5 comments/ 33096 views/ 25 favorites Naked Weekend By: MrMature I lived several years in a large Midwestern City. While some people think of the Midwest as Bible belt backwards and dry, I found it anything but. In fact I probably had more sexual adventures and escapades there than almost any other place I have lived. For a single guy in his early thirties, getting into the Swinging scene isn't easy. Single men are in demand (lots of couples are looking for a second dick for the wife) but getting past the "screening process" is a bit tricky. First of all you have to be clean, pleasant, non-threatening, not pushy and reasonably well hung. (Truth: women are almost never looking for a smaller cock.) There was a bar in town that was primarily for gay & lesbian customers. But the female (lesbian) owner being a good business person recognized a great opportunity. There was an upstairs and a basement bar. She started opening the basement bar up to Swingers on weekends. Word spread and the bar became a local gathering place for area swingers. But I also found out that, informally, some members of the Swinging Community were coming into the bar on Wednesday nights to socialize. I started to drop in on Wednesdays, and over a couple of weeks I struck up conversations with some of the people there. I made it a point to be easy going and relaxed. As a result, they became more welcoming and friendly towards me. One couple in particular seemed to like me. I will call them "Bob" and "Carol". They were both in their late 40's. Bob wore wire rimmed glasses and was slender built with short salt & pepper hair that he combed back. Carol was about 5'5", slender built, short cut brown hair and small boobs. After a couple of different evenings spent talking and getting to know each other, they told me that they were members of a nudist resort located in a rural area about thirty miles away. They were planning on going out there this coming weekend and asked me if I would care to join them? I thought it over very carefully for about 1/10th of a second and said "yes"! Nonmember guests had to be pre-registered and the members that invited them were responsible for their behavior, so it really was a sign that they liked me. I gave them my information and they gave me directions. They were going up on Thursday evening and I agreed to join them Friday afternoon. Friday afternoon I put a few things in a bag (not much packing needed for a nudist resort) and headed out. When I arrived I was stopped at the front gate by a pleasant Security Guard wearing a polo shirt and short pants. I noticed a sign on the side of his guard shack that read "Clothing required beyond this point". I gave him my name and told him I was a guest of Bob & Carol. He check on his clip board and then made a call on his phone. When he hung up he pointed me to a small parking lot adjacent to the Guard Shack and told me to wait there for Bob. In about five minutes Bob appeared driving a Golf Cart (I discovered this was the common mode of travel on the grounds) and after a brief greeting, he led the way. As we entered the grounds I noticed how clean and well-manicured everything was. The next thing I noticed was how naked everyone was. And how causal they were about it. There were all ages, shapes and sizes of people. We pulled up in front of Bob & Carol's cabin and I got out. As soon as we stopped, Bob peeled off the shorts and Hawaiian Shirt he had been wearing and was instantly nude. He appeared to have a "spongy" hard on and was about ¼ erect. In his semi flaccid state, his cock was about 5 inches long, about 1&½ inches across and circumcised. Carol came out to greet me and gave me a hug. She was also naked and I could see her breasts were small (B cup?) but her nipples stood out about ¾ inch. Her pussy had a sparse covering of trimmed, brown public hair. All in all, two sexy, comfortable, healthy people. Carol took me by the hand and led me inside saying, "Take your clothes off and get comfortable". It is amazing how quickly you get comfortable with nudity when everyone else around you is also naked. I stripped and we gathered towels and sandals, got some cold drinks and headed out for the swimming pool. On the five minute walk to the pool I was treated to the sight of all kinds and ages of naked bodies seeming very much at ease and unashamed. There was a casualness about the whole thing that put me very much at ease. (Thought I will admit I may have gazed just a little longer at some bodies than I did at others.) When we arrived at the Olympic size pool we located a table with an umbrella and sat down. A young man (dressed in the same polo shirt and shorts that seemed to be the employees' uniform) came over and took our drink orders. Bob and I stayed at the table while Carol dove into the water to cool off. When Carol came walking back to the table, I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked, naked with droplets of water all over her body. After she sat down and we all launched into small talk and I glanced around at all the naked people. Then I became aware that under the table, my cock was starting to stir. Not full blown hard on, but swelling none the less. For the rest of the afternoon my dick alternated between semi soft to semi erect. Over the course of the afternoon various friends of Bob & Carol stopped by our table to visit. And we occasionally jumped in the pool to swim and cool off. At the end of the day we made our way back to their cabin where Carol made us a light dinner and we relaxed in their living room. By now I was struggling not to have an erection. I had been teased all day with the sight of naked bodies and sometimes raunchy talk. And now Carol had started brushing up next to me and touching my chest or back as she walked by me. My cock was now straining in a full hard on. But I noticed that Bob was also sporting a pretty healthy erection so I was past being self-conscious. I was sitting in a chair across from Bob & Carol (who were on the sofa) when Carol got up and, very matter of fact, walked over to me. She dropped to her knees, and without a word, leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. I don't think I have ever felt anything better than, after a day of tease, the sensation of Carol's warm, wet mouth slipping over the head of my dick. She slowly moved her mouth up and down over my cock. Occasionally looking up directly into my eyes. She started alternating her movements with a light flickering of her tongue on the underside of my cockhead. As she worked on my dick I glanced up at her husband sitting across from us. Bob was smiling and very slowly, almost lazily, stroking his cock. After a few minutes, Carol raised her head up and in a somewhat coy voice said, "If you are game, I'd suggest we move this to a more comfortable setting." Yeah. I was game. Carol took hold of my cock led me down the hallway to their bedroom where candles were already burning and music was playing on the small stereo. She reminded me of a lean cat as she crawled up on the bed and rolled over on her back. I took my cue and crawled up on the bed and lay with my head between her legs. I looked at her pussy, with the well-trimmed hair and just a trace of her inner lips protruding. I touched it with my fingers and felt how wet she was. She moaned and I placed just the tip of one finger in her and slowly moved it up and down the length of her slit, just one knuckle deep. I moved my face forward and placed a gently kiss right on her clit. The aroma of her vagina was intoxicating as I removed my finger and begin to softly lick up and down the outside of her slit. She arched her back and moaned. After a few minutes of this, I inserted two fingers halfway into her and slowly moved them while I continued to lick her outer lips. Her breathing was becoming deeper and she was moaning while clutching at the bed covers. Her juice was starting to cover the lower half of my face as her excitement grew. I withdrew my fingers and gently pulled open her lips. Then I moved in and inserted my tongue. As I slicked my tongue inside her soaking wet pussy I could hear her gasping. After a few minutes of this I moved my attention upwards to her engorged clit, which was now clearly visible between the folds of her pussy lips. I extended the tip of my tongue and gently begin to stroke her clit. I alternated my movements every few minutes between licking up and down and going side to side. She started to tense up and her groaning was interspaced with "Oh God... Oh... Oh... Oh my...Ahhhhhh... Shit... Damn... Ah... Ah... Ahhhhhh... " After I had been licking her pussy for close to half an hour, I placed my lips on her clit and begin to suck. Gently, but steadily. Occasionally I would flick her clit with the tip of my tongue and then resume a gentle sucking. I inserted two fingers in her and stroked the top of her pussy canal, touching her G spot. Suddenly she bucked her hips up high and let out a scream that she tried to muffle with her hands. With her orgasm fully underway, her juices really started to flow. Her orgasms lasted over a minute and then she collapsed and went limp (while begging me to stop licking). I pulled away and stood up. Bob (I had forgotten he was even there) handed her a cold bottle of water and a hand towel. He laid down next to her and stroked her face. "You OK?" He asked her. She managed a smile and said, "Oh yes. More than OK." After a minute or so of catching her breath, Carol looked at me and said, "After that, I think you owe me some dick." Who was I to argue with my hostess? I moved back on the bed between her widely spread legs. I moved slowly to bury my cock all the way in her. I marveled at just how tight her pussy was. "About time," she said. "I've been looking at your cock all day." "Every time it got hard, I wanted to jump on it." (Guess I didn't do such a good job of hiding my erections.) I started to move in and out of her. Slowly at first, letting her get used to my cock. (I am about 7.5 to 8 inches long but fairly thick.) As I started to speed up, each inward thrust caused her to exhale. I could feel her juices continue to flow and coat my cock as well as spill out on my balls. I was laying on her, moving my hips at a moderate speed. She put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me up. As I raised up on my knees, Carol pulled her legs back towards her chest. She looked me in the eye and said, "OK. Now slam it into me. Give it to me!" I took hold of her ankles and held her legs up and apart. I pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back in all the way. I repeated this movement several times, picking up speed between each thrust. Finally I was slamming into her at high speed, causing her to gasp, groan, moan and yell. She was looking up at me, eyes wide open, mouth gasping for air. Her guttural groans filling the room. I released her ankles and let her put her legs down on either side of me. I leaned forward, supported on my hands and knees and resumed rapid, rhythmic stroking inside of her pussy. In addition to the incredible wetness that was flowing out of her, Carol's vaginal canal was super tight. And she had great control of her muscles. I noticed that Bob was sitting in a chair to the side of the bed slowly stroking his engorged cock. I was having a really hard time holding off cumming. Carol had been having a series of orgasms, but after almost a solid hour of fucking, she tensed up her entire body, arched her back up off the bed and opened her eyes and mouth as far as she could. After all the sounds she had made with her earlier orgasms, this final one was silent. In fact, she seemed to even stop breathing. Suddenly I lost all sense of what was happening around me. After a day of naked bodies, teasing and anticipation... My cock exploded. It literally felt like my balls were being projected out of my dick. My entire body felt like it was being charged with electricity. When the sensations started to subside, I managed to roll to one side before I collapsed on my back. Carol gasped that she needed some water. Again, Bob appeared with a bottle of water and a hard cock. He also passed a bottle to me. After a few minutes of catching our breath, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I returned, Bob was standing in front of Carol, who was sitting up on the bed with his cock in her mouth. She was doing a slow, almost teasing, blow job. Bob was moaning and breathing deeply. I walked to the other side of the bed and lay on my back to watch the show. Carol adjusted her position so that she could continue to work Bob's cock with her mouth and at the same time, take mine in her hand. She started stroking me slowly and teasing the underside of my cock head with her thumb. Despite being really sensitive from my earlier orgasm, my cock started to stir and get hard again. After a few minutes of this, Carol pulled her mouth away from Bob's dick and moved to straddle me. She lowered herself on my cock slowly, and didn't stop until she was all the way down with my dick buried completely in her. After taking a moment to catch her breath, she leaned forward and started to move slowly on my cock. I was still very sensitive so each little motion felt like electrical current. After a couple of minutes, she stopped moving and I saw Bob move behind her. It was then that I noticed the tube of KY laying on the bed and realized that while Carol was riding on me, he had been coating his cock with the lubricant. I felt some fumbling movements and then I could feel Bob working his cock into Carol's tight little ass. Carol dropped her head and gasped as I felt Bob's cock through the thin membrane that separated her vagina and her anal canal. It took a couple of minutes, but soon we had Carol full in both holes. Bob started to move slowly in and out of her. Carol was gasping, "Oh my God, oh my God, that feels SO damn good" as she was rolling her head and gritting her teeth. With Carol sitting on me, I was unable to move much. But I did push up into her pussy as Bob buried his cock deep in her ass. I had the sensation of not only Carol's soaking wet, hot pussy but also the feeling of Bob's dick rubbing against mine. Carol meanwhile appeared to be almost overwhelmed. This went on for over a half an hour until Bob started to speed up his thrusting. Carol was slapping her hands on the bed and sucking in air. At this point all I could really do was lay there and try to push upward. And then Bob unloaded in Carol's asshole. His pumping slowed but he made several deep, hard thrust into her. And then he stopped and pulled out. He stood up at the foot of the bed and Carol rolled off of me and went limp on the bed. She managed to utter a single "wow" before she simply drifted off to a deep sleep. I got off the bed and told Bob, "I am guessing she needs some rest." Bob grinned and winked at me. "I am guessing she does." I walked up the hall to my bedroom thinking this had been one day I would never forget. I had no idea... (There are a couple of other stories from this weekend. Let me know if you want to hear them.) Naked Weekend Pt. 02 After I walked out of the bedroom, I made a brief stop at the bathroom and then proceeded on to my bedroom. The fact I had not cum, combined with thinking about what had just taken place with Bob & Carol, was causing my cock to begin to stiffen again. I was standing next to my bed slowly stroking my dick, thinking I would jack off before going to sleep, when I heard Bob's voice behind me say "Need some help with that?" I turned around and saw Bob standing there with a slight smile on his face. "I was thinking about draining it a bit before going to sleep," I replied. "Well, in that case, let me help you." He said. Bob pointed to the edge of the bed and said "Have a seat." I sat on the edge of the bed with my cock starting to grow stiffer. Bob dropped to his knees between my legs and took my dick in his hand and then slipped his mouth over my cockhead. My cock was already sensitive after the fucking I had done with Carol. And now the light feel of his hand slowly stroking my shaft with his warm, wet mouth working on my cock's head was electric. In a matter of seconds my cock was fully inflated and straining. Bob altered his movements and rhythms to keep me building but not quiet reaching the bursting point. This was very obviously not the first time he had sucked cock. After several minutes of this, Bob suddenly stopped and stood up. "Lay on the bed". He instructed. I scooted up on the bed while he stepped out of the room. I heard him in the bathroom and then he was back in a matter of seconds. In one hand he had a tube of KY Jelly and in the other hand he had a hand towel. As I lay on my back, Bob squeezed some KY on my straining cock and begin to stroke it. He then moved up and straddled me. "I have to start in this position. We can change later if you want." He reached down and took hold of my dick and positioned my cockhead against his anal opening. He slowly begin to sink down, causing my cock to push open his ass. After a few slow up and down motions, my cock begin to slide into him. He continued to slowly move up and down, taking more of my cock with each downward slide. He was doing deep inhales and exhales, punctuated by occasional moans, until he finally sank all the way down on me with my cock buried as deep in his ass as it could go. After a short pause, he begin to move up and down on me, moving faster. After several minutes, he paused and slid off of me. He move up on his knees and elbows with his butt up in the air. I stood up next to the bed and pulled his hips back towards me. As I stood on the floor, I pushed my cock back into Bob's now puckering ass. The sight of my cock stretching open his tight ass was exciting. I pushed my cock balls deep into him and pulled back. By now I was excited and need of a good cum. I was past going easy. While I did not want to hurt Bob, I was so horny that I thought my cock might literally explode. So I began to thrust. Quickly. Steadily. I held Bob by the hips and worked my stone hard cock in him. His ass felt tight and the texture was rougher than pussy. But the heavy coating of KY made moving easy. Bob was rolling his head and moaning. He uttered a generous number of "Oh God's" and "Oh yeah's" with an occasional "fuck me". At one point he gasped out "No wonder Carol loves this." After that I heard a female voice behind me say "Damn right". I turned my head and saw Carol walking around the foot of the bed with a big smile on her face. She gave me a playful slap on my butt and said, "Keep fucking and stroking, stud. Make him sore." She made her way to the opposite side of the bed and stood in front of Bob while I fucked his ass. She reached under him and began to rub and tweak Bob's nipples, which seemed to inflame him more. She was talking to him, saying "That's the way baby. Take that cock. Like the way it feels? I bet you feel stuffed. Oh, my God, your dick is getting hard again." Sure enough, Bob was getting hard again. Carol moved to his side and reached under him to begin stroking his cock while I plowed him from behind. And then... I came. I have no idea how much, but it felt like I shot a quart. I felt it in my cock, my balls, my knees, and my entire body. And about the same time, Bob shot a load. Carol grabbed the hand towel that Bob had brought with him and used it to catch his cum while she continued to stroke him with one hand. I stepped back and pulled my cock out of Bob's ass while he fell forward, face down, on the bed. Carol rubbed Bob's back while she looked at me and winked. "Good job" she said. "On both of us" She leaned down and said to Bob, "Come on hon. I think our guest needs some rest." As they walked down the hallway, I crawled into bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow. Naked Weekend Pt. 03 The next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee brewing. I also heard a car door close and an engine start outside. I slid out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I washed off my face and brushed my teeth. I made my way down the hall to the kitchen where a very naked Carol was setting on a towel, in a chair, at the table having coffee. "Good morning, stud," she said with a big smile. "How did you sleep?" I replied that I had slept very, very well. "So did we." She said with a wink as she poured me a cup of coffee. "Where is Bob?" I asked. "Oh, he just left for a bit. He had to run to the store to pick up a few things." I slipped into a chair and gratefully took a sip of the black coffee she had poured me. After a few minutes of small talk and coffee, Carol shifted to conversation. "You know, you about wore Bob out." He doesn't get to have sex with very many men. So many men in the Swinging Lifestyle are timid to admit they are bi. You seem to just slip back and forth and be very comfortable with yourself. That is both refreshing and sexy." "I just like to go with what feels good and try not to worry about labels," I replied. "Wanna hear something you might find interesting", Carol asked. She had dropped her voice just a notch and had a slight smile like she was about to share some deep secret with me. "One of our favorite ways to start a day is for me to wake Bob up with a hand job." He really enjoys them and I love the feel of his cock in my hand and the sense of control it gives me. He doesn't get to come until I finish him. Most times I will talk to him while I stroke. Tell him a story or something to help get him really hard and horny. This morning I talked to him about you. I described the sight of your cock thrusting in his ass. It certainly had the desired effect." She continued, "His cock got so hard and he started to moan." "I just kept a steady stroking no matter how much he pleaded with me to speed up." "But I may have done too good of a job." When he shot off, it was pretty intense." "It may be a while before he can get a good hard on." Carol's gaze was becoming more intent as she talked, "Now normally after I jack him off, he gets up and goes to work and I take my orgasm in my own hands. But this morning I just didn't feel it. I was, am, horny but I wanted more than my own fingers. That's why I am sitting on this towel. My pussy has been dripping ever since I woke up." Carol knew exactly what she was doing. My cock had gone from passive to straining as I listen to her. She continued, "As I was stroking and talking to Bob, I was remembering how wonderful your cock felt in my pussy. How it seemed to be just a perfect fit. I could feel your dick rubbing against the walls of my pussy." She stood up and put one foot on the seat of her chair. "Here, feel for yourself" I reached over and slipped a finger into her dripping wet vagina. She really was soaked. "So what do you say, stud? Wanna help a girl out?" I stood up and my hard cock sprang into view. She looked at it and let out a deep breath. She reached over and took hold of my cock and proceeded to lead me down the hall to my bedroom. When we got there, she sat on the edge of the bed and guided my cock into her mouth. While Bob was a good cocksucker, Carol was a master of the art. She moved her lips up and down my dick while she gently toyed with my balls with one hand. After a few minutes of this, I decided to reverse the situation. I stepped back and pulled out of her mouth. I reached down and lifted her legs up which forced her to recline on her back. I then knelt down on the floor with her legs draped over my shoulders and moved my face slowly towards her pussy. I extended my tongue and gave a few soft, slow licks from the bottom of her crack up to her swollen clitoris. This caused her to gasp and groan. She tightened her grip on the sheets. Where she had been wet before, she was now almost flooding. I peeled her lips gently apart and moved in to lick her open pussy. After a few minutes of this, I inserted two fingers about one knuckle deep and gently massaged the first inch inside her pulsating vaginal muscle. While doing this, I began a slow, soft circular motion around her clit with my tongue. Now she was slapping her hands on the bed and making incoherent noises while raising and dropping her head. After several minutes, I finally placed the tip of my tongue directly on her clit and worked it up and down softly. Finally, she sat half way up and let loose an orgasm that appeared to rock her entire being. Her orgasm lasted for well over a minute until she reached down and pushed my head away while gasping "No more! Stop! Please! You are going to kill me." I stopped and pulled back. She collapsed in a wet heap on her back. I allowed her just a moment to catch her breath before I slipped between her legs on my knees. Even though my cock is thick. I had no trouble slipping right into her and sinking to the bottom of her pussy. With her legs spread open, wide and raised, I began to thrust in and out of her pussy. She was now on an almost nonstop orgasm ride. She started cumming within a couple of minutes of my entry. And as soon as one orgasm subsided, another seemed to start. She was thrashing about under me groaning, gasping and yelling. After about a half hour, I suddenly had a thought. I remembered what she had described while sitting at the kitchen table. She had talked about my cock fucking Bob's ass. I pulled out of her pussy and turned her over on her knees. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed so I could stand behind her. I retrieved the bottle of lube that had been left on the nightstand last night. I coated my cock and put a generous amount on her little brown hole. As she looked over her shoulder at me with her mouth wide open and breathing rapidly, I placed the head of hard dick at the entrance to her ass. As I begin to push into her I saw the look in her eye. This was exactly what she had been wanting. I pushed the entire length of my cock into her very tight ass. She offered no resistance but I went easy initially to prevent hurting her. After a few slow in and out strokes, I began to increase my speed. She was totally in another world now. She was rolling her head back and forth and uttering noises more than words. Her ass opened up around my cock as I plowed deep and steady into her. Finally, she built to one final, powerful orgasm in her anal canal. When she came, she launched herself forward, off my cock and onto her stomach. She lay there gasping for air. When she was finally able to speak, she said "Oh. My. GAWD!" It has been a long time since I have felt anything that intense." "Oh, shit." "I am afraid I am wrecked." I stood there for a couple of minutes and then I made my way down to the bathroom. I got into the shower and let the warm water wash over me. After I had a good soapy shower, I got out and dried off. This time I wrapped a towel around my waist as I made my way to the kitchen. Bob and Carol were both there. Carol smiled broadly and said "Your coffee got cold. Have a fresh cup." I gratefully took it and sipped the rich brew. I have no idea if Bob knew what had transpired while he was gone or not. (I suspect he did know.) Nothing was said and later we made our way back to the pool to soak up some sun and jump in the water to refresh. Over the course of the afternoon several people stopped by and chatted and visited with us. I was treated to the sight of a large number of naked people. All of them without a trace of embarrassment. Later that afternoon we said our "see you laters" and I left for home. Bob and Carol put the word out that I was a decent, respectful guy and I was accepted into the local Swinging community. I was invited to parties and private gatherings or to play with some couples who wanted another male. It was the beginning of a very interesting and fun time of my life.