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.
2008-03-26
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.
Sharing With Brother
As I have said previously, Mary has screwed a LOT of guys and has always told me all the details of course, have always looked forward to hearing about her experiences. There were many men who have fucked her that had no idea that she was telling me everything - either before or after the screwing. It was a 'kick' to be around a man that had recently fucked my wife and watch as he tried to act normal. I would really get him going when I would say something like, 'Would you look at Mary - I think she must have forgotten her bra the way her nipples are sticking out; almost like someone had been sucking on them.' About this time the fellow would about swallow his tongue, much as Mary had swallowed his cock earlier. As I have said, Mary has fucked about all of my friends except for those that were really prudes {but she even got some of them} and the ones that really turned her off.
When Mary returns from a screwing I like for her to open her legs wide and then use her fingers to open her pussy and tease me about how big and hard the other fellows cock was and how much cum he had left in her pussy for me to use my tongue cleaning out. If the guy had fucked her twice, which was pretty common, then her pussy hair would be covered with cum, along with her thighs. I would then bury my face in her luscious cunt while she encouraged me by telling me how great it felt to have my tongue licking just where the other fellows cock had recently been. By the time I had finished sucking her wet pussy my entire face would be pretty well covered with cum and she would say that I looked like an old man with a white beard with all that cum coating my lips and cheeks. Then I would look up at her and say that it was about time for her to get a fresh taste of her lovers cum and then slip my cum covered tongue between her lips. Sometimes, if the guy had cum a lot I would be able to get a good bit in my mouth and hold it until we kissed and then give her a good taste of what I had been eating. Mary didn't get all that many chances to fuck in our bed unless I was at home due to neighbors but she managed it several times and at my insistence the bed was never made up after they finished. I wanted it just the way they had left it - wet spots and all - so I could feel, smell and yes, taste the results of their encounter. To fuck her and eat her pussy in the same spot where another guy had just screwed her was a real turn on. I might have mentioned that Mary has also fucked my brother.? Well, to tell the truth she has screwed two of my brothers but I will start with the details of the first experience.
A little background is in order to give you an idea as what was going on. Mary and I were High School sweethearts although she was three years behind me. When I got out of school I joined the service and was sent to Japan for two years. I had to come back on leave due to a death in the family and before I went back overseas Mary and I got married and she stayed with my mother to help her. At this time the two brothers were about 7 and 9 while I was 19 and Mary 17. Anyhow, we were far from rich and were in the category where you took a bath once a week, which meant getting the tub in the house, heating the water and the girls always went first and the guys last in the tub. Anyhow, Mary as a married 'woman' had to help bathe the kids, including the two boys. If she only knew that some 15 years or so later she would be doing more than just washing their little cocks, not that they ended up with little cocks! As time went on we moved around and the brothers grew up and the oldest went to college and then he also joined the service. During these years we saw them several times a year and it wasn't uncommon for them to come stay with us for a week or so. Once we started swinging we had no intentions of telling either of them about our lifestyle. Jack, the older brother was stationed only about 70 miles from us so would come down quite often, sometimes just for the weekend. At this time he was not serious about any girl though he had started to date this one pretty regular. Also about this time we were in the process of converting to a new computer system at work and I was deeply involved. As a result I had to make a lot of two or three-day trips to other bases to check out their progress and/or help them with their problems. Mary had this boyfriend at the time so while I was gone it was good for them except when Jack would come down for a visit, then all they could do was talk on the phone.
One night when I called she was really frustrated that her boyfriend had got her all worked up over the phone telling her how much he missed eating her pussy, etc. She said that she was so horny that she was about ready to go into the other bedroom and subdue my brother. When I asked her why she didn't she said, 'You have got to be kidding Don - he IS your brother. I said that I didn't see why that mattered and that I would bet that his dick gets just as hard as any of the other men you have fucked and he just might be pretty good; you know, like it might run in the family!'
After a long pause she said that she hadn't intended to tell me but Jack had been watching her pretty close the last few times he had been down, and she had caught him looking down her blouse or up her skirt a few times. The day I left she saw me off and gave me a big kiss and after I left he said was I the only one in the family that got a kiss. She laughed and said that he wasn't leaving so he wasn't due a kiss. He said that we could pretend and persisted to the point that she gave him what she had intended to be a peck on the lips, but when his tongue ran across her lips she instinctively opened her lips for a moment. She pulled away pretty quick and laughed it off and nothing else was said until he walked in on her bath while she was talking to her boyfriend. He said that he didn't know that she was in the tub but he did get a good shot of her rubbing her tits. Anyhow, she said, if I thought you were serious I would defiantly get me some cock tonight and also 'keep it in the family'!
I told her that I was all for it and found it very erotic thinking of her fucking my brother but that if she did I would expect a phone call later on to tell me all about it. She laughed and said that she just might decide to take another bath and ask my brother to wash her back, but that whatever happened she would be sure to let me know. Before she hung up she again asked, 'Honey are you sure that you can handle this - I can wait for Guy {her boyfriend} this weekend?' I again said that I found it exciting to think that my wife was about to fuck my brother. I just wished that I were there to hear all about it in person when she returned from his bedroom. She said that if things worked out as she now thought they would that there would be future times when I would get a chance to sample her while she still had the warm cum of my brother dripping from her pussy. All of this took place about 11 o'clock and after I hung up I sat back with a drink and read awhile. I dozed off around one o'clock and thought that nothing must have happened so got into bed. To tell the truth I was disappointed as I was looking forward to her screwing him.
About 2:30 the phone rang and the first words that Mary said were, 'You were right - it must run in the family'. She went on to say that she believed his tongue was the longest she had ever felt and that he sure did like to eat pussy. She then said that she was sorry it was so late but that after the second time he screwed her she was so tired that she fell asleep. He told her that his girlfriend didn't believe in sex before marriage and he was trying to be good so had not had any sex in over six months. He wanted her to suck him off all the way the first time but she said, 'no way, after all that time it will probably taste rusty!' She did suck him after the second cum and ended up with three loads in her pussy. She said that she really wished I were there as her cunt was a mess what with all that cum dripping all over the bed. She then laughed and said not to worry, she would not change the sheets until I got home so I could at least see the stains and feel the stiffness that my brother had left for me. Of course the stiffness that she had felt was much better. As luck would have it I got home the next day and with a little imagination I could still feel a little dampness on those sheets.
When Mary returns from a screwing I like for her to open her legs wide and then use her fingers to open her pussy and tease me about how big and hard the other fellows cock was and how much cum he had left in her pussy for me to use my tongue cleaning out. If the guy had fucked her twice, which was pretty common, then her pussy hair would be covered with cum, along with her thighs. I would then bury my face in her luscious cunt while she encouraged me by telling me how great it felt to have my tongue licking just where the other fellows cock had recently been. By the time I had finished sucking her wet pussy my entire face would be pretty well covered with cum and she would say that I looked like an old man with a white beard with all that cum coating my lips and cheeks. Then I would look up at her and say that it was about time for her to get a fresh taste of her lovers cum and then slip my cum covered tongue between her lips. Sometimes, if the guy had cum a lot I would be able to get a good bit in my mouth and hold it until we kissed and then give her a good taste of what I had been eating. Mary didn't get all that many chances to fuck in our bed unless I was at home due to neighbors but she managed it several times and at my insistence the bed was never made up after they finished. I wanted it just the way they had left it - wet spots and all - so I could feel, smell and yes, taste the results of their encounter. To fuck her and eat her pussy in the same spot where another guy had just screwed her was a real turn on. I might have mentioned that Mary has also fucked my brother.? Well, to tell the truth she has screwed two of my brothers but I will start with the details of the first experience.
A little background is in order to give you an idea as what was going on. Mary and I were High School sweethearts although she was three years behind me. When I got out of school I joined the service and was sent to Japan for two years. I had to come back on leave due to a death in the family and before I went back overseas Mary and I got married and she stayed with my mother to help her. At this time the two brothers were about 7 and 9 while I was 19 and Mary 17. Anyhow, we were far from rich and were in the category where you took a bath once a week, which meant getting the tub in the house, heating the water and the girls always went first and the guys last in the tub. Anyhow, Mary as a married 'woman' had to help bathe the kids, including the two boys. If she only knew that some 15 years or so later she would be doing more than just washing their little cocks, not that they ended up with little cocks! As time went on we moved around and the brothers grew up and the oldest went to college and then he also joined the service. During these years we saw them several times a year and it wasn't uncommon for them to come stay with us for a week or so. Once we started swinging we had no intentions of telling either of them about our lifestyle. Jack, the older brother was stationed only about 70 miles from us so would come down quite often, sometimes just for the weekend. At this time he was not serious about any girl though he had started to date this one pretty regular. Also about this time we were in the process of converting to a new computer system at work and I was deeply involved. As a result I had to make a lot of two or three-day trips to other bases to check out their progress and/or help them with their problems. Mary had this boyfriend at the time so while I was gone it was good for them except when Jack would come down for a visit, then all they could do was talk on the phone.
One night when I called she was really frustrated that her boyfriend had got her all worked up over the phone telling her how much he missed eating her pussy, etc. She said that she was so horny that she was about ready to go into the other bedroom and subdue my brother. When I asked her why she didn't she said, 'You have got to be kidding Don - he IS your brother. I said that I didn't see why that mattered and that I would bet that his dick gets just as hard as any of the other men you have fucked and he just might be pretty good; you know, like it might run in the family!'
After a long pause she said that she hadn't intended to tell me but Jack had been watching her pretty close the last few times he had been down, and she had caught him looking down her blouse or up her skirt a few times. The day I left she saw me off and gave me a big kiss and after I left he said was I the only one in the family that got a kiss. She laughed and said that he wasn't leaving so he wasn't due a kiss. He said that we could pretend and persisted to the point that she gave him what she had intended to be a peck on the lips, but when his tongue ran across her lips she instinctively opened her lips for a moment. She pulled away pretty quick and laughed it off and nothing else was said until he walked in on her bath while she was talking to her boyfriend. He said that he didn't know that she was in the tub but he did get a good shot of her rubbing her tits. Anyhow, she said, if I thought you were serious I would defiantly get me some cock tonight and also 'keep it in the family'!
I told her that I was all for it and found it very erotic thinking of her fucking my brother but that if she did I would expect a phone call later on to tell me all about it. She laughed and said that she just might decide to take another bath and ask my brother to wash her back, but that whatever happened she would be sure to let me know. Before she hung up she again asked, 'Honey are you sure that you can handle this - I can wait for Guy {her boyfriend} this weekend?' I again said that I found it exciting to think that my wife was about to fuck my brother. I just wished that I were there to hear all about it in person when she returned from his bedroom. She said that if things worked out as she now thought they would that there would be future times when I would get a chance to sample her while she still had the warm cum of my brother dripping from her pussy. All of this took place about 11 o'clock and after I hung up I sat back with a drink and read awhile. I dozed off around one o'clock and thought that nothing must have happened so got into bed. To tell the truth I was disappointed as I was looking forward to her screwing him.
About 2:30 the phone rang and the first words that Mary said were, 'You were right - it must run in the family'. She went on to say that she believed his tongue was the longest she had ever felt and that he sure did like to eat pussy. She then said that she was sorry it was so late but that after the second time he screwed her she was so tired that she fell asleep. He told her that his girlfriend didn't believe in sex before marriage and he was trying to be good so had not had any sex in over six months. He wanted her to suck him off all the way the first time but she said, 'no way, after all that time it will probably taste rusty!' She did suck him after the second cum and ended up with three loads in her pussy. She said that she really wished I were there as her cunt was a mess what with all that cum dripping all over the bed. She then laughed and said not to worry, she would not change the sheets until I got home so I could at least see the stains and feel the stiffness that my brother had left for me. Of course the stiffness that she had felt was much better. As luck would have it I got home the next day and with a little imagination I could still feel a little dampness on those sheets.
More Than a Carpet Cleaning
My wife and I are in our late 30's and have been happily married for ten years. Although our sex life is great, I have always had a fantasy about watching my wife have sex with another man. Last summer, we moved into a new house and decided to have our carpets cleaned before unloading our goods. We called one of the locally owned establishments and they said they would send someone out the next day.
We were busy unpacking boxes the next day when we saw the cleaning truck pull into the drive. Out came a man of about 30 who was tanned and obviously hit the gym on a regular basis. Right away I noticed my wife checking out his snug fitting shorts. I continued on with my work and my wife Debbie showed him into the house. For the next hour he was busily cleaning the carpets while she was frequently going back and forth to 'see how he was doing'. She obviously was hot for him and he took more than a few glances at her hard nipples pointing from her shirt.
In a semi-joking manner I asked her if she wanted to have sex with him before he left; maybe he'd give us a discount. She jokingly replied it certainly would be worth a try. I could tell in her eyes, however, she was wishing she could. I figured what the hell, this opportunity may never come by again so I told her to go ahead. She looked at me and with a nasty smile said 'you're serious aren't you?'. I said yes, but only if I could watch.
We worked out a plan where I went into the master bedroom and sat in the closet behind the shuttered doors. When it was time for payment she would have him come back to the bedroom and at that point make her move. A short time later I heard the door open an could clearly see Debbie and Ken standing side by side. As she reached for her checkbook she pretended to fall and she fell to her knees in front of him. With a wry smile she said 'the view from here sure looks good; mind if I take a peek inside'. With that, she pulled down his shorts. You could see a bulge forming in his tight undershorts. Debbie rubbed it from the outside for a while and it appeared to be getting quite large. She pulled down his shorts and I think she nearly came on the spot. His cock was easily eight inches with a massive girth. She started sucking it like she had never seen a dick in her life. Meanwhile, I was watching from the closet, my cock throbbing. It was only a minute before Ken started writhing and moaning and she pulled his cock out and squeezed it to keep him from coming.
'I'm not going to let you finish until you put that inside me' Debbie said. 'Why don't you take care and taste some of this for a while'. She then laid on the bed, her open vagina looking at me. Ken ate her for several minutes until Debbie yelled for him to stick his cock in her. She moved to the side so I could see Ken jammming his huge cock in her. Meanwhile I was in the closet shooting off the most intense load I've ever experienced. They both soon came and collapsed in the heat. Ken dressed and left shortly and Debbie gave him a deep kiss before he left the door. When she got back, she laid on the bed and told me to come out. I opened her legs and could see a large gob of semen dripping from her pussy. I slowly licked around it and then drove my tounge deep into her box. Never has her pussy tasted so good. We ended up spending the rest of the afternoon having unbelievable sex.
Now, about once per month Debbie has Ken over to clean one of the rooms in the house. He agreed to let her tape some of their sessions so if I can't make it home to see it live I can watch it with her later.
We were busy unpacking boxes the next day when we saw the cleaning truck pull into the drive. Out came a man of about 30 who was tanned and obviously hit the gym on a regular basis. Right away I noticed my wife checking out his snug fitting shorts. I continued on with my work and my wife Debbie showed him into the house. For the next hour he was busily cleaning the carpets while she was frequently going back and forth to 'see how he was doing'. She obviously was hot for him and he took more than a few glances at her hard nipples pointing from her shirt.
In a semi-joking manner I asked her if she wanted to have sex with him before he left; maybe he'd give us a discount. She jokingly replied it certainly would be worth a try. I could tell in her eyes, however, she was wishing she could. I figured what the hell, this opportunity may never come by again so I told her to go ahead. She looked at me and with a nasty smile said 'you're serious aren't you?'. I said yes, but only if I could watch.
We worked out a plan where I went into the master bedroom and sat in the closet behind the shuttered doors. When it was time for payment she would have him come back to the bedroom and at that point make her move. A short time later I heard the door open an could clearly see Debbie and Ken standing side by side. As she reached for her checkbook she pretended to fall and she fell to her knees in front of him. With a wry smile she said 'the view from here sure looks good; mind if I take a peek inside'. With that, she pulled down his shorts. You could see a bulge forming in his tight undershorts. Debbie rubbed it from the outside for a while and it appeared to be getting quite large. She pulled down his shorts and I think she nearly came on the spot. His cock was easily eight inches with a massive girth. She started sucking it like she had never seen a dick in her life. Meanwhile, I was watching from the closet, my cock throbbing. It was only a minute before Ken started writhing and moaning and she pulled his cock out and squeezed it to keep him from coming.
'I'm not going to let you finish until you put that inside me' Debbie said. 'Why don't you take care and taste some of this for a while'. She then laid on the bed, her open vagina looking at me. Ken ate her for several minutes until Debbie yelled for him to stick his cock in her. She moved to the side so I could see Ken jammming his huge cock in her. Meanwhile I was in the closet shooting off the most intense load I've ever experienced. They both soon came and collapsed in the heat. Ken dressed and left shortly and Debbie gave him a deep kiss before he left the door. When she got back, she laid on the bed and told me to come out. I opened her legs and could see a large gob of semen dripping from her pussy. I slowly licked around it and then drove my tounge deep into her box. Never has her pussy tasted so good. We ended up spending the rest of the afternoon having unbelievable sex.
Now, about once per month Debbie has Ken over to clean one of the rooms in the house. He agreed to let her tape some of their sessions so if I can't make it home to see it live I can watch it with her later.
First time on Premise
My wife Ellie {not her real name} and I were late comers to swinging and were in our middle thirties when we got involved in some threesomes and once in while with another couple. My wife was 5'3' and 105-lbs. petite and had a desirable body. I really enjoyed watching Ellie getting fucked just as much as she enjoyed getting fucked. I especially liked having her suck my cock while someone was fucking her from behind. It appeared that the pleasure she was getting from the cock ramming into her was transmitted through her mouth to my cock. One of my greatest fantasies was to see Ellie get gang banged. We were well into our middle forties when we discussed getting into swinging more heavily and visiting a swingers club. We found an ad for a club that was about four hours away and called them for information. We decided to visit the club and got a motel room close by. We arrived at the club on a Wednesday evening not knowing that Wednesday night was open to singles and well as couples. A very friendly and attractive hostess greeted us and arranged for a tour of the facilities. We were shown around and ended up in a large room with mattresses on the floor and mirrors on the walls and ceiling. There was one girl and seven men in the room. The girl was on the mattress and was getting fucked in missionary fashion by one of the men. She was sucking the cock of another and had hands all over her. She also had a cock in each hand. I looked at Ellie to see her reaction. She was visibly excited. One of the guys pulled his cock out from under a towel he was wearing and put it in my wife's hand. As she stroked it the guy asked her if she wanted it inside of her. She told him maybe later. We left the room and went down to the dining room to get a bite to eat. We discussed whether she wanted to get involved and although she was apprehensive we decided to give it a try.
We were issued some towels, undressed, wrapped ourselves in the towels and wandered around. We ended up in the mirror room. The guy that originally talked to Ellie was there and asked her if she was ready to get fucked. She reached under his towel, took out his cock, knelt down and started to suck his cock. It didn't take long for his cock and mine to get hard. He helped her down on the mattress and removed their towels. She laid back, her legs slightly spread. The guy spread them a little further and put his lips on her pussy and began to lick and suck both her pussy and clitoris. By this time all of Ellie's apprehension disappeared. She was slowly grinding her hips and softly moaning. After a couple of minutes the guy spread her legs a little wider and Ellie raised them in the air. He then slid up and over her body. His cock was hard and Ellie reached for it and guided it to her cunt. I was standing behind then and watched as he slowly slid his cock into her cunt. I watched it go all the way in and then he started to pump in and out. I lay down beside them and began playing with her teats. She reached for my cock and stroked it slowly. Several other guys decided to join in and arranged themselves in such a way that two cock rested on each side of her mouth. She immediately turned her head to take one in her mouth, sucked it a little then turned and did the same to the other. She alternated back and forth. I got up to make room for two other guys that knelt on each side and put their cocks in her hands. I moved to a good position to see all the action. Ellie was moving her ass, hands and mouth trying to accommodate all the cocks being thrust at her. Her eyes were glazed with lust. The first to cum was one of the cocks on her face. It started to spurt and Ellie tried to catch it in her mouth. She managed to catch some of it but quite a bit landed on her face and hair. This didn't seem to bother her but made my cock jump. The guy fucking her started to tense and come. He shoved his cock deep into to her and let loose. When he withdrew he was completely soft. I could see a little of his cum but most of it was deep up inside my wife. As he moved away another hard cock immediately replaced him.
Again Ellie had her hand on it guiding it into her cunt. The second guy was quite large and when she felt it she seemed shocked and raised her head to look at it. She then looked at me with wide eyes as to say ' My god can I take this in my little pussy'? I nodded to her and she put it at the entrance. His cock was not especially long; maybe eight of nine inches but it was very thick, about two and a half inches in diameter. Ellie has never had a cock this big, although some of her dildos were close. He had a little trouble getting it started even as wet as she was. He was finally able to get the head in. Ellie asked him to stop for a minute, which he did. He then very slowly worked it in and out and with each stroke went in a little deeper. When he was about three-quarters of the way in Ellie was highly excited and could wait no longer. She wrapped her leg tightly around him and quickly pulled him in and buried his big cock to the balls. She really let loose about then and started to moan and scream. Both the guy fucking her and I thought he was hurting her and he started to withdraw but she clamped her leg tightly around him and shoved her hips up and buried his cock again. He got the message and started to move slowly at first gradually increasing speed as she let him know by her movement moans and screams that she want it faster and harder. This guy was really excited and when he started to cum he let loose with a loud howl, which in turn intensified my wife's excitement and she really started to move and gyrate all the time screaming in pure pleasure. Some of the other guys started to loose control and started to cum, some in my wife's mouth. Others anywhere it was convenient. It seemed like the guy fucking her would never stop cuming. When he did he lay quiet for a few minutes. He then withdrew his semi hard cock. When he did some of the cum started to ooze out of Ellie's cunt. Three more guys fucked her during this session, one right after another. It was a sight to behold. I have never seen my wife this excited. She had cum all over her body, mixing with her and the others sweat. She was constantly humping and screaming, her eyes were glazed and smoldered hot with sex.
Once the word had got around that there was a sexy hot number in the mirror room a line formed for a chance to get their cocks in my wife's hot cum filled cunt, but by now she need a break. She made her apologies and said she would be back. We went to the lounge and got a drink. Ellie said he pussy was sore and hot. I ran my hand over her pussy and she was right it was hot but the most exciting thing was all the cum that was running out of her pussy and down her leg. The club had a heated pool and we decided to get in. Ellie stood at the shallow end and I was in front of her. My cock was still hard so I brought her legs up around me and slipped my cock in her. I could not believe how slippery her cum filled cunt was. I fucked her for a short time when another guy got in the pool. Ellie invited him over and played with his cock. When he was totally hard, I moved away and let her fuck her. They both went wild. After we got out of the pool we went back to the lounge. Ellie was asked to dance and went up to the dance floor. She soon discovered the floor was made of mirrors and when she fast danced everyone on the dance floor could see her wet pussy. This got her all excited again and we went back up to the mirror room. There were a lot of singles at the club and they had heard about Ellie or saw her in action so when they saw us leave the lounge they followed. There was no hesitation on Ellie's part and she was on the mattress with a cock in her. She managed to get fucked fourteen times by ten different guys that night before she was too exhausted to continue. We had fulfilled my fantasy of seeing her get gang banged to an extent that was unbelievable.
When we got back to the motel, we undressed and I really need to cum I started to play with her pussy. It was loaded with cum and was leaking and running down her legs. Ellie said she couldn't believe she had just been fucked fourteen times by ten guys in less then four hours. She said that it completely blew her mind and that it was fun and she really enjoyed it but she didn't think she would want to do it again. She got the last fuck of the night from me and it was fantastic felling how wet she was and getting all the other guys cum all over my cock, balls and pubic region. It was a wonderful night.
We were issued some towels, undressed, wrapped ourselves in the towels and wandered around. We ended up in the mirror room. The guy that originally talked to Ellie was there and asked her if she was ready to get fucked. She reached under his towel, took out his cock, knelt down and started to suck his cock. It didn't take long for his cock and mine to get hard. He helped her down on the mattress and removed their towels. She laid back, her legs slightly spread. The guy spread them a little further and put his lips on her pussy and began to lick and suck both her pussy and clitoris. By this time all of Ellie's apprehension disappeared. She was slowly grinding her hips and softly moaning. After a couple of minutes the guy spread her legs a little wider and Ellie raised them in the air. He then slid up and over her body. His cock was hard and Ellie reached for it and guided it to her cunt. I was standing behind then and watched as he slowly slid his cock into her cunt. I watched it go all the way in and then he started to pump in and out. I lay down beside them and began playing with her teats. She reached for my cock and stroked it slowly. Several other guys decided to join in and arranged themselves in such a way that two cock rested on each side of her mouth. She immediately turned her head to take one in her mouth, sucked it a little then turned and did the same to the other. She alternated back and forth. I got up to make room for two other guys that knelt on each side and put their cocks in her hands. I moved to a good position to see all the action. Ellie was moving her ass, hands and mouth trying to accommodate all the cocks being thrust at her. Her eyes were glazed with lust. The first to cum was one of the cocks on her face. It started to spurt and Ellie tried to catch it in her mouth. She managed to catch some of it but quite a bit landed on her face and hair. This didn't seem to bother her but made my cock jump. The guy fucking her started to tense and come. He shoved his cock deep into to her and let loose. When he withdrew he was completely soft. I could see a little of his cum but most of it was deep up inside my wife. As he moved away another hard cock immediately replaced him.
Again Ellie had her hand on it guiding it into her cunt. The second guy was quite large and when she felt it she seemed shocked and raised her head to look at it. She then looked at me with wide eyes as to say ' My god can I take this in my little pussy'? I nodded to her and she put it at the entrance. His cock was not especially long; maybe eight of nine inches but it was very thick, about two and a half inches in diameter. Ellie has never had a cock this big, although some of her dildos were close. He had a little trouble getting it started even as wet as she was. He was finally able to get the head in. Ellie asked him to stop for a minute, which he did. He then very slowly worked it in and out and with each stroke went in a little deeper. When he was about three-quarters of the way in Ellie was highly excited and could wait no longer. She wrapped her leg tightly around him and quickly pulled him in and buried his big cock to the balls. She really let loose about then and started to moan and scream. Both the guy fucking her and I thought he was hurting her and he started to withdraw but she clamped her leg tightly around him and shoved her hips up and buried his cock again. He got the message and started to move slowly at first gradually increasing speed as she let him know by her movement moans and screams that she want it faster and harder. This guy was really excited and when he started to cum he let loose with a loud howl, which in turn intensified my wife's excitement and she really started to move and gyrate all the time screaming in pure pleasure. Some of the other guys started to loose control and started to cum, some in my wife's mouth. Others anywhere it was convenient. It seemed like the guy fucking her would never stop cuming. When he did he lay quiet for a few minutes. He then withdrew his semi hard cock. When he did some of the cum started to ooze out of Ellie's cunt. Three more guys fucked her during this session, one right after another. It was a sight to behold. I have never seen my wife this excited. She had cum all over her body, mixing with her and the others sweat. She was constantly humping and screaming, her eyes were glazed and smoldered hot with sex.
Once the word had got around that there was a sexy hot number in the mirror room a line formed for a chance to get their cocks in my wife's hot cum filled cunt, but by now she need a break. She made her apologies and said she would be back. We went to the lounge and got a drink. Ellie said he pussy was sore and hot. I ran my hand over her pussy and she was right it was hot but the most exciting thing was all the cum that was running out of her pussy and down her leg. The club had a heated pool and we decided to get in. Ellie stood at the shallow end and I was in front of her. My cock was still hard so I brought her legs up around me and slipped my cock in her. I could not believe how slippery her cum filled cunt was. I fucked her for a short time when another guy got in the pool. Ellie invited him over and played with his cock. When he was totally hard, I moved away and let her fuck her. They both went wild. After we got out of the pool we went back to the lounge. Ellie was asked to dance and went up to the dance floor. She soon discovered the floor was made of mirrors and when she fast danced everyone on the dance floor could see her wet pussy. This got her all excited again and we went back up to the mirror room. There were a lot of singles at the club and they had heard about Ellie or saw her in action so when they saw us leave the lounge they followed. There was no hesitation on Ellie's part and she was on the mattress with a cock in her. She managed to get fucked fourteen times by ten different guys that night before she was too exhausted to continue. We had fulfilled my fantasy of seeing her get gang banged to an extent that was unbelievable.
When we got back to the motel, we undressed and I really need to cum I started to play with her pussy. It was loaded with cum and was leaking and running down her legs. Ellie said she couldn't believe she had just been fucked fourteen times by ten guys in less then four hours. She said that it completely blew her mind and that it was fun and she really enjoyed it but she didn't think she would want to do it again. She got the last fuck of the night from me and it was fantastic felling how wet she was and getting all the other guys cum all over my cock, balls and pubic region. It was a wonderful night.
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