Since that time we have probably had sex in some form or another on more than fifty memorable, and some not so memorable, occasions. We have had our standard foursomes and also the three-way alternatives; Charlot with Dick and I; Charlot with Dick and Dee; Charlot with Dee and I; Dee with Dick and I. We have had each others wife on our own and the girls have had their own fun.

I have fucked Dee’s pussy often but have not yet had anal sex, though not for want of trying. Dee gives great head, but she is not always in the mood to let me come in her mouth. I had a near miss one night when I shot my load as she was removing me, sending streams of come over her face and hair. Recently, she finally went all the way and let me splash the roof of her mouth, filling it with come, then watching as it ran out of her mouth, down the shaft of my cock and onto my balls.

Dee is not averse to screwing in interesting places. One evening at her country property she went out to get some firewood. It was still daylight but was getting cool. She was wearing a long cotton print dress and had thrown a cardigan on to keep warm.

Dick said that, as a male guest, I should go and help her. I went out to the wood heap. I could see their neighbour working in his vegetable garden. Dee was bent over the heap, collecting logs, when I walked up to her and made a smart aleck comment about taking her from behind. Dee instantly dropped the logs and leant invitingly over the wood heap.

I reached down to the bottom of her dress and lifted it up, over her waist. Lo and behold, she was naked under her dress. I dropped my strides and, wetting the end of my slug with spit, entered her very hairy snatch. As I clung to her hips pumping her I looked over to the neighbour. I don’t think he had seen us yet, but I wondered if he was close enough to tell whether or not it was Dee’s husband fucking her, or someone else, especially as Dick is taller and heavier set than me.

In a short time I was ready to blow. Dee is extremely fertile and I was not wearing a condom, so I had to stop but was reluctant to pull out of her. She stood up with me still inside her. I grabbed her boobs and started grinding her again. She pushed me away, saying “Save it for later.”

We collected the firewood and headed back for the house. As we passed my car Dee stopped, put down the firewood and lay back on the bonnet. She lifted the front of her dress and opened her legs, her feet resting on the bumper bar. Again I dropped my strides and plunged into her sodden cunt. I grabbed her thighs and began pumping with Dee grunting each time my cock hit bottom. “Don’t come”, she begged “I want it for later”. Unfortunately I was not in control and had to whip my dick out quickly before i blew in her. My dick spewed come all over her thick mat of pubic hair and the back of her dress.

“Oh well, you’ll be right in half an hour” she said ambitiously. With that she stood up and lowered her dress. She had not wiped off my come and it creating a visible wet spot on the front of her dress, matching the one I had created on its back. We retrieved the firewood and went inside. I had fully expected to see Dick stuffing my wife but he wasn’t. Dick eyed Dee’s dress and asked what we had been doing. “Fucking” she replied.

C harlot has had her moments with Dick. He likes to fuck her long and slow, for hours on end. This sometimes pisses his wife off as she thinks he is being greedy. Charlot has no qualms about bringing Dick to orgasm in her mouth, though she gags sometimes. She will drink his come then kiss me passionately, letting me taste his semen. Charlot also likes Dick’s cock in her arse because it is smaller than mine and she can take him easily.

For a long time we did not think Dick was interested in my wife’s rectum, as he had never attempted it. This all changed one night a couple of years ago.

As usual we were at Dick’s farm in the country. After we had put the kids to bed, we settled down for a game of strip jack. I did not expect much action that night as Dick had get up at four in the morning. As usual we all ended up totally naked. Dick got up kissed his wife on the lips, and my wife on the nipple, and went to bed.

The three of us moved to the lounge. Charlot got dressed and I put on my jocks. Dee remained naked. We talked for a long time until Dee announced that she, too, was going to bed. Charlot got up and went to the bathroom. Believing that the night was going to be a non-event, I finished my drink and followed. Charlot was returning from the bathroom as I headed to our bedroom. I grabbed her and flung her on the family room sofa. She removed her upper clothing as I quickly removed her track pants and undies, then buried my face in her surprised cunt, savouring the bitter taste of her recent ablution. She gyrated her hips against me as I tongue fucked her dripping twat, moaning and groaning audibly. I could feel the increased flow of her juices as she came. As her gyrations eased, she pushed my face from her and lay on her back, legs splayed expectantly.

I removed my clobber and jumped her bones, my foot slipping off the cushion and through the base of the sofa. This gave me extra purchase as her pussy lips engulfed my old fella until my balls were slapping her bum. I humped her oft visited vagina for all I was worth until she ordered me off her and demanded I get an empty stubby and fuck her with it.

I did as ordered, bringing her to another orgasm (Charlot like the hardness of the long necked stubby bottle, especially the feel of the base of the neck pounding her clit). Charlot got onto her knees, her elbows resting on the arm of the sofa, her freckle displayed in flagrant wantonness. I dribbled saliva into her bum crack and climbed aboard. Braced against the frame of the sofa, I rubbed some spit onto my cock and entered her fervid aperture. Grabbing her shoulders, I rode her like an overweight jockey, enjoying the sphincter controlled tightness of her arse. We paused as she grabbed the discarded bottle and injected it into her cunt. The bottle and I had just managed to get a decent rhythm going when we noticed Dick watching us, stark naked and perpendicular. “God, you two make a lot of noise” he said. Charlot looked at him and said “Get on top of me, Dick”.

Having been given the flick, I exited her arse and removed the offending bottle. Dick took over my shift, pounding her cunt doggie style as Charlot wallowed in animal lust. I lifted Charlot’s head and inserted my anal retentive cock into her mouth and began fucking her face.

I was thoroughly enjoying myself, oblivious to all around me until Charlot gagged on my cock and cried out in astonishment. “I didn’t think you were into that, Dick” she exclaimed. I then realised that the bastard was buggering my wife right there in front of me. I kept fucking Charlot’s face as I watched Dick. His eyes were closed and his teeth clenched as he relished the anal delicacy denied him by his own wife. In seconds his cock spewed forth into her bowels, ramming her head hard into me, forcing my cock down the back of her throat and causing her to choke as I peaked, draining my balls into her mouth, my come overflowing onto the tiles.

Dick wrested his dick from her arse, then kissed it. “Goodnight” he said, and left, just as his wife came up the hallway to see what the racket was all about. Together, they returned to their bedroom and Charlot and I retired to ours.

We were by no means finished. I lay on my back in bed as Charlot went to work on my limp slug, getting it hard again. Charlot sat on top of me grinding her clit back and forth on my bruised pelvis. This was great but I really wanted to get back to what I was doing before Dick selfishly interrupted me. Unfortunately, I had left the stubby in the family room. I Quickly searched the bedroom and found a can of ‘Impulse’ deodorant cologne.

Charlot assumed her beloved doggie position and invited me to sodomise her, which I did. I then inserted the best selling Lever Rexona product into her gaping snatch and fucked her with it, all the while plunging my cock in and out of her shit chute. Charlot loves being rogered in both orifice’s at once, enjoying the contrast of a solid inanimate object and my relatively flexible shaft.

Once again my passion was arrested as a shaft of light intruded from an opening door. This time it was Dee. She was obviously lamenting being the only one who hadn’t scored. My coitus having been interrupted, I dismounted my beloved, leaving the object in her pussy. Charlot invited Dee into our bed and I moved to make room for her.

Dee wasted no time getting into bed. She lay on top of me, impaling herself on my rod. Dick must have told her what we had been doing as she was insatiable, selfishly abusing my body. She leaned over and pashed my wife desperately as she groped her Rexona permeated cunt. I lay there immobile as Dee savaged my old fella until she gushed her come juice over my balls. Then, as suddenly as she arrived, she went, leaving my wife and I bemused. We had never seen Dee so hot to trot.

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Sherry works for a renowned travel agency with a large number of staff. She mostly maintains a schedule of 9 to 5 but occasionally gets delayed.

I work for a multinational company in the finance department in a fairly senior position. My work is very demanding and full of stress.

Life for both of us had become hectic. Sex had fallen on the wayside. It was almost twice a month with a total lack of innovation and it looked almost very routine. Immediately after the sex we will go to sleep and the next day would again be like drudgery, with work and hassles.

We had a very small social circle of friends. Sherry, however, has a close friend, Cindy. Sherry and Cindy were from the same town and later college roommates. They were the best of friends. One was always at the other’s house, It appeared to me that they would discuss anything on earth and had no secrets between them.

Cindy and her husband Steve live a short distance from our house. Steve is of an average height of about 5 feet 10. A very handsome person with an athletic body, neat and trim, in his early thirties and obviously financially successful. He is fun to be with. Cindy is quite tall and a sensuous women. She is drop-dead gorgeous, an absolute stunner with a breast size (looks like) of 36C. She is 32 years old and has long dark brown, shoulder length hair. She has a pert nose, captivating warm brown eyes and an even warmer smile. She is a very lively and bubbly person.

Steve is very career minded. He works for a multinational company and his job involves project evaluation. It is all time bound and very often he has to bring home a lot of work which keeps him occupied until the late hours of the night. Cindy works as an executive in an advertising agency.

Sherry’s hobby is to make cakes and desserts, so very often in the evening she is trying her hand on some new recipe. With Steve being busy both of them would cook food together, so it was normal for us to have dinner together often, either at their house or ours.

Life was going on in a most uneventful manner, nothing exciting happening. It was the usual once-a-while sex and sleep, thereafter. One day while in the bed, Sherry told me that one of her co-workers confided in her that she and her husband are swingers and it is such great fun.

I asked her, “You think she was throwing hints or something?”

“No, she just confided in me as a friend,” said Sherry.

That was the end of it. We never discussed anything bizarre or kinky in our married life.

Sherry once asked Cindy, “Don’t you get bored with Steve working all the time and not spending much time with you?”

Cindy said that she always looks forward to the weekend when she and Steve go to their weekender yacht and that makes up for everything. Steve valued his weekends on the boat.

“What about the children?” asked Sherry.

“Sometimes they accompany us but mostly the two of us go alone.”

“Don’t you get bored on the yacht?”

“It is always such a great fun to be there, all alone on the ocean. You think you are the only two on the planet. We have great fun doing things which we can’t do here.”

“Such as?” asked Sherry.

“We shed all of our inhibitions and do whatever pleases us.”

“You mean, you have inhibitions between the two of you?”

“No, no, it’s not that. We do a lot of crazy things like being nudists or maybe have sex on the deck, under the open sky, or see porno movies and then try to live our fantasies between two of us. There is an uninhibited island, we go there and spend the day. Why don’t you accompany us sometime and see for yourself what fun it is?”

“Sure, we will be only too happy to, but make sure that you inform us at least 2-3 days in advance, as the children have to be taken care of and we would need to plan.”

Sherry told me about it and I said that it would be okay, but before you say yes, make sure that they have adequate room to accommodate us. Sherry said she would ask Cindy whenever this comes up again.

Shortly Steve left on a business trip, as he was to organize a business convention for his company and was likely to be away for over a week. I, too, was very busy due to the closing of yearly accounts and mostly came back from my office quite late. A few times I noticed that Sherry and Cindy would be huddled together and discussing some matter in whispers. It was not unusual as they were the best of friends and would discuss anything on earth.

After a week Steve returned and was again very busy with his work, as he had to prepare notes on the recently organized convention. Later on the Wednesday, when Sherry and Cindy were preparing a cake and I was just hanging around. Cindy suggested that we join them for a weekend on their yacht.

“Thanks for the invitation. I hope you have sufficient space to accommodate us on your yacht.”

“Yeah, sure, we have a very large size bed and whenever we go with the children, we find it fairly comfortable. I don’t think there should be any problem. We will leave on Friday afternoon.”

I told Cindy that we will organize some drinks and snacks but she said they have sufficient stock of drinks on board and there should not be any requirement of carrying the drinks. However, if we liked we could carry some food, as the galley was quite small and not very comfortable to work.

The idea of sleeping on the same bed with another couple excited me so much that I was tossing in bed and not getting any sleep, especially when I liked Cindy so much and always wondered how she would be in the bed. She too could often read my flirtatious look. It was almost midnight and I was awake. I was so sexually charged, wondering would there be a chance to touch Cindy while sleeping. I got up and sat in the bed, thinking maybe I could take a pill to sleep. I was surprised when Sherry asked me, “Honey, are you alright? Aren’t you asleep?”

“No, I an am feeling a bit thirsty and was thinking of fetching a drink from the fridge.”

It appeared to me that Sherry too was also wide-awake all this time. She put her hand around my waist and pulled me to her. As I undid her bra, her breasts sprang free, her nipples dark and erect. I leant forward and flicked my tongue across her nipples. She put her hands on my shoulders and pressed me down, wanting me to give her oral treatment, which she always enjoyed immensely. The moment I put my mouth to her pussy, I found it thoroughly wet and soaking. Her sweet-smelling juice was already running out from her tender opening. She held my head with both of her hands, as if it was a joystick, and guided it to the right place, where she needed it the most.

“Oh God,” she moaned when she was close to climax. I knew she could be very vocal and noisy when having orgasm by oral sex. As she was about to come she cried out, “Oh, god! Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, YES! Don’t stop.”

Finally she climaxed, giving me a mouthful of her juices.

She pulled me up with her hands and guided my thick shaft into her pussy. Picking up speed, my hips moved faster, thrusting my cock into her cunt as she moaned with delight. “Come on, honey, make it harder and faster … ohhhhh that’s it baby … yesssss … harder,” she yelled breathlessly, encouraging me to pound my cock harder and deeper into her cunt and she climaxed again.

Next two nights we were in a heightened state of sexual excitement, not only we were fucking

like newlyweds, our sex went beyond midnight, though the reason for it was never mentioned. We had so much of sex in these three nights, which probably we did not have in the past six months.

Finally came Friday afternoon and we all headed for their yacht in their car. We reached the dock and unloaded all the stuff that we had brought. There were others also leaving shortly and we all exchanged small talk.

Steve said, “Folks here are very nice and helpful.”

Steve took us around the boat and showed us different areas on the yacht. On the right hand adjacent to the deck was a small dining area. There was a rectangular table and a U-shaped seat running along the walls around it. Next was a small galley. On the left was a bar and next to it the bathroom with the toilet. Then came the bedroom; it had a single bed, which looked large enough. The bed was sandwiched between the two walls of the boat and one had to get onto the bed from the foot. I gave a short and quick glance to the bed and my naughty mind speculated how we all would be sleeping on it.

Shortly thereafter we left the docks and for the next two hours we were sailing at a very high speed. By the time we anchored on the high sea close to an island, it was late evening and it had started getting dark.

Steve told us that this was one of his favorite spots. He told us that the island was uninhabited and some times in the day he and Cindy went for a hike on the island.

Soon Cindy got busy making the drinks, Margaritas for Steve and me and since Sherry preferred wine, Cindy said she would also go for it. For the next hour we were all sitting on the deck and drinking and chatting. Steve suggested that we all change into something more comfortable so that we’d feel relaxed. He suggested letting Sherry and Cindy go first to the bedroom to change.

Soon Cindy and Sherry appeared after changing. As soon as I looked at Cindy, I could not take my eyes off. She was wearing a peach-colored camisole silk top with matching French knickers. The top was a loose-fitting free-flowing dress which came up to little above her waist. The knickers were low rising and had a sexy opening on both sides, where it was tied with a string at the waist. I have never ever seen such a naughtier and sexier nightwear. The top four buttons of her camisole were open and revealed a lot, She was not wearing a bra and with her movements one could see it all without leaving anything to the imagination. My eyes were glued to Cindy and followed her wherever she moved. I think Cindy could make out what was going on in my mind and gave me a mischievous smile.

Sherry was wearing a loose-fitted silk shirt printed with multi-colored butterflies, buttoned down in front. The length of the shirt came down just below her hips, so it was not possible to make out what she was wearing underneath. The shirt’s top three buttons were open, revealing her cleavage. I think she looked moderately sexy.

Steve in a little while left for the bedroom, changed and came back. He had put on skin-colored silk boxers and a T-shirt. The big bulge in his boxers made it rather obvious that he was well equipped and well endowed. I could notice Sherry giving glances to his boxers from the corner of her eyes.

After a while, I too went in for a change and came back with navy blue colored short kimono silk robe with matching shorts of a very soft and fine material.

The atmosphere was pretty relaxed. We got our drinks and resumed our conversation. It was an open general discussion and we all discussed mundane matters like the Iraq war and then usual business stuff.

After a while Steve suggested that we try our skill at cards. We all sat down around the dinner table. While Steve and I sat across the table, facing each other, Cindy was on my left side between me and Steve and facing Sherry, who was sitting on a barstool facing Cindy. Steve knew some amazing card tricks and started displaying them to us. Some of the tricks were really intriguing. Since Cindy and Sherry were on the sides of Steve, they could catch him on one of his tricks, so he suggested that all three of us sit facing him, on the other side of table. We all three had to squeeze in as the place was meant for two persons. I was in the center and on my left was Cindy and on the right Sherry. It gave me a good chance to touch my body with Cindy.

While showing us a trick Steve threw some cards in our direction and a few cards fell under the table on our side. I and Cindy both bent down to pick up the cards. Cindy tried to pick cards lying under my legs and doing this her hand touched my hips. Boy, oh boy, I immediately got a big hard on, which was difficult to hide in my soft shorts. Fortunately only Cindy and Sherry could have noticed it.

I was again waiting for a card to fall down and that not happening for some time, I made one fall down by my left hand, as if accidentally. Before Cindy could bend down to pick it up, I immediately tried to pick it up from under the table and my face touched Cindy’s hip. It was a great sensation.

It was almost three and half-hours that we were drinking and merry making when Steve suggested that we all hit the bed.

He told me, “You two take the left side and we will occupy the right.”

“Ok, sure, Steve,” I said promptly.

Sherry told me to go to the left and she lay down next to me. Thereafter, Cindy was the one next to her and Steve on the extreme right. With this I was on the left of the bed and then there was Sherry and then Cindy and Steve. The lights were switched off and we all tried to catch sleep. I realized that though the bed was good enough for sleeping two adults and two children, it was certainly not good enough for the four of us.

It was almost two hours and I was unable to sleep. Sherry got up to go to the toilet. I kept lying down on my side, motionless. Cindy, who was next to Sherry, in her sleep rolled over to change sides and she was almost next to me face to face. After a while Sherry returned and in the dark finding a vacant place thinking that is where she was, she lay down. Soon she realized that something was amiss. She felt around and found that Cindy had moved to her place.

She got up and sat in bed for a few minutes, and realizing that there was no point in disturbing every one, she lay down again.

Suddenly, I felt that all of us were awake all this time. For a few moments no one moved and everyone was lying motionless. Now Cindy was face to face with me. I waited for a few minutes and then put my hand on Cindy’s waist, innocently pretending that it was Sherry lying there. She spontaneously cuddled up to me. Oh, boy! I had a raging erection. I am sure Cindy could feel my huge cock pressing between her legs. When I tried to press my body against her hips, she further snuggled up to me.

Cindy pulled down the elastic of my shorts and they were way down near my legs. She with both her hands felt my cock from top to bottom, as if to gauge its length. Suddenly, I was in heaven. I removed my kimono top and got rid of my shorts, which were already near my ankles. I untied the knot of her French knickers with one hand and with her other hand she undid the other side and it came off so easily. She removed her top in desperation. I pulled down her panties. Now we both were totally naked. I was now lying on my back. Cindy bent down to taste my huge erection. I pressed her hips with my hand indicating that she should come on top, which she did.

Suddenly we both realized that there was no movement on the other side of the bed from Sherry and Steve. Steve had undressed and Sherry was lying on her back motionlessly and Steve’s hand was on her waist. Cindy switched on the pink night light. I unbuttoned Sherry’s shirt and undid her bra hook and Cindy pulled her thong all the way down and removed it. Cindy got hold of Steve’s hand and put it on Sherry’s breast and he started fondling it. Still no movement and no reaction from her side. I put my fingers in Sherry’s hair and started caressing her like a child. I offered her my hand, which she grasped immediately, as if she was being blown by a storm and needed something to cling onto. She held my hand strongly.

At this point, Steve positioned himself between her legs, his lips ran onto the top slope of her breast before moving off into the soft shallow valley between her breasts. He kissed every part of her breasts and nipples before moving again, over her stomach and down towards her pussy. His tongue started drawing circles around her clitoris and she moaned. Steve felt the sticky, sweet-smelling juice that was running out from her tender opening. The scent of sex began to fill the room.

He slid his mouth lower, onto her pussy lips, parting them with his tongue before plunging inside her orifice. His tongue came out time and again, like that of a serpent, swiveled around her pussy as he nibbled on the clit like a butterfly. Sherry cried out as his tongue thrust deeper inside her. He kissed and licked her again, running his eager tongue down her slit from top to bottom, starting at her clit and ending at her bum. His tongue swirled faster and faster until she screamed and bucked her hips violently into his mouth.

“Oh, God…. Oh, god…Oooooooh, yes,” she responded quivering in desire.

Their sweaty bodies slid against each other, as the orgasm in each of them overtook their senses. Their bodies tensed together as their sexual release consumed them. The volcano in her erupted and she shuddered, I felt the tremors of it all in my hand, which she was still holding with all her might.

Soon it appeared to me that the storm, which was going through her, had withered away, although she still held my hand, its grip slowly relaxed.

Sherry now released my hand and I realized it was time for me to attend to my business.

Cindy was lying on the side of my body, leaning over it, her arms around my neck, her breast and mound pressing against me. She had the patience and waited till Sherry settled down.

I made Cindy lie down on the edge of the bed. I slid down on the floor and held her legs apart with both my hands. It was to my mind the most convenient position to give her oral pleasure. I moved my tongue in circular motion around her pussy just to stimulate and tease her. She seemed to be enjoying the sensation but could not wait for very long and pressed my head to the center. I thrust my tongue as deep as I could and then brought it up a little short of her clit. I did this a few times and she again guided my head to her clit.

As soon as I put my tongue on it, she moaned, “Ohhhhhh … yesssssss right there.”

In a little while she pulled me to the bed and made me come on top of her in a 69 position, as she too wanted to perform oral sex on me. She engulfed my cock in her slightly opened mouth and moved, as if she was drawing a figure eight. It was so enjoyable that I thrust my cock in her mouth with full vigor again and again, deeper and deeper while she was sucking me vigorously. I was having a problem exhibiting my skill around her clit. She pulled a pillow and placed it under her hips and her pussy opened up to me like an open book. I thrust my tongue deep into her love box, went down as much as possible and then brought my tongue up to her clit a few times and nudged on her clit in all possible ways, circling it then going up and down. My tongue swirled in and out, faster and faster, until she screamed and bucked her hips violently into my mouth. She moaned as she exploded, spurting her juices in my mouth, which at that moment tasted better than any other juice in the world. With her constant vacuum sucking, I too released my entire load in spurts, of which she swallowed every drop.

We both now were exhausted and lying on our backs, waiting to recoup for the next round of the tournament. As soon as I got my senses back, I noticed that while Sherry was lying on her back,

Steve had put her legs on his shoulders and was thrusting his ramrod into her pussy like the piston of a steam engine. Sherry was responding by lifting her pussy upwards every time Steve’s cock rammed into it. I thought that was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. Cindy and me both sat on the bed watching every bit of action. It was a wonderful sight to see Steve’s shaft disappearing into the forest between her legs.

It was such a fast action and with so much lubrication that Steve’s cock slipped out of her pussy and I was quick enough to guide it in the right place. The next time it happened, we both jumped up to do it but I let Cindy hold it and slide it into Sherry’ pussy. It was such an amazing sight seeing Steve’s cock in and out. One second it was out and the next second it disappeared into her pussy. Then suddenly Sherry screamed loudly, “Steve! Oh God! Steve! Yes, yes, yes! Oh God! Uhhhhnnnnn!!”

Soon Steve’s gallant soldier fell, but before falling he shot all his ammunition in the right target. He lay limp now.

We both were now lying on our sides facing each other. I entered her with my throbbing cock. She wrapped her leg around my body, with which she pushed me and thus pushing my shaft deeper and deeper. She bit my neck and her breathing became heavier. She then turned her body and she was now on her back, with her legs around my waist. I put my fingers on her clit while my cock was already in her cunt. She found it very enjoyable. She gasped as I penetrated her depths. I watched her mound as it completely absorbed my penis, leaving her pubic hair mingling with mine. She pressed her hands against my shoulders in order to brace herself as she began grinding her hips and buttocks. She raised her hips every time I thrust my huge cock into her pussy. In between she pulled me to her and our mouths filled with passion as our tongues explored each other. She held me tightly from my hips and wouldn’t let me move. All of a sudden she slammed her body up against me and began to shudder violently.

We both fell on the bed exhausted with our arms wrapped against each other.

After some time Sherry and Cindy switched sides and Sherry was with me and Cindy with Steve.

We kept lying entwined and then I had the hottest and steamiest sex of our lives with Sherry. Later when lying down in bed a thought crossed my mind that the entire thing was arranged by Sherry and Cindy. Was it possible? If so, why did Sherry have problem plunging into it.

Two weeks have passed. We still are as good of friends as we were earlier. Nothing has changed. Only our sex life has spiced up. There has never been a night after the incident when we did not have sex till well past midnight. We often wonder if we will get another invitation from Cindy and Steve. It has not happened so far.

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“I tell you I don’t trust him,” Jed said to his wife as they looked over at Jack sitting on his patio smiling at them.

“He’s just being friendly,” Emma said, sipping on her hot coffee.

“Friendly!” Jed proclaimed. “Squeezing your ass at the barbeque is a little more than friendly.”

“He’s harmless,” Emma laughed. She felt good knowing her husband was jealous because most of the time he showed little emotion or affection towards her. Maybe things would pick up in the bedroom she wondered. She thought back about the barbeque and how Jack had cornered her in the den while everyone was outside and how he slowly slid his hand down her upper back to her waist. She gasped when his fingers slipped lower over her round buttocks and gently squeezed them. She was so shocked she just looked at his smiling face and walked quickly away from him. It was later that night when she mentioned it to Jed. He wanted to call the man out at that moment but Emma calmed him down.

“I wonder how he would like it if I squeezed Sally’s ass.” Jed puffed.

“Well she does have a nice ass,” Emma giggled.

“I wouldn’t know,” he lied. He had admired both Sally’s ass and firm breasts since he first met them.

“Yeah right,” she smiled.

“I can’t believe you just touched her like you did.” Sally said to her husband as they looked at Jed and Emma across the small bunch of shrubs separating their two homes.

“I thought you wanted to get to know them better.” Jack commented.

“As friends,” she injected, “our swinging days are over.” They had not swapped spouses with anyone for almost ten years.

“I thought you enjoyed swinging?” Sally thought about the four or five times they traded off with the couples in their last neighborhood. It had started innocently enough at a swim party until they all had too much to drink. The women soon removed their tops and the men made sure to touch as many of the soft mounds as they could in the dark pool water. She was not aware that Jack had entered the house with another woman until she found herself alone with one of the men.

“We shouldn’t do this,” Sally told the man as he pushed his hard-on against her bikini covered ass. The booze and his closeness were quickly lowering her resistance. His bulge felt so big and so hard against her.

His lips nibbled on her tender neck as his fingers moved under her arms and slowly over her soft breasts and hard nips. “It’s just touching,” he whispered as he toyed with the hard pink digits.

“My husband,” Sally moaned as he pushed and rubbed his manhood against her backside.

“He’s probably doing more than we are right now.”

She was satisfied just allowing him to touch her soft treasures but one of his hands moved off and slowly down to the top of her bottom. As it slid under the edge she grabbed his wrist. “Don’t.”

“I know you want me to touch you,” he whispered, keeping his fingertips under the elastic band. He gently rubbed across the tiny blonde hairs under her navel.

“No, it’s not right,” she moaned feeling his huge penis now resting length-wise between her buttocks.

“If you husband cared he wouldn’t be in the house with another woman,” he reasoned, “right?”

The man was right. She imagined Jack fucking one of her neighbors. Her grip on his wrist loosened and her hand fell to her side. She was his to touch. Her head fell back onto his shoulder as his fingertips made the slow journey down under the top of her bottoms. She thought he would quickly touch her but he was teasing her and taking his time. “Oh please,” she moaned.

The man smiled knowing she now wanted his fingers in her damp pussy. He touched the top of her narrow strip of soft pubic hair and moved lower to gently curl the neatly trimmed bush in his fingers. He felt her ass now pushing and moving back against his hard-on.

Sally didn’t care what the man did to her now as long as she was satisfied. Finally, his fingertips moved down into the top of her slit and then lower over her pulsating clit. This time she pushed her hand down over the front of her bikini bottom until she found the top of his fingers that were touching her passion knob. She pushed down harder and cried out, “Yes right there!” Suddenly he pulled his hand from her bikini.

“No please,” she said as she turned to face him.

“Touch me,” he said looking in her deep blue eyes.

Sally looked at him first in fear. Did she have enough nerve to just touch him? She looked again at the house and down at her arm and hand as they moved forward through the cool water until she found the top of his swim suit. Her eyes closed as her fingers pulled the waistband out and slid quickly under it. Her fingers moved cautiously down into his pubic hair until she touched the base of his shaft. It was pointing out at her as she slowly curled her fingers around it and followed it out to the tip. He was at least two inches bigger than her six inch husband.

“It’s yours,” he whispered.

Sally’s body relaxed as her fingers explored another man’s hard-on for the first time. It felt similar to her husband but somewhat different. It was slightly thinner she believed as her fingers squeezed him tightly.

“Do you just want to touch it?” He whispered.

Of course she thought. Surely he didn’t think she would let him fuck her. “Yes,” she whispered back at him.

“Are you sure?” he asked as his fingers once again moved down the front of her bikini to find her moist folds. His face moved closer to hers until his lips brushed teasingly against hers. He moved back and her lips followed until their mouths pressed hard together and their tongues raced out and met.

Sally felt his middle finger invade deeply into her pussy. It felt so good. Her fingers stroked him to match his finger-fucking of her pussy. She didn’t realize her bottoms were being lowered until his hand turned slightly to slide another finger into her.

“OH GOD!” She moaned as she allowed him to push her last garment down over her thighs to her feet below. She stepped out of them and watched as they floated to the surface. She was now naked with a man’s fingers pushing in and out of her.

Her eyes opened and she looked into his. Her eyes begged him to do it. He pulled his finger away and quickly stripped off his trunks. She moved back against the side of the pool for support as he moved forward between her legs which quickly wrapped around his hips.

Sally braced herself as his hot tip pushed between her opened lips and slowly buried itself deeply within her. The water allowed their bodies to move freely as he fucked in and out of her depths. The effects of the booze had completely worn off and the two of them were now totally aware of what they were doing.

“Don’t stop,” she begged as her body was close to coming. Her eyes opened wide when she felt the fuse ignite and that’s when she saw her husband standing on the edge of the pool looking down at her. At first she panicked but relaxed when she saw his smile as well as a naked female standing next to him. She couldn’t stop the climax now if she wanted to. Her scream could be heard almost a block away. “OH YES!”

Sally felt the man’s sperm empty deep inside of her and quickly pulled away from him. She moved to the steps and walked out naked to stand in front of Jack. Neither of them said a word for almost a minute.

“I couldn’t stop,” she said hoping that he was not mad that she had let the man fuck her.

“Me neither,” he smiled telling her that he had done the same thing. They quickly gathered up their clothes and headed home

It was two weeks later at another party when the women threw their house keys in a large bowl and watched as the men selected them for a hot night of raw sex. During one of the parties a group sex orgy evolved as eight bodies twisted together on the soft rug in front of a fireplace. It was the first time Sally was intimate with another woman.

Their sex lives improved immensely until two of the neighbors were caught cheating away from the parties. It was OK to have sex at a party but it was not OK to have sex separately. The man was Jack. Sally moved in with her sister for almost four months before she would move back in with him. Since that time no mention was made of the swinging.

“Don’t even tell me you want to swap with Emma and Jed,” Sally said to her husband.

“Hey, I made a mistake and was wrong. But I know you enjoyed the swinging as much or even more than I did.”

Sally knew he was right. The sex was the best that she could have ever imagined. When she was with another man she felt free to try different things and didn’t mind when they tried different things to her. She even missed the female sex when they participated in the group orgy.

“I’ll have to think about it,” she said looking over at Jed. He did have a nice body and had always seemed to look at her when they were together.

“Good,” he said.

It was two days later when Emma heard a light tapping on her backdoor. Jed had just left the house for a golf match and she was still in her pajamas. She opened the curtain and saw Sally standing there. She quickly opened the door to let her neighbor inside.

“Hi,” Sally said as she moved to sit at the small kitchen table. “Do you mind if I sit for a while?”

“Of course not,” Emma said. She noticed the woman had a light robe on that poorly hid the round shape of her breasts.

“I saw Jed leave and wanted to come over and apologize for my husband,” the blonde woman said.

Emma realized she had found out about the ass grabbing. “It was not a big deal.”

“Does Jed know?”

“Yes, I don’t keep secrets from my husband,” Emma said. “He is still somewhat upset but he will get over it.” She laughed.

“What’s so funny,” Sally wondered.

“He wondered how Jack would have liked it if he touched your ass.”

“Really?” Sally said not smiling. “I’m sure Jack wouldn’t care so if he would stop being upset no problem.”

“Men are so immature at times,” Emma grinned. “Touching someone’s ass is not that big a deal.”

“It didn’t upset you when Jack did it?”

“Well I was surprised but, quickly got over it. It felt good to have a man show me some attention.”

“Same here,” Sally said agreeing. “Why do they always want something they can’t have?”

They finished their cups of coffee and Sally asked Emma, “How would you like to go to a bachelorette party this Friday night?”

Emma thought about it. “I have Friday open. Who is it for?”

“My niece Jenna,” Sally answered. “It’s a small party of about 5 women.”

“OK. Do I need to bring a gift?” Emma asked.

“Nope. Just yourself.” Sally grinned. She had found out from her sister that a male stripper would be there and hoped it would loosen Emma up some. “I’ll pick you up around 7:00PM.” Sally turned and left.

Later as Emma and Jed lay in the bed she told him about the party. “Some of those parties get kind of wild you know,” he said.

“You are thinking of bachelor parties,” she replied. “I’m sure this party will be very tame. It’s for her niece and her mother will be there as well.”

“Fine,” he said thinking that she was asking him for permission.

The next morning as Jed walked to the mailbox to get the newspaper Sally walked out her driveway at the same time. He smiled and quickly noticed the lightweight robe snug around her chest and hips. “Good morning,” He said as he stood just watching her body move towards him.

Sally stood next to him. “You can touch my ass anytime you want if it will make you feel better.”

“What?” he asked not believing she was saying this to him. “My wife has been talking.”

“Jack and I want to be your friends so remember what I just said,” she smiled as she grabbed the newspaper and walked with a defined wiggle back into her house. Jack stood still with his mouth open.

He thought about giving his wife hell but kept hearing her voice, “You can touch my ass anytime you want.” Shit he thought as he quickly walked back in the house to hide the forming bulge in his pajamas.

Emma called Sally on Friday and asked her what she should wear to the party. Sally told her a skirt or dress would be fine. She picked out her nicest skirt that came down to about mid-thigh and a nice silk blouse. At 6:45PM Sally knocked on her door and Jack answered it.

“Is Emma ready?”

Jack smiled and moved back to let her in. “She will be down in a few minutes.”

“Good,” Sally smiled. She moved up to him and whispered in his ear. “This is your chance.”

There was no doubt in his mind what she was talking about. He smiled into her blue eyes and moved his hands around her back. Before he could chicken out his fingers moved down until her smooth ass rested in his two large hands. He couldn’t feel any panties as he gently explored their softness. She pushed her thigh forward until it touched the hard-on under his slacks. They heard Emma’s footsteps and quickly moved away from each other.

“Now we are even,” he whispered with a smile.

“Nope,” she grinned as she reached down and grabbed his large bulge. She quickly measured its length and thickness before she pulled away. “Not even anymore.”

“Sorry I’m late,” Emma said as she turned the corner to see Jack standing close to Sally. He turned and looked away which she immediately knew something was wrong.

“Did I miss something?”

“Nope,” Sally lied. “Let’s go.”

Emma didn’t push it anymore but she knew something was said or done at the front door. She put it in the back of her mind as she watched Sally pull her car into a rear parking lot of a small café. “The party is here?”

“Yes, the café belongs to my sister. We will be in the small private room in the back.” Sally said smiling. Sally’s sister was as wild as she was and there was no doubt she would have a cute stripper for Jenna. At the last bachelorette party things went a lot further that she had imagined and afterwards she watched as her sister gave the young guy a blowjob. Luckily only one other woman and she were there at the time.

Sally brought Emma in and introduced her to her niece and her maid of honor Karen. Her sister Janet led Emma to her seat and they started the wine flowing. After about an hour of wine and fun the women all had a good buzz. Emma was feeling no pain when she heard a knock on the rear door. She figured more women would be coming in but instead a policeman came in.

“I’ve heard there was a party going on here and you women were doing a lot of drinking,” he said smiling.

“Yes and what are you going to do about it?” Jenna shouted as she stood up face to face with him. Emma looked at he girl thinking she was nuts to confront him this away. Her eyes opened big when he grabbed her body and turned her around. Before she could blink the policeman slipped handcuffs on the bride-to-be’s wrist.

Janet pushed a chair into the middle of the room and the cop pushed Jenna down onto it. The girls skirt was high on her thighs but no one made any motion to pull it down. It was when the music started that Emma knew she had been had. The man tossed off his police hat and slowly unbuttoned his shirt while his body wiggled back and forth in front of Jenna who was now smiling ear to ear.

“You didn’t tell about this.” Emma whispered to Sally as he took off his shirt showing the six women his tan muscular chest.

“YEAH!” Janet screamed as she grabbed the shirt and tossed it next to his hat.

“Are you surprised?” Sally asked Emma as the man grabbed a hold of the sides of his pants and pulled until they quickly ripped away from his body. He stood there in only his tight bikini briefs that had an obvious eight inch penis pushing outward inside.

“God!” Emma said as she leaned forward. “He’s not going to take his underwear off is he?”

“I guess we will just have to wait and see.” Sally grinned. There was no doubt that his bare prick would be bouncing around in a short amount of time.

Emma watched in amazement as the man dancing up to Jenna and opened his thighs until his body pushed his large bulge forward against the young woman’s chest. At first the girl acted embarrassed but her eyes locked onto the bikini briefs and aimed her lips down until she kissed the curled sausage. The women were now hooting and hollowing for him to take off his tiny covering.

“Take it out!” Sally screamed next to her. Surely he wouldn’t do that Emma thought but her eyes opened wide again when his fingers pinched the sides of the briefs and pushed downward. Jenna’s head was in Emma’s way so she could not see the man’s penis. Her body was up and moving to the side before she even told it too.

“Holy…!” Emma cried out when she saw how big he was. He had Jed beat by at least three inches. The man moved forward again until his penis which was now pointing outward pushed against Jenna’s covered breast. She again had to move to the side to see what he was doing. She gasped when his fingers moved down to unbutton the girl’s blouse. Surely he wasn’t going to………Emma had to sit down when he pulled open the blouse exposing the small blue bra. His fingers found the front clasp and pulled the bra open allowing them all to see her small but firm mounds with tiny little cherry nipples pointing outward.

“Are you OK?” Sally whispered in Emma’s ear. She had seen the woman suddenly sit down and hoped she would not faint.

“Yes, oh my God, look at what he is doing now!” Emma said while watching him grab his hard-on and directed the mushroom tip to rub back and forth across her hard nipple.

“You’ve never had a nipple rub before?” Sally whispered. She glanced down to see the hard tips of Emma’s nipples pushing out the thin material of her silk blouse. Emma didn’t see her as Janet moved over and whispered in her sister’s ear. She did see Janet whisper in the man’s ear and did see him turn to look at her. Her heart almost stopped when he moved back from the handcuffed girl and walked towards her. Her hands pushed out to keep him back but he kept coming until her hands pushed against his chest and his forward motion pushed her chair back on two legs.

“Don’t please.” Emma cried out in fear. She panicked again when someone grabbed her arms and pulled them back behind her. She heard the clicks of the handcuffs before she felt the cold metal on her wrists.

“Stop. Don’t do this.” She groaned as the chair was lowered to the floor and her body moved within an inch of the tip of his long prick.

“Go ahead she wants it.” Sally said to the guy who was worried he could get into trouble doing something to a woman who didn’t want him to.

“Sally!” Emma cried out. She looked at her laughing neighbor and started laughing too. Here she was a grown woman afraid of a young naked male. After all what could he do to her in front of all of these women?

“OK,” she said to him, “get it over with.”

Her body was on fire and trembling as the man pushed his hard-on forward until the tip now pushed against her large and soft breast. Her eyes never left the massive crown as he again aimed it across the obvious bud of her mound.

“Take off her blouse too.” Jenna cried out while enjoying the show. She didn’t want to be the only women topless.

Emma started to complain but stopped realizing it would probably do no good and the wine had eliminated a lot of her shyness. She smiled at him giving him the OK.

Sally stood back and grabbed the small digital camera. The light in the room was bright enough that she did not need a flash as she held it up while the man unbuttoned Emma’s blouse and pulled it off to rest on her wrists by the cuffs. CLICK.

No other man had ever seen her naked breasts except for her husband but that changed in a second when he released her back snaps and pulled the white lace from her hot tits. She was proud of her long hard brown nipples as they made their world appearance. She closed her eyes waiting for his penis to rub against them when she felt something completely different. Her eyes opened wide and saw his head in front of her and felt his lips sucking on her rigid nipple. CLICK

As his lips captured her nip his fingers moved down to her legs and then up under her skirt.

“Please,” she begged him as his fingers moved up until they pushed at the vee of her panties between her tightly squeezed together thighs. She didn’t want him to touch her there mainly because he would know just how turned on she was. She moved her leg up to push him away but all she did was make her pussy mound available for his touch. His fingers quickly pushed the soaked material down into her slit.

“OH GOD!” She cried out when he pushed against her clit. CLICK

He pulled his hand out and smiled at her. Her secret was out. She froze as he moved back and tensed again when he moved forward. His penis moved like a magnet not to her nipples but to her mouth. He wanted her to suck him.

Emma tried to turn her head to get away from the disgusting thing he wanted her to do in front of everyone. She hated having a penis in her mouth remembering the early days of their marriage when Jed tried to get her to do it.

“Just lick it.” Sally whispered loud enough for the man to hear. Emma’s eyes looked up at her neighbor. She wanted to kill her at that moment. If licking it would make him stop then she would do it. She turned her head back to the front again and watched his prick come closer. She closed her eyes and pushed out her tongue. His spongy tip brushed against the end of her tongue and he held it there while he moved his shaft all around it. She tasted his juices and realized they were not so bad. CLICK

Her mouth started to open to suck in the tip when he pulled it away. She was disappointed as he moved back to Jenna.

“Sally, get me out of these cuffs.” Emma whispered.

“I can’t,” she whispered back, “I don’t have the key.”

“Shit,” Emma muttered as she sat helplessly watching as the man’s fingers moved up under Jenna’s skirt. She expected him to touch her like he did herself but instead he grabbed a hold of the girl’s panties and pulled downward. Jenna lifted her hips to help. He left the skirt high enough on her legs that they all could see the curly neatly trimmed brown bush of the future bride. Everyone now knew she was not a natural blonde as the hair on her head suggested.

Sally smiled as he pushed apart her niece’s legs and planted tiny little kisses up her creamy white thighs. She heard Emma’s gasp when his mouth moved forward until his tongue flicked over the hairy treasure at the junction of her legs. Her little twenty year-old niece was getting a wicked clit licking.

Emma watched and realized she was jealous he was doing it to the girl and not herself. Until tonight she had never seriously thought about having sex with another man. She licked her lips and tasted his pre-come still lingering around.

“OH GOD PLEASE. IT FEELS SO…OH…DON”T STOP!” Jenna cried out. She was embarrassed to have this man going down on her in front of her mother but it felt so good. She realized she was coming. “NOW!” Her tiny hips shot upward until her body exploded. He pulled his face away and smiled.

“Is he finished now?” Emma asked Sally as he stood and looked around the room.

“I hope not.” Sally replied as she made eye contact with him. She wanted her turn at this amazing hunk of male flesh.

He motioned for her to come to the middle of the room and she quickly did what he wanted. Her hands moved up over his neck as she pushed her dress covered body tightly against him.

Emma thought she was watching a movie as his hands moved down over her ass to the bare skin of her upper thighs. His fingers pulled the dress up until her beautiful ass was exposed. More than one of the women gasped when they saw she was not wearing panties. He was also surprised as his fingers explored her ass and then pulled up the front of her dress to allow his bare prick to push against her naked stomach. She saw him whisper something in her ear and then saw her smile and shake her head yes.

Sally looked into his eyes as he lifted her body up until her legs curled around his hips. Her pussy was now open and pressing against his shaft. He had asked her if she wanted to fuck and she motioned yes. His fingers moved under her dress which was now covering her pussy and directed the tip at her dripping oven. With one shove he quickly entered her.

Jenna leaned down in her seat and was the only one who could see his penis pushing in and out. “SHIT HE’S FUCKING AUNT SALLY!” she cried out. Everyone but Emma laughed.

“GO!-GO!-GO!-GO!” the women chanted each time he pumped into her.

Emma couldn’t believe her neighbor would have intercourse with a strange man. She was cheating on Jack in front of her family. Sure she had allowed him to rub his cock on her bare breasts and lips but this was different. She sat back and watched for the first time a couple fucking. Her body was on fire and about to explode.

Janet laughed at first but her laughter turned to a snarl. She didn’t pay all of this money for this man to fuck someone else. She moved over and pulled Sally’s body off of his. “My turn,” she announced as she dropped to her knees and pulled his shaft to her lips. Her mouth opened and she consumed the whole eight inches.

Emma watched her first blowjob as well. She took mental notes of how the women positioned her mouth which enabled her to swallow his huge penis. Her own mouth was open as she tried to imitate Janet’s blowjob.

“So what do you think?” Sally asked Emma as she moved over next to her again.

“I can’t believe you fucked him.” Emma said looking at her neighbor.

“I can get him to fuck you to if you want,” She giggled.

Emma just shook her head no and looked back as the man grunted and filled Janet’s mouth full of his cream. “Just find the key,” she said sharply. By the time the key was found the man had quickly dressed and had ran out the same door he came in.

“I’m sorry,” Sally whispered as they said goodbye to everyone, “I didn’t know what he was going to do.”

“It was you who set me up with the nipple rub,” Emma snapped back. Things were quiet on the trip back to their homes. Emma didn’t even say goodnight as she hurried out of Sally’s car and into her house.

“Shit,” Sally said, “now she is upset.”

“So how was it?” Jed asked Emma as she slid next to him in the bed.

“Boring,” she lied as her naked body pushed up against his back and her hand moved around to curl around his soft penis.

Jed knew something happened at the party to make her hot like this but he was not going to ask. He couldn’t remember the last time they had sex and even then he was the one who had to start it. Her fingers pushed under his pajama bottoms and grabbed his quickly hardening shaft. He turned onto his back and was shocked as she pulled open his top and sucked on his nipple. He moaned as her soft lips moved down his stomach to the top of his bottoms. Fuck he thought when she pushed down his pajamas and guided the damp tip to her mouth.

“GOD!” he exclaimed when her lips opened and sucked in the hot crown.

She popped her mouth off and looked up at him smiling. “You don’t like it?” she giggled as she tickled his balls.

“OH YES…” he said almost crying in happiness. Tears came to his eyes when her mouth returned and took in most of his hard flesh. He wanted her to finish him off but didn’t complain when her lips moved away and her body crawled up on his. His hard-on sank into her hot hole and her body went crazy on top of him.

As soon as Jed’s prick entered her Emma started to cum. It was a first for her because normally he had to fuck her slowly while kissing and touching her to get her off. Now she was already there and knew he would be close behind after her mini-blowjob. He was as they both screamed for joy.

Emma lay exhausted next to him later when he whispered, “Will you do that again sometime?” She knew he was referring to the blowjob.

“Maybe,” she giggled as she turned over and imagined the policeman’s hard prick pushing deeply between her thighs.

“Well how did it go?” Jack asked Sally as she stripped in front of him. He saw she was not wearing underwear.

“I have a confession,” she whispered as she crawled in bed with him.

“Yes?” he said turning towards her.

“I let the stripper fuck me tonight,” she whispered.

It took a few seconds for her words to sink in. “He fucked you!” Jack exclaimed. “In front of everyone?”

“Not all the way,” she said pushing back. She didn’t think he would be so upset since he was the one wanting to swap again.

“How can he not fuck you all the way?”

“Well he did put it in and we did it for about a minute but then Janet pulled him away and gave him a blowjob.”

“Damn,” he said wishing he was there to see it. He turned over and remained silent.

Sally knew he was upset so she used what she had saved for him. “He did some things with Emma too.”

Jack quickly turned around. “Emma? Tell me.”

Sally smiled knowing she had him. “I’ll tell you tomorrow if….”

“What?” he asked excitedly.

“If you finish what the stripper started.”

Jack was already hard from hearing about Janet giving the guy a blowjob and now Emma doing something too. “Gladly!” he laughed as he moved over between Sally’s opened legs and quickly shoved his hard-on inside of her.

Sally hung on for dear life as he pistoned in and out of her hot box. It had been a while for them as well for hot uncontrolled sex and they were both moaning loudly as they climaxed.

“Ok tell me,” he said as he slid off of her.

“Emma was topless,” she teased.

“No shit! You have to describe them to me.”

“I’ll do better than that tomorrow morning,” she giggled as she turned over and closed her eyes.

“Better than that?” Jack said out loud while trying to imagine what she meant.

Jack had trouble getting to sleep that night as he thought about his wife fucking the stripper and Emma being topless. Maybe they did have a chance to get their neighbors to swap with them?

Sally’s eyes opened slowly the next morning and she suddenly jerked back. Jack’s head was inches from her face and he was smiling at her. “God you almost scared me to death,” she laughed.

“Tell me about Emma,” he said quickly. He had little sleep as he thought about what his wife had said about something better.”

“Get the digital camera over there on the dresser.”

Jack jumped from the bed and brought it back to her. She giggled as she turned it on and saw the first photo which was the last one she took. She turned the camera to show her husband a shot of Emma’s tongue licking a long penis.

“NO FUCKING WAY!”

“There’s more,” she giggled as she clicked to the next shot. She quickly clicked to the first shot which showed Emma sitting without her blouse on. Her full breasts were pushing out the thin white bra. “Here,” she said showing him the shot.

“Yummy.”

Finally she clicked to the second shot that showed the stripper sucking on one of her hard nipples. “HOT DAMN!” He cried out. “Does she know you took these photos?”

“No so please don’t say anything.”

“Why not? They should be enough to get them to swing with us. If you show them to Jed I’m sure he would be pissed enough to do whatever you wanted,” Jack said, excited.

“I want Emma to make the decision on her own,” Sally said. “I think I know a way so back off for now.”

“Sure honey,” he said as he grabbed the camera from her again to look at the photos. It definitely made him horny. His fingers moved over and caressed her breast but she pushed him away.

“I need to call her and make sure she is not totally pissed at me.”

Emma woke the next morning with a slight hangover from the wine. She noticed Jed was already up and was surprised when the door opened and he came in carrying a tray of food and a cup of coffee.

“Breakfast in bed,” she said smiling. She couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. “What’s the occasion?”

Jed smiled and kissed her lightly on her lips. “Last night.” It was his thank you for her mini-blowjob.

Emma smiled and picked up the small breakfast sausage. She held it up in front of her face and slowly sucked the end through her lips. Instead of biting it she just pumped it slowly in and out. She giggled as his eyes widened. Her tongue licked it length wise when she pulled it out. “You liked it huh?”

“Y..ye…yesss.” He stuttered. Suddenly she put it into her mouth again and snapped her pearly teeth closed until she bit off half of it. Jed almost fell off the bed which made Emma laugh.

Jed stayed sitting on the bed while she took a bite of her toast and eggs. “Aren’t you going to have something to eat?” she asked, smiling.

He looked at her puzzled because he didn’t make enough food for both of them. His puzzlement soon went away when she pushed down the sheet. She looked at his shocked face as she slowly opened her legs. Her pussy was his morning meal. Damn he thought. First the blowjob and now the first oral sex on her. He moved over and up until his body was lying on his stomach and his face was an inch from her blonde mound. He moved his tongue out and licked across the pink slit. It was just an appetizer because she opened her legs all the way which opened her inner lips. His lips sucked in the hard clit.

Emma couldn’t believe the rush she had as his mouth explored and tasted every inch of her pussy. She even managed to keep eating while he worked to finish her off. When she was almost there the phone rang. She grabbed it. “Hel…lo,” she panted. It was Sally.

“I just wanted to apologize again,” the woman said.

“No THAT’S….ok!” Emma moaned.

“Are you alright?” Sally asked detecting a rise and fall of her voice.

Emma laughed. “I…I mean…I mean we…are having…BREAKFAST!” She was almost there.

“Should I call back?” Sally asked. She thought her neighbors were cracking up.

Emma cupped the microphone part of the phone and cried out as she came. “I’M COMING!” Her body shook until the tray of food fell off of her and onto the floor.

Sally could hear the muffled noises. “I’m coming over,” she said into the phone before she hung up.

“Shit,” Emma said as she sat up and pushed Jed’s face from her dripping pussy. “Sally is coming over now.”

“She is?” Jed asked thinking about how she grabbed his bulge last night.

“Yes, go keep her busy while I get cleaned up.” Emma ordered. By giving Jed a blowjob she suddenly felt in control. She not only had him eating from her hand he was also eating between her legs.

Jed wiped off his mouth and tossed a robe over his pajama bottoms. His prick was still stiff as he hurried down to meet Sally at the back door where she was standing and smiling at him through the glass. He hurried to let her in.

“Is everything alright?” Sally asked as her eyes moved to his bare chest and dark curly hairs peeking out at her.

“Yes,” he blushed. “We were….you know…fooling around.”

Sally’s eyes focused on the lump in front of his robe. “I can tell,” she giggled.

“She’ll be awhile.” Jed whispered hoping Sally would get the hint. “Really? What do you think we should do to keep busy until she gets here?” Sally was again wearing her lightweight robe with only her baby doll sheer top underneath. She sat down on a kitchen chair slowly crossed her legs and looked up at him.

Jed gulped when he saw the dark curls at the top of her thighs when she crossed her legs. He knew she had done it on purpose.

“Well….,” he began, “we are…we are…not even…anymore.” He remembered what she had said after she had grabbed his bulge yesterday.

Sally giggled and sat back in her chair. “Well?” She uncrossed her legs leaving them open about three inches. If that wasn’t an invitation nothing was.

Jed’s legs trembled as he moved towards her while looking square into her eyes. The eyes never blinked as his fingers moved down and landed on top of her right knee. Neither of them looked away as the shaking fingertips moved slowly up her warm smooth thigh until he touched the bottom of her robe. His fingers didn’t stop again as they traveled up under the robe and then under the baby doll until he touched her bush.

Her legs opened enough for him to press downward into her moist folds. She was so wet his fingers were dripping when they moved back up to find her hard knob.

“Ummm,” She moaned softly. His fingers moved down and were entering her damp hole when they heard Emma’s footsteps on the stairs. He quickly pulled his fingers out and moved back.

For the second time in two days Emma walked in to see her husband face with a look like he had done something really bad. And, both times he had been alone with Sally. Things were starting to click. “I didn’t interrupt anything did I?”

“Of course not,” Sally grinned. She fought hard to keep from laughing at Jed’s large bulge as he was turned away from Emma.

“I…have to….take a shower.” Jed said as he turned and hurried up the stairs.

“OK, if we are to be friends we can have no secrets.” Emma said as she sat down at the table next to Sally.

Sally sat back and just let it out. She told her about how he grabbed her ass yesterday and how she had touched his bulge. Then she told her Jed had his fingers in her pussy just before she came down the stairs.

A few days ago Emma would have kicked the woman out of her house but after the party and the great sex last night and this morning she just smiled. “So what do we do now?”

“Well there’s one more thing you need to know.” Sally said, becoming serious. “Jack and I used to be swingers.”

Emma’s heart raced. “You mean swinging like in having sex with other couples?”

“That sounds bad doesn’t it?” Sally asked.

“Well….YEAH!” Emma replied. “Didn’t you get jealous?”

“I thought I would but it didn’t happen. At least until..” She stopped and took a breath. “Until Jack slept with one of the wives behind my back.”

Emma just sat absorbing the shocking news. “How long ago?”

“Over ten years,” Sally said. “I moved back in with him with the understanding the swinging and the sex with other women had to stop.”

“But what about last night?”

“I guess all the recent talk about swinging again made me want to feel another man inside of me.” Sally confessed.

“Recent talk?” Emma was getting to a bottom line somewhere here.

Sally took a deep breath. “Jack wants us to swing with you and Jed.” There everything was laid out pretty and neat.

“Why us? Do we look like a couple that would do such a thing?” Emma was somewhat upset.

“No not at all,” she started. “Actually I think it is the opposite. We both liked you guys and I guess our swinging history came back to the surface.”

“I don’t think it is an option.” Emma said.

“Haven’t you ever wondered about another man inside of you and how it would feel?” Sally asked.

“No…I mean…other than fantasies…not something real.”

“Was last night a fantasy?” Sally asked. “I saw your face and knew you wanted him to do more to you.”

Jed had slipped back down and was standing in the hallway listening to their conversation. He wanted to make sure Sally would not get him in trouble but now he was shocked to hear that Sally and Jack were swingers and now wanted to swing with Emma and him. He was double shocked when he heard Sally mention Emma and the man last night. He moved closer to hear her answer.

Well………….I…..it was the wine.” Emma quickly replied. “I would not want to have him kiss my nipples or for me to lick his… thing had it not been for the wine.”

Jed thought he should be mad but it was making him excited instead hearing his wife confess. No wonder she gave him his first blowjob last night. He listened some more.

“Are you sure?” Sally grinned.

“Well yes…I mean…it was exciting and….I’m not….sure,” she said while holding her face now in her hands.

“There’s one way to find out.” Sally answered.

“You mean swing with you and Jack?”

Sally grinned and shocked both Emma and Jed. “No with the stripper again.”

Emma was not expecting Sally’s reply. All she had thought of since yesterday was the long hard penis in front of her face and the salty taste of his pre-come. She tried to hide her excitement over the possibility of another chance but couldn’t. She had to cover her mouth to keep from smiling.

Sally grinned. “Can you get away tonight around 8:00PM?”

“Yes.” Emma said softly.

Jed almost fainted when his wife agreed to have sex with the stripper. He thought about busting into the kitchen but stopped. If she was wondering how it would be with another man she would not stop until it happened. He didn’t want to lose her to a man who she might fall in love with and if she did enjoy the sex with him then maybe she would agree to swap with Jack and Sally. So many thoughts were going through his mind that he had to get away and think about them. He quietly slipped out the front door and moved to his car.

Emma couldn’t find Jed after Sally left and figured he must have taken off somewhere. Her body was again alive with tingling sensations in anticipation of being with the handsome stud man again tonight. The rest of the afternoon dragged on until Jed came home around five o’clock.

“Sorry I forgot to tell you where I went,” he said. “I was over at Tim’s house helping with his deck. He asked me to come back tonight and help. Is that OK?”

Emma smiled realizing he would not be home. “Sure honey.”

They finished dinner and Jed jumped back in his car. He did not drive to Tim’s house but instead drove by the small café and found a secluded parking space. As he walked around the building he spotted a small window high on the right side of the building. A lot of bushes were in the area which could give him a chance to peek into the window without anyone seeing him. He looked at his watch and saw he had an hour to wait.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Emma said to Sally as the woman drove her to the café again. “How much is he charging?”

Sally laughed. “You may not believe this but when I told him who you were he said it was free.”

“Really?” Emma asked. Her body temperature rose another five degrees.

“I also found out he is not a professional stripper but is a medical student paying his own way through college.”

“He can be my doctor any day.” Emma giggled.

“Mine too.” Sally agreed. They pulled in the parking lot behind the café at 7:45PM. “He’s not here yet.”

Jed heard the car and ducked down in the bushes. He saw Sally and his wife walk from the car into the building. Shit Emma was wearing her shortest dress he thought. As she neared the building he could tell she was not wearing a bra and wondered if the panties were missing as well. He could feel his prick starting to stir.

Emma managed to down two glasses of wine in the next fifteen minutes and was feeling good when she heard him knock on the door. Sally opened it and led him in. Tonight he was not a policeman. Tonight he was wearing his medical scrubs.

“Hi,” he said as he walked up to Emma who held out her trembling hand to shake. He took her hand and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on her lips. She didn’t back away. “I’m John.”

“I’m……..,” she suddenly forgot her name.

“Emma.” Sally said laughing. “I’m going to the front to talk to my sister. You two have fun.” She turned and walked through the door.

“I’m kind of nervous.” Emma started out. “I’ve never did anything like this before.”

“Relax,” he smiled. “I not going to do anything you don’t want me to.”

“Do you do this kind of thing a lot?” She asked.

“No, the party the other night was the first time I inserted myself into anyone. Your friend is pretty wild.”

Emma smiled as she loosened up. “Yes she is.” She bit her lower lip. “What do you want to do?”

“No-no. Tonight is your night not mine,” he answered. “What do you want to do?”

She tried to tell him she wanted him to kiss her and touch her but the words couldn’t come out. She blushed.

“OK why don’t you dance for me tonight instead of me for you?” He said as he sat down on a nearby chair.

“Dance?” she repeated nervously. “You mean?”

“Yes do your most seductive dance for me.” John had wanted to have these middle-aged women strip and dance for him for sometime now.

She blushed again. “We have no music.”

John noticed a speaker on a far wall and walked over to turn the small knob on the bottom. Suddenly a county dance song came blasting through.

“Not my pick for music but it will do.” He said as he walked back and sat down again in front of her.

Emma’s heart was beating as fast as it ever had. She reached deep within her to build up enough courage to slowly start swaying her hips side to side. She saw his cute smile and moved even more. In less than a minute her hips were grinding out and back in. She wished now that she had not allowed Sally to convince her to not wear any underwear. As she moved her hips back she was sure he could see the moisture on her blonde mound beneath her short skirt.

“Am I doing OK?” She giggled. Her eyes watched the small bulge in the pants of his scrubs get bigger and bigger.

“Turn around,” he said.

God he wants to see my ass shake and wiggle she thought. She slowly did a 180 degree turn and moved her hips in small circles that became bigger and bigger.

“Back up,” he commanded.

Emma did as he said until she saw his feet between her legs. She took a deep breath and slowly bent forward which raised the dress up over the point where her thighs joined her ass.

“Ummm,” he moaned, “where are you panties?” He could see between her creamy thighs the thin slit of her pussy.

“At home,” she giggled. Her hips moved wider and wider until she felt his fingers grab hold of her dress and lift. Her body froze as the cool air blew against her naked buttocks and up to her waist. Her whole ass was now his to see.

“Very nice.” He whispered as his fingertips teased lightly across the hot flesh.

Jed was standing on a wobbling wooden box looking down at his wife’s head. Her back was away from him and pointed towards the young man who sat there watching her wiggle her behind. He still could not believe the woman was his normally conservative prude wife who was even shy undressing around him. Now she was not only showing this man her ass she was actually shaking it for him. His prick was pushing out the front of his pants so bad he had to unzip them and pull it out.

Sally had seen someone on the side of the building when they walked from her car. She knew the area was overgrown and that no one really had a reason to be there. After she greeted her sister she moved out the front door and slowly around the corner of the building. She stopped and peeked through a large bush to see a man standing on a large crate looking in the building. Not only was he looking but he was also moving his hand in front of his pants. Shit he was jerking off she thought. She turned to get her sister when he turned his head enough for her to recognize who he was. She grinned and crept slowly through the thick bushes until she was directly behind him. “See anything good?”

Jed almost fell from the crate when he heard the voice behind him. He turned forgetting about his condition and looked down into Sally’s big brown eyes. Oh God.” He said realizing she had caught him red handed or wet handed.

“Umm is that for me?” she giggled as she reached up and slid her fingers over his hard gland.

Jed’s eyes closed when Sally moved her mouth forward and sucked his whole five inch shaft deep within her mouth.

Emma’s ass movements slowed down as the young intern explored her whole backside. She smiled thinking he was studying for a medical exam as his fingers pushed down into her ass crack and teased over her small rear opening.

“Bend forward.” He directed.

Surely he was not going to…….”OHHH!” she moaned as his finger tip pushed slowly into her bowels. No one had ever invaded her back there. She was shocked and overly excited as this stranger pushed his finger as deep into her as he could. As he slowly pulled his finger out she relaxed somewhat until he replaced it with his tongue. Her body quivered as his long tongue snaked into her rear depths.

Emma had mixed feeling about what he was doing to her. It was so nasty yet so exciting. His fingers spread her cheeks further apart which allowed his tongue to go deeper and deeper. She realized this was a lot more personal than him fucking her with his cock. “OH GOD!” she cried out when he pulled his tongue from her backside and quickly slipped it as deep into her dripping pussy. Her body was bent so far her head was now down around her knees as she gripped her ankles to maintain her balance. His tongue made slurping noises as it moved out and then up and down her juice fill canyon. When his lips sucked her hard clit into his mouth she screamed, “YES!”

Sally heard Emma’s scream and stopped sucking on Jed’s tool. “Damn, what is he doing to her? Move over.” Sally took Jed’s hand as he led her up to stand next to him. They both looked through the small window in amazement at the man’s face buried deep under Emma’s ass.

“He’s going to be a doctor so I bet he really knows a lot about a woman’s pussy.” Sally chuckled. She giggled again when Emma screamed again.

John was having trouble breathing because his nose and mouth were smashed between Emma’s cheeks. He pulled his tongue out and helped her to turn around and stand before him. Her dress rested about her pussy mound but she didn’t care.

“Take it off,” John commanded.

Emma was lost in lust now and didn’t blink as she pulled the straps over her shoulders and down her arms. The dress fell from her bare breasts and nipples down her stomach and legs. She kicked it aside and stood naked for him. She waited for his next instruction.

John leaned back in his chair. “Take it out.” He looked down at the large tent in his pants.

Emma again didn’t blink as she moved her hands to his waist band and pulled. He lifted his hips and they both stared at his monster prick as it popped from behind the thin material that moved down and off his feet. From this angle it looked even bigger than the previous night. John moved his hands to Emma’s shoulder and pushed down gently. There was no doubt in her mind what he wanted.

She opened her mouth to suck it in and he stopped her. “Not yet. Lick it first.”

Emma leaned her head forward between his opened legs and slowly licked his eight-inch shaft from the base to the very tip. She smiled at him and did it again and again.

“My balls.” He said next.

Emma looked at the tight sack of jewels and licked her tongue across the hairy nuts. Her fingers held onto his prick as she opened her mouth and sucked one of them completely inside. She was learning as she went along.

“Damn, she is sucking his balls.” Sally said as she felt Jed’s fingers sliding up under her own short dress until his fingers once again found her damp slit. This time he didn’t waste time as he quickly slid his middle finger up inside her.

“You want to fuck me don’t you?” She teased.

“Yes, oh God yes,” he answered.

Sally turned and watched as Emma’s mouth opened wide and moved slowly down the intern’s pole. “When he fucks your wife you can fuck me,” Sally smiled. “You do want him to fuck her right?” Emma knew that after tonight there was no way Emma and Jed wouldn’t swap with them.

“Right?”

Jed looked in the window again to see his wife’s head moving faster and faster up and down the man’s long cock. “Yes.”

“Say it.”

“Yes I want him to fuck her and I want to fuck you,” Jed said smiling. Things were so simple now.

Emma couldn’t suck anymore. Not because she was tired but because her pussy was begging for him to fuck her. She moved her face up and looked into his deep blue eyes with hers. He smiled as she moved her body up onto his lap and reached under her to aim his prick to her damp hole. Forgive me Jed she thought as she allowed gravity to take her down his hard prick.

“He’s fucking her,” Sally announced to Jed. She turned and jumped down off the crate. “Come on.” She grabbed his hand, pulling him from the crate and led him to the back door. John and Emma were too busy to hear the door open or to see the two bodies move up to them.

Jed could now see his wife’s pussy as it pushed down and then back up on the man’s shaft.

“Over here,” Sally whispered as she led him to another chair next to them. “Sit down and take it out.”

John was the first to notice the man as he sat down next to him. He started to stop until he saw Sally smiling and pulling off her dress. John smiled back and watched as the woman took the same position on the man as Emma was on him.

“It feels so big,” Emma groaned as her body slapped down against his stomach.

Jed heard her remark and hoped she would still want his smaller prick after tonight. He knew he was not that big but he also knew he had a lot of endurance. He concentrated on keeping his cool as Sally’s wonderful hot dripping pussy moved down over it. His lips dipped down and suckled her hard nipple as she fucked up and down his rod.

Emma thought she was hearing her own echo when she heard moans not coming from her mouth. She saw some movement out of the corner of her eye and glanced over to see another couple fucking next to her. She was in such a daze she didn’t realize it was Jed and Sally until his eyes met hers. Her body froze. “Jed!”

“Hi honey,” he moaned as his fingers cupped and supported Sally’s bare ass.

Emma smiled and turned towards the young intern. She was close and could tell he was getting there. Her lips moved down to his to prevent the whole café hearing her screams of pleasure.

Sally heard Emma’s attempt to hide her satisfaction and raced to catch her. The four of them climaxed about the same time however Jed made sure he was the last one.

“Hi, I’m John,” the young medical student said holding his hand out for Jed’s.

“Jed, I’m Emma’s husband.”

“I kind of figured that out,” John smiled. His semi-hard prick was still deeply up into Emma’s dripping pussy. “Well, I’ve got to get going because I have a meeting today with the big man.”

“He can’t be any bigger than you,” Emma whispered in his ear.

“I didn’t mean that kind of big,” he laughed. His hands grabbed Emma’s waist and he lifted her up and off his cock. He glanced over to see Jed and Sally’s eyes opened wide as his six inch soft prick slithered out of her very moist hole. He grabbed the waistband of his scrubs and pulled them and his underwear up and over his dangling penis. “Maybe I can see you all again sometime.” He said as he walked out the door.

Sally moved off of Jed and grabbed her clothing. “I’ll be heading home.” She kissed Emma on her forehead and walked out leaving them alone.

“I don’t know what to say.” Emma said as she pulled her dress over her head.

“Me neither,” Jed added. “I guess I’m still shocked seeing another man fucking you.”

“I guess it didn’t bother you too much since you did the same to Sally,” she said. “Sally told me today that they used to be swingers and now want us to swing with them.”

“I think that might be a mistake.” Jed responded.

“Why is that? You just fucked Sally,” she said looking at him in amazement.

“Yes, but I’m not sure if I can handle Jack fucking you.”

“OK, from now on you get to pick out who fucks me,” she said as she turned and stormed out the door to catch Sally before she left. She didn’t want to ride home with Jed.

“He said that really?” Sally asked when Emma told her about her conversation with Jed.

“Yes, I think he must feel threatened by Jack or something. Who knows?”

Sally smiled. “I have an idea if you are willing to try it.”

“Oh no, here we go again,” Emma grinned back at her neighbor. She heard the plan and was silent while she thought about it. “I’ve never had sex with another woman before.”

“Don’t worry we can fake most of it.”

Emma had opened the new door to erotic experimentation and didn’t want to close it just yet. “OK but if it gets too weird I’m out.”

Sally agreed and when she got home she told Jack they were having company for dinner.

“I told you I’m not interested in swinging with them. If you want to swap then lets find another couple,” Jed snapped back after she told him about being invited to Sally’s house.

“This is just a dinner to cool things down. Jack does not know about you fucking Sally.” Emma said.

“Well I’m not going,” he said, moving his arms across this chest.

“Fine then you’re on your own for dinner tonight.”

“Fine,” he said as she walked away from him.

At 6:00PM Emma took a quick shower and picked out her sexiest underwear. She tossed on a short sundress and walked down expecting to see Jed standing in front of the door preventing her to go. But, he was no where in sight. She left him a note which said, ‘I’ll be next door’.

Jack answered the front door and was surprised to only see Emma standing there. “Where’s Jed?”

“Got me?” Emma said as she moved by him to enter the house. Sally waved from the kitchen doorway.

“He didn’t come?” Sally asked.

“No but we both know he likes to peek.” Emma grinned. “Do you think we can leave the curtains open a little when we go into the den?”

Sally hugged Emma close. “I love it when others watch.” She felt Emma’s soft mounds pushing into hers. It had been so long since she had experienced another woman’s touches and kisses.

“I think I need a few glasses of wine.” Emma whispered in Sally’s ear when she felt the other woman’s hands moving sensually up and down her back.

“Whatever it takes,” Sally whispered back.

Jed was doing busy work in the garage when he heard the door close and his wife leaving to go next door. He tried to focus on anything to take his mind off of what they would be doing without him. He waited until the sun went down before he slipped out the side door and swiftly down the space between their homes. He moved around the back and hid behind a large bush as he watched the three of them eating at the small kitchen table.

“Here’s to us,” Jack said holding up his glass of wine. He was probably the only one not disappointed that Jed decided not to come. If things worked out right he just might have a threesome with the two sexy females sitting across from him. They touched their glasses together and downed the contents. He quickly grabbed the wine bottle and filled the empty glasses.

“That was a delicious meal,” Emma said smiling. The room was starting to spin a little. The two women and Jack worked hard to clear the table so they could get on to the next stage.

“Why don’t we go into the den and listen to some music?” Sally asked with a sly grin.

“Good idea,” Jack responded as he held out his hand for Emma to take. She allowed him to guide her into the other room to the large sofa. As she sat down her sundress slid high up her legs but she didn’t make an effort to pull it down. As he started to sit next to her Sally grabbed his arm. “You can sit over there.” She pointed to the chair across from them.

ed saw them walk into the other room and hurried around the house to the window. He smiled when he saw the curtains opened just enough for him to peek in. This was a better spot because no one could see him from the front or back of the house. He glanced in to see Sally and Emma sitting close on the sofa while Jack sat directly across from them.

“I told Emma we were swingers.” Sally said to her husband as her fingers moved up and down Emma’s arm while playing with the tiny blonde hairs.

“You did?” Jack answered, feeling his breathing become more labored. His eyes were locked onto Sally’s fingers as they moved up to the top of Emma’s shoulders and then back down to her fingers. She rubbed up and down Emma’s thumb like she was jerking off a small thin penis.

“Uh huh, and I also told her about having sex with other women,” Sally said loud enough for Jed to hear through the window.

Jack sat speechless as he stared at Sally’s fingers now moving over Emma’s shoulders to her neck. They moved up to caressed her earlobe and then slowly down her windpipe to her sternum. Emma closed her eyes and leaned back against the sofa cushion as Sally’s fingers moved straight down into the crevice of her breasts. Her heart was beating faster in anticipation of the soft touches of another woman on her breasts.

Both Jed and Jack were now rubbing up and down the front of their pants as they watched the show unfold before them. Sally’s fingers teasingly traced along the top of Emma’s dress as they moved over to gently push her shoulder strap over and down to the middle of her bicep. She smiled as she did the same to the other shoulder strap. Her fingers returned to the top to do the same to both black bra straps. Sally guided the bra straps down until the bra moved down Emma’s creamy cones until she saw the start of the brown areoles where she stopped them.

Jack was now sitting on the edge of the seat ready to prance when he saw the nipples appear but Sally quickly stopped him. “Stay!” she said holding her hand up to him. He frowned and slid back in the seat.

“Hold up your dress,” Sally whispered to Emma as she reached behind the woman and unsnapped her bra. Emma giggled when she felt Sally slipped the black garment down her arms and then up from her dress. Sally dropped the bra and took the front of Emma’s dress from the woman’s fingers. She grinned at her husband as she again lowered the thin material down until the hard nipples held up the top of the dress.

“Please!” Jack begged wanting her to show him her treasures.

Jed almost fell against the window when he saw Sally remove his wife’s bra. He had never seen two women together before and never in his wildest imagination thought Emma would be one of the women. Now she was just smiling as her neighbor slowly and teasingly stripped her in front of Jack.

“You want to see more you have to show us something.” Sally said to her husband.

Emma’s eyes opened and looked at the huge tent in Jack’s crotch. Her mouth opened when he unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out only the third hard penis in her life.

“Good,” Sally giggled. “Now you play with that while I show you some more.”

Emma kept her eyes opened watching Jack stroke his penis while Sally’s fingers moved slowly from her knees to the bottom of her dress.

“Keep your legs together,” Sally whispered as she leaned forward and pushed both hands under her dress. Emma lifted up to allow Sally to slowly pull her black bikini panties down her quivering thighs. She did as Sally said keeping her legs tight to prevent Jack from seeing too much.

Jack did get a peak of some blonde pubic curls which caused him to quicken his strokes.

Jed was upset now because the window did not allow him to see what Jack could see. He didn’t know if the man could now see his wife’s pussy. There was only one thing he could do if he wanted to see so he did it.

“Now mine,” Sally said as she reached up under her own dress to pull down her skimpy thong. As the material pulled away from her moist pussy she heard the doorbell. She quickly pulled her panties back up. “I wonder who that can be.” She giggled.

Sally opened the door to see a very flushed Jed standing there. “Can…can…I come…in?”

“I wondered what was keeping you.” She smiled as she let him in.

“Look who is here.” Sally announced. She walked in ahead of him.

“Hi.” Jack said. He had quickly stuffed his hard-on back into his pants but couldn’t zip up his fly.

“Hi.” Jed said.

“Why don’t you sit in the chair next to Jack?” Sally said. She was directing the whole show now. Jed quickly sat down and looked into the eyes of his wife. She was as hot as he had ever seen her before.

Sally picked up Emma’s bra and panties. “I just took these off your wife. Would you like to hold them?”

Jed nodded his head up and down so Sally tossed them to him.

“Now where was I?” She teased. “Oh yeah,” she said as she again lifted her hips and pulled her panties off her dark mound. She was not as careful as Emma and gave the two men a good view of her pink folds as she lifted her foot to remove the silk undies.

Emma finally said something. “Don’t the men have to show us something too?”

Jack smiled and quickly pulled his pecker out again and started to stroke it. Jed glanced at him and noticed he was not that much larger than him. He pulled out his own hard-on and sighed as he started to masturbate.

Emma giggled as she watched the two men stroking their penises. She had never seen Jed do it before and now got to watch two of them doing it. She turned and looked anxiously at Sally to see what she had planned next. Before she could react Sally’s lips moved forward and gently brushed against her own. She felt the hot tongue and allowed it inside. After about a minute of soul kissing Sally moved her mouth away and whispered in her ear. “It’s our turn.” Emma didn’t know what she was talking about until the woman turned facing the men and pulled up her dress over her stomach. Emma watched as her legs opened to show them her moist and fully opened pussy. Sally stopped and looked at Emma. It was her turn.

Both Jed and Jack’s eyes were on Emma’s knees as she slowly opened them. They shook a little as they moved apart allowing their eyes to see the golden mane and then the pink slit. Both stopped beating off when they saw both pussies wide open for their viewing.

“Touch it.” Sally whispered.

Touch it Emma repeated in her mind. She had been told by her mother that touching it was wrong and now she was going to do it in front of three other people. The only was she could do it is if she imagined she was alone. Her eyes closed and her fingers snaked down through her familiar bush to her hard clit. Her hips rose from the sofa as she fingered herself.

Sally looked around in amazement as they masturbated in front of each other. Last week they were distant neighbors and now they were as intimate with each other as they could get without fucking. She hoped that was next after she got to taste Emma’s honey pot.

As Emma fingered her pussy the top of her dress fell off the wonderful breasts. Sally’s dress did the same. All four were ready to pop when Sally yelled, “STOP!” All hands and fingers froze.

Sally didn’t whisper what was next to Emma as the woman moved back and pulled Emma’s legs up on the sofa between them. Emma looked as Sally’s finger’s slowly pulled apart Emma’s thighs and her eyes peered down at her glistening pinkness. Emma closed her eyes again as Sally planted tiny kissed along the inside of her trembling thighs until finally her lips touched the ridge of her pussy.

Sally stopped and waited for Emma’s eyes to open and see her tongue poised to enter the damp lips. Emma’s lips slightly smiled when she saw and felt the woman’s tongue taste her. “OH GOD!” she cried out.

Jed and Jack were stroking faster and almost ready to cum until Jack stopped and looked at his neighbor. “Cool it or we won’t be able to participate.”

Jed realized what he was saying and quickly released his shaft. He looked at Jack and smiled. The guy wasn’t so bad after all.

Emma’s head was moving side to side while Sally gave her pussy a licking she would never forget. Out of the corner of her eye see noticed one of the men had moved over next to her head on the sofa. His hard penis was inches from her face. She didn’t bother seeing who it belong to as she grabbed it and pulled it to her mouth. Her lips opened and sucked the hard knob deep into her throat.

Jed watched his wife sucking on Jack’s prick as he moved behind Sally and positioned himself to doggie fuck her. His hands roamed over her pink buttocks until he pushed his fingers under her ass and deep into her hot oven. She was ready for him as he pushed his hips forward until his tip slithered into her hotness

“Ummm.” Sally moaned with her face still pasted on Emma’s slit. She, like Emma, didn’t know which man was fucking her and it didn’t matter. She raced her tongue up and down her clit until Emma screamed. When Emma climaxed Sally quickly turned over on her back to see Jed’s body quickly fall between her legs. His prick again entered her but was now able to dive deeper. Her legs wrapped around his waist as their bodies slapped together. The seduction was now over and the fucking had begun.

Jack pulled Emma off the sofa and down to the large soft rug. His lips found her hard nipple and his fingers discovered how wet her pussy was.

“Fuck me please,” Emma begged as she grabbed his dick and pulled him down on top of her. Her thighs opened her golden nest and waited until his wonderful prick pushed deeply inside of her. Her fingers wrapped around his hips and pulled him even deeper within her.

The swap was officially on as only grunts and moans were heard in the house. Talking was not needed anymore because the only communication was going on between their legs. Emma’s teeth were biting into Jack’s shoulder as her fingernails dug into his back.

“NOW!” Emma screamed when she climaxed. Jack had waited as long as he could and was happy when she announced her pleasure. He soon pushed hard into her and emptied his load.

“Ah..Ah..Ah….AH…AH…AH..AH!” Sally moaned each time Jed’s prick pushed in. Her eyes were tearing from the immense pleasure her body was feeling. “NOW JED NOW!” She cried as her body exploded. Jed’s hips moved faster and faster until she screamed again. Never had she had multiple orgasms before. Her eyes opened wide and her lips searched for his. “AGAIN!” She screamed. Finally her body stopped moving but his didn’t. Her limp body just lay there while Jed continued to fuck it. Her breathing again picked up and her arms again wrapped around him. “OH GOD!” she cried as he quickly brought her to her last climax. Again she collapsed and again he kept pumping into her. “No please.” She said as she pushed his body away until his hard-on popped out of her.

“Get him away from me,” she laughed as she scooted away.

Emma smiled as she quickly moved into Sally’s slot. “Come to me baby.” Her legs opened and his hard shaft found another warm hole. “Come baby Come!” she cried as his hips shot forward to release his hot juices deep inside of her.

Ten minutes later the four still were naked as they sat at the kitchen table. Jack again held up a wine glass for a toast. “Here’s to good friends.” They all clicked their glasses together.

“What now?” Emma asked as she smiled at their leader Sally.

“Well I was thinking about Barbara and Tom.”

“You’re kidding right?” Jack said almost laughing. “Tom is a preacher.”

“I know,” Sally giggled.

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We teamed up as dive buddies, and I made sure I followed Jan from behind, getting a gorgeous view of her shaven twat as she swam in front of me. My wife’s pubes where also showing through her transparent bathing suit, and I noticed that Steve’s eyes were locked on her crack as well. We made two dives, and all I can remember seeing and thinking about was splitting some buns and fucking away on our vacation, but with Jan’s pussy around my swollen monster.

After the dive, we headed back to the ship and back to the pool. Beer and Bahama Mamas were flowing, and when dinnertime came, we decided to hit the Karaoke bar down stairs instead. We drank till about 10pm, and Steve and Jan invited us up to see their suite and have a drink.

Wow! What a suite, 2 granite bars, 2 huge balconies, a sunken oversized bath tub, and a king-sized bed. Our room was in the bowels of the ship, and did not have a window. ( Hey, I may be cheap, but I wasn’t planning on staying in the room except to sleep anyway) Steve poured the girls a drink, and then Sandra and I ventured out on the balcony. My wife leaned over the railing and I snuggled up behind her with my hard dick stabbing her in the butt. She then started gyrating her ass, and I whispered I wanted to fuck her right then and there. She started to protest, and I pointed to bed, where Jan was face fucking Steve by sitting on his face, stark naked. Sandra surprised me by dropping here sundress, got on her knees, and pulled my hard prick out of my shorts and gave me fantastic blowjob to completion. I was more than surprised when she stood up, kissed me and forced her sperm laden tongue in my mouth. I was still hard as a rock, and turned Sandra around to lean on the balcony, and fucked her from behind for all it was worth. She was slamming, cumming, grunting, crying and bucking me like there was now tomorrow, and he pussy felt like a hot furnace. I never seen her so involved in our lovemaking like this before. Then, out of the darkness, Jan came over to us, grabbed my wife by the head and started French kissing her. Oh shit, her first lesbian experience, and I was sandwiched in the middle of it. I reached around to stroke Jan’s cunt, and felt the spermy, wet mess that Steve had left behind. I snaked a wet finger up in her ass, and she forced my whole finger up her bum. She then ordered me to take our party back to the bed, so I grabbed my wife and walked her to the bed while I was still buried inside her from behind.

As I started to lean Sandra unto the bed, Jan crawled head first and tits up under Sandra, and proceed to lick and suck pussy and my balls. After about 10 more strokes, I felt the lava flow from my balls, and began pouring my pent up semen deep into her overflowing cunt. I rolled off my wife and watched the two ladies crawl into a 69, and eat each other like there was no tomorrow. I decided that I wanted to help Jan eat Sandra’s delicious cream pie, so I got on my knees and forced my head between the crack of her ass and had the most erotic dual pussy eating episode Sandra and I have ever had. Steve then tapped me on the shoulder, and nodded for permission to fuck my wife. Hell yea, was my response. His prick was huge, I am guessing 10 inches, and him entering my wife and knocking the air out of her was truly erotic. I came around to the front of my wife, and was amazed she could continue to devour Jan’s sweet pussy, all the while she was getting the air forced out of her and dumming like a freight train with Steve big boner. I kissed my wife, and then grabbed Jan’s legs and pulled her free from the lip lock she had on my wife’s clit. I then placed Jan next to Sandra and slid my meat into her missionary style, while she wrapped her legs around me like a pro wrestler, and bucked me like a bronco. I was in heaven, and we fucked and sucked for over an hour, until no one had any strength left, and we all fell a sleep in a wet, smelly heap. It was around 10am when I was awaken by a dual blowjob by the girls. My wife Sandra then placed her pussy over my mouth, which was dripping fresh sperm from an early fuck with Steve. We spent the last 5 days of our trip fucking each other’s spouse like sex starved honeymooners. Steve and I even did some bi stuff for the ladies. What a vacation!

Since we have gotten back to Jacksonville, Sandra will not even consider swinging again, maybe unless its with Steve and Jan. I have another cruise planed in December, and this time I have a twin balcony suite reserved. Wish me luck!

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One night while Glenda and I were having sex, I said, “I think it would be exciting if we found another couple, complete strangers. What do you think?”

She thought about it, then responded, “I would insist we get a little acquainted first before I get in bed with a guy. I need to know what he looks like and a little about him. That way I could decided if I wanted to continue or not.”

I said, “That sounds reasonable. I would not want someone treating you badly and if you don’t like his looks, we’ll drop that couple and look for another. Why don’t we get on the internet to search?”

“I’m willing to look”, she reluctantly responded.

During the next few days we answered swingers ads and communicated with half dozen couples. We sent our picture to one particular couple and received three pictures from them. One picture showed Dave and Diane together very neatly dressed. One of the pictures was of Diane in a bikini. She was a beauty with a beautiful body. I practically drooled. The other picture showed Dave in swim trunks. His body was trim and handsome.

When we talked to them on the phone, we got the impression they were more experienced with swinging. They had been to parties with several couples at the same time. We had never done anything like that.

Glenda said, “I don’t think I’m ready for big parties. I would rather meet with them alone. What do you think?”

I had seen the picture of Diane in a bikini. My cock was now thinking instead of my head when I said, “Having an extra couple with us would be alright. We would have privacy and the right to say no. I’m willing to take the chance.”

She was still objecting, “Maybe we should meet them for cocktails first to get more acquainted.”

I continued to pressure her, “They have already invited us to their home Friday evening. Once we get there and we don’t like it, we can leave.”

“Alright, if you agree we can leave in the event I don’t like it, I’ll go.”

Diane dressed rather sexy. She was wearing a cocktail dress that had thin straps to hold it up over her braless breasts at the top and the skirt came down to just above her knees. I thought she looked very seductive. She looked as if she would attract men like honey attracts bees. . Friday evening we arrived a few minutes late. Dave met us at the front door.

Dave said, “Hello, come right in”, then he pointed to some mistletoe hanging over Glenda’s head.

Before Glenda knew what was happening, he held her for a kiss.

When he released her, she said, “Wow! Looks if you have prepared for a party.”

“Oh yes, you will find more mistletoe around in our play room downstairs. Come on downstairs.”

We walked down the stair to see a very large finished basement. There was a wet bar, a pool table, and very plush couches and lounging chairs. I noticed two king size beds at one end of the large room.

Glenda whispered to me, “What are we getting into. Looks like a place for a wild party.”

I whispered back, “Let’s stay for awhile and decide later if we should leave.”

I noticed Diane was talking to the one other couple in the room. She saw us and came over.

She cheerily welcomed us, “Now we get to meet in person. It’s so nice you could come.”

I looked at her trim shape filling out the long slithering dress she was wearing. It was slit up both side to just below her waist line. She was wearing high heels but she was not wearing hose. She could have been wearing thong panties, but since I couldn’t see any panty material at the top of the slit at the side of her dress, maybe she wasn’t wearing anything. I felt very horny thinking about exploring under her sexy looking dress. She was beautiful.

She took my hand and walked me a couple of steps under the mistletoe. We hugged as she gave me a very sexy kiss. Then she turned to Glenda to lightly kiss her.

I was thinking this could turn out to be a good party with three couples. About that time, I saw three girls and four guys being escorted down the stairs by Dave. Dave introduced them to us. One of the guys was not wearing a wedding ring. Evidently, Dave had invited a single guy.

Dave walked to the bar and started pouring drinks from a pitcher and handing them to the guests. I was wondering what concoction we were drinking, but decided to not ask. The guests seemed to know each other and begin conversing. Probably, Glenda and I were the only strangers there.

Dave had soft dance music filling the room. One of the guys asked Glenda to dance, so I decided to ask our hostess to dance. She blended in my arms as we danced to the slow music. I danced her under some mistletoe to kiss her. Our tongues meshed in a very sexy kiss. I let my hand roam down over her butt and could not feel any panty seams.

She said, “Are you trying to determine if I have underware?”

I was embarrassed but had to answer her, “You look so sexy in that dress, I just had to feel.”

That’s alright, I don’t mine the feel, and I’m not wearing anything under this dress.”

The song ended and she led me to the bar for another drink. Another guy walked up to dance with her. I looked around to see Glenda dancing with another guy. He danced her under the mistletoe and stopped dancing long enough to kiss her very deeply. She seemed to freely respond to him. I was glad she was enjoying herself.

I thought I could smell something. I sniffed a little and I believed it must be pot. Glenda and I had never used it before and I was wondering if my wife wanted to leave.

I looked around to see Dave pass a joint to one of the girls. I saw my Glenda standing at the bar with a guy’s arm around her. He handed her a fresh drink as she was laughing at some comment he made. I doubt she knew what pot smelled like. I was wondering if Glenda still wanted to stay now that pot was being passed around.

Before I could go over to her, our hostess passed a joint to me.

She said, “Leave your wife alone and have a drag on this.”

I looked at this beautiful creature and knew I wanted to stay. I took a drag on the joint, passed it back to her to take a deep drag. I thought her eyes were shining with sexual desire. I hugged her and gave her a sexy kiss. My hand reached down to feel through the slit of her dress at the side of her butt. I felt her bare butt cheek and squeeze. She melted into me with a sigh.

She pulled back to say, “It’s still a little early. The party is just getting started. Go ahead and dance with the other girls while I do my hostess duties.”

I walked over to my wife where two guys were talking to her. I said, “Would you dance with me.”

While we danced, I asked, “How are you getting along? Has anyone asked you to smoke?”

“Yes, I’ve taken several puffs. I haven’t had a cigarette in years. These are funny looking cigarettes, aren’t they.”

“Didn’t you know they are pot.”

“Did you say POT! No wonder I’m feeling so good and horny. You know I’ve never had pot before this. I’m having fun. I’ve danced with several guys and they all danced me underneath the mistletoe to kiss me.”

“Have they made any serious passes at you.”

“Oh yes, the guys have been feeling me up. I don’t mind, it just makes me more horny.”

I knew my wife would be very attractive for the guys to hit on her.

About that time, a guy cut in to dance with her. I walked over to ask another girl to dance.

We were dancing a slow seductive dance with my hand roaming over her butt. I stopped to kiss her. We continued to stand and kiss while one of my hands moved to a breast. I could feel she was not wearing a bra.

A couple of hours had gone by with drinks and smoke and I was wondering when the real party would start. I looked over at the beds and saw one couple lying down in each others arms. The girl had already removed her top so that he could nuzzle her breasts.

I looked around for my wife to see her on a plush couch with a our host lying mostly on top of her while their lips were locked in a wide open mouth kiss. His hands were feeling underneath her dress. I assumed he had sex with all the other girls on previous parties, now he wanted some new pussy.

I decided I should look for our sexy hostess. I wanted her, but then I saw her dancing with the single guy who had come to the party. He had danced her over near the beds. I saw a lone girl at the bar as she picked up a joint from the ash tray to take another drag.

I walked over to her and said, “I’ll share that with you.” I took a puff and handed it back to her for another drag. She laid the butt down in the ash tray.

She was a pretty red head I had seen around, but had not danced with her. We walked over to a plush love seat. Our lips meshed as we reclined. I pulled her blouse up out of her skirt and moved my hands up to her bare breasts. She unbuttoned the blouse to completely expose her breasts. My lips went directly to her nipples. She moaned a little as I sucked .

The pot had stripped away all inhibitions for everyone in the room it seemed. I was feeling very good and I assumed my wife was having fun.

The red head tugged at my trousers which I quickly removed along with my shorts. I tugged at her panties up under her dress to pull them down and off over her feet. Now her dress was pushed up around her waist.

I had noticed several boxes of tissues placed around in appropriate places. The host didn’t want her furniture to get soiled. Also, I had noticed a box of condoms on the bar if anyone wanted to use them. I decided I would go bare with this red head.

I glanced over to see the host with my wife’s dress up around her waist. The straps at the top of her dress were off her shoulders leaving her beasts exposed. He had moved his head down between her legs. She had one leg propped up on the back of the couch while the other leg was pulled up toward her head which gave him plenty of room to lick and slurp. I assumed she was enjoying it because she had her eyes closed and her hands were resting lightly on his head.

I was still disappointed that another man had the beautiful hostess who I thought I would be paired with. However, the girl I was with was lightly moaning as I sucked on her nipples. I decided to get on my knees to get to her crotch. I licked up and down her slit and sucked on her clit. Her body was beginning to tremble and I assumed she was about to have an orgasm. She started bucking into my face as her body shook and sexually surged. It didn’t take much for her to have an orgasm. I was wondering if she was multi orgasmic.

She was still breathing hard when she said, “Come up here and give it to me.”

I moved up on her body to probe for her pussy. She aimed my cock and I pushed all the way in causing her to softly groan. I made a couple of back and forth movements. She had her eyes closed and I could see her face all squinched up in the throes of another orgasm. Her pussy was pulsating on my cock. Her lungs were gasping for air, then she slowly relaxed and felt lifeless to me. Had she gone to sleep or was she deep in sexual afterglow? I tried to kiss her without any response. I was beginning to worry a little before she finally opened her eyes.

I made small movements and said, “I thought you had gone to sleep.”

“No, I was slightly out of my mind drifting with pleasure. Sometimes I feel I am not even in the room when I have a good orgasm.”

She began to pulsate on my cock. I really wanted to hold off until I could pair off with the hostess, but her pussy was so sexy I felt as if I wanted to cum right away.

I started fucking her again causing her moan. I could feel her body underneath me beginning to surge as she bucked up to me. I could hardly believe she was having another orgasm this soon

When she revived and opened her eyes again, she said, “I think I need another smoke.”

When she got up, her dress fell back down her legs.

I got up to look for my wife. She was still on the couch, but now Dave was on top of her. I could see his cock slowly thrusting back and forth in her pussy. Each time he drew back, her juices glistened on his cock. I also noticed his cock was bare without a condom. I then knew she was going to have a pussy full of cum. That is what I had hoped to give to the host’s beautiful sexy wife, but instead, the host was doing it to my wife.

I looked for Diane, our hostess. She was just getting up from the bed where she had been with the single guy. Her dress was up around her waist. I got a glimpse of her nakedness just before her long dress dropped down to cover her legs as she got up. Now was my chance to team up with her. I still had my shirt on, but I walked off and left my trousers and shorts on the floor. I had a very hard erection prominently pointing in the direction I was walking since I had not cum as yet. My inhibitions had all left me and I was not embarrassed.

I walked over to the hostess to say, “It’s nice to meet you again.”

“Yes, I remember you. I think I see my husband on top of your wife. Help me see if there is still some smoke available for my guests.”

I walked with her where she reached down behind the bar and laid some more up on the bar. She lighted one and took a deep drag, then passed it to me.

I didn’t really need anymore, but I didn’t want to disappoint her in any way by refusing.

She looked down to say, “Looks as if you are ready for action. Let’s find a comfy place.”

We walked by my wife and Dave to sit on another plush couch. Dave had finished fucking her, but now another guy was leaning down to feel her breasts. I saw Dave get up and walk away to leave my wife with the other man.

By now I had settled down on the couch with Diane. She said, “Let me pull my dress up so that you can eat me.”

I was hoping to see her naked and taste her pussy. She laid down on the couch, propped her head up and watched me move in position. My first lick at her crotch told me the guy had cum in her pussy. She had tricked me into eating the other guy’s cum. Probably, it was a turn on for her.

I gently licked, then sucked on her clit. She said, “lick my ass too.”

I did as requested as she laid still to enjoy.

I had done enough of that for her, now I wanted to bury my cock in her. She was practically naked because the straps of her dress were off her shoulders and down to her waist to expose her beautifully shaped breasts. Her breasts looked very perky. I kissed the nipples, then moved on up to kiss her mouth.

All at once I was wonder what my wife was doing. Was she still on the other couch with the second man. I looked over to see that she was going down on his cock while he was fingering her pussy.

As Diane and I were holding a long sexy kiss, she aimed my cock. I plunged all the way in her cum filled pussy. We broke the kiss and she groaned as I hit bottom.

She said, “Wow! You have a big one. I like it. Now fuck me good.”

I was willing to please her. She was so sexy the way her pussy clung on my cock as I pulled back for another plunge. I knew I couldn’t last long doing this and I wanted her to have an orgasm either before or when I did. I tried to get my mind off of the thrill I was having and decided to look toward my wife. My wife was still sucking the guy’s cock.

I thought I could feel Diane approaching a climax with her body straining and she began to loudly moan. I couldn’t hold back anymore and exploded in her pussy. We both were in the throes of sexual bliss.

When our bodies calmed down and our breathing came back to normal, she said, “I better get up to see if anyone needs anything. I’m still the hostess, you know.”

She used some of the handy tissues to clean up a little, then got up to let the long dress fall down over her legs again. I was sorry to see so much beauty being covered up.

I looked over to see my wife had finished sucking the guy off. As he got up to leave, I went over to sit by her.

I asked, “Honey, are you having a good time.”

“Yes, I seem to be doing alright. I’ve had sex with two guys already. No one else seems to be rushing over here for more sex.”

I hugged her and lightly kissed her lips, then said, “As long as I’m sitting here, no one else is going to hit on you. I just wanted to see if you were having a good time. I’ll leave you alone to attract another guy if you want it that way.”

She nodded in the affirmative and I left to talk to a nearly naked blond girl who was sitting on the bed by herself.

I approached and said, “I danced with you earlier. Have you been having a good time?”

“Yes, I always have a good time here. I haven’t seen you before tonight, have I?”

“No, my wife are new to this game. We seem to like it. The music is still on, shall we dance?”

I took her in my arms when she got up. We slowly shuffled around to the slow dreamy music while she laid her head on my shoulder. I danced by the couch where my wife had finished sex with two guys. Now another guy was sitting and kissing her. I noticed her dress was still up around her waist while her top was bare. The guy was playing with her breasts. She was popular enough to still attract someone after they had been with other girls.

I mentioned to the girl in my arms, “That guy is now flirting with my wife.”

She quickly said, “That’s my husband with her.” We both laughed.

I danced the girl near another soft looking couch and sat down with her. She had worn a skirt and blouse to the party. The blouse had been discarded long ago, now I pulled up her skirt. Probably she had cum in her pussy, so I decided to fuck her. I had only cum once tonight even though I had been with two girls.

My erection was ready, so I laid her back, propped one of her legs up on the side of the couch and pushed the other leg up toward her head. I rammed my cock in her pussy, then quickly realized I was getting sloppy seconds. Probably all the guys by now were getting sloppy seconds, or thirds. I fucked her for awhile until we both had orgasms.

After I had finished fucking this blond, the guy with my wife had just finished fucking her. I noticed she was cleaning up with tissues while he was looking for his pants.

My blond girl and I went over to talk to our spouses. We introduced ourselves again. Their names were Alice and Archie.

I said, “I’ve noticed some of the guests are leaving. Do you live near here?”

“No, we live about an hour’s drive from here. I’m not sure if it is safe for me to drive, so we may get a motel.”

My wife spoke up, “We live just a short distance. Our kids are at their grandparent’s house tonight, why don’t you come home with us?”

Alice spoke, “That’s very thoughtful of you, I’m all for it instead of a motel room.”

We all dressed and said our goodbyes to the host and hostess. I told her I had a wonderful time at the party and that my private time with her was special. She invited us to come back to next month’s party.

My wife went with Archie in his car to give directions to our house while Alice rode with me. Shortly we were home.

My wife said, “I need a shower, I have streaks of dried cum on my legs and a few other places.”

Alice responded, “I need one too.”

I chimed in to say, “You’re not going to leave us guys out of the fun, we’ll take showers with you. We have two bathrooms.”

My wife took Archie into the master bedroom while Alice accompanied me to the hall bathroom. Alice and I stripped off together and stepped in the shower. We soaped, kissed and rubbed our soapy bodies together. Even though I had cum twice this night, I was getting another erection while in the shower with this sexy girl I had just met for the first time.

After drying off, we walked naked in the master bedroom looking for some night clothes. I looked in the open bathroom door to see Archie and my wife rubbing towels on each other. Archie’s cock was slightly stiff.

I thought my wife would give Alice a nighty, but Alice said she didn’t mind sleeping in the nude. We all decided to discard all night clothing.

My wife mentioned we should have a night cap sitting up in bed. I made the drinks and served them in the bedroom. The girls were in the middle with the guys at the side next to our own wives We sat up without pulling the sheet up on our nakedness and talked about what had happened this night. The girls related their sexual experience and we two guys made comments about the sex we had.

We all were tired and decided to get some sleep. It felt good to hug and go to sleep with my own wife, the girl I really loved.

I woke up with the sun shining in the window. My mind quickly adjusted to the fact that all four of us were naked in the same bed. My brain sent signals down to awaken my cock to the situation. I began to get an erection, but first I had to urinate. The others were waking up, too, and we all went to use the two bathrooms.

Once I was back in the bedroom, Alice and I got back in bed. My wife and Archie went to the kitchen to put the coffee pot on. By the time they returned to the bedroom, Alice was in my arms with my hands roaming her body and I had a very hard erection.

Archie said, “That’s a good idea, Glenda, let’s get in bed, too. I felt refreshed and ready for action..”

I rolled Alice up to sit on my cock. Once she had settled completely down on it, I looked over to see my wife with her legs spread and Archie was getting on top of her.

I was in no hurry to cum because I wanted to enjoy the thrills Alice was giving me. She would raise up, then sit back down and pulsate on my cock.

I softly said, “You really know what I like. I could do this all morning.”

She smiled at me, then leaned down for a kiss, then raised back up to continue fucking me.

I often glanced at Archie’s hips moving up and down to drive his cock in my wife’s pussy. Alice started faster movements and started having an orgasm. I wasn’t near one as yet as her body sexually spasmed and I could feel her pussy pulsating on my cock. She slumped forward to rest on my body.

Once she had recovered, she sat up to gyrate on my cock to make me cum. I looked over to see Archie wildly driving his cock in my wife as both were groaning. My own orgasm came on strong and shot spurt after spurt in Alice. She kept gyrating on me as long as I was groaning and moaning along with the groans I heard from Archie and my wife.

My wife finally said, “Archie, let me up and I’ll make some breakfast.”

Both girls headed for the bathroom to clean up. My wife gave Alice a robe to wear while she retrieved another one for herself before they both went to the kitchen.

I said to Archie, “Guess we should get out of bed, too. But first, I want to tell you how much I’ve enjoyed sex with your wife. She not only looks pretty and sex, but fantastic in bed.”

He responded, “I too thinks she is great. We’ve swapped with several other couples and all the guys are very excited to have sex with her. Your wife is very sexy, too. Hopefully, we can meet with you again.”

The girls had prepared a full breakfast with coffee. After breakfast we sat in the living room to sip more coffee.

I said to our guests, “We have a swinging relationship with my brother and his wife. They are coming to our home next Saturday evening and we would like for you to join us.”

Archie and Alice looked at each other for a response, then Archie said, “We’d be happy to meet them and join you next Saturday. Thank you for the invitation.”

Kisses were in order as we bade them good bye when they left. I turned to my wife, took her in my arms to kiss her. We looked longingly into each others eyes with that loving look. We dearly loved each other.

I said, “I’m looking forward to the party we’re having next Saturday night.”

She responded, “I am too. Last night and this morning was fun. It’s nice to make new friends.”

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Now, it is our first party and I am not sure what to expect. The rules are to dress sexy; Michael suggested that red underwear would go well against my brown skin. I let him purchase a lacy g-string and a matching bra. Looking in the mirror, the underwear does look good, he is better at those things that I am. Although I am 40, I have been dieting and working out, and it is really showing. Michel says I look great, he loves my arse and grabs it every chance he can get. I am going to wear the tight black dress I bought for last years Christmas party with some black high heels. Not too high though. Underneath the g-string I am freshly shaved and ready for the night.

Michael is wearing new underwear, but just a new jockey style. He thinks it is tacky for men to wear g-strings and other strange attire. Over that goes his normal clothes. Like me, he is shaved in all of the intimate places.

Our hotel is only a short walk to the club. Michael deposits our belongings in the safe at reception before we head off.

At the club, which looks like it used to be a factory or warehouse, we are greeted by a lady in her 30′s. We tell her who we are and Michael pays her the $50. She invites us in and shows us around.

Downstairs is what she describes as the ‘meeting’ area. This is an open space with couches and a bar. Also downstairs is the ‘group sex’ room. This is a large room, mirrors right along one wall and windows overlooking the yard. The room is entirely covered with a plastic covered mattress. Moving outside, the yard has a large wooden spa and deck, as well as some tables and chairs.

Upstairs are what she calls the ‘private’ rooms. There are several rooms; each one has a smaller version of the mattress downstairs. She gives us a key on a chain and takes us to the locker room. Here we can leave our clothes. In each locker are two towels and some condoms. We shan’t need those as I have insisted that Michael and I are only operating as a couple. We undress down to our underwear and Michael hangs the locker key around his neck.

Downstairs, Michael asks me if I want a drink.

“A glass of wine please.”

“Are you sure, you don’t normally drink?”

“Yes, quite sure.”

“Make sure you don’t drink too much. It will affect you more if you are not used to it.”

Michael returns with a glass of white wine and some bottled water for himself.

“Be careful, sip it to make it last, It tastes sweet but is still quite powerful.” On the couch in the meeting room are another couple. They are fully clothed and holding hands, looking as nervous as I feel. At least Michael has enough front for both of us.

It is already 9 o’clock, and the party is starting to move. We go outside to check the spa. It has several men and women in it. One man is on his knees on the ledge inside the spa; his face buried between the legs of a middle-aged woman. The women is sitting on the decking around the spa, her legs either side of his head and holding a glass of wine like mine; looking quite unconcerned. The other men and women in the spa are hugging and kissing, and probably playing with each other below the frothing water. A movement catches my eye. There is a woman on her back on one of the garden tables. A man is standing and thrusting into her with slow strokes. The only connection between the two seems to be his penis. I feel like I am spying so I look away quickly. Something draws me back, and I grip Michael’s hand and point them out to him. Nothing much else is happening out here, and it seems rather lonely in the semi-darkness.

We adjourn inside the club. The couple are still on the couch, still holding hands. There is more happening in the group sex room. A man is on his back, and a slim lady in her 30′s is on top. Only she is facing backwards, facing towards his feet. Michael says that is called a ‘reverse cowgirl’. She has very pale skin, whiter than I have ever seen before. She has red hair and I notice that she has left some hair around her pussy. It is red too. Michael was right, he said he had been with natural blondes who were like that. She alters her position, leaning back more. She seems to be enjoying it.

A middle-aged woman, a little plump, is on top of a man, he is fucking her from below. A second man is fingering her arse. The second man then moves forward, and presses his penis into her arsehole. The woman stops moving and allows herself to be penetrated by two men at once. She grimaces a little as he eases his way into her. Slowly, both men resume thrusting, the man on top slowly at first. It looks like their penises are touching they are so close together. The woman shows no discomfort having two men inside her. That must be an amazing experience. A third man gets on his knees near her face. She reaches up and takes him in her mouth. I watch now as she satisfies three men. I can feel myself getting wet, and my red underwear now has a dark patch as it soaks up my juices. I feel Michael’s manhood, it is larger but still not erect. We will have to do something about that soon.

The man on the bottom doesn’t last so long, he starts pumping faster and faster and then slows when he cums. He waits a second and pulls out before his condom slips off. The man on top is also starting to move faster. He too doesn’t last so long. I know how tight it must be for him. He pumps faster a couple of times before slowing when he cums as well. He grabs his condom as he pulls out. The third man is getting all of the woman’s attention now. She sucks him as well as rubbing his shaft with one hand. He grunts and cums, but we don’t see anything as he is also protected by latex.

There is another couple to one side. He is standing and she is on her knees, his manhood in her mouth. I watch as she runs her lips up and down his shaft while stroking him at the same time. After a while, he starts moving his hips, fucking her mouth while she bobs back and forward in time. He runs his hands through her hair as she continues to lick and suck on him. His thrusting becomes more frantic and I can feel him almost ready to cum. With a final gasp, he comes inside her mouth. She keeps on sucking on him, swallowing his semen although I can see a little dripping to one side. With some of the semen running down her face, she smiles like she enjoyed it as much as he did.

I have finished my drink and Michael asks me if I want another.

“No thanks.”

Maybe he was right and it is affecting me. All I want to do now is get rid of my underwear. I unhook my bra and slip down my g-string. I then gently ease Michael’s underwear down. He takes the hint and steps out of them. His manhood is definitely swollen but not yet ready. I quickly place our small pile of clothing in the corner before returning to him. He grabs me and kisses me while stroking his favourite part, my bottom. He asks me if I want to go upstairs to the private rooms. I say no, lets do it here.

I stroke his shaft, and feel it quickly grow with my caresses. His penis is not much longer than most of the others, but it is so much thicker. He asks me how I would like it.

“Reverse cowgirl”

“Okay”

He lies down, and I kneel astride him, guiding him in. This does feel different. I lean forward and hold his legs and then start to stroke slowly. I look around and I notice we have attracted an audience. There are a couple of men and women up close and watching us. This isn’t what I expected, so many people watching.

One of the men reaches across and fondles my breasts. Like a lot of men, he is too hard, squeezing my breasts and hurting my nipples. I brush him away.

I change a little and lean back. Michael’s rod is now touching that sweet spot inside on each stroke. Now I know why that red-haired girl was enjoying this so much. It really is good.

In the crowd is a girl with long blonde hair. She moves up close and reaches forward between my legs. She gazes up at me and smiles. I nod. She starts to rub my clit ever so gently. Now, this is heaven, I can feel Michael’s swollen manhood brushing my sweet spot while this girl strokes and caresses my clit. I close my eyes and try to forget about our audience, I just want to cum. But I can’t! No matter how good it feels, I am not getting close. Any my legs are getting tired too.

I ease myself off Michael, I hear him fall out with a ‘plop’. I ask him to get on top. I need to feel him deep inside me. I spread my legs and pull my knees back in anticipation. As he moves towards my hungry opening, I guide him in. He slides right in with his full depth. He pulls almost right out and does it again. At the same time, I can feel the girl up close to us; she is caressing my face while Michael thrusts so deeply. I can feel the sweat on his chest, I see the dampness in his hair. I think he is finding it as hard to cum as I am. He slows down again, drawing right out of me until I can feel him just caressing my lips before thrusting down with his full length. Then again, and again and again. I can feel the tension in his muscles as he seems to be willing himself onward. At last, one last deep thrust and a deep gasp as he cums inside me. He continues to pump three or four more times until he is spent. I love that feeling when I am full of his liquid, when I can feel both his juice and his member still inside me.

He kisses me tenderly as the girl rubs her hand through his damp hair. He lies there for a bit before pulling out. The girl finds a facecloth from somewhere and wipes the juices away from my pussy and where they have drained onto the mattress.

Then she does something unexpected. She bends over and kisses me, I feel her tongue between my lips, I open my mouth in anticipation. Our tongues touch, hers deep inside me. At the same time she reaches down to my swollen and wet pussy and starts to stroke me again. Quietly, she asks, “I want to taste you.” I nod.

She leans across my, running her tongue around my nipples, licking her way down to my womanhood. I feel her hair tickling against my skin as she explores my body. She finally gets down to my clit and teases it with her tongue.

I have never tasted a female before, but I look across at her cute bottom so close to my head. I reach across and gently motion her legs towards me. She gets the hint and moves to straddles my face. I look up at her so close to my face, her labia surrounded by trimmed blonde hair. I brace myself by holding her hips and raise my mouth to kiss her there. Her lips are engorged and wet but the taste and smell is sweet. Sweeter than I imagined. I imitate her motion on me, rubbing my tongue up and down her lips and then moving to her clit, large and protruding with the excitement. I then lick her lips again just to taste her juices. I can see why men just beg to go down on us,

The girl moves, and whispers to me that it is best if she concentrates on me first. She resumes by kneeling between my legs, I feel her slip her tongue inside me. Never before had a finger or a cock felt so good. Her tongue was everywhere, trying to devour my insides. Then she pulls it out and moves up. Her tongue makes contact with my clit, I just so want to cum, I am willing her to make it happen. She opens her entire mouth and devours me. Her entire mouth and lips are working on my clit. I feel the sensations build as she holds my hips to brace herself against my movements. I cry out when I cum, it’s just so wonderful as the feelings flood through me. She continues to lick and suck, it’s incredible. I feel the feelings building. I raise my hips, trying to force her face harder onto me. Again those feelings flood through me. But she doesn’t take her face away. I want her to stop and I want her to keep going. Once more I feel it build up, again I cry out. Again I cum.

It’s too much, I need to stop, I need to recover. I grab her head and ease it away from me. She looks at me and smiles.

“Now its my turn”

She lies down beside me and I take the hint. I kneel between her legs and bury my face in her cute, blonde – framed womanhood. All I want to do is devour this pretty young girl who has taken me places I never believed possible. I start to lick her lips, lick her clit. I let my feelings take over. Then I think, slow down, take it easy. I take her whole clit in my mouth and suck and lick it. She moves her hips, I hold onto her to keep contact. Still I continue to devour her. I feel her pressing her hips hard against my face. She reaches forward and holds my head. She cries out as she cums.

Just as she had done to me, I keep it up; again she presses her hips up hard against me, her pussy dripping; her juices running down my chin. Again she cries out. Again I had make her cum. Still I want to keep going.

“Oh yes, just like that”

She wants to cum. I keep stroking her clit. Again she cries out and I have to hold on as she cums again.

Then she sits up. I move along her body, kissing her tummy, her belly button, her breasts. I want to devour this wonderful girl who has brought be so much pleasure. She reaches forward and kisses me on the lips, my lips that are still wet with her juices. Then she pulls out from under me and disappears out of view.

I notice that the crowd around us is now a little smaller. Michael is kneeling nearby, his member starting to grow again.

“Are you alright?” I ask. “You look a little left out.”

“No, not at all darling, you two are the most beautiful people in the room, and that was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen”

He leans across and kisses me. I run my hands up his shaft and feel it start to grow again. I want to eat him too.

“Stand up Michael”

He did as he was told. I kneel before him and take him in my mouth. I can feel it grow. I remembered what the lady was doing when we saw her earlier in the evening and copied her. As well as running my lips up and down his shaft, I also use my hands on him. I feel him growing. There are still one or two watching us, but I couldn’t care less. This has been a special night for me, and one which would not have happened had he not pushed me a little. I want to taste his cum for the first time.

I feel some cum on the end of his shaft already, it tastes a little salty and not unpleasant. Hey, I think I learnt tonight that our bodies juices are something to relish, not something to be ashamed of. I continue to suck and to stroke. I hope he doesn’t take to long to cum, my neck and lips are starting to ache.

He can’t run his hands through my African hair, but he holds my head and strokes my cheek. I continue to suck, I want to feel him fill me up and I want to taste his masculine juices. I feel his muscles tighten, he grunts and he spurts into my mouth, again and again. It runs over my tongue and down my throat. Hey, it feels good. Every woman should do this. I want every last drop, so I run my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, licking away all of that lovely man – juice.

“Darling,” he says, “I think it is time for us to go.”

I grab our underwear and we make our way to the locker room. On the way, coming down the stairs, we see the couple who were sitting on the couch. Coming down the stairs from the ‘private rooms’. They are still holding hands only she is wearing nothing but roll top stockings and a smile and he just has the smile. His hair is untidy, hers is dishevelled. I think they had a fun time too.

In the locker room are large showers, big enough for the two of us. We shower together, Michael washes away the juices from between my legs, and then I wash him. We get dressed and head back to the hotel. It is not late, but a lot has happened in the last three hours or so.

EPILOGUE

I slept oh so soundly and I think Michael did too.

I awake with the unusual noises of the city. I feel a little confused. I notice that Michael is stirring.

“Michael”

“Yes darling”

“I am not sure where we go from here”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, last night was more wonderful than I imagined, but how do we repeat that?”

“Last night was special, and we will do it again sometime. But there is still you and me together. And anytime we want to we can make love together.”

He leans over and kisses me. I kiss him back. He runs his hands around to my bottom and fondles it. I get the hint and remove my nightie. He continues to kiss me, drawing my lips between his. At the same time he gently caresses my breasts, circling but not touching the nipples.

He holds me in his arms and hugs me close to him. I wrap my leg over his, and he reaches down and fondles my leg and thigh. He knows me, he knows which parts of me to rub hard and which parts to be gentle with.

He continues on my lower half. I spread my legs to give him access. He rubs my thighs, straying to my pussy lips before moving to the other thigh. He spends a little more time at my pussy, getting me hotter all of the time. All the time, he kisses my mouth, kisses the nape of my neck, kisses my nipples.

I reach down for his manhood, but it is hard and erect. I don’t need to stroke it, I just hold it. I wrap my fingers around it and feel the size and feel the hardness.

He then moves to my clit. He places his fingers each side of and starts to rub. Not too hard, not too soft, not too fast, not too slow. I feel the pleasure building. Every now and again, he rubs a little harder. My pleasure builds more and he must sense it. He gradually increases the pressure but not the speed. The familiar sensations build up and with a gasp I cum. He immediately stops, knowing I must be sensitive. That was just so good.

He starts on my pussy lips, preparing me for him. He slips one, then two fingers inside for a little while. Not too long, there is something much bigger to follow.

Silently, he rolls me on my back and lifts my right leg. I pull it out of the way and he slides underneath, his leg then over my left leg and his hips right where they should be. He takes his shaft and edges it forward. I take it from him and press it to me. He slowly enters me. I feel myself expand around his size.

He can’t kiss me, he is lower on the bed. He strokes my cheek and kisses by breasts. He holds my face, leaves my pussy alone. All the time, he thrusts gently. I reach down and feel myself. I feel his shaft inside me just below my fingers. I rub myself, not to make myself cum, just to feel good. All of the time he kisses my nipples and caresses my face.

I feel him quicken, he thrusts faster and then he thrusts very, very deep into me. He grunts as he cums. I feel him fill me, his juices and his shaft now inside me. He continues to lie inside me as I rest my leg on his hip. The juices are running out of me and down my legs.

“What about the sheet?” I ask

“It’s a present for the maid” he replies. “The stain is her souvenir that we love each other and we made love this morning in this bed.”

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I was in more of a hurry this morning than usual. The station manager had asked me to meet with him for a one-on-one at 8:00. I had about twenty minutes to make it. It was unusual for just the two of us to meet. Jacob, Jake as he prefers to be called, is my investigative partner. I nicknamed him “the hunter” since his favorite pastime is hitting on all the young girls at the station. His second favorite pastime was trying to look down the front of my blouse. I’m thirty-four years old, Jake’s twelve years my junior. We have a good working relationship. He puts up with my smart remarks, I put up with his sexual innuendos. Jake and I have been working together for about a year. He’s not only my co-investigator; he’s also the videographer. He excels at both. The two of us have put together numerous investigative reports and won several awards for our work.

I finally made it to the broadcast station with just a few minutes to make it to the fourth floor. I ran across the parking lot towards the elevators just inside the lobby. I made it to the station manager’s office right at 8:00. I was out of breath as I approached his secretary. Tyler was coming out of his office. He wasn’t smiling like he usually did. The expression on his face had me worried.

“Sherry, come on in.” He said, motioning me towards his office. “We need to talk.”

I entered his office and sat in a chair across from his desk. I set my attaché case and purse next to my chair. Tyler, our station manager, sank slowly in his desk chair. He looked at me like he wanted to say something but he remained quiet. He swiveled his chair from side to side. The quieter he remained, the more nervous I got.

“I need your help but I’m so damn hesitant to ask.” He said almost like an apology.

He looked down at his desk. He was nervous and really upset about something. His face was pale. I thought he was going to get sick.

“I……….I have a very close friend who’s gotten himself in a hell of a mess.” Tyler finally managed to say. “I have to help him. I don’t have any other choice.”

“Tyler, I’d be more than happy to help anyway I can.” I stated.

He looked at me with a slight smile. His color was coming back, that made me feel a little easier.

“Let’s get a cup of coffee first.” He suggested. “I think we can both use some coffee right now.”

I nodded my head in agreement and we walked over to his coffee bar.

“I’m going to ask you to do something personal, very personal for me. I don’t want you to make a “yes” decision until after you’ve thought it over.” He uttered.

It was beginning to sound like the next investigation was going to be something out of the ordinary, maybe even dangerous. I wasn’t sure. He wasn’t giving me any details. We walked back to our chairs and sat down. Tyler began filling me in after pausing a minute.

He had an old friend from his college days who had experienced a break-in and robbery at one of his places of business in the Dallas, Texas area. A large amount of cash was stolen but most importantly, confidential records were taken. Because of the nature of the business, he couldn’t report the break-in to the sheriff’s department. It would ruin him and his family if anyone found out about his business venture. It would ruin a lot of people’s reputation if the records were ever made public. Some of the records named very influential people in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. Tyler kept feeding me information but he wouldn’t detail the nature of his friend’s business venture. I wanted to ask but I waited, thinking he’d get down to specifics.

Tyler was asking me and Jake to go to Dallas and work with his friend to find out who did the break-in and recover the confidential records before they became public knowledge. He looked at me to get my reaction.

“I’m willing to help if I can but…………you haven’t told me the nature of your friend’s business.” I said.

“Have you ever heard of the terms, alternate lifestyle, open marriage or swinging?” Tyler asked.

I nodded my head. “Yes, I’m familiar with those terms. Why, is that what your friend’s involved in?” I asked.

Tyler confided in me that his friend, Max and his wife were into the swinging scene. They had a very successful private club catering to the swingers in the central Texas area. There were over eighty couples in their membership. The stolen records detailed everything about the business and its operations.

I guess Tyler was looking for a big surprised look on my face when he divulged this information to me. I wasn’t surprised. I’d recently heard rumors that swinging was becoming quite popular all across the country. I had a feeling, Tyler wasn’t telling me everything. He was withholding something. I accepted what he’d told me and left it at that.

“I don’t have to think about saying yes or no.” I told him. “I’ll say yes but I’m not quite sure how I’m going to go about the investigation. It’s going to take quite a bit of brain-storming.”

Tyler’s expression changed from dismay to a smile. He took my hand in his, holding it in his strong grasp. I felt better knowing I’d made him feel better. I was still at a loss for ideas to make the investigation successful.

“I’ll need you to discuss this matter with Jake. Do you think he’d be willing to help you?” Tyler asked.

“I’ll have to be careful how I approach him on it but I think he’d be willing.” I replied. “If he says yes, I want the three of us to sit down and discuss this in more detail.”

Tyler reluctantly agreed. I think he wanted to keep his involvement just between the two of us. I didn’t want to keep Jake in the dark anymore than I had to. I trusted him more than anyone else; Jake would have to trust him too.

Tyler and I finished our coffee and I headed back to my third floor office. I took the stairs instead of the elevator, walking wouldn’t hurt me any. I ran into Jake by the breakroom. He had some poor, innocent girl trapped in conversation. I stood in the doorway till he saw me. He finally glanced my way and broke off his chat with the young girl. I walked towards my office, Jake was right behind me. I unlocked the office door and waited till Jake entered. Normally I keep my door wide open but today I closed it. Jake noticed it.

“Hmmmm……..feel like some privacy, huh!” He quipped.

I gave him a piercing look. Not that it did any good. I walked over and sat behind my desk. Jake flopped down in one of the casual chairs across from me. He looked at me smiling, his usual facial expression. I didn’t return his smile.

“Hey, you alright?” He asked seriously, sitting up straight in the chair.

“I’m alright.” I replied. “I need to discuss something with you, just between you and me. OK?”

Jake nodded. I didn’t divulge Tyler’s name but I went through in detail what I’d been asked to do. Correction, what we’d been asked to do. He was a little taken by the assignment. He listened intently, not saying a word. It not only sounded intriguing but it could be dangerous, perhaps very dangerous. I filled him in on everything I’d been told, except for mentioning any names. When I finished, I sat back in my chair waiting for his reply

“Let’s do it!” He boldly stated. “It’s the best assignment we’ve ever been given. We can’t turn it down”

I waited to see if he’d ask questions after he’d thought about it. He just sat there excited and smiling. I reiterated the fact that we’d have to work in complete confidentiality. No one else could ever know. He said he understood. He’d keep his mouth shut. I made a phone call to Tyler on his private line, it bypasses his secretary. I told him, Jake was in agreement. We’d need to set a meeting between the three of us. Tyler set the meeting up for later that afternoon.

Jake was leaning over my desk for a pen and pad, probably trying to look down my blouse at the same time. I caught him looking but I just smiled up at him, not letting it bother me.

“I may get to see more than just down the front of your blouse on this assignment.” He smarted off.

“Don’t count on it.” I said grinning. “Don’t get your hopes up.”

Jake came up with some suggestions on how we might go about the investigation. We both jotted down ideas as they came to mind, sharing out thoughts. We needed a lot more details but getting some ideas gathered together would help. We took a brief lunch, then returned to the office to put more ideas on paper.

It was almost time for the meeting so Jake and I walked up the stairs to Tyler’s office. I had to inform Jake that Tyler was a friend of this guy. I didn’t mention that I had a feeling Tyler might be more involved in this than he was letting on. Tyler met Jake and I at his office door. He told his secretary that he didn’t want to be interrupted for anything, not matter what. We sat at his conference table. Tyler pushed a large manila envelope towards me. I opened it and reviewed the documents. Tyler talked with Jake about the situation. He emphasized that he’d needed Jake’s utmost cooperation and discretion. Jake promised he wouldn’t disappoint either of us. I knew I could count on Jake. I wasn’t too concerned. The documents were from Max, Tyler’s friend. It basically listed what he was willing to do to help us recover the documents. Max was providing us with everything we’d need. An apartment to live in, plenty of cash, computers, cell phones, anything we wanted or desired. Money was no object!

Tyler gave Jake and I the rest of the day off so we could prepare for the trip to Dallas. The sooner we got there, the better. We were going to take the news station’s Suburban instead of flying down. It didn’t have any of the station’s markings on it so it would blend right in. Max would provide us with another car when we arrived in Dallas, in case we’d need extra transportation.

Jake and I left Tyler’s office and returned to mine. I grabbed everything and anything I thought we might need for the investigation. Jake helped me pack everything. I filled my attaché till I had trouble getting it closed. I had to remove a couple of items. I locked my desk and made sure my office door was locked when we left. I had an odd thought as Jake and I walked towards the elevator. “Would I ever be able to come back to the office again?” I shivered at the thought.

Jake and I rode the elevator down to the garage to get the Suburban. He was going to leave his car in the news station’s secured parking lot while we were gone. I was going to my car home and leave it in the garage. I had laundry to do, clothes to get packed. Lot of clothes, no telling how long we’d be gone. I figured Jake had a least a dozen girls to kiss good-bye, maybe a little more than just kiss.

I didn’t know whether to let my husband, Brad know I’d be gone on assignment or not. We’d pretty much gone out separate ways, we just lived in the same house. I had my job and my life. Brad had his job, his life and his booze. The latter being our biggest problem. I decided to just leave him a note letting him know I was going to be gone out of town indefinitely. I doubted he’d even bother to read it though.

Jake pulled in the driveway early the next morning, I wasn’t even showered yet. I heard him knock at the door so I let him in.

“Morning Gorgeous!” He exclaimed grinning.

I’ll admit, his remark did make me blush. I replied to his greeting and pointed towards the fresh coffee in the kitchen. I headed down the hallway to get showered.

“Call me if you need any help.” Jake shouted at me.

I showered, got dressed, fixed my hair and put on my make-up. Jake was in the kitchen watching our morning news show. He got a big smile when I entered the kitchen. Jake poured me a cup of coffee and handed it to me. He liked doing those little things for me. I appreciated it, thinking I probably should tell him that sometime. We drank our coffee and reviewed the route we’d be taking to Dallas. It was a nine hundred mile trip. We figured we could make it in about fifteen hours if we took turns driving.

We got on the road about 9:00am. Hopefully we’d be in Dallas by midnight. Jake had the radio so we could listen to our favorite morning talk show. Jake and I didn’t say much, just listened to the radio. I noticed he’d gotten the Suburban washed and cleaned inside. It was usually a mess from all the junk we carried around. We just had our luggage and laptops with us on this trip. I kept watching the mileage signs, figuring in my head about what time we’d hit St. Louis and then turn south towards Oklahoma City. Jake drove till we needed to stop for gas. I took over driving while Jake reclined his seat and dozed off. I was thankful the big SUV had cruise control.

Jake and I stopped for lunch in St. Louis, just fast food since we were in a hurry. Other than for gas the only stop we made was for dinner in Tulsa. I’d never seen Oklahoma so I got to see a lot of the scenery. I was anxious to see what Texas would look like. Of course it would be getting dark by the time we hit the state. We finally made it to Dallas just a little before midnight. Needless to say we were both tired. I spotted a motel right off the interstate that was open so we pulled in. Jake ran in to get us two rooms. I noticed the parking lot looked pretty full. I hoped they had some vacancies left.

“Hope you don’t snore!” Jake said getting back into the Suburban. “I could only get one room but it’s got two beds.

I rolled my tired eyes, thinking he’d probably just asked for one room, not two. I was too tired to care anyway. Jake drove down to the end of the motel and found a parking spot. I got my suitcase and overnight bag; Jake grabbed the luggage he needed. Our room was on the second floor so we had to climb some steps. Jake carried my suitcase for me to make it easier on me. He knew I was tired from the long trip. The room was nice, two big beds and a large bathroom. Jake was thirsty so he thought he’d run down to the vending machines and bring us back something to drink and some ice. I took the key with him so he could let himself back in. I wanted to grab a quick shower. A shower would help me to relax. I turned on the TV and played with the channels.

I got undressed and had just stepped into the shower when Jake came back to the motel room. I hurriedly closed the frosted glass door before he saw me. I hadn’t bothered to close the bathroom door since it would have only steamed up the whole bathroom. I heard Jake change the channel on the TV to a ballgame. I got showered and checked to make sure he wasn’t standing in the bathroom when I stepped out. He wasn’t. I grabbed a towel and dried off. I’d forgotten my robe, not thinking about it. There were two huge bath towels on the rack so I grabbed one of them and wrapped it around me tightly, holding it in place with one hand. I walked into the bedroom area. Jake was sitting on the edge of the bed. I walked right past him. He flipped the channel back to the program I had on. I fished through my luggage, finding a shorty sleeper. It wasn’t see-through so I wasn’t embarrassed to wear it in front of Jake. I walked past Jake heading for the bathroom. I slipped the towel off and put on the sleeper. I ran a brush through my hair and walked back out. Jake had fixed me an ice tea with some ice cubes in it.

“Love the outfit, liked the towel better!” He said, grinning.

“I feel safer in this outfit than just a towel.” I replied, smiling coyly.

We watched TV for awhile, finishing our soft drinks. I was ready for bed; my legs ached a little from sitting so long. I got a couple of aspirins from my purse and took them. I walked over to the bed and pulled the comforter and sheet back. I could feel Jake’s eyes looking at me. I didn’t really mind it. At least Jake paid attention to me. I slipped into bed and pulled the sheet up over me. Jake turned off the lights and adjusted the volume on the TV way down.

“Hope you don’t mind, I usually sleep with the television on.” He said.

“I don’t mind.” I replied.

Jake headed for the bathroom, turning the room lights off when he passed the wall switches. I heard him turn on the shower and step in. I couldn’t relax enough to fall asleep so I watched the movie, barely able to hear it. Jake came back into the bedroom. He was wearing black briefs. It was the first time I’d ever seen him undressed. He had a hell of a body. He was in fantastic shape. I tried not to stare but I wanted to get a good look. Jake pulled back the covers on his bed. I got a good look at his cute butt. I smiled inwardly.

“You still awake?” He asked.

“Hmmmmmmm…..for now I am. I’ll go to sleep shortly.” I replied.

Jake sat on the edge of the bed looking at me. He used the remote to turn the volume up on the TV just a little. He put the remote back on the nightstand between the beds and lit up a cigarette.

“When did you start smoking?” I asked surprised.

“I take spells off and on.” Jake answered. “This is one of my on spells.”

“You worried about this assignment?” I asked him.

Jake shook his head no. I reached over and took the cigarette from his fingers. I took a couple of puffs off it then handed it back to him. He finished the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.

“What’s the matter? You not sleepy either?” I asked.

“Not really. Just tired I guess.” Jake replied.

I sensed something was bothering him.

“You mind if I sleep in bed with you?” He finally inquired.

“If you’ll behave.” I whispered.

I rolled over, my back to him. Jake pulled the sheet back and stretched out beside me. He put his arm around me, pulling me in close to him. It felt great having someone holding me. I relaxed and we both drifted off to sleep.

I woke up sometime early in the morning. I slipped out from under Jake’s arm. He was sound asleep. I walked over to the window and looked out. It was light out. I checked my watch. It was a little after 7:00am. I went to the bathroom and washed the sleep out of my eyes. The room had a coffeemaker in it. There were little packets of coffee next to it. I made a small pot of coffee. I heard Jake waking up. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. The coffee finished brewing so I fixed us each a cup. Jake came out of the bathroom. He walked over and lit cigarette. I handed him a cup of coffee then went over and tried to find some local news on the TV. I found a local Dallas TV station and turned up the volume. We finished our coffee and I poured us each another cup. We sat on the edge of the bed next to each other, watching the rest of the news.

“We aren’t supposed to meet this Max guy till noon at the apartment. We’ve got some time to kill” I informed Jake. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t care.” He replied, smiling. “You hungry?”

I shook my head no. We sat, drinking our coffee. Jake let me take a couple puffs off his cigarette. I hoped I wasn’t picking up his bad habit.

“Well, I’m going to shower. Want to join me?” I kidded.

Jake got a big smile on his face. I’d turned the tables on him, getting in the sexual innuendo before him. He didn’t answer my question. I didn’t figure he would. I headed for the bathroom and turned on the shower. I slipped off my shorty sleeper and tossed it on the long vanity countertop. The water was refreshing, totally waking me up. I slowly soaped up a washcloth. The shower door suddenly opened and Jake stepped in. He was naked, no briefs, no nothing. Just a grin. I started to turn away from him but I didn’t. Jake took the soapy washcloth from my hand. He started bathing me. I stood fairly still as he washed me all over. Jake put one hand on my shoulder so he could steady me more when he started washing my breasts. I let him touch me all over. We never spoke a word to each other.

“Turn around.” He ordered.

I turned putting my back toward him. I bit my lip as his hands soaped my shoulders and back. His strong hand traveled down over my butt. Jake’s hands slowed as he knelt to wash my legs and feet. He face was just inches from me. I bit my lip a little harder. I could feel myself trembling a little. Jake’s hands moved up the back of my legs stopping at my butt. He slipped the washcloth between my legs, spreading them. He moved his hand slowly over my pussy. I had to grab the safety bar to keep my balance. Jake manipulated his hand over my pussy working me up. I closed my eyes tight, my knees almost buckling. He rubbed harder till I had a long, slow orgasm. I gritted my teeth, trying to muffle my moans but it was useless.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh…………Ohhhhhhhh.” I muttered. “Hmmmmmmm………”

Jake withdrew his hand from between my legs. I felt the warm water rinsing me off. I was able to slowly open my eyes. My hands still had a firm grasp on the safety bar.

“OK, now you can do me.” Jake stated.

I turned around. Jake handed me a fresh washcloth and the bar of soap. I couldn’t look him in the face, I was too embarrassed. I soaped up the washcloth and started washing his chest. I kept my eyes focused below his face. I washed Jake’s stomach, knowing I was going to have to wash him lower. I looked down, Jake had a huge hard-on. He was big. I knew my face was flushed, I could feel a warm wave overcome my body. I put the washcloth over his hard cock and worked it gently. I didn’t rub it too long, just a minute or so. I washed his cock all over, reaching down to wash his balls. I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful cock.

“Turn around.” I commanded.

Jake turned his back towards me. I felt a little easier, not staring at him. I soaped up the washcloth more and slowly washed his back. He was very muscular, his shoulders broad. I moved the washcloth slowly over him, taking my time. I washed his bare butt. God, it was cute! I bent down and washed the back of his legs and feet. I stood back up, staring at the back of his head.

“OK, done.” I muttered.

We both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a big bath towel and headed for the bedroom, leaving Jake alone in the bathroom. The thick bath towel dried me quickly. I tossed the wet towel on the bed and went over to my luggage. I pulled out some fresh underwear. I had just slipped my panties when Jake came out of the bathroom. I turned away from Jake and put my bra on. Jake walked over behind me. He sat down on the bed.

“Sherry…………you OK?” He asked.

“Yes………..I’m fine.” I answered.

I wasn’t fine, I wasn’t even just OK. I didn’t know what I was. Maybe just confused. I kept my back to Jake, as I got dressed. I put on a dress blouse and slacks. Jake headed back to the bathroom to shave and finish getting ready. I got my brush and comb from my purse and laid them on the bed. I got my make-up kit out and set it next to them. I walked over to the coffee counter and poured the last of the coffee into a new cup. I walked over to the bathroom door and watched Jake shaving. He had a towel wrapped around him. I offered him a sip of coffee; he damn near drank it all! It was my way of letting him know I wasn’t mad at him for the trick he’d pulled on me. After all, I’d gotten some relief I’d long needed. I figured I owed Jake some payback.

It was about 11:00 when we left the motel and headed for the apartment complex in Irving. We found our way onto North MacArthur Boulevard and slowed to find the address. There were quite a few apartment complexes on the busy street. We found the complex and pulled in looking for the apartment address we’d been given. I spotted the number and Jake pulled the Suburban into a parking space right in front. There was a car next to us. I hoped it was Max’s. We rang the doorbell; I could hear it ring inside the apartment. A well-dressed middle-aged man answered the door.

“Sherry, Jake.” He greeted us, smiling. “Come in!”

Max introduced himself as we shook hands. He recognized me from the picture Tyler had emailed him. He was very friendly and personable. I could tell he was tense from his speech. He kept looking at his watch. Maybe it was just a nervous habit he had, I wasn’t sure. Max showed us the apartment. It was beautiful. It was completely furnished. Max informed us that he kept the apartment rented all the time for out of town friends and business associates. It was completely furnished. There was some firewood stacked by the fireplace if we wanted. Max showed us the upstairs. The master bedroom was all open and overlooked the living room below. The second bedroom had two computers along one wall along with a complete bedroom suit. The kitchen was just off the dining room. It had every appliance imaginable including two microwaves. Everything we needed was there, except for food of course.

I wanted to sit down and talk with Max but he mentioned he had a business appointment at the bank and he needed to get going. We made arrangements for him to return later that evening around 7:00 so we could discuss the situation. Max said he’d bring his wife along in case we would want to ask her questions. He tossed us the keys to the apartment as he headed for the door. Jack and I stood in the kitchen, looking amazed at the spaciousness of the apartment.

“Well, let’s get our stuff and get unpacked.” Jake suggested.

Jake and I carried all our luggage and equipment into the apartment. We didn’t leave anything in the SUV. We unpacked our luggage and hung our clothes in the empty closets. Jake hung his clothes in the same closet as mine. With the unpacking done, we decided to head for the grocery store. I’d done some research over the Internet and made a list of the grocery and convenience stores in this neighborhood. I’d also noted most of the pizza places. Pizza’s one of my weaknesses.

Jake and I strolled through the grocery store picking up essentials and food items. I pushed the cart while Jake picked out some snack items. I could tell he was big on snacks from what he was picking out. We went past the meat counter and picked up some steaks, pork chops and chicken. I think Jake was a little surprised thinking I’d be cooking for us. I picked up quite a few fresh vegetables to go with the dinners. We bought a big can of coffee and some Styrofoam cups. The cart was overrunning by the time we got into the checkout lane. We loaded the groceries into the Suburban and headed back to the apartment. Jake wanted to stop at a convenience store on the way back. He found one on the boulevard and pulled in. Jake came out with two cartons of cigarettes and a 12pack of beer. He had a Dallas morning paper tucked under his arm. I jumped out and opened the rear doors for him.

We finally made it back to the apartment and got everything put away. I called a pizza place and placed an order to be delivered. We hadn’t eaten all day. Jake opened a beer for himself and a soft drink for me. We walked out onto the patio, which overlooked a small lake. It was a beautiful setting, very peaceful and serene. I looked through part of the paper while Jake read the sports section. In a short while the doorbell rang, it was the pizza delivery. Jake and I were starved. We almost ate the entire pizza, there were just a few pieces left. We cleaned up the kitchen and headed upstairs to the second bedroom and booted up both the computers. They were on cable modems so we had immediate access. I dropped Tyler a quick email to let him know we’d made contact with his friend and we going to meet with him and his wife later that evening. I made sure not to mention anything about the assignment in case someone other than Tyler might have a chance to read it.

Jake and I reviewed our lists of questions one more time. We were all set for tonight’s meeting with Max and his wife. We just had to wait till later in the evening. Jake and I were used to waiting. Waiting was part of any lengthy investigation. I was a little sleepy so I stretched out across the bed in the computer room. Jake said he was going for a walk around the apartment complex and has a look around. Probably looking for lonely housewives, I supposed smiling.

I woke up about 5:00. I checked the apartment, finding Jake eating the last couple of pieces of pizza. I asked him what he wanted for dinner. I guess my question caught him off-guard. He didn’t answer so I decided to fix pork chops. Jake’s not much for cooking so anything that wasn’t fast food was a real treat for him. We ate outside at the patio table enjoying the view of the lake. We cleaned up the kitchen after we finished eating. I didn’t want Max to think we were taking advantage of his hospitality.

Max and his wife, Elena arrived shortly after 7:30. They lived in South Lake, not all that far from where we were. Elena was a lot younger than Max. I guessed maybe late-twenties compared to Max in his mid-forties. They’d brought a bottle of French wine with them. Elena seemed a little more nervous than normal. Max opened the wine and poured everyone a glass. It was very tasty, not too sweet like some wines I’d tasted. I’m not a drinker at all but I sipped on the wine to be sociable.

We sat down in the livingroom and started discussing what had happened at Max and Elena’s private club. I asked Max to slow down and take his time so he could give me every detail. I put a cassette recorder on the coffee table so Jake and I could review the tape if we needed to. The recorder made Max a little nervous. Elena started fidgeting in her chair. Sometimes being voice recorded has that effect on people, it’s not strange. Max started at the beginning and went through the entire scenario about discovering the break-in. Jake and I didn’t interrupt, just sat and listened to every word. Elena didn’t say anything. She was keeping quiet, letting Max do all the talking. He kept saying he had to get the confidential records back or it would be the end for him. I wasn’t sure if he meant just financially or otherwise. Jake and I let him finish before we started asking questions.

Some questions Max had already answered in his review of the events that had happened. I had to ask whom he suspected. He didn’t have anybody really pinpointed, neither did Elena. We replaced the cassette in the recorder and continued our questioning. The couple answered all the questions but I got a strange feeling, they were both hiding something. Maybe they just couldn’t remember everything during the questioning. Sometimes a person’s mind goes blank during interrogation. Elena kept watching the recorder, almost like it was going to jump up and bite her. Jake asked several questions to give my voice a rest. He did get Elena to answer a couple of the questions. She finally broke her silence. She was not only beautiful; she was intelligent, very intelligent in fact.

I suggested that Max take Jake and me out to the private club so we could look around and take some pictures, maybe even some video footage. We had to see where the break-in took place, the scene of the crime. Max thought it was a good idea, saying he’d stop by tomorrow morning and take us out there. The club was located out in the country, northwest of Fort Worth, off Highway 199. We called it an evening around 10:00pm. I felt Max was about questioned out. He looked beat, probably from all the worrying. We walked them to the door of the apartment to say good night.

“Oh, I damned near forgot.” He stated. “I want to give you some cash to cover your expenses.”

Elena reached inside her handbag and pulled out an envelope, handing it to me. It had cash in it. I didn’t count it right then. Jake and I thanked Max and Elena and they left the apartment. Jake and I stood in the doorway till they got in their cars. We waved at them as they left.

I gave Jake one of those suspicious looks. He smiled. He was reading my mind. Max and Elena were at the top of our suspect’s list. Everyone Max had mentioned was a suspect but they were number one and number two. I handed Jake the envelope with the money in it. He took it out and counted it. There was five thousand dollars in the envelope. We’d need to keep track of what we spent so we could return the balance after we concluded our work. Jack handed me back the cash so I could keep it in my purse. My purse wouldn’t know how to act with that much cash in it.

“I think Elena knows a lot more than she let on.” Jake stated. “Maybe she needs a little deep interrogation.”

I knew what he was implying. She was beautiful and I’m sure Jake would jump at the chance to get her horizontal.

“Well, maybe you’ll get your chance.” I replied, like I didn’t really care. “After all, they are swingers!”

Jake turned on the big screen television and found a baseball game. I headed upstairs to get a shower. I hoped I’d be able to get through this shower alone. Jake stayed down in the livingroom watching the game. I put on a long black satin nightgown, slit up the side and went down to the livingroom. Jake wasn’t all that interested in the ballgame. He didn’t care for either of the teams. He surfed the channels till he found a movie. I sat across from him taking a cigarette from his pack.

“Those are bad for you, hope you know that.” He smarted.

“I’m a big girl. I know what I’m doing.” I retorted.

I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. I brought a cold beer back for Jake. I sat down in a chair across from him, watching the movie. The movie ended shortly after midnight. Jake went upstairs and showered. He didn’t ask me if I wanted to join him. I guess he knew what my answer would be. I turned off the television and checked the doors, making sure they were all locked and deadbolted. Jake was standing at the balcony railing that overlooked the bedroom. He was wearing briefs, nothing else. I guessed that’s what he was used to sleeping in.

“Hey! Which bedroom are you going to sleep in?” He shouted.

“I think I’ll sleep in the main bedroom.” I shouted back to him.

I loved the openness of the room with its balcony railing and overlook of the livingroom. I walked up the steps. Jake met me at the top, leaning against the balcony’s railing.

“You want to sleep alone………….or?” He asked quietly.

I didn’t answer him. I just walked past him, over to the queen-size bed and pulled the covers back. I didn’t want to sleep alone but I wasn’t about to ask Jake to sleep with me. I’d been sleeping in a separate bedroom from my husband for the past two years so I was used to sleeping alone. Jake walked up behind me putting his arms around me, his hands on my tummy. I put my hands over his. He started to pull his hands away but I held them against me.

Jake kissed me softly on the back of the neck. I leaned my head forward so he could move his lips over my neck. Jake kissed around to the back of my ears. I pressed back against him. I could feel his big cock hardening in his briefs. I closed my eyes, savoring his lips kissing me. I turned around facing him. Jake pressed his lips to mine kissing me passionately. I eagerly returned his kisses. We started grinding our lips on one another’s. I was panting for breath, so was Jake. We paused briefly to catch our breaths. Jake nudged my head back with his cheek and kissed the front of my neck. I was moaning deep and continuous. His lips returned to mine and we nibbled on each other’s lips. I loved kissing him. I needed to have him kissing me.

Jake’s right hand slipped down to the slit of my satin nightgown. He slid it underneath the thin, slick material squeezing my leg gently. I pressed my body tightly to his; feeling is hard cock poking my tummy. I had both my arms around his neck not wanting to let go. Jake’s hand worked underneath my nightgown and around to my butt. The nightgown had matching black satin panties; it was all that was keeping his hand from touching my bare skin. He squeezed my butt crushing me to him. Our kisses became more passionate, more lustful.

Jake’s hands started pulling my nightgown upwards over my hips and finally up over my head. He tossed it away, falling on the floor near the foot of the bed. I stood before him wearing just skimpy black satin panties. The string sides were not much more than a thread. He looked down at my breasts and then down at the panties. He put his hand inside my panties and gave them a quick jerk. The panties snapped at both sides. He looked at them in his hand momentarily before dropping them to the floor. I didn’t care that he’d ripped my panties off. I wanted free of them.

Jake and I sat down on the bed and then he scooted in towards the center. I stretched out on my back, Jake was leaning over me. We kissed, his tongue penetrating my lips. I felt his tongue enter my mouth swirling. I flicked my tongue to capture his against the roof of my mouth. He pushed his tongue down on mine, quickly darting in and out between my lips. I loved his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. Jake’s left hand cupped one of my breasts, working it, massaging it. I couldn’t see his hand but I could feel it working my breasts and stimulating the nipple. I was moaning softly but Jake’s mouth covering mine, muffled the sound. I felt my nipple hardening while his fingers teased it. I squirmed on the bed, almost writhing. Jake’s took the hardened nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. He held it with his teeth and worked his hard tongue over it.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh…………God………………Yesssssssssssss.” I moaned, my hand pressing the back of his head, forcing him into my breast.

Jake worked both of my breasts, massaging, kissing and fondling. I looked down at both my nipples standing erect. My breasts were pink from his manipulations. It had been such a long time since my body had felt this wonderful. Jake didn’t look up at me. He kept working his mouth down over my tummy, flicking his tongue at my belly-button, teasing it. I sucked in my tummy but he just tongued it deeper. My hips were rotating slowly on the bed.

Jake raised up on his right arm as he spread my legs with his left hand. I closed my eyes feeling his hand gently teasing the lips of my hot pussy. His fingers gently stroked along my slit till I was lifting up towards his hand. I saw him lick his middle finger through my barely opened eyes. Jake slipped the moistened finger to the slit of my pussy and then pushed it inside me slowly. I gasped when his finger made its penetration. Jake stroked his finger in and out of me. I pressed down on his hand between my legs, trying not to cry out. I felt his finger teasing my clit, my hips starting to buck. I lifted myself up off the bed just as I came; the orgasm was hard and fast. Jake pulled his finger out of my soaked pussy. He stretched out between my legs and kissed the slit of my pussy. I felt his tongue working up and down the juicy slit. He slipped his tongue inside me and I cried out in pleasure.

“AAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”

I grasped the sheets in my hands as Jake’s tongue kept sliding in and out of me. He was fucking me with his tongue. I felt his hands cupping my ass, lifting me. Jake teased my clit, flicking his tongue hard across it, teasing it till I had an incredible orgasm. My hands gripped the sheets so tight I felt my hands cramping. I screamed out in pure pleasure. Jake kept working his tongue till I collapsed and the orgasm slowly slipped away. I was breathing hard, my hands slowly releasing their grip on the sheets. Jake lay between my legs till I started breathing easier. I looked down at him. He was just watching me, expressionless. I looked up at the ceiling, my breathing slowly returning to normal.

Jake got up from the bed slowly. He looked down at me spread out in front of him. He slipped his briefs down and off. His huge cock pointing straight at me. I moistened my lips, wanting to say something but I didn’t want to break the spell we had on each other. Jake knelt between my legs. I stared up at him, he wasn’t smiling, no sign of expression. He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips.

“I’m not going to fuck you.” He whispered softly. “I’m going to keep making love to you.”

His statement started to bring tears to my eyes. I fought them back. Jake held his cock and I lifted my legs slightly. He pushed the mushroom shaped head to the lips of my pussy rubbing the head up and down, moistening his cock. He moved his hips slightly slipping the head inside my pussy. I closed eyes, feeling his cock opening me up. He slowly stroked his hard shaft into me going deeper and deeper. I wasn’t sure I could take it all but I wanted to. I felt his tight balls press against me. Jake had his cock all the way in. My pussy was sucking on the long, hard shaft. I put my legs around Jakes waist, locking my ankles. Jake fucked his cock in and out of me slowly. Long deep strokes and then shorter strokes. My hot pussy felt like it was on fire. I was begging him to fuck me.

“Fuck me………..oh God, just keep fucking me………….don’t ever stop!” I begged.

Jake didn’t need my begging. He was going to fuck me as long as he could. He was taking his time, making sure we both enjoyed it. I dug my heels into him, prodding him to fuck me harder and faster. He pumped his huge rod into me, pounding my pussy. I felt his pelvis slamming into me, making loud smacking sounds. I had an orgasm that slowly melted away then another orgasm that overtook my body. My hands gripped his muscular arms. My fingernails dug into them till I saw blood. Jakes hips were thrusting into me till I had another powerful orgasm. I cried out pressing my face against his chest. Jake’s body stiffened and I felt him shoot his hot cum into me. He shuddered and shot a second load up inside me. I dug my heels in his butt forcing him to stay inside me, his cock buried as deep as he could. Jake’s face looked like he was in extreme pain. His eyes were shut tight. I felt his body quiver and then he collapsed on top of me. I kept my legs wrapped around him.

Jake’s hard breathing in my ear had me worried that he was having difficulty catching his breath. I held him in my arms till he started breathing easier. I relaxed my legs releasing my grip on him. He pulled his still hard cock out of me. It was slick with juices and cum. Jake rolled over on his back, his chest heaving. I rubbed his chest gently hoping it might help relax him. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy onto the sheets. Jake looked over at me, a smile slowly appearing on his face.

“You look worried.” He barely muttered.

“You kind of scared me there for a minute.” I replied. “Thought maybe I’d killed you.”

He laughed at the thought. I kissed him softly. He returned the kiss putting his strong arms around me.

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She moves further down his body, taking his balls in her mouth, moving her hand to his cock. She begins to suck on his balls, humming softly. His moans grow louder, with each hum, and her hums grow louder as well. Her hand strokes his cock, gripping it tighter with each movement she makes. The strangers walking by the room can see all that is going on…the girl on her knees, the man holding her head moaning with pleasure, and the man watching, his cock now revealed to all stroking faster and faster. She moves back to his cock, making her mouth tight she moves down and swallows all of him. His cock deep inside her throat, throbbing as her tongue licks wildly on his shaft. His hands guiding her head as she bobs up and down, moving faster and faster. He can feel her spit drip down to his balls, she can feel too as she fondles them. She looks over at her date with her big brown eyes, watching him stroke himself wildly. His cock exposed, the head peeking out of his tight grip.

She stands up, turns around, and straddles the stranger between her legs, looking over her shoulder, biting her lower lip. She moves down slowly, spreading her pussy lips with the head of his cock, letting it hit her clit. He can feel her juices start to run down his cock. He grabs her hips and pulls her down onto him fast. His cock disappears inside of her. They can hear the squish of her juices as he penetrates her tight hot pussy. She moans loudly, drawing a bigger audience. But all she cares about is her date…he stands up, and walks in front of her, his cock standing tall and hard. She looks up at him, smiles through a moan and takes him in her mouth. Moaning from the pleasure that the stranger is giving her. She bounces wildly on his cock, feeling the base at her ass. Her large breasts fall out of her shirt, they bounce wilding in the air, as she is being fucked the stranger who’s lap she is on. Her dates cock in her mouth, she can feel both cocks begin to twitch, and she can taste the precum from her dates cock.

The stranger gripping her hips moves her faster, and pulling her down, feeling her tight pussy wrapped around his big cock. She tightens her muscles around his shaft, and he moans louder than before. Her hands reach around her date’s waist, pulling him closer to her. Her mouth and pussy dripping wet, both men moaning with pleasure. They can feel them selves grow closer, and closer to cumming. Her tung, licking the cock in her mouth wildly, as she tightens her pussy muscles for the stranger fucking her. She looks up at her date with her brown eyes shinning in the light, right as he shoots his load deep in her mouth, moments latter the stranger pulls her down squirting his hot cum in her pussy. She can feel his cum drip down her throat; she sucks it down like a straw, with a grin on her face. Her date pulls away slowly, holding his cock, trying hard to keep his balance. She gets up off of the lap of the stranger, her knees weak, she stumbles over to her date and kisses him softly. She looks back at the stranger and smiles as he tries to remember where he is, and regain a sense of stability. She grabs her date’s hand, and they walk through the small crowd of people to go back to the dance floor. She stops and says thank you to the stranger, and smiles slightly as they leave the room.

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On reading the couple’s advert they sounded just right, but it was the photo of her in her black lacy basque, black stockings and flowery satin briefs standing at the top of the stairs which really clinched it. She looked so hot I just had to write. I sent my letter and photo off describing one of my favourite fantasies as they had requested, not really expecting an answer back. So you can imagine my surprise when their reply landed. Opening the envelope I was still trying not to get my hopes up too high in case they turned out not to be interested.

But to my delight they were. Enclosed was a letter describing her fantasy of meeting a well built, muscular stranger and indulging in an afternoon of passionate, uninhibited, lustful sex. Her husband had given her the approval to do so and just wanted to know the intimate details from her when she returned, and if it worked out possibly to watch and even join in some time in the future. She had also enclosed an intimate photo of herself in another outfit of lingerie. Again she looked so sexy in that black satin lace up basque and stockings exposing herself to the camera I wanted her there and then. But I would have to wait.

We got in touch and arranged to meet at a hotel near her home town a couple of weeks later. So here I was now, sitting in the bar of the hotel waiting with bated breath for her to arrive. our room booked for the day ready for us upstairs. I was just starting on my second vodka when she arrived. Instantly recognisable from her photo she looked even better in the flesh. She had a great figure, complimented by her black knee length business suit, white blouse, and black stiletto’s. She must have recognised me from my photo too as she flashed a sexy smile and made straight towards me at my table. Over drinks it soon became apparent that we were both more than pleased with our choice as we laughed and touched each other over the table. Eventually I was so turned on I could hold back no longer and asked if she would like to join me upstairs. “I thought you’d never ask” she replied.

We left the bar and made our way upstairs in the lift. As soon as the doors of the lift closed we began kissing, unable to wait until we reached our room. Running our hands all over each other we heard the lift bell chime and broke off just in time as the doors opened and an elderly couple got in. We stood behind them grinning at each other like a couple of schoolkids and I playfully began to pinch her bottom whilst appearing to be just waiting for the lift to reach our floor. Finally the doors opened and we got out and headed for our room.

Once inside we began kissing passionately again and frantically tugging at each others clothes in an effort to get them off as quickly as possible. There was no gentleness here, this was just pure lust. Breathing heavily she undid my shirt pulled it back over my shoulders and quickly undid my belt. Pulling off her jacket and casting it aside I undid the buttons on her blouse and threw that in the direction of her jacket also. Unzipping my fly she slipped a hand inside my trousers and rubbed my quickly growing member, letting out a little appreciative MM. as she did so. Running my hands up her legs I pulled up her skirt to fondle her behind.

God the sexy bitch had stockings on as well. Undoing the catch and unzipping her skirt it fell to her feet and she stepped from it. She stood in front of me now just in white lace bra, briefs and suspenders with sheer black stockings and high heels. She really did look even better than the photos. “Wow, you look fantastic” I told her. I could tell from the smile on her face that she liked what she saw as well. She stepped back to me, knelt down and pulled down my trousers. Then she ran her hands back up my legs and pulled down my shorts too. I leaned back on the desk in the room as she wrapped her hands around my now thick, solid organ and began tossing me off expertly. Then bending her head she licked its shaft and flicked her tongue over its tip before taking me into her mouth and sucking me until it felt like my insides were turning out. She could tell from my groans how much I was enjoying this and I would have been quite happy to let her finish me off, but that would be a little selfish wouldn’t it.

I pulled back and she stopped and stood up to face me again. I turned her round so she stood beside the desk now, “Bend over, it’s your turn”. She leant over placing her hands on the desk, I stood behind her and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs and began to rub her through the silky white panties whilst kissing the nape of her neck. She moaned lightly with pleasure as I felt the dampness begin to seep through. I slipped her panties down and off and continued to rub her off from behind again. She was sopping by now. I stopped rubbing and bent over to whisper in her ear, “I’m going to have you now”. “Yes please” she gasped out. She leaned over a little further and I pushed into her, she was so wet it was quite easy but she still cried out as I entered. “Oh yes”. I screwed her rhythmically as we eyed each other in the mirror over the desk through half closed eyes.

Soon I wanted a change, “Get on the bed” she did so. Kneeling before me on the bed and she was a sight to behold . Gripping her hips I entered her again, this time doggy fashion, doing so in one long steady thrust. She cried out half through pain half through ecstasy as I buried myself up to the hilt in her wonderful folds. “Oh God, yes” she moaned as I continued to thrust into her. Bending over her I began to rub her nipples through the lace bra she still wore, breathing heavily in her ear. She reached round, unclasped it and threw it to one side as I bucked harder and harder still into her. I pulled out again and turned her over onto her back and lifting her legs over my shoulders

I pressed into her once more. Rubbing her thighs through the silky sheen of her stockings with one hand and her clit with the thumb of my other as I pounded away. Our tempo increased, as did our gasps and moans and finally feeling the surge emanating from deep inside me I speeded up even more and came inside her with short sharp thrusts which took her breath away with each sharp stroke. Our initial lust satisfied we lay there awhile enjoying the afterglow. “I’m certainly going to have plenty to tell my husband”, “You’ll have more than plenty, this is only just the beginning” I replied. “Well I can’t wait to find out what’s next.”

We lay a while longer and then arose for a shower. We stepped inside and kissed passionately as the water cascaded down over us and continued to do so for a few minutes, enjoying the different sensations. Then standing behind her I lathered her back, massaging it at the same time. I ran my hands round her front and cupped and soaped her breasts and then ran one hand down her front and rubbed her again whilst she ground her hips against me. I could feel myself getting hard again, she reached round and grabbed it and began to pull me off slowly as I continued to finger her under the spray of the water. We stepped out of the shower and dried each other intimately with the big, soft complimentary hotel towels and made our way back to the bed.

She rolled her stockings on once more and clipped them back to her suspender belt, “I just love the feel of them when I’m making love” she said. “You’re not the only one.” She lay down next to me again and we stroked each others bodies. Her touch was electric. I massaged her feet through her stockings and she relaxed into a state of blissfulness. I continued to run my hands up her legs and she opened them slightly so they could explore further. My fingers traced their way over the smooth bare flesh at the top of her thighs and slipped into her soft, wet, warmth.

She sighed lovingly as they did so. As they probed their way inside I licked at the lips of her sex with my tongue and she pulled me closer to her as I rolled it around her clit. Intent on making her come like this I continued but she pulled my head away. “Please, I need to feel you inside me.” She turned me onto my back and sat astride me. “This time lover, I’ll do the work” she said. She took my resumed hardness in her hand and slid slowly down onto it, her face contorting into a mask of pleasure as she did so. She rode me slowly at first grinding her hips into mine as she darted her tongue into my mouth. Laying back in this paradise I was quite happy to let her continue. Sitting upright again she began to bounce up and down harder.

I met each of her downward movements with an upward thrust and we both gasped out each time our hips bucked into each other. She fondled her own breasts as I gripped her hips and pulled her down onto me harder still. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop” she gasped out between cries. I carried on bucking wildly into her until she cried out and collapsed onto me. Slowing down my strokes she lay there motionless across my chest, breathing heavily. I was still hard inside her and some way from my own climax. “You are fabulous” she whispered as she began to recover. “Thanks, but what am I going to do with this” I said pointing down. “Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet.” Thank heavens for that I thought.

She rolled off me and began to suck me off once more, gently tickling my balls with her fingernails. I lay there groaning as she sucked and wanked me at the same time, regulating her speed with my hand on her head. I could feel myself beginning to near my own climax now and she must have sensed this as well. Sucking harder she bobbed her head faster as I forced more and more of myself into her mouth with each stroke. I could feel her licking the tip as she sucked me and couldn’t control it any longer. I spurted deep into her mouth as she swallowed what she could and let the rest run from the sides of her mouth and down her chin. I’d never felt anything like it before.

We spent the rest of the day in bed continually making love as soon as we had both recovered. At one point she even phoned her husband and left the phone off the hook so he could hear what she was doing at the other end of the line. We left the next morning and arranged to meet again next month. I couldn’t wait to find out what she had in store. It was going to be a long 4 weeks.

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My wife Sheila and enjoy I mutual masturbation. Sometimes we read erotic stories to each other, other times one narrates a fantasy or experience. Occasionally, one would throw out a scenario and then we would take turns building the story while pleasuring ourselves. Two nights ago, I’d asked Sheila to verbalize an experience she had with her college boyfriend David and roommate Joan. I lay next her listening, growing more and more excited as she got to the part when she and Joan took turns licking David’s balls and sucking his cock. I had my eyes closed imagining the scene – hearing Sheila’s breathing become more rapid as she described it. When Sheila got to the part that had her watching David fucking Joan as Joan ate her, I was furiously stroking my cock and came all over my stomach and hand. I then opened my eyes to watch my wife using her middle finger to alternately flick her clit and slide into her wet hole. Sheila was describing how aroused she felt – having friend’s tongue on her while watching her boyfriend’s face as he came – when her orgasm hit.

I love hearing the pleasure in her voice as she moaned: “Ohhhhhhh,” and the way her face tightened, nipples hardened and hips bucked when she came.

Holding her afterwards, I once again told Sheila how much I enjoyed her retelling that episode.

As I always did, I had asked her what she thought of trying a threesome and was encouraged when, instead of saying her usual “That would be way too weird,” she said: “Maybe I can talk to Joan about it a little bit the next time she’s in town.”

The idea of that made my cock twitch as I rinsed my coffee cup, looked at the clock that read almost nine, and headed outside.

I was greeted by beautiful New England summer weather: clear and dry, maybe mid-seventies. The first thing I planned on doing was to go for a long bike ride. I got my bike out of the shed and was just about to get going when I realized I had better stretch first. Even though I’m in pretty good shape for someone in his late forties, I knew I might regret not getting loose first.

So, I leaned my bike against the front steps & started some stretches.

As I was doing so, I heard a female voice shout: “Woohoo!”

It was Roxy, a good looking woman who lived across the street with her husband Jake. I guess I got her attention in the tight cycling shorts I was wearing and straightened up to wave hello. I immediately saw that she and Jake were also in cycling garb. I especially noticed Roxy, whose attractive figure was accentuated by the spandex shorts and top she had on.

“Hey sweet cheeks, do you want to join us for a ride?” she asked from their front yard.

I thought to myself: ‘sweet cheeks’?

Then I remembered meeting them shortly after they had moved into the house across the street about six months ago. They were younger than us, probably late thirties, and a couple who didn’t have kids.

After introducing themselves, we chatted awhile and near the end of the conversation Jake said: “You’ll probably notice a lot of cars around some weekends. We tend to throw a few parties.”

Then Roxy laughed and added: “Yeah, we’re real swingers.”

My wife and I smiled at the time and frequently joked about it when we saw a lot of different cars parked there on weekends.

Having remembered that, maybe it wasn’t so strange that Roxy would greet me that way this morning. So I smiled and told her I’d be happy to join them. Jake came out of the house just as I was bringing my bike over to their yard and said good morning. Then he asked if I wanted to join them for a ride. I laughed and told him Roxy had already asked.

The two of them exchanged smiles and Jake said: “Great day for a ride. Let’s get going!”

We rode about thirty miles that day at a leisurely pace and were able to chat a bit along the way.

They asked if my wife liked to ride and when I told them with a wink: “Yes, but not as much as I do” they both burst out laughing.

Jake said he noticed her car wasn’t in the driveway and I told them she went to the Cape with the kids for a few days. Roxy said that they were going to be around all weekend and would make sure I was okay. When we got back, Roxy said she had some fabulous iced tea in the fridge and offered me some.

While she was in the house getting the drinks, Jake said to me: “That was fun. We should do more stuff together.”

I agreed with him and before I could catch myself was asking: “What other things do you like to do?”

Jake, who by my own admission was a handsome guy, grinned and said “Well one thing we’re into is photography.”

He paused and then caught me by surprise adding: “And we like to swing.”

He must have caught the look of surprise on my face because he immediately said: “That’s just us. I’m only sharing information. Hope you’re not bothered.” I told him that I wasn’t bothered and explained that it was a little surprising to hear – even though we had some suspicions from that initial conversation months ago.

Just then, Roxy came out of the house with the ice tea and a towel over her shoulders. She looked so appealing: a little sweaty in that tight outfit. I smiled as she handed me a tall glass of iced tea and felt my cock twitch a little thinking about what Jake had just told me. We sat on the lawn in the shade and drank our ice tea not saying a lot. Perhaps they were thinking about the same thing I was: swinging.

Roxy finished her ice tea and said: “Well, I’m going to shower and do some errands.”

As she was getting up she patted me on the shoulder and said: “Maybe we’ll see you later.”

I finished my drink and got up to go across the street.

Jake took my glass and said, “You should think about coming over later. We’re going to grill some steaks and you’re welcome to join us. Roxy really likes you, umm, if you know what I mean…”

I laughed nervously and got my bike.

“I’ll think about it. I really will,” I told Jake before crossing the street to my house.

After putting my bike back in the shed, I went inside to shower. I stripped and as I stood naked in front of the mirror, realized the effect that the idea of doing something later with them had on me. My cock was semi-hard and, squeezing it, a glob of pre-cum oozed out. I stepped into the shower and began fantasizing about Roxy naked with me first tasting and then fucking her. I soaped myself and, stroking my hard cock, imagined what it would be like to do that in front of Jake. I asked myself, could I fuck her in front of him? I stroked myself picturing him watching and being content to just watch. I pictured that scene and as the fantasy had me cumming in Roxy’s delicious pussy I spilled all over the shower floor.

When I finished my shower, I dried off and lay down on the bed and before long, nodded off to sleep. I was awakened by the phone ringing but was too dazed to answer it. I looked at the clock and realized I had dozed off for almost two hours. Realizing I still had some things to do around the house, I pulled on some cutoffs and mindlessly went about them. The mindlessness stopped when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door to see Roxy standing there clad in a sports bra and cargo shorts. She was holding a pitcher and a glass.

“Hi John,” she said, “You just have to try some of Jake’s famous rum punch.”

I felt a little foolish as I stood there in my cutoffs and work boots gawking at her before saying “Hi!”

I was sweating from having just spent a couple hours on the basement remodeling project I had started a few weeks ago, so I was ready for a nice cold drink.

“Okay,” I told her and just couldn’t help noticing how fit and sexy she was as she poured me one.

I basically gulped it down and handing her the cup said: “Wow! That’s fantastic!”

She smiled and poured me another.

“You’d better not gulp this one. It’ll mess you up!” she warned.

I heeded her advice and laughed as she stood there drinking from the pitcher. Some of it spilled onto her bra.

She laughed and said “Ooopsy.”

I wanted to taste her right then and there, feeling a stirring in my shorts as I thought that.

“Jake will wonder what I’m doing since I promised to help him get things ready for the cookout,” she told me.

Then just before turning to go back across the street she surprised me.

She looked me square in the eyes, and while gently brushing a finger around my nipple, said in a sensual voice: “I really hope you’ll come over. Food will be ready in about a half hour.”

As she walked away, I watched that sweet ass and, with my erect cock in my shorts doing the thinking, said to myself: “Definitely going over there.”

Forty five minutes later, showered and dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and jeans, I was sitting on their deck eating unbelievably delicious steak, corn, and salad. Reggae music was playing & their Jacuzzi bubbling in the background. Of course, once dinner ended, getting in the Jacuzzi was what was suggested. I hadn’t even known they had a Jacuzzi before this evening, so when I mentioned going across the street to get a bathing suit,

Jake said with a wink: “Whoa, if you think you need one, you can use one of mine. We are about the same size. But, on the other hand, we are all adults here…”

Pointing to the door, Roxy chimed in: “If you go in the house, there’s a small guest room on the right. We leave extra bathing suits, towels and robes in there. You can use that room to change or to just slip into a robe.”

I got up to go in the house undecided about what I’d do. As I was doing that, Roxy sighed happily and said, “I sure can use that Jacuzzi.”

With that, she removed her top and I got a firsthand view of her naked breasts. They were perfect – probably 34′s and as tanned as the rest of her.

Jake looked at me and then said to Roxy: “Let’s have a little bet on whether he comes out in a bathing suit.”

He then walked over to the Jacuzzi, quickly took off his clothes and got in.

I went in the house and into the guest room. I took off my clothes and seeing my semi-hard cock, grabbed a robe.

When I went outside, Jake said: “Let’s see who won the bet.”

I unfastened the robe, slipped it off and Roxy exclaimed: “Nice!”

Grinning, I got into the Jacuzzi and asked: “So, who won the wager?”

Jake laughed and replied: “We couldn’t make the bet because both of us were convinced you wouldn’t be wearing a swimsuit…”

We all had a good laugh over that. There was a pitcher of rum punch with glasses set next to the Jacuzzi. Jake reached over and poured a round for all of us. We were quiet for a few moments – enjoying the Jacuzzi and sipping our drinks.

Jake broke the silence by asking: “So John, have you ever been involved with another couple?” I told him I hadn’t.

He laughed and said: “Looks like you’re going down that path.”

Then Roxy asked: “What about your wife?”

I told her that Sheila had done some stuff in college with her roommate & boyfriend.

Roxy smiled and Jake said: “You must’ve been turned on hearing that.”

I told him it was a favorite fantasy and Roxy said: “Guess we might have to invite Sheila over.”

Jake then asked me if I’d ever done anything with a guy. I told him back in my teen’s I had done a little mutual masturbation with a friend. He smiled and told me that I seemed to be pretty open-minded.

In their Jacuzzi – which seemed it could probably hold 10 or more people, we had plenty of room to stretch out. Underneath the bubbling water my cock was hard and when Jake got up to get another pitcher of rum punch, I saw that his cock was too. While he was away, I closed my eyes but opened them a moment later when I felt a hand on my knee.

“Did you see Jake’s cock?” Roxy whispered.

Then her hand ran up the inside of my thigh and her fingers found their way around my cock.

“Mmm, I thought you’d be hard,” she said, gently stroking my cock.

My hand found her leg and slowly made its way up her leg and just before it reached her pussy, slowly traveled back down again. I did that three or four times until, on that last time up, Roxy slipped further down into the tub and my hand made contact with her hot pussy. Roxy moaned, and began to grind against my hand.

I closed my eyes, feeling the moment until being startled by Jake’s voice saying: “I see you’re getting better acquainted.”

He was smiling and holding another pitcher of rum, his cock still hard.

Feeling me jolt, Roxy took her hand off my cock and I took mine from the warm place it had found. But it seemed that Jake had this great knack for making people relax.

He asked how I was feeling and I said: “Feelin’ alright.”

He grinned and poured me a drink and handed it too me – his cock a few inches from my face. Seeing it that close, I knew he probably had at least an inch on my own six. He then moved to refresh Roxy’s drink. As he did, his cock even closer to her face, she turned and licked it.

He looked at me and winked, saying: “Careful, hon. We don’t want to get our neighbor too worked up.”

He then poured himself a drink and got in the Jacuzzi on the opposite side of us. I took a big gulp of my drink and noticed that I had a good buzz working. Jake then shocked me by telling me what he had in mind. He said that as much as he loves MMF action he wanted tonight to be a photography night. What he was looking forward to was filming an attractive man with his wife.

He then asked: “Do you think you might be up for that, John?”

We all laughed when Roxy said, “Let me check,” and once again her hand found my cock.

Jake then said, “Why don’t you two go into that guest room and get started while I grab the cameras.”

Roxy got out of the tub, water dripping from her gorgeous body, reached a helping hand down and I was out of the tub next to her. She grabbed a towel but instead of using it to dry herself off, began to dry me.

She once again gripped my cock and, squeezing precum from it, said: “Hmmm, you’re still pretty wet down here.”

She then quickly toweled off and said to follow her. We went in to the guestroom where she lay tummy-down on the bed, told me she was sore, and asked if I would massage her.

I immediately got on the bed and, straddling her fine ass, began to massage her shoulders. As I did, my balls brushed up and down her butt. When I leaned into her, kissing and nibbling her neck, my cock glided up and down her crack. She moaned as I gently ran my fingers down her spine and back up. Then I heard a clicking sound behind me and looked over my shoulder to see Jake standing in the doorway taking pictures.

“Perfect,” he murmured. He then moved closer and got some shots from the side and front.

I turned myself around and began to massage Roxy’s feet and calves. When I did this, my cock was more exposed to Jake’s camera.

He said: “I like what I see” and began taking some close-ups of my glistening cock.

Meanwhile, as I gently massaged her feet and toes, Roxy was squirming under me – softly grinding her ass against my balls.

Roxy then said, “I think it’s your turn for a massage.”

So, I got off her and lay down on my stomach. Roxy complimented me on my butt and straddled it. I could feel the warm wetness of her pussy as she rubbed my shoulders. I also felt her nipples and breasts on my back as she leaned into her massage. She slid lower down my legs in order to massage my lower back. Then she began rubbing my butt. First she used her elbow to really get my gluts and muscles around my hips. She stopped that and switched to using her hands on my ass cheeks. She squeezed and rubbed them getting gentler and gentler with her touch. Her finger glided up and down my crack. Then her hand reached under me to softly palm my balls and she began moving them in a slow circular motion.

“Damn that’s hot,” I heard Jake say as he continued taking pictures.

Then I saw him move to the closet and he took out a video camera. Roxy knew it was time.

She leaned over and licked my ear and whispered: “I need your cock in me.”

She then rolled off of me and lay down with her legs spread. As I looked at her and at the glistening shaved pussy, I told her that I just had to taste her. I moved my head between her legs and gently licked the inside of each thigh before barely touching her slit with my tongue. I moved my tongue slowly up and down – delighting in its scent and taste. I licked her – seeing Jake standing there above me holding the videocam and slowly stroking his cock.

“Fuck me!” Roxy moaned.

So, I moved up and slowly entered her warm pussy. I eased my cock back out and then pushed in again – this time a little deeper. I did that two or three times and began sucking and pinching her nipples as I did.

Soon her breathing quickened and she cried out: “Harder! Fuck me harder!”

Jake must’ve sensed she was close because he told me to cum on her belly. Then to my surprise he started slowly rubbing my ass cheeks as I drove in and out of her. Roxy was bucking against me and moaning louder and louder until I knew she had had her orgasm. I couldn’t stand it any longer and quickly pulled my cock out and ejaculated all over her tummy.

Spent, I rolled over onto my back. Jake had captured it all with the videocam and I watched as he rubbed my cum into Roxy’s skin. He then set the camera down and stroking himself, moved towards Roxy’s head. She engulfed his cock with her mouth, moving up and down it. Within about ten seconds, Jake was groaning in ecstasy and I saw some of his cum leak out the corner of her mouth.

Jake lay down on the bed on the other side of Roxy, draping his arm over her as they kissed.

We lay there relaxing for several silent minutes until Jake said: “Oh man, I can’t wait ’til that comes out on DVD.”

I laughed and said, “DVD, glossy photos…I guess that means I’m a star.”

Roxy giggled and said, “You better believe it! I’ll make the popcorn for the showing.” Then she added, “And, by the way, I’d really like to know your wife a little better.”

Jake grinned, and said: “Me too!”

I laughed and thought to myself: “This could get very interesting…”

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