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My wife and I have been swinging for over six years now. We are very open and honest about it. It comes to the fact we both love sex. I said to her, Marie what do you think about having an open relationship. She was familiar with it. She said sure as long as you tell me when you are meeting up with others and I would do the same. No details left out. I said, of course not. So we agreed. For those of you not familiar with an open relationship. It is when two people are committed like we are, but fool around on the side with others. But they remain committed if that makes sense. Let me describe my beautiful wife for you. She is 29 years old, part Swede so she is very fair skinned and has very light blonde hair and blue eyes. She is 5 -8 and has a small waist line. She has a great ass and the best tits I have ever laid eyes on. They are 36dd's with big light pink nipples. They sit high and do not hang at all. It almost looks as if they were implants but trust me they are not. So one Wednesday morning while I was at work, Marie went food shopping. She had a lot to get on this trip. She also told me she wore high heels and shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt. You know what happens to women when they go into the frozen section with tight shirts on. facelick . She finished in frozen foods and went up to the register to pay. Her nipples were still hard she said. She always stands perfectly straight too. So, she is standing in line and the checker is a young girl and the bagger is a young guy who looked to be barely 18. Marie said he could not help himself in staring. She had her groceries rung up and bagged. The young man said to Marie, Miss do you need help getting to your car? Now, Marie is in great shape and would never need help with the bags. But she said sure that would be nice. She said he could not stop looking at her legs and tits. They walked over to the car. Marie then played it up for the boy. She dropped her keys right in front of the car and bent over for him giving a good look at her from behind. She then opened the back he put the bags in the car. He took out his pen and wrote something down on her receipt inside the bag, but she thought nothing of it. She thanked him and went home. When she got home and unpacked she found her receipt. On the back it said, If you want to have some fun call me, I get off at 12:30, Chris. It was now 12:00 noon. She thought to herself, hmm. Wow this kid had balls. I was obviously a married woman since I was wearing my rings. I had never been with a man that age since I was a girl in high school. So I decided why not? But, first I called Mike my husband and told him what happened. He said why not? It sounds like fun. Marie called Chris, He answered the phone all nervous. Marie said hi honey, it's the woman you helped with her bags. He said how could I forget. Marie then asked. Chris, I have to ask you one question first. He said OK. She said how old are you? He chuckled and said I just turned 18 last week. She said really. He said, yes. She said well happy birthday. Why don't you stop by the house when you get off, it's 124 Bay street. He said, oh just a few blocks from here. She said yes. Ok She then got ready for the young mans arrival. She cleaned up a bit. She remained in her same clothes. It was still sexy. Especially to a young man like this. The door bell rang, It was the grocery boy. Chris was an 18 year old black boy from the other side of town. He was about 6-0 and had a thin build and a shaved head. He also had a great smile she said, he was also very dark. He complimented her on her beautiful house. She said oh yeah, my husband works hard for it. He laughed and said yeah, I bet he does. She invited him in. He appeared to be a little sweaty. She asked if he was hot. He said yes. He ran over to the house. She laughed and asked if he wanted to take a swim in the pool. He said, but I do not have swim shorts. She said, that's OK. You can swim naked right? He said sure. They walked out the patio door onto the deck. Chris looked at Marie waiting for her to take her clothes off. She said oh no, I am not gonna swim. I'll just watch you. He then took his shirt off. Then his jeans. Then his boxers. His cock was long she said. He stood there naked. He then jumped into the pool on the shallow end. He said I can't really swim. They both chuckled and she said let's get you out of there. She brought him a towel. She then brought him up to our bedroom. There was a master bath attached. She told him to go shower off for her. He did. When he got out my wife was lying on the bed completely naked except for a silk white robe. He was smiling. He stood there. This young dark black boy barely a man, staring at my 29 year old milky white skinned, blue eyed, blonde hair wife. She smiled and said why don't you drop that towel from around your waist. He did by wiggling his cock. It stiffened up and the towel fell. She asked if he had ever been with a woman like her before. He said no, I have never been with a white woman before. She said well I hope you like it, and she opened her robe exposing her big milky white breasts. She then took her little manicured hands and spread her pink pussy open. He was staring at it. She said come on over here. He did and started to touch her softly. He would gently squeeze her tits and gently rub her pussy. Then she grabbed his cock. She said it felt like one of the longest she had ever felt. It was easily a foot long. She asked him if he had ever titty fucked a woman. He said no. She directed him to mount her and shove that long cock in between her tits and he did and started to move it up and down. She then took the head of his cock and put it in her mouth. She was sucking that cock head good. He was moaning. She said next thing she knew he started to cum all over the place. On her tits and face, in her hair, all over the pillows. He just came all over. When it was over he apologized. He said he had never been with a woman where he could not control himself. She said that's OK. Do you have any where to go?? Chris said no. She said well then let's go shower off and relax for a while. They did that. They were all refreshed. They went down to the living room. There she offered to make him a sandwich. He was all over that. They both ate and started to watch a little TV on the couch. She then started to rub his thigh. He immediately got hard. She took his cock and went down on him. She was stroking and sucking. Stroking and sucking. He then placed his large black hand over the back of her head almost like he was palming a basket ball. He palmed her head and pushed it down onto his cock. He loved my wife's mouth. He said he never had a woman do this to him before. Marie sucked more and stroked harder. Then he came again. This time in her mouth. She said it was by far the biggest and thickest load she had ever swallowed. She said she could feel it slide down her throat and into her belly. She said Chris was not gonna let her head off his massive staff. They then took some more time. It was getting close to 5 pm. That's usually about the time I got home. Marie then said to Chris let's go back to that bedroom. They went upstairs. They were starting to fool around again. I got home around a little after 5 pm. I walked in and looked out the back to see the patio door left ajar and I walked outside to see a t-shirt, boxer shorts and jeans lying on the deck. I thought to myself. WOW, was Marie still with this young grocery boy. I decided to check. I walked back into the house and slowly proceeded upstairs. That's when I heard it, the moans of my wife Maire. Then I heard the young man. He was moaning a bit too. He was saying he loved white pussy. Over and over. I love white pussy, I love white pussy. Then I heard my wife moan and say I love your big long black cock. He was definitely fucking her good now. I could hear the bed slamming against the wall. She started to scream, 'I want you to CUM again'. I thought to myself Again.... Then Marie started to scream, I am gonna cum, Fuck me with that BIG LONG COCK. I knew he must have had a really big one. When she gets really long ones she can not control herself or her mouth. Then the bed began to really slam against the wall. She screamed bloody murder. No not really but I am sure you could here her a block away. She was cumming. When she was done I could here the man say turn over. She said, oh I don't know if I can. He said let's try. He wanted to try anal on my wife with that long cock. I heard her say grab it. It's in the night stand. I knew she meant the K-Y lube. He would have to use a lot to get it in her ass. Her ass is tight. She doesn't even let me in. I heard her moan. He must be trying. She moaned go slow. I had to see this, I had to. I then walked into the room. Marie was on her knees with her ass up. This young black man was behind her. His cock head just into my wife's ass. He still had a lot more left. They both looked at me. I said don't stop now. I took a seat in the corner of the room. I said you guys fucked around all day. Chris you knew she was married. Just give her what she wants. Marie was moaning so deep. He started to move back and forth trying to inch that monster into her ass. Then she let out a scream. He had sunk that cock to the bottom, he hit her so deep. Surrender, she could not take anymore. She then jumped off. She grabbed some baby wipes and cleaned his cock off. She then started to suck it. She told me to watch this. I did closely. The sight of this young dark black man's long cock going into my wife's mouth was hot. She sucked it and stroked it. Then he grabbed her by the back of her head and started to skull fuck her. He was fucking her mouth. Before he came, she told him, I want you to CUM like a big boy all over my tits and face and neck. She said cover me in cum like you did earlier. I thought. Earlier? She was covered in his cum. They had some day. She kept sucking and he grabbed her hair and skull fucked her. He then said he was about to cum. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and jerked it off and pointed it at her tits. The first stream was thick and mostly covered her left breast. She then slide her hand down the long shaft and back up this time pointing it at her face. She opened her mouth as if to give him a target. He shot a massive load. Some entered her mouth and most just covered her chin. Then she slide her hand back down and back up. He shot more cum over her face this time some into her beautiful blonde hair. He then said, fuck and grabbed her hair and beat off in her face. He came more all over her face. She wiped a lot off and some she licked off. The young man went into our bathroom and showered off. He then exited. His cock, not hard, was impressive at least 7 inches. He thanked her and asked if she would be calling him again. She looked at me. I said only if you tell me everything you do. She smiled and said absolutely. Chris said, how about tomorrow? .... facelick

My wife called me up from work one day. She said, Mike are you in a good mood? I said yeah why? I want to ask you, if it would be alright if I went to a party tonight with Steve from work. Now she has told me about Steve before. How he looks at her and how young he is. He is only 19. She said, he invited her to a party tonight and she wanted to know if I would allow her to go. I knew what she wanted. We have a very open relationship. So I decided to let her go. I told her on one condition. You tell me all about it. She was so happy. :} :} She said Oh Yes Definitely. She said the party is at 10 pm. I am gonna come home and shower and change. She said, Steve is picking me up at 8:30. She came home from work about 6 pm and I was waiting for her. I told her I wanted to have my cock sucked before she left. She gave me an amazing blow job. She sucked and stroked me so good. I said, will you be sucking more cock tonight?? She smiled and said maybe. She then jumped into the shower. She got out and took her time getting ready. She put on her make up and then she put on a white corset top that really showed off her great cleavage and her 36 DD's. She then put on a white thong, and garter. She then put on a tight pair of jeans and heals. She then finished with a light blue blazer. She was Smoking Hot. Her tits looked so good. She looked so good. She then took her time on her hair. Her long blonde hair was done up nice. We then sat around and had some wine and waited for young Steve to arrive. The door bell rang at 8 pm. He was early. Marie ran to the door and I could hear Steve say WOW you look great. She then kissed him and invited him in. He was a bit bashful around me. I kinda embarrassed him. I keep asking him what his plans were for the night with my beautiful wife. He would smile and say, the party. I said yeah a party huh... They soon left and I was left to myself. I kept wondering what those two were up to. I waited up till 3 am for Marie. She never called or said what time she was coming home. I passed out on the couch in the den. Then around 4 am I heard a car pull up. The door opened and I could hear Marie laughing. She had obviously been drinking. I then heard her say to Steve, come in the living room. Don't worry my husband don't mind one bit. I was intrigued. I tried to peak out. I could see Marie with Steve and another young man. They walked into the living room. I could see Marie was sandwiched between the two young men. She was just wearing the corset and jeans. She was kissing Steve and reaching behind and grabbing at the other guy. I could now see the other guy unhooking her corset. He got it undone then opened it. She was standing topless. Steve began sucking on her big fun bags. She was reaching behind her and appeared to have taken the other man's cock out and began to stroke it. I was so horny watching this. I took my cock out and began to stroke it. Marie then turned towards the other guy and began kissing him. Steve now began to undress. The other guy was all over Marie's big tits. I could see Steve's cock was out and hard. It had to be pretty long. I then saw Marie help undress the other man. I heard her say, you like this Matt? He said, Hell yeah. But what if your husband comes down. She said, he likes to watch me fuck others. So he would just watch. He said really? Marie said yes really. I wanted to get a closer seat to the action, but I figured I would wait. I then saw Marie begin to stroke Matt's cock. She then took a seat on the couch and summoned both boys over. She had both of their big long cocks in her face. She alternated in sucking them off. Steve then positioned my wife on the couch doggie style. He got behind her and Matt in front. Marie took Matt's cock in her mouth and began to suck him good. Steve pushed in his long hard cock inside her. I could hear her try and moan. She took slow long pumps but Matt's cock was so long it chocked her and kept her a little quiet. Then Steve started to fuck her long and hard. She took the cock out of her mouth and said, YES Steve FUCK ME HARDER. Steve started fucking her harder. She then said, NO, really FUCK ME hard. He then grabbed her hips and began to slam her. She grabbed onto Matt's cock and slapped it up against her face. Then Steve said Oh Oh Oh I am gonna cum. She said well don't you take it out. Cum inside me. Cum in that pussy. You know you want to. He then grunted UGH UGH UGH. He was cumming inside Marie. She turned back and said that's my boy. She then looked at Matt and said, your turn. She then repositioned herself. She sat on the couch and Matt slide between her legs. He lifted her legs up over his shoulders and wrapped her up in a tight package. He then began to fuck her. She moaned a lot. She said OH OH , Steve your cock was BIG but Matt's is fucking long and fucking THICK UGH UGH YEAH. GOD THAT'S a thick piece of meat. Matt was so turned on, he started to fuck my wife hard. Then she was getting close. She said UGH UGH UGH Don't stop.. FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME. He pounded her. She then squealed and her legs quivered. She was cumming. She said UGH I cant stop cumming. Keep fucking me. He made her cum over and over and over. He then said oh yeah I'm gonna. She said Yeah baby boy cum inside that pussy. He said I do want to but I would like to cum on those big tits. She said do what you want. You just gave me the best fuck ever. He then fucked her hard and pulled it out. It was glistening with cum. He then shot a blast. It shot so far it hit her in the face. She had a stream of cum over her face. He then stroked himself and another stream landed on her face and then three more over her big tits. She massaged the cum in over her breasts and licked it off her face. They all then collapsed on the couch. They were all naked. Both boys were on either side of Marie and she was naked, legs spread, and leaning on the boys. I decided it was my time to walk in. I walked in and the boys got nervous. I said relax boys, like Marie said, I don't mind. In fact, I watched the whole thing from the other room. I said, you both fucked my wife good. I looked at Matt and said, you have a gift. You fucked my wife like no one ever has. They were smiling. We then all talked for a bit, relaxed and then I suggested that they give Marie Round Two....

(Another story from friends of the early days of our swinging history. We met Gene and Nancy in the early 80’s. This is their recount of their initial experience of any sort of sex…and a prelude to their future sexual experiences. Names were changed to protect identities.) Her… Our dating began after we inadvertently met at a Friday afternoon wedding. We were in the final months our senior year of high school. This un-shy boy (Gene, who became my husband for now nearly 15 years) appeared out of nowhere insisting on sitting beside me (Nancy). He was a little too forward for my taste and I couldn’t wait to get away from him, but there was no time as the wedding was starting. I was stuck. Our family had just joined that particular church in NW Arkansas and really didn’t know many of congregation members. We were from a neighboring smaller rural town nearly twenty-four miles away but, Mom and Dad wanted to go to the larger “city” church. This boy that sat beside me told me that the bride was one of his former elementary school girl friends and that the groom was a high school pal, his neighbor, and was also his hunting buddy. “I always thought Jennifer would marry early, and it was no secret that she and David were really hot and heavy into each other,” whispered Gene. “Jennifer had a wild childhood. She pretty much relied upon David’s mother to be almost her own mother. Guess, after today, that’s what how it really is,” Gene whispered close into Nancy’s ear. All I could whisper back was, “that’s nice.” The wedding was soon over, and the small reception was being held in the church basement. My folks were dutifully trying to be social and I still had this creep tagging along with me. I really had no place to go or, anyone else to speak with, since we were so new to the church. However, he was the only guy that even bothered to speak with me. Finally, he announced to me that he was going to go help decorate the bridal vehicle, as is the custom, and asked me to wait for him as he would be right back. I watched him bound out the church basement door thinking to myself, Man… he is really forward. My folks came up with my sisters announcing we had to get going home as chores at our small farm needed attending. I was so, so grateful to be able to quickly get away. As we were saying goodbye to the bride and groom, the bride, Jennifer, pulled me aside with a big smile and said, “I see you have captured Gene’s attention. He is a great guy and I think he has fallen for you.” “Really,” I questioned, “how can you tell that?” “I know him very, very well. I have mostly grown up with, and around him, here at church. We were even kid boyfriend/girlfriend as pre-teens. I have never seen him look at a girl like he does you. He has been my best friend and has helped me for years to deal with my alcoholic father and mostly absent mother. Yeah, he really seems like you have him under his spell,” replied Jennifer smiling broadly. “Uh, thanks, and congratulations, Gene tells me that you and David are very special to him. He commented how he just knew you two would be married one day. My family is leaving, guess we will see you at church,” I replied. “Oh yeah, and maybe we can double date sometime in the future,” Jennifer gleefully suggested, “Welcome to our gang and our church.” I escaped with my folks left wondering, “Why does this guy seem to be so pushy to me?” Maybe it was because I had never had a boy be so comfortable in his approach. I later learned that Gene was, and has always been a very confident, decisive fellow that is truly comfortable in any environment. Two days later, it was Sunday and I was not at all looking forward to encountering Gene should he be at church. My older sister (four years my senior) knew of Gene, and his family from inquiring with other friends she knew. My sister had began going to this church a year earlier. It was known that Gene’s family was part of the original church formation and, that Gene was one of the student leaders both at school, as well as at the church. My sister chastised me for being so shy. She reminded me that I was now 18, about to graduate high school and enter college, and was still sitting on the sidelines when it came to dating. True enough, but, our parents made that difficult with strict timing constraints plus, we were very rurally located, and I had not yet learned to drive. Sunday morning came, and we had a cow that had been birthing since early evening on Saturday. We could not make the Sunday morning services. The new calf arrived, and Dad insisted that we attend Sunday night services. I just knew that I would be seeing Gene. Him… So, Jennifer and David were finally getting hitched and I was going to really decorate their car for some great memories. I wanted to ignore the wedding and just be outside decorating, but the pastor squelched that plan. As I walked towards the middle of the church, I looked over and saw the wife of my future. She was nothing I had dreamed of as my dreams were never that perfect. She was instead a powerful magnetic force pulling me to her with a feeling that I had not yet sensed in my puny 18 years of life. I don’t even remember what I said to her. I certainly don’t remember any of the ceremony as all I could do was use my best peripheral vision to watch this precious woman. I barely remembering introducing myself and getting her name. If I made any small talk, I couldn’t recall it. I was falling deeply. Eventually the ceremony was over and I had the duty to go decorate my friends’ car to honor their day. “Hey Nancy, I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere I really want to talk more.” She nodded and smiled, and I ran out back to get with the other guys to do the deed of soaping up the car. When I came back inside, she and her family were gone. I asked around if anyone knew them as they were new to the church. One jokester told me, “Yeah, she goes to Henderson High School. She is the girlfriend of the captain of their football team.” “Too bad for him,” I touted, “he is going to lose a girlfriend. That is my future wife.” Everyone laughed at my pronouncement except Jennifer. Her… My heart sank. There he was waiting at the church doors. He walked up to my parents, shaking my Dad’s hand firmly, then my Mother’s welcoming them to the church and asking if he could sit with me, and the rest of our family. His ploy was charming and disarming, yet it seemed very sincere. After the services, he made the rounds almost like a politician. I couldn’t help myself from watching him and his demeanor was growing on me. Jennifer walked up to me and gave me a hug. “Bet you thought I’d be out on some honeymoon, huh.” “Yeah,” I replied, “isn’t that normal?” “Not for us poor people, we’ll get around to it later. But, hey it looks like you and Gene are getting to know each other,” she grinned. Then Gene walked up and asked me, “Would you like to go get a root beer and I can drive you home?” I thought, Dad won’t allow this. “Well, if Dad says it is okay, sure.” Without hesitation, Gene walker over to my Dad and asked if could take me home. Dad asked Gene if he knew the way for which Gene countered that surely Nancy knows the way. I was doomed. My older sister saw what was happening and whispered in my ear, “He seems like a nice guy, just don’t be timid. Show him you have some strength.” I didn’t know what to do. Here this guy I met just two days ago was taking me home. I had never had that experience. I had never been on a date of any sorts. He walked me to the passenger side of his car. It was a newer model that had bucket seats but no center console. He opened the door and waited until I was in to close it. I don’t know where it came from, but as soon as he got in the door and seated, I moved to straddle both seats sitting as close to him as possible. I think I scared him a little….and feeling him against me felt tingly good. I felt a twinge in my groin that I had never felt before and had no explanation. He was a careful driver, courteous date and never tried to kiss me, or touch me, other than we were sitting so close. He actually kept both hands on the wheel. Him… I really knew that she was special and that her family was also special. I asked permission to drive her home fully expecting to be turned down. I later learned that the big sister had provided some background that she had learned about me and that I was to be considered one of the “good guys” by all accounts. After I let her in the car, she quickly moved to sit against me even straddling bucket seats. Omigosh, I have got a wild woman here. I have to be careful, were my thoughts. I will be the gentleman and not make any advances. I cannot lose her to being stupid, but when she put her hand on my right leg I could help but start getting the teenage hard-on. I safely drove to the local drive-in stand and ordered root beer floats. I kept an eye on the time as I really didn’t know how long it would take to get her and I was not going to lose her to a timing issue. Her… This had been fun. I even touched, actually left, my hand on his leg above his knee. I had never touched a boy like that. He didn’t try to grope me or, even kiss me. He was a perfect gentleman. I was enthralled. He got me home ahead of schedule and walked me up to the door. As we wound our way up the path, he asked if I would like to go on our first date the following Saturday evening. We both agreed to the date and then he asked my Dad if that would be acceptable. Dad, I’m glad this time as well, agreed. We saw each other for services on Wednesday evening and I looked forward to the Saturday date. Jennifer learned of our date and said to both of us, “I hope you two start going “steady” so we can double date. You two look so cute together.” I think both of us turned red and just smiled. Saturday was great. We went to play mini-golf and cheeseburgers. The evening was going quick as I had a very strict curfew. When he took me to the door, the porch light wasn’t on. He stood one step below me which brought our faces to the same height. He said, “This was wonderful, do you think we could go for a picnic tomorrow afternoon right after church? I was thinking we could go down to the springs at the church camp. I have a key as I help mow the facility. Ask your Dad, I’ll understand if he says no.” “Sounds very nice, I’ll ask. I’m sure he will be okay with it. Maybe he will let me enjoy the afternoon, and you can bring me back for evening services, then home?” He leaned forward as we both still were holding hands. I felt my hands sweating and that sensation in my groin twitching again. We got very close face to face and he asked softly, “may I kiss you?” I just leaned forward and pressed my mouth against his feeling our first kiss. Now, my groin was truly contracting, and I felt my nipples become hard against my very padded bra. This was a new feeling. He let go of my hands and lightly grasped my waist as he kissed me once more. I found that my hands had been on top of his shoulders, but I cannot recall ever reaching out. He stepped back down and said, “I hope your Dad allow us go on the picnic. Him… I didn’t want to push her away and I attempted to be very gentle. She agreed to ask her Dad for permission to go on a picnic the next day. I’m not certain where my request to kiss came from, but I softly asked her and we had our first tender physical exchange of an awkward kiss. It was delightful and heavenly. My heart was racing and my cock was awakening. I had to get away before I overstepped the pacing. Her and Him… We did go on the picnic and he proposed to “go steady” which I accepted. His high school senior ring would not begin to fit my tiny hands, so I wore it proudly to church that evening as a necklace. We didn’t even know each other two weeks and were already at that stage. Forty-five days later he proposed, and we agreed to be married. A little over forty-five days from that we were married. We shocked our families with our speed. The timing of our love starts at the end of the sixties. There was a lot of fear among folks about the Viet Nam war and the draft. Gene had decided to volunteer in the Navy, so he could get the type of duty and job that helped him beat the odds of being on the ground in Viet Nam. He accomplished that goal, just like he does almost anything he really tries. His assignment was about a year away after we wedded, and we were left with whatever small jobs he could get as no one would hire a person that was due any day to ship out. Jennifer was beside herself just exploding with enthusiastic glee at the outcome of our relationship insisting that four of us should double date even before we were married. She, to this day still claims if it weren’t for her and David, we would have never met. She likes to brag a lot. So as an engaged couple, we relented and agreed to a double date with the old married couple. Here were four 18-year olds living on very little except love and hormones. Our double date conversation got a little bit more racy than the two of us anticipated which, was totally driven by Jennifer. We were seated in one of the back-alcove booths of the low lighted restaurant. “So, how heavy is the petting now that you two are engaged?” Jennifer asked in a hushed voice coming through a devilish smile. “Geez, Jennifer, give ‘em a break,” said David. “Why, they’re engaged,” she retorted, “they get to at least heavy pet…I mean you guys have at least done that right?” she challenged looking at Nancy then Gene. Gene, ever the gentleman, said, “Uh no, we have kissed and hugged….” “That’s it?” exclaimed Jennifer looking now directly at Nancy. “David and I had each other mostly naked by this time and certainly had been jacking each other off…I can’t believe you two, right David?” David just shrugged his shoulders upward and grinned, then offered, “You know Gene, Jennifer has sat on both our laps on several backseat trips to young people church meetings. I don’t know about you, but I know she sat more than once on my hard-on.” “Oh, I’ve sat on Gene’s hard-on,” said Jennifer. "Frankly, all the boys seem to enjoy when we girls sat on their laps. I’m just so glad it was you mother driving us David. She really understands." “Gene, you got a hard-on with Jennifer?” Nancy asked turning towards Gene. “Don’t be mad at him,” said David, “Jennifer has always been a pistol and we guys can’t help getting a little fired up when something like this rubs her pussy all over our laps,” as he shoulder-shoved Jennifer into the booth wall playfully. Now Gene was stressing out. They had arrived earlier than Jennifer and David to the restaurant. Gene, ever the gentleman, had taken the inside seat so Nancy wouldn’t have to slide all the way over to the wall. When Jennifer and David arrived, David told Jennifer to “scoot over, my back is killing me.” He had been hauling hay for the last two days and was feeling the effect of hundreds of bales tossed and stacked during that effort. Jennifer was taking advantage of the seating arrangement and had slipped out of her summer sandals. All four were wearing shorts. The girls were wearing sleeveless button up shirts and the guys had on colored t-shirts. Jennifer had lifted her left leg to rub up against Gene’s left leg raising it along his shin up to his knee. “Nancy, when a guy starts sensing you feel him, whether it is your hand, your mouth, or even my butt, he can’t help but get horny.” Jennifer made a show of pulling her right arm off the table and made a bee line to David’s leg. “See, the closer I get to his crotch, the more reaction I’ll get from him no matter how much he tries not to react. Oh honey, is that for me?” she asked as she seemed to be now rubbing David’s crotch beneath the table. “Try it, I’m betting if you cop a feel that Gene is already up and ready, huh Gene?” she grinned mischievously as she kneaded her toes into his leg. “Sorry, Nancy,” said David, “but Jennifer is one horny hot lady and she is probably right.” Nancy looked at Gene who was already full blown hard under his shorts and worried that his boxers would hold back much from the outline. Jennifer had already stirred him up and he wondered to himself, wonder just how far those two would go if…. “Honey, is that true,” she asked, “are, are you wanting me to touch you?” The combined guffaw from across the table from both David and Jennifer was instantaneous. “Oh sweetie, give him a break and put your hand in his lap, now. No one can see, and we don’t care, go ahead” chided Jennifer. “See if you have an effect on poor or Gene,” she laughed. “I’m betting he is already sprouting,” laughed David as he drank his coke through a straw then wiggled his eyebrows up and down smiling. Her…. It was almost a command from Jennifer. I just abruptly put my left hand onto his right leg and pulled up towards his crotch. He was hard, very hard. I couldn’t keep from feeling it from its base to its tip. Him… It was like a drill sergeant had told Nancy to march. She suddenly had her hand tracing the form of my hard cock petting it and squeezing it. I moved to give my fiancée a little more room for her hand to engage my cock then covered my lap with a table napkin. Jennifer thankfully removed her bare foot from my leg as Nancy was starting to take a look at my lap. Both… We left that dinner, after David and Gene could think about something else to get their hard-on’s down. It had been exhilarating to listen to Jennifer and David relate stories of their sex life from its beginning to now. Like a lot of kids from that era, we had no other teachers than fellow kids who had pioneered through this phase of learning about sex from each other. That evening, we parked on one of the rural roads near her parent’s house. It was warm, very warm and we had no air conditioning in those days. We began kissing and then fondling each other through our clothing. We had slid the bucket seats back as far as they would track and had leaned the seat backs somewhat which created space between the steering wheel and Nancy’s back as she embraced into Gene’s arms. Him… Since the conversation of the evening and with Nancy’s feeling him, I did not try to force back a hard-on as we parked, instead allowing it to fully pulse with every kiss from Nancy. I nuzzled her neck as she held onto me and then slipped my right hand up under the back of her shirt. I felt no resistance to my advances. I was able to find her bra clasp and undo it to release her small breasts from the band. Nancy leaned back towards the steering wheel giving me access to move my hand from her back around to move up under her loosened bra. I felt her bare breast and nipple for the first time. She seemed to be breathing much heavier and was making other physical moves to give me more access. Her… As I lay across his lap, I could feel his hard-on pressing hard against my lower right side. I really wanted to touch it again but I wanted him to kiss my nipples like Jennifer said David does to her. I was now being taken over by a pure sex drive for this man. He managed to get my bra loose and I felt his tender touch on of my breast. He twirled my nipple sending shock waves into my groin. I could feel myself getting wet and the sweat we were developing in this summer heat just added to it. Both… Somehow we became acrobats as we look back on this. He had been able to unbutton her blouse and pull her bra above her nipples launching into sucking and kissing her neck and breasts. She had wiggled out of one leg of her shorts and panties and at the same time had unzipped his trousers finally finding his bare, hard cock through the slit in his Navy boxers. Nancy was stroking his cock and rubbing her thumb just like Jennifer said she did to David. Jennifer had even demonstrated on the glass bottle of ketchup at the dinner table earlier that evening. Gene was leaking all sorts of fluid. She felt his hand go down to her crotch and she pulled her left leg up and swung her knee back towards the dash as she tip-toed her left foot on the seat cushion to give him full exposure to her pussy. She was rewarded with this position by feeling his fingers massage the outer rims of her pussy. She involuntarily begin to undulate her pussy pushing up against his fingers groaning her kisses until she laid back against the steering wheel as she continued stroking his cock which was now very wet. She leaned back onto the wheel and opened her leg more to give him more access, as he penetrated her with his middle finger. Her…. I was not even aware that I was stroking his cock. It just seemed to be a natural thing to do almost like breathing. His right hand had been massaging my mound with the heal of his hand pressing hard as I rose up to meet it while his fingers that were rubbing my pussy’s lips which were becoming very wet. I was groaning and starting to sense a feeling that I had never had, when I felt him softly and carefully insert his middle finger into me. He leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I heard myself saying, “oh yes, oh yes, oh yes”, each time that he stroked his finger in me. I suppose for the first time, it was meant to not take very long as I began to pant and cry out using only the words I knew, “Yes, yes, yes, yes…ohhhh, yes" and then from deep inside me a sensation I didn’t know existed pronounced itself with my legs swinging wildly and my hips rising up to his hand, as I cried out finally, with a scream of joy saying words I didn’t know I could of, ”oh shit, oh shit, yes, yes, oh fuck.” Gene continued to stoke his finger slowly in and out never pushing too far inside. He would slide it down from the top of my mound and cup his finger into me. His pace was gentle, and it continued to excite me. Gene leaned into me with a delicious kiss, as he began kissing my neck never letting up on the slow, smooth actions he was taking with finger fucking my pussy. I leaned into him still tugging on his cock feeling more fluid in my hands of what I now know to be pre-cum. Gene was breathing deeper and I found myself becoming more and more sensitive to his touch. Gene was now barely penetrating me with his finger but was consistently stroking across my clitoris. I didn’t know what a clitoris was, but he listened carefully to Jennifer tell us that we girls have our own dickhead. It is just barely above our love tunnel and stroking it really gets girls off. Gene was a good listener as he seemed to be concentrating on my “dickhead.” I was already so wet and now was getting wetter. I felt my “dickhead” get larger and his touch was electrifying. I began to moan again and start pushing my pussy up to his finger trying to get a deeper penetration. My heart was pounding, and I was sweating profusely as I pushed my feet into the seat pushing my pelvis in tune with his stroking. I was lifting off the seat yelling at him, “yes, yes, yes, fuck yes, oh, oh, oh, oh, harder, harder, oh shit!” I let out a guttural scream that started out as low pitch diaphragm groan then went up to a very high squeal as my pussy contracted hard. I grabbed his hand holding his finger inside me. “Gotta stop, getting dizzy, give me a second,” I panted. He left his finger in me and just clamped my mound in this grasp saying, “I hope you enjoyed this.” “Oh yes, oh yes. Jennifer was right, this heavy petting is wonderful.” Remembering Jennifer’s comments, I told him to lean back and pulled his t-shirt off. I went straight to his nipples and began sucking on them as he had done to me while still pulling on his hard cock. The position I was in was not helpful for me to be able to handle him. The steering wheel was hurting my back and, I wanted better access. I rose up from lying across his lap and pulled my shirt and bra off. I had him raise his hips and I tugged his shorts down to his ankles. We were both fully naked and I had abandoned any concern for our exposure on this country lane. I put my left arm around his neck and using my knees in the seat I pulled myself up to offer my nipples to his mouth which he immediately began suckling. As the same time with my right hand, I reached down and cupped his ball sack which was a tight ball of manliness. I traced his hard cock with my grasp and twisted my palm across the tip of his penis smearing the copious amount of fluid escaping just like Jennifer had demonstrated on the ketchup bottle. Gene was groaning into my titties and sucking my nipples so hard that I thought they would come off. I pulled my nipples away from him and lowered myself to suck his nipples as Jennifer had suggested. His cock twitched in my hand and if felt as if it was growing in thickness. Each time that I moved from one nipple to the other the thickness seemed to grow. Gene was now reaching out and rubbing my breasts with his right hand and his left hand was pressed hard up against the top of the door frame. He was groaning more and his pelvis was reaching up to thrust my grip each time I stroked downward. I pulled back more so I could get a better grip and began stroking him with my up raised thumb grip. I would stroke him all the way down until my little finger would bottom out on the base of his cock protruding out from his pelvis, then slide my hand up to the slippery top of his cock. He grunted, “Squeeze it hard, squeeze it.” I recalled David telling us at dinner, “Jennifer really knows how to jack me off. When I get close she squeezes it really tight, Jennifer will twist her hand at the top which really sends me over the edge.” Jennifer added, “Don’t know why people complain about a dickhead. It is really sensitive to the touch whether it is they guy’s or the gal’s . He won’t last long once you start doing this,” she demonstrated twisting her grip on the ketchup bottle. I remembered the demonstration and I wanted this lovely man of my life to enjoy what he had just done for me as I begin to alternate stoking, twisting, and squeezing. Him… Of course, Jennifer had sat on my lap and of course, she really knew how to get all of the guys hard. But I had never touched her pussy and she had only once in a so-called effort to smooth out her skirt had reached between us with her hand pressing against my hard-on. It was more of we being just buddies and we growing up. But at supper, she was really taking advantage of me by running her foot up and down my leg under the table. The gleam in her eye was annoying as I knew she was having fun at my expense. Worse, my cock was simply reacting to her words as I thought of how much I wanted to enjoy my bride to be. When Nancy took direction from Jennifer and placed her hand on my hard-on, I thought I might come right then. When Nancy held her hand in that position for several minutes, I knew she and I were going to end our virgin existence to heavy petting that night. There was no overt decision. We just found ourselves falling deeper into a sexual grasp as we began to explore each other as we parked. Nancy’s willingness to allow me to move towards feeling her naked breasts and lowering her shorts and underwear was exciting. She had unzipped my shorts and was rubbing my cock as best as she could in our acrobatic position when I had tenderly penetrated her very wet pussy with my finger. Her response was surprising especially when she was able to reach a climax twice. Now she and I were essentially naked as she was stroking me into my own orgasm. Her sucking of my nipples had an amazing affect and her twisting her palm and fingers on my dick head were pushing me over the top. I was very close to coming and could not help my breathing or my groans. I felt the sensation building and I knew I was close. I grunted out, “I going to shoot, oh shit here it comes,” and I started bucking up to her strokes. Nancy then started using both hands, squeezing me hard and stroking me like I was a butter churn handle. My balls tightened, and my cock became very hard. The spunk was rising up and began to erupt from my cock. The trajectory was nearly straight up, and the pressure was so intense that it hit Nancy squarely on her titties and face. She abruptly stopped stroking and I found myself grunting, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, finish me, finish me.” Nancy had wiped her face with her left hand, which acted as a lubricant, and she grabbed hold of my twitching cock and started stroking even faster and harder. With her other hand she wiped her titties and then reached down squeezing and massaging my balls using my cum as lubricant. She pointed my cock towards me and continued to pump me and, intermittently twisting my dickhead driving streams of cum onto my chest. I finally had to reach down and stop her twisting asking her to just stroke it until my cock would soften. Her and Him… We were a sweaty and sex smelling mess. We kissed deeply and then realized we were getting close to curfew. Fortunately, we had a one-gallon cooler of ice water in the trunk. The glove box was full of paper napkins that we used to help remove Gene’s semen from our bodies. While we had not planned to be nearly naked, it was good that our clothes did not have the semen and my wetness on them. We giggled as we help each other get cleaned up and wiggled back into our clothes. We were no longer “heavy petting virgins.” “Do we dare tell Jennifer and David?” asked Nancy. “Oh, I don’t think we need to brag. Maybe we just let her think we are still virgins. It will drive her nuts,” laughed Gene. “I enjoyed this, but I would still like to not do the actual act until we are married,” Gene grinned. “Agreed, but I’m up for this anytime we can, just don’t shoot that thing in my face again unless we are in a pool,” laughed Nancy. We went home no longer that level of virgins and of course, we lost our full virginity on our wedding night. But, then there are the next levels of virginity to lose after the wedding night…. Listening to Jennifer and David made our transition from zero petting to heavy petting seem natural... but getting our swinger cherry popped took quite a bit longer to achieve. Indeed, there are the next levels of virginity to lose after the wedding night... More to follow of these two and their pathway of swinging enjoyment.

This is an actual story having happened in one of the club rooms in the Bronx. I was eighteen and like all kids my age horny as hell. I belonged to a club consisting of about thirty boys and their assorted girlfriends. Usually a party was held on a Saturday night each month celebrating birthdays, new girlfriends or whatever. This evening the party was to celebrate me being accepted to a photography school at Santa Barbara. I had been interested in photography for several years and specialized in portraits. Jack was the one to think of making the party for me and got together with the rest of the club members and my girlfriend. The clubroom was decorated and the usual beer keg was brought in. Food was plentiful and the couches lining the perimeter of the room were cleaned up. Jack and Helen wanted everything to go off without any problems. At the last planning meeting before Saturday night Jack said that he would take pictures. At 8:30 the members and dates drifted in and the jukebox was on. The crowd danced to the music of Benny Goodman and Tito Puente and held each other close while listening to Frank Sinatra and others. Dancing close, swaying to the sounds and words often made the girls wet while they felt the hardness of the guys against their legs. Several hours later most of the beer and food consumed the guests left and, Helen, Jack, his date Sandy and I were left. Since this was to be my last weekend at home for a while I wanted one more dance with Helen. It was while we were dancing to Autumn Leaves that my cock really got hard and I felt Helen’s hand unzip my fly, reach in and start to massage my rigid cock. Helen and I had up to this point only engaged in nude petting, oral sex and mutual masturbation. Jack and Sandy standing nearby nodded to each other and silently got undressed. Jack moved behind Helen and unzipped her dress. Stepping out of it, he gently helped her out of her pants and by this time her pussy was glistening. By this time my erection was visibly straining my pants leg. Sandy taking her eyes away from Helen whispered to me 'Let me help you' loosening my belt buckle she knelt down and removed my pants and as my cock sprang to 'attention' she opened her mouth and started to suck me. Helen, watching Sandy suck me as she spread her legs and inserted her finger in her wet pussy and slowly began to masturbate herself. Jack by this time had inflated two of the air mattresses that were used for camping and clutching our erect cocks the girls led us to the bed. Lying down we immediately became a confusion of legs and arms competing for each other’s clits and cocks. I got to Sandy first and with my ass in the air proceeded to nibble at her protruding clit while Helen wrapped her lips around Jack’s cock and reached under my ass to stroke mine. Unfortunately all the beer that Jack had drunk began to take its toll and within a short time he was thrusting his cock faster and faster into Helen’s mouth. Feeling his balls tighten, she knew that the end was near and his cock begin the shudder of impending orgasm. He removed her mouth from him and smiled as he shot his load over her tits saying he had more and wanted her pussy to get the remainder. Helen said she was still a virgin and wanted me to be the one who broke her cherry. Withdrawing my cock from her mouth Sandy told Jack and me to lie on our backs. She then approached Helen and whispered that if she could suck her clit saying wetter is better, when her cherry is broken. Jack and I watched in awe as both girls eagerly sucked each other’s clits. Sandy was the first one to cum followed by Helen. By this time ample amounts of pussy juice was flowing from Helen. Separating, Sandy said that Helen was ready to 'become a woman'. Suggesting that Helen sit astride me, Sandy said she could control the movement of my cock and the instant of her 'christening' Both she and Sandy then mounted Jack and myself and Helen, placing my trembling cock under her pussy, rose up on her knees and holding Sandy’s hand slowly inched herself down to the base of my pulsating cock. Sitting quietly on my cock she suddenly leaned over and grabbing my hands began to fuck me faster and faster until crying out and shaking with each thrust she finally came. Not being able to hold back any more and with her hands pressing down on me she smiled as I shot my load and we both laughed as the cum oozed down my cock Later lying there, Helen confessed that she was happy that our first time was with each other. Getting up I took Jack’s camera and setting it up posed Helen still glowing from her orgasm and took a wonderful portrait of her which we both have to this day hanging in our living room. Although the four of us have gotten together over the years we have never duplicated the passion and love felt for each other in a clubroom a long time ago. Occasionally guests remark about the picture and want to know how I got Helen to smile and in unison say we don’t remember.