1 comments/ 30140 views/ 0 favorites A New Swing By: Azuldrgon It wasn't a hard seduction. He knew that Angelica loved the idea of a sex swing and having one installed before she came over for the weekend was a no brainer. As they walked into my room where he had it set up, he could tell the look on her face was a look of excitement. Her brown hair was already down to her shoulders out of her ponytail before he had a chance to react. As she began to strip off her clothing, he was in shock at how fast she was getting turned on. As she started trying to slide into the swing, he started calmly disrobing as her naked rear attempted to remain in the swing. By the time his underwear hit the floor, she was begging for his help to get her in. He walked over to where she stood dejected and picked her up by the waist. He slowly began placing her in as she spread the leather harness apart until she was in it. After she was secure, he slowly walked to the night stand where a blindfold was waiting. He went behind her and slid the band over her eyes before kissing her. He then proceeded to move to the front where her shaven pussy was already wet. He bent down and literally buried his tongue deep inside her while she writhed in the swing. As his tongue swirled inside her, she grasped onto the straps and held on for dear life. The opening of the bedroom door prompted her attention as she instinctively turned her head towards the noise. His tongue kept working on her pussy as she felt a presence near her. A pair of lips found their way to her neck, biting softly as she moaned out loud. The person on the other end of those lips seemed to know Angelica's weak spot a little too easily until she felt the swing being pulled down and her mouth being coerced into sucking on a finger. As her mouth opened, she could feel a strange cock being slid into her mouth. On instinct, she began to suck on it as she felt her boyfriend's tongue slide out of her pussy. She soon felt his dick sliding into her well lubricated box as she sucked on the other one deeper. She felt weightless between them as one slid into her mouth while the other slid out of her pussy. They were a cohesive team, working as one like they had been training for that moment. It was a little while before Angelica was helped out of the swing and turned over so her stomach was where her ass was previously. The man that was in her mouth had access to her pussy and responded by shoving it in unceremoniously. I response, her boyfriend grabbed her by the hair and shoved his dick down her throat. Again, the swing helped her bounce between the two dueling studs. Angelica almost felt like a rope being pulled between them. Her moaning was only inhibited by her boyfriend's dick as it slid as deep down her throat as he could. He pulled out one more time before she begged him to cum on her chest. She then slid around until she was back on her back. As he stood on the bed to get a better aiming point, the other dick slid out of her pussy and followed suit until she felt the warm spurts of white gold cascade onto her tits. As she reached up to remove her blindfold, she felt another tongue licking on her pussy. She kept still as she felt the tiny tongue sliding up and down her labia. She started hearing her boyfriend and the other person egging the tongue on as she felt the soft fingers spreading her pussy lips apart. It suddenly slid straight inside Angelica and began probing until she began to cum. After her climax subsided, she undid her blindfold to reveal her best friend on her knees before her. She had a grin on her face as she stood up and began to lick the cum off of Angelica's breasts. As Angelica looked down on her friend licking , she saw her boyfriend and her best friend's boyfriend looking at her also and their dicks beginning to show signs of life. Angelica reached over and began to stroke them as she told them she needed more. It looked like her fantasy weekend was off to a wonderful start. A New Swinging Door Opens For my friends who are a little tired of Mike's adventures with Linda, this next story is not out of sequence, it just introduces the next player to have the opportunity to give my wife the pleasure she so richly deserved. By this time, Linda not only was beginning to realize that I truthfully didn't mind her having sex with another man, but also wanted her to continue it if she was enjoying it. Her latest paramour is an example of what happens and how feelings can change – slowly, but surely. To all my friends who tried to reach me while I was out of town and my e-mail was being rejected, my apologies. It's a resolved matter now and I'd like to hear from any of you who care to write and comment, good or bad. 2 This event happened only shortly after Mike had my wife the first time. It set up a chain of events that even I hadn't expected. It also proved that, once a woman finds that sex with another man can be even better than she expected, she will do it again and again if the opportunity is there. Why would anyone want to change that? Mike had been her first, but after seeing the look of enchantment on her face when she met him again and again, I suspected that he wouldn't be her last. It had taken a long time to break down the barriers that had prevented Linda from taking another man as a lover. She couldn't believe that I meant that I wanted her to have sex with others. What I didn't tell her, as I should have up front, was I also wanted to watch him fuck her. That was a mistake that took a long time to correct. In the interim, I hoped that it wouldn't take as long for her to accept the advances of a second lover as it had the first time. It didn't. In fact it was just a little over four months from the time Mike had first screwed my wife until her second playmate got her. It started out innocently enough. We had known our neighbors, Tim and Laura, for almost two years. The relationship hadn't been close, but it grew slowly. I could see it was blossoming, but even I didn't realize that Laura had plans for us and how badly Tim wanted my wife. Tim and Laura weren't prudes by any stretch of the imagination, and they also weren't novices to swinging. I learned just from listening to snatches of the conversations between Linda and Laura that they had quite a bit of experience sexually - a lot more than we had which, until Mike nailed her, had been zero. Most of it apparently had been in short term relationships. Casual fucking as I heard it described years later. Laura had obviously been keeping an eye on the growing relationship grow between Linda and Mike. She kidded Linda frequently about it, but Linda wouldn't admit to anyone Mike was screwing her. After the almost defiant attitude she had demonstrated to me following their first time, she didn't want to tell me about other incidents. It took lots of pleading and probing, but I finally half convinced her that I really didn't mind. I kept assuring her there was nothing wrong with it in my eyes. She was an attractive woman, drawn to another man. They both wanted sex and, when the opportunity arose after weeks of assurances I wanted her to enjoy herself with him.- I even encouraged her to be with him, again and again. Linda refused to let Laura know what she was doing though. Despite Laura's loaded questions and prying, Linda denied there was anything out of the ordinary happening. When Laura persisted in insinuating that she wouldn't mind a romp with Mike, Linda blushed, denied there was anything between them, and changed the subject. By the time that Mike had become satisfied that there was no danger from me in his0 relationship with my wife, he began visiting her more frequently. Then Laura began interjecting herself into the cozy relationship. Almost weekly now, Mike was fucking my wife. The surreptitious meetings were wherever they could have the privacy they needed, sometimes in our apartment, others in the backseat of Mike's little car, and occasionally at an out of the way motel that catered to affairs. . Laura's visits increased also. She would pop over the instant that she saw Mike's car in our carport. She never caught them at anything, but no one who is sexually active can miss the scent of lust in the air and Laura recognized it. As her visits increased, regardless of whether or not Mike was there, she tested the waters. At first it was just an occasional hug for me and then, when Linda didn't rise to the bait, Laura would insinuate to me that Linda was having an affair. That didn't work either, of course. I wanted to protect Linda's relationship with Mike. My smiles at her comments had exactly the opposite effect. New Years was rapidly approaching. Laura, on one of her casual visits, suggested that the four of us get together and bring in the New Year appropriately. It sounded like a good idea, and we accepted. When that night came, Linda dressed conservatively, but in a surplice neckline dress that showed just enough cleavage to make it interesting. Complete with high heels and pumps, she was every bit the attractive woman Mike found so appealing. I was a little more casual in a double knit pair of slacks and sports shirt, suspecting nothing except a quiet, enjoyable evening. We went over at about seven, just as the sun was setting. Laura and Tim had rearranged the furniture, putting a love seat on one side of the room and a couch on the other, clearing the space in the center for dancing. There was a clutch of soft, slow records on the stereo playing just loud enough to make our conversations difficult across the wide space. Within a few minutes, Tim had drawn Linda into a friendly conversation on the couch, and Laura was doing the same with me on the love seat. We danced intermittently, first Tim and Laura, then, as the drinks flowed, switching partners. The lights, fairly bright when we came in, went out one by one, almost as if by accident - the result of forgetting to turn them on when Laura and Linda or Tim and I returned from frequent trips to the kitchen to make drinks. The drinks flowed freely, and the dancing became more intimate. I was slightly surprised when Laura pulled me especially close as we danced and pressed my hand against her breast. It had the effect of making me extremely hard, and I know that she must have felt my rigidity against her belly. Despite Laura's running line of patter, both during and after each dance, I couldn't help but notice that Tim and Linda were also much closer together during their circles around the floor and when they sat down than they had been previously. Linda' face was flushed, as much as anything from the drinking, but I also saw that, as they danced, Tim's hand was frequently on her breasts too. Linda' breasts, as I've mentioned before, are extremely sensitive to the touch. It aroused her to have a man touch them, whether accidentally or on purpose. Her nipples swelled, frequently embarrassing her but providing a rare delight to the man accompanying her. I hadn't known, until now, that she had chosen to wear one of the soft cup bras that I encouraged her to wear when she was with Mike. Almost transparent, the lace was so soft that nothing prevented them from being obvious to the eye, even through her clothing. Her bra emphasized the swell of her breasts, and presented tight, hard nipples for admiration. They pressed tightly against whatever she was wearing over those lovely bazooms of hers. Even at this distance I could see each nipple pressed tightly against the double knit material of her dress, accentuating her attractiveness. Tim hadn't missed it either. He was holding her closer now, his hand always on her breast, pressing hard enough that it dimpled the fabric of her dress. I knew he could feel that lovely nipple beneath his hand - and I suspected that my wife could feel the throbbing hard-on that pressed tightly against the thigh of his trousers. It was an exciting moment that did nothing to decrease the swelling in my own trousers. Laura was doing what she thought was an adequate job of keeping me from paying too much attention to Linda and her partner, but I still caught glimpses of them that made me realize he was trying to arouse her. The sound of a siren, the increased volume of fireworks, and the shouts of "Happy New Year" caught us in the middle of a dance. It didn't seem out of place at all when Laura pressed herself tightly against me and whispered "Happy New Year", pulling my head down to hers and kissing me. I kissed her too, expecting it to be the casual peck on the lips exchanged between friends, but it wasn't. Her mouth opened and I felt her tongue against my lips. I accepted it eagerly, until our tongues met and swirled in each other's mouth. We stood, swaying, locked in that embrace for what seemed like a short time, too short. Pressed tightly against each other, I could feel her breast beneath my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, expecting at best a tittering break-up of our clinch. It didn't happen. If anything she pressed even more tightly against me, guiding my hand to her breast and pressing it against the warm flesh beneath her nylon blouse. I could feel her nipple tightening beneath my hand and squeezed her breast again, this time more firmly. To my surprise her other hand brushed hard against my already swollen cock. I broke our kiss and turned us slightly, expecting to see Tim and Linda kissing too, anticipating an angry look from my wife at what had become the obvious exploration of Laura's body. What I saw convinced me that I wasn't in trouble, at least not from her. Tim's hand had slipped between the folds of my wife's bodice, unhooking the single hook and eye that kept it together. His hand was beneath the material, over her breast, moving slowly in what I could only assume was a slow massaging of that engorged flesh. They were still locked in a prolonged kiss, paying absolutely no attention to Laura and I, their bodies so tightly pressed to each other that there was no separation from head to knees. I looked down at Laura and saw her smiling up at me, obviously seeing there was no threat to what we were enjoying together from that direction. She took my hand and led me back to the couch. I followed her down, sitting much closer than before and sliding my hand behind her shoulders. I didn't know which way this was going to go, but I liked what was happening so far. Her face turned to mine and we resumed the kiss that the fireworks had started. She didn't have to direct my hand this time. I found her breast and squeezed it as we kissed, feeling her hand slide up the thigh of my trousers to the wet spot that marked the end of my cock. I held her close as she squeezed my engorged member and our tongues swirled against each other. From the corner of my eye, I saw Tim pull Linda down onto his lap. Holding her legs across his with one hand, he resumed kissing her. Linda wasn't showing any sign of resistance and I wondered where this was going if it continued. I already had visions of Laura's 34B's in my mouth and her body beneath me as I fucked her right there. It was not to be. Not then. With a gasp, Linda stood up, dislodging Tim's hand which had been sliding higher and higher beneath the hem of her dress. "I think we'd better go, it's late," she murmured, looking over at me and seeing my own position. I would have given anything, at that moment, if she had just acquiesced to Tim's advances and let him fuck her, but she was making obvious moves to leave. With a final kiss at the door and an almost pleading look from Laura while Tim kissed Linda, we left. "That was fun," I said exploratively, walking hand in hand with my wife back to our apartment. I was surprised to have her squeeze it and murmur, "Yes, it was." Almost wordlessly we prepared for bed. We were snuggling tightly together as I explored her body and found her bountiful beaver wet with her desire. We still said nothing to each other as we coupled and I slid deep into her warm, juicy cunt, rejoicing in the sweetness of sex together just as I did after Mike fucked her. She welcomed the feeling of my mouth on her breast, holding it upright as I sucked the sweet flesh of her nipple, panting with desire that we were trying to disperse with our lovemaking. She reached orgasm rapidly, almost within minutes, obviously excited by the events of the evening. Knowing that I needed more from her, she joined my in a celebration of the night's events without saying anything, and enjoyed several more orgasms as I continued exploring her. I came rapidly, much more rapidly than normal, the excitement of sex with her accentuated by the mental visions I had of Laura's breasts in my hands. Linda smiled when she felt the hot blast of cum saturating her juicy cunt and milked me dry with her educated pussy before stumbling into the bathroom. I would have given anything at that moment to have had the opportunity to eat the cum out of her box, something she seldom allowed. We had barely gotten back in bed, curled tightly in each other's arms, before the phone rang. I answered sleepily and was surprised to hear Laura's voice on the phone. "Tim wants Linda, and I want to come over there. What do you think?" she asked to my surprise. "I don't know," I replied honestly. "Would you like to talk to Linda?" When she answered that she would, I handed the phone to my wife who asked in surprise, "Who is it?" She took it from my hand as I answered, "Laura." The conversation was short. Much shorter than I had expected. But Linda' nods and agreement was all that I needed to hear. It was about to happen again. "Laura is coming over, and I'm supposed to go over there," she said, pulling on a peignoir and then covering it with a gown. She reached for a coat to put on over the otherwise very obvious lack of clothing and wordlessly went through the door, into the living room with me following close behind. She was nervous, I could tell, and I kissed her as her hand reached for the doorknob to the apartment door. "Have a good time," I whispered to her after she nodded and slid almost silently out the door. I watched her going down the walk to the apartment building we had been in only an hour or so before. She met Laura, who was dressed almost in the same manner, in the darkness between the two buildings. The glow of a streetlight provided the only low level of illumination. They stopped and exchanged a few words before continuing on their way to each other's husband. I opened the door hastily when I heard Laura's steps just outside and pulled her quickly into the apartment. Her arms came up over my shoulders as she stepped inside and she pressed her body against mine. "I want you," she whispered. Wordlessly, I led her to our bedroom. She was already undressing before I got out of my robe and beat me to the bed. Laura was a good looking woman; sandy blonde hair, a lithe body with small, but adequate breasts and long legs that joined at the thin pelt of pubic hair over her pussy. We both knew what we wanted as soon as we were together and I joined her, hovering over her body, feeling her small hands guiding my engorged cock to the entrance of her tunnel of love. I didn't force it. A gentle downward press of my hips had me barely inside her, with only the thin ring of muscle preventing me from sliding all the way home. She was wet with our excitement. I could feel the warmth of her vagina surrounding my cockhead as I pushed past that last barrier and then the clamping of her cunt around my erect cock. Easing it back and forth a few times, I was soon deep inside her, between those lovely, widely spread legs, luxuriating in the feeling of her vaginal walls constricting my dick. Her sigh showed she was enjoying it as much as I. Her legs raised and I felt them close behind my own thighs as she accepted my offering. I lowered myself to my elbows, with both hands capturing her breasts as I kissed her for the second time. "Do you like it?" she murmured as she felt me come to the end of her juicy box and press tightly to her body. "It's wonderful," I managed to say. It was hard to say anything, feeling as I was that lovely pussy wrapped so tightly around my cock. My thumbs stroked her nipples, bringing them to the same high stature they had been in her house only a few hours before. They felt good. Not big, thick and meaty like Linda's, just hard little nubbins of excitement that generated as much enjoyment as I hoped Tim was feeling right now. "I was really surprised when you called," I whispered as I slowly fucked her. "I have been dreaming of this, but I didn't know if Tim would go for it or not." "Tim was all in favor of it from the first time he saw Linda," she chuckled, pulling me closer to her with her arms and shifting her legs higher until they clamped around my waist. "He's been wanting to fuck her for a long time, but just could never seem to get the ideal time or opportunity. Tonight was perfect. I thought he would do her right there, and I was disappointed when Linda said that you all had to leave. What happened?" "She was too close, I think. She knew that if she let him continue, it was going to happen and she just can't get over the fact that I don't mind her doing it with someone else and that I'd be watching her take it. She was so hot when we got home that we did it for over an hour just calming her down, but she was still ready for it. That's why she agreed so easily when you called." "Tim insisted," she nodded. "He told me that he wanted to fuck her. That's the first time that he's ever come right out and told me that he wanted to fuck another woman." She chuckled. "I know he does, and I know he knows that I've been with other men, but we just don't make an issue of it. Not like tonight. He was hotter than I've ever seen him. As soon as we got in bed and I told him I had seen him playing with Linda' tits, he began telling me how much he wanted to fuck her." She chuckled again. "At first I thought he was going to take it all out on me. He screwed me for more than an hour, but then he rolled off me and told me he still wanted Linda. He insisted that I call you all." I smiled. "That was all it took. As soon as she heard you say that Tim wanted to screw her, she was ready. I don't think Tim would have had to say a word. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her." "I'm glad," she said, looking up at me and raising her hips as I pressed deep into her, "because I've been wanting to fuck you too." The next few minutes, actually closer to an hour, Laura and I brought each other to the peak of bliss at least three times. She grunted with pleasure when I drove my dick deep into her cunt, matching her thrusts with my own, taking all I had to offer and silently begging, with the muscles of her pussy, for more of the same. Her last orgasm was so strong I could feel the fluttering muscles inside her clutching me as she pressed hard against me, letting her own orgasmic juices spray my welcome cock. "A-h-h, that was a good one!" she gasped as she slowly recovered, settling back down into the bed. "Aren't you going to cum?" "Not until I get a lot more of this sweet stuff," I told her with a smile, thrusting hard into her core once more. "We've both needed this for a long time, and I want to enjoy it all." "You're sweet," she said, combing my hair with her fingers. "Just like I knew you would be. I'm really enjoying this." Suddenly, out of the blue came the question that I knew would invariably come up. "Is Linda fucking Mike?" I wasn't about to lie. Not now. I was enjoying this relationship, and I knew that more would be had by being truthful than trying to cover for Linda' enjoyment of her paramour. "Unh hunh," I nodded, with a smile on my face, "He does her ever time he gets a chance." "Does she like it?" A New Swinging Door Opens "I think so. If she didn't, I don't think she would have continued to see him." "How many times has he fucked her?" "I don't know," I replied, honestly, "seven or eight times I'd guess. Why?" "I'd like to get a little of him too, but Linda is so protective of him." "He's her first," I told her. "I suspect that she really has a crush on him and doesn't want anyone to get in the way." She asked me if I would tell Mike that he could have her too and I nodded. I knew Mike wouldn't mind, but I also knew that Linda would have my scalp if I told Mike about Laura and he began visiting her instead of him. Consequently, it wasn't until we left, months later, that I tipped Mike off that Laura, and another lady of my acquaintance, would like to feel him in their pussies. The feeling of the warm cum surrounding my dick had become overpowering. Between what Tim had put in her, and what Laura and I had generated together, left that lovely pussy full of the ambrosia I had enjoyed few times before from Linda. I wanted to find out if it tasted the same. Laura realized what I wanted immediately and offered no objections. I slipped down her belly, wet with our perspiration, until my face was even with her snatch. She adjusted the pillow beneath her head to give her a view of what was about to happen and smiled. Her hands touched my face on each side as I kissed her muff. It sparkled in the dim light from the bathroom, the leavings of her lover's gifts to the goddess of love. "I like that," she whispered softly. My tongue had snaked out and was making a lazy circle over her crotch, feeling the coarse hair saturated with cum, slipping down into the valley of love. She jerked when the flat of it glided over her swollen clit. "There, there," she gasped, thrusting her pooch directly against my mouth, "right there!" Her hands shifted to behind my head then to my ears as she pulled me tightly into her crotch> I flattened my tongue against her clit. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted it too. My tongue dipped into that sweet valley and then glided up to her clit once more, coating it with the cum that I had dipped from her well. Then my pursed lips took the button of live between them. I sucked her clit in and out like a miniature penis, leaving her gasping with each stroke. "Unh," she grunted, thrusting up harder against me, "Oh, damn, that feels good! I love to have a man eat me and you're so good at it. Tim so seldom does. He just wants to fuck me." she complained. I knew what I wanted too, and having already confirmed the tastiness of her hair pie, I dove into it with gusto, using my nose to stimulate her clit while my tongue probed her cunt. If I thought that Laura had been an energetic partner before, she turned into a wildcat when I began fucking her with my tongue and alternately sucking her clit. Her hips bounced violently up and down on the bed as I ate her, my hands clutching those delicate little breasts of hers, feeling the nipples swell even harder and tighter against my thumbs. The first time she came, she remained with only her head and heels touching the bed, the wetness of her cunt pressed tightly against my mouth, reinforced by both hands gripping my head and pulling hard, closing the gap. And what a delicious gap it was. Tim left the same delightful brew of horniness in his wife's cunt that Mike left in mine. It coated my tongue and I drank from that trough until I thought there was no more, feeling the mist of orgasmic juices exploding time and time again from Laura's core as she came. Just as I thought there was no more to be had, she rolled out from beneath me, straddled my chest and forced her cunt down on my mouth once more. "I've always wanted to do this," she hissed as she spread the lips beneath that luscious beaver with two fingers and lifted my head to it with another, "and no one else has ever done it for me. I'm going to feed you all the cum you can eat from now on," she murmured softly, and then I'm going to fuck some more out of you." I didn't need her assurances. My hands caught at the junction of her waist and hips, pulled her down tightly to my mouth as I searched for the last elusive threads of her husband's cum in that very juicy box.. Taking one of my hands in her own, I felt her move it to her breast as she laughed. "Don't worry about getting it all out of me by pulling me down on you," she said pulling my head up tighter with one hand as the other went back to her clit, "I'm going to give you all I've got and then get some more from you." she laughed. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She already knew the answer. Her cunt was shuttling back and forth on my face, coating me from forehead to chin with her and her husband's juices as I let my tongue ride in that delightful coral colored valley. "Oh, god, I love it, I love it," she gasped, as my hands continued the squeezing of her breasts and my tongue wore itself deeper into the groove. "Eat me, Earl, eat my cunt!" It was almost dawn when I rolled out from between those luscious long legs again, having drank my fill from her font. The lightening sky was reflected from blinds covering the windows. I pointed it out to her. "Wow, I've got to go," she said, scrambling up and jerking her gown from the floor where it had been discarded. We barely had time for another long kiss and an exploratory hug before she was scooting out the front door. Dawn was fast approaching. I didn't have long to be by myself. My wife came in the door just minutes later, looking a little nervous, but quite happy with herself. Repeating Laura's actions of a few hours earlier, she kissed me and then led me to the bedroom. "Well, how was it?" I asked, grinning. I could already tell from the white marks on her breasts and the wetness of her pubic hair that she had gotten what Tim wanted to give her. She turned toward me and said nothing at first, obviously thinking about what she wanted to say, then she smiled slightly and said, "Good, very good." I had to pry the action from her a piece at a time as I took her body once more. I could feel Tim's cum sloshing in her vagina. He had cum in her more than once, in fact it must have been several times, judging from the ring of juices that were already encircling the point my wife and I were connected. "He was rough at first," she finally began. "He was squeezing my breasts so hard that it hurt. When I told him to be easier with them, he lightened up a little, but I could tell that he wanted to suck them. He took me to bed and began just like that, sucking my breasts like a little boy who was hungry, and playing with my pussy." "Is he big?" I asked, curious. "At first I didn't think so, but as he sucked me, he got bigger and bigger. He's about the same size as you," she said, looking down at my engorged cock. I knew that he must be slightly larger because of the lack of contact with the walls of my wife's vagina at first, but slowly the muscles were contracting, and I regained the feeling that I loved so much, feeling those lovely strong bands of her cunt muscles working my dick like I knew they had Tim's just minutes before. "He got on top of me at first and shot a big load of cum in me. It was over in just minutes," she said, obviously disappointed. My wife likes a man who takes his time. "I hadn't even had an orgasm. I thought he was through, but he pulled me back down on him when I sat up and reached for my gown." "'Don't go' he told me, 'I just couldn't hold it. I've wanted you for so long.' Then he had me sit astride him and let it slide into me. He pulled me forward a little then down on him so he could suck my breasts as he fucked me." She smiled at the recollection of what followed as I slowly drew her out. "It was much slower the second time. I thought he was going to cum and I was getting ready to myself, but when he felt me cumming, he just kind of smiled at me and kept on screwing me. He said 'Now that's more like it,' and kept fucking me. He got harder and longer as he sucked my breasts and screwed me, pulling my ass cheeks apart, running his hands all over my body." I was no longer having to prompt her. She had obviously enjoyed making love with our neighbor and both of them had apparently reached more than a few orgasms together. "He cleaned me up the second time he came in me, taking me into the shower with him and soaping me down, especially down here," she said, indicating her pussy, now filled with my own cock. "A-h-h, that feels good," she murmured as she came with the sensations that were flooding her as she described what Tim had done to her. "He dried me off at first, but then started kissing my muff and my breasts, fingering me while he dried me. He had me all hot again and then he started fucking me again." "He went through as many positions as we do," she began winding the story down, feeling our own juncture tightening as my cock grew. "He told me he wanted Laura to have sex with you just to keep things even, but he also said that anytime I wasn't busy, he'd like to do it again with me." There was a little halt as she realized what she had said. "Would you?" She shrugged slightly and studied my face, watching for a reaction when she asked, "Would you mind?" I reassured her immediately, "No, honey, not at all. I like the idea of your having a lover," exactly as I had told her when she began screwing Mike, and completely ignoring the fact that now my wife had two men after her hot pussy. "I hope you will," I told her with a smile. I came with her in the minutes that followed, luxuriating in the feeling of Tim's cum wrapping around the head of my cock, deep inside her vagina. Soon we were sound asleep in the brightness of the early morning, still tightly holding each other and still coupled. My last thoughts were of what I would be seeing in the future as my wife developed sexually.