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Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 01

By: DesperateHousewhores



This is the first in a series of erotic adventures of Dick and Jane. They met in Sydney over 10 years ago, and the stories are partly true and part fantasy – use your imagination as to which is which.

Chapter 1

They were a very normal couple, the type you'd run into on the school run, go out to dinner with on a Saturday night, or have round for a BBQ with the kids on a Sunday afternoon. 

After being married for eight years and two kids later sex was becoming pretty predictable. In between work and family it was getting further between with the same routine being run most evenings when it did occur – often one or the other 'going through the motions' because although they wanted to play, it was way down the priority list. 

That wasn't to say that they were prudes or undersexed – far from it. After first meeting twelve years previously their sex life had blossomed from a disastrous fumbled fuck after a work event to one of experimenting, pushing the boundaries and seeing how far they could go. Both had pushed back at times, but they were willing to explore fantasies – they'd gone from straight sex to bondage, to playing in public and to watching videos. Although they'd tried web-camming it made them laugh more than anything. How far could they go?

It all started in hospital, when they met. Maybe it was him dreaming of the traditional nurse's uniform – the ones with garters, suspenders and the hat! After a few dates they found themselves in the Rocks, under the Argyle cut (hand cut by convicts using pick-axes). 

They were dressed up for a big night out. Dick in his dress trousers and shirt. Jane in a short skirt, high black heels and a top that left just a hint of black silk bra and breast poking through. They'd been drinking through the Rocks after starting at the ANA for cocktails. 

After four months of travelling Jane was drunk, horny and ready to fuck. After grabbing him on the arse and pulling him to her she was in no mood to take no for an answer. Already hard he gladly accepted her moist, exploring tongue into his mouth as he rolled his hands over her back and around to her full, pert breasts.

Cupping her arse through her short skirt he suddenly realised that he could feel her firm cheeks. G-string or no panties he wondered? Panting, they quickly slipped into a side-alley, knowing at any moment they could be found out, but too horny to care. Moaning softly, knowing they could be caught he cupped her pussy, feeling the wetness soaking through. Hitching her skirt up she quickly pulled her silk G-string to one side, urging him fingers to explore her already wet pussy.

As he slid first one then two fingers in her moist pussy she moaned with desire, biting his tongue to stifle her own screams. Urging him to finger fuck her harder he rolled her clit around his thumb and finger, her pussy making a delicious wet sound as he finger fucked her. First one, then two fingers, the other continuing to play with her clit. His other hand grasped her arse, feeling the firm ripeness of her sun drenched bikini body. 

His tongue rolled around her erect nipples, freed from the black silk bra that was holding them in. A car's headlights suddenly illuminated them both, allowing his eyes to drink in the firmness of her body, the sweat appearing on her forehead, and desire in her eyes. 

With no time to spare he suddenly spun her around against a fence and bent her over. Her wet dripping pussy, trimmed was the most inviting site he'd seen all night. Withdrawing his fingers from their most home, he grasped his hard cock. Guiding his already hard 8 inch cock from his pants he thrust it into her from behind in a single stroke. A stifled scream escaped her lips as she gladly accepted the rock hard cock, feeling it fill her pussy.

Moaning as he fucked her, she urged him on to thrust harder and faster. Reaching down she grasped his balls, as his hands rolled her breasts around. Faster and harder they fucked until they came together in a mass of stifled screams; panting they looked around to see another couple wave as they walked by, giving them the thumbs up for the show. 

Turning around to kiss him passionately again, she whispered "you know this is only the first in a long line of fun we're going to have."

To be continued....

Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 01



Part 1 "Gee Spot Run"

I seem to get into the darndest situations.

It all began a couple of weeks ago, when I was jogging in the park and ran across my neighbor, Jane, as she was strolling on the wooded trails. I slowed down to her leisurely pace, and tried to strike up a conversation as I caught my breath from my vigorous workout. 

She and I have been friends in a sort of light and social way, but the discussions that we've had have been mostly about the weather, the neighborhood, politics, and the like. Nothing that cuts through the layers of social veneer that shroud our deeper thoughts and feelings; the layers that make us feel both safe and lifeless. 

But today, Jane didn't seem up for the usual small talk, so for a while we walked together in silence, enjoying the crisp air of early winter. She was shy, and I knew from visiting her home that she and her husband Dick were fairly straight-laced, with a decidedly religious bent. They were always talking about how inspiring Jerry Falwell was, and a few years ago, they had knocked on my door to distribute "Pat Robertson for President" literature.

Eventually, I began to ask questions that steered the subject matter around to what was on her mind. She didn't seem too comfortable with this line of talk, but at the same time, she didn't shut down and pull away. It was clear to me that there were things that she needed to say, but it was unfamiliar territory for her. 

I tried to give her the space to let it out at its own pace, and I was genuinely supportive about the problems that she eventually blurted out. We talked and walked for well over an hour, and to put in a nutshell, she was bored and repressed. Her thoughts and feelings weren't in exact correspondence with the traditions and teachings of her family and her church, and she now felt trapped and helpless.

Of course, knowing me as many of you readers do, you can probably guess that I wanted to know about their sex lives. It took a lot of subtle prodding, and a lot of blushing on her part, but eventually we got around to the heart of the matter, which was that her husband's idea of sex was a once-a-month, tab-A-in-slot-B, lights-off session that had no spice, no feeling, and no tenderness. For Jane, there was no orgasm. She had resorted to an occasional masturbation, but she felt dirty and sneaky about it, so that wasn't making her happy either. In fact, the whole situation was making her feel distant from her husband, and ashamed that it was all her fault.

I know that this all sounds like a classic, stereotypical situation, but here was a real woman who was suffering through anxieties that felt familiar and sad to me. So after hearing her out, I took the risk of revealing some stuff about myself, things that I normally only talk about anonymously through the Internet, or with my trusted lovers. I told her about my fascination with erotica, and that I wrote stories based on my wildest fantasies, which I posted on the 'Net for all to read. She had heard of the sex story newsgroups. They had been reviled at length in her church group. So Jane was amazed that she was now talking to an active participant in such an illicit activity, and that a woman could be involved. A woman who was that "nice lady down the street," as she put it.

After getting over her shock, she stammered, "What kind of things do you write about, Susan?" It was really a struggle for her to ask, and her face was inflamed with a scarlet blush. 

I didn't want to scandalize her too much, so I just answered, "Well, I write about things that are kinky and graphic, but that I don't get into stuff that involves pain and humiliation. It's really all for fun; a way to explore my own flowering sexuality in a full and safe way."

Now Jane's embarrassment was abating, and she asked more and more detailed questions, so that eventually, I offered to lend her the printouts of some of my stories. At that point, we were back to the parking lot of the park, so we both drove over to my house, where I handed over some printouts for a couple of my more tame erotic stories. The one on the top was "Craftsmanship." She handled the white papers as if they were covered with germs. 

I suggested, "Maybe you're not ready for this kind of stuff, Jane," and reached to retrieve the printouts.

She pulled them farther away from me, saying, "No, please. I really want to read them."

Still, I was worried about what the impact of my stories would be on her fragile psyche, so I recommended, "OK. Then why not sit and read for a bit to see if you really want to take these home with you."

Jane seemed to be in kind of in a daze, so I took her hand and led her into the den where she could sit and relax in the wing-back chair there. "You look over the stories here with some privacy while I go and shower off after my run." My jogging had left me coated with stale sweat, and I didn't think that Jane needed someone looking over her shoulder just then anyway.

It felt so good to let the spray of scalding hot water blast onto my shoulders and back. Acting as Jane's mentor in her attempt to break out of her marital jail was making me tense, so I just stood under the shower for 10 or 15 minutes. I let my hands trace lazy circles over my breasts, my tummy, my thighs, and occasionally over the sparsely-furred mound of my cunt. But I resisted the temptation to slide my finger into the furrow between my vulva. I wanted to keep my focus on Jane and her problems, not become absorbed in releasing my own sexual tension.

Finally, I stepped out of the shower, and toweled myself off briskly. I wrapped my sopping hair into a towel turban, and covered the rest of my pink body in the wonderful polar fleece bathrobe that I had been given for Christmas by my new friends at Victoria's Secret. 

I walked back toward the den to check on my guest. I figured that by now Jane would have read enough to have some questions for me. Or she would be ready to attack me for my lewd and perverted thoughts. In fact, it wouldn't have surprised me to discover that Jane had fled to the safety of her car and her home. 

But when I got to the door of the den, what I beheld was not anything that I had anticipated. 

I discovered Jane with her head tipped back and her eyes clenched tightly closed. She was slouched down deep into the soft cushions and her legs were spread wide, knees angled outward. One of her hands had crept up under the bottom of her white, flower-speckled turtleneck, where it was cupping and squeezing one of her breasts. Her other hand had insinuated itself under the elastic waistband of her tight pink stretch pants. Through the taut fabric, I could see the outline of her fingers as they extended down over the juncture of her thighs. The bumps of her knuckles quivered as she prodded into the needy flesh. A sustained, warbling hum emanated from her throat.

I'm not sure what made her aware that I was watching, but all of a sudden, Jane opened her eyes, saw me, and let out a high-pitched little squeal. Her hands whisked out of the confines of her clothes, and she folded them in her lap demurely. "Oh heavens, I'm so mortified," she said. "I can't believe that I got so out of control. You must think I'm horrible." Jane looked like a child who had been caught stealing candy, and she was clearly about to cry.

I wanted to reassure her that it was OK, so I closed the space between us and knelt down beside her chair, pulling her into my arms in a comforting embrace. I could feel her kind of shaking in my arms, and her breathing was ragged and rapid. I'm sure that this was because of the combination of the sexual stimulation and the embarrassment. 

I let her be like that for a few minutes, massaging the back of her neck and shoulders (her hands were still clenched in her lap). When she had settled down, I let her go and rocked back on my heels. We began to talk it all out. I assured her, "Your reaction to reading my stories is completely normal, Jane. In fact, that is just the kind of response that the stories were designed to get, so your loss of control like that is really a great compliment to me."

I told her, "Even when I'm writing the stories, I get so turned on sometimes that I have to stop typing so that I can reach down and rub my cunt for a big orgasm. When I read other people's stories, I usually masturbate. I'm sorry that you feel bad about what you were doing, and I'm even more sorry that I interrupted you. So I'm going to leave the room again so that you can finish what you started." 

I stood up and started to turn around, when she stopped me by entreating, "Please don't go yet... there is something that I wanted to ask you about. Aaahh, I don't know how to say it! I'm not used to talking about sex at all." She was blushing again (had she stopped at all in the past two hours?), and her words were whispered and raspy. But she forced herself to continue. "I'm not sure that I'm doing it right."

At first, I didn't know what she meant. When I finally figured out that she meant that she wasn't sure if she knew how to masturbate, my first inclination was to say that it couldn't be possible; that every person knows how. But I caught myself before those words left my lips, and instead I reassured her some more, letting her know that everyone figures it out for themselves. "Practice makes perfect, you know. Just figure out what works by experimenting." 

But Jane persisted by telling me, "I guess I'm wondering about it because some of the things that you talk about in your stories, well, I just don't get it. Like I was just reading about this G spot thing. And I don't know what you're talking about. I wish I knew what to do."

So I explained it to her as clearly as I could, and then I guess I just decided to go for broke. All this talk about sex was making me more and more bold. I said, "If you show me what it is that you are doing when you masturbate, maybe I can help you figure it out." 

She was quiet for a few moments, as the prospect of going ahead with my idea wormed its way past her ingrained defenses. I thought for sure that she would turn me down, but again, Jane surprised me by saying, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but... I guess I could do that, but only if you do it too. I want to see how you, uh, play down there, and you could show me how you do your G spot."

Well, I'm normally not into having sex with a woman. That just isn't my thing, or it hasn't been in the past, anyway. But this was different. I wasn't going to be actually touching her. It was more like "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." I was certainly ready to masturbate, after hours of various kinds of mild stimulation. I was also very curious to see what Jane would do with herself. It was hard to remember back to when I was learning how to please myself. So I agreed.

Jane stood up and I could see that she was a bit shaky on her feet, sort of drunken with the reality of what she was about to do. I asked her to take off her stretch pants, and after she hooked her thumbs into the waistband, she hesitated for a few seconds, then stripped the pants down to her ankles in one fast push. She almost fell over as she stepped out of them. Straightening up, I saw that she was wearing the most chaste white cotton panties. Her hands crossed in front of her cunt, like fig leaves. But she finally let her arms relax and her hands fell to her sides. Not surprisingly, the crotch panel of her panties was dark and moist with the stain her secretions. She was frozen in that position, until I asked , "Are you sure you want to go on with this?" She answered wordlessly, by peeling her panties down her long slim legs.

"Why don't you sit back down in the chair, and show me what you were doing when I came into the room?" I coached.

As she sat down, I positioned myself a couple of feet away from her, sitting cross-legged on the thick plush carpeting, so that I could look right up at her. As I did this, my bathrobe parted, and my own cunt came into view. I untied the belt of the robe, and then let the whole thing slide off my shoulders into a pile behind me. Now I was completely nude, and with my thighs spread wide so that Jane could see my cunt. She could see my pink labia, as well as the slick moist surfaces of my vaginal entrance. Looking down at myself, I noticed that my inner lips were stuck together, so I reached down, and peeled them apart. Now the shadowy mouth of my vagina was open, framed by the jagged crimson skirt of wet skin.

Looking back up at Jane, I saw that she had bent herself forwards at the waist, and she was mesmerized by the view that I had made available to her. When I asked, "Have you ever had the chance to look so closely at another woman, or even yourself?" she admitted that she hadn't. 

She added, "I have seen naked women in the locker room back in high school, but I basically averted my eyes. When I masturbate (she almost choked getting that word out), I usually do it in the dark, or at least with my eyes shut."

"You should really get to know yourself better," I suggested. "You can use a hand mirror. And right now, you really should spread your legs before you get bruises on your knees where they are clamped so tightly together!"

Jane let her legs open up, but still neither of us could see much, since the bottom edge of her turtleneck draped downwards, shrouding her pubic area. So I asked her to take off her shirt, which she did, revealing small breasts clad in a simple white bra that reminded me of my training bra when I was an early teenager. No satin, silk, or lace, just innocent thick cotton jersey material, with the clasp in the back. 

Although her breasts weren't particularly big, Jane was exhibiting the hard nubs of her nipples through the fabric, and it was more evidence of how aroused she was, for the size of her nipples made up for the size of her breasts. They poked out like big ripe strawberries, tenting the cotton cloth into pointy mounds. Her breathing was now more relaxed, but I enjoyed the sight of the white triangles of her bra lifting and dropping rhythmically as she inhaled and exhaled. In fact I found myself really getting into checking out her entire body. She was much shorter than me, maybe only five-foot-two, or so, but she was compact and strong. Petite, really.

When my attention had roamed all over the rest of her body, I let myself focus on the juncture of her thighs, which she had closed again as she skinned off her shirt. I reached forwards and lightly touched her knees, and she didn't resist my insistent but unhurried efforts as I gently drew her thighs apart. She was eagerly cooperating now, ready to explore and enjoy the secrets of her suppressed sexuality.

All the while I stared eagerly at her cunt, and Jane, too, kept her eyes locked on that target. It was like the grand unveiling of a magnificent sculpture. Her brown pubic hair was very tightly curled, but not thick and bushy, and it sprouted all over the surface of her barely mounded cunt. As her knees spread more, a dark vertical line became visible through the fur, and then the line divided into two distinct lines, with deep pink between. The image of a Chinese fan came to my mind, as more and more ridges of flesh were revealed in the widening gap between the hairy parentheses of her vulva. The moist pink flesh was tinged with grayish-brown tones that fringed the ragged edges of her inner labia. Above that, where the ridges joined, the nub of her clitoris was mostly hidden under the darker hood, but a hint of swollen whitish flesh peeked out. Now I could inhale the sweet-and-sour scent of her juices, and I could see the secretions seeping from the barely open entrance to her vagina.

Before I let go of her knees, I pulled her forward so that her ass perched on the very edge of the chair. Then I fell backward, and I put the soles of my feet onto her ankles. This kept her from pulling her legs back together, and it maintained the contact of skin-on-skin that I found I was enjoying very much. 

I let my knees splay outwards, reopening my own cunt to her view. Staring deeply into Jane's eyes, I said to her, "You deserve the very best, you deserve to be happy, and you deserve to have the greatest orgasm of your life. Go for it, Jane. You have a beautiful body, and a beautiful cunt. Touch yourself the way you need to. Watch me, and watch yourself. I'll guide you if you need."

With that, I took one hand and enveloped one of my breasts and began to fondle it, with two of my fingers straddling my hardened nipple. My other hand zeroed in on my wide-open cunt. Jane did the same as me, pushing her bra up so that it creased into the flesh on the upper slope of her breasts. Those huge nipples made their first true appearance, and I saw that they were chocolate brown and cylindrical, and quite sensitive to the touch, judging by the electric jerk that jumped through her body as she raked her fingernails over the swollen pegs. Her breathing was getting faster, and again her body jerked and shuddered as her other hand made contact with her cunt. 

She started by using all her fingers together to form a flat paddle, which she rubbed in wide circles around her entire pubic mound. So I told her to watch me, and I led by example as I took my index finger, dipped it quickly down into the sopping entrance of my vagina, and then brought the moisture back up to my clitoris. I used my first and third fingers to spread my fat outer lips and sparse pubic hair out of the way. Then I pulled the tip of my middle finger up towards my palm, so that it made direct contact on my exposed and rubbery clitoris. 

That felt so, so good. I sighed deeply. 

As my finger started to poke and prod in a regular circular motion, my sighs turned to raspy whimpers. I had to exert self-discipline to keep from going too fast, but I wanted to make sure that Jane stayed in my thoughts.

She had followed my example, but seemed to be having trouble keeping her lips spread. I suggested, "Try using one hand to keep your lips out of the way while your other hand concentrates on toying with your clitoris. Your inner labia might also enjoy being rubbed and massaged, too."

She seemed reluctant to stop playing with her breasts, but eventually, she got the idea of what I was talking about, and it worked for her. Now she too was moaning, and her hips started tilting and pivoting, as if she was fucking her hand.

That reminded me of one of her earlier questions, about her G spot. I was reluctant to interrupt her again, but I wasn't sure that another opportunity would arise like this, so I asked, "Do you want to try something else?"

She didn't stop flicking at her clitoris, but of course she said, "Yes."

I imagined that she was now as eager as a puppy. What a change from the shy and repressed little housewife that I had known before. I said, "Watch me. I'll show you where my G spot is. If you can find yours, rub it gently while you keep playing with your clitoris. It doesn't work for everyone, but let's find out."

I took my hand from my breast and used my middle finger to hook upwards into my vagina, and I found the vaguely rounded lump of tissue an inch or so inside. I started a slow back and forth rubbing action that was matched by the up and down pressure that I put on my clitoris. By now, my cunt flesh was so swollen and puffy that my outer labia stayed spread by themselves, so I could use three fingers to chase and trap my clit. Wet slurping sounds filled the air, and my own potent fragrances mixed with Jane's. 

Looking up, I could see that Jane had discovered her G spot, and her moaning was becoming louder. She got a slightly worried look, stating, "The only problem is I feel like I have to stop to go pee."

I reassured her, "That sensation is normal, and it will go away in a couple of minutes." She relaxed again.




Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 01



Every woman has different ways of masturbating, and already Jane was finding her own strategy. The main thing was that she was much more vigorous about it than I usually am. While I kind of lightly rub and tease myself, she was really pushing her clit and cunt around, hard and fast. I could see the tendons on the back of her hands stretched tight like steel cables. She was panting like she was running a marathon race, and a sheen of sweat covered her flushed chest and forehead. Her ass was lifting off the chair seat as if driven by a big piston, and her thigh muscles rippled with the exertion.

She was totally engrossed and delirious with the pleasures that her body was providing her for the first time, and the sight was enough to push me over the top. My own orgasm had been reigned in long enough, so I let go of my control and immediately, ripples of elation tickled through my body. The ripples soon turned to waves, and they came crashing through me, pounding over my cunt and torso, washing over my head. I fell back onto the carpet and my discarded robe, letting my entire body writhe and shimmy as I kept up the rhythmic massage of my G spot and clitoris. Who knows how long I was swept up in the rapture of my orgasm -- it was timeless.

Eventually, the sounds of Jane's bouncing hips, her slurping cunt, and her guttural snorts brought me back around to reality. I got back up on my knees and leaned forwards to watch her. I had never actually watched a woman masturbate so close-up, and the sights and sounds and smells were intense and intoxicating. My hands had a life of their own as they rose from my hips and again made contact with her jerking knees. Then I traced my fingertips up the inner surface of her thighs. They were slippery with sweat; the muscles were quaking with the effort to pump her hips up and down. I slid my hands further forwards, and then under her ass with my palms up. Now I held her ass motionless, suspended over the cushion, as I cupped and kneaded her cheeks with the same energy that she was putting into her masturbation. 

She was possessed by her natural, animal appetites, and nothing was going to slow her down. In fact, my touch probably was the final thing that completed her long build-up. I felt the muscles in her ass clench up so tight that my fingers could hardly dent her lean flesh. Her eyes locked on mine as she started to twiddle her fingers over her clitoris so fast that it was almost a blur. The finger implanted in her cunt stopped moving, instead tightening up its determined pressure on her newly-found G spot.

Her rasping pants stopped in mid-breath, and her back arched. Every muscle in her body became rigid. Only her fingers on one hand moved as she fluttered relentlessly over her protruding, rubbery clitoris. Jane let loose with a series of quick harsh grunts, and her fingers stopped moving over her clit, matching the squeezing grip of her other hand as she squashed her hard nub of sensitive tissue. 

Whereas I had writhed and danced in my own orgasm, Jane became paralyzed by the power and electricity that raged through her inexperienced body. Finally, I beheld the final proof of the fantastic power of her climax -- Jane is one of the rare women who ejaculate when they have a G spot orgasm! At the peak of her pleasure, an incredible amount of clear, syrupy liquid began to ooze out from around her embedded finger, spilling down onto my wrists and into the fabric of the cushion. I had heard of this, but to see it happen inches from my eyes was wondrous and exciting.

When Jane finally released the steel-hard flex from her body, and collapsed back onto the damp chair, she struggled to catch her breath. I pulled my hands out from under her, and pushing up off my haunches, I leaned into her so that I could wrap my arms around her waist and embrace her in a tender and sexually-charged hug. My face rested against her damp, heaving breasts, and I let my tongue snake out of my mouth so that I could lap lightly onto one of her amazingly large "Hershey's Kiss" nipples.

But pursuing more interactive sex between the two of us would have to wait for another time, for we were both completely satiated and exhausted at that moment. Besides, I wasn't really sure whether either of us was ready for this kind of experiment. It would be unknown territory for both Jane and me. Despite my vast experience and curiosity, I had consciously avoided any purely lesbian encounter. 

In fact, what I had just experienced with Jane was the closest I had come to this taboo area, and I could see that my resistance was quickly dissipating. Someday soon, maybe Jane and I might explore this together, and if and when we do, we would both be "virgins" in this area. Given Jane's enthusiasm for the masturbation lessons, I felt sure that she would want to continue our adventures in the big and thrilling world of sex. Enough with all the rules that Jane and I had let inhibit our pleasures. If it feels good, do it. Words for us both to live by.

Jane left my home that day with a stack of my stories, the promise to continue to experiment with masturbating, and a smug look of blissful satisfaction painted across her face. She knew there was no turning back now.

(Continued in part two) 



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 02



This is the continuing adventure of Dick and Jane, an average thirty-something couple living in Australia. They met over ten years ago and these are the stories (a mix of fantasy and some reality) of their sexual adventures. 

*

It was a couple of days after their steamy session in the dark alley. The memories were great and both Dick and Jane were horny for each other -- Jane was dying to get Dick's rock hard cock back in her mouth and pussy and Dick couldn't wait to finally get to roll Jane's pert voluptuous nipples around his tongue again.

Dick and Jane had been back at work and had only managed to a few brief telephone calls that week. It was early morning in the backpacker's hostel when they finally met up again and there was much movement about as people woke up from the indulgences of the night before. Most had hangovers and there was little movement around the breakfast table as people swapped stories, found out what they'd done and generally caught up on who got laid and who didn't. Both Dick and Jane had worked the night before but timing meant they hadn't managed to meet up afterwards -- so they listened with amusement to what their friends had got up too.

Dick was feeling particularly horny and Jane was ready to please her new guy. When their room mate had left they quickly both relocated form the kitchen to the lower bunk. Dressed for comfort, Dick was in his cotton trousers and a tightly fitted t-shirt -- leaving little to the imagination and showing off his rapidly developing surfer's washboard stomach. He had showered before meeting up with Jane and was nude under his trousers, already semi-erect in anticipation of what was to come. Pre-cum showed through his trousers, letting Jane know he was ready to play.

Jane was anticipating some fun and had dressed to impress -- she hid her clothes from the others with a kimono, but now dropped it to the floor, making Dick gasp in surprise. A short black negligee, satin and lace barely covered her 38C breasts, with just enough nipple showing to get Dick in the mood -- as if he needed much encouragement in the first place! Underneath a black satin g-sting covered her newly trimmed pussy, already wet in anticipation of what was to come.

Looking each other in the eye they moved quickly towards and embraced, knowing what was going to happen and not caring if the room-mate walked back in. Dick grabbed Janes arse and puller her pussy towards his semi-erect cock. Jane ran her hands down Dick's firm chest and ran her tongue around his lips -- thrusting it into his willing mouth. More and more urgently they explored each other's mouths. Lips hard pressed and tongues darting in and out, rolling around the other and thrusting between each other's lips.

Panting heavily Jane drew down Dick's trousers and marvelled at his rapidly hardening cock -- not having seen it the other night in the alley. The pre-cum glistened in the morning sunlight, a beacon for Janes hand.

Taking the long shaft in her hand she gently began to stroke and massages it up and down, her other hand cupping his heavy cum-filled balls. Lowering her head she teased him; licking up his 8-inch shaft then letting the pre-cum glisten between the end of her tongue and top of his cock -- forming a spider's web between her lips and his tip.

As a low growl escaped his lips she lowered her mouth over his cock, teasing at first, then in and out lower and lower until she was taking all 8 inches into her mouth, swirling the head around and using her tongue to tease and flick over the head. Fucking her mouth Dick moaned with pleasure as Jane expertly sucked him until he was about to cum -- then withdrawing her mouth with a smile and a "not yet lover boy."

Jane lay down on the bed and said "Your turn to please me now." Dick knelt beside her, gently running his hands from her lips, down over her lace covered breasts to her satin covered pussy. Gently he undid the ties of the negligee exposing her sun drenched body -- his eyes feasting on her beauty. Lightly he flicked his tongue over her red hardened nipples, eliciting a low moan from Jane.

Spinning around Dick lowered his tongue to Jane's satin covered pussy, the barrier teasing her to buck her hips up towards his exploring tongue. Quickly he rolled the g-string off her hips, his tongue diving between her wet slit, driving into her wet pussy. Flicking up he rolled his tongue around her clit, she moaned as his cock twitched in anticipation. Gently inserting first one then two fingers he began finger fucking her as his tongue doubled her pleasure on her clit. Jane stuck her fingers in her mouth to stifle her moans, the only thing between them and others being the bedroom door.

Dick climbed over Jane's chest as she drew her nails down his back. Reaching back he continued to thrust fingers in and out of her pussy -- by now making a delicious sucking sound as his fingers went in. Dick's cock thrust between her pert breasts as Jane drew them together to make to mountains of pleasure. 

Faster and harder they both went, sweat in the hot Sydney day rolling off their bodies, knowing that their moans and cries could be heard by the other backpackers on the other side of the door.

Gasping he drove his cock between her lips, fast and longer as she massaged his balls as he continue to finger fuck her. Spinning around into a sixty-nine position he slammed his tongue into her dripping pussy as his cock thrust between her open and inviting lips.

Harder and faster their hips bucking, together they came, a low guttural moan escaping his lips whilst she screamed oooohhhh yeeeessssss.

Walking out of the room after a quick shower they were greeted with clapping by the other hostel residents.

Smiling seductively at Justin (another guy she had her eye on) Jane could only hint at what she had in mind for the three of them later on, but that's for another story.



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 02



I didn't hear from Jane for more than a week.

After our interactions at my house (see "Fun With Dick and Jane-01: Gee Spot Run"), I wasn't sure how to interpret this silence of hers. Was she boggled and speechless by the turbulence of her newly awakened lust? Or was she beginning to think about publicly branding me, her neighbor, as a wicked witch? Perhaps the years of rigid, puritanical training would win out over the libidinous thoughts that were welling out of her subconsciousness. I worried about the risk I had taken in confiding in her, but I thought, "What's done is done."

Finally, almost a week and a half after our afternoon walk and masturbation lessons, I got a call from her, inviting me over for dinner on Saturday. After a moment's hesitation -- was this a setup, so that she and Dick could "save" me from my wickedness, or even worse, was I to be tied to the stake and burned like Joan of Arc? -- I agreed to come over. When I asked if she had read more of my stories, she said, "Oh yes, but I can't talk about it now," and in the background, I heard Dick speaking, so I let the subject drop.

I asked if I could bring over anything for dinner. 

Jane told me, "No, I'll have all the food ready, but it would be so nice if you could possibly bring over any more of the stuff that you loaned me last week." I hadn't ever given her anything other than the stories, so I knew what she meant, and I was reassured to some extent.

Saturday evening came, and I arrived at their doorstep with a few more of my stories folded into a plain manila envelope. Since I had given her the more tame ones the first time, I was now left with the ones that I had worried were too explicit and unusual for her awakening tastes. But she had the milder ones already, so this is what was left. When she and Dick opened the door, I shook their hands, and Dick took my coat. 

While her husband wasn't paying attention, I handed Jane the package, which she placed behind the lamp on a side table. We went into the living room, and I was introduced to a friend of theirs who was a professor at the local college. Charles was a tall and handsome looking guy, but I knew right away that he was a little too smug and pretentious for my tastes. He was smart, and he wanted us to know it. Every subject that came up evoked an opinion from Charles that was carefully constructed like a fortress, unable to be assaulted by anyone else's perspective. Even a light-hearted disagreement with his dogmatic position would be scoffed at, then destroyed by a condescending defense of his point of view. 

I started to get more and more irritated by his attitude, but I held my tongue and behaved like a good guest. Dick seemed enthralled by Charles's great store of knowledge, admiring his conversational confidence. Jane appeared preoccupied, and she said very little. I wanted so much to ask her about what had been going on for her since I last saw her, but she certainly wasn't offering to bring it up the subject in the presence of the men.

Eventually, Jane went into the kitchen to prepare dinner -- actually it was already to go, and just needed to be put on serving platters. I joined her, with the offer to help with the chores. When we were finally alone, I asked her what was going on, and she quickly recounted her frustration at the fact that Dick just didn't want to even talk about sex and her anxieties. He just refused to discuss it, and Jane was afraid to push him further. As for the stories and masturbation, she had been stealing moments throughout each day to read and play. At least that part of her life was improving. Yet in the presence of her husband, she found herself reverting to the obedient little girl, filled with the guilt of her dirty little secret.

When we moved to the dining room, Charles was seated across from me around a round butcher block table. Not surprisingly, the table was set meticulously with fine linens and polished silver. 

After Jane had served the soup, Charles asked, "How is it that you know Dick and Jane, Susan?"

I replied, "I'm their neighbor from down the street. Jane and I run into each other from time to time at stores and local events. She and I enjoyed a particularly nice walk in the park just the other day."

Dick turned toward Jane and remarked, "You never mentioned that you saw Susan in the park recently." Jane responded wordlessly and sheepishly by casting her gaze down at her plate, and I could see her twisting her napkin nervously. Her discomfort was obvious to all, and I wanted to draw attention away from her. 

Jane finally stammered, "We only met for a few moments that day. It seemed too trivial to mention."

Dick was not satisfied with that answer, and wanted to know more. He persisted in asking about what we had done that day, what we had talked about. Typical of so many men, he wanted to know everything, and he surely sensed an opportunity to exercise his manly dominance and power. 

Jane offered very little in response, and eventually, she looked up at me and our eyes locked. I gave her a totally reassuring and warm smile, trying to give her the strength to stand up for herself. Charles laughed, and said, "These girls are up to something, Dick, and if I were you, I'd get to the bottom of it."

Calling us "girls" was the last straw (after all, we were all in our early forties), so I responded quickly, "For someone who knows so much, you know so little." Beginning to steam, I was off and running now, and any ideas of maintaining my social graces had flown out the window. 

Charles came back with, "So what is it exactly that I am failing to grasp?" 

I just had to let him know. I told him,"Jane, and many other women, are living their lives as slaves to an image of sanctimonious womanhood that just misses the mark completely. Can't you see that Jane is not a happy person, that she is yearning for more excitement and more freedom?"

I went on for a bit more, and then took a look over at Dick. He was shell-shocked, I think, for he had no idea about the feelings that Jane was struggling with. He said to her, "Jane, what's going on? I know you're happy with your life. We have so much to be grateful for. Tell Sue that she's mistaken. Tell both of our guests that she doesn't know what she is talking about."

As he spoke, Jane shook herself out of her trance, and she looked back at me for another spoonful of courage before interrupting Dick with a long and spirited explanation of what was really going on in her life. At first, she talked haltingly and in generalities, about her discontent with their predictable and rigid existence. But eventually, Jane let the word "sex" pass by her lips, and then a floodgate opened up within her, and she spoke emotionally about the emptiness of their sex lives, and the need she had for stimulation and excitement. 

Dick's face was expressionless, and his mouth hung open. Charles listened attentively, with a little smirk. This was none of his business, but Jane could care less if he eavesdropped on her confession. She was staring holes through Dick's head, as she finally got around to mentioning my stories, and how they opened up a brave new world for her that included fantasies and concepts that turned her on, liberating her from the confines of her straight-laced lifestyle.

At the reference to the fact that I had provided Jane with some of my stories, Charles pricked up his ears. "Isn't that interesting," he said. "Our little friend here has it in her head that she is an author of erotica. I suppose that may be true, if you include the silly musings that pass for sexuality in romance novels. I'm sure that it is nothing that really gets at the nitty-gritty stuff about sex that interests real men."

Boy, did that man know how to push my buttons! I had something to prove to him. Dick voiced his stuttering objections -- he pleaded, he demanded, "Everyone please shut up about this. Let's talk about something else!"

Fat chance! Jane had finally opened up her "hope chest" of needs, Charles was gloating over his attempted put-down of me, and I was ready to prove him wrong.

I challenged him, "OK, Charles, why don't I read something of mine, and you see if you can remain disinterested. You can guess what the test will be. If my story excites you, we'll all know it." With that, I let my focus drop to his lap, where his napkin lay limply. 

I stood up and walked out to the hallway and recovered the manila envelope. When I returned, they all sat silently. In particular, I noticed Jane's eyes flashing around from person to person. I also saw the jutting nubs of her incredible nipples pushing against the white fabric of her blouse. Perhaps I was mistaken, but it seemed like she wasn't wearing a bra. What a change from the plain Jane she had been! Her breathing was becoming labored, reminding me of how energetic she got about masturbating for me. Once unchained, she was a wild sexual animal.

I sat down again, and pulled out my story entitled "Louvre Love" from the envelope. I chose it because it was reasonably short, and the build up got around to the really juicy stuff. Without any introduction, I began reading. "Across the wide marble floor of the art museum, I thought I saw your face again...." I kept my attention firmly locked on the printed words, until I got to the first real sex scene of the story: 

"You almost seemed to be in a trance as I pursed my lips over the tip of your cock and gently milked your balls. When I took one hand and placed the tips of my fingers up behind your balls and pressed upward and forward right in front of your asshole, I pushed a dollop of precum up through your rigid cock, and it drooled out onto my lips." 

At that point, I glanced quickly around the table. Charles was somewhat inscrutable, but at least he had shut up for a few minutes. Perhaps that was victory enough. Jane's eyes were wide, and her I could hear the faint rasping of her breathing. Dick had his fingertips pressed to his temples, and he had pushed his hair up into disarray. He avoided looking at me, or for that matter, anyone else.

Back to the reading of my story. I didn't look up again, even when I described about how I impaled myself on the great bronze god-cock of the sculpture; or how my partner and I fucked each other in the embrace of the marble sculpture. I eventually got to the last paragraph:

"I could hear the squishing sounds as your fingers probed around, and I described to you where my G spot was. After a few attempts, you found it and I encouraged you to rub it firmly with a circular motion. I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart so that you could have total free access. Your thumb lightly caressed my asshole. My clitoris, my cunt, and my asshole were all being stimulated at once, and I added to this by massaging my breasts into the stone woman's thigh. I stared ahead into the joining of the woman's cunt with the man's balls. As I stretched my tongue out to lick at the cold juncture between the two of them, you nibbled down hard on my clitoris and sucked my labia up into your mouth. That was perfect, immediately forcing me over the edge and into an incredible orgasm. I was cumming and cumming! I squeezed down hard on my ass cheeks with my hands. Wave after wave washed over me, and your fingers vibrated over my G spot. I gulped in air between the electric pulses of each pounding wave, and my cunt clenched down on your fingers. I felt my asshole palpitating around the tip of your thumb. My orgasm lasted for so long,......... until finally it subsided, and I took a moment to get my wits about me...."

As I finished the last words, I let the silence of the moment linger, then I turned to Charles and demanded that he stand up. When he refused, I slid out of my chair and stood behind his. Reaching around the back, I abruptly jabbed my fingers into his sides. I guessed correctly that he was ticklish, and he was so startled that he jumped to his feet so that he could defend himself. 

There was the evidence of his reaction to my story. 

His slacks were plainly tented with his erection, and the khaki material had small dark stain of spreading moisture. He was embarrassed, perhaps not so much to have his aroused cock made visible, but even more to have lost my challenge. He was a proud man, and being shown up by me was an unwanted sign of his fallibility. He sat back down in his chair with a leaden thunk.

I too sat down again. I'd had my victory, and it was time to be magnanimous. "Charles, earlier I said that for someone who knows so much, you know so little. Well, I suppose that this is to be expected when your IQ tops the charts, and you spend too much time in libraries, lecture halls, and Mensa meetings. Probably all your girlfriends have been fawning little coeds and the like. 

"So here's a deal for you. How would you like to expand your horizons tonight? I'd like for you to discover what a real, hot-blooded woman is like, and how you can satisfy her, and yourself at the same time. Come into the bedroom with me right now, and you can start your re-education. I'm not even going to ask you if you will do this. Just join me in the bedroom, or not. It would be your loss if you don't. All this talk has made me very hungry, but not for the good food that Jane has prepared."

Foregoing the rest of the dinner, I stood up from the table. As I started to walk out of the room, Jane spoke up. "Can I watch?" 

I said, "Of course, Jane. I'd like that very much. If Charles doesn't show up, we can watch each other again."

Dick was finally shaken out of his lethargy. I was standing right next to him, and looking down, I could see his erection showing through his pants. So much for self-control. But in this moment of truth, he fell back on his timeworn thinking, shouting, "JANE! How could you? You can't possibly want to join them in this wickedness. What did Sue mean by 'again', anyway? I am going to throw this cunning temptress out of my house right this minute."

Jane responded immediately, "Don't you dare! Sue is my guest, and my friend. She is giving me the keys to my happiness. Don't you interfere. I won't tell you what to do with yourself right now, but you had better not try to stop me, or I'll leave tonight and never come back." 

Dick was struck dumb as Jane smiled broadly at her new-found power, and I laughed softly to myself as I strode though the door into the hallway and found my way to Dick and Jane's bedroom. It was decorated in sort of a "colonial quaint" style, with Currier and Ives prints on the wall, ruffled white curtains, and a thick maroon comforter on the pencil-post bed. Kicking off my shoes, I jumped up onto that bed and propped up the floral print pillows behind my back. When I looked back at the door, there was Jane, leaning against the jamb with her the fingers of one hand pulling and twirling her short bangs. 

I was just about to speak to her so that I could find out how she was handling the stormy discussion in her dining room, when Charles pushed past her and stood next to the bed. His eyes were now fiery with lust, and his erection still press at the fly of his pants. 

He reached over to turn off the table lamp, but I stopped him, saying, "Leave it on. Jane wants to watch. And so do I. Take off your clothes for me." He seemed taken aback by the firmness in my voice, as he was clearly not accustomed to a woman in the bedroom who did anything but mewl like a kitten in the dark.

Nevertheless, he was driven to continue, and I'm not sure what it would have taken to stop him at this point. He stepped back from me and yanked his sweater over his head. When he started to unbutton his shirt as fast as a fireman getting on his uniform for a fire, I commanded him to slow down. "Don't you think you could put on a little show for us? Show us what you've got hidden under all those starched duds, but do it slow and easy." I winked mischievously, hoping that it would help relax him, and he did calm down a bit. 

When his button-down shirt was gone, he left on his ribbed sleeveless undershirt. He unbuckled his khaki slacks and pushed them down to his ankles. But he had neglected to take off his shoes, so he struggled awkwardly to untangle the knot of clothes while he remained jackknifed at the waist. 

Eventually, the snarl came off of his feet, and he straightened up, showing us his underwear, which was uncharacteristic, I thought, for he was wearing a pair of those teeny, tight bikini briefs. Through the thin black cotton, Jane and I could see his erect cock clearly outlined and pointing straight up towards his belly button. Bushy black hair overflowed all around the edges of his briefs, and filled the V-neck of his undershirt. Little clumps of hair also sprouted on his shoulders and upper back. All-in-all, not a bad looking body, and I made the assumption that he had taken advantage of the facilities at the College sports center. He didn't get that physique by only exercising his ego.

As both Jane and I admired him, Charles stood silent and still, with his hands on his hips. He wasn't volunteering to go further with his striptease, so I got up from the bed and stood close to him, with my back facing his chest. I asked him to undress me. He unzipped my dress and I shrugged off the shoulder straps and let the bodice fall enough so that my entire upper body was revealed. The dress caught on my hips, but Charles pushed it further down so that it fell into a pile around my feet. I kicked it away, and stood there in only my shiny blue satin panties, as skimpy as his own underwear. 

I pushed my ass backwards so that it collided with his groin, and I slid it around, feeling his rock-hard erection pressing into and between my cheeks. Raising my hands up toward the ceiling, I gave Charles an open invitation, "Play with my breasts." His hands immediately enveloped my tits, and he started squeezing hard; too hard. 

"I don't want to be mauled, please! Be sensitive, and concentrate on my nipples and the flesh right under the surface." He was a fast learner, for his technique improved radically, and tendrils of pleasure raced around my body.

I looked over at Jane, and she too was getting aroused, both by the sight of Charles and me, as well as by the motions of her hands. It reminded me of how I had caught her recently in my den, for once again, she had one hand snaked up into her white blouse, this time toying with her now bra-less breasts. Her other hand was unbuttoning all of the front closures of her plaid skirt, and I saw that hand dive through the slit and head directly into the depths of her crotch. She smiled at me, and on second thought, unclipped the waist of the skirt and let it fall behind her feet. Then she returned her attention to her cunt, which was clad in a string bikini made of sheer floral lace. Her mound of tightly curled dark hair showed through the semi-transparent fabric, which creased deeply into the slice between the two halves of her vulva. As was the case in my den, her panties were soaked with her juices.

Suddenly I realized that Dick was standing in the dark shadows of the hallway behind Jane, unnoticed by her. Apparently, his wholesome morality was no match for his curiosity and his animal compulsions, for he was ogling the scene that was unfolding in his bedroom with unchecked lust. Even in the dark, the fire of his urges showed in his eyes like burning embers. 

Jane followed the direction of my gaze, and when she saw her husband hidden behind her, I thought that she would close up, maybe close the door in his face. Instead, she extended her hand toward him, and when he took it, she drew him through the doorway. She embraced him, dragging her naked leg up onto his hips and hooking her foot behind his ass, so that she could pull him firmly into her loins. She kissed him with a hunger and aggression that had been hidden from Dick for all their years together. After a moment's hesitation, he responded by twining his hand into her short hair and pulling her lips to his. His other hand reached down and slid behind her and into her panties, cupping the tightly muscled cheek.




Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 02



All the while, Charles was continuing with his exploration of my breasts, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. But it was time for more, so I took hold of his hands and guided them down to the waistband of my panties. He took the hint and pushed the last garment, lowering his body, causing his lightly stubbled chin to drag a sensuous path down my spine. He ended up on his knees with his face level with my ass. I spun on the balls of my feet and now my cunt was staring him in the face. With as much ballet-like grace as I could muster, I lifted my right foot off the floor and brought it up and then to the side. Using one hand to stabilize myself by touching the top of his head, I used the other to grab my ankle and lift my leg further, until it made contact with the sturdy post at the foot of the bed at a height even with my breasts. I knew I couldn't keep this position long, so I grabbed Charles' hair and pulled his face into my wide-spread crotch. 

As I suspected, he was inexperienced at cunnilingus, and I had to be very specific in my instructions: "Point your tongue more. Use your fingers to pull apart my lips. 

"Can you feel that hard nub at the top of my slit? Oh, yes, that's it. That's my clitoris, or clit. Now lap your tongue up and over it. 

"Again. Again. 

"Now make your strokes longer, starting down at the base of my cunt. 

"Can you taste my juices? Take a moment to savor the flavor. 

"Now get back to licking me. 

"Use one hand to rub my ass cheeks. Squeeze harder. 

"Lick my clit harder. And faster."

My muscles in my legs were starting to burn, but I was incredibly aroused by Charles' rubbery hard tongue, and by the whole sequence of events leading up to this moment. My orgasm came in as an instantaneous blast, a primal explosion that jolted me as if I had been hit with a cattle prod. I was literally thrown backwards, and I dragged his head, planted in my percolating crotch, with me as I fell back onto the bed. It was a fast and brief orgasm, but all the power and intensity was compressed into a wildly volcanic eruption. I thought the top of my head would be blown off like lava. Even as I felt the mind-blowing rapture ebbing away, Charles kept up his lapping of my sodden cunt. 

Eventually, the sensation was too much, and I gently pulled him away from my crotch and upward so that his big, strong body covered mine like a blanket. I kissed him (for the first time). At first a tender little peck, and then a deeper, more passionate kiss. 

When he lifted his head away from mine, I could see the questioning look in his eyes. "Was that so awful for you, to lap up my juices and tongue my clit like that?" I asked. 

He answered, "Well, I've never done that for any woman before... but I hope it isn't the last time. It was wonderful to feel you so aroused, to feel you cumming on my tongue, to hear you say those 'dirty' words."

I thought to myself, "Maybe I've made him a convert. Possibly he won't be thinking of women as passive and frigid for a while. Now that there is a chink in his armor, maybe he'll reexamine some of his other behaviors and attitudes. There is hope for this bastard."

Speaking of converts, I tipped my head to the side, and there were Jane and Dick. They had come forward so that they were standing right at the foot of the bed, watching our panting, sweaty bodies. Somehow, all of Dick's clothes had disappeared, as had Jane's panties and blouse. All sense of inhibition and decorum had evaporated for Dick, as was made clear by his proudly displayed cock, which stabbed into the air over the footboard. Jane's hand was tightly wrapped around its length, and she was jacking him off slowly. 

One of his hands had curled around her back and under her armpit, so that he could reach her breast. He was pinching her nipple, twisting it like a radio knob, and she was encouraging him, crying out, "Do it harder!"

Her other hand was buried in her cunt. Watching them reminded me of my role as initiator and director of this situation, and immediately, a picture popped into my head of how to arrange the finale.

I spoke to Charles, "Stand up and take off your briefs." As he did so, he revealed a cock that wasn't long, but it was amazingly wide, with a dark purple head that looked like a ripe plum. It was shiny with precum, and it twitched with his unquenched desire. I bounced up off the mattress, and had Charles take my place, parallel to the foot of the bed. 

"Jane, lean over the footboard of the bed," I instructed her. "Dick, I want you to mount her from behind, doggy-style." He didn't seem to know exactly how to do it, an I presumed that most of his experience had been with the missionary position. But Jane reached between her thighs and guided his bloated cock between her labia. As he penetrated deep into her vagina in one long thrust, she let loose with a brazen groan. Her fingers remained in the wet folds of her cunt, and she began to rub her clitoris with the same remarkable energy and determination that she had shown me at my house.

Jane let her head fall forward and into the waiting face of Charles. They kissed -- I had to assume it was the first extramarital kiss for Jane -- as Dick began pumping into Jane's cunt with long rhythmic strokes that pushed Jane's body to and fro. 

Eventually, it was too difficult for her to keep up the kiss, and she shifted her face down onto Charles' hairy chest, where she licked enthusiastically into the tight black curls. She found his tiny nipples and she sucked hard on them, even biting and scratching him teasingly. Charles responded by cradling her head and rubbing the back of her neck. His cock was waving like a pennant in a breeze, and it was stiff and fat. I knelt between his legs, and nibbled and licked his cock tenderly. His hips bounced around, and I could tell that he wanted more that my seductive flirting. He wanted me to take his cock head into my mouth, and before he got his wish, I had a demand to make of him. 

"Charles, if you don't move, I'll suck your cock. If you do move, I'll just watch you until you keep still." Of course, he would have promised anything just then, and he did stop bouncing around, so I kissed the helmet-shaped head, prodded my tongue into its pisshole, and then drew the bulbous glans between my wide-spread lips and sucked hard, swiping the underside with my tongue and fondling his balls with my fingers.

The short length of his cock made it easy to take him all the way in, so that my lips brushed his bushy pubic hair. But the unusual breadth stretched my jaws so much that it became uncomfortable quite soon. So when he lost his self discipline and instinctively thrust his hips up into my face, I used it as an excuse to peel my over-full mouth off his cock, and I threatened, "I told you if you moved I would stop. Keep still." 

He again followed my command, and after a minute of making him wait, I crawled farther up the bed and planted my knees to either side of his waist, suspending my cunt over his petrified stud of flesh. Without any manual assistance, it pointed straight up at my wet and eager target. Jane's face was only inches away, and she turned it so that she could watch. 

I squatted down just a bit, and our genitals finally made contact. 

I pushed his cock forwards so that my labia could wrap themselves it. I rocked back and forth so that my clitoris rubbed along the short fat shaft, but I left the purple glans uncovered. Jane found it to be an irresistible temptation, and she repositioned herself so that she could lick the head as I squeezed it with my cunt as if it were a tube of toothpaste. 

Behind Jane, Dick was still piercing his long, thin cock repeatedly into Jane's cunt, which gurgled with loud squishing noises. She exhorted him to do it faster and harder, which he did, gripping both of her ass cheeks, kneading them firmly. His thrusts pushed her face into Charles's cock, and she grunted as she sucked the head into her mouth. Despite her petite body, her mouth seemed able to open like a snake that could swallow a rodent three times it's own diameter. That hard globe of cock head fit easily into her consuming lips, and now her lips occasionally bumped into my own cunt lips. 

I shifted my knees back, and put my hands behind me on Charles's knees. By arching my back, my cunt punched forwards without my thighs pushing Jane's head out of the way. She took the opportunity to use the fingers of her free hand (the other one was still embedded in her own crotch) to prod at my clitoris from above, driving it down into the slippery hard shaft of cock. I sped up my back and forth motion, and let my weight press hard down onto Charles's motionless cock.

Jane reached her orgasm first. She was enjoying four simultaneous stimulations -- a cock in her mouth, another pounding relentlessly into her pussy, her fingers strumming across her clit, and my cunt flowering before her wide eyes. It was more than she could take. Her entire body started to shimmy with minute vibrations, and her grunts became a sustained, guttural howl of deep pleasure.

As her howl became a softer moan, Dick's climax arrived and he ground his cock even more deeply into Jane's vagina, attaining his deepest penetration. His eyes clenched closed and his face was painted with a grimace that might have looked like pain, if I didn't know better! I could imagine Jane's tight vaginal sheath convulsing around his fleshy saber, milking jets of semen out of his shaft and mixing it with her own outpouring of oily secretions.

I too had been at the edge of reaching my own orgasm, but I had stopped moving while I watched Jane and Dick. Charles, too, had been enjoying the scene, but now, he couldn't help but attempt to bounce his hips to encourage me to get back to my activities. I couldn't blame him, and in fact, I didn't want to wait any longer. But I had one more trick up my sleeve -- and that's hard to do when naked! 

I lifted myself up, telling Jane to hold Charles's cock straight up, and then I dropped down suddenly, letting the short, wide pillar of flesh stretch me wide. Then I bounced back up, and let his cock fall forwards, where Jane gave him one hard suck. We alternated strokes, fuck and suck, fuck and suck. All the while, Jane flicked one of her fingers over my clit. In a few moments, Jane and I really got the rhythmic pattern of this, and we were able to pick up speed. I reached behind my ass with one hand, and started juggling Charles' balls in my fingers.

When I felt the first jolts of ecstasy shoot through me, I abandoned the alternating strategy, and let Charles's crimson cock head stay in Jane's mouth. I shook my cunt forwards and back, riding his shaft, as if I was trying to score a groove into the sensitive underside of his cock. The stimulations were finally too much for both of us, and Charles blended his own climactic moment with mine. I stopped my purposeful thrusts, which were replaced by uncontrollable twitches and shudders as Jane prodded hard across my clitoris. She sucked as hard as she could on Charles's cock as I squeezed his balls. His hips bounced up rhythmically as his orgasm pulsed through his body. Jane, who wasn't used to the idea of swallowing semen, released her lips and pulled back a bit. Ribbons of pearly cum shot out of his broad glans and onto her cheeks and lips, dripping in slow motion to Charles' heaving tummy.

The chlorine-like smell of all our juices commingled in the steamy air around us, and when Dick's knees buckled from exhaustion, Jane let herself be willingly pulled down to the floor next to the bed, where she and Dick cuddled affectionately. What a long way they had come since their arguments over the dinner table! I let myself fall forwards onto Charles's slimy chest, and was delighted to hear his emotional gratitude for the eye-opening adventures we had just enjoyed together. Perhaps Charles and I will again be invited to dinner with Dick and Jane. And maybe next time, we'll actually get around to eating dinner before satisfying our other appetites.



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 03



Chapter 3

The Harbour Cruise -- Part 1

It has been three years since Dick and Jane first met, and deciding to splash out on their anniversary, their friends have hired a boat for a harbour cruise. It was one week until everyone had to go back to work, and Dick, Jane, and their friends were off out for a final fling. There were eight of them, all arranged and told what was happening by Dick's best friend Nigel, and Jane's friend Karen.

Nigel was quite a prankster and, not having a steady girlfriend, was open to most ideas, especially if they involved women and kinky parties. His nickname was donkey. Karen had experimented at university with Jane, although Jane had never told Dick exactly what they had done together.

Promptly at 7pm, Dick and Jane heard a loud holler from downstairs, along with whoops and the beeping of a car horn. Looking out the window they saw a limo hummer, with Nigel, Karen and the others leaning out, drinking beer, and waving enormous hands after the cricket that day.

Dick and Jane went out on the street where their six friends had all spilled from the hummer and onto the street. Dick and Jane clambered in. Wow! Fridge with beers and champagne, pumping stereo and their friends all primed for a big night.

"So where are we heading?" Dick asked. 

"We're off to the water mate," was Nigel's reply. "Remember all those harbour cruises we used to have at Uni? Well we're off to re-live them; only with a more 'adult' theme," he grinned. 

Karen just looked at Jane, smiled, and winked.

Dick chugged back his first beer of the evening and wondered what Nigel could have in store. Most of his mates were all single, so being free and open they were often on the prowl when they went out together. Jane huddled up with the girls as they drove off and started chatting skirts, lingerie, bikinis, and clothing; and drinking the champagne.

The hummer made its way through the city to the docks where the cruise boats left. The early evening twilight combined with the balmy summer temperature had the guys out at the bars and the girls all dressed up in their short skirts and heels. Dick and his mates took great delight whistling at those who caught their attention, with Dick even being blown a couple of kisses as they drove past.

The hummer reached the dock to see a 30ft cruiser moored with crew in attendance. And what a crew! Two girls in short sailor suits, holding drinks trays with two crew ready to help everyone aboard. The cruiser had a small spa on the aft deck, as well as two cabins below including a large stateroom past the galley.

"All aboard," yelled the captain. 

The four girls walked up the gangplank first with the guys following. On board the crew handed around beers for the guys and champagne for the girls -- all in plastic glasses of course. The boat cast off and they headed out into the balmy evening onto the harbour.

As they slowly sailed under the harbour bridge the crew brought out the smorgasbord for everyone to eat. Seafood and wine were laid on with liberal abandon as everyone crowded around and ate their fill. 

By now, the alcohol was having the liberal effect. Everyone was getting to know each other, and although they had met at parties previously it was the first time that they were alone on a boat with no way to get off.

Jane sidled up to Dick and asked, "Having fun hon? Feel like checking out the cabins?" and winked as she sashayed off down below. Dick eyed her ass as it moved from side to side above her stockings and heels. He started to move towards the stairs, already getting hard but was stopped by Nigel. After making his excuses he quickly followed Jane down below.

Nigel quickly called Karen over, "I think Dick and Jane have gone below for some fun," he said. 

"Really," said Karen. "I think we'll have to let them get into it then go see what they are doing," she winked.

Dick walked along the bulkhead, peering into the cabins for Jane. Seeing her in the stateroom lying on the double bed she beckoned him in with her finger. The lights of Sydney slid by as he climbed up on the high bed, Jane draped seductively in her thong and half bra, already having removed her skirt and top.

Whispering in his year Jane asked if Dick wanted to show her his flagpole. Dick responded by gently cupping Jane's breasts in his hands and lightly running his tongue over and around her nipples. Jane sighed as he moved up her chest to her neck, nuzzling her earlobe and flicking his tongue. He sat Jane up and moved behind her, both of them kneeling on the bed as they glided over the smooth water. 

Dick ran his hands up and down Jane's tight firm body as he nibbled her neck. Cupping one breast he ran his fingers around Jane's clit and down her pussy, feeling her wetness and eliciting a low moan from her. Pushing back into his hard cock Jane reached around and grasped him through the shorts. 

"Take them off now," she commanded. Dick gladly obliged and stood up as Jane twisted round to take his cock in her mouth. Gently she licked the underside of his cock, running her tongue around his head, flicking the underside to tease.

Suddenly she opened her mouth wide and proceeded to take all of him deep down her throat. Dick gasped with surprise then let out a low guttural moan as Jane worked his cock in and out of her mouth. Spinning her around he lowered her pussy onto his tongue, driving it deep into her while he played with her clit. "Yes baby that's good," she said as Dick continued to drive his tongue in and out.

"I want to fuck you from behind," Dick said. "Stand up and look out the porthole," he commanded. Jane stood and half bent over held onto the side of the cabin as Dick positioned himself behind her. Spreading her labia Dick slid into Jane's now dripping pussy, Jane moaning as he did so. 

Grasping her hips, Dick started to thrust and rotate his cock as he slid in and out of her. "Fuck me harder!" Jane screamed as Dick reached around to play with her nipples, rammingn her as she slammed back towards his cock with each thrust.

Karen and Nigel waited for half and hour then quietly went below. As they went down past the galley to the stateroom they could hear Jane moaning as Dick fucked her. Karen turned around and pushed Nigel up against the wall. "God that noise turns me on!" she said as she proceeded to run her hands down his body to feel his rapidly hardening cock. 

Nigel kissed Karen passionately, both of them rolling their tongues around each other's mouths as their hands proceeded to move and explore each others' bodies.

Nigel grasped Karen's breasts, holding them so he could draw down her bikini top and suck on her nipples. Karen moaned as Nigel rolled her nipples around his mouth, his hard cock pressing up against her mound.

Karen spun around, pushing back into Nigel. "Take me now," she commanded, reaching behind her to grasp Nigel's cock through his shorts. Nigel quickly dropped his shorts and hoisted Karen's skirt. Pulling aside her bikini bottoms he admired her neatly shaven pussy from behind, gently spreading her pussy lips apart.

"Hurry up," Karen whispered, suddenly being aware that Dick and Jane might hear them. Karen steadied herself against the bulkhead as Nigel swiftly entered her in one smooth movement. "aahhh," Karen moaned as she felt Nigel fill her up. 

"I love a wet woman," said Nigel as he rhythmically started to thrust in and out of Karen's pussy, her tight muscles clamping down on his cock. Karen grunted as Nigel started to slam harder and faster into her -- she rested her head on the bulkhead and bit down on her lips. 

"Fuck me harder!" she instructed. Nigel was only to happy to oblige, feeling Karen gush as she came against his cock. 

"Yeessss," Nigel moaned through clenched teeth as he came hard inside Karen. 

Turning and kissing Nigel she whispered, "Ever done a foursome Nigel?" asked Karen with a smile on her face and twinkle in her eye. "If not, I think it's about time you did, and I'm horny for a second round right now," Karen said, as she twisted the handle on the door to the stateroom.

The lights of the harbour and other boats continued to slide by the porthole as Dick and Jane continued to change positions. Dick positioned Jane on the bed doggy style facing the door. He grasped her shoulders as he slid his cock into her pussy once more. As he did the door opened and in the frame stood Karen and Nigel. 

The sight of their two friends, obviously horny, sent Dick and Jane over the edge. Dick emptied his load into Jane, Jane screaming, "oh yeessss," as her pussy filled with Dick's hot cum. Panting, Jane looked up at their friends smiling. "Enjoy the show?" she asked. 

"Oh yes gorgeous," said Karen. "I just sampled Nigel here and he was yummy. I thought you may like him for dessert." 

Jane looked up and smiled at Nigel. "That sounds like fun," she said. Turning to Dick, she licked her lips; "Want to join in honey?" she asked. 

Dick sat back and considered his options. He looked at the woman he loved, another he would love to play with and his best mate who was about to experience a wide ride with Jane. "Not quite yet hon," he replied. Maybe Karen and I will sit back and watch for a while. 

Karen smiled and licked her lips. "Perfectly OK with me," she said, beckoning Nigel to the bed with her fingers...

To be continued...



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 04







Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 05



Chapter 5

Dick and Jane Go Boating with Friends

"Dick, I think we should go for a boat cruise," Jane said, curling up to him in bed, slowly sliding her hand down and over his taut stomach and into his shorts.

Dick rolled over and looked at Jane.

"Really?" he said.

"Topless?" he asked hopefully.

"Don't be so passé Dick," Jane replied.

"I want to have fuck with another couple, outdoors, having it in the sun," she winked.

"Sounds good to me," Dick replied.

"How about we find some friends with a boat and go from there," he added.

"OK," Jane replied. 

A few weeks later...

It was a fine day and Dick and Jane stood on the dock with their new friends, Phil and his wife, Susan.

"Phil won't be long getting the boat," said Susan.

"It's a bit of a pain having a mooring away from the docks, but hopefully it won't be long before we get a dockside pen," she added.

"That's fine," said Jane.

"It's such a great day, we can't wait to be out on the boat and catching some sunshine," Jane said.

"Bikini's optional," Susan winked.

"Of course," said Jane.

"I've bought a special one with me, simply to ensure that I catch the most sun possible," Jane winked, provocatively grabbing Dick's board-short covered cock with her hand.

Shortly after they were aboard and heading out through the marina entrance. The sun was belting down at over thirty-five degrees, with a small swell and surrounding boats all heading out and up the coast to the secluded beaches which dotted the coastline. 

"Drinks are up," said Susan, handing round ice-cold champagne for the girls and beers for the boys.

"This is the life," said Phil, as his hand snaked around his wife's waist, creeping up to her bikini covered breasts.

"Later Phil," said Susan.

"Plenty of time for that," she said, winking at Jane.

"How about we lie down Jane?" Susan suggested.

"We've a nice deck on the back here, and I've some comfy lounge cushions to lie on whilst we allow the boys to pilot the boat to the beach."

"Sounds good to me," Jane said, wriggling her skirt over her shapely hips and thighs, showing off her high-cut black bikini bottoms. 

A low moan escaped Phil's lips.

"Wow I love that look Jane," he said.

"Thanks Phil," she replied.

"Maybe you'll get to see a bit more later on," she added, wriggling her ass at him as she sashayed over to the cushions that Susan was laying on the deck.

Dick and Phil sat on the fly-bridge downing some cold beers whilst slowly motoring up the coast. 

On the rear of the boat, the real action was starting to take shape.

"I love your breasts Jane," Susan smiled at her looking appreciatively at Jane's skimpy bikini.

"Thanks Susan. I love your legs," Jane replied.

"Think we'll be able to entertain the boy's later?" Susan asked.

"I'm sure we will, but in the meantime it's us I'm more concerned about," Jane replied.

"Hey boys, where are our Champagne refills?" Jane shouted.

"Coming," Dick answered.

"Not yet, Dick, but maybe later," Susan retorted.

Drinks refilled the girls proceeded to lay out their mattresses and pillows.

"Care to rub in some sunscreen for me Susan?" Jane asked.

"Oooh yes," Susan replied.

Susan proceeded to pour a generous measure of sun cream into her hands and, rubbing them together, warmed it up ready to apply to Jane's taught, tight, body.

"How does this feel?" Susan asked, beginning to rub cream over Susan's shoulders and down her upper arms.

"Lovely," Jane replied.

"Love the feeling of your hands on my back Susan," Jane added.

Susan began to slowly glide her hands down Jane's back. Rubbing the cream in, Susan massaged Jane's shoulder blades, running her hands down towards Jane's taught arse, tight between the black g-string that Jane was wearing.

"mmm that feels good Susan," Jane whispered.

"Roll over Jane, it's time to do your front," Susan commanded.

Susan rolled started at Jane's stomach, rubbing the sun cream in a circular motion, inching her way up towards Jane's breasts.

Rolling her nipples in her fingers, Susan felt Jane's nipples begin to harden to her touch.

"I think you're liking this Jane," Susan said.

Jane just smiled and began to run her finger up and down her pussy, which was starting to rapidly flow with her juices.

Susan continued to roll one nipple in her fingers, and licking her lips lowered her head onto the other, lightly rolling it around her mouth, flicking it with her tongue.

"That feels so good Susan," Jane whispered in her husky, come fuck me voice.

Susan began to kiss her way down Jane's breast, over her stomach and towards Jane's pussy.

"Move your fingers Jane," Susan commanded.

"I've a tongue that will do a much better job than you."

Susan licked upwards against the taught swim suit which Jane was wearing. Jane moaned in pleasure.

"Take it off Susan and lick me," Jane said.

Susan proceeded to take off Jane's swimwear.

"What a lovely pussy you have Jane. I love the way that you trim it," Susan remarked, as she lowered her head and lightly flicked her tongue over Jane's clit.

Jane moaned in response and grabbed Susan's head, firmly keeping it in place while she rolled her tongue up her pussy and back down, darting it in and out between the labia.

Susan reached behind her, and from the storage compartment brought out a double-ended vibrator, all powered and ready to use.

"That's handy," said Jane.

"I keep it here for fun in the sun," Susan winked in reply.

Rolling the vibrator up and down Jane's sopping pussy Susan lubed it up before slowly sliding it in, teasing as she brought the vibrator in and out, going deeper and deeper with each thrust.

Susan reached down, removing her own bikini bottoms, and Jane whistled at her neatly trimmed, and glistening pussy. 

"I'm horny too Jane," Susan said. 

"Care to help me out?" she added.

"I'd love to Susan, but I've never done anything like this before," Jane replied.

"ooh a virgin!" Susan exclaimed.

"You're going to love this, trust me," she added.

Rolling onto her back, the two girls faced each other with their legs entwined. Susan slid the dildo into Jane's pussy, making her bite down and moan as it filled her up.

Moving closer, Susan then spread apart her own labia, and smiling in anticipation, slipped the other end of the dildo deep inside herself.

Moving back and forwards, the girl's animal instincts took over and they started to thrust towards each other, grabbing each other's hands, while the other guided the now vibrating dildo in and out of their sopping pussies.

Jane leaned back on the deck of the boat.

"Fuck me Susan," she screamed.

Susan jumped up and straddled Jane's lower torso. She slammed the dildo into Jane's pussy, inserting the other end into herself, then began fucking Jane.

Jane clawed at the boat deck, head rolling from side to side as waves of ectasy washed over her. 

"This is so fucking good," she moaned through clenched teeth.

"Go on, fuck me Susan," Jane added, and Susan needed no encouragement.

"I'm going to cum Jane," Susan moaned.

The girls made one final hard thrust towards each other, and grabbing hands and locking lips proceeded to push down on the dildo which was deeply buried in each other them.

Standing back, the men smiled in appreciation of the scene which had unfolded before them. The girls unfolded themselves, and walking to their respective partners suggested that it was time they anchored so the four of them could play.

But that is another story!



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 06



Chapter 5: Dick and Jane go on a Play Date

It was play date time. Having not had a play date for some time, both Dick and Jane were ready for a night out together, to wine, dine and generally be naughty. Dick was very excited, Jane less so because she always got nervous until the date was underway. Dick and Jane had planned the night a week in advance, arranged for the kids to be away from the house (early!) with time to themselves to relax, prepare and play hard.

The Preparation

In the week leading up to the play date Dick and Jane placed an ad on one of the local swinger websites and chatted to a few people to see what was happening. A couple of meet and greets were on the agenda, some of their online buddies were free and one of the new clubs in town was also having a post-election (an erection) party. They were spoiled for choice.

Jane spent some time reviewing the interest in their date, chatting to the people in the chat rooms and generally getting the feel for what was happening. They decided to meet a couple of people for cocktails at one of the nicer cocktail lounges and then go with the flow with what happened after.

The week leading up to the play date was a flurry of activity for both Dick and Jane. Dick went out and bought a new shirt, and given he wasn't prone to shopping Jane fell off her chair when he told her. Jane meanwhile, had her hair coloured, went shopping for a new cocktail dress with matching heels, as well as getting a particularly close bikini wax on the day before the date.

Both could feel the sexual tension rise during the week as the weekend grew closer. For some reason Jane was more inclined to run her hands down Dick's body and, at random moments, gently nibble his ear and whisper things she was going to do to him on their date. Dick meanwhile was more inclined to cook (or at least buy the apple pies for dessert).

Getting Ready

As soon as the house was empty Dick and Jane fixed themselves and cocktail and started to get ready for their date. Of course the cocktail was one of Janes favourites, Toblerone, with a twist that Dick put in it to give it that extra kick!

Jane could feel her pussy tingling with excitement, her juices making her freshly waxed labia glisten as she got in the shower. Waxing her legs and washing her hair she hummed away at the thoughts of what might happen that night, knowing that whatever it was they would be doing it together.

Finishing off her make-up, Jane took another sip of cocktail and moved to dress. Rolling the stockings up her legs made her shiver with anticipation, the silk making her feel particularly sexy. Garters were always an issue -- why didn't they make them easier to get on? Jane's g-string and bra had been specially purchased for play-date evenings, the black and silver framing her delicious pussy and making her voluptuous breasts stand pert and proud.

A small wet patch was visible on Jane's g-string, an indication of the excitement that she felt. The new cocktail dress accentuated Jane's delicious breasts, but was understated so that no-one would ever know the adventures she and Dick got up to simply by looking at her. Matched with the heels, Jane was all class and sophistication, ready to hit the town for fun and games.

Jane walked out to Dick who was sitting by the pool, sipping his drink. He whistled in appreciation. Jane looked good enough to eat, and he would later on. Jane did a twirl and blew him a kiss. Falling into each other's arms they kissed long and hard.

Dick slyly slipped his hand under Jane's dress to find her wet pussy. Jane slapped his hand away, saying "plenty of time for that later."

"How about a quickie before go?" Dick suggested?

"Sorry lover-boy" Jane said. "Plenty of time for that later on. Right now, I want to go eat, drink and get merry."

Cocktails

Dick and Jane walked into the cocktail lounge, impressed with the sophistication of the décor, lighting and ambience. From the people they'd chatted to it wasn't immediately apparent if anyone they were meeting was there. However Jane's phone soon beeped with the message that their companions were in the corner booth, with the cocktails with umbrellas!

Hearts pounding, and holding sweaty hands, Dick and Jane walked towards their new 'friends'. Smiling up at them, Suzy & Phil, and Georgia & James leapt up and gave them each a hug and kiss as if they'd know each other for years.

Ordering their first cocktail at the bar Dick and Jane started to relax, and they were soon all chatting and talking about their hobbies, the nightlife around the city, and of course their experience in the swinging scene.

"These are nice normal people." Jane whispered to Dick.

"I know, and the place and cocktails aren't bad either." Dick replied.

Before long the couples had swapped sides and the respective sexes were in deep conversation -- the boys had found a mutual interest in surfing and various water sports. The ladies, in their favourite holiday destinations, the local shopping and dining experiences of south-east asia.

Two-hours later the night seemed like it was only beginning, the couples remained talking and laughing as if they had all known each other for years. By now they'd all got to know each other more deeply.

Jane and Suzie both excused themselves and walked to the bathroom. Five minutes later they returned with fresh make-up on and big smiled on their faces.

Jane snuggled up close with Dick and Suzie with Phil. Jane placed her hand in Dicks.

"Want to feel how excited I am?" Jane whispered.

Without waiting for an answer, Jane gently moved Dick's hand up and under her dress.

Moving up her legs, Dick could feel Jane's thighs quivering in anticipation. As his hand reached her pussy he could feel the wetness which by now was dripping.

"Feel that honey?" Jane whispered.

"Although I'm not sure about all this, these people are all really nice and I'm enjoying myself. Even if the cocktails are helping." Jane purred in Dick's ear.

As his fingers slipped inside her drenched g-string, Dick ran his finger up Jane's dripping slit, flicking her clit and inserting a finger as he reached her vagina. He feel something. Jane had inserted her vibrating egg in her pussy.

"Surprise!" Jane whispered. Looking over at Suzie they gave each other a knowing look and smile.

Slipping Dick the wireless remote, Jane grinned and winked. All the control over the egg was now in Dick's hands.

"Wow." Dick said.

"This is something I didn't expect."

"Well I'm pleased that I can still surprise you Dick". Jane replied, smiling in satisfaction as the egg continued to gently vibrate away.

"Talk to you later." Jane said as she moved away and back to the girls who were again locked in conversation.

The Decision

The men had each had a chance to talk to the others partners, and the girls had all discussed their various swinging experiences. Jane listened with interest, somewhat nervous hearing about what others had done.

What Dick and Jane had learned is that they were not alone in their apprehension and fears, however were reassured from the others that at the parties and clubs there really was no pressure to play, simply to socialise and enjoy a sexually charged atmosphere in the knowledge that others had experienced the same fears.

By now the night was wearing on with everyone becoming more animated and making suggestions about moving the party on elsewhere. Someone suggested moving to a swingers club.

Dick and Jane came together to discuss their options.

Surprising Dick, Jane suggested they accompany the others.

"Are you sure?" Dick asked.

"Well Dick." Jane responded. "I wasn't sure about the last club, but it was usually OK when we got there. It was just a pity that it was going downhill and the last couple of times there weren't really enough people to talk to. You know I don't like 'sleazy' places but if we don't go to this one we'll never know if it's sleazy or a nice place with sexual tension."

"I'm not promising anything, but let's go and have a drink to see what it's like." Jane finished with.

The Swingers Club -- Part (a)

Arriving at the Club as a six-some and with others made Jane feel strangely more secure. But the nerves for her and Dick were still there and walking in they both wondered what lay on the other side of the door, what the ambience would be like, the people friendly or cliquey and the environment clean and inviting.

"Hi I'm Alex." the owner on the door said. "Let me take your coats and show you around." He said as they arrived.

Introductions were made and Alex took the six of them on a tour of the Club. Downstairs there is the bar, bathrooms and dance floor he explained. Upstairs, as they walked around, the showed them another change room, spa and rooms.

"There are six rooms in total." Alex explained.

"The first one here is a bondage room, and you'll see it has a cross, bench and various implements for BDSM. Next door there are 3 rooms which can all be individually closed off, but the third has a viewing window so all your activities can be seen. It's for the exhibitionists." Alex explained.

"Finally there is the group room." He said.

"This is basically for anyone to come in and play. However don't ever touch without asking, and no means no. There is no pressure to swap in here, but you can expect to have others playing beside you." Alex added.

The six of them looked at each other and smiled. Dick slipped his hand in his pocket, and upped the vibration on Jane's vibrating egg, causing her to jump a bit. Suzie looked at Jane and just smiled. She must have been in on the secret Dick thought to himself.

Moving back downstairs the six of them popped the champagne they'd bought on the way over, and sat on one of the many lounges scattered around the club.

"This isn't too bad." Jane said to Dick.

"It's not as sleazy as the other club and there are more people here around our age which is good." She added.

Soon Dick and Jane were both in conversation with their new friends, introducing themselves to others around the Club and finding out more about what went on.

The couple soon found that (almost) everyone was relaxed and open, and they both liked that there were only a couple of single guys let in. It certainly made the club less intimidating.

Dick and Jane found out from some 'regulars' that this was definitely a play club and many people, but not all, who went played either with their partners or with others. Surprisingly they learned that full swap was less common than they imagined, with many couples choosing to stick with each other, either in the group room or with another couple in one of the private rooms.

Jane came over to Dick.

"Hi honey, want to come for a walk?" she suggested.

Taking Dick's hand Jane led Dick upstairs to where there was obvious sexual tension and energy, mixed with a healthy dose of moaning and the occasional gasp. The lighting upstairs was more subdued than downstairs and there were a number of ladies wandering around in lingerie, and men in their shorts.

Walking along the walkway they came to the voyeur room which had two couples in it. Jane stopped and leaned back into Dick.

In the room the two couples were each locked in a 69, one couple with the girl on top and the other with the guy on top.

The view through the window gave Dick and Jane an uninterrupted view of the action, watching beside them was one other couple.

"Does this turn you on sweetheart?" Dick asked Jane.

"Well they aren't bad looking, and they are certainly all trying to please each other." Jane replied.

In the room the couples were all tongues and fingers, the ladies moaning with excitement as the guys hit their g-spots. It was obvious that all four participants were extremely horny and Dick and Jane could see the juices on the guys fingers as they came out of the ladies pussies.

Hearing a moan close to them, Dick and Jane looked over at the couple beside them.

"Sorry." The girl beside them said.

"This is making me so horny." She added.

Jane could see the girl's partner rubbing her breasts as they watched the foursome in the room change position, obviously getting ready to fuck.

"That's quite OK." Jane replied.

"They are obviously having fun in there, and it's nice to watch. A bit like a live porn show." Jane said.

In the room the couples had changed positions. One lady was on her back, legs in the air as her partner positioned his very long cock at the entrance to her pussy. Grabbing it, she guided him inside her in one long stroke. An audible sigh could be heard escaping from her lips as he started to move slowly in and out of her pussy, rolling her nipples in his hands as he did so.

Jane leaned back into Dick as the couples in the room started to fuck with a rhythmic quality that was mesmerising to watch.

Dick cupped Janes breasts through her dress and gently commenced rolling her nipples between his fingers. His other hand slipped down under the skirt and up towards her pussy.

Before he even got there he could feel the juices running down Jane's leg. She sighed.

Slipping his fingers past the g-string Dick removed the vibrating egg and switched it off.

"I don't think we'll be needing this now." He explained.

Jane just turned and gave him a hard deep throat kiss.

In the room the second couple had turned to fuck doggy style, the lady facing the window with the guy grabbing her hips from behind and starting to move in and out of her. Looking up at the two couples watching them she smiled as her breasts swayed in time to the pounding she was receiving from behind.

As the guy started to move faster and harder she dropped to the bed, supporting herself on her elbows. Letting out a moan she turned to look at her lover, saying "Harder and faster."

"Fuck me." She commanded.

Complying with the lady's wishes, her partner proceeded to grab her hips tightly, moving his cock in and out of her pussy faster and harder with every stoke.

"I'm cumming!" she screamed as she gripped the edge of the bed as her hips jerked with her orgasm.

Flipping her over, the guy proceeded to fuck her missionary style, pulling out to cum on her stomach and breasts as he reached his climax.

Collapsing beside her, they grinned up at the four people watching, giving them a small wave.

Smiling back, Jane turned to Dick.

"That was actually quite hot." She said.

"I am soooo turned on right now." She added, giving Dicks hard cock a squeeze through his tight boxers.

"Let's go get a drink." Jane said as she pulled him downstairs again.

The Swingers Club -- Part 5(b)

Sitting on one of the lounges with Suzie and Phil they all sipped their drinks and discussed what was happening upstairs.

"There was one sixsome on the group bed." Suzie said. "They were all entwined like a daisy chain! It was so hot to watch." She added.

"Look how wet I am." Suzie said as she spread her legs to give the others an uninterrupted view of her sopping went pussy.

"I know." Added Jane.

"There was a foursome in one room. The girl was getting banged from behind and he was sooo hot. She was writhing in ecstasy as he slammed in and out of her. She was literally screaming as she came." Jane said.

There was a nervous pause amongst the four of them.

"Want to go play?" asked Suzie.

Jane looked at Dick.

Dick looked at Jane.

Suzie grabbed Phil's cock and stood up.

Jane grabbed Dick's hand and hauled him to his feet. Sculling their drinks they followed Suzie and Phil up the stairs, Dick playfully spanking Jane's gorgeous ass as she ascended ahead of him.

"Hey watch it fella!" Jane said playfully turning around and smiling.

The foursome found an empty room upstairs and went in, closing the door behind them.

Before he knew it Jane had spun around and was deeply kissing Dick while Suzie dropped straight to her knees unzipping Phil's pants.

Suzie engulfed Phil's cock in one mouthful, sucking hard as he let out a low moan of pleasure.

Undoing his shirt he was soon naked, lying back on the bed as Suzie commenced sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, holding it in her hands as she deep-throated him.

Dick spun Jane around pushing her back onto the bed.

Spreading her legs wide he wasted no time running his tongue up her inner thighs, to her slit which was now sopping wet, her g-string soaked with her pussy juices.

Ripping her g-string off, Dick dove his tongue deep into Jane's pussy, spreading her lips to ensure he was able to hit her g-spot.

Squirming and moaning, Jane reached out and grabbed Phil's hand, who by now was also moaning as Suzie continued to suck his hard cock, wrapping her lips around the top of his shaft, rolling her tongue around the underside. Cupping his balls in her hand she continued to alternatively deep throat then slide up to the top, making him gasp in ecstasy.

Soon the four of them were all naked, all on the bed rolling around. Surprising even herself, lying beside Suzie, Jane reached out and started to roll her breast and nipple around as Dick and Phil continued to lap at their respective partner's pussies.

Holding hands both women continued to enjoy the attention both men were lavishing on them.

As if in tune they both rolled over presenting their asses and pussies to the guys hardened cocks. With one smooth stroke both men swiftly took the invitation and thrust deep into their partner's red, dripping pussies.

Suzie looked over at Jane and smiled.

"Having fun?" she gasped as Phil continued to slam his cock in and out.

"God yes." Jane moaned in return.

"This is so hot. I never thought I'd ever do anything like this."

Suzie grinned, leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Dick entered Jane particularly deeply making her gasp.

"Would you like to feel my man's cock?" Suzie asked Jane.

"Yes please!" Jane moaned in reply.

The guys withdrew and putting condoms on proceeded to swap positions.

"Roll over." Phil commanded Jane.

Obligingly , Jane rolled over and pulled her knees to her chest, giving Phil and uninterrupted view of her wet pussy.

With one powerful stroke, Phil entered Jane, making her gasp. It was the first time she'd felt another man's cock since she married Dick some 15 years before.

Pushing back against Phil's plunging cock, Jane's fingers moved to finger her clit as she bucked and moaned with pleasure.

Beside her, Dick continued to fuck Suzie rhythmically, as she pressed back against his every thrust. Reaching around, Dick squeezed her hard nipples, making her groan in pleasure.

As if on cue, both women began to move faster and more forcefully, sighing and moaning as the men fucked them mercilessly.

Holding hands again the women, as if on cue, screamed at their men, "Don't stop."

Bucking back against the thumping cocks, the women moaned together.

"I'm coooommmiingggg." They alternatively moaned and screamed as the men held their cocks deep inside them, loving the feeling of the pulsating pussy walls against their condoms.

Resting for a minute, the men recommenced their thrusting as the women changed positions again, to be both on their sides, the men entering them from the side.

Looking at each other in post-ecstasy bliss, the women continued to play with each other's nipples and breasts.

The men continued to increase their pace, thrusting deeper and harder.

Dick came first, holding tight to Suzies hips as he spilled his hot cum deep inside her pussy.

Relaxing beside her, he turned to watch Phil continuing to satisfy his wife.

Jane looked as though she was on cloud-nine, with a glazed expression of bliss and sexual ecstasy all in one.




Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 06



Phil reached down to play with her clit again, as he groaned.

"I'm coming." He groaned, holding Jane tight against his cock embedded in her pussy.

Lying next to each other, the foursome collapsed in post-coital bliss.

"Drink time?" Jane suggested.

"I definitely need a drink after that!" Suzie said.

"That was the best fucking I've had in a long time."

Jane looked at Dick. "I never ever thought I'd do that." She said.

"How horny and exciting was it!"

The End

Back downstairs, the foursome relaxed on the couches.

"Well that's a good start to the night." Jane said.

"Who's up for more fun?" she asked?

But that, is another story...



Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 07



Part 1: Getting Ready 

It has been a couple of months since Dick and Jane had managed to get out for a play date. The Christmas period had taken its toll in terms of time available, although they'd both been on a fitness drive - and the results of their running and swimming were definitely showing. 

Cuddling in bed one evening they were perusing their favourite swinger's site and spied a meet at one of the fun bars nearby. After ensuring the kids could be farmed out for the night they registered their interest. 

The day came around and once the kids were firmly planted away from the house they started to get ready. Mixing Jane's favourite cocktail, Dick presented the chocolate extravaganza to her as she lazed by the pool finalising her tan - getting rid of the pesky bikini lines. 

Jane sipped the cocktail, running her tongue around the edge sensuously. 

"mmmm." she purred. "That's really tasty Dick." 

Dick smiled and winked. 

"Not as tasty as other things." he replied mischeviously. 

Diving into the water Dick did a few lazy laps before surfacing next to Jane. Running his wet hand slowly up the inside of her leg. Shivering Jane moved her legs apart. Running his fingers higher Dick gently ran his hand up Jane's freshly waxed pussy. 

Dick lifted himself out of the pool and replaced his fingers with his tongue. 

"That's it Dick!" Jane sighed. 

"Nice and slowly to get me in the mood." she commanded. 

Dick slowly ran his tongue up and down Jane's rapidly moistening slit. Rolling his tongue around her clit Jane sighed, reaching down to pinch and play with her nipples. 

Dick proceeded to dart his tongue in and out of Jane's pussy, now drenched in her wetness. Moaning softly Jane held Dick's in place so he couldn't get away. 

"Push your tongue in deep Dick!" Jane commanded. 

"oohh finger me too." as he commenced to finger fuck her tight pussy, sliding his fingers in and out. 

"Keep going Jane moaned." 

"Oh God, keep going!" she screamed as he thrust his fingers in deeper and faster, his tongue now solidly lapping at her clit. 

As Jane's hips thrust forward and back Dick's fingers and tongue moved faster and faster. 

Grabbing Dick's hair and twisting it around her fingers, Jane held Dick's head firmly in place. 

"Don't stop." she groaned. 

With one final thrust of her hips, Jane came, deeply moaning as Dick's fingers did one final thrust inside, and his tongue rolled one final time around her clit. 

"Fuck that was good." Jane exhaled. "I can't wait until later tonight." she added. 

Dick stood up, diving back in the pool. A big smile on his face, he was sure that they were both now set up for a night of adventure. 

Twenty minutes later Jane was lying on the bed looking at who else was going to the meet that night. 

"This couple look like fun." she said, pointing out a couple who lived nearby and appeared to have similar interests. 

"Will we give them a call?" Dick queried? 

"Sure. I'll see if they're going in and we may be able to share a taxi." Jane answered. 

Five minutes later Jane was back in the bedroom, a big smile on her face. 

"They sound really fun." she winked at Dick. 

"They're keen to share a taxi in, and then come to the club with us after the bar." she added. 

Dick just smiled. The night was definitely getting started on the right track. 

Jane sashayed into the dressing room, firmly closing the door behind her. 

"This is a no entry zone." she directed. "No peeking!" 

Dick sighed. He knew that he'd be ready in 10 minutes, but Jane would take at least a half hour. Secretly he didn't mind as he knew that Jane would emerge dressed to kill. 

Twenty minutes later ("that's a record!" Dick thought privately) Jane emerged. Dressed in her black heels, short black dress and deep plunging v-neck she twirled around, giving her delicious ass a shake as she did so. 

Dressed in a short black, lycra dress, with plunging neckline Jane's dress accentuated her sensational breasts, giving a hint of the studded bar lying underneath. 

Bending over in her high heels, Jane lifted the hemline to show her taught ass, framed in lace crotchless panties. Jane spread her pussy lips, inserting a finger deep into her already dripping pussy. As she moved her finger out, licking it sensuously, a thin line of wetness was framed like a spiders web. 

"Will this do?" she asked. 

"Is that rhetorical?" Dick answered. 

Jane just winked in reply. "I want to make sure this is OK." Jane pouted mischeviously. 

"Honey, you'll be the bell of the ball!" Dick exclaimed. 

"hmmmmm I don't really want to be at a ball, but would like a number of balls." Jane winked in reply. 

Grabbing Dick's cock, Jane gave it a quick squeeze. 

"I guess this little outfit will do, based on your cock's response." Jane said. 

"If we don't go now." Dick said, "we may keep our new friends waiting." Dick replied. 

Jane just laughed. 

"No chance! We're saving all of this for play time later." she purred. 

Grabbing their drinks and bag for the club, Dick and Jane sashayed out the door. 

Part 2: The Taxi Ride 

The taxi pulled up outside the non-descript house on the way to the City. Jane whistled. 

"Nice house." she said. 

Honking the horn the taxi driver and two passengers waiting patiently for the new friends to emerge. 

Bouncing down the stairs a good looking couple emerged into view. Dressed well she was sporting a long coat over bright red heels, and he was dressed in chino's and black shirt. 

Jane squeezed Dick's knee. 

"If they're as nice as they look this is going to be a great night!" she said. 

"Hi guys! I'm Alice and this is my partner Tom." the buxom brunette said as she squeezed in beside Dick, whilst Tom dropped himself on the other side next to Jane. 

"Hi, we're Dick and Jane." Jane said, reaching across to plant a kiss firmly on her new friends ruby red lips. 

Tom more sedately reached out and shook Dick's hand. 

"Nice to meet you" he said. 

The girls started to chat as if they'd known each other for years, covering everything from the latest celebrity gossip through to what the latest dance songs were. 

The conversation quickly got around to their experiences and time in the lifestyle. 

"I'll admit that Dick first suggested it." Jane started. 

"I was a bit nervous at first, and it took me a while to get used to the idea. But it was me who suggested we go to a swingers club one night, and we had a great time." Jane winked. 

"Since then we've met some really nice people and had some absolutely mind blowing sex." she added. 

"Well," said Alice, "in that dress Jane I can hardly keep my hands off you, so can only imagine what the men are like." she laughed. 

"We sort of fell into it" Alice started. "We were out drinking and one of our friends let slip they'd been asked to a swingers party. She then proceeded to tell us she'd gone and had a great time." Alice said. 

"We were pretty shocked as my friend was the least likely person you'd ever expect to be into group sex!" 

"Next thing you know, we're being asked to a party." Alice added. "We were pretty nervous too, and a couple of bottles of champagne were drunk, but it was nothing like what we expected. Everyone was really nice, no pushy and so normal." 

Alice finished, "Since then we've never looked back and are having a great time with no strings attached with some really fun people." 

Jane smiled and grabbed Tom's cock through his trousers. "How about you Tom?" she asked. "Are you enjoying the lifestyle?" 

"Oh yes." Tom answered with a broad grin. "It honestly wasn't what I imagined, with people being so respectful, and we've had some really awesome times with some very kinky people." 

"Oooooh I like the sound of that." Dick said as they all laughed. 

"Yes it helps if you don't take yourself or life too seriously." Alice said. 

"So what are your plans for tonight?" Jane asked. 

"Well that would be telling wouldn't it." winked Alice. "But between us girls I'm looking forward to having a few drinks at the bar, then heading to that club you mentioned so I can taste your delicious looking tits, and have your partner's tongue having me squirm on the end of it as I scream cumming." 

"Now that sounds like a good plan." Jane said. "I can't wait to see what you've got under that coat of yours, and I'm sure that Tom has a package which will make my pussy quiver on his cock." 

Alice just smiled. "All in good time my dear." as she planted a firm kiss on Jane's mouth, locking tongues while the men just looked on and smiled, the taxi driver's eyes growing as wide as dinner plates. 

Part 3: The Bar 

Walking up the security guards, Alice flashed a big smile, letting her coat fall slightly open. 

The look on the guards' faces registered immediate interest and Alice just winked at them. 

"Hello gentlemen." she opened. "Mind if my friends and I come on in?" 

The first guard immediately lifted the rope barrier and waved them through. "Have a great night." he added. 

Waltzing up to the concierge Alice dropped her overcoat slip off her shoulders. 

Underneath she wore a sheer, tight red dress. Sitting snugly over her hips the hemline was high enough to give a hint of the delights which lay underneath, but long enough to create a sense of modesty. Her amazing breasts were accentuated by a half-cup bra, which allowed her nipples, already hard, to be just visible enough to demonstrate how horny she already was. 

Paying their entry fee the men headed for the bar, the girls heading for one of the booths. Bringing back the champagne for the girls and beers for themselves, the foursome started to scope out the bar. 

"Do you think that's the group for the meet over there?" Jane asked. 

"I think so." Tom replied. "The organisers said they'd be wearing red glow-bands, so I would assume that's them." 

"Anyone you like?" asked Alice. 

"Not more than who we've got here." Jane replied, winking. 

Walking over to the group the foursome met the organisers and met with some of the other couples who were there. 

One couple in particular were very friendly to the foursome who'd shared a taxi to the meet. 

Susan was a long haired brunette, dressed in a floor length ball gown, with slits up to her high thigh and criss-crossed beading from her naval up and over her shoulders to the crest of her buttocks. 

Phil was a good looking surfer with short blonde hair and a chest to die for. Dressed to kill in chino's and pink shirt, the men agreed that only he had the looks to get away with such a bright shirt. 

Before long the three ladies were chatting like they had known each other for years. The men were relegated to ferrying bottles of champagne back and forth as the ladies discussed everything from fashion to whether friends knew they were swingers. 

Before long Alice, who was in obvious charge, started to dance with Phil while Jane grabbed Tom. Susan and Dick then paired up whilst all six of them hit the dance floor. 

As the songs wore on each couple swapped around, and hands started to become more bold as the alcohol took effect, and the conversation showed how compatible each of the couples were with each other and they became more comfortable. 

Jane grabbed Phil's hips and brought his cock into contact with her short dress. 

"That feels nice Phil." she whispered in his year, running her hands up his tight ass as they ground together on the dance floor. 

Dick ran his hands up Alice's ass, moving around to her front pussy, running his fingers up her slit through her dress. 

Moaning softly, Alice whispered "think we should take this party to the next level?" 

Jane saw what was happening, and as if reading Alice's mind give a slight nod of her head. 

Leaning over, Alice asked if they should also ask Susan and Tom. 

"I'm game if you are." Jane replied. 

Alice just smiled. 

Part 4: The Club 

Part 4a: Arrival and Socialising 

Arriving at the club the six friends emerged from their maxi-taxi laughing as they finished the bottle of champagne they'd been drinking on the ten-minute ride over. 

Walking in through the non-descript door at the back of the industrial estate, passers-by would never have guessed that behind it lay one of the most deliciously decadent sex clubs in all of the country. 

Tastefully decorated in deep reds, purples and black the club, although small, allowed all comers to explore their inner-most fantasies in a safe and secure environment. 

"Welcome back." George the owner said as they walked in. 

Well-known to Dick and Jane, it soon became apparently that he was also well known to Alice and Tom. 

"How is it that we both seem to know George yet we've never seen each other here?" asked Alice. 

"No idea." replied Jane. "Maybe we've always been too busy to notice each other." she added. 

"ooh darling, I definitely would have noticed you and Dick." winked Alice. 

After paying their entrance fee and introducing Susan and Phil the six walked inside, depositing their drinks with Lisa the bartender. 

Air kissing each other Jane looked over at Dick and winked. 

"He's hoping you'll join us later on." Jane whispered to Lisa. 

"We'll have to see" Lisa replied. "We're expecting a busy night tonight but if I can get away from here for a while I most definitely will!" 

Waving to the men, the three women walked into the change rooms to deposit their bags. 

Coming back, the six found a low couch and proceeded to open another bottle of champagne. 

Before long the couples were swapping seats and hands were starting to wander around as they each became more comfortable and provocative. 

Before long the talk had turned to their swinging experience and the various likes and dislikes. 

Jane was emphatic. "I only do anal when I'm really comfortable and relaxed." she said. 

"How about DP?" Tom asked. 

"I'd consider it, but haven't done it just yet." she replied. 

Alice squealed. "You'll love it!" she said. "It is so hot having two cocks in you at once. I cum sooo hard when being fucked by two at the same time." 

Alice made a face. "Not for me!" she said. "I much prefer to be spit roasted doggy style with a hard cock fucking me from behind, while I play and suck on one at the other end." 

Both of the other girls grinned. 

"That is soooo much fun." Jane said. "But it's also fun when I'm on my back and the men are on top. The only down side is that I can't control what's going on." 

Looking over, Dick noticed that Alice had hitched up the already very short dress and was fingering herself. 

"Guess you like this talk." he said, smiling broadly. 

"I do." Alice replied. "But does anyone else think that we should maybe take this party to the next level?" 

Leaning over, Phil planted a kiss on Alice's lips. 

"Is that a good answer?" he asked? 

Alice grabbed Phil's hand, leading his hands to her dripping pussy. 

"I can't wait until you're fully down there." she replied in a husky voice. 

Jane grabbed Tom and pulled his head to her tits. Rubbing his face, he could just moan as he got his first tongue flick and taste of her orbs of pleasure. 

Susan stood up and straddled Dick's legs. His cock, already semi-hard sprang to instant attention as she ground her barely covered pussy into it his crotch. 

"Time to go everyone!" Alice announced. 

No one argued, and there was an instant movement to grab drinks as the six friends headed for one of the play rooms. 

"Which room would everyone like?" Alice asked. 

Jane and Susan quickly agreed that a big group room was the order of the evening, so that everyone could join in and none of the partners would be separated. 

Moving down the hall past the rooms where there was already moaning and in one case a woman screaming "Fuck me harder!" over and over, the six soon found an empty room. 

Decorated in deep red, with plush mattresses and subdued lighting, the room enabled all players to see each other, in an atmosphere of seductive naughtiness. 

Walking in Tom shut the door firmly behind him. "No other participants at this stage." he announced. 

The others quickly agreed, wanting their first play time to be just the six of them. 

Part 4b: The Club - Alice and Phil 

Phil wasted no time in continuing what Alice had started. 

Pushing her down to the bed Phil dove down to her dripping pussy. 

Licking her shaven slit up and down he proceeded to roll her engorged clit around his tongue. 

"Fuck that's good." Alice moaned. "Don't stop your dirty boy." 

Moving around Phil straddled Alice's gaping mouth and slowly slid his rock hard cock into her waiting mouth. 

Sighing deeply, he felt Alice's lips wrap around his hard shaft, while her hand cupped his balls, rolling them in her fingers. 

Sliding further down, her spit lubricated his shaft and she stuck her tongue in the top of his cock, flicking it down and under the head. 

"Oh yeah baby." he moaned. 

Thrusting in and out Phil moved back to sucking on Alice's clit, running his tongue down her slit and into her pussy. 

Reaching over he liberally smeared massage lube on his two fingers and thrust them deep into Alice's pussy. 

"oohhhrrrgggghhhh." she moaned. 

Moving them in and out Phil proceeded to thrust his fingers in and out of Alice's now dripping wet snatch, as she started to writhe and moan beneath him. 

Starting to thrust, Alice dropped Phil's cock and moved out from under him. 

Rolling over and presenting her gaping pussy, holding it apart with her fingers she said "Fuck me now Phil. I want you hard and I want it NOW!" 

Grabbing her hips, Phil slid deep into Alice's tight pussy in one firm thrust. 

"Oh fuck!" Alice cried. "That's it. Fuck me Phil!" 

Phil started to move in and out of Alice's pussy, reaching around and massaging her breasts and erect nipples. 

Alice slammed back against Phil's cock as he pounded into her. 

"That's it." she moaned. "Fuck me hard Phil. Oh god I love a good hard cock." 

Moving faster and harder the two lovers sighed, squirmed and moaned as their fucking became more intense. 

As the climax approached Alice looked back at Phil whilst reaching under to fondle his balls. 

Reaching around he rolled her clit in his fingers, pushing both of them over the edge. 

As he slammed his cock into her one last time Alice screamed. 

"I'm cumming, don't stop." as Phil thrust into her twice more, deeply holding his spurting cock inside her. 

Rolling aside, they smiled as he rolled her nipples around, relaxing in the afterglow. 

Part 4c: The Club - Jane and Tom; Susan and Dick 

Jane reached around and grabbed Tom's crotch, deftly unbuckling his belt. 

Sliding down his body she yanked down his underwear, sliding his hardened cock into her moist, waiting mouth in one gulp. 

"Oh fuck." Tom exclaimed. "That feels so good." as Jane commenced sucking his hard slick cock whilst simultaneously sliding her short dress off her shoulders and down over her hips. 

Grabbing the dress Tom helped take if off fully, leaving Jane in her sexiest, studded black bra and g-string. 

Not missing a beat, Tom reached around and unclasped Jane's bra, letting her sensational 34C's spring free. 

Reaching down Tom rolled Jane's hardening nipples around in his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a guttural moan from Jane. 

"That feels great." she said. "Don't stop." 

Moving over to the bed Jane sat down while Tom continued to stand, moving his rock hard cock in and out of her waiting mouth. 

Grabbing his ass in her hands, Jane pulled Tom in her mouth harder, taking all 7 inches of hardness down her throat. 




Fun with Dick and Jane Ch. 07



Moving over Susan knelt down beside Jane, reaching out and cupping Tom's balls. 

"Want a taste?" Jane asked. 

"I thought you'd never suggest it." Susan replied, as she grasped Tom's hard cock, giving it a long lick before devouring it. 

"ooh he does taste good!" she added. 

Dick moved over and knelt down behind Jane. Moving his fingers he slid them under her g-string and into her sopping pussy. 

"Feels like you're in the mood." he whispered in her ear. 

"You know I am." she replied. "But you don't get me yet. There's too many others to play with and I really want a foursome." 

"Message received mistress." Dick replied, giving Jane a wink as he moved over to Susan, who was still devouring Tom's cock, the slurping noises clearly heard above the fucking that Alice was receiving from Phil. 

Dick moved behind Susan, slipping his hands around her waist and up towards her breasts. Cupping them in his hands he suggested that it was time to lose the dress. 

Willingly obliging, Susan slid Tom's cock out of her mouth, lifting her dress over her head. 

"Lovely." Jane exclaimed as Susan's naked body was exposed all at once. 

"I don't believe in underwear when I'm off to play." Susan said to the assembled adults. "All it does is get in the way." 

By now Tom was lying down on the bed, with Susan continuing to suck his cock in and out of her mouth, slurping as he moaned. 

"I need some of this!" Jane exclaimed. Peeling off her g-string she proceeded to climb on the bed, neatly avoiding the still furiously fucking Alice and Phil, lowering her dripping snatch onto Tom's mouth. 

"Tongue fuck me now Tom." Jane commanded as she proceeded to grind her hips into his darting tongue. 

Moving in and out Tom proceeded to lick Jane's clit, darting his tongue in and out of her dripping slit. 

"Fuck that's it." Jane exclaimed, reaching down to grasp Tom's cock and guide it in and out of Susan's mouth. 

"He's fucking fantastic!" Jane moaned to Susan as he continued to lick and suck on her pussy. 

Meanwhile Dick had proceeded to position himself on the floor underneath Susan, giving him access to Susan's own shaven, wet pussy. 

Reaching up Dick grasped her breasts, kneading them while he proceeded to fuck Susan's pussy with his tongue. 

"Fuck my pussy Dick." Susan moaned in between sucks on Tom's cock. "Go harder." she breathed. 

Above them, Jane continued to drive her dripping pussy into Tom's mouth, his tongue diving deep into her slit, and up along the inside and over her clit. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Jane moaned. "Keep going Tom!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to cuuummmmm!" she screamed, causing everyone to momentarily pause whilst she shuddered in ecstasy, collapsing onto the bed next to Phil, who was still pounding into Alice. 

Susan looked at Dick, and commanding him said "Stand up. And. Fuck. Me. Now!" 

Obeying at once the pair moved positions, with Susan bent over the bed, and Dick positioned to fuck her doggy style. 

On the bed in front of them Jane lay down, her head towards Susan and Tom, still hard, ready to fuck her missionary style. 

Lifting her legs up over his shoulders, Tom sank his well lubricated, rock hard, cock into Jane's dripping went cunt in one continuous motion. 

"oohhhh god." Jane moaned. "That feels so good! Go slowly Tom." she added. 

From behind, Dick grabbed Susan's delicious ass, and reaching under spread her pussy lips ready for his member to enter her. 

Slipping his cock into Susan, Dick let out a deep sigh as he entered her tight tunnel. 

"Fuck that feels good." Dick exclaimed, as he began to thrust in and out, reaching around and rolling her clit in his thumb. 

Reaching back, Jane grabbed Susan and gave her a deep kiss. Moving Jane began to suck on Susan's nipples, which were as hard as diamonds, pointing straight down at Jane's mouth. 

At the other end Tom continued to move in and out of Jane's pussy, slowly moving in and out with a twisting motion which left Jane breathless, and squirming in ectasy. 

As the fucking moved up a notch, Susan began to thrust back against Dick's cock, each deep thrust resulting in a deep moan and exhalation of air. 

By now the two men were fucking in time, each cock moving in and out of the ladies, as they continued to alternatively kiss and suck on each other's breasts. 

As the men quickened their tempo the girls reached out, grasping the sheets of the bed, to both steady themselves as well as show how much they were enjoying themselves. 

"I love being fucked!" Susan exclaimed, smiling wickedly at the other deliciously horny, kinky people around her. 

"This is the best group sex I've ever had." Jane exclaimed as she reached out, grabbing Tom's face and kissing him deeply. "Don't you dare stop." she commanded him. 

Thrusting and faster Tom spread Jane's legs apart, giving him deep access to her pussy. Moving his fingers down her body he continued to stroke her clit, as she writhed and moaned beneath him. 

With a few final thrusts, and a guttural moan of "I'm cumming." Tom thrust deep into Jane, steadying himself as he climaxed, cum shooting hot and hard into the condom he was wearing. 

Moving against him, Jane thrust back, milking Tom's hard cock for every last millilitre of cum. 

"God it's not stopping." Jane exclaimed. 

"Wow that was good" Tom sighed as he rolled off Jane and onto the bed, watching the others continue their frenetic fucking. 

Rolling around, Jane, not missing a beat, rolled onto her stomach, as her pussy juices leaked onto the bed. 

Cupping Susan's face in her hands, Jane kissed her deeply, feeling each thrust of Dick as his cock went in and out of Susan from behind. 

Rocking back and forwards, Susan and Dick continued to thrust towards each other, moving in sync as if one. 

"That's it Susan." Jane whispered, "Fuck him hard and take his cock deep in your pussy." 

"Oh fuck this is good." Susan replied. "He's got a delicious cock and I love being fucked like this." 

Grasping her hips, Dick announced "I'm going to cum soon." 

"So am I if you keep going like that." Susan replied. 

"Go on Dick." Jane said. "Give Susan a ride and make her cum on you." 

Thrusting deeply one more time, Susan slammed back onto Dick's cock, as they both shrieked in ecstasy. 

Holding her hips tight, Dick held his cock deep in Susan's pussy, as his cum streamed out of his cock and into his condom. Susan shuddered as she felt wave after wave of cum surge through her body, the group activity heightening the experience. 

Part 4d: Finale 

Moving apart the six adults all collapsed on the bed next to each other. 

"Well that was fun!" Jane said, the other all laughing with her. 

"Yes, we'll have to do that again." the others replied as the started to dress, ready to head back to the bar for a drink. 

Relaxing back in the bar, the six friends raised a toast. 

"Here's to a great night." Jane toasted. 

"And the night is only young yet." Alice and Susan replied simultaneously, winking at each other mischievously.