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Erotic swinger stories of hall passes, solo swinging, and the like.
One night he was supposed to come see her at our house around 7 pm. Linda and I had agreed that he should be gone by 12 midnight so I could come back home that night. Everything went as planned and he came to see her. I had gone to a friends house for a few hours to kill some time waiting for them to do their thing and for him to be gone.
At almost midnight I drove down an adjoining street to look and see if he was gone yet. He was still there so I drove around the neighborhood on other streets so he wouldn't pass me as he left. I waited about 15 minutes more and drove back down the street where I could see our house without them seeing me and he was still there. I rode around more and waited another 15 or 20 minutes and then did the same and he was still there. Finally I was beginning to get a little upset that Linda wasn't keeping our agreement for when he should be gone.
A little after 1 am I decided to drive down our street so maybe when Linda heard me drive past she would get the idea I was ready to come home. I drove past the house and he was still there. I drove around for a few more minutes then drove back down our street again and this time he was standing on our door step kissing Linda just as I drove past our house. I saw him and Linda both look at me as I passed and knew he had seen me.
I went around a big block then drove back to our street and this time when I came to our house he was gone so I pulled in the driveway and parked and went inside. I told Linda it made me a little mad that she kept me hanging out like that and she said she was sorry. She said she had to make him stop fucking her and leave because he just kept going. I asked her what he said when he saw me drive past the house and she laughed and said he just looked as you passed and then said to me, he knows doesn't he? She said she told him we were swingers and we saw other people but were happily married.
He had thought she was sneaking around behind my back to see him because when she first invited him over she told him I would be gone working late and wouldn't be home. We had planned to tell him the truth but wasn't sure how he would react and Linda enjoyed seeing him a lot so we had waited.
Once he found out I knew and that it was ok for her to be seeing him they got to spend lots more time together. He would call and ask her to come to his house and she spent the night a few times and I even would drive her there and she would call me when she was ready to come home and I would go get her or sometimes he would bring her home. It was funny how him finding out about me knowing this was made their fun times even better for all of us.
I wonder if any one else had something like this happen in their experiences.
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Maria - Part 2
By ynnad99, in Swinging Separately,
Even though her husband and she had been playing, well she played and he watched since he is still experiencing his anxiety problems from work and all, she was fond of me since I helped to ease them into the lifestyle. To say she is insatiable would be an understatement. Even though she loves to have her pussy eaten, she would much rather have it stuffed with a cock. Her first go around in giving head was less than great, she had learned a few things and had become much more talented with her mouth and tongue. We did have a hot session, but since there was a front coming in our time had to be cut short and we barely made it back to our perspective cities.
But this story is more about our next encounter. I told her once that I got to go on occasion to a small college town between them and the airport. She was excited and said that she wanted to know when I would be there next. Well, it just so happened that I was assigned to fly there within the month and we made arrangements. She took an afternoon and the next day off work so she could drive down to meet me. I had arranged to fly in and be at the plant the next day and they were fine with that. I arrived and checked into the hotel, went out to get some refreshments for us before she came in. I sat out in the parking lot until she drove up. I drove over to her and signaled for her to follow me. We drove to the rear of the hotel, closest to my room, and parked. I helped her with her stuff and we proceeded to the room. After the pleasantries, she was stripping saying that she needed it bad and wanted it now. Her hubby was on his way but she was so horny. To my surprise, she had on the peach bikini panties again which I noticed right away. She smiled and said, “just for you sweetie, just for you.” Well we got into the bed and had a great make-out session with our hands roaming over each other. I got busy sucking and licking those beautiful tits of hers while massaging them with one hand as the other headed south to find her natural bush. She spread her legs to grant me access, which I found a very wet, matted hair covered pussy.
I made my way down to her snatch and started my feast, her pussy was so wet and getting wetter by the moment. I sucked and licked her labia and tongue flipped her clit. Now I seriously love the taste and aroma of a woman, and she was definitely giving me all that I could hope for. She was wet and getting wilder with each lick and nibble and suck on, in and around her sweet delight. I pushed in a finger then two and started my attack on her G-Spot and her hips started to raise to get me deeper inside. I kept up my oral assault on her womanhood and with my free hand I spread her pussy lips to find her clit and hood, which is gently pulled back and licked her clit directly. She grabbed a hand full of my hair and pushed me deeper into her sweetness and groaned. She then pulled me away and pulled me up to kiss her more on her lips and say it was now her turn. Now, who am I to argue with a proposition like that?
She started by licking my cock head and then taking me into her mouth, someone has been teaching her more tricks. She licked my balls and ran her fingers over my sac and cock while licking away. She then said she wanted it bad. She laid back and I came up on my knees to slowly start my insertion into her waiting pussy. So wet, so hot, and so wanting, her pussy almost sucked me right in to my balls. We proceeded to have a nice slow rhythm until we were in sync and then started to speed up our assault. I reached up and played with her titties and touched her face. She opened her eyes and smiled and said she loved the feel of me deep inside of her. We stayed in that position and humped away until we both came and collapsed in a heap of sweaty flesh. We laid there for a while until we decided to get up, freshen up and get supper.
After eating we returned to the room to find her hubby just entering the side door to the hotel. All pleasantries were exchanged, she gave him a big smooch and got naked again. Now I am not a young man anymore and thought round two would not happen, but she helped me strip and started to play with my and gently run her fingertips over my body and there he was up and ready, even to my surprise.
Her hubby went over to the chair and got comfortable, in that he loosened his belt, unsnapped and unzipped his pants and got ready for the show. This excited Maria even more this time and she put a lip-lock on me that was fantastic. She kissed her way down to my chest and licked and sucked on my nipples and chest. Then she went down and sucked on me to make sure I was good and hard. She then got up on her hands and knees and said she wanted it again now. I got up on my knees, proceeded to approach her pussy, rubbed my cock up and down her slit until she said that was enough and grabbed my cock and guided me to her hole. I drove it to the hilt with one stroke and started pumping, when I noticed that her hubby had gotten up and presented his semi-erect dick to her which she gobbled up and started sucking away. She was in heaven having her two men giving her homage and cock. She didn't need to work since on each stroke I made into her pussy drove her mouth over his dick. I asked her if she was enjoying herself, which her only reply was hmmph and slightly nodded her head. This kept up for over ten minutes and I felt her pussy muscles start to tighten around my pistoning cock. She came violently and with that I could not hold back and squirted deep into her once again. This time there were three bodies that fell together on the bed and this time fell asleep for the night with Maria between us in the king size bed with hands on each tit and a smile on her face.
I awoke to a nice dream, oh, make that a reality of someone sucking on my cock. Maria woke up horny and was working me over. To my surprise, I am now erect for a third time and she is mounting me taking me deep again. Did I say that she was insatiable. I looked over to see that her hubby was up, naked with a towel over the chair and smiling away at his bride. I am glad that they are early risers, since I still had to get to work later. This time took much longer, but just as much fun. She would lean over me and kiss deeply before rising up again and grinding herself on my groin. I was starting to lose feeling in my cock and wondered if I was still hard inside her when that old familiar feeling swelled up in my balls and I started to deliver yet another load into her and then she started to moan and cum then collapse on my chest. I grabbed her head and lifted to kiss her deep.
I had to get to work, so I got up to shower. When I got out her hubby said he was next since he need to head north and get some hours in at his job as well. Maria just basked in the afterglow until her men were clean and ready to leave. We both gave her kisses and took off.
I got my work for the day done and ordered the parts needed to complete my task the next day. I went over my work with the manager and explained what else needed to be done and explained that I should be able to finish the next day without a problem. I headed back to the hotel not knowing what to expect. I got to the room and Maria wasn't there. Her stuff was still there so I just laid down to get some much needed rest. As I just nodded off, I heard the door and Maria had come back from her running around. She had done some shopping and showed me what she had bought. She asked me why I was still dressed and she started taking her clothes off once again. Did I tell you she was insatiable? She told me to lay back and let mama take care of me. She started by massaging me with her hands, tits, and mouth. I am thinking that there is no way that it will ever spring back to attention after having sex three times inside of 16 hours, but she did wonders for me and kept up her gentle touch until I was once again ready. I told her I need to taste her again and dove in between her legs and started to kiss and lick her sweet pussy once again. She wanted cock. So she laid back and we started it all over again. This time we were banging away at each other with wild abandon. We changed positions several times, to doggy, her on top me on top, me behind her on our sides. We finished up with her on her back and me on my knees sweating away until I just went limp after over 45 minutes of heavy sex. I was spent and she was satisfied. We laid next to each other facing each other gently kissing and fondling.
She told me that her hubby had called and wanted her to come home and not spend another night there, so she dutifully got showered, dressed, packed and left for home. I was exhausted, I had not had sex four times inside of 20 hours since I was in my twenties and that was a long time ago.
My job situation has changed and we have not been able to see each other since. One person asked me on the comment section if I wore a rubber. The first two time we did not, but her hubby was getting concerned so this last time she brought a supply and I did use protection and she put them on for me.
I hope you have enjoyed the stories.
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During those happy lunchtime meetings, which we looked forward to so much, we would tell each other about ourselves, our lives before we’d met, our beliefs, our expectations, our happiest experiences, the times we had been most afraid, the worst things we had done, what displeased us the most, who had the most upset us. She told me that when it came to making a choice she knew that at every instant there were two paths, leading to two different countrysides, and that she was guided by the knowledge that enjoyment now and planned for the future not only helps to keep one happy but boosts the immune system.
I told her that I’d come to believe that I was lent this life in order to learn from my mistakes and stumble into new unexpected ones along the way so that I could learn more. I confessed that I’m the kind of person whose interest is in what’s happening in the present and that I have a little difficulty in anticipating what’s to come. (I know that for anyone in business the ability to think ahead in detail is useful to have, but I seem to lack that particular skill. Fortunately my partner, Theo, has this gift in spades and when it comes to contingency planning and suchlike I can fully rely on his judgment).
Pia remarked one day, “I popped into a shop on my way home yesterday to buy some shampoo and the girl behind the counter said ‘You don’t want a shampoo for greasy hair’. I said ‘How do you know?’ and she said ‘Because your hair’s so fine’. I said ‘Yes, but how do you know that I don’t want it?’ and she couldn’t understand what I meant”. “Isn’t it strange? And parents are always telling their children what they want or don’t want. ‘You don’t want a sweet now,’ ‘You want to wee-wee before you go out,’ ‘Before we go you’d like to give Aunty Bess a kiss.’ (That’s the one with the mustache).” She laughed. “Yes, it’s awful, and I’ve heard people say to their children things like ‘don’t look so sad, there’s nothing to be sad about’ or even ‘don’t act like a child’. They say ‘stop running so fast, you’ll get hurt’’ or ‘don’t stand up there, you’ll fall’ and ‘don’t touch that bench, it’s dirty’.” “Did you get any of that kind of stuff?” “No, thankfully. Children must get so confused with all that garbage. What they must grow up to be like I can’t imagine.” “I can, people always doubting themselves.” “Well, I don’t doubt myself!” exclaimed my love, “I know what I can do and what I’m entitled to: another coffee right now,” and she waved at the waiter, who came immediately.
Once again I saw her self-empowerment. And the honesty I so relied on wasn’t the honesty that had been imposed by an external moral code but a trueness that shone out from inside. With a deep certainty I knew this was the woman for me.
Then one day something happened. I had one of those life-changing sudden shocks. As we were beginning one of those looked-forward to lunches, Pia said, out of the blue, “I don’t know how to tell you this, darling, but I’m going to spend tonight with another guy.”
I was aghast. I didn’t say anything but I must have gone pale, because she went on, “Sweetheart, I promise it’s only for tonight. I met him this morning and I’ve just got to go to bed with him. It’s not as though I’m going to see him again ever, you’re the only one, the permanent one, the genuine one. You see, darling, the two things I need in life are, one, to be with you for ever and two, to have different men. I’ve been trying and trying to work out how to reconcile them. I’ve got to balance the awful cost of having you as only a temporary lover against the appalling cost of having no variety at all if I marry you. And I’ve come to the conclusion, the really, really painful conclusion, that that cost would be the greater.”
I can remember her next words to this day — “I’m not made to have just one man in my life. If you can’t cope with it, my own darling darling, then it has to be good bye.” She spoke them in a regretful tone. I picked up on the tone. “Would you be sorry?” I asked. “Very, very sorry. I love you and if we broke up it would be terrible never to see you again. I know you’re the only real one and I don’t want to lose you now I’ve found you. But I know, I know, I couldn’t be faithful to you. It’s just not possible.”
I realized things then: I had to safeguard my future with her, she was speaking truth and it was truth that validated our relationship. I knew that despite what she had said Pia was the one for me, so I proposed there and then. She was taken aback but soon recovered.
“If we marry it must be on the understanding that I won’t be able to stay faithful all the time.” She went over again her need for change and told me she had been supposing that if I didn’t understand her she would have to be a mistress rather than a wife all her life; it would be appalling not having me for a husband and she would grieve over the loss of me for years. I said, “OK, tonight when we get to bed, I mean tomorrow night when we get to bed, we can thrash it out properly. It’s the best place to talk.”
The night after her excursion she told me all about it and once more I was struck by her openness. She assured me again that I would never have any competition, then reminded me of the unusually attractive assistant in my local newsagent who, I’d once told Pia, had been making it clear she wouldn’t mind sharing her bed with me and that it had been quite hard for me not to succumb. “You see?” she said, “We’re both human and we both enjoy life, more than most, I’d say, and that must include having sex with other people if we want. Don’t you think we should come to an agreement?”
“An agreement? What kind of agreement?”
She explained, simply, “Both of us can screw whoever we like but only once.”
Then and there I came to a decision. I saw that for one thing she was expressing her essential nature by living according to the values of her true self, the person she was, and, for another, that what I wanted more than anything was her and her love. I had no doubt that I had them. Equally, I knew that what she wanted was me and my love — there was no doubt about that either. So what could come between us? Nothing, if we didn’t want it to. I certainly didn’t want it to. She certainly didn’t want it to. So I said I would accept the agreement and as we made love I imagined her in bed with that other man. Surprisingly it stirred me up and after she’d thanked me she complimented me. She probably guessed the reason, for she said, “If you’d like me to I’ll always tell you everything that happens.” I considered the implications. “Yes, I’d like that.”
After that our feelings for each other grew yet another dimension and I found myself almost looking forward to hearing her account of her next coup. However it didn’t happen before I told the newsagent girl yes, I should like very much to go to bed with her, afterwards describing everything to Pia — who was genuinely pleased and checked on my prowess, declaring that what I had done in bed reflected on her (Pia’s) choice of a future husband. How extraordinarily cruel has been society’s proscription of sexuality. Talking about it in bed one morning I said I was thankful that Christianity hadn’t embraced female circumcision. She blanched, her hand went to her pubis and she buried her face in my chest. After a little she whispered, “It’s to prevent women from being in touch with God.”
When I’m making love with Pia my experience is one I never previously knew could be. My heart beats hers. I’m free of my body, forgetting I exist. She told me something of her feelings making love with me. Everything was right, exactly as it should be, with an overwhelming sense of just rightness. I asked her if she felt this when she had another man. “With other men it’s much more the extinguishing of a need. It’s very different. It gets me to live my life. Better concentration, brighter colors, more aware, more confident, more love for everything, more me. It makes me feel so complete I could never think of stopping. But when I make love with you I’m more than ever part of God. Everything seems to fall into place, everything’s connected, I’m connected with the universe, I understand the true nature of reality. It’s difficult to explain — timeless bliss.”
I remembered papa having a book by Maslow on his shelf which I had read years before and Pia’s description of our lovemaking seemed to correspond with what Maslow called a peak experience. The next time we visited my parents I took it down and checked. Yes indeed, he said that a peak experience was sometimes triggered by sex, it was like a visit to heaven and some people were able to step into it repeatedly. I felt humbled before Pia’s advanced state. Further along the path than I am, I felt humbled before Pia’s advanced state. Further along the path than I am, it is she who has guided me to the divine. It is she who has let me find out that we are all parts of God in our own distinct, individual, impossible to copy, ways.
We soon married. I found marriage as sublime as I had expected. Every day was a joy. Every night was a joy. When our first daughter was born we greeted her with delight and celebration; children are the product of the sacredness of sex. I joined in in changing her nappies and feeding her. When I gave our tiny offspring a bottle and later spooned her dinner to her it was comforting to do, I found. It gave me even more of a feeling of being responsible for a precious life. Then two years later Pia gave birth again. Now there were two babies to nurture, neither to be burdened by any belief in original sin but buoyed by a belief in original good.
I was pretty competent looking after the babies while Pia was away and when she came back she was usually turned on and glad to be with me again. And whenever I came home after spending a night with another girl who wanted me she was interested in every detail. My happiness and freedom gave my business an edge and we got richer. Then about four years ago we discovered Extra.
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Jim and Nora had dabbled in swinging in the college town they'd lived in before. Yes, swinging! Now if you know them you'd swear I was lying, but it's true. Let's see now, there were five times, I believe, and two of the couples they had their adventures with they actually went all the way. Yes, I do mean fucked them! It was long before they moved away from that college town that Nora had said she didn't want to do ‘that sort of thing' anymore. That had nothing to do with the move at all. Jim had, reluctantly, agreed but missed what they'd shared. Jim was always the adventurer. In school he'd run away, more than once, simply to have an adventure. In the military he was one of those idiots who kept their hand up to volunteer for anything and everything. And, in marriage, he didn't think that being committed to just one person meant being possessive or being condemned to a monogamous life. Jim never liked the idea of cheating or affairs but he never liked the idea of having to pass on an appealing opportunity either. It was really Jim's attitude that got them into swinging. But, it was also Nora's sexual energy that allowed it to happen, a little more than Nora would like to admit, even to herself. So, they shared five or so, pretty wild, adventures back in that college town. OK, if you're from Florida, and you think you know just who I'm talking about you're likely saying, no way, not the Jim and Nora here. You might consider that Jim just might, but Nora? Never! Well, they did, and for that matter, they actually thought about it again a few years ago right here in this average town in Florida. Now they didn't actually participate in more than just the fantasy of it but they did indulge, in fantasy, again. It was when Jim got the Internet, with all the pictures, videos, and stories available at the mere click of a mouse he just couldn't resist.
Then Nora caught him. At first she was devastated that her Jim was wanting to, once again, get into that sort of thing. But, after talking and realizing that it was just his way of living, vicariously, those things again, she was almost OK with it. Almost? Well, she wasn't totally Ok, but knew she couldn't put chains on her Jim. And, she admitted only to herself, the thoughts did make her pussy twinge and her panties a little wet. Yes, Nora could talk like that when the time and place was appropriate. So, Jim was in heaven again. He was, not only allowed to surf the web for swinging sites, stories, pics and videos, but his Nora was aware and, even at times, participating. As I mentioned before, Jim was a manipulator. And, it wasn't long before Jim had manipulated Nora into meeting a couple who they'd met online. Yes, they'd actually met a couple, exchanged emails and even pictures..., and yes, ‘that' sort of emails and ‘that' sort of pictures. Well, even Jim had to admit that the male half of the couple was less than acceptable. So, as bad as Jim would have liked to be with the female half of the couple, things were kept very PG, as had been agreed on for this first meeting, and the farewell was a last one. After that Nora just didn't participate in Jim's hobby for a while. She allowed him to use the internet for sexual adventure, vicariously only, but she just kept away from it completely. OK, are you beginning to see how this could be the Jim and Nora that you know? Are you seeing how it could be them? Well, you can certainly see how it might be Jim, but are you beginning to believe that Nora just might have also done those things, well, with Jim's encouragement and manipulations? Well, as we get older we all tend to be more honest about our needs and desires. I guess we simply don't care as much about what people think about us. So, we don't try as hard to conceal feelings and desires even from ourselves. And, we simply don't feel as vulnerable as we did when we were younger. So, imagine yourself in Jim's place when, totally out of the blue, Nora asked;
"Hon," Nora had a little sheepish, yet sexy, smile as she leaned over Jim's shoulder and looked at the video of two couples that he was watching on the monitor, "would you have gone to bed with that Betty if I had liked Andy?"
"Betty?" Jim knew exactly who Nora meant but was stalling for time to consider what he was going to say. He knew the honest answer was ‘hell yes' but he didn't want to get into a trap that he couldn't get out of.
"Yea, Betty from Nevada," Nora's tone of voice and demeanor didn't give Jim any clues as to what direction this was heading and she kept the exact same smile as she continued, "you know, the red head you wanted to fuck but I didn't want to fuck her husband." Jim was totally confused. Nora didn't talk this way unless they were actually doing it.
"OK," Jim decided that honesty was the best mode of action at this moment and hoped he was right, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want her." Jim's, calculative, mind was in overdrive and he quickly added, "But, I knew it wasn't going to work because of Andy."
"He was a bit creepy," Nora thought out loud then continued, "but, you know, I was thinking about them this morning before I got out of bed and realized how strong you were to let it end." Nora relaxed Jim by rubbing his shoulders as she talked. "I never thanked you for that, Honey." Nora leaned in and looked at the monitor closer as she changed the subject momentarily. "Did you see that?"
"What?" Jim had been so intent on listening to Nora that he hadn't been paying attention to the, now threesome of two men and a woman, on the screen.
"The guy on the bottom licked the other guy's penis while he was licking the woman." Nora chuckled as she spoke. "Now that's different."
"Well," Jim looked and saw the guy do it again, "not anymore, really. It's getting to be more and more common, just like gals doing things to each other."
"Really?" Nora watched with interest as she spoke. "Well, that's cool!" Nora remembered her previous thoughts and changed the subject again. "So, anyway, I was thinking about how nice you were to consider me so far ahead of yourself. I knew how much you wanted Betty and I also knew how much she wanted to be with you and how hard it was for you, my adventurer, to back off." Nora leaned in and kissed Jim on the back of the neck. "And," Nora kissed his ear now, "thank you, sweetheart."
"Well," Jim was so surprised by this turn of events that he really didn't know what to say, "That’s OK, it just wasn't meant to be."
"Do you still have those pictures of Betty stored somewhere on this thing?" Nora had reached over Jim and taken the mouse from him and began to open icons on the desktop. "Here they are," as she clicked the mouse the pictures of Betty, in all her glory, began to pop up one at a time, "she is pretty hot, isn't she?"
"I thought so," Jim answered honestly as he admired the gal he'd once come so close to enjoying, "cute little tits."
"Well, now I'm not into girls," Nora reached with her free hand and squeezed Jim's nipple, but I do like small breasts too." She squeezed again and added, "but only if they're on men." Jim felt his nipple harden as she continued to squeeze it and he also felt something else begin to harden due to the pictures of Betty and the conversation and activities with Nora. "Would you have liked it if Betty would have sucked this?" Nora had now reached down with her left hand and taken Jim's hard cock out from under his robe. Jim looked at the picture of Betty and focused on her full lips.
"Yes," he felt Nora's hand began to stroke his hard cock, "yes I would have."
"Look at her full lips, Jim," Nora let go of the mouse in her right hand and pointed to the picture on the monitor, "imagine those lips on your cock right now," Nora began to talk in a loud whisper, "imagine my hand offering my husband's wonderful cock to Betty." Jim looked at the screen and groaned as he imagined just that. "She's getting down on her knees in front of you now." Nora moved around and pulled Jim's chair out just enough to allow her to kneel in front of him. "Betty is going to suck you, Honey." Nora took her husband's cock into her warm mouth and began sucking him while he was looking at the photos of the woman his wife was role-playing about. He couldn't believe it was happening but he was certainly ecstatic that it was. "I can feel her lips against my hand," Nora had let Jim's cock out just long enough to speak, then engulfed it again, "she really sucks good, doesn't she?" Nora spoke fast so she could go back down on the seven inch cock she was sucking for Betty.
"Oh damn!" Jim was staring at Betty as he felt his cock being sucked so expertly. "Betty sure sucks good."
"She does, doesn't she?" Nora was now jacking Jim off each time she let him out of her mouth to speak. "It's sexy to watch my husband get his cock sucked by a woman I know he wants."
Before Jim could respond Nora had gone back down on his cock and he lost all thoughts except for the feel of his wife's hand and Betty's mouth on his cock. It might have been hours or it might have only been minutes, but the total sensations of this, unexpected, experience had Jim in complete abandonment of everything but his cock. He felt as the moment neared, and he experienced each and every discharge as if they were totally separate events in his life. And, he also felt as Betty swallowed each and every one of those explosions. It'd been years since Jim had experienced anything quite that overwhelming. Maybe age, maybe familiarity, maybe just nature, but it was nice to have it back.
"Think I can get it hard again?" Nora still had hold of Jim's, now softening, penis. "Betty wants it in her now." Nora spoke still in her role-playing voice, "Betty hasn't cum yet and wants to be fucked." Nora felt as Jim's cock began to rise to the occasion. "Awe, yes, I think Betty is going to get her wish."
Jim looked at the computer monitor, clicked on several pictures quickly until he found one that showed Betty's nice shaven pussy up close, and he felt as the woman with him stood up and straddled his chair and impaled that nice pussy onto his cock.
"Oh yes, fuck Betty now," Nora's voice seemed to come from a short distance away in the room, "fuck her good, my handsome husband, fuck her to orgasm." Jim did, actually, not need to do the fucking at all because the woman in his lap was fucking him quite expertly. Jim continued to look at the pussy on the computer as he felt this wonderful pussy that was fucking him. This time Jim didn't need to wonder if it was minutes or seconds because he had just experienced such an intense cum in Betty's mouth that he was able to hold out a long time, even though Betty's pussy felt so wonderful on his cock.
"You're wife is watching me fuck you," the woman was whispering in Jim's ear as she continued to ride up and down on his cock, "she likes watching me fuck you too."
Jim now closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the feel of being fucked so well. "Isn't she a wonderful wife for, not only allowing but, enjoying this with us?"
The woman touched her mouth to Jim's ear as she whispered. "Oh, oh," Jim felt the wet lips and tongue on his lips as he was being fucked harder now, "I'm going to cum now,"
Jim felt as the woman began to thrust convulsively now instead of the previous steady rhythm, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" The woman leaned back and stopped all motion except for her shuddering as she soaked Jim's legs and the chair with her fluids.
So, reader, now you're thinking that his couldn't possibly be the Nora you know. OK, you think that Jim could be something like Nora's Jim, but this could never be Nora. But, are you wondering (if you're a woman reading this) if you could do something like this for your husband? And (if you're a man reading this) you're wishing that your wife would do something like this for you? So, maybe Nora is just a little bit more daring than you ladies are. And, maybe Jim is just a little bit luckier than your men are. But don't you all agree that it was pretty darn hot? Well, hope you enjoyed it as much as they, and I, did but it's not over.
"If Andy had been the appealing one and Betty the one who wasn't," Nora was still sitting on Jim's lap with Jim's partially soft dick still inside her soaking pussy, "you'd have let me have him, wouldn't you?"
"Well," Jim didn't have to think long about it before answering, "sure. But, it's a little different with men."
"What's different?" Nora grinned as she continued. "You mean the fact that men will fuck just about anyone and you'd have wanted to fuck Betty even if she wasn't that appealing?"
"Well," Jim grinned back, "that too, but I was referring to the fact that I'd have enjoyed watching you being made love to."
"Being made love to?" Nora laughed. "Now you don't need to be politically correct right now." Nora hunched in and actually got Jim's, well used, penis to react a little. "After all you've just fucked Betty, haven't you?"
"Well," Jim had to admit that she was right, "I suppose, in a way."
"In a way?" Nora gave Jim a cute look that made the rest of her sentence work in its intended way. "Hey, I was across the room in your mind. It was definitely Betty whose pussy was on your cock." Nora only hesitated a second before adding, "And, I loved it too!"
"You did," Jim was sincerely surprised, "really?"
"Well," now Nora was a little surprised about what she, not only said but, had felt, "I did enjoy the role-playing." As she spoke she also realized that the thought of actually doing something that outrageous, again, had a tremendous appeal to her. But did she dare share that with an adventurer like her Jim?
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It was one of those special autumn days that only Florida has. The rainy season was ending, the temperatures were getting below 70 at night and only into the 80's during the day and the insects, finally, were few enough to manage. And it was festival time. Jim and Nora both enjoyed the fall festivals that were almost every weekend this time of year. Nora liked to look at all the arts and crafts, and Jim, to look at all the interesting people, especially the women.
"Do you think she has underwear on?" Nora whispered in Jim's ear. Nora had seen Jim looking, more than once, at one of the artists. The lady was wearing a loose fitting, full length, dress, you know, one of those that were probably home made. She was in her late forties or early fifties and could have fit right in with the hippies in the sixties.
"Oh," Jim grinned and continued to admire the slender lady, "in my minds eye, no," he shook his head and added, "nothing at all but nice woman flesh and pubic hair under that dress.
"If I let you have her," Nora wondered if this was the time to bring up something that she'd been waiting for the exact right moment for, "would you let me pick out someone for me to have too?" Nora almost wished she could take that last sentence back the moment it'd come out. Had she opened up the proverbial ‘cans of worms’? Is it a can she really wants opened?
"And," Jim was a little, no very, surprised by his Nora but his curiosity was at an extremely high level of alert, "just who would that lucky man be?"
"Well," Nora decided to back off if she could, at least for now, "it doesn't really matter because I don't think your artist of interest would be interested." As Nora spoke she nodded to the young, much younger, man who had just brought the lady artist a drink.
"Hey," Jim straightened up and flexed his chest muscles, "I could take that kid, and I could show her a much better time than he probably is."
"I know you could," Nora smiled and took Jim's arm and pressed it against her chest through the sundress she was wearing, "and she'll never know just what she's missing out on."
"No bra?" Jim raised his eyebrows as he asked.
"No," Nora grinned and pressed her breasts, with only the thin fabric of the dress between them, more firmly against Jim's arm, "and no panties either."
"OK," Jim took an opportunity to let his arm go down and felt with his hand the thick pubic hair through the lightweight dress, "just had to confirm." Jim leaned in closer to Nora and spoke very seriously now. "What's the cause," Jim quickly added, "and I'm certainly not complaining one little bit," then he continued his previous though, "what's the cause of all this new sexuality in you?"
"Let's get something to drink." Nora was speaking as she pulled Jim by the hand across the parking lot full of display tents to one of the food vendors. "Want a lemonade?" Nora asked and Jim nodded his agreement. "Two large lemonades, please." Jim sipped the cool drink, and wished it were a cold beer, as Nora led him over to a bench in a more private area of the square. Nora took several drinks of the lemonade before she finally spoke. "You remember Marja and Hans, don't you?" Before Jim could respond she continued, "You know, the cute couple that moved here a few years ago to teach at my school?"
"Sure," Jim seemed interested and still very curious, "I met them at what's her names, party. Really cute couple, wasn't she Polish and him German, or something unusual like that?"
"You sure do have a memory for people," Nora seemed impressed that he'd remember them, "I guess that's why you do so well in sales."
"Well," Jim smiled a devious smile, "I also remember how cute Marja was and how hot you were for Hans."
"I wasn't hot for Hans." Nora spoke defensively.
"OK," Jim backed off a little bit; "you had said that you had adopted him when they first got here. But you sure talked about him a lot and when I first saw you two interacting I could tell you were attracted to him."
"Well," Nora thought a moment, "he sure is good looking and so darn tall."
"So," Jim raised his eyebrows, smiled, and asked again, "you do think he's hot, don't you?" Nora smiled sheepishly and looked down as she nodded her head and mumbled, "Yes, Hans is very hot."
"So, now that we've established that you want Hans," Jim had jumped to an inaccurate, but very appealing, conclusion, "are we going to swing with them?"
"No!" Nora was a little perturbed at how quickly Jim had assumed that and she was almost ready to change the subject and just forget the whole topic. But, she thought about her friend, Marja and what they'd talked about a few days ago. And, she had to admit to herself that she was thinking about Hans, and, just how hot he really was.
"I'm sorry," Jim could tell that he'd said the wrong thing and didn't want to spoil the fun mood that Nora had been in all day, "I guess I was just wishful thinking out loud."
"Oh," Nora smiled again, "that's OK. I can see how you would think that's what I was leading up to." Nora thought about it and realized that she wasn't really that far away from just what he was thinking anyway. "Jim," she hesitated before adding, "would you go get me another drink? And, when you get back I promise to tell you everything." Nora watched as Jim walked away and, as always, admired his great butt. She also noticed a very tall young man nearby and thought about how sexy Hans was and how often she'd thought about how he'd look naked, in bed with her. Nora then thought of Marja and how Marja had asked her to help with their marriage. Nora couldn't believe it when Marja had said that Hans was cheating on her. But, Nora could certainly understand why some young hussie at the school Hans had transferred to last year would come on to him.
Jim walked through the crowd to the food vendor in utter confusion. He'd known this morning that something must have happened to get Nora so ignited. She'd never role-played before and certainly would never before have included past swinging partners even if she were going to. But Jim was just so happy to have ‘that' Nora with him that he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He wanted to ask so many questions but he knew, as a salesman, the one who talks, loses. So, he needed to just listen and enjoy. Yes, no matter what Nora has done, or plans to do, it will excite him, and he knew it.
"Here you go, Sweetie." Jim smiled as he handed Nora the cup, then sat down beside her again.
"Hans is cheating on Marja." Nora spoke rather matter-a-factly, then hesitated so long that Jim felt she was waiting for a response from him.
"With you?" Jim almost instantly knew he shouldn't have asked that and wished he could take it back.
"I wish," Nora smiled and let Jim know that she understood why he'd think that, "but no, it's some woman at his new school, I think."
"So," Jim raised an eyebrow, "what's this got to do with you then?"
"Jim," Nora looked into her husbands blue eyes, "I'd confided in Marja,last year, about our past swinging."
"Really?" Jim was sincerely surprised.
"Yes," Nora quickly explained, "Marja had confided in me that Hans was wanting her, and him, to join a group of couples that he'd heard about." Nora looked to make sure that Jim was understanding and continued after seeing him smile, "Anyway, the only way I could honestly give her advice was to let her know it was from experience."
"And," Jim asked, "just what was your advice?"
"I told her that she shouldn't do it if it wasn't something that really appealed to her."
"And," Jim was really interested now, "did it appeal to her?"
"Well," Nora hesitated to find the right words, "about as much as our past experiences did to me."
"And," Jim asked questioningly, "did it appeal to you, or her?"
"Jim," Nora gathered her thoughts, "I've never totally explained this to you but," she hesitated again, "there were parts, things, some of the things that I did like."
"I thought so." Jim smiled and wondered where this was going and how he'd benefit from it. "But," Nora continued, "it was the whole swinging thing," she shook her head and grimaced, "the wife swapping thing," she looked at her husband, "and, I'll admit, the jealous thing that I didn't like at all."
"Oh," Jim nodded as though he understood but really didn't, "so what parts did you like?"
"Well," Nora had never really even admitted to herself before that she had actually enjoyed some of the swinging, "I liked the flirting and planning."
"OK," Jim grinned really big, "so you're just a swinging tease, huh?"
"No," Nora had to admit, "There were sexy things I liked too." Nora smiled as she continued, "Remember the time that I had you and Doug all to myself and his girlfriend was only allowed to watch?" Nora grinned and cooed; "now that was hot!"
"OK," Jim would have liked to continue talking about their past experiences but he was also very curious what it all had to do with Marja and Hans, "so did they join that group? Did she tell you what they did?"
"She didn't," Nora shook her head and added, "but he, evidently, did." Nora looked into the distance and finished, "And, it was with the teacher at the new school he is having an affair with."
"How did Marja find out?"
"Hans told her," Nora spoke in an unbelieving tone, "he just came out and told her that he'd gone to one of the parties and that he liked it and if she didn't want to go then he'd find someone who did." Nora paused and then added, "And, as it turns out he'd already found that someone."
"So," Jim asked, "is Marja going to join him or leave him?"
"Well," Nora looked at her husband, "actually, Marja is hoping neither."
"Well," Jim spoke from experience, "once you've been to Paris." Jim then added, "But if a guy can have a little French action every now and then he can live without ever going back to Paris." Jim thought about his statement then clarified, "and by French action I don't just mean a blowjob either."
"Now that's not how Marja put it but you are close." Nora looked down at her feet instead of into Jim's eyes as she added, "Marja wants me to help her keep Hans."
"Are you talking, threesome with them?" Jim spoke so calmly that it surprised Nora.
"Well," Nora sounded defensive at first, "I mean," she hesitated again then simply spoke in a normal tone, "yes, Marja wants me to join them in bed for a night."
"Has she told this to Hans?"
"Yes," Nora looked a her husband, "and he's said that if he can have something like this every now and then that it would be enough for him." Nora looked for some kind of reaction from Jim but, seeing none, added, "And Marja believes it would work for them and she wanted it to be someone she liked and trusted."
"You want to do it, don't you?" Jim looked at his nervous wife. "Have you already agreed?"
"No," Nora replied very quickly, "I mean, no, I haven't already agreed." Nora paused then finished, "I told Marja that I'd have to talk to you first." She paused again and added, "And that was over two weeks ago and Marja has been bugging me everyday since."
"But," Jim asked again, "you do want to, don't you?"
"Yes," Nora didn't even attempt to hesitate and spoke quietly but firmly, "I want to do this."
"Are they home right now?" Jim caught Nora a little off guard.
"I don't know," Nora spoke nervously, "I guess Marja probably is but Hans is most likely at the dirt bike race track."
"Well," Jim smiled at his wife and put his arms around her and pulled her tightly into him, "why don't you use that cell phone for something really enjoyable."
"You really don't mind?" Nora wanted to make sure before committing to anything.
"I really don't mind." Jim smiled so sincerely that Nora knew he was more than OK with it. But before Nora could respond Jim added, "Am I going to get to hear all the details tomorrow?"
"I'd really rather not," Nora knew this would be something that Jim would want and she just felt so uncomfortable with it, "but I'll make it all up to you in other ways."
"I understand, Sweetie," Jim smiled and hugged his sexy wife as he spoke, "and you don't have to make up anything to me." He reached down and took a quick liberty of feeling of his wife's bare butt under the fabric of that sundress. "Now why don't you make that call and give me a ride home?"
"Marja," Nora spoke into the phone loud enough for Jim to hear and after about a minute continued, "yes," another minute or two passed before she finished, "give me a couple of hours, see you then." Now, nobody at the arts festival would probably believe that the nice looking, older couple, who were leaving had plans for the evening like Jim and Nora had. This is just too average a town for things like that. But, then nobody at that arts festival would probably believe there was a swingers group like the one Hans had been partying with either. Well, except the folks at the festival who were members of that group.
So, poor Jim had mixed emotions on that ride home. And, as much as he wanted to ask a thousand questions he simply kept quiet, not only on the ride home but for the hour or so that Nora was preparing herself. And, it was the knowing that she was preparing herself for other people that had Jim so turned on. He sat at the desk and pretended to be doing research on sports on the Internet but his mind was on his sexy wife and her adventure to be.
When Nora finally came out of the bedroom Jim was surprised to see she had on jeans and an everyday shirt. "Are you sure you're OK with this?" Nora put the overnight case down on the sofa and put her arms around Jim and kissed him before he could answer.
"I'm sure," Jim answered after their lips separated, then kissed her again, deeply, and added, "I'm happy for you, Sweetie."
"I probably won't be back until tomorrow morning, sometime." Nora whispered, almost questioningly, in Jim's ear.
"I understand," Jim hugged her close, "and I'll be having good thoughts about you." Jim held her even longer and added, "I love you so much."
"And," Nora kissed Jim on the cheek, "I love you too." Nora gathered her composure, picked up the little overnight case, and as she headed for the door added, "If I don't go now I'll lose my nerve, and," she looked back and winked and smiled, "I might regret it the rest of my life."
"Enjoy!" Jim ended the talk with this simple word that they both knew was so appropriate. OK, all Jim knew for sure was that the three weren't going to go out anywhere. Well, and that Nora was going to fuck Hans. But Jim's mind was swirling with all the possibilities. And, Jim couldn't help but think that this would mean the beginning of a brand new era in their marriage. And, it seemed to Jim to be one that he'd totally enjoy.
Nora was so nervous that she wondered if she'd even be able to drive to Hans and Marja's house without having an accident. And, when she thought about what she was going to do it had her feelings so mixed. But, the overriding feeling was definitely the one that won out. She was so aroused and wasn't going to back out for anything.
"Hi, come on in," Marja spoke with her slight accent, then took the overnight case from Nora and led her to the bedroom, "Hans should be here in about an hour so we might want to go ahead and get ready, if you don't mind."
"Does Hans know I'll be here?" Nora spoke nervously as she opened the little case and took out the nightie that Marja had asked her to bring.
"No," Marja grinned at Nora and opened a drawer and took out a nightie of her own, "but he's going to be so excited when he gets home and sees your truck in our driveway."
"Marja," Nora reached out and took Marja's hands as she spoke, "are you sure you're OK with this?"
"Oh yes," Marja didn't hesitate and pulled Nora to her and gave her a warm hug and kissed her cheek, "I've actually been looking forward to it the past two weeks."
"Me too," Nora kissed Marja back, "I'm sorry it took so long for me to get up the nerve to talk to Jim."
"Well," Marja stepped back a bit and smiled, "sometimes waiting can make things even better."
"Should we change now?" Nora was still holding her nightie and uncertain how to proceed.
"Why not?" Marja spoke enthusiastically and began unbuttoning her shirt in front of Nora exposing the fact that she didn't have a bra on. When she noticed that Nora hadn't joined her she added, "We might as well get familiar with each other so we can give all of our attention to Hans when he gets here."
"Marja?" Nora had a questioning look as she spoke. "I'm not really into women." Nora hesitated and when there was no immediate reply added, "I don't know what you and Hans have in mind but I felt it only fair to tell you that."
"That's OK," Marja quickly responded and smiled, "I'm not really either." But before the subject could be changed Marja took the opportunity to add, "But there are a couple of things that I know Hans would enjoy that might include me making contact with you," she looked at Nora for a reaction, then finished, "would some contact, only from me and you not needing to reciprocate, be OK?"
Nora grinned at her friend and coworker, "In the heat of the moment, sure!"
"Well, let's get changed and go to the living room so we can greet our man when he gets home." Marja made a point of saying "our" a little more pronounced than the rest when she spoke. "You really look nice, you know." Marja spoke sincerely as she looked at her friend, and her husbands new lover, across the room in just a sexy nighty.
"You do too," Nora was just as sincere and a little self conscience about the slightly younger and very attractive woman across from her, "I won't be surprised if Hans simply takes you to the bedroom and forgets I'm even here."
"Now," Marja shook her head, "trust me, that won't happen." Marja smiled and added, "He's been talking about this constantly since I told him we were thinking about it. "That's him." Marja quickly went to the window and looked out at the car pulling into the drive.
"Are you nervous?" Nora didn't know whether to get up or stay seated on the couch.
"Yes," Marja took a deep breath, "very!"
"Hi, Hon!" Hans almost shouted in that thick accent he had. "I'm home!" As he stepped into the room he got a quick look at Nora sitting on his couch in nothing but a very sheer nightgown and grinned. He then took his wife, who was also only wearing a nightgown, and hugged her tightly to him, kissing her deeply, and had both of his large hands kneading her round butt cheeks right in front of Nora. "Thank you so much, wife," Hans let Marja go now and after smiling at her her turned his attention to Nora, pulled her up off of the couch, hugged her body close to his and continued, "and thank you, Nora," he kissed her cheek politely even though his large hands were taking liberties with the rest of her body as they hugged, "thank you so very much."
"Oh my," Nora felt this young man's muscular body for the first time and tiptoed up and kissed him right on the lips before finishing, "well, this is one time I can honestly say," she grinned and reached down and felt of his nice butt cheeks that she'd admired so many times before, "my pleasure."
"Here," Marja had come up behind her husband who was still holding on to his new playmate, "let me help you out of these things. As Marja took the riding jacket from his shoulders, Nora began unbuttoning his shirt.
"My," Nora spoke admiringly as she opened the shirt revealing a hairless, but firm, chest, "I've never experienced a smooth chest before." Just as she finished her sentence she immediately leaned in and began to lick, one after the other, of his nipples. By now Marja had his shirt completely off and had undone his belt, and his pants. Nora had to back away from Hans to allow Marja access to his zipper and when she looked down she took the initiative and unzipped it herself. "My," Nora had the zipper down and when she reached into his underwear she found a very substantial item inside, "what have we here." She pulled his semi-hard cock completely out and, while feeling of it with both hands she added, "Hans, I never really know how wonderful you really were."
"Let's get this man clean." Marja had been feeling just a slight tinge of jealousy but knew it was a natural reaction and wanted to go on to something more quickly.
"Oh yes," Nora stepped back and released the cock she knew she needed. She sensed the mixed feelings from Marja and, remembering her own feelings when she first watched Jim with other women, tried to make her friend more comfortable, "cleanliness is next to Oh-My-God-liness, you know."
"You have such a way with words," Marja laughed as she spoke, "let's get this guy clean so we can share him."
"Wow," Nora was surprised at the size of the couple's master bedroom shower, "I wondered if we'd all three fit but," she paused as she slipped out of her nightie and joined her two already naked friends in the shower, "there's room for even more."
"I'll make some calls." Hans spoke with a laugh.
"No you won't," Marja spoke in mock scolding, "limitations, remember?"
"Oh well," Hans caressed his wife's nice little breasts, then let his hands run down to her pussy where he lingered just long enough to get a reaction from her, "two very beautiful ladies for one man," he then turned and, for the fist time took Nora's large breasts into his hands and explored them several minutes before going down her belly too, to explore her pussy, "who needs more."
"May I?" Nora reached for the cock in front of her and began to soap it up. I'd gladly take this dirty, but I prefer it clean."
"I'll get the cute butt clean for you too," Marja took another bar of soap and began washing his ass as Nora was washing his cock and chest with her two hands, as much exploring as cleaning.
"Mmm," Nora felt as the cock completely hardened and was amazed at just how long it was, "mind if I have a sample now?"
"Oh, please do." Hans quickly answered.
"I was asking your wife," Nora scolded Hans jokingly then turned to Marja, "so, is it OK with you?"
"Help yourself," Marja smiled and reached around and took his cock in her hand, as if offering it to her friend, "there's plenty to go around and we have all night."
"All night?" Hans grinned from ear to ear as he spoke. "You mean you can spend the entire night?"
"Can you handle two women all night?" Nora raised her eyebrows as she asked, then added, "Are you man enough for your wife and a friend? Before Hans could answer Nora knelt down and took that gorgeous cock into her mouth. It'd been so long since she'd had a cock, other than Jim's, in her mouth. She'd almost forgotten how nice a new cock could feel. It was delicious and she was concentrating completely on the cock until she felt a feminine hand on her lips, At first it was almost too distracting and she wished that Marja would move it, but, soon it felt rather good and she even sucked on Marja's fingers along with his cock a little. As she sucked she felt Hans reacting to something that she knew she hadn't been responsible for. When she opened her eyes she could tell that Marja had gone down behind Hans and must be licking his butt. She was just too curious so she reached around and, sure enough, Marja's face was right at his ass. She reached closer and felt her finger being sucked, just like she'd sucked Marja's finger moments before.
"You must stop now," Hans spoke breathlessly, "I can't take much more."
"He will cum soon, you know." Marja spoke from a wife's experience.
"Can I have him?" Nora took the cock out of her mouth only long enough to ask.
"Of course," Marja smiled as she peeked around his waist to see her friend sucking, so expertly, on her husbands cock, "and I can hurry him along if you're ready." As she saw Nora nod yes, Marja slipped one of her fingers into his anus and rubbed the spot she knew would set him off. And it did just that. Nora had never experienced anything like it either. It just kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming. "OK, big boy," Marja helped to hold her husband up as he almost collapsed in the shower, "this nights still young and you have two horny women to attend to."
"Beer break," Hans stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and turned and looked at the two naked women still in the shower together, "give me five minutes and I'll take care of both of you."
"Will he be able to?" Nora looked at Marja questioningly.
"He'll be able to." Marja smiled at Nora and nodded knowingly.
"Who's first," Hans spoke the question more as a statement when he walked back in, chugged the last swig of the cold beer, and set the empty can on the dresser, "you two decide."
"Guests first," Marja spoke quickly knowing exactly who her husband wanted first, "we must be polite hosts."
"Well then," Hans walked to the bed, removed the towel, and laid back exposing a completely hard, again, cock, "climb aboard, Nora."
"Is this a German thing?" Nora was impressed and her tone of voice made it clear. "Does beer replenish you that quickly?"
"It always has," Marja sounded so proud as she explained, "it amazed me at first too." Marja gave Nora a smile and nodded her approval as Nora stepped toward the bed that Hans was waiting in. "Do you need any lubricant," she asked then added, "oh, and do we need condoms?"
"Marja," Nora spoke as she climbed onto the bed, "I'm so wet right now I won't need anything," she paused then responded to Marja's second question, "and I don't want anything to interfere with my feeling that cock in me. By the time Nora had finished the sentence she was already sliding down on the long shaft.
"Turn around," Hans spoke after about five minutes of he and Nora fucking, "reverse cowgirl."
"OK," Nora really didn't want to change positions because it felt so damn good but she also wanted to please, "here, help we swing my leg around."
"You don't mind," Marja was caught masturbating herself as Nora turned around and could see her, "I was too horny to just watch,"
"Of course not," Nora was turned completely around now and, once again,was riding for all she was worth, "you just do whatever you want to do."
"Are you certain?" Marja wanted to make sure before she did anything that might be unwanted.
"Anything," Nora smiled but quickly got that pleasurable grimace back on her face as she fucked Hans, "anything at all." Marja climbed into the bed with them and, spreading Hans' legs, managed to get her face down so she could lick his testicles. Nora could feel Marja's hair on her vagina and it actually felt pretty good. But it wasn't long before Nora was feeling more that just hair. Nora had never had such a soft tongue, and knowing one at that, on her clitoris before. And, Nora had never experienced so many orgasms in such a short time. Each one so much more powerful than the previous one that she just knew it couldn't be any more intense, but the next always was. The final one was when Marja stopped licking and actually sucked Nora's clitoris like it was a small penis. Nora felt Hans begin to shoot his cum into her and she felt like her clitoris was shooting cum also. She thought that, now, she finally knew what a man feels when he cums, and, at the same time she was feeling what a woman feels when she cums too!
"Oh wow!" Nora pretty much fell off of Hans as her strength totally left her.
"Beer anyone?" Hans asked as he climbed out of bed, put the towel back around himself, and started out the door.
"Me," Marja spoke first, "in a glass."
"Do you have any wine?" Nora asked, then added, "I just can't drink beer."
"Sure," Hans went hastily to the kitchen, "be right back," he was almost through the living room when he yelled back, "Honey, you're next!"
"Will he really be able to?" Nora asked knowing she didn't need to finish.
"Yes," Marja smiled and continued, "I've had him drink a six pack numerous times. When Hans got back with the drinks it only took a few minutes before he and Marja had finished the beer and Hans was fucking his wife. Nora sipped her glass of wine and watched, admiringly, as her two friends fucked away. She did think about trying to do for Marja what Marja had done for her but knew she just couldn't, and hoped that Marja understood. When she knew that Marja had orgasmed she couldn't help but giggle as she went to the kitchen for another beer.
Well, folks, now do you think you know Nora a little bit better? And,do you still think that teachers are just goody two shoes? And, yes, Hans did finish a six pack that night and after a couple of hours of sleep Nora was awakened to being spooned by Hans while Marja was nursing on her breasts. Another first for Nora, and a nice way to be awakened and a very nice way to have the umpteenth orgasm of the night As Nora drove home the next day she hoped, with all her heart, that this would be enough for Hans. And, she had to admit that, she hoped that she would be their choice for the next, if not many more, times. She wanted to share all of this with Jim but she knew she just couldn't tell him. She didn't mind him knowing, she just wasn't comfortable about telling him. Maybe, Hans or Marja could someday.
"Hi, Honey," Nora sang out as she walked through her door, "I'm home."
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"Hey, Babe!" Jim smiled warmly, wanting to reassure his, obviously nervous wife as he walked quickly to her and gave her a sweet, then passionate, kiss.
"Thank you," Nora whispered in Jim's ear as she continued hugging him tightly after their kiss, "I needed that."
"How did it go?" Jim asked before thinking about how Nora would probably not feel too comfortable talking about it, then quickly added, "Did you have a nice time?"
"Yes." Nora stated flatly then kissed her husband again and, while continuing the long kiss took his hand and pushed it down to her pussy. Jim knew exactly what his wife was up to. He knew she'd never feel comfortable relating all the juicy details to him. But, he now knew that she was going to share those juicy details in a different way. As their tongues interacted Jim let his fingers explore his wife. He could feel some crusty feeling areas in her pubic hair but it wasn't long before his fingers were inside one of the most erotic, and wet, pussies he'd ever enjoyed. Nora was now sucking Jim's tongue as he finger fucked her while standing just inside the door. She couldn't believe how horny she was again. Even though she was still a little sore from all of the fucking with Hans she was needing more. She felt Jim's fingers in her pussy and hunched against them. She broke the kiss and began moaning as Jim continued to finger her pussy with one hand, and began taking her clothes off with the other. When her shirt was off Jim began sucking on her tits, alternating back and forth as though he was attempting to determine which was best. All the while, finger fucking her wet pussy.
Jim finally managed to have Nora completely nude and began to take his own clothes off as he let his face slide down from her breasts towards her belly.
"No," Nora gasped and held Jim's head at her navel to prevent him going further down, "I haven't showered." Jim didn't say anything but he overcame her strength and his face inched down until he was feeling the crustiness of her pubic hair against his cheek and smelling the mustiness of her groin.
"Oh yes," Nora now actually pushed Jim's face into her pussy as she almost yelled, "eat me, Baby!" Jim didn't waste any time in getting his tongue into the wet pussy his fingers had been exploring. He knew that he'd most likely gone down on women, even maybe Nora, after they'd been recently fucked by someone else, but he couldn't recall ever enjoying a taste just like the one he was enjoying now.
"Was he a good fuck?" Jim couldn't help asking as he leaned back a bit to see the pussy he was enjoying.
"Yes," Nora looked down into Jim's blue eyes and smiled as she replied so easily to her husbands question, "a damn good fuck."
"I can taste his cum and there's sure a lot in here," Jim grinned and intentionally began lapping her pussy with his tongue, then between laps he added, "he must have fucked you a whole lot of times."
"I," Nora hesitated while she tried to remember, "well, actually, I lost count." Nora laughed as she was enjoying how easily it was for her to talk about it.
"Laugh some more," Jim grinned and after some more licking added, "when you laugh it forces more juice out for me."
"You're terrible," Nora tried to sound like she was serious but she held his head firmly against her groin and enjoyed the feel of his tongue and face, "but do continue." Nora didn't think she would be able to orgasm again for days when she left her friend's home a little while ago. But, she almost fell as her knees grew weak with the orgasm she just experienced.
"Here," Jim caught her and helped her to lay on the floor in the entranceway, "now just relax and enjoy."
"Fuck me," Nora reached down and pulled her husband up and onto her thin body, "I need your cock in me now." She emphasized the word, your, as she guided his hard cock into her wet pussy. Jim couldn't remember her pussy ever feeling quite as good. He remembered how nice it was to fuck her after they'd swapped with other couples but, then, he'd already had sex too and it just wasn't as intense as this. Nora hunched up and met each of Jim's down strokes and they kept a unison that seemed almost choreographed until they came together and fell apart, but still laying side-by-side on the floor.
"That was wild." Nora was the first to speak and then laugh, "and good!"
"It really was," Jim laughed too, "we'll have to do this more often."
"I don't know," Nora chuckled as she spoke, "I don't know if I can take this that much more often."
"Are you wanting to?" Jim turned and looked at Nora with a more serious look on his face now.
"The sex with a different man?" Nora questioned but before Jim could answer she continued, "yes, it was really good," she nodded her head and thought before continuing, "and the welcome home sex was just fantastic," she thought a second then reached down and took Jim's semi hard cock in her hand and fondled it, "but I don't know if I want group sex, even a threesome, anymore."
"Why," Jim sounded concerned, "what happened, what went wrong?"
"Nothing," Nora quickly responded, "nothing at all. In fact," she smiled as she continued, "it was all really nice. They both seemed to enjoy it and I certainly enjoyed the sex too."
"Then why the reservations?" Jim questioned and added, "Why wouldn't you want to be with them again?"
"I don't really know," Nora shook her head, "I just don't think I'd want to do exactly that sort of thing again." She thought a second, then added, "But I am glad I did it this once."
"Do you think it's going to help their marriage?" Jim wanted to keep Nora on the subject of sex and was enjoying the fact she was actually talking about her experience with him for a change, but he knew she needed to discuss something else too and was trying to help her.
"No, I don't really think so." Nora shook her head. "They both enjoyed it but I'd bet that right now they're not enjoying each other the way we just did.
"Really?" Jim was curious. "And, why not?"
"They just don't really love each other the way we do." Nora turned and smiled at Jim. "They're just attempting to use swinging as a replacement to love in their marriage."
"Can swinging replace love?" Jim was totally confused.
"No," Nora smiled, "I guess with some couples it can enhance it, and with some harm it, but it certainly can't replace it."
"Swinging harmed love with you, didn't it?" Jim sounded almost apologetic knowing that it was he who had encouraged Nora to explore swinging with him in the past.
"No, Jim," Nora was quick to answer and turned and kissed her husband on the lips before finishing, "nothing has ever harmed my love for you. It's just that I was so confused and so uncomfortable being around other people, and sex, with you there." Nora thought a second then went on. "I didn't realize it until last night. I was really comfortable with them and knew you were probably just as comfortable with what I was doing." She grinned and finished, "you were probably jacking off thinking about, weren't you?"
"Of course I was." Jim laughed as he answered.
"But," Nora wanted to let her and her husband understand her feelings, “I think I was just not sure what I did want until last night."
"And that is?" Jim raised an eyebrow.
"I want our sex to always be good." Nora smiled and added, "as it's always been." She thought a second and went on, "but I know that you're just too explorative to be content with just our sex and monogamy," Nora smiled reassuringly as she added, "and, hey, I'm not sure now if I'd be either."
"So," delighted by what was being said but very confused too, Jim decided to press her to finish, "just what are you proposing?"
"I just really don't know." Nora suddenly realized that she had no idea in the world what she was leading to. "All I know for sure is that I want to fuck other men," she hesitated, looked at her Jim and added, "and I honestly want you to fuck other women too," she quickly added, "not that I'll get the same type of pleasure from your fucking other women as you, apparently, do from me fucking other men, but I'll feel good about the fairness of it."
"But, who are we going to be fucking if it's not swapping with another couple?" Jim spoke honestly and he quickly added, "Single people might get too complicated and cheating spouses too dangerous."
"Well," Nora thought a second, "there must be other couples who feel the same way we do," she hesitated before finishing, "we just need to find a nice couple with a hot, handsome, virile husband to work out some sort of arrangement with."
"Can we find that kind of guy with a sexpot wife?" Jim grinned.
"Well," Nora raised her eyebrows, "as long as she doesn't try to steal my sexpot husband from me."
"So," Jim wanted to clarify, "you're saying we both find other people, preferably a couple, who we can have outside sex with and no complications?"
"Yes," Nora answered, then after thinking a second added, "that's sort of it," she thought again and finished, "but not on a regular basis, right?"
"No," Jim knew exactly what Nora was thinking, "not a lifestyle, just a very sweet diversion from time to time."
"Jim?" Nora asked in a very sweet voice.
"What?" Jim whispered back.
"I called Betty on the way home a while ago."
"Really," Jim was surprised, "and just what did you say," he quickly added, "and what did she say?"
"She said that she and Andy aren't getting along very well," Nora shook her head before continuing, "which doesn't surprise me." Nora looked at Jim and added, "I called to see if she'd like to fuck you. I was ready to let her to be fair to you after all the great fucking I'd done last night." Nora didn't hesitate long enough for Jim to respond before adding, "And, Jim, I got wet thinking about it. I'm just sorry that she couldn't make it happen for you."
"Well," Jim smiled at his wife's new revelation, "it's the thought that counts." He grinned bigger now before adding, "and what wonderful thoughts you're putting into my head." He leaned over and kissed her, then added, "I love you so much!"
"I love you too, Sweetheart," Nora kissed him back, reached down and felt his cock which was coming back to life and added, "Now fuck this sore pussy one more time!"
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What a Night!
By Doc433, in Swinging Separately,
I nodded OK and she and he went upstairs to play. I liked to be a voyeur so I waited and then followed them. I watched them for a while and was rock hard during it. Unfortunately it didn't work out for me to play so I looked around a bit. I found a room where a woman was sucking on a man in the bed and many were watching. I was stroking myself while watching too and the woman she was with looked at me and said "wanna fuck her?" I graciously accepted and went behind her. Her ass was upraised and it was very easy to enter her very, very wet pussy.
I listened as her friend told me what she liked and was ramming her hard. She was cumming very hard as she was sucking the other guy and he was cumming in her mouth. Then her friend told me to "fuck her in the ass, she loves it!" So do I!!! I took out my cock and felt the satisfying feeling of her letting me in. It then took me only a few moments to give her my cum and she came at the same time I did. I never did get to find out who they were but the woman and her friend kissed and they went into another room where I could see them grinding their pussies together.
Needless to say it was a VERY hot evening for my own partner and I..
Wow!
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Still both fully clothed, he began to move back and forth over me pressing his cock into my crotch. I continued to moan with anticipation. He slid off my shirt and starting sucking my nipples. They were getting very hard. My legs were wrapped around his back and I was pulling him closer to me. The next thing I remember, his shirt was coming off, my remaining clothes were on the floor, and his face was buried between my legs. I could feel his tongue slide inside me as he moaned because I was so wet. He tongue fucked me and sucked my clit until I came once and then fingered me until I came again. Oh my god, this was feeling good. But I was ready to fuck.
I undressed him the rest of the way and pointed for him to sit on the couch. I lowered myself between his legs and slid my lips down over his already rock hard cock. I stroked him with my mouth – long, hard strokes. He started pulling on my hair and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I stood up and lowered my pussy onto his cock. He pulled me closer so he could suck my nipples while I rode him up and down. More screams. I was coming again all over him. He just smiled and said he wanted more. I turned around and took him reverse cowgirl style. He had a hold of my ass and I had a hold of the table. It was feeling so fucking good. I couldn’t believe he could hold out that long. I was working on my fourth orgasm! DAMN.
After sheer exhaustion on my part, I decided to let him do some work. I maneuvered onto the couch, facing the back of it, and told him to fuck me from behind. It was so incredible looking around my house, feeling as though someone could catch us at anytime, not really being able to see who was behind me and what he was doing. I could just feel his cock pushing inside of me over and over again. I exploded once more before collapsing on the couch.
I told him it was finally his turn. I took him in my mouth and sucked him hard. It didn’t take long before he was moaning about how good it felt. He pushed me back, stroked his cock twice, and then came all over my tits. What an incredible sight. His cum. My girls. I told him we should take a picture and send it to my husband. And that’s just what we did.
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When we were done with our meal we all got up and headed for the door – once outside I grabbed my wife, gave her a kiss, told her I loved her and announced that I had some errands to run and I would meet up with them later. The look of shock on his face was priceless. Although we had all played together before, he would have never guessed he would have been able to have her to himself. I whispered in her ear to “fuck his brains out” to which she replied that would not be an issue. He walked around to the passenger side of the car, still a little dazed and opened the door. My wife got in and off we drove. Me in the direction of the nearest shopping center and them in the direction of our house. I couldn’t wait to hear how the beginning of the evening played out.
The plan was for her to take him home and enjoy the hell out of him. I would stay away for about an hour and then come in and join in the fun. I know that most guys would be totally uncomfortable with this but I trust my wife wholeheartedly and if I can give her something pleasurable and fun and something that she will no doubt enjoy, then all the better!!!
I walked aimlessly around the stores one by one – Not really seeing the things I was strolling in front of. My mind could only focus on what they were doing. Was he enjoying the taste of her delicious pussy? Was she quivering and shaking yet? Moaning and screaming and pulsating from his touch? Was she sucking his hard cock or riding up and down on it? My mind could only wander and guess as to what was happening. Try as I might, I could not get the visions of what they were doing out of my mind.
I felt like I was gone for hours but it was only 35 minutes. All of a sudden my cell phone starting buzzing and I glanced down at it to see a new text message. I figured I was going to get an “OMG – thanks for this night” message but when I opened it up I was pleasantly shocked.
There on my screen was a picture of my wife’s beautiful tits covered in his cum. The caption underneath read “this is what your wife did tonight.” I could feel my cock begin to grow. What an awesome site that picture was.
I replied that I thought it was amazingly hot and was told that maybe I should come home and try doing that myself. I think I drove 80 miles an hour to my house. As I pulled into the garage, my mind was racing with possibilities. It was then that the door to the house opened and my wife was standing there, wearing his button down shirt and a very sexy pair of boy short panties. From the look on her face, no words were needed but she looked at me and said that was amazing!! She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. We walked into the house and went upstairs.
He was sitting on the couch watching a video that he had helped us make a few weeks ago. He filmed, we fucked and it was amazing – he was watching it for the first time and I could see that he was enjoying it. My wife made her way over to sit between us and I quickly went to work, sucking on her nipples – this usually drives her crazy and has her begging for more. He joined in on the other side and I knew that she was in heaven again. It wasn’t long before he was on his knees in front of her, tasting her, driving her crazy again with his tongue and this time I was there. This time she had something else to think about. She reached for my cock and it was rock hard and ready for her. I maneuvered myself so she could take it in her mouth and felt her incredible lips wrap around me. Damn I wanted to cum right then and there but I also wanted to feel the inside of her – I wanted her to feel 2 different cocks inside of her on one night.
She lied down on the couch on her back and I slowly slid inside of her – my cock eager to be inside of that sweet pussy. I could feel her wrap around my shaft as I slid in and out nice and slow.
She pushed me off and made her way to the floor – she put a few pillows underneath her ass and spread her legs as I slid right back inside of her – at this angle, I knew I wouldn’t last too long. He was positioned at the top of her head and he was kissing her and fondling her while I was fucking her. I could feel her body start to tense up and the look on her face let me know she was close – I love it when she cums – it is one of the most intense pleasures I can have – getting her there!! She moaned and screamed while I slid in and out. I could feel her pussy tighten around my cock as she came and it was all I could take. I exploded inside of her – filling her pussy with my cum while he watched.
We just lay there for a while trying to get up the strength to move. When we were done, we said our goodbyes to her toy and went to relax on our bed. She recounted the entire evening for me – exactly how it played out and what he did to her and what she did to him. Needless to say, I was rock hard again and as she told me what had happened, she stroked my cock until I erupted all over again.
Can’t wait to figure out what we are going to do next!!
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After a week in the wilds, I didn’t even want to get near them until they got showered and cleaned up. John winked at me as he came out of the shower “We talked about it on the trip, honey. I think you might just be able to seduce him.” I just grinned back at him.
After being gone a week John had to go back to the store to check up on things so George and I decided to wash all their fishing clothes. Ugh what a smelly mess they were. We were standing there waiting for the load to finish so we could throw them into dryer when a disaster hit. As the washer turned off and on for the spin cycle, the water hose burst, shooting water everywhere. {BTW, it’s a good idea to replace the washing machine hoses every four years or so.} In moving the washer so we could get at the turn-off, then scrambling to get it off, both of us got thoroughly drenched. After mopping up the water with a load of towels from the dryer, we stood there looking at one-another, dripping clothes, straggly wet hair and everything. Both of us had to laugh.
He turned to leave the laundry room but I had an inspiration. In a raised voice I told him: “Don’t you dare drip all over the carpet, stop.” I quickly proceeded to take off all my clothes and throw them into the dryer and insisted he do the same. I grabbed the last dry towel and we dried off together, both of us smiling at the turn of events. He was a bit uncomfortable at first but I explained that, as nudists, it didn’t bother me at all for him to see me naked. I lied, of course, it did bother me quite a bit, a very pleasant bother to see him watch my boobs dangle as I threw the last of the clothes into the dryer and start it.
I took him by the hand and led him into the kitchen to finish our coffee. He didn’t complain when I made no move to get dressed, even though I could plainly see that his penis had swollen a bit. I, of course, was getting ideas too.
After finishing our coffee I led him into the family room where we sat and talked some more. I made sure to entice him by opening my legs from time to time to give him a glimpse of my pussy. At one point where the conversation lagged a bit I asked: “You give the best shoulder and back rubs, George. Would you give me one now?” Of course, he did and it did feel good. Spreading out a comforter on the carpet I laid on my tummy for the massage. After he had loosened my shoulder muscles I asked him to massage my scalp too. And then to lightly tickle my back, then my neck, my butt and legs. Oh did that ever feel good… and sexy. I made sure he tickled my sides and the sides of my breasts. We didn’t say much but we did talk. And I moaned a little when it felt really good. I rolled over onto my back and told him to do my front too, just the same way. He only made one objection: “What if John comes ho…” I interrupted him with a little kiss. “Trust me. John is perfectly OK with this.” His fingers did wonderful things to me, especially when I told him how I wanted him to do it. A very good student, he was soon rapturing me, turning my insides to jello. I got him to kiss me lightly then passionately, to nibble my earlobes and neck, to kiss my breasts, to nibble my nipples, all the while tickling lightly all over me with his fingertips.
I was getting high as a kite with his ministrations and from playing with his hard supple cock. When his hand reached my pubic hair I spread my legs open and instructed him in how to tickle me lightly there. I was so wet that his finger slipped easily into my vagina. It felt wonderful. “May I kiss you there?” He asked quietly. “Of course, please do.” His nibbling and licking sent me up the wall and when his tongue first touched my nub I exploded with an incredible, very vocal, orgasm, shuddering and shaking intensely. I was on cloud nine for a while, a very nice while. I dragged his cock to my pussy, where it slipped in easily but I was still on overload so I pulled away and pulled it to my mouth. I can’t deep throat but I’ve found that using my lips and tongue on just the head is plenty good enough. Plenty good enough to make him moan out loud. The combination of his tastes and mine on his cock sent me up the wall again so I attacked his cock with all my tricks. In no time at all, he was moaning with a little squeak as he shuddered and filled my mouth with his yummy cum. I kept at it and at it and at it until he finally settled down and until his penis was small and floppy again in my mouth. I love feeling the changes in a cock. First as it hardens, then as it convulsively cums, and finally as it shrinks back to floppy, losing its hardness and length. I finally moved up to share a lovely erotic sloppy kiss, holding each other tightly.
As we came down we talked sporadically, sharing our feelings and agreeing that we’d have to do more of this. As we touched and fondled, he began to get hard again, much to my delight. I don’t know if he was a good student or just a good lover but his ministrations soon had both of us raring to go again, kissing and fondling, and doing all sorts of wonderful things together. It seemed so natural when he climbed between my legs and slid his hard cock into my waiting pussy. He made a few strokes in and out then he pressed our mounds together, as deeply as he could go, stimulating the hell out of me with a circular motion that really turned me on. He seemed to know just the right time to change the pace by stopping the circles, kissing me, and making a few thrusts, then starting the circular motions again. OH MY GOSH, what an experience. I came again, shuddering and shaking, lightning cavorting about my body, I couldn’t help screaming as I came. I’m sure he came again too but I was so lost that my orgasm that it was all I could deal with. I was completely out of it for quite some time. What a rush.I don’t remember collapsing but we must have. We stayed there on the comforter, necking and talking a bit for quite some time.
Finally, we stood and shared a very long, very erotic kiss, rubbing our naked bodies together, enjoying the togetherness until we heard John’s car pull into the driveway. We repaired to the kitchen for a very well needed drink of water. George was still apprehensive about what John would think but when John came in he glanced over at the comforter, still on the floor, and grinned from ear to ear. George knew from that grin that everything would be OK.
You can imagine the discussion we all had over our naked dinner. We had a delightful threeway that night that lasted far into the night. For the next two days it was a threeway in the morning, George and me while John was at work, then another three way until we fell asleep exhausted together in our king size bed.
Two months later John and I flew down to California and took George to his first club meeting. But that’s another story.
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Go to our last story for detail and explanation of Rev. Dave the title of which is, 'Cheryl is back'.
In response to several requests I am telling this story as opposed to Jerry who writes better than I but many of you wanted the woman's feelings expressed. After all the man can watch, he can videotape, but he can't know the deep feelings of the woman so here goes.
Rev. Dave arrived about 9 am this morning and as it was too early for a little wine and romance he wanted to take a swim with me in our enclosed pool. That was okay with me as I hadn't taken a shower yet, and I always have to take one after swimming to clean the chlorine off of my sensitive skin.
We both stripped naked, with only a little titty kissing and cock sucking for foreplay and then we took our towels and went for a swim. The morning was a normal Florida day with temps in the low 80's and our solar panels on. The pool must have been about 83 or so, and it felt great. We swam laps until we had enough exercise and I noticed that the water temperature didn't seem to have the slightest effect on the size of Dave's penis. He kept a hard on the entire time we were swimming so he must have been really hot to trot.
We then went inside and took a shower together and after drying each other off we laid down side by side on the bed and began to masturbate each other until we couldn't wait any longer. There is a something special about the anticipation of being fucked by a really big penis that keeps a girl loose and lubricated. We moved to a 69 position for a few minutes and then he turned me around and mounted me in a very careful and slow entry. I could feel each inch slipping into my vagina and filling me up completely. I hadn't noticed before but the base of his dick must have been larger than the head and that is saying something as when he sank into me all the way to his balls I could feel myself stretched to the max.
Now Rev. Dave, { he likes me to call him that } began to pump up and down faster and faster until I had the first of many orgasms this morning, but he was holding back to make it last longer. Then he turned me over on my front, raised my up on my knees and began to fuck me from behind with long smooth strokes! What a feeling that was. I could feel every inch going in and out and my vagina lips were pushing in and pulling out as I was milking him with my kegel muscles. Finally he couldn't hold it any longer and he began to shoot off in my pussy until I had my second orgasm with him simultaneously. With that he collapsed onto my back with a grunt and a sigh and I had to ask him to roll off as he is really a big man and I am petite. The weight of his body was making me sink into the mattress and it was becoming uncomfortable.
The man is insatiable as he laid next to me for less than 20 minutes and then wanted to go again. I knew that Jerry would be sorry that he hadn't set up the videocam before he left as he didn't think Dave was coming by this morning so he'll just have to have me describe the action to him tonight when he gets home.
It was now close to noon so Dave and I went into the kitchen and fixed some drinks and sandwiches while we rested for another session. Rev. Dave is an amazing man as he can talk on almost any subject and make love with the best I've ever had, and thats a lot of men over the years.
After lunch we retired to the bedroom again and this time Dave laid on his back and let me lower my pussy down on his giant cock and I could see it going in me through the mirror behind the bed. It looked like the largest I had ever had, but of course, those of you who have read my earlier stories know that nobody can beat Bob for size as he is 10' or more. Anyway, I watched as I lowered my pussy on Dave's dick until my pussy was resting on his pubic bone and he began to push up while I pushed down and the rhythm was very satisfying. This time I had my third and fourth orgasms within a span of about 15 minutes while Dave just kept on fucking up with strength.
I felt myself getting a little sore and Dave, (reverend, that is) seemed to know that I was beginning to wear out and he had his second or third orgasm which caused me to have to change the sheets and the mattress cover as the man must have cum a pint. Okay, maybe not that much, but a LOT.
Rev. Dave had to leave for a bible study group in the afternoon so he left and we agreed that we'd do this again, but at my suggestion we include Jerry so that he could watch and participate.
Now I am out on the patio nude, and reading a book while getting my strength back and can't wait for Jerry to get home. Hopefully, my soreness will be gone by then and Jerry and I can make love while I relate all that happened with Dave. Jerry always fucks me like a wild man when he hears the story, but he will be disappointed he couldn't tape it. Oh well, maybe next time. Until then we'll have more to write about.
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Soccer Mom
By Jessie B, in Swinging Separately,
If I hadn’t been fooling around with Ted’s computer while he’s away on business and happened upon this page, I’d have burst from keeping it to myself. Blanche is another soccer mom like me. Her Orville is on the same team as my Timmy and it was inevitable that we wind up sitting together at the Saturday games. Women with big busts are a magnet to me and Blanche has a pair that deserves a blue ribbon. Now don’t get me wrong. My favorite for bed partner will always be male with that ridiculous equipment they bring with them but I’ve developed a mild complex about my own skimpy bosom which moves me to fortify my identity as a woman with the company of the more generously endowed. At least that’s what I was told by the shrink I went to after Ted flatly refused to let me get implants. “I didn’t marry you for your tits.” He’d said, “And a couple of bags of silicone won’t make you a better lay than the fabulous one you are.”
I laughed and joked that as long as he kept that in mind I would keep the bod I have and he was entitled to a buxom mistress to take care of his minor fantasies - just don’t overdo it. But I know from the way he occasionally works his chest against mine that sometimes his mind is on burrowing between a couple of juicy big ones so I admit that my offer was not entirely in jest. I wouldn’t want the big guy to miss out on anything just because I can’t supply it.
But about Blanche; within a month of first meeting we were closer friends than I am with any of my more immediate neighbors. I suppose it has something to do with our not being neighbors. I could never be so open with someone I see every day. As we watched the kiddies run up and down the field, we both got around to unloading all our life secrets to each other. I told all about my affair in my junior year at college and she shocked me with tales of the wild goings-on at her school. We both bitched mildly about the monotony of the life of a suburban housewife. I asked her if she missed the carefree times - the freedom, the excitement, the sex. “Well,” She looked off into the distance, “Lars and I promised each other we’d get back into a more open lifestyle after Orville started school but he’s nine years old now and all our friends are as stuffy as we are. I almost got something going last year with our lawyer but he got so tedious about how his wife must never find out that I gave up on him before anything got started. He was a handsome stud though.” She sighed. “Did hubby know about this?” I inquired.“No. I probably would have told him if there had been anything to tell. He’s fair minded and owes me one. Maybe next time.”
“Next time?” I asked. “I can dream can’t I?” she replied. She paused a moment and turned toward me. “Tell me, have you ever had an extracurricular fling - or thought about it?”
“No to the first, yes to the second” I confessed. “Not that I’m sex starved. Ted is as good in bed as my boyfriend ever was - better even. It’s just that some days I feel so out of touch with the rest of the world I’d screw anyone who’d talk to me.”
“But you haven’t done that?”
“No. I tell myself I’ve been too busy but I think it’s just that no one has bothered to talk to me.” Blanche thought for a moment. “Yes, I hear what you’re saying. I feel that at times too. Maybe we’re all longing to open up our lives and let friends happen but as women, opening our lives means opening our legs and everyone is raised to believe that married ladies just do not do that. Now I love being married. I love being married to Lars and there is no one I would sooner be married to but I cringe at the thought of being a ‘married lady’. Wow, sometimes a strange man will smile at me on the street and I could just take him to bed, screw him silly and walk away without bothering to find out his name - just so I could register my existence as someone with someone.”
Then, the devil must have prompted me. “I’ll have to introduce you to my Ted.” I looked directly at her generous bosom. “He’s a knock-over for a beautiful set of tits and those of yours would certainly register with him.” Blanche laughed. “I forgot to mention; I’ve already met him - last week at the PTA meeting. You weren’t there and I just happened to find myself seated beside him. Good thing for you that Lars came by to pick me up; we were getting pretty chummy by the end of the evening.”
It was my turn to laugh. “ ‘Forgot to mention’? ‘Just happened’? He never mentioned it either. It might bolster your ego to know he came home from that meeting as horny as a goat. He got me to bed early and really gave me the royal treatment. I suppose I should thank you.”
Blanche grinned and turned her attention to the soccer game. “And what type of man do you meet in your daydreams?” She asked when the final whistle blew.
“No particular type” I welcomed the change in subject. “That golden haired referee would qualify though. Any man who can keep up running with those kids for a straight hour must have stamina.” Blanche stood up and waved me to follow her. “Come on, I’ll introduce you. That’s Lars, my husband.”
Lars turned out to be not nearly as tall as he’d appeared out on a field full of nine-year-olds. He was only about three inches taller than I but his broad frame supported a good forty pounds more than my slender bones. Muscular forearms extending from his short sleeved jersey were covered with soft golden down right to the wrists. I caught myself wondering how much ...He took my offered hand and held it longer than necessary as he looked into my eyes. “I noticed you talking to Blanche and was hoping she would bring you over.”
“I’m Tim’s mother” I stammered. “Yes, - Tim.” He released my hand as my son came running up. He’s good - be a striker next year, eh Timmy?” As he herded the youngsters over to where their gear bags were stacked, Blanche moved up beside me. “So what now? Do we call Ted and all go out for dinner or do we just plan a weekend in Vegas?” I shook my head. “Let’s not rush things. I was sort of looking forward to a seduction. Let’s keep it secret from Ted that we even know each other; at least until he’s had those beautiful hooters of yours all to himself at least once.” Blanche placed her hand lightly on mine. “I do believe you’re more interested in pleasing that man of yours than yourself. That’s OK but you give your best to Lars too or I’ll not forgive you.”
Our next few meetings were devoted to conspiracy so it was not completely coincidence that I dropped into Shari’s on Wednesday just when Lars was alone at the front of the line. It was pure fate, however, that I arrived just as the hostess announced ‘table for two?’. Lars was about to step back to let the couple behind him take it when I trotted up and took his elbow. “Sorry I’m late” I panted.
After we were seated, he grinned at me. “Have you been stalking me?”
“Please, leave me a little pride” I countered with a big smile. “Let’s just say I’m quick to take advantage of unexpected opportunities. I saved myself a twenty minute wait.”
“That was quick thinking.” Lars admitted. “But I prefer my theory.- I do like your attitude on unexpected opportunities though.” He added innocently. I sat back and gave him my Mona Lisa smile.
Our luncheon conversation was mostly small talk but after splitting the bill, we left the restaurant with an unspoken understanding that we were destined to become much better acquainted. The following day I went again to Shari’s. It was more a yearning wish than an expectation that he would be there - but he was; parked near the entrance. He opened the car door to get my attention so I walked around to the passenger side and got in.
Without a word he started the car and drove directly to the Idylwild motel. No time was wasted on false modesty. I undid the buttons of his shirt as he eased my skirt over my hips. My blouse joined his shirt on the floor and I stood back to marvel at the riot of tight golden curls covering his chest. My attention moved down to a thicker forest extending up toward his belly and the formidable rigid form extruding through it. Even more impressive was the large bag hanging down from the base of the sturdy erection. I was reminded of my grandfather’s bull.
I just had to sink to my knees and take it in my hands as I placed a kiss on the rosy mushroom on the end of it. My lips parted and I let my tongue slide down the bottom of the thick rod as I took in the whole knob and an inch of the shaft. So much for foreplay. He lifted me up and carried me to the bed where I joyfully separated my thighs to accept him. What a glorious sense of freedom came over me as I welcomed the invasion of my inner self. I am again my own person. I do not have to do this. It is my choice, my wish. Eagerly I met each thrust with a counter; sometimes challenging, sometimes evading. With full abandon I rejoiced in being a woman - a woman with a man. I did not strive for orgasm but it came suddenly, unexpectedly; not the sweet flowing expression of deep hunger satisfied that Ted brings me to but an unaccustomed series of short pulsing contractions that shook my whole being and made my ears ring.
A look of surprise appeared on Lars’ face as his body reflexively responded with its own fierce celebration. In the fever of the moment I lived a short moment in the future as the buxom Blanche with the big bosom pressed down by Ted’s broad chest and his familiar tool stirring the commotion in my belly.The hallucination faded to the reality of a lover’s cock inside me, swimming in a sea of its own making. A wave of contentment washed over me and I smiled to myself. This is good.
Collapsing beside me, Lars leaned over and kissed my belly as his hand slid up the inside of my thigh and cupped my swollen pussy. “Whew!” He panted. “I’d almost forgotten how much pure fun there is in a little friendly sex.” I laid a hand over his and pressed it firmly against my feverish labia. “Well, that’s here now to remind you if you ever get forgetful again.”
“I’ll keep that in mind” he said. He raised his head and ran his tongue around each of my nipples in turn.
“Not the mouthful you’re accustomed to” I said ruefully.
“The beauty is in the difference” he responded. “If all women were identical, men would die of frustration. You and Blanche complement each other. That’s what make such lucky dogs of me and your husband.” I tensed with surprise. “What do you mean?”
“Oh come now” He chided. “I wouldn’t be here now if I wasn’t reasonably sure of the game you two are playing. I’ve watched you chatting it up every Saturday afternoon and afterward Blanche always comes home in heat so I assume you’re not just trading pancake recipes.” I actually giggled. “And neither of you is the type to outright cheat” he continued,“So I imagine things are set to all even out.”
“Well smarty, your analysis is pretty darn accurate so just consider me a gift from Blanche” I quipped. “I just didn’t expect to be unwrapped so quickly.”
“And the tits are your gift to your man” he smirked.
“You’ve been talking to Ted?”
"I have never met Ted - that’s the first time I’ve heard his name - but I’ve been lusting after you and building a fantasy situation which has just turned out to be reality.”
“As long as you remember today was planned by me and Blanch, not you, you’re excused. Just don’t get upset when you find out about Blanche entertaining a strange cock too” I said. “That’s fair enough" he agreed.
I squirmed down to place another kiss on that rosy knob. Surprisingly, it was still quite large although the rest of the assembly was a limp bit of flab. Ted’s shrinks down to practically nothing after he’s come. I took the whole thing in my mouth and moved my hips around to where Lars’ lips and tongue could caress my tingling puss. We lay quietly for a while, just softly mouthing each other.
“We really were planning a more extended campaign” I broke the silence, “savoring the anticipation, flirting and teasing you with, coy suggestions, but things happened faster than I expected.”
“You might have chickened out if I hadn’t rushed it.”
“That’s a possibility but now I have to build a fire under Blanche without letting on I’ve already sampled her husband.”
“OK,” h chuckled, “I’ll leave it to you to decide when and if to inform her.”
“I think I’ll wait and let her believe she scored first.”
I moved my hand onto his limp member, almost licked clean of our combined juices. “And now I have a thought for you. Picture this:”, I kissed the sensitive spot just below the head. “Ted’s is not as thick as this one - or rather, as this one was before you so recently ravaged this poor maiden with it. His is, however, considerably longer and does not have the upward bend to it. The head is nice and rosy like yours but it’s slimmer, more a continuation of the shaft than the pronounced bulb you possess. Incidentally, I like that bulb - I like the way it announces itself to my interior.”
I felt the item of discussion begin to grow in my grasp. I gave it a squeeze and ran my fingers up the under side. “But now I want you to visualize Blanche’s thighs - the soft inner surfaces as they separate to disclose that patch of auburn hair framing but not quite hiding the luscious warm lips and the rolled padding of the arch”. Lars was definitely responding. I could no longer close my fingers around him. “And now visualize this: between those tender thighs - Blanche’s thighs - that long slim snake of Ted’s is slyly sneaking up, approaching the warm haven. It cautiously parts the shining bush with its rosy tip, separates the lush lips, slides up and back over the moistening mound and then boldly...”
The object in my hand jumped to attention so I threw my leg over, rose up on my knees as I forced the rigid rod to vertical and inserted that bulbous tip into myself. “Aahh!!” I breathed as I impaled myself on the magic wand. A third time, that afternoon, we coupled, as the saying goes, and again that night I made real love with my husband, enjoying it the more for knowing that it was my choice to do so, that it was neither my duty nor my only option. I belong completely to no one but myself so I give completely.
The next day, Friday, I spent the afternoon on the phone with Blanche. “Now don’t you go wearing yourself out tonight.” I concluded. “I want you to be in top form tomorrow.”
Ted made an attempt at romance that evening but I pleaded fatigue - something I rarely do. In the morning I told him that I had promised Timmy I would take him and his friend to a movie after the soccer game and that the boy’s mother would be by later to pick him up. “Be sure you’re here because she may come early. The movie was an afterthought and I haven’t been able to get in touch with her to tell her we’ll be late. We should be home by six.”
After the game, Lars and I took the two boys to The Lion King and sat in the row behind them. We held hands and shared thoughts of Thursday afternoon. Lars tried to slip a hand up my thigh but when I dropped my hand onto the bulge behind his zipper, he pulled it away. “You’ll have me leaving here with a big damp spot on the front of my pants.” he whispered. “Then behave yourself” I whispered back and stuck my tongue in his ear.
After the show, I told Lars that I would keep Orville with me as Blanche was coming by our place to pick him up. “She knew I was refereeing today. I could have brought him home.” I didn’t say anything. He looked at me for a moment. “Oh” he understood.
When I got home, Ted and Blanche were seated in the patio with a pitcher of martinis and an extra glass for me. Ted kissed me hello and nonchalantly turned to pour my drink but Blanche slipped me a sly wink and pressed her knees together most suggestively. Ted was rather quiet throughout dinner but after we put Timmy to bed, he sat down on the sofa beside me. “Honey, I have a slight confession.”
“Really?” I snorted. “The man spends the afternoon rolling on the most gorgeous set of tits this side of the Mississippi and he has a ‘slight confession’ to make. Honey, she didn’t tell you? Those beautiful tits were my Christmas present to you. I thought you’d prefer them to a new set of golf clubs.”
“That’s right. I already have a perfectly good set of clubs.” He pulled me to him and gave me a big juicy kiss. “You’re a very thoughtful wife.” He thought a moment and then added, “I imagine Blanche is also a very thoughtful wife.”
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The Yacht
By Jerry Owen, in Swinging Separately,
Several readers sent me e-mails asking me to write what happened on the boat, and this is it. About 7 p.m. the following night, I had showered, washed my hair and put on a sleeveless black dress with hose and heels so that I would look good for Bill and drove down to the harbor to find Bill and his yacht. I had my cell and I called him to say I was on the way and to give me directions, which he did. His boat is called 'The Fantasy' and I found it docked right where he said it would be.
As I came aboard, I noticed that Bill and another couple were sitting on deck having cocktails. I was a little surprised at that as I had thought it was going to be just a little sail out of the harbor and some fantastic sex between the two of us. The other couple turned out to be Bill's wife Fran and her brother Joe. After introductions all around and a couple of drinks, Bill cast off and we sailed out to a small island where he had set up a grill to fix dinner for the four of us. That was fine with me, but I was getting a little cool with the breeze off the water and with my sleeveless dress, my nipples were standing at attention. I asked if he had a light wrap that I could put around my shoulders, and being the gentleman that he was he took me below deck to find a light sweater.
I was delighted to see that the bedroom was something very very nice, even for a yacht the size of his. All of the furnishings were first class and the 'head' had a shower and nice facilities as well. We had no more gone downstairs when Bill said that he had to get back to the wheel as Joe was an amateur sailor and he didn't want him to run aground, but to make myself comfortable and when we got to the island he would show me how soft the bed was. I could hardly wait as he was a trim athletic guy with muscles in all the right places and I was anxious to see his love muscle again. In less than 30 minutes we had docked at a small spoil island just off 'Honeymoon Island' and the grill was set up. Joe turned out to be the cook and Fran was the bartender which left Bill and me free to play a little before the steaks were ready.
Bill and I went below deck and in seconds we were both naked and Bill was licking my pussy while I was trying to get his dick in my mouth. Just as we got to a 69 position, in walks Fran and asked, 'Do you have room for me or should I just sit here and watch ?' Bill had told me the previous night that his wife was a swinger too, but I had no idea she wanted a FMF with her husband. Now I'm not Bi so I told her it would be okay with me if we both serviced Bill but that I wasn't ready to go down on her. She shrugged it off along with her clothes and joined us on the bed. Just as I was mounting Bill's big dick and Fran was sitting on his face facing me, here comes Joe saying that the steaks are ready and we had better stop before the food got cold. I was more interested in fucking than eating, but we all got up and went up on deck totally nude and began to eat. Joe felt a little overdressed since the rest of us were naked, and he took off his clothes too. I couldn't help but notice that Joe was about as thick as Bill but maybe an inch or two longer. I could tell that as both of the guys were sporting hard-ons and we girls were dripping with anticipation.
As soon as dinner was over all four of us went back below deck and spread out on the king-sized bed. Now the question was who was going to fuck whom. I thought that since Fran and Joe were brother and sister, that I was going to have to take on Joe and Fran would fuck her own husband. As I was reconciling myself to this, I felt Bill running his dick up and down my pussy lips and leaning over to suck on my tits at the same time. I was so ready that I began to place my hands on the cheeks of his ass and he slowly inserted several inches of his dick into my vagina when I noticed that Fran and Joe were already fucking doggie style and she was very vocal with her cries to give it to her harder and faster. Joe was screwing his sister with abandon, and I could only imagine what that must have been like. Bill, then had his dick all the way in my pussy and he whispered in my ear, 'they have been screwing each other since High School', and that he personally got a big charge out of watching them.
Bill lifted my legs up over his wide shoulders and began to fuck me faster and faster until I had a tremendous orgasm, and in seconds he followed by dumping a load of his cum in my pussy. Then we both watched Fran and Joe get it on some more. Fran took Joe in every position that you could imagine on a bed and then after she had a mind blowing orgasm, she started sucking on Joe to get him off too. Joe didn't want to cum so soon as he had been promised a turn with me as well, earlier without my knowledge, and I was now rested, primed and ready for him too. Joe rolled me over onto my back and since I was already wet and juicy he didn't lick me, but immediately slid all 9' of his big dick into my pussy hole and we were off to the races together. I took a little longer to cum the second time and Joe came before I got my second orgasm. Instead of pulling out, Joe just laid on his side facing me and left about half of his dong in me while he waited to get hard again.
While we were waiting for another round Bill and Fran were fucking missionary style and it was quite a sight to see his dick going in and out of Fran with every stroke he pulled her pussy lips out and with the downstroke forced her pussy lips back in. Now Jerry gets to see this all the time, but I rarely get to see another woman getting fucked up close and personal, so it was a treat for me as well.
Now I felt Joe beginning to get hard again and I wanted him in doggie style so I could watch Bill and Fran and Joe was more than willing. We fucked like rabbits and when he came the second time my pussy juice and his cum was running down my legs and I reached for a towel to wipe it off before I ruined the bed. Bill was finishing up with Fran at about the same time and he wanted to switch again. This went on for hours and I was astonished at the stamina of these two guys.
Finally, we had all had enough and so we got dressed and cleaned up the place and headed back to the Clearwater dock. When we got back to the dock Bill walked me to my car, kissed me and asked if we could get together again soon. I said, 'Of course we can you dummy, your place or mine?' With that I drove home and found Jerry waiting for me and wanting all the details of the evening. Then Jerry fucked me until he was satisfied and we slept until noon the next day. Now Bill wants to be part of our small swing club and I am all for it, while Jerry wants to see what Fran looks like. I think we are going to get together soon. I sure hope so.
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What a surprise! There at my front door was Dan, the swinger we had met at a local club a week or two ago. "Trick or Treat," he said and stepped inside to give me a big hug. "Where is your wife?" I asked, and he looked shocked and wanted to know if Jerry didn't fill me in on the evening. "No, he didn't tell me anything," and then I looked over at Jerry, who had a big smile on his face. "You two go on into the bedroom," and I'll take care of handing out the goodies to the kids.
Well, not that I was opposed to having some more of Dan's big dick, I was just not mentally prepared. "The bed has been turned down, and the KY jelly is on the side table," Jerry said, and off we went.
The story of our first meeting at the swingers club was it was a fun night all around. I am still a petite 5'2" and 120 pounds with light brown hair and a full figure, so I was in a lot of demand by the single as well as married men the past week, but Dan was by far the best. Dan is around 6' and 180 pounds of solid muscle, especially the one between his legs and does he ever know how to use it.
When we got to the bedroom, I noticed that everything was ready and even noticed that Jerry had his video camera up on the top shelf facing the bed and the little light was blinking. I then remembered that he had said last week that he would sure love to get some hot video of Dan and me, and I guess this was his way of doing it.
We undressed each other, almost tearing our clothes off, and then with a deep soul kiss, Dan softly laid me down on the bed and began to eat my pussy with his talented tongue. I could hear the doorbell in the background, but my mind was definitely elsewhere at the time.
Dan slowly licked me up and down and side to side, sticking his tongue in and out of my pussy with a slow rhythm until I was pulling him by the ears and getting a screaming orgasm. I guess the kids at the door thought it was all a part of the scary Halloween scene, but I was immediately ready for another as I am most often multi-orgasmic and I badly needed Dan big cock inside of me. Dan is about 9" long and thick, he fills me like almost no one else has done lately.
Dan began spreading the KY jelly on his dick. I grabbed him, wrapped my legs around his waist, and drew him down on me because I couldn't wait any longer. Dan knew I was wet and ready, but he began to swirl his dick around my labia, then over my clit and then back again until I begged him to bury that big thing!
Ever so slowly he sank his monster dick into my pussy inch by inch until our pubic bones were grinding against each other and our thrusting motions were in sync. Just feeling that big hot dick stretch my pussy gave me an immediate orgasm. Dan thought maybe I was finished for the evening, but not so; trust me, not so. I never let him out of my pussy, he never went soft, and we must have fucked for at least an hour.
When he finally filled my pussy with his cum and rolled to the side, we both looked up, and there was Jerry with Dan's wife Lynn by his side. "I turned off the porch light, and the kids will now have to wait for next year," he said as he and Lynn undressed and joined us in our king-sized bed.
The rest of the night, it was an orgy to remember. Dan and Lynn left a few minutes ago after having breakfast, and I am sitting here a little sore between the legs, but really satisfied and pleased with my loving husband. After we take a shower, we are going to watch the video together and relive the evening. But that will be another story.
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As we were exposed to the idea of swinging from basically the internet and some friends, we started getting attracted to it. In fact, we have been keen to explore the swinging thing further, and this gets us very aroused.
Riti, who usually is into more of doing and less of talking, is the main character in the following story. She is the kind of person who will do a thing and talk less about it, so it boils down to me doing the talking and sharing with you the story as it happened. It is a true story and has some more to it, but to that later. Let's get on to what happened. This story is the first one we are posting, although it was not our first adventure.
I was going out of town for several months, and she was staying at our house in a place in north India, Chandigarh. So while I was going to be away, I thought rather than making her stay at home and becoming a housewife (which she wouldn't like), she could pick up a vocational school course in something like hospitality, which would give her a reason to go out and meet people and also have a nice time. At the time, I had no inkling that this would develop into one of the wildest time she has had lately (and she has had many). Although when I had gone to this institute what had made me make up my mind about getting her admission in this particular place was the secretary, who looked prim and proper, but with the right amount of glint of sexiness in her eyes.
So when I went away, for several weeks, she had been attending a class at this vocational school, which is for outgoing eighteen-year-old students. She would to go to the class in the afternoon and come back by 6 p.m. In this class, there was a guy who she felt was coming on to her. She had told me about him after the first day, and I had told her to make him happy by giving a feel of her ass or her tits.
This guy, his name was Vikram, was a tall, well-built hunk and he had a reputation of getting his way with the females. In fact, he had tried to seduce Riti by telling her how he had been fucking his brother's wife regularly when his brother was abroad, and that he had a thick cock (which Riti had discerned by looking at the tight trousers he used to wear to the class), and that her yoni would enjoy this cock. Now, this was a nice combination of what arouses Riti: a wild guy with the intention to be naughty, and the requisite equipment to carry out an erotic task.
She had told me what had happened after that. One day during the class, they were having a discussion on interpersonal relationship, and her classmates were made to sit on the floor with each other. Holding each other's hands, this guy sat with her, then the teacher told them to think of something they liked and to close their eyes. Riti usually wore a tight back trouser or stretch lycra to classes, which made her luscious ass look really hot, but on this day she was wearing a short skirt and leggings.
When she closed her eyes, she felt this guy holding her hand and then slowly, as everyone had closed their eyes, he slowly put his hand on one of her tits and pressed it lightly. She felt it immediately and initially tensed up, but soon relaxed into an erotic state.
The guy then took advantage of her arousal, which he could feel from her quickening heartbeat, and made his next move. He put his palm between her legs, encasing her mound, slowly gripping it with all his full hand and feeling her there. Then over a period of a few minutes, he rubbed one finger into the crease of the pussy fold and felt her getting wet. In the meantime, the teacher told everyone to keep thinking, and this session continued for around twenty minutes, with Vikram's finger rolling in my wife's folds for the whole time.
When the session stopped, she was too wet to go to the next class; she knew her clothes were stained dark from her desire. She made an excuse to go to the loo and relieve herself to try to hide her shame over being so wanton from others.
The guy followed her there and made her come into a changing room with a full-length mirror on one of the walls. Here he hugged her and reached under her skirt and into her undergarments to feel directly what he had only felt through clothing before. By this time she was too wet to resist any advances, and when he pulled his thick cock out with one hand, she held it, finding it big and hard and thick. He slowly kissed her on the mouth and made love to her tongue as her yoni spilled out its pleasure.
After some time, she felt him trying to turn her around. She tried to resist, but he told her that he wanted to lick her asshole as he had always found it sexy. Many Indian women are very shy and conservative and would be frightened by this, but my wife is wanton, she believes bodies are made for giving pleasure, and she does not limit her pleasures in any way.
She turned, and he bent her forward and removed her thong from below her skirt. He knelt behind her, spread her cheeks, stared for a minute at her dark musky anus, and then started pleasuring her asshole by licking around it and then as she opened, inserting his tongue into her. This aroused her, she was panting. He slowly opened her by putting a finger into her. She sensed that he would now try and put his cock in her asshole. She tried to tell him that she loved all parts of her body, but that there, only licking and fingers. Her husband does not even put it there with his smaller cock since she was too tight and it pained her she told him. He reassured her that he was an expert in this and had been doing his sister-in-law, who loved it very much. He would love to do it to her too, to feel the tightness and warmth of her most private place.
Her mind said no, but her wanton body was saying yes. This he knew. So, she relented, and he quickly took out a bottle of KY jelly, rubbing it on his cock and into her asshole. He inserted the cock in her asshole. She felt herself getting stretched, and some pain, and then her desire required that become only pleasure, a pleasure which she had never imagined. She felt him rubbing her insides where never rubbed before. She felt wanton, and Indian wife bent over in the loo, her yoni exposed, another man than her husband fucking her asshole and rubbing her insides with his cock. She was in the control of lust as he put his fingers into her pussy and started rubbing her clit. Slowly he increased his pace and then came in her asshole. When he did, she came too. He held her body up as her pleasure took her, her body squeezing his cock and fingers in both her holes.
When they were done and ready to return home, he asked for a lift in our car. She is always ready for more, so she agreed, hoping to grab a bite of his cock. What she got was more. He made her take the car to a secluded place, removed all her clothes, made her spread her yoni and ass for him to enjoy seeing, and then made her lick his cock and then climb on top of him and then filled her pussy with the jism. She loved it a lot.
When she came home, her sister, who was staying with her, noticed something was going on from her attitude of a well-fucked slut and the fragrance she was exuding from cum leaking from all of her holes. Being a shy girl, not like her sister, she said nothing, but she wanted someday to be like her sister too.
When I came back from my trip, she filled me on the details. I loved it and wanted her to repeat the coupling with Vikram in front of me. She said she might, she wants to feel her insides rubbed like that again, but not just Vikram, but with other new men too. But that is another story.
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At the Cape
By oncewere, in Swinging Separately,
The air conditioning in my apartment felt wonderful as I stripped off my clothes and took a long cool shower then slipped into shorts and a T-shirt. I had just finished chopping the veggies and meat for the shish-kabob when Sally knocked at the door then entered. She appeared in all her loveliness in a white sleeveless knee length, straight cotton dress that outlined her sexy curves against the setting sun behind her. Washing and drying my hands I sauntered over to her and gave her the hug that wouldn’t be appropriate in public on the job. “Oh my aching feet.” She declared as she relaxed into my arms. “I’m not used to all that climbing and walking we did today. I should have worn my walking shoes.”
I led her to the couch and helped her lean back into it. I then sat on the floor and removed her shoes, pulling her feet into my lap. She sighed satisfyingly as I proceeded to administer a long, satisfying foot rub. Of course, as she moved her legs to give me better access to her feet I got a great view of her lacy black sheer panties. She smiled at me and I responded likewise. She leaned over to the phone and asked: “OK to call Herb?” I nodded and she dialed. “Hi honey. How ya doing?....” She exchanged small talk with her husband as I continued the foot rub. After listening for a while she asked Herb: “Hey, honey, Rusty is giving me a foot rub right now. Is it OK with you if we have a little fun together?” She smiled as she listened to him. “OK honey, have fun at the party tonight. I’ll call tomorrow and fill you in on what’s going on.” She put down the phone and snuggled into the couch for a while, enjoying the foot and ankle rub. Then she squirmed around a bit so she could wiggle out of her dress. “Rusty?” She asked, almost as an afterthought: “Is it OK with Ruth if we play?”
I grinned… maybe smirk is a better description, as I answered. “Syl and Marcus are staying at our place. She mentioned that they all will be going to the party together tonight. She’s getting all the nooky she wants while I’m gone. Maybe she and Herb will even get together tonight to compare notes.” I couldn’t help but appreciate her beautiful smile and seeing in just her sheer underwear.
“How about turning this into a full body massage, Rusty?” I grinned and unsnapped her bra and diddled her nipples for a moment. I removed my shirt and shorts as we repaired to the bed for her massage. I helped her out of her flimsy panties and led her to lie on her tummy. Had my penis been longer it would have rested on her bum as I straddled her legs, supporting myself on my knees. Leaning forward I massaged her shoulders and neck, manipulated her back and generally worked on her until I felt her relax fully.
Over the two weeks in Florida I’d gotten to know her ways and signals so I took her soft sigh as a cue to begin softly stroking her neck and ears. Keeping up a banter of what I hoped would be endearing phrases, I ran my fingertips softly through her hair, applying a delicate massage to her scalp. There is something about giving soft pleasure to someone that gives me a happy feeling. I was enjoying the warmth that suffused my body as I proceeded to touch her softly at her scalp, ears, and neck. The feeling of her even more pronounced relaxation gave me a little thrill.
Next I switched to a soft tickling massage over all of her I could reach, reveling in the feelings of her shivers as I lightly tickled her. I told her how lovely she looked and how great she smelled. I breathed deeply to appreciate her deeply feminine aroma. I moved to her side so that I could apply the same kind of massage to her bum and legs. Alternating between massage and tickling touches I could feel her progressive rise to arousal. Of course, my fingers strayed to the sides of her breasts and between her thighs. She seemed to like the tickling touches all over her. Her hand found my mostly flaccid penis sending electric shocks all through me. I continued the soft tickling touches for quite some time since she seemed to enjoy it so much.
Turning her head towards me she smiled a soft, comfortable, sexy smile to me as she enjoyed the feelings. Slowly she turned over onto her back, just smiling at me. Of course, I had to keep up the massage so I carefully ran my fingers lightly, ticklingly over her, approaching but always avoiding her nipples and pussy. I could feel her excitement grow slowly as we played and as my penis slowly rose to hardness in her hand. My tickling approached closer and closer to those places I was purposely avoiding. Each time I would approach a nipple or her pussy she would shiver and I would tell her about the fire and chills she was giving me by letting me touch her. Soon her body began to move in unexpected movements, some soft and slowly, some more sudden and intense. She began a series of soft sighs and moans as I continued to tease her with my fingertips.
I leaned down to kiss and nibble her earlobes and neck, continuing to tease her as her movements became more and more forceful. Finally, I touched a nipple fleetingly but backed off to the side of her breast. I kissed her chest right between her breasts and she shuddered. Then I began to flick her nipples gently with my tongue as my fingers passed lightly over her pussy, dallying momentarily in her pubic hair. She opened her legs to give me better access so I lightly tickled the insides of her thighs from one side to the other, just lightly tickling her pussy as I passed by. Of course, my other fingers, my lips, and tongue were lightly teasing, tickling her wherever I could reach. Her sighs and moans continued, increasing in intensity as did her body movements.
I leaned back to look lovingly at her sensual beauty, telling her just how beautiful and desirable she was. She shuddered then reached up with her leg, put it around my neck and pulled it in the direction of her undulating pussy. Far be it from me to refuse to do my duty, I obliged her by lightly licking back and forth just below her gorgeous pubic hair. Inhaling of her musky, delicious aroma sent waves of warmth through me, causing me to sigh and mumble something like “Oh… so fine.” I couldn’t resist plunging my tongue into her depths to taste of her hot wet essence, savoring her mouth-watering pussy juices and the feelings of devouring the insides of her pussy lips, shuddering as I did so. As soon as I could regain my composure I returned to those teasing movements, flicking at her with my tongue, nibbling at all the ins and outs of her pussy with my lips. I couldn’t help sighing, almost as loudly as she was. My tongue, lips, and fingers seemed to burn with excitement as we melded into one-another.
Several times as she played with my now erect cock and my balls she squeezed a little too tightly but in my state of arousal the mild pain just added to the stimulation. We went on, writhing together for quite some time. When her groans and body movement seemed too strong I would back off for a moment then return to my tongue flicking and nibbling to bring her close again until finally, she tightened her legs around my neck and pulled me into her as she began a series of monumental shudders and moans that could have awakened the neighbors. Fortunately she had hold of my cock at the time, not my balls so her zealous squeezing just heightened my feelings. I simply cannot describe how wonderful it feels to have my face buried within a woman’s pussy as she reaches a strong orgasm. The feelings of closeness and ardor approach the level of one of my orgasms. In fact, since I wasn’t distracted by my own orgasm I could appreciate those feelings even more so. Her orgasm seemed to last so long that I had to forcibly move against her hands and legs’ pull to grab a few fleeting breaths of air. It just doesn’t get any better than those moments. I rode her, licking and sucking and lashing at her clit with my tongue, reveling in the pulsations I could feel inside her pussy until she began to relax. Then I moderated my ministrations as her relaxation proceeded and she released my head and pulled me up to kiss her lips tenderly and gently.
At one point she smiled at me and sighed softly. Holding eye contact, I whispered to her fervently: “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for letting me share that with you. It was wonderful.” Ok, so I can be corny when I’m aroused. We kissed softly at first then more passionately, squirming our naked bodies together with abandon. She grabbed my cock and manipulated it to full hardness then after a wile whispered to me. “Rusty, I need this inside me, could you fuck me now?” We kissed then I rolled her onto her back and we gyrated about until her legs were on either side of me. I probed tentatively at her pussy with my rock hard cock for a few moments, enjoying the exploration. She took my cock into her fingers and moved it all about around and just inside her labia which were hot and very very wet. I told her how much fun that was and she smiled and told me “Me too.” When I told her about the waves of heat she was sending through me she just smiled a sensuous smile and nodded. After a while of this playing she inserted my cock more deeply into her pussy then, removing her hand, she pulled me into her fully with her legs.
I stroked in and out of her for a while, looking into her eyes, both of us with silly grins, both sighing both rising slowly in our feelings. I leaned down and kissed her several times and toyed with her breast as best I could without crushing her with my full weight.
All this felt wonderful to me, in fact, too wonderful. I was quickly approaching ejaculation but I didn’t want it to end. I asked her to stop moving so much for a moment so that we could extend it. I told her I was enjoying her too much to let it end so quickly. I buried my cock as deeply as I could inside her then moved myself up so that my cock was strongly against the front of her vagina and my mound was pressing tightly against hers. I stopped thrusting and began just moving my hips back and forth fore and aft, minimizing my stimulation but maximizing hers. Sylvia taught me these moves a few months ago and I’ve never failed to satisfy a lover with it yet. Sally quickly began to breathe faster and to shudder again and again Suddenly she stiffened and moaned. I could feel her vagina grasp my prick with repeated pulses. She had just begun to relax and I was just beginning that inevitable climb to my own orgasm when the phone rang. I was going to ignore it but she said something about it being a call back to work if there were a problem. I just nodded and continued fucking her as she reached for the phone.
“Oh, hi Ruth. As a matter of fact, he is. Right now he’s reaming my pussy with a very hard cock. I’d let you talk to him but he’s about to cum. Listen.” She held the phone to me. I groaned a couple of times then said “Hi Ruth I’m kind of….. Ohhhhh… Ohhhh…I’m….” The added issue of Ruth listening in took me over the edge and my cock and balls exploded in an incredible orgasm that went on for quite a while. I groaned and I shivered as I shot my load deeply into Sally’s cunt until I couldn’t take any more and I just collapsed, rolling over beside Sally. I felt disappointed as my prick slipped out of her but she cupped my cock and balls with her free hand.
Sally continued to talk to Ruth while I slowly recovered. As I returned to the land of the living I overheard sally’s side of the conversation: “ … and he just did that thing Sylvia taught him, you know, not thrusting but keeping pressure on my clit while he moves sideways. He gave me two really nice cums before you called. Thanks for sharing him with me, Ruth. It makes our time here at the cape tolerable. … I think he’s started to recover. Want to talk to him?”
She handed me the handset. “Hi Babe. I hope you didn’t mind talking to Sally for a while. I was kind of busy at the time.” She laughed out loud and told me “No problem, hun. I hope you are enjoying yourself. I am too.”
“Well, I sure would like to make love to you too but Sally’s a good substitute for the sex and I’ll always return to you. You know that.”
“Sure do. Hun. Bill Jacobs and Frank Sanchez dropped by last night so Syl and I shared three guys.. several times. They stayed over the night. We had a circle fuck this morning and I’m not even sore. We’re just getting ready to go to the party now so I wanted to call to tell you I love you. I talked Justin into going too. His first party and he would like for me to show him the ropes. I told him I wasn’t into ropes and leather and we had a good laugh. Have a good time with Sally.”
“You too, kitten. I’ll be heading back in a week and a half. Give Justin a good fuck. He’s been really hesitant about public sex. He needs a good first experience and I know you’ll give it to him. Bye now, love you”
“You too. Bye. Say bye to Sally for me.”
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I emailed Dawn and she was quite excited about meeting us on holiday and she gave us the name of her hotel to see if we could stay there too. When Mike checked it out, we couldn’t get in at the same hotel and we couldn’t get exactly the same dates, but they said the hotel was very nearby Dawn’s hotel. It worked out that we would get there a couple of days before Dawn and she would leave a couple of days after us, but at least we would meet up for a couple of days and I would have a chance to get a bit of a tan before she arrived.
When we arrived at our hotel it was really nice and our room had a great view over the sea and up the coast. We checked out the area and the hotel where Dawn would be staying was literally five minutes walk away so we settled down by the pool for a couple of days serious tanning and relaxing. One of the attractions in the area was scuba diving and Mike was really keen to have a go. He had done some diving previously and wanted to have another go while we were there, so he checked out the times and the prices and went off to try it out. I just spent two days by the pool really enjoying doing nothing.
After a couple of days we were thinking about going over to the other hotel to meet Dawn and her new guy and wondering what time would be best to see if they had arrived. While we were thinking about it, they arrived at our hotel and they came to find us by the pool. Where she had been living in the tropics she had picked up a good tan and my two day effort still looked miserably white in comparison. She made it worse by wearing a short white outfit that showed her off to the best advantage.
Her new guy looked nice and his name was Gary, so we all sat down by the pool ordered some drinks and spent ages catching up on the news and gossip. That evening we met them at their hotel for dinner and spent the whole evening chatting. Mike and Gary went over to the pool table in the end to get away from us gossiping and obviously as soon as they left, we talked about Gary. He was also a teacher but he didn’t teach at Dawn’s school. He taught physical education and they had met at a sports meeting they had taken their students to. He also played football for the local sports club and tennis and obviously kept himself very fit. When the boys came back, we decided to call it a night as Dawn and Gary were tired from the traveling so we went back to our own hotel.
We talked a bit on the way back and Mike told me that Dawn had told Gary about our three in the bed session at Christmas. I was so embarrassed. Mike just laughed and said that Gary seemed quite laid back about everything and seemed to think it was a bit of a laugh, but I knew I would be embarrassed to meet him again in the morning. The next day, I discovered that Mike had arranged to go diving again and Gary was going with him so Dawn and I spent the whole afternoon on the sunbeds by the pool in her hotel. Gary hadn’t said anything about Christmas, so I didn’t feel as bad as I thought I might, but I did talk to Dawn about it.
“Why did you tell Gary about Christmas?” I wanted to know.
“Why, is it a problem?”
“I was a bit embarrassed to think he knew about it.”
“Gary wasn’t. He said last night that he could see why Mike didn’t complain.”
“What do you mean.”
“He reckoned that if he had the chance to have you and me at the same time, he’d jump at it.”
“What’s he like then?”
“How do you mean?”
“You know. In bed.”
“ He’s a lot of fun when he makes the effort. You fancy another three in the bed don’t you?”
I was a bit shocked that she came out with it like that as I hadn’t really thought about three of us being there, I was just curious about what he was like.
“I don’t think I’d do that.”
“Why not, you did at Christmas.”
“That was different, Mike was there. I don’t think I could have another man while Mike was there, it would seem odd.”
“Mike had me while you were there.”
“Yeh, but that was different. You’re curious though aren’t you?”
“Of course. He looks like he knows what he’s doing.”
“Well why don’t you find out for yourself.”
“How?”
“I’ll amuse Mike for an hour or so and you, you know..”
The idea certainly appealed to me. I knew Mike wouldn’t have a problem with sleeping with Dawn again as he had mentioned it frequently since Christmas and being on holiday and away from everything, nothing seemed to matter too much. Although I liked the idea I was a bit nervous and it felt like setting up a date for the first time. We chatted about how we could arrange it. Eventually we came up with the idea that we would meet up for dinner and then have a few drinks afterwards. When we had all had a few drinks, we would go into the Disco at the hotel and I would dance with Gary while Dawn danced with Mike. If we wanted to go ahead with the plan, Dawn would suggest that Mike showed her our hotel room and that would get them out of the way for a while so that I could do the same with Gary.
“But what if he doesn’t want to sleep with me, that will be so embarrassing.”
“You don’t have to worry on that score,” said Dawn. “He was talking about what happened at Christmas again last night and he is definitely up for it.”
That evening, I dressed carefully and Mike noticed that I was putting on my sexiest bra and pants. He laughed and asked if he was in for a good time later and decided to tell him about the plan. He thought it was a great idea and was obviously more than keen to enjoy Dawn’s charms again if the chance arose. I felt a whole lot better about it when I had told Mike and now I was really looking forward to the evening. After dinner we went into the Disco and danced for quite a while, then Dawn and I went to the bathroom and agreed to go ahead with the plan. I told her that I had mentioned it to Mike and he was really keen and she admitted that she had told Gary and he was just as keen. We went back into the Disco and Dawn suggested that Mike should take her to our hotel to see if it was better than theirs. Mike readily agreed and off they went. Now it felt like the moment of truth and I felt really nervous. I knew exactly what Mike and Dawn were going to do and I knew exactly what Gary and I were going to do, but suddenly I just felt scared. Gary asked me if I would like another drink, but I got my courage back and said I would rather see if the view from their room was as good as the view from ours. It sounded really corny, but Gary didn’t seem bothered. We went up in the lift and my heart was really pounding.
It was like it was my first time and I was full of nervous anticipation. We got into their room and Gary opened the curtains and asked if I liked the view. Suddenly I found my courage and said that it wasn’t the view from the window that I particularly wanted to see. Gary laughed and put his arm round my shoulder and before I realized it, I was kissing him. He put both his arms round me as we kissed and I could feel his hand moving down my back. As we stood there kissing his hands found my bum and he pulled me into him so that I could feel he was already starting to get hard. I moved back slightly and started to unbutton his shirt and that became a game. When I had taken his shirt off, he took my top off and unclipped my bra. Then he waited. It was my turn. I pulled his belt, undid it and unzipped his trousers. When they fell to the floor he stepped out of them. It was his turn again. He reached behind me, found the button on my skirt and I felt my skirt floating towards the floor. My turn. I started to feel his growing erection through his boxers and then pulled them down to the floor. He was going to step out of them, but I stopped him. I sank down to the floor and lifted each foot out then, as I began to stand up again, my mouth drew level with his dick. That was too much of a temptation and it was now already hard. I played with it for a while then began to suck it. As it slid between my lips, I realized that although it had been hard, it was nowhere near fully grown and I could feel it expanding in my mouth with each stroke of my tongue.
I stood up and told him it was his turn. He put his arms round me and led me over to the bed. I sat down on the edge of the bed and he gently pushed me backwards. He crouched between my legs and began to suck me and lick me through my panties. What a sensation. I was wet with excitement before he began, but within a few seconds, my panties were soaked. He gently slid them off and went down on me with his tongue. I could feel my pussy opening as his tongue worked on my clit and his fingers began to explore inside me. I could feel that I was cumming and so could Gary. He stopped and repositioned himself with his dick at the lips of my pussy. I could feel him slowly slide into me and then continue with the rhythm that he had begun with his tongue.
As the rhythm built up I could feel myself getting close to cumming, but just as I was on the edge, Gary pulled out and replaced his dick with his tongue. I was going wild. I had nearly cum twice and Gary was controlling it so that he just kept me on the edge. His tongue picked up the rhythm again and his fingers slipped inside me. It was taking less and less time to bring me to the edge and I knew that when I came it would be enormous. Feeling me tighten again, Gary stopped and pulled back. He rolled me over so that I was face down on the bed and then slid his dick into my soaking pussy again. I could feel him pumping against me and it was wonderful. I was so wet. I just couldn’t take any more and I started to cum. He quickened his pace and made me cum. I hope there wasn’t anybody trying to sleep in the next room as I think I may have been a bit loud. He slid out and rolled me over onto my back and it was clear that he hadn’t yet cum. He lifted up my legs and slid back into me, but I just couldn’t take it there, it was tingling and just too much. I pushed him back and onto the bed and then I crouched on the floor between his legs.
“Now it is your turn.” I told him.
His dick was rock hard and it slid into my mouth so willingly. I could feel that he wasn’t far off shooting his load and can remember wondering whether to let him cum in my mouth, or climb back on top and finish him off inside me. I decided to be greedy and as I felt him start to lose control, I slid up the bed and guided him into my pussy. That was enough and I felt him pumping hard inside me as he shot his load. I slid back to the floor and began to suck his dick as he lost his erection and fell back, helpless on the bed. We cleaned up and just lay on the bed awhile before we decided that we should go back down and see if Dawn and Mike were back. When we got downstairs, Gary got us a drink and we waited a while before they came back through the door. We had a couple of drinks, but although nobody spoke about what had happened, we had that exhausted, satisfied look that said more than words could. When we went back to our hotel, we were both curious about how the evening had gone. Mike had certainly had a good time with Dawn and when I told him about what we had been doing I could feel him getting hard in my hand. I had two men that evening, not both together, but I had two fantastic cums.
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There were things about Derrick, however, that began to work on my mind. He was tall and muscular lean and very handsome and very polite. Almost every time we would see him during the evening or on the weekends he is just wearing a pair of jogging shorts. He has an incredible tan! I suppose so though because he has a privacy fence around his back yard and in ground swimming pool. Anyone who has all that in their back yard better have a good tan. Recently Tom started teasing me of how he always catches Derrick looking me over. I would joke back to Tom about how Derrick was older then me by 15 years and with that gray starting to show in his hair he probably couldn’t even get it up no matter how excited he got. Tom warned me to remember that old saying of “Just because there’s snow on the roof doesn’t mean there is no fire in the furnace”. But behind it all I was realizing how tempting it was to think about Derrick. After all, almost every guy 50 years old was showing extra baggage around the waistline and only interested in TV sports from a recliner chair! Not Derrick. He was always doing something, fixing something, building something or if nothing else just going for a swim in his pool. And always wearing those flimsy nylon jogging shorts and that’s all. I’ve even entertained the thought of sometime taking something over and after opening his gate to the privacy fence catch him skinny dipping in his pool!
On one particular hot day I fantasized rubbing oil over his naked body in the sun and then giving him a hand job. Then my thoughts took me further to actually riding him. So I began dressing a little more sexy for when ever I was in the backyard or even when I had to run over to Derrick’s house to take something over. I realized that Tom was right and that Derrick didn’t really try to hide the fact that he was looking me over. Most of all I was really liking it. Here I am 15 years younger then this guy and maybe causing him to get a little bit horny!
Tom insisted that I was causing a disturbance in Derricks jogging shorts that I might have to remedy for him one day. Anytime Tom starts acting this way I know that he is in one of those moods where he gets turned on about someone making love to me. I have gotten to like it when he gets that way. Things began to spice up last Saturday early evening when I came out of the kitchen onto our patio wearing one of Tom’s tank tops which on me looked like a short sundress. I was carrying a foil covered plate to take over for Derrick to have for his dinner. Tom was reading a magazine on the patio and he asked me if I was taking dessert over also. I told him that not this time because I didn’t have anything. Tom got out of his chair and walked over to me and knelt down on one knee and reached up under and pulled my panties down to the floor. He looked up at me and winked so I stepped out of them and headed over to Derrick’s. From this point everything started to move quickly. I entered through Derrick’s gate and headed towards his sun patio and sliding doors to the kitchen. Derrick stepped out to greet me and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he knew the tank top was all I had on. I told him that I was setting the plate on his stove and then I returned outside.
When I came back outside I easily noticed a very obvious semi hardness in his jogging shorts. He caught me looking at it and had to sense that I liked knowing that I caused it. Feeling rather bold I walked over closer to him and said, “If you would like I could take care of that for you while I’m here also.”
Derrick reached for the bottom of my shirt with both his hands and pulled it up over my head as I raised my arms up. The air, the early evening sun, and his eyes were all touching me and it felt so good. I inserted my thumbs behind the elastic of his shorts and as I knelt down onto my knees I pulled them down. His lovestick sprang forward right in front of my face. I took my right hand and as lightly as I could handle his balls. His cock hardened more and I leaned forward so that my lips were just barely touching his knob. I let my tongue explore his shaft and take sample tastes of his manhood. I stood up to face him with my hand wrapped around his weapon of mass pleasure. He motioned me a few steps back to where a huge beach towel was spread out on the ground. I sat down and looked up at him looking down at me. He gently eased me back so that I was lying flat on my back.
I looked up at him standing naked and eager. His body was tone, lean and totally tan. He didn’t appear at all intimidated by our age difference but rather I sensed a confidence radiating from his face. His cock was hard and as honey roasted tan as the rest of him. His eyes studied me all over and I could tell he was pleased. I reached both hands down and placed them on my thighs and began to raise my knees. I spread my thighs open in an attempt to convey my invitation. He stepped between my legs and knelt down. He leaned forward and placed his hands beside both of my shoulders and then began to lower himself as if doing a push up. Doing so his cock touched my almost totally shaven pussy. His hardness was throwing heat and was throbbing at my opening as he began touching my neck with his lips.
I couldn’t hold back my gasp nor could I control the heat shivers that I was experiencing. I was ready to take his cock however he would give it. But instead of pouncing on me for a quick ride he kept kissing my neck. He held himself up in a way that his lips and the head of his cock were the only parts of him touching me. His gentleness and obvious display of experience convinced me that he was a veteran lover! I reached my hand to wrap my fingers around his shaft and pressed it against my opening. With my one hand I was teasing his love tool as well as my love opening at the same time. He positioned himself so that I could begin feeding his gorgeous meat into my hungry wetness.
He began to slide into me with ease. Both our bodies were beginning to glow and throw heat in the open air and full sun. He slowly and ever so gently kept increasing his depth into me with soothing strokes. His style was giving me sensations that I have never had before. Somehow he maintained a position of keeping his entire body weight off of me. The only part on him touching me was his cock inside of me. He seemed to be able to read my breathing and body movements in a way that he could give himself to pleasing me to the fullest pleasure experience.
As he continued a slow stroking inside of me I could feel him begin to swell several times in a way that was driving me wild. Somehow every time that it seemed he was swelling to reach climax and cum he was able to control and delay himself which in no way disappointed me. Then he began to increase his speed and he smiled as he began to swell again inside of me again. It swelled and swelled and he stroked me faster and faster until he began to cum in eruption like throbbing that seemed to go on and on. We both breathed heavily and moaned with satisfaction.
When he finished filling me it was then for the first time that he lowered himself down onto me just enough that our bodies touched and it felt so incredibly wonderful as he began kissing my neck again and his cock remained inside of me still hard as you would expect a pro to be! Derrick stood himself up and reached down to help me up to my feet. He took a terrycloth robe and wrapped it around me. I looked at him standing before me naked and to my amazement still hard. I grabbed my tee shirt off of the chair and I knelt down before him with my face in front of his handsome, tan cock. With my shirt I gently and deliberately wiped off his love tool and took it ever so softly into my mouth. I took as much of it as I could and then began massaging it with my tongue. He left no doubt in my mind that he enjoyed it.
I stood up, opened the robe and pressed myself against him so that our naked chests were against each other and I kissed him on his neck. So intense in my mind was the thought that maybe he will make love to me again. So much did I want to that I whispered to him, “Maybe I can slip over again. My husband Tom and I allow each other to do some fooling around now and then. He actually knows that I came over here hoping to get laid.”
Derrick looked at me and smiled and said, “You can come over and borrow a cup of sugar any time you like!”
Wow! I can handle living in this neighborhood! I turned and let myself out the gate. I couldn’t help thinking that never again will I let a little gray in someone’s hair cause me to think that they are over the hill. Sometimes it is very much opposite to that! Did I ever learn a valuable lesson! And I don’t think that I’ll ever buy sugar again since I have a good place to go borrow some!
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They had dated off and on for about a year but although they had kissed and done some some light fondling, they had never had sex. With my encouragement, she began to consider the possiblility of getting in touch with him. After a while longer, she decided to call him and suggest they get together for a drink for old times sake the next time she was in town visiting her family, which we were planning on the next month. She made the call and he was delighted to hear from her and told her he was very excited at the thought of seeing her again. Over the next month, they talked a few more times on the phone and she was feeling very comfortable and anxious to see him again. It was a very long month before we finally made the trip to Dawn's home town and her meeting with her former boyfriend, Jim.
We were staying at Dawn's sister's house and, on the pretext of visiting with a longtime female friend for the evening, she made arrangements to meet Jim. She dressed casually in a white blouse and wrap around blue jean skirt with a lacey bra and panties set underneath. As she was getting ready to leave, I asked her how far she would go with him. She said, 'We'll see, it depends.' 'Depends on what?', I asked. 'I don't know,' she said, 'I haven't seen him in ten years, I don't even know if he's still interested in me that way.' I told her, 'Trust me, baby, he's still interested.' I asked her to call me if she had a chance and let me know what was happening.
She drove off and I began a long wait to see how things turned out. After about two hours, the phone rang. It was Dawn and she said they were at a motel and he was in the shower. She had told him she was going to call home to let them know she would be out a little later than planned. She quickly told me they had met at the nightclub as planned and had a nice dinner and some drinks and much conversation. After dinner they had danced and for a while, kissed a few times and decided to get a room. There wasn't enough time for many details. I was dying to know every little detail, every move, how she was feeling and so forth. But then she said she had to go, the shower had been turned of and, I loved this part, she said 'Now it's my turn.' Thinking I might be pushing my luck, I said, 'Don't shower before you come home, I want you freshly fucked when you get here'. To my surprise, she said 'That sounds good to me.'
The next two or three hours were a mixture of pain and pleasure for me. I was going crazy wanting her to come home and yet the longer it took, the more I knew she was enjoying her first time with another man since we'd been married.
Finally, I heard the front door open and then our bedroom door and there she was, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. She was teasing me and simply said, 'Hi, honey.' Impatiently I said, 'Well, how did it go?' And she replied, 'Three times.' Knowing full well what she meant, I innocently asked, 'Three times what?'. She said, 'He made me come three times, and you knew what I meant.'
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I prompted her for details. Dawn sat on the edge of the bed and asked 'What do you want to know?', again, teasing. And she began to tell me everything.
They had enjoyed an intimate dinner and a few drinks that she said were beginning to work on her, Dawn's a light drinker. Then he asked her to dance. Each time they danced Jim made a few more advances. And he asked her why, after so long, had she wanted to see him. She answered that when we decided we were coming for a visit, she began to think about him, and just thought it would be nice to see him and talk about old times. Jim asked about me, where I thought she was, and she told him about the story she had concocted about spending an evening with a girlfriend talking and catching up.
They danced some more and when he'd make one of those subtle little squeezes or pushes against her, she'd return his advance. After a while, he kissed her softly on the cheek and to show her approval, she moved her hand to back of his neck and pulled him closer into her. Dawn said he moved back and looked her in the eyes and asked if she wanted to take things a little further. And she said, 'Sure, I'd like that.' He then asked if he should get a motel room and she told him she was hoping he would ask.
When they got to the room, they sat nervously at the small table in the room and talked for a while longer. As they talked they both began to relax. Then Jim got up and reached out and took her hand, and pulled her up to him. And they kissed, gently at first then a deep, probing wet tongue on tongue kiss that she said left her head swimming with a dizzying wonderful feeling. They moved to the bed and she lay back with Jim laying on his side next to her, kissing her and running his hands over her body, down to her legs and up under her split skirt. She put her hand on his to let him know she wanted him to continue.
They began to unbutton each others clothing. He opened her blouse and pushing her bra aside, started kissing her breast, sucking on her nipples and driving her crazy. Then as she reached down and began to open his belt, he kissed her and said he needed to get a shower. That's when she called me.
After she showered, she came out into the room and found him under the covers illuminated by the glow of the tv screen. She approached the bed and as she leaned down to get into bed with him, she dropped the towel she had draped around her. She described the very intensely exciting feelings she had, as if she were a teenager experiencing her first time. They kissed and fondled each other, getting more and more frenzied until they could stand it no longer. He moved over on top of her and entered her slowly, but easily, she said she was very wet already. He started thrusting into her, holding her breasts together as he sucked both of her 36C nipples at the same time. Something Dawn loves to reenact when we make love. She came twice that first time.
They rested for a while kissing, fondling, and talking and enjoying the moment. As she felt him becoming aroused again, she pulled him over onto her once again. The second time was slower, gentler, and lasted longer. And when she came again, she said she thought she'd pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.
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I should add, Dawn is and has always been very oral. She'd rather give a blowjob to completion, not wasting a drop, than any other activity. And she always loves to be eaten. For some reason Jim isn't into oral, he really doesn't know what he's missing. But that doesn't stop her from seeing him when she's at home, she says he's such a good fuck that she doesn't miss it. I ask her if she'd suck him off if he would let her, to which she replies, 'In a heartbeat, and I'd swallow every drop.'
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After she finished telling me about her evening, I wanted her more than ever. She had remained dressed while she recounted her story. She stood up and undressed and climbed into bed with me. As we kissed I asked her what she wanted me to do, and she said without hesitating, 'I want you to eat me.' I asked her if she had gotten another shower after she finished with Jim, she said no. 'You want me to eat you after Jim came inside you?', I asked. And she almost gasped 'God yes, eat my pussy now.' And boy did I! We were so caught up in the moment I didn't even think about it, I'd never seen her so turned on. It was the just the idea of it to her, Jim had come inside her and I was eating her pussy, she went wild. She gave me the most enthusiastic blowjob I had ever had from her or any other woman. She came twice, hips bucking, a muffled scream as she took me so deep I thought she'd choke. But she didn't, she sucked me hard and when she realized I was starting to come, she hungrily devoured me, swallowing my load and milking my spasming cock as I pumped my come into her mouth and throat. Then after giving me a few minutes to recover, she wanted me to fuck her, to come inside her the same night that Jim had. And I did that too. It was the first time since the first year or so of our marriage that I had come twice in the same night.
She still loves to relive that night, we both do, and we have many times over the years. Even as we got into swinging with couples, and we experienced new people and great sex, that night still stands out, along with a few others.
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One Saturday morning I went over to Peter and Chris to return a socket set I had borrowed. While it was early, just about 8.00 am, I knew they would be awake, as they are early risers. As I opened their gate I noticed that Peter's car was not there but I thought I would just leave it with Chris or one of their children. The house seemed very quite as I called from the kitchen window. After a second call I heard Chris say 'just a minute' and seconds later appeared at the door. As she opened the door she smiled at me, but from the look on her face I knew I had 'disturbed' her. I began to apologize as she stepped aside and invited me in. She had on a satin green shirt that just covered her ass. It was obvious she was bra less as her nipples stuck out. After a few minutes of ideal chat she asked if I could help her with something. I replied sure and followed her as she headed to their bedroom. Following behind, I could not take my eyes off her ass the cheeks of which became visible as she walked.
While we walked she said that she had recently purchased some new curtains for the room but need assistance in hanging them. Sure enough there were the curtains on a chair. She pushed a footstool to one side of the window, and requested me to hold one side while she hung the other. As she climbed up on the foot stool and stretched to hang the curtain, her shirt rode up to almost her waist revealing a beautiful shaved pussy. I immediately felt my cock harden in my pants but she only smiled and stepped from the stool. She then came around to my side, put the stool on the floor, took the curtain from me and climbed up to hang that side. Again as she stretched the shirt rose revealing her cunt.
'How does it look?' she asked.
'As lovely as ever' I responded.
'And what about the curtains' she asked.
'Those look OK' I replied.
She stepped from the stool and began walking out the room asking if I wanted a cup of coffee. I declined as we headed for the kitchen. After the coffee was made she sat on a kitchen stool with her back to the counter. She was aware that I could see her pussy and appeared not to worry, and in fact opened her legs.
'Children still sleeping' I enquired.
'I don't know ' she replied. 'They are spending the weekend with some friends.'
I immediately walked over to her and put my hand on her pussy. My fingers slipped into them easily as she was soaking wet. 'I guessed I did disturb you this morning' I said to which she replied 'I awoke feeling very horney this morning but Peter could not attend to my needs as he was late for work. After he left I tried to make myself busy but my cunt had other plans. I was laying on the bed playing with myself and was about to cum when I heard you call'
'Can I finish what you started' I asked.
'That was the general plan I had' she replied.
I immediately dropped to my knees and began sucking that shaved sweet pussy. Her juices were flowing and I could hardly lick fast enough to drink all. It did not take more than thirty seconds before she began to shout 'suck my cunt, suck it, shit I am cumin' and she shuddered, squashed my ears with her thighs and shouted 'Yes, Yes, fuck, oh shit, yes, suck harder, harder, harder' and exploded in one of the biggest and lengthy orgasm I have ever witnessed. During all of this she shouting at the top of her voice and I was wondering if the other neighbors heard her. I stayed licking her cunt and sucking on her clit, while she went through a few smaller orgasms. Finally she gently pulled my head up to her and stuck her tongue down my throat. In a few seconds I had my hard cock out of my pants and buried deep within her. Before I knew it I was shooting a load of cum up her pussy as she wrapped her legs around my back pulling me tightly into her. Only two minutes had passed from the moment I first touched her pussy to my cumin. As my cock softened it slipped out of her and soon the stool was covered in cum and pussy juice. She picked up a kitchen towel and cleaned herself. We looked at each other and began laughing.
'I have been dying to do this in months' I said, 'although I did not expect that it would be over in two minutes'.
'Who said anything is over' she responded. 'Peter will not be back until this afternoon and I have a pussy here which is still not satisfied'.
'Did you not forget our agreement that no one would screw another's partner unless both parties were present' I enquired. ' What will Peter or my wife say if they find out'
She looked at me and smiled. 'Do not feel guilty as Peter had confessed to me that last week, when you had gone for the day, he went to your house and your wife had fucked his brains out in the guest bedroom'. She said that he had felt guilty about it and had told her. 'We have agreed that we will not stick to our agreement but we will keep the relationship among the six of us'. Strangely, I did not feel annoyed with my wife but excited that she had fucked 'Peter's brains out'.
Chris turned and headed for one of the children's rooms. Looking over her shoulder she inquired 'Coming' and took of her shirt and threw it at me. In no time I was on the bed, sans clothes, and making love to her. This time I decided I would take it slowly. We kissed, exploring each other's mouth with our tongues. I massaged her small breast and pinched her long nipples until they stuck out about a half-inch. Easing down her body I sucked each breast as she purred and held my head tightly to them. A gentle push downwards indicated that she wanted me to go lower. I kissed down her stomach eventually reaching her exposed clit, which I took into by mouth and started sucking. Her movements said she was enjoying it and since I love to suck pussy both of us were enjoying ourselves.
'Suck it hard' she demanded. 'Yes suck my cunt down your throat'.
The more she spoke the harder I sucked. She was now trashing around on the bed shouting she was cumin. Her orgasm was not as hard as earlier but it lasted about one minute. I released her clit from my mouth and began to lick the juice, which was flowing from her pussy. She lay quietly, for several minutes.
'You are the best cunt sucker I ever had,' she said. 'Any day you want pussy to suck come over.'
'I have a hard cock which requires a hole'. She immediately pushed me onto my back and swallowed my prick. She would take it out her mouth, suck the head and then swallow the entire length. I did not want to come but to enjoy this beautiful woman sucking my cock. She could sense I was about to climax and removed her head from by cock and began to lick my balls. She returned to my cock and each time I reached my peak she would stop.
'Please just suck the head and swallow the cum' I begged. She immediately held the base of my cock, covered the head with her mouth and began to move her head and hand up and down. I could feel my cock getting harder {if that was possible}, and began to cum. She keep pumping my cock and sucking until I was totally drained. As I softened she let my cock slip from her mouth and rested her head on my stomach. As I looked down at her I wished I could spend the entire day making love to her. Our relationship, which had started as purely physical, had now taken a turn.
Looking at my watch I realized that I had been at her house for three hours. I told her I needed to go or my wife may worry, as I had not mentioned I was going out.
'My cunt still needs a hard cock' she stated, and began to suck my cock back to life. As I entered her she kissed me gently as only a woman in love can. I responded and our sex became one of love rather than passion. We both came slowly enjoying the sensation of pleasing each other.
After cleaning up, she escorted me to the door and as I looked into her eyes she said, 'please come again as soon as possible'. I left knowing that we had crossed a barrier that we never intended to reach.
When I arrived home my wife asked if I had visited Peter and Chris. When I said yes she immediately kissed me and said I hope you enjoyed her. Apparently, my wife had seen me leave with the socket set and knew I had gone to return it to Peter. She also knew that Peter was working and the kids were away for the weekend. She said 'I have seen you and Chris looking at each other and I know you love to fuck each other. When you did not return for an hour I was tempted to join and have a threesome, but figured you would have preferred her to yourself'.
I kissed her and told her how much I loved her and knew that she had made love to Peter and that it was all right. I suggested that she call Chris and invite her and Peter over tonight if they were not busy. She said, 'I hope not as I have been looking forward for a long time to Chris sucking my cunt. She knows exactly where to suck and the correct amount of pressure'. I guess my wife and I will be fighting for her from now on.
Chris accepted our invitation, but that's another story.
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"Good morning sweety," Mike had been up drinking coffee and writing on the computer for his usual two or so hours already. As Jan groggily made her way to the motor home's small bathroom, Mike continued, “Are you ready for coffee?”
"Yes, please," was all that Jan could manage. Mike was a morning person, and Jan tried to be. After so many years of marriage that was about all she could manage. Mike saved his work and fixed Jan her coffee. He knew exactly how she liked it. Heck, they both knew, pretty much, what each other liked in everything. They often kidded each other about being able to read the other's mind. They had met when Mike was in the service. Mike had been in an elite outfit and at 6'2' 200 pounds, thick blond hair with blue eyes, Jan had fallen in love at first sight. Jan was only nineteen then. She was 5'7', not more than 110 pounds, naturally curly auburn hair, and green eyes. She also had the most perfect pair of tits that Mike had ever seen. They had lusted after each other from the start, and now after all of these years..., still do. But why not? Mike, although a few pounds larger and hair, still thick, turning from blond to white, was still as virile and fun as when they dated. Jan was still the beautiful female that Mike loved, and her breasts..., well, they held up very well indeed for mid-forties.
Mike had returned to the computer table, and as Jan came out of the bathroom, she wrapped her robe around herself and walked over to Mike. "Good morning to you," Jan put her arms around Mike's neck and hugged him as she spoke. Mike reached up, pulling her robe slightly apart, he kissed her large breasts softly. He then sucked her nipples into his mouth one at a time, taking care to show each equal attention. He then backed his head away from her chest.
"Here's your coffee." Mike reached over to the counter and got Jan's full cup as he spoke, then handing it to her, "How'd you sleep?"
"Really great." Jan smiled as she took her first sip. "I didn't think you were going to write this morning?"
"Got to pay for the trip, besides, I couldn't sleep." Mike reached to the computer and started the ritual of saving, and turning it off. Mike and Jan are semi-retired and make most of their income writing realistic fiction books. Mike writes and Jan edits and advises. They had currently been working on a story of two Native American youngsters who got lost in hills of western Oklahoma and were trying to find their way home. And, being one of Mike and Jan's favorite spots in the world, the Wichita Mountains had been picked as the spot they would go to write, enjoy a nice vacation, and write it off as expenses. "What do you want to do today?" Jan looked into Mike's eyes as she spoke, "I hope you're not planning on writing all day, I'd really like to go do something."
"I've only got a couple more chapters 'till I'm done," Mike hesitated as he saw Jan's disappointed look, "but it won't take too long, and this afternoon we'll do whatever you want." Jan was disappointed. She understood but was disappointed. Without saying a word, she stepped out into the screen-room and stood by the door looking out at the beauty of Medicine Park. Mike watched her leaving, viewing her wonderful ass and legs, then turned back to the computer and started the procedure of turning it back on. "Morning." Jan swung her head quickly to her right as she heard his voice only feet away. "Sorry, if I startled you," the man continued to talk while he was putting the awning of his small camping trailer up. "I just got here, hope I didn't pick a spot too close." He turned and motioned with his arm, "but these two sites are so perfect by the lake."
"Yes, I know what you mean," Jan smiled broadly as she spoke, "that's exactly why we picked this site. I'm Jan..."
“Oh, yeah, my name is Joseph,” he said, “glad to meet you Jan. It is ok that I camped so close isn't it?" Jan looked closer at Joseph. He was a little shorter than Mike, slender but in obviously good condition even for his age, about early to mid-thirties, shoulder length straight black hair, and penetrating dark brown eyes. His complexion was dark and flawless, and his facial features were strong.
"Oh sure, it's quite alright. We're glad to have you as a neighbor." Jan noticed the questioning look on Joseph's face. "My husband, Mike, is inside at work, he's writing. He'll be out later, and I know he'll want to meet you as well..., I'd better let you get finished setting up..., do you need any help?"
"No..., no, but thanks." Joseph returned to his task of setting up camp. Jan sipped her coffee and admired their new neighbor as he worked. "So your husband writes?" Joseph had finished his camp-site and had just come out of his camper and sat down in the chair under the awning. "Yes, mostly we work as a team, he's the creative one and does the writing, I occasionally offer story ideas but usually just edit Mike's work. What do you do?..., If I'm not too nosy."
"No, not at all, I'm an archeologist,” he explained. “I'm working on my doctorate at Pepperdine doing research on Early American artifacts."
"Really?" Jan stood and walked to the side of the screen-room closest to Joseph. "Sounds so interesting, we collect Native American art. Mike is part Choctaw, and I think I'm part Cherokee," Jan stopped rather abruptly, realizing how this could sound so patronizing. Her embarrassment was relieved when Joseph spoke.
"I'm half Apache. My mother was Apache. She got pregnant, had me, then left with my father that I've never met, and I was raised by my Grandparents." Joseph grinned for the first time as he continued. “True story. But I need to add that my Grandfather is George Buffalo, so it's not really so sad a story..., and I believe that you and your husband are really part Native."
"George Buffalo! Wow! We've got two of his painting in our living room. Neat!"
"Which ones," Joseph sounded genuinely curious but could have been testing Jan's honesty.
"Before The Horse, which is Mike's favorite, and White Mountain, which is mine," Jan said without hesitation.
"Really. White Mountain has always been mine as well."
Jan and Joseph both sat quietly for several minutes sipping their coffee and just looking unashamedly at each other. Jan noticed the lack of hair on Joseph. He was sitting with just a pair of cut-off jeans, and there was no hair on his legs, stomach, chest, or face. The glossy black hair of his head hung neatly down to just below his shoulders all the way around, and he didn't really even have sideburns. As he looked closer, Joseph noticed that Jan might be slightly older than himself. His attention had been centered on her friendly smile, and extra nice breasts that occasionally showed as she moved just right and her robe would open slightly at the top. But now her noticed a maturity in Jan as they contemplated each other. Still no wrinkles, or physical clues, just a nice maturity. He liked that. He liked very much what he saw!
"So, what brings you here?" Jan broke their silence.
"I'm tracing the expansion of the original Native Americans..., I started in Alaska, and am now heading east. Later I'll return to Arizona, my home, and go south. There is supposed to be a museum near here..., do you know where it is?"
"Oh sure, it's..., well..., Mike could probably tell you how to get there..., all these roads turn so much. I could find it, but I don't know how to explain to you."
"Well, perhaps when..., Mike, gets finished he could tell me." Jan's eyes suddenly lit up. "Or, while he's working, I could take you. It's not far, and we could go in our ATV. These narrow roads would be difficult for your truck anyway."
"I would be grateful. But I will need to spend a lot of time there.”
“Oh, that's quite alright. Mike never likes to stay in museums long enough for me anyway. I've been there before and would love the opportunity to linger, and maybe learn something from an expert. Give me about ten minutes to get dressed." Jan waved as she went back into the motorhome and closed the door.
"Who were you talking to?" Mike turned from the computer and looked at Jan as he spoke. "Oh, a new guy just made camp beside us."
"Too bad..., you'd said how wonderful it was to have this whole area for ourselves. I suppose we won't be late-night skinny dipping anymore."
"Well, it's really not all that bad." Jan gave Mike her special ornery-and-up-to-something grin. "He's sort of cute!"
“Oh, so privacy, unless they're cute, was the deal huh?"
"Well, yeah, I guess. He's an archeologist and, if you don't mind, I'm going to take him to the museum. Why don't you come with us?" Jan added the last part as an obvious after-thought.
"Naw, I want to finish this, and if he's cute, I might spoil your day anyway." Mike winked at Jan then continued. "Really, have fun, be gentle with the man, and I'll try to be finished by the time you get back.”
Mike finished the last chapter..., and this particular book. He looked at the clock on the screen and was surprised that it was already 2:00. Mike had a way that he always rewarded himself for finishing any book. He fixed himself a strong Scotch and water, toasted to the air and the computer, then took a large swallow. "That hits the spot," Mike smiled at himself as he took another swallow. This was Mike's way of clearing the story idea from his mind. When involved in a story it always seemed that someone else was in his head constantly bugging him to finish 'their' story.
"Done! And done with you!" Mike tapped himself on the forehead and finished his first drink. Jan and Joseph were chatting comfortably as they pulled up in the toad, which was the nickname of the tow vehicle. "Hi," Mike shouted as they got out. "Finished a couple of hours ago and have been lonely, anyone want to join me?" Mike was a little louder than usual but not slurring or anything. It was apparent to Jan and Joseph that he was in a good mood from his drink though.
"No.., no thanks," Joseph said as he approached Mike and put his hand out to shake.
"I don't drink, family problem, but it's nice to meet you, Mike. My name is Joseph." Mike took Joseph's hand and grasped it firmly.
"I'm Mike, and it's nice to meet you too. Did you two have a nice time at the museum?"
"Yes," Jan said as she came inside the screen-room behind Joseph. “I'll have a glass of wine..., Joseph, would you like a soft drink or something?”
"Sure, anything you've got would be fine. Thanks." Jan went inside the motorhome to fix the drinks.
"So, did my wife help or hinder your work?" Mike smiled as he spoke to Joseph.
"Oh, she was really a great help..., and wonderful company." Joseph glanced toward the open window motioning to Jan as he spoke.
"He's just being polite," Jan said through the window. “I was probably in his way the whole time."
"No...," Joseph spoke to Mike, "she was really helpful..., but may I ask you something?"
"Sure, whatever" Mike shrugged his shoulders as he spoke. "Who is..., Jan several times without knowing called me..., who is Ricardo?"
"Oh damn!" The two men looked at the window hearing the glass fall into the sink and Jan's exclamation. After a short moment of silence, Mike began to laugh uncontrollably.
"What's wrong?" Joseph looked really confused. "Maybe I shouldn't have asked." Mike continued laughing as Jan looked through the window giving Mike a scolding look.
"Ricardo huh?" Mike roared still laughing.
"MIKE!!" Jan yelled through the window. "Don't even think about it." Then looking to Joseph Jan continued in a quieter voice. "No it's ok, and I'm sorry I confused your name..., I didn't realize." Mike was still laughing but now a little more controlled.
"Well, are you going to explain, or am I?"
"I don't see why either of us has to say anything more," Jan let a small smile show as she spoke but tried to conceal it.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I've touched on something personal." Joseph was noticeably uncomfortable, so Mike took the liberty to ease his discomfort.
"Ricardo, Joseph, is a fictional character that we invented for a story."
"Really? And I reminded Jan of him?"
"Well, now that you mention it, and I really look at you..., you are him!"
"I'd love to read this story."
Jan suddenly looked panic-stricken and stopped the guy's conversation cold. "It's really a nice afternoon, don't you think?"
They took the hint, and the conversation was changed for a while. They discussed Joseph's research, and Mike told Joseph what he knew of the Choctaw's journey east to Mississippi. Jan invited Joseph to eat with them and went inside to fix dinner. When Jan was busy and no longer in hearing range, Joseph looked at Mike seriously and asked.
"Could I read the story of Ricardo? It really has me curious."
"I wouldn't mind Joseph, but I'll need to talk to Jan alone about it. Do you have online capability here?"
"Yes, I use it to e-mail my research to the University each night." Mike thought a second then continued. "We do too. Give me your address, and later, if Jan agrees, I'll send you the story."
"Thanks, Mike, I'll look forward to it."
After dinner, and after Joseph thanked Jan for a wonderful day and a great meal, he went into his camper. It took a while, but Mike persuaded Jan to let him send the story. Mike and Jan wrote erotic stories for fun and exercise between books and enjoyed sharing them anonymously on the web. 'Ricardo' was one such story. And 'Ricardo' was special to Jan because she had invented the character herself.
"Ok, it is ready to send," Mike looked at Jan as he had everything done except hitting enter. "Why don't you do the honors?" Mike pushed back from the computer table and motioned for Jan to push the button. "I don't want you to say later that I did it without permission." Jan thought a moment about Joseph (Ricardo). She tried to remember every detail of her favorite story, wondering if Joseph would get angry or upset. She knew she should back out. She clicked the mouse! Her heart pounding, Jan took Mike by the hand and led him to the bed. Mike had only been wearing his blue jeans, and it didn't take Jan long to get them off. She still marveled at how sexy such simple dress attire could be. She sat him on the bed and even before his jeans had been pulled completely off of his feet she had his cock in her mouth. Mike knew his wife's needs, and why, so he went along with her every unspoken demand. They had sex like two teenagers in heat. Jan began to undress as she continued to work on Mike's cock. Mike, as Jan removed her shirt, began to manipulate her sensitive breasts. Jan stood to allow Mike to help her get her jeans off. Once off, Mike slid her wet panties down her legs, and Jan quickly climbed up on the bed and took Mike into her. Jan's climax came quickly and violently and caused Mike to explode inside her. They kissed and remained in the same position for several minutes coming down. "That was incredible!" Mike broke their silence. "Perhaps I should yell and thank Joseph."
"Don't you dare!" Jan was quick to scold her lover, then she continued, "it had nothing to do with him..., it was seeing you in your jeans with no shirt. You know that always gets me.”
"Well, thanks..., but we both know the real reason." Mike grinned from ear to ear, then allowed Jan to get off of him, and they both cleaned themselves up. "Hey," Mike now back at the computer yelled at Jan, still in the bathroom. "You've Got Mail!" he said, mimicking the computer voice, "it's from Joseph, want me to read it?"
"Yes please, is it to us or me?"
"It's to you, but he says we both can read it."
"Well, go ahead." Jan listened intently as Mike read the e-mail.
"I enjoyed the story so much and am quite flattered that I remind you of the character. It was really a hot story, and knowing you, spending the day with you, and Jan, knowing you are the other character, makes it even hotter. I am so hot, I think I'll go for a swim in the lake. Would you or both of you join me? Yours, Ricardo."
"Damn!!" Mike added almost as if it were the last word of the story. "Jan, isn't that how the story starts? With Jan and Ricardo swimming?"
"Well, sort of, don't you remember it? After all, you wrote it."
"Well, yeah, but you've read it more than me..., so..., are you going to wear a suit?"
"Of course! You coming?"
"Not yet, but I'll bet I do before the night is over..., I need to recoup a bit." Jan poked Mike in the stomach and again asked if he was going swimming too. Mike declined, saying that this was her 'Ricardo' and he would just enjoy her enjoyment. Jan put on her suit and went out the door. Mike followed and took a seat in the screen room. Joseph, seeing them come out, came out his door and greeted Jan. Joseph was completely nude. Nothing was said by any of the three about Joseph being nude and/or Jan having a suit. Mike noticed that Joseph really had very little body hair. Only a small patch of pubic hair and of course the hair on his head. "The hair on his head! He had put it into a ponytail! Just like Ricardo in the story. How cool." Mike was really enjoying this opportunity for Jan and knew she would be ecstatic. Nothing was or needed to be spoken. Joseph smiled at Mike first, then took Jan's hand and the two walked the short distance to the small lake. The moon was out, but only a quarter, so Mike could see but not clearly. Even though Mike had just cum so thoroughly, he could feel his dick regaining life as he saw the two come together in the water and kiss.
Jan felt Joseph's warm skin against her stomach. She ran her hands up his stomach, feeling the smoothness of skin without hair. As they kissed the first time, she felt the smoothness of Joseph's face. This skin, too smooth to be shaven, was such a wonderful contrast to Mike's skin. Jan turned at this thought to see Mike. Mike, noticing Jan looking, raised his hand in a warm salute. Jan returned her attention to 'Ricardo.' The two continued embracing, kissing, and then began exploring each other's bodies more thoroughly. Mike watched as Jan's bathing suit top was removed and tossed on the shore. Jan trembled as she felt Ricardo's soft lips caress her exposed breasts. Ricardo had to hold Jan to keep her from falling in the water as he took her hardened nipple in his mouth and sucked. Jan, regaining her legs, if not her composure, slowly let her tongue run down Ricardo's neck, chest, then belly. They were standing in water up to their thighs, and Jan knelt down and took Ricardo's now very hard cock into her mouth. It had only been such a short time since she had tasted Mike's cock. For a moment she felt so slutty.
She again looked toward the motorhome noticing that Mike was not there. The momentary feeling of being lewd was won over by her feeling of lust. She still couldn't help making a comparison though, deciding different but both enjoyable. Ricardo, wanting to return the oral treatment led Jan back to the shore where they lay together in mutual oral gratification. Jan climaxed with little warning and wanted more. She tried to remember how the story went. She suddenly wondered what her response to Mike was. She didn't want to go beyond the limits... but she desperately wanted Ricardo to take her. She wanted to feel him deep inside of her. As Ricardo started kissing his way back up to her breasts, she was forced to let his cock leave her mouth. She noticed movement near them and saw her husband standing beside them with his robe on. She looked up into his eyes for a sign..., and saw him smile warmly. Joseph, suddenly also aware of Mike's presence, stopped momentarily and also looked at Mike.
Mike smiled at Joseph then spoke in a low, warm voice. "Thank you Ricardo, just, thank you." With this Mike handed something to Jan, then turned and went back into the motorhome.
"What did he hand you?" Ricardo asked in a heated whisper.
"Nothing, never mind, just kiss me," Jan answered as she felt the three packages of condoms in her hand.
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For some reason, I suspected Kim of fooling around. Coming home late from work, leaving without telling me where she was going, etc.! I worked up a plan with my best friend and neighbor. His name is Jerry, married and a real jock. I wanted to test Kim and who was better at this than Jerry. He is known as a real stud of the area. I think everyone knows but his wife, Liz.
I cooked up this plan with Jerry to be executed on a Thursday evening. Kim mentioned on several occasions how nice looking Jerry was and that he always dressed so neat. I'm not the jealous type, but this made me wonder. I told Jerry of my intentions for him to test Kim and he was agreeable and said it sounded like fun, remember we are the best of buddies. Jerry asked, what if it goes too far. I said it was OK as long as I could watch. Jerry agreed, and the plan was set. I hooked up our video cam on the dresser of our bedroom and one in our den.
I called Kim from work around 6 pm and told her I was going to the hockey game with the guys and wouldn't be home until around midnight. I work for a large securities firm in Tampa and mostly men at the workplace. She bit of course. To be honest, I really didn't think Kim would be game for any tryst with Jerry, but I was just testing. Well, you guessed it; not all went as I thought it would.
Jerry showed up at our front door at about 7 pm. He brought his basketball and a couple of bottles of good wine. He asked if I was home and could I come out and shoot some hoops. Kim said I was at the game and wouldn't be home until late. Jerry said his wife Liz was at her parents and wouldn't be home until later either. Kim said she hadn't shot baskets for a while and she would join him. After they played for a short period and Jerry had won 5 games of PIG, they went inside to cool off with a bottle of chilled wine. They went to the den where the big screen was, and Kim went to the kitchen to get the wine from the freezer where she had put it to chill. While Kim was in the kitchen, Jerry flipped on the video cam and waited. Kim was wearing her denim cut-offs and a halter-top, no bra of course; nobody wears a bra in Florida. Jerry was wearing his coaching shorts, which were very very short, and a T-shirt. Jerry thinks he is a Navy SEAL and never wears undershorts.
The picture was perfect on the video cam, and Kim was not the wiser. After about 15 minutes of small talk about their spouses and work, Jerry started in. The subject quickly turned to sex. I was shocked at how open Kim became. I wasn't sure if it was the wine or what. Jerry started on his and Liz's sex life and how kinky they have become. Kim opened up and began telling Jerry about our sex and how erotic I have become over the past year or so. Kim began telling Jerry how I loved watching her fuck dildos and how excited I would get when she would squirt when she cums. When Kim gets really turned on, she can cum about a quart, really. It seems to never stop. Yes, it does taste like honey.
Kim and Jerry were sitting on the sofa directly across from the cam, and I could see Jerry cock getting erect. You could tell Kim noticed it but tried not to look. All of a sudden Kim stopped talking, and Jerry pulled his massive tool from the side of his shorts. It was so big it looked like a baby's arm holding an apple. It was even a surprise to me, I had never seen Jerry nude, it made my heart pound. I can't even imagine how Kim was feeling about then. Jerry shook it at her and asked if she ever has seen anything like this in her life. Kim commented that Liz was one hell of a lucky woman. Jerry said there was enough to go around and he would share and was sure Liz wouldn't mind because they had been swinging for the past couple of years. Kim said if John ever found out he would kill us both. Don't forget Kim is very very attractive and has a perfect body, not a flaw.
What happened next really floored me. Jerry told Kim what we were up to and showed her the video cam; he must have really wanted her pussy. Kim got real pissed at first then said let's give him a show. Kim then told Jerry she has always been faithful to me and had never thought of having an affair until that very moment. I was furious at my friend but soon got over it as I watched what happened. Both Jerry and Kim stripped off their clothes and started to get busy. Jerry went down on Kim even before he had ever given her a kiss, which told me this was just raw sex. He worked in two fingers as he licked her clit. Kim was really humping her hips as he fingered her. She was about to explode when she pulled his head up to her bountiful breast. Kim's nipples were so erect they stuck out about a half-inch or more. Jerry was sucking on one and pinching the erect nipple of the other. All of a sudden the milk started to pour. Kim had lost our baby in her eighth month several months ago and still has a lot of milk. Jerry was going crazy because he didn't know Kim was lactating. I think at first it scared him, but he soon was like a kitten lapping up her spray. Kim screamed a howl and declared she was cumming.
Jerry stepped back, and in full view of the video cam, you could see the cum pouring out of Kim's sweet hole. It was just like a man cumming thick and running down onto the leather sofa. Jerry lowered his head and started licking all he could, but there was just too much. Jerry put his hand down below her pussy and let it run into his hand and palm and smeared it all over her tits and face, Kim then licked his fingers clean. Kim said she had to try and suck his cock, she could barely get the head around her lips. Kim was satisfied to lick the head and shaft all the way to sucking his balls. After about 10 minutes of this, she resorted to jacking Jerry off and fingering his asshole. After a while, Kim said she had to try it fit it inside her. Jerry positioned himself and guided that big log to Kim's pussy. It took a lot of spit lube and several attempts, but he finally he managed to get a fit. Jerry was very gentle thank heaven. It looked as if he was going to pull her insides out on the withdrawal.
After about 20 minutes of this awesome site, Kim let out a high squeal and came again; not as much came pouring out this time. Jerry pulled out with a plop you could hear on video and watch her orgasm again. He said he was almost there and inserted his cock in Kim again, after about three or four minutes he withdrew and came all over her wide-open pussy. Great gobs of cum ran from her pussy to her asshole. He cum in her a little and it was running out of her like a river, Jerry got up to get the video cam up close to get a good shot of the cum flowing river. Kim got up and came back with a towel to clean up, and both looked into the cam and asked how I liked the show.
As I reflect back to this, I think I got what I deserved. YES, Kim and I are still married and in love more than ever. Jerry and Liz, has since introduced us to swinging. We get together quite often, and we have met new and exciting friends. I hope you have enjoyed our story, all true and exciting.
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