life returned to normal.
Scott and I are closer together than ever. It seems that the sexual awakening we experienced has ignited a new spark and a whole new chapter in our marriage.
Although our amazing night happened only recently, there are no signs that it has affected our friendship in a negative way. About a week later, Brian and Nancy stopped by the house on the way back home from an errand trip. They were full of good humor and chatter, telling us of their odyssey into the commercial sprawl of Mayfield Heights.
Brian handed me a lovely vase of flowers with a note signed by himself and Nancy. It was the sort of thoughtful gesture that was not at all surprising, coming from them.
They had even managed to find a case of Scott’s favorite imported beer.
I was curious to see if anyone would display signs of awkwardness or tension after last weekend. But everyone seemed great. In fact, I could not remember feeling more at ease with them.
We had a delightful afternoon. Nancy and I had a beer as we played with the girls on the back porch. Brian gave Scott a hand lifting some heavy rails for a landscaping project he was working on.
I think we all had a chance to reflect about the other night. Had anything changed between us? I didn't think so. In fact, I had never felt such a comfortable feeling between the four of us before.
And watching Scott work in the afternoon sun, I never felt so in love with him, or our married bond so strong.
Who knows? Perhaps some day soon Brian and Nancy can join Scott and me for some more sexual play. I think we would all enjoy that.
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OK, Syl, We understand your story of getting into the club is pretty interesting, why did we have to wait for Cal to be away before you told it?
Well… I think I’d be embarrassed to tell it all with him here.
He’s bound to read it in the newsletter. Will it bother him?
No. He’s pretty immune to that sort of thing. It’s just that I’d be inhibited to say some of the things about him while he’s here. He already knows. It’s just… I don’t know… If it were anyone but Cal it might hurt his feelings and I hate to do that.
OK. Go for it.
Well, it started about five years ago when Artie and Jan moved in next door. Cal loves to help people so when they had the pool put in their yard Cal helped Artie build their pool house while the contractors worked on the pool.
I have to give you some background first. Cal is an engineer….. He’s such an ….. an engineer. To him everything is numbers and plans. Everything has to be exact with him. He was an absolute disaster at a party, didn’t know how to do small talk
Hey, I’ve seen him at parties. He does a pretty good job of schmoosing, even kind of romantic sometimes … for an engineer.
Well, he’s improved a lot, especially since we got into the club. But in those days he was a total social flop. Don’t get me wrong. He’s an outstanding husband and I love how good he’s been with the kids but that year our youngest went off to college and I really needed someone to talk to, to be intimate with, I needed some romance in my life.
Sex?
Oh, we solved that problem in a typical engineer-Cal way. Sex was rather mechanical for us. He tried to please me all the time but he only had about three plans and he does everything by plan. It was by plan until that visit to Chinatown in San Francisco. I bought a deck of cards at a little hole in the wall store. It had fifty-two photos on the cards, each of a different position of making love. That night after dinner in the hotel room, things had wound down. We didn’t watch much TV and Cal wasn’t much for chit-chat so we often played cards or board games for fun. That night I shuffled the deck and dealt him a hand of crazy eights. His eyes lit up when he saw the picture on the up card. I told him that when one of us went out, we were going to try all the cards left in the others hand. He nearly always wins since he understands statistics so well. He left me with four cards and oh did we have a ball trying those positions. Between laughing as we tried to get into position and the fun of trying something… some things… new we had a wonderful time.
From that night on, whenever either of us was feeling randy we’d shuffle the cards and have a ball.
That sounds like fun. We ought to try that at a party. Do you still have the deck?
Yeah but we’ve lost some cards. I’m sure you could find cards like that at a sex shop somewhere.
Well, anyway, Cal and I did have lots of fun in bed but he still was really up tight around other people. Here’s an example. I wanted to dance and he wanted me to have fun so we signed up for lessons. He equated dancing to marching, like he did in the Navy. He was a Corpsman attached to the Marines. He worked at it until he had every move exact. It frustrated me because I just wanted to get out there and move together to the music but he worked himself like a drill sergeant. Well, in the end he turned into an excellent dancer. You’ve danced with him, he’s great. {I nodded earnestly} It was frustrating to work through the learning process but the results are not a little short of fantastic. Anyway, that’s the way he does everything. He won’t do things he doesn’t know how to do but he’s willing to learn and does a great job learning. But he still wasn’t at all romantic. He was so predictable.
Any way, back to Jan and Artie. The pool and the pool house were done but while the pool was curing, Artie started on the fence. Of course, Cal designed it, down to the nth degree. One evening Jan and Artie came over to look at the plans. Jan asked us if she could see our master bedroom. ??? I wondered why. She pointed out the view of their back yard and the pool then hesitated a bit. Artie told us the problem. The city limited fences to six feet high. That’s what Cal designed for them. He pointed out that if the fence were only six feet high, we’d still be able to see into much of their yard. “And?” I asked.
Jan spoke up. You see, we’re nudists and will be doing a lot of skinny dipping. We expect to invite our nudist friends over from time to time. Would it bother you if you were to see us out there nude? She paused a bit then Artie piped up. We could ask for a variance for an eight foot section there by your window but that could take months and it might make you feel closed in. Cal shrugged. “Doesn’t bother me. How about you, Sylvia?” I didn’t think much about it before I said “Sure, no problem, I guess.”
Jan said that if it bothered us we could just pull the blind. “Besides.” She laughed, “You may want to join us.” I laughed with her but not with much conviction. We’d known them for about three months but never suspected that they were perverts. That’s kind of how I looked at it at that time.
They put the fence up… six feet only… and we saw them out there the next day, naked as the day they were born. We kind of got used to it. It was fascinating to watch them cavorting about. That evening they invited us over for dinner and a swim in the new pool. Laughing, Jan said we could wear suits. We came through the gate to see Artie wearing only an apron, grilling the steaks and Jan setting the table wearing… nothing at all. The first night we wore our suits but the next time we skinny dipped with them. Damn. Skinny dipping is fun. It’s kind of naughty and sexy to be around them, all naked.
The next couple of months were kind of rough. Cal was working long hours and didn’t have much energy after a long day in the field. He made several two to four day trips down to Cape Canaveral and I was feeling very lonely. I had sold my business and was just working there a few hours a week to help the new owners cope so I was at loose ends with too much time and too little to do. Both Artie and Jan were retired so they had lots of time too. I began spending more and more time with them. I confided that I really needed a lot more romance than I was getting from Cal. Both of them were very supportive and I began to lean on both of them for emotional support.
One evening Jan came over to tell me about a party they were having. She invited me but told me that I’d probably want to leave at about 9:00. She said that after dinner it might get a bit raunchy for me. Not having the foggiest idea what she meant, I just nodded and said OK.
It was a great evening. We skinny dipped, shot some naked pool, talked, and even danced a bit. It was a kind of a heady experience dancing nude with someone other than my husband. I limit myself to one drink per night but that evening I went a bit over my limit and was having fun with all the new friends. The fast music was easy but I discovered that the slow dancing put ideas into my head, holding each other together closely, naked. With Cal gone so much and so tired, I wasn’t getting any and was feeling horny. After a particularly exciting dance I went into the rec room to get a soft drink. There on the sofa a dark haired woman was giving Artie a blow job. I must have turned red all over I felt so flushed and embarrassed…. But also just a bit titillated.
Jan came up behind me at that moment and touched my shoulder. I jumped. It was as if I was doing something naughty and my mother caught me. She told me that the raunchy stuff had started and that I might want to leave. I asked if anyone were going to attack me. She laughed. “No you are safer here than in church. Nobody is going to do anything you don’t want to do.”
The reference to church was that a long time member of our church had just been arrested for rape.
She explained the club to me and asked if I’d like to see what happens at their parties. Gee. I can’t really explain how I felt. I felt like screaming and running away but at the same time I was fascinated by the fact that these people could have sex in public, with other people’s spouses. I still had a kind of a buzz on so I suppose my reactions were a bit dulled. I didn’t scream and run away but I still felt the conflict between that feeling and a fascination with the idea. I let her lead me through the house. Two couples were having sex on their king size bed. I saw all manner of oral sex and several couples were having intercourse out on the lawn. Once it started, it did get very raunchy. When one of the fellows took my hand and asked if I’d like to get together, I politely declined and almost ran back home.
In our bedroom I watched in fascination the action next door as I worked through the conflicts in my mind. I couldn’t pull myself away from the window. I really needed Cal at that moment so I called him and we had a two hour talk about it all. You know Cal. I had to describe everything I was seeing. The phone sex and the sex through the window… along with playing with myself… brought myself to two incredibly vocal orgasms. Even Cal got himself off while we talked. Freaked out isn’t exactly how I felt, more like overwhelmed by information I couldn’t process.
The next day Sal called and asked me to come over for a talk and a dip. By the time we’d gone over it four times I was starting to come down almost to normal. Artie came into the patio from the garage and casually proceeded to undress. Things were quite a bit different that day, though. I couldn’t get out of my mind that image of him getting a blow job from someone other than his wife. I kind of stared at his genitals for a while as the thoughts raced through my mind. His was the first circumcised cock I’d seen. It dangles very low as does his ball sack. I kept visualizing it erect and in someone’s mouth. I’m not sure what we talked about after he joined us but I remember that I was flushing red from my boobs all the way to my face and my nipples were poking out as far as they ever have. With Artie there, we went over things a fifth time as my mind got even more confused.
I couldn’t help but see Artie get hard as he sat with his arms around Jan. Actually, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I just about came unglued when he started playing with Jan’s bare tits. Something deep inside me was gnawing at me, wanting Cal very badly, too embarrassed to say anything but too fascinated to run away. When she took his hardening cock into her hand I almost lost it.
Just then, Jan asked if I’d discussed last night with Cal. I could only nod. “Did it turn him on?” She asked. I nodded quickly. “Did it turn you on?” I nodded again. After a few moments of playing Jan asked: “We really need to get it on and we’d love to have an audience. Do you mind?” I was riveted to the chair. All I could do was to nod as they began to kiss and play in earnest. I could feel that special feeling deep inside me that told me I was getting wet, really wet. My fingers confirmed it and they didn’t want to leave my pussy. Jan climbed into Artie’s lap and I watched in fascination as she slid herself onto him slowly. I should have run away but I didn’t. I looked and I touched myself brazenly. What had gotten into me? I wondered. They swayed and kissed and fondled as I became more and more fascinated, more involved in what they were doing, more involved in what I was doing to myself. Jan came with a massive shudder and scream but they kept on screwing. She was kind of limp so he did most of the work. They kept humping until he came deep inside her. I was so involved I couldn’t believe it. He relaxed and she went down on her knees and took his sloppy cock into her mouth. That did it. I came and came and came. What an orgasm it was. Somehow I felt very close to them, as if they had given it to me… in fact, they did.
We were quiet for some time afterwards, enjoying the afterglow. Then we talked and talked and talked about all our feelings. We went out to dinner that evening and they came over to my place where they made love to each other again in our living room. Actually, I have to say that we made love even though neither of them touched me. Watching them undress each other was particularly exciting. I got Artie to undo the front bra hooks for me. Actually, I could have done it easily but it was incredibly exciting for him to do it. Damn I was horny. Where is Cal when I need him?
When the evening was over our naked group hug lasted a lot longer than it had ever before. I felt a deep empty feeling inside when they left. I tried calling Cal but he didn’t come back to the apartment until after 10. This time it was a three hour call. Oh did I ever need him.
I picked Cal up at the airport two days later, to his surprise I drove the camper and nearly raped him as soon as we got there. I’d never needed him like I needed him that day. That camper must have been rocking as he pounded into me with my feet above his shoulders. It felt so wonderful having him inside me after all my desires and thoughts and dreams. Nothing existed but his cock in my pussy and our lips together. Everyone in the parking lot must have heard me scream when he made me cum. It was utter total abandon. I recovered sooner than he did so I had to eat him until he got hard again. He tasted so damned good, having just pulled out of my wet pussy. He got his licks in too until I got him hard and back into my pussy. It seemed that we fucked for two hours as he brought me to… I don’t know, several orgasms. Finally, he came inside me and we both collapsed, exhausted.
The next thing I knew, Cal was waking me up. We were inside our garage. I’d slept the whole way home. He’d even had time to bring his bags into the house. Ever efficient Cal. I didn’t bother getting dressed. A few hours later Artie and Jan were at our patio sliding door with a platter of cheese and crackers and a bottle of wine. After a nice long group hug Cal decided not to be the only one with clothes on and stripped. We sat back down to talk and nibble. Jan leaned down at one point and noticed that the towel I was sitting on was soaked from our juices. She raised her eyebrows and asked if we’d had a good homecoming. After all the talking we’d done together while Cal was gone I had no reservations at all, I began gushing about our sexual escapades in the camper at the airport. Cal warmed up to the conversation eventually and threw in a few observations himself. Somehow it seemed the most natural thing in the world to talk to them about our most intimate moments. We talked and talked far into the night about what had been happening since the party. I guess I wasn’t surprised when Cal didn’t seem the slightest bit jealous. He seemed almost as interested as I was in what Jan and Artie told us about their club activities, having sex with all kinds of different people. To wrap up the night Artie and Jan made love in front of us on the floor. Cal and I got the itch too and did it on the couch in front of them. Somehow, being an audience then having an audience added a whole new dimension to our lovemaking. Cal and I were ecstatic talking about our new experience after they left. Of course, talking about it got us together again.
The next day when Artie and Cal went out to the lumber yard to get materials for our hot tub gazebo, Jan and I explored what might happen in the future. She called her doctor and made an appointment for Cal and me to get tested for VD. Who knew what might happen. We needed to be ready for whatever it was. Somehow I really knew where we were going. Again, I was torn between terror and fascination.
Two days later we initiated our new hot tub by another side by side lovemaking session. We kind of got used to seeing each other having sex. It was easy to see, too, that all four of us were getting more and more interested in finding out up close and personal what the other spouse was like. Our group hugs were getting progressively more erotic. Both Cal and Artie enjoyed fondling both our breasts and I got to hold Artie’s cock a couple of times. We each kissed the other spouses with increasing gusto. Cal and I weren’t actively pushing the situation, at least we didn’t think we were, but things just seemed to be moving along.
The following Saturday they had scheduled another pool party. Since our house sits on a little hill, kind of overlooking the rest of the neighborhood, nobody else’s house overlooks our place. We decided to leave the gate between our houses open e so everyone could use our new hot tub. Jan made it very clear that since we hadn’t yet been cleared for VD that we would not be approached by anyone for sex. She paused a moment then added that a little playing would be OK though.
Oh what a party. We saw coupling in every imaginable permutation…. And some I’d never even imagined. As the sex started to happen, we were dancing with lots of people. The women seemed to love dancing with Cal and I was really enjoying my dance partners up close and personal too. I was dancing with a fellow named Gene while Cal danced with Jan. She interrupted our dance and held up Cal’s raging hard-on. “You need to take care of this.” She giggled. “I’ve got him ready for you.” Well, I was ready for him too so we hugged and kissed then plopped down on a futon and began to fuck. I didn’t need a whole lot of foreplay but Cal took his time and truly did a number on me, nibbling everywhere, kissing and caressing. Finally I got him to stop playing and to get it in me. He fucked me doggy style for a while then flipped me over did me missionary style. At one point I opened my eyes and saw several people watching us. That immediately boosted my feelings and I came like you wouldn’t believe, milking Cal’s penis with my pussy muscles. The feeling was of complete abandon, lost in the act, shivering from the intensity of what was happening. The additional factor of having an appreciative audience kicked me into overdrive as feelings zipped through me from toes to ends of hair and back again. When I climaxed again it was to feeling Cal shoot his cum into me, shuddering massively and groaning. Well, I shuddered my own shudders and groaned too. The audience helped but when I came I wasn’t aware of anything beyond my cum. Hmmmmm I still shudder when I think of it.
A little later we brought out our cards and played a game. We handed each woman a heart and a club to each man. Then we did a change partner dance, switching until we found our deckmate, the one with our number. Then one by one Jan called the numbers and had the couple demonstrate the two positions on their cards. The dancing was fun and the anticipation was even funner. I was paired with a tall black man but was kind of disappointed after dancing with him and some fondling when I had to switch to Cal because we hadn’t been cleared yet. It was an interesting psychological trick. Since we weren’t cleared, we didn’t have to worry about crossing the sharing line so we felt safe. On the other hand, not being able to share made us want what we couldn’t have. It was good preparation for what was to come. Anyway, Cal and I demonstrated him standing with my legs wrapped around his hips, then me sitting in his lap facing away from him with his hands on my boobs. Still fun but the forbidden fruit beckoned to us.
As I said, it was a great party that left us wanting more. I was really into it and since Cal doesn’t have a jealous bone in his body, he was getting ready too. His only concern was with how I would react. I do love him.
Artie and Jan and a couple of other couples shared some of what we called “audience sex” with us. Not all the time but just enough to keep us flying high. One day Jan called on the phone. “Do you two have some free time right now?” I said yes. “Well, why don’t you get naked and come over. We’ve got a surprise for you.” What the hell, I thought. Why not? I pulled Cal away from his superconductivity book and told him to undress me. I was thinking that if we took up Jan and Artie’s nudism we wouldn’t have to bother with this all the time. We undressed each other and shared some making out for a while. Just to tease him I waited until he was erect before I told him that we were going next door. He just raised his eyebrows and said OK.
Jan had their table set with a decorated cake and Artie was uncorking a large bottle of Pinot Noir. Cal asked what the celebration was all about. Artie just poured our wine and we toasted our friendship. Jan added another toast that no matter what happened our friendship would never founder. Well, OK. I thought. What’s this all about? Jan went to the sideboard and picked up an envelope. From it she took two yellow cards and handed one to each of us. “Your negs.” She smiled. “You are free of VD and free to join into the club’s activities as you like.” She added after a pause: “All of the activities.” Cal and I were a little disoriented. Artie poured more wine. A toast. To the FMC, to free, open, and enjoyable sex.” He took me by the hand while Jan went to Cal. He asked me: “May I have the pleasure of your company?” I looked at Cal. We’d talked about this moment… a lot… and had agreed to go ahead when it came. He nodded, I nodded, then we each turned to the other spouse and nodded to them.
Artie took me into his arms and we kissed. We kissed lightly, tentatively at first but we quickly were pulling together and rubbing our bodies together. So far, this is nothing we haven’t done before but for the first time it was just the beginning, not the end of it. His hands on my boobs felt very good then his hands on my butt felt good too. His hardening cock pressing against me felt even better. I’d been wanting and dreading this moment Would I like it? Would I get jealous of Jan when she screwed Cal? Would Cal…? No, Cal just isn’t the jealous type. Besides, we’d agreed to it and we’d agreed that if we didn’t like it we’d stop. But I didn’t want to stop. From the moment I’d seen Artie get that blow job I’d wanted his cock. All kinds of strange ideas flitted through my mind as we proceeded to kiss and fondle, making out like teenagers. I’d held his cock before, even once when it was erect but when I reached down and felt it now it was different. I was going to have his cock. He was going to have my pussy. We were about to fuck. I was going to fuck the second cock I’d ever had. My head was swimming. Was it the wine? No it was something else… Love? No, not like I loved Cal but it was something like that…. And lust….. and desire…. And need. He was sweeping me away. Before I knew what was happening I was climbing onto a futon. I looked over at Cal and Jan, that they were kissing and fondling gave me no jealousy at all. It was hot to see them together, not scary. Artie’s hands were all over me, his lips kissed my lips then he kissed his way down to my pussy. His kisses on my nipples felt so good, his fingers on my nipples felt so good. Then his lips on my pussy felt even better. I grabbed his cock and brought it to my mouth. So that’s what a circumcised cock tastes like. Kind of bland…. No, now I can taste some precum, different from Cal’s. Oh my gosh what a rush. Suddenly everything turned red and all my tension left in a sudden rush and shudders you wouldn’t believe.
Did it satisfy me? No, not at all, I wanted more. I wanted that cock inside me, my second cock, my new cock. How would it feel? I soon found out. My mind wasn’t working completely well, I couldn’t think, I could only feel. There it goes, into me just a little. Another rush takes my breath away. He’s in further, now all the way and I can feel his mound pressing against my sensitive clit. He feels so different from Cal. He isn’t longer, just different. He touches places Cal doesn’t touch. My feelings rise, we kiss, we fondle, my boobs feel so good in his hand, my pussy feels so good around this new cock, my new cock. I love it I feel so high, I can’t help but shudder and shudder and feel that burning thing inside me shooting from my eyes to my boobs to my toes to my ears. I’m rising and rising as I feel him inside me doing such wonderful things to me. From far off I hear a voice saying yessssssss, do me, fuck me. Is it Jan, no Jan doesn’t exist. It’s my voice and it turns into a growl then a scream as all those red hot feelings concentrate around his cock deep inside me and something releases. I pulse inside and shudder outside as I scream and revel in the excitement as it flows from me, from him. It’s like a roller coaster, pulling my stomach into my throat, the release is on me and I can’t control anything as I descend and descend, pulsing and shuddering into oblivion.
Slowly, softly, I bottom out and begin to do more than just feel. Artie is still pumping inside me and I become aware of more than just his cock and lips. Compulsively I pulse my pussy muscles. Maybe I do it on purpose, maybe it’s automatic, but either way it triggers Artie to begin to moan and shove against me, into me, shooting his sweet fluids into my pussy, filling me with his essence. I have another peak feeling. An orgasm? Probably, but a mild one a delightful one, a soft one that I just enjoy, floating just a little as I share Artie’s orgasm, his shudders, his thrusts, his groans. I love it. This is new, a new feeling, a different feeling. Slowly I begin to remember Cal. This is different than with Cal. Him I know thoroughly, I know his every button and he knows mine. But this is so different, the discovery, the uniqueness, the difference is amazing. Slowly I’m not just thinking of Cal, I’m feeling of him if that makes sense. I know that I love him very much to give this to me. I hope he gets half as much from Jan. Oh yes, Jan. I’d forgotten about her. I fall back into a kind of a never never land not thinking about anything, just enjoying how good I feel.
A voice, no a scream. It’s Jan. Is Jan here? Oh yes, I remember, Cal’s fucking her. I open my eyes and see her riding Cal, Cal’s hands on her boobs. She has her head back as far as it can go and her mouth is wide open in a scream. Oh, I hear Cal tool He’s moaning softly. His face is so relaxed, he looks so satisfied. I think to remember a little later when I have the energy, I have to tell him how much I love him. As I become more aware of the world I note that something is still in my pussy. It’s Artie’s cock. It doesn’t fill me, it just lets me know there’s something there. It f eels good. I’ll be empty without it. Can I keep it in me? I wonder. I drift off again.
After, I don’t know, maybe a few minutes or a few hours Jan handed me a moist warm hand towel for me to clean up a bit. We spent a full hour in the hot tub, talking and talking about what happened and what was going to happen. Artie and Cal traded back and forth eating us alternately as we sat on the edge of the hot tub. When Artie got Jan off I couldn’t help cumming right afterwards with Cal. Then Jan and I got our men hard again using our mouths and hands, exchanging spouses several times. It was getting cold outside so we ran into our bedroom and fucked for over an hour and the next morning we got to fuck our own spouses just to finish things up.
“Sooooo.. that was our introduction to the club. What do you think?”
“You remembered all that? All the detail?”
“Just like it was yesterday.” Syl grinned from ear to ear.
“It sounds like Artie and Jan did a good job of seducing you.”
Syl nodded. “Yeah, they had it all planned out with all the contingencies covered. Jan’s a planner, just like Cal. We fell for it hook line and sinker and we’ve never looked back.”
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