2008-04-22
New Wife Swap Story
2008-03-26
Bonnie's First Coupon
Timing is everything. This time Mother Nature cooperated beautifully. It was Super Bowl weekend. My wife, Bonnie, is not big on football, but I seldom miss a good game. Our compromise is that I get to stay home and watch the game with a couple of my friends while Bonnie and a couple of her friends go shopping. All in all, not a bad arrangement.
For the Super Bowl I had invited a recently separated friend of ours from Manassas - Stan - to come spend the weekend with us. And, of course our next-door neighbor, Frank. Bonnie elected to go out to meet two of her friends at the mall. Since that left their husbands, Mark and Greg, with nothing to do, I invited them to come watch the game, too.
The guys started arriving around three-thirty. Bonnie was meeting her friends at five-thirty at the mall for dinner and shopping. Well, we live in Virginia. You may remember that on that particular Sunday we were just beginning to get hit with a big ice storm. Around four o'clock we got hit with a world-class storm. The streets iced over, the malls closed, and it became obvious that the girls were not going to get to go shopping that day. Bonnie was stuck at home with us.
Then the unthinkable happened: the electricity went out. I did find a battery-run radio we could listen to the game on, but it just wasn't the same. Regardless, we were stuck; no one was going anywhere in that storm! At least we had plenty of beer and snacks, and a nice fire was burning in the fireplace with plenty of fire wood to keep us warm. We closed the doors to the family room to keep the heat in, and it made a nice haven from the storm. While we were waiting for kickoff we were talking about what to do and where to go around Richmond. Bonnie was out in the kitchen getting munchies and beer, and I mentioned the Melting Pot, where I took Bonnie on our first outing. With her out of the room, and under the influence of the raging testosterone, the beer, and the camaraderie, I told more about that evening than I had intended. I did not go into everything that transpired, but I did give a fairly explicit description of having Bonnie show her tits to our waiter. My story met with overwhelming and nearly universal disbelief.
After that evening and one other adventure, Bonnie gave me a gift of six 'anything' coupons, redeemable upon demand. This seemed like a good time to try one out. I slipped out into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of chips to take in to the family room. As I reached for a cooler of beer with my other hand, I said to Bonnie, 'Would you take this for me, please?' and handed her one of the coupons. Of course she took it, and by the time she realized what it was, I was out the door and back into the family room.
According to the rules of the arrangement, I have total control from the moment she receives the coupon. Bonnie has to do whatever I tell her to, when I tell her to do it, with no argument and no hesitation. The idea that she has no control over what she does releases her from any responsibility for her actions {at least that's the way she explained it to me}. She hibernated in the kitchen for a while, until I called out for her to come back in and join us. She came into the family room and sat beside me on the couch, with Stan on her other side. Since we listening to the game instead of watching it on TV, we had arranged ourselves in a loose circle around the coffee table and the food. Bonnie didn't say anything; she just came in and sat on the couch looking nervous.
As the game went on and the beer flowed she relaxed. Near the end of the first quarter she got up to go to the bathroom. I pulled her back down and whispered in her ear that she was to take off her bra before she came back. She didn't reply, she just swallowed nervously and left. After she was out of the room, I said to those in the group who were skeptical of my account of the evening at The Melting Pot, 'When Bonnie comes back, notice that she has removed her bra.' When she returned with that telltale bounce under her button-down shirt I saw some grins. I guess they were beginning to wonder if I might really be telling the truth. At the end of the quarter, someone - Greg, I think - said he had an anniversary coming up and wanted to go out somewhere nice. He said that someone had suggested The Melting Pot and asked innocently if any of us had ever been there. I said that we had been there a couple of months ago and I had really enjoyed it. 'How about you, Bonnie? Did you have a good time, too?' I asked. Blushing, she gave me a dirty look, then said to Greg, 'Yes, it was a very enjoyable evening.' He persisted, 'What made it special?' She hesitated and looked at me. 'Tell him the truth, Honey. Tell him what happened.' 'Everything?' 'Yes, everything. These are friends. It's OK for them to know.' 'But Tom,' she argued, 'it's embarrassing, and they'll think I'm a terrible person!'
'Bonnie,' I said, 'you're arguing and hesitating. You just earned a punishment to remind you that you have to do what I say, when I say, with no argument and no hesitation. Now go ahead and tell them what happened. You know penalties for not following the rules are always worse that the original demand, and you already earned one.' She hung her head and said, 'He made me show my breasts to our waiter.'
Shouts of 'No Way! Outstanding! All right!' echoed around the room. When the noise died down I said 'Thank you, Bonnie. I'm proud of you. Now, about your reminder/punishment: instead of just telling them you showed your breasts, you are going to show them what you did. Unbutton your blouse just like you did in the restaurant.' 'Honey, come on. Not in front of all these guys! I just CAN'T!' 'You're arguing again, Bonnie. That, too, will cost you. Now do what I told you to do. Unbutton your blouse.'
You could have heard a pin drop as she reached up to unbutton the top button. She opened it, then the second one, then the third. At this point we could see the inside curve of her breasts. Glancing at me, she unbuttoned the fourth button, and finally, the last button. Her blouse was now open to her waist, but still covering her breasts. 'Good. Now, Bonnie, show them how you showed yourself to our waiter.' Still looking at the floor, her hands slowly rose to grip the sides of her blouse. Then clutched the blouse with both hands and looked at me and shook her head. 'I'm sorry, Tom. I'm just too embarrassed. I can't.'
'Bonnie, look. The deal is that I have complete control. I'm not going to let anything bad happen. But you're not going to get out of this. You have to do it. Now no more hesitation. Open your blouse and show them your breasts.' She looked at me, then at the floor. Then she took a deep breath, wet her lips, and slowly pulled apart the sides of her blouse, allowing an unobstructed view of her magnificent breasts. Holding her blouse open, she asked me 'Is this really what you want me to do?' 'Yes, my love, it is. As I said, I am very, very proud of you. Now since it's so cosy and warm in here, you really won't need that any more. Your first penalty is that you don't get to wear your blouse at all this afternoon. Give it to me.' She slid her blouse off her arms and allowed me to take it with only token resistance. So there she sat, topless, in front of five guys. But she sat up straight and didn't try to cover up. She seemed embarrassed, but determined to do whatever I asked.
If any of the guys had been doubting what I had told them, all skepticism was gone now. They all sat there, enraptured but the sight. They complimented her and encouraged her, congratulating her on being so brave. Slowly she relaxed a little, and even managed a little smile and a 'thank you'. After a minute or two, I said, 'I'm afraid you're not quite done yet, Bonnie. You argued with me twice, so you still have another punishment to do. Tell them what else I made you do in the restaurant.' It got very quiet in the room. 'You made me you show the waiter my pussy,' she said, almost in a whisper. 'That is what will be your second punishment now. Please stand up.' Slowly she stood up in front of the couch. 'Bonnie,' I said, 'take off your jeans.' You could tell she was absolutely dying of embarrassment, but she slowly unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans, and worked them down over her hips and onto the floor. She was wearing low-cut white panties, and you could see the bulge of her mound and the dark shadow of her pubic hair. She started to sit down, but I said, 'No, not yet, Honey. They still can't see your pussy. Take off your panties, too.' She took a deep breath {which did wonderful things for her breasts}, hooked her thumbs into the waist band, and slowly, hesitantly, pulled off her last skimp of cover. She was now stood totally, completely naked in front of five men. There was a round of spontaneous applause, and a whole series of heartfelt compliments. She sat back down of the couch and covered her face with her hands. 'I can't believe I did this. I am so totally embarrassed! Please don't let anyone else know about this, guys. I'd just die of embarrassment!'
Everyone quickly assured her that none of this would leave the room. I said, 'I think they'll all keep your secret, Bonnie. But since you're already naked, I want to prove a point to you. You know I love to show off your body. It's exciting for me, and I've always said the any guy lucky enough to catch a glimpse of it would enjoy it and really appreciate it. I don't think you truly believe that, so here's what we're going to do: We're all fairly typical males here. I want to be sure each guy here gets a good long look at your body -- all of your body -- and I want you to see how much we all admire and love looking at you. I want you to know in your heart how much an average guy appreciates it when he gets a chance to see your body. Stand up again, and go around the circle and stand in front of each guy. Let him look at you, front and back -- even touch or caress you if he wants to. Give him a chance to really appreciate you. And while each of them is doing that, I want you to watch them and see how much they are enjoying the opportunity you are giving them. Then maybe you'll understand what a favor you are doing for any man who gets a chance to see your body.'
She didn't say a word, just got up and went over and stood in front of Mark, whom she probably knew least well of any of us. She slowly turned in a complete circle. When she was facing him again, he shyly reached out and stroked the side of her breast. 'Beautiful,' was all he said. Bonnie walked on to stand in front of Greg. He was less shy. He reached out and cupped both breasts, weighing them in his hands, and running his thumbs across her hard nipples. As she turned, he let his hands slide over her ass, and when she was once again facing him, his hand was on her vagina, cupping her sex. 'I can feel her wetness,' he said. 'That is SO SEXY! Thank you, Bonnie.' She was breathing hard as she moved on to Frank. Frank, of course, was intimately familiar with her body, and immediately eased two fingers up inside her while he leaned forward and sucked her nipple. A groan escaped from her lips, and she tilted her head back to enjoy the sensation. 'Hurry up over there!' Stan said. He was next in line. Bonnie smiled, did a quick turn in front of Frank, and came to stand in front of Stan. Stan ran his hands down her sides and reached around to cup her ass. He pulled her toward him and planted a kiss directly on her vagina. Judging from her reaction, his tongue stroked her clit. She moaned again. She turned around for him and was back where she started.
'Thank you, Bonnie. You have made this a very special night for all of us. It's only fair, now, that it is special for you, too. Sit down on the couch here.' I pulled one leg over my leg and Stan, catching on quickly, did the same on her other side. Bonnie was now wide open to their gaze, her most intimate parts clearly revealed. She was breathing hard and her sex glistened in the light of the fire. 'You have been very good tonight. I know you are very turned on, and you have earned the right to reach a climax. Go ahead and bring yourself off, My Love. Let us watch you cum.' As her hands slid toward her vagina, she laid her head back on the couch and there, in front of her very appreciative audience, allowed herself to experience a more intense orgasm than I would have thought humanly possible.
And that's how it happened that Mother Nature allowed us to enjoy the most erotic and exciting night of our lives to date. It was a wonderful experience for everyone - we even got a thank you note! - and the best part is that I still have five more coupons!
For the Super Bowl I had invited a recently separated friend of ours from Manassas - Stan - to come spend the weekend with us. And, of course our next-door neighbor, Frank. Bonnie elected to go out to meet two of her friends at the mall. Since that left their husbands, Mark and Greg, with nothing to do, I invited them to come watch the game, too.
The guys started arriving around three-thirty. Bonnie was meeting her friends at five-thirty at the mall for dinner and shopping. Well, we live in Virginia. You may remember that on that particular Sunday we were just beginning to get hit with a big ice storm. Around four o'clock we got hit with a world-class storm. The streets iced over, the malls closed, and it became obvious that the girls were not going to get to go shopping that day. Bonnie was stuck at home with us.
Then the unthinkable happened: the electricity went out. I did find a battery-run radio we could listen to the game on, but it just wasn't the same. Regardless, we were stuck; no one was going anywhere in that storm! At least we had plenty of beer and snacks, and a nice fire was burning in the fireplace with plenty of fire wood to keep us warm. We closed the doors to the family room to keep the heat in, and it made a nice haven from the storm. While we were waiting for kickoff we were talking about what to do and where to go around Richmond. Bonnie was out in the kitchen getting munchies and beer, and I mentioned the Melting Pot, where I took Bonnie on our first outing. With her out of the room, and under the influence of the raging testosterone, the beer, and the camaraderie, I told more about that evening than I had intended. I did not go into everything that transpired, but I did give a fairly explicit description of having Bonnie show her tits to our waiter. My story met with overwhelming and nearly universal disbelief.
After that evening and one other adventure, Bonnie gave me a gift of six 'anything' coupons, redeemable upon demand. This seemed like a good time to try one out. I slipped out into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of chips to take in to the family room. As I reached for a cooler of beer with my other hand, I said to Bonnie, 'Would you take this for me, please?' and handed her one of the coupons. Of course she took it, and by the time she realized what it was, I was out the door and back into the family room.
According to the rules of the arrangement, I have total control from the moment she receives the coupon. Bonnie has to do whatever I tell her to, when I tell her to do it, with no argument and no hesitation. The idea that she has no control over what she does releases her from any responsibility for her actions {at least that's the way she explained it to me}. She hibernated in the kitchen for a while, until I called out for her to come back in and join us. She came into the family room and sat beside me on the couch, with Stan on her other side. Since we listening to the game instead of watching it on TV, we had arranged ourselves in a loose circle around the coffee table and the food. Bonnie didn't say anything; she just came in and sat on the couch looking nervous.
As the game went on and the beer flowed she relaxed. Near the end of the first quarter she got up to go to the bathroom. I pulled her back down and whispered in her ear that she was to take off her bra before she came back. She didn't reply, she just swallowed nervously and left. After she was out of the room, I said to those in the group who were skeptical of my account of the evening at The Melting Pot, 'When Bonnie comes back, notice that she has removed her bra.' When she returned with that telltale bounce under her button-down shirt I saw some grins. I guess they were beginning to wonder if I might really be telling the truth. At the end of the quarter, someone - Greg, I think - said he had an anniversary coming up and wanted to go out somewhere nice. He said that someone had suggested The Melting Pot and asked innocently if any of us had ever been there. I said that we had been there a couple of months ago and I had really enjoyed it. 'How about you, Bonnie? Did you have a good time, too?' I asked. Blushing, she gave me a dirty look, then said to Greg, 'Yes, it was a very enjoyable evening.' He persisted, 'What made it special?' She hesitated and looked at me. 'Tell him the truth, Honey. Tell him what happened.' 'Everything?' 'Yes, everything. These are friends. It's OK for them to know.' 'But Tom,' she argued, 'it's embarrassing, and they'll think I'm a terrible person!'
'Bonnie,' I said, 'you're arguing and hesitating. You just earned a punishment to remind you that you have to do what I say, when I say, with no argument and no hesitation. Now go ahead and tell them what happened. You know penalties for not following the rules are always worse that the original demand, and you already earned one.' She hung her head and said, 'He made me show my breasts to our waiter.'
Shouts of 'No Way! Outstanding! All right!' echoed around the room. When the noise died down I said 'Thank you, Bonnie. I'm proud of you. Now, about your reminder/punishment: instead of just telling them you showed your breasts, you are going to show them what you did. Unbutton your blouse just like you did in the restaurant.' 'Honey, come on. Not in front of all these guys! I just CAN'T!' 'You're arguing again, Bonnie. That, too, will cost you. Now do what I told you to do. Unbutton your blouse.'
You could have heard a pin drop as she reached up to unbutton the top button. She opened it, then the second one, then the third. At this point we could see the inside curve of her breasts. Glancing at me, she unbuttoned the fourth button, and finally, the last button. Her blouse was now open to her waist, but still covering her breasts. 'Good. Now, Bonnie, show them how you showed yourself to our waiter.' Still looking at the floor, her hands slowly rose to grip the sides of her blouse. Then clutched the blouse with both hands and looked at me and shook her head. 'I'm sorry, Tom. I'm just too embarrassed. I can't.'
'Bonnie, look. The deal is that I have complete control. I'm not going to let anything bad happen. But you're not going to get out of this. You have to do it. Now no more hesitation. Open your blouse and show them your breasts.' She looked at me, then at the floor. Then she took a deep breath, wet her lips, and slowly pulled apart the sides of her blouse, allowing an unobstructed view of her magnificent breasts. Holding her blouse open, she asked me 'Is this really what you want me to do?' 'Yes, my love, it is. As I said, I am very, very proud of you. Now since it's so cosy and warm in here, you really won't need that any more. Your first penalty is that you don't get to wear your blouse at all this afternoon. Give it to me.' She slid her blouse off her arms and allowed me to take it with only token resistance. So there she sat, topless, in front of five guys. But she sat up straight and didn't try to cover up. She seemed embarrassed, but determined to do whatever I asked.
If any of the guys had been doubting what I had told them, all skepticism was gone now. They all sat there, enraptured but the sight. They complimented her and encouraged her, congratulating her on being so brave. Slowly she relaxed a little, and even managed a little smile and a 'thank you'. After a minute or two, I said, 'I'm afraid you're not quite done yet, Bonnie. You argued with me twice, so you still have another punishment to do. Tell them what else I made you do in the restaurant.' It got very quiet in the room. 'You made me you show the waiter my pussy,' she said, almost in a whisper. 'That is what will be your second punishment now. Please stand up.' Slowly she stood up in front of the couch. 'Bonnie,' I said, 'take off your jeans.' You could tell she was absolutely dying of embarrassment, but she slowly unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans, and worked them down over her hips and onto the floor. She was wearing low-cut white panties, and you could see the bulge of her mound and the dark shadow of her pubic hair. She started to sit down, but I said, 'No, not yet, Honey. They still can't see your pussy. Take off your panties, too.' She took a deep breath {which did wonderful things for her breasts}, hooked her thumbs into the waist band, and slowly, hesitantly, pulled off her last skimp of cover. She was now stood totally, completely naked in front of five men. There was a round of spontaneous applause, and a whole series of heartfelt compliments. She sat back down of the couch and covered her face with her hands. 'I can't believe I did this. I am so totally embarrassed! Please don't let anyone else know about this, guys. I'd just die of embarrassment!'
Everyone quickly assured her that none of this would leave the room. I said, 'I think they'll all keep your secret, Bonnie. But since you're already naked, I want to prove a point to you. You know I love to show off your body. It's exciting for me, and I've always said the any guy lucky enough to catch a glimpse of it would enjoy it and really appreciate it. I don't think you truly believe that, so here's what we're going to do: We're all fairly typical males here. I want to be sure each guy here gets a good long look at your body -- all of your body -- and I want you to see how much we all admire and love looking at you. I want you to know in your heart how much an average guy appreciates it when he gets a chance to see your body. Stand up again, and go around the circle and stand in front of each guy. Let him look at you, front and back -- even touch or caress you if he wants to. Give him a chance to really appreciate you. And while each of them is doing that, I want you to watch them and see how much they are enjoying the opportunity you are giving them. Then maybe you'll understand what a favor you are doing for any man who gets a chance to see your body.'
She didn't say a word, just got up and went over and stood in front of Mark, whom she probably knew least well of any of us. She slowly turned in a complete circle. When she was facing him again, he shyly reached out and stroked the side of her breast. 'Beautiful,' was all he said. Bonnie walked on to stand in front of Greg. He was less shy. He reached out and cupped both breasts, weighing them in his hands, and running his thumbs across her hard nipples. As she turned, he let his hands slide over her ass, and when she was once again facing him, his hand was on her vagina, cupping her sex. 'I can feel her wetness,' he said. 'That is SO SEXY! Thank you, Bonnie.' She was breathing hard as she moved on to Frank. Frank, of course, was intimately familiar with her body, and immediately eased two fingers up inside her while he leaned forward and sucked her nipple. A groan escaped from her lips, and she tilted her head back to enjoy the sensation. 'Hurry up over there!' Stan said. He was next in line. Bonnie smiled, did a quick turn in front of Frank, and came to stand in front of Stan. Stan ran his hands down her sides and reached around to cup her ass. He pulled her toward him and planted a kiss directly on her vagina. Judging from her reaction, his tongue stroked her clit. She moaned again. She turned around for him and was back where she started.
'Thank you, Bonnie. You have made this a very special night for all of us. It's only fair, now, that it is special for you, too. Sit down on the couch here.' I pulled one leg over my leg and Stan, catching on quickly, did the same on her other side. Bonnie was now wide open to their gaze, her most intimate parts clearly revealed. She was breathing hard and her sex glistened in the light of the fire. 'You have been very good tonight. I know you are very turned on, and you have earned the right to reach a climax. Go ahead and bring yourself off, My Love. Let us watch you cum.' As her hands slid toward her vagina, she laid her head back on the couch and there, in front of her very appreciative audience, allowed herself to experience a more intense orgasm than I would have thought humanly possible.
And that's how it happened that Mother Nature allowed us to enjoy the most erotic and exciting night of our lives to date. It was a wonderful experience for everyone - we even got a thank you note! - and the best part is that I still have five more coupons!
Hank's Party
I was lying on Hank's bed, completely naked except for the heels strapped on my feet. My skirt and blouse were in a ball on the floor, or maybe kicked in the corner, I don't remember. I was drunk and spaced-out on three kinds of cold medicine. Tommy, my boyfriend, had told me not to bother with Hank's party, but I had been looking forward to seeing everybody for weeks, so I insisted on going. He brought me along, of course. He always brought me along. I was like a novelty act to him and all his friends. 'Chrissy The Crazy Townie,' they called me. They also called me 'Chrissy Snow,' because they said I looked just like the blond with the big boobs on that 70's sitcom 'Three's Company.'
Anyway, Tommy brought me to Hank's party, and now, despite my head-cold, I was lying completely naked on Hank's bed, wondering what they were going to do to me. Whatever it was, I would agree with it; I ALWAYS agreed with what they wanted to do. Nothing was ever out of the question unless it had to do with pain or bathroom games . . . and even then I was a good sport. Just as I was a good sport last July, when Buddy Rockwell, Tommy's friend from the softball league, sat me down in the backyard during a barbecue and pissed in my face. He said all he wanted was a blowjob, but the next thing I know, he's holding out his freckled, uncircumcised prick with his right hand and soaking my blond hair with a jet stream of warm yellow liquid; Buddy had been drinking beer for six straight hours.
But I was cool with almost anything. I watched Tommy and five of his friends standing around Hank's bed, grinning. I knew at that moment I was going to have to fuck them all . . . just as I always did. Just the thought of doing Tommy and Hank and Buddy {and Rick and Brad and Patrick} made my nipples tighten into tiny raisins . . . caused my cunt to secrete its fishy fluids. I reached a hand between my legs and touched myself. 'Now lick your fingers, slut,' someone said, and I did.
All six of the men were taking off their pants. Watching this got me even hotter. Tommy, who was completely naked except for his sweat-socks, climbed on Hank's bed with me. He kissed me tenderly on the mouth and told me to get on my hands and knees. I did. He got behind me and started slapping his dick against my ass. As he was doing this, Patrick knelt on the bed in front of me and told me to suck his cock.
'Blow me, bitch,' he said. I reached forward and grabbed his half-hard prick. It was extremely thick in my small hand. I jerked him off and tongued his balls. 'Oh yeah,' he said, and put a hand on my head. Around back, Tommy had worked his dick into my pussy--which wasn't a hard thing to do, considering I could probably fit TWO dicks up my cunt.
'Yeah, fuck my cunt,' I told Tommy, my pussy hungry for a good pounding. I leaned forward and sucked on Pat's cock, moaning as I got it from both ends.
Tommy was ready to orgasm. He wanted to do it in my mouth, as usual. 'Chrissy!' he said, which was my signal to turn around and eat whatever came out of his dick. I did. I tongued his balls as he jerked off, and when he started shooting his cream, I opened-up as wide as I could. He grunted and ejaculated a bucket. Most of it landed in my mouth, but not ALL of it; there was a nice white load dangling sloppily from my chin. I let it hang there and continued to suck Tommy's dick clean.
I turned around and asked who was next. Patrick, whose cock was semi-hard from the unfinished blowjob, stepped up to the plate. 'I'm gonna do your ass,' he announced proudly, and I knew exactly what this meant, since Pat {and Hank and Brad and Tommy} had fucked my ass at least five or six times over the last two years: This meant I had to get on all fours; this meant I had to arch my back and lift my ass in the air; this meant I had to spit on my hand and use my fingers to lubricate my own bum; this meant I had to keep my mouth open so Brad could fuck my face as Pat did my ass.
I did as I was supposed to do. Now there was a cock {Patrick's} in my ass and a cock {Brad's} in my mouth. I used my left hand to finger my clit. I came TWICE within two-and-a-half minutes. I moaned and sucked on Brad's purple five-incher. Tommy's come was still on my face. This turned Brad on. He kept saying, 'Yeah, you fucking slut. You got your boyfriend's jit all over you, and in a minute you're gonna have mine.' And it was true {the minute part}. Although when Brad hit his peak, he made the most ridiculous, unattractive face/noise I had ever head. He said, 'Oh, oh, oooohhh,' and, after pulling his prick from my mouth with a pop, started beating his meat like a madman. His eyes glazed over and veins popped in his neck. He started breathing in-and-out rapidly, screeching like a monkey; for all the noise and commotion he made, the only thing that came out of his dick was two small beads of cream that bubbled and ran down the side of his penis.
Pat's prick was still pounding my ass. There was so much room up there that every once in a while, his prick would slide out. And every time he put it back in, an air pocket would form, which caused the nastiest farting sounds.
'Hey bitch? Did you just fart?'
I giggled. 'Noooooo!'
'Well what the fuck was that noise?'
Tommy fucked my wide-sloppy tailpipe for five more minutes. When he came, he did it all over my ass. Warm, sticky white liquid trickled down the crack of my backside. Some of it went in my asshole, but I just rubbed this around with my fingers.
Next up: Hank, Rick, and Buddy. Hank and Rick made a sandwich out of me while Buddy sat by and got a blowjob {I warned him, before we got started, that he had better not piss in my face again, although Hank insured me that he wouldn't, not while he was kneeling on his bed, that is}. I was sitting on Hank's cock {it was up my ass}, while Rick was leaning over me fucking my cunt; and just for the record, Buddy pumped his cock in-and-out of my mouth--not one drop of piss involved. They liked to call this position 'All Holes Filled.' I liked to call this position 'Heaven on Earth.' No fooling. I know there are women out there who would call me a slut for fucking three guys at the same time {or for fucking SIX guys in one night}, but I have to admit, it turned me on. Actually, it more than 'turned me on,' it got me so hot I thought my pussy and ass were going to explode and shoot fireworks all over the room.
I moaned and pulled Buddy's prick out of my mouth. 'Yeah! Fuck my ass and pussy!'
'You're such a fucking slut, Chrissy,' Tommy said as he watched me. 'You love getting gangbanged, don't you?'
'Yes!'
Tommy sneered. 'Fucking whore.'
But I DID love it, and the fact that I can admit this puts me ahead of a lot of the bimbos out there. I am a woman who can express herself sexually, without worrying about getting stigmatized, or having her reputation trashed. God made me a woman who likes to do it all, so what? God made me woman who can have multiple explosive orgasms, so why not take advantage of it? Shit. I know plenty of women who can't achieve an orgasm at all, let alone SIX or SEVEN in one night. I know women who are afraid to masturbate, because they feel it's 'dirty' or 'unlady like,' and this makes me feel sad. But fuck it; I love sex and I will until the day I die.
I was coming at this very moment. Orgasm number four, I think it was. The intense pleasure ripped through me like a tidal wave, making my legs quiver and my cunt contract.
'Oh fuck!' I screamed, and this is when Rick pulled his prick out of my cunt and squirted in my hair; part of it got on my left shoulder as well. But Rick was quiet about it {all he did was pant a little bit and make a face that suggested he was struggling to control his orgasm} and I admired him for it; nothing turned me off more than a guy {like Brad} who made a huge ruckus when he came.
Then it was Hank's turn. He grunted and started jacking-off. I helped him pump his cock, sticking out my tongue to catch whatever came out . . . which was four quick warm spurts of semen. They went all over my face. I put his dick in my mouth and sucked it clean. I could taste my own ass, and this just got me even hotter.
I was covered in cream. Face, hair, shoulders, ass, pussy . . . some even tricking down my chest and between my tits. I loved how it made me feel. It made me feel dirty, like a filthy piece of garbage. And I wanted to be filthy, to be abused.
Buddy was the only one left. He was still kneeling next to me on the bed, stroking his hard dick in his hand.
'Fucking nuts,' Buddy said, and grabbed the back of my head. I swallowed his dick whole. He fucked my face and moaned and called me a nasty slut. Then he shot his load down my throat. There wasn't much, and I handled the warm globs of jit with relative ease.
'Shit, Chrissy,' Buddy said. 'You're a total whore.'
'I know,' I said.
'Doesn't this bother you?'
I wiped some of Rick's cream off my chin and tasted it. 'I love it,' I said.
All the guys got dressed. Tommy threw me a towel and told me told me to wipe myself off. He suggested that I get a shower as well, but I didn't like showering in other people's houses {I felt uncomfortable using stranger's bath towels, if you can believe this given my filthy reputation}, and I simply got dressed stinking of sex.
'You want a beer?' Tommy asked, holding a Bud in his hand.
I took it from him, smiled, and took a sip. Then the seven of us went out back and cooked a dozen hamburgers.
Anyway, Tommy brought me to Hank's party, and now, despite my head-cold, I was lying completely naked on Hank's bed, wondering what they were going to do to me. Whatever it was, I would agree with it; I ALWAYS agreed with what they wanted to do. Nothing was ever out of the question unless it had to do with pain or bathroom games . . . and even then I was a good sport. Just as I was a good sport last July, when Buddy Rockwell, Tommy's friend from the softball league, sat me down in the backyard during a barbecue and pissed in my face. He said all he wanted was a blowjob, but the next thing I know, he's holding out his freckled, uncircumcised prick with his right hand and soaking my blond hair with a jet stream of warm yellow liquid; Buddy had been drinking beer for six straight hours.
But I was cool with almost anything. I watched Tommy and five of his friends standing around Hank's bed, grinning. I knew at that moment I was going to have to fuck them all . . . just as I always did. Just the thought of doing Tommy and Hank and Buddy {and Rick and Brad and Patrick} made my nipples tighten into tiny raisins . . . caused my cunt to secrete its fishy fluids. I reached a hand between my legs and touched myself. 'Now lick your fingers, slut,' someone said, and I did.
All six of the men were taking off their pants. Watching this got me even hotter. Tommy, who was completely naked except for his sweat-socks, climbed on Hank's bed with me. He kissed me tenderly on the mouth and told me to get on my hands and knees. I did. He got behind me and started slapping his dick against my ass. As he was doing this, Patrick knelt on the bed in front of me and told me to suck his cock.
'Blow me, bitch,' he said. I reached forward and grabbed his half-hard prick. It was extremely thick in my small hand. I jerked him off and tongued his balls. 'Oh yeah,' he said, and put a hand on my head. Around back, Tommy had worked his dick into my pussy--which wasn't a hard thing to do, considering I could probably fit TWO dicks up my cunt.
'Yeah, fuck my cunt,' I told Tommy, my pussy hungry for a good pounding. I leaned forward and sucked on Pat's cock, moaning as I got it from both ends.
Tommy was ready to orgasm. He wanted to do it in my mouth, as usual. 'Chrissy!' he said, which was my signal to turn around and eat whatever came out of his dick. I did. I tongued his balls as he jerked off, and when he started shooting his cream, I opened-up as wide as I could. He grunted and ejaculated a bucket. Most of it landed in my mouth, but not ALL of it; there was a nice white load dangling sloppily from my chin. I let it hang there and continued to suck Tommy's dick clean.
I turned around and asked who was next. Patrick, whose cock was semi-hard from the unfinished blowjob, stepped up to the plate. 'I'm gonna do your ass,' he announced proudly, and I knew exactly what this meant, since Pat {and Hank and Brad and Tommy} had fucked my ass at least five or six times over the last two years: This meant I had to get on all fours; this meant I had to arch my back and lift my ass in the air; this meant I had to spit on my hand and use my fingers to lubricate my own bum; this meant I had to keep my mouth open so Brad could fuck my face as Pat did my ass.
I did as I was supposed to do. Now there was a cock {Patrick's} in my ass and a cock {Brad's} in my mouth. I used my left hand to finger my clit. I came TWICE within two-and-a-half minutes. I moaned and sucked on Brad's purple five-incher. Tommy's come was still on my face. This turned Brad on. He kept saying, 'Yeah, you fucking slut. You got your boyfriend's jit all over you, and in a minute you're gonna have mine.' And it was true {the minute part}. Although when Brad hit his peak, he made the most ridiculous, unattractive face/noise I had ever head. He said, 'Oh, oh, oooohhh,' and, after pulling his prick from my mouth with a pop, started beating his meat like a madman. His eyes glazed over and veins popped in his neck. He started breathing in-and-out rapidly, screeching like a monkey; for all the noise and commotion he made, the only thing that came out of his dick was two small beads of cream that bubbled and ran down the side of his penis.
Pat's prick was still pounding my ass. There was so much room up there that every once in a while, his prick would slide out. And every time he put it back in, an air pocket would form, which caused the nastiest farting sounds.
'Hey bitch? Did you just fart?'
I giggled. 'Noooooo!'
'Well what the fuck was that noise?'
Tommy fucked my wide-sloppy tailpipe for five more minutes. When he came, he did it all over my ass. Warm, sticky white liquid trickled down the crack of my backside. Some of it went in my asshole, but I just rubbed this around with my fingers.
Next up: Hank, Rick, and Buddy. Hank and Rick made a sandwich out of me while Buddy sat by and got a blowjob {I warned him, before we got started, that he had better not piss in my face again, although Hank insured me that he wouldn't, not while he was kneeling on his bed, that is}. I was sitting on Hank's cock {it was up my ass}, while Rick was leaning over me fucking my cunt; and just for the record, Buddy pumped his cock in-and-out of my mouth--not one drop of piss involved. They liked to call this position 'All Holes Filled.' I liked to call this position 'Heaven on Earth.' No fooling. I know there are women out there who would call me a slut for fucking three guys at the same time {or for fucking SIX guys in one night}, but I have to admit, it turned me on. Actually, it more than 'turned me on,' it got me so hot I thought my pussy and ass were going to explode and shoot fireworks all over the room.
I moaned and pulled Buddy's prick out of my mouth. 'Yeah! Fuck my ass and pussy!'
'You're such a fucking slut, Chrissy,' Tommy said as he watched me. 'You love getting gangbanged, don't you?'
'Yes!'
Tommy sneered. 'Fucking whore.'
But I DID love it, and the fact that I can admit this puts me ahead of a lot of the bimbos out there. I am a woman who can express herself sexually, without worrying about getting stigmatized, or having her reputation trashed. God made me a woman who likes to do it all, so what? God made me woman who can have multiple explosive orgasms, so why not take advantage of it? Shit. I know plenty of women who can't achieve an orgasm at all, let alone SIX or SEVEN in one night. I know women who are afraid to masturbate, because they feel it's 'dirty' or 'unlady like,' and this makes me feel sad. But fuck it; I love sex and I will until the day I die.
I was coming at this very moment. Orgasm number four, I think it was. The intense pleasure ripped through me like a tidal wave, making my legs quiver and my cunt contract.
'Oh fuck!' I screamed, and this is when Rick pulled his prick out of my cunt and squirted in my hair; part of it got on my left shoulder as well. But Rick was quiet about it {all he did was pant a little bit and make a face that suggested he was struggling to control his orgasm} and I admired him for it; nothing turned me off more than a guy {like Brad} who made a huge ruckus when he came.
Then it was Hank's turn. He grunted and started jacking-off. I helped him pump his cock, sticking out my tongue to catch whatever came out . . . which was four quick warm spurts of semen. They went all over my face. I put his dick in my mouth and sucked it clean. I could taste my own ass, and this just got me even hotter.
I was covered in cream. Face, hair, shoulders, ass, pussy . . . some even tricking down my chest and between my tits. I loved how it made me feel. It made me feel dirty, like a filthy piece of garbage. And I wanted to be filthy, to be abused.
Buddy was the only one left. He was still kneeling next to me on the bed, stroking his hard dick in his hand.
'Fucking nuts,' Buddy said, and grabbed the back of my head. I swallowed his dick whole. He fucked my face and moaned and called me a nasty slut. Then he shot his load down my throat. There wasn't much, and I handled the warm globs of jit with relative ease.
'Shit, Chrissy,' Buddy said. 'You're a total whore.'
'I know,' I said.
'Doesn't this bother you?'
I wiped some of Rick's cream off my chin and tasted it. 'I love it,' I said.
All the guys got dressed. Tommy threw me a towel and told me told me to wipe myself off. He suggested that I get a shower as well, but I didn't like showering in other people's houses {I felt uncomfortable using stranger's bath towels, if you can believe this given my filthy reputation}, and I simply got dressed stinking of sex.
'You want a beer?' Tommy asked, holding a Bud in his hand.
I took it from him, smiled, and took a sip. Then the seven of us went out back and cooked a dozen hamburgers.
My Wife's First Bi Experience
We had been married for 18 yrs and my wife still looks hot as when I first met her. At the time she was 34 and I was 38. She is 5’4' 145# 36D with shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes. I have always had wondering eyes but have never cheated on her.
When we would go out for the evening and get back home, sometimes I would come home all excited. Not for what went on that evening but for the women I had seen. Then at night I would imagine that Lisa was that female. One night she asked me who I was imagining, and I told her no one but she knew better. She asked if the girl I had seen was hot. Well I finally confessed and told her, yes she was. She would then ask me to show her what I would do to that person. Later on whenever we would go out and we would come home she would ask me who I had seen and we would have sex all night. One time when we went out, she noticed that I was eyeing this one person. I asked her what she thought about her, she said she was very beautiful and hot. So when we got home and started making out, I asked her if she would have licked her pussy. I was surprise at her answer. She said that she would have loved touching and caressing her.
I asked her if maybe she’d consider finding a female to join us. She said, only if we found a nice and clean person, not to mention hot. So we placed an ad in a love connection hoping to find someone. After receiving several calls we narrowed it down to a young bi-curious female. We talked to her over the phone for about 2 weeks before actually meeting. My wife wanted to make sure this would be the right person to experience this with. We called her one day and decided to meet. We decided to pick her up and go shopping. After a few hours together we got to know each other fairly well. That evening we decided to set a date for our adventure.
Finally the day came and we thought that we would start early by hitting the 'Happy Hour' about 2pm. Wife thought she would need to loosen up a bit cause she was really nervous. While they stayed there, I went to the hotel to get things ready for them both. I had purchased some scented candles, colored lights, some nice romantic music. To ad that special touch I had bought about 3 dozen roses. I uncovered the bed and laid rose petals all over the bed. I placed one rose on each pillow. When I finished I went back to pick the girls up. By this time it was 5pm. My wife was surprised what I had done for her and our new friend. Well it didn’t take them long to get started since they both had a couple of drinks. Before I knew it they were kissing and caressing each other. I was surprise needless to say shocked how my wife was going at it. It sure seemed that this was not her first time.
They both started undressing each other while my eyes was glued to their every move. Before I knew it, Teresa was laying on top of Lisa caressing her beautiful 38D breasts. Lisa was 5’1' 118' with long brown hair and brown eyes. Slowly Teresa inched her way down kissing her soft body until her mouth was on top of Lisa’s mound. My wife opened Lisa’s legs and for the first time got a scent of another woman’s aroma. Teresa started slowly licking her pussy as her hands caressed her breasts. This was Lisa’s first experience as well. Lisa started breathing very deep as my wife was burying her face. Before long, Teresa had made Lisa cum.
Now it was Lisa’s turn to return the favor. It didn’t take long for Lisa to make her way to Teresa’s mound. Lisa started licking Teresa’s pussy and really buried her face on it. My wife kept arching her back and breathing deeply as well. My wife is very multi-organsic and it didn’t take her long to cum. But Lisa was not done. Lisa wanted more of that heavenly scent. Teresa then looked at me and motioned me to come on over. I went over to my wife and kissed her. She reached and started stroking my dick. Before long she was sucking on it vigorously since it was already hard. After awhile I went over to Lisa and I wanted to taste what my wife had tasted. Lisa was very sweet needless to say very wet. I buried my face on her pussy and she kept raising her head as I buried my face and tongue inside her. She looked back at me and asked me if I would fuck her. It didn’t take me long to stick my dick into her pussy. Lisa was on her knees still glued to my wife’s pussy. Gosh, Lisa was very tight. I don’t have a big or thick dick like some guys but it didn’t bother Lisa at all. Before long Lisa was arching her back and enjoying eating my wife while getting fucked doggie style. It didn’t take Lisa long to cum again, it didn’t take me long to cum after that as I made my way up to both their mouths. They kissed each other after that. We took a breather for a couple of minutes and went back at it again, trying different positions.
No one slept that night as we went at all night long. It was 5am when we finally took a little nap. We woke up about an hour later and went at it again before check out time. Afterwards we all took a shower together washing each other.
We dated Lisa for 2 years and had many moments together. We still think about her alot. The next two years we dated two other females. We want to experience more but time will tell. We have not been with anyone in awhile. We are hoping to find a nice young lady to live with us and have some fun anytime we want.
When we would go out for the evening and get back home, sometimes I would come home all excited. Not for what went on that evening but for the women I had seen. Then at night I would imagine that Lisa was that female. One night she asked me who I was imagining, and I told her no one but she knew better. She asked if the girl I had seen was hot. Well I finally confessed and told her, yes she was. She would then ask me to show her what I would do to that person. Later on whenever we would go out and we would come home she would ask me who I had seen and we would have sex all night. One time when we went out, she noticed that I was eyeing this one person. I asked her what she thought about her, she said she was very beautiful and hot. So when we got home and started making out, I asked her if she would have licked her pussy. I was surprise at her answer. She said that she would have loved touching and caressing her.
I asked her if maybe she’d consider finding a female to join us. She said, only if we found a nice and clean person, not to mention hot. So we placed an ad in a love connection hoping to find someone. After receiving several calls we narrowed it down to a young bi-curious female. We talked to her over the phone for about 2 weeks before actually meeting. My wife wanted to make sure this would be the right person to experience this with. We called her one day and decided to meet. We decided to pick her up and go shopping. After a few hours together we got to know each other fairly well. That evening we decided to set a date for our adventure.
Finally the day came and we thought that we would start early by hitting the 'Happy Hour' about 2pm. Wife thought she would need to loosen up a bit cause she was really nervous. While they stayed there, I went to the hotel to get things ready for them both. I had purchased some scented candles, colored lights, some nice romantic music. To ad that special touch I had bought about 3 dozen roses. I uncovered the bed and laid rose petals all over the bed. I placed one rose on each pillow. When I finished I went back to pick the girls up. By this time it was 5pm. My wife was surprised what I had done for her and our new friend. Well it didn’t take them long to get started since they both had a couple of drinks. Before I knew it they were kissing and caressing each other. I was surprise needless to say shocked how my wife was going at it. It sure seemed that this was not her first time.
They both started undressing each other while my eyes was glued to their every move. Before I knew it, Teresa was laying on top of Lisa caressing her beautiful 38D breasts. Lisa was 5’1' 118' with long brown hair and brown eyes. Slowly Teresa inched her way down kissing her soft body until her mouth was on top of Lisa’s mound. My wife opened Lisa’s legs and for the first time got a scent of another woman’s aroma. Teresa started slowly licking her pussy as her hands caressed her breasts. This was Lisa’s first experience as well. Lisa started breathing very deep as my wife was burying her face. Before long, Teresa had made Lisa cum.
Now it was Lisa’s turn to return the favor. It didn’t take long for Lisa to make her way to Teresa’s mound. Lisa started licking Teresa’s pussy and really buried her face on it. My wife kept arching her back and breathing deeply as well. My wife is very multi-organsic and it didn’t take her long to cum. But Lisa was not done. Lisa wanted more of that heavenly scent. Teresa then looked at me and motioned me to come on over. I went over to my wife and kissed her. She reached and started stroking my dick. Before long she was sucking on it vigorously since it was already hard. After awhile I went over to Lisa and I wanted to taste what my wife had tasted. Lisa was very sweet needless to say very wet. I buried my face on her pussy and she kept raising her head as I buried my face and tongue inside her. She looked back at me and asked me if I would fuck her. It didn’t take me long to stick my dick into her pussy. Lisa was on her knees still glued to my wife’s pussy. Gosh, Lisa was very tight. I don’t have a big or thick dick like some guys but it didn’t bother Lisa at all. Before long Lisa was arching her back and enjoying eating my wife while getting fucked doggie style. It didn’t take Lisa long to cum again, it didn’t take me long to cum after that as I made my way up to both their mouths. They kissed each other after that. We took a breather for a couple of minutes and went back at it again, trying different positions.
No one slept that night as we went at all night long. It was 5am when we finally took a little nap. We woke up about an hour later and went at it again before check out time. Afterwards we all took a shower together washing each other.
We dated Lisa for 2 years and had many moments together. We still think about her alot. The next two years we dated two other females. We want to experience more but time will tell. We have not been with anyone in awhile. We are hoping to find a nice young lady to live with us and have some fun anytime we want.
Our Mexican Vacation
My wife Kay and I had had enough of the cold and gray Indiana winter, and we decided to get away for a short 4 day vacation to Cancun. With the kids safely at grandmas and reservations to an adult only all-inclusive resort in hand, we boarded the plane for a bit of paradise.
Kay is a gorgeous woman, better looking even at 40 than when we were married 14 years ago. After giving birth to our 2nd child, she started eating right, exercising... And now she is a flower...5'0' 108lbs, and 34b-24-34. We're not new to sexual experimentation, in fact, we've been swinging on and off for 7 years now, and we both were looking forward to some fun in the sun.....and WOW, did we get it.
Our first day there was pretty uneventful, lounging around the pool, drinking tequila and getting really sunburned and wasted, so it ended up being a short day with us back in our room alone by 9PM. The second day, we decided to do a better 'pacing' job, and decided to join in some of the pool- side activities. At 1pm, there was a 'tequila volleyball' tournament, and we both decided to play. Tequila volleyball is when you play volleyball in the pool, and when you miss a shot, you have to drink a tequila shooter. Well, needless to say, after 2 hours of playing, all 22 people in the pool were pretty trashed, having fun and taking chances at things most people wouldn't dream of.
One of our team-mates had obviously taken a liking to Kay....his name was Darren, from Manchester England. In comparison to Kay, he's huge! About 28 or so, he's 6'5' about 260, and made Kay look like a midget. A couple of times, he playfully tossed her into the air like a rag doll! They laughed and carried on, and I was getting turned on by the way they were playing, but the game ended, and before we knew it, it was time for dinner.
After dinner, we decided to head to the disco at the resort, do some dancing and carrying on. Kay changed into a short black skirt and leather vest with nothing on under it, and black hi-heeled sandals...and looked hot! We headed to the disco, danced to a few songs, and were sitting at our table when Darren came into the place with his friends, Chad and Evan. As they walked in and headed towards the bar, Kay couldn't keep her eyes off of Darren, and I playfully said 'hey, put your tongue back into your mouth', and Kay turned to me and said ' I can't' ! Right then and there I knew we were in for a hot night.
About 10 minutes later, Darren came over to our table and asked me if it was ok if he danced with Kay, and I told him of course. The second song was a slow Latin number, and by the time the song was done, Kay and Darren were so close on the dance floor they looked like a pretzel. He started to french kiss her, and she didn't hesitate to reciprocate. He was grinding his leg between her legs and she was getting more and more into it, I thought they were going to have sex right there on the dance floor! Then Chad, his friend walked onto the dance floor and asked to cut in. Chad was much different than Darren, about 30, 5'10, 180 pounds and in great shape. Darren left the floor, and Chad proceeded to dance with Kay for about 3 songs, getting closer to her with each song. When the last song was over, Kay headed back to the table and took a long drink from her cocktail...then she said to me...'don't get mad at me'. And I told her it was ok, the dancing had turned me on! and then she said 'good, because I invited Darren and Chad back to our room.'! All I could do was smile. The only thing I liked better than fucking Kay is watching Kay get fucked, so I said we're outta here, and we left, Darren and Chad about 10 steps behind us.
After we got to the room, I closed the door behind our 2 guests. Kay was so horny she was on fire! There was no small talk, no chit chat...she walked over, got down on her knees and started to unzip Darren's shorts. I finally got to see what she had been feeling during the dance... his cock matched the size of the rest of him. He had about 8', and was as big around as a baseball bat. All Kay did was say mmm, and started stuffing as much of that cock in her mouth as she could, all the while gently stroking his balls. In the meantime, Chad had dropped his drawers and was stroking his cock in his hand...and I had no idea that I had done the same and was whacking my cock watching the sight as well.
While Kay hungrily sucked Darrens cock, Chad walked over and unzipped her vest and took it off of her, she was so into sucking Darrens' cock I'm not sure if she had realized it! Then he unzipped her skirt and took it off of her, leaving her only in the black thongs she was wearing, and started to rub around her mound. All this did was make her moan louder, and I thought she was going to cum right on the spot. Then Darren gently moved her head from his cock and lifted her by the armpits to the bed. He laid her on her back, and Chad got on the bed on both knees near her head, and she hungrily took his cock into her mouth, taking all of it, I thought she'd suck it right off of him! Darren then spread her legs with no resistance, and placed the head of his cock at her opening. Kay took Chad's cock out of her mouth long enough to say 'fuck me with that big cock', and Darren didn't need to be told twice! He started to stuff his love monster inch by inch deeper into Kay, and that made her suck Chad even harder, I swear she came the second Darren entered her! He was fucking her like a sledge hammer and she was loving it! Chad then took his cock out of her mouth, and in the same moment Darren rolled over on the bed with his cock still buried in Kay. She started humping that huge cock, and Chad moved behind her and started rimming her asshole with his tongue.
Kay's not much on anal sex, but she was out of control! She was riding Darren like a horse, and Chad put his cock head at her secret hole, and all she did was scream she was coming! Chad then slowly started to put his cock into her backside, and that started Kay bucking Darren's cock again. Now the both of them were just fucking her like animals, and I walked over and put my cock right next to her face. She didn't say a word, she looked at me like she was in a trance and sucked my cock into her mouth and started sucking me like she never had before. Within 10 minutes, Kay was covered in cum. She had Chad's cum running down her back, my cum running down her chin and Darren's cum dripping from her pussy. She said her good-byes and headed for the shower, and all I did was lay there thinking it was only our second of four days at the resort, what else could happen? It didn't take long to find out, but that's another story
Kay is a gorgeous woman, better looking even at 40 than when we were married 14 years ago. After giving birth to our 2nd child, she started eating right, exercising... And now she is a flower...5'0' 108lbs, and 34b-24-34. We're not new to sexual experimentation, in fact, we've been swinging on and off for 7 years now, and we both were looking forward to some fun in the sun.....and WOW, did we get it.
Our first day there was pretty uneventful, lounging around the pool, drinking tequila and getting really sunburned and wasted, so it ended up being a short day with us back in our room alone by 9PM. The second day, we decided to do a better 'pacing' job, and decided to join in some of the pool- side activities. At 1pm, there was a 'tequila volleyball' tournament, and we both decided to play. Tequila volleyball is when you play volleyball in the pool, and when you miss a shot, you have to drink a tequila shooter. Well, needless to say, after 2 hours of playing, all 22 people in the pool were pretty trashed, having fun and taking chances at things most people wouldn't dream of.
One of our team-mates had obviously taken a liking to Kay....his name was Darren, from Manchester England. In comparison to Kay, he's huge! About 28 or so, he's 6'5' about 260, and made Kay look like a midget. A couple of times, he playfully tossed her into the air like a rag doll! They laughed and carried on, and I was getting turned on by the way they were playing, but the game ended, and before we knew it, it was time for dinner.
After dinner, we decided to head to the disco at the resort, do some dancing and carrying on. Kay changed into a short black skirt and leather vest with nothing on under it, and black hi-heeled sandals...and looked hot! We headed to the disco, danced to a few songs, and were sitting at our table when Darren came into the place with his friends, Chad and Evan. As they walked in and headed towards the bar, Kay couldn't keep her eyes off of Darren, and I playfully said 'hey, put your tongue back into your mouth', and Kay turned to me and said ' I can't' ! Right then and there I knew we were in for a hot night.
About 10 minutes later, Darren came over to our table and asked me if it was ok if he danced with Kay, and I told him of course. The second song was a slow Latin number, and by the time the song was done, Kay and Darren were so close on the dance floor they looked like a pretzel. He started to french kiss her, and she didn't hesitate to reciprocate. He was grinding his leg between her legs and she was getting more and more into it, I thought they were going to have sex right there on the dance floor! Then Chad, his friend walked onto the dance floor and asked to cut in. Chad was much different than Darren, about 30, 5'10, 180 pounds and in great shape. Darren left the floor, and Chad proceeded to dance with Kay for about 3 songs, getting closer to her with each song. When the last song was over, Kay headed back to the table and took a long drink from her cocktail...then she said to me...'don't get mad at me'. And I told her it was ok, the dancing had turned me on! and then she said 'good, because I invited Darren and Chad back to our room.'! All I could do was smile. The only thing I liked better than fucking Kay is watching Kay get fucked, so I said we're outta here, and we left, Darren and Chad about 10 steps behind us.
After we got to the room, I closed the door behind our 2 guests. Kay was so horny she was on fire! There was no small talk, no chit chat...she walked over, got down on her knees and started to unzip Darren's shorts. I finally got to see what she had been feeling during the dance... his cock matched the size of the rest of him. He had about 8', and was as big around as a baseball bat. All Kay did was say mmm, and started stuffing as much of that cock in her mouth as she could, all the while gently stroking his balls. In the meantime, Chad had dropped his drawers and was stroking his cock in his hand...and I had no idea that I had done the same and was whacking my cock watching the sight as well.
While Kay hungrily sucked Darrens cock, Chad walked over and unzipped her vest and took it off of her, she was so into sucking Darrens' cock I'm not sure if she had realized it! Then he unzipped her skirt and took it off of her, leaving her only in the black thongs she was wearing, and started to rub around her mound. All this did was make her moan louder, and I thought she was going to cum right on the spot. Then Darren gently moved her head from his cock and lifted her by the armpits to the bed. He laid her on her back, and Chad got on the bed on both knees near her head, and she hungrily took his cock into her mouth, taking all of it, I thought she'd suck it right off of him! Darren then spread her legs with no resistance, and placed the head of his cock at her opening. Kay took Chad's cock out of her mouth long enough to say 'fuck me with that big cock', and Darren didn't need to be told twice! He started to stuff his love monster inch by inch deeper into Kay, and that made her suck Chad even harder, I swear she came the second Darren entered her! He was fucking her like a sledge hammer and she was loving it! Chad then took his cock out of her mouth, and in the same moment Darren rolled over on the bed with his cock still buried in Kay. She started humping that huge cock, and Chad moved behind her and started rimming her asshole with his tongue.
Kay's not much on anal sex, but she was out of control! She was riding Darren like a horse, and Chad put his cock head at her secret hole, and all she did was scream she was coming! Chad then slowly started to put his cock into her backside, and that started Kay bucking Darren's cock again. Now the both of them were just fucking her like animals, and I walked over and put my cock right next to her face. She didn't say a word, she looked at me like she was in a trance and sucked my cock into her mouth and started sucking me like she never had before. Within 10 minutes, Kay was covered in cum. She had Chad's cum running down her back, my cum running down her chin and Darren's cum dripping from her pussy. She said her good-byes and headed for the shower, and all I did was lay there thinking it was only our second of four days at the resort, what else could happen? It didn't take long to find out, but that's another story
Mexican Vacation - day 3
After our new friends Darren and Chad had left our room, I lay on the bed and Kay took a long hot shower. When she got back to the bed, she kissed me long and hard and thanked me for the wonderful evening, and proceeded to mount my cock and ride me till we both had a mind blowing orgasm. We both fell asleep, with her still on top of me and my cock in her pussy. I woke up the next morning to the thing I like best.
Kay was sucking my cock and I was rock hard and ready for more. I pushed her onto her back, and fucked her like I never had before, and we both screamed as we came at the same time.
Having had a full night of sleep, neither of us was tired, we were ready for a new day in paradise. I looked at the clock, and it was only 6am, and we got our bathing suits on and went outside to watch the magnificent sunrise on the dock at the resort. It was awesome! The day before, I had signed us up for a tour of Woman Island, which was a 2-hour trip on a trimaran to a small island off the coast. We boarded the ship at 9am, and took our place on a blanket spread on the deck with about 30 other people. Next to us was a couple from Michigan, Tim and Sarah.
We got along famously with them on the trip to the island, and did our 'touristy' thing with them, lunch at a small cafe, shopping and walking on the beach. All four of us had a great time, laughing and enjoying each others company. We boarded the ship back for the return trip around 4pm, and took our spots on the deck. Kay and Sarah were like old friends, whispering to each other, giggling and giving each other hugs every 10 minutes or so. Tim and I looked at each other and shrugged...Tim said 'women'! When we were about 10 miles from the dock, Kay leaned over to me and said 'I invited Tim and Sarah back to our room for a drink.' I told her it was fine with me, and l almost instantly got a raging hard on. Tim is 5'10', about 170 lbs and an ex-marine, while Sarah is blond, 5'8' 155 lbs with piercing blue eyes. She is so different than Kay, a buxom beauty compared to my petite little wife.
The ship docked, and Kay proceeded to take Tim and Sarah to our room while I went to a store next door and bought rum, coke and tonic water for our cocktails. When I got back to the room, the 3 of them were sitting around only in their bathing suits, the shorts and t-shirts were thrown on the floor, and they were watching the x-rated channel on the TV. Tim was sitting in the chair next to the bed, and Kay and Sarah were both laying on their bellies on the bed watching the action on the tube. I made our cocktails, and sat on the chair at the table next to Tim, and started to watch as well. After about 5 minutes, a scene came on with 2 women making love to each other. I think even without realizing she was doing it, Sarah started rubbing Kay's back. After a few minutes of this, Kay turned her head towards Sarah, and Sarah turned to Kay, and they started kissing each other...slow, sensual pecks at first, but after a few seconds, they had each others tongues deeply exploring each others mouths, and had gotten into a clinch that couldn't be broken with dynamite! As the 2 women started groping each other, Tim turned to me and all he could say was 'wow'. While Sarah and Kay continued to kiss, they started to remove each others suits and running their hands furiously over each other, they were oblivious to Tim and I even being in the same room, it was like animal heat.
Sarah and Kay were kissing each other and writhing on the bed, neither 1 of them cared about anything other then pleasing the other at that moment, and were literally humping each other as their mouths and hands explored each others' bodies. I hadn't looked over to Tim in awhile, but I was sure he was doing the same thing I was... stroking his cock while watching these 2 completely opposite beauties go at each other. Imagine my shock when all of the sudden, I felt the sensation of a warm mouth starting to suck on my cock!
I looked down, and sure enough, there was Tim sucking on my cock! I had never had a man suck my cock before, but with what was happening on the bed and my horniness, I didn't complain...in fact, it felt terrific! Kay loosened her clinch on Sarah long enough to look over to us, and when she did and saw what she saw, I thought she'd scream and end the evening, but instead, she came right on the spot! She told me later seeing Tim suck my cock was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life.
The girls turned to a 69 position on the bed, and started lapping at each other's clits, and I came into Tim's mouth with a force like I never had before.
Almost without realizing I was doing it, I reached down and started stroking Tim's 8' cock, and before I knew it, I was sucking his cock while he watched Sarah and Kay go at each other. I've never sucked a cock before, but it was so different and sexy, I started to get into it. I took about 5 minutes of my sucking for Tim to cum in my mouth, and I sucked the salty cum from his dick and liked it. The next thing I knew, there was a hand reaching from the bed drawing me closer, and I realized that it was Sarah. She pulled me on top of her, and started to lick Tim's cum from the corner of my mouth, and she started stroking my cock while she did this. While Sarah and I started going at each other, Kay had gotten off the bed and started sucking Tim's cock again, which almost got instantly hard from the attention Kay was paying to it.
I took my raging hard on and put it into Sarah, and she yelled in delight 'fuck me with that hard cock', and I did. I looked over on the floor next to the bed, and Tim was pounding his dick deep into Kay, and she loved every second of it. The four of us spent the entire night exploring each others bodies, and none of us woke up until about 10 the next morning, which was just enough time for Kay and I to check out, hail a cab and get to the airport without missing our plane. We exchanged phone numbers with Sarah and Tim, and are looking forward to getting together with them soon for a lost weekend of sex and fun...........
Kay was sucking my cock and I was rock hard and ready for more. I pushed her onto her back, and fucked her like I never had before, and we both screamed as we came at the same time.
Having had a full night of sleep, neither of us was tired, we were ready for a new day in paradise. I looked at the clock, and it was only 6am, and we got our bathing suits on and went outside to watch the magnificent sunrise on the dock at the resort. It was awesome! The day before, I had signed us up for a tour of Woman Island, which was a 2-hour trip on a trimaran to a small island off the coast. We boarded the ship at 9am, and took our place on a blanket spread on the deck with about 30 other people. Next to us was a couple from Michigan, Tim and Sarah.
We got along famously with them on the trip to the island, and did our 'touristy' thing with them, lunch at a small cafe, shopping and walking on the beach. All four of us had a great time, laughing and enjoying each others company. We boarded the ship back for the return trip around 4pm, and took our spots on the deck. Kay and Sarah were like old friends, whispering to each other, giggling and giving each other hugs every 10 minutes or so. Tim and I looked at each other and shrugged...Tim said 'women'! When we were about 10 miles from the dock, Kay leaned over to me and said 'I invited Tim and Sarah back to our room for a drink.' I told her it was fine with me, and l almost instantly got a raging hard on. Tim is 5'10', about 170 lbs and an ex-marine, while Sarah is blond, 5'8' 155 lbs with piercing blue eyes. She is so different than Kay, a buxom beauty compared to my petite little wife.
The ship docked, and Kay proceeded to take Tim and Sarah to our room while I went to a store next door and bought rum, coke and tonic water for our cocktails. When I got back to the room, the 3 of them were sitting around only in their bathing suits, the shorts and t-shirts were thrown on the floor, and they were watching the x-rated channel on the TV. Tim was sitting in the chair next to the bed, and Kay and Sarah were both laying on their bellies on the bed watching the action on the tube. I made our cocktails, and sat on the chair at the table next to Tim, and started to watch as well. After about 5 minutes, a scene came on with 2 women making love to each other. I think even without realizing she was doing it, Sarah started rubbing Kay's back. After a few minutes of this, Kay turned her head towards Sarah, and Sarah turned to Kay, and they started kissing each other...slow, sensual pecks at first, but after a few seconds, they had each others tongues deeply exploring each others mouths, and had gotten into a clinch that couldn't be broken with dynamite! As the 2 women started groping each other, Tim turned to me and all he could say was 'wow'. While Sarah and Kay continued to kiss, they started to remove each others suits and running their hands furiously over each other, they were oblivious to Tim and I even being in the same room, it was like animal heat.
Sarah and Kay were kissing each other and writhing on the bed, neither 1 of them cared about anything other then pleasing the other at that moment, and were literally humping each other as their mouths and hands explored each others' bodies. I hadn't looked over to Tim in awhile, but I was sure he was doing the same thing I was... stroking his cock while watching these 2 completely opposite beauties go at each other. Imagine my shock when all of the sudden, I felt the sensation of a warm mouth starting to suck on my cock!
I looked down, and sure enough, there was Tim sucking on my cock! I had never had a man suck my cock before, but with what was happening on the bed and my horniness, I didn't complain...in fact, it felt terrific! Kay loosened her clinch on Sarah long enough to look over to us, and when she did and saw what she saw, I thought she'd scream and end the evening, but instead, she came right on the spot! She told me later seeing Tim suck my cock was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life.
The girls turned to a 69 position on the bed, and started lapping at each other's clits, and I came into Tim's mouth with a force like I never had before.
Almost without realizing I was doing it, I reached down and started stroking Tim's 8' cock, and before I knew it, I was sucking his cock while he watched Sarah and Kay go at each other. I've never sucked a cock before, but it was so different and sexy, I started to get into it. I took about 5 minutes of my sucking for Tim to cum in my mouth, and I sucked the salty cum from his dick and liked it. The next thing I knew, there was a hand reaching from the bed drawing me closer, and I realized that it was Sarah. She pulled me on top of her, and started to lick Tim's cum from the corner of my mouth, and she started stroking my cock while she did this. While Sarah and I started going at each other, Kay had gotten off the bed and started sucking Tim's cock again, which almost got instantly hard from the attention Kay was paying to it.
I took my raging hard on and put it into Sarah, and she yelled in delight 'fuck me with that hard cock', and I did. I looked over on the floor next to the bed, and Tim was pounding his dick deep into Kay, and she loved every second of it. The four of us spent the entire night exploring each others bodies, and none of us woke up until about 10 the next morning, which was just enough time for Kay and I to check out, hail a cab and get to the airport without missing our plane. We exchanged phone numbers with Sarah and Tim, and are looking forward to getting together with them soon for a lost weekend of sex and fun...........
Sharing My Fiance with My Best Friend
My interests in threesomes and sharing my lover was always in the back of my mind but I never really thought much about it ever happening until about a year ago. My fiancé is a sexy 34 C with a petite build and a nice shapely ass that is great to grab onto when I am fucking her. In addition, she has the sexiest full lips that I have ever seen on a woman. Needless to say she is an excellent kisser and gives an amazing blow job because she knows how to use her lips and her tongue like she is a pro.
One morning my fiancé woke up and was rather frisky. After kissing her and stroking her pussy for a few moments I asked her why she was so horny? She said that she had a dream. It was obvious that she was afraid to tell me what the dream was so I kept being persistent and the fact I was fingering her wet pussy to delightful pleasures didn't hurt either. She said that she had a dream about my friend Mark and that in the dream he fucked her while I watched. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I was so turned on that I almost came right there. She told me that he ate her out and then she got his cock wet by giving him a blow job and then they fucked right in our bed while I watched. She told me that the thought of Mark fucking her really turned her on and that she was attracted to him. She reassured me that she loved me and that I was apart of her fantasy dream but she was extremely excited by what she had dreamt. I asked her if she ever wanted it to happen for real and she really wasn't sure because he was married and she didn't want it to affect our friendship. But I could tell that she was intrigued by the possibility.
I had always noticed that Mark, who is married flirted with my fiancé & her back to him but now it took on special significance. Whenever the three of us would be around it seemed as if he knew her dream or something. He would always make sexual comments to her and put his arm around her and she just ate it up. Whenever he was around there defintely was sexual tension in the air and we could all feel it. Sometimes after we would be together my fiancé and I would fuck like wild animals just thinking of Mark sticking his cock in her sweet pussy. My fiancé explained that it turned on to be the center of attention and being pleasured by Mark and myself and she couldn’t deny her excitement over the situation.
Well as time went by Mark and my fiancé continued to flirt, he would call and she would make small talk about how she was bad and he would reply that maybe she needed spanked or something very sexual. She ate it up, I wondered if anything would ever happen between the three of us until one day it did.
Mark and I had just finished playing softball and decided to go back to my house for a drink. When we arrived my fiancé was wearing a nice mid drift top that showed off her beautiful stomach and was cut in a way that her cleavage was visible. My fiancé has sexy tits that drive men wild and has cleavage that was driving me and Mark crazy. She was wearing a pair of shorts that were cut rather close to her ass and the fact that she had a nice tan definitely had Mark & I checking her out. In fact, any mortal man would have a hard on if they were in the room with my fiancé.
Well Mark and I had a few beers and my fiance was her usual upbeat and sexy self. It was only a matter of time before the discussion turned toward sex. He commented on how sexy she was and that it must be nice be have a girl as sexy as my fiancé . To make matters worse she made a comment about wouldn’t he like to know and then bent over to pick up something off the floor and when she did, she was not wearing any panties and Mark and I both could see the hair on her sweet pussy because her cut off shorts had rode up just enough to give us this great view. Not sure what I should do, I thought what the hell, so I reached over and pulled her unto the loveseat. And just started like tickling and goofing around. It wasn't long before she kind of got Mark involved by putting her bare feet on his leg and then I kind of pushed her toward him. In the moment of wrestling around I pulled her top off and there she was, her beautiful 34C tits, with erect nipples staring at us. Mark and look at each other and then looked at her. My fiancé, said, 'can you guys handle me or are you afraid?' Mark and I took advantage of our challenge and began sucking on each nipple, my fiancé began to moan with delight. After a few moments of sucking her tits we decided that we wanted to get her totally naked. So as he was still sucking her rock hard nipples I got her cut off shorts out of the way so that we could enjoy her sweet pussy. When I reached between her legs her pussy was dripping wet and I knew we were in for some great fucking.
First, we had her ride my cock as if she were riding a horse. While she was riding me, thrusting her sweet pussy into my crotch, Mark knelt behind her, kissing her neck and massaging her tits. She was screaming with passion as she fucked me and had my best friend feel her up. Mark would pull her nipples and then occasionally reach around and suck on her tits. She was loving every minute of this attention from the two of us. She had the most intense orgasm that I had ever seen her have as she came violently on my cock. The juices just flowed out of her pussy and it was like someone had poured a bucket of liquid on my cock. While she was coming I shot a load of come in her pussy that rivaled any that I had ever shot before. After catching our breath for a second she said that she wanted to fuck Mark and now.
Mark sat up and she hopped on him as he stuck his rock hard cock deep into her pussy. Mark and I both have cocks that are about 8 inches long and are rather thick, she liked that. She kissed him vigorously with her lips and tongue and began to grind her pussy into him so hard that I could almost feel it. I came up behind her and played with her tits and sucked on the back of her neck. She always wanted to be the center of attention , now she literally was. She was like a fuck sandwich. She moaned louder and louder as she fucked him and with each thrust it became clear that Mark and my fiancé were about ready to explode. As she came closer and closer to orgasm, she grabbed my hard rod and pumped it quickly. In no time Mark filled her pussy with a another large load of come, I shot my load all over her face and neck and she came in an explosion of passion that was sandwiched in between our two cocks and our huge loads of come. We then collapsed on the floor as the three of us were spent from the improbable fuck session. Mark had to go home to his wife and my fiancé and I went to bed to discuss our threesome and to see were we would go from here. That will be another story for another day.
One morning my fiancé woke up and was rather frisky. After kissing her and stroking her pussy for a few moments I asked her why she was so horny? She said that she had a dream. It was obvious that she was afraid to tell me what the dream was so I kept being persistent and the fact I was fingering her wet pussy to delightful pleasures didn't hurt either. She said that she had a dream about my friend Mark and that in the dream he fucked her while I watched. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I was so turned on that I almost came right there. She told me that he ate her out and then she got his cock wet by giving him a blow job and then they fucked right in our bed while I watched. She told me that the thought of Mark fucking her really turned her on and that she was attracted to him. She reassured me that she loved me and that I was apart of her fantasy dream but she was extremely excited by what she had dreamt. I asked her if she ever wanted it to happen for real and she really wasn't sure because he was married and she didn't want it to affect our friendship. But I could tell that she was intrigued by the possibility.
I had always noticed that Mark, who is married flirted with my fiancé & her back to him but now it took on special significance. Whenever the three of us would be around it seemed as if he knew her dream or something. He would always make sexual comments to her and put his arm around her and she just ate it up. Whenever he was around there defintely was sexual tension in the air and we could all feel it. Sometimes after we would be together my fiancé and I would fuck like wild animals just thinking of Mark sticking his cock in her sweet pussy. My fiancé explained that it turned on to be the center of attention and being pleasured by Mark and myself and she couldn’t deny her excitement over the situation.
Well as time went by Mark and my fiancé continued to flirt, he would call and she would make small talk about how she was bad and he would reply that maybe she needed spanked or something very sexual. She ate it up, I wondered if anything would ever happen between the three of us until one day it did.
Mark and I had just finished playing softball and decided to go back to my house for a drink. When we arrived my fiancé was wearing a nice mid drift top that showed off her beautiful stomach and was cut in a way that her cleavage was visible. My fiancé has sexy tits that drive men wild and has cleavage that was driving me and Mark crazy. She was wearing a pair of shorts that were cut rather close to her ass and the fact that she had a nice tan definitely had Mark & I checking her out. In fact, any mortal man would have a hard on if they were in the room with my fiancé.
Well Mark and I had a few beers and my fiance was her usual upbeat and sexy self. It was only a matter of time before the discussion turned toward sex. He commented on how sexy she was and that it must be nice be have a girl as sexy as my fiancé . To make matters worse she made a comment about wouldn’t he like to know and then bent over to pick up something off the floor and when she did, she was not wearing any panties and Mark and I both could see the hair on her sweet pussy because her cut off shorts had rode up just enough to give us this great view. Not sure what I should do, I thought what the hell, so I reached over and pulled her unto the loveseat. And just started like tickling and goofing around. It wasn't long before she kind of got Mark involved by putting her bare feet on his leg and then I kind of pushed her toward him. In the moment of wrestling around I pulled her top off and there she was, her beautiful 34C tits, with erect nipples staring at us. Mark and look at each other and then looked at her. My fiancé, said, 'can you guys handle me or are you afraid?' Mark and I took advantage of our challenge and began sucking on each nipple, my fiancé began to moan with delight. After a few moments of sucking her tits we decided that we wanted to get her totally naked. So as he was still sucking her rock hard nipples I got her cut off shorts out of the way so that we could enjoy her sweet pussy. When I reached between her legs her pussy was dripping wet and I knew we were in for some great fucking.
First, we had her ride my cock as if she were riding a horse. While she was riding me, thrusting her sweet pussy into my crotch, Mark knelt behind her, kissing her neck and massaging her tits. She was screaming with passion as she fucked me and had my best friend feel her up. Mark would pull her nipples and then occasionally reach around and suck on her tits. She was loving every minute of this attention from the two of us. She had the most intense orgasm that I had ever seen her have as she came violently on my cock. The juices just flowed out of her pussy and it was like someone had poured a bucket of liquid on my cock. While she was coming I shot a load of come in her pussy that rivaled any that I had ever shot before. After catching our breath for a second she said that she wanted to fuck Mark and now.
Mark sat up and she hopped on him as he stuck his rock hard cock deep into her pussy. Mark and I both have cocks that are about 8 inches long and are rather thick, she liked that. She kissed him vigorously with her lips and tongue and began to grind her pussy into him so hard that I could almost feel it. I came up behind her and played with her tits and sucked on the back of her neck. She always wanted to be the center of attention , now she literally was. She was like a fuck sandwich. She moaned louder and louder as she fucked him and with each thrust it became clear that Mark and my fiancé were about ready to explode. As she came closer and closer to orgasm, she grabbed my hard rod and pumped it quickly. In no time Mark filled her pussy with a another large load of come, I shot my load all over her face and neck and she came in an explosion of passion that was sandwiched in between our two cocks and our huge loads of come. We then collapsed on the floor as the three of us were spent from the improbable fuck session. Mark had to go home to his wife and my fiancé and I went to bed to discuss our threesome and to see were we would go from here. That will be another story for another day.
Sharing My Wife With Her Friend From Work
After sharing my fiancé with my best friend our sexual appetites continued to evolve. We would be making love discussing what had happened and it was an incredible turn on. Well after we got married things continued to heat up.
My wife had a job working at a local store and was constantly getting hit on by the guys that she worked with. It was not uncommon for her to come home and say that they were staring at her beautiful tits which now had become 36C’s and they also enjoyed looking at her ass. One day she went into work to get her paycheck and wore a tight fitting shirt that really highlighted her chest and especially her nipples. The guys almost creamed their pants when they saw her. It became common for my wife to tease these guys regularly and my wife loved the attention that her tits received. In fact they called them the twins. The flirtations and sexual comments continued and we all loved. In fact, I looked forward to what they would say to her next.
One day my wife came home and said that someone had told her that the guys at work were really hot for her and wanted desperately wanted to fuck her. They had talked in the break room about sucking her nipples and just having their way with my sexy wife. She of course was flattered and asked me what I thought. The idea turned me on to say the least. It is incredible to think of other men wanting to fuck my wife. Needless to say the situation continued, the comments and sexual inuindos until one night things really heated up.
It was warm summer evening and my wife had got the nerve to invite two of the guys who had been coming on to her over to the house for some pizza and a movie. I was cool with these guys so they were not intimidated by me or anything like that and the night was relaxed. The one guy brought his girlfriend but the other did not so that made things a little interesting because the girl was jealous of my wife. When my wife got home and welcomed our guests, she decided to go and take a shower. She came out in a white halter top that showed off her amazing tits and allowed a great view of her tanned stomach. In addition, she wore a pair of cut off jean shorts and smelled amazing. She wore no socks so her sexy bare feet with painted red nails were highly visible. To say that I was turned on would be an understatement. I think everyone was turned on. The guy that brought his girlfriend was a little uncomfortable because she was on his arm and not thrilled with being upstaged by my wife, I think that led them to leave a little earlier than he would have liked. After they left it was just me, my wife and her friend Jeff. My mind was now wondering what was next?
We all sat on the couch to take in a movie, and lucky us on the dish was a sex flick. I thought perfect. My wife was sitting close to me kind of snuggled up against my chest and Jeff was at the other end of the couch. The flick was at first just a basic fuck scene but the next story involved 2 guys and a girl. As the scene unfolded you could tell that everyone was getting a little hot. My wife but her bare feet on Jeff’s legs and she asked him if he like her nail color? He said of course and then grazed her feet with his hand. My wife said , 'Oh that feels good, if you don’t mind could you give me a foot massage. Jeff looked at me as if to say is it ok and I said , 'you’re closer than me, so go ahead.' He began rubbing her feet, and you could see his cock in his shorts getting harder. My wife became more and more aroused as was I. I began rubbing her shoulders and that was it.
When I rubbed her shoulders she kind of stretched out and her bare feet fell right into Jeff’s lap and she began rubbing his cock with her feet. With that I lifted up her halter top and began massaging her breasts. Now my wife was truly moaning in delight. Jeff was amazed by her tits and he grabbed one and began massing it with me. My wife was really get excited and said someone better give me a cock or I am going to die. I told Jeff go ahead you’re a guest. He pulled his cock out of his shorts and it was about 10 inches and very thick. My wife began sucking him like there was no tomorrow. While Jeff was getting sucked I worked her shorts off and we both started fingering her. She loved it, in fact she came almost immediately.
After she caught her breath she wanted me to fuck her. So she got in the doggy style position and I entered her. She was bucking me at every thrust and on the other end was giving Jeff one hell of a blow job. She would take his huge cock deep into her mouth so that the entire shaft was consumed by her luscious lips and tongue. By the look on his face you could tell that he was really enjoying the way she sucked his cock. Jeff and I were getting close to coming and instead of coming in her mouth and pussy she had us both pull out a come all over her beautiful tits. Jeff and came with a steady stream of juice and it went all over her tits and chest down to her stomach. Then suddenly she pulled both of us to her and licked our cocks clean. She then gave us both a sensual kiss to thank us for an incredible time.
That night we made Jeff’s wish come true as he got experience my wife, next time I think he will get the chance to stick his 10 inch cock into her sweet pussy.
My wife had a job working at a local store and was constantly getting hit on by the guys that she worked with. It was not uncommon for her to come home and say that they were staring at her beautiful tits which now had become 36C’s and they also enjoyed looking at her ass. One day she went into work to get her paycheck and wore a tight fitting shirt that really highlighted her chest and especially her nipples. The guys almost creamed their pants when they saw her. It became common for my wife to tease these guys regularly and my wife loved the attention that her tits received. In fact they called them the twins. The flirtations and sexual comments continued and we all loved. In fact, I looked forward to what they would say to her next.
One day my wife came home and said that someone had told her that the guys at work were really hot for her and wanted desperately wanted to fuck her. They had talked in the break room about sucking her nipples and just having their way with my sexy wife. She of course was flattered and asked me what I thought. The idea turned me on to say the least. It is incredible to think of other men wanting to fuck my wife. Needless to say the situation continued, the comments and sexual inuindos until one night things really heated up.
It was warm summer evening and my wife had got the nerve to invite two of the guys who had been coming on to her over to the house for some pizza and a movie. I was cool with these guys so they were not intimidated by me or anything like that and the night was relaxed. The one guy brought his girlfriend but the other did not so that made things a little interesting because the girl was jealous of my wife. When my wife got home and welcomed our guests, she decided to go and take a shower. She came out in a white halter top that showed off her amazing tits and allowed a great view of her tanned stomach. In addition, she wore a pair of cut off jean shorts and smelled amazing. She wore no socks so her sexy bare feet with painted red nails were highly visible. To say that I was turned on would be an understatement. I think everyone was turned on. The guy that brought his girlfriend was a little uncomfortable because she was on his arm and not thrilled with being upstaged by my wife, I think that led them to leave a little earlier than he would have liked. After they left it was just me, my wife and her friend Jeff. My mind was now wondering what was next?
We all sat on the couch to take in a movie, and lucky us on the dish was a sex flick. I thought perfect. My wife was sitting close to me kind of snuggled up against my chest and Jeff was at the other end of the couch. The flick was at first just a basic fuck scene but the next story involved 2 guys and a girl. As the scene unfolded you could tell that everyone was getting a little hot. My wife but her bare feet on Jeff’s legs and she asked him if he like her nail color? He said of course and then grazed her feet with his hand. My wife said , 'Oh that feels good, if you don’t mind could you give me a foot massage. Jeff looked at me as if to say is it ok and I said , 'you’re closer than me, so go ahead.' He began rubbing her feet, and you could see his cock in his shorts getting harder. My wife became more and more aroused as was I. I began rubbing her shoulders and that was it.
When I rubbed her shoulders she kind of stretched out and her bare feet fell right into Jeff’s lap and she began rubbing his cock with her feet. With that I lifted up her halter top and began massaging her breasts. Now my wife was truly moaning in delight. Jeff was amazed by her tits and he grabbed one and began massing it with me. My wife was really get excited and said someone better give me a cock or I am going to die. I told Jeff go ahead you’re a guest. He pulled his cock out of his shorts and it was about 10 inches and very thick. My wife began sucking him like there was no tomorrow. While Jeff was getting sucked I worked her shorts off and we both started fingering her. She loved it, in fact she came almost immediately.
After she caught her breath she wanted me to fuck her. So she got in the doggy style position and I entered her. She was bucking me at every thrust and on the other end was giving Jeff one hell of a blow job. She would take his huge cock deep into her mouth so that the entire shaft was consumed by her luscious lips and tongue. By the look on his face you could tell that he was really enjoying the way she sucked his cock. Jeff and I were getting close to coming and instead of coming in her mouth and pussy she had us both pull out a come all over her beautiful tits. Jeff and came with a steady stream of juice and it went all over her tits and chest down to her stomach. Then suddenly she pulled both of us to her and licked our cocks clean. She then gave us both a sensual kiss to thank us for an incredible time.
That night we made Jeff’s wish come true as he got experience my wife, next time I think he will get the chance to stick his 10 inch cock into her sweet pussy.
Blind Date Nights
First, let me tell you a little about myself and how I got started in Swinging. I am 5'5' tall, size 14 with long auburn hair and sparkling blue eyes. I have 36D breasts with large pink nipples. My breasts and nipples are extremely responsive to oral, manual or penile stimulation. I am still attractive at 46 though not as lush and mouthwatering as I was when we started swinging at 19. My husband is 6'3' tall, 170 lbs with brown hair and eyes and a strong hard nine inches of woman pleasing fun.
We were high school sweethearts and got married at 18 as sexually naïve virgins. I had never even masturbated. But we quickly changed that! We discovered I am extremely multi-orgasmic and we were young and eager sexual explorers. As part of a young bride's newly discovered masturbation fun I used to practice on fingers, bananas and dildos to learn to control my gag reflex. I'm happy to say I mastered it and became an accomplished Deep Throat Fellatrix.
Our eager exploration very quickly led us to discover the incredibly delicious pleasures of anal intercourse. I found buttfucking is the steamiest, raunchiest, meatiest of hard-cumming nasty delights. And friends, this is what changed our whole lives. I mean...I simply cannot imagine any woman enjoying the pleasure of a hard cock deep up her hungry little asshole without being curious about what it would feel like to have a prick deep in her pussy at the same time.
This curiosity is what led us into swinging. We began swinging when we were nineteen and I very quickly found the pleasures of double penetration exceeded my wildest dreams...and that triple penetration is even better and more salacious. In swinging, our sexuality blossomed along with our love and I became a confirmed bisexual when I was twenty.
And that is where this Blind Date story began...over twenty-five years ago in the minds of two enthusiastic young swingers. The original idea was my husband's but, as we discussed it, and laid out the rules for our game we both got involved in refining them and detailing them for our maximum excitement. This game has brought a sexual excitement to our lives that is so pervasive it is hard to explain. I don't think most people could understand...but active swingers should be able to understand what I mean so I address this story to them.
You know how...as a swinger...it charges your whole life with sexuality? I mean far beyond the actual swinging sex fun. I'm talking about that lower belly excitement of anticipation beforehand...about how the morning after you feel a glow and stifle a grin or giggle when someone asks you, 'What's new?' or 'What have you been up to lately?' Isn't it fun thinking what some of their reactions would be if you told them the 'fucking' truth?
And, have you noticed how it changes the way you look at people every day? When you are sexually charged and attuned you are much more aware of other's sexuality. I am confident that active swingers know what I mean...how swinging is not only fun while it's happening but it heightens your awareness between encounters.
Well, swinging girls...let me tell you that our game will take that lower belly excitement that makes your pussy creamy and maximize it beyond belief. We made the rules for our game we call 'Blind Date Night' soon after we started swinging. We have been doing it regularly now, every month for over 20 years. This is how it works...Each month...{We try to do it on the date of our wedding each month} on Blind Date Night I prepare my hair and makeup, make sure my cuntlips are cleanly shaved and my bush is neatly trimmed. Then I put on something sexy and rather slutty or sometimes wear nothing but my nipple rings and tattoos depending on my husband's outline for the evening. For those nights I go nude I have a long gray cape/cloak for leaving the house if it is cool {and when our children were home.}
Then, when we are ready to begin, he blindfolds me securely with a soft leather blindfold that is comfortable but cuts off all light and sight. Girls, it's important for it to be comfortable. I recommend practicing wearing it for a couple of hours beforehand and moving around with your husband. It is hard at first to be comfortable trusting someone to lead you blindfolded.
NO - this is NOT a bondage game. The blindfold is there for the purpose of enhancing my pleasure and excitement. As you will see...it's really the main point of the game. Some people I have told about our game say, 'How can you leave the blindfold on without your hands tied?' I reply, 'A lot of people get cheaters and swingers mixed up. But sincere swingers are NOT cheaters. We enjoy restraints and bondage in some of our other games. But not on blind date night...my hands are unrestrained...I wouldn't dream of taking the blindfold off...the whole game would lose it's point.
Girls, if you do this...and you decide not to wear panties...remember to take precautions depending on your upholstery. The anticipation...by the time you get the blindfold on usually has me oozing down my inner thighs and I need to put a towel down if I get on someone's crushed velour car seats.
Once I am blindfolded the evenings progress in a variety of ways: 1. Sometimes we remain at home...we may share a drink. Before long the doorbell rings and I hear Wes' murmured welcome and soon find myself being kissed and fondled, petted and suckled, fingered and frigged, sucked and fucked either orally, vaginally or anally. 2. Sometimes Wes puts me in the car and delivers me somewhere. I have been led into motel rooms and residences; I have been taken to echoeing gymnasiums and pleasured there or in a jock smelling locker room. I have found myself hanging onto service racks in car repair garages; taken on pool tables at a closed bar {I presume} I could tell from moving along the bar and skirting stools and tables. And there have been many encounters in stores and offices.
3. As our game continued and we matured emotionally and swingingly, Wes sometimes dropped me off somewhere to be sexually service and picked me up later or I would be taken home by my date.
4. Then, as we found so much excitement in our game we added a new twist... He began to drive me somewhere then help me out of the car and tell me to wait there. Then he would drive off. a. Sometimes I can hear traffic, not often real close but nearby. I have been standing blindfolded, dressed like a slut once in a while and heard obscenities yelled at me from passing cars. But I haven't known if it was coincidence or a plant by Wes. b. Sometimes he kisses me goodbye and takes my cloak with him; leaving me standing naked in my blindfoled with the night air caressing my swollen pierced nipples and my wet creamy snatch. When he leaves me standing naked, I can usually tell from the silence & smell that I am somewhere in the country. But there are times when I still hear traffic near. I find myself looking all over town when I go somewhere. I notice alleyways and dark shadowy areas at the end and rear of buildings and wonder if that is where I was standing naked waiting for my date. Usually it isn't long before I hear a vehicle pull up and someone will help me into another vehicle. Sometimes I am taken to a home, office or motel for a nasty suck/fuck. Sometimes I am sexually serviced in the vehicle and dropped off somewhere again. The first time I was left standing alone, dressed like a slut with crotchless panties I was so excited and horny and scared at the idea that my Twat was simply streaming down my inner thighs. I knew anyone coming near me would smell my arousal. My hands twitched at the instinct of removing my blindfold but I calmed myself by reminding myself that Wes was surely somewhere he could keep an eye on me and guard my safety.
Standing, Slut dressed or Slut naked, waiting for my date to cum and take me...or take me and cum; sometimes I don't hear a car approach. I hear distant footsteps approaching...they draw closer...pause...continue their approach...slowly...circling me. As they draw near the excitement twists deeper and harder into my lower belly. By the time they are close enough to smell my rut lust I am wound so tight that my thighs and breasts are often twitching sporadically. My knees are so weak at that point that it is no problem if my date reaches out to take my head between his hands and push me to my knees with no preliminary touching and I find myself being face fucked to a creamy, jizz gulping finish. Sometimes the date ends there...sometimes that is just the beginning of an all-nighter.
I have been approached and embraced from behind and pushed onto all fours and fucked and humped like a bitch in heat; both vaginally and anally by my mystery dates and sometimes alternately between asshole and cunt on different strokes. It is very easy to do on blind date nights because my lust is so high by the time I actually meet my date that I'm ready for virtually anything.
As time progressed I have, once in a while, found myself sexually servicing a female on date night...male and female couples...and now and then groups of three to five men. And we managed to continue my date nights through my pregnancies although we held my dates at home only, during the latter stages. Believe me, date nights did a lot to cheer me up when I was feeling swollen, bloated and ugly in pregnancy.
One thing never changes with my dates. I have heard them whistle, grunt, moan and groan and I have heard some of my female dates scream... I have sucked and fucked their cocks and cunts, drunk their semen and slurped their cream. I have had their cocks buried down my throat to their balls; rutting my streaming pussy or reaming my hot hungry asshole. I have sucked and fucked their pussies and tongue and fingerfucked their tight hershey highways...BUT...swinging girls. I have NEVER once heard one of them speak.
Why this restriction? This brings us to the most exciting point of the whole game. The point that has kept me totally mind fucked over the years. The point that keeps a hot glow in my lower belly and starts my cunt drool flowing with my first personal contact of each day. Because...though I have never seen the faces or heard the voices of my Blind Dates on date nights...I know that each and everyone of them is someone I have at least met and spoken with before. Our rule is this: It doesn't have to be someone from our social circle...but it MUST be someone I have met and spoken with face to face in person, not just by phone. For instance...the UPS driver who picked up my package could be a future date, but not the dispatcher I called to set up the pickup. Girls...can you imagine now how each day is a constant titillation living this game?
When the postman comes by and says good morning and I watch his hands shuffling the mail I wonder if those hands have manhandled my horny fuck jugs while he thumbed and suckled and licked at my nipples.
When I stop for gas I wonder if I was left standing naked over there at the side of the building one night. Has the man filling my tank with gas also filled my mouth with his cock gravy?
When I go to the parent-teacher conference I'm really wired. I KNOW I have been fucked in a school classroom on date night before because I felt the chalk board and desks and heard the empty echoes of a night school as I was led in. Was I fucked on THIS desk? By this teacher? The principal? Or was it one of the coaches or maintenance men I have also met? Was it, perhaps, a student who pilfered a key?
When the preacher shakes my hand and smiles at me is he smiling at the memory of how I begged him to, 'Lick my fucking cunt and make me Cum!?' Has the mechanic servicing my car serviced me sexually as well? When I feel my hairdresser lightly touch my neck...is it because she is remembering pulling my mouth into her pussy as she shuddered and orgasmed in my mouth?
Does the housekeeper do a better job for me than others because she liked the way we Fist fucked each other? Has the bag boy packing meat in my bags, also packed his own meat up my little asshole? Has my dentist had more than his hands in my mouth? Has he drilled more than my teeth?
You can see how it is swingers...everywhere I go...Have I fucked the neighbor down the road? Is that why they give us so much from their garden? The pizza delivery person? Our lawyer? His secretary? The list is virtually endless. As months and years go by I know more and more of my acquaintances find their way to my Pussy month by month.
Not only does this bring me delicious sexual tension at virtually every personal encounter; it keeps me on my toes. I try to meet more nice people each week. I get gas at different places, shop at different stores. When I meet people I am extra friendly. I introduce myself and ask for their names and about them. I jot these details down each day. These notes are the raw data base that Wes has to begin with. From there he must send out large numbers of anonymous contact feelers outlining signals that people can use to indicate if they are interested. Then he has to make time to check up on signals, set up interview and explain the game more fully to prospective dates. It has been our experience that many people who might not be actively swinging or seeking anything like it, are nevertheless intrigued by being part of such a mystery game. I think that idea is a strong enticement for many to have a one time adventure than just the chance for some hot new pussy for the evening. Wes has told me I have fucked and sucked people he would never have dreamed would respond back to the first anonymous feelers.
Remember girls...if you play the game... Do your part. Since your date can't speak, it is important that you maintain a dialogue for you both. Remember to remind them repeatedly about the rules in a sexy way as you go along. I do that by saying things like, 'Ohh, I'm so wet and horny...smell how wet I am...no - don't tell me. I'm going to dip my fingers for you...there...smell that...grunt if you like it. Growl if you think it smells like a nasty Slut! I AM nasty! I'm going to suck your cock cause I'm a nasty cocksucker. Put my head back so you can run it clear down my fucking throat in long strokes. Even strokes so I can snort air and sling slobbers on the outstrokes. I slobber and grunt and snort like a mare in heat if you face fuck me like a cunt! But don't blow your wad down my gullet...pull back so you can feed me your hot thick cock gravy. Shoot it in my mouth. Then pull out and tip my head back so I can open my mouth...don't you want to see my mouth filled with your creamy load? No! Don't say it! Squeeze my tits if you want to see me swirl your jizz puddle in my mouth with my tongue. Thumb my nipple rings if you want me to swallow your cock sap with my mouth open so you can watch it go down my throat!' I keep working them like that, helping them communicate with me without speaking.
Have there ever been problems with date nights? Yes...but very few. In over twenty years there have been a few months when Wes failed to find a new date partner. He tries hard to book my dates in advance and have alternates in case somebody backs out. But sometimes he has had to fall back on former dates to do another night. On those occasions he can reward somebody who has come up with a new and creative way to set up the date. Or he will contact several former dates and see if they are interested in a small gang bang.
So far, out of all my dates...only two have slipped up and let the secret out, revealing themselves as former dates. The rest have held fast and true to their agreement about game rules.
I can't take off my blindfold and I can't ask leading questions but during my dates every sense is alert for details on style of dress, neckties, blue jeans or slacks, loafers or boots...scents and smells; heavy or light beard, hair style, baldness, breast size and hair style on girls; Cock circumcised, body hair. All filed away to feed my sexual fever in coming days as I survey people with every sense alert. Sometimes I almost believe I can smell my own fuck scent and perfume on someone I see the day after a blind date. But asking is not allowed.
Sometimes the field gets narrowed considerably. Like, I have been picked up and put in law enforcement cars. Hard to miss the screen divider and missing interior handles. And hard to miss a gunbelt and badge when you're necking and undressing. And it is EXTREMELY hard to miss a nightstick shoved up your asshole while you're being cunt fucked or vice versa. But my husband's dad was a county deputy for years so we know quite a few deputies, cops and highway patrolmen.
Blind Date Night is a game I would recommend to any active swinging couple. It takes a lot of work on the husbands part, arranging them and the wife needs to make up for it by keeping up with and expanding the couple's regular swinging contacts. Of course it can be modified in all kinds of ways. You don't have to do it monthly. You could do it weekly or quarterly or whatever.
Remember, the date is just the beginning of the excitement. No matter where you go afterward or who you see you can't help thinking about it. I don't think it is possible. If your dates are all cumming out of your associates then you KNOW you are meeting your dates day by day but you don't know who they are. If you are bisexual and your husband can find a woman for your date then it can really become all pervasive. As time goes by you start to think...'Gee, I better start meeting people before I have Fucked everyone I know!' {Smile} Regarding bisexual dates: Surprisingly, or perhaps not so surprisingly, we have found quite a few women who have agreed to become dates who had never before had any bisexual contact but were so intrigued by the game...and it gives them a chance to explore bisexuality virtually anonymously. And I think the girls recognize the mind thrill it would give them when they see me knowing what I do not even more than men do.
Some of my dates recommend others to Wes as possible dates. But, if I don't already know the person I will have to be introduced socially first. See where this leads? Everyone meets people...it's a natural part of life. But when you're in this game suddenly evertime you say hello to a stranger you are thinking, 'Was this a contrived meeting to set up a future date? Are they meeting me now in order to meat me later?' Do you see girls, what I mean by this game keeping me continually mind fucked?
We would love to hear from other sincere swingers who have discovered fun swinging diversions and games together or if you enjoyed hearing about one of our favorites. Contact us at honeydun2@att.net
Felice & Wes
We were high school sweethearts and got married at 18 as sexually naïve virgins. I had never even masturbated. But we quickly changed that! We discovered I am extremely multi-orgasmic and we were young and eager sexual explorers. As part of a young bride's newly discovered masturbation fun I used to practice on fingers, bananas and dildos to learn to control my gag reflex. I'm happy to say I mastered it and became an accomplished Deep Throat Fellatrix.
Our eager exploration very quickly led us to discover the incredibly delicious pleasures of anal intercourse. I found buttfucking is the steamiest, raunchiest, meatiest of hard-cumming nasty delights. And friends, this is what changed our whole lives. I mean...I simply cannot imagine any woman enjoying the pleasure of a hard cock deep up her hungry little asshole without being curious about what it would feel like to have a prick deep in her pussy at the same time.
This curiosity is what led us into swinging. We began swinging when we were nineteen and I very quickly found the pleasures of double penetration exceeded my wildest dreams...and that triple penetration is even better and more salacious. In swinging, our sexuality blossomed along with our love and I became a confirmed bisexual when I was twenty.
And that is where this Blind Date story began...over twenty-five years ago in the minds of two enthusiastic young swingers. The original idea was my husband's but, as we discussed it, and laid out the rules for our game we both got involved in refining them and detailing them for our maximum excitement. This game has brought a sexual excitement to our lives that is so pervasive it is hard to explain. I don't think most people could understand...but active swingers should be able to understand what I mean so I address this story to them.
You know how...as a swinger...it charges your whole life with sexuality? I mean far beyond the actual swinging sex fun. I'm talking about that lower belly excitement of anticipation beforehand...about how the morning after you feel a glow and stifle a grin or giggle when someone asks you, 'What's new?' or 'What have you been up to lately?' Isn't it fun thinking what some of their reactions would be if you told them the 'fucking' truth?
And, have you noticed how it changes the way you look at people every day? When you are sexually charged and attuned you are much more aware of other's sexuality. I am confident that active swingers know what I mean...how swinging is not only fun while it's happening but it heightens your awareness between encounters.
Well, swinging girls...let me tell you that our game will take that lower belly excitement that makes your pussy creamy and maximize it beyond belief. We made the rules for our game we call 'Blind Date Night' soon after we started swinging. We have been doing it regularly now, every month for over 20 years. This is how it works...Each month...{We try to do it on the date of our wedding each month} on Blind Date Night I prepare my hair and makeup, make sure my cuntlips are cleanly shaved and my bush is neatly trimmed. Then I put on something sexy and rather slutty or sometimes wear nothing but my nipple rings and tattoos depending on my husband's outline for the evening. For those nights I go nude I have a long gray cape/cloak for leaving the house if it is cool {and when our children were home.}
Then, when we are ready to begin, he blindfolds me securely with a soft leather blindfold that is comfortable but cuts off all light and sight. Girls, it's important for it to be comfortable. I recommend practicing wearing it for a couple of hours beforehand and moving around with your husband. It is hard at first to be comfortable trusting someone to lead you blindfolded.
NO - this is NOT a bondage game. The blindfold is there for the purpose of enhancing my pleasure and excitement. As you will see...it's really the main point of the game. Some people I have told about our game say, 'How can you leave the blindfold on without your hands tied?' I reply, 'A lot of people get cheaters and swingers mixed up. But sincere swingers are NOT cheaters. We enjoy restraints and bondage in some of our other games. But not on blind date night...my hands are unrestrained...I wouldn't dream of taking the blindfold off...the whole game would lose it's point.
Girls, if you do this...and you decide not to wear panties...remember to take precautions depending on your upholstery. The anticipation...by the time you get the blindfold on usually has me oozing down my inner thighs and I need to put a towel down if I get on someone's crushed velour car seats.
Once I am blindfolded the evenings progress in a variety of ways: 1. Sometimes we remain at home...we may share a drink. Before long the doorbell rings and I hear Wes' murmured welcome and soon find myself being kissed and fondled, petted and suckled, fingered and frigged, sucked and fucked either orally, vaginally or anally. 2. Sometimes Wes puts me in the car and delivers me somewhere. I have been led into motel rooms and residences; I have been taken to echoeing gymnasiums and pleasured there or in a jock smelling locker room. I have found myself hanging onto service racks in car repair garages; taken on pool tables at a closed bar {I presume} I could tell from moving along the bar and skirting stools and tables. And there have been many encounters in stores and offices.
3. As our game continued and we matured emotionally and swingingly, Wes sometimes dropped me off somewhere to be sexually service and picked me up later or I would be taken home by my date.
4. Then, as we found so much excitement in our game we added a new twist... He began to drive me somewhere then help me out of the car and tell me to wait there. Then he would drive off. a. Sometimes I can hear traffic, not often real close but nearby. I have been standing blindfolded, dressed like a slut once in a while and heard obscenities yelled at me from passing cars. But I haven't known if it was coincidence or a plant by Wes. b. Sometimes he kisses me goodbye and takes my cloak with him; leaving me standing naked in my blindfoled with the night air caressing my swollen pierced nipples and my wet creamy snatch. When he leaves me standing naked, I can usually tell from the silence & smell that I am somewhere in the country. But there are times when I still hear traffic near. I find myself looking all over town when I go somewhere. I notice alleyways and dark shadowy areas at the end and rear of buildings and wonder if that is where I was standing naked waiting for my date. Usually it isn't long before I hear a vehicle pull up and someone will help me into another vehicle. Sometimes I am taken to a home, office or motel for a nasty suck/fuck. Sometimes I am sexually serviced in the vehicle and dropped off somewhere again. The first time I was left standing alone, dressed like a slut with crotchless panties I was so excited and horny and scared at the idea that my Twat was simply streaming down my inner thighs. I knew anyone coming near me would smell my arousal. My hands twitched at the instinct of removing my blindfold but I calmed myself by reminding myself that Wes was surely somewhere he could keep an eye on me and guard my safety.
Standing, Slut dressed or Slut naked, waiting for my date to cum and take me...or take me and cum; sometimes I don't hear a car approach. I hear distant footsteps approaching...they draw closer...pause...continue their approach...slowly...circling me. As they draw near the excitement twists deeper and harder into my lower belly. By the time they are close enough to smell my rut lust I am wound so tight that my thighs and breasts are often twitching sporadically. My knees are so weak at that point that it is no problem if my date reaches out to take my head between his hands and push me to my knees with no preliminary touching and I find myself being face fucked to a creamy, jizz gulping finish. Sometimes the date ends there...sometimes that is just the beginning of an all-nighter.
I have been approached and embraced from behind and pushed onto all fours and fucked and humped like a bitch in heat; both vaginally and anally by my mystery dates and sometimes alternately between asshole and cunt on different strokes. It is very easy to do on blind date nights because my lust is so high by the time I actually meet my date that I'm ready for virtually anything.
As time progressed I have, once in a while, found myself sexually servicing a female on date night...male and female couples...and now and then groups of three to five men. And we managed to continue my date nights through my pregnancies although we held my dates at home only, during the latter stages. Believe me, date nights did a lot to cheer me up when I was feeling swollen, bloated and ugly in pregnancy.
One thing never changes with my dates. I have heard them whistle, grunt, moan and groan and I have heard some of my female dates scream... I have sucked and fucked their cocks and cunts, drunk their semen and slurped their cream. I have had their cocks buried down my throat to their balls; rutting my streaming pussy or reaming my hot hungry asshole. I have sucked and fucked their pussies and tongue and fingerfucked their tight hershey highways...BUT...swinging girls. I have NEVER once heard one of them speak.
Why this restriction? This brings us to the most exciting point of the whole game. The point that has kept me totally mind fucked over the years. The point that keeps a hot glow in my lower belly and starts my cunt drool flowing with my first personal contact of each day. Because...though I have never seen the faces or heard the voices of my Blind Dates on date nights...I know that each and everyone of them is someone I have at least met and spoken with before. Our rule is this: It doesn't have to be someone from our social circle...but it MUST be someone I have met and spoken with face to face in person, not just by phone. For instance...the UPS driver who picked up my package could be a future date, but not the dispatcher I called to set up the pickup. Girls...can you imagine now how each day is a constant titillation living this game?
When the postman comes by and says good morning and I watch his hands shuffling the mail I wonder if those hands have manhandled my horny fuck jugs while he thumbed and suckled and licked at my nipples.
When I stop for gas I wonder if I was left standing naked over there at the side of the building one night. Has the man filling my tank with gas also filled my mouth with his cock gravy?
When I go to the parent-teacher conference I'm really wired. I KNOW I have been fucked in a school classroom on date night before because I felt the chalk board and desks and heard the empty echoes of a night school as I was led in. Was I fucked on THIS desk? By this teacher? The principal? Or was it one of the coaches or maintenance men I have also met? Was it, perhaps, a student who pilfered a key?
When the preacher shakes my hand and smiles at me is he smiling at the memory of how I begged him to, 'Lick my fucking cunt and make me Cum!?' Has the mechanic servicing my car serviced me sexually as well? When I feel my hairdresser lightly touch my neck...is it because she is remembering pulling my mouth into her pussy as she shuddered and orgasmed in my mouth?
Does the housekeeper do a better job for me than others because she liked the way we Fist fucked each other? Has the bag boy packing meat in my bags, also packed his own meat up my little asshole? Has my dentist had more than his hands in my mouth? Has he drilled more than my teeth?
You can see how it is swingers...everywhere I go...Have I fucked the neighbor down the road? Is that why they give us so much from their garden? The pizza delivery person? Our lawyer? His secretary? The list is virtually endless. As months and years go by I know more and more of my acquaintances find their way to my Pussy month by month.
Not only does this bring me delicious sexual tension at virtually every personal encounter; it keeps me on my toes. I try to meet more nice people each week. I get gas at different places, shop at different stores. When I meet people I am extra friendly. I introduce myself and ask for their names and about them. I jot these details down each day. These notes are the raw data base that Wes has to begin with. From there he must send out large numbers of anonymous contact feelers outlining signals that people can use to indicate if they are interested. Then he has to make time to check up on signals, set up interview and explain the game more fully to prospective dates. It has been our experience that many people who might not be actively swinging or seeking anything like it, are nevertheless intrigued by being part of such a mystery game. I think that idea is a strong enticement for many to have a one time adventure than just the chance for some hot new pussy for the evening. Wes has told me I have fucked and sucked people he would never have dreamed would respond back to the first anonymous feelers.
Remember girls...if you play the game... Do your part. Since your date can't speak, it is important that you maintain a dialogue for you both. Remember to remind them repeatedly about the rules in a sexy way as you go along. I do that by saying things like, 'Ohh, I'm so wet and horny...smell how wet I am...no - don't tell me. I'm going to dip my fingers for you...there...smell that...grunt if you like it. Growl if you think it smells like a nasty Slut! I AM nasty! I'm going to suck your cock cause I'm a nasty cocksucker. Put my head back so you can run it clear down my fucking throat in long strokes. Even strokes so I can snort air and sling slobbers on the outstrokes. I slobber and grunt and snort like a mare in heat if you face fuck me like a cunt! But don't blow your wad down my gullet...pull back so you can feed me your hot thick cock gravy. Shoot it in my mouth. Then pull out and tip my head back so I can open my mouth...don't you want to see my mouth filled with your creamy load? No! Don't say it! Squeeze my tits if you want to see me swirl your jizz puddle in my mouth with my tongue. Thumb my nipple rings if you want me to swallow your cock sap with my mouth open so you can watch it go down my throat!' I keep working them like that, helping them communicate with me without speaking.
Have there ever been problems with date nights? Yes...but very few. In over twenty years there have been a few months when Wes failed to find a new date partner. He tries hard to book my dates in advance and have alternates in case somebody backs out. But sometimes he has had to fall back on former dates to do another night. On those occasions he can reward somebody who has come up with a new and creative way to set up the date. Or he will contact several former dates and see if they are interested in a small gang bang.
So far, out of all my dates...only two have slipped up and let the secret out, revealing themselves as former dates. The rest have held fast and true to their agreement about game rules.
I can't take off my blindfold and I can't ask leading questions but during my dates every sense is alert for details on style of dress, neckties, blue jeans or slacks, loafers or boots...scents and smells; heavy or light beard, hair style, baldness, breast size and hair style on girls; Cock circumcised, body hair. All filed away to feed my sexual fever in coming days as I survey people with every sense alert. Sometimes I almost believe I can smell my own fuck scent and perfume on someone I see the day after a blind date. But asking is not allowed.
Sometimes the field gets narrowed considerably. Like, I have been picked up and put in law enforcement cars. Hard to miss the screen divider and missing interior handles. And hard to miss a gunbelt and badge when you're necking and undressing. And it is EXTREMELY hard to miss a nightstick shoved up your asshole while you're being cunt fucked or vice versa. But my husband's dad was a county deputy for years so we know quite a few deputies, cops and highway patrolmen.
Blind Date Night is a game I would recommend to any active swinging couple. It takes a lot of work on the husbands part, arranging them and the wife needs to make up for it by keeping up with and expanding the couple's regular swinging contacts. Of course it can be modified in all kinds of ways. You don't have to do it monthly. You could do it weekly or quarterly or whatever.
Remember, the date is just the beginning of the excitement. No matter where you go afterward or who you see you can't help thinking about it. I don't think it is possible. If your dates are all cumming out of your associates then you KNOW you are meeting your dates day by day but you don't know who they are. If you are bisexual and your husband can find a woman for your date then it can really become all pervasive. As time goes by you start to think...'Gee, I better start meeting people before I have Fucked everyone I know!' {Smile} Regarding bisexual dates: Surprisingly, or perhaps not so surprisingly, we have found quite a few women who have agreed to become dates who had never before had any bisexual contact but were so intrigued by the game...and it gives them a chance to explore bisexuality virtually anonymously. And I think the girls recognize the mind thrill it would give them when they see me knowing what I do not even more than men do.
Some of my dates recommend others to Wes as possible dates. But, if I don't already know the person I will have to be introduced socially first. See where this leads? Everyone meets people...it's a natural part of life. But when you're in this game suddenly evertime you say hello to a stranger you are thinking, 'Was this a contrived meeting to set up a future date? Are they meeting me now in order to meat me later?' Do you see girls, what I mean by this game keeping me continually mind fucked?
We would love to hear from other sincere swingers who have discovered fun swinging diversions and games together or if you enjoyed hearing about one of our favorites. Contact us at honeydun2@att.net
Felice & Wes
My First & Only Threesome
One rather slow evening, I was checking out one of the new telephone chatlines out of curiousity. I had broken-up with my girlfriend of 6 years a year earlier. Anyway, this young couple and I ended up talking for about an hour. As we all became more comfortable, this professional couple revealed that they wanted to experience their first threesome. They have been married for about 5 years {no kids} and felt comfortable about expanding their sexual horizons. To make a long story short, after many questions, all three of us felt we should meet at their apartment and let nature take its course - no one had to do anything if they felt uncomfortable. It was also made clear that only sexual activity would be heterosexual. Thus, after confirming our feelings and intentions, I grabbed two great bottles of Cabernet Sauvignon and headed to their place.
When I arrived there, he opened the door and wife was nowhere to be found. After checking me out, he asked me to come out saying that I was 'okay' as expected. We introduced ourselves and started drinking the wine to unwind to prepare for whatever the evening might have in store for us. He and I were the same type average build -both professional and clean cut - in our thirties. She was about 5' 6' and in excellent shape - overall a very attractive woman { long blonde hair with blue eyes - wearing bicycle shorts and t-shirt. The place was small, but decorated in very practical and professionally-designed setting. They had a queen size bed in one side of their studio.
After formalities and more relaxed conversation, it became evident that he was somewhat submissive and she liked dominating him. However, she also wanted to be dominated by me which was compatible with my own preferences. While this story is more about swinging and less about S/M, it was clear that I would take charge from now on. We also knew that sex would definitely happen - you can feel it in the air!
At first, I wanted to have a good look at this pretty woman. Thus while her husband looked on, I asked to alternate walking toward me and away from me - but she had to keep eye contact with me. She proceeded to do this several times -each time bending over - so that I can appreciate every inch of her well toned body.
Then, I asked her to strip for me and to repeat the entire scenario of walking back and forth. The entire scene was incredible erotic, and everyone was very much turned on. It' was clear that she really enjoyed me telling her what to do in front of her husband. It took great self-control to resist having sex at that point - of course, good wine helps.
At this time, I asked that all three of us get into bed to get more comfortable. Because the bed was small, she was on her back in the middle, and we surrounded her at either side. I wanted to watch them, thus I asked him to do whatever he wished to her. He proceeded to go down on her. As she responded to his gentile actions / tongue, I played with her hair and breasts and talked gently with her. She was loving every moment of this dual attention. In fact, a few minutes later, she yelled that she needed to be fucked - she wanted a cock now! I was still in a mood to watch, thus her husband started to mount her. She was very wet and ready, but he had a problem staying hard {understandable under the circumstances!}. I asked everyone to relax and to start over as he was somewhat embarassed. After much more foreplay, it became clear that he would be unable to perform that evening. I was ready to take charge! I asked her what her favorite position was, and she replied being on top, but that her husband always preferred the missionary position. Thus, I asked him to watch, I took her place in bed and told her to squat over my now hard cock { we had previously discussed using condoms as she was not on birth control}. I have a thing about always entering a woman slowly at first to really enjoy that moment of being in charge. Frankly speaking, when you penetrate a woman for the first time, you 'own' her being at that moment - no matter what age/profession/etc. Thus, I grabbed her butt and lowered her onto my cock slowly - what a moment! She was very wet and very excited. I was the first cock outside her husband since her marriage, and the husband was watching all this. We fucked for about 10 minutes very slowly as I caressed here breasts and explored her body completely with my body and mind. Then, I asked to roll over so that I can fuck her from top. When we switched positions, I was no longer gentile. I pounded her pussy hard for about 5 minutes before she came with a loud moan/yell. Funny thing, I was very hard but could not come { by this time, all three of us had consumed total of three bottles of wine in a short span of time}. While she and I were fucking, her husband was watching only several inches way from us. It an incredible erotic moment for me. We continued fucking this way for a while. Soon, all three of us were tired and we had fallen asleep.
I awoke from sleep to a wonderful feeling. I was limp, but she had my cock in her mouth bringing me back to life. I love being awakened orally by my partner and growing in her mouth. I looked over, and her husband was still out asleep. After getting hard again, I reached for another condom. However, she stopped me and asked to penetrate her naturally - she wanted to feel all of my cock -skin against skin. I questioned her about birth control, and she said fuck her and I can come outside her pussy. I rolled her over, and gently entered her again. I would always steal a glance at her husband to see if he would wake up - he never did. As our fucking continued, I quickened the pace, but not enough to shake the bed badly. I didnot want her husband to wake-up to find me fucking his wife without a condom.
Since I had not come earlier, I could feel my juice getting ready to explode. Thus, I asked her where she would prefer for me to come. I could not believe her answer!
She wanted my juice inside her - she actually begged me to come deep inside her.
I asked her again to make sure of her intentions. After she confirmed her feelings, I quickened my pace. I could no longer hold it back, and I came deep inside her pussy. I am loud when I come, But I had to keep quiet, and I covered her mouth as well. Shortly thereafter, she came with me. I fely my juice penetrating her, then I felt her juices lubricating my cock. It was the single most erotic moment of my life!
I stayed inside her until my limp cock was forced out. We then hugged each other for a while complemented by gentile kisses and soft whispers.
After recovery, it was time to go. I dressed and walked myself out the door with a serious grin on my face. When I looked at my watch, I had spent just under 4 hours at their place. We never met / called again. I only have special memories of this adventure. Hopefully, you can all relate to this. Thanks.
When I arrived there, he opened the door and wife was nowhere to be found. After checking me out, he asked me to come out saying that I was 'okay' as expected. We introduced ourselves and started drinking the wine to unwind to prepare for whatever the evening might have in store for us. He and I were the same type average build -both professional and clean cut - in our thirties. She was about 5' 6' and in excellent shape - overall a very attractive woman { long blonde hair with blue eyes - wearing bicycle shorts and t-shirt. The place was small, but decorated in very practical and professionally-designed setting. They had a queen size bed in one side of their studio.
After formalities and more relaxed conversation, it became evident that he was somewhat submissive and she liked dominating him. However, she also wanted to be dominated by me which was compatible with my own preferences. While this story is more about swinging and less about S/M, it was clear that I would take charge from now on. We also knew that sex would definitely happen - you can feel it in the air!
At first, I wanted to have a good look at this pretty woman. Thus while her husband looked on, I asked to alternate walking toward me and away from me - but she had to keep eye contact with me. She proceeded to do this several times -each time bending over - so that I can appreciate every inch of her well toned body.
Then, I asked her to strip for me and to repeat the entire scenario of walking back and forth. The entire scene was incredible erotic, and everyone was very much turned on. It' was clear that she really enjoyed me telling her what to do in front of her husband. It took great self-control to resist having sex at that point - of course, good wine helps.
At this time, I asked that all three of us get into bed to get more comfortable. Because the bed was small, she was on her back in the middle, and we surrounded her at either side. I wanted to watch them, thus I asked him to do whatever he wished to her. He proceeded to go down on her. As she responded to his gentile actions / tongue, I played with her hair and breasts and talked gently with her. She was loving every moment of this dual attention. In fact, a few minutes later, she yelled that she needed to be fucked - she wanted a cock now! I was still in a mood to watch, thus her husband started to mount her. She was very wet and ready, but he had a problem staying hard {understandable under the circumstances!}. I asked everyone to relax and to start over as he was somewhat embarassed. After much more foreplay, it became clear that he would be unable to perform that evening. I was ready to take charge! I asked her what her favorite position was, and she replied being on top, but that her husband always preferred the missionary position. Thus, I asked him to watch, I took her place in bed and told her to squat over my now hard cock { we had previously discussed using condoms as she was not on birth control}. I have a thing about always entering a woman slowly at first to really enjoy that moment of being in charge. Frankly speaking, when you penetrate a woman for the first time, you 'own' her being at that moment - no matter what age/profession/etc. Thus, I grabbed her butt and lowered her onto my cock slowly - what a moment! She was very wet and very excited. I was the first cock outside her husband since her marriage, and the husband was watching all this. We fucked for about 10 minutes very slowly as I caressed here breasts and explored her body completely with my body and mind. Then, I asked to roll over so that I can fuck her from top. When we switched positions, I was no longer gentile. I pounded her pussy hard for about 5 minutes before she came with a loud moan/yell. Funny thing, I was very hard but could not come { by this time, all three of us had consumed total of three bottles of wine in a short span of time}. While she and I were fucking, her husband was watching only several inches way from us. It an incredible erotic moment for me. We continued fucking this way for a while. Soon, all three of us were tired and we had fallen asleep.
I awoke from sleep to a wonderful feeling. I was limp, but she had my cock in her mouth bringing me back to life. I love being awakened orally by my partner and growing in her mouth. I looked over, and her husband was still out asleep. After getting hard again, I reached for another condom. However, she stopped me and asked to penetrate her naturally - she wanted to feel all of my cock -skin against skin. I questioned her about birth control, and she said fuck her and I can come outside her pussy. I rolled her over, and gently entered her again. I would always steal a glance at her husband to see if he would wake up - he never did. As our fucking continued, I quickened the pace, but not enough to shake the bed badly. I didnot want her husband to wake-up to find me fucking his wife without a condom.
Since I had not come earlier, I could feel my juice getting ready to explode. Thus, I asked her where she would prefer for me to come. I could not believe her answer!
She wanted my juice inside her - she actually begged me to come deep inside her.
I asked her again to make sure of her intentions. After she confirmed her feelings, I quickened my pace. I could no longer hold it back, and I came deep inside her pussy. I am loud when I come, But I had to keep quiet, and I covered her mouth as well. Shortly thereafter, she came with me. I fely my juice penetrating her, then I felt her juices lubricating my cock. It was the single most erotic moment of my life!
I stayed inside her until my limp cock was forced out. We then hugged each other for a while complemented by gentile kisses and soft whispers.
After recovery, it was time to go. I dressed and walked myself out the door with a serious grin on my face. When I looked at my watch, I had spent just under 4 hours at their place. We never met / called again. I only have special memories of this adventure. Hopefully, you can all relate to this. Thanks.
Back At The Condo
Robert was sitting on the kitchen counter, a plate of macaroni salad in one hand and a plastic cup of beer in the other, trying to bring up group sex without sounding like a pervert.
'Pornography,' he told me, 'is the only sure ticket on the Internet. All the legitimate businesses are still thousands of dollars in the hole.'
'Good for them,' I said, hoping Robert would drop the subject. I wasn't comfortable talking about adult entertainment at a family function, not with relatives scattered throughout my parent's house chatting and exchanging presents, nibbling on the Christmas ham, giving hugs and handshakes and pecks on the cheek.
I tried to change the subject. 'So, what did you end up getting Kevin for Christmas?'
'Poke'mon cards. Sarah says he's becoming obsessed with them, but better trading cards than drugs, no what I mean?'
'Of course.'
Robert sipped his beer. 'Anyway, I hear adult websites bring in tons of money. Like those sites made for swingers. Christ. Have you ever read any of the personal ads? Some of that stuff is--'
But before Rob could finish, in walked Sarah with an empty champaign glass in her hand.
'Sarah!' I said, glad to be rescued. 'How's it going?'
'I need another glass of wine.'
'Chasing after the eternal buzz?'
She didn't answer me. She pulled Robert by the arm and whispered in his ear. Robert nodded. The two of them winked and giggled.
That's when they made the proposition. ***They wanted me to visit their condo. They lived on Reed Street, ten miles north of my parent's place. 'Please, please, please,' Sarah was saying, her breath reeking of rum and cigarettes.
I tried to think of an excuse. 'Well, I've got to return some video tapes . . .'
'On Christmas? Can't you take them back tomorrow?'
'Sure, but--'
'Then you’re coming,' she said, and refilled her glass of wine. *** We arrived at the condo at quarter to ten. The three of us sat in the living room watching reruns of MASH, and every so often, Sarah would get up and check on the laundry. Each time she left the room Robert would pull out a bright yellow video tape from under the couch entitled 'Euro-Trash' and throw it in the VCR. The scene we were watching now showed an amazingly hot European broad with great tits getting ram-rodded by two dudes at once. 'Why are you watching this?' I said to Robert. 'I don't need to see this. And what about Sarah? Does she know you watch this shit?'
'She watches it with me,' he said.
'What?'
'Yep, on Friday nights.'
Tonight was Friday. I didn't like where this was going.
'Well do me a favor,' I said. 'Don't watch this stuff with me around, okay?'
'Why? What's wrong with it?'
'It's making me uncomfortable.'
'You mean it's turning you on?'
'No,' I said. 'I just feel sorry for that girl. She's getting drilled by two guys at once.'
'And loving it, too,' a voice called from across the room. It was Sarah. She was standing in the archway of the living room wearing white platform heels and nothing else. Her long blond hair was tied up in a red ribbon on her head.
'Come on in dear,' Robert said to his wife. 'Roy and I were just watching this fine video.'
I turned my attention back to the video, which was showing a nasty climax scene: The guy on top of the Euro-slut was pulling his prick from her cunt and jerking himself off all over her face. She was moaning and trying to get it all in her mouth. She was doing a poor job; his cream was splattering all over her chin and cheeks.
Then the other guy--the one on the bottom--was hitting his peak, pulling his prick out of her ass. She scrambled to the left to take his cream as well. The guy closed his eyes and made a noise like he was constipated. The Euro-slut grabbed his spurting dick and shoved it in her mouth. She moaned and spat out a giant wad of jism. It trickled down her neck and between her tits. The camera panned in to show a close-up of her ass and pussy. They were both red and stretched wide. Then the camera panned to show an extreme close-up of her face. She was smiling, mouth partially open, gobs of jit sticking to her lips, silver fillings twinkling in her teeth.
The guy who just fucked her cunt and shot his load all over her face said, 'That's how we do it in America, baby.'
The Euro-slut was smiling like she was at her 10th birthday party. She said, with a heavy Dutch accent, 'More. I want more.'
The guy who just finished fucking her ass--a guy with six-pack abs--walked over and said, 'No, baby. We got to go now.'
Robert turned off the movie, clapped his hands together, and said, 'Good show, wasn't it?'
Sarah reached over and grabbed Robert's prick through his jeans. 'Yes. It was. Makes me want to do things . . .'
I watched both of them--Sarah, my friend since college, and Robert, her husband--and hadn't a clue what to make of them. Sure, my dick was rock hard, but group sex? Suddenly I wished I'd made the trip to Blockbuster.
Robert pulled down his jeans and Sarah started sucking his cock, right in front of me, the goddamn slut.
'What the hell are you doing?' I asked them.
'I'm sucking my husband's dick,' Sarah said. She pumped her fist on his cock and then stuck his rod of flesh back in her mouth. Robert's cock was hard and thick, filling Sarah's mouth like a bloated hotdog.
Robert took off his shirt. 'My wife's such a piece of ass, isn't she?'
I couldn't speak. I was mesmerized by Sarah sucking him off.
Sarah uncorked his prick from her mouth. 'This is more fun than I've had in ages, sucking on Robert's cock. You wanna try it?'
'What?' I said.
'Do you wanna suck his dick?' she said. 'I see you standing there with your eyes bugging out of your head . . .'
I looked at Robert. He had a neutral expression on his face that said: I'll try anything once. My dick was getting very hard. The thought of Robert's penis in my mouth was making me crazy. I wasn't gay, but I did possess tendencies. Bisexual tendencies. Tendencies that arose from watching too much porno {although I'd never admit that to Robert}, tendencies that started out harmless but grew bigger and bigger, tendencies that ate away at my moral fiber like termites eating away at the foundation of a house. I'd watch a couple of hot ass lesbos licking each other's twats and say, 'I wish I could do that.' But I couldn't because I was a man, and the only thing comparable to lesbianism in a man was, well . . . being with another man. That was it. That was the closest I could get to being a lesbian: Being with another man.
Robert spread his legs apart and Sarah went from sucking his dick to tonguing his balls. Yes, she was a piece of ass. Both of them were. Sarah with her cute little backside and her big round jugs hanging from that tall thin frame. And Robert--Jesus. He was stacked. I never knew he was so muscular . . . and so hairless. I wondered if he shaved himself.
'Pornography,' he told me, 'is the only sure ticket on the Internet. All the legitimate businesses are still thousands of dollars in the hole.'
'Good for them,' I said, hoping Robert would drop the subject. I wasn't comfortable talking about adult entertainment at a family function, not with relatives scattered throughout my parent's house chatting and exchanging presents, nibbling on the Christmas ham, giving hugs and handshakes and pecks on the cheek.
I tried to change the subject. 'So, what did you end up getting Kevin for Christmas?'
'Poke'mon cards. Sarah says he's becoming obsessed with them, but better trading cards than drugs, no what I mean?'
'Of course.'
Robert sipped his beer. 'Anyway, I hear adult websites bring in tons of money. Like those sites made for swingers. Christ. Have you ever read any of the personal ads? Some of that stuff is--'
But before Rob could finish, in walked Sarah with an empty champaign glass in her hand.
'Sarah!' I said, glad to be rescued. 'How's it going?'
'I need another glass of wine.'
'Chasing after the eternal buzz?'
She didn't answer me. She pulled Robert by the arm and whispered in his ear. Robert nodded. The two of them winked and giggled.
That's when they made the proposition. ***They wanted me to visit their condo. They lived on Reed Street, ten miles north of my parent's place. 'Please, please, please,' Sarah was saying, her breath reeking of rum and cigarettes.
I tried to think of an excuse. 'Well, I've got to return some video tapes . . .'
'On Christmas? Can't you take them back tomorrow?'
'Sure, but--'
'Then you’re coming,' she said, and refilled her glass of wine. *** We arrived at the condo at quarter to ten. The three of us sat in the living room watching reruns of MASH, and every so often, Sarah would get up and check on the laundry. Each time she left the room Robert would pull out a bright yellow video tape from under the couch entitled 'Euro-Trash' and throw it in the VCR. The scene we were watching now showed an amazingly hot European broad with great tits getting ram-rodded by two dudes at once. 'Why are you watching this?' I said to Robert. 'I don't need to see this. And what about Sarah? Does she know you watch this shit?'
'She watches it with me,' he said.
'What?'
'Yep, on Friday nights.'
Tonight was Friday. I didn't like where this was going.
'Well do me a favor,' I said. 'Don't watch this stuff with me around, okay?'
'Why? What's wrong with it?'
'It's making me uncomfortable.'
'You mean it's turning you on?'
'No,' I said. 'I just feel sorry for that girl. She's getting drilled by two guys at once.'
'And loving it, too,' a voice called from across the room. It was Sarah. She was standing in the archway of the living room wearing white platform heels and nothing else. Her long blond hair was tied up in a red ribbon on her head.
'Come on in dear,' Robert said to his wife. 'Roy and I were just watching this fine video.'
I turned my attention back to the video, which was showing a nasty climax scene: The guy on top of the Euro-slut was pulling his prick from her cunt and jerking himself off all over her face. She was moaning and trying to get it all in her mouth. She was doing a poor job; his cream was splattering all over her chin and cheeks.
Then the other guy--the one on the bottom--was hitting his peak, pulling his prick out of her ass. She scrambled to the left to take his cream as well. The guy closed his eyes and made a noise like he was constipated. The Euro-slut grabbed his spurting dick and shoved it in her mouth. She moaned and spat out a giant wad of jism. It trickled down her neck and between her tits. The camera panned in to show a close-up of her ass and pussy. They were both red and stretched wide. Then the camera panned to show an extreme close-up of her face. She was smiling, mouth partially open, gobs of jit sticking to her lips, silver fillings twinkling in her teeth.
The guy who just fucked her cunt and shot his load all over her face said, 'That's how we do it in America, baby.'
The Euro-slut was smiling like she was at her 10th birthday party. She said, with a heavy Dutch accent, 'More. I want more.'
The guy who just finished fucking her ass--a guy with six-pack abs--walked over and said, 'No, baby. We got to go now.'
Robert turned off the movie, clapped his hands together, and said, 'Good show, wasn't it?'
Sarah reached over and grabbed Robert's prick through his jeans. 'Yes. It was. Makes me want to do things . . .'
I watched both of them--Sarah, my friend since college, and Robert, her husband--and hadn't a clue what to make of them. Sure, my dick was rock hard, but group sex? Suddenly I wished I'd made the trip to Blockbuster.
Robert pulled down his jeans and Sarah started sucking his cock, right in front of me, the goddamn slut.
'What the hell are you doing?' I asked them.
'I'm sucking my husband's dick,' Sarah said. She pumped her fist on his cock and then stuck his rod of flesh back in her mouth. Robert's cock was hard and thick, filling Sarah's mouth like a bloated hotdog.
Robert took off his shirt. 'My wife's such a piece of ass, isn't she?'
I couldn't speak. I was mesmerized by Sarah sucking him off.
Sarah uncorked his prick from her mouth. 'This is more fun than I've had in ages, sucking on Robert's cock. You wanna try it?'
'What?' I said.
'Do you wanna suck his dick?' she said. 'I see you standing there with your eyes bugging out of your head . . .'
I looked at Robert. He had a neutral expression on his face that said: I'll try anything once. My dick was getting very hard. The thought of Robert's penis in my mouth was making me crazy. I wasn't gay, but I did possess tendencies. Bisexual tendencies. Tendencies that arose from watching too much porno {although I'd never admit that to Robert}, tendencies that started out harmless but grew bigger and bigger, tendencies that ate away at my moral fiber like termites eating away at the foundation of a house. I'd watch a couple of hot ass lesbos licking each other's twats and say, 'I wish I could do that.' But I couldn't because I was a man, and the only thing comparable to lesbianism in a man was, well . . . being with another man. That was it. That was the closest I could get to being a lesbian: Being with another man.
Robert spread his legs apart and Sarah went from sucking his dick to tonguing his balls. Yes, she was a piece of ass. Both of them were. Sarah with her cute little backside and her big round jugs hanging from that tall thin frame. And Robert--Jesus. He was stacked. I never knew he was so muscular . . . and so hairless. I wondered if he shaved himself.
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