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Sandra's Passions...Ch. 1

By: Bassoon



The Story of a Woman's Sexual Awakening
Chapter One: Sandra's First Adultery

It had been a long, hot summer in the English seaside town where we lived and we had both benefited from it health wise; she with her swimming and sun-bathing and having recovered completely from childbirth, her figure looked terrific. Sandra had always been slim and still was but now the breasts were fuller and the hips more rounded. When she walked along the beach or promenade in her tiny bikini, all the men gave her that certain appreciative look and I was very proud of her. She had light auburn hair, almost red and was around 5'6", blue eyes and still the best legs that I have seen on a woman.

She was a virgin when we met and married and I was not much more experienced than she. The first eight years of marital sex had not been at all adventurous, even between us and I must confess that the boredom of this had tempted me to unfaithfulness on a few occasions. I justified this to myself at that time, by distancing the act entirely from emotion although I did love her deeply.

She had never been with another man and by this time she was in her mid thirties but things had changed during the past three years. It possibly started when I had been lent some pornographic videos, which included wife swapping, group sex and other delights, none of which we had ever tried. When making love to her after watching them, it became obvious that they had a great effect on the both of us. She was keen to try lots of new ideas and we even bought her a vibrator. Nevertheless sex remained just between ourselves and with this better sexual relationship, I ceased to fool around outside.

We had begun to be more open and frank with each other and our lovemaking was liberally filled with dirty talk about fantasies. There was plenty of juice drinking from each other's genitals, all in a great variety of locations and we started to really get off on reading porno-mags readers' letters etc. All in all we were having the sort of ball that should have occurred years earlier and now we regularly enjoyed everything sexual that could be experimented with, apart from the inclusion of other people.

Like her, I was in peak condition, spending a lot of time at sea, and inshore fishing; which in winter was hard, arduous and sometimes very dangerous work but also very physically demanding. Everything about my body was permanently hard and even in mid-winter, my skin was the colour that you get after a Mediterranean holiday. I wanted sex, and got it, very, very regularly. Shooting, fishing and sex were my entire life and in each, I constantly sought more and better.

We did a lot of drinking in those days; most of our friends were heavy drinkers and we had a large social circle. A few of these friends became very intimate inasmuch as our sex lives would be very open to joint scrutiny. We never indulged in physical activities but would know the most intimate secrets of the sex lives of the other couples. On a few occasions, we watched blue movies together with them, at which time, when very drunk, the atmosphere would become heavily charged with excitement and afterwards, when making love together, she and I would speculate and even fantasise on how it might be like to make love to them.

It was at one of these evenings when close friends disclosed how they indulged in anal sex, something that we had only previously associated with homosexual males. Following their disclosure she said that she would like to try it. We soon started doing it regularly and she really enjoyed it, especially when mounted from behind, when my cock would be transferred back and forth between the two orifices. One night when doing this, she surprised me by saying; "It feels just like having two men fucking me!" I asked of her, had she thought about that scenario, to which she replied "Oh yes!" but I rather assumed that she was joking.

A crucial turning point came much later that year, on New Year's eve. When in a drinking club, a friend, (not one of our close circle) asked if we cared to continuum with him on to a New Year's party at Paul's house. It was already passed midnight but we agreed. Andy had asked of me several times before we left the club, "Is your wife? Wink-wink, nudge nudge, etc. Etc.?" To be perfectly honest, whether drunk or just naive, I didn't really understand what he meant but assured him that yes, she said she wanted to go...and we did.

As the car drew up outside of the house, the front door opened and a man was thrown out of the house (and I mean thrown!). Sandra giggled..."This must be a hell of a party". Paul greeted us inside the door, wearing nothing but a cricket box with a little tinsel wrapped around it. We made our way into the lounge where almost everybody was dancing but wearing only their underwear. A few of the girls were bra-less and in those days, that was daring beyond belief. Many men wore only underpants.

We were very well known in that little local community and of course we recognised many minor friends and acquaintances, but none of our "inner-circle". Paul's wife Mary, tactfully suggested to Sandra that she looked a bit out of place being fully dressed and knowing what a good figure she had and wanting to show her off, I encouraged her to strip down to bra. and panties.

I was rather drunk and apart from having a few smoochy dances with one or two girls whom I vaguely knew and I seem to recall indulging in some heavy snogging with one and feeling her breasts, but nothing really wild like heavy petting or groping. I did notice that Sandra was well away, dancing very closely with several men including one called Richard who always made it clear that he fancied her. At one point, they left the room for maybe twenty minutes or so. All in all, it was a good night to remember and it was a distinct turning point for us.

Upon returning home, we were both too tired to make love and fell asleep nevertheless, the next morning we were not working and decided to have "breakfast in bed". Soon we were making love passionately, during which; I asked what happened with her and Richard. She confessed that he had got her tits out of her bra, fondled them and bit her nipples hard, something she particularly enjoyed. Although she had not allowed his hands inside her panties, they were no barrier to his attentions, for they were very flimsy and she related how he handled her pussy through the thin material.

F..."Did you enjoy what he was doing?"

S..."Well remember I was very drunk and anyway, I assumed you were having fun too".

F..."That's not what I asked Darling. I asked did you enjoy it?"

S..."Well yes actually, I enjoyed it enormously"

F..."Did you feel guilty?"

S..."Yes, but that made it more exciting".

F..."Do you intend to meet him, or take it further?"

S..."Good heavens. No! Do you think I'm crazy"

F..."Why didn't you let him get his hands inside your briefs? After all, he must have felt everything anyway."

S..."Yes he could certainly feel everything but I was afraid if I let him get his fingers actually inside of me, it would be very difficult to resist if he tried to fuck me".

F..."Did you handle his cock, or see it?

S..."Of course not, you know I wouldn't do that."

F..."Did you feel it rubbing against you?"

S..."Well, yes, I did. It was rock hard and he only had his pants on."

F..."Would you have liked him to fuck you?"

S..."Don't be silly."

F..."If it were not for me, would you have liked him to fuck you?"

S..."Yes, and I suppose I would have let him".

F..."Did you talk to him about our sex life?"

S..."Yes, a bit I suppose. I told him it was very good. He asked if we had oral sex, I said yes and that we enjoyed it. I told him how you sometimes come off in my mouth. It drove him crazy when I told him this"

F..."How did he rub his cock against you and what did it feel like?"

S... "He was rubbing it up against my pussy"

F..."I asked how did it feel?"

S..."Very hard and big. It was very exciting. It almost felt like he was fucking me."

F..."Were you lubricating for him?

S..."He said that I was very wet down there"

F..."It's driving me crazy, thinking about you and him.... I am going to fuck you now and you can imagine that it is Richard who is screwing you. Alright?"

S..."Yes!"

That particular sex session was one of our best. We were both crazy with lust, not only from our daring conversation but equally from the stimulus of remembering the previous evening with all its sexy antics. I could not get the picture out of my mind, of her against the kitchen wall, with Richard's hands all over her, kissing her nipples and feeling her soaking wet cunt through those tiny panties. The thought of his rigid prick rubbing up against her soaking wet cunt, even without penetration was very exciting for me. She would normally take ages to bring to orgasm but on this morning; she came off like a rocket within a few minutes and had another gigantic climax only a few minutes later. This was very unusual. I had her every way we had ever tried before and our conversation was very, very lascivious. I made her verbally beg for me to bugger her. "Please fuck me in my arse" was her response, at which I slid from her wet cunt, straight into her back passage and shot my load right up her bum.

Many weeks passed without event, except that we would often talk about that party when we made love and both agreed that it added a real spark to the sex act. I did my best to avoid Richard, fearful of what I could or should say. I only hoped that he had not told too many other people; probably not, since his wife wasn't there at the party and he wouldn't want her to learn anything.

She never did have any other encounter with Richard, but many years later, with his blessing, I had a very sexy session with his wife Maureen. That's another story!

It was at another drinking club on another occasion, maybe two or three months into the New Year. We were on a tour of clubs during which, friends came and went and well after midnight there we were with another acquaintance called Garry. I was drinking at the bar and discussing fishing with a guest and she and Garry were dancing on the tiny floor. I was very drunk and didn't notice how the time was passing, during which, the music had got a lot slower and more romantic. They were dancing very closely and intimately, with his hands cupped around her buttocks. I did notice them having a kiss or two, but thought nothing much of it.

His wife, who had left after an argument, taking their car, had abandoned Garry at the club. I suggested that as he lived near us, we would give him a lift home. This we did and to my surprise, Sandra asked him if he fancied a coffee at our house, to which he readily agreed.

I was making coffee in the kitchen whilst they were in the lounge. The record player was changed from rock music to soulful, slow dance music and when I entered the lounge; they were dancing close together as they had been in the club. He didn't seem in too much of a hurry to leave and in those days, in that town; it was not considered unusual for one's spouse to be out drinking till all hours. I cut in and danced with my wife, who seemed to delight in goading Garry by dancing in a particularly sexy inviting way, kissing me passionately and not as you would expect in front of strangers or casual friends. Garry cut in again and I sat down; it was not long before she was kissing him just as passionately and his hands soon started to wander. There were only two small sidelights on in the lounge and the warm red glow from an artificial fire made the room a very romantic venue.

My mind was in turmoil! I really didn't know what to do. I was not at all annoyed but I was very excited, my mind going overtime on the previous party incident and the way Richard's attentions had sparked up her passions. Having had a lot to drink, I could not really decide how to proceed. I remember feeling very confused but I was strongly compelled to encourage it, remembering the terrific effect, which the party incident had made, upon our love life.

When I danced with her again, my hands went to her blouse to unbutton it a little but to my surprise, three of four of the buttons were already undone. Had he done that? I wondered; or had she? My hands undid the rest of her blouse and started roaming over her very erect nipples. I didn't try to hide from him what I was doing and she made no objections. He cut in again and I changed the music to something even slower and sexier. Soon, his hands were all over her breasts. I came up behind her, dancing with them. My hands were all over her buttocks and Garry was now kissing her breasts, above her bra-line and through the material.

My hands went up her blouse from behind and I released her bra strap, thus exposing her naked breasts to Garry's attention. In no time, his face was buried in them, kissing and licking her now very erect nipples and squeezing her luscious melons. I had an enormous erection and was rubbing up against her from behind. Sandra simply loved it! I knew that something just had to happen that night.

We all fell on the sofa, she between us. We both kissed and fondled her and her hands were rubbing my erect cock through my trousers. I saw Garry's hand wander up her skirt, gradually higher and yet higher. The sharp intake of her breath against my ear told me that Garry had found her pussy and for the second time in a few months, another man was feeling my wife up. However this time, I was assisting him and there was no question of his being denied entry to her knickers. He was constantly talking about how desirable she was and how gorgeous were her tits and her pussy.

Dying with curiosity, my hand went up her thigh and met his hand on her pubes. He had two fingers inside her panties and these were soon joined by mine. I found her little love button and teased it whilst Garry quickly worked two fingers right up inside of her. I told Garry to remove her panties and with that comment, she kissed me even more passionately. Her response told me that she appreciated my encouragement of Garry. I knew that she was ready for a lot more sexual activity and I decided to let things take their course and allow her to decide when to call a halt to things.

Garry drew her panties down and she lifted her bum to make this easy for him. I unbuttoned my fly and her hands were inside. It didn't take long to find my throbbing pole and she extracted it whilst Garry's hand was working overtime in her pussy. Once again, my hand joined his and I noticed that her cunt was soaking wet with excitement; wetter than I had ever known in before. Her other hand had moved to his crotch and was rubbing him there.

This scene continued for quite a long time with each one feeling unsure about making the next move but of one thing there was no doubt, my lovely young wife was in a sexual frenzy with her first real experience of sexual activity with a new man. Eventually, her head went down to my lap and engulfed my rigid cock in her mouth. When this happened I knew for certain that she wanted to demonstrate to both of us that she was ready for full sex and that she would expect me to actually fuck her in front of this man. I strongly suspected that she wanted to suck him off and probably even be fucked by both of us. Garry had by now rolled her skirt up around her waist and I was feeling much bolder. I needed to go to the toilet for a leak and I removed my cock from her mouth and left the room, saying to him...

"Why don't you strip her completely Garry?"

I did not hurry too quickly back to the lounge, maybe ten minutes or so but when I did return, my wife was completely naked except for her earrings. Garry was wearing nothing but his shirt and socks. He was kneeling between her thighs, his face buried between them and she was holding his head. I stood and watched as my wife was being licked out, watching as her hips and buttocks rose eagerly to meet his tongue and I moved to join her on the sofa.

It was then that I noticed how large was Garry's equipment. Until that time I had not seen very many other men's cocks and had no yardstick by which to compare. Certainly it was very much larger than my own both in length and thickness. It was completely rigid, ready to penetrate her; the purples glans shining in the dim light and the veins clearly visible on the throbbing shaft. I knew that the right decision for both her and I was to let him take her; not only to allow but to actually encourage her to be fucked by another man, for the first time in her life.

I sat beside her and pulled her face to me, kissing her lips passionately, then nibbling her ears gently as his tongue delved hungrily into my wife's cunt. Her heavy breathing told me that she was close to orgasm. I whispered in her ear, "I am going to let him fuck you Darling". She did not reply but squeezed my arm and kissed me even more passionately, telling me, without speaking that it was what she wanted.

Her eagerness was an aphrodisiac to me and I was now anxious to see this big prick stuck right up my wife and to watch her commit full adultery with my consent and assistance. "I am going to turn her around for you Garry", I told him and pulled her across me so that she was now kneeling where he had been, but between my legs. In the soft light I could see her shapely bottom sticking up in the air, waiting for that first nudge of his manhood against her pussy lips, begging entrance to her love sheath. Garry was holding his big cock, in anticipation of committing adultery with my wife whilst I looked on.

I had decided to enjoy the first invasion of her pussy, by watching her face as she felt him enter her but her head came down to my lap and my erect penis was taken deep in her mouth. She sucked noisily and I motioned him to take her from the rear. We had recently watched this scene in a blue movie and I know that she was very excited by it. As he knelt down behind her, I lost sight of his erection but there was not the slightest doubt in my mind when she tasted her first full penetration by another man's cock. Her whole body trembled and her back arched and she let out a low moan. I knew right then that she was experiencing for the first time, a new cock sliding smoothly up inside her belly; I held her tightly, relishing the pleasure in her eyes as she tasted the delights of promiscuity for the first time. I was anxious to reassure her that I totally approved of her accepting another man's cock inside her love cave where until now, only I had ventured.

Garry started to fuck her with long, slow strokes and I held her breasts, rubbing her nipples to enhance her pleasure. She was still nervous to the point of trembling and I constantly reassured her that everything was fine and that she should relax and enjoy him. I told her that very soon, I would be replacing him and that I too would then fuck her. I whispered to her that when I did, I wanted to see her cock sucking him, to which she nodded her head. It was all she could do with her mouth full of my cock.

I could feel her hips working, thrusting against his manhood, eager to take him right into her. She was as randy as a female tiger on heat and although very nervous, was nevertheless determined to make the most of this licentious behaviour. She was now able to realise one of the fantasies which had been building up in her imagination since the party and I was amazed at the passion and eagerness that she displayed to this man, who with my full approval, was now fucking the arse of my beloved wife.


Sandra's Passions...Ch. 1



"She wants to suck you off Garry." I said to him and moved away so that we could change positions. "Your wife is absolutely gorgeous. I have often fancied her. I just adore shagging her" He replied.

Sandra moved away from the sofa and lay on her back on the carpet, near to the fire. Garry knelt at her head and offered his huge cock to her face. It was immediately engulfed in her hungry mouth. I was hugely excited, seeing her pretty face made to appear lewd and contorted, with her mouth full of another man's cock. She was sucking him hard and also stroking the lower end of his shaft as she struggled to take more of his meat into her mouth. I expected him to shoot his load in her mouth but he obviously decided that he wanted a lot more of my pretty wife before he satisfied his lust with the spunking of her. This made me remember that he could not know how safe was it to spend in her and that I had better explain.

"If you want to come off in her pussy, rather than her mouth Garry, Its OK. She is on the pill and it is quite safe for you spunk her anywhere".

My lewd talk had an obvious effect on both of them; she moaned even with her mouth full and opened her legs wide, urging me to fuck her whilst she sucked her new lover's prick. His reaction was to lift her head and become more active with his prick, no longer relying upon her very expert ministrations but actively fucking her in the mouth. By the light of the fire, I could see his large heavy balls swinging around beneath his thighs, as he used my wife's luscious mouth for his pleasure. He was holding her hair and pulling her face into his groin as he fucked that adorable face that I knew so well.

I had an overwhelming lust, like nothing I had felt before. More than anything, I was proud of her displaying her sexuality so blatantly, to another man for the first time. Knowing that this pretty wife of mine she was more than capable of reducing Garry to heap of quivering jelly, when she decided to milk him dry and take his full load into her willing body.

I knelt between her wide open thighs and even in the dim light, could easily see how her cunt was wide open; the lips were pulsating and inviting me to enter her. I was totally rigid and without any further preliminaries, slammed straight into her to the hilt. I had never enjoyed fucking her more. I thrust up her with abandon, consumed with lust as I watched at such close range, her pretty face framed by these big balls banging on her chin and that huge prick fucking her in the mouth. It was absolutely outrageous and I was dying to ejaculate in her, nevertheless I controlled myself by changing thoughts to something mundane, (which wasn't easy) and then continued with my hard thrusting deep into her.

Sandra pulled her head away from his cock and said, "I want Garry to fuck me again! I want to feel a strange prick inside me when I come." I promptly withdrew to make way for her lover; anxious to see his prick buried deep in her cunt. He quickly took position where I had the delight of actually seeing his cock slide into her pussy with one experienced thrust.

His bum was moving like a blur as he fucked her deeply and quickly and she went into a mind-blowing climax, moaning and shouting; it was then that I realised that he was now spending into her and I moved closer to witnesses this in full detail. For the first time in her life, another man's sperm was pumped forcibly, deep into her womb. Garry's face was screwed up with passion as he used my wife to fully slake his lust for her. The sexual gratification that they got from each other was plain to see and I was aware of this pleasure they were sharing as they committed adultery in front of me. I was also very excited at the prospect of how it would feel to fuck a woman who was freshly and fully filled with another man's hot spunk.

Garry eventually withdrew from her, with semen still dripping from the head of his prick. I impatiently motioned him away and took his place between her wide-open thighs.

Garry was cleaning his prick with his hankie as I held my prick up at the entrance to my darling wife's love tunnel and made the first few exploratory thrusts. Her pubes were saturated and I realised then that the juices which were running down my shaft, were mostly his. My hand that guided my cock in to her, came away covered with spunk, which I wiped across her breasts and for the first of many times, I felt the thrill of sliding into the woman I loved when she was filled with the love cream from another man. Not only was she more lubricated than normal but the entire sensation was different, for both of us. I had to speak on the subject, so great was its impact upon us.

F..."Isn't this rather decadent?"

S..."Mmmm, deliciously decadent"

F..."You know, he's spunked an awful lot up you?"

S..."Oh, I know all right; it feels delicious."

F..."Would you prefer to clean-up before I cream you Darling?

S..."No! It would break the mood. Fuck me again and cream me while I am full of him!"

F..."You want me to shoot my load into his cream? Is that what you want?"

S..."Oh yes, its exactly what I want. I have never wanted you to cream me so much before"

Garry had moved to her head and was now nibbling her ear, something, which always drove her crazy. He was telling her how lovely it was to fuck her and hoping that he could have her again in the future. Her hand found his penis and fondled this new tool which had given her such intense, forbidden delight. She simply adored it.

My prick slid in to the hilt again and again. Sometimes I withdrew completely to rub his spunk all over her clitoris, with my knob end. He must have spent a lot into her for not only was my shaft covered with his semen but also I could feel it running down my balls. The feeling was too erotic to contain for long and I announced to the world that I was coming.

"Go on. Spunk her again, fill her cunt with it!" urged Garry.

"Yes. Yes. Spunk me, oh spunk me. Please! urged Sandra.

My trigger mechanism tripped and the first convulsion from my balls, sent a surge of semen running through my shaft, straight into that enticing love well, so recently filled by another man. Several more contractions jetted more spunk deep into my lovely wife, who was moaning with ecstasy as she took more and more male sperm into her still hungry little cunt. I was fully spent!

We relaxed and chatted...She cleaned up and made more coffee. He confided that yes, he had done this before and we listened engrossed as he elaborated upon his favourite scene which was two men servicing one woman simultaneously. He went on to explain that he occasionally had Claire (his wife) serviced by two other men.

"Did you think that you would be doing this with us tonight?" asked Sandra of him, to which he replied "Not really but I did think there would be a slim chance when the invite for coffee came and whilst dancing with you at the club." He thought that Sandra was absolutely ripe for this sort of activity. I found it hard to disagree.

It was far too late to make love again after he left and the next day, there was little else but silence. Each of us wondered if we had done the right thing. There could be no turning back of the clock.

It was the following night that we made love and immediately, the events of the previous night were relived in graphic detail. I was buried deep inside of her when she asked of me:

S..."Did you really enjoy watching me fucking another man Darling?"

F..."I enjoyed it immensely and I was very proud of how well you handled him. I thing I love you more than ever over that."

S..."Are we going to do it again?"

F..."Do you want to?"

S..."Oh, I would love to. I felt so completely spoiled and pampered and powerful."

F..."That's how you should feel darling." 

S..."Don't you think it's dangerous; after all we are happy aren't we?"

F..."I think it was the right thing to do and I think we would be even more happier if we explored our full sexual potential. I had absolutely no feelings of jealousy watching Garry fucking you. I was simply overcome with pride at how well you were able to pleasure him and give him full sexual satisfaction."

S..."Then I shall leave it to you Honey. You know that I like it but only if you really want it for me and you will have to choose the time and place."

F..."Do you want me to choose the next man for you to fuck?"

S..."I think that I should have the last say on that one Darling!"

There was not the slightest doubt in my mind that it would not be long before I had her serviced by another man. She could behave like a real sex queen and I could only love her all the more for it.

To Be Continued...



Sandra's Passions...Ch. 2



The Story of a Woman's Sexual Awakening
Chapter Two: When Sandra Met Keith

During the weeks which followed our adventure with Garry, our sex life was better than ever. She had a certain confidence, which was very apparent, and whilst she was never a shy person and always preferred the company of men to women, I started to notice in her, a more provocative, sexy sort of personality.

We did not refer to Garry's activity with her very often, but on some occasions, when close to orgasm, I would remind her of how he shafted her and reassured her that it only made me love her the more. In those situations she became very bold and asked if I would like to see her having sex with another man again. She mentioned a casual acquaintance of ours called Keith. He had made it plain to her that fancied her but when he had asked her out for a drink, she had refused,. On this night, when she was particularly randy, I asked if she fancied him sexually, to which she replied that that she did.

My cock was deep into her, working her to a frenzy when I offered her the opportunity for a little adventure and I said to her, "I think that I am going to let Keith fuck you Darling!"

She came almost immediately, delirious with pleasure and lust; overjoyed that I intended for her enjoy another man again, having so far only had two in her life. Her cunt pulsated as she asked how it was to happen. Would she have him alone? How could he and I share her? I encouraged her to tell me of how she fantasised about his lovemaking with her. We made our plans whilst I was fucking her and I knew that my earlier instincts were right. Garry was to be only the first of very many men whom I would encourage to go through her.

It was decided that she would accept his next invitation for a drink and to show interest by staying out late with him, probably allowing him to grope her. She would be showing a very strong interest in sex with him, but not actually allowing it to happen just yet. She was to arrange for him to come to our home one evening for drinks, and to see what happened.

I could see that sex with another man was becoming very focused in her mind. She was always randy and her manner of dress was becoming more provocative. During our lovemaking she would frequently refer both to Keith and to Garry. It was not long before she told me that she had accepted an invitation from Keith, to go for a drink.

On the day of the meeting, Keith had come into the café that we owned and we chatted for a while. He was unaware that I knew he was dating my wife that evening and would have been more than surprised to know that she and I had already decided that he would soon enjoy sex with her, in most if not all of its forms. I found this very intriguing and was anxious to continue my already good rapport with the guy, to engineer a situation where I would actually watch him shafting my lovely young wife. Even whilst I was chatting to him, I was wondering what it would soon be like, to watch him pumping his spunk deep into her cunt and to go in after him, shooting my own sperm up there, to mix with his.

That evening she was as excited as a teenager on her first date. She wore a full-length dress, rather than her usual hot pants or mini-skirt, to limit the access that he would have to her body, but was nevertheless dressed to thrill. She had also spent a small fortune at the hairdressers. She took a cab to a pub just outside of town to meet him and my last words to her were that I loved her very much. I told her that she was not to allow him full penetration, nor to suck him off but that she should not worry about hurrying back and to stay out as late as she wished. I encouraged her to get him worked up for what was to come later, when I would be able to witness her fully enjoy her second lover.

By midnight, I was curious to know exactly where she was. Obviously, I knew they were together and since it was well after pub closing time, I expected they were either drinking or dancing at a club, or even indulging in some heavy petting in his car.

At 2am I knew without doubt that they would have passed the socialising stage and that he was almost certainly feeling up my wife. She might possibly be groping him in return and for all I knew, despite her good intentions, might even be getting laid by him somewhere. I was in a state of sexual excitement at this prospect; anxious for her to return yet also anxious to prolong the bitter sweet pleasure, knowing that the later it became, the more likely that sex would be more advanced. Though I was desperate to see him making love to my wife, the thought of him doing it right at that moment was almost as much as I could bear. Wildly erotic thoughts spun through my head as I envisaged her receiving his full passionate load deeply into her belly.

It was almost 3am when she returned. I heard a car outside the house, it stopped only briefly and she soon came into our bedroom where I was laying in the dark, still awake. She kissed me and I asked how she had got on. She turned on a small bedside lamp and I could see that she was rather tousled and rumpled, no lipstick and all the other little signs of a woman that has been having a romp. Sandra climbed into bed, telling me that she had a wonderful time and that Keith was very charming. They had been dancing at a nightclub and had parked up on the way home.

I felt her pussy, which was very wet and open and wondered what had happened to put it into that state. She reached for my prick and answered my unspoken question. "No, he didn't screw me, but he is going to, very soon!"

My cock was hard as a rock and I quickly mounted her slid straight into her pussy. I fucked her slowly and steadily as she related the events of the whole evening, culminating in the car, where the constriction of her clothing had prevented anything serious happening. He had been feeling her up through her clothing. Her brief fondling of him through his trousers revealed that he had an enormous erection and was quite a "big boy" when aroused. Sandra revealed that he had told her that he must soon make love to her fully, to which she had replied that she only made love with her husband but that she would love Keith to fuck her. It appears that her bold comment made him wild with lust and they had discussed the ways in which each of them liked to have sex. She thanked me profusely for allowing her to have such an exciting time with another man and told me that she had accepted a date from him for the following weekend.

"You will have to wear something a little more accessible next time, Sandra". I counseled her. "At the very least you will have to let him get your tits out and feel you up."

My wife moaned at this very improper suggestion and asked me to fill her with my sperm, which I did immediately. Being so worked up from her activity with Keith, she had no difficulty in coming off with me.

One final thing that she had mentioned to her prospective lover, was of how broadminded I was and that she might well tell me that she had accepted Keith's invite for a another date. This appeared to make him very nervous but did not prevent him from arranging to meet her again. Before we went to sleep, I knew that I was more than ready to have him screw her, without or with me, but preferably the latter. I was keen for Sandra to enjoy the thrill of having two cocks together again. I knew the time was ripe for her to once again be fucked by a man other than myself and I was determined to make it happen. I just wanted her to enjoy total sexual pleasure, unrestrained by convention.

I think that it was perhaps understandable that I never saw Keith during the following week; maybe this was just a coincidence but more likely, I suspect that he was just keeping out of my way. As Friday approached, Sandra was nervous and continually sexually excited. I had never know her so cock-hungry before, stimulated no doubt by the anticipation of having a new prick, which she deeply desired, thrust up inside of her and for her to devour and milk it dry. I think we fucked every day between their meetings and on Thursday night, whilst we screwed and laid plans, she told me that she really must let him fuck her very soon and admitted that she simply could not wait to feel him inside of her.

I chose for her a red micro-skirt with little white panties, no stockings and a blouse that easily opened. She looked far younger than her thirty-three years, with blue eyes, long auburn hair, gorgeous little butt and legs that could sell stockings. I knew that the sight of her would increase Keith's lust for her and that the time was very close for me to allow him full sexual access to her. When she was ready to leave, I kneeled down and lowered her panties, kissing her freshly trimmed and perfumed pussy, smelling and tasting what I knew she would soon be giving another man. I told her that she should enjoy herself and if possible to try to save his first penetration of her for us both to enjoy together. I emphasized that she must arrange for him to visit us both. Sandra said that she really would do her best but confessed to me that she was really horny and could not promise that she would not let Keith fuck her this night. I told her that I loved her and understood and that above all she was to have a super time and enjoy herself with him.

On this evening, Keith returned her much earlier, between 1am and 2 am. I was still sitting up watching late night TV although I must confess my mind was not on it. From about 11 PM, I knew that they could be having sex somewhere and by midnight, I assumed that they were actually doing it. I imagined her somewhere, in his car, in his flat, in his bed. Was his hand inside her? Was his cock inside her? Was she right now sucking his cock? Was her mouth or her cunt already now filled with his sperm? I was in turmoil until she walked into the room.

Sandra did not look so rumpled as on the first occasion and it was early, so I asked the obvious question. "What happened?"

She explained how they had a few drinks and went straight back to Keith's flat. They had been there from 10.30pm until just past 1am. She sat on my lap to tell me about it and my hand went to her knickers; they were saturated. Was it her lubricant or was it his semen? I had an enormous hard on and could not wait to fuck her, knowing that another man had been enjoying her body.

Her panties came off quickly in my hand and I threw her down on the chair, dropped my trousers and without any further preliminaries, thrust my rigid cock, deep to the hilt in my wife's wet cunt. My prick worked in and out of the wetness as I questioned her and I knew that at that very moment I was really expecting and hoping that she had committed adultery.

She surprised me by telling me that Keith had tried desperately to fuck her and that she had really wanted to let him. It appears that he had her tits out within minutes of their arrival at his flat and he sucked and fondled them for ages, working her into a sexual state. Whilst I fucked her, she detailed how his hands went up her miniskirt and into the tiny brief panties that I had chosen and which offered no protection against his invasive fondling. She told me how he finger-fucked her, first with two and then with three fingers and brought her to several climaxes, through her panties, which she had kept on.

I asked her what did with his prick and what was it like? I was curious as to what he was like and what I was to expect to see when he finally fucked her.

"I was feeling him up through his trousers Frank. When he unzipped his fly my hand sort of dived in to check him out. God, he was so rock hard, that I found it really difficult to extract it from his pants."

I asked about his size and she told me that it was quite a lot larger than my own. I asked if she had wanted it up her there and then and she confessed that she was crazy with desire to have him fuck it into her. Even as she was confessing her experiences to me, I was fucking her; thrusting my dick deep into her body and heightening even further, the raw lust that another man had aroused in her.

"You should have let him fuck you Darling!" I told her.. "You know that you intend to have him soon anyway don't you?"

She pouted her lips and replied, "I know lover but I did promise that I would wait until you could watch him fucking me!"

"You promised no such thing, you little devil! You told me that you might have to let him have you all the way, but I admire your loyalty. Did you give him a climax with your mouth or by hand?"

She told me how it felt when Keith stood her up and rubbed his exposed cock up against her cunt, through her panties. She explained how he was so worked up that he just shot his load all over her cunt but without actually entering her. Knowing that her pubic area was already wet with his sperm, I was overcome with lust and filled her wet slit with a hot creamy load.

"Oh yes, that's where I wanted it, right up my cunt." She gasped as her own orgasm started to overwhelm her and she feverishly recalled Keith's large and powerful cock jetting his hot juice over her skin. I reassured her that even in a few days, she would be receiving his sperm deep into her body and upon hearing this she cried out in ecstasy, thanking me and loving me for encouraging her adulterous enjoyment.

"When have you arranged to meet him again Darling?" I asked.

"He is coming to dinner on Tuesday evening." She replied, adding "I told him that I would let him fuck me next week and I told him that I would tell you all about this evening. He is very apprehensive!"

I was not surprised that he would be nervous, but I was surprised that she would be so bold as to force the issue out into the open so quickly. I felt that this was a sure sign of her increasing liberation and urgent desire to experience the full enjoyment of sexual promiscuity.

On Sunday lunchtime, I knew just where Keith would be. The pub was not yet crowded and I went to the bar and ordered a drink, sending one over to where he stood at the bar. He didn't have much choice other than to acknowledge it by coming over to the table, which I had just taken, and joining me there. My objective was firstly to reassure him that I knew of his assignations and that I didn't mind. Secondly, to improve upon the good rapport which we already had. Keith was never a close personal friend but we had always seemed to like each other during our brief relationship.

I talked about cricket and other unimportant matters and when a stunning looking girl entered the bar I took the opportunity to turn the conversation by commenting that, "I wouldn't mind some of that!" Once we started talking about girls, it was not difficult to talk about sex and at one point, I casually threw in a comment along the lines of: "You certainly left my wife nicely turned on for me, last week!" He was at ease with the situation now and replied, "I do hope that you didn't mind. Sandra is a beautiful woman!" I told him that she was a big girl, who could make her own decisions and after all, I had been no angel either. We spoke about pornography and I mentioned that she was very turned on by blue movies. "Perhaps you could bring one or two to our house on Tuesday?" I suggested.

Keith and I got rather drunk together and whilst I made no promises, nor said anything too explicit, there can have been no doubt in his mind that when he came to dinner, he could expect something to happen. After all, you are not invited by the husband of a woman whom you have all but fucked, to show her pornography in her own home, unless there is an understanding that it might go further than just watching. There was no doubt in my mind that he was now far more relaxed about his impending visit and that he must be aware that we would probably have her "Two-up." I had already mentioned to him that I enjoyed 'two men in a girl' scenario and he had commented on his curiosity as to what that experience would be like.

Early on Tuesday evening, when Sandra had cooked the meal and I had chilled the wine, we had decided upon her clothing. We considered the possibility of another micro-mini, to show-off her legs but I persuaded her to go for a silk-like jump suit. It was one piece, button down to the waist, low neck, in mauve, with jazzy yellow and red design. She was doubtful and asked what should she wear beneath it. I told her that she must wear absolutely nothing beneath it. She bathed and tried it on for effect. Her nipples showed prominently as the silky material teased them into erection and the tight fit around her bum, with no tell tale panty-lines made it obvious that to stroke her, was just like stroking bare flesh. Dainty gold shoes and long earrings completed the effect, together with a very sensual perfume. By 7.30pm we were ready and awaiting his call. We were discussing our thoughts on what was to occur.

F. "Are you nervous?"

S. "Of course I am, it will seem odd with you being here with us."

F. "I was with you when you screwed Garry."

S. "Yes, but I didn't pick up Garry alone and he never made any moves on me before the event."

F. "Don't worry, you will have a ball, (Or four)."

S. "You sure that you won't mind me fucking him?"

F. "No, I want it to happen. Fuck him to a standstill."

S. "I am really dying to feel him inside of me."

F. "It won't be long now; he will come right up you and I shall have you immediately and pump another load up you whilst you are still filled with it."

S. "God, you say the most awful things! They make me so randy!"

She was downing her third large Scotch when the doorbell rang. We argued briefly about who should answer it but I went, to make him feel at ease right from the start. When he entered the room the look between them was electric. He gave her a polite sort of kiss and commented on how attractive she looked. I poured him a very large scotch, plus another top-up for Sandra and myself. We made small talk, mostly about mutual acquaintances, then sat down to dinner.

We each had a Dover sole, served with mushrooms, peas and new potatoes, washed down with a nice Chablis. The wine and spirits flowed freely and the conversation more bawdy and animated. It frequently turned to sex and she asked him a lot about other women in his life. After dinner, we sat, or rather sprawled around the lounge. I dimmed the lights and played some soft music. Sandra wanted to dance and I obliged first, encouraging him by boldly feeling her pert little bottom.

"Why are you doing that to me? You know how randy it makes me!" She said loudly enough for him to hear our conversation and to join in, if he wished.

"You tell me why you're wearing no underwear and I'll tell you why I am feeling you up." I replied.

"Surely I don't need to wear underwear in my home? I am quite safe here." She retorted for Keith's benefit.

"Are you sure about that? You know what a randy mood I am in! Why don't you dance with her Keith?"

Keith got to his feet and took her in his arms, dancing slowly with her, very closely. I went to the kitchen and made a start on the washing-up, no kidding!

Several sound tracks later, I re-entered the lounge, half expecting them to be on the sofa but they were still dancing. His hands were groping her freely; clenching her buttocks and moving around her pubes, his fingers running down the crack of her arse, feeling her up through the smooth fabric. They were kissing passionately.

Sandra turned to me, leaving him and came into my arms; we kissed deeply and I saw that her buttons were now open to the waist where he had pulled her tits out, to feel and suckle. I decided to up the anti a bit and speed things up, so I took the jump suit by the shoulders and pulled it right down to her waist, leaving her topless. My mouth went on to her tits, kissing the nipples alternately and squeezing the globes. She was very hot. I turned her to face Keith, still holding her from behind and kissing her neck, nibbling her ear lobes, as I tweaked her nipple and dived my other hand down her waist to fondle her pubes. She was very very wet down there and Keith was very very excited!




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 2



"Did you manage to find any blue films Keith? I have a video set up in our bedroom!"

Keith confirmed that he had brought three films, two of which we had seen and so we decided to show the third.

"Why are you pulling up your top Sandra?" Asked Keith "I much prefer to see it down!"

"Why don't you take it right off?" I suggested. "I am sure that the both of us would prefer that."

My lovely wife said nothing, but kicked off her shoes and stepped out of the jump suit, stark naked.

"Now who is over-dressed?" She asked. "Why don't you both get some off?"

Both Keith and I undressed down to our underpants. He wore a snazzy little brief, common enough now but hardly seen in those days. "My! You are a big boy." She said.

"You should know!" Keith replied. He was obviously much more confident now that we had reached this stage of the relationship. We all laughed and I said something about getting it in the right place, next time.

I took the film to the bedroom and loaded it into the video recorder. When I returned to collect them, my wife had her hands inside his pants and his rigid cock was sticking out above it. Keith's cock was thick and long, probably over seven inches. She was fondling it longingly. They followed me into the bedroom and we all climbed on the bed. I started the video.

The film concerned wife swapping, with a spinning bottle used to select partners and four couples filmed having sex. It was very explicit and horny, with plenty of big cocks, shooting plenty of spunk, into plenty of mouths and cunts. One very good scene showed a man having two girls and both Keith and I commented on how we would like to try that. Sandra teased us that each of us could never properly satisfy one girl.

As the film progressed, both Keith and I fondled her naked body. Her eyes remained mostly on the action on the screen but her hands hardly left Keith's cock. Towards the end, I moved between her legs and buried my face in her pussy. I licked Sandra slowly, sometimes just teasing her clit, brushing against it and once or twice, gently inserting the tip of my tongue in her anus. She was getting very hot and by the time I really started to devour her, she had moved her head down to his groin and was working Keith's big prick deep and ever deeper into her mouth.

It was really happening at last and for the second time ever, my lovely wife was having sex with another man right in front of me. The sight of Keith pumping his huge cock into those soft lips that I had kissed so many times, aroused an intense feeling in me. I could imagine that any moment, his thick creamy sperm would be jetted into her mouth. She was trying to speak but he had too much cock in her. She couldn't take it to the hilt but she certainly had the best part of his length in there, way past her tongue and obviously in the very back of her throat. Meanwhile, her hands were on his heavy balls, fondling them and then kissing them and even sucking them. She simply couldn't get enough of his sexual equipment.

Eventually, on a partial withdrawal, she implored one of us to fuck her. I was already in position between her wide-open thighs and in a flash; my stiff cock slid up into her, whilst her new lover resumed his activities in fucking her mouth. I was dying to come off but equally I wanted to remain stiff and hard for the witnessing of his penetration and his spunking of her.

I withdrew and moved my cock to her face. She took it in her mouth and Keith inserted his alongside. She was in heaven with two hard male organs deep in her mouth and she sucked both of them hungrily. Keith moved down between her legs and at last I witnessed what she and I had both wanted. I watched in fascination as his big cock slid slowly and purposefully, into her cunt. She moaned with desire and after a couple of slow insertions, Keith thrust deeply and powerfully into her, ramming his whole rod deep up my wife. She shrieked with passion, pain and desire as he fucked her for possibly a couple of dozen of these cock assaults, in the middle of which, she started into orgasm. Keith asked was it safe for him to fill her and I assured him that being on the pill, she would take as much of his spunk as he could possibly give her, right into her uterus.

After riding her for ten minutes or so in this position, she wanted to take control and asked him to lie on his back. Once she climbed on board and used her hand to feed him into her now very wet and open pussy; she proceeded to bounce up and down, taking it to the hilt. After watching this for a while, I wanted some more action and from behind her, I pulled her on to her back whilst still impaled on her lover's prick. He knelt between her thighs but before thrusting back up her, started to plough up and down her slit, rubbing his cock-head over her clit, whilst I fucked her pretty mouth. She was in a chaotic state; climaxing more frequently than I ever thought possible. Both Keith and I were very verbal with her, he telling her how he had wanted to fuck her from the day he first saw her and me telling her of the pleasure I got from seeing her being satisfied by another man.

I moved down towards Keith for a better view of his incursions into my wife. The tip of his glans had opened and there was a lot of milky come, which was being smeared all over Sandra's cunt. I commented on this for her benefit, saying how exciting it was to see her spunked up by another man. Keith said though, that he had not come but was just intentionally leaking some over her, to lubricate her for us. I admired his total control but urged him to "Fuck it all the way up her."

I moved down to kiss her face whilst she climaxed again on her lover's cock. I nibbled her ears and whispered how I loved her and even as I spoke these words of encouragement, I heard Keith groan and saw his arse thrusting even harder up into her. I held her very close, gazing into her eyes, even whilst her cunt and womb were now being flooded with the hot creamy spunk that another man was jetting into her. I felt their joint convulsions as his orgasm synchronised with hers. Her body shuddered and I saw and felt his loins thrusting, almost tearing into her. I gained an excellent view of his big weapon as it exploded into her. I think that she was almost oblivious to my attentions as she strained to milk her lover dry and for a long time after ejaculation, he continued to pump into her, making her groan with desire.

In her afterglow, she lay there, looking sexy and desirable. Keith turned off the video, which was noisily showing snow. I had seen his cock withdraw from her, covered with spunk. I knew that when I entered her, I could expect to wallow in the fruits and evidence of her adulterous coupling. She grabbed me tightly, kissing me passionately.

The sensation of sliding into your wife's body when it is wide open and spunk-drenched from another man is absolutely gorgeous. The cunt is too relaxed to grip your cock so tightly as normal but instead, there is a different and equally delicious sensation that of a welcoming warm wetness, in which to bathe one's cock. A 'wetness' sprung from untrammelled lust and wantonness that you personally have encouraged, revelling in the promiscuity of your wife. The ultimate in adultery is the bathing of ones prick in the hot, thick, potent, creamy spunk, which you have encouraged her to milk from another man or men's cock, in lewd acts of adultery. My cock met no resistance and as I watched it moving easily in and out of her love-tunnel, I saw even in the poor light, that I was coated with her lover's thick milky sperm.

I lifted her bum and worked Keith's spunk up the crease of her arse. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and saw her take his limp, but still very large cock into her mouth again. When her buttocks were well clear of the bed, I started to work my knob head slowly into her bottom. It was not difficult with his sperm lubricating everything so well. Keith didn't know exactly what was happening down below but she and I did; it was our favourite game of sliding my cock back and forth between anus and vagina, penetrating both alternately. I didn't sodomise her completely, preferring to take her from behind for that particular delight but several times, I did work up to half of my cock length into her rectum, pushing plenty of Keith's spunk up there.

Keith was talking to her as she sucked him partially erect, telling her how he hoped to fuck her regularly, if I would let them. My cock was back in her cunt and being able to hold back no longer, I thrust very violently, to the hilt and started shooting great gobs of spunk right up her cunt, mixing with Keith's semen and her own frothy lubricant. She came off violently on my cock, shouting obscenities and behaving really lewdly as I spunked her; no longer the Sandra I used to know.

The experience was every bit as magic as with Garry and in some ways even better. One little fling might have been due to a lapse into almost unintended deviancy but a second, so soon, with another man was proof that my wife was happy to be shared with others and could be encouraged to take on a more adventurous and even rather promiscuous role. I knew that other men would follow Keith and reasoned that her conquest tonight, would further heighten her appetite for fresh cock.

We each knew that we had to have a lot more sex that night. She ran out to the bathroom with spunk running down her legs, a sight that I would witness many times and always enjoyed, where she cleaned herself up. This was long before our more decadent days when I preferred to leave her full of cream or even clean her with my own tongue.

Keith complimented me on my wife; I could see that he was bowled over by her, especially when I told him that he was only the second man to have had her, but me. He asked if he could fuck her again this very night and I replied that she would very disappointed if he didn't do just that. He asked did I think that he should come off in her mouth? I told him that in her present horny mood she would take it any way from him and by all means to shoot his next load down her throat but to make sure that she has at least a couple of good orgasms first. He thrilled me telling me that he couldn't wait to make her drink it.

We made some strong coffee, followed by some large brandies and then decided to watch the other videos although we had all seen them before. The first showed a very pretty and very young Swedish girl being fucked in the mouth to full completion by at least a dozen or more different cocks; always just one at a time and each one showed only her face, head and shoulders and the man's dick. It was probably shot over two or three different sessions, although the locations looked the same. The girl just loved drinking it and talking about drinking it. Each ejaculation was really close up, where you saw the cock pulsating and jetting and many different textures, colours and quantities of male sperm in an on her lips and over her face, even into her open mouth where she drank it like a Pinacolada. After each mouth and face full, she described the experience. Long before the end of it, Sandra was being fondled between the two of us, for we never allowed her to dress after her first shafting.

The second movie showed a girl being fucked and debauched by two men. Sandra and I had viewed it once, many months before. The brunette was fucked in almost every position in the Karma Sutra and was in one scene explicitly sodomised whilst fellating the other man. It was heavy stuff and very rousing. I knew that the plot developed into the entry of a third man but around this part of the film, we lost interest. I saw that Keith was getting ready to fuck my wife again; a real life scene that I was anxious not only to watch but to assist and encourage.

By the time I was starting to take serious notice, she was breathing very heavily, her legs slightly parted and he had two fingers up her. I continued tweaking her nipple and nuzzling her ear lobe and Keith slid down between her thighs, still naked. His face was soon buried deep in my wife's cunt and I watched as she spread her legs open wide to improve his access to her. On reflection now, I wish I had been bold enough to hold her pussy lips open for her lover to enjoy her better; that would have been nice but alas, it never occurred to me then. It would have been a further indication to both of them my complete agreement to their adulterous coupling.

Her heavy breathing turned to low moans of desire and lust as his skilful tongue worked her clit, to a frenzy. My tongue was in her mouth when I felt her tremble, then shudder as the first orgasm ripped through her. I urged her to take it and in no time at all, she was into a second even heavier climax. She shrieked as it overwhelmed her whole body and I whispered into her ear that I just had to fuck her now. I asked her, did she want my prick up her? (Not that I expected a refusal).

She muttered lowly, for me to fuck her quickly and I could see that she was back into a state of heightened lust, the likes of which I had never seen before. I directed Keith, up to her head and soon I had my cock where her new lover's tongue had just been. She had not really closed up after the first session, the outer lips of her pussy were fat and engorged with blood, her inner lips showed pink and prominent and her clit was fully visible with the hood retracted. It was swollen and angry and demanded yet more attention after Keith's skilful oral assault on it.

I rubbed my cock head over her clitoris, depositing a little milky fluid on it to lubricate it. I then spent at least ten minutes, teasing her by stroking my shaft along her valley, slipping and sliding over her clit, up to the hood and parting her fine, red pubic hair. Occasionally I inserted my organ but only slowly, to a half-length. Keith was whispering in her ear and kissing her mouth and her pulsating cunt was telling all; she was super-aroused and just dying for a cock to be thrust violently up her.

Eventually, I could wait no longer and just had to appease her. Without any warning, I stuck my pole straight up her eager cunt, to the hilt, withdrew and repeated the almost vicious lunge, five or six times, shaking her body with the force of it. I watched her head jerk back with every thrust. Her breathing increased faster and faster. Keith held her breasts and steadied her body as I fucked deeply into this lovely woman whom I watched act like a perfect slut and who at that moment simply could not get enough cock to satisfy her needs.

I was too near to spunking her, to continue and knew that in her present state of lust, she would yet need a lot more sex, therefore I asked Keith to come and fuck her and urged him to "Shag the arse off her." (She told me later that she loved to hear me tell him this). My cock was quickly stuck into her mouth, preventing her speaking, as I talked dirty to her, describing my view of Keith's big cock, steaming into her honey pot, with the same speed and urgency as my own so recently had. I asked her, would she like a third man there with us to help and she nodded. When I asked if she would like four or five of us, she was not so sure and just looked at me quizzically, but she never shook her head!

Having fucked her for ten minutes or so in this position, Keith wanted to take her from behind. He told her how he was in love with her bum and that he wanted to shaft her whilst he felt it pushed up against him. I left her mouth and he soon had her bending over the foot of our bed. She showed neither modesty nor embarrassment, despite her bum being up in the air, her legs parted, showing her cunt and anus to the world. It was a beautifully inviting sight and Keith could not resist. He just ran his pole once or twice through her furrow and then I watched it slide straight up into her, slowly and deliberately until she was tight to him like two spoons.

I sat down on the floor beneath them and watched for a long while as he fucked my wife in this position. He varied his speed and length of stroke, sometimes gentle, sometimes partially withdrawn and teasing and every so often he would ram it right up her in a fearful penile assault, jerking her whole body as he exercised his lust on her and used her for his pleasure. I moved to her face and was kissing her, talking to her and urging her to accept the deep fucking that she was getting. I asked her was she ready to be spunked by him again and she nodded. I told her that she would have to really ask him for it because he wanted her to drink the next load. Eventually, she needed his cream in her womb, so much that she did just this, begging him for it in the crudest possible language, asking him to "Empty his bollocks up her." I moved back down and was only a few inches from her pussy when his first hot load jetted deep into her sopping wet cunt. Despite his desire to have me watch him spunking her in her mouth, he was too overwhelmed by her gorgeous bum and by her provocative language, to wait for her mouth and had no choice but to spunk her again.

It was a truly beautiful sight, watching from so close, her lover's cock disgorging his sperm deep into my wife. I knew that she was in heaven, taking all she could get from him and she certainly got the lot. Once or twice on the outward stroke, his prick left her body and I witnessed the fountain of thick cream, which was still being ejaculated from his cock, then it rapidly disappeared inside her again. His loins were thrusting up into her, his cock was white and wet and spunky and she was almost crying with pleasure. It took Keith a long time to completely drain his big ball bag into my wife (and whilst it did not in those days, appeal to me, I would perhaps in time, have assisted in the process).

Having confirmed that he was completely emptied into her, I moved behind her, taking his place and once again enjoyed the heavenly sensation of screwing into a pool of another man's semen. The feeling was sensational, especially as I had witnessed it all being pumped into her. She was saturated with his love cream and had produced much of her own also. I could not help but wonder, if there was something wrong with a situation where I was revelling in my wife's adultery and promiscuity? Was I very odd in encouraging an excess of lust for other men in her? I have since of course enjoyed sufficient experiences elsewhere, to know that my "perverted" desires are not unusual, in imaginative people.

My cock thrust yet again into my adorable wife, pistoning in and out of her love tube and frequently ploughing along her canal, sometimes even making partial entries to her anus, where I was gradually working her lover's semen, with my cock head. She was "lost in space", almost too overwhelmed to concentrate but just resting there, enjoying the sensation of awaiting another load of man-cream to flow into her hungry cunt. She needed to experience again, the seal of approval of her adultery, by her husband, by receiving his sperm to mix with that of her lover.

Keith had moved to my previous position on the floor and his face was now very close to Sandra's love slit, when my own sperm started jetting into her. I was super-aroused by the sight of their blatant fornication and it did not take long for me to discharge another huge load of spunk both inside her and all over her pubes and anus, even as her lover watched the act.

We were exhausted and could take no more. Keith suggested that he should leave, as it was by now past midnight. Sandra insisted that he should stay the night; this was not unusual for friends of ours and in the morning, our very young children would not find this very odd, to have a stranger at the breakfast table. He was relieved and grateful for the offer.

Tired as we were, our brains were reeling with the enormity of the sexual deviancy which we had indulged and whilst our lust was completely slaked we felt compelled to continue the enjoyment of the act by discussing it in our bed. Keith used a small bedroom next door to ours. I held her closely to me, frequently feeling between her legs for proof of what we had done. She could not respond sexually, (thank goodness) but we talked for more than an hour about our emotions and needs, during which, she promised that I should enjoy another woman very soon. This was as a "thank you" for the pleasure I had given her by encouraging both of her extra-martial sexual acts.




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 2



She did confess that she had fantasised about being gang-fucked or even gang-raped but was too timid to go so far as to explore the real possibility. (In fact, it was four years later that she enjoyed this experience with me). She explained to me, her enjoyment of both acts of consented adultery, in terms of her pride in satisfying two men and in the secrecy and intrigue of having indulged in a taboo world, of which her friends could never even know, let alone share. I explained to her, my feelings of pride when I witnessed the total lust that she could invoke in other men and also my feeling of joy in possessing such a sex-pot, whose appetite was proven to be greater than any of my friends' wives.

At nearly four o'clock in the morning, we were still awake talking, when we heard Keith go to the loo for a leak. She said to me, "Frank! I want him here with us, in our own bed! Do you mind? I don't need him to do anything but I need to lie between you both."

I called him softly, so as not to risk waking the kids and he came to our room. She invited him to our bed and once inside she turned her back to me, kissing him passionately and desperately.

Despite being very tired, I listened to them talking privately. She was reassuring him that he would have her fairly regularly in the future and that I wholeheartedly approved of this arrangement. He was telling her that he had never known a woman who could display such lust and how jealous he was of me.

The movements beneath the covers told me that they were gradually resuming sexual activity and my hand between her thighs, soon found Keith's fingers joining me in exploring the spunk-drenched love cave which we had so deftly plundered during the evening. I was starting to harden again and turned on the dim bedside light, to illuminate the scene, in order to drink in the vivid images of my wife playing the part of a wanton whore. She moved down the bed and started to suck both pricks in turn; occasionally, we would get both of them in her mouth together. Keith soon kneeled up, above her face and offered his now very stiff cock, to her hungry mouth. I knew that he would soon achieve his earlier goal of ejaculating his full load into her mouth.

As she sucked him off, greedily and noisily, her hands wandered all over his body. On reaching between his legs, she fondled Keith's heavy balls, and even stroked from his perineum, up and around the vent of his arse. The poor guy lost control at that point and I watched his genitalia pulse as he started shooting his third load of the night, right between her pretty, sexy lips. I recall actually seeing through her partially open mouth, his love cream jetting from his glans as he jerked and called out in passion. When she heard him shout, she took him all the way in her mouth and held him there, letting him fuck her face and encouraging his balls to empty into her throat. I watched the veins on his prick pulsating in his ejaculation and watched her throat working to drain him; milking him, swallowing his sperm, drinking the last dregs of spunk from his ball bag as she displayed her total lust for him. Her lips were coated with his ivory coloured sperm. I felt total pride in my lovely wife who had shown both and I how much she could enjoy sex with other men in front of her husband.

I was amazed at how much she had obviously drained from him, considering that she had taken another two loads from him, up her pussy, during the late evening. Sandra never did have a real fetish about drinking semen, neither was she repulsed by it. I had come in her mouth many times over the previous years but she did not like it very regularly and usually took it quite passively. On this occasion, it was different; I could see the enjoyment she was deriving from tasting and savouring a new flavour of cream from a fresh source. No doubt the earlier video had heightened all of our expectations about spunk-drinking but I must confess that despite being really horny and excited at watching the milking of him straight down her throat, I did feel a little jealous. I never recalled her drinking mine quite as enthusiastically as that before. However the fact that Keith was the first man, other than me, whom she had taken the full ejaculation in the mouth was an added bonus to this night of lovemaking. I was very proud when he said that he had just never, ever had such a perfect blow job as that before, in his entire life. I was certain that he was speaking the truth. Later that morning, after he left, she confessed to me that she was determined to equal, or improve on the performance of the young Swedish girl in the video.

It now only remained for me to get my rocks off into her again, thus making it a half dozen creamings that she took that night. I was tempted to fuck her in the arse so that Keith could fully witness the extent of her sexual capability but something told me that what she needed was tender loving and another load of my spunk bathing her fevered womb. Keith lay beside her, recovering his composure and fondling her breasts, whilst I positioned myself between her open thighs and slid my penis up into lovely, welcoming pussy.

I fucked her for a long time, but only slowly and gently. Keith caressed her and whispered very flattering but very rude things in her ear. Sandra pulled my face into hers and kissed me passionately. Her tongue worked deep into my mouth and my own tongue returned the compliment, licking and sucking and probing her mouth, into which I had just witnessed Keith fill with his thick warm sperm. We each knew the other's thoughts, how completely lascivious was our kissing in this circumstance and whilst I sensed no taste or trace of semen, which she had swallowed, I was well aware that her mouth would have still held a lot more than just its traces.

Our finale arrived with my whispering in her ear, to tell me if she was ready for it. She squeezed me warmly, nodding and whispering "Yes, fill me." My body was too drained to have retained much semen, nevertheless I did feel it flowing into her as I climaxed and her hands clenched my buttocks, pulling me into her as she too had a small climax.

Keith decided to get dressed and leave. I saw him to the door and asked him to fuck her again soon. I returned to our bedroom, which looked like a battlefield and cuddled up to my wife who told me that she had just enjoyed the best experience of her life.

In the morning, when she dressed, I noticed a huge bruise on her right breast where Keith had love-bitten her. We had no energy to screw again and I had to prepare for work. The following evening, we had our best ever, private sex, talking over the experience. To my surprise she suggested contact magazines in which we would find other like minded couples so that I too could experience the sort of variety that she had now enjoyed. Needless to say we both had powerful orgasms that night as the excitement of what we had shared last night and would share in the future, fired our imagination.

Just a few days later, Keith invited her to his flat for an afternoon whilst I was working. I watched her leave the house and walk down the road, in the sunshine, blue denim hot pants, tight up the crease of her arse and crisp white blouse. Any man seeing her would have lusted after her but I alone knew that her jaunty sexy stride was taking her to an assignation where she would have two or three hours of fornication and adultery which I had procured for her enjoyment. During that afternoon as I worked, I thought about her constantly. I knew exactly what she was getting and my appetite for her, when she returned was enormous. She arrived completely wrecked and spunk-drunk, bearing all the evidence of having a good shagging and I enjoyed her to the full, as she re-lived for me, every little detail of what he gave her and vice versa. We never saw Keith again, for shortly afterwards he left the area, nevertheless she often talked about him when we made love and even many years after the event, we enjoyed talking about the episode and reliving it yet again.

To Be Continued...



Sandra's Passions...Ch. 3



The Story of a Woman's Sexual Awakening
Chapter Three: Sandra's Continued Liberation


It did not take Vincenzo long to answer my reply to his advertisement; it was the first time that I ever acted upon a contact magazine's services and this act was in itself, an adventure for us. I did not know at that time that for many years afterwards, such magazines would reward me with dozens of adventures involving the sharing of wives with other men, some including acts of wildest eroticism, far beyond my (then) wildest imagination. I had little idea that so many men delighted in seeing their young and beautiful wives being licked, fucked and even buggered by the bold strangers, who would confidently take them right in front of their husbands' eager gaze. 

Instinctively, I knew that the sexual act, in which a woman enjoyed two men, was something that I identified with. Not only was I about to instigate it for the third time within a year, with my own wife but this time, unlike the previous opportunistic occasions, the act would be coolly premeditated. I already suspected by then that I could also enjoy taking the reverse role and often imagined thrusting my cock up a gorgeous young wife whilst her husband watched me screw her and encouraged me to every sexual excess with her. The more I fantasised about inseminating another man's wife with my spunk and for her husband to bathe his cock in my leavings, so the more I wanted to have my own wife inseminated with the sperm of other men. I needed the thrill of fucking into Sandra after she had wantonly allowed them to cream her fevered womb.

You may wonder why she chose Vincenzo's advertisement in particular? Well, his description was such that it really appealed to her, for she had often admired dark, Mediterranean types and whilst he was not married, he referred to another woman being available. I think that by now, Sandra was starting to feel a little guilty about having all the fun and wanted to reward me. His stated age was a little older than we were and he sounded very sophisticated. She thought that with his undoubted greater experience, he would command the situation and possibly teach us a thing or two. On this last thought she was not wrong!

His photograph heightened her sexual expectations; tall, slim, dark complexion, good even teeth showing in a flashing smile, in fact looking like an Italian film star. He was then still in Italy but about to visit England for two months and laying appropriate plans. We sent him two photographs of Sandra, one facial and the other, of her naked on the bed with legs slightly spread and holding her breast. He responded and sent us one of him with him standing totally naked and supporting an enormous erection. With it was a letter in almost perfect English, the contents of which I do not remember exactly but I do recall, really blew her mind, in its eroticism. Vincenzo was certainly the man for the job.

He described Maria as his traveling companion and she sounded gorgeous but unfortunately, he did not have a photograph available. He wrote to say that she was a professional model, which sounded innocent enough then, but I since came to realise, could have meant almost anything. Sandra was excited and read his long, horny letter time and time again during the remaining days prior to his arrival. His words were very complimentary about her face and figure and he assured her that he was very experienced and that he could not wait to make love to her, hinting also that Maria might like to enjoy her also. However, at that time, Sandra was vehemently against the idea of attempting lesbian sex and made it clear that this would not happen, much to my disappointment.

They had arranged to stay in London and it was decided that they would visit our home in the second week of their stay. It was only their third evening in London when Vincenzo telephoned us. I picked up the phone and recognised him immediately from his accent. We exchanged pleasantries and it was not long before he was telling me quite boldly, how he was looking forward to fucking my wife. I had not until then, ever heard any man being so explicit, concerning what he intended to do sexually, with my wife. I found this an incredible turn-on and subsequently used the same technique to great advantage, when years later, I was working my way through many wives with their husbands' help and encouragement.

Sandra came to the telephone and spoke with him. I could see how excited she was getting and she was actually blushing. I stoked her breasts whilst she verbally flirted with him and the more I did this, the more animated and explicit was her conversation. I recall her telling him such things as. "Yes I would love to do that with you" and "No, I have never taken it that way yet" etc. We screwed that night with added passion and I knew in my heart that in her imagination, it was Vincenzo who was making love to her and creaming her. On the eve of their visit, he telephoned again. It was late evening and we had just gone to bed. She arose and took the call in the hallway and when I realised that it was Vincenzo, I too arose and sat with her on the floor of the hallway as she spoke to the man whom she knew was going to fuck her the next day. It was a very long telephone conversation and very heated. She had worn very little in bed and was thus almost naked there in the hall. I took the opportunity to pleasure her so I masturbated her, whilst Vincenzo made love to her verbally, on the telephone. Her replies told me just how graphic were his remarks and I could see how this turned her on.

I spoke to Maria on this occasion and this was quite thrilling except, that my lack of experience made me much more timid than he had been with my wife. Furthermore, her command of English language was quite poor so we had a little difficulty in understanding each other, which made the conversation more funny, than erotic.

When at last she put the phone down and we retired to bed, her pussy was very wet. The fact that she was lubricating so much for this stranger who had so excited her, really thrilled me and again we fucked whilst talking about him constantly. When my semen was spurting up into her pussy I was reminding her how; "This time tomorrow it will be Vincenzo whose spunk will be filling you!" She loved it and didn't hesitate to remind me, that whilst she was enjoying this decadent act, my own semen would be filling Maria, something I certainly hadn't forgotten about!

We sat in the lounge, early evening; having got rid of the kids to relatives. I can recall, even now, how beautiful she looked and more painfully, how our meagre bank balance was depleted, after she had completed a day's shopping for her lover's benefit. She faced me across the room, sipping a large scotch and her crotch was clearly visible beneath her gold coloured mini dress. Red patented stilettos and similarly bright red junk jewelry added to the effect which was certainly sexy, albeit a little 'tarty'. Just a thin film of bright red fabric covered her crotch, which was part of her red underwear. She wore matching red bra and briefs, both almost transparent and a black garter belt and black stockings. We were both very nervous and she teased me by opening her legs and showing off her pussy.

When the doorbell rang, we argued over who should answer it and of course, I lost. When I opened the front door, Vincenzo was instantly recognisable from his pictures. He wore an expensive looking grey coat with black astrakhan collar. Maria certainly lived up to his description and my expectations. She was wearing a red coat, with bright red lipstick and jet black hair. She had high cheekbones and dazzling smile plus very big, brown eyes. I started to shake hands with Vincenzo but he embraced me on the doorstep. I hoped that nobody was watching for this act would at that time, have been regarded with a lot more curiosity than it would invoke nowadays. Maria and I exchanged kisses and I recall how she not only looked, but also smelled, simply gorgeous.

When I showed them into the lounge Sandra got up to greet our visitors. Maria first, where the cheek to cheek kissing, now so familiar to us all, was a little confusing to Sandra but she then went to Vincenzo where without any other preliminaries, it was a deeply passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other and his hands groping her everywhere. It was obvious to me that there would be no problems with 'breaking the ice' with this particular suitor.

Drinks were served and they had kindly brought us a small gift from Italy. They had previously declined dinner; nevertheless we had small snacks and settled down to chat about our experiences. We found what they had to say, very enlightening. They had previously swung in England, on visits but most of their experiences were in France and Italy. The subsequent passage of time, confirmed most of what they told us, indicating that people are much the same, the world over.

The chat went on for an hour or so but time passed quickly and despite Maria's conversational difficulties, we found them very entertaining. A couple of visits to the kitchen and bathroom, etc., engineered a relocation of seating problem and then I was seated with the lovely Maria and my wife was opposite us, next to Vincenzo whose hand was on her knee.

As if by common agreement, talk stopped. Maria and I were kissing and I was fondling a pair of large, luscious breasts, much larger than Sandra's. By the time I had her blouse opened and my mouth at her nipple, Vincenzo's hand was right up Sandra's thighs and her panties came sliding down her legs. I was in heaven! You must remember that at this time, our combined sexual experiences had been limited to watching her perform. Sandra had never seen me do anything other than a quick grope of some female at a house party. I could not decide which was the most exciting, groping this gorgeous female with my wife's full permission or watching my lovely wife fornicating with a stranger. I think the former occupied most of my attention.

Both of my hands were up Maria's dress and I found that her panties were already very wet. My eager fingers soon explored beneath the flimsy material and found her luxurious, hairy pussy, already soaked with love juice. She opened her legs immediately and two, then three of my fingers slid up inside her as she murmured appreciatively. I gently explored the innermost secrets of this lovely woman, enjoying the heat and moisture of her body. The knowledge that I would soon be emptying my balls into her pussy was almost too much to bear. I treasured this moment of being able to examine her most intimate parts in such a relaxed and open manner.

In no time at all, her hips were moving against my hand violently and I deduced that she liked to be frigged hard. My hand worked faster and harder; opening her and banging her pubic bone and as I did so, her murmurs became moans, then gasps as she noisily climaxed through this first act of masturbation. During this performance, her own hand sought my cock and long before her orgasm, she had extracted it, with a little help from me. Her climax had hardly subsided, when her head went down to my lap and soon my hard prick was deep in that red, sexy mouth. Maria looked straight into my eyes as she sucked and licked my dick; making love to me not only with her skilled lips and tongue but also with roguish eye contact and sexy slurping sounds and grunts. I was held on the edge of orgasm for an eternity, imagining what it would feel like to empty my balls into the beautiful, moist aperture of that heavenly face.

I was determined not to come too quickly and eventually had to withdraw to prevent this. I looked down at her; clothes partly stripped away, tits exposed and legs spread lewdly, her mouth still open with expectation and lust. As soon as my cock left her mouth, her hand was in her cunt, frigging herself violently; never before had I seen a woman masturbate publicly and she appeared to be the epitome of wanton, carnal, female lust.

Vincenzo's head was between Sandra's thighs, the gold dress was rolled up around her waist and the little red panties lay on the carpet. His skilful tongue worked on my wife and I watched her climax as she responded eagerly to this man, who until a couple of hours ago, she had never even met. Maria's eyes followed mine to view her partner as he aroused my wife. Her expression told me how inclined she was to join him in his enjoyment of Sandra but then she re-focused on me and removed her now rather bedraggled panties. Whilst she sat on the edge of the settee I sank between her open legs, on to my knees and thrust my stiff rod into her wet, eager slit, straight up to the hilt in its first penetration. My masturbation of her and her extreme lubrication eased my entry of her.

I commenced fucking Maria, with full, deep strokes. My excitement was intense for she really was a very beautiful woman and obviously very experienced. From the corner of my eye, I saw my wife watching me service this woman and her observation of the act seem to make it even more enjoyable. Most of Vincenzo's clothes were now gone apart from an open shirt and he was in the same position as myself, kneeling between a pair of open thighs and thrusting his prick boldly up the belly of a new woman.

The whole act seemed so decadent. Two men, each with the other's partner and taking their pleasure from servicing them. Two women, each with the other's partner, penetrating their bodies. All four quite unconcerned by convention and able to enjoy sex for its own sake, content to observe and be observed during the act of adultery. Taking added pleasure from their acts of combined voyeurism and exhibitionism.

Sandra's hips were thrusting up to meet Vincenzo's cock. He had pulled open the top of her dress and was caressing her breasts, the nipples hard with excitement as his prick lunged into her cunt, seeking her womb entrance. She was begging him to "Fuck me. Fuck me!" whilst he was responding in Italian, something which I could not comprehend but imagined to be quite obscene.

The delicious thought occurred to me that this woman of mine was now fast getting used to behaving like a tart and that indeed, she loved acting the role of a total whore. I knew that I would be seeing a lot more of this facet of her sexuality in the future and resolved to encourage her promiscuity. To see her behaving in such an uncontrollably loose and wanton manner, with a man whom I advertised to come and fuck her, confirmed my suspicions that almost any sexual scenario would be possible with her.

Ejaculating inside Maria was truly delicious. Her legs were wrapped around me and she was gasping in orgasm as my little trigger mechanism tripped and the pent up reservoir of spunk left my balls, tingled its way through my rod and spurted deep inside her cunt. I could hear Sandra crying out behind me whilst Maria was talking to me in Italian as my seed flowed into her love tube. On and on and on, the muscular contractions of my cock pumping into this woman. It seemed that I would never stop coming in her. Her physical response, the tightening of her cunt around my cock and the powerful grip of her legs as she pulled me into, her only heightened both our pleasures. I sank on to her breast, kissing her face and telling her what a marvellous lover she was. We were still united and her body was still twitching enjoying the sex act, long after mine was still.

Sandra had been stripped other than her black stockings and suspender belt and was now kneeling on the floor, face down on the settee. Vincenzo was behind her, stroking his thick pole up her, moving her whole body with the force of his thrusts. She looked so very sexy with her pert little bum framing that big, angry phallus and her noisy responses to his fucking of her, told me that insofar as my wife was concerned, there was only one man in the whole world who mattered right then, and it wasn't me! He gasped and thrust even more violently. As his body shuddered in climax, I saw his buttocks tense on the inward stroke and my wife joined him in orgasm. She pushed back onto him encouraging him to take her completely and give her his full load. Her gyrations on his large cock and groans of pleasure enhanced the event for all concerned. I watched in awe as she milked his seed from his big balls, knowing that this was only the fourth man who had ever inseminated her in her life. I also knew that she had been desperate to experience this sexual act with him and she had now been fulfilled. Those long restless nights she had lain in bed, thinking about Vincenzo flooding her secret place with his potent cream had now been realised.

When he withdrew from Sandra's love slit I saw a long stream of spunk, hanging like a thread from his still rigid cock head. Her cunt was open and inflamed and his sperm was oozing from it, as she lay there exhausted. My eye travelled back between Maria's open thighs where my own spunk was dribbling from her cunt. The scene was one of total sexual realisation that we had all worked so hard for.

We lay back, exhausted, each man with the other's partner, each woman inseminated with the illicit sperm of a new lover. The girls smiled at each other and complimented each other on how they had enjoyed being serviced by the other's man. We men laughed and joked about how great it felt to fuck each other's woman. All agreed that there would be more sexual acts before the night was over. To what extent, however, I was to be very pleasantly surprised.

The girls tidied themselves up, rearranged their clothing and make-up and prepared for a night out. Soon we were in my car, driving down to the town centre for a tour of the pubs and clubs. Sandra and I were both quite well known in the town and everywhere we went we would find people who knew us. In one of the pubs, comments were overheard by me to the effect that the 'foreign-looking guy' seemed to be rather more than friendly with my wife. Later, in another pub, an acquaintance talked to me in the gents' toilet, asking about the great looking dark haired girl whose arse I was fondling at the bar. I boasted of how I had already fucked her, to which he replied something like. "Lucky bastard".

Much later, we were in a late night drinking club, where we had all drunk quite a lot and were dancing to slow numbers; feeling-up each other's partner and causing quite a few raised eyebrows. I danced for a while with Sandra and we talked about the experience at home, some hours earlier.

S..."Did you enjoy having her"?

F..."Fantastic. She is so sexy!" 

S..."Sexier than me?"

F..."Nobody is sexier than you."

S..."I loved him fucking me. He is so strong. I never thought I would stop coming!"

F..."That's the fourth guy you've screwed this year. Aren't you ashamed?"

S..."Why should I be ashamed. You know how you love it."

F..."Yes, I guess I do. Will there be more?"

S..."Yes, I guess so."

F..."How does it feel to watch me fuck another girl?" 

S..."I enjoyed it, especially as her man was stuck up me whilst I watched you. You need to have your share of the fun as well, Darling!"

F..."I think that I gave her a good time!" 

S..."I know that you did! She told me in the ladies loo, how much she loved it and commented on what a good creaming you gave her. Not that I should be surprised at that!"

F..."Are we going to fuck them again when we get home?"

S..."I am certainly going to fuck him again. He has talked about nothing else, all evening."

I kissed her passionately, squeezing her buttocks and wondering what my friends and acquaintances here in the club, would think if only they knew that her belly was still filled with the spunk of another man. Particularly a man who had ejaculated into her, with my full approval and whom I had actually procured for her, especially for that reason. I also wondered what they would say if I told them that I was soon to fuck that lovely, sexy girl, dancing with Vincenzo and that he would fully approve of the act, whilst his cock would be ravishing Sandra.




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 3



Maria and I danced slowly, kissing and groping unashamedly. My hands were all over her and she obviously did not mind, no doubt due to the fact that she would probably never pass that way again. She smiled sexily at a group of guys who were eyeing my groping of her and I think they would have suspected that Vincenzo and my wife were 'having an affair' because his handling of her was so blatant. Sandra was in a teasing sort of mood and told me later, how she enjoyed advertising to the world, how another man was now screwing her. Something friends remarked on, to me later.

Back home, it was 2am and Maria was slightly the 'worse for wear'. The four of us had been screwing for over an hour, on our bed. My cocks had switched three or four times, from Sandra's cunt to Maria's mouth then from her cunt to Sandra's mouth. Both Vincenzo and I switched back and forth repeatedly between the girls' mouths and pussies. I was now in the 69 position with my Italian lady, my tongue buried in her wet slit, drinking her sexual juices and watching from between the cheeks of her luscious arse, Vincenzo shafting my wife like the proverbial 'Italian Stallion'. I thought that perhaps he had already come, for his cock was juice-soaked with a thick creamy fluid. It's powerful piston-like strokes were but a few inches from my face and my nostrils were filled with the aroma of raw sex as my wife's love slit was battered by his angry ram-rod.

Maria's thighs tightened yet again around my face; her moans and convulsions told me how my tongue-flicks on her clitoris were now making her climax yet again. This, together with the wild, erotic sight of Vincenzo's forceful fucking of my wife's cunt, sent me over the top completely and my cock throbbed as the contents of my balls shot along its length, into the warm, wet mouth which engulfed it. I again spunked Maria for what seemed an eternity. My cock thrusting deep into the back of her mouth, my hot spunk spurting between her lips, over her tongue and down her throat. She drank greedily; all that I could give her, which was plenty. Our combined cries of orgasm obviously affected our partners for Vincenzo understood what was happening in his partner's mouth and promptly shot his creamy load right up Sandra's love-tunnel, just a few inches from my face.

His cock emptied its load into her, still thrusting and pulsing, penetrating and dousing her vaginal walls with his love cream. During his insemination of my wife, she cried out with passion and gave great gasps as she climaxed on his love pole, even as it tried desperately to impregnate her womb. Vincenzo withdrew from Sandra's cunt. His cock was covered with spunk and her love-juice; still only inches from my face. One again, I saw my beloved wife's vaginal entrance decorated with a vivid application of male sperm. Like an artist's handiwork, she was filled to overflowing with thick, creamy semen and the evidence of her adultery was running from that hot, sweet little orifice which was once mine alone but was now destined to be used by many other men for her carnal gratification. We all collapsed in a heap.

Maria was soon feeling even more tired than before and although their original intention had been to drive back to London that night, Sandra suggested that they slept with us. My Latin lover thanked us, saying how much she had enjoyed herself; said her goodnights and went to the guest bedroom, to sleep at last.

Sandra was still in unbelievably sexually excited, and sleep was not on her immediate agenda. Within ten minutes of Maria's disappearance we had gone back to the lounge and following another round of large Scotch's. Sandra was soon playing with Vincenzo's cock. I was sitting opposite them and we were chatting about sex. He was telling us more amusing stories about contacts made through magazines but was still dubious about our claim that this was our first advert. This was probably on account of my sexy wife's enthusiasm and expertise in adulterous couplings. We were all still naked.

It was not long before I noticed that he was stiffening in her hands. Suddenly he pulled her head down into his lap and once again her mouth was hungrily devouring his penis. I sat back and enjoyed the sight of this, my sexy young wife, still relatively inexperienced but even so, performing fellatio as expertly as the most well seasoned sluts in the blue movies. Vincenzo enjoyed her loving attention to his penis and now that he had shot his load, he had far more control. They moved position so that he stood and she knelt before him whereupon by stooping slightly, with bent knees, he started to fuck her mouth. His slim, hairy, olive skinned buttocks tightened time and time again as he thrust deep into my wife's throat, holding her face, sometimes holding her by the hair, his pelvic thrusts became both faster and deeper as he used her. I got the distinct impression that his positioning of her, plus his constant eye contact with me, were all a part of his game to make me totally aware that she was his, to do with, whatever he liked. 

He turned her face down, over the arm of a sofa, sideways on to me and then mounted her from behind. Her eager hand pulled his tool into her and once again, his eyes locked on mine in a steady gaze as he continued to use my wife with grotesquely exaggerated thrusting movements; often withdrawing completely and then slamming it up to the hilt, with such force that she cried out. Despite already having watched two other men fuck my wife, one of whom, (Keith) was quite forceful in using her, I had not seen her used in so violent a manner as Vincenzo was doing. At one point, I was tempted to remonstrate, for I thought he might hurt her nevertheless, despite her moans and her glazed expressionless eyes, I sensed that she was actually enjoying the severe penile battering which she was getting from him. I watched fascinated, for perhaps fifteen minutes whilst his pole was rammed up her time and again, in wild, animal fashion.

He withdrew from her cunt and told her to suck me. It was thrilling to have my wife ordered around by a stranger and to hear him allowing her to be shared by me. She kneeled in front of me where I sat and took my cock, already bone hard, in her mouth. Almost immediately, her body fell against mine as his weapon was again thrust up into her grateful pussy. He shafted her for what seemed an eternity whilst she was simultaneously impaled orally upon my own cock.

I felt down between her thighs, to finger her clitty, expecting to heighten her pleasure through getting yet more stimulation. By now, however, his penis had left her warm love cave and was being stroked along her love groove, rather than into her cunt. The first thing I found, was his big knob end in my hand as it ran back and forth along the length of her love slit, stimulating her inner lips and her clitoris. I quickly pulled my hand back, on to her mons veneris and continued rubbing that area whilst Vincenzo's cock slid through her groove and Sandra moaned with pleasure.

Her face had left my groin and was now adjacent to mine. We kissed affectionately and I nibbled her ears, which always drove her wild and whilst I gazed into her eyes, her body was still moving sexually, enjoying the excitement of the attentions of this other man but confident in the comfort and security of her spouse's arms. His fucking of her in this manner went on for ages. He now had total control, despite being fully erect and I could tell from her body movements and facial expressions, just what was happening as his genitals pleasured hers.

At one point, I felt him lifting her slightly by her buttocks and re-arranging their position just very slightly. Out of curiosity, my hand wandered down her pubic mound. Her eyes widened considerable and she drew a deep breath and made a curious mewing sound. My fingers slipped straight into her wide open, sopping wet cunt, where I expected to find her lover's prick, for she was now being gently pumped, but her 'stallion's' toolkit was not in her love tube. I still felt the movement of their entwined bodies and then of course, it dawned on me! My three fingers were replaced with just my thumb and my digits moved rearward, to where they encountered his stiff cock, buried for just an inch or two in her arse!

I looked at her quizzically, as if to ask if this was acceptable, as no other man but I had invaded her anal orifice, but there was no need. I could tell by her expression and her body movements that she was more than happy for Vincenzo to fuck her anally. My hands went down to her breasts, which I fondled and we were mouth to mouth kissing as her body gently rose and fell in smooth and gentle response to the new cock which having penetrated her sphincter, was now pleasuring her in an even more illicit fashion. I could hardly believe how rapidly she was shedding her inhibitions. Only a few months ago, she had never even handled a prick other than mine, but now it appeared there were no limits to her desire for fresh cock and this, her fourth lover was sodomising her right before my eyes, and she was loving it!

I masturbated her pussy harder and yet harder whilst her lover pleasured his cock in her rectum; his movements became faster then his expression changed and he mouthed to me that he was coming. I whispered to her. "He is coming in you now darling. Spunking up your bottom!" Her body jerked and shuddered as she went into climax and my fingers whipped her clit whilst her lover's prick started to pump it's thick, creamy contents right up her rectal tube. She had the most long and powerful orgasm I had witnessed. I was thrilled by the enormity of the event as this complete stranger sodomised my wife even as she was held lovingly in my arms. My fingers touched his balls lightly and momentarily but sufficient to feel that they butted right up to Sandra's crack and that thus, his cock was now right up to the hilt, in her rectum.

"Spunk her, Vincenzo. Spunk your load up her arse!" As I verbally urged him to inseminate her, their joint climax became even wilder. Our three heads were oh so close together and I felt an amazing bond between us through indulging in so wild an act. At that moment, I was more than happy to encourage this perfect stranger to use my wife for any sexual purpose, which appealed to him. I felt that it was the perversity of the act rather than the physical stimulation through the act that was having such an effect on all of us. I would have encouraged any sexual act, however perverted, for which he wanted to use her and to which she would agree.

His cock withdrew from her bottom and my fingers wiped semen from around her anus and rubbed it over her clit. He stood up, still erect, his cock red and spunky and he winked at me. I smiled approvingly at this guy who was the first to spunk up my wife's arse, but who was certainly not to be the last.

She collapsed next to me and Vincenzo returned to his seat opposite. Within seconds, I was down between her open thighs, with my hard cock thrust up her cunt, enjoying the undeniable pleasure that she could give a man. Despite her huge orgasm just moments earlier, she was again gasping, panting and moaning as I fucked into her and told her how much I had enjoyed Vincenzo 'bumming' her. She begged me to bum-fuck her and as I withdrew from her cunt, she lifted her buttocks. Her anus was wet and dribbling spunk. Having been opened, it was oh so easy to penetrate and I slid into her bottom and started to fuck her. The total naturalness of what I had witnessed between her and Vincenzo had me at a fever pitch of lust. Whilst I stroked into her, I realised that she wanted me up her anal vent, as a sign of my approval of her enjoying Vincenzo in this fashion. I was more than happy to let her know that not only did I fully approve of her giving her most secret orifice to another man, but I actually needed to have her done in this way for my own sexual gratification. I wanted my wife to appreciate her sexuality as fully as was physically possible and release the inhibitions that had prevented her enjoying her womanhood all these years. 

My long languid strokes penetrated her fully and the sensation was totally different from when we had had anal sex on previous occasions. Not only was she more open but the semen with which he had filled her, made her rectum far more lubricated. My knob would repeatedly slip right out of her body but would slide right back through her sphincter with little or no resistance. I noticed how our settee was very wet through the spunk, which was being ejected from her bottom as my cock ploughed in and out of it. She did not climax this time, as my orgasm commenced, but held me very tightly as my balls emptied into her rear love-tube. Despite having spunked Maria nearly an hour earlier, it felt like I would never stop coming and in my mind I could visualise my sperm mixing with that of her lover. I also knew that this woman whom I thought, I knew so well, was perfectly capable of enjoying any sexual act, however wild.

Vincenzo slept with Sandra, in our bed whilst I joined Maria in the guestroom. It was nearly 4 o'clock before we retired and it felt really strange to be in bed with a different woman. I awoke around 7.30am and took a few moments to comprehend the situation. I was hearing noises from the next bedroom but could hardly believe my ears. Vincenzo was obviously fucking my wife again. Had they slept at all? Had they been at it all night? I lay awake and listened as the rhythmic noises of the bed pounded in my brain and I visualised his cock ploughing yet again through my lovely wife. I got hard immediately.

I pulled Maria to me, spoon fashion and talked gently to her but although she pushed her naked body against me, she was obviously still half-asleep and showed no sign of wakening. Eventually, I arose and went to the bathroom and then into the kitchen, where I made coffee and toast. It was now past eight o'clock. I did not bother to knock on the door of our bedroom but walked straight in, to find Sandra sitting astride Vincenzo, his cock stuck straight up her as she rode him in a frenzy of passion. She smiled as she continued to fuck him and he said hello. I watched as she continued to screw him and saw her face contort into a grimace as an orgasm flushed through her body. I told them not to let their coffee get cold, to which he replied something like, "Let's have it now." and then he let out a groan as he discharged another load of spunk into her cunt. 

She dismounted, got off the bed, kissed me and thanked me for the coffee. I could see his sperm running from her and was tempted to fuck her right there and then but Vincenzo was drinking his coffee; she had taken hers and somehow, the moment just didn't seem opportune, despite my raging with lust.

By nine o'clock, I had to collect the children. Maria had eventually awakened and they confirmed how they would have left before I returned with the kids. I thanked them both profusely for their exciting visit and left the house, still with a hard on.

When I returned, Vincenzo and Maria had just left. Sandra was sitting at the kitchen table, eating toast and she greeted the children just as though nothing in the world was untoward. It was a strange sensation, watching her there, fussing around the kids but knowing that Vincenzo's sperm was still in her cunt, her womb, her stomach, her bowels, over her tits and indeed in every part of her body and its orifices.

That evening and for the following week, we screwed like rabbits. I heard in graphic detail every juicy aspect of every time he fucked her, both with and without me. He had screwed her six times in total, including two acts of buggery and each time had given her a full ejaculation. He really was an 'Italian Stallion'.

She wanted to hear all about my enjoyment of Maria and we talked about my observation that Maria really wanted to get involved with her, to which her response was very negative. I had always fancied the idea of seeing her with another woman but it then looked most unlikely and indeed, quite a few years were to pass before I saw her seduction by another woman and her ready conversion to lesbian love.

Despite trying to make suitable arrangements with our Italian friends, and we did speak on the telephone a few more times, we never did manage to organise a second meeting. The event made a big impression upon the both of us mainly because it was the watershed that changed our opportunistic sexual adventures to ones where we actively engineered them. Thereafter, she could talk far more openly about extra-marital sex and would sometimes say for example, how she not only fancied a guy but also would like to fuck him. 

The making had begun of a woman whose appetite for sex was not only in terms of quantity but also of variety with partners and with little hesitation to indulge in kinky sexual acts of wanton exhibitionism.

Vincenzo had taught me much about how to fuck some other guys' wives. Not so much by way of his virility and physical energy, but by the confidence that he showed in demonstrating to the husband, just how far he could take another man's wife and use her for his own pleasure. Furthermore, this use of the woman also greatly enhanced her sexual pleasure, as she was able to give herself freely to another man whilst her husband watched. I would not go so far as to describe it as dominance but his manner certainly emphasised that my wife would be totally subjected to his sexual needs and whims and that I should be totally aware of this fact. It made the surrendering of her, by me, to him, all the more poignant.

To Be Continued...



Sandra's Passions...Ch. 4



Sandra's Sexual Salvation

For reasons I will not bore you with, Sandra and I had divorced a few years earlier, despite or maybe because of our sexual adventures. We were still on friendly terms, but over recent months she had confided in me that she no longer enjoyed her present partner sexually and was not fulfilling her sexual needs as she had been when married to me. Furthermore he was very jealous of her and became extremely angry if another man looked at her. She was, to say the least, becoming very sexually frustrated and in need of release. I had branched out and made numerous friends through swinging circles. I still lusted after Sandra, for obvious reasons and never tired of her sexuality. With that in mind I had introduced her to two close friends Barry and Linda, who were into wife sharing and group sex. Sandra, at my insistence, managed to get away for a weekend from her partner and I arranged a 'no holds barred' meeting with Barry and Linda at their house in London.

She was obviously rather nervous, standing there at the front door of their terraced house in London that Friday evening. Sandra smiled nervously at me and said, "Perhaps they are not in?" I knew otherwise, for I had spoken to Barry only a couple of hours earlier, by telephone, confirming our time of arrival. I said to her, "Don't worry darling, you know they both fancy you and remember that this weekend, I am expecting you to get as much sexual enjoyment as you can, from everyone!" She was about to reply, when the door opened and there stood Barry, all six feet three inches of him and built like a tank. I entered first, passing Barry, leaving him to greet Sandra in the hall.

I had already briefed Barry, to start as he meant to go on with her and the greeting kiss soon turned into a really passionate tongue meshing, his big hands already caressing her breasts. Linda was on her way from the lounge to the hall and greeted me with a kiss on the lips, more than friendly but not really passion-filled. She smiled at Barry and Sandra. "We are obviously not going to have any hang-ups with these two, are we?" she said rhetorically.

We went upstairs to the lounge, made so because it happened to be the largest room in the house. It had white leather furniture, and dominated by a large portrait of a reclining nude (woman) above the fireplace. Linda took Sandra's light jacket, touching her very much more than was strictly necessary for such a simple task but Sandra did not mind at all and smiled at this assistance. She followed Linda to the bedroom and though they had only met, once before, they were already chatting like old friends.

"God, she looks fantastic," said Barry "I just cannot wait to give her one, and you can see how keen Linda is to have a go at her. Does Sandra know how Linda wants her?" he asked me. I assured him that this was not news to Sandra because after the earlier meeting at which Sandra was introduced to them, Barry had told her how obvious it was to him, that Linda would make a play for her. Nothing had happened on that earlier occasion, but they had wasted no time in steering the conversation to matters erotic. Sandra, who was sitting beside me, could see as well as I could that Linda, who was facing us, was making a point of ensuring that her micro-mini skirt and wide-open legged posture would not go unnoticed. Her blonde pubic hair was clearly visible through the near-transparent and very tiny briefs, which were all that came between her cunt and Sandra's fascinated gaze. 

After they had left, Sandra had commented how Linda obviously had designs on me, but I corrected her, explaining that I had already had Linda, several times and that it was now her, that Linda was obviously lusting for. I also explained how much Barry wanted her and had plans to really broaden her sexual horizons. Sandra had confessed to me how bizarre some of her fantasies had become due, no doubt to her lack of satisfactory sex and how she wanted to be led quickly into a world where sex was frequent, varied, tinged with forbidden vice and preferably rather kinky.

Since our partial reconciliation, Sandra had confessed to me, that contrary to all that she had professed during our many years of marriage, she had of late, found herself occasionally attracted to other women and had been very aroused when one woman had made advances to her; a year earlier. Nothing had really taken place on that occasion, except to arouse her curiosity and now, she was very much aware of how I would like to see her in a lesbian relationship.

The girls had soon returned to the lounge, still talking animatedly and the drinks were rapidly emptied and re-filled. Barry had booked the restaurant for very early evening and we only had an hour to kill before we departed. "So where is the reply to Linda's letter, that you promised us?" asked Barry of Sandra. She had not had an opportunity to write it until that very morning, at a friend's flat. With her friend's help she had penned a very erotic reply, which she now handed to Linda. I had not read Sandra's reply yet and had to wait for first Linda and then Barry, before I was allowed to see it and during this time, Sandra was blushing furiously and even left the room at one point.

I had seen Linda's letter to Sandra, describing how they had introduced me to the London swinging scene and telling in lascivious detail, of all the things she wished for them all to enjoy this weekend. Linda had described amongst other things, how much Sandra would enjoy Barry's simply gigantic cock and how she, (Linda) intended to lick her hairy pussy. Sandra's reply was not so detailed and not nearly so blatant as Linda's but she did confess that she was excited at the thought of Barry fucking her, especially with her me watching him. She went on to say that she hoped that Linda would not be disappointed when she found that the hairy pussy, which she wanted to lick, was in fact completely shaven. They all had a laugh at this, and pressed her to give them a flash, but Sandra stalled, pointing out that it was time they left for their meal.

Several hard-core, pornographic colour magazines had been intentionally scattered around the house, ready to be viewed at all times, to enhance stimulation for the repeated sex acts which had planned for the weekend. Sandra had found a convincing alibi to escape for two nights, to join me and to discover what it was about this couple, that had made my sex life so exciting, whilst hers had been so frustrating. Sandra started reading one, whilst Barry and Linda were fetching coats. She was more than interested in several large photographs, showing a beautiful girl tonguing another woman, whose slit was completely filled, (from behind) by a huge penis. She showed it to me and I said, "That's exactly what you will be getting tonight love!" Sandra asked me, in part fear and part excitement, "Surely, Barry isn't as big as that, is he?" I reassured her, "I'm pleased to say for your benefit, that he is rather bigger than that." Sandra gulped and I knew full well, that despite our earlier experiences together, she had never even seen, let alone taken, anything that size.

The drive to the restaurant was uneventful and we were soon seated and eating; drinking wine and of course, talking things erotic. Sandra was next to Barry and I had no difficulty whatever in seeing that he had wasted no time in groping her beneath the table. Linda nudged and winked at him, so she was obviously equally aware of it. Sandra's voice became rather strange and she obviously could not concentrate on what Linda was saying to her. I suspected that she was close to orgasm but I hoped not, because I knew just how noisy, Sandra was when she was coming-off. The letters were passed around again and I was very aroused at some of the things, which Linda had suggested for the weekend, including several scenes where all four would be sexually linked simultaneously and a dildo with harness used between the girls.

What Sandra did not know, was that, Linda, Barry and I had laid careful and detailed plans to completely engulf Sandra in sex over the weekend. We intended to take her to where she had never been before and make all of her sexual fantasies come true. Our hope was that total indulgence in her sexuality would relieve some of her frustrations and ensure her willingness to enjoy herself again. She was of course nervous and confided in me her worries. I knew that to make it work, I had to share these confidences with Barry and Linda, in order to enable us to take her to the extremes of her sexuality. One example of our plans was that to make Sandra's introduction to female love easier, she would not be tongued and fondled by Linda, until Barry was fucking her. Only when held on the brink of orgasm would she at last feel another woman's tongue in her. Barry would dismount just before her climax and she would be left with only the skilful Linda to complete her orgasm, one to one. Barry and I would sit back and watch Sandra learning about what an experienced bi-sexual girl can do for another.

We all drank a lot of wine during the meal and then Barry drove us home. Sandra was very much taken by him and she was now all over him, with a sort of girlish crush. Sandra knew that a few years earlier I had introduced Barry to her younger sister and that he had fucked her. Her sister had confided in her how good a lover Barry actually was and this no doubt had heightened Sandra's curiosity for tonight's events. She gushed over the photos of him taken during his athletic period years before and now she sat on the sofa, leaning upon his shoulder whilst he showed her albums full of pornographic pictures of Linda and himself with other people with whom they had sex. I was pleasantly surprised at how naturally she viewed these and of how obviously interested she was in their content.

The girls had already changed upon returning to the house, Sandra in a see-through black jump suit, with no bra and the tiniest briefs. He smoothly shaved pudenda clearly visible through the thin material. Linda wore a Basque corset and fishnet stockings, all in green, which contrasted well with her long mane of blonde hair. Linda was young, in her early twenties and had lived with Barry for only three years, following his divorce. Barry had explained to me how she was a virgin when they had met but that he had already shared her with more than twenty men and she had in return, procured many women for him. Barry was at that time, thirty-eight years of age, a good few years older than and Sandra and I, who were in our early thirties.

Linda motioned to me to follow her downstairs, which I did. In the downstairs master bedroom, she said to me. "I know they are both very keen but I think she is a little nervous with us there. I think that we should fool around down here on our own, to give them encouragement to get started. Trust me, I know how Barry does things." She lay on the bed and I fell next to her; within seconds, our mouths were locked together and my hands were on her large, luscious, firm young breasts. Their lovely small, pink, virginal nipples already erect in sexual anticipation. I worshipped her tits and she started talking really dirty, reminding me of how, a few weeks earlier, I had creamed her at the start of a big party, during which five men had come up her. Linda explained how keen she was to have Sandra and wanted to actually fuck her doggy fashion with a strap-on dildo. I was so turned on by her lewd talk and moved down between her open thighs. Her sex was already wet and open and my tongue quickly found her clitoris. She moaned and ground her hips against my mouth and soon started into a violent and extremely noisy climax, coming right off on my eager tongue. "Get your cock up me now!" She urged me. I quickly slid into her tight little pussy, which never had been stretched by anything larger than Barry's big dick and which afforded him absolute delight.

I fucked her for maybe ten or fifteen minutes but she could or would not come off again so I turned around and went down on her in the sixty-nine position. My tongue quickly found her slit again and I revelled in the taste and perfume of this very sexy young lady. She took my erect penis deep into her mouth and came off again almost immediately with my oral ministrations to her pussy. I withdrew my prick from between her luscious young lips and she said to me. "Just think, of how you will be licking Barry's cream out of my cunt and out of Sandra's and of how you will be going down on her and me and licking your spunk out of both of us." She continued. "The thought of that is so erotic to me. Do tell me how much your lovely Sandra is wanting it from Jack and myself". I explained to her, how Sandra was curious and excited but also nervous about having another woman lick her and handle her. She was even more nervous and unsure as to whether she could reciprocate and have her tongue in another woman's cunt. "Don't worry, when I have had her, she will be licking me out just like your are doing now and she will love it. Does she know that I am going to fuck her?" I said "No, but she did expect to be handled and licked and to have a vibrator used on her by you." She said. "Did you say what sort of vibrator I would probably use on her?" I told her that I hadn't actually mentioned that it might be the ten inch black rubber one.

"Barry will be fucking her now Frank, I know his routine and she will be loving it. He will fuck the life out of her, I know because he has already told me how horny he is for her, knowing that she was your wife and anxious to see if she is a better fuck than her younger sister." She continued "Let's go and join them. We will soon have the three of us at her and then I will give her an even better fucking than Barry! Don't worry Frank, after tonight, I promise you, your Sandra will be more than eager for lesbian love in the future and Barry and I already have plans for her, with a couple of other people we know." 

On three previous occasions I had seen the lovely Linda, with other women, and knew just how erotic she could be. She was a beautiful young woman, only recently introduced to sex and already eager to experiment to the full. Naturally, she was on the pill so that she could take anybody's spunk at any time and fortunately for her, she had a very experienced teacher in Barry. She was equally happy when making love to man or woman, boy or girl, straight or bi-sexual. Any attractive human body was fine for her needs but above all, she was shamelessly exhibitionist and loved to be watched, especially when making lesbian love, or being screwed and sodomised simultaneously, by two men, in front of spectators.

We went upstairs and just as Linda had said, they were naked and Barry was on top of Sandra, on the rug in front of the fire, embedded deep into her cunt and thrusting his huge prick up her as far as it would go. Sandra was gasping and being shaken and thrown around by the sheer power of his size and strength and most of all by his prick which was stretching her like no other cock had ever done before. Barry looked up at us as we entered the room and silently held up four fingers, obviously indicating that she had climaxed four times. Linda and I knelt close to them as the sound and smell of their coupling filled the room. The steady slap of flesh against her upturned thighs and buttocks as he pumped into her mingled with the groans of pleasure from her lips. Barry was raised above her on outstretched arms staring down at her in concentration as he fucked her to another climax. 

I was in a position to see his mighty shaft, glistening with her love juice as he stroked in and out of her stretched hole. Her total lack of pubic hair allowed me to fully appreciate the view of her pussy lips stretched around his manhood. With each outward movement of his penis I could see her lips being pulled out by his shaft as if not wanting to release him from her love-hole. On the inward stroke his heavy tool took all before it until his pubic hair was crushed against her red-hot labia and clitoris, heightening her pleasure. I was almost overcome with the relief I felt, as I watched Sandra being fucked properly, in the way she so badly needed. Knowing that I had arranged this coupling for her gave me a great feeling of satisfaction. He bent down and kissed her cheek and nibbled her ear whilst Linda caressed her rock hard nipples. Sandra came off again, thrusting herself onto his powerful shaft and screamed with delight as her whole body shook with pleasure. Her thigh muscles were straining as she pulled herself onto him, her heels digging into his lower back. 

She calmed down and I whispered into her ear how good it was to watch her being fucked by my friend. "Has he spunked you yet Darling?" I asked her. "I do so want to fuck you whilst you are still filled with his spunk and young Linda here, also wants to lick it out of you after I shoot my load up you and mix it with his." She responded immediately to this verbal stimulation and her body shook again as it was wracked by another massive climax and again his huge cock slammed up her, way passed the normal limit of penetration and obviously pushing her womb around. My dirty talk had triggered off another climax as the outrageousness of what I had suggested took her over the top, just as I knew it would. Barry began to tell her how another friend of his would like to take her and that he was going to ask me if he could borrow her for a night of passion with this other man. I knew already that I would be happy for this to happen, as part of her re-education and guessed that if it did, I would almost certainly have Linda for the night, possibly with one of her girl friends.

Sandra writhed into her seventh orgasm and collapsed exhausted. We watched with delight as Barry withdrew his powerful cock, still stiff and hard, covered with cream and juices but obviously not his own. Linda threw herself upon it and sucked noisily as she cleaned off Sandra's love cream from her husband's huge, erect penis. I served some fresh drinks. I glanced at Sandra's ravaged pussy and was gratified to see that she was still wide open and dark red from the pounding she had received. I could actually see into her body, as she had not yet regained control of her cunt muscles. The wetness that glistened in the light and the thick white cream that coated the rim of her orifice was a testimony to the intensity of the pleasure she had just experienced, as it was all her own cream and none of Barry's spunk. She was so wet that it had trickled down the crack of her bottom, onto the carpet. 

Sandra needed a long time to regain her strength and composure; she had never had such a violent fucking in her life before and for it to happen now, when she was out of practice, was all a bit much for her. We sat around for nearly an hour, drinking and looking at pornographic magazines. Linda was back, seated with Barry, still naked whilst Sandra and I sat opposite. Gradually, Linda moved herself onto Barry's lap and steadily his massive weapon rose to the delicate stimulation of his wife. Somehow they managed to contrive it's arrival between her legs from the rear and soon she was sitting, facing the guests, with most of it inside of her, not working off on it but simply impaled motionless on it. The visual stimulation was not lost on me and I started playing with Sandra's breasts when suddenly, she threw herself down on me and exhibited to her hosts, what a superb cocksucker she was. She brought me time and time again, to the brink of climax and all the time, making sure that Linda and Barry were getting the an eye-full of what she was doing.

Barry started talking to Linda, about Sandra, almost as though she wasn't there but loud enough to ensure that his words were all heard, such things as: "She is a much better fuck than her young sister. Did you enjoy playing with her nipples? Don't wriggle too much Linda; I have got to keep this load of spunk for Sandra this evening. It's Frank who will be creaming you. I cannot wait to see you having her Linda. She is a natural sex queen and just made for group sex. I can't wait to take her with us and Frank to a really big party and see how many of the guys will screw her."




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 4



I knew the effect that this was having on Sandra, who was by now, begging me to fuck her, which I did. She was wide open after Barry's massive onslaught and still soaking wet. I had never enjoyed her more than at this moment, even though she had not yet been creamed. Barry approached us and introduced his huge, stiff member to Sandra's mouth and she started to suck him greedily. It was only inches from my face and from such a short distance; I could see its huge size in close-up. Her mouth was stretched around it and I was itching to see it erupt into ejaculation in her mouth, except that Barry was a very skilled lover and always withdrew when near the brink. I continued to fuck her and was doing my best not to come off in such an erotic situation.

"Why don't you take her from behind darling?" Asked Linda sexily, "I am sure that you would love that Sandra, wouldn't you? Please say that you want Barry's big cock up you from behind darling!" Sandra released Barry's cock and it was almost immediately replaced with mine as I had now dismounted from her. However she did manage to reply to Linda, with. "Yes, Linda, for heaven's sake, make him fuck me again. I want both of them in me."

In no time at all, we were spread out on the rug, Sandra was sucking my cock greedily and moaning loudly as Barry's great prick was thrusting into her belly from the rear. I moved around so that her cunt was accessible from the front and Linda produced a small vibrator, which she placed around Sandra's clit. This brought Sandra to immediate orgasm and I withdrew my prick from her mouth as she literally screamed the house down. The big penis was still penetrating her deeply and swiftly, when Linda placed her head between Sandra's legs and her skilful tongue found her little love button.

Sandra had stopped shouting and was once again whimpering and moaning softly as Linda tongued her, Barry fucked her and she continued to fellate me. I withdrew, for a while and suggested to Barry that now might be a good time to spunk Sandra. Linda asked her. "Do you want my Barry to spunk you now Sandra? Do you want him to cream right up your cunt, so that I can lick you out? Go on Barry darling, spunk your whole load up her while I eat her!" She took her husband's huge balls and caressed them whilst he started into the first of many convulsions. His contractions went on for a long time, maybe six or eight and each was accompanied by extra violent pelvic thrusting into Sandra, who was once again screaming with delight. I sat back and watched as Barry's massive prick finally withdrew, covered with spunk and I watched Linda's tongue delve into Sandra's spunk-drenched pussy and start to lick her out. Even when no longer fully stiff, Barry's prick was far larger than most men's are when erect. It looked very impressive and I was very grateful to Barry for using it so well on Sandra. Being there whilst she was pleasured in such a fashion for the first time by Barry just heightened my appreciation of her sexual prowess. Usually I have found that the term sexual prowess has male connotations, but women, who are so more versatile than men at sex, have a far greater potential for such prowess. The type of women that Sandra and Linda were was a good example of this.

Linda worked steadily on Sandra, bringing her time and time again to the edge of orgasm and then letting her subside until Sandra was literally begging her for it. "I know something that you will like!" Said Linda and turned around, pulling Sandra into the classic sixty-nine position. Barry winked at me as we saw Sandra starting to eat out a girl's cunt for the first time in her life. We sat back with our drinks and watched Linda teach Sandra every trick in the book, starting with having a huge climax on Sandra's tongue. The next forty-five minutes saw me witnessing things I could never have dreamed of in all our years of marriage. The girls lay back opposed, with forked legs, rubbing their pussies together, then took turns at sitting astride each other's face. I assisted Sandra here, by placing a small cushion under her head so she could reach Linda's dripping cunt without straining her neck. I marvelled at the enthusiasm that Sandra showed, as her tongue delved into Linda's honeypot whilst her girlie juices, dripped upon her face. I was bursting to climax and knew that I must have one of them immediately.

Linda had turned around again, with her pert little bum in the air and her head deep between Sandra's splayed thighs. My hand felt Linda's wet cunt, which immediately contracted at my touch, but then re-opened invitingly. Sandra watched me as I positioned myself behind her new female lover and gazed up at me with full approval as she watched me slide my prick deep into the gorgeous Linda, from behind and started to fuck her.

Sandra sensed an even greater urgency from Linda and spurred her on, pulling her into her crutch, by her mane of blonde hair. Linda was gasping as my dick thrust into her, time and time again, then suddenly I was spending into her. It seemed like the spunk would never stop flowing as I pumped more and more into Barry's wife and my cries of passion, sent Sandra, then Linda into orgasm and all three of us climaxed into and on one another. Barry was masturbating himself to another erection and whilst not completely rigid, he was firm enough to enter Sandra again and then Linda. He told Sandra how he loved screwing his wife after I fucked her because she was always so spunk-drenched from me. "You don't have to tell me, I should know!" Replied Sandra. Linda enjoyed another small orgasm and collapsed in a heap and Barry offered his prick to Sandra, who sucked it back to full erection, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on me, even when Barry managed another, albeit small ejaculation in her mouth. Sandra took this and licked her lips, as she winked at me showing off in a very sexy manner. I thought to myself that I had never seen her so totally natural whilst having sex with other people and enjoying every minute of it. 

Both girls were well creamed now and after a short break and a drink, they resumed gently loving one another. It was now very late and we were all tired. Barry brought in Linda's harness and dildo and suggested that she fuck Sandra with it. "Do you want me to fuck you properly?" Asked Linda of Sandra; "No I want to wear it and fuck you" replied Sandra, "but not tonight for I am becoming very sore and tired". Barry suggested that we shouldn't risk spoiling things and suggested that we turned in; after all, we had all day tomorrow for sex.

The randy little Linda, who ten minutes earlier was acting the voracious lesbian, was transformed into the good wife, making cocoa and acting coy, like a young girl in whose mouth, butter would not melt. We decided to sleep in the one master bedroom, with Barry in the middle and a girl on either side, plus me, on a put-you up which was drawn alongside the large bed.

In the bathroom, I kissed and fondled Sandra alone and asked how she felt. As I held her soft warm body in my arms and the strong aroma of sex drifted around her, I could not imagine how in the world, this beautiful, desirable woman and I had ever parted. I loved her intensely at this moment and she thanked me for the pleasures that I had introduced her to. We had experienced some extra-marital sex before our parting but Sandra explained how tonight had been far more erotic. She told me that from now on, she would agree to everything that I wanted of her sexually and that she was mine to use as my friends and I wanted. It was obvious to me that the long period of sexual frustration had an effect on Sandra that emotionally she could not cope with. Her earlier introduction to sex with other men, that I had engineered, had the effect of her realising her needs as a woman. He willingness now to be fully involved in multi-partnered sex was a good indication of her desires to enjoy herself completely and make up for all of those lost opportunities. We kissed lovingly and passionately, my hand cupping the bulge of her naked pubis, still moist from her pleasures whilst she pulled me to her. We then went to bed, to join our hosts.

I didn't really expect to sleep too much; having had an exhausting evening and it was by now well into the early hours of the morning. However, knowing that I was laying just a foot or two away from Barry, who had his beautiful wife on one side and my partner on the other, was too intriguing a situation to ignore. Each one of the participants in the orgy had shown just how anxious they were to experiment and each had their own idea as to things that the group should experiment with so I wasn't surprised when I heard movements of what sounded like sexual activity. 

In the half-light from the hallway, shining through a semi-opened door, I saw Sandra sitting astride Barry, who was still laying flat on his back. She was making love to him by rubbing her pussy against his cock. I knew that Barry was hard because I saw my partner being lifted up and lowered into position, obviously impaled again on his huge cock. Sandra started working hard and Linda, who was obviously awake on the other side began to encourage her verbally by telling her husband to give Sandra a good fucking and entreated her new found lesbian lover to take all the pleasure that she could, from her husband's mighty prick. Sandra was groaning with passion and Linda turned on a dim sidelight to illuminate the scene.

Linda soon moved over and sat astride Barry's face and he licked out his wife's pussy, whilst Sandra rode upon his prick to a huge, noisy climax. Linda sucked Sandra's nipples and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Barry did not do much; he was just a useful base for the girls to work upon. Sandra's attention turned away from him after she had climaxed on his cock and was now focused upon Linda, who was kissing her and telling her how much she desired her and wanted to fuck her.

Barry and I exchanged glances and Barry motioned with his eyes, for me to look at the dressing table, whereupon I saw the dildo and harness. I got out of bed and brought the strap on cock to the bed and gave it to Linda. "Do you want me to fuck you now darling?" asked Linda. "Or are you still wanting to give me one first?"

"Take her bending over the edge of the bed, Linda, like you did with Jacqueline last time" suggested Barry and added..."Frank and I will get a super view of you breaking her in." Sandra scrambled off the bed and gave me a coy smile, as she bent over the edge of the bed, with her shapely bum stuck up in the air and with a very provocative demeanour. I was fascinated as Linda quickly followed and moved behind Sandra, stroking her and rubbing her loins against Sandra's smooth bottom and reaching beneath her, to fondle Sandra's tits and pussy.

Deciding that Sandra was suitably moist, Linda took the dildo from the bedside and strapped it on around her waist and between her thighs. She straightened up and told Sandra to turn and see what she would be fucked with. Sandra was both nervous and excited at what she saw, this lovely, statuesque young blonde girl standing before her, wearing nothing but a sexy smile and a nine inch latex penis. Nonetheless she did not hesitate and bent over obligingly for Linda to mount her from the rear.

Linda's first few thrusts into Sandra, were slow and gentle, gauging just how much of this fearsome weapon, she could safely feed into Sandra. Once she got the measure of Sandra's cunt she began to fuck her in earnest and Sandra was soon being bounced around, with Linda shafting her quickly and almost to full insertion. I watched the girls with amazement. I could never have imagined in all of our years of marriage, that I would ever see Sandra bending over, being serviced by another girl with a strap on cock, nevertheless, she was doing it and very obviously enjoying it. Barry was egging the girls, on, telling Linda to "Shag her harder" and other impossible demands such as to "give her a baby" and to "spunk up her." Linda had plenty of energy and worked the huge cock up Sandra slamming it into her with force and making her moan. Nevertheless, even after ten minutes or more, there was no sign of Sandra reaching a climax, until, astonishingly enough, Linda climaxed first, with a noisy shout. Barry moved off the bed, to be close to Sandra's face and held his huge knob to her mouth. Sandra took it hungrily and was soon being fucked at both ends by man and wife. Linda slowed down and was now making slow screwing motions with the full length embedded in Sandra, when Barry announced that he would have to cream Sandra in her mouth. 

Sandra was no longer supported by the bed but was being held up by Barry, who had more than a half of his cock in her mouth. I could see her almost gagging on it's monstrous size and knew that she had never taken or even seen anything that size before. I moved closer to witness what I knew was about to happen and sure enough, Barry's thrusts into Sandra's mouth quickened and then he was spending ...spending ...spending into her and she was taking it hungrily from him, drinking him dry.

I watched spellbound as the huge weapon continued to disgorge its contents between her lovely soft lips. I knew this was still happening by the continued convulsions that ran along his thick shaft as his body tensed with each ejaculation of spunk. Sandra, overcome with the extreme outrageousness of her situation, started climaxing upon the dildo that was once again being pumped up her by the wife of the man whose cream she was still milking, straight into her mouth. I was hard and horny as I watched Linda withdraw the big dildo from Sandra's cunt. She and I now watched closely as Barry's massive prick was slowly removed from Sandra's mouth, with spunk still running from its head and running down her chin and over her lips. Linda kneeled down, kissing her passionately in the mouth and licking the remnants of Barry's sperm from her girl-lover's face.

Linda said to me, "Who do you want to fuck Frank, Sandra or me?" I knew that they had both just climaxed and neither were in real need, it was just an opportunity to get my rocks off again. "Both of you." I replied cockily, and ordered them to bend over the edge of the bed. I looked down at the two beautiful pairs of cheeks, which faced me. Linda's harness had been removed and both showed love-slits which were still wide open and wet; Sandra's smooth and naked, Linda's blonde tuft of pubic hair partly obscuring her womanhood. I moved to her first, entering her very easily. She was very wet as I shafted violently into her for a couple of dozen strokes, gripping her by the cheeks of her bum whilst I thrust deep into her. All the time, I was watching Sandra, who was gazing over her shoulder at me with eye contact, which spelled that she wanted some of it. I then withdrew from Linda and immediately mounted Sandra from behind and rammed my tool into the cunt which had so recently been serviced by the huge latex dildo and felt Linda's hands around my balls. I fought to retain control and watched Barry, surveying the scene, his hand stroking his big prick, huge even now, in it's semi-flaccid state.

"I want to spunk in Linda, darling." I told Sandra, who replied "Of course you must Frank. She has given me so much pleasure! Do give her your load!" Linda then said to Sandra, "When are you going to give me one Sandra? You said that you wanted to fuck me. You have never fucked a girl before have you, and I do so want to be your first, the first of many, I hope."

I withdrew from Sandra, as Linda widened her legs to receive me, or Sandra's dildo, or Barry, or anything or anybody that was handy to penetrate her. The first thrust took me up her and then I shafted her, faster and faster. Sandra had collapsed on the bed but Linda was still bent over, taking my prick right up her and urging me to fuck her he harder. The spunk started ejaculating from me. I felt it rushing through my cock and I yelled as jet after jet after jet of hot sperm was shot deep into the juicy cunt of my friend's wife. Sandra urged me on, to give her lover yet more of that same thick creamy sperm which had in earlier years, fertilised her own womb.

Even in this moment of intense excitement, I was rational enough to coolly appreciate the consequence of what was happening. The mother of my children was anxious to share me with a bi-sexual woman and making it very obvious that this was something I could now take for granted. Her earlier comments about refusing me nothing sexually, I could take very seriously from now on. My prick slid out of Linda and Sandra took a Kleenex and kneeling at the entrance to Linda's slit, she gently wiped away the surplus cream that was even now running down the legs of this beautiful young girl who had taught her about what she had called "girlie-girlie" sex. Sandra said to Linda, "Perhaps I shall fuck you at this party you are taking us to tomorrow night Linda. I hear that you love a big audience when making love to a girl!" There would obviously be a lot more to come! 

"We had better get some sleep now." Said Barry. "Don't forget we are going to Jacqueline's house tomorrow evening and we must keep some energy for that." We all agreed and soon fell asleep, with the two girls between the men, cuddled up as cosy as only very new lovers can be.

To Be Continued...




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 5



It was very late when we awoke and there was nothing of urgency to do on the Saturday, except to have a leisurely lunch and get ready for the party, that evening.  The girls cooked the lunch and it was odd to see them behaving like ordinary young housewives, having previously watched them behaving last night, like sex queens.  Barry and I spent most of the day, watching sport on television with the odd drink or two and naturally spent a lot of time discussing the events of the previous day.

Barry emphasised that he and Linda would really like to spend a lot of time with Sandra in the future and to have her introduced to a lot more friends of both sexes.  He explained that within their group, many if not most of the girls were happy to swing both ways and all of the guys loved to watch this.  He asked if he had any objection to the furthering of Sandra's sexual education by them.  I replied that because I now lived a good hundred miles from Sandra whilst she lived only twenty miles from our hosts, I was more than happy for her to be taken under their wing and that I wanted Sandra to be fully educated.  I went on to say that I would be quite happy to see her take as much sexual pleasure and satisfaction as she could handle.  

Barry confided in that since he had Linda serviced by many others, their sex life had never been better, especially as that they now both had a great variety of partners.  He recommended many ways in which new heights of eroticism could be introduced into our lives and that an essential prerequisite would be to have Sandra, like Linda, regularly serviced by other men and women and kept on permanent heat by this.  He explained that at the party that evening, there would be a great number of people, including a lot of spare men so he had no doubt that both Linda and Sandra would be creamed by a great variety of new cocks.   I replied that I was totally in favour of this debauching of my ex-wife and I told him that I would be very happy if he arranged for Sandra to be gang-banged.  I would like to watch if possible but it was not a prerequisite for the event to take place. 

We discussed such delights as the girls having many men in the one night.  Barry related that at a party recently, he had watched Linda fuck eight men and how she had taken the full load from each of them.  For days afterwards he could not keep away from her.  She was never more randy as when she was relating the delights of each of them in turn three of whom she did not even know their names.  Barry asked me, had I ever had Sandra when she had just been spunked by more than one other male, to which I replied "No" but that I would be interested to try it with her.  Especially after three or four men had creamed her and she was still soaked in it.  Barry assured him that tonight, I would get my wish because the men at Jacqueline's parties were keen to go with new girls and Sandra was sure to be the target for most of the guys that evening.

Barry told how pleased he was when Sandra had drunk directly from his prick the previous evening.  I told him that I too was rather surprised because although she had done this before, it was not usually her favourite thing and also I had never seen her take that much spunk in her mouth. 

The two girls were having a heart to heart in the same way Barry and I were.  "Well, tell me about what to expect tonight Linda" asked Sandra,  "I am not sure I shall have enough energy for another riotous night after yesterday with Barry; in fact I feel a little sore in my pussy"

"Don't worry Darling, you will find the energy when you see what is happening" Linda replied.  "Perhaps I overdid it with the operation on you"

"Operation?  What do you mean?"

"I mean my strap-a-dictomy" of course...Did you enjoy it?  Asked Linda.

"You know I did and I meant it when I said I want to use it on you, but I am not sure about tonight, in front of other people; I mean I wouldn't mind Frank and Barry watching but I'm not sure about doing it in front of complete strangers."

Linda put Sandra's mind at ease.  "Don't worry darling, I am sure that you will have sex tonight with another woman, possibly more, but when you fuck me with my strap-on friend, I want it to be private, with just you and I."

"Are all of the women at these parties bi-sexual?"  Asked Sandra

"Certainly a lot of them are but I think that most of them prefer men.  Many do the girlie girlie thing to get the men worked up but I do know some that are very seriously into women, even though they are happily married.  I have had their husbands and I know that they must also be kept well satisfied at home" replied Linda.  She went on. "How many men have you had Sandra, apart from Frank of course, and now my Barry?"

"Not very many Linda.  Frank and I fooled around a bit when we were married and I did have him and another guy together, we also swapped a couple of times but I was a virgin when I met him.  It wasn't until after we parted that I realised how much more I could have been getting.  My sex life has been shit for the past two or three years, until Frank and I started seeing each other again".

"What about the guy you live with?  The one whom you left Frank for?"  Asked Linda.

"We don't get on.  He is full of hang-ups and insanely jealous.  The strange thing is that it was Frank who started my relationship with Martin.  I fancied him and Frank loaned me to him for a sexy afternoon.  He seemed to fall in love with me and wooed me away from Frank."

"Why did you not leave him and return to Frank?"  Asked Linda.

"By the time I discovered my mistake, Frank was shacked up with a beautiful twenty year old girl and I was in my thirties.  He was living the life of Riley and wasn't too keen to change again".

Linda commented upon how sad and ironic life sometimes was.  Sandra asked Linda, if she ever had any regrets about their swinging life-style, to which Linda replied.  "None at all Sandra, in fact I just love it.  I get my pick of loads of lovely men and I now love the excitement of female sex as a kinky diversion. I have been through nearly a couple of dozen men in the last eighteen months.  And just the other week Barry brought round a couple of fellows to have me three up.  Whilst Barry was fucking me one had his cock up my bum and his other mate was in my mouth.  I tell you darling, the first time you ever come off like that, it will blow your mind!"

Sandra asked of Linda if she could give her any tips for that evening, to, which Linda replied.  "Enjoy yourself darling and only do what you want to do!  All sorts of people will want you do kinky things with them and by all means, indulge yourself fully, but only do things that you fancy.  There will be one or two people there whom I would advise you to stay away from and I will point these out, also a few whom I can particularly recommend.  By the way darling, have you ever had, or fancied a black guy?"

Sandra told Linda that she had never even kissed with a coloured man but had often fantasised about what this might be like.

"You would love Joe, and he is certain to be there tonight.  He is a big chap, with enormous wedding tackle, good sense of humour and can keep it up all night.  He never brings a partner but is always invited because all the wives adore him and many of the blokes get off on seeing their wives fucked by a black stud."

"I like the sound of him.  Do you think I should try him this evening?"  Asked Sandra cheekily.

"Why not.  If you like the look of him, then fuck him and bring your little fantasy to reality.   He has a wonderful body and is sort of medium shade of brown.  He is West Indian by the way and most women think he is very good looking".

"Will I have him on my own do you think, or with others?" asked Sandra provocatively.

"Of course Barry will share you with him, if you like, or probably Frank, but I do know that what Joe really likes is two women.  He had another girl and me some months ago and it was fantastic.  She was extremely young, small, pretty and Joe and I taught her everything.  It was lovely to see her white smooth girlish body against his strong dark frame and I licked her out whilst his cock was inside her.  I actually came off, doing it!"

Sandra was starting to feel very wet around her crotch and was once again thinking of all that Linda had done with her the previous night.  She found Barry's wife very attractive and was wondering if she should ask Linda if she would try Joe with her.   Perhaps she should ask Barry or me about what to do that evening.  She was rather in awe of Linda's wide experience and wondered if she could ever be so bold as to do the things that Linda had.

"Just have a lovely time tonight Sandra.  Barry is almost certainly going to have you first, in public because you are his guest and he knows that all the other men will want to get into your knickers, so he is sure to fuck you.  Not only that but you will feel more at ease in group sex with strangers, if you are introduced to it whilst having somebody whom you know".

Sandra was rather relieved at this thought, not only did she want Barry inside her again, but she felt confident knowing that it would be him who stripped her and went inside her before she submitted to another strange man.  She knew that she had to do this and now started to feel more confident that she should have at least two or three new pricks up her that evening.  She said to Linda, "Who do you think Frank will get off with tonight" and was thrilled to be told by Linda.  "I shall probably have him first.  You see, I get rather dry and need a lot of lubricant.  At the last party, Frank fucked me first and spunked me so much that it was easy to take the others afterwards.  Anyway I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't spend most of his time with you Sandra, for I know how much he wants to see you into group sex and once he has got his rocks off in me, he will be far more interested in watching you taking it from others men.  Do you get excited at the thought of Frank watching you being fucked?"

Sandra confessed that when she had done this, like last night and very occasionally before, her biggest thrill was showing off to me the sexual effect she could have on other men.

"I just adore taking it whilst Barry watches me" said Linda.  "I know the effect that it has on him and I really do try be even more outrageous in that situation, than when we are on our own."  She continued.  "You know how enormous Barry is.  On the odd occasion that he has fucked me up my bum, I have been in agony afterwards and I don't really like him to do it to me.  Nevertheless I do enjoy the sensation of having a more modest cock up there and there have been a few occasions when I have made a big show in front of Barry, by pleading with the other man to fuck me in my arse.  This drives Barry really wild."

Barry and I entered the kitchen just at this point of the conversation and he laughed at this last remark and agreed that he did like to see her being shagged in the back door but has only allowed it with three men whom he really likes and who gave him their wives regularly.

The meal was prepared and eaten in the mid afternoon, with plenty of wine, after which we watched a porno movie, but didn't get to see the end because long before that, we were locked together, on the carpet.  I again watched Sandra taking a violent fucking from my very large pal and witnessed, another large dose of his cream being pumped into her womb.

At this point, Sandra had been on her back, with pillow under her head and her tongue inside Linda who was kneeling astride her face.  As Barry withdrew from Sandra, spunk was running off his big cock on to her belly and her open lips could not disguise the huge quantity of thick creamy spunk, which had been shot up her.  Once more I was able to appreciate the sheer eroticism she had brought to the weekends activity, by shaving her pudenda.  To see his love cream running from her body, down over the brown rosebud of her anal vent was very exciting both visually and mentally.  My lust for her was almost overpowering and I mounted her as she lay there, slipping in so easily, after such a big weapon had opened her up.  I wallowed in the wet sensation that comes from shafting into a pussy that has just been so very well creamed.

As I thrust deeply into this woman whom I knew and still loved, so well, she was going into another climax, as if it was simply a continuation of what Barry had given her.  Linda was telling her how nice it must be to have me stroking into the pool of semen that her husband had just filled her with and as I felt her climax, my balls started to empty another load of love juice deep inside her.  Sandra's pussy was completely drenched with spunk, which Linda mopped up with a kitchen roll and then she kissed her hungrily in her l wide-open slit, her tongue exploring the cavern of her vagina.

The girls rolled into the sixty-nine position and licked at each other hungrily.  In no time at all, they both climaxed on each other's mouth and Barry handed the strap on dildo and harness to Sandra.

We helped to fit the belt and straps to Sandra and she approached Linda from behind, who was by now bent over the arm of a sofa.  Linda was wide open and the huge latex prick slid straight into her and Sandra started to thrust up her girl lover.

Sandra fucked Linda for perhaps fifteen minutes and brought her to two massive orgasms.  Barry took some photographs of Sandra playing this male role and in one of them, had Sandra holding a cigar between her teeth whilst she fucked into the lovely Linda's pretty cunt.

We decided to relax and gather strength for the evening.  There was a long journey right across London, to come, followed by a lot of very physical activity and we knew that they could not keep up this pace all day, without a break.

It was dark when we reached the large old house in north London. The journey had been tedious, through heavy traffic and we were both relieved and excited to have finally arrived.   From the outside, there was little or no sign of great activity, except perhaps, an awful lot of parked cars but nothing to indicate the extent of the orgy that was already taking place inside.

As we walked up the short driveway, Sandra whispered to me, how nervous she was at the thought of meeting so many naked people and not knowing who would screw her.  I felt her physically shaking and squeezed her closely to reassure her. I had never been to this house before, nor met anybody who was expected to be there; nevertheless I was confident of having a good time for I had already attended a couple of fairly large parties in Barry & Linda's house.

Jacqueline came to the door opened it slightly and having recognised Linda and Barry invited us in.  Almost immediately, her husband, Tom entered the hallway, holding a pretty young brunette by the hand.  Both of them were stark naked.  They greeted us then quickly disappeared up the stairs, whilst Jacqueline escorted us into the kitchen for a drink and sandwich.  Jacqueline was dressed in a semi-transparent black dress with very little underneath.  I got the impression that she had not yet been fucked.

Whilst Jacqueline was attending to the drinks, Barry sold Sandra and I that the one cardinal rule in this particular house was that dancing and eating were downstairs, naked if preferred, but no sex, which was confined to any of the four upstairs bedrooms.  Jacqueline quickly made Sandra feel at ease and called one or two other guests to meet this unusual combination of ex-spouses at a wife swapping party.  Most of them were too amazed for words and but they were obviously well aquatinted with Barry and Linda.

"I expected more people," said Barry to his hostess, (although I noticed at least twenty people or more in the kitchen, lounge and downstairs hallway).  Jacqueline replied that there were many upstairs, already having it away and that in total there were just over twenty couples and maybe ten extra men.  One or two more couples and single men were to arrive later and there were also three single girls present, including a personal friend of hers who like Sandra, had not been to an orgy before. 

Barry took the girls and me into the large lounge, where couples were dancing.  Most were fully dressed but a couple of the girls were in bra and pants and one tall, thin young man was completely naked, dancing wildly, with a very long, thin penis, jigging around wildly in the air; it was a curious sight and they had to leave quickly to avoid bursting into fits of laughter, but still said hello to the occupants and briefly introduced Sandra and Me

We went upstairs and Linda pulled Sandra's leg about having the naked dancer.  Sandra replied that she hoped they were not all as weird as him and confessed there were a couple of guys in the lounge that she liked the look of.  Barry caught Linda's eye with a certain look, which told her to "fix them up" with Sandra.

The first bedroom had a few large mattresses laid on the floor, with no beds, but they did have loose sheets, pillows etc.  A dozen or so naked men and women were laying or kneeling, having sex, in couples or threes and one pile of maybe five or more, caught up in a huge tangle of arms, legs, boobs, bums and cocks.  Those who bothered to look up, called "hello" to Linda and Barry who were obviously well known but most continued with their pleasures.  We just stood and watched the orgy that was happening before our eyes:

Sandra gripped my arm and pointed to a large, young black guy who had a simply enormous cock buried into a tiny blonde girl, from behind as she knelt on the floor.  He had a very sexy screwing motion and she obviously loved it. Sandra asked Linda, "Is that Joe, the guy you told I about Linda?".   Linda replied that it wasn't and warned Sandra to stay away from him.  "He fucked me several weeks ago and made a right nuisance of himself, clinging to me all evening and trying to date me afterwards.  Barry had to sort him out!  He has a bad reputation and you should keep away!"

Two pretty women were laying in the sixty-nine position with tongues buried deep in each other's pussies; one winked sexily at me and Sandra and almost immediately, a man close to them, rolled off his partner whom he was sharing with another man and rolled on to the two intertwined women.  It soon became obvious what was his intention and he did succeed in penetrating one of them from behind whilst she continued having oral sex with the other girl.  It was a very sexy sight to watch him screw her from the rear whilst the other girl's tongue was back in her pussy and she too was licking out her pretty partner. 

 "I could really fancy that right now" said Linda to Sandra and I as we watched the trio start to climax, first the girl taking the tongue and cock, who wanted to scream but couldn't take her mouth from her lover's cunt, then almost immediately afterwards the other girl shook with a violent orgasm as the man ejaculated deep inside the first, his whole body shuddering as he emptied load after load deep into her.  It made us feel very randy.  As he withdrew his cock, covered with spunk, the two girls carried on licking and sucking each other out.  The black haired girl who was eating the one who had been fucked, had cream all over her mouth as she licked her out and the sight of it gave me a raging, instantaneous hard on.

Linda pointed out one or two people in the room whom she had had sex with and cautioned Sandra about another particular couple, to avoid; she then suggested exploring the next bedroom.   I felt inclined to stay right there and strip off and dive in, but decided against it.

Tom, (Jacqueline's husband) was in the next bedroom, again on one of many mattresses on the floor.  The naked brunette who had greeted them with him, earlier, had Tom's prick in her mouth, sucking him noisily.  He laid back and called hello to our friends and the brunette asked Linda to give her a hand with Tom.  "Why don't you help her Sandra?"  Asked Linda, and whispered to Sandra that Tom was a really O.K. guy.  The brunette eyed Sandra up and down and beckoned her to join them.   Sandra surprised me, by lying alongside Tom and running her hands over his naked body.   "My!  You are a sexy looking crumpet," said Tom to Sandra.




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 5



The other girl started undressing Sandra, who was wearing a leather skirt with see through silk blouse and no bra. It didn't take long to remove Sandra's few clothes and she was left naked apart from her suspender belt and black stockings.  "I just adore girls who shave their pussies," said Tom;  "I must lick it for you" and he promptly buried his face in Sandra's crutch and licked her voraciously, whilst his other partner resumed her eager sucking of his cock.  It was very exciting to watch Sandra open up.  She was obviously very turned on by his attentions and didn't seem to mind having an audience, (There were a few other people having sex in the same room).

The trio rolled into a new position and I relished watching the first prick enter Sandra for that evening.  She lay on her back her stockinged legs opening invitingly for Tom.  He carefully positioned himself over her and the other girl took his cock and guided him into her welcoming pussy.  It was obvious that she was ready for it because Tom slid all the way home in her cunt without out hesitation.  Her natural lubrication was making his initial penetration an easy matter.  Whilst we watched he started to fuck her properly.  Sandra was breathing hard and obviously enjoying the shafting that Tom was giving her, meanwhile, the dark haired girl was sucking Sandra's nipples.  Tom pumped Sandra for another ten minutes or so before coming, then he started spending deep into her.  She went into a big, noisy orgasm as Tom's hot potent cream bathed her cervix.  Barry stripped off quickly whilst she still lay there, legs splayed open, the evidence of Tom's fucking running from her wide open hole.  Barry leapt upon her, anxious to feel inside her with his huge cock, now that she was freshly spunked by a complete stranger.  The dark haired girl smiled at Linda, who promptly stripped and fell next to her.

I watched the pile of arms and legs intertwine and when Tom extracted himself from the melee, Linda beckoned to me to join her and the brunette.  I undressed, fell alongside the two girls and soon had my face buried in Linda's cunt, whilst the other girl sucked me to an enormous erection.  Barry and Sandra were right alongside but Barry withdrew from Sandra, whom he was fucking from the rear, and stuck his huge pole up the other girl.  She was a little shaken and surprised by the size of the weapon that had just penetrated her but was soon moaning deliriously, laying back, smiling at Sandra, whilst Barry's huge cock thrust violently into her.

The three girls plus Barry and I enjoyed many variations and were soon joined by another man, who knew Barry and Linda well, and who also fucked the three girls in turn.   Linda was determined to drain me, and when, after a half-hour or so, I was once again thrust up her riding her velvet love sheath with mounting pleasure.  She clenched her cunt muscles on to my prick and started whispering really obscene suggestions in my ear.  I couldn't hold back from this very sexy young lady and with a groan I began to discharge my spunk into her womb as she milked me dry.  Sandra took a huge load from the new stranger and Linda commented to her how easy it had been for Sandra to be fucked by four men and spunked by two even within an hour of entering the house.  Both loads of spunk were from complete strangers, the second had been really copious for when out of curiosity I felt inside her love tunnel, my fingers were soaked in spunk.  As she lay there it was running from her gaping pussy in a small stream. Barry hadn't come at that point, but he did bring the dark haired girl off with two big climaxes.  He dismounted then we went downstairs to get drinks, none of us bothering to get dressed.

I was wondering how quickly I could recover and start exploring the enormous variety of women that was there for the taking.  Three quarters of an hour or so had passed since I had creamed Linda and meanwhile, she had disappeared with another man.  Barry had taken Sandra off somewhere, to find the coloured man called Joe, in order to introduce them, leaving me in the kitchen/bar.  I had been amazed at the nonchalance with which my naked wife had left the room, still with spunk running down her inner thighs and her sexy buttocks, framed beautifully by the black suspender belt and stockings, posing an obvious invitation to all-comers that she would be expecting more.   I started talking to a distinguished looking man, a little older than myself, who spoke impeccable English but with a mid European accent.   His name was Hans.

Hans was not only an interesting man but a popular one.  For nearly an hour we talked, during which time, he made no attempt at sex with any of the many girls who came up to him for a chat; (perhaps they liked his accent).   I asked did he bring a partner, to which Hans replied yes and her name was Miranda.  I asked if I could be introduced, Hans said of course, let us find her together.  It was in the first bedroom we visited where we found Miranda who was being serviced by two men, in the conventional manner, on her back with a prick between her thighs and another between her lips.  We watched the two men fuck her, taking turn and turn about in each orifice and finally, after giving her a very noisy climax, both emptying their balls into her cunt.  

Hans beckoned to Miranda, to come and meet me.   She walked across the room naked and with little spunk droplets still showing around her pubes.  He kissed her and introduced me; she wanted a drink and we returned to the kitchen, Miranda and I naked, and Hans fully dressed.

We talked about sex and parties for maybe a half-hour and Miranda suggested that Hans invite Sandra and myself to a party, which they were due to, attend in west London two weeks later.  I accepted their kind invitation.  Miranda squeezed my hand and told Hans that she would take me back upstairs.  We went to a third room, which I had not visited before and again, there were no beds, simply mattresses on the floor, with people having sex.

I had never been a fast repeater but an hour and a half had passed and I was once again feeling very randy.  We dropped to the floor and started fondling and kissing passionately.  Miranda had not cleaned up after her earlier engagement and I slid into her with an ease, which I found not only very enjoyable but also very exciting.  This lovely woman whom I had met such a short time before welcomed me into her most secret orifice to enjoy the pleasure that her cunt could give a man.  The smell of sex wafted up from her crotch as I stroked in and out of her, and I glanced down to see myself disappearing and reappearing in her vagina, my shaft now slick with the spunk of other men.  The warmth and passion of her body aroused me greatly and I thanked her for allowing me the honour of using her love saddle to pleasure her with my cock.  My enjoyment of fucking her was transmitted to her senses and it was not long before she started coming, very noisily and violently.  I was quite able to hold back, as this was my second time this evening and Miranda was really enjoying the violent and prolonged thrusting that I gave to her.  She asked for my cock in her mouth and I obliged, holding her by her long fair hair as I fucked her steadily in the mouth.

Another couple were lying alongside and although they were actually having intercourse, the man' s hand kept wandering over to Miranda and fingering her whilst she was sucking me off. I was kneeling at her face, with my prick thrust deep into her mouth.  She seemed to enjoy having her mouth fucked by the deep thrusting that I gave her and even when she started to gag on it, she still held on, biting gently and trying to tease my spunk from my balls.

The other man's partner, for some reason, left him, and he took the opportunity to climb between Miranda's legs and thrust quickly into her.  When his cock was up her, stroking purposefully into her, Miranda's suction on my cock increased even further and as the newcomer rode her harder, she started to climax again at which point, I decided to discharge my cream down her throat.  I sensed that she wanted it that way; her suction on my prick increased and soon triggered my ejaculation.   Miranda moaned as she continued climaxing, taking spunk up both ends; she didn't waste a drop.

The other man withdrew from Miranda who was still in a kneeling position, leaving his semen running from her; she wiped her pussy on the sheet beneath them and lay back contentedly, chatting to me like old friends.  "You will love the next party; they are rich Americans in the T.V. and film business with a fantastic home and incredible guests." she went on."It's quite the best swinging scene in town."  I told her that I couldn't wait.  She went on to describe the sort of people whom they usually invited and it all sounded so glamorous, that I felt nervous to say the least and wondered if Sandra and I would really feel at ease in such a gathering.

It was not long before a new man came in to the room, looking for Miranda and took her away to introduce her to a new friend of his.  I decided to see what Sandra was up to.  There was still a bedroom, which I not visited and I entered, hoping to find Sandra.  She wasn't there but Linda was and she was without a partner.  I joined her and we watched an attractive dark haired woman, possibly early thirties, lying back on the mattress being serviced.  Another man was waiting behind the guy who was screwing her, anxious to take his place as he withdrew.

"How many men have you had Linda?"  I asked.  She didn't reply but gave me a saucy look and held up five fingers to signal her score.  "That includes you." she said and went on. "The girl over there, being screwed now, with the other guy waiting, has taken eight while I have been watching.  She is a right raver and arrived without a partner".

The girl made no sound as the man ejaculated into her and withdrew.  His place was immediately taken by the substitute, who thrust up her without even an introduction.  He fucked her steadily and two more men entered the room, obviously looking for her.  They greeted her and stood nearby, both naked and obviously waiting their turn to go through her.  "I think that she is going to fuck every guy in the house...or try to!"   Said Linda, and continued. "I have no idea where Sandra or Barry is, have you?"  I confirmed that he had not seen them for over an hour but was sure that they were OK, and were very likely together.

"Why don't you give her one?"  Linda asked me, pointing to the woman doing the marathon.  "Those two won't be long and I would love to see you fuck her."  I knew that I was not yet ready for another erection and said so, nevertheless I was fascinated as the girl was obviously spunked yet again; the man withdrew and the first of the two new entrants, who had masturbated himself to full erection, dropped between her legs, and immediately thrust deep into her.  He had no intention of pleasuring her and wasted no time in achieving his end, which was just get his rocks off.  It took only minutes before his face contorted and his thrusts became more violent and Linda and I witnessed what was obviously another load of spunk being pumped deep inside her belly.

Linda and I had moved closer to the girl and noticed that the sheet below her was soaking wet from the many creamings that she had been taking.  The latest guy was now up inside of her, fucking her furiously.

I was seated now, holding Linda, who was kneeling and facing him.  Linda described the fuckings that she had received that evening, whilst I watched her pretty face and fondled her breasts which were large hard melons, very voluptuous but with little virginal nipples.  We were both getting turned on again, relating our new experiences.  I was feeling between Linda's legs, groping her slit which was wide open and very obviously well creamed.   She started responding, opening her thighs wider for me to have better access, when a very young man approached from a group in another part of the room.  He knelt behind Linda, and greeted her by name, and started nibbling her ear.  It was immediately obvious that these two had had sex before, even if not tonight.

It was only a very few minutes before "Pete" slid into Linda from behind and she gave a low murmur of appreciation as her sixth cock of the evening slid deep into her cunt.  I continued working on Linda's lovely tits and kissing her mouth whilst my friend's sexy young wife was being rocked up and down by Pete, who was telling her how he and another man had just fucked her friend Sandra, a little while earlier.  He obviously didn't realise that Sandra was my partner.

Linda asked Pete what fucking Sandra was like to which he replied that because she was new, he simply had to have her and that others had screwed her or were hoping to.  Linda was now really horny and demanded to know exactly how Pete and his pal had fucked Sandra and for how long and where and how they had come in her.  He was very turned on by her lascivious conversation and had a mighty climax just as he was telling her that nobody could ever compare with Linda and with that, I watched him shoot his load up Barry's pretty young wife.   I held Linda tightly in my arms as she drained Pete.  I couldn't see Pete's cock in her but I knew from his convulsions that she was being pumped full of a whole load.  They kissed passionately and I felt my prick rising rapidly as Linda milked Pete dry.  I relished the assistance that I had been able to give this lovely lady whilst she was committing her adultery.

"Do you want me up you now Darling?"  I asked. "Yes. No!"  Linda replied, changing her mind in an instant. "I want to watch you fuck her." and pointed to the girl who by now had a yet different man riding her.

Pete had withdrawn from Linda's rear, kissed her on the cheek, thanked her and left.  The whole incident from his arrival to his leaving was no more than ten minutes.  She lay back, with legs apart, deliberately exhibiting herself to a small group who had been watching.  The cream was everywhere on her.  I walked across to the black haired girl, from whom a man was just withdrawing.  I had seen his ejaculation into the girl and could see that she was close to orgasm but hadn't quite made it.

There was nothing said, not even hello.  I dropped between her thighs, which were still wide apart and stuck my hard cock straight up the wide-open and very wet target that invited me.  Having already spunked twice, I knew that if necessary, I could stroke into her for ages and I was determined to make her climax.  I felt that a woman like this deserved not just to be used as a spunk bucket, but to be pleasured as well.  For whatever reason she was doing every man in the house, it was only gentlemanly to ensure that she too enjoyed these coupling by way of an orgasm.  I started to fuck her very deeply and quickly, thrusting into the wet gash that was drenched with the cream of many other partygoers.

The only thing that I asked her, was where was her partner, to which she replied that as long as he wasn't there at the party with her, she didn't much care where he was.  Her name was Janice and she made it clear that her mission was simply one of vengeance upon her husband, who it would appear had done her some terrible wrong.  She had decided a few days ago to fuck as many men as she could find and had been invited by Jacqueline specifically to achieve that end.  She did say that the best fuck she had got this evening was from a really big guy named Barry and the way she then described his technique, physique and penis in particular, I knew that it was Linda's husband that she was referring to. I wondered if Linda had witnessed this and I had a feeling that this was probably the case.

Another man had arrived and knelt beside Janice as I shafted her.  His half-erect cock was taken into her mouth whilst her climax was building up and then grew to full erection as she went into orgasm.  Her enjoyment of being used by so many strangers and the fact that here was another waiting to take my place communicated itself to my libido and much to my surprise I found myself on the bring of an orgasm.  Janice was having a prolonged orgasm and I ejaculated deep into the reservoir of spunk that her cunt contained.  Seeing how much she was coming, I rolled off her, surrendering her hot steaming saddle to the new man.  She was still in climax when mounted her and I returned to Linda who had been watching and masturbating for the benefit of on-lookers.  Barry walked in, watched his little sexpot wife lying back diddling herself and playfully chided her for her blatant teasing.  He quickly felt her pussy and said jokingly, "My.  You have been busy haven't you."  Barry told me that he has just left Sandra, having had her fucked twice with a different man and himself and having seen her having sex with a man and wife.  He hadn't been with her all evening and I would find her in the end bedroom.  I set off to find Sandra, leaving Barry to fight off Linda, who was trying to extract his prick from the trousers, which he was now wearing.

I went first to the bedroom where I had left my clothes and got dressed.  I stopped to watch an extremely pretty and very young girl who was standing, with an arm around two not-so-young men; each had a nipple in their mouth and one had a hand in her pussy.  She was not old enough to have had too much experience and it was very erotic to watch her being encouraged so blatantly.  I wondered what would her appetites be by the time she would be thirty?  She had dark read hair, was very slim, and with tiny pert breasts and lovely rounded. I was anxious to find Sandra but could not resist stopping to watch this lovely young woman being debauched.

One of her partners pulled her back and lowered her to the mattress.  He lay with her, kissing the back of her neck and nibbling her ears whilst the other man continued with the handling of her pussy; he too lay alongside her thus she had a man on each side of her.

The man working on her ears began kissing her mouth passionately, occasionally changing to her breasts and giving them the same treatment.  Her other partner started kissing her inner thighs, gradually opening them until he had access to her very pretty and very small cunt, into which he slowly worked his tongue.  The men were very experienced and it did not take long before this innocent looking young girl was writhing with lust.   She was teased by one of the men, with his erect prick just, but only just opening her outer lips and soon the other had his hard cock at her face, teasing her mouth with it and then sliding it a little way between her lovely lips.

The first man by now had his cock into her, pushing slowly to achieve full penetration to the hilt but also very gently.  I could see that she was being stretched by it and imagined that it could not have been long since she had been a virgin.  I found it hard to imagine how she came to be here, at an orgy filled with experienced wife-swappers and wanted to find out more about her.

I watched as her two partners changed ends and the prick that had been pleasuring her pussy was now fed into her mouth whilst the second big, hard cock was fed up her cunt and was now being thrust far more vigorously into her young body.  I watched for a few moments longer then set off to find Sandra.


She was seated In a big chair, still naked, and cuddled up with Miranda.   Hans was with them but still dressed.  I could tell that she had only just finished having sex and I knew that look only too well from days of old.  The party had slowed down a lot.  Whereas an hour or two earlier, every room was filled with erect pricks thrusting into hungry pussies, there was now more eating and drinking and chatting nevertheless, there was still some activity and small groups were watching little scenes.  A man came in to the room to tell everybody that a girl was being whipped in another room, at which many of the occupants scurried off to watch the scene, which didn't particularly interest Sandra nor I.




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 5



Hans gave Sandra, his visiting card and told me that we should call at his house on the night of the next party and that we would all travel together.  I fondled Sandra's breasts and when my hands moved to her cunt, she immediately opened to give me access.  Miranda groped my crotch as I groped Sandra but there was no sign of it developing into anything very serious.


I took Sandra back to the first room where she retrieved her clothes.  We kissed passionately and she started to relate some of her experiences.  She had obviously enjoyed herself thoroughly.  We collected Barry and Linda from the other room and on our return downstairs, I took them into the room where he witnessed the young girl being pleasured by the two older men.   Another man was now into the girl, who Barry said was called Tracy.  One of the two men who pleasured her earlier, was still with her, supporting her and holding her, kissing her and talking gently to her, I deduced that he was her permanent partner.  The other young man, who was extremely well endowed, was thrusting powerfully into her.  There were many onlookers relishing this exhibition of a young girl's education.

Barry told us that he knew the older man (partner) and that he had spoken earlier to him.  He went on to say that Tracy was older than she looked, (20 years) and her partner who was recently divorced had taken her to live with him.  Just like Barry and Linda, the older man was educating her for his future pleasures.  Barry told Linda that he would be inviting them over for a drink, one evening, very soon.  Linda readily admitted that she fancied Tracy and would love to initiate her.  They said their goodbyes to Tom and Jacqueline and made their way homeward.

The return to Barry and Linda's house in south London was filled with laughter and happiness.  Sandra was feeling very much at ease with the concept of sex purely for fun and pleasure.  The following day, Linda encouraged Sandra to follow her own wanton example by taking as much sex as she wanted and emphasising the thrill that could be derived from showing a conventional face to the world, whilst indulging in sexual experiences of breathtaking audacity.  

Linda emphasised the pleasure that she gained from being regularly filled with the spunk of various men.  She said that being on the pill, there was no reason why several different men should not cream Sandra every month and why she should enjoy the pleasure and excitement of such variety for many years to come.

I felt rather guilty about how little time he spent with Sandra and really regretted not seeing some of the things that she later described to them, had happened to her.  It was almost daybreak when they returned to Barry's house and they slept until noon

As you can imagine, the Sunday started with a sexual romp in bed with the four friends.  I lay motionless, locked inside Linda from behind whilst we watched Barry perform acrobatics with Sandra.  At one time he hung by his two bent arms, from an overhead cupboard above the pillows, with his legs folded back at the knees.  Sandra was supported beneath her bum by two thick pillows and his massive tool was buried in her cunt.  He swung slowly back and forth, sliding in and out of her wet eager sex and lifted himself by his strong arms, to vary the pressure and pleasure in her love tube.  This was mind bending to watch and was a feat of incredible strength and endurance on his part. 

There was nothing to interrupt the gaze of Linda and I, as our partners pleasured each other.  The view of Barry's massive organ stretching her cunt to the limit was incredible and enhanced further by the huge mirror above the very low headboard and which covered most of that wall.  The scene excited both Linda and I, as my prick throbbed inside her, giving occasional slow thrusts and sometimes withdrawing completely, to plough along the outside of Linda's furrow, masturbating her large clit with my knob end.  

Barry was performing his orang-utan act with Sandra whilst questioning her on her sexual conquests of the previous night; making her relate in the most graphic and lewd terms, every detail of the sexual acts in which she indulged, including six or seven men, two of whom shared her with their wives.  In particular, he coaxed from her, admissions of how excited she was when Barry invited an extra man on two occasions, to fuck Sandra with him, giving her repeated dual penetration.  She confessed that one of these two men did actually penetrate her anus for a short period, to about half the length of his penis.  Barry coaxed from her how it felt when on the other occasion, her new partner ejaculated completely in her mouth and Barry persuaded her to swallow the whole contents of this stranger's balls.  Sandra was still in ecstasy and unhesitatingly confessed to many outrageous acts and desires.  When asked the names of these two men, who helped Barry to debauch her, she confessed that she didn't even ask.  All she had wanted was their pricks.  She confessed that after having been without sex for so long with her current partner, she was more than ready to take any new experience.

Sandra agreed that yes, Barry could take her to be serviced with another friend of his if Linda and I agreed (and of course we did) and she climaxed twice whilst he shafted her in this unusual position.  Barry's own climax was spectacular in that his first ejaculation occurred as he withdrew from her and jetted his sperm in a thick milky spurt, all over the bed-head mirror, a distance of two or even three feet from his cock.  Linda thrilled to see this and her cunt muscles clamped tightly on to my shaft, promptly triggering my ejaculation.   

The four of us were now climaxing simultaneously.  Barry thrust deep into my ex-wife; lifting her bodily off her bottom as he creamed deep inside her.  Her legs were wide apart and lifted back above her shoulders, which caused his huge prick to engage far beyond her cervix and to the very furthest recesses of her vaginal cavity.  Linda and I watched his convulsions as more of his love fluids were pumped deep inside Sandra, who shouted loudly to him in the middle of her orgasm, to fuck her even harder.  Linda continued to clamp on my cock with her very experienced pussy muscles and I started draining into her; my ejaculation causing her to come off violently and noisily.  Barry's thick spunk was still running down the mirror in which Linda and I had been observing the combined activities of our partner's lust.

Whilst the two couples never actually touched during this particular sexual act, they were indeed as though joined all together in one bodily union. It was quite mind-bending, each fucking the partner which the other loved whilst watching him and her committing adultery with the other in the most lustful way, totally devoid of any restraint and inhibition.

Linda slid off my prick as Barry's huge spent cock slid out of Sandra's wet slit, still coated in love cream.  She ignored him and took Sandra in her arms, kissing her passionately on the mouth and exploring her body with her skilled hands.  Barry and I fixed our first drinks of the day and sat back, watching as the two love-drunk women enjoyed long, slow, unhurried sex, pleasuring each other to repeated orgasms with practised tongues, fingers and a vibrator.

The day passed much as it started.  When both girls dressed, they left off their knickers.  Linda wore a micro mini, which showed her bright red pubic hair and pussy at every turn of the body and each time she sat or walked up the stairs.  She found a similarly brief skirt for Sandra to wear.  During the day, both Barry and I occasionally slipped fingers and cocks inside each of the women to keep them buzzing and by the time we parted in the late afternoon, each pussy had been thoroughly spunked again from both of us.

On the journey to Sandra's home, she asked if she had succeeded in meeting my request that she should spend the weekend behaving like a whore?  I assured her that she had exceeded all of my expectations and that I hoped to see a lot more of her in this situation.  She replied that I could count on it at the next party.  Circumstances forbade us meeting again prior to that and obviously a lot of the conversation dwelled on whether we had done the right thing in ever parting, especially now that our sex life was so excitingly full and satisfying.  She confessed that she had already given her telephone number to one couple who had pleasured her on the previous night; the wife was an absolutely gorgeous blonde and Sandra had told, Barry and Linda and I, under Barry's questioning, how the husband had fucked her to a standstill.

We parted just around the corner to where she lived with her partner and kissed goodnight lovingly, my hands still exploring that hot pussy which had taken more cocks in a weekend than she had enjoyed in her life before.  On the long journey home, my mind lingered on how wet her pussy still was, mainly thanks to Barry's huge pole and the equally copious amounts of spunk he had given her.  I was looking forward to the next party with mounting excitement already.



Sandra's Passions...Ch. 6



As I stood at hall door, I could hear the rustle of clothing then Dave's voice murmuring 'Mm, it feels even better than it looks in the photographs!' This was followed by a low moan from Sandra. My cock stiffened into a strong erection as I envisaged what was going on in the darkened hallway. I didn't want to disturb them at this moment but I was now very excited at the prospect of this complete stranger taking my wife and fucking her here and now.

Dave had only arrived a little more than an hour previously. It was his first visit simply to break the ice and Sandra to decide whether or not she wished to have sex with him at a later date. This visit had gone very well and Dave, who was well over six foot tall, was very personable. Sandra had taken a liking to him and she felt very much at ease in his company. When he arrived, we sat in the lounge with drinks, with Sandra and I on the settee. We chatted about various experiences we had enjoyed. He was much traveled and had gone to sex clubs is the United States, which, he said were a disappointment. 

When he excused himself to go to the bathroom, I asked Sandra if she would like a return visit from him so that she could fuck him. 

She smiled at me and said 'Yes, I don't see any reason why not, and I would certainly like to see what he's got down there.' 

'You certainly like the big ones, don't you?' I replied. 

She just smiled again at me and leaned over and kissed me. 'You benefit in the end, don't you?' She said. 

I had to agree with her there. She had not dressed in any sexy fashion for this evening's visitor, wearing a skirt and blouse, with her usual stockings, belt, panties and bra underneath. 

When he came back into the room, I handed him a large envelope containing 10x8 black & white glossies of Sandra. The first ones he looked at were of her posing in various stages of undress until eventually her beauty was fully exposed to him. There were then a number of very detailed close-ups of her pussy, and these he took his time over, gazing at them whilst Sandra was sitting just a few feet away. 

'Why do you shave?' he asked her. 

Without any embarrassment she replied 'It makes me feel cleaner, and I get much more pleasure when I am having sex. The men like it when they go down on me and my own sensations are much more intense.'  

I was quite amazed at how relaxed and uninhibited she was with him, as it was normally some time before she could feel so confident with a man to talk like that, and that was usually after they had made love. 

Dave then came onto a few photographs of Sandra having sex with other men. He made no comment about these but spent a considerable time examining the detailed shots of my lovely young wife being penetrated by other men's cocks, both in her vagina and in her mouth. 

'Do you let them come in your mouth?' he asked her. 

'Sometimes,' she replied, 'it depends on the man and the mood I'm in.' 

'Don't you mind, Bill?' He asked me. 

'We have a very open relationship,' I replied, 'and if Sandra wants it then it is up to her. I just like seeing her enjoying herself.' 

When he finished looking at the photographs, the atmosphere was electric. I regretted that he could not fuck her tonight and that we would have to wait till next week when, as Sandra agreed, he would visit us again. 

We chatted for a bit longer about sex in general and then Dave said that he would have to get going. We stood up and I shook hands with him making arrangements for the following week. Sandra showed him out into the hall whilst I collected the glasses and took them into the kitchen. I waited for a few minutes, knowing that Sandra would probably give Dave a kiss and cuddle before he left. When I returned to the lounge, I saw that they were still in the hall. I went over and stood at the door listening. I could hear the sound of them kissing and I became aroused, thinking of my sexy wife enjoying the attention of another randy man. I went and picked up the photographs that Dave had been looking at and noticed that the ones he had paid most interest to were those of Sandra's shaven pussy where she had held her lips open exposing her soft pink inner lips and clitoris.     

I returned to the hall door and listened to my wife doing what she did best. I could hear the rustle of clothing then Dave's voice murmuring 'Mm, it feels better than it looks in the photographs!' This was followed by a low moan from Sandra. I remained where I was, rooted to the spot, as the titillation of the situation was overpowering.  I was nervous of interrupting them, as I was hopeful that she would now be so worked up that she would want Dave to fuck her. I heard further rustling of clothing then the sound of keys falling onto the carpet. 

I waited a few more minutes listening to the sounds of kissing and moaning in the hall. My hand trembled slightly as I quietly opened the hall door. In the gloom I saw Sandra's red lace panties on the floor next to Dave's trousers. He had her backed up against the front door and I could see his naked buttocks pumping as he fucked her. 

'Are you O.K. Dave?' I asked him. 'Have you got into her yet?' 

'Yes,' he replied, 'But not completely, she feels fantastic.' 

Sandra was standing on her right foot, as Dave had her left leg lifted so he could get better access to her pussy. She was still completely dressed except for her panties and I could see the soft white flesh at the top of her stockings where Dave held her leg up. I went over to where they were and in the confines of the hall the overpowering smell of her sex was like an aphrodisiac. 

I kissed her on the lips and said 'Are you enjoying it?' 

She smiled at me 'Yes, he is very big though.' 

Dave had not stopped fucking her at my approach so I suggested that we retire to the lounge so that he could enjoy her properly. 

In the lounge, I helped Sandra to strip off everything except her stockings and suspender belt, feeling how wet her pussy was from the recent action with Dave. As Dave was undressing I noticed his enormous cock for the first time. I had never seen anything so big before in the flesh. It was about 8" or 9" long and very thick. He had mentioned in one of his letters that the circumference was 6 1/2" and though I had taken no real notice of it then, to see it in the flesh was very impressive. His foreskin was rolled back behind his big purple glans, and I could see that only the first three or four inches was wet with Sandra's love juice.  The veins bulged, the skin stretched taut over its throbbing length, and below the mat of his pubic hair I saw pair of very large, solid balls. I could see why Sandra was so excited. 

'How do you want him to fuck you?' I asked her. 

'On the settee.' She replied. 

I led her over to it and laid her down with her head resting on the arm. Dave, who was now completely naked, knelt on the settee between her legs. She bent her legs and I parted her thighs so that Dave could get a good view of her pussy. Without a word, he gripped his thick shaft and ran the knob up and down her wet groove teasing her erect clitoris as he did so. She quivered in anticipation. I knelt on the floor her watching him enjoying the feeling of my wife's sex lips caressing his bloated glans. 

'Good?' I asked her. 

She pulled me down and kissed me on the lips then whispered in my ear. 'It's marvellous; I've never had one as big before. He really is magnificent.' 

'Well, I want you to enjoy it.' I replied. 

'I will!' She said. 

His knob end was now well lubricated by her juice and he placed it at her entrance and slowly pushed into her. I was amazed to see her take this monster weapon into her soft belly with such ease; however, I did notice how her skin was stretched tightly around the shaft. He kept pushing his length into her until his pubic hair was pressing against her tender inner lips. Sandra let out a soft moan as she realised that he had entered her fully.  

'I didn't think I would be able to take it all.' She confessed with a gasp. 

'She's not too tight for you, is she?' I asked Dave. 

'Not at all, she feels great. She is so responsive, I can feel her muscles working on me.' He said. 

'I think she really needs a good fucking from you. I have never seen her so hot as this. It's your size that has her going.' I said. 

'Don't worry; I'm going to make sure she enjoys herself' he said. 

'You can spunk her, she's safe.' I replied. He nodded at that, as he began working his cock in and out of her.

After a dozen or so strokes he pulled out of her and again ran his knob up and down her very wet groove, the soft pink lips caressing him. Sandra was coming by this time and thoroughly relishing her latest sexual conquest. I had the delight of seeing him enter her willing body again and stroke into her. His shaft was now very wet from her juices and he fucked her for about a dozen strokes then pulled out and teased her groove. This went on for about ten minutes, entering her and shafting her, then pulling out and rubbing her up and down. I was terribly excited each time he went back into her, seeing his large purple end disappear into my wife.  I don't know how many orgasms Sandra had by this time, but she was in 'constant orgasmic' mode. I had been kissing her and caressing her body whilst Dave fucked her, helping her to enjoy his lovemaking as much as possible. 

Dave lifted her legs and put them over his shoulders. He grasped her thighs in his arms and positioned himself at her sopping wet entrance. With one long hard thrust he went into her. She groaned aloud as he hit the back of her vagina, the thick knob and shaft ramming up past the entrance to her womb. Before she had time to recover from this onslaught, he promptly withdrew almost entirely before he slammed back into her. Her eyes were wide open and she was gasping for breath as the most powerful orgasms she had ever had erupted deep in her belly. Her face, shoulders and upper chest and breasts were deep red, indicating her orgasmic state. Dave continued to fuck her, his thrusts getting faster and faster and I looked on as he gave my pretty wife the pleasure that I never could. His beautiful heavy shaft was almost a blur as he worked harder and harder on her, his big balls slamming into her bumhole with each thrust, thereby increasing her pleasure. 

I noticed that her thighs had begun to tremble and very shortly her whole body was shuddering with the power of her orgasms. Her breasts were bouncing up and down to his rhythm, the nipples hard and erect. When I bent down to kiss her, I realised how powerful was her gratification. She was almost weeping with the pleasure she was getting from him, and I felt so happy to see her being fucked, as she had never been before. She could not speak, but only gasp as wave after wave of sensation thundered through her. Dave kept at her for about fifteen minutes before he slowed down. Sandra was covered in perspiration. 

'She really enjoys it, doesn't she?'  He said. 

'She does indeed,' I replied, 'but I've never seen her done so well, you really have given her what she needed. Has she sucked your cock yet?' I asked him. 

'No, but I am looking forward to that.'

I then suggested to Sandra that I fuck her and she could enjoy Dave's cock in her mouth. She readily agreed to this, (as I knew she would) and Dave pulled out of her ravaged love hole. He lay back on the settee and Sandra knelt on the floor beside him taking his erection into her mouth. Because of his size she could only take the tip in and it was exciting to see her struggle with this, as she held the shaft. I noticed that she could not encircle it with her fingers, which heightened my lust. I had undressed by now and I positioned myself behind her. As I slid my cock into my wife's pussy I appreciated how well he had stretched her. Her love-tunnel was hot, very open and she had difficulty in gripping me with her muscles. She was drenched with her own juice and as I began to thrust up her I knew that the atmosphere was so charged that it would not be long before I shot my load up her. I gripped her hips and started to bang her as hard as I could. The sound of me slapping against her soft buttocks with each thrust, was counterpoised by the sound she was making with Dave's cock in her mouth. I knew she was coming with me, and her pussy was now gripping me properly, but I was unable to hold back my own ejaculation. Suddenly it erupted from my balls and the hot seed was splashing into her, soothing the ache of her lust.

When I finished coming I pulled out of her, and carefully wiped the excess moisture from where it was running down her thighs. 

'Have you come in her?' Dave asked. 

'Sorry about that,' I said, 'I was hoping you would have spunked her first, but she felt so hot I couldn't help it.' 

'That's O.K.' he replied, 'She will still enjoy my load when I give it to her. She really is very good with her mouth though.'  

I excused myself and left her sucking his cock whilst I went to the bathroom. 

On my return they had moved positions. Sandra was now lying on her back on the settee with her head resting on the arm and Dave was looming over her, one foot on the floor, and the other leg kneeling beside her head. His big cock was in her mouth again and I could see that he was gently fucking her mouth with it. Sandra was trying to take as much as she could and I sat on the floor to watch her suck on him. He pulled out of her and she licked along his shaft, her tongue lashing the thick veined monster, as she worked her way down to his balls. It was exciting to see her caressing his big hairy balls with her lips and tongue as he slowly moved backwards and forwards letting her have access to his entire length. He then carefully took his leg off the settee so he was now actually standing on the floor, legs apart with his crotch directly over my wife's face. Sandra caressed his buttocks and urged him forward so that she could lick his balls again. He obliged her and I was amazed to see her tongue lick past her balls and dart up between his buttocks. Dave moved slightly to assist her, and I saw her pull his buttocks apart so that she could lick his anus.  I was totally astounded. I had never seen her do this before and she had certainly never done it with me. I watched in fascination as my wife caressed another mans anus with her tongue. I moved closer to see the pink tip of it probe his brown hole, licking and caressing him there as her fingers dug into his buttocks holding him open for her most intimate of caresses. 

'You've really got her going,' I said to Dave, 'I've never seen her do this before.' 

'You should get her to do it to you, she is very good at it.' He replied. 

I slipped a couple of fingers into her wet pussy and gently caressed her there to let her know my approval of her licentious activity with Dave.

He then pulled away from her and came round the settee to fuck her. She moved down the settee to be more comfortable and he mounted her quickly and efficiently. I saw his cock slide easily into her pussy and her legs went up round his waist, her suspender straps cutting into the soft white flesh on the backs of her thighs, as she wrapped her strong legs around him. He held himself up off her on extended arms and he began to shaft her with very powerful thrusts. Her whole body shook with the pounding he was giving her and she immediately began to orgasm again. She tightened her grip on his hips and her heels dug into his buttocks, urging him deeper and faster into her greedy but deserving pussy. I knew that this time, Dave would spunk my beautiful young wife, and I was so thrilled to be there, when she received his load for the first time. 

As he settled into his rhythm I marvelled at how my wife was able to take such a large penis and derive so much pleasure from it. Her whole body was tense now as the orgasms surged through her and she was groaning with each slam of his weapon as it hit her cervix. The muscles on her legs and arms stood out as she clung to this bucking stallion, giving him as good as she was getting from him, urging him to even greater speed and performance, wanting to feel all of his manhood ramming into her voracious hole. Her juice was now staining the cushion of the settee as it dribbled down the crack of her arse. His balls were covered with the white cream, that she produces when she is on heat, and I knew that she would go cosmic when he came in her. 

He had been ramming it into her for about ten minutes now and he was close to coming. His face was screwed up in passion as he thrashed her love tunnel with his cock. I could see him tensing up as the delight she was giving him mounted to the peak. Sandra was in a paroxysm of ecstasy as she urged him to fuck her. 

'Bill, I'm going to come in your wife.' he gasped. 

'She needs you to,' I replied, 'make sure you give her all your spunk.' 

Sandra was now more verbal than usual. 'Yes, Dave, come in me, let me feel you. Fill me with your spunk, please give me it, please, oh, oh, oh, yes, fuck me darling, please fuck me hard!!'  

I had never seen her so worked up and the thrill of it was tremendous. Here I was, helping another man to empty his balls into my wife, wanting to see her enjoy the full blast of his semen deep inside her love tube. 

The lascivious words from Sandra brought him rapidly to his climax. She was pushing herself up at him, meeting his thrusts with her own, her nails were digging into the muscles of his arms as she clung to him hoping she would not be unseated by this powerful stud. The smell of her sex filled the room indicating how much she needed his cream in her. 

His buttocks were pumping faster and faster when he gasped, 'Sandra I'm going to come!' 

'Yes, Dave come, come, come in me now, I want to feel it. Please fill me now.' She managed to gasp out between orgasms. 

I watched as he began to ejaculate, each spasm slamming him deeply into her and as the first blast of his hot juice hit her cervix she let out a moan 'Oh yes, fill me, again, yes I can feel it, oh yes, yes, oh don't stop, don't stop, oh yes, yes, yes.'  


As I watched them climax together I could see that Sandra had never been fucked so well before. Her whole body was his and she was receiving so much from him that I didn't think he would ever stop spunking into her. He just kept slamming into her and pouring more of his precious nectar into her pussy, soothing her with his love outpourings. 

As they began to subside Sandra took him in her arms and kissed him lovingly on the lips. She was not passionate with him but very gentle and loving, her hips still moving against him, as her pussy muscles milked the last drops of spunk from him. 

'Thank you very much, that was fantastic. Will you come back next week for me?' She asked him. 

'I wouldn't want to miss having you again.' He replied. 

'In that case, save it up for me, I might want to have that load somewhere else then.' she promised him with a little smile, then kissed him again, her hands pulling him to her, roaming up and down his back, squeezing his buttocks. Her face was flushed and there was a fine sheen of perspiration over her upper body and forehead. She looked as if she had been well and truly fucked, as indeed she had been. 

A little later that evening, after Dave had left, and I had cleaned my wife's pussy for her, I lay in bed holding her in my arms. 

'You really enjoyed yourself this evening' I said. 

'He was very good, thank you lover for letting me have him.' 

'What did you men when you promised him that you would have his load somewhere else?' I asked. 

'I want to see what he can produce for me if I use my mouth on him next time!' 

I kissed her on those cock-sucking lips, 'I would love to see that also, you can certainly have him that way if you want, but I suspect he will have a great deal for you, judging by what came out of you this evening after he had spunked you.' 




Sandra's Passions...Ch. 6



She smiled at me and kissed me back, 'I certainly hope so.' she replied. 

About a week later, Dave returned for what should have been his first sexual visit, but was in fact, because of Sandra's high sex drive, his second. She was very excited about having him again, and she took special care in preparing herself for him. As I lay on the bed watching her getting dressed, I imagined how he would take her later that evening. She was putting on sheer black stockings, and attaching them to her black lace suspender belt. She was freshly showered and perfumed, and her pussy was completely hairless, having shaved it just an hour before. She slipped into a small black satin thong covering her lovely pubic mound, but leaving her buttocks exposed. A short black dress with a low neckline finished off her apparel. 

"You don't mind if he takes some photographs, do you?" I asked her. 

"As long as they are just for his use, I don't mind" she replied. 

I had already spoken to Dave on the telephone and he was keen to get some raunchy shots of Sandra to add to his collection of women he had photographed and fucked. He had also promised to bring some of them along this evening for us to see, and this further heightened my own excitement. I was a keen pornographic photographer at this time and had taken many reels of film of Sandra posing for me, plus just as many of her being fucked by other men. I always tried to get the best possible shot of her mouth or pussy being filled with another man's cock, and I was quite pleased with the results. I normally used black and white 35mm and printed them out on 10" x 8" paper, in order that the full intimate details of her body were clearly visible. It was some of those photographs that had got Dave so horny on the previous visit that made him fuck her on that eventful evening. I had started out using a Polaroid but the limitations became apparent very soon so I had switched to a 35mm SLR. I had my own camera on the bedside table, loaded and ready for this evening, as I did not want to miss any of the action shots that I knew were shortly to take place.

When she was dressed and had put on her black stilettos I got up and went to her, taking her in my arms and kissing her passionately. My hands wandered up and down her back. Coming to rest on her firm plump buttocks, pulling her into my crotch, so she could feel my erection. "I love you." I said to her. "I love you too." she replied.  

"Are you still looking forward to him tonight?" 

"Yes, but I am still a bit nervous, you know me." 

"Yes, but I also know how much you enjoy having another man whilst I'm here to watch you. It is just as much the sexual excitement as the nervousness that makes your tummy all full of butterflies." 

"I know, but I just can't help it." 

"Don't worry darling, he will soon be up you and all your nervousness will have gone and it will only be the sexual excitement that you will be feeling. Would you like a drink?" 

"Yes please, get me a Martini and lemonade." 

I left her putting on her make-up, whilst I went downstairs and prepared a drink for us both.  About forty minutes later, Dave arrived. He was much more relaxed this time and I realised that we were in for a good evening of sexual antics. Sandra rose to greet him and he took her in his arms and gave her a big kiss, his hands stroking her body, caressing her buttocks and breasts through the thin material of her dress. Sandra responded to him by grinding her crotch against him and slipping her tongue into his mouth. I settled him on the settee with a drink and Sandra sat beside him. I put a blue video on the TV and sat with them, so she was between the both of us. There was some polite chat, but as the video ran on, Dave was getting excited and his hands started to wander of Sandra. I saw him put his and on her knee and slowly caressed her thighs. As he worked his way up, she parted her legs slightly for him, allowing him to get further up the inside of her stockinged legs. 

I reached over and also began to caress her thighs, pulling her legs further apart in the process, so that this other man could get access to my wife's hot wet pussy. Dave leaned over and kissed her on the lips, his tongue exploring her mouth. Nothing was said but the atmosphere was electric, as we all knew that he was going to have her again, and my wife would commit adultery with him whilst I watched.  Sandra was now rubbing his cock through his trousers, bringing him to an erection and exciting her even further. His hand got to her crotch before I did, and by now I had pulled her left leg over my legs in order that we could enjoy her properly. As his fingers wriggled beneath the material of her G-string he felt her freshly shaven mound. 

"That's lovely," he commented, "so smooth." 

"I'm sorry about last time," she said, "but I wasn't expecting to make love to you then."

"That's O.K. I wasn't expecting to either. God your so wet!" 

I felt her tense up as he found her love button and began to stroke it.  I moved closer to her and kissed her and was very pleased with her response as she was obviously now very sexually excited. 

"Is that good?" I asked her, "Has he found your spot?" 

She smiled and nodded, then said "Can't you tell?" 

"Do you want to take him upstairs now?" I asked her. 

"Mmmm, might as well, I'm certainly ready."  

I realised that she was so hot for sex, that there would be few preliminaries tonight. I gave her another kiss and we then helped her to her feet. I could see Dave's erection in his trousers and I was keen to see that big cock in action again. As we ascended the stairs, Dave picked up a small bag that he had brought with him and took it upstairs.

In the bedroom, we quickly stripped off but Sandra kept her stockings and belt on. I laid her on the bed and Dave took a Polaroid camera from his bag and began to take photographs of her. She was quite happy to pose for him, showing off her female charms as he clicked away.

"Do you want me to hold her open for you?" I asked him. 

"Yes, I would like to get a close up of her." 

I reached down and pulled my wife's pussy lips apart so that Dave could photograph her clitoris and vaginal entrance. He took about half a dozen shots of her in various positions, and usually with me holding her open for him. I even parted her buttocks so he could photograph her anus. I could see the effect this was having on him, because his cock was now fully erect and throbbing in sexual anticipation. He put down his camera and bent down between her open thighs and began to lick her out.  I was sitting on the edge of the bed and was holding her hand. As his tongue found her clitoris she gasped and squeezed my hand tightly. She experienced her first orgasm of the evening. She was soaking wet with excitement and the smell of her pussy filled our nostrils heightening our own stimulation. My own erection was straining and I placed her hand on it. She began to stroke me whilst Dave continued to explore her nether regions with his tongue and fingers, slipping one then two fingers deeply into her pussy. 

"Would you like him in your mouth again?" I suggested to her. 

"That would be nice." she replied. 

"Would you like that, Dave." I asked. 

He came up from her crotch, smiling, "Yes I would." he replied.   

"Well, she's ready for you." I told him. 

He moved up the bed and positioned himself beside her head. He leaned down and offered his erection to her waiting mouth. I watched as my wife began to lick the tip of his penis, coating it with her saliva, and gently easing back his thick foreskin with her lips. Because of his size she was unable to take the whole of his glans into her mouth, so she contented herself with licking the knob end and up and down his thick pulsating shaft. Dave continued to finger her sopping wet gash, his big fingers opening up her love tunnel in preparation for the eventual penetration he would give her with his cock. Sandra had now managed to get most of the glans into her mouth and she began to work on him in earnest, sucking his cock in a fucking motion. It was beautiful to see my young wife pleasuring Dave in this fashion, as I knew that she was quietly proud of her ability to give very good head. Dave and I watched her intently as she serviced his cock, and my own was now straining to be used on her. 

I marvelled at the size and power of his weapon, and the way Sandra was obviously excited at having such a monster at her disposal yet again. 

"Do you mind if I feel it?" I asked him. 

"Not at all, help yourself." 

I reached across Sandra and felt the heavy shaft with my hand. It throbbed in my grasp, and as I ran my hand up and down its length I could feel the hot energy of it being transmitted into Sandra's mouth.  On impulse I leaned over Sandra and took the knob end into my mouth. I felt the heat of it against my tongue and the slightly salty taste of his pre-come on the large slit at the end. I managed to get all of it into my mouth and could feel my lips encircle his rolled back foreskin. It was a very erotic experience and I thrilled at the licentiousness of what I was doing. After a few moments of caressing him with my mouth I pulled back and allowed Sandra to take over. She clamped her mouth to him, annoyed that she had been deprived of her new toy, and again worked her mouth up and down on him. 

Dave was in no hurry to stop her and I decided that I could not wait any longer, as my erection was by now, quite painful. I lifted her legs and positioned myself under her thighs and guided my cock up to her pussy. Dave pulled his fingers out of her now wide-open hole and I easily slid into her. 

"Keep rubbing her clit, whilst I fuck her." I said to him. 

"Sure," he replied, "she seems to be enjoying this." 

"She loves sucking cock, and she has been dead keen to have you that way again." As I said that I could feel her pussy muscles clamp around my cock as it was buried deeply in her love tube. 

"I think she is starting to come." I warned Dave. 

"It certainly feels like it at this end." he remarked. 

"Good," I replied "she needs a lot of orgasms to satisfy her and I'm sure we will be able to take care of her together." 

"Her mouth is so hot!" he remarked, whilst I shafted her hard and fast. 

Sandra was now coming in continual orgasmic trembles, and I knew that I would not be able to hold back very long myself. The sheer sexual hunger of my wife was taking me over the edge, and my crotch was now wet with her outpourings. I could feel were Dave's fingers occasionally brushed against my shaft whilst he rubbed her clitoris, and this sharing of my wife heightened the gratification for me enormously. Her gasps and grunts of pleasure now filled the bedroom, and Dave said 

"If she is not careful I will be coming shortly." 

I replied, "Give her what she wants." 

"Do you mean that she want's me to come in her mouth?" he asked. 

"Yes I think so. Do you want Dave to come in your mouth?" I asked her. 

"Mmmmm." she said and nodded her head, still sucking avidly on his cock. 

"Make sure you give her all you've got." I said to Dave. 

"Don't worry about that," he replied, "I haven't come off for about a week, so she will have a lot, God I can't wait to fill her with it." 

I speeded up my own shafting of her and she was now thoroughly enjoying her orgasms, her upper body was deep red from the orgasmic flush and there was a sheen of perspiration on her skin. 

"I'm about to come!" Dave announced and this triggered my own climax. 

As I watched him stiffen, his strong thighs and buttocks clenched as the first load of semen was pumped up from his large bollocks and began its journey along his thick cock. His potent cream hit her in the back of the throat and slid easily down into her tummy. At the same time my own spunk was being pumped into her hot pussy, flooding her womb with my nectar. My orgasm was very strong, enhanced by the fact that my wife was drinking the spunk from another man's cock at the same time I was making love to her. Dave was grunting now as each spasm shook his body and another large amount of his fluid was willingly given to my wife. Sandra was in seventh heaven as she continued to work on him, ensuring that she tasted all of his juice, drinking him dry. At one point I noticed his semen oozing up at the corner of her mouth where it stretched around his shaft, and I though for a moment that she would lose some, but fortunately she was able to recover it and she sucked it back in. I don't know how many eruptions Dave had, about eight or ten, and each one seemed as big as that had gone before, but eventually he calmed down and Sandra lay back on the pillow, smiling up at him and licking her lips, just like the cat that got the cream I thought. 

"Was that good?" I asked her. 

"Lovely, I didn't realise how much you would have," she said to Dave, "I thought you would never stop coming." 

"That's because I've been saving it up for you." he replied and bent down and kissed her passionately. 

It was nice to see her respond to him in such a loving way, and I pulled out of her and took some photographs of her with him. She was quite happy to pose with his cock in her mouth and was actually quite blatant in a sexual way with him. I have noticed that once she has been stripped naked, she loses much of her shyness and this enables her to enjoy her sexuality far more and she is happy to show of her intimate parts to other men. 

I went downstairs to refresh our drinks, leaving them kissing and cuddling each other. I knew that Sandra was not content to lie with David and just enjoy his lovely body next to hers. When I returned the three of us shared the bed and David showed us his collection of photographs. They were all of other women he had fucked and I took great interest in them. He mentioned that without exception they were all wives and that the husbands had taken a number of the photographs whilst he was performing on them. I noticed that every one of the women had been photographed with his cock in their mouths and I asked him if he had shot his load into their mouths. He said that there was only one of them who had allowed him that privilege and he was therefore felt very honoured to have Sandra take him in this manner.  He was explaining how he had fucked these other wives and how the husbands had helped him to do so, and this lascivious talk got us going again. Sandra was lying between us a cock in each hand, gently coaxing us to full erections again. 

I noticed that Dave was once again fully erect and said to her "Would you like Dave to fuck you now?" 

"If he's up to it." she replied. 

"Are you Dave?" I asked him. 

"I think I could manage that for you Sandra." he replied.

She wanted him on top of her and he obligingly mounted my wife whilst I watched him guide himself into her eager pussy. Because of my earlier shafting and creaming of her he had no trouble forcing his mighty tool all the way into her. She gasped as he hit the end of her love tube with his big plum and her legs came up to encircle his hips. He then began to pump himself into her and she very quickly began to go orgasmic again. Her heels dug into his buttocks as he rode her to orgasm after orgasm, and the sounds of her pleasure only encouraged him to fuck her harder. I moved down the bed so I could see where his massive organ was sliding in and out of my wife, and I noticed a thick ring of her white cream at the base of his cock. He was giving her the full nine inches and her poor little hole was stretched around his girth as he rammed it into her again and again. After about ten minutes of solid riding his strength gave out and he gingerly lifted himself off of her. 

"You haven't come in me." she complained. 

"I just need to change positions." he replied. 

He then went under her legs and came up underneath her in the same way I had fucked her earlier. This time I got a very good view as he guided himself back into her hole. With my verbal encouragement he was soon riding her good and hard, giving her all the pleasure she could cope with.

I had been busy with the camera, both his and my own, as I wanted a good photographic record of her sexual conquests and this one was certainly for the family album. Dave also wanted a record of the event, so he could look back on the women he had fucked, particularly other men's wives. I stood at the side of the bed whilst Dave rammed himself in and out of her, enjoying the feeling of her pussy as it contracted around his shaft. I bent over and kissed her lovingly on the mouth and caressed her bobbing breasts as her body shook with his pounding. Her nipples were hard and erect indicating the height of her sexual pleasure. 

"He's really fucking you well." I said to her "How are your orgasms."  

"Fantastic. He feels unbelievably big. Ohhhhh Yesss. Ohhhhh." she replied as another orgasm coursed through her stimulated body. 

Dave had been shafting her for about twenty minutes, and I was content to let him use her for as long as he wanted, as I wanted to make sure that she got as much fucking from his as possible. He continued until he finally announced that he was about to come in her. My hands were trembling with excitement as I waited to photograph the moment when he ejaculated into her.  Sandra was going over the top again with the knowledge that he was about to flood her pussy with his juice. I was busy helping her by rubbing her clitoris whilst he was working in and out of her. 

With a loud grunt Dave shot his first lot into her pussy, pressing his crotch hard against her wide open pussy, rubbing his pubic hair into her soft inner lips and clitoris. I had pulled away and managed to photograph the moment as my wife received another man's cream into her womb. 

"That's it Dave, empty your balls into her." I encouraged him. 

He continued to ram into her as hard as he could, his climax as strong as the one he had earlier when he spunked her mouth. He held her hips with his hands in a vice like grip as he thrust time and again into her body, using her for his own pleasure, but giving her pleasure by doing so. The noise of her orgasm was a lot louder than normal and I knew that she was getting the biggest cock she had ever had up her little pussy and I had a great deal of satisfaction in knowing that I had not only engineered this debauching of my wife, but I was there to watch the act itself taking place.  

Needless to say that when the finally subsided, and Dave had slid out of her, I examined her ravaged pussy and took great pleasure in seeing how he had violated her pussy. It was very dark red and her hole was stretched wide open. I could see his semen lying inside her vagina and the excess was dripping down into her anus. I was very keen to get into her and without any preliminaries I mounted her. The sensation of having her after Dave had finished creaming her was wonderful, and I slipped into her feeling his spunk coat my shaft as it penetrated her. I had not had her like this after Dave had spunked her and I relished the new sensation. 

"I love you." I said to her. 

"I love you too," she replied. "Was that good? Did he give you what you needed?" I asked her. 

"He was very very good. They really were brilliant orgasms." she replied. 

"You certainly feel as if you have been well fucked, I've never felt you so wet and open before, with anyone else. It feels lovely. I wish I could share you much more like this and you certainly seem to benefit from being shared like this." I said. 

"That would be nice," she replied, "but don't take too long to come, he's worn me out." 

I said "Don't worry about that, I'm so horny having watched him fucking you that I will not be long in coming myself." 

And indeed I was very close to the brink and whilst she lay beneath me, I emptied my balls into her for a second time that evening, mingling my juices with David's, ensuring that my lovely wife got the 'spunk cocktail' she loves so much. She responded by coming with me and I then sank exhausted into her arms, kissing her with all my love. I was deeply devoted to this very sexy woman who was my wife and I was very keen for her to get as much extra marital sex as possible from people like Dave. I was convinced that the more men I could get to go through her the greater our own sex life would be.  This was in fact to be the case.