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Swinger Training

By: Grey Eagle 286



My wife and I were going to try swinging for the first time. Sara, my wife had done it before with her first husband. She had told me about what they had done early in our relationship. They had been in the life style for about two years. I told her that I was not interested in that lifestyle at all. I was interested only in a monogamous relationship and that I wouldn't stay married to a woman who would cheat on me. She said she agreed. She said that everything she and her ex-husband had done had been by mutual consent and done with both of them being present at all times.

Let me tell you about Sara. She is a vivacious and happy girl. She has a youthful and lovely figure, with long, long brown hair. She is 27 years old, 5 feet tall and under 100 pounds. She is very pretty in the 'girl next door' way. While not being exotic in appearance, she is definitely a head turner. Men's eyes follow her wherever she goes. She knows it too. She likes to be the center of attention but not overly so. She is the type of girl who, if you put her down in the middle of the Sahara Desert, will have a group of guys surrounding her in five minutes.

She never actively flirts with the guys, they all just like being near her and want to have sex with her. Me too!

Me? My name is John. I am 33 years old. I am an average guy. 5'11", 180 lbs. No fat and I run every other day and go to the gym once or twice a week. I like to stay in good shape. In college I was an intercollegiate boxer and a Golden Gloves champion. In other words I was a pretty good amateur. I never entertained any thoughts of turning pro. 

I met Sara on a trip to South Florida on business. She sat next to me on a flight from Ocala to Miami. I was delighted with her and got her cell phone number and address. She made me promise to call her on her cell phone that evening when I knew my plans a little better. I did call her and we got together for dinner and then visited a few places on South Beach afterwards. It was wonderful. She was simply a delight to be with. I got a sweet good night kiss and promised to call her in the morning. I put her in a cab and promised again to call.

I sat on my bed in my hotel with a smile on my face as I thought about her. I picked up my cell phone and dialed her number. She answered right away. She said she was lying in her bed thinking of me and wishing I would call. I told her I shouldn't have bothered her that late but that I just had to tell her how much I had loved being with her that evening. She giggled and said she had wanted to tell me the same thing.

We talked for hours. She was working as a pharmaceutical sales representative for a large drug company. She worked the Ocala area but had to attend a regional meeting for her company. She was going to be there three more days. I was going to be there two more days. I was self employed and could pretty well make my own schedule. 

At about two in the morning I could tell she was having trouble staying awake. I told her I thought she needed to get some sleep. She said, "I'm sorry if I am keeping you awake, please forgive me."

"Girl, I will stay and talk to you all night if you will let me, I can tell you are having a sinking spell though. Right?"

"Can you meet me for breakfast or lunch?"

"Hey girl, either or both. Where are you staying?"

"I'm at the downtown Marriott, where are you?"

I laughed, "You won't believe this, I'm at the same place. Room 3302."

"Wow, I'm in 3308. Come on down and kiss me good night."

I didn't waste a second and was tapping on her door almost before she hung up. She was as cute as hell even with her makeup all removed and her hair up in some jumbo rollers. I could just grin. I reached for her and she held me at arms length and laughed, "Down Boy! All you are going to get is a hug and a kiss."

"Hey, that will be just wonderful. What would you like for breakfast and what time. I'll order from room service in the morning."

"Wonderful I'll be at your door at 7:30, I would love one egg over light, hash browns, biscuits, and link sausage. Coffee. OK?"

I pulled her gently to me. I pressed my lips to hers and felt her hands go around my neck. I was a long sweet kiss. I pushed back and stared into her eyes. "WOW! That was special. I would love another one like it. But then I wouldn't want to leave."

"I know, I wouldn't want you to either." A tear ran from her eye. I picked up her hand and opened it flat. I placed a warm kiss in the palm of her hand then closed her fingers around it. I squeezed her hand gently, "For later girl, Good Night!" I quickly turned and closed the door and ran for my room.

In the morning I closed the door after the waiter left and had hardly turned around when I heard the tap on the door. She looked stunning in little charcoal pen stripped pants suit. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun. We just stood and looked at each other. I held my hands out to her hands and she took them in hers. I lifted one of her hands and twirled her around. "Lady, you look just perfect, absolutely perfect." 

She just grinned, "Turn around for me, Please, John. Thank you, I wouldn't change a thing if I could."

I pulled her chair out from the small table and seated her. We fixed our coffee and talked for a minute when there was a rap on the door. I called, "Come in." The waiter entered and served our breakfast. I had never felt better in my whole life. She was so happy and cheerful I just smiled too. I had to hold myself in check; I just wanted to kiss her.

We talked about everything. She told me that the last training session she had to attend was that night, a Thursday. I told her I was finished except for some personal business I needed to tend to in the morning. I smiled at her, "Sara, I don't want to let you go. I'll meet you after your class and see what we can work out if you want me to do that."

"Oh John, that is just what I want too. I have to leave soon for the morning session. We break for lunch at noon. We meet in the hotel here in Meeting Room #3. Do you think you can make it for lunch?"

I reached for her hand. "Honey, why don't you just count on me being here. I'll bring us a nice lunch here. OK?"

"Oh! John, that's sounds very nice. I'll see you then. Could you do one thing for me first?"

"Yes, anything in my power."

She stood, "Please stay seated, this is a bit awkward, I got bitten by some fire ants on my ankle yesterday morning. I didn't have anything to put on them. They itch terribly. Would you look at them for me before I have to go?"

"Certainly I would. Put your foot in my lap." She pulled her pant leg up and I saw she wore a knee-high boot with about a thin four-inch heel. It zipped on the inside. I reached up and pulled the zipper down, I grasped her leg and slipped the boot off. I placed it on the floor. I saw the three red spots on her trim ankle. Each spot had a small puss blister. She wore knee high stockings under the boot. I took both hands and rolled the stocking down her leg and removed it. 

I looked up into her eyes, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, I sure do."

I reached in my trouser pocket and found my trusty 'Leatherman's tool'. I opened the knife blade. I smiled at her again; "I am going to pop the blisters. I have some antibiotic ointment and Band-Aids in my shaving kit I will put on them." I looked at the tiny blisters carefully. "You shouldn't even feel it." I pierced each one and squeezed the pus out. I had her put her leg down and I hurried and got my shaving kit. I found the tube of Neosporin and the little spot Band-Aids and applied them. I had her put her little foot back in my lap. I pushed her pant leg back up over her knee and unrolled the stocking back up the leg caressing it as I went, then I put the boot back on her foot and zipped it back up. I looked up and saw her staring at me. I leaned forward and kissed her knee. I watched as her smile broke into a huge grin.

"That was to make it all better."

She giggled, "It did the trick, I feel all better now. No itch."

"It should be better for a while, I'll check it at lunch." I watched as she picked up her purse. I escorted her to the door. She turned and kissed me passionately. Wow! Instant hard on!! She looked into my eyes, then grinned again as she looked down at the tent in my britches. "I'll be able to think of nothing but that all morning." She whispered.

The knock came on my door about ten after twelve. Her little body flew into my arms. She kissed me hard. "I missed you so," she purred. I pulled her tight and nibbled at her ear. She pushed me away. 

"Sweetheart, I really must attend the session this afternoon. If you kiss me again I will not make the meeting. I must confess that no man has ever affected me this way. I don't believe what you do to me. If you kiss me again right now I will have to change my panties before I go back. You sit over there and I will sit here."

I said, "You are serious about this aren't you?"

"Very serious, dearest John, very serious."

"Sara, my love I think we need to have a serious discussion right away then, while I serve lunch. Are you committed to anyone? Do you have children? A lover?"

"No, I am divorced for about a year now. No kids. You?"

"No entanglements of any sort." I was placing paper plates around, a small wooden mallet, nutcrackers and forks with tiny tines, and two large covered dishes. I removed the top and revealed huge crab claws. Her eyes grew wide. "Do you like Stone Crab claws?"

She squealed, "I love them."

"I had them delivered from 'Joe's Stone Crab'."

"MMMMM! I can't wait."

"Dig in then."

We had a lovely lunch. We wrapped bath towels around us. I went to work with the mallet and cracked all the claws. I helped Sara crack the claws further so she could extract the meat. That little girl could eat. Melted butter ran down her chin as she slurped the succulent meat into her small mouth. I had ordered the crabs both hot and cold, she had never had them cold with the delicate mustard sauce that was a trademark of Joe's.

I got several warm damp wash clothes and a towel or two then gently and carefully cleaned Sara's face. I thought I would spoil her makeup put I discovered she wore almost none. 

Sara smiled at me as she looked at her watch. "Let me redo my face and then I have to run. They promised to let us out at four. Will you be here?"

"God, dear girl, YES?"

She came to me and pulled my face down. She looked in my eyes for a long time as if she was searching for something. "John, please don't hurt me, I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Sara, I promise to never hurt you. I feel the same way."

"OK. See you about four. G'bye."

I was waiting for her when she walked in the door. She grinned and threw her arms around my neck and we kissed for a long time. I leaned away from her. "How about a long soak in a hot tub? Then we can get in a little loving until morning. OK?"

"Now that sounds really delightful."

"Do you want to move your stuff to this room before or after all the fun?

"Let's do it now so we can just stay together from now on."

"Good plan, girl."

We moved all her things in my room. We relaxed in the tub sipping wine and gently playing with each other. I played with her nipples, and really they fascinated me. I loved to get them erect by twisting them and gently flipping them with my finger. They were so perky and erect they popped right up if you pushed them over. Sara loved me to suck on them but she loved any attention I gave her boobies. It seemed she couldn't get enough of my attentions to her breasts. I stood Sara up and we dried off. I carried her tiny body to bed. I gently placed her on her back. I lay between her legs and resumed my ministrations to her breasts. I kissed and suckled them until I was afraid they would become water logged. I moved down between her legs and began my attentions to her little pussy. I needed to play catch up but I started slow, watching her darling face for clues as to how I was doing. The little smile on her lips slowly grew into a grin. I let the tip of my tongue explore every nook and cranny of her vaginal area. Every tiny wrinkle in her sweet fragile inner lips was licked and softly sucked until they were committed to my memory. I saw her eye lids drift slowly closed. Then she jumped, "FUCK ME NOW! I need your cock inside me now! Oh! Yes! John, please fuck me now, I am so hot I need to be fucked now. OH, IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD. Yes I'm cumming now, yes, yes, oh yes, un hun yes, do me big guy. Unhun! Unhun! Unhun! Un un un un hun yes yes oh yes." I tried to bring her slowly down but she felt so damned good I blasted off myself filling her with my ropes of thick cum. We cuddled and caressed each other. We both admitted we were hungry so we ordered from Room Service then cleaned up a bit and slipped on house robes. We had a light meal and after the mess was cleared away we cuddled and talked.

After a while Sara looked at me. "What do you want to do tomorrow?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course I do."

"Why don't we eat breakfast here, meanwhile I'll book us on the first available flight to Ocala. Do you have a car at the Airport?"

"Yes I do."

"Then I will follow you to your place and we will load everything up and move it to my place."

"What?"

"I don't want to live away from you anymore. I'm sorry, I thought you might like that. Excuse me."

"NO. I mean YES. I want that too. You surprised me. Yes I would love to move in with you. I rent furnished so I don't have much to move."

So three days after we met we were living together and it was heaven for both of us. We were both perfectly in tune with each other. We continuously completed sentences for each other. I would be reading and suddenly look up and see her watching me with a smile on her face. She would whisper, "I love you John." It would send a shiver to my toes.

She met my few friends and loved them. She fit right in and was an instant member of the group. The group loved her too.

We met some of Sara's old friends too. They were very friendly too but I felt some sort of reserve there. Something was missing and I couldn't put my finger on it.

We lasted together for about six months. Then I felt something change a bit. Sara was looking at me different. I got to be the lull in the conversation when Sara was talking to any of our friends in person or on the phone. I thought it was time to find out what the problem was. 

After dinner one night when we had finished cleaning up I fixed each of as a small Crème de Menthe. We snuggled together on the couch. I said, "Sara, I know this will sound a little strange, I feel something is bothering you. Can we talk about it?"

"What? Nothing is wrong. I love you with all my heart."

"I didn't say wrong, honey, I said 'bothering you'."

"Well that's almost the same isn't it?"

"I don't think so girl, our relationship has been so wonderful, like a pond without a ripple, smooth as glass. Then if a speck of dust falls in the pond and causes a tiny ripple it looks like a tidal wave because it has always been smooth but it is really only a tiny ripple."

She turned and smiled softly at me. "We don't need even a ripple. I love it smooth."

"OK. What is causing the ripple?"

"You don't know?"

"Oh! So there is something bothering you."

"No. un well, maybe. Yes there is something that causes me some concern."

I sat straight up. "WHAT?"

"Please don't get excited or upset. I just thought that we might, oh! It's nothing, I love you, and everything will be fine."

"Not anymore it won't. You have chucked a bolder in the pond. There IS a wave now." I stood up and paced across the room. I twirled and stared at her. "Honey, just tell me, I am thinking the worst possible thoughts. Don't do this to me."

"I don't think there is really anything wrong, it is just that we are naturally the subject of speculation. I can't answer some questions I am asked."

"Like what? You have to know I love you with all my heart; I'll do anything for you. You know that."

"I guess that is really at the heart of the question. How much do you love me?"

"WHAT? Are you serious?" I stared at her for along time. She started to get a bit nervous. I began to get a glimmer of an idea. I walked over to her and dropped down between her knees. I took her hands in mine. "Sara, I love you with all my heart. We are perfect together. I'll do anything you desire, babies, marriage, anything. Just tell me the problem, I'll fix it, I promise."

She started crying, "Oh, John, I love you too, I am greedy, I want all of that. You have made me so happy."

"I did? Ah, sure I did. That is my job, I make you happy."

"When can we get married?"

"Honey, I can't tell you that. I know very little about what it takes beyond a license and a preacher. Tell me what you need done and I'll do it."

Well that was about a deep as I got into the wedding plans. It came off without a problem two months later. Sara was happy as a lark. I guess I was too. We talked about starting our family. Not yet we decided, maybe in a few years. Then came my first hint of possible trouble. She said once, when we were discussing our family, that after we had the first child we had to wait until the last one was gone before we could have any serious fun. I decided not to ask what she meant.

The years continued to slip past and in my joy with my life I never noticed that things had changed between us. My first clue was one Saturday morning when I asked Sara if she was going to get ready to go with me to do our weekly grocery shopping.

She stood and looked at me. "No, John, I am fed up with this. I don't feel like going anywhere at all with you. I am bored to death. I think maybe we should separate for a while until we get out of this rut we are in."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I don't think you love me any more. You haven't touched me in a month. Do you have another woman?"

"WHAT? NEVER! I've never even thought about it. Do you want to leave me?" You have never complained until now, and then wham! Are you the one cheating? You and your ex did that shit. Are you back into it?"

"No John, you know how much I love you. I could never do that."

"Yeah, you love me so much you want us to separate. All of a sudden you accuse me of cheating. You say you could never do that but you are the one that was into wife- swapping and all that stuff, not me." I couldn't believe this was happening. I sat in my chair and stared at her. She was crying now, I hated that. I couldn't stand to see her cry. I hated that I had said things to hurt her. I dried my own eyes and slowly walked to the door, I turned and saw her watching me with her eyes wide, as if in terror. I looked down, "Are you afraid of me?"

"NO. Oh no I know you would never harm me. Never. I am afraid though. Very afraid."

"Why are you afraid? I won't touch you."

"I am scared I have driven you off. I am scared you will leave me. I couldn't live without you."

"I feel the same way about you Sara, I love you with all my heart. I don't think I could survive our marriage breaking up."

"Oh! John, Dear, hold me tight, never let me go." We clung to each other crying and sobbing for a long time. We ended up cuddling on the couch, swearing our love for each other and both of us taking the blame for letting it get this far. I told her it was my fault, I didn't realize it had been a month since we had made love. I said, "I honestly do not know just how long it has been, do you?" She looked up at me. "Not really, at least three weeks though. I think!"

"Would you like to correct that situation or do you have someone else in mind to do the job for you?" 

She shoved me back suddenly and squirmed up over me until she was sitting on my chest holding my hands over my head. She looked hard in my eyes. "I've told you before, I might let some other guy fuck me for fun and pleasure if you agree and are there, NO OTHER MAN will ever make love to ME. My love belongs to only you, forever."


Swinger Training Ch. 02



This is a continuation of an earlier story about a young couple, John and Sara. She enjoyed swinging in her first marriage and started training her new husband in an effort to get him to enjoy the swinging lifestyle too. He struggled with his jealousy when they had a threesome and then a foursome and he managed to overcome the rage that threatened to tear them apart. In a party with eight couples he became extremely jealous when his wife disappeared with a huge black man. He left her at the party. He cooled down after a while and returned home to his wife. He continues his story.

*

My name is John; I was telling you how my wife, Sara, and I almost destroyed our marriage at a swinger's party. Sara convinced me that she loved only me and that the people she had sex with at parties were only friends. She insisted that it was just sex, no love was involved. She vowed that we would never go to another party no matter what. 

She held my face between her little hands and said, "I never again want to feel the despair and agony I felt when I learned you had left the party without me. I knew you were badly hurt. I thought I would die. I never wanted that to happen, it kills me that I hurt you. I am ashamed that I had put you in a position where something like that could happen. It was totally my fault. I should have known better than to expose you to something like that." Tears coursed down her cheeks as she talked.

This was several weeks after the incident. She was still unable to discuss the party without breaking down and crying. I pulled her into my arms and held her close to my body. I still had some unresolved feelings and we had not had sex since the party. I thought I had forgiven her but I couldn't get an erection that would stay hard for more than a few seconds. Whenever I started getting intimate with Sara I saw in my mind the vision of her French-kissing Maurice, her huge black lover. I saw his long thick cock stretching her tight little pussy. The old feeling that she belonged to him and not to me swept through me. I would just roll off of her and go somewhere where I could hang my head and cry.

I loved Sara with all my heart. I just didn't know what to do to save our marriage. She would always find me very soon and try and comfort me. She never failed to try and get me to tell her what was bothering me. I just knew if I started talking to her about that I would say something that would ruin things between us. 

One day I came home from a job and found Cindy Martin sitting in our living room alone. Cindy is a very pretty girl; I am very fond of her and her husband. She was our friend in our three ways and she and her husband, Fred, joined Sara and I for our foursomes. I had learned to really enjoy the foursomes. They were both dear friends and we hadn't seen them in several months.

I walked to her and she stood and we kissed for a long time. She pulled back and tears ran from her eyes, "John, I have really missed you guys. How are you?"

"Not too good Sweetie. I don't know if we are going to make it. Where is Sara?" 

"She went out for a while. She won't be back until I call her. You and I need to talk."

"Have you talked to Sara lately?"

"Honey, Sara and I talk to each other every day. I know exactly how things are between the two of you. She is sick over what she did to you. I can't stand to see her this way, the girl loves you more than life it's self. She is at her wit's end."

"Cindy, there are some things I saw that night that just come into my mind every time we get close to each other. I watched her make love to Maurice. It wasn't just sex. It was far more intense than that. It was as if they belonged to each other. Like she was his and no longer mine, I guess I still feel that way."

"Oh, John, Honey, I KNOW that is not true. We do not lie to each other, ever. She tells me everything. She cries all day over you. I know she has never shed a single tear over Maurice. She never mentions him. She hasn't even mentioned his name in months but she talks about nothing but you. You guys are so much in love with each other it is crazy to be tearing each other apart. Do you really want to live the rest of your life and never see her again. Because that is the way she is talking. OH! She will never let you leave, I'm afraid she will decide she is totally responsible for your misery and that she will run away or kill herself to free you. I am scared to death for her, I really am!"

"Cindy, you know I love Sara, I just can't work my way past this, I just don't know what to do."

"John, do you trust me?"

"Of course I do, totally."

"I have a crazy idea that might just work. Do not plan anything for tonight after dinner. OK?"

"Sure, I'll try anything as long as it doesn't hurt Sara."

"I pray that it won't hurt either of you. I love both of you."

"Thanks Cindy, I really miss our times with you and Fred. I especially miss the closeness with you girl. You are special to me. I love you, not like I love Sara, but I do love you." She pulled my face to hers for another long sweet kiss.

"I'll see you tonight John, Sara will be in soon. Love her as hard as you can and tell her how much you care about her, she needs that right now."

After dinner Sara and I were talking and wondering what Cindy had in mind. I heard our doorbell and Sara jumped up to get the door. I was right behind her. It was Cindy and Fred. Cindy hugged Sara and turned to me, "John, how are you feeling tonight?"

"Not bad, Babe. I'm cool, as the dudes say."

Cindy laughed, "John, the 'dudes' haven't said that in years. But I'll take your word for it." By now we were all seated. She looked in my eyes. "Sweetie, listen carefully to me. I have someone outside who wants to talk to you. Will you promise to listen to what he has to say with out interrupting?"

"Sure, no problem."

"OK. I'll be right back." She walked to the front door and opened it. In walked two black people, Maurice and Shawanda! I jumped to my feet. Cindy ran to me and held my face between her hands. She pulled my face so that I could only see her face. She said, "You promised!"

"I'm cool. No problem." I sat back down.

Shawanda smiled at me and said, "Please listen to Maurie, he needs to get this off of his chest." 

Maurice looked at me and then at Cindy. Cindy said, "Go ahead and speak your piece." 

"John, I owe you and Sara my sincere and most heart felt apology. My behavior the night of our party was unforgivable and I realize it has caused you and Sara a great deal of pain, embarrassment, and discomfort. I had no intention of doing that. I was so deliriously happy about seeing Sara again I just had to have her to myself for a while. Sara is one of my favorite people in the whole world.

"I am ashamed that I hurt her. I want you to know that I am not now nor have I ever been in love with Sara. We have always been the best of 'fuck buddies'. I know she loves you, John. She begged me to let her go to you and I didn't listen. I didn't pay any attention to her.

"You see, I know it takes me a half an hour or more of careful stretching and gentle working my way inside her before she is comfortable and can enjoy my big cock. I am always concerned that I will injure her physically. She is so tiny that is always my first concern.

I am totally devastated to learn that my actions hurt little Sara and her new husband. I swear I will never have sex with her again. I beg both of you to please forgive me and please let me be your friend again." Tears ran down both his black cheeks. 

Shawanda looked at me. "Can you find it in your heart to forgive both of us?"

I looked at both of them. "I think my wife is one of the sexiest women in the world. Maurice, I know just how you feel about having sex with her. She makes me act foolish too! I have never been able to resist her. 

"I blame my self for a lot of our problem. I let her talk me into things that really don't feel right to me. I have resolved that if she still wants to be with me that I will say NO when I have any doubts about what she wants us to do. I know I have been a bastard to live with lately. I hope this meeting and hearing Maurice will ease my tensions and relieve the stress between Sara and myself. It has to work. I know that without her as my wife I have no reason to live, none at all." I looked at Sara; she had her face in her hands. Her shoulders were shaking; she looked up and sobbed, "You guys are all wrong, it was totally my fault. I am supposed to know my man better than that. I should never have let that happen. 

"John, you are my life, now and forever. With your permission I want to go off the pill right now. I want your babies, at least a dozen of them."

My jaw dropped, "12 kids. Wow! We need a bigger house."

She wiped her eyes, "Well maybe just 2 or 3. I swear that I will be a true and faithful wife to you. No more parties until the oldest leaves home. Maybe not even then, it will be up to you my dearest husband." Maurice stood and walked over to me and held his hand out. I took it and shook it firmly. 

I grinned at him and said, "Thanks for coming over tonight."

He chuckled, "I needed to get that off my chest." He turned and hugged Sara. 

Shawanda threw her arms around my neck. "I hate I won't get to fuck you again, you are a wonderful lover. I could do you four or five times a night and still not get enough of you. Kiss me goodbye."

I kissed her and held her tightly to my chest. I whispered, "Next time we lock them out of the room." She pulled back and laughed. She kissed me again and hurried after her husband. 

Sara looked at me, "I thought she was going to rape you right in front of us. She really likes you."

I looked at Fred, "Son, I have to tell you that it is really tough being irresistible to women. It is a cross I have to bear."

Sara and Cindy ran to me and hugged and kissed me. They smiled at Fred and said, "He's right we both want to fuck him right now." Cindy smiled, "John do you feel like having a little foursome. It may be the last time for years and years."

Sara started crying, "I've missed being with you and Fred, girl. That is the only thing I am going to miss." 

I turned Sara's face toward me, "I'll miss them too my love. Could we make an exception in their case? We owe them a lot for tonight." She looked at me. 

The ball was in her court. "Yes, for tonight and then after we are pregnant we can play until the baby comes. My fertile period starts in about a week. The effects of the pill should be gone by then. We will keep our fingers crossed."

Cindy turned to Fred, "I'm so jealous I don't know what to do."

"I'll tell you what to do." Fred said, "Stop taking the damned pill. You know you want a baby too." Cindy grinned at him.

"Really? Can I really get off the pill too?"

Sara whooped, "Wow! We can be pregnant together! Maybe the babies will come at about the same time. That would be so wonderful." Fred and I grinned at each other. Sara and Cindy hugged and kissed each other. They kissed passionately for a long time, their hands roaming over each other's body. They slowly slumped down to the carpet. Sara lay on her back and Cindy opened Sara's blouse. She unfastened the front clasp on Sara's bra and pulled the lace cups aside. Sara sighed as Cindy closed her lips around a turgid nipple. I looked at Fred. He was removing his clothes, he was almost nude. I hurried to catch up.

When I was nude too, Fred and I moved close to the girls on the floor. I heard Fred softly say, "Is this a private party or can we join in?"

Sara turned her head and looked at him. She smiled and turned looking for me. She said, "I need your kisses my sweet man. Come and help Cindy and Fred love me. I want all of you to love me, then, we will all love each of us in turn." I crawled between Sara's legs and put my lips against her pussy. My tongue slipped between her inner lips as I held her wide open with my thumbs. Her sweet juices were beginning to flow and I dropped my aim a little bit and pressed my face harder against her pussy. My tongue touched and licked every little lump, fold, and crevice I could reach. Fred was sucking hard on one of Sara's nipples while he massaged the whole breast with both hands. After about five minutes Sara said, "Cindy, trade places with me."

Cindy didn't have to be asked again. Sara said, "Cindy, spread your legs for John. I want him to love your pussy like he did mine, it is so damned good you won't believe it." I did as I was directed. I glanced at a movement to one side. Sara was only inches away smiling as see watched me savor Cindy's cute little pussy. Cindy tasted different than Sara. Sara always tasted and smelled of faintly of vanilla and violets. For me it was one of her most endearing characteristics. Her little pussy was always delectable. Cindy's pussy had more of a musky odor and flavor but it was still very pleasant. Her juices were just starting to flow a little and she wasn't very wet yet.

Cindy's hands slipped down and pulled my face harder against her vagina. I glanced at Sara. She winked at me. She quietly whispered, "Cindy says you have by far the best mouth she has ever had. I think so too. You are a world class coochie muncher." She giggled. 

Her hand moved over and she started flipping Cindy's clit with a finger. Cindy moaned loudly and her secretions increased to a slow but steady flow. I lapped them up now and then. Sara rubbed my neck and then nibbled on my ear. She whispered that she loved me and, my mouth being occupied, I just nodded. She told me to roll my hips to the side so she could play with my cock. It felt good to lift off of my hard cock but not as good as when her soft wet lips enclosed it and her tongue started caressing the head.

About that time Cindy said, "OK guys, let Freddy take my place." Cindy got up and Fred was in front of me with his legs spread. I looked at Sara and she smiled and nodded her head. I glanced at Cindy and Fred and they both grinned and nodded. I put my hand out and grasped Fred's erect cock. The soft warm skin on the shaft slid a little over the hard interior as I gently stroked it. Fred's cock had an upward bend in it while mine was straight. A drop of clear viscous fluid oozed from the slit on the crown. I closed my eyes and my mind and dropped my mouth to enclose the first three or four inches. The fluid was almost tasteless. I closed my lips around it and sucked as I lifted up until my lips slipped almost completely over the glans. I rolled my tongue around the top and then slipped down a bit and flipped the end of my tongue back and forth pressing against the area just where the large tube on the bottom joins the head.

I raised my head and let a gob of saliva drop onto the top of the shaft. I spread my spit all over Fred's cock and then stroked more rapidly while I held his penis more firmly. He moaned and said, "Oh God, that feels so good."

I felt him stiffen and was pushed aside by Cindy who squealed, "That's mine, all mine!" I watched as she took him much deeper down her throat than I had managed. I saw her cheeks bulge as he filled her mouth with his cum. She looked at me and quickly grabbed my head and pressed her lips to mine. She forced a huge gob of Fred's cum into my mouth. She opened her mouth and it was empty. I pulled her to me and putting my mouth to hers I returned Fred's cum to her.

"There it's all yours." 

Cindy swallowed it all down and laughed at me.

"John, you are such a sweet guy, it's really fun to tease you."

Sara giggled, "Cindy, you stop teasing my sweetie pie; he is such a good sport, I think that was his first cock in his mouth. I think he did a great job, ask Fred."

Fred grinned, "I can't believe that was the first blow job you ever gave, and it was really great."

"Thanks Fred, I am glad I pleased you, I kind of enjoyed doing a good job."

"Any time you want old buddy, I'll let you practice any time you want."

Sara interrupted Fred, "Hey! It's time for all of us to do John, you show John how it is done while Cindy and I love the rest of him." I rolled on to my back but Cindy insisted that I get on my hands and knees straddling Fred's face. Cindy straddled Fred's chest and started licking all over my rectum. Her fingers held my ass cheeks apart. She quickly inserted a finger she shoved in as far as it would go. She finger fucked my asshole for a moment or two then I felt a second finger join in. Sara meanwhile was playing with my tongue with hers. She pulled away for a moment or two. I saw Sara hand Cindy something. 

I felt cool drops of lube on my butt hole and Cindy's fingers sawed in and out of my ass. It felt pretty good. Then I felt something else pressing against my rectum. It entered a little ways. Cindy said, "Relax John, you will love it. I tried to relax and the warm object popped in a little ways. Suddenly I knew what was happening, Fred wasn't sucking on my cock anymore, and he was trying to get his cock in my asshole.

Sara and Cindy were both softly telling me to relax and that they knew it hurt a lot right now but if I relaxed it would soon feel good. I felt Fred ease his cock in a little bit at a time, then he would let me become accustomed to it before he pushed further in. I felt his pubic hair against my ass and I knew he was all the way inside me. His cock was trying to split me in two. It seemed as if he was motionless for an hour and then he pulled out most of the way. He thrust back in. That felt pretty good. He did it again and it felt better. He paused and someone added more lube. He plunged back in. That was much better. Fred increased the speed of his thrusts in and out. It felt pretty damned good. I could feel someone take my cock in their mouth. I looked down and recognized Sara's brown hair. It took only a suck or two and my cock exploded into her mouth. Fred said he was cumming and I felt his hot sperm flow in to me and his cock seemed to slide in and out with delightful ease. His cock started to shrink and popped out of me. 

I flopped on my back and glared at the three of them. "Why?" I yelled. "Why did you do that?" Cindy and Sara started to cry. I continued, "Why did you guys wait so long to show me how good that feels. Wow! I want that again."

They all let out a collective sigh and moved to hug and cuddle with me. Sara whimpered, "We thought you were angry, you scared us. We all love you." 

"No, I'm not angry, not at all, I was just a little surprised. No, I was completely surprised, did you guys plan that?"

Sara rubbed herself against me. "No, my sweet love, it just happened. Did you really like it?"

I laughed, "I never thought it could feel so good. I think I need to wait a bit before I try it again though."

Fred smiled, "You are just feeling it now aren't you? Not a bit tender back there are we? It'll get better each time you do it. I've seen a couple who regularly take a closed fist up there. She does both holes." 

"You're kidding, right?"

He snickered, "Hell no. Ask Sara or Cindy, they have both seen it happen. We know a couple who fist each other all the time." I just shook my head in wonder. Sara smiled at me, "Don't worry sweetheart I have no intention of ever having either of us try that. I don't want anything bigger than your lovely cock in us."

"Sara I want to put my lovely cock in your sweet little pussy right now. I love it the way it is now; I don't want anything but a baby stretching it at all. Then I think it takes around two months to shrink back to normal. I'm gonna get pretty horny."

"Me too big guy, but I have dreamed about having our babies for as long as I have known you and that is what I want, so get busy and practice, practice, practice, so you will be ready when I am off the pill."

"Sara, my sweet love, tell me when I haven't been ready for you?"




Swinger Training Ch. 02



Tears trickled from both her eyes, "I remember when I thought you would never want me again. I thought my life had ended." 

"I never stopped loving and desiring you, my love, I thought you belonged to Maurice, I was terrified he would call you and you would be gone. I knew I wouldn't be able to handle that."

Sara sniffed and wiped her eyes, she looked at me for a while. "I think if anyone called from Maurice's house it would be Shawanda. I have never seen her look at anyone like she looks at you, John."

I looked at her, "Are you a little jealous Sara?"

"No. Not a little, a whole lot. Should I be jealous?"

"No, not a bit. I like her a lot. But not anything like I the love I feel for Cindy or you. I love Cindy, but not the way I love you. You have no reason to be jealous of anyone. Please don't get blinded and confused by jealousy like I was. It is a horrible thing to suffer through. You can't think straight. It makes you nervous; every time the phone rings you know it is 'the call'." Every time your love leaves the house or is out of sight for a minute or two you know they are seeing their lover. It's a never ending bad dream."

"John, come to me and carry me to bed, you haven't really made love to me for a damned long time. I need you so badly. Hurry, Cindy you and Fred can watch or do what ever you like but I want this for just John and I, we need it."

Cindy and Fred grinned, "You guys go practice, and we'll lock up as we leave. Have a sweet loving night, we love both of you."

I picked Sara up in my arms and carried her to our bed. I placed her gently on the bed and moved beside her. We kissed and our tongues played delightfully for a long time. I licked the saltiness from her eyes. He whispered, "John please lie down beside me and hold me tight. I need to have you hold me close and feel your warmth and feel your love for me. Yes, just like that. It feels so good. Now I want you to put your lovely cock inside me and fill me with your seed. Make me pregnant. I want your baby so bad. I want to feel our child grow in my belly. I want to feel it kick and move inside me. OUR baby."

I gently kissed her lips as I stroked slowly in to her tight warm pussy. I told her how wonderful it felt. I told her how much it meant to me to be trying to make her pregnant. I told her that this was really only a practice mating but that I loved practicing because I thought it should be our last time for a little while. She pushed me up.

"What do you mean? I love to practice with you."

"I mean that maybe we should have me eat correctly, take vitamins, rest up, and save up my spermatozoa until you are really fertile. Then I can shoot a big healthy load of my little wigglers up inside you and let them wiggle and squirm up inside of you and find your eggs and fertilize them. BINGO! You are pregnant!"

"Wonderful, sweet man, that's just what we want. Do you think that by saving it up you will have, what a million little wigglers, instead of 850,000 in a normal load? It only takes one you know." 

"Right and I am not in that big a hurry. If it takes a year or two of hard loving to get you pregnant my love, I'll just keep plugging along until the job gets done."

"Honey, I have heard that the best thing is to just relax and let it happen. And if it is God's will we will have a baby."

I looked my wife in the eyes, "Sara I think we need to discuss this parenthood deal a little before it happens and we are not totally committed to being parents. I do not like the idea of creating a new life to be brought into this world when we do not have a moral and ideological plan we will live by and will teach to the child by example in the way we live our lives. I believe children learn from their parents the rules that they will live their lives by. Parents that bend the laws and cheat on their taxes or in other ways while they tell the kid to be honest and not cheat will raise a cheater. Parents that bend traffic laws will be raising bad drivers. Fathers that take their kid fishing and then keep undersized fish are teaching that laws may be broken and will wonder why their kids went wrong."

"Honey, I agree with you one hundred percent. While we have children under our roof, we will live exemplary lives. We WILL teach by example. I want to mother young men who will be as honest and true as their father. If we have girls I intend to raise young ladies, we will both be proud to call our own. I pledge to you and to our unborn children that I will do my utmost to be a perfect wife and mother. I intend to show them how a lady acts and lives with the highest moral standards. I expect you to be a positive role model for our children too." She reached and took my hand in hers. She gripped my hand firmly in both of hers. "This is how we must live our lives; but Honey, at night after the kids are asleep I intend to fuck your brains out. Got it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Sara you know I always want and need your loving."

Two months later we found that Cindy and Sara were both pregnant.



Swinger Training



I looked her in the eyes, "Have you had sex with anyone else?" 

"I have not touched any man or woman since the day I met you. I don't need the sex; I need the comfort and joy of your love. No one else can give that to me. I enjoy sex with other people but I never could at the cost of my marriage. I treasure that above all else."

She released my hands and I hugged her tightly. I pushed her off of me. I got up and took her hand and led her to our bed. I sat her on the bed and sat beside her. I kissed her and pushed her back and lay beside her. I looked in her eyes and saw the love for me there. I told her how much I loved her. She kissed me and said, "John, please tell me the whole truth. Do you ever fantasize about other women? Do you ever lust after other girls? Do you ever see a really sexy looking young chick and wonder how it would be to fuck her? Tell me the truth now."

"Well, yes I have had notions about other women. It was never serious; it was like a daydream or something. I have never acted in any way on those thoughts, Honey! Believe me I would never jeopardize what we have together for any other girl, NEVER, EVER."

She gently smiled and said, "I know that John, I would never do that either. Our love is too strong for that, but why keep testing it. Do you think that if you had sex with one of these girls that you would want to leave me and run off with her? Is that the way you think it would be, do you think I could let you go even if I found out about it? Do you believe that either of us would be likely to stray if we were having lots of sex very often or would it be more likely to happen if we hadn't had sex in a month or so?" 

"I'm sure one is more susceptible if one is really horny. What do you think?"

"Another thing, do you feel I have sex with you less often because I don't love you as much anymore?"

"No, I know that I still love you with all my heart."

"What do you think it is then? We still love each other; we each still think the other is still very desirable and attractive. Is possible for you to look from me to another woman you know is less attractive than I am and still fantasize about her?"

"Yes, I guess so."

"I wonder why that would be, I know it sometimes happens to me too. Think about it. I think it a natural urge that is part of every animal's basic instincts. That urge to procreate is as strong as the will to survive. That is actually what it is but it is the survival or your race or species that is at stake. Right?"

"Yes, there is no doubt that procreation is something that doesn't have to be taught. It comes naturally."

"Do you believe that someone has to be in love with another person in order to have sex with them?"

"Of course not. They have to be in love to make love."

"So you are saying that you could have sex with another girl but you couldn't make love to her. Right?"

"Yes, and I have known all along where you were going with this. I know what you want to do. I just have one small problem."

"What is that Dear?"

"I would be insanely jealous if I saw you with someone else. I wouldn't be able to handle it. You know how I get if you even dance with another guy."

"Yes I do know how you get. And I still think you are being silly. Tell me this. After I dance with someone do you ever find part of me missing?"

"Of course not!"

"Do you ever feel I love you any less because he is taller, smaller, smarter, bigger, darker, lighter or handsomer?"

"No not really."

"Then what changes about me after I dance with another guy? If he is a better dancer than you are does that mean he takes something from me that I don't have anymore to give to you?" What have I given to him that is yours?"

"Look Sara, I love you more than I am capable of explaining to you. I don't know why I feel the way I do. I suspect it is another primal instinct like sex. It is the fear of losing your mate. I tend to want to fight for you. I want to drive off your other sex partners and hurt them. It is strictly an unreasoning reaction. I am afraid I might do or say something to hurt your feelings and drive a wedge between us."

She threw her arms around me and kissed me, "I do understand how you feel. If I walked into a room and saw you dancing slow and close with some other girl I didn't know I would react the same way. You know I would scream, yell, scratch, and claw her off of you. Right? But if she were one of our friends who was with her husband it wouldn't bother me. Just like if I entered a room and found you having sex with someone I didn't know you would know how I felt in a damned hurry. However if you were having sex with a girl we both knew well and we had all started out kissing and petting and necking together and then gotten naked together and caressed each other as a threesome; I wouldn't be bothered at all. It is largely the context in which the act takes place that triggers a reaction. You perceive a danger to your home therefore you react. If there is no danger you don't react, right?

"Darling, 'social sex' is not to be rushed into. It must be taken a step at a time and both partners must be completely comfortable with something before it can be permitted to happen. If there is ever the slightest doubt do not do it or let your partner do it. The magic words must be NO and STOP."

"It makes more sense now, I guess." 

"Honey, I am afraid of the way we are heading now. I see too many "ideal" marriages break up. I don't want that to happen to us because one of us got bored and wanted a little 'strange'. If we both get it at the same time, share it and have the mutual fond memories of the event, it has to help. My focus will in being sure you are pleased with any experience we have; with me helping to put the smile there, but the important part is that it IS there. I love you my husband. I am terrified of losing you, I really do not believe I would survive it."

I stared into her eyes for a long time. Then I said, "OK, We'll try it. I guess you know who to talk to don't you?"

"OH! John, are you really sure?"

"I don't know but I think you are sure enough for both of us." She pressed against me and kissed me for a long time. When she pulled back she sat back down and turned on the TV. I watched her watch the television until I couldn't stand it any more.

"Hey! Aren't you gonna call?" 

"No not right now, there is no hurry. The fact that we have agreed will keep us excited for a week or two. This is not going to be the most important thing in our lives. It has to be way down on the list." She smiled gently at me.

"Honey YOU are on the top of MY list. I have unfinished business with you before I share you with anybody else. I want to be the first and last person you have sex with any day you have sex. Got it?"

"Gosh, you really want to mark your territory don't you?"

"You are damned right I do, you are not going to forget who you belong to, ever."

It was about two weeks later that Sara said, "Honey, do you recall Cindy Martin, the cute little blond girl we met at the Cookout over at the Jackson's house?"

"Yeah! Her husband is a yacht captain I think."

"Right, Fred is his name and he is off on a months cruise with the boat. I invited her over for dinner Saturday night. OK?"

"Sure, that's nice of you to think of her. She must get lonesome."

"They have a satellite phone on the boat so he calls home almost every night. You will be grilling chicken out back if that's OK with you."

"Sounds good to me. We have plenty of rum left over from your birthday party, are you ready for some more strawberry daiquiris?"

"Sounds yummy to me."

Friday she reminded me to get some more Daiquiri Mix when I went to the store."

Saturday was a nice day, not too hot and after the sun dropped a bit it was pleasant for shorts and Ts on the patio. The water in our pool was still a little cold for swimming but the hot tub would be fine. Sara had a bikini on with a sarong type cover up. She looked delicious and I told her so. I grabbed her as she walked by after setting the table outside and pulled her into my lap for a kiss. It was a very nice kiss and I cupped her breast and felt the nipple pop right up. I tried to pull the bra aside but she giggled and said, "Down Boy, well will take care of that later." She pushed away and ran in the house laughing. 

Cindy showed up about ten minutes later looking very nice in a little sundress with high heels. Sara fussed about how pretty and dressed up she looked while we were far more casual. 

"Oh no I'm not," Cindy squealed. "LOOK". She pulled the bow behind her neck and the whole dress fell away to reveal a cute skimpy string bikini. Wow! She looked hot. She clicked over to me in her heels with her hips swaying and said, "I was promised a Daiquiri and I'm ready for one."

I grinned and produced a frozen Strawberry Daiquiri from the refrigerator. "Here girl, try this one on for size." Sara came out with some corn on the cob for me to add to the chickens on the grill. We all moved a few feet to the table and sat and talked. Fred had told her to tell us hi and that he would bring us back a bunch of dolphin and lobster tails when he got home.

I told her to tell him to bring them over and I would cook them up with all the fixings. She said he would love that; he was not much of a cook. Sara grinned, "Cindy, in about ten minutes you will find out what kind of cook John is. Look how fat I am."

"That is not a recommendation, girl, you don't have an ounce of fat on that beautiful body. You are perfect."

"Cindy," I said, "I have to agree with you there. Her body is perfect to me, but then I am very prejudiced. I do think I cook very well though. You have to be the judge." I got up and checked the chickens. They were coming along just right. I turned over the corn, the potatoes and onions. I turned the chickens skin side up to finish them off and basted them a last time with the lemon-pepper marinade. The skins were browning just the way I liked them. I hurried to the refrigerator and got the frozen drinks and topped off everyone's glass. I grinned at my two lovely companions and toasted them, "To Cindy and Sara, the two most beautiful wives in all the western hemisphere."

The girls giggled and laughed at me. Sara said, "Give him another drink and he will have us the most beautiful in the whole world." I laughed and said, "I'll drink to that." Pretty damned clever I thought. I turned back to the chickens; I checked a breast with an instant reading thermometer. I twisted a leg bone. The juices ran clear. I put the chickens on the plates followed by a potato, an onion, and an ear of corn. I placed one in front of each girl and turned back and got my plate and a little pitcher of melted butter. A final trip brought a small loaf of hot crusty bread. I unwrapped the bread and cut three thick slices.

I said, "Hold hands, Dear Lord, Bless this food to our use and use to thy service and we pray for you to watch over Cindy's husband Fred and all others in peril on thy seas. Amen," I glanced at Cindy and saw a big tear run down her cheek. I reached over and patted her shoulder. "Let's eat girls."

Cindy said, "Thank you John. I love you for that."

Sara said, "See why I love him so much."

"Yes I do, and did you taste this chicken. WOW! Can he ever cook?"

Sara laughed, "Wait until you taste the roasted corn with some of that special melted butter poured over it."

"Oh my God, Sara you are right. Mmmmmmm! The potatoes are to die for, what did you do? Oh you baked them and stuffed them with sour cream and chives then wrapped them in foil and baked them again. Wonderful."

Cindy raved over my cooking. I thought everything came out really well. Cindy tickled me when she rubbed her little flat tummy and said, "Sara, I'll swap husbands with you anytime as long as it is before supper." 

After dinner we all pitched in and had every thing cleaned up in short order. Cindy put on some music and the girls danced together, and then I danced with each of them several times. Finally we stood and the three of us hugged each other and sort of swayed together.

Sara said, "I'm for the hot tub."

"Cindy said "Me too." She pulled her tiny bottoms down and whipped off her top. "We don't allow suits in our hot tub."

"Oh, that sound like fun." Said Sara stripping as she walked to the tub. I sat and stared. The two girls giggled and teased me. I worked up enough courage to turn around and pull down my trunks; I turned and dashed for the tub. "Wait." Yelled Cindy, bring our drinks, please." I stopped and looked back. I thought, "Oh what the hell." I walked slowly back and got their drinks, one in each hand and leisurely delivered the drinks to the giggling girls.

The water felt great, just right. Sara slipped over next to me and swung so that she was sitting in my lap. She gave a very long kiss. She smiled sweetly at me and whispered, "Thank you for being such a good sport. Everything was super good tonight, I love you." Sara moved back next to me, Cindy took her place. She looked in my eyes, "John, please let me thank you too, you are a very nice guy. Every thing was superb. Outstanding." 

She put her wet warm lips over mine, and her little tongue slipped between my lips. I had another man's wife naked in my arms kissing, her with her tongue half way down my throat. I was getting an erection. Sara joined the kiss. "Doesn't Cindy have sweet kisses," she murmured. She looks like she likes yours too, look at her smile." 

Cindy pulled back and ended the kiss. Sara moved in and kissed me with just as much passion. Her hand moved to my penis. "Cindy, look what you did to him. He has wood." Cindy scooted over and looked at my lap. "Boy, does he ever have wood. That's a nice one."

Sara pulled Cindy over beside her. "John, look at Cindy's tities, aren't they the cutest things. Look how pointy they are; the nipples stand out straight. Here feel how stiff they are." She placed my hand over Cindy's breast. Cindy grabbed my hand with both of hers and held it tightly to her breast.

Sara kissed my cheek, "Doesn't her breast feel nice, and don't you love how hard the nipple is?" I could only nod. Cindy moved back beside me, she cupped both of Sara's breasts and lifted them. "Sara's boobs are just perfect. She has nice thick long nipples. Mmmmm! Taste the other one." Mmmmm! "Aren't they yummy?" Each of them grabbed one of my hands and they pulled me toward the steps, "Come on, let's go inside." I guess I followed like a puppy dog. If I had a tail it would have been wagging up a storm. 

As we enter the house Sara grabbed some towels and handed one to each of us. Sara said, "Let's dry John first. She did my front taking extra car with my cock and my balls. I wouldn't have believed it but my cock was even harder. Then Sara handed me a towel and said let's get Cindy now, you get her front and I'll get her ass. My hands were trembling as I dried Cindy; her body was really lovely. I heard some loud kisses and looked back to see my wife kissing Cindy's round globes and laughing. She smiled at me, "Put your hand right here and see how soft yet firm she is. Squeeze it, feel it. Don't you love it?" 

I moved around and spread her cheeks apart and saw her little puckered hole. Sara moved in and kissed Cindy there. Sara grinned at me. "Lets move this to our bed Honey." We walked hand in hand to our bed. I was mesmerized by watching how all four boobies jiggled as the girls walked. Delightful. They pushed me down on my back. Cindy took Sara by the hand and pulled her toward our bath. They were laughing together as they shut the door. When they came back they both stopped and looked at me sitting on the bed. "What? What's wrong?"

I looked at them, "What about Fred. This is wrong."

Cindy took my face in both hands and gently kissed me. "Sweetheart, Fred is good with this, I have his permission. You have his thanks."

"His thanks?" 

"Yes Sweetie, Fred loves me dearly, he knows how I love my sex. He has been gone over three weeks; he knows how hot I get. He wants you to have sex with me. He admires and respects you. He has seen how much you adore Sara. He knows you will take care of me and not let anything hurt me and that you are no threat to our marriage. Do you see why he thanks you?"

"Yes, I guess I do. I guess he thinks it is way better than leaving you susceptible to any hunk that came along."

"Right Dear, lay back and let Cindy and I play with you. Cindy, just look how hard he is now, feel that. Oh my, look, his balls are drawing up under his cock, he is close to cumming. What can we do to slow him down?" 

"Let's just get him off and he'll last longer next time, right? Just put him right in your hot little mouth Sara. Look at him grin when you do that. He loves the long lick with your tongue flat like that. Here let me get on the other side, I want some too."

The girls each had their mouths and tongue pressed against the shaft of my cock as they moved up and down. At the top one girl would slide her mouth over the crown and take the whole thing down her throat. When she came up they both joined and went down again together on the sides. Talk about heaven. My teeth were grinding together trying to hold back. Impossible, the visual and tactile inputs were way too strong. Watching and feeling them move their soft, wet, and warm lips and tongues over the skin of my cock was irresistible. The pressure had to be released or my cock would explode. Cindy had my cock deep in her throat when I tried to tell her I was cumming. Too late, she took most of it straight down before she could move. She took the next spurt in her mouth, and then pulled Sara's mouth over to catch the last two slugs of my sperm.

Cindy licked a little off my cock and then licked some off Sara's chin and cheeks. "Sara, you are so lucky, John has such sweet and nice cum. Fred's is sort of bitter. Not near as good." 

"I know, Dear, I love his cum. It is the best." 

I laughed. They both looked at me. I said, "You guys are talking about me like I'm not even here."

"You're not here, you don't count, don't you know that to women you no longer exist at this point, your cock is a separate person, we can hate you and love your cock or the other way around. We and your cock are having this discussion, so shut up."

They looked at the expression on my face and burst out laughing. They both snuggled up to me and told me they were just teasing me and that they both loved me very much.

We rested a while and they toyed with my cock and balls with the desired result. Cindy said, "Sara, can John please fuck me now. I really need him inside me."

"Yes baby, John, come here, and crawl between Cindy's legs, that's good, down a bit more, right there. Look here at Cindy's little sweet pussy. See how wet it is. Touch her right here on this little shiny pearl. Oh! She jumped, that's her clitty. Kiss it for her. Look at her smile, always watch your playmate's face if you can, you will see lots of joy there. Now run your tongue up and down working it between the little thin lips. Yes, suck the lips in your mouth like that, she loves it. That is a nice move, like you do me, covering her whole pussy with your mouth. Are you flipping your tongue like you do for me? Let me rub your cock up and down her slit and get you all slippery."

"Sara, Sweet girl, I'll just give you about an hour to stop that. Wow! It feels so good." 

"John, don't pay any attention to her, it's just her pussy, what does she know? Push it on in."

"Sara you are so cruel and mean. Please kiss me while your wonderful husband fucks me so well. Yes, Unhun, Unhunnn! Oh yes. Ummmmmm! Wow! Yes, Oh yes right there. Yes, Yes, Yes! Mmmmmm! Suck my titty, bite it, harder, Yes like that, fuck me you fucker, I love it, I love it. God, how I love it. You have me cumming again and again, shove that big cock in harder, deeper, just like that. OH y e s, t h e s l o w o n e s a r e g o o d too! Yeah! Side to side hits new spots, oh so does that, that's so damned good. Ahaggggggg I, I, I, I love it so much! God that was good, boy it felt like you flooded me with cum. Woweeee! Sara, why don't you just sleep somewhere else tonight? I want him again when he is ready. Don't look at me that way, I'm only kidding. You are next honey, I do wish it were me again though, why didn't you tell me he was so good? I can see why it took you all these years before you would share him."




Swinger Training



I still heard Cindy babbling on as I drifted off to sleep.

Sara playing with my cock and kissing my lips awakened me. I looked around and didn't see Cindy. Sara told me Cindy had gone home after I fell asleep. Sara said, "Cindy wanted me to tell you she loved your cooking but most of all she loved your loving."

"Oh! Was everything alright when she left?"

"Sure, you made a real conquest tonight. She can't wait to try a foursome with you and I and Fred. Would you like that?"

"Well yeah! Sure I would, how about you though?"

Sara smiled at me, "maybe, we'll see." She pulled my lips to hers while one of here hands gently slipped down over my belly.

We didn't see Cindy again until her husband, Fred, got back from his trip. He called and said he had kept his word and had lobster tails and fish filets for me to cook. We talked about his trip. He very casually thanked us for being so nice to Cindy while he was away. Me said we needed to get together so I could cook the seafood and they could see us again. I suggested that we let the girls figure something out. He agreed that that was the best way to do it.

The next evening Sara told me that Cindy and Fred were coming over Friday evening. She and Cindy thought I would feel more comfortable cooking with my own gear and not in a strange place. I was happy with that. Sara said Cindy wanted to know if I needed any other ingredients for the dinner. I made out a short list. Cindy requested I have roasted corn on the cob again.

The meal turned out super good but that had a lot to do with what I was cooking. Everyone raved about the lobster tails, I split and shelled the tails and then dredged them in a seasoned flour, then dipped them in an egg wash and then a final roll in panko ( Japanese bread crumbs.) they were then deep fried to a light golden color. I had a delicate tarter sauce and melted butter for dipping. With the corn and some seasoned French fries it was pretty damned good even if I do say so myself. Fred even took a sample of everything to let his Boss taste.

After dinner Fred and I chatted while the girls cleaned up. Then we all sat around and joked about things. Fred asked how I had liked our threesome with Cindy. I told everyone that I had really loved it but that I was not sure I had held up my end of the game. The girl insisted that I had performed magnificently. They had absolutely no complaints. Fred said Cindy had given a glowing report to him that night before they went to bed.

After a few drinks the hot tub beckoned. Cindy grinned as she dropped the shorts she was wearing. She had no bra under her T-shirt. She didn't hurry into the tub but walked over to me and started unbuttoning my shorts. I glanced at Sara and saw Fred was helping her pull her shorts down. Sara saw me looking and smiled and mouthed, "I love you." I mouthed the same thing back. I had to look down as Cindy was trying to get my foot up so she could get the shorts off. When I was nude I saw Fred carrying Sara to the tub. Cindy and I followed. 

When we were all in the tub, Sara slipped over to me and then moved into my lap and kissed me passionately. She was snuggled into my arms. She nibbled at my ear and whispered, "This is heavenly, and you are my one true love." Cindy giggled and said, 'Come on Sara, let me taste John too, Fred wants some of your sweet kisses too!"

Cindy was soon in my arms and was kissing me while her little hand stroked my erect cock. Soft music and low lights on our secluded patio made for a romantic setting. The tiny blond girl pulled back, "Listen, my favorite love song, Come on John, Let's dance." She dragged me out of the tub and turned so she was in my arms, we were pressed close together as we moved slowly around the deck. My erection was pressed tightly against her belly and it felt good. She pulled my head down and pressed her lips to mine. He next song was another slow dreamy tune and we were not moving much now at all, just standing pressed together swaying.

I heard Sara giggle, "Look Fred, I didn't know John knew all those fancy dance steps." I looked up and they were drying off and headed towards the house. I gently broke away from Cindy and found a couple towels for us. We followed the other two into the house and joined them in the kitchen where they were refreshing their drinks. Sara said. "I think it is time to go to the bedroom, don't you?"

We were all by the bed when Fred said, "Yeah, Sara can't wait to get her little pussy wrapped around my big hard cock, can you Babe." Sara smiled at Fred, "No Fred, John and I have a rule, we must fuck each other first and last each night." She smiled lovingly at me and held her arms open to me. I picked her up and carried her to the bed and gently put her on her back. We kissed for several moments then she pulled me up over her. Her hand guided my cock into her love tunnel. She surprised me by how wet and slippery she was. She was very hot; I guessed that the anticipation of her having a different cock in her shortly had her very aroused. Fred and Cindy were sitting watching us fuck. I felt Sara quiver with her first orgasm. A second later she had a really good orgasm. I heard Cindy say' "Damn, she really came hard then." I pulled out of her and said, "Yeah Fred, you got her really hot for me, why don't you take over now."

"All right" Fred yelped as he pushed me out of the way and jumped between her legs. I couldn't look. I looked at Cindy. Cindy looked at me and said, "STOP. STOP NOW." Both Sara and Fred looked at Cindy, "What's wrong?"

Cindy said "Guys, John is hurting right now, I think this went a little too fast for him. Let's just slow down a bit for a while then try again when HE says he is ready, that doesn't even have to happen tonight. John needs to be comfortable with this." Sara was crying and slid over and pulled my face to hers looking into my eyes. "Oh no! I thought he was ready. I never want to hurt him, I love him so much."

Cindy rubbed my back. "I saw his face and knew he was jealous because Sara was so wet and hot. I know what he thought." 

Fred said, "That was my fault, remember how I threw up the first time I saw another man fuck you, Cindy?"

She laughed, "Yes I do and that was at your third party, this is only John's first real party. We pushed him too fast because he seemed so relaxed."

Cindy turned to me; she looked in my eyes, "Are you all right? Do you want Fred and I to go home now?"

"No, I'll be ok, I don't know why that happened, Hey I was all right fucking Cindy a week or so ago, no problem there. Turn about is fair play. I don't know why I got up tight."

Sara said, "We understand! We know! That is why Cindy was watching so closely, I should have been watching too, it was my job."

I looked at her, "I guess you were just too excited at the thought of a strange cock." They all stared at me. "Oh! SHIT, I did it again." 

All three of them smiled calmly at me. Fred said, "Hey, it's a natural reaction. Until you can feel her joy with the pure sex act, and feel the joy yourself because SHE is feeling it. Until you love to see her experiencing the joy you will have a problem. When your joy and her joy are the same you will not have trouble. I know how much you love Sara and I know it wont take long for you to WANT that joy for her."

Cindy said, "Fred that was beautiful. John, Sweetie, Fred and I have known Sara for years, we saw her with her first husband. We have never seen her so much in love as she is with you. I know if you say the word she will never party with anyone else again. I listened to her talk about her first husband and I hear how she feels about you. I watched her when you and I were fucking last week. She was deliriously happy when you reached a climax and your joy exploded. It gave her a real high to see your pleasure. That is true love. No jealousy just a pure and sweet sharing of the joy you were feeling, she wanted that for you."

I looked at my wife and saw the love in her eyes. I kissed her gently. "I'll be OK in a few minutes. Maybe if you talk us through the whole thing like you did when we started having sex with Cindy last week it would feel better. That was incredibly sexy, the way you did that. Show and tell me what Fred is doing. Make all of us a part of it too."

Cindy said, "Hey he is right, you were so sweet and gently as you led us through that I was about to cum just listening to you, Sara. God that was sexy."

Sara smiled at me, John, you and Cindy sit together beside the bed, Yes, bring that other chair over there, Ok, now Fred get up on the bed with me. No, on the side away from them so they can see everything we do. Now guys Fred is going to start kissing me. Mmmmm not on the mouth, I can't talk that way. Cindy if something else happens where I can't talk you take over. Can you do that?"

"Sure Sara, go ahead."

"Good girl. Now John, you are watching Fred suck on my nipple while he plays with the other one with his fingers, is that bothering you at all? See how he pulls out with his lips and stretches the tip of my tittie way out. Mmmm that feels so good, you'll have to try that some. You do almost the same thing but you nibble a little with your teeth at the same time. Oh! Fred you are listening aren't you. I love that. Oh! Look Cindy is stroking you so very slowly, John, I know you love that. Please don't cum too early. I want you to cum inside me first. Unh! Wow! Fred sneaked up on my pussy while I was watching you and Cindy. Watch his tongue flip my clitty back and forth. I guess you can't see his fingers wiggling in my vagina, that really feels great. I'm having lots of little orgasms now. They feel really nice. Are you OK? John, look at me baby boy, I love you, but Fred's cock is really pleasing me differently than yours does, not better, just different. Fred Please let John cum inside me; I think he really needs that. I know I want him to do that."

I moved onto the bed as Cindy jumped on beside Sara, Fred moved over Cindy and I crawled between my wife's legs and her little fingers grabbed my cock and guided into her vagina. She was slippery and wet. I knew it wasn't Fred's juice I was feeling it had to be just hers. She was really a lot wetter than I ever remembered getting her. A twinge of the old green monster snuck in a jab, but I countered by thinking of how damned good Fred must have felt to her get her that wet. That's what counted, right? I felt my hard on softening. I tried my best but I couldn't get it to stay hard. I pulled out of Sara and headed for the bathroom. I locked the door and sat on the seat and thought about things, was I going to be able to do this? What was Sara going to say or do? I was in a bad spot here. This was rather humiliating, and it could get worse. I got up and walked slowly out. I didn't see Sara. I kind of grinned at Cindy and Fred, "Sorry, Guys, I don't know what happened."

Fred jumped up and came over to me. "John, Buddy, please don't feel bad. It is hard to control. It still happens to me some times but I know how to control it. It happened to me today when Sara said how you nibbled at her nipples as you pulled out on them. I felt a twinge and just tried nibbling to see how she liked it instead of reacting negatively. Just give it more time; none of us are trying to rush you."

"Fred is right isn't he." said Cindy. "Please you guys sit down and have another drink." I saw Sara standing, fully dressed holding their clothes. She smiled sweetly. "Guys we will try again when my sweet lover is ready, for now you better just go home. I need to love him so hard he will relax and forget every thing but how much I love him." 

I looked at her, "You aren't mad at me?"

"For loving me so much you get jealous when another man touches me? No fuckin' way, Bubba, no way. Look, I have to confess that I did enjoy having Fred do me tonight, I sure did, and he is very good. Like I said before, I never even think about what I say during sex when I am orgasming, I am trying to say things to encourage my partner to try a bit harder to please me. I may have said he was the best I ever had but it really wasn't the best, it might be the best SEX. It wasn't LOVING. I don't remember telling Fred that, but I know I have told other guys that. I guess at that second they may feel really good, but who is thinking straight then? So if I said something to hurt you I apologize with all my heart, don't blame yourself, OK?"

"Honey, don't think it was anything you said, I really don't know what it was. Maybe I was afraid I couldn't compare favorably with Fred."

"Sweetie, there never IS any comparison, I had already switched from the 'sex' mode into the 'love' mode. Every thing changes when it is you pleasuring me. Our love for each other changes it."

I held her for a minute. "If you guys aren't completely disgusted with me I would like to start over again. Sara, my sweet wife, please take your clothes back off. I am going to direct the show this time."

They all stared at me. I saw the question I their eyes. I smiled at each of then. "Sara is going to have her sex with Fred, who I hope pleases her like she deserves to be pleased. Can you do that for me Fred?"

Fred nodded, "I'll try my best to please Sara for you John."

Sara looked at me with tears streaming down her cheeks. "John, Sugar, are you sure about this?"

"Yes I am, Cindy has promised to hold the gun. Then Fred will hold the gun on me while I make a feeble attempt at pleasing Cindy."

Cindy jumped up, "Bullshit John, I have had you before, you know how I feel about your abilities as a lover."

Sara slowly stripped her clothes off and said, "What now, John?"

"Get back on the bed Dear, Fred you get beside her, Cindy you get on the other side of Sara. Ok, now Cindy kiss and caress and fondle Sara as much as you want to. Sara you react to her anyway you feel is appropriate."

In just a few minutes the two girls were in a hot embrace.

I cleared my throat and told Fred to get in on the act. I told him to move to where Sara could get his cock in her mouth. Cindy slipped down and played with and sucked on Sara's nipples. I watched as Sara's lips closed around Fred's cock and her hands circled the shaft. The thumb and three fingers reached part of the way around him while her littlest fingers stuck out daintily. She carefully dropped a gob of her saliva on the head of the throbbing cock then rubbed it in with both hands. Her pink lips slithered over the purplish head of Fred's meaty cock. Streams of saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, she caught most of it and smeared it on the shaft. Now that he was really erect he looked much larger than I had thought. Sara took him way down into her throat. She slowly moved him down into her throat with her lips touching his tuft of pubic hair, and then swallowed several times and slipped him back out. She kept that up for perhaps ten minutes. I had never seen her use so much saliva. I couldn't say a word as she gave him a beautiful blowjob. His head was thrown back and I was afraid he was going to cum. 

I told Sara to lay back and spread her legs and directed Fred to slide down and eat her pussy. When he was in position I said "Fred that looks good, Sara likes that but concentrate on licking up and down her pussy until you get her real juicy, get her dripping wet. That is good. Yes, keep it up. Great work, she is ready now, suck her clit in and pulse it in and out of your mouth. No, don't stop fucking her with your fingers. She likes it when you twist your hand back and forth as you fuck in and out with your fingers. Good, She is cumming now. She is cumming really hard now." 

I saw Sara's eyes slowly open. Her eyes fixed on mine. She smiled at me sweetly. I grinned at her, "Fred slide up over her and fuck her really hard. Really ravish her, Slam that big hunk of meat into her tight pussy. She loves it hard; it is what I don't give her. Sara squeeze those pussy muscles tight around Fred's cock. Show Fred how much you love the way that feels. Ho! Your juices are squirting now, he is really getting you off. Look at you smile. Sara look in my eyes. Look at me girl; see the love there for you. Do you feel Fred shaking? His balls are shrunk up under the shaft and Cindy can't play with them any more, he is about to cum. He is going to fill your pussy with his seed. Cindy, if you want you can pull him out and share his cum with Sara. I think she'll let you have a taste."

Cindy felt his cock pulse a couple of times and then pulled his cock down to her waiting mouth. Both girls got more than a mouthful. I felt exhausted and slid down and leaned against the bed. I closed my eyes and relived what had just happened. It was like replaying a DVD. I knew the three of them went to the bathroom and cleaned up. They returned and I felt all of them move in close to me. Sweet lips pressed against mine. I opened my eyes, Sara! "Hi! Babe." I said, "Was that what you wanted?"

"John, that was lovely. If you eat steak every day a burger or a hotdog tastes good now and then. I love you for what you did because it was really hot. I got mad for a second when you said Fred was giving me something you couldn't. I know you didn't mean that because it's not true." She was carefully watching me as she said that. I smiled a little, "Oh, I think it probably is true, no one can be the best at everything."

Sara kissed me hard, "John, that is not the case, I simply adore the way you make love to me, I love the way you get me ready slowly and gently, covering me from head to foot with your sweet caresses and tender touches. You bring me to the heights of my passion and then keep me full of joy as you fill my hunger to be as one with my own true love. That only you can do for me, only you John. Has anyone ever taken me to higher levels of ecstasy? I don't really know, but probably, but that is not what I need from you my love, that will never make me feel content, warm and safe. I can't live with out your love and I get along just fine with out the other sex. I don't want you to get the wrong idea, you do take me to the heights of raw passion and hot, wet, nasty sex and you do it as well as anybody I have ever known. But Sweetheart, no one else can do the loving for me. Only you."

Tears ran down my cheeks as I pulled her into my arms. I felt her tears dropping on my chest. We kissed softly and smiled at each other. I looked over and saw Cindy and Fred holding each other and watching us. Fred grinned, "You guys are the two sweetest talking people I have ever been around. When you talk like that to each other I get all mushy feeling inside and I think, 'Wow! That is exactly how I feel about Cindy', I guess I don't often tell her how much I love her but I hope she knows."

Cindy smiled up at him, "I know honey, I know."

It was another three weeks before we got together with Cindy and Fred and then two more weeks before the next time after that. Each time was smoother and much more enjoyable for me. I was really looking forward to our group playtime now. Sara and I were much more active at home alone than we had been. I had to admit I was more in love with my wife than ever before. We tried different things. Different for me anyway, I never asked if she had done the new things before. 'Role playing' was new to me and I think it only works for two people. It gets real complicated if you let it. Then the fun is gone. I have never liked pain and am incapable of hurting Sara. I just can't do it. She laughs and says a little slap on the ass can be pleasant. I can't do it to her, maybe to someone else but not my Sara. I don't care to be restrained either. I have a theory that if you have to tie me up to do something to me, I probably don't want you to do it anyway. Sara wanted to try some light bondage, I told her my theory and added that I was a strong believer that turnabout was fair play and that I tended to be more than fair. She grinned, "Do you mean that if I gave you five smacks on the ass I could expect to get ten?"




Swinger Training



"Or more."

"OK we'll think of something else then, I am not into BDSM anyway, a little restraint and a blindfold while teasing is OK but that is as far as I am wanting to go with it."

The next week Cindy called and said Sara and I were invited to go to a larger group party with them. It would not be a big party, only eight or ten couples. Wow! Two couples, a foursome, were all I had ever done. I asked Sara what she thought. She said, "Honey, ten couples is as big as I want to do. Any bigger and it is too hard to keep track of each other. Eight or more of each sex is enough for plenty of variety. You can't do it eight times in one night so we don't need any more than that." She grinned and laughed at the expression on my face. 

I was anxious for that Saturday night to arrive. Sara wore a simple but sexy outfit and I just wore jeans, a T and a blazer. Fred and Cindy picked us up about and after a thirty-minute drive we were there. It was a nice house when we pulled in Sara said, Oh! This is Maurice's house isn't it?"

Fred said it sure was. "It has been a few years since we have been here."

We entered the front door and were greeted by a huge black man and a beautiful and exotic looking black lady. They greeted everyone warmly and handed each of us a little brass disc on a neck chain. When Maurice saw Sara he whooped and swept her into his arms, "Sara, Darling girl, where have you been? We missed you." The woman pulled Sara away from him and hugged and kissed her. After a few minutes while I sort of awkwardly stood and watched a dozen people greet Sara, the black woman saw me and came to me and said, "And who might you be, Handsome? Do we know you? I know I would never forget you." 

Sara turned " Oh! Darling, I'm sorry. Everyone this handsome and sexy man is the love of my life and my new husband, John. She rose on her toes and kissed me. Everyone crowded around and introduced themselves. They were all very friendly and pleasant.

Drinks were served and we were shown the open bar and the booze and wine. We were told that after the first drink it was serve yourself. I guess it was eight when Maurice yelled for everyone's attention. "All right folks, let the party begin. The doors are locked now. The first event is a demonstration of how to give oral satisfaction to your partner. The participants will be drawn now. He held a bowl over his head and his wife reached up and pulled out a paper disc. "Number seven she said. Who has seven?" Sara held her disc up. "Over here Sara." She drew another disc, "Number three", she said. A tall husky young man held his number up and stepped forward grinning. "Over with Sara, Jeff." Sara smiled at him and moved over beside him. They hugged each other like old friends. 

Maurice yelled for attention, "OK lets all go in the playroom now." I noticed that everyone was suddenly becoming nude. Cindy grabbed my hand and gave me a large plastic bag with the number 8 on it, the same number on my disc. I quickly stripped and put my things in the bag and placed it with the others. 

The playroom was probably a family room. There was a king sized bed in the center. It sat on concrete blocks that raised it about a foot higher than normal. Everybody sat in chairs around the bed. I sat and felt a warm body press against mine. It was Maurice's wife. She grinned at me and took my hand. She leaned close and whispered, "John, my name is Shawanda. We are going to be very close friends."

I heard everyone gasp and looked up to see Sara standing nude beside the bed. The man picked her up as if she were a feather and put her on the bed. He jumped on the bed himself and took her in his arms and kissed her. After a moment he pulled back and I could see him suck her tongue out with his lips. He released it and she did the same thing to him. The kissed passionately for several minutes then he bent down and began kissing her nipples.

I felt warm fingers wrap around my cock. Shawanda smiled at me and said, "OH! I like him, he feels perfect." I looked at her. Her body was magnificent. She had a voluptuous figure. Her breasts were large and stuck straight out in front of her. Her waist was tiny and her hips generous, she appeared to ooze sex. I looked back and saw Sara standing with one leg over the guy's shoulder as he sucked at her pussy. I felt a firm breast press against my arm and a wet warm tongue lick my cheek. I turned toward Shawanda and the soft warm lips pressed against mine. Her tongue slipped between my lips and explored my mouth. Her hand rubbed the precum seeping from the head of my cock all over the head of my cock. I glanced back at Sara and not much had changed except that she was very agitated and really pulling his face into her pussy while she moaned, "Yes, Oh God yes! Suck my fucking clit you fucker."

My view was blocked as Shawanda swung around in front of me and pushed me off the chair onto my back. Her leg swung over me and reached down and put my cock in her pussy. She smiled at me as she rose on her knees and squatted over me. She started moving up and down slowly. Her pussy tightened and then loosened as she moved. She was wet and very hot inside. She leaned forward and looked into my eyes as she kissed me. She lifted a little and grinned, Honey, if this is 'vanilla sex' I'll take all I can get. Your cock is perfect. Ohhhh, yesssss it isss." 

I heard Sara scream, "Shit that is wonderful Jeff, pound your cock in me. Flood my cunt with your seed, give me your babies." I raised my head and saw her on her back with her ass elevated and her knees on either side of her head. He was above her fucking wildly straight down into her."

My head was pushed forcefully back and the soft lips and the probing tongue claimed my attention. Shawanda climbed up across my body and pressed her streaming pussy over my face. Her juices were slightly acid in taste but not at all unpleasant. I touched everything I could reach with my tongue and was rewarded with a violent shudder from her and a flood of her fluids. She slipped back down over my body until her face was above mine. She placed a hand on either side of my face and smiled at me. "Damn, where did little Sara find you? I want you on top of me now. You need to get your rocks off, OK?" We rolled over and I mounted her. She was really made for fucking. She spread her legs wide and pulled me into her. She felt loose at first then she tightened up and milked my cock. It was as if she wanted to strip the cum right out of him. I felt a warm hand rubbing my back and I heard Sara whisper in my ear, "Fuck her good my love, that was supposed to be my fuck. She is a dear friend, sweetheart, so please her for me and let me see the joy in both your faces."

I felt the pressure in my balls peaking and pumped spurt after spurt of cum deep into her pussy. I collapsed on top of her. I finally rolled off her and on to my back and looked up to see Sara smiling at me from inches away. She wiped my face with a towel and kissed me. She laughed and wiped Shawanda's face too and kissed her.

Shawanda yelped, "Girl, where did you find this guy and why have you been hiding him from me, we always shared before?"

"Shawanie, baby, he is still a bit unsure of this scene, I have had to bring him along slowly. I don't want to ever upset him; he is way too precious to me. That is why I wanted you to distract him while I did Jeff, I knew it would be wild."

"Sara I will gladly distract him all night. You just do your thing and me and my new lover will be real cool, right John?"

"Sure." I looked at my wife, "Please remember our rules, we already bent the hell out of one but it was not our fault. Don't leave me, please."

"I'm just going to mix and visit some old friends, OK, I'll be right back." She kissed me and waved at someone and walked off. I looked at Shawanda, "I enjoyed the way you distracted me."

"Me too honey. Let's rest a bit, get a drink and try again." She looked at me, "John, Do you really love Sara?"

"More than I can possibly tell you."

"Are you really all right with this life style?

"Not really, I still get crazy jealous but I control it better now. We plan to start a family soon and this will have to stop until the kids are grown. I think I can hang on 'til then."

"John, I know that girl like my own sister, she is a true blue girl, she will never cheat or lie. Not ever. I can tell she is head over heels in love with you. She separates love and sex. Believe in her, she will always do what is right. She really loved our life style and if she stayed away for all this time for you, I know she has to really love you."

I wandered off to get a new drink. I stopped to watch a group of six people in a daisy chain. I watched as they stopped and everybody turned around to suck on the person behind them. I was offered a spot in the chain but it was between two guys. Not for me! I saw Cindy and talked with her for a while. She said she wanted to fuck me after she rested for a while. 

I got a drink and wandered around looking for Sara. I didn't sere her anywhere. I made a tour of the house. All the bathrooms were in use and she was in none of them, there was one room locked. I saw Fred talking with two guys and asked him if he had seen Sara lately. He shook his hear but one of the other guys said, "She's with Maurice, he always goes in his room and locks the door for an hour or two with Sara. He hogs her so nobody else gets a shot at her." I looked at Fred and he looked away.

I found Shawanda, "Girl do you know where Sara is?" She looked startled.

"No, she is not here?"

"I've looked in every room in the house except the room at the end of the hall and it's locked."

Shawanda jumped up and said, "That son-of-a-bitch, he promised he wouldn't do that tonight." She headed down the hall. I found my stuff and went in the bath and changed. When I was dressed I noticed there was another door to the bathroom. I tried it and found it opened onto the patio.

I walked along the side of the house. As I passed a window I looked in and saw Sara on the bed being fucked by Maurice. Her arms were around his neck and they were taking turns sucking each other's tongues. I was only a few feet from the bed. His big black cock slipped slowly in and out of my wife's vagina. Her sheath was stretched tightly around his shiny ebony cock. The skin of her pussy clung to his thick shaft as he pulled out. Then as it pushed back in the skin was pulled by the shaft back inside her. I saw his head jerk up and heard someone pounding on the door.

I continued walking and found my way to the street. I walked a ways until I found a main street. I called information and got the number for a cab company. I called and told them the cross streets I was on. The dispatcher said he had a cab dropping off some one in the area and would be there in five minutes. My cell phone started ringing. I shut it off.

When I got home I grabbed my travel bag I keep ready for any time I need to get off on a job in a hurry. I had gotten to where I didn't take many more jobs like that. I jumped in my truck and headed out. I didn't know where to go. I saw an all night diner and pulled in and got a cup of coffee. I pulled out my cell phone. I started to push the button for Sara's number when it started ringing. I looked at it for a bit and then answered it. It was Sara. She was hysterical and wanted to know where I was. I said I really didn't know, I hadn't been keeping track of where I went.

"Please come home John, please. I can't stand this."

"I hate it too, babe. But I hate what you do to my guts and my heart a lot worse. You are killing me."

"Oh NOOO! Please! We won't go anymore. I love you, you have to know that. Please John! Please, I beg you, come home." 

"You broke our rules YOU made. Why don't you go live with Maurice? I saw you fucking him; you were making love, not sex. Maybe Shawanda will share with you."

"She kicked him out too!"

"Good, you guys can shack up together."

"John, that will never happen, I only want to be with you."

"Too bad, you sure fooled me tonight."

"John, you saw how big he is. He picked me up and ran off with me. The next thing I knew he was fucking me. I didn't know the door was even closed, much less locked. Oh honey, please come home and we can talk. Running away won't help and it won't solve anything. Please!"

"I watched you with him for a while. I wasn't three feet from you. I saw and heard everything. I can't live with that. I don't want to see you right now. I won't be able to think straight; I'll just fall apart. I'm not sure I ever want to see you again."

"I dread facing you too but we have to do it. I just know I can't live without you. If this sort of thing can happen because of the swinging I don't want to do it anymore. It is just not worth the pain I feel right now over hurting you. I will never let that happen again, nothing is worth hurting you one little speck, no matter what. I realize it is totally my fault. I made you do these things that were wrong for you. It's against your nature to share me. I can live with that. I just can't live with out you. Please come home. This is your home, your house, If you don't want me I'll move out, not you. If you are not home tomorrow I will start packing so you can come home. I'll find someplace to go."

"I clicked off the phone and took a sip of the coffee. I thought about how the house would be with out Sara, how life would be without Sara, her smiling face, her laughter, her sweet loving touch. What kind of life would that be? Would I ever recover from missing her? I thought a long time about how it would be to come home to an empty house. I thought about how it would be to never see her again. To never hold her again. 

Why would I want to live?

I ordered two cups of coffee to go and went home.