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The year was 1995, we were both 36 years old, married 16 years, two children, and though happily married we were caught up in the everyday stresses of life. I had just started a new business and my wife had decided to go back to college and finish her degree. I traveled quite often through the week, Jill attended classes full time while the children were in school and did a great job of being wife and mom. We always enjoyed our weekends together and would communicate openly on what was going on in our lives. One Sunday when we stopped in the grocery store after church, I noticed that the grocery boy could not take his eyes off of Jill, he would always be near us while we went up and down the isles. He bagged our groceries at the check out line and carried them to our car, the lust for my wife was written all over his face. I can’t say that I blamed the young man; Jill is 5’1 102 34 23 33 black hair dark eyes and looked closer to 25 than 36 years old at the time. Later that afternoon I jokingly remarked to Jill that it was evident that the grocery boy had the hots for her. She laughed and said that he had been hitting on her all summer. She went onto explain that he was a sophomore in college {19 at the time} and was working during the summer at the store. She said he would always make small talk about college, ask her how she was doing in college and always complimented her on how great she looked for having two children. Jill went onto to explain that he was getting braver and braver each week, to the point where he was telling her what a great ass she had. I could relate to that, Jill looks dynamite in her cut off jeans on a hot summer day! I asked her if she was interested and she politely answered no, but stated that she was flattered that a young man his age found her attractive. I didn’t know why at the time, but I was extremely turned on by the thought of my beautiful wife seducing the grocery boy. As the weeks came and went during the summer I would continue to joke with Jill about how she and the young man were getting along and if he was still hitting on her at the store. She would fill me in on the details of his advances and how she would flirt with him. She had started wearing more provocative clothes to the store, at my urging, giving him a little peek every now and then and making some sexy comments to him on occasion. One week during the summer, while I was not traveling {I office out of our home}, I noticed that the grocery boy would ride his bike by our house in the evening quite frequently. Jill would step out in the front yard in her bikini and he would often stop and chat. Thinking back to my college and High School days I knew what the little shit was doing. He was in heat for my wife, trying to get his courage up to go for the score. After talking about this most of the summer I encouraged Jill to go for it. Her interests and excitement had definitely grown by this time and I was fine with it. She had told him that I was going to be out of town the following week and he asked if he could come over after the children were asleep and maybe they could watch a movie. Jill told him he could not come over while the children were there but if he would give her a couple days notice she would have them spend the night with their grandmother. Well there was no way I was going to miss this so I re-arranged my schedule where I would be home. Well the big night finally came. We had placed a tape recorder on the lower shelf of the end table near the sofa {we had agreed earlier that there was to be no sex in our bedroom}. I was upstairs in my office. He knocked on the door. Jill answered the door in her favorite cut-off jeans with her beautiful ass cheeks nicely exposed and a white see through tube top with no bra. I didn’t get to see the look on his face but Jill later told me she thought he was going to cum on the spot. He nervously came in and seated himself on the sofa while Jill fixed him a glass of tea. Jill started the conversation asking him how experienced he was. He said that he had very little experience with his girlfriend of year and a half. He said he was a virgin other than a few blow jobs. Jill seized the moment and started to unzip his bulging pants. She pulled his cock out and was quite surprised to find it average length but very thick. She immediately went down on him licking his thick shaft, and gently sucking on his balls all the time asking him if this is how his girlfriend did it? He could only moan and stutter that she was never that good! She continued to engulf his swollen cock, deep-throating him then aggressively licking and sucking her way down his cock, gently taking his balls into her mouth one at time and sucking them as he moaned and groaned loudly. It was only a matter of minutes before he was pushing her head away for fear of cumming. Jill got off her knees, excused herself and walked through the house, past the staircase where I was standing and into the bathroom. When she returned she was naked and had a tube of K-Y Jelly. I thought to my self, this young man is about to get the blow job of his life. I have to admit Jill never looked more beautiful to me as she scampered back to the living room with a wink as she passed. She removed his shoes and slid his jeans and boxers off his body. She then filled her hand with k-y jelly and started to massage his balls as she once again swallowed his cock, she was sucking the grocery boy for all she was worth as I listened from around the corner. His moans grew louder and louder as I could hear her slurping on her new found boy toy’s cock. As I peaked around the corner I could see her tight little ass spread wide and juices starting to flow down her thighs. His head laid back on the sofa, his eyes closed, his hands gripping her long black hair as she devoured her young studs throbbing cock. Her right hand wildly jacking his cock, her mouth and tongue servicing his swollen purple head and her left hand full of his large dangling scrotum. I saw his legs tense and him try to push her away but she only became more aggressive with him, she was now moaning loudly herself, panting and talking to him, asking if it was good and if his girl friend ever did it like this. He could not speak as he began to blow his load. Jill made one last downward thrust as she deep throated his pulsating cock taking all the cum he could deliver and not missing a stroke. He could only shake and moan as she milked him dry! Again Jill excused herself to the bathroom where she washed her hands and freshened up. I followed her to the bathroom and asked her if she was going to screw him and she just smiled and said it had been a long time since she had gotten a virgin cock. That would have been mine in high school. We had dated since 9th grade and neither of us had ever had another partner but that was all about to change and I couldn’t wait. We had a condom ready but said what the hell, let the guy go bareback on his first experience. Jill walked seductively back to the living room, her nipples still erect, her tanned little ass swaying side to side. She straddled him and pulled his T-shirt up over his head. She then rubbed her gorgeous tits all over his smooth chest as he grabbed her and started kissing her wildly. Jill loves to kiss passionately and would later tell me that he needed allot of work in that department. Jill slowly began to grind her hot little cunt on his now semi-hard cock. The more she would grind the harder he got. She placed her breast in his mouth and instructed him on how to lick and suck her swollen nipples. She then reached back and grabbed his cock and slowly slid it her throbbing wet pussy. Little by little she slid it in, rocking back and forth and side to side in circular motions. Suddenly Jill slid him side ways flopping him on his back and began to ride her boy toy for all she was worth. She was fucking him like she was riding a stallion, her ass moving up and down 90 mph then she would scream and tell him to fuck her good. Jill is never lost for words in the heat of the moment. She would ask him if she was as good as he had dreamed in his fantasies and the poor boy couldn’t even get out a word. She continued to work his cock in and out of her wet cunt. He started to push her backwards and beg her to stop. All he could mutter was 'I don’t want to cum yet, I don’t want to cum!' Jill politely stopped and rolled off onto the floor, she spread her legs wide, exposing her beautiful shaved pussy for him to see as she began to rub her swollen clit feverishly. It was evident that he had never seen a lady masturbate before. Jill was moaning and screaming as her legs tensed, the veins started to pop in her neck and I knew what was next. An earth shattering orgasm was about to explode right before the young mans eyes! She motioned for him to join her on the floor. Jill pulled her knees to her chest and invited her little virgin grocery boy to enter her. He fell to his knees, slowly inched up between her legs, Jill grabbed his thick cock and placed it at the entrance to her now drenched pussy, with one thrust he began to fuck her like she was a dog in heat. Little did he know that this is Jill’s favorite position. She threw her legs up over her head and begged him to fuck her good. He was gladly obliging as she barked out orders to him. 'Faster', 'harder', 'yes deeper baby', 'fuck me you little stud' she screamed! He was pounding my wife for all he was worth, little did he know, I had a full view only a few feet behind him. I could hear him begin to moan as my beautiful wife continued to talk dirty to her new found toy, 'Come on baby fill me up, shoot that big load deep in me I want to feel you explode inside my hot cunt, fuck me' she screamed loudly as he deposited his load deep in her aching pussy. He collapsed on top of her, muttering 'holy shit...........I cant believe this , holy shit'. He rolled over out of breath and I slowly eased back up the steps to allow him time to get dressed and out the door. What a night but the fun part was the following Sunday when Jill and I stopped by the grocery store to pick up a few things, lol. That will be the beginning of the next story as this lasted for a few more months NiceCpl Texas

"Hey honey could you help me a minute," Jane cried out to her husband. "Coming honey, what’s up?" Bill said. "I seemed to have missed a few spots," said Jane. As Bill entered the john, he saw her sitting on the tub rail holding a razor in her hand. Bill couldn’t help but admire his wife’s gorgeous shaved pussy. "I always have trouble shaving my beaver before going out to the club,” cried Jane. "Club Rules - all pussies to be shaved as smooth as a ‘baby ass’ for everyone to admire!" Bill laughed, as he took the razor and with a few quick strokes finished shaving Jane’s luscious pussy to perfection. "There you go, honey. The smoothest pussy at the ball!" He then reached down and gave Jane’s gaping luscious pink cunnee a little pat. "Thanks honey. I wish club rules made it easier on us girls,"Jane said. " I hate shaving my pussy, but you know what, I’m sure glad all the other girls shave too. Nothing like ogling a nice young twat all ‘spic and span’ and just waiting for a little attention. I can’t wait to get to the club tonight, I’m so fucking horny!!!!" as Jane ran her finger up and down the crack of her pulsing pussy, pausing briefly to insert her middle finger into her moist and now very aroused clit. “Owww! I can’t stop thinking of all that gorgeous pussy, just for the taking!" Jane hissed. "Now honey, be careful, you don’t want to cum now and spoil tonight’s action" Bill said. "Ah please Bill, just one little orgasm before we get there, Pleaseeeeeee!" Jane begged. "No way!" Bill said, "now be a tough little honey and I’ll make it up to you later! I promise!" Jane replied disappointedly, "Ok dear, I guess you’re the boss". "What time is it, Bill?" Jane asked, "I just remembered the cleaning lady said she couldn’t make it on time today and she was sending a replacement a bit later than usual." Bill replied, "It’s six o’clock and I want to be at the Club by 7 sharp. Is it a good time to have the place cleaned at this hour? "Just before we’re supposed to go out?" With that, the doorbell rang and Bill reluctantly answered the door. The cleaning lady turned out to be a young little 19 year old vixen that looked like she just got off the farm. Bill couldn’t help but notice that under her cleaning uniform, he could easily tell she had a body to die for! And so young looking! And, what tits! She had to have 36 D’s and her pencil erasure nipples were straining so hard against her tight fitting uniform. Jane finally spoke up, "Bill, will you stop gawking and invite the young lady in." "Oh, sorry. Step right in" Bill said. With that, Becky somewhat embarrassedly slid past Bill and into the apartment. "Sorry I’m a bit late, but I had trouble finding the right apartment" Becky said. "That’s OK, no problem. We are just on our way out. When you finish cleaning, just lock the door behind you." Jane replied. With that, Jane and Bill left for the club. "What a cutie!" remarked Bill. "Nice," agreed Jane as they drove down the street. Becky started her cleaning. After a while, Becky thought maybe I’d just look around and see what kind of interesting stuff she could find around here. This place is pretty clean anyway, as she started going through some drawers in the bedroom. It didn’t take her long to find some pretty interesting stuff! She spied a latex type dildo, about 10 inches long with a switch on it. She threw the switch and it scared the wits out of her! I’ve never seen one of these before! Some of the girls at school would brag about having one, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen one up close. And so big and real looking! How could it fit? I wonder what it feels like inside?? Becky was getting wetter by the second and gave the monster a little taste. Oh! I think I know where this thing has been before as she gave it another little lick. She lied down on the bed and began rubbing the huge dildo against her piping hot crotch and soon started twisting it back and forth and into the depths of her sopping wet young pussy. Becky then threw the switch and the giant dildo sprang to life and began sending vibrations of pleasure throughout her body! The dildo was so loud she didn’t hear the door as Jane and Bill returned to the apartment. They soon found Becky on the bed in the throws of passion, eyes closed squirming back and forth on the rigid pole. Bill’s prick immediately became rock hard and Jane had to hold onto Bill, as she felt weak-kneed looking at such an incredible horny sight. Soon, Becky saw them and screamed "Oh! I’m so sorry! I have never done this kind of thing before", as she threw the slimy sex toy onto the floor and crossed her legs together and trying to hide her lovely pussy. She was just so embarrassed and horrified at being caught! "Bill, will you leave us alone please" Jane said. "Can’t you see you’re embarrassing her!" With that, Bill left the room with a knowing grin and closed the door behind him. "Now Becky, I know you are sorry for going through my things, but don’t be sorry for pleasuring yourself. It’s only natural" Jane said. “Did it feel good inside you? Did you like how the vibrator causes the most craziest sensations??” "Oh yes!" cried Becky, almost embarrassed to tears. "I’ve never felt this good between my legs before." Jane asked "Do you have many boy friends, Becky?" "No, I like boys, but I really enjoy girls more,” Becky replied. “I really like to suck and nibble a girl’s tits and I especially like to lap a girl’s pussy and asshole. But boys, I stay away from them because I’m afraid of getting in trouble, if you know what I mean." “Do you mean to say you’re a virgin, Becky?" Jane asked. She answered sadly, "Yes." Janed continued, "You never had a boy play with your cunny before?" "Never!" said Becky, as Jane sat down next to her on the bed and began lightly running her fingers up and down her inner thighs. "I hate the way boys are only interested in one thing." Jane replied, "Yes, I know what you mean" as she continued to stroke Becky’s inner thighs, getting closer and closer to touching her steamy young cunt. Jane kept up her soothing words as she began to lightly touch Becky’s aroused and engorged waiting pussy! She soon had a finger inside her and then two fingers as she slowly pushed them deeper and deeper. Becky began undulating her hips and squeezing together her pussy lips as she got closer and closer to final relief. Jane then expertly removed her fingers and slowly began kissing the insides of Becky’s lily-white thighs, as she ran her tongue closer and closer to Becky’s waiting gash. "Ohhhhhhh! That feels so nice!!!!" cried Becky as Jane’s expert tongue found its mark and began sucking her clit in and out of her mouth. Becky soon had to let go and experienced the most amazing orgasm she had ever had as her hips involuntarily kept thrashing up and down over and over again! “Now, wasn’t that nice my dear child?” Jane asked. "Now stay here” Jane said as she got up to leave the room and closed and locked the door behind her. "Bill your not going to believe this, but that little snooping slut is a real virgin!” Jane said. "No way!" replied Bill. "I’m sure of it!"cried Jane. "Do you know what this means?" "If we can get her to the club tonight, we will become famous! The members haven’t defiled a real virgin in a blue moon! Everyone will be so excited to get his or her hands on such a delectable little tasty virgin!" "Oh, yessssss!” cried Bill as he stroked his stiff prick back and forth. Jane immediately dropped to her knees and grabbed his prick in her mouth and began sucking and stroking it. "Not all the way Bill! Sorrrryyyyy, but you have to save it, too, for tonight when you shoot your big load all over that slutty little virgin’s cunt!" Jane told him. A short time later, Bill yelled out to Jane, "I just got off the phone with Sal down at club and after what I told him about our little friend here, he’s sending the stretch limo to pick us up! Already we are starting to be treated like Royalty!” “Great!” Jane said. “Let me get her ready.” Jane unlocked the door and entered the bedroom finding Becky sound asleep lying on the bed. This bitch is so lazy! Jane thought. I’ll be sure to take care of that once and for all later. Becky finally woke up with a start and saw Jane and her husband standing next to the bed staring at her half-naked. Jane spoke first saying, "I brought you a little present" as she removed a shiny beaded trinket from her purse. "Here, we’re going to put this on", as she sat on the edge of the bed. But first be a real nice girl and show us your lovely big tits. Becky replied, "With your husband still here?" "Yes, my dear, he would like to see them in all their exquisite glory, as well." Jane said. “OK” said Becky as she somewhat embarrassedly slowly removed her uniform blouse and bra displaying her gorgeous mams. They stood proud and straight up despite their bulbous size and weight. Her nipples had to be at least an inch long springing from her quarter-sized areolae. "Here my dear these are called nipple clamps and I’m sure you’ll find them quite stimulating once we get them on you." Jane expertly attached each clamp onto each of Becky’s excited nipples. "Ohhhhh! They feel so good!" Becky cried. "Now let Mama tighten up the clamps a little bit more" Jane said. "Let me know if it hurts too much. A little pain will make you feel soooooooo goooood!" "Oh yes! I can feel you tightening them, it hurts so nice!" Becky moaned. Jane replied, "Now, when we want to make them feel even better, we just have to pull up or down on the silver beads that connect them, like this." "Ohhhhhhh! That feels so good!" said Becky. Now Bill could not control himself any longer as he said, "Let me give that a little tug", as he took the beads connecting Becky’s luscious tits and held them up high forcing Becky to lift her ass off the bed. Bill continued to pull up on the beads until she was now standing up on her toes moaning in exquisite pleasure and pain. As Bill held her tits high, Jane fell to her knees between Becky’s legs and sucked her cunt and quickly fingered it as fast as she could. Before Becky could reach her relief, Jane and Bill knowingly stopped their sex play to let Becky simmer on the edge of orgasm. Jane then said, "Now take off the rest of your clothes and put this nice robe on and we’re off for a nice ride in a real stretch limo." Bill opened the passenger door to the limo and Jane and Becky climbed in to meet two beautiful maidens one blond and the other a red head sitting in the spacious seats facing both of them. Both women were wearing only their nipple jewelry having shaved pussys, just like Jane. "Now it’s your turn Becky! Time to lose that pussy fur", as the two nymphs proceeded to shave her pussy with great care. Becky loved all the attention her cunny was getting and as the two naked maidens continued to shave her, she almost came close to another orgasm. The limo soon arrived at the club and they all exited from the covered garage directly into the large reception hall. Becky was lead to a large altar type structure up on the center of the stage and her robe was removed. She was then asked to walk naked up on stage for everyone's delight. Becky couldn’t believe she was doing this in front of so many people. She was soon joined by her two prior companions from the limo who proceeded to tie her to the top of the altar spread eagle, her arms and legs spread wide apart showing all her feminine charms. On stage, seated to the rear near a large red drapery, were a half dozen young beauties sitting on chairs watching the action and squirming in their seats with their fingers down their pants. Squeezing their legs together to pleasure themselves while lost in the exquisite sexual moment. The naked escorts, still only wearing their nipple jewelry, began escorting one lovely at a time from her seat up to the spread-eagled darling center stage. Then each beauty had her clothes ripped from body displaying her naked youthfulness for all to admire. Their sexy captors systematically forced each of their faces into the steaming and squirming hot pussy of the helpless virgin. Each pulled their face away covered in Becky’s joy juice, as the crowd roared its approval. Soon the audience proceeded to go up on stage to put their hands all over Becky’s beautiful body. Some men, their pricks in hand, jerked off, while others just looked on. Some of the women caressed her tits and pulled her nipple necklace causing both pain and pleasure to course through Becky’s prostrate body. Some more of the women as well as the men tongued her pussy bringing her exquisite pleasure, but no one was allowed to bring her to orgasm just yet, as that was left for the main event. That conclusive sex act that would change Becky from virgin forever!!! Then all in the audience began yelling, "Fuck her!" "Fuck her!" "Fuck her!" Over and over again, until a god like very tall male with an huge cock jumped up on stage and began pumping her pussy at a slow rhythmic pace. The crowd began chant "Fuck her!" and clap in rhythm to his deep penetrations. As the young man’s fucking pace sped up so did the crowds clapping and screaming until Becky and the young stud both climaxed dramatically together. The crowd then went wild tearing off each others clothes and fucking with wild abandon! THE END

Molly arrived home at around midnight after an evening of high powered sex with her two favorite men. As she walked into the apartment she could feel the semen seeping out of her pussy, soaking her knickers. She had seven orgasms and both men had come three times inside her so her sweet little pussy was slightly trashed and bruised from the action. Her bottom still tingled from the intrusion she had not really allowed but let it happen in the mad moment. Molly let herself in quietly not to wake up her son Bobby. As she walked into the lounge she looked down at the picture of her husband, sighed, picked it up, gave it a kiss and said softly, “God I miss you so much, nothing can replace the time together, the love and fun we had. Why did you die out in the Gulf?” It had been a few years ago and she pined every day for that ebullient noisy larger than life man that made her laugh every day. Her only compensation was Bobby; he shared Dad’s blonde curly hair, big smile, and long lanky limbs. A quiet version with his mother's fine features, maybe slightly too pretty to be a boy's face. Molly, on the other hand, was dark-haired, fine pale skin, and Irish blue eyes, always deep, thoughtful and mysterious. At 41 her figure was still great; rounded hips, her belly curving down between her thighs inviting a look and wish for any man to be inside her. Breasts were rounded, pert and full, a firm 37D. Long legs, well-defined and tapering down to her ankles. Molly crept into Bobby’s room, looked down at him sleeping, and bent over and kissed him gently on his forehead. He stirred slightly, rolled over, and went back to sleep. Molly noticed he had both hands down below somewhere on his groin. She smiled and thought “At 20 he needs a girlfriend, why is he still a virgin? What a waste!” Bobby started to surface going into his dream of a safe place. His oldest baby memory was from three years old, his mother was still breastfeeding him because she absolutely loved the mother-baby bond and could not give it up. Bobby recalled the wonderful soft warm safe loving place in his mother’s arms, a nipple in his mouth sucking down the human nectar he loved. The memory of those large round breasts, the warmth, and the soft gentle hands stroking his face as he snuggled up had never been forgotten. To Bobby, breasts were the most perfect thing on a woman’s body. The dream moved from babyhood to present time and he recalled his mother stepping out of the shower not expecting Bobby in the bathroom, and her breasts swung around as she turned in surprise quickly covering up her feminine features. He remembered the shock and excitement, the jolt in his groin and moving to cover his instant erection. He remembered her dark curly pubis and how it stood out against her pale skin. As he awoke his hands went onto his semi-hard cock and started to move the foreskin up and down, swelling, getting harder, and the surge of pleasure built till he spilled his load onto his legs. He lay in bed thinking about his mother’s body and knowing she had been out again with her friends. Bobby lay there speculating what she did tonight, wondering who had played with those magnificent breasts and her beautiful stomach and thighs. It was a large apartment with the two en-suite bedrooms on opposite sides and the living area with a lounge, dining room, and kitchen with a family breakfast bar. Molly’s room was massive, a king-sized bed along with a double bed as well. This accommodated her friends when they stayed over. Molly enjoyed two or three couples who added her as the second fem in a threesome and a couple of men who added spice to her threesomes. She did enjoy the swinging scene, always trying to release her from the ghost of her late husband. Bobby’s room was large with a double bed, a TV console, computers, and the usual electronic gizmos young men wanted. Molly had planned the apartment to give her space and privacy during her evenings and keep Bobby away from her quest for relief. Bobby lay there thinking “Why don’t I get sex with the girls? Why am I so shy with women? What don’t I say right what puts them off?” He knew his mother often had friends round, a couple or three who would chat in the family room, drink some wine till late discussing their projects, and then as it was late end up crashing in Mum’s room to avoid a drinking and driving problem. This happened on a regular basis and Bobby finally started to realize what she was doing. Sex was her game, there was never a man for a solid relationship, but more like fuck fests when she needed it. Bobby compiled a plan to find out what he needed to do to make it with his girlfriends. After breakfast, Bobby headed out to the shops and found a security store that covered surveillance equipment. He purchased a wifi system with micro cameras, mics, and a sound system. Into the roof void ran the wires, and in the ceiling of his mother's bedroom he situated the cameras to cover the beds and the en-suite. Back into his room via the wifi to his TV and sound system. The remote control worked the cameras and switched as required. By the time his mother came home that evening the system was up and running. That evening he was on edge, his groin was pricking butterflies in his tummy, and he had trouble taking his eyes off her body. However, Molly was blissfully unaware of his attention. Time to test the system! Molly gave him a kiss on the cheek and said: “Goodnight, early start for me so an early night is required.” Bobby slipped quietly into his room, locked the door, and switched the system on. Molly slipped out of her dress and dropped her knickers on the floor picking them up with her toes and dropping into the laundry box, she unhooked her bra dropped it onto the bed and faced the mirror. Bobby could hardly breathe his chest was so tight. He was shaking with excitement in awe of this beautiful woman with those magnificent breasts. Her hands lifted and then squeezed them, gently pinching her nipples while her hips rolled back and forward. Her face started to flush and she squeezed her thighs together clamping her pussy lips between them. Molly looked directly at the mirror then the door. She stopped for a second and went over to turn the key to lock it. She passed by her bedside cabinet and selected her rabbit vibrator. She came back in front of the mirror and faced it watching herself arousing her nipples again, pinching and stimulating them. A hand went down stroking her belly into that luxurious thatch of curly dark hair. She opened up her lips and gently pushed the rabbit inside her, switched it on, and moved in time to the thrusts. It did not take her long and her legs buckled as she came and ended up sitting on the bed. She then flopped back and opened up her legs giving Bobby visual access to her reddened pussy lips which had puffed up with arousal. With trembling hands, Bobby guided the camera and panned to her pussy, watching the amazing spectacle of a woman going into her second orgasm. Bobby was overwhelmed with the excitement and his hand found his penis standing rock hard, a pain in his balls due to complete sexual overload. His hand stroked it quickly and on the fourth pull he exploded over the floor and sat down unable to move, watching his mother again. She calmed down and then went back over to the cabinet found a straight vibrator and a pot of KY. As she looked down at her husband’s picture she picked it up kissed him and said: “This is your cock inside me tonight darling, I miss you so much.” Molly lay back on the bed facing the mirror and slipped the rabbit back into her pussy. This time on low power and she dunked her fingers into the KY and lubed up her bottom with her legs spread wide apart. Bobby could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the other vibrator being expertly slid into her anus and he listened to Molly’s moans as she worked up into another orgasm. Molly flicked the rabbit onto full power and he watched her hips thrash about as she lost control till it passed leaving her motionless. Eventually, Molly recovered, got up, wiped herself, and headed into the en-suite leaving the door open so the camera could track her. She stepped into the shower, rinsed her pussy and bottom carefully, then soaped herself and flushed it off with a stinging jet of water. Molly dried and dropped into bed and turned off the lights for sleep, the show was over. Bobby sat there his head spinning, heart thumping, and his mind running over what he had seen. He pressed the playback and watched the sequence again. His hand was on his cock pulling hard and he only lasted a few minutes. Once she had finished he hit playback again and this time Bobby nearly lasted the tape time before spurting onto the floor. He sat on the floor with tears down his face as he could not believe how beautiful this woman is and she was his mother. That night he dreamed of the safe place where those wonderful breasts kept him safe and warm offering him womanly sanctuary. The next morning Bobby was having breakfast Molly came in looked at him and frowned, “You look tired darling, did you not sleep well?” “No, I had a bad dream about ghosts.” Molly came over to him and cuddled up pressing his face into her bosom giving the top of his head a gentle kiss. Through the silk his mouth was practically on her nipple, Bobby felt the shock go through his body and he gained an instant erection. Fortunately, Molly did not notice and she turned away and started to get ready for work. “Are you out tonight?” she asked. “No plans but out all day” was his answer. “I’ll get some supper as I have Ben and Penny with a new couple from our committee, Marline and Gerry. We have more work to do for the stage production planning. Is that OK with you? We will be late finishing tonight.” Molly was looking forward to her night in with friends and felt sure Bobby had no idea what the evening plans were really about. Late in the day she showered, found some very feminine underwear, stockings, suspenders and a silk camisole with no bra. The top layer was smart demure that did not give away her intents. She dressed carefully, enjoying the feeling of the silky knickers and female trappings. She resisted the temptation to play during her shower relying on the evening's events to fulfill her needs. Molly got a small dinner ready for all of them and prepared some late night snacks for her guests. Bobby returned late afternoon, he barely noticed her and went about his evening without so much as a look in Molly’s direction. She fretted about his mood then dismissed it in preparing for her evening. Bobby was just being a bit of a troubled 15-year-old teenager at 20, she put it down to his hormones and lack of a girlfriend. Ben and Penny arrived on time as ever and greeted Molly with a hug and kisses. Ben handed over two decent bottles of Merlot from Australia. Molly smiled “Yellow Tail, my favorite, but red does make me horny so be careful both of you!” Ben laughed “I hear you have the new ones tonight, do you know if they will play or do we wait until they have gone?” “No, they are swingers and we just need to get them into the mood, I got to know Marline quite well and she has told me about their lifestyle. She told me I should start going to parties and open up rather than just playing at home” Molly said. Penny asked, “What are they like?” Molly replied “Marline is tall, slim, red-haired, thin waist and legs. She is a runner, 36 years old, very fit and adores split roasts, she sounds like a lot of fun. Gerry, 6’2, medium build, ex-rugby winger, fit, and she said he is hung like a horse, we will have to check that out. Both are straight, but Marline said she is bi-curious, which means she fancies the idea but Gerry has not said yes yet.” Gerry and Marline arrived twenty minutes late and made their entrance, Molly introduced them to Ben & Penny and said: “Booby is around somewhere, he will show up for dinner then we can get started on the evening's work.” Marline picked up a picture of Andy and Bobby and exclaimed: “My don’t they look like each other, except Bobby has your face, which is far too pretty for a man, don’t you think?” “You are right," Molly said, "and how much do I still miss Andy. The hole has never been filled but Bobby does remind me so much of his late dad.” “Bobby must have girls queuing around the block for him, he is a dish!” Molly said, “Well no, he seems shy of girls and does not seem to have one at the moment, that is why he gets so moody at times. As a mum, I can’t help worrying about him.” Molly disappeared into the kitchen and finished off their dinner, pan-fried scallops followed by a chicken breast wrapped in Palma ham and grilled with small roasted rosemary chippy potatoes and some crunchy broccoli, a quick simple working supper supported by several bottles of Merlot. Molly called them all into the dining room and sorted out who sat where. Bobby was already in and seated, Marline walked into the room and said loudly “Hi Bobby, good to meet you at last! Let me have a look at you.” He turned still seated and Marline came over to him “Oh gorgeous, just gorgeous, look at those lovely blonde curls!” She wrapped her arms around him pulling his head into her breasts, bent over and kissed the top of his head while inhaling his manly odor. Bobby struck it lucky as her nipple lined up with his mouth, and in a second was nibbling her. He felt it stiffen but it was over in a second. Marline stepped back with a deep mysterious look in her eyes. She looked down at his lap and saw the small tent forming from his erection and looked back up into his eyes and hid her smile. Bobby turned back to the table to cover his embarrassment. He was tingling inside, finding his breath ragged and shallow. During the meal the chat was light and frothy, however, Ben was studying Marline intently from a distance, checking out her assets and trying to understand what drove her. Gerry and Penny were flirting in a harmless way, but the sparkle was evident between them. Gerry liked what he saw, a blonde, mid 30’s slim and sporty, with well-rounded breasts that were really a little too big for her slim outline. He liked that and thought to himself, I could play with those for hours, but are we just here for the project or something later. Marline mentioned that we should expect some fun together but no one has revealed themselves yet. Eventually, the meal finished, along with plenty of red wine consumed, Molly spoke to Bobby: “Darling, we are going to have a few hours in the family room going through this production. We will be at it till late, are you out or in tonight?” Bobby mumbled, “I have nothing on, so I am in my room working on some media stuff, then shower and bed, so I’ll say Good Night to you all now.” Marline and Penny managed a quick friendly hug and Molly gave him a tender kiss on his cheek and off he went to his room. They all worked steadily through the project while sipping the remaining wine, so the three women were feeling very mellow and warm inside. Once all was agreed and sorted Molly said, “It is far too late to have you four drive home and the amount of wine prevents driving, so as I have a large super king-size and double bed, why don’t we all crash out like kids at a party in my room?” Ben and Penny immediately said, “Yes let’s do that, is that OK with you and Marline?” Gerry smiled, looked over at his wife who nodded smiling, and he said, Why not? I would love to be a teenager again for the night.” Molly got up and said “Bring your drinks and a couple of bottles then. I sleep au natural, so hope that is OK for you all. We are all adults, aren’t we?” They followed her into her wing of the apartment and she closed the door locking it securely behind them. It is a big room and the beds were spaced apart. Molly put her drink down on a cabinet and slipped off her top revealing the camisole, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor while standing there in stockings and suspenders, and then she lifted her camisole over her head revealing her pert breasts. Her nipples were starting to erect as she felt the warmth and wetness starting to pervade her pussy. “Is anyone joining me then?” she asked. Penny came over to her, dropping clothes en-route, and gave her a gentle sisterly kiss on the cheek. Her arms slid around her back, gently caressing her, and then let them slide down over her bottom. That was enough for Gerry, he was stripped down to his boxers in a flash with the semi-woody protruding from his shorts. Ben unzipped Marline’s top and helped her out of her clothes. She wriggled out of her tights and bra leaving just a very small thong and a swish pair of swinging breasts. Her hands went to Ben’s shirt, started off with the buttons, and then unzipped his pants and dropped them on the floor. Ben put his hands on both breasts and started to play with her nipples, gently teasing them to full erection. Marline slipped her hands inside his waistband and slid the boxers down to his feet. As she bent down her face came into contact with a stiffening penis. She started to lick the bulbous end and then took him into her mouth. She started to work him in and out, sliding her tongue around the tip working into the single snake's eye. Her hands went under him, gently stroking his large balls, then around to his anus where she cheekily slid her finger in and started to massage his prostate. Ben stopped her quickly, “Too fast, I will come in a second, let's make it last.” He pulled her onto the double bed. During this time Gerry eyed Molly lustily and walked over to her she turned and said: “Too many clothes, let's shed them all right now.” Gerry dropped his boxers and was naked in a second, not pretty but quick and efficient. Molly smiled “I hope you take longer to make love than you get your boxers off?” Gerry scooped her into her arms and nuzzled her neck, making her tingle down her spine she felt the start of his erection pushing against her silky pants. Her hands went to his penis and gently felt the length and enjoyed the feel of a circumcised man with a beautiful smooth bell end. For a while, they gently kissed, and gradually started to build up the intensity kissing around her neck and breasts until she started to breath heavy and pushed her pubis against his erection. Penny was still beside Molly adding to the amorous entanglement. Gerry grasped her silky pants and pulled them down revealing Molly’s dark curly thatch. Gerry knelt down and pushed his face into her belly, sniffing her cunt, smelling that wonderful womanly aroma. Penny chimed in, “Molly, that needs to come off, you have a jungle there, most swingers shave or have a Brazilian.” Molly did not really care she just wanted to be fucked hard by both men right now. Penny came back from the bathroom armed with a lady shave and some lotion. Molly lay back on the bed while the two worked on her pussy, enjoying the attention. Penny was shaved and her slit was prominent with her lips starting to swell and protrude as her arousal increased. Penny finished. Molly was totally bare, and she lubricated the shaven area with some moisturizing lotion. Almost by accident her fingers strayed inside the slit and started to get very near her clitoris, making Molly squirm and rock her hips. Gerry was trying to stay connected with Molly and moved up to her breasts working the nipples hard, nipping them, then licking with lots of wetness to lubricate the action. Molly put her hand between her legs and loved the feeling of her new bare pussy. She opened her labia and started to work her clit, frigging fast and gentle, building her arousal. Molly started to buck and roll her hips as the first orgasm arrived, sending shudders all through her body. As soon as they departed into Molly’s wing, Bobby dived into his room and set up the surveillance system. The camera on, the sound on, record on, and the screen filled with the action. He was shaking with excitement, nothing like it ever before had been seen by Bobby. The thrill of seeing the women strip down naked and started playing with the two men was overwhelming. Once he started to watch his mother with Penny he started shaking, and when Gerry became involved Bobby felt a jealous rage come over him, his thoughts raged inside his head: She is mine, how dare you touch her! Bobby wanted to go crashing into her room and take her away from the attention but he sat and watched in awe, unable to take his eyes off the screen. It was exciting to see what the others were doing, but Bobby only had eyes for his mother. Penny shaving her put him over the edge, and he furiously worked his penis and emptied himself over the floor where he was sitting. It was not long until Gerry pulled Molly up into a sitting position and she took him in her mouth working around his head making him ready and brick hard. He pushed her back, climbed on top of her, and pushed his cock into her slit, rubbing up and down, spreading the wetness, then with one firm slow push, entered her. Molly wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into her saturated cunt. This was too much for Bobby, biting his knuckles and crying out, “No! No! Don’t fuck her, you can’t!” But still, Bobby watched, and he was hard again and his hand was working on his own cock, believing he was the one inside her. After a couple of minutes he again flooded the floor. Molly thrust back at Gerry from underneath and the couple increased their tempo until Gerry called, "in or out, where do you want me?” “Keep fucking me, don’t come yet, I am going into a multiple, keep going. Harder, harder!” She felt her cervix open up from Gerry’s pounding, and as the orgasm crash in on top of her, Gerry’s penis tip pushed into the cervix entrance as he fired a huge salvo of spunk into her womb. Molly felt the hot gushes going into her, slowly they resided and calm restored. Molly looked up sweating hard and smiled, “You made me feel cunt all over, that was wonderful. You are the first circumcised man I have had, what a wonderful fuck.” Gerry slipped out of her pussy and rolled onto his back. Penny climbed onto him 69 way and started to clean his cock in her mouth while offering him her pussy from above. Gerry dutifully obliged and started working her clit with his tongue. Molly lay back enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Bobby‘s attention switched to Marline who was on the other bed fucking doggy fashion with Ben. She was tossing her head and moaning loudly, she had come once already and Ben was a stayer, he could fuck till the cows came home. As he pulled back the messy wetness and her cream was running down her thighs. Ben scooped some up and rubbed it around her anus. His slippery fingers penetrated her bottom and she gasped as the fingers entered her, making her push back even harder. Ben reached up and grasped her hair tugging her hard back against him, with his free hand he took a swing at her bottom, the loud smack was audible. Marline fucked even harder crying out, “Fuck my bottom right now, come up my arse!” Ben pulled out of her vagina and slid back into her anus which was soaking wet now, one firm gentle push and he was in. Two hard slaps on her bottom got Marline moving again and she got very noisy about her next orgasm. Ben was feeling her tightness and could not last much longer so he thrust harder and faster until he could hold on no more and shuddered and spurted himself to empty inside her. Marline still on hands and knees struggled to breathe and stayed where she was, panting hard, sweating, and loving the anal abuse she had just undergone. Gerry appeared in front of her and presented a semi-hard cock to her face, she duly opened her mouth and started sucking him off, keeping the pace down till she recovered. Ben felt himself shrink down and pulled out of Marline rolled back onto the bed. After a few seconds onto his feet into the bathroom to clean up and wash his cock to be ready for entry into the next vagina. When Ben emerged from the bathroom Molly captured his attention, and they slipped over to the other bed and started a slow lazy necking session while watching the others. It took Ben a while to recover and get his hardness back up, and Molly worked skilfully on his body teasing and coaxing him ready again. Again Bobby’s eyes were riveted to his mother's actions, seething with jealous anger while his hand wanked himself off again. Even though his penis was getting rubbed and sore, he could not stop, every thrust his mother took so did his penis. Molly worked Ben over then rolled him onto his back got astride and slowly lowered herself onto his standing penis, it slipped in and she felt that wonderful connection of having a lover deep inside her. Started off with a slow rocking movement, getting faster as her arousal increased. Molly then went down hard on Ben and instead of bouncing in and out, she rubbed along pushing both pubic bones together and massaging her clit. Ben could still get the lusty pleasure and Molly was working her clit to another shattering orgasm. She started to thrash above him pinching her nipples hard and eventually slumped on top of Ben unable to hold herself up. The action went on until 2:30 a.m. and Bobby did not miss a second, once no one could manage another erection, the men having drained their testicles of the last few drops of semen, they all showered and snuggled down to sleep, the rule being not with your wife or husband. Bobby lay in bed not sleeping but fretting about the night's events. The next morning he went out early and was not seen all day. Being Sunday morning, Molly spent a lazy few hours relaxing and tidying up the apartment wondering where Bobby had got to. After the weekend Molly returned to work and their paths did not cross, Bobby was a bit offhand and she sensed there was something building up between them or Bobby had girlfriend trouble. Her instincts told her to leave well alone. By the end of the week, Molly was into her ovulation period and was getting very horny again having fully recovered from the weekend exploits. She showered and was thinking about what to get for dinner and she picked up Andy’s picture and sat on the bed. His smiling face and the memory of his laughter rang in her head and she felt a tingle deep inside her lower body. Her fingers slipped down to her shaven pussy and opened up the lips, gently working around her clitoris. What the hell, a quickie come before I do dinner, so she reached into the bedside cabinet and grasped the rabbit. What Molly did not know was Bobby had been home all day in his pajamas watching her since she came home. He realized she had not locked the door and trembled as the rabbit slipped in and out with the ears doing their work on her clit. Bobby’s cock was erect again sticking out through his wrap over pajama fly. He touched it and started to stroke it, but in one mad moment, he walked out of his room across the apartment and opened the door to his mother's room to see her on her back, rabbit inserted and her other fingers drilled deep into her anus and throwing her head side to side as her orgasm took control of her body. Molly opened her eyes to see Bobby standing there eyes riveted to her open cunt dripping with wetness and the rabbit still vibrating. He had a huge erection sticking out from his pajamas and he was totally unable to speak. Molly rolled over onto her front wanting to die with embarrassment, wishing she could just disappear. Bobby never said a word but walked quietly back to his room not to be seen again. Over the next few days, they carefully avoided each other. Molly had no idea how to deal with this intrusion and Bobby being so upset. The next evening quite late, Molly was sat on the sofa feeling very down. She had a shower and was dressed in a thin silk dressing gown and was about to get ready for bed. Bobby walked quietly into the room and looked at her he stuttered “Mum, I am so sorry, will you forgive me?” She raised her arms up to him and he dropped into them and snuggled down head onto her breast. As luck would have it what was beneath his mouth? Yes, her nipple, which he gently slipped his mouth around and started to gently nuzzle her. Not wanting to start another outburst, she just stayed there not moving for minutes. As her nipple started to respond to the attention she felt her pussy warming up and the wetness spreading. She pulled her dressing gown off her thighs exposing her lower belly along with her shaven slit. She looked down at Bobby’s head nearly in her lap and realized he had a huge erection sticking out of his pajamas. With one hand she pressed his face firmer into her breasts and the other hand reached down and started to work on his cock. Seeing it erect she realized he is a replica of his dad, even to the shape and size of the beautiful penis. Slowly at first and as he responded increased the pace until his hips were rocking in time to her pulls, almost too soon she felt him tremble, tense up, then explode with several juddering spurts of his semen splashing onto her bare thighs and pussy. He became calm under her arms and she said “Darling, I am truly sorry I upset you the other night. I am so sorry.” He said nothing. “You know you are just like your dad in every way, it is as if I have him back in a younger form, now I am so happy.” Bobby said nothing. Molly reached down and scooped up some of the semen on her belly and licked her fingers. “You even taste like your Dad, that is remarkable.” Bobby said nothing, struggling with how to face her. She scooped some more semen off her lap and said: “Open your mouth, taste this.” He did so and she slipped her spunky fingers between his lips. “What does it taste like?" Bobby finally replied, “Salty and cream, not what I expected.” Molly slid three fingers into her cunt and scooped out her creamy wetness. “Open your mouth, taste what a woman is like.” He did and marveled at the musky sweet aromatic smell and taste of her. Her fingers started to play with herself while Bobby watched her. She said gently “No one must know about this, they would never understand. Do you know in the Roman times many mothers, sons, fathers, and daughters had sex together and it was a good way for the older women to train the young men so they are good to their young wives?” “Let me sit up a while.” Bobby allowed her up and she removed her dressing gown and he saw a wet patch on the sofa from her dripping pussy. “Here, come down to my vagina and take a close look, put your fingers inside and play with my clit.” Bobby was fascinated and thanks to the surveillance system had a good idea what to do. He worked her gently at first increasing the pressure as she became aroused. "Bobby, use your tongue inside my cunt, lick around and see if you can find the little pearl button my clit.” He went down not knowing if it would taste wonderful or dreadful. To his surprise, she was sweet and very musky, a strong arousal for him. He loved it. After a while, she pulled him up, slid her bottom onto the very edge of the sofa cushion, and lifted him towards her. He moved easily to her and she guided his cock right to the entrance of her pussy. “Slide into me, and slowly slip it in, and then almost out. Start slowly and try not to explode too quick so I enjoy.” Bobby was deep inside her, she was being fulfilled and loved; her young man inside her at last, her dead husband was back in a new form. Bobby increased the pace slightly and after a few minutes, he paused. “What is wrong, you OK?” Bobby scooped her up off the sofa still deep inside her, and walked her into her bedroom and gently placed her on her bed. He moved up a little so he could get some purchase and started to thrust a bit harder. When she felt him starting to get near coming she said: “Wait a moment, don’t rush it, try and hold just off coming you make it last that way.” He did then resume the easy pace. Bobby could feel Molly starting to tighten around his cock, her inner muscles were doing a strangulation job on his member. She sensed his climax coming and paused him again. “Lie on your back now!” Bobby did and she climbed on top and lined up his cock at her slippery entrance, peeled back her labia, inserted him, and slid all the way onto him feeling her filling up and stretching her cunt. The end of his penis bumped against her cervix. She started to move then and kept and a regular speed moaning and pinching her nipples. Bobby reached up and pulled her down to him so he could get onto her nipples with his mouth. Not like before for comfort and warmth, but to possess her and stimulate one of her most feminine treasures. He was ecstatic and filled with lust. She started to come hard, grinding her hips into his pubic bone, tossing her head as she went over the edge, lost control, and her womb douched him with a gusher and he started to spurt his semen into her pussy. Together they passed over into oblivion and slowly came back to earth. Later after the rush died they snuggled up together and caressed each other with love and tenderness. She rolled him onto his back and started to gently suck his cock, pulling back his foreskin, cleaning him after their sex. He lay there just enjoying the love from her. When she finished she said, “Your turn now, you lick me clean.” “How?” Bobby asked. “Use your tongue and lick out inside my cunt, it will feel wonderful.” Once he had cleaned out her pussy, he started under between her legs and spotted that beautiful little red rosebud of her anus and very cautiously he licked around her anus. She jumped “You rude sod! Oh don’t start me off again, I will want to fuck all night if you do.” Bobby very shyly asked her “Can I fuck your bottom sometime please?” She stared at him for a few seconds, a deep wistful look in her eyes, he could not read her mind. “I will teach you how to be a great lover and if that is what you would like so will I, just remember there is nothing bad or dirty about a human body. What lovers do together is fine as long as they both want to and it does no harm to either.” Bobby “I have never had sex with a girlfriend, this was the first time, why don’t girls want me?” “They just need to give you a chance. Anyway, the couple that came round the other night, Marline practically snogged you at the dining table. She said to me how gorgeous you are, I am sure she would jump at the chance of fucking with you being so young and handsome.” Bobby said, “What about Gerry, he would go mad and kill me?” “No darling, they are swingers, they like to have sex with other people, friends of course, he would enjoy watching you both.” “My God! Would that ever happen! It would be awesome.” “Well as you know I am a widow and need sex from time to time. I don’t have a real man in my life so they come round for an evening, do you want to join us?” His erection was like a broom handle again. Molly said, “We can’t fuck in front of them, but you can fuck her while I have Gerry, would that be OK?” “I can’t fuck you when they come round?” “No, absolutely not, never a chance. This is for just us alone, no one must ever know.” “OK, when can you arrange it? I love the idea.” Bobby had a thought slip into his head, will I get angry when Gerry fucks my mother? Molly met up with Marline and talked her through her problem namely “Bobby is a virgin, how can I get him with a willing woman?” Marline jumped at the chance “Send him to me, I will fuck his brains out, darling.” Molly replied “No, you both come round tomorrow night. We will have a bite to eat then get down to some rude sex for him. Go into my room, all of us. You can start flirting with Bobby. I will play with Gerry so Bobby knows it is ok, and then see what happens, how does that sound?” The next night, dinner over, and the four went into her room. Bobby was trembling with excitement and Marline could hardly wait to get Booby into bed. There was an awkward moment between them all, and Marline took charge, sidled up to Bobby, and started gently kissing him on the lips. Bobby was watching Molly and Gerry moving together near her bed. Marline unbuckled Bobby’s belt, opened his zip, dropped his shorts on the floor, tugged his T-shirt over his head, and stood back admiring her handy work. “Not bad young man, now drop the boxers!” Bobby did as he was told. Marline stripped item by item, teasing Bobby as she went, increasing his ardor. Eventually just a pair of silky knickers, she said: “Bobby, you have to take these off.” Bobby moved forward and gripped the waistband and with one great rip he ripped the two halves apart and she was naked. “Ouch! That caught my cunt in the crotch, you will have to kiss her better!” She laughed and flopped onto the bed. “Come on then, what are you waiting for?” Bobby lept across the space and rolled her onto her back. He opened her legs and started licking like mad. “Not so fast, let’s start again, you are too keen!” She started gently with him, exploring each other, finding out their pleasure zones, what tickled and what pleasured. As the pace slowly got hotter, Bobby rolled her onto all fours to get access to her bottom and also to be able to watch Gerry and Molly. Molly had Gerry in her mouth sucking hard. Bobby felt the old jealousy flare up and anger started to rise. Fortunately, Marline turned, saw him watching, guessed he was shocked at his mother and took him in hand quickly. Booby soon had his cock in her mouth and started to forget about Molly, and the lust rose and he wanted to fuck Marline as hard as he could. Marline reached between his legs and slipped a wet finger up his bottom. She gently massaged his prostate and felt him build rapidly to a detonation of semen. Bobby lost control and shuddered into a maximum climax with spurt after spurt erupting from his cock. She kept on massaging making him continue until he was coughing dry squirts. Marline took pity and pulled her finger out from his arse leaving him trembling and drained. As Bobby recovered Marline started to work him over again, getting a flicker of an erection and she made sure he could see Molly and Gerry as she sensed he wanted to watch them as well. Gerry was now on top of Molly giving her long slow thrusts into her pussy, stretching and pleasing her, making sure he caught her G-spot on each in stroke. Marline realized his erection had come back as soon as he watched the couple fuck, so she rolled onto her side facing Molly and Gerry and said: “Fuck me spoon style on our sides, it is nice and slow, takes ages to come this way.” Bobby rolled in behind her found his way into her slippery cunt and started to push in and out while playing with her breasts. He could see the expression on his mother's face as she started to rise to her orgasm, the biting lips, the frown, the mouth tremble, and she screwed her face up in time to her body being screwed hard. Molly cried out “My cunt is exploding, fuck me, fuck me, harder harder. Oh God, I just wet myself!” Marline paused mid fuck and said “I need to pee. I am bursting, wait for me then we will finish this!” Bobby pulled out and rolled onto his side still watching the others. Marline disappeared into the bathroom and did not return for a while. Gerry had finished and Molly was kneeling over him sucking his cock clean after drenching him. Bobby came up behind her, his cock was rock hard, and he gently pressed against her bottom and slipped inside her very wet slimy semen riddled cunt. It felt wonderful but he felt Molly stiffen and Marline walked back into the room. Marline smiled and said, “Oh my, just like in Roman times, mothers fucking sons, but he does have a lovely big cock though, don’t he?” Two more thrusts from Bobby and he exploded into his mother's pussy, feeling every little gush going in. Molly looked desolate but Marline just laughed: “I just fucked him and his cock is wonderful, so why don’t you enjoy it. Not as if you want a baby with him, do you? Just a good energetic fuck, so what’s the problem?” Gerry laughed, “Now I know why you two were so keen for this. Molly wants to fuck Bobby, and my wife guessed it, so you got caught out! As far as I am concerned, we can do this anytime again. Marline enjoyed it, so did we all. Maybe Bobby should try a man as I am bi. Why not next time we come around?” Molly said “It has never happened before, a one-off accident in the moment. I don’t think Bobby realized who he put it into.” Two days after the evening Bobby slipped into his mother's room and snuggled up to her. She was a little frigid at first, but as he worked over her nipples arousing her, the wetness returned, the desires rose, and she welcomed him back into her body. Afterwards, when they were quiet and peaceful, she told him “Marline and Gerry are coming back Saturday night. They want you with us and Gerry wants to try you as well, how does that appeal?” “God, what is it like, sucking a man’s cock?” “Wonderful. I suck pussies and cocks, women are sweet and musky, men are slightly salty. Both are lovely, so try it and enjoy. Don’t have a preconception of it, try for yourself.”

I'm 6'2, young male, broad shoulders with wheatish skin, an average size cock of 7 inches. I'm from India and moved to Toronto two years back. When I was back home I always thought about sex and masturbated a lot. I continued doing that here as well but decided to try my luck at a sex club. I've always fantasized about having sex with an older woman and my wish came true. This is a true story which I am about to narrate and as it is my first, go easy on me. Let me give you a layout of the sex club, the ground floor is where the bar is and next to that a pole for pole dancing and the DJ booth above which there is always porn playing. There's an outside pool as well an indoor hot tub which I have used from time to time. This was the first time I have seen a woman naked and there were a lot of naked women at the club since it was clothing optional and you were allowed to have sex wherever you want. When I was in the pool I saw a couple making out in front of me, he was fingering her pussy furiously to an orgasm. I was really turned on and started stroking my cock watching them. Then I decided to go upstairs where they have a dungeon room in which you can tie people up, and opposite to that a play area where there was already a couple playing, they were in their mid-40s by the look of it. The wife was blond and had a bit of sagging to her tits, and her husband had a small cock about 3-4 inches. She was sucking his cock, taking it fully into her mouth. I decided to sit next to them and watch. As I sat next to her husband and stroked my hard brown cock, she saw me stroking my cock. Then she got in cowgirl position and inserted her husband's cock into her pussy. I moved closer and sat right next to them. The wife was moving up and down on her husband's cock, her breasts moving with her rhythm. I asked if I could touch her, they said ok and I started to fondle her breasts. This was the first time I touched a breast, it was so soft and meaty and she was stroking my cock as she rode her husband. After a while she came. All the while there were other people looking and having fun which was a turn-on. I asked if I could join them and they said yes. We decided to take the party to the third floor where single men were not allowed without females. There were a bunch of different rooms from which I could hear moans echoing. We entered a room and I laid on the bed, she came in between my legs and took my cock into her mouth. This was my first time feeling a mouth on my cock, it was so wet and warm. She took my whole cock down her throat, all the while her husband was watching us and stroking his cock. It turned me on even more that the husband was aroused by his wife sucking a stranger's cock. Then we decided to do the 69, she turned her ass over my head and laid her stomach on my chest. Her pussy was mere inches away, it was pink and hairless. She had already resumed sucking on my cock, and I pulled her pussy lips apart and then darted my tongue inside her pussy. It was slightly wet and tasted salty. I inserted a finger deep inside her wet cunt and started fingering her to which she responded by thrusting her hips towards me urging me to go deeper into her. I then decided I wanted to fuck her. We went to the missionary position. I put on a condom then inserted my cock into her pussy and at that point I had lost my virginity, all the years of fantasizing had finally led to this moment. I spread her legs wide and started stuffing my cock into her white married pussy. I was in awe as I saw my cock disappearing into the abyss of her pussy, my brown cock was contrasting when compared to her white skin and pink pussy. I knew I would last long because I had cummed earlier before I left. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me closer towards her. I started cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples whilst my cock thrust in and out of her married pussy. I went and took one of her nipples into my mouth she pushed my head towards it filling my mouth with her breast. All the while her husband was standing next to us stroking his cock. Looking at his wife getting fucked by a younger guy had turned him on. We decided to change positions, this time her on top of me. She guided my cock to her entrance and eased herself down on me. She started moving up and down, and with that her tits followed as well. I can hear her moan and the look of pleasure on her face. I grabbed her tits with my big hands and squeezed them hard, pushing her over the edge she came. She slumped forward towards me. We kissed, she was still panting. I explored her mouth with my tongue wrestling with her tongue. As we were doing this her husband had decided that he wanted to join in on the fun too. He came and inserted his cock into her ass. It was a strange feeling as I was still deep inside her pussy hard as a rock. He started fucking her and I started moving my hips, the look on her face was plain pleasure, she was enjoying ever bit of it as was I. As I said this was a sex club so there were other couples fucking, and one couple stood next to us and were enjoying the show. The DP of the white wife was in full swing, we decided to change positions. This time her husband got her pussy and me her ass. I couldn't believe it, I had fucked an older married woman in front of her husband, got my cock sucked, and now I was fucking her ass. I put lube on my cock and then thrust it into her ass, it was tighter than her pussy. I started ramming her ass, spanking it, my balls we slapping against her thighs. I started fingering her clit as her husband was inside her pussy and me in her ass. She finally attained her orgasm. I pulled put and lay beside them. She got off her husband, removed my condom and took my cock into her mouth. She made my cock really wet with her mouth playing with my balls. Her husband got behind her and thrust his cock into her, all the while she was giving me a blowjob. She started giving me head and stroking my cock at the same time, I knew I was going to cum. I told her I was going to cum. She just kept on sucking so I pushed her head down and held it there and thrust my cock into her mouth and spurted my cum deep into her mouth. I shot spurts after spurts of cum down her throat. She sucked every bit, lapping up all my cum. She then showed me the cum in her mouth and swallowed it. It was amazing to see that. Later I found out it was her birthday and I was her present Overall it was an amazing experience which I will remember for years to come. Any feedback is helpful in helping me write better.

My wife and I grew up in a small southern town in the USA and went to the same conservative high school. When we first met, I was 18 and a senior. She was 16 and a few grades below as a freshman. I was one of the jocks and she was one of the junior varsity cheerleaders. She was also a sports jock but was new to the gals team. Since I was part of the popular crowd at school, I did alright for myself. I played football and basketball and was in really good shape back then. She thought I was a "catch" and maybe she was right. We met at a party where she was hoping to get to know more people. That's where everything begins... Near to graduation all the sports teams and the cheerleaders had gotten together for a huge night of celebration. Graduation parties at my high school were organised by the more experienced, senior girls who made sure that all the newer gals were willing to take care of any of the senior boys who attended the party. This included guys like me who were single or any of the couples who wanted to have some fun. The new girls were told by the senior girls what to expect and how to take care of anyone they were matched up with. Things could get pretty wild at these parties, especially as there was so much alcohol and weed. Lots of people joined in for the wild weekend. Mostly, everyone got off and had a good time - without too many troubles. I was matched by one of the seniors with an inexperienced gal who would later become my wife. Her name was Claire. She was cute but in a plain, wholesome way. At least compared to many of the other cheerleaders, she wasn't exceptionally pretty - definitely not model beautiful sexy. But Claire was very friendly and had a fantastic personality, there was something to her - a mischief in her eyes. We instantly connected when we met. Afterwards - as we talked, almost straight away, our evening began to warm up for both of us. Once all the introductions were finished and Claire and I were more comfortable together, we wandered off from the party to talk more privately. Attending this type of party had certain implications and we both knew what the other probably was expecting to happen. We also knew that we were both open minded enough to attend, so it was OK to try out new things without too much fear of failure or rejection. We knew it could get wild! Since we both understood what the party was about, we didn't waste much time and started kissing immediately. But I could tell that Claire was nervous when I started touching her elsewhere. Not long after I began playing with her breasts, she confessed to me that she was still a virgin. She was almost like a child, she was so sweet. It was really cute how she showed me that she was interested yet was also so shy in wanting to see what I had below. To make things easier for her, I told her that because of her age I didn't want to have sex with her. Then I said she could look all she wanted. She admitted that she was happy not to do anything too sexual that night because she was a little scared and kind of religious. No problem. Since we both wanted something to happen, we agreed on a hand job whilst I touched her tits. She also admitted that she had never seen an adult penis and was fascinated to see mine get hard in her hands. Once I'd completely removed my clothes for her, I showed her what to do and how to touch my body in the way I needed to get off. She let me play with her b-cup tits but didn't want me to finger her pussy. Afterwards, we lay naked together talking and touching. It was hard not to fuck her, she got me so horny. Claire asked me what I'd do once graduating. When I told her that I'd like to join the Marines she kind of let out a soft moan and told me she liked guys in uniform. We decided to start dating - but kept to the agreement of no sex, not even a blowjob. I came back on leave after military training and we'd see each other which was always exciting. Eventually she graduated and decided to attend a local state college. She still lived with her 2 elder sisters and parents. I suppose for lack of any other option, we both decided to get married - at the end of her senior year. We married young, around 21 and 19. I did several years in the Marines and by then she was almost out of college. I returned from my brief stint O/S with both of us having no money. We agreed to live with her family but that turned out to be a BIG mistake! Her father traveled a lot for work and he was kind of a wimp because of the mother and the eldest daughter. The mother reminded me of that whiny-bitch, Peg Bundy, from the TV show, Married With Children. The eldest daughter Carol (6 years older than her sister, Claire) was divorced with three rug rats. Unfortunately she'd become a coke and meth addict which meant that the state had forced her to give up guardianship a few years earlier. Around the time that I moved in, Carol moved back home as well - at a very low point in her drug addicted life. The worst moments of our marriage were when we lived in that crappy house. Not long after Carol was settled back with her family, she decided to let a black guy she was dating also live with her (and share the house with all of us). That wasn't a smart move! Not only were her parents against it, making things difficult - but so were many people in our small southern town! Trouble brewed once the redneck bikers / drug dealers that supplied her with coke found out that she liked big black cock. They really objected to a black man living with a white family so - of course - they came over one night to 'talk' shit to him! BUT - before they could finish beating in on him, Carol's black boyfriend pulled a gun and shot two of the bikers! They both survived but we later found out Carols' ex got 10 yrs in prison for defending himself. Stupidly, Carol decided to join that gang and it wasn't long before the whole town found out that her biker initiation was to do the whole gang in one night! Everyone knew that she was only hanging with them to get her drugs for free. But when it came out among the family that she'd allowed herself to be sexually and physically used by the entire gang, shit hit the fan. It caused a lot of issues at home and the situation was always VERY tense whenever the eldest SIL Carol was around. Not surprisingly, Claire and I got out of that house as much as possible. Now Clairé's second oldest sister, Camille, was completely different from Carol, the eldest. Cammie was the middle child, a total angel - and the brains of the family. She was almost a year older than me but had just gotten her Master's in Psychology and was working on her PhD. We were actually classmates for a while in high school - but - we didn't really know each other back then. Of the three daughters, she was by far the most attractive with the nicest body - big Polish c-cup tits with very wide hips, blonde hair and blue eyes. Physically she looked prettier than my wife, but in those years, I thought her personality was kind of too prudish and religious to be interesting. Looking back, I think she went through some some kind of repressed Catholic up-bringing that had tried to correct the wild, rebel behavior that her parents experienced with the eldest daughter, Carol. That's probably why Cammie ended up studying Psychology. She worked out early on that people are all messed up and everyone needs a little help sometimes! Claire and I wanted to escape from her mother and eldest sister every chance we could get. Living in California, there were plenty of opportunities for adventure and my wife and I explored the whole coast. We discovered that we both liked to visit a nude beach off Highway 1. Claire was always excited to strip and walk the full length of the beach, checking everyone out and also showing off her sporty physique. Our particular favorite beach had an isolated spot at one end with a small waterfall and pond - which we liked to sun bake near because of the peaceful sound. One time, a group of about 25 to 30 young guys and gals came down the hill and stripped to 'shower' in the waterfall. The strength of the stream varied if we'd had rain or not, but on this occasion it was a good solid flow of clean, fresh water. We had our wine cooling in the small pool so walked over to them to get our wine and started talking. They turned out to be a small group of hippies in their twenties and thirties, living on a commune in the nearby hills. We chatted, all of us completely naked. It felt so natural but also kind of hot. They were all in quite good shape and not shy about looking or showing either! They eventually left so we went back to our blanket. More of the day passed and the beach was getting more and more people showing up. It still wasn't too crowded when another couple came along and set up about only 20 yards from us. They were an attractive couple in their thirties. It became pretty obvious that they were putting on a show for us. They started spooning together whilst facing us. We could tell each time he thrust into her from behind because of the way she moaned as she ground her hips into him. She was watching us and smiling as he played with one of her boobs. She started to squeeze her other nipple, smirking at us. My wife and I also started getting turned on. We began to slowly touch more of each other, watching them and getting horny ourselves. At some point, we were so excited by their show that we started to spoon as well, whilst facing them. I tried to match his thrust with my own performance, gliding my erection inside Claire, carefully slow fucking her on the beach whilst trying to avoid the attentions of the other people around us! But the couple we were watching were way ahead of us and didn't seem to care about getting caught. Soon they started to cum. We stopped playing as we watched them orgasm together. They seemed to exchange some words together the look over and smile at us. Suddenly, they got up together. Claire and I both thought they were going to walk over to us, but once they'd brushed off the sand from their bodies, they moved towards the shore to wash each other. I think Claire and I were both entranced by what we saw. As they walked together his very big cock was swinging in the breeze. The woman held our attention the most. She was a Goddess - attractive, with fantastic breasts and huge nipples. We saw her reach down to play with her man's cock, trying to make him fully hard again. They teased each other by the shore in front of everyone. Our interest in them both was very obvious. So we stared. We weren't the only ones. The whole beach seemed to be awestruck, enthralled by this amazing couple. Dazzling hot sexual tension settled over the beach. Claire was very wet and I was really hard. For a while, we'd disengaged our spooning sex to watch them walking and playing in the surf. But now Claire was so horny that she rolled me on to my back, then got on top of me. She sat in a reverse cow-girl position so she could continue to look at them playing together as she fucked me! It didn't matter to her that it would be obvious to every other couple on the beach what she was doing with me! It was so exciting that we didn't care. She rode me up and down as our naked performers came back up towards us from the shore. The guy went back to their blanket and laid out in the sun, watching us. His girl (we never got their names) walked slowly toward us like the Goddess she was. I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits. She came right up to our towels, smiling with hungry eyes. By now, it was very obvious to everyone that we were having sex openly on the beach, just like that other couple had been. Claire swung herself around on my cock. Once she could get a much deeper fit inside - by facing me - she started to ride me very hard. I concentrated on not cumming as she ground into me. The Goddess sat down on the edge of our towel, right beside us. Then she spoke in a soft whisper. She asked if we enjoyed their show. Her silken voice broke our horny spell. We laughed and said that we did. Between grunts, we asked her "couldn't she tell?!!!" Then she asked if she could watch and join in. Claire agreed without any hesitation or shame. It was such a huge turn on for me! Both gals nipples were very erect from the ocean breeze. I watched, close to cumming, as our stranger reached out to play with Claire's tits. At the same time, she put her other hand between her own legs. I tried reaching out to play with the nipples of this Goddess but she soon brushed my hand away. She wouldn't let me go further. but I didn't mind - I'd lost it already. Claire was exceptionally hot by this point and she started cumming, just like I did. This seemed to turn the other gal into a volcano too. We were all grinding our pubic bones as we came - knowing we were being watched. The Goddess fingered herself to a massive orgasm - it was very loud! The whole beach must have heard her moaning. People were everywhere now, watching us, but we didn't care! I could see her man was hard again and was openly playing with his big cock whilst laying on their blanket. He wasn't the only guy doing that whilst watching us! The Goddess and her hung lover started a sexual tidal wave that spread to other couples on the beach. We still weren't finished. After cumming, Claire stayed on top of me, lust in her eyes, grinning, exhausted. At that point, the Goddess leaned over and between us. She gave Claire a deep kiss that lasted about a minute. Claire was so sensitive that she came again just from the kiss! The Goddess had broken the spell between us, striking the moment like a bell. Her voice run through our bodies when she ended her kiss and said "thank youuuuuu" whilst staring deeply into Claire's eyes. Still sitting on my cock, Claire seemed to cum again just from the eye contact. I had a clear view only inches from the Goddess's wet pussy as she bent over Claire. I started fucking Claire again, the moment was so hot. It really was the wildest moment of our lives. It's something we still get very horny just thinking about. Having got what she wanted, the Goddess got up and walked back to her blanket and without saying another word, mounted her man. She started fucking him heavily, surrounded by a wall of erections. Claire got off of me and leaned down to lick my cum and her juices off my cock, keeping me hard. After I was clean she laid beside me and we made out like teenagers (we were so young then). We started having sex again, whilst watching the other couple fuck like crazy in front of the gathered crowd of horny couples and men. Eventually it had to end. As our horny, exhausting spell broke, we became aware how much the atmosphere of the beach had changed, everyone aroused by our performance. We started to feel a little awkward laying there after such a hot show. Some guys were getting a little too close with their cocks. It was amazing to see so many people getting turned on. Yet we also knew enough that we had to come to our senses. We decided to leave before the Goddess and her man finished fucking. Our only regret is not getting to talk to them. There were just too many people around by that stage. That experience was only one of several adventures we shared in California, including visiting our new friends at the hippie commune with a similarly intense encounter. My new wife Claire turned out to be a very wild entertainer! Some time later I discovered that wildness ran not only through Claire and Carol, but throughout her family. Now I always thought her sister, Cammie, was prudish and repressed. Over the years, I learned that she'd changed. I started getting the impression that she was becoming much more alike with my wife - her younger sister - Claire. Some Catholics like my SIL feel bad about being naked. Don't get my wrong, I'm also Catholic and can say, generally, we don't think nudity is sinful. However, unlike my wife and her female friends who were very open, Cammie seemed to have a hangup about nudity. Maybe, back then, I think it was more to do with Cammie's own body confidence than up-bringing or religion. But as she got older, Cammie turned out to be a lot of fun which Claire and I both enjoyed. Let me share how that happened... As I said, the eldest SIL and MIL were nightmares to live with. Claire and I could only stand living with the in-laws for so long before it eventually drove us crazy. We had to get out. Since we connected so well with Cammie, we three agreed to move out together and rent a large beach-side cottage with ocean views. By that time my wife was on her way to being a school teacher and I'd become a fireman working nights. I'd often hang around the house during the day, on-call. I was working over the night watch and would typically come back to the cottage around 9 a.m to sleep during the day. During daylight hours, Claire worked at school which meant that with our different work schedules, we often didn't have opportunities for sex. Not long after we'd all moved to the beach house, my wife had fallen pregnant so I wasn't getting much action at home anyway. I woke up one day for a late lunch and was really hungry but also super horny. Rather than eat, I stayed in the bedroom to satisfy my need to cum. I laid on the bed watching some porn, playing with myself. I planned to cum quickly and then afterwards get something to eat. Out of habit, I put on my clumsy headset to listen to the sounds of orgasm whilst I watched a video from our secret porn collection. (Claire was into them too.) I put on a typical film involving an inter-racial orgy with big black cocks banging big tit blondes. The type of thing we'd definitely want to keep secret from our southern friends...and after what had happened with Carol, secret from our family! Watching porn wasn't unusual for me or my wife as we'd watched them together whilst playing with ourselves. Now however, I was alone and horny. For context, our bedroom was arranged such that the door was beside the head of the bed which was opposite the tv screen. What I didn't know was that the ocean breeze had blown ajar my bedroom door. I was busily enjoying the porn and, as it happened, I didn't notice until too late that the door was slightly open. Yep, you guessed it, after only a short while living together, I was caught masturbating by my prudish SIL!!! The good news is that I discovered she wasn't actually that prudish after all... Cammie later told me that she'd finished university earlier than expected and was apparently looking for me, calling out my name. She then assumed she was alone and came wandering through the house not expecting to 'see' me. I had my headset volume up and also thinking I was alone, was jerking pretty hard. I was so focused on the porn and was really going for it being so horny. My SIL later admitted that as she approached the door, she was so amazed by my horny state, that she couldn't help watching as I masturbated intensely towards my orgasm. The moment I realized I was caught was like a whirlwind and it altered our connection... forever. I was right at the point of cumming when I heard her say something like, "Oh..." at which point I suddenly became aware of her at the door. Surprised, I looked at her as we both made eye contact. In that instant it was clear that she'd been watching my cock and was smiling at my hot frenzied state. It should be no surprise that I immediately shot my load! The first burst of cum went over my head and hit the pillow nearest to her. The rest of it landed on my chest, stomach and thighs. My eyes rolled backwards and as I came I watched the expression on her face. I was so incredibly startled and so turned on that I came, very, very hard. Cammie was stunned! Within an instant of losing control I felt a mad panic as I tried to leap off the bed. But as I hurled myself from the mattress, I'd forgotten that my headset was tangled around me, twisted in my limbs. Knowing that I hadn't been able to cover myself in time - that I'd just cum wildly in front of my SIL - I stood up far too quickly (for someone who hadn't eaten). My mind blowing orgasm was replaced with a rush of blood to my head which made my legs fade, my body weak and my sight go dark. I was mumbling an excuse about not seeing her whilst I staggered toward the door to close it. My hands were covering my dripping cock as dizziness overcame me and I started to collapse. Seeing my state, Cammie unfroze her vision of my orgasm and stepped through the doorway. She reached out her arms to catch me as I staggered straight into her! Unfortunately she put her hand right in the middle of my cum covered chest and I let go of my cum-covered cock to grab her shoulders for support. With cum all over our hands, it couldn't have been more embarrassing for both of us! Once I got my balance, Cammie started laughing and said something like "Whoa there cowboy - you're gonna get a gal pregnant". It was obviously a joke about her sister/my wife who was with child. I steadied myself against her, hiding my face in shame. I fired back some smart reply - "yeah, being pregnant is why I'm in here doing this on my own!" Cammie laughed again and said "we'll have to wash the evidence away won't we". At that point she stepped further inside the room, then turned and wiped my cum off her hand onto the nearby pillow case on the bed. I was apologizing and too embarrassed to look her in the eye. She shushed me and said "You're still dizzy cowboy, lay back down before you drip all over the floor". I said I had to wash up but she guided me back onto the bed. She looked at me up then down and said she'd get a washcloth. As I lay naked on the bed, cum all over my body, I didn't bother to cover myself. Cammie went to our bathroom and I heard water running, then she came out with a wet facecloth. Staring at my cock, she walked over to me and said "poor man, it's all over you, What a load that was!" Then to my surprise, she bent over and started washing my thighs and stomach. Her touch was electric. I couldn't help it, I started getting hard again! As she moved up my thighs, she lifted my almost erect cock and started washing it, grinning at me as I lay there, frozen and not sure how to respond. My body knew what it wanted because I got rock solid between her hands! My now-not-so-prudish SIL stood and looked at me again and said, "Claire is going to hate it if the sheets gets stained so you better not come on the bed again. " With that she started laughing and playfully threw the facecloth onto my face. She laughed again and said "You can wash the rest of yourself, I'll clean the pillow case." With that she stripped the pillowcase from the pillow. But before she walked out, she took one more good look at my now very hard cock and said, "I'm going to make some coffee cowboy. Come join me when you've put out your fire." She winked and left the room... but didn't close the door! Not knowing or caring if she was still in the hallway, I pumped my cock to ecstasy. Thankfully, Cammie never said anything to Claire about what happened and what she had seen. Ever since then, there was a level of trust with one another that helped us to become a lot closer. Afterwards, when using the common bathroom, I didn't mind the door to our bedroom being left open. Cammie would learn that Claire and I were both nudists as neither of us bothered cover up in front of her. Cammie was also never shy in looking. Some time later, I eventually admitted to Cammie that her sister and I we were both exhibitionists and confessed that we'd made out on a beach in front of lots of other couples! Instead of being shocked, she was turned on and said I had an incredibly hot body and should be proud to show it. We started to confide more and more in one another about our various experiences. That's how I found out about some of her own adventures with her boyfriends - which gradually led to more and more fun between us all! To understand what happened in the years renting at that beach house, I need to explain that the place was actually just a makeshift cottage. The common bathroom was really just a large laundry room with a toilet and shower. It was connected to our room through one door and also had access to the main part of the cottage through another door. There were 7 rooms, 5 of which were sub-divided as cheaply as possible by the owner with do-it-yourself plasterboard and plywood sheets. As a consequence, the walls were really thin and there were several mis-alignment gaps because the sheets weren't joined properly at various points. The owner had never bothered to fill in or repair his cheap handiwork. In most cases, standing at a distance from the wall with a quick glance at each join, the mis-alignment gaps between the plywood sheets weren't so obvious as to be able to notice daylight streaming through from the other side. A very close inspection of the entire wall and of every joint would reveal the occasional peephole, when crouching low or standing quite high. You can guess where this is going, but no judgement OK? Over the years we rented with my SIL, we had many different cousins and relatives and friends visit or stay as overnight guests. My not-so-prudish SIL and our visitors would often use the adjoining bedroom or bathroom to change into or out of bathing suits and to shower afterwards. Yep, whenever I knew that they were getting naked in there, I'd go into our bedroom and peak through the gaps!!! It was always hot to watch and listen. My wife knew all of this and would often do the same - peaking whenever there were guys changing. It was our very, very hot secret!!! We both enjoyed whispering late into the evening about what we'd seen and heard. We'd lay in bed talking about every hot moment and get very turned on about our peeking games. I saw both of my 2 SIL's and many cousins and friends changing. In the adjoining bedroom, we even saw my own sister and her huge-cock hubby having sex - although the viewing position through that gap wasn't perfect for seeing the bed. We heard a lot more than what we could see but it was still a turn on for us! Afterwards, we'd get so horny that we didn't mind them hearing us have wild sex too. When the opportunity came up with my SIL, we'd let ourselves go, moaning as we came. Our voyeurism fueled the exhibitionist fantasies that we shared and we both got bolder and bolder, getting caught several times in our cottage by friends and family! Eventually, my not-so-prudish SIL noticed the gap in the walls too. That happened when, one day I thought I heard movement near to our magic wall. I was changing into my swimwear, readying myself to join Cammie on the beach. When I heard movement, I decided to move in front of the gap and put on a show. Once I'd finished, I quickly changed then rushed around the corner, catching her as I nonchalantly announced that I was ready to swim. She hopped back from the wall, her face flushed very red and she was smiling at what she'd seen. YES! She'd definitely discovered our secret magic wall. Nothing was said but from then on, I knew for certain that Cammie liked to watch my body. I'd regularly listen out for movement or the sound of the door opening so that I could intentionally give her plenty of hot visions of me stroking my hard cock, talking to myself about how I needed to fuck so bad. At first, I tried not to make things too obvious for her. When the opportunity came up, I began playing with myself until I came. Eventually these performances got hotter and hotter. They became one of many events that later led to a near 40 year on-again, off-again affair with Cammie! It turns out catching me on the bed masturbating, watching me cum to ecstasy was one of Cammie's biggest turn ons. She had been hungry for my cock ever since and was secretly obsessed with me! After all this time, I look back and part of me does think that I married the wrong sister! I love Claire especially with everything we've shared together, but truthfully, it's always been Cammie who has known how to drive me completely crazy. She is the least prudish, repressed Catholic I know! Being a psychologist I should have figured out much sooner in my life that she was a very open minded woman The years in that cottage turned me into a walking, living, breathing erection. It was a very horny house for all of us! There are a few other great memories I can share. I mentioned that we often had friends drop by. People would visit us for a day at the beach and we'd let them use our common bathroom to change into bathing suits and shower afterwards. One time, I got surprised when the door from the bathroom opened to our room and our friend's attractive, barely-18 year old daughter came through the "wrong" door to get changed. She stood there for what seemed like a very long time, smiling that she'd caught me naked. She told me she was heading down to the beach and asked if I needed her to carry anything down. As she tried to make conversation and get changed herself, I stood there watching, nervous that someone else would come inside the cottage and see us naked together. I was afraid to respond to her attempts at conversation as my voice was cracking from my nerves. But she kept talking anyway, watching as my cock was getting hard and starting to twitch up from seeing her exposed body. Eventually she made it obvious that she was staring, then looked up directly into my eyes and said "I'm sorry. It'll be hard to swim with that surprise". She smiled again, then walked straight past me (within a hands width of my cock), watching it throb and stand up for her naughty attention. As soon as she left the room, with her still waiting for me in the hallway, door wide open, I began jerking my cock, very heavily. She definitely knew the affect she'd had on me because she 'entered' the bedroom again, only moments after I'd cum. She playfully asked me if I was ready to join her! Thankfully that wasn't the last time that she or her mother made a beach visit to our cottage. Nor was it the last time that my hard cock throbbed in front of her gorgeous form! There were some very fun days at that cottage... Now back when Claire was pregnant, we'd told our closest friends, Eileen and Bob, about our nude California beach visits. They were very keen to experience that kind of fun themselves. I guess we knew something would eventually happen with them. But our friendship had slowed down somewhat after they were married and whilst Claire was going through motherhood. As summer approached, we all tried to make an active effort to be more social. We started meeting up regularly, together with some old college friends. We were four straight couples. Occasionally there was another couple who would join us - they were lesbians and with the politics of the age, not openly out of the closet. For the rest of the world, they lived together - nothing more than 'just friends'. We all knew that lie was necessary - one of the women taught in a church school and she needed to be discrete. Her teachers salary wasn't much and that gave her an excuse to rent a room with a friend. Most of the couples were also teachers too, like Claire. With everyone on starting pay scales, our entertainment was on a budget and definitely not the expensive evening kind. But we had a lot of fun anyway. We played lots of card games and rather than gambling, often joked about strip poker for the losers. Twister was a popular game at the time, and we all played full-contact (clothed) Twister together. That brought a lot of intimacy and fired up special tensions which eventually played themselves out through swinging as we outed ourselves, one-by-one to this group of friends. We eventually slept with all of them. Claire with her pregnant belly and Eileen were always the most playful of the seven women in the group. Our connection to Bob and Eileen became closer and closer. After our baby, the three other guys in the group, but especially Bob, were very curious about Claire's breastfeeding. Since everyone knew she was a nudist, Claire wasn't shy about opening her shirt and letting her breasts hang out. They were always full of milk and physically twice as large as normal. Her nipples and areola had also become much darker than her usual fair northern European skin color. I always enjoyed watching all the guys secretly go crazy in front of their wives whilst eyeing Claire's glorious body. Our first genuine swinging experience happened the following spring with Bob and Eileen. They went with us (and our baby) to a local nude beach, one warm weekend. Bob had a big 4WD and pre-season we could drive out onto the beach. We found a nice sand dune with a bowl type depression beyond the dune, largely out of sight from any passers by. We unloaded everything - coolers, blankets, towels, umbrella for the baby. We also had a one year old German Shepard. We sat nervously, knowing what we all wanted to do, but not knowing who would make the first move or how far we would all go. I decided to take the dog for a quick run along the beach to let Bob have some private fun with the two women. I knew that Claire would not be shy. When I got back there was no one in sight. I staked the dog out under the shade of the 4WD and quietly walked over the dune. What I found was beautiful. Shining skin under the sun, there were three people laid out naked on the blanket. Bob was in the middle of discretely holding hands with both women and sporting a nice solid erection. To break their tension, I walked over to the cooler and said something like, "Glad you started without me". Almost instantly, Eileen jumped up as if caught. She stood at attention and turned to face me head on, aware that she was completely nude. I smiled and looked her up and down. She's tall, 5'9" and a beautiful woman. Her breasts were larger than Clairé's milk-full feeding breasts. Curiously, her nipples were partly inverted (I later found out that when they became erect, they fully popped out for display.) Her complexion was also very fair with light, trimmed, reddish pubic hair. Her husband Bob was a very big guy, 250 lbs, 5'10" and solid. He had bad knees from high school football but had kept his muscular physique. When I announced myself, Bob quickly rolled away from Claire (possibly not wanting me to know that they'd been holding hands.) His erection had been bouncing around but now deflated as I continued to interrupt their fun with more conversation. Claire stood up, took a towel and then sat on the side of the dune facing us all - with her legs spread just enough to reveal her glistening pussy. Bob couldn't help but look, and as it turned out, Claire had been doing more than just holding Bob's hand! She was clearly very wet and he quickly became hard again. I offered beer or wine from the cooler. Bob reached up and took a beer from me. Claire declined because of breastfeeding but Eileen took a cup of Sangria. She was nervous standing naked about a foot away from me. From my knowledge of her I may have been only the second man, after Bob, to see her completely naked. Her face and chest were blushing red. She sipped the wine and spilled a few drops on her breasts. She blushed even redder as my attention was drawn to her body. Claire stood up again and walked toward the baby's portable bed, shaded under an umbrella. She squeezed between Eileen and Bob and I saw her deliberately brush against his re-inflated dick. He looked startled but tried to hide his reaction. Meanwhile, Eileen looked me up and down. I had taken my t-shirt off before my run but was wearing cut-off jeans. I was still in good shape with my runner's body, with some muscle as a Fireman and former Marine. I proudly remember my hard, flat belly from those years. Eileen said something like, "Aren't you going to join us?" I held up my beer to indicate that I was also drinking with them too. She frowned and Claire laughed and said something like, "I think she wants to see you naked." I teased Eileen by asking if that was what she really wanted. She stuttered, "Yes. I mean No. I mean, join us." Bob thought it was funny to see his wife so embarrassed about wanting to see me. I gave Eileen my beer to hold, put my hand on her bare shoulder and reached down to take my shorts off. Since my hand was resting on her shoulder, only inches above her naked breasts, that made her blush even more. Fully naked, I handed her my shorts and took my beer back. I casually stepped back a little to give her a better look and then said something like, "Are you happy now?" As soon as I had seen all three of them naked on the dunes, I had gotten a hard-on. Bob laughed and spit a mouthful of beer when he saw Eileen's gaze drop to my cock. It was pointing straight at her and without taking her hungry eyes off my cock, Eileen said, "Thank you" and continued to stare. I immediately responded, "My pleasure" which got Bob laughing and caused his erection to bounce again. I saw that the blushing in Eileen's face was fading but her fair skin was increasingly pink from arousal. To tease her some more, I tossed Bob some sun tan lotion and told him he might want to put some on Eileen before "her tits burned". That drew everyone's attention to Eileen breasts again. Bob agreed and stood up next to Eileen. He placed some lotion into the palm of his hands then he slowly rubbed her breasts. Claire and I watched their reactions. Standing in front of us, Eileen was embarrassed but enjoying the attention. Her inverted nipples popped out for show. Bob's cock was also getting very hard which did not go unnoticed by Claire. I said to Eileen, you might want to put some lotion "on that - before it gets burned too!" She laughed and said something like, "No, he can do that himself. He can't control himself if I do it." Still seated, Claire grinned. She was only about two feet away, eye-level with Bob's cock. She said, "Bob, if you want I'll do that for you." Bob's answer was, "Well, if Eileen doesn't want to do it then..." That got him a playful punch on the arm and she grabbed his cock, giving it a pull in front of us. Eileen was right. As she rubbed the sun lotion onto Bob's cock, she had to stop. He was very close to coming in her hand and seeing his excitement had turned us all on a lot. With my hard cock still pointing skyward, I went over and laid down where Eileen had been. Claire was seated on the side of the blanket where she had previously been laying. Before Eileen could lay down, Bob realized that he was going to have to lay down beside Claire - or he'd be stuck laying next to me! Being homophobic, as we all were in the 70s, he quickly scooted to the other side of Claire. She'd been sitting up watching Eileen play with Bob's cock. Finally Eileen lay on my other side so that I was sandwiched between her on one side and Claire on the other- just like Bob had been. I couldn't have hoped for more. After a few minutes Eileen reached over and held my hand. Gradually, I loosened our grip, then placed my hand upon her naked hip - just inches from her pubic hair. I felt her body quiver and ever-so-slowly, I moved my hand closer to her pubes and pussy. I couldn't tell how much Bob could see but I didn't think he would object given that Claire had already held his cock earlier that morning. He and Claire were soon having similar fun together. We enjoyed a lot of talking, blushing and discrete touching between the four of us. Unfortunately, with a young baby, little disturbances happen. Heavy petting was about all that occurred that first beach trip together and the real action would have to wait for another time. We later progressed to a full on couples swap with Bob and Eileen. Those were some very hot swinging experiences! They've remained life long friends... and we still swing together.

(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.