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Swinging Square Ch. 01

By: simaddict



* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. 

* All characters are eighteen or over. 

* Civil comments and feedback are welcome but insulting, flaming remarks will be deleted. 

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Ah, Saturday morning in the suburbs! A day when you could sleep till noon, but it's usually not possible because of the neighbor hitching up his boat trailer to take it to go fishing, or the boys playing football and yelling in the street. This morning was unusually quiet I noticed when I woke up around nine or a little after. Yawning, I laid on my bed, stretching to get fully awake while listening to the silence. I got out of bed and opened my drapes to look out the window to see if the neighborhood had disappeared. I was shocked to find everything still there, only covered by a foot of snow with more falling from the sky like chicken feathers. 

Putting on my robe I noticed the coolness of the material against my breasts made my nipples harden which in turn made my pussy warm up. The phone downstairs began to ring; I hurried down to answer it but got there as the answering machine picked up. 

"You have reached the Hannigan residence; Ashley speaking," my recorded voice began. "Sorry I can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave your name and number after the beep, I'll get back to you as soon as possible. (beep)" 

"Hello, Ash!" my boyfriend's voice began. "Get up, you..." 

I shut it off and picked up the receiver when I recognized the voice. 

"Hello, Robert. I just now woke up. What's so urgent?" 

"Hey, Honey, I've been trying to call you all morning. Hold onto your hat, take a deep breath, have a seat, and all that good stuff," he said very excitedly.

"What's going on? Why are you so wound up?"

"Honey, my boss gave me two tickets for an all expense paid week vacation in the Caribbean." 

"Really? You're joking, right?" 

I was born and raised in a small town, and the most I've ever seen given away was the door prize at the local Volunteer Fire Department dance, a brand new kitchen sink faucet. I had never heard of people being given a weeks paid vacation, and for two people yet. 

"It's no joke, Babe," he assured me. "I've got the plane tickets right here in my hot little hand." 

"Well, when is it for?" I asked, still skeptical. 

"We leave a week from Saturday. Do you think you could take your vacation time from work then?" 

"I don't know, that's pretty short notice, Dear," I said very doubtfully. 

"Come on, perk up! It's the Caribbean, in the tropics away from all this snow and ice." 

"Alright, it sounds good. I'll ask them and see. They do know that I'm owed vacation time."

*

The plane landed on the island of our destination. I looked out the window and instead of the familiar bare trees and snow, I saw green grass, flowering shrubs and palm trees. It was the first time I had been to the tropics so I was eager to get off the plane. 

"What's this place like we're going to," I asked. 

"I told you, it's an adult only, clothing optional resort. There'll be no kids around and we can wear whatever we want to, even our ragged old jeans and nobody will say anything." 

"Yeah, it sounds very relaxing," I commented. 

We were both young and naive, Robert was twenty-two and I was nineteen. We should have asked more questions about the resort, but I didn't know what to ask, I was so innocent. Sometimes I wonder about Robert though.

The room we were given was comfortable enough, though contained only the bare necessities. I guess they figure people would be at the beach most of the time anyway. That was my first thought anyhow.

The bellboy handed us two small sheets, and told us they were for the toga party taking place that evening. 

"What is a toga party?" I asked him. 

"You wear this sheet instead of your clothes. It's a party, you know," he replied.

"We wear sheets instead of clothes? I thought it was clothing optional." 

"Oh, it is," he explained. "You can take the sheets off anytime you like." 

"But, we'd be naked then!" I exclaimed. 

"Yes," he smiled, then left. 

I stood there, totally bewildered. Why on earth would we have to wear these dumb old sheets instead of our regular clothes? 

"I'm not going," I said. "I'm not going to wear a old sheet instead of a nice dress."

"Aw, come on, Ashley, let's get into our swim suits," Robert suggested. "Maybe we can talk to some folks on the beach to find out more about the party." 

I went into the bathroom and put on my two-piece blue swimsuit that I brought from home. It was stylish there. Sure, it was big enough to keep all my private parts covered up, but still it was in two pieces. You could see my belly button even. I checked my reflection in the big mirror and smiled. "Girl, you're going to turn some heads in this swimsuit," I thought.

I went out and found Robert in his surfer trunks, ready to go. I put on one of his big shirts to cover up with and grabbed some towels. We strolled out to the beach and looked for a place to sit when I saw her.

"I'm not going out there, that woman doesn't have a top on!" I said, shocked. "She's practically naked." 

"Ignore them. We'll go over this way where people have bathing suits on," he answered.

We picked out a nice part of the beach and began to lay out some towels to lie on. Before I got laid down, I heard a man's voice calling to us.

"Hello," he said. "Your towels are pretty small for lying on. Would you like to use the lounge I'm on instead? I don't mind a little sand." 

I hesitated and looked at him lying on a wooden beach lounge, propped up on one elbow. He wasn't wearing very much, but at least he wasn't naked, I thought. The lounge looked nice so I decided it wouldn't hurt to take him up on his offer. I picked up my towel and began walking over to him. 

He got up when he saw me coming. My goodness, his swimsuit was so small, I've seen small underwear that covered more than it did. A voice in my head told me to run away, but I wasn't listening. His bathing suit, if you can call it that, was so tight I could see the outline of his cock and balls in it which made my pussy tingle. The stretch material showed every detail of his sizable cock. I tried to look away 'cause I didn't want Robert to catch me looking, but I had to look back again at the lovely sight. I saw Robert looking at the woman with the man anyway, so as long as Robert's eyes didn't fall out, it was okay.

As I laid down on the wooden lounge, he introduced himself and his wife. They were Michael and Kelsey, about thirty, and both very good looking, both in superb shape, too, I might add. We introduced ourselves and felt instantly at ease with them, they were so warm and friendly. I put sunglasses on and squinted my eyes so I could take long glances at Michael's cock bulging his swimsuit. It was about the same size as Robert's, but I saw Robert's cock many times. This was a different cock, and the sight of it made my pussy twitch and tingle. 

"I'm going to get some sun," Kelsey said as she removed her top. 

Her breasts swung out as she dropped her top and placed it beneath her head. Her breasts were beautiful looking and so natural. I looked at Robert who was looking at me, but I knew he could see Kelsey's breasts from where he sat. The wooden lounges were only a foot high, and since Michael and Robert were sitting on the sand beside us, they could see everything perfectly well.

"Do me a favor, Ashley? Would you rub sun block on my back so that when I roll over, I'll be ready?" she asked sweetly. 

She acted so natural and so comfortable to be topless, I didn't have a problem with it. Somehow I found her breasts as interesting as Michael's cock bulge. 

"Sure," I replied as I took the bottle of sun block from her. 

She waited with her back to me as I poured some lotion in my hand. I gave a side glance at Robert to see what his reaction would be and saw, what was it, yes, he was turned on by it. I noticed a tent in his surfer shorts where Michael's bulge was. I applied the lotion to Kelsey's shoulders and brazenly rubbed it all around the soft, smooth muscles of her shapely back. 

"Thank you, Ashley," she cooed. "I'll put some on you now so you won't get sunburned. Do you want to take your top off and join me?"

I looked at Robert's face; his expression was priceless, not believing what he was seeing. I felt so naughty, so daring, so very bad as I reached behind me and untied my top. My breasts are one of my best assets, not trying to brag, but they stand out so proud and perky with bright pink areolas and darker nipples that match my red hair. As I laid my top to the side, I noticed Michael's eyes widen with appreciation, or was it lust, maybe a little bit of both. Robert was too busy ogling the two topless women in front of him to even worry about where Michael was looking. Kelsey finished rubbing sunscreen on my naked back.

"Now, lie down on your back and let me get your front really good," she requested. "You don't want those beauties getting sunburned; ouch, that would be painful."

I laid down on my back with my arms by my side, my bare breasts in full view to everyone. My breasts being naked and out in full view to everyone around me wasn't embarrassing like I thought it would be. In fact, it really turned me on at the very thought. I felt my nipples harden, and the breeze blowing across my sensitive nips didn't help me stay calm either. 

When Kelsey's lotion-covered hands came in contact with my breasts, it wasn't bad at all. It was sort of like having a doctor or nurse touch you, it was okay. In fact, it felt very nice and I let out a few soft moans of contentment as she rubbed on a generous supply of sunscreen all over my jiggling tits. Michael stood up then, taking his cock bulge out of my sight. 

"Come on, Robert, let's go for a swim. I'd like to talk to you for a while anyway." 

As they walked away, I noticed Kelsey hadn't protected her breasts.

"I'll do your front for you now," I volunteered. 

I felt so dirty-minded and naughty by the urges I felt inside. I was more eager to get my hands on Kelsey's lovely breasts like she did mine rather than being helpful, so I eagerly rubbed some lotion between my hands to warm it up, and put each hand on her breasts. Her breasts were just a bit smaller than mine, but still very pretty. Her brown nipples felt hard beneath my palms as I worked the lotion all over her spongy globes of flesh. It was the first time I had ever touched another girl's breasts, and being nude, I especially enjoyed the sensation. It felt weird, but real nice; I discovered I liked it. I finally stopped feeling her breasts and laid down again. 

"It's your first time, isn't it, being at an adult resort like this," Kelsey said with a smile. 

"You noticed, huh? I'm so shocked; I just wasn't prepared for it. Back home, people would be horrified by all this." 

"You're doing fine. I could just tell it was all new to you. Well, stick with me and I'll teach you the ropes. Would you like to get naked?" 

"What? Wouldn't they put us in jail for being naked?" 

"No, of course not. It's clothing optional here; they allow you to go without clothes," she explained.

"Oh, that's what clothing optional means. We thought it meant you could wear good clothes or old clothes." 

"Oh, this really is a shock to your system then, isn't it. If you want to try going naked, you could lie on your stomach; that way, the only thing that will show is your buns. Shall we?" 

Whatever prompted me to agree to it, I'll never know. I have never done anything like it in my whole life. Was it the thrill of being naked in a public place, or the lure of getting to see Kelsey fully naked that caused me to nod my head yes? My hands felt connected to her hands somehow, because when her fingers began to remove her bottoms, mine did likewise. I looked about nervously as I sat naked, but then I saw how at ease she remained. 

"Relax now, Ashley. No one will think bad about you for being naked. In fact, the men will all desire you and the women will all envy you. You have such a lovely, sexy body, it would be a crime to keep it all covered up and not let anyone see it.

I laid down on the lounge on my stomach and relaxed, her words calming me down. Her hands covered with lotion cupped each butt cheek and rubbed lotion all over. It felt so good to have her hands rubbing my naked ass cheeks, I relaxed even more; it just felt so natural. When her fingers dropped between my thighs and brushed up against my pussy lips, I moaned lightly with pleasure, it felt so nice. It may have been accidental, but it might not have been; I didn't care. It felt good and I'd let her do it again if she wanted to. 

"Now you can lotion up my butt. Don't be bashful, I like the feel of a girl's hands on me. You'll probably put me to sleep if you do it too long though," she smiled. 

She laid on her stomach, and I put lotion on my hands. Her legs were spread farther apart than mine were, and I had a good view of her hairless pussy lips peeking out between her thighs. I was shocked at myself for liking the sight of her naked pussy. I spread the lotion all around each butt cheek, then worked my way in between her butt cheeks to stroke the length of her ass crack, over her puckered little butt hole and timidly down to the slit of her pussy for a little feel. 

"Yeah, Ashley, touch my pussy if you want to; I like it." 

I slid my inquisitive fingers up and down her slit a few times to feel what another woman's pussy felt like beside mine. She moaned and spread her legs even farther apart, allowing me a good look at everything between her lovely tanned legs. I stopped touching her, and put my hand on the small of her back as I gazed at her lovely butt hole. 

"I'm so horny, I'm going to masturbate now," she panted. 

"You're crazy! You can't do that in public." I scoffed. 

"Watch me. I'll do it and no one around me will even know what I'm doing. I'll bet you wouldn't even know if I hadn't told you already." 

She put a hand under her stomach an slid it down until I could see her fingers on her pussy lips. She had one finger on each side of her shiny clit which she wiggled up an down at opposite times, caressing her clit between them constantly. I looked around at people walking past us and not one of them noticed what Kelsey was doing. Her thigh began to quiver, then jerk as spasms caused her muscles to contract. She stuffed her towel in her mouth and bit down on it as her butt hole puckered out and drew shut with her spasms while cummimng. I clenched my thighs together and almost had an orgasm myself as I watched her cum.

"Gosh, that's fantastic," I exclaimed. "I could see you cum but no one else even noticed." 

I could see naked men and women walking past us in the sand not very far away, and it felt so strange to see naked people walking around, but I got used to the sight quickly, and my self-consciousness about being naked myself disappeared, so I laid down and sprawled out naked on my stomach. I was very wet and horny, and desperately needed some relief myself, so I spread a towel over my butt and put my hand under my stomach. It looked like I was just being modest about being naked, but that wasn't it at all; I was masturbating just like Kelsey had just done as I watched. I watched Michael and Robert walk up the beach to us and stood by us to dry off a little. My fingers on my clit felt so good, I kept on masturbating.

"How was the water?" Kelsey asked.

"There were a few jellyfish, but it was nice," Michael replied. 

"We were wondering, what is a toga party all about?" Robert finally got around to asking. "We were trying to decide whether we wanted to go or not." 

My fingers continued to stimulate my clit under the towel. The feeling of my fingertips rubbing each side of my clit was getting better by the moment, and the presence of Robert and Michael added to the erotic thrill of being so naughty. The urgent throbbing in my pussy made the voices of the people right next to me seem far away, though I knew they were right there along side me. 

"Oh, you should go," Michael responded. "Have you ever danced with a woman wearing nothing but a sheet wrapped around her? It can be a very stimulating experience." 

The feeling became so urgent I put my fingertips between the fleshy pleats of my pussy. Lying on my stomach with my hand underneath me and the towel over me, there's no way the guys could see what I was doing. I started at my love portal and drug my fingers down to my clit where I rubbed around in a circle on the fleshy part of my butterfly lips and my clit. The guys sat down on the sand just a foot or two away from where I was laying with my fingers masturbating my cunt. 

"That's what it is, a dance?" Robert asked. 

"Basically, but there's more to do than that," Kelsey interjected. "Some people just sit and talk with friends, others make out a little bit, a few just sit and do what ever pleases them at the time."

Kelsey was looking at me with a knowing smile as she said that. My eyes were barely open as my orgasm approached.

"I guess we should give it a try then," Robert mused, "alright, Honey?"

Unable to speak, I just nodded my head in agreement. I stuffed a towel in my mouth to absorb any sound I might make, and stared at Kelsey's smiling face as the throbbing in my clit increased and started to spread through my body. 

"If you'd like, you can go with us," Michael said. "At least then you'll know somebody there."

My orgasm crashed through me, making it impossible to lay completely still. The towel clenched between my teeth silenced my voice, but my breath came out of my nostrils hard several times like I was blowing my nose. When I opened my eyes after I calmed down a bit, Kelsey was still smiling at me with a sympathetic grin. 

"That sounds like a good idea, Mike," Robert said. "We'll follow you there. Ah... are you okay, Honey?" 

"I was just fighting off a sneeze," I finally replied, causing Kelsey to burst out in laughter, and Robert and Michael have a perplexed look on their face, wondering what the joke was. 

"We'll stop by your room to get you," Kelsey said. "I can help you with your toga so you don't lose it in the middle of the dance floor or something. You have to watch out for those sneezes," she chuckled. 

*

They came by our room that evening as promised, and helped Robert and I put on our togas. Robert had a hard time because he didn't want to get naked in front of either Michael or Kelsey. We split the difference and got naked in front of both of them. Since I had already been naked in front of them, it was easier for me. Kelsey fastened my toga with an old broach she brought; Michael used an old political button to fasten Robert's toga. All set, we headed off to the party, dressed in our finest resort sheets.

We walked down the broad walkway four abreast, us girls in the middle, and came to the club house where the toga party was going to be held. Inside, we found an empty table, second one in from the dance floor, and got comfortable. The music had already started playing, but more people were still coming in. It was a dimly lit nightclub atmosphere, but I could tell some of the togas were worn daringly.

"Do you want to dance?" Robert asked me as a slow song began playing.

Michael and Kelsey followed us onto the dance floor and began dancing also. There was a woman dancing with only one breast covered up, and the guy she was with had nothing on but a bath towel pinned around his waist, and a pair of sandals. I began to notice that everyone there was more undressed than dressed in a toga. 

"Michael was telling me there's a lot of swingers that come to this resort," Robert said as we danced together. 


Swinging Square Ch. 01



"Swingers? Like... wife swappers?" I asked.

"Yeah. He said it was common to have twelve people in the same room having sex." 

"There's something about this place that has me feeling aroused all the time," I whispered. "Do you suppose they put something in the water?"

"How much water have you drank? Everything I've seen you drink came out of a bottle of some kind." 

"Well, maybe it's in the air. I would never take my swimsuit off back home, and look what I did today!"

"I think it's just the relaxed atmosphere and the, ah, people around us that do things to us," Robert said.

"You feel it too?" I asked him. 

"Yeah, I've had half a hard-on most the time I've been here. If I keep going like this with no relief, I'll have blue balls before long." 

What if a swinger asks you to, you know, do stuff with them? Would you do it?" I asked with a tang of worry.

"I don't know, maybe. Would you?" he asked just as worried.

"I would if you did. Would you be jealous?" I asked.

"I wouldn't be jealous if I was doing it too. Do you think we should do it?"

"I don't know, maybe. Maybe no one will ask us though." I reasoned.

The song ended and another started playing right away. Michael asked me to dance with him; Kelsey asked Robert to dance with her. There I go again, aroused, throbbing pussy demanding attention. Michael danced proper enough, close but not tight, but I could still feel the hard lump of his cock bumping against me. Well, it was just like Robert dancing with me, so it's no big deal. Right? 

I settled in and danced closer with him, enjoying the feeling of his erect cock pressing against my abdomen. It's just a bump; there's two sheets between us, I reasoned. I would feel the same thing if I were dancing with Robert. Yeah, but Robert has straight brown hair and Michael has wavy blond hair, so their cocks would be much different, I thought. My mind picturing their cocks had my pussy throbbing wet and I pressed into Michael a little closer so I could feel his hard cock a little bit better.

I looked over at Robert dancing with Kelsey; he had a guilty expression on his face, but kept letting Kelsey grind into his front. I knew what they were doing, and what it felt like because I was doing the same thing to Michael. My pussy was flooded by my unequalled arousal. 

I looked over then at the woman with one breast proudly on display dancing with the man wearing the towel around his hips. She had one arm wrapped around his neck, but her other arm was in front of her with her hand between his legs; she kept licking in his ear with her wet tongue. It was odd because he looked so much younger than her. Her hand beneath his towel was steadily moving back and forth.

Another couple, a middle aged man and a woman about my age, were dancing close by, looking over at the first couple and smiling. She had her hand clearly on his cock through his sheet, stroking it lovingly up and down. His cock was big!

I looked around the dance floor and saw that the other couples were doing about the same thing. No one paid any attention to the others around them, or else they would just smile at one another.

A fast song began to play, and I moved back to dance with Robert. We shimmied and shook to the beat of the music, but I couldn't help but watch the other dancers around me. The middle-aged man wasn't much of a dancer, but the young woman with him danced very good and had sexy moves that made her look hot. I didn't think I was into girls before today, but watching her dance made me wish I was. 

The woman with the exposed breast was almost as good a dancer, and looked very sexy also. The young man in the towel would bounce and shake so hard, his hardened cock would bounce out between the towel ends looking very naughty but very handsome at the same time. It was difficult for me to take my eyes off him. Robert knew I was looking, but I didn't care. I loved the sight of that pink cock popping out and waving around proudly for all to see.

When that song ended we sat down at our table, but I didn't stay long. 

"I've got to pee really bad," I told Kelsey.

"The restrooms are at the far end," she informed me.

"I'll find them," I said, not waiting for her to join me. 

I made my way through the crowd of people, some dancing lustily on the dance floor, and others petting heavily at the tables. I smiled whenever I made eye contact with someone, but felt a tinge of fear deep inside me for some reason. I had never experienced anything like this in my whole life. 

In the restroom, I had to wait a bit for a free stall. When a door opened, out come the woman with the one breast out.

"Hello, Dear," she smiled warmly.

"Um, hello," I answered and smiled back. 

I sat down quickly on the toilet. One thing good about being naked under the sheet, I didn't have to wait to pull my panties down. I peed then went to the sinks to wash up. The woman with one breast out was standing there.

"You looked so pretty on the dance floor," she began. "I'm Sylvia, by the way."

"Hi, I'm Ashley," I smiled. "I saw you on the dance floor, too." 

Sylvia was quite beautiful, though she was old enough to be my mother possibly.

"You're a lucky girl, dancing with two sexy, handsome hunks like that."

"Thank you. One of them is my husband, the other one is just a friend," I told her.

"I bet I know which one was the friend, the one you were dancing so close to!" she chuckled. "Do they have nice cocks?" 

Shit, I didn't know how to answer that question. I stammered and stuttered until I finally got something out. 

"Uh, I guess so."

"My son has a nice cock, doesn't he. You saw it; he was dancing with me." 

"That's your son? Does your daughter know?" I asked. 

"Of course, she was right there, dancing with my husband. We have no secrets from each other." 

The young woman my age who was dancing with the middle aged man was standing there beside her, smiling at me.

"Hi, I'm Cindy," she smiled, shaking my hand and holding it much longer than necessary. "I love dancing with Dad." 

"He's your father?" I asked in disbelief. 

"Yeah, don't you dance with your father? You should try it sometime; it's fun." 

"But you were... your hand was... "

"We're a very unconventional family. We don't let a thing like relation get in the way of our relations, do we, Dear," Sylvia said, giving the young woman a kiss on her lips. 

I watched as the kiss became a passionate tongue swap. Cindy cupped Sylvia's exposed breast while they kissed, then slid her hand over to push the toga off her other breast. Cindy broke her kiss, and bent down to take her mom's nipple in her mouth, pointing to the other exposed nipple indicating that I should suck on that one. 

Do you think I could refuse the offer with my pussy burning with desire, and my mind full of the erotic happenings of the evening? -Not a chance. I bent down and engulfed the tantalizing nipple in my hungry mouth and swirled the rubbery nub with my tongue.

Other than tentatively touching Kelsey's pussy a bit and watching her cum, I've never had any sexual contact with another woman, had never even thought about it. Now here I was with a stranger's nipple in my mouth, and my pussy throbbing with lust. I don't know why, maybe I was curious to see if Sylvia was as turned-on as I was, but I put my hand on her leg under her toga and slid it up to her pussy. It was a strange yet powerful thrill to feel around under another woman's skirts, feeling her naked legs and finally a hairless pussy there to enjoy at my will. Yes, she felt as wet as I was. I couldn't resist putting my fingers inside her to play with her squishy pussy as I would play with my own. I felt Cindy's hand go under my toga and slide up to my pussy so desperately in need of getting off. She began to masturbate me so expertly, it was even better feeling than my own fingers. I saw Sylvia put her hand under Cindy's toga and unashamedly play with her pussy. It wasn't long until I was brought to a shuddering, powerful orgasm by Cindy's fingers. I continued to finger Sylvia's sopping wet pussy and suck her nipple as I came down from my orgasmic high.

I was aware of women walking past us, going to and from the toilets, but no one said a word to us. One woman did stop to watch us a bit and play with herself a while, then she left. Cindy was the next one to cum under her mother's expert fingering, I wondered how it would feel to have your own mother lovingly finger your pussy until you came. A vicarious thrill went through me as I watched her shudder and moan in ecstasy. After she got off, we double teamed her mother; I continued to finger her pussy as best I could to get her off, while Cindy squeezed and lapped at her tits. It wasn't long until Sylvia let out a long "Ah" as she shuddered and twitched, and I felt even more moisture in her pussy as her pussy muscles tightened and relaxed around my fingers. It was the first time ever I had a woman cum on my fingers, and I loved it. I held my glistening fingers up to look at them; Cindy grabbed my hand and took one finger into her mouth to suck it clean.

"Mom's pussy juice is too good to let go to waste," she grinned. 

"Mm, I do taste good, don't I," Sylva said after putting a finger in her mouth.

It's a good thing I used three fingers in her pussy because that left one for me. I put the third wet finger in my mouth and took a taste test. It was salty sweet in flavor and was so delicious. I don't remember ever tasting my own pussy juice, but I found I like the flavor and I felt my pussy getting aroused again by it. We then washed our hands and joined the crowd out in the bar. 

As I sat down at our table, a slow song began playing. I felt all eyes on me as I sipped my drink, now watered down by melting ice cubes. 

"Geez, it took you long enough," Robert said. "Was the restroom busy"

"Sort of," I responded truthfully. 

"Dance with me," Kelsey said. 

We went out onto the dance floor where Kelsey took me tenderly in her arms. 

"I'll lead," she smiled. "So, did you have fun?" 

"Um, yeah. Um, I had sex." 

"I know, I saw you," she chuckled. "I went to the bathroom a bit after you did, but you were too busy to notice me. Was it fun?" 

"Yeah, but now I feel bad; what if Robert finds out? You didn't tell him, did you?" 

"No, I didn't tell," she calmed me. "You should tell us all what happened while you were gone; it will turn everyone on." 

"Do you think so." I checked. "What if Robert gets mad?" 

"Look around you; do you think he could get mad at you in this type of atmosphere?" 

"Well, I guess not, but... " 

I couldn't finish my statement because I really couldn't think of a reason for Robert to get mad. We had already talked about the possibility, and even though I didn't think it would really happen, we sort of gave each other permission as long as it wasn't behind each others backs. 

"Come on, tell us what happened," she encouraged. "Give us all the juicy details, blow by blow or kiss by kiss, whatever the case might be. If you don't think you have details that are juicy enough, make some up; no one will know." 

Kelsey chuckled and breathed in my ear. We had to dance close to hear each other over the music. She held me tighter and I enjoyed her body pressed tightly against mine, though she didn't have a cock to press up against me. I could feel her breasts as they jiggled and bounced against mine; two thin sheets don't really cover very much, and she slipped her leg in between mine which let her thigh constantly bump against my pussy while we danced. I liked that feeling and tried to do the same thing for her. By the time the dance ended, we were both breathing hard in each others ear. 

"Phew!" Kelsey said as we sat down at the table. "Now I am all hot and bothered. Ashley was telling me what happened to her in the bathroom. Tell them, Ashley."

I was slow and hesitant at the beginning, but since Robert didn't get mad, I told the whole story just like I related it to you, nothing added, nothing left out. 

"Wow, Ashley, I never thought you'd do anything like that!" Robert exclaimed. "You are so cool." 

I know the drinks we'd had did a lot to mellow us all out, but I was feeling especially relaxed and uninhibited. I gave Robert a sloppy wet kiss right there in front of everyone. Just then, Sylvia, the woman with one breast exposed and the other breast trying to pop out, tapped Robert on the shoulder and asked him to dance. The man Cindy said was her father came up behind me and asked me to dance. He looked like a real Roman Senator in his toga and slightly graying temples as I slipped into his arms to dance. I noticed Michael dancing with Cindy, and Kelsey was dancing with Cindy's husband. 

"My wife and daughter both spoke very highly of you, so I decided I had to meet you myself," he began. "Hi, my name is Willis, by the way." 

I was anticipating the feeling of his large cock pressing against my belly as I pressed myself to him as close as I could. I wasn't disappointed. I could feel his stiff member against my stomach right away, and squirmed against it to feel it all over me. 

"Do you like to feel my hard cock against you?" he asked. 

"Yes. It's so big." 

"Nine inches, but I'm beginning to shrink in my old age." 

"With nine inches, you can afford to shrink a little. Goodness!"

"You can feel it if you want to check it out; my daughter loves to pet it when we dance." 

"Yeah, I noticed," I smiled. "You don't mind?" 

"God no! You really are a newbie, aren't you. Around here we don't ask, we just do." Willis chided.

A little bashfully I slid my hand down his front; another new thing for me, I'd never felt a man up on the dance floor before to check out his erection. I slid my hand down and gasped as my fingers wrapped around has stiff pecker that felt more like a fence post. I petted what I considered a monster cock just like Cindy was doing. I could understand now why. I noticed Cindy doing the same thing to Michael; that must be her favorite thing to do when dancing. I didn't see Robert around; good thing because I'd have felt shy. Willis had his hands on both my butt cheeks and was squeezing them. He wasn't just feeling me up, he was massaging my ass with enthusiasm. I felt him lift up my toga in back and, hand over hand, pulled it up until my butt cheeks were exposed behind me. I hoped it was just my ass showing, but the way he squeezed and pulled on my butt cheeks, he was probably flashing my asshole and pussy lips to everyone, too. As long as I could squeeze and stroke his nine inch cock, I didn't really care how much of me was showing. 

"Let's sit for a spell, I've got to feel those lovely lips," he whispered. 

I didn't know what he meant but I followed him to our table as he took my hand and led the way. He sat on one chair and pulled another up to face him, motioning for me to sit. As I sat on that chair he pulled his sheet up, and his nine inch cock popped up to almost slap me in the face. I stared at it, immobilized by the shock and sight of it. 

"Play with it; kiss it; suck it; anything you want," he said. 

I looked around and saw the rest had left the dance floor also. I felt a tinge of disappointment that Robert wasn't around; he misses all the good stuff I'm doing, and I'd love to have him there to watch me. I took hold of the luscious cock and slowly pumped it up and down while Willis sat and watched, coaching me now and then.

"Faster; squeeze tighter," he said urgently.

I spat on my hand and took a firm grip on his cock, pumping my hand up and down much faster this time. The foreskin of his cock slid up and down his shaft along with my hand, causing his velvety head to nod with each pump. 

"Kiss the head," he whispered hoarsely.

Willis' cock was two inches longer than Robert and a bit bigger around, so his cock head was a bit bigger also. I had a fine target as I bent down to plant my lips on his velvety gland. A drop of pre-cum oozed out which I quickly licked out of the way, then planted a warm kiss right on the tip of the head. I was enjoying having this big cock in my hand while my lips touched his cock head. I French kissed his tip, putting the tip of my tongue in the opening, then swirled my tongue all around his velvety knob.

"Ah, yes! Suck on it," he moaned. 

You never know if you can do something until you try. Even though his cock was a bit larger than what I've been used to, I was willing to give it a go. I slid his cock into my mouth, making sure my teeth didn't touch it (Robert loses his hard-on if my teeth touch it), and bobbed my head up and down. Each time I bobbed my head down, I let more cock enter my mouth until it approached my gag zone. I put my hand around his cock there to mark the spot, and I bobbed my head up and down the warm shaft with gusto. I quickly became used to the extra size and enjoyed the full feeling in my mouth. I bobbed my head faster and faster as I felt the urgent twitching of his hips under me.

"Ah, fuck, gonna cum... ah... oh... cumming" he moaned. 

I felt his cock stiffen and swell, then pump out a rope of cum with such force, I felt it smack against the back of my throat. I began to swallow and gulp as rope after rope of cum was pumped into my mouth until his cock became still and quiet. I watched Robert walking up to me as all that was happening, and felt just a tad of fear. He was smiling, though even in the dim lighting, I knew it wasn't so dark that he couldn't see the cock in my mouth, swelling and pumping its cum while Willis moaned in orgasm. He sat down and watched as I let the cock slide out of my mouth and wipe my lips to remove any overflow of pearly pecker juice.

"Thank you, Dear. You give excellent head for a newbie. Well, I need another scotch on the rocks, excuse me." 

I saw Michael at a table against the wall with Cindy; they were fucking on a chair. I looked hard to get a good look at Michael's cock and secretly hoped I could get him in me someday soon. I tried to snap out of my lustful thoughts; just this afternoon I wouldn't go to the beach because a woman was topless, and now look at me! I'm turning into a pervert, but I can't help it. I really, really like it, pervert or not. 

"Well, I got lucky; no blue balls for me," Robert smiled at me. "Sylvia took me outside for some air, but she pulled me under the big tree and started sucking My cock. After a bit, she leaned against the tree and had me fuck her standing up. I never did that before. I held back as much as I could, but she had a way of squeezing her pussy muscles, you know. I believe she can make a man cum whenever she wants to." 

"Robert, you're almost making me cum talking like that. Remember how set against this kind of stuff I was before we came here? Well, now I find out I like it." 

"Yeah, I know, me too," he grinned.

"So, can we do it some more?" I asked hopefully. "I'd like to invite Michael and Kelsey back to our room for some fun with them. Could you ask them? Please?" 

"You want me to tell Michael you want to fuck him?" he asked. 

"You don't have to put it like that," I pouted.

"Just kidding, Honey," he chuckled. "I'd like to fuck Kelsey too, you know. Sure, I'll ask."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you; I love you, I love you, I love you," I said, giggling with happiness.

"Saying something three times makes it true, for sure," he teased. 

I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips. I detected a faint taste of a woman's arousal on his lips and mouth.

"Have you been eating pussy?" I teased. 

"Only a little bit, but it tastes like you've been swallowing cum," he joked back. 

Michael and Kelsey walked up to us. 

"Are you two ready to go?" Michael asked. "We thought maybe you'd like to come with us to our room for a nightcap and some more fun." 




Swinging Square Ch. 01



"We'd love to," Robert and I said simultaneously. 

"I'd like to stop at our room for some more wine coolers, is that alright?" I asked.

"Ashley, get anything you like; we're in no hurry. We have all night," Michael smiled his mischievous smile. "You won't have to leave until you want to." 

Now how could we refuse that?

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Swinging Square Ch. 02



* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

* All characters are eighteen years old or older.

* This is an erotic story with seven characters, not just a two character porn scene. If you don't like this kind of a story, maybe you should read a different one. 

* The characters are: Ashley, 19; Robert, 22; Kelsey 28; Michael, 30; Tracy, 20; Paul 29; Willis, 50.

* Civil comments and feedback are welcome, but insulting, flaming remarks will be deleted. Thank you.

* Thanks to griffdalton for his feedback on Ch. 01 giving a suggestion which I included in this story. 

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The crowd in the dimly lit clubhouse was beginning to thin out a little; it was eleven-thirty and the toga party slash dance was over at twelve midnight. It had been a fun night so far, everyone had a chance to enjoy themselves, but we all felt like we still wanted more fun before we called it a night. When our new friends, Michael and Kelsey, invited Robert and I to their cabin for a nightcap and some more fun, we immediately agreed. 

"You've come a long way today, Ashley," Michael said softly to me. 

"I have?" I replied.

"Oh, yes! When I first saw you on the beach, you looked so sweet and innocent, I thought you were going to bolt and run off the beach like a terrorized colt. I wanted to take you in my arms and calm you like a father does his little child." 

"I'm so glad Robert and I met you and Kelsey, I love you two now," I confessed. "If not for you two, we'd probably be on our way home by now."

I had no idea what we were in for when we arrived at this resort early in the day, and I don't think Robert did either. Robert's boss loves to pull prankish tricks on people, we know that, but when he gave Robert a bonus of two tickets to a Caribbean resort for one week, we didn't think anything fishy was going on. I mean, he told Robert it was an adult, clothing optional resort, sure, but we had no idea what clothing optional meant; we just thought it meant you could wear old clothes. Imagine the shock when we found naked people walking around! In all my nineteen years, I've never experienced anything like what I witnessed here today; not only witnessed it but actually took part in some things.

Robert and I stopped in our room to get some wine coolers for me and Robert's bottle of whiskey. Michael and Kelsey waited outside because our room was so small, and we were just going to run in and come right back out. I found out one thing, it doesn't pay to skimp on lodging at these resorts; you get what you pay for.

"What if they ask us to do more sex stuff?" Robert asked "Are you willing?"

"Well, yeah, I thought that's what we were going with them for. After the things we did at the toga party tonight, I don't see why we should stop now!" 

"Okay, I agree, Honey; I was just checking to make sure," Robert explained. "I want to make sure that when we get home away from this atmosphere, there won't be any regrets and hard feelings." 

"Aw, Baby, I love you so much," I said. "There will be no hard feelings," I emphasized, "in fact, I hope we keep doing this stuff when we get home. I confess, when I'm around Michael my pussy starts tingling like crazy, and I notice you don't stay soft more than three seconds when Kelsey is around."

"You're right, Hon, as long as we're both comfortable with it, let's go with the flow and see where this adventure will take us."

We went with Michael and Kelsey to their cabin on the beach. No one talked very much as we walked along the broad resort walkways, which gave me time to do a lot of thinking. I was wondering if I wound up in bed with Michael, and Robert wound up in bed with Kelsey, which is a distinct possibility, would that be cheating? I mean, we wouldn't be doing stuff behind each others back, so I guess it wouldn't be. At least this walk gave me time to sort out things like that. 

"I'll set that stuff in on the breakfast table," Michael said, taking our bottles, and heading into the cabin. "How about if we start off with a moonlit stroll on the beach?" 

"Michael is always the hopeless romantic, Ashley," Kelsey said to me, "but it does sound like fun." 

"That sounds wonderful," I agreed, "maybe I can lose the butterflies in my stomach." 

"I get those, too, when I meet someone new," she said. "It's just a slight case of nerves." 

"You get nervous, Kelsey? But you're so beautiful," I said in honest amazement.

"Why, thank you, Ashley; yes I do. It's a normal reaction, I guess." 

We walked along the water's edge, my arm around Robert's waist, his arm lightly across my shoulders. Kelsey had her hand on Michael's back side, and he had his arm across her back with his hand catching her side. The moon was almost full, making a silvery pathway across the rippling water to the horizon for anyone foolish enough to try to walk it. It also gave plenty of light to see by; we even had shadows. 

"Look at the pretty conch shell," Kelsey exclaimed. 

She stooped down to pick up the shell recently vacated by some unlucky conch, which we all helped her to inspect. She tossed it aside, and we turned around to walk back towards their cabin. After we had gone a few steps, I noticed we had changed partners somehow. How did that happen? I guess everyone was wanting it to happen, so it just did. It really didn't matter to me; I felt as comfortable with my arm around Michael's waist as I did Robert's. I noticed Robert and Kelsey didn't mind the change either, and walked along arm in arm as if nothing was different. I watched them walk along and could not, for the life of me, feel one twitch of jealousy. We had become such good friends with Michael and Kelsey, even in the short time we've known them, it looked like a natural thing for them to do.

I squeezed Michael's waist in to me tighter and smiled at him. His big arm felt so good across my shoulders, keeping the cool, damp night air from developing a slight dew on them. I remember dancing with him at the party and longed to feel him pressed against me again. As if reading my mind, Michael looked at me and smiled.

"Would you like to dance?" 

"There's no music," I giggled. 

"I'll sing." 

He began singing a romantic song from way back when, but it was a nice song. He was no professional singer but his voice was pleasant to hear, and very romantic. We danced close together just like we did at the dance, only this time we didn't have other people around except for Robert and Kelsey, but they were one of us so it didn't matter. 

"I love dancing in the moonlight with a man wearing a sheet," I smiled. "especially when all I'm wearing is a sheet to cover me."

"Those people over there are only wearing sheets," he nodded.

Robert and Kelsey were dancing now, too, close by so they could see and hear us quite well.

"There must have been a sale in the Linens Department," Kelsey quipped. 

"You must have come from the same party we were at," Robert chuckled.

There was no one else around except the bright moon and stars, so we could dance any way we wanted to. I pressed my pussy firmly against Michael's stiff cock which sent electrical like charges of desire flowing through my body from my clit to my breasts. 

"I also like the feel of your body pressed against mine with that strange bump pressed against a strategic place," I smiled.

"Sheets are poor for seeing through but good for feeling through," Michael said dreamily.

Michael's warm hands landed firmly on my butt cheeks, and squeezed them lovingly. Wearing nothing but the sheet as a toga, it was almost like being totally naked for both of us, except it was more erotic. A thin sheet is not very much covering for roaming, prying hands.

Robert and Kelsey were dancing tightly together, though they weren't moving very much, just swaying back and forth really. They had their hands on each others butt cheeks and were locked in a hot kiss.

"It looks like our neighbors are getting romantic," I joked.

I slid my hand down between Michael's body and mine and caught hold of Michael's cock. It probably wasn't much bigger than Robert's seven inch cock, but it felt big with nothing but a sheet covering it. I stroked his cock while he massaged my ass cheeks so deliciously. We put our lips together for our first kiss. Our mouths opened and our tongues swirled together. I would have loved to feel his cock enter my pussy and fuck me right then and there, but I was following his lead so I let him set the pace. I knew it was going to happen, and very soon.

"Let's get back to our cabin, guys; it's much more comfortable there than out here in the sand," Michael suggested.

Kelsey refastened her toga, and we walked briskly back toward their cabin. When we got inside, we took up right where we left off outside. 

"Everyone, make yourselves comfortable. Let the party begin," Michael said. 

It didn't take long until our sheet togas were on the floor, and I was enjoying the sight of Michael completely naked for the first time. He had no tan lines which told me that he was in the sun naked a lot and his cock stuck out, tan and tall like a proud muscle. His body looked like an ancient Greek athlete; no huge muscles, just a flat stomach and enough meat on his bones to make him look good. 

"My god, Ashley, you are so beautiful," Michael said softly as his eyes traveled boldly up and down my body, turning my knees to jelly. 

"You are beautiful," I said as I looked at his swaying brown cock, dancing so tantalizingly before me.

There were two sofa beds in the room, laid out in such a way to be intended to be used for occasions such as this. This adult resort plans ahead for everything, They were open and ready to go. Kelsey led Robert to one bed while Michael led me to the other one. My goodness, the butterflies in my stomach returned in spades. I realized I was about to let this man, this stranger who I'd just met, fuck me. It was about to happen. Oh, but I wanted it; I wanted him badly. I liked him ever since I first met him on the beach, and now I was going to have him.. 

"Here we are at last," he whispered in my ear.

"At long last," I agreed. "No more thin fabric over your cock; now I can see it, and touch it... we kissed.

I saw Robert with his head between Kelsey's thighs, evidently licking out her pussy. They weren't far away, but the angle hid his mouth from view; the bobbing of his head gave him away though. I felt a tinge of jealousy for Kelsey, more like envy for Robert, I guess. I wanted to lick Kelsey's pussy, too, I realized. Maybe I'll get the chance to do that later on, I thought. I wondered if I was turning lesbian or something, but I did find Kelsey very attractive. I had all I could do to keep my hands to myself when we were dancing with each other at the toga party. Her body felt so luscious bumping up against mine, and her breasts felt gorgeous swaying against mine with nothing but two sheets between us I wondered if she felt the same way about me. 

"I've wanted you ever since I saw you at the beach this morning," Michael exclaimed, bringing my mind back to our bed.

"I don't know if I wanted you then, but I sure couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight of your luscious cock in your tight swimsuit." I confessed.

"I wear my Speedos when I think I might be having a hard-on all the time. I was glad I was wearing them when I saw you; I'd have probably scared you away if I was naked." 

He smiled as he watched my hand nervously take hold of his cock to feel it. I began to slowly pump it up and down the way I do Robert's. He moaned with pleasure as he put his right hand on my left breast to feel the weight of it and flick my nipple with his thumb. It was my turn to moan. He began to caress both my breasts lovingly which made my pussy get so hot and wet for him. I was already wet but he had me flooding by then. 

"Your breasts are so beautiful, so perky, so bouncy, so kissable," he said with a husky voice.

I glanced over at Robert and Kelsey. His head was still bobbing up and down between her thighs, and I could tell she was enjoying his tongue very much. She was moaning, and looking at Robert's mouth on her pussy like it was the best thing since sliced bread.

"That's my man," I proudly thought to myself.

"You have gorgeous breasts. Kneel over my face. I want to lick your pussy while I play with your beautiful breasts," Michael said. 

He laid down and I knelt over his face like he asked. His hands felt good on my breasts, just like Robert's, but because he was someone new and different, it was more exciting for me. His moist tongue slipped down into my slit a little bit, but when his lips spread my outer lips apart and his tongue probed between my butterfly lips, it felt really good. I started to make slow fucking motions with my hips, gyrating my hips on his soft tongue to guide it to where it felt really good to me. I really liked it when his tongue was flat and just glided over my clit, making me squeal with delight, but Kelsey drowned me out.

"Right there, Robert, just like that," Kelsey said loudly. "Don't stop, I'm gonna cum.... Ah, cumming... ah... uh."

She was much quieter on the beach this morning when she had masturbated to get herself off. She was so quiet then, I wouldn't have known she was doing it if she hadn't told me. But tonight she voiced her feelings without reservation, and it fired up my imagination to where I could almost feel it, too. Then I realized I was feeling it, but it was my own orgasm coming on that I was feeling. It felt so good to cum in Michael's mouth as he laved my clit like that, I couldn't stay quiet myself. All I could see when I looked down as I climbed to the peak of Mount Orgasm was his blue eyes looking at me when I began to spasm. If his mouth wasn't full of my cunt, he would be smiling. The sight of it, and sounds around me, pushed me into a crashing orgasm. I tried to leave his nose free so he could breathe, but my pussy owned his mouth and tongue as I noisily ground out my orgasm to cum on his face. 

"Cumming, Cumming, Cumming... Oh, shit... so good." is all I could squeal. 

I kept feeding his mouth the slippery, wet folds of my pussy, hungry for more, my hips unwilling to stop their motion, but his hands pushed me down away from his luscious mouth toward his hips. I looked down and saw his throbbing cock just inches away. Yes! that's what I wanted, what I needed, what I had to have: Michael's beautiful cock in my pussy as far as it would go. It's not that Robert's cock wasn't enough for me, or that his lovemaking was lacking in anything, it's just that I was given the chance to try a new cock, and I was going to take advantage of it. Do you blame me? 

I moved my hips down farther and, without either one of us touching his cock; it easily found my fuck hole and slid right in. I straightened my back up and slowly slid my pussy down on his warm cock until it was embedded deeply in my hungry cunt. I savored the feeling of it sliding into me with delight. At long last, the cock I had been ogling, the cock I had been sneaking feels of, the cock I was fantasizing about all day, was now buried deeply within my greedy little pussy, and I was about to fuck myself silly on it.

"Ah, Michael, I have you in me at last," I whimpered. "It feels so beautiful, just like I knew it would."

He laid still beneath me for a bit to allow me squirm around on his stiff cock and relish the sensations it brought me. I moved my hips every which way just to feel the throbbing shaft within me.

Not that I was worried about it, but I looked over my shoulder at Robert to see how he was doing. He was on top of Kelsey on his elbows and knees with his cock sliding into her glistening pussy. I watched him slowly nudge it home up into the secret recesses of her love canal. 

Again I envied Robert, but felt so happy for him at the same time. I watched his cock sliding in and out of Kelsey's beautiful pussy. Did I say beautiful? Yes, to me Kelsey's pussy is beautiful because Kelsey is beautiful; there, I've said it. If I'm becoming a bisexual, so what; I'm enjoying every minute of it. 

I found it humorous to see Robert's snow white ass cheeks pumping up and down between Kelsey's legs, and his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. So that's what he looks like when he's fucking me. Damn, am I becoming a pervert or something, I foolishly wondered. I didn't really feel perverted; I felt more free, and honest, and natural than anything. I felt truly happy to be able to share such moments as this with the people I love. I love Robert with all my heart, there's no doubt about that, and even though I just met Michael and Kelsey, I felt love for them both also. How can something like that be considered perverted? Hate and jealousy is perverted. 

"Go for it, Baby! Fuck that beautiful pussy," I cheered in my mind.

Michael began upward thrusts with his hips to start the fucking motions of his cock in my cunt. I met his movements with movements of my own hips, matching him thrust for thrust. Ah, at last, Michael's beautiful cock is right inside my throbbing pussy, sliding in and out as his hips came up under me, and my hips came down in unison with his. My pussy was so wet at that moment, I could hear it making squelching noises as his cock plunged inward up my love channel. The slap, slap, slap of our hips coming together, and the squish, squish, squish noises we made were nearly drowned out by my grunts and moans of pleasure. Like an echo, those same noises were coming from the other bed. 

I had never done anything like this before in my whole life. Whenever I made love before, it was always behind closed doors! I would never even talk about my sex life with anyone, let alone have sex with someone else in the room. Now here I am, fucking a stranger while Robert is doing the same thing in a bed just five feet away! This has to be one of the hottest moments of my entire sex life. 

"Ah, yeah... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... " I yelled to encourage not only Michael, but also Robert and Kelsey as well.

I looked over my shoulder to watch Robert and Kelsey, fucking in the missionary position, their noises vying ours for volume, while I was fucking in a cowgirl position, riding Michael fast and hard.

"Turn around, but try to keep me inside you if you can," Michael said. "I want to look at your beautiful ass while I fuck you."

I suspended my fucking movements while I slowly turned around on Michael's cock, keeping its head in my fuck hole. When I got turned around, I resumed my fuck movements to the great delight of us both. The squish, squish, slap, slap noises resumed. I bent forward to see Michael's cock in between my pussy lips, appearing and disappearing as we fucked, his balls nudging against my clit with every thrust. I was so high on pleasure, I felt in danger of passing out.

I looked up to see my fiance', Robert, fucking our new friend, Kelsey, with fast and furious strokes while she drummed his lower back with her heels to urge him on. I could tell it wasn't going to be long for them. I could feel it wasn't going to be long for me also. 

I wanted to cum, but I also wanted this fuck to last forever, it was so beautiful. Cum or not, I was determined to make Michael cum deep inside my birth canal, right against the door to my womb. I suppose it's the natural instinct to procreate that makes that desire so strong in a woman, but it could not be denied in me. Every millisecond of this fuck was consciously devoted to that end for me. 

I could hear quite clearly the noisy entrance of the other couple's ride of the white water rapids of orgasm until they finally reached the calm, still waters at the end. I was watching them but wasn't seeing them, I was too engrossed in the feelings of my own impending orgasm for them to register. I was like a man watching a football game on TV while his wife talks to him; he hears her talking but doesn't hear a word she said. 




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My moans turned into a pleading chant.

"Oh, cum, cum, cum, cum, cum..." I went on.

Suddenly I was there. Michael's balls nudging against my clit, his turgid cock rubbing against my g-spot as it slid in and out of me, the erotic sounds from the other bed, all served to push me over the top. I felt it begin at my clit, and shuddered as I felt it ripple through my body, like a rock thrown into a calm pond, wave after wave after wave. The clenching muscles of my cunt as my spasms lasted and lasted served to bring Michael over the top. He groaned in defeat as though he were trying to hold back but couldn't any longer. Finally he began to jerk and buck with deep groans, his cock swelled and then bounced as it shot forth ropes of pearly pecker juice. I lowered myself to him tightly so his cock head was pressed tightly against my cervix, feeling every twitch of his splendid cock as it bestowed in me its life producing juices.

We remained motionless for a while as we calmed down in our orgasmic afterglow. His cock deflated enough to where it began to slip out of me. I slowly got off him and sat at the foot of the bed with my legs spread apart, still relishing the feelings of my orgasm echoing in my pussy.

I looked up and saw Robert and Kelsey sitting at the sides of their bed. I looked into Kelsey's eyes and realized she was staring at my pussy with a hungry gaze. Was it real, or was I imagining it? I still had interest for Kelsey and really wanted to know if she felt something also. I spread my legs more and felt my pussy lips squint open to let the trapped fluids begin to leak out. I smiled warmly at Kelsey.

"He sure does cum a lot, doesn't he," I exclaimed.

Without saying a word, Kelsey got up and stood in front of me, between my knees. She gazed warmly, lovingly, actually longingly into my eyes.

"Let me clean you up by sucking it out of you; I really want to," she almost begged. 

My heart did flips and fluttered in my chest.

"Oh, yes, Kelsey, I want you to," I whimpered. 

I laid back, propped up on my elbows, and watched her lovely lips make contact with my swollen pussy lips. It was a dream come true seeing Kelsey's pretty face between my thighs as her lips pried my pussy lips farther apart, and her tongue entered my fuck hole to lick up the juices. Her soft, feminine lips in my pussy felt so wonderful, it was amazing. She sucked very gently to draw out more fluids, so I pushed to expel whatever juices I could to flow from me. She licked a little bit, then raised her head up over me with her tongue extended, a pearly drop of Michael's cum on the tip of it. I opened my mouth to accept the offering. She lowered her mouth to mine where I swallowed the pearly drop of cum, then swirled my tongue around hers to clean it up as well. 

"I want to taste your pussy," I said, the lust in my voice making it sound like a demand. "I've never tasted a woman before, but I've got to get my lips on those luscious folds between your legs." 

I laid flat on my back when Kelsey turned and lifted her leg over my head. We were now in the classic sixty-nine position where Kelsey resumed her tonguing my pussy. I studied the feminine folds before my eyes and at my fingertips. Here it is; here's the pussy that has intrigued me since we met, and I could touch it, feel it, kiss it, and lick it, if I wanted to. The first thing I did was to extend my tongue and lick between her pouting lips one time. I felt her relax, and offer herself to me completely. The next pass of my tongue went deeper and slower between her brownish butterfly lips as I savored the womanly nectar found there and only there on a woman. It was delicious. My next lick went from the very edge of her fuck hole, down the full length of her wet lips to her joy button which I knew was swollen and sensitive from fucking. I licked lazily around the edges of the pearl nestled in her long hood covering. 

"Yeah, Ashley, right there, just like that," she said, giving me encouragement. 

I felt her tongue working expertly in my pussy, I knew right away this is something she's done before, probably many times before. I loved what her tongue was doing to me and offered her a few words of encouragement myself. 

"Oh, Kelsey, your tongue feels so good in my pussy, please don't stop." 

I noticed Robert and Michael sitting on the other bed watching us as if we were there to put on a show for them. They leisurely played with their cocks as they relaxed and became stimulated by watching us. I didn't care what they were doing actually, I just wanted to keep on doing what I was doing. Robert gave me a big smile and a thumbs-up sign.

"You're doing great, Ashley," Michael said, "so sexy."

I went back to licking Kelsey's sexy pussy and put everything else out of my mind; I was just too busy enjoying myself to think of other things. I had never licked a pussy before, and it was such a new and enjoyable thing for me to be doing, I felt like a child turned loose in a toy store; I didn't know what to do first. I was lucky there weren't that many different things to do so I finally got around to doing them all. I soon realized she liked my tongue to enter her for a little bit, then to lick all around her clit, but not on it too hard. 

I was used to the way Robert licked my pussy, which was very nice, but Kelsey did some things down there that Robert never thought of. Well, he didn't have a pussy like Kelsey has, so how could he know? She licked me around my clit a little bit, then put her tongue on it flat and began to hum. She soon had me on the edge doing that, but when she suddenly stuck two fingers into my fuck hole up as far as they would go, an orgasm exploded within me, making me cry out and stiffen up. I shuddered and trembled until it had passed.

"Wow, I never knew a girl could make another girl cum like that," I panted.

"Flick your tongue lightly and rapidly over my clit now, Ash, and I'll cum for you," she said.

"Like this?" 

I proceeded to flick my tongue as lightly and as rapidly as I possibly could on her shiny clit, both up and down and sideways, like I knew it would feel good on me.

"Oh, yeah, Ash, just like that! Oh, my god, what a talented tongue you have. Fucking lick my cunt just like that." 

I was so pleased that I could give my new friend so much pleasure at so little expense to me, in fact, I was enjoying it probably as much as she was. I doubled my efforts to please her, but mostly because I was enjoying eating pussy so much. I'm really thrilled by doing this, I realized, and I'll do it every chance I get from now on. I hope Robert doesn't mind, but it's just something I love doing. Judging by the look on his face, he won't mind one bit, in fact, he was enjoying the hell out of watching us. 

"Ah... Ah... Uh... Ah..." is all Kelsey could say as my tongue on her clit brought her to a shuddering orgasm. I moved away from her clit, but continued to lick the excess juices from her beautiful cunt as she squirmed and thrashed on top of me. I licked, lapped, and swallowed the delicious feminine juices as I cleaned her folds, leaving her clean and relaxed. Yep, a girl could easily get used to doing this stuff, that's for sure. 

Kelsey got up off of me and kissed me passionately on my mouth. I kissed her back just as passionately while fondling her breasts. I guessed both guys realized that I was fully bisexual by now. 

"Wow, Ashley, you're quite the tigress in bed, aren't you," she smiled.

"I never knew it until just now, but you brought out the girl lover in me," I confessed. "You're so sweet and so beautiful, I couldn't help but make love to you." 

"Well, I liked you instantly when I first saw you. You're so young and pretty; and so innocent acting, I couldn't wait until I could get you to do this." 

"Ahem... Does anyone have use for these now, or have they become obsolete?" Michael kidded, waving his stiff cock around, offering it to whoever.

"What do you think, should we?" I joked to Kelsey.

"Well, it is bigger than a finger, and comes with its own fertilizing system," Kelsey quipped, "I think we can keep them around."

"There's someone here I haven't had sex with all day, and I'm dying to give him a good fuck," I said, looking at Robert. 

"The freshness of the newbie brings new ideas to the swing party: have sex with your own partner," Michael chuckled. "Now why didn't I think of that?" 

"I think that's a charming idea," Kelsey smiled.

"I hope that's not against the rules," Robert said, looking worried.

"There's no rules in swinging that I know of," Michael replied. "You just do as you want to do, and don't do what you don't want to do. If you don't try to make someone do what they don't want to do, you'll be okay."

"Is that what I am, a swinger?" I asked.

"Mm, I'd say," Kelsey quipped.

"Ashley, Hon, you are one of the best swingers I've ever met," Michael stated emphatically, "and I've met a lot." 

"Oh, I just started this stuff today," I scoffed. "I'm such a square."

"Dear, swinging is not a matter of longevity, it's a matter of attitude. You just keep doing what you're doing and enjoy yourself," Michael explained. 

"Husband, are you going to come and fuck me and let Robert and Ashley make love, or what?" Kelsey grinned.

"I wouldn't miss the chance," Michael chuckled.

"I have to confess to you guys, Robert and I aren't legally married, does that offend you? We just tell everyone that I'm his wife to keep the men from hitting on me so damn much, you know? If the men think I'm still single, they start badgering me every five minutes," I confessed.

"My god, no," Kelsey spoke up. "I understand completely. You never said you were married, but sometimes it's necessary to tell a little white lie."

"That's the price you pay for being so pretty and sexy, Ashley," Michael observed. "While I can't fault the men very much for being human, I don't blame you one bit for trying to keep it under control."

Robert and I laid down on our bed and began to make love just like we do at home, but this time it was different. This time we could watch another handsome couple make love five feet away from us at the same time. It was so much better this way, so much more stimulating. As I watched Kelsey gyrate her hips while riding Michael in a cowgirl position, Robert was on top of me on his elbows so his full weight wouldn't be on me, working his cock in and out of my wet pussy so deliciously. The erotic visions in the other bed plus Robert whispering 'I love you' in my ear while we fucked soon served to bring me over the edge, bringing me to the strongest orgasm of the evening. 

I woke up the next morning and distinctly smelled fresh brewed coffee. I stretched and realized I was alone in the bed. No big surprise there, I'm just not a morning person. I looked around and found Robert and Michael sitting at the breakfast table with Kelsey beginning to fry what smelled like bacon and eggs. I realized I was naked and reflexively pulled a sheet up to cover myself. Then seeing the others naked, and remembering what I had done in these beds the previous night, I dropped the sheet and got out of bed, though I did still feel self- conscious about being naked. I guess it takes time to really get used to it.

"Good morning, Sunshine," Robert smiled. 

"Good morning, everyone," I groggily responded. 

I looked around for my clothes then remembered, the only thing I was wearing last night was a sheet as a toga. Well, it was warm and soon will get even warmer, so the heck with my clothes, I figured. I noticed though, that my pussy lips were a little puffy and my inner lips were getting damp just from being naked in front of the men. 

"Can a naked girl sit at your table?" I asked. 

"A pretty, naked girl like you can sit anywhere she wants to," replied Michael. "Come, join us." 

I sat down with them as Kelsey set food on the table. We dug in and had the platter empty in a jiffy. 

"Mm, this is so delicious," I said with a mouth full of toast and jelly.

"That's mango jelly, they sell it at the souvenir shop. Say, why don't we go shopping this morning, want to?" she said, looking at me. 

"Oh, no, I can't; I haven't a thing to wear," I recoiled. "I couldn't go shopping naked!" 

"We'll wear our togas. They were good enough last night; they'll be good enough for us this morning. Come on." she urged. 

"Well... alright," I gave in. "You want to go, Honey?" 

"Nah, Mike and I will go to the beach and play volleyball or something," Robert answered. "You go and have fun." 

After breakfast, Kelsey and I cleaned up the kitchen and put on our togas. I went with her to the souvenir shop she was telling me about. It sold: film, sunglasses, postcards, sunscreen, wines, cheeses, crackers, jellies; you know, all the necessary things in life when you're on vacation. They also had a huge bathing suit section in the back full of adorable bikinis. Kelsey picked one out for me and had me go and try it on. It was made up of mostly seven or eight pieces of yarn, and almost enough material to make a handkerchief with. 

"You actually expect me to wear this?" I questioned as I stood in front of her in it. 

"Oh, Ashley, you look stunning!" she gushed. "It covers just enough of you to make you look obscene," she giggled. "The dark green color compliments your red hair so well." 

"Is there enough of it to see a color?" I quipped. 

"Oh, hush now," she chuckled. "I think I'll buy one for myself. Red would go with my dark hair." 

"I think this bright blue one would suit you. It would really set of you eyes and dark hair, if their gaze ever came up that far." 

"Ooooo, yeah! I'll just get both of them."

"Oh, shit!" I exclaimed, hardly above a whisper. 

"What's the matter?" Kelsey said, looking around.

"Robert's cousin is here!" I said, still whispering loudly.

"Robert's cousin? Male or female?" she joked.

"The black haired girl in the black bikini, that's Robert's cousin." 

"Well, let's go over and say hello; I'd like to meet her," she smiled.

"I can't do that! She'd ask me what I'm doing here; I'd be mortified." 

"Then you ask her what she's doing here," she shrugged. "It will probably be the same thing you're doing here. What is so bad about that?" 

"But she's family!" I exclaimed. 

"Look, you're not going to be able to avoid her for long, this place isn't that big," Kelsey reasoned. "Sooner or later she'll run into you. You need to speak to her right now and get it over with." 

"I'm almost crying though," I whimpered. 

"It's okay. Just take a deep breath, put all scary thoughts out of your head, get in mind what you're going to say, then walk up to her and shake her hand. Go ahead, do it." 

I wanted to but I just couldn't move.

"She's getting closer. Are you going to let her see you hiding like a coward, or are you going to get up and speak to her?" 

That was all it took. I stood up took a deep breath and composed myself. When I stepped around the clothes rack our eyes met and her face turned white. I almost teased her but remembered how I felt a minute ago. 

"Tracy! How good to see you here." I said, becoming relaxed now. "This is my good friend, Kelsey. Kelsey, this is Robert's cousin, Tracy." 

"H... How do you do?" Tracy stammered, shaking hands. "Is Robert here?"

"Yeah, he's on the beach playing volleyball, more like watching as many naked women as he can," I quipped.

My joking made her calm her nerves a bit. She was actually a pretty girl, though just a bit chunky. I wonder why I didn't notice that before.

"I'll tell you what, let us help you finish your shopping, then let's go to the beach and find Robert. He'll be surprised to see you, I'll bet," Kelsey suggested. "Ask him what he's doing in a place like this?"

"Alright, that sounds like fun," Tracy giggled. 

The short walk back to the beach was a quiet one; no one wanted to say something which could lead to something embarrassing. We were all wearing our new micro-bikini swim suit which we had just purchased. If I looked as good as the other two girls with me, we were three hot chicks.

As I suspected, Robert and Michael sat looking at the naked women walking up and down the beach as we walked up behind them.

"Look who I found in the souvenir shop, Honey." I said, loudly enough to startle him. 

He looked over his shoulder, and jumped up when he saw his cousin Tracy standing there with us. It's a good thing he got his swimming trunks and put them on, or he really would have been embarrassed. 

"Tracy!" he chocked. "What... I mean... who are you here with?" 

"If you were going to ask me what I'm doing here, I was going to ask you the same thing, Cuz," she smiled. "Paul brought me here." 

"Paul... my boss?" Robert asked. 

"Yeah, who else would bring me to a place like this? He's been hounding me for over a year to come here with him, so I finally gave in and let him talk me into it." 

"He gave us a weeks paid vacation to come here," Robert said, putting two and two together.

"Ha! He's been trying to get into Ashley's panties ever since he met her. I guess he figured this was an easy way for him to do that," Tracy remarked. "That's why he insisted I come this week."

"I knew he was a womanizer, but I didn't think he could be that sleazy and devious," Robert muttered. 

"Well, Honey, his method may be questionable, but he's basically a nice guy. He did give us this vacation, no questions asked, and he's done a lot of other nice things for you. Don't be too hard on him." 

"Jeez, Ashley, do you have sexy thoughts for him too?" he asked with a tinge of jealousy.

"Baby, I never had sexy thoughts about anyone, except you -until we came to this place. Think about it, if he gives you an opportunity to get to Tracy, and he gets to me, what are you out? Have you lost anything?" 

"But you're my wife, well... fiancee. 

"Yes, just like Kelsey's Michael's wife. Think what it could do to your job if we don't go along with him; no, think what it could do for your job if we do go along with him. Talk about job security." 

"It's none of my business; you guys have to work it out between you, but she has made some very good points, Robert," Kelsey spoke up. 

"Yeah, but... Paul and Ashley?"

"Like... you and Kelsey?" Michael smiled, but I could tell he was serious.

"Aw, come on, Honey, don't be jealous," I pleaded. You promised you wouldn't be, remember? 

"What's the matter, Cuz? Don't you like me?" Tracy said.

"Aw, Jeez, you all make me feel... no, I am being a hypocrite.

"There you go, Hon. As long as we're here, it doesn't matter what we do. When we get home though, there will be nothing going on between Paul and I, unless you want there to be. Let's forget about the sneaky trick he played, and treat him the same as everyone else while we're here." 

"Words of wisdom, my friend," Michael exclaimed. 

"You do like me, don't you, Robert?" Tracy asked. "Don't you think I'm sexy?"

"Of course I like you, Tracy, but you're my cousin. Cousins don't have sexy thoughts for their cousins."

"I've had sexy thoughts about you for a while now," Tracy said. "You're a handsome guy, Rob." 

"You've had sexy thoughts about me, Tracy?" Robert exclaimed, his mouth wide open.

"Yeah, I have, Robert," Tracy said in a gravely serious voice. "Sorry, Ashley, but I used to picture Rob and I naked in bed and fucking while I masturbated till I cum like crazy."

"Well, I guess it shouldn't be so bad then," Robert smiled, "Bring Paul around and have a beer with us. Anything special going on tonight?" 

"There's a clambake on the beach tonight," Kelsey said. "There'll be a big bonfire and we'll sit around and fill up on roasted clams." 

"And if someone tickles your fancy, you can take them down the beach a ways and tickle each others fancy," Michael chuckled.




Swinging Square Ch. 02



*

The bonfire was big enough to see the people's faces sitting around, but not so big as to make it hot. I sat with Robert, Kelsey sat with Michael, and Paul sat with Tracy. Paul surprised me by being the perfect gentleman, exhibiting good taste and good manners all evening. When he came by earlier this evening, he didn't try to cop a feel or grab a kiss, he just gave me a friendly hug. I began to wonder if he was losing his nerve. I was prepared to put him off if I had to, but I was trying to be perfectly at ease, though I knew sooner or later, Paul would make his move on me. 

Someone tapped me: "Excuse me, would you like to join me and my wife and daughter?" 

It was Willis, the Man I met at the toga party last night. I looked across the fire and saw his wife Sylvia waving at me. Cindy, her daughter, and her daughter's husband was sitting there also. I waved back to them; I met them at the toga party as well.

"I'm sorry, but I want to stay with Robert, and my friends here."

"Why don't the four of you come join us," Michael suggested. "Meet the new folks to our group." 

"A splendid idea," Willis beamed, waving at his wife to come over here and join us.

They came over and sat with us, and soon the racy talk among us gave way everything we did with each other the night before, making it apparent just how well we knew each other.

Paul smiled happily when he was introduced as part of our group. He's not a bashful man, but he seemed rather nervous and tense, up until this point. It didn't take long for the conversation to reveal that Cindy was Willis and Sylvia's daughter and her husband, Jason, was of course, the son. Tracy leaned in to talk low to Robert and I.

"They're father, mother, daughter, and son, having sex, and you're worried about us being cousins, Robert?" 

"I'm sorry. It really doesn't make any difference, does it." 

"To me it damn sure don't. I'm horny, is there someplace we could go?" Tracy asked. 

"There's a rock jetty down the beach a ways, and some sand dunes for a little bit of privacy," Kelsey said, overhearing the question. "Why don't we all just move our party down there."

We picked up our beach mats, and the ten of us strolled down the beach at a leisurely pace. We walked along in a crowd, not paired up with anyone in particular. We didn't know where we were going, but we knew when we got there. Kelsey stopped and spread out her beach mat among some sand dunes. The rest of us girls did the same.

What do five horny women do when there's five horny men around to fuck them? -We sat down on our mats and let the men make the first move. No surprise when Paul spread his mat out beside mine and sat beside me.

"First off, Ash, I want to apologize for tricking you into being here," Paul said softly.

"Hey, listen, maybe what you did was kind of sneaky and underhanded, but it's alright. I'm having the time of my life here, getting into the swing of things at your expense, so to speak. Actually, it was kind of funny what you did when you look back on it," I said. 

"I'm glad you have a sense of humor, and that you're not mad at me." 

I saw Michael sit on his mat beside Tracy a few yards away. She greeted him with a big smile and open arms. The moon was getting smaller but still gave plenty of light. I had no idea who Robert was with then.

"How could I be mad at you when Robert and I are here on your tab?" I said. "I'm grateful to you, though Rob was a little upset about it. "Don't worry though, he's fine now."

"I'm glad he's not mad at me. He's a good employee, and I'd hate to lose him. Don't get me wrong, but I'd rather lose you than lose him, if you know what I mean." 

"We're not mad at you, Paul."

Wondering if he was going to talk all night, I laid down and took his cock in my hand. It was hard, but not really throbbing hard yet. He leaned down to kiss me on the lips, his hand coming up to feel my breasts. 

Knowing what a good lover Michael is, I knew what the cries and moans coming from Tracy were all about. I could hear other sounds of love making among the dunes, including Robert saying, "Oh, Baby!"

After Paul understood that I wasn't mad at him, he started making love to me with no problem. His cock swelled to full hardness and began to throb; his hand worked on one breast while his mouth worked on the other one.

"Ah, Ashley, how long I've wanted to get a look at these lovely breasts. You drove me crazy every time I saw you." 

"Oh, they're just titties," I giggled

"To you they're just titties, but to the beholder, they're one sexy pair of mammary glands," he said.

He turned and kissed his way down my belly to my mound. Swinging his leg over my head, we were now in the classic sixty-nine position with him on top. He didn't shove his cock into my mouth, which I appreciated, he just held it there for me to kiss, lick, and suck on as I wanted to, while his tongue and lips worked wonders in my wet pussy. 

"Right there, Paul. Right there," I said as his tongue found the underside of my clit.

He really wasn't a bad guy, I realized, as I took his nice, throbbing cock deep as I could get it in my mouth. He was a womanizer like most men, sure, but sometimes he tried a little too hard to get the girl which made him look, well, nerdy. He was a good love-maker, there was no problem there. He sure knew how to lick my pussy, and he was gentle with his cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the velvety head of his cock, making him moan aloud with pleasure. His tongue moving all around my clit made me squeal in ecstasy. I took his cock in my mouth as far as I could get it, and tried several times to deep throat him, but each time I started to gag a little. I loved the feel of his cock buried deep in my mouth, though I really wanted to feel him in my pussy. 

"Fuck me now, Paul," I said. 

He didn't wait for me to say it again. He spun around over me, and kneeled between my legs. He moved back so his shadow in the moonlight wasn't hiding the view of my pussy, and pumped his cock a little bit.

"I can't see much here in the dark, but what I can see is heavenly, Ashley," he said. "You're just beautiful." 

"Well, fuck me until daybreak, then you can see better," I joked. 

Paul slid his cock head up and down in between my pussy lips to stimulate my clit, and to get my juices smeared around on his cock. I felt his velvety cock head pause at the entrance of my fuck hole. Now was the time for me to stop him from fucking me if I was going to, ah, but I didn't want to stop him. I really wanted him to fuck me. It seemed like a long time waiting, but soon he pushed forward, sliding his cock slowly up into my love canal, lodging it deeply within my pussy.

"Ah... I'm in. I'm in your pussy, Ashley! I'm going to fuck you now. Oh, god..." 

"Alright, Paul, fuck me now. Fuck me with your big cock. Make me cum." 

Paul's cock really wasn't that big, maybe the size of Robert and Michael or even a little bit smaller. I just said it was a big cock to make him feel good. I'm such a liar, I know, but as long as it's for a good reason, a little white lie doesn't hurt anything. His cock felt really good in me just the same as he steadily fucked it in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his hips and urged him on, my pussy making squelching noises as he went in and out. 

Michael and Tracy finished up and sat to rest a bit, but then got up and left. We weren't alone for very long though, because Tracy returned with another guy, I couldn't tell who right away, but then recognized him. It was Robert. Robert shook the sand off the mats and put them down closer to Paul and I. I didn't know quite what to make of that, but they both laid down not very far away from us, and started to make out. 

I knew Robert was watching Paul and I fuck, but I was watching him and Tracy, too. Tracy started by giving Robert a blow job. It was a stimulating thing to see, though I couldn't see very well in just the moonlight. I could see Tracy's head bobbing up and down on her cousin's cock, which made my pussy cream with delight. I felt my orgasm come on me, starting at my clit, and spread from my nose to my toes. I squealed in delight. 

"Did you just cum?" Paul asked me. 

"Shit, yeah." I replied.

He pulled his cock out of me and got me up on my hands and knees. I noticed Robert had Tracy on her hands and knees also, and was entering her from behind. I flinched when I felt Paul's cock graze over my asshole because I don't do that. Then I relaxed when he nudged his cock against my pussy lips, parted them, and slid gracefully into my love tunnel. He began fucking me like a man on a mission. I heard a slap of hands as Paul and Robert gave each other a high-five.

"Alright, Bro! You the man," Robert said.

They say that old habits are hard to break, and I know that's true first hand because it wasn't long until Paul and Robert were trying to outdo each other in fucking, seeing which one could make his partner cum first. It was so obvious I almost laughed, but it felt so good I didn't say anything. Paul hadn't cum yet so he'd probably be the first to pop, although one ejaculation doesn't seem to slow Robert down very much, so it was a tossup but I was pulling for Paul.

"Come on, Paul, you lazy shit, fuck me like a man," I teased. "Put a little back into it." 

"Fuck me, Robert," Tracy called. "Come on, fuck your little cousin who adores you, who wants to feel your cum squirting in her." 

I winked at Tracy when we looked at each other, and smiled a naughty smile at her. The energetic fucking I was getting plus the dirty talk going on soon had me getting close to the top. 

"I'm getting close, Paul. Hold on until I cum, Baby," I said. "You can let it go when I cum." 

"I'm almost there, Robert. So close, gonna cum," Tracy said truthfully by the sound of her voice.

Tracy's words spurred me on towards my orgasm; our grunts and groans getting louder with every slap of hips on our ass cheeks. 

Rob is the kind of guy who can hold back a while for you, but when he gets too excited he tends to lose it. Fucking his pretty cousin right next to his boss and best friend, Paul, fucking me was too much for Robert. Rob gasped and grunted as he pumped several wads of cum deep into Tracy's pussy, which pushed her over the top into the control of a crashing orgasm. Rob just hung on as Tracy squealed and squirmed in his clutches.

Tracy's noisy orgasm brought me over the top, and I started to twitch and shudder as the crest of my cum crashed through my body leaving me shaking and quivering on my hands and knees. I felt Paul's cock knock against my cervix as it seemed to jump a few times, then let forth a torrent of cum in eight or ten throbbing spasms, filling my pussy with his gooey cum. 

"Ah, shit, I'm cumming, cum, cum, AH!" Paul cried out as he came.

"Oh, shit! Did you just cum in my wife?" Robert asked. "I hope you didn't knock her up."

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Ashley, I thought you were on the pill." Paul squeaked in horror. 

"I am on the pill, Paul. He's just trying to pull your chain," I giggled.

"In the first place she ain't your wife, not yet anyway, she's your fiancee. Paul came back. "And anyway, you just came in my fiancee, so there."

"You're fiancee? I didn't know you two were engaged," Rob exclaimed, looking a little worried himself.

"Well, if you would kindly take your cock out of her long enough for me to propose, I'll take care of that situation right now."

"Well, get your cock out of my fiancee and get over here and propose to her then." Robert joked. 

By this time everyone had gathered around to see what all the noise was about. Paul went to Tracy and knelt on one knee before her. He held her hand and looked a moment into her eyes. 

"Tracy, I just realized how much you mean to me. I love you with all my heart and soul, and want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?"

Tracy, in the midst of all her tears, managed to squeak out a "Yes." 

The people standing around broke into a round of applause for them. Paul took Tracy in his arms and kissed her lovingly. Then I kissed Paul and Rob kissed Tracy to congratulate them. 

Rob and I stepped back to let others congratulate the proud couple as well. 

"Well, what do you think?" I said.

"What do I think about what?" he replied. 

Will things be the same ole' same ole' when we get back home, or will things be different now?" 

"You mean, will we be doing what we did here?" He catches on fast. 

"Yes. What do you want to do when we get home?" I asked. 

"Well, now that it will be all in the family, I don't know of any reason why we can't keep on swinging with Tracy and Paul. Do you?"

"I can't think of a reason, Dear, not one reason at all," I smiled. "They say incest is best when you keep it in the family." 

******



Swinging Square Ch. 03



Swinging Square, 03

* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

* All characters are eighteen years old or older.

* The story is narrated by a nineteen year old girl in her own words, therefore the entire story is dialogue.

* This is an erotic story with twelve characters, not just a one page, two character porn scene. If you don't like this kind of a story, maybe you should read a different one. 

* The characters are: Ashley, 19; Robert, 22; Kelsey, 28; Michael, 30; Tracy, 20; Paul 29; Willis, 50; Sylvia, 45; Cindy, 20; Jason, 21; Roy, 30; Heather, 35.

* Civil comments and feedback are welcome, but insulting, flaming remarks will be deleted. Thank you.

* Thanks to griffdalton for the feedback on Ch. 01 giving a suggestion which I included in this story.

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After Robert and I decided we would continue swinging when we get back home from this adult only, clothing optional, swingers resort (that we were tricked into coming to), we sealed our agreement with a kiss. It had been a busy night so far.

We were standing in the sand dunes with a moon shining bright enough to cast shadows on the sand. Our friends were scattered around us, some still standing, some sitting on their beach mats, along with Robert's cousin, Tracy, and his boss and friend, Paul. 

Paul had, just minutes ago, proposed to Tracy and she happily accepted, so now Paul would not only be his boss, but would soon be his cousin by marriage. That's no different from the norm; our home town is so small, everyone is related to someone in it, however most very distantly. It was kind of strange to witness a proposal right in the middle of a swinging beach party, like Paul had just done, but hey, when the time is ripe, why wait. Right? Why Paul waited so long to settle down and get married is anybody's guess. Gee, maybe we can have a double wedding.

Willis, a man I had met at the toga party our first night here, came up to me. He is the one with the nine inch cock, the first cock besides Robert that I held in my hand and let cum in my mouth. 

"Would you share my mat with me?" he asked. 

I understand in swinging you only do what you want to do; you're not obligated to do anything if you don't want to do it. Though Willis was old enough to be my father, that didn't bother me, he was handsome and I was curious to see how his nine inch cock would feel in my pussy.

"Okay," I smiled at him. 

I held his hand as we walked around the dune to his beach mat. It was actually four beach mats placed together. I laid down on the end one and Willis laid beside me. He reminded me of Clark Gable when he looked down at me and put a hand on my breast.

"You are a beautiful young woman, you know," he said softly. 

"Thank you. You're a handsome man." I was looking at his semi-hard cock.

Remembering our first time together at the toga party when I was so new and nervous, he had to tell me what to do each step of the way, well, I took some initiative and took his cock in my hand this time. It was about half hard, but as I stroked it and he felt my breasts, it gradually got all the way up. 

The dimly lit bar wasn't much better than the bright moonlight for seeing things, and I still couldn't get a good look at it, but it felt really big in my hand. It not only was an inch or two longer than Robert's, but noticeably bigger around. It didn't feel as hard as Robert gets though. 

"You're more relaxed tonight than you were at the party." he observed.

"That was the first time I'd ever done anything like that," I explained. "I've had two more new cocks since then so I'm getting more used to the idea I guess. Sorry if I wasn't any good." 

"Ah, that wasn't it; I had way too much to drink that night." 

"Who have you been with tonight; I'd like to know who I'm tasting." 

"I was with Kelsey earlier. Oooo, that's nice."

My face was down just inches away from his cock so I could get a look at it. When he said Kelsey I took it into my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft as far as I could go. I remembered how much more it filled my mouth, so I was prepared for it this time. I laved the underside of his cock studiously, getting a faint taste of Kelsey. 

"Ah, your little tongue feels so good," he sighed.

I sucked his cock a little bit longer, but I really wanted to feel it in my pussy. I soon got over him on my knees, and guided his cock head to my wet love channel. As I began to lower myself on it, I could tell right away it was bigger than what I'm used to. It went in me, but it was a tighter fit than usual. I coaxed it in me a little at a time, enjoying it completely until finally, I was full to the max.

Willis groaned as his cock slid up into my wet love tunnel, and he caressed my hips and thighs as I took charge. I fucked his big cock slowly at first until I got stretched open more, then gradually increased my speed. I was relieved to think how a pussy can get stretched out, especially at childbirth, but it always returns to normal pretty much. This thought let me fuck the big cock with abandon. It was very enjoyable, and made me feel stuffed to the gills, but it was a good feeling. 

Kelsey laid down right beside us there on the mats, then Paul laid down beside her. She and I touched each other in greeting. Kelsey and Michael are the first people Robert and I met at this resort, so we're fond of them; but since Kelsey introduced me to the joys of girl on girl fun, I'm especially fond of her. They both were our mentors in this swinging stuff. Well, Kelsey and Paul wasted no time in getting down to business. It was plain to see they didn't come to talk. 

I myself was busy engorging myself on Willis' big cock, which began to feel less stretching and more pleasing. As I concentrated on fucking the swollen cock thrusting deep within my pussy, I could feel the nerves in my body tighten and quiver, setting the stage for a wonderful orgasm. My juices were allowing the big cock to slide in and out of me effortlessly as I gyrated my hips around while I lifted and lowered myself on that monster tool. 

"You may be new at swinging but you sure know how to ride a cock, Cowgirl," Willis said. 

I leaned forward to allow Willis to reach my breasts easier; I like my breasts to be played with while I fuck. 

"Play with my titties," I told him. 

He gladly took my breasts in his hands and tweaked my nipples for me while I continued to fuck his cock to my delight. My hips were churning as I rode him cowgirl style. My arms were straight, supporting my weight, and Kelsey reached up to caress my upper arm. I don't know if she was encouraging me, or if she was getting a vicarious thrill from my fucking, but her caress felt beautiful to me. I smiled at her in acknowledgement. 

"I want you next," she whispered. 

I couldn't hear her but I read her lips, and winked at her in agreement. The cock in me was feeling so good I was moaning and whimpering with great pleasure. I was steadily climbing my way closer to the top, on my way to Mount Orgasm. Kelsey continued to caress my arm to receive an empathetic share in my sexual high. I could hear the slap, slap and squish, squish noises as Paul plowed into Kelsey's joy box, and her soft moans of delight, which helped heighten my pleasure tremendously. I slid up and down, up and down Willis' big cock shaft until, finally, I felt the tingling shudders of my orgasm slamming through my body. I let out a few involuntary cries of pleasure. 

"Ah... Ah... Uh... Ah... Uh..." I moaned, letting everyone know when I came. 

I paused long enough for my spasms of release to die down, then resumed my fucking motions. Wanting to get off himself, Willis matched my hip movements with thrusts of his own. Now our hips were making slapping sounds and my pussy, from being so wet, was making squelching sounds also.

"Yeah, Baby, ride that cock just like that," Willis moaned.

Kelsey let go of my arm when I came and concentrated on her own approaching orgasm. She and Paul were very close to cumming, judging by the noise they were making. I watched them cum as I rode Willis hard to my next orgasm. Kelsey is so beautiful with her dark chestnut hair and big brown eyes, but when she cums, she stares off into space with her eyes bigger yet, making her even more beautiful. 

"Ah, yes, Paul, you're making me cum. Ah, yes... Ah..." she wailed.

Paul was right behind her with an orgasm of his own as he jerked and twitched, his cock buried deep in her pussy. 

"Ah, yeah! Fuck, yeah!" Paul groaned.

They laid there, still connected as they came down from their high. She put her hand on my thigh very near the top and watched as my pussy swallowed and released Willis' big cock. Her touch so close to my most intimate place spurred me on to another orgasm. This time, Willis was right there with me. 

"Oh, Ashley, I'm going to cum. Um... Um... Ah."

"Me too, Willis," I whimpered.

As my orgasm began, Kelsey slid her hand up for her fingers to touch my clit, tickling it with her fingertips, helping my orgasm to crash through my body. We rested in a post orgasmic afterglow until everyone was calm and collected. 

Willis softened and fell out of me, letting my pussy walls return to normal size. Paul rolled off of Kelsey and we all stood on our feet.

"You look so beautiful when you cum," I told Kelsey. 

"You look cute, too, almost like you're fighting off a sneeze," she joked.

We had a hearty laugh over that remark, but if you didn't read my first story, you won't get the joke. We put our arms around each other and began to kiss softly. Soft kisses turned into ardent kisses, and ardent kisses turned into passionate kisses. My hands were caressing Kelsey everywhere as far as I could reach: her back, her ass cheeks, her ribcage, even her breasts. Of course, she was feeling me all over the same as I was doing to her. Willis and Paul just sat down to watch.

I laid down on a mat. Kelsey sat beside me and began caressing my breasts. My hand was caressing her thigh and tummy.

"You like doing girls, don't you," she said. 

"Uh huh," I agreed, "especially you. I really love doing it with you. I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound gay." 

"It's okay, bisexual women are allowed to have their favorites, too; there's nothing wrong with that," she said softly. "Gay is when you hate men, or greatly prefer women and do them exclusively. 

"Oh. No, I still prefer men, but I have a great weakness for you," I confessed.

"Well, I have a great weakness for you, too." 

"Sixty-nine?" I asked playfully.

"Let's," she responded.

Kelsey swung her leg over me and lowered her smooth pussy to my waiting lips. I stared at the beautiful feminine folds called a pussy as it descended to my waiting lips. I pried the lips apart and probed the wet interior with my two middle fingers, then plied her clit gently with my tongue. As I fucked my two fingers in and out of her love tunnel, I alternated between my tongue and my thumb on her clit. 

"Ashley, you must masturbate a lot 'cause you sure know how to touch my pussy for being brand new at this," she said.

"Yeah, I guess I do when I'm home. Three or four times a day, sometimes more than that; it depends," I confessed. "I just try to make your pussy feel as good as I can; I love it so." 

Kelsey was too busy doing to me what I was doing to her to answer me. It's hard to talk when your tongue's flicking rapidly over someone's clit. She knew her way around a pussy very well, but then, this is not her first rodeo, not by a long shot. Every time I get with Kelsey I learn something new. It wasn't long until she brought me to the edge of a shuddering orgasm. 

"Ah, Kelsey, don't stop. I'm almost there. Ah, ah..." I squealed as my orgasm reached a crescendo. 

My twitching hips along with my squeals of pleasure against her clit brought her to a wonderful orgasm also. She began to buck her hips in the air as if trying to get more of my face inside her contracting cunt. I held her lips apart as I lightly stroked her clit with one finger, and watched her vaginal muscles contracting making her love hole open and close as she came. That's when I noticed the skies were getting lighter, I had more light to see by.

Tracy plopped down on the mat beside me.

"Can I join?" she asked. "I'd like to get a taste of my cousin-to-be's pussy." 

I got between Kelsey's legs and continued to lick her pussy while Tracy began to lick my pussy. While she might not be as adept at pussy eating as Kelsey, she felt very good just the same. She was very timid at first, which teased me a whole lot, but then she became bolder and started to lick my clit just right. Getting more adventurous, she licked out every inch of my pussy she could reach. I think she really liked sticking her tongue in my fuck hole because she did it a lot. 

"I've watched you eat pussy and wondered what the big attraction was," Tracy smiled. "Now I know, It's fun! I like it."

"I'm glad," I responded. "Now when I get home I won't have to look around for a pussy licking partner." We both laughed at that.

We were then joined by the other women in the group. Cindy laid down to offer her pussy to Kelsey to lick, then Sylvia completed the circle by giving her pussy to Cindy to lick while she licked Tracy's pussy. Tracy looked amazed that a daughter would lick her own mother's pussy, but then accepted it and went back to licking my pussy so beautifully. 

There we were in a five girl daisy chain, which I'd heard about but never seen done before. We did that as a grand finale to the evening; everyone had a good cum. We were satisfied and, with the sun beginning to peek over the water, we decided to call it a night and try to get some sleep. Before everyone could get away, Willis and Sylvia invited everyone to their place for a party that night. We accepted and I wondered how different a private party would be from a resort party. 

I guess everyone slept until noon or after, I know Robert and I did. We got us some brunch, then headed to the beach to see if we could find Michael and Kelsey. They weren't in their usual place so we settled in on the wooden beach lounges. We must have been there a good hour or so watching people on the beach and soaking up the sun before Michael and Kelsey showed up. 

One particular couple caught my attention the whole time was a tall blond woman who looked like she was a model in her younger years. Not that she was old, but she was no longer a spring chicken., and her face was still beautiful and she moved so gracefully; definitely a class act. I'd say she was about thirty five or so. The man she was with was a tall, well built black man, probably around thirty years old. He wasn't huge but he definitely looked like he worked out a lot. His muscles were more pronounced because of the sun shining on his dark brown skin. With no tattoos, no facial hair, and a close haircut he really was a handsome man. They were both nude of course, and I couldn't help from sneaking a good hard look at his equipment to see if a certain rumor was true. He may have been a bit larger than Robert and Michael but not as big as Willis. I took a walk down to the water and passed close to the mat where he was reclining to get a good close look at that cock. It looked like it was made of milk chocolate with dark chocolate on the foreskin but light milk chocolate for the head. It made my mouth water for chocolate.

Michael and Kelsey were there with Robert when I got back from the water. 

"Well, did you check him out?" Robert smiled. 

"I sure did," I replied. "It's very nice but not anything to support all the stories you hear." 

I greeted Michael and Kelsey with a kiss, but for some reason sex was the farthest thing from everyone's mind now. I guess guys don't have morning wood when they fuck all night long and sleep till noon the next day.

"Ashley was looking at a black and white couple while we were waiting for you," Robert snitched. 

"Well, they were a good looking couple," I said defensively.

"A black man and a tall, blond woman?" Michael asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "They're lying down by the water."

Michael stood up to look. "It's Roy and Heather," he exclaimed. "Let's walk down and say hello. We met them here a year ago." 

Robert and I hung back until after Michael had introduced us to Roy and Heather. At their invitation then we sat on our towels along side them. I, having shaved the hair from my pussy lips, leaving a small patch of my red hair on my mound to show the rug matched the drapes, I sat with my legs together and knees bent to appear lady-like. Kelsey and Heather sat much the same way, but Roy sat like most men do: legs open, cock and balls proudly on display. I don't know how Michael and Robert sat, I was too busy stealing glances whenever I could of Roy's chocolate colored cock which was not hard, but was swollen enough to leave the head poke out from under the darker colored foreskin. Roy spoke with an islander accent of some sort.

Heather intimidated me with her beauty to where I was not my usual talkative self. I spent most of my time speaking only when spoken to, and listening to Heather's heavy English accent. I found out by conversation that Heather was a fashion model who modeled in Cannes, Paris, and London. She was very friendly to me though, and I took a liking to her right away. 

"I'd like to get in the water and cool off." Roy announced. "The sun is really getting hot. Would anyone else want to join me?" 

"I'll go with you," I volunteered. "I guess you need to watch that milk chocolate doesn't melt," I said subconsciously because that was what I was thinking, and was instantly horrified at myself, hoping I didn't offend him. 

"Oh, I don't think there would be a danger of me melting," he laughed heartily, not the least bit offended by my nerdy comment.

"Are you coming, Dear?" I said to Robert.

"Ah, no, you go ahead and enjoy yourself," he said, giving me a wink.

Roy and I went into the surf. The waves were small so it wasn't difficult to make it out past the breakers. We were about chest deep when we stood up, and the swells were only three or four feet high so it was pretty nice for swimming. 

"The surf is beautiful today," I said as I swam out a little farther.

"Yes, it would be perfect if one didn't have to worry about sharks."

I swam back to him as fast as I could, not scared but seriously aware of a possible danger. When I got close to him I stood up nearer to him and put my hand on his bicep to feel more protected.

"There are sharks in this ocean?" I asked with eyes wide open.

"Oh, yes, missy, there are sharks in every ocean," he chuckled. "Don't be afraid. That's why those men are in the lifeguard boats out there, they keep swimmers from going out too far and warn us when sharks come in too close." 

That information made me feel a lot better but I still wanted to stay close to Roy. He looked at me with a friendly smile that made his pearly white teeth sparkle in the sunlight. 

"I'm not afraid as long as you're near," I smiled back, my hand caressing the firm muscles of his arm. 

"You like my chocolate bar then, do you?" he asked 

"Well... yes, I do," I said. "The closest I've come to seeing a black guy naked was watching them play basketball in school. I didn't know what they looked like until I saw you."

"Touch it then." 

I looked all around to see if anyone was near. The closest person, a guy, was about twenty yards away. Why would I care anyway, this is a swinging resort; no one would care what I did. I reached down to find Roy's cock which was rock hard now, even in the cool water. It felt beautiful under the water as I stroked it slowly to get a good feel of it. 

"Ah, you have the touch of an angel," he said.

He lifted me off of my feet which was no problem since I was standing in the water. I was facing him with my hands on his shoulders, my breathing becoming labored with desire. We said a thousand words by looking intently into each others eyes while neither of us made a sound. He held me up with his hands on my ass cheeks and hips while looking at me for a sign. I guided his cock to the fuck hole of my pussy which was all the sign he needed. He relaxed his hands and let my body lower itself while I directed his hard cock into my fuck hole. His hands stayed on my butt cheeks in the water while he pumped his hips, driving his cock in and out of my pussy. I moved my hands just enough to keep my upper body afloat and looked at the man near us. He was watching me, aware of what I was doing. I didn't even care, in fact, I loved it: a total stranger, watching me get fucked by a black man I'd just met. It turned me on all the more when he began to pump his cock, masturbating while he watched me fuck. 




Swinging Square Ch. 03



"Ah, fuck, you feel so good," I moaned. "Fuck me, Roy."

The stranger kept getting closer, and soon he was standing behind me. I felt his hands go under my armpits to lift me up, and soon I was sitting upright between the two men, sitting on two strong pairs of hands. One of the stranger's hands went missing, then popped up on my breast where it squeezed and tweaked my nipple. I saw no reason to complain so I just enjoyed the attention I was getting. His hand left my breast, then I felt something else very strange. His cock head touched my asshole but before I could say a word, it popped into my puckered little hole, the way made easy by so much water around it. Also, I didn't clench my ass muscles but rather pushed as if to let something out but instead let something in. Why did I do that, I asked myself after I did it. 

"He's fucking my asshole," I said softly to Roy. 

"I know; shall I quit?" he asked.

"No. Keep on going," I said. 

Why did I say that? Did I just not want Roy to stop fucking me, or did I not want the stranger to take his cock out of my asshole? The biggest thing I've had in my butt hole was Robert's finger as far as the first knuckle until now. This felt much different though. This felt slightly painful but not bad, and felt strangely good at the same time. I just let both cocks fuck me, enjoying the two different sensations they gave me. Roy's big cock in my pussy felt so fucking nice; it filled me up just right. The stranger's cock in my asshole didn't hurt any longer but still felt, well, strange. I was in water up to my navel if I stood up so no one could see what I was doing, but I didn't care if they did see me; I was enjoying myself too much. We fucked in silence, the three of us, not saying a word, only groaning and breathing hard. It wasn't long before the two cocks fucking me brought me to a colossal orgasm. I cum, whined and whimpered for two minutes before I could come back to normal, during which time the stranger came in my asshole while Roy shot a load in my pussy.

We come apart like we got together, silently without exchanging a word. We three acted as if nothing had happened, though I could hardly stand, my knees were wobbling so much. The stranger drifted away and I felt my asshole to see if it was still the same. I opened both holes to rinse out the cum juices so plentifully deposited in me.

"Are you okay?" Roy asked me. 

"I'm fine," I said. "That was the first time for my asshole."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, very much. Couldn't you tell by my orgasm?" 

"You're a real trooper, you are."

"Thanks. Don't say anything about me taking it up the ass, okay. I'm not sure I want anyone to know just yet."

"Whatever you say, missy. We just come for a swim."

I felt like I was in a state of shock. I couldn't believe I let a total stranger fuck my ass just like that! I don't even know his name! If someone asked me who the first person was who fucked my asshole, I'd have to tell them I didn't know. We never exchanged two words the whole time! Am I becoming a total slut, I wondered. But then, it did feel good. Maybe I'll try it again sometime. Maybe.

*

We were a few minutes early for the party but Willis, Sylvia, Cindy and Jason were there ready for people to show up. We were all naked to catch some sun rays before the setting sun was completely gone for the day.

Willis and Sylvia's party was well stocked with booze of every type. They even had wine coolers for people like me who don't drink very much. They've rented a cabin on the beach like Michael and Kelsey have, except it's right by the marina where Willis' yacht, the Swinging Anchor, was docked. Their paved patio was set up as a dance floor with a stereo set playing CDs to dance to. The resort provided some tables and chairs for us to use. 

Robert and I danced a song before we got us a drink and sat down. We sat and watched Michael dance with Cindy and Kelsey was dancing with Jason. 

"Are you okay with everything so far?" Rob asked me. He was smiling and caressing my arm.

"Yeah, I'm okay, it's just that...I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I'm becoming a slut." 

"You're not a slut, Honey. How can you say such a thing? We haven't done any more than what everyone else around here is doing." 

"Well, today when I went down to the water with Roy, all I was going to do was swim. One thing led to another though and Roy..." 

"Roy fucked you in the water," he interrupted "We all knew that was going to happen." 

"Yes but then..." 

"Don't worry about it so much, Honey," he smiled. "Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh, very much, but I was bad." 

"If you enjoyed it then it wasn't bad. It was good." 

"Well, I suppose so," I had to agree.

Paul and Tracy showed up and joined the party. No sooner than they started dancing, Roy and Heather came also. Willis and Sylvia made sure everyone was greeted and had a drink. Roy asked me to dance with him. I saw Willis begin dancing with heather which left Robert to dance with Sylvia. 

"I tried to tell Robert what I did today," I whispered to Roy.

"Ah, and what did he say?" Roy smiled, pulling me close to dance.

"He didn't stop talking enough to listen to me, and by the time he did stop talking, I didn't feel the need to tell him any longer. So I never told him I was fucked in the ass today" 

"That bothers you, that you were fucked in the ass?" 

"No, it bothers me that I think I might have liked it. Am I a pervert?"

"Ah, no, missy, it does not make you a pervert if you like being fucked in the ass. It would be perverted if you forced someone to fuck you in the ass if they didn't want to just like it would be perverted if they tried to force you if you didn't want to. See?"

"Yeah, I guess so. It's not perverted if both people agree to it"

"Exactly," Roy beamed at me.

The song ended and everyone changed partners for the new song. It was another slow blues type number. I guess that's all they have to dance to is slow belly button bumpers. That's all right, I like those songs.

My new partner was Jason, Cindy's husband. We danced fairly close and I could feel his almost hard cock poking between my thighs, bumping my pussy lips from time to time. He was a good dancer and in a couple of dips, he almost stuck his cock right into my pussy. I was breathing heavily in no time. 

"Have you seen mys' yacht?" he asked me. 

"No," I answered in surprise. "I didn't know they had one until just now."

"Would you like to see it? I've got the keys."

He dangled a couple of keys on a chain around his neck in front of me To tell you the truth, I wanted to fuck. Anything would be better than standing here dry humping to music. 

"Yeah! That sounds like fun." 

I grabbed a wine cooler on the way out and followed him to the marina a hundred feet away or so. About half way down the dock we stopped and climbed aboard this big, white, beautiful boat. 

"Wow! Look at this beautiful boat," I exclaimed. 

"Oh, Ashley, don't let Willis hear you call it a boat. He'll tell you in no uncertain terms that this is not a boat; this is a yacht," Jason chuckled. 

"Well, Gee, it's hard to imagine Willis driving this big old thing around."

"He doesn't very often. Most of the time he's too drunk or too busy to pilot it. That's why I'm the skipper usually. I don't drink." 

He stuck a key in a key hole and turned it. It buzzed a bit then a low throbbing rumble was heard as the big engine came to life. I began to see Jason in a new light. He was no longer a rich woman's boy toy, but someone who impressed me very much. 

"Would you like to go below?"

"You're going to let the engine run?" I worried. 

"Yeah, it's just a generator; we can leave the lights burning and not run down the batteries now." 

"Gosh, a generator. What does the regular engine sound like?" I asked, knowing nothing about yachts or anything like that. 

"Oh, it's twin screws, there's two main engines. They sound pretty much the same, only bigger." he explained. "How would you like to go out on a little cruise tomorrow?" 

"Just me?"

"Everyone who wants to come, the whole party is invited. We'll leave at noon," he smiled.

"Oh, gosh, that sounds like fun," I gushed.

"Let's get below."

I followed him down below when he turned on some lights. Soon the whole yacht was lit up like a Christmas tree. My gosh, the living quarters was as spacious and as nice as my apartment back home. We went through a living room, eating area, galley (a small family kitchen) and the head (a large bathroom with a shower) to a hallway which led to a cabin (bedroom) on each side and a cabin straight ahead. He opened the door straight ahead. 

"This is my favorite cabin on the yacht. It's called the V-bunk cabin because the double-decker bunks form a V at the bow. The yacht sleeps eight, fucks sixteen," he chuckled. 

I ran ahead and went up a ladder to a top bunk. What does a man do when a naked woman is on a bed in front of him? -He gets in bed with her. The bed was so comfortable I just welcomed him as he got on top of me. I guess he was some sort of an athlete because he straightened his arms and legs and started doing push-ups over me with his cock sliding up and down the outside of my pussy lips. It rubbed against my throbbing clit so beautifully I began to moan for him not to stop. It felt so wonderful it soon pushed me over the top into a screaming orgasm. I don't usually get loud when I cum but this time I couldn't help it.

After I calmed down a little bit, he took hold of his cock and worked it up and down between my wet pussy lips. A little of that and I was moaning to be fucked. Jason slid his hard cock into me slowly, enjoying the feeling of my slick pussy all he could. 

"Oh, fuck, Jason, that feels so fucking good!" 

"You like it, you cute little red head?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah! Fuck me, Jason. Don't stop; don't ever stop." 

"You want me to fuck you until cum starts running out of your ears, Ash?"

"Oh, yeah, fuck me like that," I pleaded.

I began to realize why Sylvia liked fucking Jason so much. He was good, and seemed to be the type who could hold back forever and cum only when he wanted to cum. I also realized they were all great people, that my prejudice about incest made me look at them differently. They weren't bad people, they just lived by a different set of rules than I did. Maybe my rules were too rigid. Getting to know them better, plus Rob fucking his own cousin, was making me see incest in a different light. 

It was hard to think with Jason fucking the living daylights out of me. My impending orgasm took control of my thought process and soon the only thing I could think about was the wonderful feelings crashing through my body. It started at my g-spot where Jason would hit it with short strokes and then change to long, deep strokes. It spread rapidly through my body, making me lose all control. If I wasn't a slut, I sure could act like one at times. 

"I'm cumming, Jason. Oh, fuck. Ah, shit. Uh, cum in me, mother fucker." 

"You want me to cum in your pussy?"

"Yes, fuck, yes. Cum in me, do it now." 

"Okay, then, here I cum." 

Seconds later I felt him stiffen and pause, sending rope after rope of his cum against the door of my womb, sending me into rumbles of aftershock of my passing orgasm. As we lay there, I could feel him twitching his cock in me, trying to squeeze out the last few drops of cum into me; I contracted my pussy muscles to milk his cock for him.

I thought about the past few days, how I have gone from a naive country girl, having sex with Robert behind closed doors, trying to hide it from everyone, to having sex with a stranger whom I'd just met on a millionaire's yacht, the sixth man I've had sex with in three days if you count the stranger (who I don't know) who fucked my ass while being fucked by someone when we were in the ocean. I've also had sex in public and with other women. Phew! It makes my head spin to think about it. Life is moving so fast. 

I could hear others on the boat, and since we left the cabin door open, I could see who it was. Some went into the port cabin, some into the starboard cabin (as I found out later they were called), and Robert and Heather came in the V cabin and took the bunk below us. Since the bunks were staggered, one not being directly over top of the other one, I had a very good view of the bunk below me and the people who were on it. 

Like most models, Heather had long, lovely legs. When she laid down on her back with splayed legs, Robert wasted no time in getting between them to plunge his face into her waiting, wanting, and willing pussy lips. 

Not more than three feet away, my eyes beheld every second of the action in the bunk below me. I knew Robert was a very good lover, but I now had an objective point of view on the matter. I watched his tongue glide up and down her beautiful pussy lips. She was shaved clean except for a tuft of hair on her mound, just like mine, so I had a perfect view of everything that happened. Robert would pause and suck her pink butterfly lips in between his lips and draw them out as far as they would go comfortably, then let them snap back into place before resuming his tongue licks. She was moaning with great pleasure beneath him. I couldn't remember if Robert had ever done that to me, but judging from the way it looked and Heather's reaction to it, I was going to request it from him next time if he didn't do it. 

Jason was still in my pussy and still fairly hard even though he had just let me have a load of his cum. He was moving in and out, fucking me ever so slowly. I guess my pussy can never get enough because I started to fuck his cock right back, matching him move for move. My pussy felt so good with his cock in me this way, I could leave him there forever. A slow, leisurely fuck can feel so good at the right time. 

Heather was enjoying Robert's mouth and tongue so much, and was very vocal about it, too. It amazed me to hear this classy looking, beautiful fashion model talking dirty to Robert as he slurped obscenely in her cunt. 

"Yes, lick that cunt! Make me cum all over your face. Lick my clit and let me cream on your tongue," the beautiful blonde was saying with her classy English accent. 

Her vocal encouragement got to Jason a little bit too, because he began to quicken his pace and make longer strokes in my pussy. As I started to match his strokes, our slow fuck became a relaxed fuck with more animation. The stimulation from below and from within made me begin to want more.

Jason got me up on my hands and knees where he began to fuck me doggy style leisurely. I went down on my elbows and rested my head on my hands so I could continue to watch Robert and Heather comfortably. Robert was holding his head still but flicking his tongue rapidly up and down and across her pretty pink pearl of a clit. Watching him do it was almost as pleasurable as doing it myself. I reached down to run my fingers through Robert's hair and to toy with a few locks. It was like I became part of the sex act with this beautiful woman. A small part of me wanted to nudge Robert aside and let my tongue take over what his tongue was doing but the biggest part of me was happy to share in Robert's enjoyment.

"Oh, fuck, make me cum, make me cum! Stick your tongue in my fuck hole and push your nose against my clit while I cum on your fucking tongue," Heather called out. "Ah!"

I watched her the entire time as she squirmed in ecstasy, vocalizing her cum. Robert continued to lick until she calmed down. 

Heather's orgasm seemed to inspire Jason; he began to fuck me in earnest. His hips began smacking against my upturned ass cheeks with each deep thrust he made.

Robert, looking for a place to put his throbbing erection, knelt between her knees and directed the tip of his cock to her still contracting pussy. He slid smoothly into her wet fuck hole and it looked to me like she came again as he did so. She squealed with delight.

Moans and groans throughout the yacht made it evident others were engaged in similar activity. It was such a large boat you couldn't feel movement, but you sure knew what was going on. 

Robert's youthful, vigorous fucking soon brought Heather to another squealing orgasm, but he didn't cum yet. Heather got him to lie down on his back and she straddled his hips to ride him cowgirl style. Now the distance between her head an mine could be measured in inches. I watched, no, studied their fucking with great interest. Since I was facing opposite directions to Heather, it was an easy thing for me to lean over and kiss her lips. I cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple while kissing her. God, here I am kissing a woman while she is fucking my husband-to-be. Is that strange? To me it was beautiful. It showed how secure we were in our relationship and how much we loved and trusted one another. It's like I was saying 'you can have him, but you can't take him away;' not that she would want to take him away.

Jason's incessant deep thrusts in my quivering pussy from behind soon had me on the verge of another orgasm. I broke the kiss with Heather to concentrate on my situation. 

"I'm going to cum soon," I warned him. 

"You go ahead, I'm going to hold back this time," he informed me. "You can cum all over my cock as much as you want to." 

That was cool with me. He already came in me once and there would be others tonight, I was certain. I wanted to have sex with every man at this party tonight if I could. But I was amazed that a man as young as him could have such control like that. 

My orgasm hit like a series of waves washing through my body. I didn't say much, but I sure did a lot of gasping and groaning as the good feelings washed and rippled through me. Heather knew I was cumming and resumed our kiss. While our tongues explored each other, Heather started to cum. While my orgasm was still going on, Heather screamed into my mouth as hers overtook her. While she was cumming, and moaning into my mouth, I heard Robert groan in defeat as he gave in to his jaw setting orgasm. 

"Ah, fuck, I'm cumming. Oh, shit...fuck." 

The four of us collapsed on the bunk beds and rested a while until others started milling around. I was intrigued by Heather and wanted some more of her. We kissed again and soon we were caressing the breasts of each other with great abandon. She hungrily dove between my legs and plunged her tongue deep in my squishy pussy. I don't know what became of Robert or Jason because I was too busy getting my pussy licked by one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. I looked down between my legs and saw that beautiful face licking out my pussy so well, and I could hardly believe it. I was already on a sexual high so it took no time for her to bring me to orgasm, gushing my pussy juice all over her face as I came. 

I rolled on top of Heather to return the favor. I had been dying for a taste of that model's pussy ever since I first saw her. Having a little practice at eating Kelsey and Tracy's pussy, I dove right in and started eating her good. I made sure I got my tongue into her love tunnel as far as I could go, then tickled her clit with my tongue while fucking her love canal with two fingers. It didn't take long until she came again.

"I'm curious," I began, "how did you and Roy meet?" 

"Providence, I suppose," she answered. "I was on a swimsuit shoot in the Bahamas and joined a fitness club there. For a body like mine, a girl has to work very hard and religiously watch her weight. Roy was my personal trainer at the club. We became good friends, started dating, and before we knew it we were in love and talking marriage. I knew most people would think I was a trashy white woman using a black man to try to make a political statement or something, but that was not the case. We actually fell head over heals in love with one another and race had nothing to do with it for either of us. Nor did the fact that I'm five years older than him matter. We were in love; I was the right woman for him and he was the right man for me." 




Swinging Square Ch. 03



"Wow, what an amazing story. So how did you get into this lifestyle?" 

"Well, Dear, a model can't get to the top by being a miss goody-goody; you have to fuck around if you expect to get anywhere. Most men wouldn't allow me to do that so I wouldn't marry them; there's no sense in starting something with two strikes against you. Being a swinger already, Roy had no problem with me bedding someone if I had to and I made sure it would better my career if I did. Swinging is the ideal lifestyle for us." 

Willis came in and walked up to me. He held out his hands to me and I responded by placing my hands in his.

"Do you suppose we could find an unused bed around here?" he asked. 

"A couple of bunks on the other side have clean sheets yet," I replied.

"We'll just have to go and mess them up then, won't we." 

I followed him to the bunk and got in bed with him. Just so you understand, no one gets raped at a swinging party; everything is done by mutual consent. Willis started caressing my breasts and toying with my pussy. I played with his big cock in return to get it all the way up. Paul came in and joined Heather on the other bunk and soon they were too engrossed in what they were doing to pay any attention to us. 

Willis got completely hard in no time and got between my legs. I spread my legs wide to invite him in; I wanted to feel that big cock inside me again. Willis did not disappoint me; he guided his nine-inch fat cock home and slowly slid it into me.

"Ah, yes, take it all, little girl," he crowed.

I don't know why he called me 'little girl,' but fifty is a bit older than nineteen. He filled me up completely and bounced off my cervix, making my eyes open wide with awe. God but he had a big cock. He gently began to fuck me in and out, making my wet pussy even wetter. 

Oh, if my friends back home could see me now! In less than a weeks time, I went from an innocent, demure teenager to a swinger fucking a millionaire on his yacht with another couple fucking just a few feet away. Did I change, or was I always like this but didn't know it? I'm not complaining, I like the way I am now. I went from having one cock in nineteen years to having six different cocks in three days! 

Willis' big cock was stretching me out quite far, but it felt so good I didn't want him to stop. That big tool was sliding in and out of my sloppy wet pussy with ease. It felt even better than it did the first time. I guess it felt good to him, too, because he soon started huffing and puffing, getting ready to cum.

"Come on, Willis, blow that load. Fill my pussy with your cum."

A little more of me purring and blowing in his ear had him cumming in me like a trooper. His jerking, twitching cock pushed me in an orgasm along with him. Since he was on top of me, he stayed in me longer after he came and dropped out of me when he got up. He kissed me in thanks but I enjoyed it as much as he did. 

We mixed and mingled with the others, doing what you usually do at a party, nibble on snacks and sip on fresh drinks. I saw Roy recently exit the starboard cabin with Cindy. I gave him a little time to rest up, but I didn't want to wait too long or else someone else would have him. I approached him and gave him a big smile.

"Heather told me how you came to marry one another," I told him. "It's a wonderful story. I'm so happy for both of you." 

"Yes, missy. I'm a very lucky man."

"And she's a very lucky woman," I continued. "It's not every day a woman finds a loving man like you."

"You have Robert," he smiled. 

"Yes, I have Robert, and I wouldn't trade him for the world. I'm a very lucky woman also."

"That you are, missy," he agreed. 

"So does your candy bar taste like milk chocolate? I gave him a wicked smile so he wouldn't miss my meaning. 

"Ah, no, missy, it probably tastes more like sweat and dried cum juice now." 

"Let's step over by the railing and let me see." 

We went to the railing near the stern and looked around the other yachts moored at the dock. They were all dark and quiet. My hand went out and found his half hard cock and began to pet it like a new found toy. A little more stroking had it stiff and throbbing in my hand. I pumped it a few more loving strokes, then dropped to my knees. There was enough light available where I could plainly see it and it still looked like milk chocolate. I plunged it into my mouth hungrily to see if I was right or not. I was not surprised nor was I disappointed to discover it didn't taste like chocolate, but like a delicious cock: hard, throbbing and potent. I took as much of his cock as I could in my mouth and tried to swallow it, but without much success. I sensed he was getting close to the edge, so I stopped sucking him and stood up.

"It's just as I suspected; you taste delicious." 

I leaned on the railing and looked out, but my hand on his hard cock pulled him in behind me. I guided him in between my butt cheeks and pointed him to my throbbing pussy. He got the idea right away and nudged his cock head against my cunt lips. With just a little push it started sliding up into my moist love tunnel. I spread my legs a little and adjusted my body position to make it easy for him to begin fucking me. We stood and fucked at the railing for quite a few minutes with Roy pushing into me slightly and pulling me into him to match. If anyone were to look at us, they would just see us standing and looking at the water. In reality though, I was near to swooning with the sensations of the hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy. 

"Cum with me, Roy. I want you to cum inside me when I cum," I pleaded. 

"I'm almost there now, missy."

"Oh, fuck...I'm cumming," I groaned in his ear. 

I stiffened and quivered as my orgasm rippled through me. It doubled in intensity when I felt his cock jerk in me, pumping his cum deep inside me. 

"Ah, shit...I'm cumming," he groaned. 

When I looked around I saw Cindy about ten feet away, leaning against the rail and watching us. When we made eye contact, she straightened up and walked over to me. 

"You're a very pretty girl," she said. 

"Well, thanks, so are you." Roy walked away.

"Sit down on the chair; I'd like to lick your pussy." She walked over to the chair, taking it for granted I'd follow.

"I'm full of Roy's cum." I followed her and sat in the chair.

"I know. There's nothing like fresh cum from a freshly fucked pussy."

She knelt down and licked me until I had another orgasm. We went back to partying as everyone was slowing down while the night wore on. Before the night ended, I had managed to get with Michael and Paul, fulfilling my wish to do every guy at the party. My pussy by the end of the night was feeling a little sore. 

Tracy, Paul, Rob, and I sat around talking just before leaving. We talked about everything but sex, I guess. 

"Let's not party tomorrow night," I said to Robert. "I want to spend some 'us' time." 

"I agree, Honey. I fucked four times tonight, and it's still not as meaningful as one time with you." 

"I love you so much, Baby."

******



Swinging Square Ch. 04



* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

* All characters are eighteen years old or older.

* The story is narrated by a nineteen year old girl in her own words, therefore the entire story is dialogue.

* This is an erotic story with twelve characters, not just a one page, two character porn scene. Please note: this story contains interracial sex and plenty of swinging group sex. If you don't like this kind of a story, are prejudiced, or refuse to accept the swinging lifestyle, then maybe you should read a different one. 

* The characters are: Ashley, 19; Robert, 22; Kelsey 28; Michael, 30; Tracy, 20; Paul 29; Willis, 50; Sylvia, 45; Cindy, 20; Jason, 21; Roy, 30; Heather, 35.

* Civil comments and feedback are welcome, but insulting, flaming remarks will be deleted. Thank you.

* Thanks to griffdalton for the feedback on Ch. 01 giving a suggestion which I included in this story.

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I woke up with Robert sleeping soundly by my side. This was our room at the adult only, clothing optional resort in the Caribbean tropics, one we were tricked into coming to by Rob's boss, Paul. Paul gave him an all expense paid, one week vacation here without telling him anything about this place and what went on here. Paul had planned a vacation here for that same week without telling us because he was trying to get into my panties by getting us here. Well, it worked and I'm not going to complain, I'm just saying.

The room is sort of small but it's comfortable and kept clean, though we haven't seen very much of it since we came here. We used it to run in and change clothes, or grab a few hours sleep, but other than that we've been too busy to spend any time in it. If we keep on going at this pace, we'll have to go home to rest up after this vacation. 

There lies Robert, breathing heavily in his sleep, looking as handsome as he possibly could even with a pimple on his cheek. God, how I love him, I thought to my self. I sure do hope nothing happens to spoil our relationship here at this swinging resort. We've enjoyed it so far but what a shock to our systems when we first arrived and found naked people walking around the beach, not knowing the meaning of 'clothing optional.' We've experimented with and engaged in the swinging and both of us seem to like it okay, but I'm still kind of nervous about it. It's so different from the straight-laced, old-fashioned way we were both brought up in back home. It's fun here, but back home life is safer and more predictable, if you know what I mean.

Thinking about what all I've done since we've been here at this swinging resort is somewhat shocking to me as I sat quietly and reflected back on it all. First, I sat and watched a woman I had just met masturbate herself to orgasm on the beach, after which I secretly masturbated under just a towel beside her. I had sex in a public restroom with mother and her daughter: I had masturbated the mother while the mother masturbated her daughter while the daughter masturbated me. I had allowed different men, other than my fiance, to dance dirty with me and grope me on a dance floor, after which I gave an older man with a large cock a blow-job right there at our table. My fiance, Robert, walked up just as the man with the large cock was shooting a huge load of cum in my mouth, which I swallowed greedily while seeing Robert approach. He wasn't mad at me though, I remember, because he had just finished fucking the man's wife outside. We went with the couple we met on the beach, Michael and Kelsey, to their cabin where I gladly fucked Michael while Robert fucked Kelsey in a bed not more than five feet away! Since Robert and I took each others virginity, it was my first strange cock ever, and I was thrilled by it. I had sex with Kelsey that same night, which was my very first time at eating pussy, and discovered: I liked it! I went into the surf with a black man who I knew nothing about except that his name was Roy and fucked him while standing in the water. A stranger (I don't even know his name) joined us and fucked me in the ass at the same time. God, I had never done anything like that before. The most I've had in my ass was Robert's finger to the first knuckle as he fucked me. 

Then there was sex in the sand dunes, sex on a yacht, so much sex I can't even remember it all! I'm beginning to worry that I'm becoming a real slut, but can't get too worried about it; I'm having too much fun. I feel amazed though that I could be doing the things I'm doing now, and not be crushed with a horrific sense of shame. Instead, I'm not the least bit ashamed by what we've been doing here, but 'here' won't last much longer. We'll soon be back home, and then what? What will I be then?

I sat up in bed letting the sheet fall away to uncover my naked breasts. I never used to sleep nude, but here the only time I wear any kind of clothes is when we go to eat or we leave the resort for some reason. 

Robert groaned and stretched as he became awake and looked around at his surroundings to remind himself where he was. 

"Hey, Babe," he groaned sleepily. 

"Good morning, Hon," I replied softly. 

"Is something wrong?" he inquired. 

"No, nothing's wrong," I smiled. "I was just thinking. What are we going to do when we get back home?"

"We already decided we were going to keep on swinging with Paul and Tracy, didn't we?" 

"Yeah...if you still want to." 

"I do. Do you?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I do want to... very much; that's the problem. I feel like I'm becoming a real slut," I said. 

"It's just guilt because that's not the way you were raised; but you're not a slut. I wish you'd quit saying that." 

"Okay," I smiled. "I love you, Honey."

I leaned into him and gave him a kiss on the lips I sat up then to let him get up and go to the bathroom. When he came back he had relieved himself, brushed his teeth and combed his hair, but then he got back in bed with me. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled our naked bodies together. 

"I love you more than anything else in the world, and none of this nonsense will ever change that," he assured me.

I kissed his lips passionately to try to display all the love for him I had in my heart. We fell back onto the bed then and wound up in a loving embrace, locked in a tongue swirling kiss.

One good thing about sleeping naked is you don't have clothing in your way when you try to get to the other one's good parts. My hand easily found his erect cock while his hand went directly to my breasts to fondle and caress them. He tossed the sheet off us and laid down gently on top of me. While we kissed some more, my hand went down between us to guide his cock into my waiting, wet pussy. 

"Ah... I love to feel your cock in my pussy," I gasped. "You're all I'll ever want or need." 

I had the feeling I was trying to convince myself more than anything. Not that I was lying to Robert deliberately, I wanted desperately to believe that. It's just that when I said that, I wasn't one hundred percent sure of it myself. It's not that Robert was lacking anything in the love- making department; he was able to satisfy me every time. We had decided to take a rest today and spend the day together, putting the swinging on hold temporarily, but I woke up this morning wondering what new adventure or different cock I would have come my way. What is wrong with me? 

Robert's cock slid into my love tunnel effortlessly because I was so wet with sexual arousal. I wrapped my legs around his butt and spurred him on with my heels.

"Oh, yeah. Fuck me with your beautiful cock! Drive that dick home in my cunt, baby," I practically yelled.

I never used to talk like that, even when we were making love, but I seem to be a gutter mouth here lately. Robert responded by shoving his cock in and out of my pussy so fast and hard, it was like he was overcome with emotion, but I didn't complain. I was loving it. I drummed his ass with my heels to spur him on. I knew at this pace, it wouldn't be long until I was over the top to orgasm land. 

"Oh, shit, Ash, I love to fuck you! God, you're so fucking pretty, I love you so much. Your pussy feels awesome," Rob groaned as he fucked. 

"Oh, yes, fuck me, Rob. Oh, baby, baby, baby, I love you so much. I love the way you're fucking me."

Soon it happened and he brought me over the top first. The rush of good feeling went from my clit to my breasts, causing my whole body to contort and twitch as my body shuddered in completion. The strong contractions in my vaginal muscles which caused my pussy and butt hole to open and close powerfully around his cock had him following me almost immediately. He paused and stiffened in a moment of triumph, then released several volleys of cum squirts deep in my waiting pussy. I could feel his cock jerk in my pussy as he delivered his several discharges of cum juice: jerk, splash, jerk, splash, jerk, splash.

We laid there for a few moments, connected together with his cock gradually softening in my pussy, kissing and allowing our breathing to become normal. He slipped out of my love tunnel and rolled over on his back. I could feel the cooling cum juice as it oozed out of my love canal and began to slowly make its way to my ass cheeks.

"You sure do cum a lot, Babe, more than anyone else I've had." 

I cringed after saying that because now I'm comparing him to my other lovers. Well, not lovers, more like fuckers, I guess. Although Michael is very sweet and Roy impressed me very much: he has such a big, chocolate colored, delicious looking cock. Still, I don't feel for them what I feel for Robert. I love Robert and he loves me, and that's the way it will always be. 

I got up and went into the little bathroom just to the side of our room to clean up a bit, leaving the door open and sat on the toilet. I pushed to expel all the cum juice I could, and tinkled a little bit. Robert was lying on his back on the bed, looking like he was deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about, Babe?" I asked him.

"Huh?...Oh, nothing. I was just wondering what we were going to do today is all." 

I wiped my pussy with a wad of toilet paper and flushed it down the toilet.

"Let's shower and you can shave, then we'll go to breakfast. We can decide what to do after that," I suggested.

*

We were eating our breakfast when Tracy, ( Rob's cousin) and Paul, (Rob's friend and employer) walked in the cafeteria. They purchased a small breakfast and then came to our table to sit down and eat. 

"How's it going, guys?" Paul smiled. 

"Hey, Paul; 'lo Tracy," I answered as Rob's mouth was full. 

"What's planned for today?" Paul enquired. 

Rob and I looked at each other for an answer. We had planned to spend the day with just the two of us, dropping out of the swinging resort for a while. I supposed to myself that we could also include Paul and Tracy in our plans. I guess the same thought came to Rob's mind. 

"Let's go into town and rub shoulders with the locals for a change," Rob answered. "I'd like to buy some real souvenirs of this island." 

We got dressed, met again and called a cab to take us to town. The cab driver was a black local who grinned from ear to lecherous ear as we got into his cab. Rob sat in front; Tracy, Paul and I rode in the back seat. Because the weather was quite hot, I wore nothing but a thin pair of panties and a light sundress. Tracy was dressed about the same. 

The town was inland a few miles, small and not very much to do there. Rob bought some rum because it was so inexpensive. The only thing is if you try to take it home you are charged taxes, which jacks the price up to normal. We did find a little store where we bought a few items and cute souvenirs. Not finding much else to do, we got another cab to return to the resort. 

We sat in that cab the same way as the first. I was watching the scenery go by when I felt something touch my thigh. I looked down to find Paul's hand on my leg, starting to work its way under my dress. I looked at Rob to see his reaction but he wasn't watching. Paul's fingers sliding up my inner thigh felt so nice I didn't stop him. I looked over at Tracy who was watching and smiling because Paul's other hand was between her legs. Before we got to the resort his hand was at the top of my thigh under my dress, his fingers caressing my panties. I spread my legs a little more and delighted in the feeling of his hand against my panty gusset, making me squirm as he churned up a creamy wetness within my pussy. We arrived before I could reach an orgasm though.

"We still have time to make it to the yacht if we hurry," I reminded everyone.

"Might as well, not much else to do today," Rob agreed. 

Robert and I had agreed this morning to put the swinging on hold today and just have some 'us' time, but I guess those plans have fallen by the wayside. We hurried and got ourselves around to arrive at the yacht about ten minutes before they set sail. We had to wait for Roy and Heather to show up. I was glad to see them, especially Roy. There's something about that black dick I just love. Sorry if you think I'm just terrible, but that's how I feel.

Willis and Sylvia were there, of course, because they owned the yacht. Justin and Cindy also were aboard. Cindy was their daughter and their son, Justin, was piloting the boat. The guests included: Roy and Heather, Paul and Tracy, Robert and I, and our dear new friends, Kelsey and Michael. 

Dressed in our string bikinis, we girls decided to lay on the bow for a while to get some more sun until we got out to sea. When I checked the back of the yacht, the men except Justin were in the stern with fishing poles, dragging heave fishing lines behind us. I couldn't understand why they didn't just eat the fish they were using as bait; they were big enough.

As we bounced easily through the waves, I could definitely hear the difference between the generator and the two main diesel engines of the yacht. The huge, powerful diesel engines throbbed so much they caused the entire craft to vibrate. I pressed my pussy flat to the deck to feel the throbbing vibrations on my clit. I could see Justin looking out of the bridge window just eight or ten feet above us as he piloted us safely along. He smiled and waved to me as if to say everything was okay. I looked over at Cindy in her bikini swimsuit lying next to me. 

"You're a beautiful girl, Cindy," I said softly. 

She raised up, looked at me, smiled and said, "Thanks, you are too. I love your red hair." 

"Aw, thank you," I replied modestly. "I don't think about it much; I've had it all my life." 

"I'm really glad you came with us today; I like you a lot," she said. "Want me to rub some sunscreen on you? I don't want you to burn and lose what little tan you have now." 

"That would be nice," I replied. "You do me and I'll do you."

"Woo-hoo!" she said to turn my statement into a double meaning. "I'll go along with that."

Cindy rubbed sunscreen all over my back, slowly massaging my muscles with her soft hands. It was relaxing yet at the same time slightly arousing and my pussy began to juice up. She moved down to my legs, beginning with my calves, then gradually moved up to my thighs. My bikini didn't cover more than the crack between my butt cheeks so my ample ass cheeks were included in the sunscreen massage. I felt Cindy's fingers deliberately dip between my thighs to caress my bikini clad pussy. I let out a soft moan of pleasure and opened my legs more to make room for her hand between my legs.

"You like that, don't you," she said.

"I love the way you touch my pussy," I responded with my head raised and my eyes closed. 

Cindy continued to pet me between my legs until she had my pussy flooded with desire. I looked around and saw Sylvia and Heather, and Kelsey and Tracy putting sunscreen on each other. 

"I'll do you now," I said, taking the bottle of sunscreen.

Without saying a word, Cindy removed her bikini top, even though other boats were around us, and laid down on her stomach. A week ago, I reflected, I had never touched another girl except for her hands or arms; now here am I sensuously rubbing the naked back of a pretty girl with my pussy throbbing with desire for her. I enjoyed the feeling of her back and shoulders beneath my hands, how warm and smooth her skin felt. I slid my hands down her ribcage to deliberately get a feel of the sides of her breasts. How exciting to touch another girl like that.

I moved down to her legs and began with her calves. She must have the hair removed somehow because there was no stubble from shaving. I wasn't simply applying sunscreen, I was ogling, caressing, inspecting, and loving every inch of her body. 

I went to her feet next. I massaged the souls of her feet firmly so I wouldn't tickle her, making sure I got sunscreen on the top of her foot. Her chubby little toes with red nail polish looked so cute and inviting, I couldn't help but take them in my mouth one by one and suck on them a bit. 

"Ooo, yeah, suck my toes like that; I like it." 

I let her drop her feet down then and moved up to her thighs. Her thighs were smooth and shapely and I oiled them up with heated appreciation. 

Her string bikini I believe was smaller than mine yet, and really didn't cover much at all; her slit was covered and that was it. I could see the edges of her puckered hole under the thin string going up between her butt cheeks. I liberally applied oil to her round butt cheeks and massaged them good, all the while watching her butt hole playing peek-a-boo with me. I allowed my thumbs to travel in the valley of her butt cheeks, and lightly graze across her puckered little asshole. I was elated to know that this girl, this young woman only one year older than me, will lay there and allow me to do anything that came to my mind. 

I looked around to see the boats around us were thinning in number but some were still close enough to make us be good. I dared to press the tip of my right thumb against her pucker. Slick with sunscreen it entered up to mid thumbnail. In the bright sunshine I could see the wrinkled spot clearly envelope the tip of my thumb, then she pushed as if to expel but actually was opening up to let my thumb in up to the first knuckle. I pulled my thumb out a bit, added some sun oil, Then pushed my thumb back in farther until soon my entire thumb was embedded in her warm, moist asshole.

"Yeah, come on and fuck my asshole, slut," she moaned. 

Her calling me a slut was like a slap in the face, but I didn't want to stop doing what I was doing so I kept on. Those are fighting words back home. She really wasn't calling me a slut though, I figured; she was just talking dirty on a sexual high so I shrugged it off. I turned my hand around so my fingers could rub her bikini gusset as I sawed my thumb in and out of her asshole. I dripped sun oil on my thumb periodically to keep it slick, and my fingers rubbing her gusset made her crotch heat up and dampen. It was the first time I'd ever fucked someone's ass like that, but here in the bright sun where I could clearly see my thumb pass from sight and enter the wrinkled apex of her delightful ass, it was fun to do. 

"Yeah, be a good slut now, fuck my ass and rub my pussy."

That was one of many remarks like that, and each time she referred to me as 'slut' I began to feel less offended and actually began to like it. Perhaps I really am a slut doing all these things.

My heart was beating heavier as I looked around to see if anyone was watching. The other boats were gradually getting farther away now. I slipped my fingers under the small piece of fabric that covered her slit and pushed it to one side. I studied the pink folds of flesh in her pussy now damp with desire. Lying on her stomach, her love tunnel opening was right there, just below my thumb stuck in her butt. As she clenched her butt hole around my thumb from time to time, I could see the muscles of her love tunnel open and shut, causing her to emit drops of love dew that started to trickle out and down between her pink butterfly lips. It was an almost clear liquid but had a smoky look as well. With my thumb in her butt, my fingers pushed the emissions down in between her soft, pink butterfly lips to her clit. Her pink inner lips looked just like a big, pink butterfly as my fingers spread them apart. She looked so beautiful.




Swinging Square Ch. 04



The throbbing diesel engines revved down and became silent as the yacht coasted to a stop. A noisy clanking of chain was the result of dropping anchor. I looked around and saw a spattering of boats far away, no land was in sight. Everything became quiet except for the sound of the waves lapping at the side of the boat. I looked around and saw the other girls were engaged in much the same thing as Cindy and I were doing.

Cindy removed her bikini bottoms altogether then brought her head up and back to give me a kiss. I pressed my lips to her warm, soft lips and our tongues met to dance a sensuous dance in the darkness of our mouths. While we kissed my fingers never ceased to rub and caress the moist, warm folds of Cindy's sweet pussy. My fingertips, moistened by her own cuntal emissions, found her pink pearl just at the base of her hood and did an up and down dance at each side of her clit. The noises she made told me she wasn't far away from reaching her orgasm, and I was right. She jammed her wet cunt against my hand and fucked my thumb and fingers hard as she let out a long, low, moaning sound as spasms of climax roared through her.

When Cindy quieted down, I rolled her on her back and stared longingly at her beautiful pussy between her legs, I was dying for a taste of her exquisite pussy but had to give my eyes a moment of pleasure first. It was as if she could read my mind as she laid there, legs splayed open, patiently waiting for my next move. 

I looked up at the pilot house to see if anyone was there looking out, but didn't see anything. The yacht being anchored, there was no reason for anyone to be at the wheel. I wondered where the men were but I supposed they were putting the fishing tackle away and cleaning themselves up. 

I stretched out on my stomach between Cindy's legs and lowered my mouth to her waiting, wet pussy. I began to lick gently around her precious little clit and felt her get wetter almost immediately. Wanting to taste the pretty girl's love juices more, I slid my tongue into her love tunnel up as far as it would go, then swirled it around feeling the soft, warm, hidden walls of her fuck hole. I sucked the juices into my mouth and swallowed them to taste the delicious, sensual emissions I found there. I knew there would be plenty more coming where they came from to replace them. I moved back up to suck gently on her clit and swirl my tongue over her wrinkled butterfly lips for awhile.

"Ah, just like that," she moaned. "You really know how to suck pussy, don't you, slut." 

Her question was rhetorical but I answered anyway. "Yes! I'm your suck slut; I love to suck your pussy." 

"Well, come up here and let me suck your pussy at the same time, little suck slut," she giggled, pulling me into a sixty-nine.

I straddled her head and allowed her to remove my bikini bottoms. Her fingers and tongue besieged my throbbing, wet pussy skillfully. I did to her likewise, enjoying my tongue in her pussy every bit as much as I enjoyed her mouth on my throbbing cunt. Minutes after our suck bout began, it ended with my orgasm first, then hers seconds later.

When I rolled off of Cindy I looked up and saw Kelsey standing at my side. She was naked with a bottle of sunscreen in her hand.

"Ashley, maybe you'd better let me put some sunscreen un your front so you don't burn that fair skin of yours," she suggested. 

She started but wasn't spreading sunscreen, she was making love to my breasts and getting the oil spread all around while she did that. Her soft touch on my skin and caressing hands on my breasts felt wonderful. Down she went then to my tummy, thighs, shins, feet; spreading oil but caressing every inch of my body. I looked at Kelsey and realized how much I loved her as a dear, dear friend. She was the first girl I ever touched sexually, and she showed me the delights of girl on girl love. I owe her so much, she'll always have a top shelf spot in my heart. 

"Want me to put some on you?" I asked. 

"No, I have enough on," she said, shaking her head. "Woops, I missed a spot." She put a few drops of oil oh her hand and applied it directly to my pussy. "We can't have this getting sunburned and too sore to touch, can we." 

Her hand went down directly to my pussy still wet from being pleasured by Cindy, and began to massage it in a big circle. The movement of her hand soon became centralized on my pussy lips, then began a trek inward. I spread my legs wide open for her to let her know how welcome her hand was. When her head came down to place her lips against mine, I met her mouth eagerly with my hungry lips. We kissed deeply, passionately, a kiss of love. Kissing a girl had gone from something strange and very weird to something sensual and very desirable. I kissed Kelsey with the same passion I had for Rob or anyone else. 

"Kneel over my face, I want to kiss you," I moaned. "I want to put my tongue in you and lick your beautiful clit."

Kelsey knelt down and straddled my face with her fingers still playing in my pussy. I kissed the lips of her pussy like a lover's mouth, extending my tongue to swirl it around. But instead of meeting another tongue to dance with mine, there was sweet, warm, wetness in the soft, dark folds within her nether mouth. She became wetter inside as her sensual feelings intensified. She seemed to ride my face like a child rides a skateboard, moving from side to side as the feeling directed. 

Her fingers were deeply embedded in my fuck hole, sawing in and out to fuck me to my great pleasure. I was moaning with delight though no one could hear me with her cunt placed solidly on my mouth. Our interplay soon caused us to steadily climb to the top of Mount Orgasm where our loud moans signaled our cumming. I could hear Kelsey's loud moans and I knew she could feel my moans on her swollen clit shortly after her orgasm began. As we calmed down, Kelsey slid down my body and replaced her fingers in my pussy with her tongue. 

"Ah, Kelsey, your mouth is so soft and silky in my pussy," I moaned.

Her soft tongue worked around and over my clit while, once again, her fingers found my love tunnel and entered me. Before I could relax from my previous orgasm, her tongue and fingers had me climbing to another one. I was on such a sexual high, she had me thrusting my hips up into her hand as it fucked me, and moaning loud with every thrust. My orgasm was teasing me, holding me so close to the top but not letting me go over in it which made me squeal loudly. Kelsey sucked my clit into her mouth just hard enough to keep it between her lips, and flicked her tongue across my pink pearl. Her head bobbed up and down to my rhythm to maintain contact with my desperately throbbing pussy. A few seconds of that and I finally rushed over the top to a fabulous orgasm, spreading my cunt juices all around her fingers and pretty face. I let out a scream of triumph as my orgasm crashed through me, then laid still for a minute as my pounding heart calmed down to normal.

"Wow, that was a big one," Kelsey smiled. 

"Oh, I'm sorry I was so loud, but I couldn't help myself."

"Let's go see what the guys are doing, shall we?" Kelsey suggested.

She gave me a soft, loving kiss on my lips then helped me up. I put my bikini back on and waited while she put hers on, then followed her toward the stern. I looked out across the water again and saw boats which appeared as specks on the horizon. 

As I suspected, the guys were cleaning up the fishing tackle and putting it away. Robert was still below in the shower. Michael looked like he was all cleaned up and ready. 

"Did you catch anything?" I asked him.

"We caught three sharks which we cut loose, but that was all." 

The very mention of sharks made me shudder. "Eeeeew!" I squealed.

"Miss Ashley don't like sharks," Roy chuckled as he walked up to join us. "When I told her about them, I thought she was going to attach herself to me there in the water." 

"Oh, god, Michael, you should have been there," I said. "I did have to cling to Roy to feel safe. That started a series of things I never will forget." 

"They were good things though, I bet," Michael smiled. 

"Go on and tell him what happened, Missy. I don't mind."

"I suppose I could; I've been dying to tell someone," I murmured. "I don't remember how we got started, but Roy and I began fucking there in the water. I had my legs around his waist and he was holding my butt. We were about chest deep, so it was safe. A stranger swam up to us and joined in unannounced. I don't know his name; we didn't exchange one word." 

"Well, that sounds like fun, not anything out of the ordinary around here though." Michael chuckled softly.

"But that wasn't all," I continued. "Before I knew what had happened, he had his cock in my butt hole and began fucking me there while Roy fucked my pussy. I didn't know what to do, but it felt good so I let it continue. It was confusing to me because nothing has ever been in my ass before except Rob's finger to the first knuckle. We just fucked away and we all finished up at about the same time. It's a good thing I was in the water so I could rinse all the cum juice out of my holes. The stranger swam away and Roy and I went back up to the spot where you guys were at, acting like nothing happened." 

"And you haven't told Rob about it yet?" Michael inquired.

"I tried to but didn't succeed," I stated. "Damn, thinking about it makes me so horny; feel how wet I am!"

I pulled my bikini away from my pussy to allow them to take a turn at putting a finger inside to check the moisture content. They were both eleven years older than me, but at that point I really appreciated their maturity. They both fingered my pussy at my request which only turned me on all the more. 

"You really liked it then?" Michael asked.

"I think so, but it all happened so fast I can't remember. I'd like to try it again if I could to make sure," I confided. 

"Roy, I think we should help the little lady out," said Michael with a twinkle in his eye. "What say you?" 

"I can do it, man; no problem." 

I giggled and followed them to the bow of the yacht where we'd be out of the way more. On the way, I looked out over the water at the little boats scattered on the horizon; it was such a pretty day. We stopped in the center and leaned against the wheel house wall. The anticipation of what was going to happen had the same affect on the guys as it did on me; they were already aroused and ready to go. I held their cocks in my hands, Roy in my left hand, Michael in my right. How wonderful it felt to hold two cocks and stroke them like that, one white and one black. I was already in a state of bliss. They took turns fingering my pussy and caressing my breasts, working together like a well trained sports team. I was moaning with pleasure.

"I hope I can do it now; I'm not in the water for extra lubricant," I said timidly. 

"We have bottles of sunscreen," Roy announced as he lay down on the mat the girls had been laying on earlier. 

Roy held his arms out to me in invitation, so I laid down on top of him, his big cock throbbing against my tummy. I stretched out on the length of him, feeling his fitness. He had the body of someone who exercised regularly, but that was his job. He smiled and I kissed his handsome face. 

Now, you have to understand what I was feeling. I had never shook hands with a black man before coming here to this resort, now here I am, lying naked in a black man's arms and kissing him. I pressed my mouth hard against his and found his tongue with mine. His mouth tasted like pineapples and coconut. 

"Pina Coladas," I guessed. 

"Ah, missy, no one can have secrets from you," he chuckled. 

I raised my hips high enough in the air to give him ample space to hold his cock and line it up with my love tunnel entrance. When I felt his smooth, velvety head touch the right spot, I slowly lowered my hips and started sliding his big eight inch cock into the juicy cavern of my love tunnel. I took my time, savoring every fraction of an inch as I welcomed him into me. Roy patiently waited for me while I had my fun. Finally I was totally impaled on the chocolate colored cock and tossed my head back to enjoy the fullness within. 

Michael in the meantime had knelt between my legs and was applying sunscreen liberally to his cock. I shivered when I realized what he was about to do. First, a finger entered in my tight little puckered hole and spread sunscreen oil around the muscle a bit. Roy and I remained motionless to give Michael ample opportunity to get situated. After one finger became comfortable, it was followed by more oil and another finger making it two fingers stretching me open. This caused a little pain mixed with pleasure but I became used to it. I held my breath as the two fingers were removed and the head of Michael's cock pressed insistently against my puckered opening. I pushed as if to expel which opened my muscles enough to let Michael's cock head pop into my tight hole. After entry was made, it was an easy task to slide more cock into my puckered portal. Soon he had a sizeable portion deep within my bowels. 

"That's far enough for now," Michael said. How does it feel, Ashley?" 

"Ah, it feels good now. It feels different, but good."

"Hold still now, Ashley, and let Roy and I do all the work," Michael said breathlessly. 

Roy began to move in and out of my pussy slowly, and like the stranger in the water, Michael timed his movements to counter Roy's movements. When Roy was pushing in, Michael was pulling out, and vise versa. They both gradually picked up the pace and soon the two cocks were going up and down in me like a two cylinder engine. Roy was fucking me deliciously in my pussy while Michael caused a new sensation within my asshole with his cock in new territory. The walls of the tube of my asshole was being stroked and caressed from within by Michael's lovely seven inch cock.. It began to feel very good, more so than I remember the first time with the stranger. I do like getting fucked in the ass, maybe not as a regular thing but once in a while would be great. 

"Ah, shit, guys, it feels so fucking good. I don't know which one of you guys are going to make me cum, but one of you sure is, and it won't be long," I bellowed. 

"Just relax and become like water," Michael encouraged me. "Let every nerve become alive and take control of your entire body." 

"Fuck, Michael, I'm feeling nerves I never knew I had before," I said. "It feels so good; I'm letting go and here I cum." 

My nerves tightened my muscles up from my toes to my eyelids as my orgasm crashed through me. The muscles in my lower parts contracted and started to spasm uncontrollably, causing my asshole and my fuck hole to clamp on and release the invading cocks within. My clamping asshole made Michael stiffen and groan as he released a copious amount of cum deep within my moist rectum. With a loud groan Roy started fucking me like a madman, and within a few seconds started bathing the inner walls of my love tunnel with pearly-white cum juice. We came apart slowly, panting from our exertions. 

Ebbing down from my tremendous orgasm, I noticed a pair of bare feet standing close to me as if someone was watching me. When I looked up the body to put a face on the feet, I saw Robert standing there with a dumbfounded expression as he watched us bask in the afterglow of our orgasm. 

"Are you mad?" I asked Rob timidly as I couldn't read his expression. 

"No, I'm not mad," he said quickly. "I'm just surprised is all. I didn't know you could do that." 

What, take it in the ass or fuck two guys at once?"

"Damn! Both I guess."

"Well, Baby, I couldn't do any of it until we came here," I said. 

Roy and Michael got up and silently moved away. I found out I did like anal sex and I could fuck two men at once, but right then I felt horrible about it. I sat there with two men's cum juice leaking out of my two holes with Robert standing there looking at me. I felt like such a slut. The good girl in me wanted to run away and die, but this different girl I'd become could only think about how much fun it was. Robert must have sensed there was something going on in my head and sat down beside me. 

"Hey, is something wrong?" he asked me, putting his arm around my shoulders.

"Don't be angry with me. I'm such a slut; please forgive me." I said, almost in tears.

"I've told you before, you're not a... well, maybe you are a little bit, but you're a beautiful slut if you are, and you're my slut. I love you very much." 

"Oh, I love you, too, Robert. This sex stuff is just fun and games; it's you who I really love."

"I know, Honey. It's the same way with me. Hey, I just finished having sex with Cindy, very good sex too, but I'm in love with you." 

"You're not mad then?" I needed reassuring.

"I'm not mad," he said. "So, you like it in the ass, huh?" 

"I guess so; it feels pretty good," I smiled. "Is that okay?" 

"Fine," he said, "you'd better not sleep on your stomach any more." 

We laughed. Robert has a wonderful way about him that makes all my troubles disappear. We kissed. 

"I'd like to take a shower now and wash off some of this goo," I said. 

On the way to the shower I noticed Tracy riding Willis in a reverse cowgirl position, her eyes as big as banjos. I smiled, knowing how that fat, nine-inch cock can stuff you full. Everyone else was basically just hanging out and talking. 

After my shower I decided to find Rob again and talk with him some more. I made my way back to the bow again, checking out the pretty scenery as I went. Rob wasn't on the bow but Justin was there looking at something high on the boat.

"Something's wrong?" I smiled at him. 

"Just checking our antenna out. We have been having radio trouble today but I don't see anything wrong from here. I'll have it looked at when we get back to the marina," he smiled. "Are you enjoying yourself?" 

"Oh, yes, it's beautiful out here," I gushed. "I've never been out on the ocean before." 

"Yes, it is, and beautiful people make it even more beautiful." 

He put his arm on my shoulder and gave me a little hug. I leaned in to him to accept his hug and gave him a warm smile at his compliment. 

"That's what makes it so beautiful, the people I'm with," I cooed, putting my hand down on his half-hard cock. 

His cock sprang to life and became hard as a rock within a few seconds of my soft stroking. I sank to my knees and kissed the velvety head of his throbbing cock, licking pre-cum from the tip. I wrapped my lips over my teeth to keep from scratching his cock, and slid my mouth slowly down the silky shaft. I stopped when I felt it touch my gag reflex area, but I so desperately wanted to swallow every bit of his lovely cock and fought the gag feeling, sliding slowly a little deeper. I took a deep breath through my nostrils and swallowed hard, pushing my head in even more. I felt his cock touch the very back of my throat. 

'My god, I'm doing it!' I thought. I'm deep-throating a cock for the very first time. As my throat became used to the foreign object being there, my gag reflex relaxed and I could slide his cock in and out of my throat with comparative ease. A thrill went through my body I can't express as I felt his cock bounce off the back of my throat and my upper lip press tightly against his pubic hair. I had to pull it out of my mouth and look up at him with a triumphant smile.

"Did you like that?" I asked proudly.

"Ashley, you're wonderful. It's hard to believe you're a novice," he smiled back. "What is your favorite position for having sex?" he asked.

"One that gets a cock in my pussy," I giggled.

"You little vixen, I'll just have to try all of them then to make sure I get the right one." 

"Well, I love cock so much, every one will be the right one," I crowed.




Swinging Square Ch. 04



We started with a sixty-nine just to get warmed up, then got into the standard missionary position. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he slid his velvety cock into my pussy. I like that position because I feel so dominated by a man and just accept everything he has to give me with little work on my part. Before I could cum though, he changed to a spoon position.

"This position is good for women who have difficulty achieving an orgasm while having sex," he explained. "She can masturbate her clit while being fucked from behind, thus facilitating an orgasm more often." 

We were lying on our sides, he behind me, his pelvic bone slapping against my ass cheeks as he fucked me from behind. I raised my knee and put my hand down between my legs to see what he meant. I rubbed my clit while he fucked me and it felt very good. 

"Next we have the cowgirl position, called that because it simulates horseback riding. A woman is more in control here, as she would be riding a horse, but a man below can give her a bucking bronco by thrusting his hips up in the air to meet her." 

He put me on top of him and slid me down on his cock, burying it deep within my throbbing pussy. He let me ride him with my hip movements while he played with my breasts, which felt very nice. Then he took over and began to buck his hips violently, driving his cock into my pussy like a maniac. All I could do was hang on and whimper. 

"Oh, my god, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop. I'm cumming," I squealed. 

He slowed his hip movements as I shuddered and twitched, cumming on his cock within me. We rested for a few moments, then he had me turn around and face his feet.

"This is the reverse cowgirl, called that for obvious reasons. I can play with your luscious ass while we fuck, and you have the best view of my cock going in and out of your pussy of all. 

I bent down and watched his cock slide into my pussy between my butterfly lips, then watched those lips cling to the cock as he pulled out. My clit then would bow down and kiss his shaft as he pushed it back into me. 'No wonder fucking feels so good.' I thought. We enjoyed fucking like that for a while, then changed to doggy style.

"This position is similar to the reverse cowgirl except that the female is more forward and the male is upright," he said, sounding like a tour guide in a museum. I don't know if it's proper to giggle while you're fucking but I had to giggle at him. 

"Sir, we're fucking now," I said, trying to sound like some tart in the group. 

"Ah, yes, it's also good for that, too," he replied in his best snob imitation. 

We chuckled and fucked, fucked and chuckled. Then he stopped.

"When your knees begin to get sore, you can stand up and do doggy while standing." 

He pushed me over to the rail and bent me over slightly, then entered me from behind. Standing up, fucking in the open air so completely exposed to everyone around, even though they were too far away to actually see anything, was exhilarating, to say the least. It felt so good and was such an exciting thing for me to do. It heightened my pleasure big time, to put it mildly. I was moaning and mewling with pleasure as we fucked there at the railing, his cock feeling so wonderful inside my wanton pussy. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build. 

"Ah, Justin, don't stop fucking me; I'm going to cum again."

"Oh, yeah, babe, come on and cum. This time I'll cum with you." 

He doubled his efforts in fucking, knowing both of us were ready to orgasm. With his hands on my hips and thumbs on my bouncy ass cheeks, he sawed in and out of me at a heavenly pace. I was staring at a boat in from the horizon while we fucked until my orgasm made me forget about the boat and close my eyes. My intense orgasm washed through me and I opened my eyes as Justin emptied his load of pearly cum juice against the walls of my love tunnel.

"Mmm, thank you for the cum load. That feels almost as good to me as my own orgasm, you know."

"It was my pleasure, believe me."

I was still staring at the boat and realized it was getting closer to us at a rapid rate.

"It looks like we'll have company," I mused.

"What?" Justin said, raising his head.

"That boat out there, it keeps getting closer. It looks like it's headed straight for us." 

"Shit!" Justin exclaimed when he saw the boat I was talking about.

Justin left me so quickly it surprised me. I had no idea what was going on. I put a hand to my pussy to receive the deposit Justin had just made in me onto my fingers. I held my hand up to examine the pearly cum, then watched as it collected and dropped off into the sea. I licked the remainder off my fingers to get a taste of Justin's cum.

A loud horn blast from our boat startled me, then the anchor chain began to wind up, lifting the anchor. As I made my way to the stern of the yacht, both big diesel engines came to life. I went up to the wheelhouse to find out what the heck was going on. Everyone else was looking around, wondering the same thing.

"What is it?" Willis inquired. 

"Pirates!" Justin shouted. "Everyone get below; I don't want anyone falling overboard now." 

Pirates? I looked at Justin's face to see if he was joking. I could tell right away he was very serious.

"Get below," he commanded. 

"No, I'm going to stay with you," I retorted.

I looked at the boat still headed towards us. It was close enough now that I could see people on board it. Justin pushed the throttle forward and the big yacht began to move. 

"I don't have time to argue with you. Stay down and keep out of sight then," Justin commanded again.

"Alright," I shouted, too scared to move.

As the big diesel engines revved up the big boat picked up speed and began to bounce along at a pretty good clip. I could hear funny sounding 'plunk' noises so I looked back to see what it was. I could see puffs of smoke from the other boat and water spouts going up in the air for a foot or two, then heard a 'pop' in the distance. 

"Oh my god! They're shooting at us," I screamed. 

"We're out of range. but keep down anyway just in case they have long range sniper rifles. We're not too far away for them." 

"I'm scared," I admitted. 

"I was too there for a minute, but you don't have to be scared now. Thanks to you, we've seen them coming. They'll be giving up in a minute or two and turning around to look for easier prey." 

Right then, Willis popped up with an ugly looking gun and aimed it at them. I screamed and held my ears when he pulled the trigger and fired three short bursts of bullets at them. They immediately stopped shooting and stopped following after us. 

"That ought to discourage them," Willis said. "This AK47 has a longer range than what they've got. I think I hit a couple of them, maybe killed one." 

By that time the others came up to see what was going on. 

"It's okay now folks, they won't bother us anymore," Willis assured everyone.

"Who were those awful people?" Tracy asked bitterly.

"Pirates," Justin said calmly. "They wait until some unsuspecting boat happens by, then kill everyone on it and use the boat for smuggling drugs, guns, people, or anything else they need it for. We owe our lives to the sharp eye of this little lady here," motioning to me. "If she hadn't seen them coming, we might not be so lucky now."

"They would have killed us?" I asked in amazement. 

"The men they certainly would have, and perhaps the more mature ladies, but you young ones they would have taken prisoner and sold you into some harem someplace," Justin explained. 

The other boat was getting smaller now as we put some distance between us.

"Well, come on, everyone, let's thank Ashley for her keen eye and have some more drinks," Sylvia said cheerfully. 

Robert gave me a hug. "Thank you for saving our lives, Honey," he said.

I'm glad I didn't have to explain how it all happened. I was ready to put on a show for the newcomers and fuck in front of them as they watched. Talk about naive. I felt so small, not like a heroine. 

We sat around in the main cabin, fully clothed and having a drink. We were back into the civilized world, heading for the harbor to dock. Robert, Paul, Tracy and I were sitting around a table, talking, 

"I've been thinking," Paul began. "You know that three hundred plus acres I bought for a good price but don't really have any use for? What do you say we open our own adults only, clothing optional retreat? It's unimproved land bordered by a road on one side and a river on another. It would make an ideal spot for something like that in the summer." 

"Let me know if you need capital, I do like to invest in things, you know," Willis said.

"And you're such a wiz on computers, Rob; you could have the business end set up in no time," Paul continued. 

"Yeah, we could call it, "Ashley's Eagle Eye Retreat,"" Robert joked. 

"Seriously, Rob; I'm being serious as a heart attack. What do you say?"

"Really, Rob, you have the land, the business part covered, my capital as an interest free loan, and at least eight yearly members here ready to sign up," Willis added. "If you can build a small motel, a pool, a clubhouse, some RV sites, a toilet and a volleyball court. you can be open for business this time next year." 

"Come on, Honey; let's do it," I urged him.

"Alright, it sounds good to me; we'll do it."

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