1 comments/ 25955 views/ 5 favorites From Writing to Reality Ch. 01 By: morris40 Tom and Tina's imaginative stories on Literotica had invigorated our sexual fantasies, although they had never actually met my wife and me. They had even convinced us to meet them in Tahiti for a week of fun. While we had agreed in principal to swap partners for an evening, sex is never a sure thing with strangers, even after a year of planning. We justified the trip as a stop on the way for me to attend a scientific conference in Singapore, but we knew the real reason that we were there. We were attracted to couples who loved each other and were imaginative about sex. Tina had been a teenager and a virgin just finishing her education at a convent school when she had met Tom. She was not a virgin when they married, but she had never felt a cock other than her husband's. It was Tina's repressed sexual fantasies that had been the fuel for their first steps into erotic role playing. Those first few steps were so enjoyable that Tina and Tom took off running. We would never have caught up with them if Tina hadn't wanted to meet her first fantasy lover in person. The man who had seduced her with words was me, Morris40, an occasional contributor and avid reader of Literotica. Tom's story on Literotica about their adventures in role playing is how I got involved. I had sent Tom an email complimenting him on his story and thanking him for the inspiration behind a couple of superb orgasms that my wife and I shared. One email had lead to another until he was inviting me to seduce his wife with my words. I was hesitant to write to a stranger over the internet, but I get a vicarious thrill imagining strangers drawn into my erotic imagery. Why else would I post stories on Literotica? So what if "loving_hubby" was actually a sex starved divorcee in Nebraska posing as a thirty-something married couple in Thailand. Whoever the author was, he/she knew how to write a sophisticated erotic tale. How could I deny a fellow author the pleasure of imagining me pumping sperm into his wife? And then I heard from Tina for the first time. Tina really was the woman that Tom had described in his stories about imaginative role playing. Now in her 30's and with two children in school, she had decided that life had more to offer than conventional morality allowed and that sexual adventures shared with her husband would be good for their marriage. All they needed was a little encouragement. I just told them what Tom had already told me. They already had a stable and loving relationship. What they wanted was some excitement. I told Tina that she was too hot for any one man so that first seductive email culminated in the fantasy of Tom and I making love to her together. My words encouraged Tina to admit that she wanted the sperm of two lovers mixing in her womb. Tom encouraged her to scream my name that night as they made love. Her friend had been right. The excitement of their renewed sexuality invigorated their marriage. Within the month, they had decided to trade partners with their neighbors. It was only a matter of time before my wife and I would be invited to join their circle of swinging couples. So here we were a year later and half a world away from our home. My wife, Alicia, was swaying in Tom's arms to a sultry beat on the dance floor of a nightclub in Tahiti. The evening was going well, but I was still unsure if it would work out as smoothly as my stories unfold on Literotica. My wife and I were much older than Tom and Tina. I could reassure my wife that she was sexy, but she knew I loved her so somehow my woody didn't count. We still swapped with old friends, but it had been years since she had opened her legs for a stranger -- and especially for a man who had been riding a tricycle when she lost her virginity. She had been unsure whether she wanted to take the risk of being rejected just for the excitement of holding a young man's cock. Tom was patient. He got to know what aroused her and then tempted her with her own fantasies. I helped, of course. I wanted Tina, but I also wanted to see my wife lose her inhibitions again. Only a younger man like Tom could do that for her. Our emails got hotter and more frequent. We traded pictures in clothing that we could have worn to a formal dinner party. While the pictures were innocent, our thoughts were not. The intensity of our sexual coupling was pushed up a couple of notches. After one exceptionally vigorous orgasm, I asked my wife if she could image having sex with Tom. She answered that not only did she dream about Tom driving his shaft into her but she was aroused by the thought of Tina's lips parting for my cock. We looked at each other knowingly and then fucked like young lovers for the rest of night. The passion of that night had carried us into the arms of our cyber lovers. The first meeting had gone well. We had been greeted with hugs at the hotel like we had been old friends. We had come to feel like we knew each other and we really did. The impressions formed with words and pictures over the internet fit the reality of these friends we had just met. When Tom touched Alicia's knee as they sat next to each other, it seemed like the most natural of gestures. My wife's grandparents had all been born in Norway. Her broad shoulders and large breasts were a part of her Scandinavian heritage. A thousand years before her grandparents had immigrated to the United States, her Viking ancestors had carried a woman with dark skin and eyes back with them to their homeland so my wife's skin was a warm brown like Tina's - and as smooth as sheer stockings. My wife had debated whether to wear stockings and then finally decided to leave her legs bare. Her legs were well shaped from years of rowing but it was a practical decision to go without. She wanted to feel Tom with her bare skin as he lay on top of her that first time and she was afraid she might not get her stockings off before her legs were locked around his back. Now we all swayed on the dance floor of the night club. My wife had her arms around Tom's neck as he looked in awe down her generous cleavage. Tina's willowy body was barely covered by her translucent dress as she molded herself to me and undulated with the rhythms. Dancing had been a good idea. Tina made dancing seem like sex with clothes on. She moved my hand to her breast during a slow number and sighed when I squeezed her hard like Tom did in his stories. We looked over at our spouses. They were locked in a kiss as they turned slightly. I could see Alicia's hand reach down and rub the bulge in Tom's pants. Tina saw it, too, and thrust her pelvis into me until I groaned and pushed her away to avoid coming right there on the dance floor. "You can quit worrying now, Morris. She'll get a good ride from Tom." "Then I can't wait to hear you say those three magic words to me." She wrinkled her forehead and tilted her head slightly until the inside joke came to her. Then her eyes brightened and a smile spread across her face. She had first heard my voice in a .wav file that I had sent her by email describing how I had made love to her after she said those three magic words to me. She leaned into me until her lips touched my ear. In a sweet voice that only I could hear, she whispered "Fuck me, Morris!" She pulled back quickly and laughed without letting go of my hand. Pulling me behind her, she led me from the room. I had waited for this moment since the first image of her face had opened on my computer screen. She was the perfect embodiment of a seductive enchantress. Her glossy red stiletto heels accentuated her shapely legs. Her patterned stockings ended at the top of her thighs but her sheer skirt was so short that a finger's width of caramel colored flesh flashed into view with each step. She took care that her every move was meant to arouse. The sway of her hips, the way she tossed her long straight hair, her bare back and shoulders -- all conspired to prepare me for the moment when the door of our room clicked shut and she turned to face me. If I wasn't tenting my trousers by then, the evening would be a disappointment for her. She didn't have to worry. If I had been any more aroused, I would have cum in my pants like the young man in their first role playing adventure. The elevator ride was almost my undoing. We rode the first several floors alone. When the doors closed on us, she had pressed her slender fingers around the bulge in my trousers and stroked firmly. I pulled her closer to stop her from jerking me to a premature climax. Her open mouth sucked me into a passionate kiss. My hands had lifted her skirt up over her bare ass by the time the elevator door rang. I had just stretched the thin fabric back over her exposed skin when the door opened for two young women with Australian accents and a handsome man of Chinese ethnicity, who was obviously enjoying their company. Tina was a woman dressed to seduce in an outfit calculated to enhance the sexual appeal of what little it actually covered. By contrast, the young women appeared formless in jeans and shirts that hid the assets they each had to offer the young man with whom they were flirting. Tina moved in front of me and pushed her ass firmly into my groin as she studied the young man who shared a part of her multi-ethnic parentage. She locked eyes with him and smiled seductively while moving her body provocatively into the obvious tent in my trousers. I swear that the man grew an enormous erection within the brief span that the elevator took to climb the next six floors. Her effect on their man was not lost on the two women. One of the women moved in front of him protectively and pressed her ass back into his erection as the other moved behind him and reached boldly into his pocket to fondle his equipment. As the elevator door closed behind us, Tina laughed again with unrestrained joy. "What was that all about?" I asked. "Just helping a couple young women get laid. They might never have taken the first step without a little competition to encourage them." I imagined the young women now competing with each other to emulate Tina seductiveness until clothing was scattered about the room they shared together. In that moment, their naked bodies would no longer compete for his attention. They would press into this relative stranger as a single mass of undulating flesh. Male and female. Western and Eastern. Tall and short. They would all be bonded together by a shared need for sexual gratification. They had been under Tina's seductive influence for a matter of minutes. I looked forward to a night of wanton pleasure with this embodiment of all my carnal desires. But was she really such a seductress. She had described herself as just a shy girl who would never dream of being on the cover of a fashion magazine. Perhaps she was right. The picture she had sent me was of a beautiful young woman, but I would never have mistaken her for a movie actress. No, she was much more beautiful. The deep brown eyes that hinted at her Chinese ancestry had a kindness in them that a worldly model could not fake for the camera. Her smooth brown skin had not come from a tanning booth but was a gift from an Indian father. Tom's loving wife was only a seductress when she wanted to be. For tonight, it was not the shy girl that was leading me down this hallway to get her pussy stuffed. The door to our room had barely closed when I felt the warmth of Tina's mouth enveloping my cock. I wanted to shoot my load down her throat, but not standing with my back against the wall. I pulled Tina to her feet, stripped off her dress, and shoved her onto the bed. She was naked except for her stockings and high heels. I crawled over her body until my cock again touched her lips and my tongue had access to her sex. We grappled together in a classic "69" position and sucked in each others scent and taste. I could not stop myself from cumming in her mouth, but we did not stop. She rolled me over and sat on my face. My arms were bigger than her thighs, but she used her weight effectively to control where my tongue pressed into her. The taste of her wet slit aroused me. She had the first of several small orgasms before turning her attention back to my now revived cock. I felt the pressure of another body on the mattress next me, but my vision to either side was blocked by Tina's thighs. Someone turned on another light. "I like to see what I'm eating." It was my wife's voice. The groan of pleasure must have been Tina's husband. "Your husband is skilled with his tongue." Now it was Tina's voice answering my wife. My wife made in an unintelligible reply as her mouth was full of Tom's cock. My senses were enhanced by what I could hear and feel without seeing. My wife sat on the bed next to me with another man's cock between her lips. I could hear Tina encourage her husband to squeeze my wife's breasts. My wife must have seen my cum dripping from Tina's chin. She surely could see the tip of Tina's tongue probe the little slit were my sticky fluid continued to leak from the end of my shaft. I studied Tina's sex while I decided where to explore next. My arms wrapped around her thighs while my hands spread the wings of her cunt. The outer folds were swollen thick and red with engorged blood. Beads of her secretions glistened in the folds and filled my nostrils with the musky scent of her arousal. I pulled on the inner wings of her sex to spread open her tunnel for me. Her inner labia were much longer and fuller than my wife's. I sucked one fold and then the other deep into my mouth as Tina continued to writhe in pleasure. The dark recesses of her vagina begged me to explore those parts of her sexuality that my eyes would never see. I curled the finger with my wedding ring into my palm and pushed the longest of my two fingers into her dark cavity. I moved my fingers inside of her to stimulate those delicate tissues that aroused her. She had let go of my cock to concentrate on the intensity of her experience. "Fuck her Morris! You've got her close." It was her husband's voice that emboldened my explorations and finally pushed his wife over the top. All of those parts that she had kept hidden for years were now only inches from my face -- the soft bush of her pubic hair, the wings of glistening flesh, the pink nub of her sensitive clitoris, her tunnel stretched open by my fingers. My fingers thrust into her while my tongue licked at the juices that my probing fingers brought to the surface. I kissed passionately what she had once been too modest to expose for her husband's camera. I could feel her body tense. Her sensitive clitoris pulled back into its protective hood. Then she exploded in an orgasm that convulsed her whole body. I could feel the rhythmic contractions of her pelvic muscles deep inside her vagina. As the contractions lessened in intensity, I withdrew my fingers and she shuddered again. No cock had entered her, but a stream of frothy secretions dripped from her pussy. I pursed my lips over her opening and kissed her again. My tongue darted into the tunnel stretched open by my fingers and licked at her scent. She collapsed on top me, breathing hard. I lay my head back on the mattress with my own strength spent. My cock leaked freely, but I had not cum again. I thought of all the possible positions in which my cock would have access to Tina's pussy when she came down from her orgasmic high -- and I smiled to myself. I could sense a change in activity on the bed next to me. My wife's words were now distinct. Her groans were no longer muffled. She twisted her body and thrust her pelvis until the mattress on which we all lay seemed to bounce. Tom was eating her pussy like I had eaten out his wife's. By the time that my wife had the first of her orgasms, Tina had rolled off to one side. I rested my cheek on Tina's backside and watched the intensity of expression in my wife's face. Tina studied her husband as he eagerly licked and sucked at my wife's sex. My wife is always highly aroused after being brought to climax by oral sex done well. Tom had her at her peak. She used the muscles that she had built by long hours on a rowing machine to pull Tom up from between her legs so he could fuck her. As their lips locked together in a sloppy kiss, she must have tasted her own scent on his tongue. Tina reached between her husband's legs with one hand and curled her fingers around his shaft. With the other hand, she spread the lips of my wife's sex and guided the tip of her husband's cock to the opening. The shaft was no longer than mine but the uncircumcised tip of his cock appeared enormous poised there at the opening to her tunnel. With gently increasing pressure, he pushed against her. Accompanied by a long deep sigh from my wife, his tool sank into her inch by inch. I watched mesmerized for several thrusts as her delicate tissues clung to his shaft when he withdrew and then disappeared into her darkness as he thrust again. My wife gushed the same frothy liquid that I had sucked from Tina's pussy. The lubricant gave a wet sheen to the fleshy piston plunging irresistibly into her. I could see the muscles in his buttocks and thighs contract with each thrust until he had the bulk and definition of a body builder at the end of an exercise routine. He was stronger than I was and had more body hair. She must have felt the difference between us. She raked his back with her nails and held her legs even wider apart to give him deeper abscess. They were oblivious to the two of us watching. Their faces were contorted with that mixture of pleasure and pain that is sex without inhibition. Tina left them to complete their act of sex. I watched for another minute and then followed her into the bathroom. Tina stood in front of the mirror still naked except for her stockings and high heels. She saw me in the reflection and smiled. She bent over the sink and splashed water on her face to wash off the semen that she had been unable to catch and swallow. The cheeks of her ass separated to expose her sex as she leaned forward. Her pussy was still wet from her secretions and my tongue. I moved behind her until our bare skin touched. She shuddered with what she knew would come. Her high heels made up for much of the difference in our heights. Her position was perfect for me to enter her as she braced herself against the cool marble of the countertop. She called out my name and urged me to fuck her. My cock reached further into her depths than my fingers ever could. Her fleshy tube stretched and elongated to accommodate my tool and then contracted back onto my dimensions until my cock fit her vagina like a finger in a glove. We watched ourselves in the reflection. I could see the lust in her eyes as my cock pounded into her. I could see the inevitability of my orgasm build on my face as she gripped my cock inside her. While I am usually a gentle lover, I could see the raw sexuality of rutting animals as we fucked in front of that mirror. I looked down to where we were locked together. I wondered how many cocks had entered her since I had first seduced her with my words. How many men had the pleasure of feeling her warmth contract around their tools and milk the fluids from their testes. We heard our spouses cry from the other room as their fucking culminated in a moment of sexual release. Neither of us wanted to let this moment of sexual ecstasy reach its inevitable conclusion. She held her hand up for me to stop as she reached a point where her orgasm was almost irrepressible. We stood locked together motionless watching each other in the mirror. I studied the contours of her breasts as she leaned forward and then stood upright again. She reached between her legs and fondled the sac that contained my testicles. The sac was nearly empty as my testicles drew up inside of me waiting for release. Each time we came back from the edge of the climax, we would pump into each other for a few exquisitely pleasurable strokes and then hold still again. From Writing to Reality Ch. 01 I had my eyes squeezed shut and was held motionless when I felt my wife's hands on my ass. She squeezed my buttocks apart with the palms of her hands and pressed her thumbs against the sensitive tissue just below my scrotum. "You can't make it last forever," she said. "You know that, don't you?" And then she squeezed my buttocks and pushed me forward. The force of the thrust drove me as deep into Tina as the length of my shaft would allow. Tina groaned and shoved back into me. I pressed back into my wife. We quickly fell into a rhythm as I was moved back and forth between the two women. With one last deep thrust, I emptied my sperm into the depths of Tina's womb. My wife grabbed both of us around our waists and held us together as our strength was drained by a long series of orgasms. Tina slumped over the sink as my flaccid member slipped out of her. With the cork removed, a stream of liquid ran out of her sex, staining her stockings and splattering on her shoes. My wife waited until she was sure we could stand on our own and then left us for the comfort of a shower. Tina and I stumbled back into the bedroom to find Tom sprawled naked on the bed and half asleep. Tina crawled across the bed at right angles to him, kissed him awake and thanked him for the evening. "I've had one of the best fucks in my life," she paused, "and I have you to thank for arranging it." They kissed for at least a minute after that. It was one of those long slow kisses that only a couple in love can give to each other. And they were indeed a loving couple. We could be their friends. I could fuck his wife, but I could never make love to her like he could. Tina looked over her shoulder at me. "Did you enjoy watching Tom fuck your wife?" "Almost as much as I enjoyed fucking you," I replied to her. "Almost? Almost!?" My wife had entered the room and the conversation. "You can't rank experiences that intense," Tina continued, soothing my wife's obviously feigned irritation. "But after sucking your gorgeous mounds, can Tom be satisfied with these?" Tina was on her hands and knees. Her breasts hung down enticingly for Tom and her pussy opened again in an invitation that I could not refuse. Tom crawled under her to suck her breasts. I positioned myself behind her like a dog in heat. Debbi spotted Tom's pole sticking up in the air and quickly positioned herself over his manhood. She lowered herself on Tom's pole just as I sank my shaft into Tina's pussy for a second time that evening. Tina's pleasure was complete as she was being sucked and fucked at the same time by her first two lovers. Three orgasms in one night is pretty much my limit. I have no idea when they left or what the three of them did after I went to sleep. I do remember waking up in my wife's arms the next morning. She traced her fingers over my face lovingly and was obviously happy from the arrangements of the previous evening. "Did you enjoy yourself?" she asked, while still stroking my forehead. "Yes, but I wouldn't have if I thought you weren't," I answered truthfully. "Oh, I did. I definitely did." "When are we going to see them again?" I asked. Then I heard the shower running and smiled to myself. "Why don't you go take a shower with Tina, honey? And send Tom in here. I'd like a little snack before breakfast." ... to be continued. A final note: This story occurred in a parallel universe without sexually transmitted disease. If you don't live in such a universe, please wear condoms (and pick your friends carefully) -- but don't be afraid to share. Your spouse could be someone's fantasy lover. From Writing to Reality Ch. 02 The second morning at the resort was the prelude to even more adventures. We had spent our sexual energies in the shower that morning, but we each looked forward to what new sexual pleasures the evening would bring. We napped during the heat of the midday. We were content to just enjoy the touch of bare feet and bathrobes as we lay together under an umbrella and listened to gentle waves break on the sand. In the afternoon, Tina snorkeled with me in the lagoon while Tom and Alicia hiked inland to watch birds as brightly colored as the reef fish. The first colors of the sunset found us on the beach together again. We smiled as we walked by another couple wading naked in the clear water. We shed our clothes while they watched us. A narrow trail beckoned us to explore a small stream, so we turned away from the beach. A short walk led us to a small pool in a clearing. The smooth rocks around the pool were covered with a soft layer of moss. I had been holding Alicia's hand. Tina had her arm around Tom's waist. By silent agreement, we separated from our spouses and found our lovers. Tina wrapped her arms around my neck and swayed to her own music as she danced with me. My cock was quickly swelled to its full length by her sensuous moves. Alicia's technique was more direct, but no less effective. In the corner of my eye, I could see my wife on her knees smiling with Tom's cock bulging her cheek. Tina sank down and pulled me with her. The cool hardness of the rock contrasted with the warm softness of her flesh. I felt my face guided between her thighs until my lips were pressed against her sex. I licked on her delicate folds until the scent of her lust told me that her clitoris was ready to be sucked. I pressed the flat of my tongue against the protruding nubbin and shook my head from side to side. I could feel the vibrations of arousal penetrating to her core. Shoving her legs further apart, I thrust my tongue into her vagina. She obliged me with a shudder as she tipped her head back. My wife was on her hands and knees with Tom's shaft stuck in her pussy. I could have fucked Tina at that moment, but I wanted the evening to last. Tom could squirt a half dozen times for each one of my organisms. I had to accept that I was an older man and pace myself accordingly. I pulled Tina into my lap as we watched our spouses make love. Tina slipped my cock into her pussy but made no attempt to get me off. We snuggled and enjoyed the closeness of the moment as our spouses neared a shared climax. Alicia and Tom were too absorbed in each other to notice or care when another couple walked into our clearing. They were an age somewhere between Tom & Tina and my wife & me. Like us, they were naked. Unlike us, they were not comfortable with being naked in the company of strangers. The man pulled on his wife's hand to leave us to the privacy of our clearing, but his wife was frozen in her tracks. Tom opened his eyes and was locked in her stare just as he reached the edge of his orgasm. My wife screamed "fuck me" at same moment that she too became aware of the new couple's presence. It made no difference. For the next minute (but it seemed longer), Tom and Alicia fulfilled their carnal needs as we watched entranced by the intensity of their fucking. When they were through, Alicia lay flat on her stomach across the smooth rock with a white streak of cum down her back. Tom kneeled over her smiling triumphantly with a wilted and dripping cock. The woman, who had been frozen in her tracks, finally spoke. "Oh, my God!" Tina understood instantly how the woman felt and how to put her at ease. "You've never seen a couple make love, have you?" "No! I never! I couldn't!" Her husband was no longer pulling on her hand to leave. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck sweetly. She relaxed slightly. "I mean. I could never." Her husband spoke now. "That's not what you said last night. You called me an old prude as I remember." "Getting naked, Yes! I mean, just the two of us on the beach, but ... Oh, my God!" It was Tina that evoked the last comment. She stood up, leaving my cock for all to see, shiny and wet and pointing straight up. I did not consider myself particularly well endowed but my tool was somewhat longer than average and well shaped. The naked women stared at my cock and trembled almost imperceptibly as her husband continued to hold her around the waist with one hand and fondled her ample breasts with the other. Her deep red nipples hardened and jutted forward. Tina walked confidently toward the naked couple without words being spoken. Tina took the woman gently by the elbow. Her husband released his grasp around her waist, placed his hands on her smooth ass cheeks, and gave her a little push forward. Her first step separated her completely from her husband's touch, although he was still only a foot or two away from her. "You want it. You know you do." He said gently. She looked over her shoulder at him and then looked back at me. Her expression was blank. She had not made up her mind as she looked me over. Her eyes darted back and forth over my naked body until I could feel her gaze lock on my erect shaft. I could see her expression change as she continued to stare at the cock that only moments before had been shoved into another woman. She took a step forward and looked over her shoulder again. "Are you sure?" She said, almost pleadingly, to her husband. His words reassured her, but his stance reassured her even more. He stood in the warm light of the early evening with the confidence of a man who knew what he wanted. She saw that he was fully erect. Not all men want to see their wives get fucked. Tom and I knew the difference between sex and love. We knew that our wives could enjoy sex with friends without threatening the love shared in a committed relationship. I needed no reminders of what had physically attracted me to my wife. It was the similarities in our approach to life that bound us together as souls but it was the difference in our bodies that bound us together as man and woman. I enjoy having a wife who is an attractive woman. I enjoy the sight of her seductively clad in a low-cut dress with her legs perfectly shaped by high heels. She was not sexual with me as just an obligation of marriage. She loved sex and enjoyed the freedom of displaying her beauty without fear of arousing my jealousy. What better way to show off her sexuality than letting me watch her make love to another man? The man knew all this about himself and his wife before she did. Now he encouraged her to display her sexuality like she had never done before. The sheer novelty of the situation stripped her of her inhibitions. It had taken nearly a year to arrange a meeting between Tom and Tina and my wife and me. Tina had masturbated for weeks with a full length photo of me before she had sent me a close cropped picture of her face. It was another month before I saw her legs or heard her voice. For months, she would not let her husband send Alicia a picture of his equipment -- that is, until she had seen her husband's cock slowly swallowed up by a neighbor's pussy for the first time. Then her desires were unleashed and her pussy learned the pleasures of servicing their neighbor's husband. For this inexperienced couple, all of the uncertainties that it took Tina months to negotiate were resolved with a few words and a reassuring smile during the dozen steps that separated her husband and my cock. The woman straddled my legs and licked her lips as she looked down at me. She shuddered involuntarily when her flesh first touched mine. Tina guided the woman's hand down to my cock. She positioned my cock to slip between the bright red wings of her labia into her wet tunnel. Just as we were about to join our bodies together with a slender rod of engorged flesh, she hesitated. The opening that only her husband had entered for all of the years of marriage remained just out of reach. Tina moved behind the woman and placed her hands on her shoulders. With firm but gentle pressure, Tina pushed the woman down onto my waiting cock. The woman's face was intense but serene as my shaft slowly entered her. I felt her exhale as my shaft shoved her cervix aside and reached further back into her dark cavity than her husband ever could. All eyes were on us for the first penetration of the newbie. When my cock was fully engulfed by her pussy, she looked directly into my eyes and laughed. It was not amusement but pure pleasure that shook her body. Her full breasts bounced in front of my eyes as she tilted her head back and laughed again. When she stopped laughing, she twisted her body to look over her shoulder at her husband. "I've done it, honey! I'm fucking him. I'm going to make him cum ..." And then she began to describe all the lewd acts that had previously been mere fantasies. She held her nipples up to my lips for sucking as she rode up and down on my cock vigorously. She would not have been considered exceptionally beautiful in a wet T-shirt contest, but the intensity of her sexual desire was infectious and I was finding it hard to hold onto my sperm long enough to please her. The spectators lost interest in the two of us even as we became lost in each others sexual pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tina go down on her knees and take the man's cock in her mouth. The ecstatic look on his face was priceless. Then I could see nothing as the woman pressed my face between her breasts and humped me. I couldn't see Tom but I could feel his presence in the woman's movements. When she let go of my face, I leaned back to take in the wider scene. Tom was behind the woman with his hands on her ass. He pushed her up and off of my cock then slipped his own thick shaft when mine had just been. The woman gasped with the sensation of a much larger, if somewhat shorter, cock. As abruptly as he had entered her, he pulled out and let my cock replace his. She rode my cock with renewed vigor until Tom pushed her off again. With the next cock swap, her chest flushed and she screamed as her body rocked with spasms of orgasmic ecstasy. She fell off to one side but Tom would not let her rest despite her weak protests. He rolled her on her back, pushed her thighs apart and thrust his cock into her still quivering pussy. She had a second incredible orgasm before she had let go of the first. Tom's back would be raw where her fingernails were digging into him, but he seemed to be enjoying himself so I let them fuck while I turned to the other 3 members of our little orgy. Tina had written me early in our relationship that she had no attraction for women. I knew this was not true, of course. We were all attracted to each other. We just needed the right circumstances. These were the right circumstances. The man lay on his back with Tina on top of him. They were of just the right height so that Tina could feed her tongue into his mouth while he filled her pussy with his cock. My wife had pressed her breasts into Tina's back and was nibbling on her ear as encouragement to their fucking. As I watched, Alicia slide her breasts down Tina's back and planted kisses along her spine until her kisses had no where else to go but along the crease in her ass. The man broke off Tina's kiss and gasped as he felt my wife's tongue slide along his shaft and lick at the juices that coated his shaft each time he pulled out of his new lover. And that's when I knew that Tina had become a sexually liberated woman. She had fucked me because we had become lovers since that first exchange of emails. Not lovers like our spouses, but lovers like a trusted friend can be a lover in an open relationship. These two people were strangers. We did not even know their names. But the man had a cock that felt good in Tina's pussy and the woman had a pussy that felt good around Tom's cock. That was all that was necessary. We would spend the rest of the vacation as an amorous foursome but it was only a matter of time before Tom & Tina would join us at our swing club in Florida. I had once watched my wife make love to a half-dozen men over the course of an extended weekend. I was just a little jealous of Tom at that moment, but it soon passed. Tina's beauty would attract any man she wanted and Tom would always be there to explore the man's wife. A beautiful couple could have anyone who believed in the swinging lifestyle anytime they wanted. Now I wanted Tina and it was my turn. The man was still quivering as his limp cock slipped from her dripping pussy. She had gotten the sperm that she craved. I did not let her get up. With her breasts draped over the stranger's face, I crouched over Tina and thrust my tool into her. I thrust hard and fast as the stranger bit at her nipples. When I came, our commingled sperm gushed out of Tina's pussy and made a sticky mess of the stranger's pubic hair. When Tina and I stood up, my wife crawled on top of him and rolled the man over on her to take her turn. After years of being sexually faithful to his wife, the man was insatiable. The woman had been watching us when I let loose inside of Tina. She held Tom's cock and was licking at the tip, but had not let him block her view of the three of us. Tom appeared to appreciate the woman's attention, so I took my wilted cock over to her for a little oral refreshment. She grabbed my cock when it came within her reach and pumped the two of us together with her fists. For a woman with no prior experience of group sex, she knew instinctively how to satisfy multiple partners. As her husband pumped into my wife with renewed vigor, Tina came over and held the woman's long straight hair back from her face so she could turn from one cock to the other without distraction. My wife was getting increasing noisy as she neared another climax. I always get excited when my wife gets vocal, especially if the cause of her moaning was another man's tool working into her. A wet kiss from Tina put me over the top and I shot a glob of the sticky stuff into the newbie's mouth. She looked surprised without letting go of my jerking shaft. Tom put a load of cum across her cheek before she turned toward him and took his next jet on her tongue. I finished off as cum slid down her chest and dripped off a nipple. When we had finished, we lifted her up together and each gave her a warm embrace. We smiled quietly as my wife had to help her exhausted husband to his feet. We were left in silence except for the gentle sound of water running into the pool and the distant crash of surf. It seemed only natural to introduce ourselves by name to these strangers with whom we had just become so intimate. We had drinks together that night and finally got to know them better. We would have swapped with them in an instant if they had been old friends, but it had been fun making love with them as strangers. They left the next day, but they were world travelers so it did not seem so final. It would not be the last time we saw them. And, of course, we had the rest of the week with Tom and Tina. A final note: This story occurred in a parallel universe without sexually transmitted disease. If you don't live in such a universe, please wear condoms (and pick your friends carefully) -- but don't be afraid to share. Your spouse could be someone's fantasy lover.