0 comments/ 68707 views/ 1 favorites You Just Never Know By: Laurie Laurie stirred sleeplessly as Paul lay peacefully by her side, softly snoring. Bastard, she thought. She smiled as she thought of the night she'd put him through though. At the three times he'd fucked her. Once in the ass, of course. At how incredulous Paul had been when she'd shared the story with him of his friend Howie and Howie's son Harvey double penetrating her in Mexico. Of how Harvey had slipped from her ass and she'd found both their cocks in her pussy at the same time. She giggled at the comment she'd drawn from Paul when she'd asked if he could imagine sharing her in the same way with his son, David. Paul had said that he and David didn't even talk to each other anymore let alone share teenage girls in bed. She sighed as she looked to the mirror laying on the nightstand next to their bed. There was just enough cocaine residue left for her to scrape it together and form one final line. She lifted the mirror and, as slowly as was feasible, used her gold straw to snort the single line of white powder from it. She wanted to savor it and make the experience of sucking it into her nasal passage so that it could work its' way to her brain last as long as possible. She stood from the bed and softly padded naked to the restroom where she splashed water on her face and examined her reflection in the mirror. She was exactly one week from her nineteenth birthday, and despite the complete recklessness with which she lived her life, she didn't look a day over fifteen. Her sister Kelli would be a senior at St. Edward's Academy in the fall and most people upon meeting them together guessed Laurie to be the younger of the two. She ran her fingers through the hair that she had only recently dyed blonde. Damn, she thought. I look good as a blonde. Then she giggled as she thought about how good she also looked as a brunette and how good she'd probably look as a redhead as well. She looked good however, and she wasn't shy about knowing it. Smooth, blemish free brown skin. Lean, tightly muscled. Just a trace of a vein running down the side of each bicep. Rigid six-pack abs accentuated by a one-karat diamond navel ring. Small, firm breasts that stood out proudly, with brown, thimble sized nipples. Nipples that got so hard they could be used to cut glass. Hairless pussy lips that could not give away the fact that she was no natural blonde. Thin brown pussy lips. Pussy lips that looked almost virginal and gave no sign that they'd had a countless number of cocks shoved into them. She looked closer in the mirror, and noted her dilated pupils and blue eyes. Blue eyes? Shit, she thought. No wonder my eyes are bugging me. She scanned the sink, counter top until she spotted her lens case. She tried to remove her right contact first, but it was stuck to her eye, so she squirted a few of the rewetting drops the optometrist had given her into it. She gave them a chance to work, and then she squirted a few drops into her left eye. She held her head back for a few moments so the drops would have the opportunity to soak into her eyes. Then she looked forward again and successfully removed the right contact and placed it into its' case. She had no problem with the left contact and as soon as her eyes were clear she was looking into the mirror and seeing that her eyes were back to their natural mocha color. "Maybe I can sleep now," she said aloud. She softly tiptoed back to Paul's bed and slipped under the sheet with him. Almost upon reflex, her hand drifted over to his cock. To her amazement, it was hard. She giggled and gave it a couple of strokes as she thought aloud, "My God. This guy's cock is medical phenomenon." She lowered her lips to it and kissed the tip. She pulled his foreskin down and licked around the head. Then she circled her lips around it and slowly moved it into her mouth. As she began to move her lips up and down over the length of his shaft, she felt him stir and begin to waken. She let his cock fall from between her lips and continued to stroke it with her hand as she looked up to see him looking down at her with his hands folded behind his head. She smiled and has her hand persisted with its' work she said, "Morning, Daddy." Paul grunted. Part from the pleasure she was giving him, and part from her use of the word daddy. He let his eyes fall on the mirror lying upon the nightstand and the gold straw and razor blade that lay next to it. Then, between gritted teeth, he said, "If I were your daddy, I'd have to spank that ass of yours for the way you behave." She took him into her mouth again and moved her lips down and back up over the length of his cock four times before lifting her head up again and going back to work with her hand. As her palm resumed its' strokes, she said, "Perhaps that's what I need. Perhaps that's what she needs too." "Huh?" he said as he fought to control his urge to come in her hand. Laurie kissed the tip of his cock. Then she kissed his lower stomach below the navel. She moved higher and kissed his stomach above the navel. Then she moved higher still and kissed his chest near the sternum. He gasped as she took one of his nipples into her mouth and softly sucked it hard. He gripped her hair hard with each hand and pulled her face up to his. After they had kissed, long and hard, he broke away and said, "What did you mean by that comment?" "What comment?" Laurie said as she tried to kiss him again. But Paul turned his lips from hers to avoid the kiss and said, "You said, 'Perhaps that's what SHE needs too.'" Laurie smiled demurely and said, "What do you think I meant?" Exasperated, Paul sighed and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't need to ask. Now what did you mean?" "If I need a spanking for my behavior, maybe Daddy's REAL little girl needs a spanking too." She paused before adding, "For similar behavior." Paul looked at the mirror and other paraphernalia again and said, "You mean?" "Yep. Daddy's little girl likes to get wired." Paul hesitated before shrugging and saying, "Cleo isn't a little girl and she has her own life." "What makes you think I was talking about Cleo?" "Whom else would you be talking about?" Laurie giggled. "No." Paul said. Laurie giggled again and said, "Oh yes, yes, yes. Not just Cleopatra, but baby girl Natasha has handled that straw too." Paul shook his head and said, "I don't believe you." Laurie smiled as she kissed her way back down to his nipples and took one back into her mouth. Yes he does, she thought. And as she felt his cock grow even harder in her hand, she thought, and it's turning him on thinking about it. She let her lips leave his nipple and kiss their way down his stomach and on to his cock. Just before she took him into his mouth, she looked up at him and said, "Not only can she handle a straw, but she's good kisser too." Then she immediately closed her lips around Paul's cock and took him full into her mouth. Just as immediately, he was blowing his load into her mouth and spraying the back of her throat with his cum. Once she had finished swallowing his semen, Laurie looked up to Paul and said, "My. My. Didn't we cum quick. I think I've found something new to throttle your engine." Paul grunted and to Laurie's surprise immediately pulled her over his legs so that her firm round ass was perfectly accessible. With that, he brought the palm of his hand down across her left ass cheek. When she squealed with pain and shock, he brought it down again. This time even harder. After two more firm slaps on her ass, he said, "Tell me you were lying." Through gritted teeth, she said, "I wasn't lying." Three more quick slaps and tears were streaming down Laurie's face. "Alright," she cried. "I was lying." Three additional slaps came down upon Laurie's ass as Paul said, "Don't patronize me, little girl. Tell me the truth." "YOU'RE HURTING ME!" Slap. Slap. Slap. "Then stop lying." "I'm not lying. She snorted cocaine and she let me kiss her. That's the truth." Paul released Laurie and let her drop to her knees on the floor beside the bed. He was already growing hard again even before she took him back into her mouth. He gasped as the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat and said, "What else did she do?" She bobbed her head up and down on his cock four times before letting him slip from between her lips and said, "You know what else she did." If only an implied one, her first lie. He closed his eyes as she took him back into her mouth. She smiled inwardly despite the pain she was in and thought, he's imagining what we did. Then she slowly worked her lips up and down the length of his shaft until he was as hard as she had ever felt him be. When she let him slip out of her mouth again, she took him in her hand and began to stroke as she said, "You want to hear about it, don't you?" He silently shook his head, and she said, "Oh yes you do. You want to hear all about the way she laid back on the bed and moaned as I sucked her nipples. The way she cried out like a whore when I kissed her pussy and fucked her with my tongue." Her strokes grew a little faster as she continued to talk, "You want to hear all about that, don't you?" He shook his head again and softly, with no conviction, whispered, "No." "Yeah you do. And you want to hear about the way she screamed and writhed and sweated the sheets wet while I made her cum. You want to hear all about that." She took him back in her mouth, expecting him to spray the back of her throat again. But, he didn't. He humped his hips up to fuck her lips, but he didn't cum again. After about five minutes of sucking she knew he wasn't going to cum in her mouth again, so she lifted her lips from his penis and positioned the lips of her pussy at the tip of his cock. Then she slowly eased herself down until he was fully inside her. This was better she thought as she rode up and down his cock. All the time taunting and teasing about the fiction fuck she'd shared with his daughter, Natasha. Until, finally, she'd aroused him to the point that he was about to erupt inside her. And erupt he did. Again, and again, and again. Shooting inside her until there was nothing left to shoot and they both collapsed in a heap. Her head resting on his shoulder as she playfully brushed her thumb back and forth across one of his nipples. Before she drifted off to sleep, Paul asked, "Did you really make love to Natasha?" Laurie smiled and told him the truth. "No. But, you just never know when I might." To herself, she thought, and now I know he wants me to do it. I bet he might even want to be there. * Laurie held her bag in her right hand as she used her left to knock on the door to the penthouse suite of the Sheraton Fiesta Hotel of South Padre Island, TX. After a moment, Natasha answered the door in a yellow, oversized tee shirt that barely covered her panties. From the way Natasha's breasts swung freely from side to side, Laurie could easily see that she had no bra on underneath the tee shirt. Her light brown hair looked disheveled as if she had been sleeping. Natasha looked at her nervously, but moved aside and said, "Hi, Laurie. How was your friend?" "Delicious. Too bad he had to get home to his wife," Laurie said as she stepped into the suite. "Gee, Nat. I figured you and Frankie would be out soaking up the sun instead of still laying in bed." As soon as Laurie dropped her bag, Natasha stifled a yawn and said, "We went dancing last night. We were out pretty late." "Really? Where's Frankie?" "She met a boy and went to his room," Natasha said as she crawled back into bed. "What about you, Nat," Laurie said as she sat on the bed next to where Natasha now lay. "Didn't you meet a boy too?" "Of course," Nat said through another yawn. "But, mine had to leave early and go to work." "Poor you," Laurie said as she softly stroked Natasha's hair. "Frankie got to go get laid, and you had to come back here alone after your guy left you at the club." Nat smiled and said, "Who said anything about him leaving me at the club? I just said he left early." "Uh-huh," Laurie said. "So, you're telling me you brought a guy back here?" "Well," Nat said and then paused. "That's right," Laurie said. "You came back here alone, didn't you?" Nat giggled and said, "No, Laurie. I didn't." "Right," Laurie said. "So you got fucked this morning then?" Nat had rolled onto her back as Laurie continued to stroke her hair. She sighed as Laurie's hand shifted and she caressed her neck. "Huh," Laurie said. "I didn't hear your answer." "Yeah, Laurie. I got fucked this morning." Laurie lowered her lips to Natasha's. Their lips brushed softly together and Natasha's parted. Laurie slowly began to suck Natasha's top lip, softly massaging it with her tongue. Natasha moaned as Laurie's hand drifted down and she cupped one of Natasha's breasts in her hand. She slowly rubbed the nipple erect through the fabric of Natasha's tee shirt as she slipped her tongue into Natasha's mouth. Nat met it with her own tongue and allowed Laurie's tongue to lead hers through a slow waltz inside her mouth. She gasped when Laurie broke the kiss and grasped the hem of her tee shirt. She sat up and let Laurie lift it over her head, exposing naked torso and creamy white breasts. Laurie leaned forward and as she pushed Natasha back into the prone, she softly took one of her nipples between her lips. Nat moaned again and she arched her back as the hand that had previously been cupping her breast was now slipping into her panties. She gasped louder than before as Laurie's fingers parted the folded lips of her moist pussy and Laurie's index finger slowly entered her. She groaned as Laurie worked the finger in and out several times. Each time she stroked it in and then stroked it out, the finger moved a little more slowly than it had on the previous stroke. Natasha found herself almost in agony as she cried out for Laurie to get on with it. Laurie smiled and let the nipple she had been sucking fall from her lips. She kissed Nat's neck very softly and then even more softly kissed her ear. As she was kissing it, she whispered into it, "Lift your hips, baby." Natasha obeyed and raised her ass off the mattress and Laurie slowly rolled Natasha's panties down her smooth creamy white thighs with the hand that wasn't working a finger in and out of Natasha's pussy. Once Laurie had the panties down below her knees, Natasha began to bicycle her feet until she was able to pedal off the panties and kick them away. Laurie kneeled next to the bed and pulled Nat so that her ass was against the edge, and she slowly began to suck on Nat's clit that was proudly protruding through its' fleshy hood, just like a small cock. Laurie sucked. Nat moaned. Laurie sucked harder. Nat moaned louder. As she sucked even harder, Laurie entered Natasha's pussy with two fingers and began to drive them in and out of her, sucking harder and harder as she drove the fingers in and out, faster and faster. Natasha lost control and put her feet flat against the side of the bed and pushed against it as she forcefully began to grind her pussy up into Laurie's face. Soon, guttural sounds were coming from deep inside her throat. She gripped and dug her fingers into the sheets as she humped up against Laurie's sucking lips and thrusting fingers until she was exploding into the morning and screaming like an organ grinder's angry monkey that wanted to be released from its' leash. And, finally, she was released by the orgasm Laurie brought her. It came in waves, each one a little more intense than the other, that reached an inevitable peak and slowly eased down. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Even the lesbian sex she'd had with Cleo had not been this good. At the end she sighed and freed her grip on the sheets so she could pull Laurie up to her. Their lips met and parted. Their tongues touched lightly, then more forcefully. Then their tongues retracted and they exchanged sucking each other's top lip before they broke the kiss and Natasha said, "My God, Laurie. That was out of this world." Laurie giggled and said, "You definitely owe me." "Shit," Natasha said. "I do, but I don't know that I'll ever be able to do that to you." "We'll have a lot of fun with you trying," Laurie said. "Got any blow?" Nat shook her head. "What the fuck," Laurie said. "What about all the shit Frankie and I brought back with us from Mexico?" Nat giggled and said, "We had a party." Laurie rolled her eyes and said, "That must have been some party. I only took a little bit of it up to Dallas with me and we brought a lot back with us." Nat shrugged and said, "Yeah, I guess we got carried away." Then she licked her lips and said, "Don't you have any of yours left?" Laurie shook her head and said, "Nope. I snorted everything I had. Don't worry though. I can make a call and have some brought over here to us. I'm broke though, so unless you got some money. We'll have to fuck for it." Nat laughed and said, "I have money." Laurie smiled and said, "Yeah, I know. As long as there is an ATM handy, YOU'VE got money." Nat shrugged and said defensively, "Am I supposed to be sorry I have a trust fund?" Laurie shook her head and said, "Nope. I sure wouldn't be sorry about it." "Then drop it." "Down, girlfriend," Laurie said. "I was just funning with you. Hang on while I make that call." As Laurie reached for the phone, she rolled off of Nat and lay prone on the bed. Nat lay next to her and stroked her straight, bleached, blonde hair. While Laurie talked, Nat moved her hair aside and kissed her neck. She kissed her way down the neck and playfully bit one of Laurie's nipples through the material of her sport bra. Just as Nat was beginning to lift up on the bottom edge of Laurie's navy blue sport bra, Laurie hanged up the phone freeing her hand so that Nat could lift the top over her head leaving her only wearing her form fitting navy blue gym shorts. Nat tossed the sport bra aside and hooked the gym shorts with her thumbs. Before she removed the shorts, Nat was able to see that they were very damp at the spot between Laurie's legs. Once she had them removed, Nat kissed Laurie's right thigh and then her left one. Laurie ran her fingers through Nat's hair and said, "You got five hundred bucks? He's bringing over a fourth of an ounce." Nat kissed her way higher up Laurie's thighs before lifting her face and saying, "How much is that?" Laurie sucked in her breath and gasped as Nat traced the tip of her tongue over the outer lips of her pussy. Through gritted teeth, she said, "Seven grams." Nat circled the tip of her tongue around and then flicked it across Laurie's clit. Then she lifted her head again and said, "Yeah, I have five hundred dollars." Then she went back to slowly flicking her tongue across Laurie's exposed clit. Laurie gasped again and said, "Ah. Good. Of course, you could always keep your money and we could fuck him for it anyway." She opened her legs as Nat didn't answer and let Nat dip her tongue further. Driving it deep into her, licking and exploring her insides. As Nat explored, she discovered some thick white fluid. Fluid much thicker and odder tasting than Laurie's juices were. She lifted her face out of Laurie's pussy and said, "Laurie! You had sex this morning!" "Jesus, Nat" Laurie said as she pushed her ass along the bed and moved to lift it back up into Natasha's face. "Yeah I did. How's he taste?" Nat made a face and said, "You could have cleaned up." Laurie laughed and said, "That's what you're tongue is for. Besides, you can never get it all. That's how I know you were lying about getting fucked this morning. I didn't find ANYTHING inside you." Nat gave the length of Laurie's pussy a slow lick before looking at her again and saying, "I know you don't believe in them, but some girls have their lovers wear condoms." You Just Never Know I'm fifty six years old. I'm married (seven years) to a great woman of forty three. She's my second wife and she was married once before, too. We each have two daughters from our first marriages. All the girls are out on their own now, so it's just the two of us at home. The situation makes it nice for us. We both love our kids but it's wonderful to have the freedom to walk naked to and from the shower, as well as simply sit around in the nude. Even at our 'advanced' age we have sex three or more times a week. Candy is adventurous and so am I. She discovered almost by accident that being spanked is a turn on for her. When she turns the tables on me, making me bend over her knee, I find that I have to be in a certain mood to enjoy it. Another fetish I had been curious about is what is known as 'water sports'. It had never even occurred to me that people might enjoy wetting their pants. My last experience with that – embarrassingly at the age of ten when I was shy about raising my hand to go to the boy's room – left me less than enamored of the experience. But I had explored many different subjects in my internet surfing. I am as straight as anything, but I've perused some bisexual, gay and transsexual sites. I find things about all of them that turn me on, though I'd hardly try them. There was just something about the peeing sites that kicked something up a notch in me I guess. Candy has mentioned that it 'grosses her out' thinking about people even peeing in the shower. Now, to me, there's nothing wrong with that. After all, we wash our armpits and asses in there. A lot worse things than pee must fall down the drain. I've always peed in the shower when necessary. At any rate, I was reluctant to approach the idea of our peeing on each other with her. What tipped the scales was after I'd tasted my own pee. The first time I just put my finger under the last drops and took it into my mouth. Other than a salty taste, it tasted like nothing. The next time I caught a little more in my palm and sipped it. It was the same. Finally, I took a juice glass to the bathroom with me when I felt the urge. I held it under my cock and caught a full glass before pinching the flow off and continuing into the toilet. I drank a good mouthful. It was still the same. In fact, it tasted like one of those sports drinks: chock full of minerals and things that a person loses through perspiration – or through urination. It hadn't occurred to me until right then that there might be a benefit from drinking urine. If my body excreted good things when I peed, drinking it should return them to me. As Alice said, "Curiouser and curiouser..." Still, as time progressed, our sex life dwindled. As usual it seemed like we were covering the same ground over and over. We fell to making love once a week or even less. I finally decided to broach the subject. We were lying together after making love when Candy said she had to pee. "Want me to come along?" I asked. She had slipped out of bed and straightened up to face me. Her chest was shiny with sweat and the delicious aroma of sex emanated from her crotch. "Why on Earth would I want that?" she asked me with a frown. "Oh, I don't know. It's just another intimacy. I could wipe you when you're done." Her frown dissolved into laughter. "What the hell are you up to?" she demanded. She knew I was angling toward something, but I was reluctant to tip my hand. "Nothing. Never mind then," I said and I watched her butt as she left the room. My dick started to awaken again as I pictured her sitting on the bowl, her hot stream splashing under her open crotch. I sighed. Candy came back to bed and started to crawl over me to her side. I waited until she put the first leg across me. Then I grabbed her thighs and pulled. She let herself go with it and ended up just where I wanted her. I stretched out my tongue and dipped between her labia. There was the slightest tang. I knew it was from her urine. "God, Dan, I just peed!" she exclaimed. I pulled back enough to say, "I don't care. You taste delicious!" I went back to licking her and thrusting my tongue into her hot slippery pussy. It wasn't the first time I'd eaten her after depositing my semen inside her. That shocked her the first time I tried it, too. Candy relaxed and in a few minute she was wiggling back and forth on my mouth, having another orgasm. We slowed down and she rolled over me. As she slipped under the sheet she said, "Where did that come from?" I decided to be honest with her. "Honey, you know I look at porn online, don't you?" It was a rhetorical question. She'd known from the time we first got together and had even told me once she was glad I did. "Yeah..." "Well, I've seen some water sport sites," I said. "Water sports? What...? Oh my God! You mean peeing?" "Yeah. I have been wondering about it. I think I would like to do that." "Wait: do you mean being the pee-er or being the pee-ee?" I had to laugh at her word crafting. "Either one. I mean, I remember how warm it was when I wet my pants when I was little." I hadn't told her about my fifth grade humiliation. "It just seems...intimate, you know?" "It seems nasty, you know? I don't think I could do that, honey. I'm sorry." That seemed the end of it. At least we went to sleep and nothing was said about it for a while. In private, however, I thought about it. I would pull up shots of women kneeling under men – and even opening their mouths sometimes -- to receive that golden shower. I looked at men lying under their partners and drinking the hot urine that fell down on their faces. I would get hard as I looked. Candy tipped her glass back and finished her drink. The ice cubes tinkled in the glass as she set it down. "Whew! I'm pretty wasted," she declared. "Honey, you only had two drinks," I protested, though I'd mixed her gin and tonic and I knew I'd made them strong. Still, it shouldn't have been enough to make her drunk. "You know me: the original lightweight," she said. Then she reached over to tangle her fingers in my hair. "Wanta go fuck?" she asked bluntly. I looked at her. Her eyes held that spark that told me she was up for something kinky. I sort of just shrugged my shoulders. "But first, I think I want another drink," I said. "Oh, Jesus! Okay, as long as you're willing to put up with a raving drunk, I'll have one more!" she said. I kissed her then. My hands found their way to her breasts and I fondled and tweaked. Her hand went to my crotch and found my stiffening dick there. She moaned into my mouth in anticipation. We broke the kiss. "But I have to pee first. You go make the drinks and I'll go pee." She got to her feet and turned toward the hallway. I grabbed her hand and stopped her. I got up and – still holding her hand – led her down the hall. "Dan! What the fuck?" She hadn't gotten the idea yet. I said nothing. In the bedroom I stopped her by the bed. I pulled her tee shirt over her head and unbuttoned her pants. "Oh, okay, this way we can play while we have another drink," she said with a crooked smile. She didn't know that the drink I wanted was in her bladder, waiting to be set free. When she was naked, she pranced with urgency while she undressed me. When I was naked too she started to pull toward the bathroom. I was enjoying her discomfort because it made it more likely that she wouldn't be able to hold back when I accompanied her to the bathroom. I put my hands on her shoulders and propelled her toward the bathroom. She sputtered, not understanding my role in her urination. I held my tongue. Once in the bathroom she turned to look at me. I took her hand and stepped into the empty bathtub. I pulled her in with me. When I got to my knees her eyes went wide. "Oh no! I can't pee on you! Dan, you know I can barely pee when you're in the room! Please!" I didn't say anything but I made sure she couldn't get free. I knew she had to go bad enough that she'd be unable to help losing it, no matter where she was. "Dan! Goddammit! Let me go!" She was not really mad, just frantic and embarrassed. I held my ground. I went from my knees to my back, pulling her gently along. Candy didn't kneel. She simply squatted, because she wanted to be ready to bolt for the toilet when I let go – which I surely must do when my joke was over. Squatting made control more difficult for her. She glanced down and saw that my cock had stiffened. She tells me my hard cock is the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. Okay, well, that's what she said! Anyway, when she saw that I was that excited she reconsidered. Besides, she simply couldn't hold it any longer. With a moan, she let go. The first of it came out in a gush, splashing onto my belly and groin. She looked into my eyes and whimpered as the stream continued to flow. I never let my eyes stray as I held out my hand to catch some of it. When I brought the handful of urine to my mouth and tipped it in, she groaned. I think she had a little orgasm then, though she denies it. After quaffing my first taste of her urine I scooted down so that she was peeing directly on my face. She gasped but I opened my mouth and took in what she had left (which wasn't much). When she finished I pulled her down to my mouth and licked at her folds. I sucked and licked up all the piss that was there. Behind that she was exuding a lot of pussy juice – much more than she usually did. We went to the bedroom and had the hottest sex we'd had in a long time. Candy asked later about the taste of her pee and what it felt like. All I could tell her was about the saltiness and pointed out how hard it had made me. She laughed. A few days later I was feeling frisky after dinner and we were making out on the couch. When I suggested we move to the bedroom, Candy said, "Why not the bathroom first? I think I have to pee." I don't think I've ever grinned that hard. I sighed as I reclined under my wife. She was standing up, not squatting as she'd been the other time. As a result her stream felt harder but a little cooler when it hit. She stood with her feet at my hips. She used her fingers on her pussy to direct the stream. She maneuvered it from my hard cock up to my mouth. I drank her in with relish. When she was done she started to step out of the tub. I rose up and grabbed her arm. She turned to me. "My turn," I said simply. She frowned but the frown disappeared immediately. "I don't know, honey..." I didn't give her room to decline. I just moved her back into the tub. My hands on her shoulders caused her to go to her knees. She closed her eyes and I took hold of my dick. I had to wait until the stiffness went a way a little bit before I could pee. After about half a minute of anticipation I felt the first squirt running out of my cock. Candy gasped when t hit her. I watched the yellow liquid flow from her tits to her crotch and fall into the tub around my feet. It was her idea to lean forward and taste my urine the way I'd done under her. She didn't complain. She didn't 'drink' it, but she let it run into and out of her mouth. Too soon I was finished and my bladder was drained. Inside, the feeling was much the same as when I spanked her. It naturally gave me a feeling of superiority, or of dominance. It was the opposite side of the way it felt when I allowed her to spank me or of when I subjected myself to her urination. The effect on her was what I'd expected. As repelled as she professed to be about peeing in the shower, she admitted the similarity between water sports and spanking. We've made it a part of our sexual repertoire, indulging in water sports about as often as we indulge in spanking. The biggest difference has been that she wants to spank me more often. And I find that I want her to spank me more often. Hmm... You Just Never Know I'm sure we aren't the first to have experimented this way, and we probably won't be the last, but for me it was a very unique and educational night. I learned a lot about myself and have elected to share that night with you. I'll admit up front that I was hesitant at first, but I was never one to pass up a challenge regardless of how other challenges faired in the past. Well let's get the story set, the characters defined and then go from there. My name is Angie and I'm a late twenties blonde with what I'd call an average body. I stand about five foot five, have a 34 C bust, hips I try to keep at about 36 and a waist that varies but most often is in the 24-inch range. At the time of this experiment I was seeing Mark. He was six foot two on the slender side but in great shape with a nice, but not amazing cock. What kept Mark in my life was that he loved to experiment in the bedroom and sex was not just a function of the day it was the day for us. I won't take the time to list all we did to one another, safe to say that if you've thought of it, we probably did it. We kept the relationship 'open', if that word works for you, now and again inviting another to join us in the bedroom. I was happiest when the third person had a cock and Mark enjoyed the additional pussy. One night we discussed our preferences and Mark shocked me by saying that our choices were more a result of societal conditioning then anything else. Mark is a psychologist and loves to believe he can understand the human mind. When I told him that hetero sex was natural, or that it was nature, not as he believed nurture, that put men with women, well that's when he challenged me. His idea and I'll admit it took me some time to agree, was that we'd gather a group of friends, friends who have joined us in the past, friends who also had 'open' relationships. We all go somewhere and rent a house for the weekend, one with sufficient bedrooms to allow each pair to have privacy. Then he sprung the catch. He had a friend who worked in an optometry clinic and had access to contact lenses that were made to blind a person when they were inserted. He said they used them when a patient had a lazy eye to force that eye to work harder, but for us it would make us all blind and force us to rely on our other senses. In other words we would learn of our partners by touch, smell, taste and sound. The more he talked about it the more I liked it. The hard part, he admitted, was once everyone was blind, how would they find one another? Calling out might allow us to identify someone by their voice and while we would ultimately know who we were with, the match up had to be random and had to be followed through. While we debated the how of it, we selected the people. Mark felt that a total of four couples would work as most rental homes would be either three of four bedrooms. I was surprised at how hard it was to get the other six volunteers. Eventually we found them. There were Kevin and Helen; Josh and Tina and Bill and Sara. Kevin was Marks height and weight and from his one visit to our bedroom was well hung and very good. Helen was taller then I was, with Red hair and huge tits, at least a 38 D if not DD. She was surprisingly slim with a nice firm ass. Josh was the shortest at only five foot eleven but he too had, like Mark, a nice cock but was just OK in bed. Tina was short too, only five foot one with dark brunette hair that she let grow very long. She was a very loud and vigorous fucker and loved to be on top when she fucked Mark. Bill was the tallest at six foot four and had a beer gut and a long thin cock. I liked him because he knew how to fill my ass and his cock slid in nicely. Sara was my height, blonde like me, with a similar body. I used to think that Mark would invite her over when he wanted to feel like he was fucking twins, we were that similar. We rented a house at the beach, after all why not enjoy more than sex? We arrived on Friday night and decided to do the experiment on Saturday. That night, over drinks, we discussed the rules of engagement. Four of us, two men and two women would each take a room. Once there we were to strip naked and then insert the lenses and wait. The others would each take a key yes all the rooms had locks. Since finding the doors might be difficult, we elected to allow the key holders to only insert the lenses once they found the right door. Once inside they would strip and get into bed with whoever was there. Those of us who took rooms did so when the others were on the beach. Once the key was in the right door, then the participants would insert their lenses. I know what you're thinking and yes there would be no way to assure that all couples would end up in a hetero situation and while we all argued about that, Mark insisted that was the only way to determine if sexual attraction was nature or nurture. I know it sounds stupid and I agree with you, but we all ended up agreeing to do this knowing the possibilities. I think in some ways the women were less up tight about it then the guys though I'll admit I had no desire to be in bed with a woman. We decided that each session would last only an hour and it was up to the individuals to do or not do something with their random partners. At the end of the hour the key holders would leave the rooms, take out their lenses and go back to the living room. The room holders would wait for their partner to leave then remove their lenses and return to the main room. No one was required to talk about what they did or did not do. In fact, we decided we would not say anything at all. Then we'd repeat the process with the key holders getting the rooms and the room holders now picking keys. We elected to do this four times that night. To make undressing easy we all wore only robes. I was one of the two women given a room as was Tina, along with Mark, and Bill. I went to the room, doffed my robe and sat on the bed and inserted my lenses. It was weird at first being blind, you think it's like waking up in a dark room and waiting for your eyes to adjust but that never happens. I sat there listening, waiting for someone to come in and could not help but wonder who it would be and what we might do. If it was Josh or Kevin I was sure we'd fuck, if it was Helen I wasn't sure what I'd do or what she would do. As I thought about it I heard the key slide in the door and, while amazed at how loud it sounded, I found myself eager to learn who was coming in. I surprised myself when I felt disappointed to learn it was either Josh or Kevin when a hard cock slapped against my leg. I gathered he was happy to have found a woman in his chosen room and without much time elapsing he began kissing me and caressing my tits. I let go of my feeling of disappointment and joined in the activities, searching for and securing his hard cock in my hands as he found my spread legs and wet pussy. Secure in the safety of a hetero union we took our time exploring one another and I soon knew it was Kevin whose large hard cock was in my hands. I took him in my mouth as we clumsily orchestrated our bodies in the classic sixty-nine position. I loved his cock but knew I'd never take it all in my mouth it was just too big for that. His tongue was magical on my pussy and my heart was thumping loudly as I sucked his cock. I guess the bit about your senses and how they compensate when one sense is lost is true as I felt Kevin's rough tongue on my clit and the taste of his cock was so strong in my mouth. Every touch was like lightning striking and it took some time to get used to it. I was so easily brought to the edge of orgasm and I wanted that cock filling and stretching my cunt. I begged Kevin to stop eating my pussy and to just fuck me. I guess he too was ready as we once again fumbled in the bed before righting ourselves. I rolled on top, wanting to sit down on that monster cock and Kevin did not fight me. It's funny how most of the time when we make love to our partners we close our eyes but for some reason knowing you can't see puts you a bit off balance and while I knew where my pussy was and where Kevin's cock would be, I still needed my hands to guide that cock to my waiting hole. When that cock entered me I felt it like I'd not felt a cock before. Every vein, every bump, every distortion to the surface of Kevin's cock took me by surprise. God I loved that first moment of entry, feeling everything so strongly. When my cunt rested on his pubic mound and he was buried in me I gasped and just let the feeling of how full I was consume me. I slowly rose up and again enjoyed the texture of his cock on the walls of my cunt; I felt how my labia grasped him as I rose and how they folded inside me as I came back down. I concentrated on the feel of his cock and how it rubbed against me. I loved the feel so much I wanted it to last and tried to take it slow, but you know what it's like once you start fucking, there is no staying slow as every nerve ending is screaming for more. Oh god I rode that cock hard. Kevin was no dead body beneath me either as he rocked up into my pussy as I plunged down on him. Every other time I'd fucked Kevin he lasted so long, but that night, he and I came and came hard and much quicker than we ever had before. When his cock erupted in me, I felt his cum splashing and it was so vivid in my mind, where each spurt of his white cum struck that my orgasm actually increased with each spurt. I collapsed on top of Kevin holding his spent cock in my soggy cunt, hoping we had time left to repeat this. All too soon the clock on the nightstand called an end to this interlude and I rolled off of him and let him leave. I admit I lingered a bit after the door closed, just enjoying the memory of that fuck, I was so sure nothing could be any better and hoped I'd get lucky in the second round and find Kevin in the bed. I took out my lenses and looked at my red swollen pussy lips and at Kevin's cum oozing out of me and scooped some of it up and tasted our mix fluids. Then I quickly washed myself and donned my robe and went to the living room. As agreed no one said anything but from the looks in their eyes I could see a mixed reaction. Bill looked pleased but Mark and Josh looked emotionless. Helen and Sara looked embarrassed and Tina had a glow. No one said anything as Tina, Mark, Bill and I went to the beach. Kevin, Josh, Helen and Sara all took a room. When we returned to the living room I took a key from the bowl as did my three companions and then we headed to the rooms. The first door I tried failed and it wasn't till the last door that I found my second adventure. I slipped the contacts in and fumbled with the door but made it in and closed it behind me. I was more accustomed to the dark now and heard my next partner breathing heavily on the bed. I found my way to the bed and slipped in knowing as soon as I hit the sheets that the tits I felt belonged to Helen. I heard her sigh as she realized a woman had climbed into her bed for what may have been the second time that night. We both just stayed still and I contemplated the situation. I'd never desired a woman and I could not help but wonder if Mark was right about the nature nurture thing. Tentatively I reached out to Helen and lightly caressed her large tit. I searched for and found her nipple, hard and erect, and leaned in and took it in my mouth. I discovered I didn't hate it and wrapped my arms about her and she did the same to me. I let my lips find her and we kissed, softly at first and then with more passion. I found I enjoyed the taste of her lips more than I ever thought possible and felt very comfortable in her arms. I admit I gasped and jumped when her hand found my recently fucked pussy, but soon allowed myself to relax. When my legs, seemingly of their own accord spread for her, I took my own hand and searched for her cunt. I did enjoy fingering her and her fingering me, but neither of us seemed inclined to 'go all the way'. We spent the hour playing with each others cunts and tits, kissed often and dueled tongues but that was all. When the hour was up we kissed and I put on my robe and retuned to the living room I didn't hate being with Helen, but I didn't cum either and I wondered what my expression would look like to the others. I did smile when I realized that for at least two sessions now, two guys were paired off. I stifled a giggle though trying to maintain the dignity, such as it was, of this experiment of Marks. On the last go round we repeated the positions of the first only changing our rooms. Why I don't know, but it seemed important to Mark, so we did. He seemed a bit tense and I wondered if he was mated with guys both times and was hoping to change his luck. This time no one's face showed much of anything except that they were tired of the game and would have preferred to just choose a mate and go fuck. In my room I lay naked and blind, my hearing now acute enough to hear the key in the lock and the soft footsteps of my next partner. By the size and smell of my partner I knew it was Tina and when she climbed into bed and realized it was me she seemed to relax. I did too, though after the nice but not hot time with Helen who knew what might occur. I reached out to her like I had with Helen but when my hand touched her smaller tits; I felt a connection and quickly rubbed her nipples with a degree of pleasure. I heard her moan and knew she was enjoying my touch as much as I was enjoying touching her. Soon we were in an embrace and kissing deeply with a good deal more passion then I intended or expected. When Tina slithered out of my embrace and worked her head between my thighs, my legs opened wide to give her access. When her tongue grazed my clit and her lips sucked on my labia I wanted her to do more. I took her head in my hands and pulled her into me, enjoying the feel of her tiny tongue penetrating my wet and ready pussy. I heard myself groan as she worked that tongue inside me, somehow it felt so much better than when Kevin had done something similar. I only know I was building quickly to an orgasm and if she stopped I think I might have strangled her. But she didn't stop and I came, oh how I came. I came and came and flooded her mouth with my cunt juice and she slurped it all up and kept on licking me. I was so turned on that I literally lifted little Tina up and swung her around planting her cunt on my face while she kept eating my pussy. The first time I'd ever willingly attacked a woman's pussy. Sure I'd played a bit when we had a woman in for a threesome, but this was different. There were no cocks to be had and I wanted, no needed to eat this woman, to taste her, the feel her cunt spasm on my face, to have her cunt juices filling my throat. I ravaged her pussy as she attacked mine. I wrapped my legs around her head and used them to pull her deeper and then clasped her ass and pulled her into my mouth, wanting in some ways to swallow her cunt. I was so involved with Tina's sweet pussy that I cried when the alarm went off and we had to split. I'd cum so often and brought her off just as often. I was spent. I was a wet rag with almost no energy. As Tina moved to get off the bed I took her arm and pulled her back. I told her I wanted her to stay and she reminded me that we had one more session but that after that, if I wanted to, she'd spend the rest of the weekend with me. She kissed me again, pulled each of my nipples then I heard her leave. I took out the contacts and reluctantly put on my robe and went to the living room. I drew Mark for my last session and while he seemed to enjoy fucking me, all I could smell was the odor of cum on his breath and knew at that moment I'd never fuck him again. I did spend the rest of the weekend with Tina and when we went home I packed my things and moved in with her. Tina is a bit of a submissive and we've sort of developed a Mistress/Slave relationship and are for the most part an exclusive couple. The one exception is that now and again, usually when both of us can think of nothing else, we ask Kevin to join us and together we enjoy his big hard cock. I love watching it open Tina's small cunt and hearing her scream in ecstasy as she rides him. She's loud, sometime too loud but I've come to love her and the way she obeys me. I never thought I'd live with a woman, never thought I'd be the dominant type, I never thought I'd settle for just one lover, but with Tina all that may change. Mark? Well last I heard he was trying to write a paper on our experiment, but none of his conclusions seemed to be important. Only Tina and I changed. All the others continue to be mainly hetero and most of us get together for drinks now and again, still friends. Mark has left the circle, but it seems no one misses him all that much. Only Josh ever mentions him and that kind of makes me wonder. You Just Never Know Chapter 1 When I married Lisa twenty-seven years ago, she was not only a virgin at nineteen, she had been raised by parents who taught her that sex was something dirty and that she would be marked for life as a bad girl if she ever yielded to carnal temptation. Her parents were strict in almost every way imaginable but sex was the most heinous of sins according to them. So, it was our wedding night when the first penis entered my wife. It was also the first time she'd ever seen a penis, other than changing diapers when she babysat. Yes, it's true. You can imagine how slow it was to bring her thinking around to trying to enjoy sex, to make love just because it felt good and made you feel closer as a couple. She was also brought up with strict attitudes about dancing and drinking and card-playing, even Solitaire, but these she seemed to modify mostly on her own. It was sex that was so slow to evolve in her mind. The first years of our marriage were filled with guilt for her. She never wanted to admit that she had desires, that she could or would get horny, that she would desire an orgasm; she often satisfied me and then ended our sex. Now, for me, I didn't have that background, I felt sex was to be enjoyed, that it contributed to a marriage, that a woman not only should have an orgasm every time but that she deserved it as well. During these years, if Lisa had a strong and dramatic orgasm, she would somehow feel guilty that it was so pleasurable. Now I know that you might find this hard to believe but that was how she was brought up. It took years for her to actually try to increase her pleasure from sex. I kept urging her, of course, telling her that the pleasure she felt was good, that it was meant to be that way, it was why her body was programmed to react so wonderfully when an orgasm happened. She slowly began trying to improve how she felt when we had sex and to be more spontaneous about sex. Spontaneity was something that came slowly. For the first few months of our marriage, she would undress in the dark when we were to have sex, I did get to see her body at times, like in the bathroom showering and such, but she never felt comfortable spreading open for me and any thought of oral sex was out. She just couldn't understand how I might want to get down and lick on her. She did suck me off once in a while, in the beginning I had to be fresh and clean right from the shower and she always had me tell her when I was about to cum so she could finish me by hand. Her attitude toward cunnilingus changed but not from anything I ever said. It was really Rita, one of her closest friends who one day told her about how wonderful her husband was with his head down between her legs. Lisa just listened as Rita told her how Jack would lick and tongue and finger her until she orgasmed over and over and over. That evening, she told me about the conversation and I said I'd love to do it any time she wanted and later in bed she had me give her oral sex. She was never the same after. I really meant that I would do her whenever she wanted and, well, that was a really big step toward getting her over much of her remaining reluctance in bed. Oh, not just bed now, either. If our two daughters weren't home, she was now open to having sex just about anywhere in the house - kitchen, bathroom, shower, office; yes, she had come a long way. After being married about fifteen years, Lisa began working out, trying to get back to the body she had when we got married and did trim off some pounds and firmed up in general. I had thought she looked good even with a few extra pounds but, I had to admit, she now had her flat tummy back, her butt firm and tight and her legs sexy and shapely. So, at thirty-five, she was looking mighty good, at least ten years younger than you might expect. She seemed pleased at the time about her new body and took pleasure in showing it to me, such a change from the first few years we were together. She even posed for a few pictures in her new bikini which showed far more than she'd ever exposed before in public. As the next few years went by, the photos I took were slowly getting more explicit. The first ones that were really beginning to get hot were some in her bikini with the top off and her hands cupped over her nice, firm B-cup breasts, smiling at the camera. I even took one when she had dropped her hands for a moment and she didn't have a fit. A long way my Lisa had come. Over the next few years, she seemed to be much more accepting that her body was desirable and that she enjoyed being an object of desire. I would point out guys who were eyeing her as we shopped in the mall or wherever and she was dressing more like a woman comfortable and accepting of her sexuality and sexiness. The photos were also moving into full nudity, even after a few more years, into open legs shots, sometimes with a finger or two inside. She had come a long way, for sure. Our sex was more fun and more frequent. She was trying more positions, doggie, was, like for many women, I guess, her favorite and she wasn't hesitant in the least to ask me for a certain position or technique. She had come to love oral sex, giving and receiving, now swallowing without any hesitation at all. Of course, I had accumulated quite a collection of photographs of Lisa and we sometimes thumbed through them both amazed at how much she had loosened-up over the years. Some of the pictures were now of us both, often engaged in sex of some form, thanks to the handy timer feature on the camera. One thing we didn't have pictures of, however, was us with anyone else, another person or couple. I had brought it up several times and she just wouldn't hear of it. I did meet a fellow who had told me that he and his wife did some swinging and swapping and mentioned it to Lisa. She was pretty set against it but did relent about having dinner at a restaurant with them. After that, she told me she just didn't feel some kind of chemistry with them and didn't want to go any farther. Well, I had gotten her to pose for pictures that I never thought she'd go for and our sex life was so much more rich and varied that I decided to just shelve the idea of sharing and let it go. I knew when I had it good. So this went on, quite nicely, actually, and about eight years ago, I had been away for a two-week business trip and arrived home on an early Saturday afternoon with a carry-on full of dirty laundry. It was about three in the afternoon and I was wanting little more than a long hot shower, a cold beer and a good soak in the whirlpool tub on the back patio. "Well, you'll have enough time for that, sweetheart, but tonight we're having Brian and Diane over for dinner and they're bringing Jack and Rita with them. They'll be here at six-thirty and the girls are going to Grandma's for the night, I'll take them over in a while." Well, shit, I thought. I was tired and really wanted a nice slow fuck after being away for two weeks. So, I went and took a shower, shaved nice and fresh, pulled on some trunks, grabbed a beer and slipped into the jet tub and lay back dreaming about our company finally leaving so I could get a nice fuck from my honey. She got back after taking our girls to Grandma's, then went up to change. After a bit, she called out to me that I needed to get dressed, so I reluctantly got out, dried off and went up to change. I was just finishing up when I heard the doorbell ring and a commotion of voices drifting up the stairs as people arrived. I went down and greeted our friends and the first person I saw then I hit the bottom of the stairs was Lisa. Well, she was facing me as she kissed Diane on the cheek. My wife was in a white leather miniskirt that I don't remember seeing before and a sheer lacy white blouse which was open to somewhat below her bra. The bra she had on was one I had bought her several months before, one that cupped her breasts, pushing them up and together to enhance her cleavage. Well, her cleavage was certainly on show tonight, her nipples were barely hidden from view. Well, well. As I said, she was kissing Diane who was tall and blond, standing there in a satiny black dress that seemed glued to her. A long slit exposed one of her beautiful legs as she stood there. The dress was tied over one shoulder and exposed a nice curve of her upper breast. Lovely. Rita was also standing in the entry hall, she was the shortest at just over five feet, a flaming redhead with curls spilling down to her shoulders. She was in a low cut spring green sundress that offered a captivating view of the ballooning tops of her generous freckled boobs. Rita was small but admired by all for her rather top-heavy figure. As we all moved into the great room, Brian helped me pour the wine and distribute it among our guests. We all had a nice chitchat over our wine and then moved into the dining room as Lisa brought out dinner. We all ate the lovely meal my sweetheart had prepared and I was soon opening the fourth bottle of wine. The companionship was nice yet I caught a slight unease or nervousness at times, especially from my wife. But, the others seemed relaxed, even rather giddy, especially Diane who seemed a bit giggly but maybe she's just more susceptible to the powers of wine. Anyway, it was a lovely dinner and Lisa sent the three of us guys down to the game room downstairs while the three lovely ladies cleaned up from dinner. Soon, the girls joined us and Rita announced that she had a game for us to play. Lisa scooted tight next to me and placed her hand on my thigh as Rita went on. "Well , we all probably remember Spin The Bottle, right? I've got a little more fun version for us to play, one I'm sure you guys will like lots more than the original back when we were in junior high." Brian leaned back and said, "Hmm, I'm liking this already," as Rita went on. "Well, here's a wine bottle from dinner and the way this works is someone spins the bottle and the person it points to gets to kiss the person and then remove an article of clothing from that person. As they do it, there can be no sexual contact with any part of that person...as long as it is still clothed." She stopped for a few moments to allow that to all sink in, then went on. "Now just like in school, if the bottle points to someone who is the same sex, give it another spin." "Sounds like fun, Rita," I tossed in. "Oh, there''s more. The first gal to get naked pairs up with the first guy to get naked and they can go off and be together. Now if they're already a couple, then the second one naked pairs up." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The game was to pair us off with another person's spouse for a night of fucking. I looked at Lisa and she was just sitting there smiling at Rita waiting for her to finish. What the hell, I thought. I figured she's be mad as hell. "So, there's no losers, just winners. The three bedrooms are all set up and we'll all meet for breakfast at nine. So, who wants to start? Let's get in a circle, just like we did in junior high. This time, though, the kissing will be all over." The bedrooms are all set up? Well, Lisa obviously had a hand in this whole thing. Omigod, she's willing to swap. Incredible. Then I heard the first person say, "I'll go first." It was my wife who leaned over and twirled the bottle around. It ended up aimed at Diane, so she spun it again. This time, it pointed to Brian. Lisa stood up, crossed over to Brian who was now also standing, and they embraced and kissed long and hard as Lisa ground her hips into him. In a minute, they separated and she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it to his wife, Diane. Then Lisa bent down and began licking his nipples, taking sucks on them. I have to say, it was pretty arousing to watch your wife making sexual advances to a friend of yours. Then, they parted and got back down as Brian spun the wine bottle which ended pointing to Rita. Brian got up and pulled Rita up off the floor into his arms and they kissed tonguing each other as they moved tightly together along their pubic areas. Then Brian took off her earrings which she said should count for one thing. Well. Then Rita took a turn and got me. I stood up, took her in my arms, kissed her and pulled her close. Then she pulled my shirt off and licked circles around my nipples finishing each one with a suck. Lisa was sitting next to me and I leaned over to whisper in her ear, "What made you change you mind about doing something like this?" She looked up at me, smiled and said softly, "It was Rita, really. She told me of some swap parties she and Jack had gone to and that they were now were going to get together with Brian and Diane, so I kind of invited us in. She told me about it and, well, I went home after that lunch with her and got off three times. That was the day about a month ago when I was naked when you got home and had you fuck me before supper and after. Remember?" I told her I did, indeed, and I was pleased that she was open to this. So, Lisa was excited about it. That was good, very good. It went on a while more, I was now down to my briefs, Lisa was in bra and panties, Brian had socks and briefs on, Diane was topless in panties, it was Jack, Rita's husband who got her bra off and he had a great time licking and sucking her nipples. Jack was in briefs and socks and Rita was now topless as well. I had taken her bra off and the bra she had worn under her sundress was a demi-bra which cupped her freckled breasts until they were overflowing. As I stood there reaching behind her to unfasten the clasp, I realized that she had thoughtfully worn a front-opening bra. I bent down and licked the exposed tops of her reddish nipples as I pushed the clasp together and it fell to the floor. Rita is the shortest one of us and I really had to bend down to get her nipple in my mouth. But it was well worth the effort as I sucked her little rock-hard centers making me rock-hard as well. Then, Diane spun the bottle and it pointed to Jack, Rita's husband. Off came his socks. Then Jack spun and Lisa got her bra taken off as I watched Jack hungrily kiss and lick and suck my wife's nipples. As he was bent over her, she was looking at me, smiling, as I winked at her. She looked pretty happy and my cock was as hard as it had been in years. Lisa spun the bottle next as it stopped pointing to Brian. They both stood and began kissing as Lisa gripped the waistband of his briefs, then pulled them to the floor and just knelt there, his cock wavering right in front of her face. As she leaned forward, she glanced at me, smiling as I watched her begin sucking Diane's husband. "Oh, Brian, you're getting your wish," Diane said to her hubby. Well. Looks like Brian may have had a little fantasy going with my wife at the center of it. Lisa sucked him for a few minutes as I watched knowing how good she is sucking a man's cock, then Brian twirled the wine bottle which ended up pointing to his wife, so he spun it again. This time it landed aimed at Lisa's open legs, perhaps an omen. She stood quickly as Brian kissed her again while working her panties down which fell to the floor once off her hips. She reached down for his cock and lifted a leg to put it between her legs. Rita stood up and announced, "Well since there are just three couples, once these two people are paired-up, that means that Diane and Jack will be together and I'll be with Lou for the night. Let's all get naked and refill our wineglasses and we sit together in a new pairing before we go off to bed." Chapter 2 So I was with Rita who was simply a small bombshell of sex standing there naked as she took me by the cock and led me to the sofa where we sat and started necking as we made out the same way that the others were doing. My wife was up on Brian's lap facing him, his head down sucking her boobs as her hand rubbed his cock which was sticking up between them. Everyone was occupied until the wine was mostly consumed, then Rita called time and we all went off. I was assigned to my own master bedroom and Rita took me by the cock and led me up the stairs and into our bedroom. There were candles lit and the bedding was turned down with a rose on the pillows. An ice bucket was on the dresser, complete with two flutes and a bottle of nice champagne. I opened the bottle and filled our glasses as Rita stood next to me slowly rubbing my cock. "You're just the one I wanted tonight, Lou. I've had Brian before and really wanted a new cock and yours is so nice." She lowered her champagne glass down and dipped the tip of my cock into it, then knelt and licked it off. "Nice way to have champagne, huh?" she asked as she led me to bed. "I am so turned-on and horny, let's just get right to the fucking, okay?" she asked. "Can you do me from behind, doggie-style, it's my favorite?" "I'd be happy to fuck you any way you want, Rita, sure," and she got positioned up on her hands and knees as I crawled up behind her. I could see the split halves of her plump pussy glimmering with their wetness in the flickering light of the candles and pressed right up to her. I didn't have to do anything, she just gave a hard shove backward and put me about halfway inside her, then I pushed the rest of the way. Well, not only was Rita a small woman, she had a small pussy, as well, nice and tight. She gripped me wonderfully as I moved back and forth. "Mmm, like my pussy, Lou? Your cock is wonderful, you really get deep," she said turning her head back toward me as she moved her hips around while I fucked in and out. "I just love your pussy, Rita, so tight and sweet. So, how did you ever talk Lisa into this? I've tried for I don't know how long." "I'm a woman, Lou. Women trust and listen to other women. I told her about my own experiences, she asked me a ton of questions, I told her some more and, well, she wanted to do it. So here you are fucking me. Isn't that nice?" "Oh, so much better than nice. Just wonderful." "Well, she's with Brian tonight and I can tell you, he's an eager and attentive lover. She'll have a great time. Just like you will, Lou. Mmm, yeah." "Well, I'm just glad you talked with her, this is great." "She was pretty hesitant at first but then I described Brian and Jack to her, how they were each hung, after all, they've both fucked me, of course, and she asked me some pretty detailed questions. I think she sold herself, actually." "I can't wait to see how it goes with her and Brian, maybe this is a whole new start for us in partying with you guys. I hope so." "Mmm, I do too, now make me cum, Lou, make my pussy happy," she said as she dropped her head down on the bed while I took long strokes in and out of her upturned slit which I was rubbing along with my thumbs. I fucked in and out for a few more minutes, then, moved my thumbs to pull her labia apart and began pulling my cock all the way out of her on each upstroke, then plunging down, reentering her, parting and opening her with each thrust inward. "Mmm, that's good, feels good, Lou." It did feel good, every time my cock would enter her, the tip would have to slide past through her tight outer and inner labia headed deep inside her and it felt so good. Then, I just fucked into her for a few inches, back and forth, penetrating her shallowly, just over and over, as she began to moan. "Mmm, mmm, oh, Lou, that's so good, it's going to get me off, mmm, I...uh, UH, UNH, UNH, UHH, UHH, uhh, umm, mmm, mmm," she groaned as she bucked back and forth, taking me deep inside her as she wiggled her hips around. It just did it for me. "Oh, I'm cumming, Rita, oh, mmm, MMM, UNH, UNH, UNH, UHH, mmm, mmm, oh, that's so good," I moaned as I followed her down onto the bed, keeping deep inside her as I felt her tighten around me. You Just Never Know "Mmm, just leave it inside, it feels nice, Lou. Was it a good fuck for you? It was for me." "Oh, so good, yeah, this whole idea is so great. I've wanted to do something like this for a long time now. I just can't believe you convinced Lisa to do this." "I think she convinced herself, Lou. She did ask me questions but, yeah, I think she was wanting some new and exciting cock, if you ask me." "Well, no matter what it was, here I am fucking you, Rita." "Mmm, yeah, and fucking me so, so nicely with this wonderful cock of yours. Can we get it all nice and excited again? Maybe I can work some magic," and she sat up, leaned over and slipped her warm, wet lips down over my cock to delightfully suck it back to life. She sucked me for a few minutes then raised up. "I like the taste of the two of us, Lou, I hope we get to have each other more in the future. We taste good together, wanna see?" she asked as she spread open. I moved down between her legs and began licking her as she squirmed under me. "Mmm, yeah, I like how you're making me feel, nice, yeah." I ate her for a few more minutes, then she pulled me up and wanted me to fuck her as she raised her legs straight into the air. I pushed into her and began moving back and forth as she swung her hips from side to side. "Mmm, as much as I love my husband, it's sure nice to have a new cock once in a while and I'm so enjoying yours, Lou." "Yeah, this was just so unexpected, Lisa didn't tell me anything about tonight, just that we were having dinner guests. I just never expected anything like this." "We women are mysteries, Lou. She's with Brian and I've had him several times myself, he's a wonderful lover, she'll have a great time, you wait and see." "Well, I know I am, this is so good." "Like my pussy, huh?" "Oh, I love your pussy, Rita. And I love what you do with it most of all." I stroked in and out of her, my cock glistening with our sexual juices as she moved under me. We have a second, wonderful fuck and a long cuddle, then fell asleep in one another's arms. Some light began filtering in as we both began to awaken, softly kissing and feeling ourselves in enjoyment. "Mmm, oh, you're nice and hard this morning. How about I do something nice with this?" she asked as she swept back the sheet and took my cock in her mouth. I ran my hand down under her and rubbed back and forth across her plump and slippery pussy lips. She sucked me so wonderfully, then pulled up and swung up over me and back down onto my cock. "Oooh, just where I want it," she groaned and began to rock back and forth as her boobs swung up, touching my face each time. I opened my mouth and was able to catch a nipple which I sucked each time until she went back, then I caught it again and again and again; it became like a game of 'Catch the Nipple' as she was fucking me. "You're sure having fun sucking my nipple, Lou. It's nice to have fun and fuck, too, isn't it?" "Mmm, yeah, nice nipple," I mumbled between sucks. We had a lovely screw before breakfast which was scheduled for nine. I made everyone Mimosas as the ladies prepared breakfast, after all, we had been busy people already that morning. It was the most enjoyable breakfast I'd ever had, three naked couples, now paired-off contrary to our marriage licenses, each pair enjoying each other sexually with touches, kisses, strokes, whatever, while we ate. I could easily see that Lisa had bonded to her new mate, Brian, quite well, she hardly ever let go of his hard cock even to pass the butter. There was also a bowl of whipped cream which I soon realized was not to spread on the French toast but one another. Good thinking. Lisa and Brian consumed a fair amount of it from each other's bodies as did Rita and I. Then, it was clean-up time in the kitchen, setting the dishwasher to run, then each pair went off for a final romp together. You might notice that I haven't mentioned a shower for each couple, well, we all decided that each husband and wife would shower together when they got home. That was fine with us, I was pretty tired after all my travel, then a night with a new and energetic woman, so our shower together was just what I needed. It was then when Lisa began telling me of her amorous adventures with Brian and how she couldn't wait to do this again. Rita's even told her of a woman she knows who is in a group like this one so we may be branching out. Well, you just never know, do you? You Just Never Know "I see," Laurie said. "I guess you just never know." "Nope," Nat replied back to her before she returned her attention to Laurie's pussy. "You just never know." As Nat went back to flicking her tongue across Laurie's clit, Laurie couldn't stop herself from saying, "Then, I suppose I'll find a used condom in one of the trashcans?" Natasha merely grunted and continued with her attention to Laurie's pussy. At that, Laurie lost interest in whether or not Natasha had really picked up a boy and brought him back to her room that morning. She was already excited from going down on Nat, so it was just a short time before the flicking of Natasha's tongue had her aroused and on the brink of her own orgasm As soon as she knew she was there, she pulled Natasha up and rolled her onto her back. Nat opened her legs automatically and Laurie fell in place between them and started humping her mound against Nat's. They both groaned and in a matter of seconds they were both cumming. Laurie kissed her softly and Natasha used the back of her hand to brush hair from her face. Then she sighed and said, "My God. I just know my mum would die if she could see me now." Laurie laughed, "You might be surprised." "Huh." Laurie kissed her again and then said, "She's a woman. There isn't much new under the sun. You just never know. Maybe Jenny wouldn't be so shocked as you think." Nat vigorously shook her head from side to side and said, "No way. They don't come any straighter than her." Before Laurie could reply, there was a knocking sound at the door. "That's my hook up," Laurie said. "I'll get the door. You get your purse." "Okay." Before she moved to the door though, Laurie circled one of Nat's nipples with her thumb and said, "Might be more fun to fuck him for it though." Nat smiled. Laurie smiled back to her and then rose and walked naked to the door.