0 comments/ 249621 views/ 26 favorites Swingers By: Slickman Copies of this story may not be made for distribution, be publishing or copied to another webpage without explicit permission from the author. * Jed Atkins and his wife Emma had recently downsized and had moved into the new patio home development about two months ago. They were both in their late forties and were ready to settle in and enjoy life after kids. Most of the other folks in the community were slightly older than they were but all of them were very nice and friendly. Especially their next door neighbors Jack and Sally. "I tell you I don't trust him," Jed said to his wife as they looked over at Jack sitting on his patio smiling at them. "He's just being friendly," Emma said, sipping on her hot coffee. "Friendly!" Jed proclaimed. "Squeezing your ass at the barbeque is a little more than friendly." "He's harmless," Emma laughed. She felt good knowing her husband was jealous because most of the time he showed little emotion or affection towards her. Maybe things would pick up in the bedroom she wondered. She thought back about the barbeque and how Jack had cornered her in the den while everyone was outside and how he slowly slid his hand down her upper back to her waist. She gasped when his fingers slipped lower over her round buttocks and gently squeezed them. She was so shocked she just looked at his smiling face and walked quickly away from him. It was later that night when she mentioned it to Jed. He wanted to call the man out at that moment but Emma calmed him down. "I wonder how he would like it if I squeezed Sally's ass." Jed puffed. "Well she does have a nice ass," Emma giggled. "I wouldn't know," he lied. He had admired both Sally's ass and firm breasts since he first met them. "Yeah right," she smiled. ***** "I can't believe you just touched her like you did." Sally said to her husband as they looked at Jed and Emma across the small bunch of shrubs separating their two homes. "I thought you wanted to get to know them better." Jack commented. "As friends," she injected, "our swinging days are over." They had not swapped spouses with anyone for almost ten years. "I thought you enjoyed swinging?" Sally thought about the four or five times they traded off with the couples in their last neighborhood. It had started innocently enough at a swim party until they all had too much to drink. The women soon removed their tops and the men made sure to touch as many of the soft mounds as they could in the dark pool water. She was not aware that Jack had entered the house with another woman until she found herself alone with one of the men. "We shouldn't do this," Sally told the man as he pushed his hard-on against her bikini covered ass. The booze and his closeness were quickly lowering her resistance. His bulge felt so big and so hard against her. His lips nibbled on her tender neck as his fingers moved under her arms and slowly over her soft breasts and hard nips. "It's just touching," he whispered as he toyed with the hard pink digits. "My husband," Sally moaned as he pushed and rubbed his manhood against her backside. "He's probably doing more than we are right now." She was satisfied just allowing him to touch her soft treasures but one of his hands moved off and slowly down to the top of her bottom. As it slid under the edge she grabbed his wrist. "Don't." "I know you want me to touch you," he whispered, keeping his fingertips under the elastic band. He gently rubbed across the tiny blonde hairs under her navel. "No, it's not right," she moaned feeling his huge penis now resting length-wise between her buttocks. "If you husband cared he wouldn't be in the house with another woman," he reasoned, "right?" The man was right. She imagined Jack fucking one of her neighbors. Her grip on his wrist loosened and her hand fell to her side. She was his to touch. Her head fell back onto his shoulder as his fingertips made the slow journey down under the top of her bottoms. She thought he would quickly touch her but he was teasing her and taking his time. "Oh please," she moaned. The man smiled knowing she now wanted his fingers in her damp pussy. He touched the top of her narrow strip of soft pubic hair and moved lower to gently curl the neatly trimmed bush in his fingers. He felt her ass now pushing and moving back against his hard-on. Sally didn't care what the man did to her now as long as she was satisfied. Finally, his fingertips moved down into the top of her slit and then lower over her pulsating clit. This time she pushed her hand down over the front of her bikini bottom until she found the top of his fingers that were touching her passion knob. She pushed down harder and cried out, "Yes right there!" Suddenly he pulled his hand from her bikini. "No please," she said as she turned to face him. "Touch me," he said looking in her deep blue eyes. Sally looked at him first in fear. Did she have enough nerve to just touch him? She looked again at the house and down at her arm and hand as they moved forward through the cool water until she found the top of his swim suit. Her eyes closed as her fingers pulled the waistband out and slid quickly under it. Her fingers moved cautiously down into his pubic hair until she touched the base of his shaft. It was pointing out at her as she slowly curled her fingers around it and followed it out to the tip. He was at least two inches bigger than her six inch husband. "It's yours," he whispered. Sally's body relaxed as her fingers explored another man's hard-on for the first time. It felt similar to her husband but somewhat different. It was slightly thinner she believed as her fingers squeezed him tightly. "Do you just want to touch it?" He whispered. Of course she thought. Surely he didn't think she would let him fuck her. "Yes," she whispered back at him. "Are you sure?" he asked as his fingers once again moved down the front of her bikini to find her moist folds. His face moved closer to hers until his lips brushed teasingly against hers. He moved back and her lips followed until their mouths pressed hard together and their tongues raced out and met. Sally felt his middle finger invade deeply into her pussy. It felt so good. Her fingers stroked him to match his finger-fucking of her pussy. She didn't realize her bottoms were being lowered until his hand turned slightly to slide another finger into her. "OH GOD!" She moaned as she allowed him to push her last garment down over her thighs to her feet below. She stepped out of them and watched as they floated to the surface. She was now naked with a man's fingers pushing in and out of her. Her eyes opened and she looked into his. Her eyes begged him to do it. He pulled his finger away and quickly stripped off his trunks. She moved back against the side of the pool for support as he moved forward between her legs which quickly wrapped around his hips. Sally braced herself as his hot tip pushed between her opened lips and slowly buried itself deeply within her. The water allowed their bodies to move freely as he fucked in and out of her depths. The effects of the booze had completely worn off and the two of them were now totally aware of what they were doing. "Don't stop," she begged as her body was close to coming. Her eyes opened wide when she felt the fuse ignite and that's when she saw her husband standing on the edge of the pool looking down at her. At first she panicked but relaxed when she saw his smile as well as a naked female standing next to him. She couldn't stop the climax now if she wanted to. Her scream could be heard almost a block away. "OH YES!" Sally felt the man's sperm empty deep inside of her and quickly pulled away from him. She moved to the steps and walked out naked to stand in front of Jack. Neither of them said a word for almost a minute. "I couldn't stop," she said hoping that he was not mad that she had let the man fuck her. "Me neither," he smiled telling her that he had done the same thing. They quickly gathered up their clothes and headed home It was two weeks later at another party when the women threw their house keys in a large bowl and watched as the men selected them for a hot night of raw sex. During one of the parties a group sex orgy evolved as eight bodies twisted together on the soft rug in front of a fireplace. It was the first time Sally was intimate with another woman. Their sex lives improved immensely until two of the neighbors were caught cheating away from the parties. It was OK to have sex at a party but it was not OK to have sex separately. The man was Jack. Sally moved in with her sister for almost four months before she would move back in with him. Since that time no mention was made of the swinging. ***** "Don't even tell me you want to swap with Emma and Jed," Sally said to her husband. "Hey, I made a mistake and was wrong. But I know you enjoyed the swinging as much or even more than I did." Sally knew he was right. The sex was the best that she could have ever imagined. When she was with another man she felt free to try different things and didn't mind when they tried different things to her. She even missed the female sex when they participated in the group orgy. "I'll have to think about it," she said looking over at Jed. He did have a nice body and had always seemed to look at her when they were together. "Good," he said. ***** It was two days later when Emma heard a light tapping on her backdoor. Jed had just left the house for a golf match and she was still in her pajamas. She opened the curtain and saw Sally standing there. She quickly opened the door to let her neighbor inside. "Hi," Sally said as she moved to sit at the small kitchen table. "Do you mind if I sit for a while?" "Of course not," Emma said. She noticed the woman had a light robe on that poorly hid the round shape of her breasts. "I saw Jed leave and wanted to come over and apologize for my husband," the blonde woman said. Emma realized she had found out about the ass grabbing. "It was not a big deal." "Does Jed know?" "Yes, I don't keep secrets from my husband," Emma said. "He is still somewhat upset but he will get over it." She laughed. "What's so funny," Sally wondered. "He wondered how Jack would have liked it if he touched your ass." "Really?" Sally said not smiling. "I'm sure Jack wouldn't care so if he would stop being upset no problem." "Men are so immature at times," Emma grinned. "Touching someone's ass is not that big a deal." "It didn't upset you when Jack did it?" "Well I was surprised but, quickly got over it. It felt good to have a man show me some attention." "Same here," Sally said agreeing. "Why do they always want something they can't have?" They finished their cups of coffee and Sally asked Emma, "How would you like to go to a bachelorette party this Friday night?" Emma thought about it. "I have Friday open. Who is it for?" "My niece Jenna," Sally answered. "It's a small party of about 5 women." "OK. Do I need to bring a gift?" Emma asked. "Nope. Just yourself." Sally grinned. She had found out from her sister that a male stripper would be there and hoped it would loosen Emma up some. "I'll pick you up around 7:00PM." Sally turned and left. ***** Later as Emma and Jed lay in the bed she told him about the party. "Some of those parties get kind of wild you know," he said. "You are thinking of bachelor parties," she replied. "I'm sure this party will be very tame. It's for her niece and her mother will be there as well." "Fine," he said thinking that she was asking him for permission. ***** The next morning as Jed walked to the mailbox to get the newspaper Sally walked out her driveway at the same time. He smiled and quickly noticed the lightweight robe snug around her chest and hips. "Good morning," He said as he stood just watching her body move towards him. Sally stood next to him. "You can touch my ass anytime you want if it will make you feel better." "What?" he asked not believing she was saying this to him. "My wife has been talking." "Jack and I want to be your friends so remember what I just said," she smiled as she grabbed the newspaper and walked with a defined wiggle back into her house. Jack stood still with his mouth open. He thought about giving his wife hell but kept hearing her voice, "You can touch my ass anytime you want." Shit he thought as he quickly walked back in the house to hide the forming bulge in his pajamas. ***** Emma called Sally on Friday and asked her what she should wear to the party. Sally told her a skirt or dress would be fine. She picked out her nicest skirt that came down to about mid-thigh and a nice silk blouse. At 6:45PM Sally knocked on her door and Jack answered it. "Is Emma ready?" Jack smiled and moved back to let her in. "She will be down in a few minutes." "Good," Sally smiled. She moved up to him and whispered in his ear. "This is your chance." There was no doubt in his mind what she was talking about. He smiled into her blue eyes and moved his hands around her back. Before he could chicken out his fingers moved down until her smooth ass rested in his two large hands. He couldn't feel any panties as he gently explored their softness. She pushed her thigh forward until it touched the hard-on under his slacks. They heard Emma's footsteps and quickly moved away from each other. "Now we are even," he whispered with a smile. "Nope," she grinned as she reached down and grabbed his large bulge. She quickly measured its length and thickness before she pulled away. "Not even anymore." "Sorry I'm late," Emma said as she turned the corner to see Jack standing close to Sally. He turned and looked away which she immediately knew something was wrong. "Did I miss something?" "Nope," Sally lied. "Let's go." Emma didn't push it anymore but she knew something was said or done at the front door. She put it in the back of her mind as she watched Sally pull her car into a rear parking lot of a small café. "The party is here?" "Yes, the café belongs to my sister. We will be in the small private room in the back." Sally said smiling. Sally's sister was as wild as she was and there was no doubt she would have a cute stripper for Jenna. At the last bachelorette party things went a lot further that she had imagined and afterwards she watched as her sister gave the young guy a blowjob. Luckily only one other woman and she were there at the time. Sally brought Emma in and introduced her to her niece and her maid of honor Karen. Her sister Janet led Emma to her seat and they started the wine flowing. After about an hour of wine and fun the women all had a good buzz. Emma was feeling no pain when she heard a knock on the rear door. She figured more women would be coming in but instead a policeman came in. "I've heard there was a party going on here and you women were doing a lot of drinking," he said smiling. "Yes and what are you going to do about it?" Jenna shouted as she stood up face to face with him. Emma looked at he girl thinking she was nuts to confront him this away. Her eyes opened big when he grabbed her body and turned her around. Before she could blink the policeman slipped handcuffs on the bride-to-be's wrist. Janet pushed a chair into the middle of the room and the cop pushed Jenna down onto it. The girls skirt was high on her thighs but no one made any motion to pull it down. It was when the music started that Emma knew she had been had. The man tossed off his police hat and slowly unbuttoned his shirt while his body wiggled back and forth in front of Jenna who was now smiling ear to ear. "You didn't tell about this." Emma whispered to Sally as he took off his shirt showing the six women his tan muscular chest. "YEAH!" Janet screamed as she grabbed the shirt and tossed it next to his hat. "Are you surprised?" Sally asked Emma as the man grabbed a hold of the sides of his pants and pulled until they quickly ripped away from his body. He stood there in only his tight bikini briefs that had an obvious eight inch penis pushing outward inside. "God!" Emma said as she leaned forward. "He's not going to take his underwear off is he?" "I guess we will just have to wait and see." Sally grinned. There was no doubt that his bare prick would be bouncing around in a short amount of time. Emma watched in amazement as the man dancing up to Jenna and opened his thighs until his body pushed his large bulge forward against the young woman's chest. At first the girl acted embarrassed but her eyes locked onto the bikini briefs and aimed her lips down until she kissed the curled sausage. The women were now hooting and hollowing for him to take off his tiny covering. "Take it out!" Sally screamed next to her. Surely he wouldn't do that Emma thought but her eyes opened wide again when his fingers pinched the sides of the briefs and pushed downward. Jenna's head was in Emma's way so she could not see the man's penis. Her body was up and moving to the side before she even told it too. "Holy...!" Emma cried out when she saw how big he was. He had Jed beat by at least three inches. The man moved forward again until his penis which was now pointing outward pushed against Jenna's covered breast. She again had to move to the side to see what he was doing. She gasped when his fingers moved down to unbutton the girl's blouse. Surely he wasn't going to.........Emma had to sit down when he pulled open the blouse exposing the small blue bra. His fingers found the front clasp and pulled the bra open allowing them all to see her small but firm mounds with tiny little cherry nipples pointing outward. "Are you OK?" Sally whispered in Emma's ear. She had seen the woman suddenly sit down and hoped she would not faint. "Yes, oh my God, look at what he is doing now!" Emma said while watching him grab his hard-on and directed the mushroom tip to rub back and forth across her hard nipple. "You've never had a nipple rub before?" Sally whispered. She glanced down to see the hard tips of Emma's nipples pushing out the thin material of her silk blouse. Emma didn't see her as Janet moved over and whispered in her sister's ear. She did see Janet whisper in the man's ear and did see him turn to look at her. Her heart almost stopped when he moved back from the handcuffed girl and walked towards her. Her hands pushed out to keep him back but he kept coming until her hands pushed against his chest and his forward motion pushed her chair back on two legs. "Don't please." Emma cried out in fear. She panicked again when someone grabbed her arms and pulled them back behind her. She heard the clicks of the handcuffs before she felt the cold metal on her wrists. "Stop. Don't do this." She groaned as the chair was lowered to the floor and her body moved within an inch of the tip of his long prick. "Go ahead she wants it." Sally said to the guy who was worried he could get into trouble doing something to a woman who didn't want him to. "Sally!" Emma cried out. She looked at her laughing neighbor and started laughing too. Here she was a grown woman afraid of a young naked male. After all what could he do to her in front of all of these women? "OK," she said to him, "get it over with." Her body was on fire and trembling as the man pushed his hard-on forward until the tip now pushed against her large and soft breast. Her eyes never left the massive crown as he again aimed it across the obvious bud of her mound. "Take off her blouse too." Jenna cried out while enjoying the show. She didn't want to be the only women topless. Emma started to complain but stopped realizing it would probably do no good and the wine had eliminated a lot of her shyness. She smiled at him giving him the OK. Swingers Sally stood back and grabbed the small digital camera. The light in the room was bright enough that she did not need a flash as she held it up while the man unbuttoned Emma's blouse and pulled it off to rest on her wrists by the cuffs. CLICK. No other man had ever seen her naked breasts except for her husband but that changed in a second when he released her back snaps and pulled the white lace from her hot tits. She was proud of her long hard brown nipples as they made their world appearance. She closed her eyes waiting for his penis to rub against them when she felt something completely different. Her eyes opened wide and saw his head in front of her and felt his lips sucking on her rigid nipple. CLICK As his lips captured her nip his fingers moved down to her legs and then up under her skirt. "Please," she begged him as his fingers moved up until they pushed at the vee of her panties between her tightly squeezed together thighs. She didn't want him to touch her there mainly because he would know just how turned on she was. She moved her leg up to push him away but all she did was make her pussy mound available for his touch. His fingers quickly pushed the soaked material down into her slit. "OH GOD!" She cried out when he pushed against her clit. CLICK He pulled his hand out and smiled at her. Her secret was out. She froze as he moved back and tensed again when he moved forward. His penis moved like a magnet not to her nipples but to her mouth. He wanted her to suck him. Emma tried to turn her head to get away from the disgusting thing he wanted her to do in front of everyone. She hated having a penis in her mouth remembering the early days of their marriage when Jed tried to get her to do it. "Just lick it." Sally whispered loud enough for the man to hear. Emma's eyes looked up at her neighbor. She wanted to kill her at that moment. If licking it would make him stop then she would do it. She turned her head back to the front again and watched his prick come closer. She closed her eyes and pushed out her tongue. His spongy tip brushed against the end of her tongue and he held it there while he moved his shaft all around it. She tasted his juices and realized they were not so bad. CLICK Her mouth started to open to suck in the tip when he pulled it away. She was disappointed as he moved back to Jenna. "Sally, get me out of these cuffs." Emma whispered. "I can't," she whispered back, "I don't have the key." "Shit," Emma muttered as she sat helplessly watching as the man's fingers moved up under Jenna's skirt. She expected him to touch her like he did herself but instead he grabbed a hold of the girl's panties and pulled downward. Jenna lifted her hips to help. He left the skirt high enough on her legs that they all could see the curly neatly trimmed brown bush of the future bride. Everyone now knew she was not a natural blonde as the hair on her head suggested. Sally smiled as he pushed apart her niece's legs and planted tiny little kisses up her creamy white thighs. She heard Emma's gasp when his mouth moved forward until his tongue flicked over the hairy treasure at the junction of her legs. Her little twenty year-old niece was getting a wicked clit licking. Emma watched and realized she was jealous he was doing it to the girl and not herself. Until tonight she had never seriously thought about having sex with another man. She licked her lips and tasted his pre-come still lingering around. "OH GOD PLEASE. IT FEELS SO...OH...DON"T STOP!" Jenna cried out. She was embarrassed to have this man going down on her in front of her mother but it felt so good. She realized she was coming. "NOW!" Her tiny hips shot upward until her body exploded. He pulled his face away and smiled. "Is he finished now?" Emma asked Sally as he stood and looked around the room. "I hope not." Sally replied as she made eye contact with him. She wanted her turn at this amazing hunk of male flesh. He motioned for her to come to the middle of the room and she quickly did what he wanted. Her hands moved up over his neck as she pushed her dress covered body tightly against him. Emma thought she was watching a movie as his hands moved down over her ass to the bare skin of her upper thighs. His fingers pulled the dress up until her beautiful ass was exposed. More than one of the women gasped when they saw she was not wearing panties. He was also surprised as his fingers explored her ass and then pulled up the front of her dress to allow his bare prick to push against her naked stomach. She saw him whisper something in her ear and then saw her smile and shake her head yes. Sally looked into his eyes as he lifted her body up until her legs curled around his hips. Her pussy was now open and pressing against his shaft. He had asked her if she wanted to fuck and she motioned yes. His fingers moved under her dress which was now covering her pussy and directed the tip at her dripping oven. With one shove he quickly entered her. Jenna leaned down in her seat and was the only one who could see his penis pushing in and out. "SHIT HE'S FUCKING AUNT SALLY!" she cried out. Everyone but Emma laughed. "GO!-GO!-GO!-GO!" the women chanted each time he pumped into her. Emma couldn't believe her neighbor would have intercourse with a strange man. She was cheating on Jack in front of her family. Sure she had allowed him to rub his cock on her bare breasts and lips but this was different. She sat back and watched for the first time a couple fucking. Her body was on fire and about to explode. Janet laughed at first but her laughter turned to a snarl. She didn't pay all of this money for this man to fuck someone else. She moved over and pulled Sally's body off of his. "My turn," she announced as she dropped to her knees and pulled his shaft to her lips. Her mouth opened and she consumed the whole eight inches. Emma watched her first blowjob as well. She took mental notes of how the women positioned her mouth which enabled her to swallow his huge penis. Her own mouth was open as she tried to imitate Janet's blowjob. "So what do you think?" Sally asked Emma as she moved over next to her again. "I can't believe you fucked him." Emma said looking at her neighbor. "I can get him to fuck you to if you want," She giggled. Emma just shook her head no and looked back as the man grunted and filled Janet's mouth full of his cream. "Just find the key," she said sharply. By the time the key was found the man had quickly dressed and had ran out the same door he came in. "I'm sorry," Sally whispered as they said goodbye to everyone, "I didn't know what he was going to do." "It was you who set me up with the nipple rub," Emma snapped back. Things were quiet on the trip back to their homes. Emma didn't even say goodnight as she hurried out of Sally's car and into her house. "Shit," Sally said, "now she is upset." ***** "So how was it?" Jed asked Emma as she slid next to him in the bed. "Boring," she lied as her naked body pushed up against his back and her hand moved around to curl around his soft penis. Jed knew something happened at the party to make her hot like this but he was not going to ask. He couldn't remember the last time they had sex and even then he was the one who had to start it. Her fingers pushed under his pajama bottoms and grabbed his quickly hardening shaft. He turned onto his back and was shocked as she pulled open his top and sucked on his nipple. He moaned as her soft lips moved down his stomach to the top of his bottoms. Fuck he thought when she pushed down his pajamas and guided the damp tip to her mouth. "GOD!" he exclaimed when her lips opened and sucked in the hot crown. She popped her mouth off and looked up at him smiling. "You don't like it?" she giggled as she tickled his balls. "OH YES..." he said almost crying in happiness. Tears came to his eyes when her mouth returned and took in most of his hard flesh. He wanted her to finish him off but didn't complain when her lips moved away and her body crawled up on his. His hard-on sank into her hot hole and her body went crazy on top of him. As soon as Jed's prick entered her Emma started to cum. It was a first for her because normally he had to fuck her slowly while kissing and touching her to get her off. Now she was already there and knew he would be close behind after her mini-blowjob. He was as they both screamed for joy. Emma lay exhausted next to him later when he whispered, "Will you do that again sometime?" She knew he was referring to the blowjob. "Maybe," she giggled as she turned over and imagined the policeman's hard prick pushing deeply between her thighs. ***** "Well how did it go?" Jack asked Sally as she stripped in front of him. He saw she was not wearing underwear. "I have a confession," she whispered as she crawled in bed with him. "Yes?" he said turning towards her. "I let the stripper fuck me tonight," she whispered. It took a few seconds for her words to sink in. "He fucked you!" Jack exclaimed. "In front of everyone?" "Not all the way," she said pushing back. She didn't think he would be so upset since he was the one wanting to swap again. "How can he not fuck you all the way?" "Well he did put it in and we did it for about a minute but then Janet pulled him away and gave him a blowjob." "Damn," he said wishing he was there to see it. He turned over and remained silent. Sally knew he was upset so she used what she had saved for him. "He did some things with Emma too." Jack quickly turned around. "Emma? Tell me." Sally smiled knowing she had him. "I'll tell you tomorrow if...." "What?" he asked excitedly. "If you finish what the stripper started." Jack was already hard from hearing about Janet giving the guy a blowjob and now Emma doing something too. "Gladly!" he laughed as he moved over between Sally's opened legs and quickly shoved his hard-on inside of her. Sally hung on for dear life as he pistoned in and out of her hot box. It had been a while for them as well for hot uncontrolled sex and they were both moaning loudly as they climaxed. "Ok tell me," he said as he slid off of her. "Emma was topless," she teased. "No shit! You have to describe them to me." "I'll do better than that tomorrow morning," she giggled as she turned over and closed her eyes. "Better than that?" Jack said out loud while trying to imagine what she meant. Jack had trouble getting to sleep that night as he thought about his wife fucking the stripper and Emma being topless. Maybe they did have a chance to get their neighbors to swap with them? ***** Sally's eyes opened slowly the next morning and she suddenly jerked back. Jack's head was inches from her face and he was smiling at her. "God you almost scared me to death," she laughed. "Tell me about Emma," he said quickly. He had little sleep as he thought about what his wife had said about something better." "Get the digital camera over there on the dresser." Jack jumped from the bed and brought it back to her. She giggled as she turned it on and saw the first photo which was the last one she took. She turned the camera to show her husband a shot of Emma's tongue licking a long penis. "NO FUCKING WAY!" "There's more," she giggled as she clicked to the next shot. She quickly clicked to the first shot which showed Emma sitting without her blouse on. Her full breasts were pushing out the thin white bra. "Here," she said showing him the shot. "Yummy." Finally she clicked to the second shot that showed the stripper sucking on one of her hard nipples. "HOT DAMN!" He cried out. "Does she know you took these photos?" "No so please don't say anything." "Why not? They should be enough to get them to swing with us. If you show them to Jed I'm sure he would be pissed enough to do whatever you wanted," Jack said, excited. "I want Emma to make the decision on her own," Sally said. "I think I know a way so back off for now." "Sure honey," he said as he grabbed the camera from her again to look at the photos. It definitely made him horny. His fingers moved over and caressed her breast but she pushed him away. "I need to call her and make sure she is not totally pissed at me." ***** Emma woke the next morning with a slight hangover from the wine. She noticed Jed was already up and was surprised when the door opened and he came in carrying a tray of food and a cup of coffee. "Breakfast in bed," she said smiling. She couldn't remember the last time that had happened. "What's the occasion?" Jed smiled and kissed her lightly on her lips. "Last night." It was his thank you for her mini-blowjob. Emma smiled and picked up the small breakfast sausage. She held it up in front of her face and slowly sucked the end through her lips. Instead of biting it she just pumped it slowly in and out. She giggled as his eyes widened. Her tongue licked it length wise when she pulled it out. "You liked it huh?" "Y..ye...yesss." He stuttered. Suddenly she put it into her mouth again and snapped her pearly teeth closed until she bit off half of it. Jed almost fell off the bed which made Emma laugh. Jed stayed sitting on the bed while she took a bite of her toast and eggs. "Aren't you going to have something to eat?" she asked, smiling. He looked at her puzzled because he didn't make enough food for both of them. His puzzlement soon went away when she pushed down the sheet. She looked at his shocked face as she slowly opened her legs. Her pussy was his morning meal. Damn he thought. First the blowjob and now the first oral sex on her. He moved over and up until his body was lying on his stomach and his face was an inch from her blonde mound. He moved his tongue out and licked across the pink slit. It was just an appetizer because she opened her legs all the way which opened her inner lips. His lips sucked in the hard clit. Emma couldn't believe the rush she had as his mouth explored and tasted every inch of her pussy. She even managed to keep eating while he worked to finish her off. When she was almost there the phone rang. She grabbed it. "Hel...lo," she panted. It was Sally. "I just wanted to apologize again," the woman said. "No THAT'S....ok!" Emma moaned. "Are you alright?" Sally asked detecting a rise and fall of her voice. Emma laughed. "I...I mean...I mean we...are having...BREAKFAST!" She was almost there. "Should I call back?" Sally asked. She thought her neighbors were cracking up. Emma cupped the microphone part of the phone and cried out as she came. "I'M COMING!" Her body shook until the tray of food fell off of her and onto the floor. Sally could hear the muffled noises. "I'm coming over," she said into the phone before she hung up. "Shit," Emma said as she sat up and pushed Jed's face from her dripping pussy. "Sally is coming over now." "She is?" Jed asked thinking about how she grabbed his bulge last night. "Yes, go keep her busy while I get cleaned up." Emma ordered. By giving Jed a blowjob she suddenly felt in control. She not only had him eating from her hand he was also eating between her legs. Jed wiped off his mouth and tossed a robe over his pajama bottoms. His prick was still stiff as he hurried down to meet Sally at the back door where she was standing and smiling at him through the glass. He hurried to let her in. "Is everything alright?" Sally asked as her eyes moved to his bare chest and dark curly hairs peeking out at her. "Yes," he blushed. "We were....you know...fooling around." Sally's eyes focused on the lump in front of his robe. "I can tell," she giggled. "She'll be awhile." Jed whispered hoping Sally would get the hint. "Really? What do you think we should do to keep busy until she gets here?" Sally was again wearing her lightweight robe with only her baby doll sheer top underneath. She sat down on a kitchen chair slowly crossed her legs and looked up at him. Jed gulped when he saw the dark curls at the top of her thighs when she crossed her legs. He knew she had done it on purpose. "Well....," he began, "we are...we are...not even...anymore." He remembered what she had said after she had grabbed his bulge yesterday. Sally giggled and sat back in her chair. "Well?" She uncrossed her legs leaving them open about three inches. If that wasn't an invitation nothing was. Jed's legs trembled as he moved towards her while looking square into her eyes. The eyes never blinked as his fingers moved down and landed on top of her right knee. Neither of them looked away as the shaking fingertips moved slowly up her warm smooth thigh until he touched the bottom of her robe. His fingers didn't stop again as they traveled up under the robe and then under the baby doll until he touched her bush. Her legs opened enough for him to press downward into her moist folds. She was so wet his fingers were dripping when they moved back up to find her hard knob. "Ummm," She moaned softly. His fingers moved down and were entering her damp hole when they heard Emma's footsteps on the stairs. He quickly pulled his fingers out and moved back. For the second time in two days Emma walked in to see her husband face with a look like he had done something really bad. And, both times he had been alone with Sally. Things were starting to click. "I didn't interrupt anything did I?" "Of course not," Sally grinned. She fought hard to keep from laughing at Jed's large bulge as he was turned away from Emma. "I...have to....take a shower." Jed said as he turned and hurried up the stairs. "OK, if we are to be friends we can have no secrets." Emma said as she sat down at the table next to Sally. Sally sat back and just let it out. She told her about how he grabbed her ass yesterday and how she had touched his bulge. Then she told her Jed had his fingers in her pussy just before she came down the stairs. A few days ago Emma would have kicked the woman out of her house but after the party and the great sex last night and this morning she just smiled. "So what do we do now?" "Well there's one more thing you need to know." Sally said, becoming serious. "Jack and I used to be swingers." Emma's heart raced. "You mean swinging like in having sex with other couples?" "That sounds bad doesn't it?" Sally asked. "Well....YEAH!" Emma replied. "Didn't you get jealous?" "I thought I would but it didn't happen. At least until.." She stopped and took a breath. "Until Jack slept with one of the wives behind my back." Emma just sat absorbing the shocking news. "How long ago?" "Over ten years," Sally said. "I moved back in with him with the understanding the swinging and the sex with other women had to stop." "But what about last night?" "I guess all the recent talk about swinging again made me want to feel another man inside of me." Sally confessed. "Recent talk?" Emma was getting to a bottom line somewhere here. Sally took a deep breath. "Jack wants us to swing with you and Jed." There everything was laid out pretty and neat. "Why us? Do we look like a couple that would do such a thing?" Emma was somewhat upset. "No not at all," she started. "Actually I think it is the opposite. We both liked you guys and I guess our swinging history came back to the surface." "I don't think it is an option." Emma said. "Haven't you ever wondered about another man inside of you and how it would feel?" Sally asked. "No...I mean...other than fantasies...not something real." "Was last night a fantasy?" Sally asked. "I saw your face and knew you wanted him to do more to you." Jed had slipped back down and was standing in the hallway listening to their conversation. He wanted to make sure Sally would not get him in trouble but now he was shocked to hear that Sally and Jack were swingers and now wanted to swing with Emma and him. He was double shocked when he heard Sally mention Emma and the man last night. He moved closer to hear her answer. Swingers "Well.............I.....it was the wine." Emma quickly replied. "I would not want to have him kiss my nipples or for me to lick his... thing had it not been for the wine." Jed thought he should be mad but it was making him excited instead hearing his wife confess. No wonder she gave him his first blowjob last night. He listened some more. "Are you sure?" Sally grinned. "Well yes...I mean...it was exciting and....I'm not....sure," she said while holding her face now in her hands. "There's one way to find out." Sally answered. "You mean swing with you and Jack?" Sally grinned and shocked both Emma and Jed. "No with the stripper again." Emma was not expecting Sally's reply. All she had thought of since yesterday was the long hard penis in front of her face and the salty taste of his pre-come. She tried to hide her excitement over the possibility of another chance but couldn't. She had to cover her mouth to keep from smiling. Sally grinned. "Can you get away tonight around 8:00PM?" "Yes." Emma said softly. Jed almost fainted when his wife agreed to have sex with the stripper. He thought about busting into the kitchen but stopped. If she was wondering how it would be with another man she would not stop until it happened. He didn't want to lose her to a man who she might fall in love with and if she did enjoy the sex with him then maybe she would agree to swap with Jack and Sally. So many thoughts were going through his mind that he had to get away and think about them. He quietly slipped out the front door and moved to his car. Emma couldn't find Jed after Sally left and figured he must have taken off somewhere. Her body was again alive with tingling sensations in anticipation of being with the handsome stud man again tonight. The rest of the afternoon dragged on until Jed came home around five o'clock. "Sorry I forgot to tell you where I went," he said. "I was over at Tim's house helping with his deck. He asked me to come back tonight and help. Is that OK?" Emma smiled realizing he would not be home. "Sure honey." They finished dinner and Jed jumped back in his car. He did not drive to Tim's house but instead drove by the small café and found a secluded parking space. As he walked around the building he spotted a small window high on the right side of the building. A lot of bushes were in the area which could give him a chance to peek into the window without anyone seeing him. He looked at his watch and saw he had an hour to wait. ***** "I can't believe I'm doing this." Emma said to Sally as the woman drove her to the café again. "How much is he charging?" Sally laughed. "You may not believe this but when I told him who you were he said it was free." "Really?" Emma asked. Her body temperature rose another five degrees. "I also found out he is not a professional stripper but is a medical student paying his own way through college." "He can be my doctor any day." Emma giggled. "Mine too." Sally agreed. They pulled in the parking lot behind the café at 7:45PM. "He's not here yet." Jed heard the car and ducked down in the bushes. He saw Sally and his wife walk from the car into the building. Shit Emma was wearing her shortest dress he thought. As she neared the building he could tell she was not wearing a bra and wondered if the panties were missing as well. He could feel his prick starting to stir. Emma managed to down two glasses of wine in the next fifteen minutes and was feeling good when she heard him knock on the door. Sally opened it and led him in. Tonight he was not a policeman. Tonight he was wearing his medical scrubs. "Hi," he said as he walked up to Emma who held out her trembling hand to shake. He took her hand and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on her lips. She didn't back away. "I'm John." "I'm........," she suddenly forgot her name. "Emma." Sally said laughing. "I'm going to the front to talk to my sister. You two have fun." She turned and walked through the door. "I'm kind of nervous." Emma started out. "I've never did anything like this before." "Relax," he smiled. "I not going to do anything you don't want me to." "Do you do this kind of thing a lot?" She asked. "No, the party the other night was the first time I inserted myself into anyone. Your friend is pretty wild." Emma smiled as she loosened up. "Yes she is." She bit her lower lip. "What do you want to do?" "No-no. Tonight is your night not mine," he answered. "What do you want to do?" She tried to tell him she wanted him to kiss her and touch her but the words couldn't come out. She blushed. "OK why don't you dance for me tonight instead of me for you?" He said as he sat down on a nearby chair. "Dance?" she repeated nervously. "You mean?" "Yes do your most seductive dance for me." John had wanted to have these middle-aged women strip and dance for him for sometime now. She blushed again. "We have no music." John noticed a speaker on a far wall and walked over to turn the small knob on the bottom. Suddenly a county dance song came blasting through. "Not my pick for music but it will do." He said as he walked back and sat down again in front of her. Emma's heart was beating as fast as it ever had. She reached deep within her to build up enough courage to slowly start swaying her hips side to side. She saw his cute smile and moved even more. In less than a minute her hips were grinding out and back in. She wished now that she had not allowed Sally to convince her to not wear any underwear. As she moved her hips back she was sure he could see the moisture on her blonde mound beneath her short skirt. "Am I doing OK?" She giggled. Her eyes watched the small bulge in the pants of his scrubs get bigger and bigger. "Turn around," he said. God he wants to see my ass shake and wiggle she thought. She slowly did a 180 degree turn and moved her hips in small circles that became bigger and bigger. "Back up," he commanded. Emma did as he said until she saw his feet between her legs. She took a deep breath and slowly bent forward which raised the dress up over the point where her thighs joined her ass. "Ummm," he moaned, "where are you panties?" He could see between her creamy thighs the thin slit of her pussy. "At home," she giggled. Her hips moved wider and wider until she felt his fingers grab hold of her dress and lift. Her body froze as the cool air blew against her naked buttocks and up to her waist. Her whole ass was now his to see. "Very nice." He whispered as his fingertips teased lightly across the hot flesh. ***** Jed was standing on a wobbling wooden box looking down at his wife's head. Her back was away from him and pointed towards the young man who sat there watching her wiggle her behind. He still could not believe the woman was his normally conservative prude wife who was even shy undressing around him. Now she was not only showing this man her ass she was actually shaking it for him. His prick was pushing out the front of his pants so bad he had to unzip them and pull it out. ***** Sally had seen someone on the side of the building when they walked from her car. She knew the area was overgrown and that no one really had a reason to be there. After she greeted her sister she moved out the front door and slowly around the corner of the building. She stopped and peeked through a large bush to see a man standing on a large crate looking in the building. Not only was he looking but he was also moving his hand in front of his pants. Shit he was jerking off she thought. She turned to get her sister when he turned his head enough for her to recognize who he was. She grinned and crept slowly through the thick bushes until she was directly behind him. "See anything good?" Jed almost fell from the crate when he heard the voice behind him. He turned forgetting about his condition and looked down into Sally's big brown eyes. Oh God." He said realizing she had caught him red handed or wet handed. "Umm is that for me?" she giggled as she reached up and slid her fingers over his hard gland. Jed's eyes closed when Sally moved her mouth forward and sucked his whole five inch shaft deep within her mouth. ***** Emma's ass movements slowed down as the young intern explored her whole backside. She smiled thinking he was studying for a medical exam as his fingers pushed down into her ass crack and teased over her small rear opening. "Bend forward." He directed. Surely he was not going to......."OHHH!" she moaned as his finger tip pushed slowly into her bowels. No one had ever invaded her back there. She was shocked and overly excited as this stranger pushed his finger as deep into her as he could. As he slowly pulled his finger out she relaxed somewhat until he replaced it with his tongue. Her body quivered as his long tongue snaked into her rear depths. Emma had mixed feeling about what he was doing to her. It was so nasty yet so exciting. His fingers spread her cheeks further apart which allowed his tongue to go deeper and deeper. She realized this was a lot more personal than him fucking her with his cock. "OH GOD!" she cried out when he pulled his tongue from her backside and quickly slipped it as deep into her dripping pussy. Her body was bent so far her head was now down around her knees as she gripped her ankles to maintain her balance. His tongue made slurping noises as it moved out and then up and down her juice fill canyon. When his lips sucked her hard clit into his mouth she screamed, "YES!" ***** Sally heard Emma's scream and stopped sucking on Jed's tool. "Damn, what is he doing to her? Move over." Sally took Jed's hand as he led her up to stand next to him. They both looked through the small window in amazement at the man's face buried deep under Emma's ass. "He's going to be a doctor so I bet he really knows a lot about a woman's pussy." Sally chuckled. She giggled again when Emma screamed again. ***** John was having trouble breathing because his nose and mouth were smashed between Emma's cheeks. He pulled his tongue out and helped her to turn around and stand before him. Her dress rested about her pussy mound but she didn't care. "Take it off," John commanded. Emma was lost in lust now and didn't blink as she pulled the straps over her shoulders and down her arms. The dress fell from her bare breasts and nipples down her stomach and legs. She kicked it aside and stood naked for him. She waited for his next instruction. John leaned back in his chair. "Take it out." He looked down at the large tent in his pants. Emma again didn't blink as she moved her hands to his waist band and pulled. He lifted his hips and they both stared at his monster prick as it popped from behind the thin material that moved down and off his feet. From this angle it looked even bigger than the previous night. John moved his hands to Emma's shoulder and pushed down gently. There was no doubt in her mind what he wanted. She opened her mouth to suck it in and he stopped her. "Not yet. Lick it first." Emma leaned her head forward between his opened legs and slowly licked his eight-inch shaft from the base to the very tip. She smiled at him and did it again and again. "My balls." He said next. Emma looked at the tight sack of jewels and licked her tongue across the hairy nuts. Her fingers held onto his prick as she opened her mouth and sucked one of them completely inside. She was learning as she went along. ***** "Damn, she is sucking his balls." Sally said as she felt Jed's fingers sliding up under her own short dress until his fingers once again found her damp slit. This time he didn't waste time as he quickly slid his middle finger up inside her. "You want to fuck me don't you?" She teased. "Yes, oh God yes," he answered. Sally turned and watched as Emma's mouth opened wide and moved slowly down the intern's pole. "When he fucks your wife you can fuck me," Sally smiled. "You do want him to fuck her right?" Emma knew that after tonight there was no way Emma and Jed wouldn't swap with them. "Right?" Jed looked in the window again to see his wife's head moving faster and faster up and down the man's long cock. "Yes." "Say it." "Yes I want him to fuck her and I want to fuck you," Jed said smiling. Things were so simple now. ***** Emma couldn't suck anymore. Not because she was tired but because her pussy was begging for him to fuck her. She moved her face up and looked into his deep blue eyes with hers. He smiled as she moved her body up onto his lap and reached under her to aim his prick to her damp hole. Forgive me Jed she thought as she allowed gravity to take her down his hard prick. ***** "He's fucking her," Sally announced to Jed. She turned and jumped down off the crate. "Come on." She grabbed his hand, pulling him from the crate and led him to the back door. John and Emma were too busy to hear the door open or to see the two bodies move up to them. Jed could now see his wife's pussy as it pushed down and then back up on the man's shaft. "Over here," Sally whispered as she led him to another chair next to them. "Sit down and take it out." John was the first to notice the man as he sat down next to him. He started to stop until he saw Sally smiling and pulling off her dress. John smiled back and watched as the woman took the same position on the man as Emma was on him. "It feels so big," Emma groaned as her body slapped down against his stomach. Jed heard her remark and hoped she would still want his smaller prick after tonight. He knew he was not that big but he also knew he had a lot of endurance. He concentrated on keeping his cool as Sally's wonderful hot dripping pussy moved down over it. His lips dipped down and suckled her hard nipple as she fucked up and down his rod. Emma thought she was hearing her own echo when she heard moans not coming from her mouth. She saw some movement out of the corner of her eye and glanced over to see another couple fucking next to her. She was in such a daze she didn't realize it was Jed and Sally until his eyes met hers. Her body froze. "Jed!" "Hi honey," he moaned as his fingers cupped and supported Sally's bare ass. Emma smiled and turned towards the young intern. She was close and could tell he was getting there. Her lips moved down to his to prevent the whole café hearing her screams of pleasure. Sally heard Emma's attempt to hide her satisfaction and raced to catch her. The four of them climaxed about the same time however Jed made sure he was the last one. "Hi, I'm John," the young medical student said holding his hand out for Jed's. "Jed, I'm Emma's husband." "I kind of figured that out," John smiled. His semi-hard prick was still deeply up into Emma's dripping pussy. "Well, I've got to get going because I have a meeting today with the big man." "He can't be any bigger than you," Emma whispered in his ear. "I didn't mean that kind of big," he laughed. His hands grabbed Emma's waist and he lifted her up and off his cock. He glanced over to see Jed and Sally's eyes opened wide as his six inch soft prick slithered out of her very moist hole. He grabbed the waistband of his scrubs and pulled them and his underwear up and over his dangling penis. "Maybe I can see you all again sometime." He said as he walked out the door. Sally moved off of Jed and grabbed her clothing. "I'll be heading home." She kissed Emma on her forehead and walked out leaving them alone. "I don't know what to say." Emma said as she pulled her dress over her head. "Me neither," Jed added. "I guess I'm still shocked seeing another man fucking you." "I guess it didn't bother you too much since you did the same to Sally," she said. "Sally told me today that they used to be swingers and now want us to swing with them." "I think that might be a mistake." Jed responded. "Why is that? You just fucked Sally," she said looking at him in amazement. "Yes, but I'm not sure if I can handle Jack fucking you." "OK, from now on you get to pick out who fucks me," she said as she turned and stormed out the door to catch Sally before she left. She didn't want to ride home with Jed. ***** "He said that really?" Sally asked when Emma told her about her conversation with Jed. "Yes, I think he must feel threatened by Jack or something. Who knows?" Sally smiled. "I have an idea if you are willing to try it." "Oh no, here we go again," Emma grinned back at her neighbor. She heard the plan and was silent while she thought about it. "I've never had sex with another woman before." "Don't worry we can fake most of it." Emma had opened the new door to erotic experimentation and didn't want to close it just yet. "OK but if it gets too weird I'm out." Sally agreed and when she got home she told Jack they were having company for dinner. ***** "I told you I'm not interested in swinging with them. If you want to swap then lets find another couple," Jed snapped back after she told him about being invited to Sally's house. "This is just a dinner to cool things down. Jack does not know about you fucking Sally." Emma said. "Well I'm not going," he said, moving his arms across this chest. "Fine then you're on your own for dinner tonight." "Fine," he said as she walked away from him. At 6:00PM Emma took a quick shower and picked out her sexiest underwear. She tossed on a short sundress and walked down expecting to see Jed standing in front of the door preventing her to go. But, he was no where in sight. She left him a note which said, 'I'll be next door'. ***** Jack answered the front door and was surprised to only see Emma standing there. "Where's Jed?" "Got me?" Emma said as she moved by him to enter the house. Sally waved from the kitchen doorway. "He didn't come?" Sally asked. "No but we both know he likes to peek." Emma grinned. "Do you think we can leave the curtains open a little when we go into the den?" Sally hugged Emma close. "I love it when others watch." She felt Emma's soft mounds pushing into hers. It had been so long since she had experienced another woman's touches and kisses. "I think I need a few glasses of wine." Emma whispered in Sally's ear when she felt the other woman's hands moving sensually up and down her back. "Whatever it takes," Sally whispered back. ***** Jed was doing busy work in the garage when he heard the door close and his wife leaving to go next door. He tried to focus on anything to take his mind off of what they would be doing without him. He waited until the sun went down before he slipped out the side door and swiftly down the space between their homes. He moved around the back and hid behind a large bush as he watched the three of them eating at the small kitchen table. ***** "Here's to us," Jack said holding up his glass of wine. He was probably the only one not disappointed that Jed decided not to come. If things worked out right he just might have a threesome with the two sexy females sitting across from him. They touched their glasses together and downed the contents. He quickly grabbed the wine bottle and filled the empty glasses. "That was a delicious meal," Emma said smiling. The room was starting to spin a little. The two women and Jack worked hard to clear the table so they could get on to the next stage. "Why don't we go into the den and listen to some music?" Sally asked with a sly grin. "Good idea," Jack responded as he held out his hand for Emma to take. She allowed him to guide her into the other room to the large sofa. As she sat down her sundress slid high up her legs but she didn't make an effort to pull it down. As he started to sit next to her Sally grabbed his arm. "You can sit over there." She pointed to the chair across from them. Swingers ***** Jed saw them walk into the other room and hurried around the house to the window. He smiled when he saw the curtains opened just enough for him to peek in. This was a better spot because no one could see him from the front or back of the house. He glanced in to see Sally and Emma sitting close on the sofa while Jack sat directly across from them. ***** "I told Emma we were swingers." Sally said to her husband as her fingers moved up and down Emma's arm while playing with the tiny blonde hairs. "You did?" Jack answered, feeling his breathing become more labored. His eyes were locked onto Sally's fingers as they moved up to the top of Emma's shoulders and then back down to her fingers. She rubbed up and down Emma's thumb like she was jerking off a small thin penis. "Uh huh, and I also told her about having sex with other women," Sally said loud enough for Jed to hear through the window. Jack sat speechless as he stared at Sally's fingers now moving over Emma's shoulders to her neck. They moved up to caressed her earlobe and then slowly down her windpipe to her sternum. Emma closed her eyes and leaned back against the sofa cushion as Sally's fingers moved straight down into the crevice of her breasts. Her heart was beating faster in anticipation of the soft touches of another woman on her breasts. Both Jed and Jack were now rubbing up and down the front of their pants as they watched the show unfold before them. Sally's fingers teasingly traced along the top of Emma's dress as they moved over to gently push her shoulder strap over and down to the middle of her bicep. She smiled as she did the same to the other shoulder strap. Her fingers returned to the top to do the same to both black bra straps. Sally guided the bra straps down until the bra moved down Emma's creamy cones until she saw the start of the brown areoles where she stopped them. Jack was now sitting on the edge of the seat ready to prance when he saw the nipples appear but Sally quickly stopped him. "Stay!" she said holding her hand up to him. He frowned and slid back in the seat. "Hold up your dress," Sally whispered to Emma as she reached behind the woman and unsnapped her bra. Emma giggled when she felt Sally slipped the black garment down her arms and then up from her dress. Sally dropped the bra and took the front of Emma's dress from the woman's fingers. She grinned at her husband as she again lowered the thin material down until the hard nipples held up the top of the dress. "Please!" Jack begged wanting her to show him her treasures. ***** Jed almost fell against the window when he saw Sally remove his wife's bra. He had never seen two women together before and never in his wildest imagination thought Emma would be one of the women. Now she was just smiling as her neighbor slowly and teasingly stripped her in front of Jack. ***** "You want to see more you have to show us something." Sally said to her husband. Emma's eyes opened and looked at the huge tent in Jack's crotch. Her mouth opened when he unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out only the third hard penis in her life. "Good," Sally giggled. "Now you play with that while I show you some more." Emma kept her eyes opened watching Jack stroke his penis while Sally's fingers moved slowly from her knees to the bottom of her dress. "Keep your legs together," Sally whispered as she leaned forward and pushed both hands under her dress. Emma lifted up to allow Sally to slowly pull her black bikini panties down her quivering thighs. She did as Sally said keeping her legs tight to prevent Jack from seeing too much. Jack did get a peak of some blonde pubic curls which caused him to quicken his strokes. ***** Jed was upset now because the window did not allow him to see what Jack could see. He didn't know if the man could now see his wife's pussy. There was only one thing he could do if he wanted to see so he did it. ***** "Now mine," Sally said as she reached up under her own dress to pull down her skimpy thong. As the material pulled away from her moist pussy she heard the doorbell. She quickly pulled her panties back up. "I wonder who that can be." She giggled. Sally opened the door to see a very flushed Jed standing there. "Can...can...I come...in?" "I wondered what was keeping you." She smiled as she let him in. "Look who is here." Sally announced. She walked in ahead of him. "Hi." Jack said. He had quickly stuffed his hard-on back into his pants but couldn't zip up his fly. "Hi." Jed said. "Why don't you sit in the chair next to Jack?" Sally said. She was directing the whole show now. Jed quickly sat down and looked into the eyes of his wife. She was as hot as he had ever seen her before. Sally picked up Emma's bra and panties. "I just took these off your wife. Would you like to hold them?" Jed nodded his head up and down so Sally tossed them to him. "Now where was I?" She teased. "Oh yeah," she said as she again lifted her hips and pulled her panties off her dark mound. She was not as careful as Emma and gave the two men a good view of her pink folds as she lifted her foot to remove the silk undies. Emma finally said something. "Don't the men have to show us something too?" Jack smiled and quickly pulled his pecker out again and started to stroke it. Jed glanced at him and noticed he was not that much larger than him. He pulled out his own hard-on and sighed as he started to masturbate. Emma giggled as she watched the two men stroking their penises. She had never seen Jed do it before and now got to watch two of them doing it. She turned and looked anxiously at Sally to see what she had planned next. Before she could react Sally's lips moved forward and gently brushed against her own. She felt the hot tongue and allowed it inside. After about a minute of soul kissing Sally moved her mouth away and whispered in her ear. "It's our turn." Emma didn't know what she was talking about until the woman turned facing the men and pulled up her dress over her stomach. Emma watched as her legs opened to show them her moist and fully opened pussy. Sally stopped and looked at Emma. It was her turn. Both Jed and Jack's eyes were on Emma's knees as she slowly opened them. They shook a little as they moved apart allowing their eyes to see the golden mane and then the pink slit. Both stopped beating off when they saw both pussies wide open for their viewing. "Touch it." Sally whispered. Touch it Emma repeated in her mind. She had been told by her mother that touching it was wrong and now she was going to do it in front of three other people. The only was she could do it is if she imagined she was alone. Her eyes closed and her fingers snaked down through her familiar bush to her hard clit. Her hips rose from the sofa as she fingered herself. Sally looked around in amazement as they masturbated in front of each other. Last week they were distant neighbors and now they were as intimate with each other as they could get without fucking. She hoped that was next after she got to taste Emma's honey pot. As Emma fingered her pussy the top of her dress fell off the wonderful breasts. Sally's dress did the same. All four were ready to pop when Sally yelled, "STOP!" All hands and fingers froze. Sally didn't whisper what was next to Emma as the woman moved back and pulled Emma's legs up on the sofa between them. Emma looked as Sally's finger's slowly pulled apart Emma's thighs and her eyes peered down at her glistening pinkness. Emma closed her eyes again as Sally planted tiny kissed along the inside of her trembling thighs until finally her lips touched the ridge of her pussy. Sally stopped and waited for Emma's eyes to open and see her tongue poised to enter the damp lips. Emma's lips slightly smiled when she saw and felt the woman's tongue taste her. "OH GOD!" she cried out. Jed and Jack were stroking faster and almost ready to cum until Jack stopped and looked at his neighbor. "Cool it or we won't be able to participate." Jed realized what he was saying and quickly released his shaft. He looked at Jack and smiled. The guy wasn't so bad after all. Emma's head was moving side to side while Sally gave her pussy a licking she would never forget. Out of the corner of her eye see noticed one of the men had moved over next to her head on the sofa. His hard penis was inches from her face. She didn't bother seeing who it belong to as she grabbed it and pulled it to her mouth. Her lips opened and sucked the hard knob deep into her throat. Jed watched his wife sucking on Jack's prick as he moved behind Sally and positioned himself to doggie fuck her. His hands roamed over her pink buttocks until he pushed his fingers under her ass and deep into her hot oven. She was ready for him as he pushed his hips forward until his tip slithered into her hotness "Ummm." Sally moaned with her face still pasted on Emma's slit. She, like Emma, didn't know which man was fucking her and it didn't matter. She raced her tongue up and down her clit until Emma screamed. When Emma climaxed Sally quickly turned over on her back to see Jed's body quickly fall between her legs. His prick again entered her but was now able to dive deeper. Her legs wrapped around his waist as their bodies slapped together. The seduction was now over and the fucking had begun. Jack pulled Emma off the sofa and down to the large soft rug. His lips found her hard nipple and his fingers discovered how wet her pussy was. "Fuck me please," Emma begged as she grabbed his dick and pulled him down on top of her. Her thighs opened her golden nest and waited until his wonderful prick pushed deeply inside of her. Her fingers wrapped around his hips and pulled him even deeper within her. The swap was officially on as only grunts and moans were heard in the house. Talking was not needed anymore because the only communication was going on between their legs. Emma's teeth were biting into Jack's shoulder as her fingernails dug into his back. "NOW!" Emma screamed when she climaxed. Jack had waited as long as he could and was happy when she announced her pleasure. He soon pushed hard into her and emptied his load. "Ah..Ah..Ah....AH...AH...AH..AH!" Sally moaned each time Jed's prick pushed in. Her eyes were tearing from the immense pleasure her body was feeling. "NOW JED NOW!" She cried as her body exploded. Jed's hips moved faster and faster until she screamed again. Never had she had multiple orgasms before. Her eyes opened wide and her lips searched for his. "AGAIN!" She screamed. Finally her body stopped moving but his didn't. Her limp body just lay there while Jed continued to fuck it. Her breathing again picked up and her arms again wrapped around him. "OH GOD!" she cried as he quickly brought her to her last climax. Again she collapsed and again he kept pumping into her. "No please." She said as she pushed his body away until his hard-on popped out of her. "Get him away from me," she laughed as she scooted away. Emma smiled as she quickly moved into Sally's slot. "Come to me baby." Her legs opened and his hard shaft found another warm hole. "Come baby Come!" she cried as his hips shot forward to release his hot juices deep inside of her. Ten minutes later the four still were naked as they sat at the kitchen table. Jack again held up a wine glass for a toast. "Here's to good friends." They all clicked their glasses together. "What now?" Emma asked as she smiled at their leader Sally. "Well I was thinking about Barbara and Tom." "You're kidding right?" Jack said almost laughing. "Tom is a preacher." "I know," Sally giggled. finis * Note from Slickman: I hoped you enjoyed the story of two couples. Don't forget to vote and let me know how you liked this story. Swingers "Touch it piggy," my wife Julie said sternly when she saw the indecision on my face. We had been swinging for more than a year but we were a soft swap couple. I had no desire to watch my sexy wife with another man and she did not want to watch me fuck another woman. We started swinging because Julie was a bisexual exhibitionist and I was a voyeur who loved girl/girl situations. In addition to being swingers we also enjoyed the BDSM lifestyle at least recreationally. We had been to several swingers parties and we had partied with a few other soft swap couples before Gary and Lisa contacted us through a swinger's website. They emailed us a picture of them both in bathing suits and Julie was instantly smitten with Lisa. When it came to women, Julie definitely had a type and Lisa fit the bill in every way. She was 5'7" tall and had a beautiful curvy body with nice full 36c tits, a small waist with a flat stomach and full hips. Her dark brown hair framed a gorgeous face with the sexiest dark eyes I had ever seen. Gary was a good looking guy with an athletic muscular swimmers body and a mischievous smile. We both chatted with Gary and Lisa on line and the girls talked a few times on the phone. It was clear that the girls shared a strong mutual attraction and good chemistry. Lisa and Gary were not a soft swap couple but that was trumped by the chemistry the girls shared and I figured that they would respect our boundaries. What I didn't expect was what came next. Julie and Lisa were on the phone when I got home from playing basketball. Julie's face was flushed, her nipples were straining to tear through her shirt and the smell of her arousal hung heavy in the bedroom. "That sounds so hot Lis," Julie said into the phone. "Rick's home, I gotta run baby. I'll let you know what he says tomorrow hun. You too." Julie hung up the phone and walked over to give me a deep kiss. "Mmm, nice and sweaty," she said playfully as she pulled my shirt over my head. Julie has always loved it when I am covered in sweat. My sexy wife kissed her way down my body. She knelt before me and pulled my shorts and boxer briefs off allowing my hard 6 inch cock to spring free. Her lips parted and her mouth sank down on my hard cock. She used her expert mouth and hand to bring me to the brink of orgasm and then pushed me back on the bed. Julie reached into her night stand and pulled out a studded leather cock ring and fastened it tightly around the base of my cock ensuring that I would stay hard as long as she wanted. Julie slipped seamlessly into her Domme persona and she straddled my face. "Lick my cunt piggy," she demanded as she lowered her succulent pussy onto my waiting mouth. My tongue flicked out as she ground her delicious soaking wet pussy against my face. I sucked her thick meaty pussy lips into my mouth and swirled my tongue over them as Julie moaned loudly. "Lick my clit piggy," she ordered as her breathing became labored and her body began to quiver. I flicked my tongue over her clit repeatedly as she squeezed her gorgeous natural 36dd tits and cried out in pleasure. Julie came hard and her juices covered my face when she climbed off the bed. "Roll over piggy," she commanded as she walked over to her closet to get her toys. This was part of her usual routine. She always came first, and then she could concentrate on humiliating and dominating me. Julie walked over to the bed as I laid face down waiting for her. I felt the sting of her riding crop as she smacked my ass five times in rapid succession. "You like being whipped don't you piggy?" Julie asked playfully. "Yes mistress," I answered as she tickled my asshole and balls with the business end of her riding crop. Julie pressed a finger against my puckered asshole and I moaned as she penetrated my ass. "You like this more though, don't you piggy?" She asked sternly as she grabbed a handful of my hair with her free hand and pulled it hard. "Yes mistress," I panted. The psychological mind fuck of submission was what I craved and Julie never disappointed. She pulled her finger from my ass and pushed it into my mouth. "Suck my fingers piggy. Get them nice and wet." I moaned loudly as I sucked her finger and then two as she pumped them into my mouth like a miniature cock. "You give such good head piggy," Julie chided. "It's a shame to waste it on my fingers. Get on your side and suck on my strap on while I finger fuck your sissy asshole." I quickly rolled onto my side as she positioned my leg so she could slide two fingers up my ass. My eyes traveled over her gorgeous body from her magnificent tits down her flat stomach with a sun tattoo over her navel. Her narrow waist and full hips sported a black leather harness which held a realistic looking jellcock. "Suck it now piggy," Julie ordered as her free hand guided my mouth to her eight inch strap on. I parted my lips and accepted her jellcock into my mouth as she finger fucked my ass. It was not the first time I had sucked one of Julie's dildos but it was the first time I sucked a realistic looking cock that jutted from her waist. "You love having my girl cock in your mouth don't you piggy," Julie chided. "Yes mistress I love sucking your cock," I panted as I licked her long jellcock while she fingered my asshole. "You know piggy, Lisa and I were talking and it turns out Gary is bi. We both think it would be hot to watch you boys together. I see how much you enjoy sucking my girl cock. I bet you would like sucking a real cock too. Lisa said Gary has a nice big cock and he likes to break in straight guys. You want to suck a real cock don't you piggy?" she asked as she eased a third finger up my ass. "Mmm, yes mistress," I answered softly. It was honestly something I had never even considered. I know it sounds odd, but while I had sucked on dildos and let (or even begged for) my wife fuck my ass with a dildo, those acts were with a woman and the excitement I derived from them was from submission and humiliation. At that moment, however, sucking a man's cock sounded extremely hot. "I bet my piggy would like to swallow cum too wouldn't you?" she queried. "Oh yes mistress," I moaned as the thought of a man cumming in my mouth invaded my psyche. My dick was throbbing as Julie massaged my prostate with her fingers. The mental image Julie had so skillfully put in my mind coupled with her fingers pushed me over the edge. "I'm cumming mistress;" I cried out as my cock spasmed and cum drooled from my restrained cock. "You're a bad piggy. You know better than to cum before Mistress Julie gives you permission," Julie said sternly. "The idea of sucking a cock put you over the top didn't it piggy." "Yes mistress," I confessed. "I have never thought about anything like that. Maybe it is the fact that it is taboo but it made me very hot mistress." "Good answer piggy," she said as she smiled. She unfastened the cock ring and milked my semi-erect cock. Julie scooped up some of my cum from my dick. "Clean your mess piggy." She brought her cum covered fingers to my mouth and watched as I obediently licked and sucked them clean. Three days later I was waiting nervously for Gary and Lisa to arrive as my beautiful wife prepared dinner. Julie was on pins and needles all day. She was not only excited to be with Lisa but also to watch the show, as she had taken to calling it. The show involved Gary and me doing what ever she and Lisa commanded. I was both excited and terrified. After dinner we moved to the bedroom. The girls took charge and ordered us to strip. I slowly peeled my clothes off as Gary did the same while the girls sat together on a loveseats and looked on enthusiastically. Gary's picture did not do justice to how nice his body was. I had never been attracted to a man before but at that moment I wanted him. Despite my attraction I was scared. "Why don't you boys get closer and get acquainted," Lisa said playfully. I moved next to Gary who stood beside the bed. I was only a foot away from him and I could feel the heat from his body. I knew what was expected and while a part of me wanted to sink to my knees and grab his cock I was conflicted. The reality of the situation weighed heavily on me and I wished I had more to drink. Gary sensed that I was nervous and he was willing to let me take some time to get comfortable with the situation. Julie saw my indecision and as always she slipped seamlessly into her Domme role. "Touch it piggy," she said sternly. I slowly reached out with my right hand and wrapped my fingers around his long semi-erect cock. It felt similar to mine but oddly different like an out of body experience. His cock was warm and smooth and I felt a tremendous thrill as I grew stiff in my hand. "Get on your knees piggy," Julie commanded. I slowly dropped to my knees at Gary's feet. His dick was fully erect and it was just inches from my face. I looked at it up close as I slowly stroked the hard shaft. I felt my passion rise and my fear melted away as I stroked his hard 7" rod. "Suck it now slave," Julie said softly. Her voice was thick with lust. I tore my gaze away from Gary's hard cock and glanced over at my beautiful wife and her new friend. They were both looking intently at Gary and me as they idly caressed each others bodies. I could see Julie's fingers stroking Lisa's pussy before I turned my attention back to Gary's stiff rod. I parted my lips and took his dick into my mouth. I could taste the briny flavor of his precum as I slurped on the spongy bulbous head of his stiff cock. I began slowly, stroking his hard shaft as I sucked and slurped on the head but the more I sucked the more enthused I became. I opened my mouth wide and tried to take his whole cock down my throat just as I had done a few days earlier with Julie's strap on. Gary moaned as his cock slid down my throat. His reaction spurred me on and soon my head was bobbing quickly over his warm throbbing cock. My nose pressed against his shaved pelvis and his smooth balls rubbed against my chin with each stroke. I could hear squishy sounds as the girls rubbed each others pussies while they watched me suck Gary's cock. I sucked hard on the head as my right hand stroked the shaft and my left hand roamed over his tight rippled abs. His breathing became erratic and I knew he was going to cum soon. I stroked his cock faster into my mouth until he grunted and groaned as his dick started to spit. His thick cream filled my mouth and it was surprisingly not unpleasant. I swallowed the salty goo and then sucked tenderly on his cock as if went flaccid in my mouth. "Your turn Gary," Lisa said playfully. Gary pushed me back on the bed and climbed between my legs. His mouth was warm and wet and very talented. He easily took my 6" cock down his throat while his fingers lightly massaged my balls. His head bobbed over my stiff dick until I grunted and came in his mouth. Gary swallowed my load and then sat up and looked at the girls. They were making out like teenagers as they pulled their clothes off to reveal their curvy bodies. Julie slid to her knees and buried her face in Lisa's neatly trimmed pussy. Gary and I watched as my normally dominant wife buried her pretty face in Lisa's well groomed furry pussy. Julie submissively licked and sucked Gary's gorgeous wife to a thunderous climax. She slithered up Lisa's delicious body and kissed her deeply. "Your turn baby," Lisa said breathlessly as she pushed Julie back on the love seat and settled between her splayed thighs. The tall sexy brunette licked my wife's smooth shaved pussy until she cried out with a powerful climax. "Piggy, you know what I want to see," Julie asked. "No mistress Julie, but I will do whatever you ask. You are my goddess and I am your obedient slave." "I want you to give Gary a full body massage." "Yes mistress," I said obediently. Oil glistened from his tan shaved muscular pecs as he laid naked face up on the bed. I was also naked as I knelt straddling his waist. His dick was hard and it rested in the valley between my ass cheeks as I poured more oil onto his chest. My hands ran slowly over his firm muscular pecs. I massaged his tight shoulders as our pretty wives watched. "You like touching his body don't you piggy," Julie queried as I rubbed oil over his tight rippled abs. "Yes mistress," I said softly. There was no way I could deny my enjoyment because my cock was back at full mast. In reality, I wanted to do much more than rub oil onto his incredible body. I poured more oil on my hands and massaged his arms before reluctantly climbing off his waist. His hard cock had felt both enticing and comforting against my ass but my pleasure was not important. My order had been to massage Gary's entire body while Julie and Lisa watched. It was there fantasy and we were there obedient slaves. Gary rolled onto his stomach and I sat straddling his muscular thighs as I poured oil onto his back. My stiff cock rested in the valley between his ass cheeks as I leaned forward and massaged his hairless body. The massage oil made his tan toned body even more enticing. I fought my urge to rub my body against his slick body as Julie and Lisa watched. "Piggy, it's time you learned to be a top. Lisa and I want to watch you fuck Gary's ass." Her words were completely unexpected but their desires coincided with mine. I poured copious amounts of oil over Gary's ass and still more on my stiff rod. I was as hard as I could ever recall. I eased two fingers inside him and he moaned softly. "You like his fingers don't you baby," Lisa asked softly. "Oh yes," Gary hissed. "Do you want more baby?" "Yes, I want him to fuck me," Gary panted as I rubbed the head of my cock over his puckered asshole. "Do it piggy," Julie said breathlessly. I lay on top of Gary's slick oily body and sank my cock inside him as he groaned loudly. "That's so fucking hot," Julie muttered as I buried my cock deep inside his ass. I pulled back and Gary moaned softly. I thrust into him and he moaned loudly. His muscular ass pushed back to meet each thrust as I pumped my throbbing meat into his ass at a furious pace. Sweat poured from my body as I fucked Gary's tight ass hard and fast. The girls continued to watch as we thrust together until my cock exploded in a powerful climax that left me exhausted and spent. I rolled off Gary's back and lay on the bed with my chest heaving. Gary knelt over my chest as I lay on the bed. His smooth balls hung low, begging to be sucked as his cock jutted out enticingly from his taught muscular physique. I reached up and wrapped my hands around his dick as I licked and sucked his smooth heavy balls. My hands pumped his thick rod as I slobbered over his balls. "I want to watch Gary fuck my piggy husband," Julie said playfully. "He got to play top, now he is gonna get fucked." Gary climbed off me and positioned me on the floor bent over the bed. He stood behind me and emptied the bottle of massage oil over his cock and my asshole. Julie was no longer content to just watch so she and Lisa joined my torso on the bed. My beautiful wife lay on her back with her splayed legs on either side of my head. "It's time you licked my pussy piggy," she teased as Lisa straddled her pretty face. Gary pushed his big cock into my ass as I lowered my mouth to my wife's soaking wet pussy. I moaned loudly into her grotto as seven inches of hard throbbing man meat filled my virgin asshole. Gary started slowly to allow my ass to get used to his big dick. He increased his tempo as I licked and sucked Julie's thick meaty pussy lips. Gary's cock stroked my prostate causing my body to respond to his talented ministrations. He fucked me with strong powerful strokes as I licked and sucked Julie's delicious pussy. Lisa ground her pussy against Julie's pretty face as she fast approached a powerful climax. Julie came first leaving my face glazed like a donut and then concentrated on making her new lover climax. Lisa cried out as her body shook from wave after wave of pleasure. She collapsed on the bed beside my wife and kissed her tenderly. "That was fantastic baby," Lisa said softly as the two girls basked in the afterglow of hot sex. Gary continued to pound his big hard cock into my ass until we were both soaked in sweat. He turned me over onto my back with my legs on his shoulders and eased his cock back inside me. He looked hot as hell with beads of sweat rolling down his muscular chest as he fucked me hard. "Fuck me," I panted like a bitch in heat. "Fuck me hard!" "I'm gonna cum," he said breathlessly. "Where do you want it?" "Cum in my face," I begged. Gary pulled his big beautiful cock from my ass and stroked it furiously as I positioned my face in front of him. He cried out as he came hard all over my face. I scooped his cum into my mouth and swallowed his seed like a wanton slut. "Amazing," Julie said as we all cuddled together on our king sized bed. "Next time I want your cock inside me when he fucks your ass." "Next time?" I asked. "Yeah next time. Tomorrow morning," she said as we all drifted off to sleep. Swingers By Chance Edited by: TryAnything NOTE:- This is a real life story. The names of the people involved have been changed to keep the identity of the innocent protected. For this reason even the names of the places have not been mentioned) Graphic details of the sex acts have been slightly spiced up to make it more interesting to the reader. If narrating of a real life incident can cause stimulation/titillation in your sex life, then the purpose of writing this story is achieved. This world would definitely be a much better place if we all can give happiness to others. (Being a professional in finance, I am not much of a writer/author and just narrating a real life incident, so language wise, if you are not very happy, please excuse me. I am Bill. My wife Sherry and I have been married for eight years. Even after two children, Sherry has kept herself in great shape and is definitely a head turner. She is 5 feet 5 and weighs 135 lbs. She has a narrow waist, flaring womanly hips and a pair of perfect full breasts with a bra size of 34D, while I am 6 feet 2 and weigh 175 lbs. Both of us, in spite of our hectic schedules, never miss our biweekly visits to the gym. Sherry works for a renowned travel agency with a large number of staff. She mostly maintains a schedule of 9 to 5 but occasionally gets delayed. I work for a multinational company in the finance department in a fairly senior position. My work is very demanding and full of stress. Life for both of us had become hectic. Sex had fallen on the wayside. It was almost twice a month with a total lack of innovation and it looked almost very routine. Immediately after the sex we will go to sleep and the next day would again be like drudgery, with work and hassles. We had a very small social circle of friends. Sherry, however, has a close friend, Cindy. Sherry and Cindy were from the same town and later college roommates. They were the best of friends. One was always at the other's house, It appeared to me that they would discuss anything on earth and had no secrets between them. Cindy and her husband Steve live a short distance from our house. Steve is of an average height of about 5 feet 10. A very handsome person with an athletic body, neat and trim, in his early thirties and obviously financially successful. He is fun to be with. Cindy is quite tall and a sensuous women. She is drop-dead gorgeous, an absolute stunner with a breast size (looks like) of 36C. She is 32 years old and has long dark brown, shoulder length hair. She has a pert nose, captivating warm brown eyes and an even warmer smile. She is a very lively and bubbly person. Steve is very career minded. He works for a multinational company and his job involves project evaluation. It is all time bound and very often he has to bring home a lot of work which keeps him occupied until the late hours of the night. Cindy works as an executive in an advertising agency. Sherry's hobby is to make cakes and desserts, so very often in the evening she is trying her hand on some new recipe. With Steve being busy both of them would cook food together, so it was normal for us to have dinner together often, either at their house or ours. Life was going on in a most uneventful manner, nothing exciting happening. It was the usual once-a-while sex and sleep, thereafter. One day while in the bed, Sherry told me that one of her co-workers confided in her that she and her husband are swingers and it is such great fun. I asked her, "You think she was throwing hints or something?" "No, she just confided in me as a friend," said Sherry. That was the end of it. We never discussed anything bizarre or kinky in our married life. Sherry once asked Cindy, "Don't you get bored with Steve working all the time and not spending much time with you?" Cindy said that she always looks forward to the weekend when she and Steve go to their weekender yacht and that makes up for everything. Steve valued his weekends on the boat. "What about the children?" asked Sherry. "Sometimes they accompany us but mostly the two of us go alone." "Don't you get bored on the yacht?" "It is always such a great fun to be there, all alone on the ocean. You think you are the only two on the planet. We have great fun doing things which we can't do here." "Such as?" asked Sherry. "We shed all of our inhibitions and do whatever pleases us." "You mean, you have inhibitions between the two of you?" "No, no, it's not that. We do a lot of crazy things like being nudists or maybe have sex on the deck, under the open sky, or see porno movies and then try to live our fantasies between two of us. There is an uninhibited island, we go there and spend the day. Why don't you accompany us sometime and see for yourself what fun it is?" "Sure, we will be only too happy to, but make sure that you inform us at least 2-3 days in advance, as the children have to be taken care of and we would need to plan." Sherry told me about it and I said that it would be okay, but before you say yes, make sure that they have adequate room to accommodate us. Sherry said she would ask Cindy whenever this comes up again. Shortly Steve left on a business trip, as he was to organize a business convention for his company and was likely to be away for over a week. I, too, was very busy due to the closing of yearly accounts and mostly came back from my office quite late. A few times I noticed that Sherry and Cindy would be huddled together and discussing some matter in whispers. It was not unusual as they were the best of friends and would discuss anything on earth. After a week Steve returned and was again very busy with his work, as he had to prepare notes on the recently organized convention. Later on the Wednesday, when Sherry and Cindy were preparing a cake and I was just hanging around. Cindy suggested that we join them for a weekend on their yacht. "Thanks for the invitation. I hope you have sufficient space to accommodate us on your yacht." "Yeah, sure, we have a very large size bed and whenever we go with the children, we find it fairly comfortable. I don't think there should be any problem. We will leave on Friday afternoon." I told Cindy that we will organize some drinks and snacks but she said they have sufficient stock of drinks on board and there should not be any requirement of carrying the drinks. However, if we liked we could carry some food, as the galley was quite small and not very comfortable to work. The idea of sleeping on the same bed with another couple excited me so much that I was tossing in bed and not getting any sleep, especially when I liked Cindy so much and always wondered how she would be in the bed. She too could often read my flirtatious look. It was almost midnight and I was awake. I was so sexually charged, wondering would there be a chance to touch Cindy while sleeping. I got up and sat in the bed, thinking maybe I could take a pill to sleep. I was surprised when Sherry asked me, "Honey, are you alright? Aren't you asleep?" "No, I an am feeling a bit thirsty and was thinking of fetching a drink from the fridge." It appeared to me that Sherry too was also wide-awake all this time. She put her hand around my waist and pulled me to her. As I undid her bra, her breasts sprang free, her nipples dark and erect. I leant forward and flicked my tongue across her nipples. She put her hands on my shoulders and pressed me down, wanting me to give her oral treatment, which she always enjoyed immensely. The moment I put my mouth to her pussy, I found it thoroughly wet and soaking. Her sweet-smelling juice was already running out from her tender opening. She held my head with both of her hands, as if it was a joystick, and guided it to the right place, where she needed it the most. "Oh God," she moaned when she was close to climax. I knew she could be very vocal and noisy when having orgasm by oral sex. As she was about to come she cried out, "Oh, god! Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, YES! Don't stop." Finally she climaxed, giving me a mouthful of her juices. She pulled me up with her hands and guided my thick shaft into her pussy. Picking up speed, my hips moved faster, thrusting my cock into her cunt as she moaned with delight. "Come on, honey, make it harder and faster ... ohhhhh that's it baby ... yesssss ... harder," she yelled breathlessly, encouraging me to pound my cock harder and deeper into her cunt and she climaxed again. Next two nights we were in a heightened state of sexual excitement, not only we were fucking like newlyweds, our sex went beyond midnight, though the reason for it was never mentioned. We had so much of sex in these three nights, which probably we did not have in the past six months. Finally came Friday afternoon and we all headed for their yacht in their car. We reached the dock and unloaded all the stuff that we had brought. There were others also leaving shortly and we all exchanged small talk. Steve said, "Folks here are very nice and helpful." Steve took us around the boat and showed us different areas on the yacht. On the right hand adjacent to the deck was a small dining area. There was a rectangular table and a U-shaped seat running along the walls around it. Next was a small galley. On the left was a bar and next to it the bathroom with the toilet. Then came the bedroom; it had a single bed, which looked large enough. The bed was sandwiched between the two walls of the boat and one had to get onto the bed from the foot. I gave a short and quick glance to the bed and my naughty mind speculated how we all would be sleeping on it. Shortly thereafter we left the docks and for the next two hours we were sailing at a very high speed. By the time we anchored on the high sea close to an island, it was late evening and it had started getting dark. Steve told us that this was one of his favorite spots. He told us that the island was uninhabited and some times in the day he and Cindy went for a hike on the island. Soon Cindy got busy making the drinks, Margaritas for Steve and me and since Sherry preferred wine, Cindy said she would also go for it. For the next hour we were all sitting on the deck and drinking and chatting. Steve suggested that we all change into something more comfortable so that we'd feel relaxed. He suggested letting Sherry and Cindy go first to the bedroom to change. Soon Cindy and Sherry appeared after changing. As soon as I looked at Cindy, I could not take my eyes off. She was wearing a peach-colored camisole silk top with matching French knickers. The top was a loose-fitting free-flowing dress which came up to little above her waist. The knickers were low rising and had a sexy opening on both sides, where it was tied with a string at the waist. I have never ever seen such a naughtier and sexier nightwear. The top four buttons of her camisole were open and revealed a lot, She was not wearing a bra and with her movements one could see it all without leaving anything to the imagination. My eyes were glued to Cindy and followed her wherever she moved. I think Cindy could make out what was going on in my mind and gave me a mischievous smile. Sherry was wearing a loose-fitted silk shirt printed with multi-colored butterflies, buttoned down in front. The length of the shirt came down just below her hips, so it was not possible to make out what she was wearing underneath. The shirt's top three buttons were open, revealing her cleavage. I think she looked moderately sexy. Steve in a little while left for the bedroom, changed and came back. He had put on skin-colored silk boxers and a T-shirt. The big bulge in his boxers made it rather obvious that he was well equipped and well endowed. I could notice Sherry giving glances to his boxers from the corner of her eyes. After a while, I too went in for a change and came back with navy blue colored short kimono silk robe with matching shorts of a very soft and fine material. The atmosphere was pretty relaxed. We got our drinks and resumed our conversation. It was an open general discussion and we all discussed mundane matters like the Iraq war and then usual business stuff. After a while Steve suggested that we try our skill at cards. We all sat down around the dinner table. While Steve and I sat across the table, facing each other, Cindy was on my left side between me and Steve and facing Sherry, who was sitting on a barstool facing Cindy. Steve knew some amazing card tricks and started displaying them to us. Some of the tricks were really intriguing. Since Cindy and Sherry were on the sides of Steve, they could catch him on one of his tricks, so he suggested that all three of us sit facing him, on the other side of table. We all three had to squeeze in as the place was meant for two persons. I was in the center and on my left was Cindy and on the right Sherry. It gave me a good chance to touch my body with Cindy. While showing us a trick Steve threw some cards in our direction and a few cards fell under the table on our side. I and Cindy both bent down to pick up the cards. Cindy tried to pick cards lying under my legs and doing this her hand touched my hips. Boy, oh boy, I immediately got a big hard on, which was difficult to hide in my soft shorts. Fortunately only Cindy and Sherry could have noticed it. I was again waiting for a card to fall down and that not happening for some time, I made one fall down by my left hand, as if accidentally. Before Cindy could bend down to pick it up, I immediately tried to pick it up from under the table and my face touched Cindy's hip. It was a great sensation. It was almost three and half-hours that we were drinking and merry making when Steve suggested that we all hit the bed. He told me, "You two take the left side and we will occupy the right." "Ok, sure, Steve," I said promptly. Sherry told me to go to the left and she lay down next to me. Thereafter, Cindy was the one next to her and Steve on the extreme right. With this I was on the left of the bed and then there was Sherry and then Cindy and Steve. The lights were switched off and we all tried to catch sleep. I realized that though the bed was good enough for sleeping two adults and two children, it was certainly not good enough for the four of us. It was almost two hours and I was unable to sleep. Sherry got up to go to the toilet. I kept lying down on my side, motionless. Cindy, who was next to Sherry, in her sleep rolled over to change sides and she was almost next to me face to face. After a while Sherry returned and in the dark finding a vacant place thinking that is where she was, she lay down. Soon she realized that something was amiss. She felt around and found that Cindy had moved to her place. She got up and sat in bed for a few minutes, and realizing that there was no point in disturbing every one, she lay down again. Suddenly, I felt that all of us were awake all this time. For a few moments no one moved and everyone was lying motionless. Now Cindy was face to face with me. I waited for a few minutes and then put my hand on Cindy's waist, innocently pretending that it was Sherry lying there. She spontaneously cuddled up to me. Oh, boy! I had a raging erection. I am sure Cindy could feel my huge cock pressing between her legs. When I tried to press my body against her hips, she further snuggled up to me. Cindy pulled down the elastic of my shorts and they were way down near my legs. She with both her hands felt my cock from top to bottom, as if to gauge its length. Suddenly, I was in heaven. I removed my kimono top and got rid of my shorts, which were already near my ankles. I untied the knot of her French knickers with one hand and with her other hand she undid the other side and it came off so easily. She removed her top in desperation. I pulled down her panties. Now we both were totally naked. I was now lying on my back. Cindy bent down to taste my huge erection. I pressed her hips with my hand indicating that she should come on top, which she did. Suddenly we both realized that there was no movement on the other side of the bed from Sherry and Steve. Steve had undressed and Sherry was lying on her back motionlessly and Steve's hand was on her waist. Cindy switched on the pink night light. I unbuttoned Sherry's shirt and undid her bra hook and Cindy pulled her thong all the way down and removed it. Cindy got hold of Steve's hand and put it on Sherry's breast and he started fondling it. Still no movement and no reaction from her side. I put my fingers in Sherry's hair and started caressing her like a child. I offered her my hand, which she grasped immediately, as if she was being blown by a storm and needed something to cling onto. She held my hand strongly. At this point, Steve positioned himself between her legs, his lips ran onto the top slope of her breast before moving off into the soft shallow valley between her breasts. He kissed every part of her breasts and nipples before moving again, over her stomach and down towards her pussy. His tongue started drawing circles around her clitoris and she moaned. Steve felt the sticky, sweet-smelling juice that was running out from her tender opening. The scent of sex began to fill the room. He slid his mouth lower, onto her pussy lips, parting them with his tongue before plunging inside her orifice. His tongue came out time and again, like that of a serpent, swiveled around her pussy as he nibbled on the clit like a butterfly. Sherry cried out as his tongue thrust deeper inside her. He kissed and licked her again, running his eager tongue down her slit from top to bottom, starting at her clit and ending at her bum. His tongue swirled faster and faster until she screamed and bucked her hips violently into his mouth. "Oh, God.... Oh, god...Oooooooh, yes," she responded quivering in desire. Their sweaty bodies slid against each other, as the orgasm in each of them overtook their senses. Their bodies tensed together as their sexual release consumed them. The volcano in her erupted and she shuddered, I felt the tremors of it all in my hand, which she was still holding with all her might. Soon it appeared to me that the storm, which was going through her, had withered away, although she still held my hand, its grip slowly relaxed. Sherry now released my hand and I realized it was time for me to attend to my business. Cindy was lying on the side of my body, leaning over it, her arms around my neck, her breast and mound pressing against me. She had the patience and waited till Sherry settled down. I made Cindy lie down on the edge of the bed. I slid down on the floor and held her legs apart with both my hands. It was to my mind the most convenient position to give her oral pleasure. I moved my tongue in circular motion around her pussy just to stimulate and tease her. She seemed to be enjoying the sensation but could not wait for very long and pressed my head to the center. I thrust my tongue as deep as I could and then brought it up a little short of her clit. I did this a few times and she again guided my head to her clit. As soon as I put my tongue on it, she moaned, "Ohhhhhh ... yesssssss right there." In a little while she pulled me to the bed and made me come on top of her in a 69 position, as she too wanted to perform oral sex on me. She engulfed my cock in her slightly opened mouth and moved, as if she was drawing a figure eight. It was so enjoyable that I thrust my cock in her mouth with full vigor again and again, deeper and deeper while she was sucking me vigorously. I was having a problem exhibiting my skill around her clit. She pulled a pillow and placed it under her hips and her pussy opened up to me like an open book. I thrust my tongue deep into her love box, went down as much as possible and then brought my tongue up to her clit a few times and nudged on her clit in all possible ways, circling it then going up and down. My tongue swirled in and out, faster and faster, until she screamed and bucked her hips violently into my mouth. She moaned as she exploded, spurting her juices in my mouth, which at that moment tasted better than any other juice in the world. With her constant vacuum sucking, I too released my entire load in spurts, of which she swallowed every drop. Swingers By Chance We both now were exhausted and lying on our backs, waiting to recoup for the next round of the tournament. As soon as I got my senses back, I noticed that while Sherry was lying on her back, Steve had put her legs on his shoulders and was thrusting his ramrod into her pussy like the piston of a steam engine. Sherry was responding by lifting her pussy upwards every time Steve's cock rammed into it. I thought that was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. Cindy and me both sat on the bed watching every bit of action. It was a wonderful sight to see Steve's shaft disappearing into the forest between her legs. It was such a fast action and with so much lubrication that Steve's cock slipped out of her pussy and I was quick enough to guide it in the right place. The next time it happened, we both jumped up to do it but I let Cindy hold it and slide it into Sherry' pussy. It was such an amazing sight seeing Steve's cock in and out. One second it was out and the next second it disappeared into her pussy. Then suddenly Sherry screamed loudly, "Steve! Oh God! Steve! Yes, yes, yes! Oh God! Uhhhhnnnnn!!" Soon Steve's gallant soldier fell, but before falling he shot all his ammunition in the right target. He lay limp now. We both were now lying on our sides facing each other. I entered her with my throbbing cock. She wrapped her leg around my body, with which she pushed me and thus pushing my shaft deeper and deeper. She bit my neck and her breathing became heavier. She then turned her body and she was now on her back, with her legs around my waist. I put my fingers on her clit while my cock was already in her cunt. She found it very enjoyable. She gasped as I penetrated her depths. I watched her mound as it completely absorbed my penis, leaving her pubic hair mingling with mine. She pressed her hands against my shoulders in order to brace herself as she began grinding her hips and buttocks. She raised her hips every time I thrust my huge cock into her pussy. In between she pulled me to her and our mouths filled with passion as our tongues explored each other. She held me tightly from my hips and wouldn't let me move. All of a sudden she slammed her body up against me and began to shudder violently. We both fell on the bed exhausted with our arms wrapped against each other. After some time Sherry and Cindy switched sides and Sherry was with me and Cindy with Steve. We kept lying entwined and then I had the hottest and steamiest sex of our lives with Sherry. Later when lying down in bed a thought crossed my mind that the entire thing was arranged by Sherry and Cindy. Was it possible? If so, why did Sherry have problem plunging into it. Two weeks have passed. We still are as good of friends as we were earlier. Nothing has changed. Only our sex life has spiced up. There has never been a night after the incident when we did not have sex till well past midnight. We often wonder if we will get another invitation from Cindy and Steve. It has not happened so far. ----------XXXXX---------- Dear Reader, What do you think of this whole episode? Was it an invention of Cindy and Sherry, or it just happened accidentally? I am unable to come to a conclusion. I will be very happy if you could email me and tell me what you think about it and also if you were in my situation would you have acted indifferently? Swingers Club He strips off my shorts and licks and kisses down my stomach, licking my pussy through my sheer white thong panties. He moves my thong to the side and starts licking my pussy, biting my clit. He pushes one finger inside me, then two. He's rolling his fingers against my g-spot, again and again, making me squirt into his mouth. I roll over onto all fours, cuz I know he wants to see me in my lacy white thong. He pulls out his phone and starts taking pics, pulling my panties to the side and thrusting his tongue in my pussy, licking my ass, taking pics the whole time. He's the first guy to take pics while fucking me, and I'm loving it. (And I'm still loving it, cuz I can look at them anytime I want ;)) I lay him down and suck his nice hard cock, feeling it get harder and thicker in my throat. I start riding him, his thick cock filling my pussy. I turn around, riding him reverse cowgirl, slowly sliding up and down on his cock, then bouncing up and down harder. He's taking pics and videos the whole time, I catch a glimpse of my ass on his phone, it's so hot it makes me go harder. He flips me over doggy style, fingering my pussy and ass. He's rubbing my clit so hard, I'm cumming like crazy. He starts fucking me so hard, still rubbing my clit. He says he's about to cum, so I flip around and let him shoot it all over my face and mouth, while he gets the whole thing on video. We get cleaned up and he starts rubbing me all over, very sweet ending to a very good night. Later that week... Our first time at the swingers club, so they're giving us the tour. I can tell he's already wanting me, his arm wrapped possessively around me, his hand resting on my ass, sliding under my ass, rubbing my pussy, making me soak my panties. The tour is over, we get our drinks and hit the dance floor. I'm moving in front of him, rubbing my ass against him, feeling his hard cock, his hand pulling my skirt up, showing my wet panties to anyone who's watching. I turn and kiss him. We are thoroughly enjoying feeling each others bodies, tongues entwined. A woman introduces herself to us, slips her tongue in my mouth, and pulls us over to meet her fiance. The guys talk, but soon can't keep their eyes off us as she pulls me to the dance floor, we're grinding on each other, I'm smacking her ass, she slides down my body then I slide down hers. We're making out again, hands all over each other, people watching us. She pulls her man's belt off, he starts to whip her with it. She gives it to me and I whip her with it, harder and harder. Then we switch, and she whips me. She angles it so she's hitting my pussy. She leaves welts on my ass. I turn back to my man, I'm so horny now. I'm dancing in front of him again, he's sliding his hand over my pussy. He can feel the heat coming from my warm wet pussy. He pushes a finger inside me, deeper, hitting my g spot, making me moan. He pulls his finger out, and I grab his hand, taking his finger in my mouth, sucking my juices off it, playing with it like it was his cock. He asks me how it tastes, so I kiss him. We head to a playroom and pick a secluded bed with sheer curtains, somewhat more private than others. I suck his hard cock deep into my throat, over and over. I mount his cock, riding him hard, rolling my hips. He grabs my ass and lifts me up, ramming me hard. Then I turn around reverse cowgirl to pound his cock deeper into my pussy. I lay down and he starts licking and sucking my pussy. He bites my clit over and over, making me moan and scream. Another couple comes in to use the bed next to us. The guy peeks in on us, watching me orgasm as his girl sucks his cock. I catch his eye and he looks away, but only for a minute. I don't even care, I'm in ecstasy, cumming so hard. Finally I can't cum anymore, and we head back out to get more drinks and see what other people are doing. There are naked people on the dance floor. We stand in a playroom and watch a couple of threesomes for a while. One of the hot tubs is full of sexy naked people, so we sit on the patio and watch as the girls start sucking the guys cocks. Another couple comes to sit on the bench next to us and we talk for a minute. Then she starts sucking her man's cock, so I start sucking my man's cock. He's pulling my hair, forcing his cock down my throat. All of a sudden she comes and kneels in front of him and asks if she can taste. I lick up one side while she licks up the other side, our tongues meeting at the tip. She goes back to her man, but a few minutes later she's asking if I want to switch. So I kneel in front of her man, sucking his hard cock, taking it deep in my throat, working it with my throat muscles. I come back over to my man, kissing the girl's neck and licking her while she sucks my man's cock. He starts to cum, his load spurting out, and I lean forward to take it in my mouth. She goes back to her man, riding him on the bench right next to us. We go back to the playroom, where we start to 69. I'm cumming all down his face, his cock further and further down my throat. He's getting so hard, he tells me to get on all fours, cuz he knows I love to be fucked doggy style. He grabs my hips, fucking me so hard. I'm rubbing my clit, squirting all over his cock. He keeps going, making me squirt again as he fills my pussy with his load. We lay there together, limbs entwined, just relaxing for a few minutes, we've been going at it for hours. We rouse ourselves and begin to get dressed, then he rips my panties to the side and decides to fuck me again. So fucking amazing, my pussy is raw, my clit is swollen, my panties are soaked, and I am well and truly satisfied. Swingers Club - First Timers First club experience As we stood watching the couple slowly making love on the bed, another man gently helping them along, I had my arm around Nicki's waist. She snuggled her head against me and whispered in my ear: "I can feel a hand on my bottom" If I had been excited before it was nothing to the sudden feeling I had as she gently ground her hips against me. I had often wondered about men saying they got turned on watching their wives or partners with other men, but the fact I was holding her and she was nuzzling me made this incredibly exciting. "What's he doing now" I whispered, keen for her to keep talking to me. "He's stroking my bottom." "Do you like it?" "Oh yes" she said - no doubt in her voice. I loved the fact she felt so safe. She asked me what he looked like, but I told he that it was more exciting if she didn't know. He just looked like an ordinary guy, slightly unsure as I caught his eye. I looked back at the couple on the bed, not wishing to put him off or encourage him. "He's lifting my skirt" "Are you OK?" "Mmmm..he's stroking my bare bottom now." She had on a g-string so his hands had free access to her smooth cheeks. She closed her eyes and was obviously feeling everything and concentrating hard. All of a sudden her hand went down and pushed him away. I can only assume his hand was working its way between her legs and she exercised her absolute right to stop it. But she didn't move us away. We carried on watching the bed show, the two men kissing and fondling the girl, now completely naked on the bed with twenty or thirty people watching. Some of the single men standing around the bed had taken their cocks out and were openly wanking themselves, hoping the girl would see them and grab their pricks, some only inches from her face. "There's another hand, is it the same guy?" "What do you think?" I really wanted to know what she was feeling. Listening to her was unbelievably exciting. "I can't tell" "Does it matter?" "No, not really" From her voice she was obviously very excitied. She held me tighter. My arm around her back felt him brush against us, my hand on her waist could feel her skirt being pulled and pushed about. Again she whispered that her skirt was being lifted. I think that telling me was making her more excited. It was certainly doing it for me. I wanted to be exactly where I was but also wanted to be able to see what he was doing. Again he stroked her bare arse for a few minutes before he got up courage to explore further. "Its like a pack of eels.." A pack! More than one - I was as hard as a rock and it wasn't through watching other people having sex right in front of my eyes. It felt wonderful, like we were both feeling those wandering hands. Suddenly she pushed them away and pulled me across the room. I looked at her and told her that she as in complete control, nobody would or could do anything she didn't want and I was completely confortable with it all. We went back to the dance floor and had another drink before she pulled me back into the back rooms again. In the middle of a small crowd in another room I saw the same guy over her shoulder, standing right behind her. I put my arm around her waist but held my hand lower on her back, right above her bottom. His hand brushed mine and moved away quickly, but didn't leave her body. In the crowd he tried one more time. I told her that it was the same guy and watched her as she enjoyed his touch. After a few minutes we moved away but she was obviously completely turned on. We found a small room with a lockable door but windows so that people could see in. She took me in and locked the door. As we made love I think we both wondered just who was watching. Swingers Club: Halloween Party SUMMARY: A wife is convinced to try swinging to save her marriage. NOTE 1: This is a Halloween 2013 Contest Story...I hope you enjoy...although it is long Halloween story that starts plot heavy before ending in my longest sex scene to date. NOTE 2: As always, a great big thanks to the one, the only MAB7991 for editing my stories. Another thanks for goamz who seems to somehow catch whatever MAB and I miss. 0. PROLOGUE In every marriage there are ebbs and flows, how a couple deals with these ebbs and flows defines their marriage. With over 50 percent of marriages ending in divorce, it is no surprise that many couples cannot overcome the plethora of challenges that constantly come their way. Matt and I were recently in one of those ruts that not only caused strain in our marriage but damn near ended it. Our solution, although unorthodox, saved our marriage and although I don't recommend it to everyone, for us it changed everything. 1. A BRIEF HISTORY OF US Matt and I had been married over thirteen years (both of us are superstitious by the way) and after years of trying had learned we could not have children. We had applied two years earlier to adopt, but that process only added to the exhaustion that was our lives, as we dealt with red tape from all directions. The recession hit us hard and my husband even harder (I won't get into the details, but we lost a lot of money and Matt, although he didn't lose his job like many others, he was demoted). Being a nurse, my job was relatively secure due to the shortage of qualified nurses. Matt had to work more hours for less pay, while I took extra shifts to make up the financial difference. In the end, financially we ended up about the same, but our lives were way more exhausting and stressful, resulting in little or no time for each other. Before the recession, we went on yearly trips that seemed to rejuvenate both our personal and sexual lives. It had been three years since our last trip, we were in more than a rut, we were in a gigantic meteor pothole, and I wasn't sure we could get out. We hadn't had sex for over three months and even that time was anti-climatic for me. We were a couple going through the motions and our relationship desperately needing a boost. In years past we had sex every couple of days and experimented with a wide variety of sexual positions and locations. Now it was always the missionary position and always in our bed...again the rut was deepening. 2. ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER I was complaining to a colleague at work during a double shift. "I haven't had sex for three months," I whined rather matter-of-factly. "Oh my God," my younger co-worker Jessica responded, "If I don't get my pilot lit every couple of days I am one cold bitch." I laughed, "Always the poet." Jessica shrugged and quipped. "But seriously, what the fuck...pun intended." "Life," I shrugged. "Life is what you make it," she replied using the terrible cliché quote. "How high school prom," I quipped. She smiled naughtily and quipped back a dreamy look in her eyes, "Aaah yes, my high school prom and first threesome." I spit out my coffee when she declared her naughty sexual secret. She continued, "Ever since then I have never been a one cock woman." "B-b-but you're engaged," I stuttered. She shrugged, "So." "You cheat on him?" I questioned. "Oh no, no," she chuckled, before responding like she was talking about the weather, "He is usually a part of the threesome, orgy, gangbang or whatever." "You're shitting me," I replied, assuming she was just yanking my chain. "I'm not shitting you and truth be told I have a solution to your and Matt's sexual rut," she retorted. I stared at her still trying to wrap my head around all this information. She had always been rather open with her sexual exploits, but this was very deep into the too-much-information zone. "You need to come to a swinger's party," she casually announced. "A swinger's party?" I repeated, mindlessly, the information coming too fast and furious for my somewhat conservative values to comprehend. "Yes, the next one is on Halloween," Jessica explained. "How often do they occur?" I asked, still in shock. "Depends," she shrugged, before adding, "sometimes there are special parties, like Halloween, but the first Saturday of every month is the usual meeting time." "You are serious?" I asked, finally accepting that she was not pulling my leg. "Deadly," she smiled, her hand grabbing mine. "Wow," I uttered. She added her tone suddenly dripping with sexual innuendo, "And I would love to 'wow' you like you have never been wowed." "Excuse me," I replied, shocked by her sudden predatory overture. "Everything is possible at a swinger's party," she purred, moving so close to me that I could almost taste her cherry flavored chap stick. I stammered, "I-I-I could never do such a thing." Her finger went to my lips and she leaned towards my ear, her warm breath heating up my dormant oven. "I would bring inconceivable pleasure to you and," she paused as she bit and lightly tugged on my ear. I let out an uncontrollable soft moan. "Your husband," she finished, her hot breath lingering in my ear and triggering a sudden wetness in my vagina. Suddenly considering the ludicrous suggestion, I argued, weakly, "My husband would never agree." "Really?" she asked, moving away from my ear. I was surprised by the wave of disappointment that rushed through me suddenly. Her smile was playful and yet implying so much. "Your husband wouldn't mind watching you in the throes of girl on girl passion? Or having his choice of at least a dozen hot women to pleasure him?" I tried to make a joke out of it. "Well what guy wouldn't want that?" Jessica let my question linger before finishing, "So if you're interested, I can get you in, but there are requirements." "Like what?" I asked, curiosity killing the cat. "Are you sure you want to know?" she teased. Before I could answer, the intercom crackled and announced, "Ms. Kraun to room 1402. Ms. Kraun to room 1402." Jessica shrugged, "Well, we will have to continue this conversation later." Then she shocked me by leaning in and kissing me quickly on the lips but with authority. Just as quick as her lips were on mine, she was gone and I was left alone a mental muddled mess. I couldn't deny a spark chilled my entire body when Jessica briefly kissed me. I was shocked by the kiss and confused by the sensations I was feeling. Before I had time to really deal with all this information, I looked up at the clock and realized I was five minutes late for my shift. Ignoring the spark kindling in my vagina, I left the locker room and headed out to my work station. 4. CONSIDERING THE OFFER The next eight hours were crazy and I didn't have any time to consider the invitation Jessica had offered. I was grabbing my stuff to head home when Jessica entered the locker room. My face instantly felt warm as I relived our last brief moment of unexpected intimacy, I suddenly felt like a giddy insecure teenager again. Jessica asked, as she began unbuttoning her shirt, "So do you still want to know about the party expectations?" I barely heard her words as I watched her undress like a horny teenage boy would do, even though I had seen her changing many times, it felt like my first. "Earth to Trudy," Jessica teased as her final button was unbuttoned. "What?" I asked, rattled by my sudden obsession with seeing her breasts, considering I had seen her breasts in a bra many times before. "What were you thinking about?" she asked knowing exactly what I was thinking, as she began pulling down her skirt. "Oh-oh-oh nothing," I stammered, even as my red face betrayed my words. Her mischievous smile returned as each word slithered out of her mouth with sexual venom breaking down the last remaining walls of my propriety. "You can't stop thinking of my offer, can you, sexy?" Being called sexy was another rush as the sweet terms of endearment from my husband quit around the same time the market crashed. I stammered, "I-I-I guess." With her skirt on the floor, she bent down like a porn star, giving a perfect view of her thong covered ass encased in white pantyhose. Although I was not a lesbian and had never had more than brief lingering thoughts and rare naughty dreams, I was suddenly mesmerized by Jessica's body. Jessica seemingly knowing the impact she was having on me, held her perfect pose as she turned her head to look at me staring at her and asked, "Like what you see, Trudy?" Only able to speak with a stammer, I answered, "I-I-I-um..." Thankfully, Jessica saved me from my blithering idiot rambling and asked, as she stood back up, "So I assume you want join us next Saturday?" My moral conscience still lingering deep inside overcame my carnal desire that was simmering at the surface and begging to be dealt with. "I could never cheat on Matt." Jessica, grabbing a pair of jeans from her locker, countered, "Who said anything about cheating? Our group is very much against cheating. Every member is married or in a serious relationship. Both man and woman in the relationship must agree to all the rules of the group and can only join as a couple." "Oh," was all I could muster as I continued to check out Jessica's perfect body as she slowly slithered herself into the tightest jeans ever made. She continued talking, oblivious to my staring or just used to it based on her perfect body and looks, and explained, "Our group believes that monogamy is a hindrance in a relationship as everyone, regardless of your morale fibre and your love for your partner, will fantasize about others. Usually these fantasies will consume you and either you cheat and betray your spouse or you mentally cheat every time you are intimate with them." She paused, her perky breasts still on display for me in her skimpy black lace bra, "Thus we strongly believe our swinger's group actually saves marriages." I joked, trying to be casual about an idea that seemed more logical and appealing the more I learned, "Your slogan could be: saving marriages one fuck at a time." Jessica's smile disappeared and she said, suddenly her tone cold, "Don't be flippant and judgemental Trudy. I was trying to be helpful." As she grabbed her shirt from her locker, I quickly apologized not wanting to insult her. "Wait! Sorry, Jessica, I was being sarcastic. It is how I deal with situations I am uncomfortable with." Jessica turned back to me, her shirt in her hand, her eyes softening, "I am sorry too. I don't tell many about Eddie's and my swinger lifestyle, but thought it could really help you. Plus I find you very attractive." "You do?" I questioned, both confused and turned on. "Yes I do, sexy," she smiled. "How did you and Eddie get started in the group?" I asked, wanting to know everything. Jessica offered, "That is a long story. Let's go out for a drink." "I am way too tired to be going to a bar," I yawned. "Did I imply I was asking you?" she asked her tone suddenly firm. Before I could respond she added, "We are going for a drink and I am not taking no for an answer." "Ok," I agreed distracted by her putting on her blouse and her rather authoritative tone. "You're not changing?" she questioned, content with my answer. "I usually just go home after work and hit the shower so I don't bring extra clothes," I explained. She turned back to her locker and pulled out a blood red blouse and handed it to me. "I have a few outfits in here depending on what I may be doing later. Your skirt is fine, but we can't be going out with you in a stained nurse's smock." Before I could even respond she was pulling my scrubs off me, revealing my tiny breasts in my sports bra (I found a sports bra more practical for the job...comfort had always came first with me). "A sports bra," she smiled, adding, "I hope you are less practical at home." I shrugged, "I am more a sweats and t-shirt kind of gal." Jessica dressed me like I was her living Barbie Doll and said, "Well, I hate to be critical sugar, but being married doesn't mean you quit working hard on your relationship. If you don't dress feminine and if you don't feel sexy, then your man will quit trying to." "I suppose," I whispered, as she buttoned up the slightly see through blouse on me. "No, I suppose. I am not saying the swinger's group is right for you, but even if it isn't you need to do more work on your side to rekindle the fire in your marriage." Suddenly guilt overwhelmed me. I had been blaming Matt for our lackluster passion, but in just a few words of wisdom from a colleague I realized I was just as much to blame. I replied, "You are right, Jessica. I have gotten lazy." "It is easy to do," she replied, supporting my realization, "But it is just as easy to fix." I joked, "I may need a whole new wardrobe." "Well one thing that always relaxes me is shopping for clothes," she smiled, "let's go, the malls are open for a couple of more hours." "Now?" I asked. "No time like the present," Jessica pointed out and added, "plus I need a new outfit for next weekend's Halloween party." "Are they always themed?" I repeated, curiously. "Yep, every party has a theme. Last month was a superhero theme to celebrate the opening of the Avengers movie and the month before was a BDSM party." "Oh," I replied, too nervous to ask what a BDSM party was. We were heading to the parking lot before I asked, "So next is a Halloween party?" "Yes, actually, it will be a perfect time to join as you can kind of create a slut persona and still hide behind a mask if you are nervous," Jessica revealed as we reached her car. "We'll take my car." The mall was only a few minutes' drive, but enough time with traffic to allow her to tell me about how she joined this exclusive club. "So first thing you should know is Eddie and I had been involved in a couple of threesomes before we became actual swingers. We had tried two guys and one girl and two girls and a guy, but we both had the fantasies of a foursome or moresomes. Anyways, as you know Eddie works for the city in economic development and at last Year's Christmas party, not this past Christmas but the one before that, we were quite drunk and ended up in a free for all sexual extravaganza with two other couples at the office Christmas party." Jessica paused to look at me while at a red light. She could tell I was enthralled by her every word. She smiled, adding, "It was fucking amazing. It was my first double penetration and I became addicted." "You took it in the butt?" I asked, astonished. "Fuck yeah," she replied like it was what everyone was doing, adding, "Don't knock it till you try it." The light changed and she turned her eyes back to the road as she continued the story. "Anyway, once all the men were all spent I recall saying how I still wanted more, but none were capable of fulfilling my need. As we were leaving, one of the wives' handed me a card and suggested I give her a call and the rest is history." "Wow," I said, the whole story so unbelievable, yet clearly the truth. "Wow, indeed," she echoed as we arrived at the mall. Silence lingered between us as we exited the car and made our way into the mall. I followed her into a store called Lace and Grace, a store I had walked past a trillion times, but never entered. The first thing I noticed when I entered the store (because of its intimate products, it is a closed door shop) was a wall of toys. The only toy I had was a vibrator I had bought in college at a sex party and it really wasn't big enough to properly satisfy me. Jessica noticed my bug-eyed look and guessed. "Let me guess. You have one vibrator that you have had since before you were married." "Is it that obvious?" "You scream sexually repressed, my dear," she dead panned. I winced at her accurate assessment, and trying to shed this image asked, "And what would you suggest my guru of pleasure." She smiled at me and said, "Be careful what you ask for, honey. I'd have you wearing a butt plug to work to prepare you for the party, if I had my way." "Oh my God," I gasped at her frank response. "That is exactly what you will be screaming over and over at the party," she quipped, grabbing my hand and leading me to the wall of self-pleasure. I remained silent to avoid digging a deeper hole than I was already in, as I stared at so many inconceivable sex toys I didn't even know where to start. Jessica teased, "We are not here for these, but clearly you are thinking of upgrading your meager toy collection." I again stammered, "No-I-um just can't fathom the purpose for some of these toys." I pointed to one that actually had a drill handle, "Like what is this one for." Jessica quipped without hesitation, "To literally drill you." "Apparently," I replied. Jessica reached for a smaller toy. She handed me the box and said, "This is a must have for any sexually needy woman." "A we-vibe?" I asked, looking at the rather small contraption. "It may be small but it gives the best sensations," Jessica smiled, "while one part teases your pussy the other pulses on your clit." "Wow," I mindlessly replied thinking about how awesome that would potentially feel. "Wow, indeed," Jessica said, "plus with a pair of tight panties you can wear it while you are out and about." "I would never...." "Never say never, sweetie," Jessica recommended, reaching for a much bigger toy, "because if I have my way I will be using this on you next Saturday." She handed me a long dildo that had heads at both ends. At first I couldn't fathom what it could be used for until Jessica explained, "It's a double-ended dildo so we can fuck each other, pussy to pussy." My face must have been ruby red as she added, taking back the long toy, "Just kidding...probably." She shrugged and dragged me to the bras and shocked me again when she cupped my breasts and asked, "34b?" My facial expression a mixture of shock at being felt up and her very accurate appraisal, I nodded, "How did you know?" She shrugged, "It's a gift." She scanned the many different bras all of which were sexier than any I currently owned before grabbing three and ordering, "Go try these on." I took the bras tentatively and went into the small changing room. I put on a lacy white push-up bra that definitely enhanced my small breasts. It was like the breast fairy had waved her magic wand and given me the breasts I had always dreamed of having. As I admired my new breasts, I was startled when Jessica walked in unannounced. "Nice. Isn't it amazing what one tiny piece of lingerie can do for you?" Although suddenly feeling vulnerable in only a bra, I feigned confidence. "It makes me look like I have breasts." "Nice, firm, appetizing breasts," Jessica complimented. "I suppose," I replied, feeling awkward from the compliment. "Turn around," she instructed. I did and felt her unhook the bra and toss it on the bench. She reached and grabbed a second bra and dressed me like I was again a full-sized Barbie doll. Her hands on me was awkward, yet sensual, causing an undeniable stirring down below. Once the light blue bra was on, she spun me around to face the mirror and said, "Cute, very cute." I looked in the mirror and had to agree; it was cute and somehow made me look younger. I felt Jessica's hands expertly unclasped the bra and felt her hot breathe on the back of my neck which caused more tingling down below and made my nipples go as stiff as diamonds. Her hand never leaving my back, she reached and grabbed the third black bra and put it on me. I wondered if she saw my erect nipples and flushed face. Did she know the impact she was having on me? Swingers Club: Halloween Party Once on, she twirled me around and said, "Wow. Every girl needs a sexy black bra." "Is that so?" I asked. "Look for yourself," Jessica said, pointing to the mirror. Turning around, I looked at myself and again I had to agree it accentuated my breasts in ways I didn't think was possible. "Now a nice black fuck me dress, some stockings and heels and men will be drooling over you," Jessica complimented, before adding with a mischievous smile, "and some women too." She let her last words linger before leaving me alone in the room to change. My panties were very damp and I had to quickly calm myself down from my surprising reaction to Jessica's touch and got dressed. I returned to the store and Jessica had a basket with panties and pantyhose. She explained, "Whether or not you join us on Saturday you should have some naughty undergarments. I love it when I am out with Eddie in a sexy, but appropriate cocktail dress, but underneath I'm wearing thigh high stockings, a thong and a lacy bra. Or as I like to say: dress like a lady on the outside and a slut underneath...since in my opinion I am both. I also think all women want to be seen as both deep down, but most are to insecure about their bodies or too worried about what society might think." Trying to impress her, I said, "Well, then I better take that toy you showed me." She smiled and joked, "You may make a good slut yet." "As good as you?" I quipped back. "Well, I have never...." she joked back, her hands on her hips all diva-like. Ten minutes later I had spent over 250 bucks, had three new bras, six new thongs, four pairs of thigh high, a new vibrator and a we-vibe. Ten minutes after that we were at a lounge with some wine and we chatted about work, patients and men's bizarre fascination with sports. Finally, both on our second glasses, and me already tipsy due to being overtired, the conversation returned to the swinger's party. Jessica asked, "So do you think you are interested in the swinger's party?" "It may be the wine, but as of now, hell yeah," I replied, wine always loosening my morals. "Well, I already told you about the couples' only piece and our monogamy philosophy, so the last piece is the loyalty test," she revealed. Curious, I asked, "What is the loyalty test." "Well, you become the submissive slave of the person who brought you for the night," Jessica said, an unreadable smile on her face. My pussy leaked into my panties at the thought and my cheeks returned to ruby red. I was about to speak, when she added, "Just kidding...unless you like that idea." After a pause, she explained the real rules. "But seriously...To guarantee complete loyalty and secrecy, you will each be expected to perform an act that will be videotaped." "Oh my," I gasped, already pretty confident Matt would never agree. "If you somehow betray the confidence of the group, the video goes viral," she explained. "What did you have to do?" I asked. She smiled, clearly fondly recalling her loyalty test. "I had to blow three guys and allow each to come on my face and then I had to fuck myself with a cucumber." "Oh my God," I gasped again, "I could never do that." She smiled, "Oh yes you could." "I don't think so," I replied, although the idea had my pussy tingling. "I can tell by the look on your eyes, you're already thinking about it," she correctly assessed. "Well a girl can dream," I smiled back, the wine and conversation together stirring up a longing I had long lost. Jessica surprised me yet again, "I want to fuck you so badly." "What?" I exclaimed. "Seriously," she said, "I want to devour you whole." Such flattery had me tingling as did the idea of Jessica devouring me whole. Seeing I was rattled by her upfront behavior and yet not rejecting it, she added, "I have a plan." "You do?" I asked, curiosity again getting the better of me. "Yes, you and Matt are going to come to our house this Friday for a fun night of drinking, cards and fun in the hot tub." "We are?" I asked, my head spinning with the possibilities such a night would hold. "Yes you are and I won't take no for an answer," she said confidently. "Ok," I agreed tentatively, unsure what I was really getting myself into, yet just as excited about the possibilities of the unknown. Her sexy smile had me overwhelmed, "And then we will let the chips fall where they may." We finished our wine and headed home the possibilities of Friday night both exciting and scary. 5. CROSSING THE LINE All week I tried to bring it up to Matt, but I could never get the courage. We did have sex once, but as usual it was literally anti-climatic. He agreed, very reluctantly, to go to Jessica's on Friday. The more I thought about Jessica and the swinger's party, the more excited I got at the possibility. Friday came and because the weather was so amazing we sat in their backyard, had a barbecue and a few drinks. The good news was that Matt and Eddie really seemed to get along as they talked football, baseball, muscle cars and the stock market. Jessica and I let them chat as we went inside to get changed for the hot tub. Jessica asked, once alone, "Have you put any more thought into my offer?" "Too much thought," I replied. Jessica's sexy smile returned. "Is that so, do tell." My face went red at what I had obviously implied. "I am going through major withdrawal," I admitted, before adding, "we had sex once since our chat, but I had to wait till after he fell asleep to finish what he didn't." "And what were you thinking about," she purred, her tone dripping with innuendo. "Lots of things," I vaguely answered. Jessica moved in front of me, her seductive eyes pulling me in. "Was I in your fantasy at all?" I stammered, nervously and excitedly, "Y-y-yes, you were." "Mmmmmmm," she moaned in a way that I can't properly explain but had my knees weak, my body trembling and my pussy tingling. "Let's go change into our bikinis, sexy," she suggested, grabbing my hand and leading me to her room. I followed like a lovesick puppy. As soon as we reached her room, she discarded her clothes and was standing in front of me naked. Smiling at me, obviously knowing the impact she had on me, she asked, "Like what you see?" I replied, my cheeks giving away any pretense her nakedness was not affecting me, "I can't believe how tight your body is." She shrugged, "I was born this way." "You don't work out?" I asked, incredulously. "Only up and down on Eddie's pole," she smiled, before adding, "and of course I do have a monthly marathon." "You are so bad," I teased. Bending over, giving me a perfect view of her ass, she reached for her bikini. Turning around and walking towards me, she said, "You can be bad too." Reaching me, I waited in anticipation for her kiss. Her lips grazed mine, before moving to my ear, "All you have to do is say yes." She bit my ear lobe, tugged it teasingly and ordered, "Now get changed, it is time to amp up this night." I nervously undressed as she watched. Once naked, she praised me. "Trudy, you have a damn fine body. All the men will be fighting over you tomorrow." I blushed, thrilled by the compliment, but didn't believe it. "As if, I can't even get my own husband to fuck me," I sighed. Her tone changing, she scolded, "Don't you dare play the pity card. Men need variety, whether it is more than one woman or different positions or whatever. It is your job as a wife to keep him happy just like it is his job to be romantic." "Well if that is the case we would both be fired," I quipped. "Well, let's go save your job," she smiled, moving in and kissing me. I was suddenly weak in the knees as I melted into her. A moment later, she broke the kiss and asked playfully, "You ready to take this show live?" "Oh my God, I don't know," I wavered. "What is the worst that is going to happen?" the sexy bombshell asked. "Um...." I paused, unsure the answer. "Exactly," Jessica confirmed. "Your marriage is in trouble and I am going to help you save it by fucking you. Now get in your bathing suit." Before I could respond, she left me alone stunned by her last declaration. Anxiety overwhelmed me as I got into my bikini and prepared for the unknown. Five minutes later all four of us were in the hot tub drinking and chatting as if we were lifelong friends. After a few minutes, Jessica's hand appeared on my leg causing me instant excitement and trepidation. Was she really going to do something with my husband right there? The answer came seconds later when her hand slowly moved up until it was between my legs gently teasing my pussy lips. I was thankful I was under water so she couldn't tell how wet she was making me. The next few minutes I tried to continue to be involved in the conversation, but was distracted by Jessica's touch. Suddenly, Jessica said, "Let's play a game." Matt said, "What game?" "Truth or dare," Jessica revealed, her finger moving inside my bikini. I gasped as her finger penetrated me. Matt noticed, "You okay?" "Y-y-yes," I stammered, as Jessica begin to slowly fill my pussy with her finger. "I just haven't played truth or dare since I was a teenager." "I'm game," Eddie said, knowing where his girlfriend was going. "Me too," Matt agreed. "Well, I guess I have no chooooice," I said, stretching the last word as Jessica wiggled her finger now completely in me. Matt gave a confused look, while Eddie gave a knowing one which somehow turned me on more. Jessica started, "Trudy , truth or dare?" "Truth," I said, scared of what she might dare me to do. Jessica considered for a minute before asking, "When did you last have sex?" "Tuesday," I answered, thankful for an easy question. "Matt's turn," Jessica announced all chipper. "Dare," he shrugged. Jessica said, "This is for both of you men. I dare you to throw your trunks onto the deck." Eddie shrugged and quickly took the dare while Matt looked surprised. Once he noticed Eddie had done it, he followed suit. "My turn, I guess," Jessica smiled. "Matt ask away." "Truth or dare," Matt asked, his eyes continually lowering to Jessica's voluptuous breasts. "Dare," Jessica answered. "Tit for tat, I think, I dare both of the ladies to discard their bikinis," Matt dared. Jessica laughed, as she turned to me, her finger sliding out of me, and reached behind me to take off my bikini top. My body trembled at her touch as she joked, "Let's show the boys tit for tat." Once she released my breasts from the bikini top, I moved my hands, suddenly feeling brazen, and leaned my naked breasts onto her and removed her bikini as well. Once off, our breasts were crushed together and I turned to my stunned husband, who I bet didn't think we would take off our bikini tops, and smiled my tone dripping with sexiness, "Is this tit for tat or tit for tit enough for you." Matt was indeed surprised, but Eddie took control, "You only half completed the dare, ladies." Jessica ordered, "Stand up, my dear." "Really?" I asked. "A dare is a dare," Jessica shrugged. "Okay," I agreed, nervous and excitement two emotions bouncing inside me. I stood up and Jessica kneeled in front of me and pulled the string that unfastened by bikini bottom. She let my bottom fall into the hot tub and lingered there, my long neglected hairy cunt directly in her face. I didn't dare look at Matt, instead concentrating on staring at the beautiful younger women who I was completely enchanted by. "You need a trim, my dear," Jessica finally quipped, before standing up and turning to Matt, "Would you like to do the honours?" I quickly sat back down so my cunt was no longer on display, although my breasts were only partially covered by the bubbles. Matt was flabbergasted, yet, like me, he avoided making eye contact with his spouse, instead just getting drawn into the beauty that was Jessica. He tugged the string and her bikini bottom quickly joined mine in the water. Matt couldn't pry his eyes off Jessica's cunt, I am not even sure he blinked, until she turned around towards me and said, "Eddie loves my cunt shaved." I stared, like Matt, at her cunt with awe. I had never shaved mine before. Sure I had trimmed it, over a year ago truth be told, but never liked the idea of a razor so close to my pussy. Yet, feeling promiscuous and naughty, I wisecracked, "Well I guess it makes it easier to eat." "Want to find out?" Jessica asked. The moment of truth was at hand. This time I looked directly at Matt. He gave just the slightest of nods giving me permission to do it. Jessica straddled me on the hot tub, most of her body outside the tub, taking control as I continued to hesitate, said, "I dare you to eat my cunt, Trudy." I took a breath for confidence, before I leaned forward and took the dare. I heard Jessica order, "Matt, please hold me up so I don't fall." I assumed Matt did, what guy wouldn't touch her naked body given the opportunity, as I tentatively licked her pussy. I imagine the taste would have been much different if she hadn't been in a hot tub, as there was literally no taste at first. As I licked, moving my tongue back and forth between her pussy lips, I began to taste a wetness that I was responsible for...which was exhilarating...knowing she was getting sexually excited because of me. I just tried to do what I like having done to me, which is to be warmed up with slow licking, lubricating my pussy lips, followed by an aggressive attack on the clit. Once I took her clit in my mouth, she moaned, "That's it Trudy, you are a natural pussy licker." A chill went down my spine, even as I was quickly brought back to the reality that I was eating a pussy while my husband held up the woman. "Matt," she asked coyly, "do you like watching your wife eat pussy?" I tensed up as I waited to hear his response. Was he turned on? Mortified? "Y-y-yes," he stammered, after a brief pause which relaxed me instantly as I sucked her swollen clit between my lips. "Good, because I plan to use your pretty wife to pleasure me on many occasions now that I know she is such a submissive little thing," Jessica explained, seeing just how far she could push my bewildered husband. "Fine with me," he replied, clearly taken by Jessica's personality and sensuality just like I had been. "Gooooood," Jessica moaned, her breathing getting more erratic. "Because I have naughty plaaaans for yoooooou twoooooooooo," she screamed, as she grabbed my head and pulled my face deep into her cunt. A gush of cum exploded out of her and onto my face. I eagerly licked her unique exotic taste that had me instantly realizing I would drop to my knees to taste from her delicacy with the snap of her fingers...any time and any place. Eventually, she let go of my head and asked, "Did you enjoy eating my cunt, Trudy?" "God, yes," I admitted, no longer even remotely worried about playing innocent for my husband. "You were very good at it," she complimented. "Thank you," I replied, although it sounded strange coming out of my mouth. She then asked Matt teasingly, while looking at me, "Is that your cock poking my ass, Matt?" Matt stammered, "I-I-I guess, s-s-sorry." "Truth Matt. Do you want to fuck me?" She asked, turning her head around to look at him. I couldn't see his face from my submissive position still between Jessica's legs, but knew he was trying to decide how to answer. I pushed him by reminding him, "Honey, it's truth, so just tell the truth." Jessica added, "Yeah, I need to know if you are going to fuck me or if Eddie is." Eddie added, "I told you we were swingers earlier man, she is yours for the taking." "Yes, I want to fuck you," Matt finally admitted, a hunger in his voice I had not heard in a long time. "My pussy or ass?" She asked. "Both," Matt answered quickly, like me no longer worried about his significant other but about the moment. "Well don't just stand there, fuck me," Jessica said, moving beside me, on her knees in the hot tub. Matt, again like me earlier, avoided eye contact with me, as he moved behind her. Unfortunately, her cunt was still in the water so I couldn't see him penetrate her, but I did watch his facial expressions which told me he was in. Jessica then ordered, "Trudy get your cunt in front of me now." I didn't need to be told twice as I got out of the tub, moved in front of her, sat back down and spread my legs excited to have two men watch me get eaten. Jessica said, "This cunt needs a good trim, Trudy." "Anything you say," I answered without hesitation. "Those are an interesting choice of words," Jessica purred. I stared directly at Matt who finally was looking at me and said, "Well, almost anything." "Almost anything is a pretty big scope," she pointed out as my husband fucked her. "So it is," I playfully agreed. Jessica turned to Matt and said, "I am not your wife, don't make love to me, fuck me, force my face into her neglected cunt." I wondered if Matt caught the shot at him, but I didn't care. I loved him, but I needed this. Jessica returned to my cunt and dove in. She licked my pussy lips slowly at first like I had, although it was difficult as her whole face was also pounded into me as Matt shifted to fucking her. I watched a Matt I hadn't seen in almost a year as he pounded her and even began to talk as he slammed his cock into her simultaneously slamming Jessica's face into me. "Is this hard enough for you?" "Harder dammit," she replied, clearly enjoying my husband's cock slamming into her. Eddie laughed, "She is insatiable and impossible to please." "That's not truuuue," she moaned, "I just make you fuckers work for it." I glanced at Eddie who was sitting on the side of the hot tub watching his girlfriend in a threesome that didn't include him. His big cock was rock hard and seemed to be pointing directly at me as if beckoning me. Taking control, I said, "I'll take a rain check on that sweet mouth of yours Jessica. I see something else that needs attention." Jessica smiled, knowing instantly my intent, "Tit for tat." I laughed as I moved towards Eddie and his cock, "Indeed tit for tat." But first I moved to Matt and kissed him. Breaking the kiss, I whispered, "I want to see you pound her ass too." "Oh the things I do to please my wife," he joked. "Remember those words," I quipped back as I moved to Eddie, dropped to my knees and wordlessly took his stiff rod between my lips. "About fucking time girl," he groaned as I didn't waste any time with pleasantries and took six inches of his cock in my mouth. I wasn't sure I could take all eight but I was sure willing to try. I bobbed up and down on Eddie's cock for the next couple minutes slowly taking more and more into my mouth. Jessica's moans were consistent and a constant turn on as she even moaned sexier than me. I almost had all of his cock in my mouth when he ordered, "Ride me, slut." I had never been called a slut before during sex. Although I wasn't a feminist by any stretch I had always hated the way that word was used so liberally. Matt knew how much I despised it and never used it. Yet, this time it only turned me on. At the moment I was a slut giving in without hesitation or consequence to my sexual desires. I quickly obeyed, getting out of the hot tub and awkwardly straddling his missile. I also hated being on top, being more a missionary, doggy style or on my side type of girl, yet again just doing as I was told enhanced the sexual stimulation of the already steamy situation. I lowered myself slowly and moaned loudly as I took his cock in me. From this position I could ride Eddie and watch Matt fuck Jessica. Jessica finally ordered, "Sit on the edge of the hot tub, boy toy." Swingers Club: Halloween Party I laughed slightly at Matt being called a boy toy. Of course, he didn't hesitate as he was now sitting directly across from me and was watching me get completely filled by a cock two inches bigger than his. His cock, like Eddie's, was saluting the ladies, as Jessica replicated my position straddling over my husband. The one big difference is she slowly took Matt's cock in her ass. I watched both in awe and envy, at just how easily she took a cock in her ass. Being ass fucked had always been a secret fantasy of mine, but other than my fingers, and a very epic failure when I was drunk in college, which had resulted in it only being an exit hole. "Ever fucked a woman's ass," Jessica asked once Matt's cock had completely disappeared inside her. "Noooooo," he groaned, clearly in euphoria at what was currently happening to him. Watching Jessica slowly riding my husband's cock turned me on and I began bouncing up and down on Eddie's long, thick rod which filled me completely. Each downward bounce reached new depths inside me bringing new sensations of pleasure to flow through me. In only a couple of minutes of getting his cock milked by Jessica's ass, Matt grunted and warned, "I'm going to come." Jessica hopped off his cock, and began furiously pumping his cock. "Do you want to come on my face?" "Yeaaaaah," Matt groaned, something else I didn't ever do, realizing just how vanilla I really was. Eddie meanwhile ordered, "Tighten that cunt of yours around my cock, slut." "Kkkkkk," I moaned, my orgasm close as I tried to focus on milking his cock all the while watching the scene directly in front of me. I tightened my cunt as best as I could, trying to really ride his clock fast, my orgasm building quickly. "Aaaaaaaaaah," Matt grunted as he sprayed his cum onto Jessica's open mouth and face. "How long have you been holding that big load, stud?" She asked, as five streams of cum covered her face. "Too looooong," he replied, just as Jessica deep throated his cock that had just been in her ass. The nasty scene was too much for me, as was my pace and the glorious big cock inside me and I screamed, "Fuuuuuuuck, I'm comiiiiing." Eddie lifted me up, keeping his cock in me, lowered me back onto the edge of hot tub, and began really fucking me hard. The deep rough pounding as my orgasm was trembling through me unlike any I had ever experienced before had me babbling incoherently, "oh God, yes, fuck, I love your cock, use me, ahhhh, yes, shiiiiit, I'm your sluuuuuuuuut." I couldn't believe I had called myself a 'slut', yet that is exactly what I felt like at the moment and it was an exhilarating feeling. A couple of minutes later, my orgasm finally subsiding, Eddie demanded, "Finish me off with those pretty cocksucking lips, slut." I quickly obeyed, reluctantly allowing his cock to slip out of my well fucked cunt and took it in my mouth. I hungrily bobbed back and forth trying to finish what I had started earlier, attempting to take all eight inches of his thick cock into my mouth. "Yes, take it all like a good little slut, Trudy," he groaned. That was all the encouragement I needed to take the last half inch into my mouth. Jessica complimented, "Shit Trudy for a sexually repressed woman you really are eager." "How bad do you want my cum, slut?" Eddie asked as he pulled out and began pumping his cock. I didn't hesitate wanting nothing more than to allow him to cum wherever he wanted to. "I have never wanted anything more in my life, sir." I didn't realize I said 'sir' until it was too late, but thankfully no one said anything. "Does your wife let you coat her pretty face with your jizz?" Eddie asked Matt. "Never," Matt replied his tone implying he figured I should. "Are you going to let me shoot my full load of cum all over your pretty face?" Eddie asked as he looked down at me. Annoyed by Matt's comment, I replied, "Come anywhere you want, my face, my tits or my cunt." "What about your sweet little ass?" He questioned. I stammered, realizing I had painted myself into this corner, "I-I-I have never done that before." Eddie said to Jessica, "well we know what her initiation will be." "That we do," Jessica agreed, moving to her boyfriend's cock and stroking it for him. "Open wide, Trudy." I obeyed, opening wide for the cum I was craving. Seconds later, but it felt like an eternity, his first robe of cum shot out like a cannon hitting me on the forehead. The second hit between my eyes and the third directly in my mouth. I eagerly swallowed the limited sample as more sprayed onto my neck and tits. "We can't be wasting Eddie's cum," Jessica smiled, her face coated in Matt's juice as she leaned forward and licked the cum off my breast and then moved up my neck. Her hot breath got me hot again as she slowly moved up my body to retrieve her boyfriend's cum. My body shivered at her touch as she moved to my lips and kissed me. It started tender, but soon we were kissing like two teenagers first time, never wanting it to end. Our tongues explored each other's mouths even as our hands explored each others' bodies. When we finally broke apart, the men had filled up the drinks. Sitting beside our significant other, both of our faces sticky with cum, Jessica said, "So Matt, do you want to come with us tomorrow as our guests?" "Where to?" he asked. "A swinger's party," she answered. Matt choked on his drink. Jessica and Eddie both laughed. Jessica explained in detail everything she had told me, with Eddie adding the odd piece of information. I moved my hand under water and grabbed his cock which was stiff again. I stroked him as he listened to everything. Jessica finished by adding that I had told her about how our marriage had become sexually stagnated and that she had suggested the swinger's party as a remedy. I said, trying to soften the wording, "I just said that we had lost the creative spark we used to have." "I guess we have," Matt agreed. "So are you in?" Jessica asked. "Do you want to do this?" Matt asked me. "If you do," I replied. Matt said, "I can't believe that I didn't want to come here tonight." "You weren't expecting to watch your wife dyke out, take her friend's ass, and be offered to join a very exclusive swinger's group?" Jessica joked. "I was thinking more feigning caring while wishing I could just be at home watching the ball game," Matt answered back, before joking, "but this was okay too." "Fucker," Jessica said playfully. "Takes one to know one," Matt quipped back, my old witty husband suddenly back from the abyss. "So I'll take that as a yes," Eddie said. "Fuck yes," Matt agreed. A rush of excitement coursed through me as I moved on top of him and slowly straddled my husband's cock. "You slut," Jessica said. "Takes one to know one," I retorted repeating my husband's line. "Just one question," Matt asked. "Anything," Jessica said, as she straddled Eddie. "What will be the initiation?" Matt questioned. "No guarantees," Eddie answered. "I am guessing once Jessica tells the head Mistress that your wife is an anal virgin she will be determined to change that travesty." "And me?" Matt asked, seemingly okay with his wife getting sodomized by a stranger. "Ever sucked cock?" Eddie asked. "God, no," my husband gasped. "Just kidding," Eddie laughed, before adding, "There are a few bi-men in the group. Anyways, they have a few women who desperately love to get laid and you will fuck one or more of them." "Sounds ok," Matt shrugged. "I fucked a seventy year old," Eddie revealed before adding, "and then had to lick my cum from her pussy." "Your fucking with me again aren't you?" my hubby asked nervously. "Nope, it is critical that the evidence they have on you is so incriminating that you would never betray the group," Eddie explained. Jessica asked, as her big tits bounced up and down, "Still in, stud?" "If my wife is in, I am in," he said. "I'm all iiiiin," I moaned, as I bounced on his cock. "Then get off his cock right now," Jessica ordered. "But I'm close," I protested. "No sex until tomorrow night. We need you horny as hell and need your hubby with as many loads as possible to shoot," Jessica said. "The women in the club are insatiable." "So it seems," I said, as I reluctantly got off Matt's cock. We chatted for a while before getting dressed and agreeing to meet at 8:30 at their house to go together to the party. On the drive home, I refrained from just lowering my head and sucking his cock while he drove. We didn't talk at all as we drove in silence both pondering the night we just had and the evening that lie before us. 6. SWINGER'S PARTY The next morning I woke up late and was surprised to see that Matt was gone. On the kitchen table was a note: My slut wife, I have to go to work for a while. I also will pick up outfits for tonight. I also expect you to trim that cunt of yours. Love Matt I smiled and laughed. He was trying to be forceful seeing how it worked for Eddie and the reaction I had. Yet, he finishes with 'Love Matt'...obviously he still has some work to do at bring more aggressive, yet he is also so adorable. I was so thrilled that it went so well yesterday. The night could have ended our marriage and yet instead, just like Jessica said, it seems to have saved it. Crazy, but true, swinging had rekindled our marriage and tonight was an opportunity to really spice it up. I followed his command and trimmed by pussy which took a lot of time. I considered shaving completely but decided against it, as I had always liked the natural look. The floor was a mess and I felt slightly ashamed that I had let it grow so ragged. Jessica called to confirm we were still on for tonight and asked what I was wearing. I admitted I had no idea and learned she was going to be a slutty pirate wench. The day ticked by at a snail's pace, until Matt arrived home at 4:30. "Hi, honey," I called out. "Hey?" He greeted back. "What did you buy me?" I asked, like a kid on Christmas morning. "So eager," he teased, before adding, "Just like last night." "I couldn't believe how liberating it was, especially after I knew you were game," I said. His tone turned serious, "If we do this we must promise each other that it is just sex." "That is what it is," I comforted him. "I love you and love you even more after last night. I trust you enough to know that last night was just sex, as will be tonight, and that you would never do such a thing without me." "Nor you me," he smiled, kissing me. "I love you," I whispered, when the kiss ended. "I love you too," he replied. "I so want to fuck the shit out of you," I said, horny again. "I think that may happen to you tonight," he joked. "That is a bit nerve wracking," I admitted, my ass instantly clenching. "As is whatever they have planned for me," he added. "High risk for high reward," I joked. "Indeed," he laughed. "Soooooo...what did you get me?" I asked, fluttering my eyes like a child whose dad always brings them a present home from a trip. "That is for me to know and you to find out," he said. "But first I need a shower and then food." "Supper will be ready in twenty-five minutes," I announced. "Great, what we having?" He asked. "Your favourite," I smiled. "You haven't made that forever," he said. "You hadn't deserved it," I quipped. I finished preparing supper; we ate and then watched Wheel of Fortune like we usually do. Finally it was time to get ready; I had been dying with anticipation for hours to know what he had thought would be a good costume for such an evening. "Come up in a couple of minutes and I will have your outfit laid out for you," Matt said, standing up. "Make it one," I countered. "The suspense is driving me nuts." "It will be worth the wait," he promised before leaving me. I waited a minute, probably less than that, before heading to our bedroom. As soon as I saw it on the bed I should have known...he was making his childhood fantasies a reality. I could only assume he was going to be Batman. I, it seemed, was going to be Catwoman. This Catwoman outfit was a snug fit and very impractical for the party we were going to...although I liked the idea of wearing a mask...my real identity concealed making me much more comfortable in front of a group of strangers. I was looking at the vinyl outfit when Matt came out, as expected, in a Batman costume. I have to admit he looked fucking hot. "Like the outfit?" He asked. "Yours or mine?" "Both." "Well you are definitely save-me-from-the-villain-and-be-rewarded-with-the-fuck-of-your-life," I answered flirtatiously. "And yours?" He asked. "It looks very tight," I answered. "Put it on," he instructed. "Yes, Batman," I smiled. I got undressed except for bra and panties when Matt said, "completely naked." "Hmmmmmm, is Batman trying to seduce me?" I asked, as I allowed my bra to hit the floor. "Maybe," he smiled, as I got out of my underwear. I reached for the vinyl outfit when he ordered, "Thigh highs first." Grabbing the thigh highs I hadn't noticed at first, I teased, "You and your nylon fetish." "You and your not wearing them for me," he pointed out. I had always thought his fetish strange. I used to wear them all the time when we were younger, but rarely wore them since I wore pantyhose every day at work. Hinting at my submissive side which he was finally catching onto after all these years, I said, "I'll wear them all the time." "Really?" He asked. "I'll walk around the house only in thigh highs and heels if you wish," I continued, as I slid the first thigh high up my leg. "This is new," he said. "All you have to do is treat me like I am your everything and I will become your everything," I said, stretching my nylon clad leg towards him. He took it in his hands and kissed my toes. I teased, "Don't start what you can't finish." He laughed, "Oh I can finish it all right." "No orgasms until tonight, stud," I teased, moving my foot away before putting on the second stocking. Once on, I stood up and grabbed the outfit. I realized there was a zipper in the front that could be pulled down to get at my breasts and as I pulled it onto my body, tougher to get on than the tightest jeans I used to wear in high school, I realized the outfit was crotchless. I gasped, "Matt you can't be serious." "As soon as I saw it I knew it was perfect," he smiled. "I can't go in public like this," I said, mortified of our neighbours seeing my cunt or ass. "I wasn't really asking your opinion," he shrugged. "Now finish getting dressed." Half of me was pissed and wanted to slap him across the face, while the other half was turned on by his sudden confident and in control demeanour. I obeyed, even as my face flushed. Once on, I added the belt that completed the ensemble, well besides the mask. "Fuck you look hot," Matt complimented. "Do I look hot or are you fantasizing about the chick that played the part all those years ago?" I asked. "No, this is all you," he said. My face again flushed, but this time with flattery. "Oh you know just what to say." "One more thing," he said. "What else could I possible add to this?" I asked. "Heels," he said. "You bought me shoes?" I asked stunned. "Kinda." "How can you kinda buy me shoes?" He handed me a box and I knew instantly. He hadn't bought me shoes, he had bought me boots. I opened the box and gasped yet again, he bought me five-inch 'fuck the shit out of me boots'. I hadn't worn heels larger than two inches in years. "You want me to wear these?" I asked before adding, "Theses just might kill me." "If you're playing the role of slut tonight you should dress the part," he said. "So I'm a slut now," I asked but with a smile. "You're my slut," he countered, his hand moving to my already very wet cunt. "That I am," I moaned at his touch. "Now put on the boots," he ordered, before waiting a few seconds and adding, "slut." "Yes, Master," I joked. "Master, I like that," he smiled, his finger sliding inside me. "You are going to make me come if you don't stop," I warned. "Then I better stop," he said, pulling his finger out, but surprising me by pushing it into my ass. "What the fuuuuuuuck," I gasped, stunned by his sudden penetration. "Just getting you ready for tonight," he smiled, as he pulled his finger out. "Get the boots on," he said firmly and left the room. I watched him go, wondering if I had opened Pandora's box even as I pondered what a cock would feel like in my ass. ..... I scurried to the car, scurry being a subjective term based on how many times I wobbled in my boots, petrified someone would see me. I had my mask on too, which somehow made me feel more anonymous. We didn't talk on the drive, each of us contemplating the night ahead. Arriving at Jessica's place, I again quickly walked up the driveway and to her door. It seemed like an eternity before the door was opened, not by Jessica but Eddie, who complimented me, "Wow, obviously you are hoping to make an entrance." "Just wearing what Matt told me to," I shrugged. "Good choice, man," Eddie approved. "Might as well make another fantasy come true," Matt said. "Come on in, Jessica is changing again," Eddie said. "Again?" I asked. "She learned Miranda was coming dressed as a school girl and now Jessica has to up the slut factor," Eddie explained. "Slut factor?" I asked. "Those are her words not mine," he said, before adding, "Can I get you a drink?" "Please," Matt and I both said at exactly the same time. We were on our second drinks when I heard Jessica ask, "How do I look?" I turned around and my mouth dropped open. She was in a Minnie Mouse costume. She looked ridiculously hot with the ears, a skirt so short you could see the lace top stocking of her mocha stockings and she had on six inch open-toe heels. Minnie Mouse of course didn't wear a red micro skirt, a white half shirt that barely held in more than half her voluptuous breasts or a red half shirt that covered her arms and neck. Disney would roll in his grave, but every man alive would be rock hard and any girl dripping wet. "Oh God Trudy, you look fucking delicious," she complimented when she reached us. "Care for a taste," I teased, opening my legs and revealing my crotch less area. "You little slut, are you trying to out slut me?" she asked. "Just learning the ropes from the best," I teased, my finger opening my cunt for her, the second glass of wine already loosening my inhibitions. "So the offer still stands." "I will definitely take a rain check," she smiled, kissing me. Breaking the kiss, she moved to Matt and kissed him too. "You don't look too bad yourself," she said. "You look amazing," Matt said. "I try," Jessica shrugged. "So are you guys ready for the night that changes everything?" "I think that was yesterday," Matt joked. "Oh that was just the appetizer. Tonight you will get the full course meal," Jessica replied. "Should we have another drink before we go?" Eddie asked. "Maybe two," Matt joked. "Or seven," I added, the closer the clock ticked to our rendezvous, the more nervous I got. "No turning back now, sexy," Jessica said. "Not turning back, just filled with anticipation and trepidation," I explained. "I understand," Jessica nodded. We ended up having two more drinks, me already past tipsy, and then got ready as Jessica pointed out, "We need to get there on time. No one is allowed to play until the initiation is over." "Oh my, will everyone be watching?" I asked. "Yep, you too are fresh meat and they will all be conniving who gets first shot at you two," Jessica added. Swingers Club: Halloween Party "Fresh meat," I laughed nervously. Eddie added, "The odds of you not getting fucked by every guy there is pretty slim." "How many is everyone?" I asked, Eddie's prediction only adding to my growing anxiety. "It's Halloween so almost everyone will be there, so at most fifteen couples" Eddie answered. "Don't worry, two of them will be more into Matt if he is willing to swing that way," Jessica added. Matt coughed, "There is gay action?" Jessica shrugged as if it was no big deal, "There is everything action. But you can always say no, but trust me they will be eyeing you, especially if they learn you are straight and a back door virgin." "I would never do it with another guy," Matt said. "As I told your wife just a few days ago, never say never," Jessica warned. Eddie added, "It's kind of reverse sexism. Two girls is hot, two guys is disgusting." "You have been with a guy?" Matt asked. "A few times. It's not really my thing, but it is a nice change of pace every once and a while," Eddie said rather casually. "Don't be modest Eddie. Eddie is a great cocksucker and looks fucking hot getting fucked in the ass," Jessica said. "I think we have said too much," Eddie said, not remotely embarrassed by Jessica's revelation. "We don't want them having second thoughts." "Fair enough, but I must clarify who took your sexy butt's virginity?" Jessica asked. "You did with a strap-on," Eddie admitted, not a hint of shame in his tone. Suddenly I wandered what it would be like to watch a guy get fucked by another guy, or for me to fuck Matt in the ass...wouldn't that be the ultimate tit for tat. "Shit, we need to go now," Jessica said. The guys sat in the front, Jessica and I sat in the back seat. As soon as the car was in motion Jessica pulled me in and kissed me. We kissed with sweet tenderness for the first few minutes our lips never breaking contact. But the longer the kiss lasted the more passionate it became. Our tongues danced, our hands groped, both avoiding our cunts, as we warned ourselves up for the party that was about to start. We didn't come up for air until Eddie said, "Think you two dykes can take a long enough break from molesting each other to walk into the house." "Not enjoying the show?" Jessica asked. "Of course, but looking forward to the main attraction," Eddie smiled. "Touche," Jessica nodded, leaning down and kissing my pussy once before moving away. "To saving marriages one orgy at a time," she declared. I laughed as we got out of the car and headed towards the ridiculously big house, not a house, more of a mansion. A chill went up my spine at the thought we were really doing this...really going to have sex with strangers, join an exclusive group of couples that were swingers. My pussy was getting wet at just the thought of what was about to transpire. Matt held my hand and whispered just before we reached the door, "Having second thoughts?" "Second, and third and fourth," I replied, squeezing his hand. "I love you, Trudy," he said. "I love you too," I replied, stopping to kiss him. "Ready for the beginning of a whole new world?" Jessica asked. "Ready as I will ever be," I replied, as Eddie knocked on the door. "Welcome to the rabbit hole," Jessica smiled as the door was opened by an Asian maid dressed in a normal maid's outfit. "Good evening," the maid greeted. "Good evening, Keiko," Jessica said, kissing the maid on the cheek. "This is Trudy and Matt, our special guests for tonight." "Nice to meet you," Keiko bowed. "You as well," I said, kissing her cheek like Jessica did. "Please sign these waivers," Keiko said, handing me a clipboard. Jessica, seeing my confusion, explained, "Just waivers promising you will never reveal anything that happens here including names...kind of like what happens at the party stays at the party." I nodded, signing the papers without reading them; Matt did the same. "Follow me to the initiation room," Keiko said. We followed her down a hallway and to a room with video cameras and a bed. A chill went up my spine as the reality of what was about to happen became very real. Jessica said, "Once your initiation is done you can join us downstairs." "You're not staying?" I asked. "I will be downstairs watching on the big screen," she smiled, kissing me hard. Soon Matt and I were alone in the room. Matt and I held hands both of us nervous and unsure. A couple of minutes later, we heard a woman's voice announce over a speaker. "Good evening all. Tonight will be a very special Halloween party. Today we will be adding two members to our group if they pass the initiation. Good evening, Trudy and Matt." "Good evening," we both said to no one. "You understand this will be filmed and released on the net if you were ever to reveal anything about our group?" She said all business. "Yes, Ma'am," I nodded nervously. "We are going to try something different tonight," she continued. "You two will be together for the initiation." "Ok, Miss," Matt agreed, his body trembling. "Matt you are going to go to the other room and choose three men...these three men will fuck your beautiful wife while you watch and help," the voice instructed. "Yes, Miss," he said, giving my hand a squeeze. I watched him leave as I waited with a mixture of anxiety and excitement. Time ticked by so slowly as I waited for the inevitable. It was probably only two or three minutes before three men, all completely naked walked into the room. All three were our age and decent looking and without a word they walked over to me and started kissing me. The female voice said, "Jessica mentioned you have never had anal sex. That may dear will change as you get triple teamed by these three men. Matt you will guide each cock into one of your wife's three holes. There is lube on the counter there for her backdoor pleasure. Have fun, and welcome to the family." I was instantly overwhelmed as my neck was kissed by one man, while another unzipped my costume to suck on my tits, and the other dropped to his knees and began licking my pussy. I just stood there and allowed my erogenous zones to be lit on fire while closing my eyes to avoid seeing my husband watching. After a couple minutes of triple attention, I was led to the bed and ordered to get on all fours by the dark haired gentleman. I obeyed, my pussy already on fire, ready to do whatever it took to join this club, yet nervous to know my husband was watching. "Come put my cock in her mouth," the blonde whose cock was suddenly in front of my face said. I watched as Matt moved to me, paused briefly, before grabbing the guy's smallish five-inch cock, yet the thickest I have ever seen, as he guided it between my lips. I, of course, opened my mouth and took in the stranger's cock. I sucked it intently, swirling my tongue around his wide rod, trying to impress him and anyone else who might be watching. "That's it," the blonde man groaned. Just a few words of encouragement and I felt a chill up my spine. A few bobs later and I felt my body lifted up as someone slid underneath me. "Lower your wife on my cock," I heard someone say, although I couldn't see, as my mouth was still full of cock. Yet, I felt myself being lowered onto a big long cock. I moaned on the cock in my mouth as my cunt was filled. I began to ride the cock in my pussy while continuing to suck the cock in my mouth. I fell so slutty, so sexy and so exhilarated all at once. After starting slowly, I began to ride the cock in my pussy with reckless abandon all the while bobbing back and forth on the small thick cock, easily taking both cocks all the way inside me. Even as I did, my orgasm beginning to build, I kept waiting for the third cock. I wanted it; I needed it; I craved it. Taking the cock out of my mouth, I begged, "Matt, I need a third cock, baby." "Okay," he said, reaching for the lube as I took the blonde man's cock back in my mouth. A moment later, I felt a warm liquid poured down my ass crack and I moaned again as I felt a finger rubbing the lube around my virgin asshole. "Put my cock in her ass," I heard the third guy say as I felt firm hands on my hips that held me from riding the cock already in my cunt. I tensed; knowing that even with all the lube a sharp pain was assumedly coming. I took the cock in front of me back in my mouth and reveled in my first ever triple penetration. "Hold her ass cheeks open," a voice said and I assumed it was Matt who pulled them apart just as the stranger's cock began pushing and trying to break through my tight back door. At first, it refused to be allowed entry, but as more lube was poured on my ass I felt my ass widen and the cock slowly slip inside and continued to push forward and slowly my ass opened up and allowed the stranger to slowly sodomize me. The pain was instant and yet I wanted more. I wanted to be used as a slut; I wanted to put on a show for all the stranger's currently watching me; I wanted Matt to get turned on watching me get triple teamed. I wanted it all. "Aaaaaah," I babbled, letting the cock in my mouth slip out. "Just relax," the guy behind me said. "Okaaaaaaay," I said through clenched teeth. Ever so slowly, like a turtle running a race, his cock went deeper in the unknown depths of my ass. The pain continued to burn, yet the euphoria of knowing I was being watched, somehow dulled it. "Shit, you are tight," the guy behind me groaned. "You're my first back therrrrrrre," I explained. "Well, I am honored," he said, caressing my ass. The cock in my ass went deeper inside my virgin back door causing such contrasting sensations of pleasure and pain that I wanted more. His cock not all the way in me, I tried to be like a porn star in the movies as I tried to pleasure all three cocks at once. It was awkward at first, as I pushed back taking all the cock in my ass. I screamed, "Holy fuuuuuuuck," as my ass cheeks met his body. "Shit girl, you took it all," the owner of the cock in my ass said. "I wanted it all," I moaned, even as a pain burned through me. Then I began to fuck myself on the cock in my ass, simultaneously deep-throating the cock in my mouth, while the cock in my cunt just lingered there a constant reminder of my triple penetration. Matt spoke for the first time. "That's it baby; take all those big cocks my little slut." Somehow that turned me on more and I continued the slow process of getting into a rhythm of taking all the cocks in me. First a cock buried deep into my ass, then another deep into my mouth, it was the most exhilarating sensation of my life and I didn't want it to end. As I enjoyed the slow building pleasure, the voice on the intercom announced, "Matt, you have one more task." "Yes, Miss, anything," he said. "You will eat your wife's pussy after James comes in her," she announced. "Okay," I heard him agree, even though his tone implied his dislike. The owner of the cock in my ass, demanded, "Faster, sexy, let's see that tight body of yours really get a work out." I moaned in response on the cock in my mouth, my mind thinking the same thing, as I tried to oblige by going faster. I wanted all his cock in my ass and I slammed back onto him reaching new depths in my no longer virgin ass, before moving forward and easily deep-throating the cock in my mouth. I bounced back and forth like a tennis ball, the pleasure overwhelming as the triple penetration was easily the greatest sexual thrill of my life. Suddenly, the cock in my cunt, began slowly moving his hips and the triple sensation hit even harder. The cock in my ass and cunt were different, yet complimentary pleasures and I knew my orgasm was going to hit soon. Suddenly, I heard, "I'm coming," and was rewarded with a load of cum down my throat. I eagerly swallowed it all while continuing to ride two cocks. When the cock in my mouth left, I babbled, "Oh God yes, I love your cocks in me." "Lean forward," said the guy underneath me, as I looked into his sexy blue eyes. I did and soon both cocks inside me were thrusting simultaneously creating a pleasure unlike any other. My orgasm about to burst, I babbled like a dirty slut, "Oh God, harder, fuck my cunt and ass harder," and "Oh shit, I feel so full," and "Deeper, make my ass yours," and finally, "Oh God, I'm comiiiiiiiing." My whole body trembled with such intense pleasure, I couldn't hold myself up and I collapsed onto the stranger underneath me. The guy whose cock was in my ass, leaned over me and even as my orgasm cascaded through me and continued pounding my ass hard, creating an everlasting pleasure of an orgasm that refused to end. Suddenly I felt my ass being filled with cum, yet another thrilling sensation that brought new chills throughout my body. When he pulled out I could feel cum slip out of my ass, feeling both hot and slutty. To my surprise, the guy underneath me flipped me over and began fucking my cunt hard and deep. A second orgasm began building instantly as this gorgeous younger man fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked. It wasn't love making, it was carnal lust both of us being drawn to the moment of sexual fulfillment. Staring up at him, I begged, "Pound me, sexy, fill my cunt with your big cock." He smiled, "Your wish is my command pretty lady." He grabbed my legs, leaned them back towards me until my ankles were beside my ears, and reached a depth I didn't know was possible inside my cunt. "Oh fucking Lord," I praised, "you are so deep in me." My legs burned as he stretch me in ways I never knew I could stretch and yet his body leaning on me as he slammed deep into me was all I cared about. My second orgasm was on the rise and I begged, wanting to feel him come in me when I came, "Don't stop, I'm so close, fill my cunt with your cum when I come." "I'm close to," he grunted, sweat dripping down his forehead, both of us getting a major workout. "So close, fuck, I'm waiting for you, baby, fill me up, fuck, come now baby, come for your slut, my cunt, my cunt, my cuuuuuuuuuunt," I screamed as I felt his cock unload its cum into me and I let go of my own orgasm that was begging to be released. His cock shot rope after rope of his seed deep in me, even as my own juices tried to flood out. Our simultaneous orgasms made it even hotter, and as he moved up a bit, I let my legs wrap around him to keep his cock in me until my orgasm subsided. "Shit," I said, my body finally collapsing onto the bed. When he pulled out, I was surprised to feel someone else move between my legs. Looking up I saw Matt look up at me before he leaned forward and began licking my well fucked cunt. I moaned, "That's it baby, lick my cunt," even as I felt my cum and the stranger's cum leaking out of me. After a few minutes of his licking me, a third orgasm began to rise and I grabbed his head, knowing we were being watched. I wanted to put on a nasty show, so I pulled him into my cunt then began rubbing my cunt up and down on his face. "Oh yes, baby, lick all that cum out of your wife's cunt," I demanded, excited by putting on a show. My third orgasm, although much smaller than my last two, squirted out onto Matt who had licked and sucked my cunt throughout the whole ride. Finally, I pulled him up to me and kissed him hard. "I love you, baby." "I love you too," he replied with an ear to ear grin. Jessica walked into the room and broke up the intimate moment when she said, "Enough fucking lovey dovey shit. Come and meet the rest of the group." She took my hand, pulled me up and added, "Fuck that was hot by the way." "I tried to put on a good show. Did you really enjoy watching me getting the hell fucked out of me?" I asked trying to look as slutty as possible. "Oh yeah and it made me so hot I had to get fucked while watching," she revealed. "Who fucked you?" I asked curiously. "Martin, our one black guy who has a huge ten inch cock," she revealed. "Yummy," I half drooled yet another fantasy I had never fulfilled...a black guy. "Oh don't worry; he will have a load for you. He is twenty-one and can go all fucking night," she explained. As we walked down the stairs, I said, "I can't believe it was less than a week ago that you first mentioned this club." "When you couldn't stop drooling over my body," she quipped back. "Well if you wouldn't flaunt it so much, you could turn any straight girl gay," I smiled. "Aaaah, you say the nicest things," she laughed. The moment we entered the room, Matt right behind us, a pretty redhead, dressed as a nurse ironically, grabbed Matt and said, "You're mine, sexy." He looked at me and I nodded, "Have fun, baby." "You too," he said, as he was led away by the sexy redhead. Jessica led me out into a huge room where a variety of sex acts were currently going on. I watched the crazy orgy that was under way. I saw the redhead bobbing up and down hungrily on Matt's cock, I saw a bed in the middle of the room on which I recognized Miranda Collington the news weatherwoman from TV, dressed as a slutty school girl, sucking some guy's cock, while a woman was between her legs licking away. I saw an older man dressed in drag bent over getting fucked by a younger guy dressed as a fireman which somehow turned me on. I saw three women in a circle eating each other's cunts all in various costumes in complete disarray, and there was a chubby woman with the biggest tits I have ever seen bouncing up and down on a cock which made her massive breasts bounce around like basketballs. Lastly, I saw Eddie giving a guy a hand job, while a girl was sucking his cock. My voyeuristic awe was disrupted when Jessica whistled and all the men and women stopped and looked up. Jessica said, "Everyone this is Trudy and over there getting blown by Carrie is her husband Matt." "Hi Trudy and Matt," a chorus of people said. "Be sure to introduce yourself to our new members throughout the night," Jessica said, as she led me to the black man who was sitting by himself. "Trudy, this is huge cock, huge cock, this is Trudy," Jessica offered. The black man whose name I already forgot laughed, "You have such elegance with words, Jessica." I looked at his cock, not even erect, and gasped at its beauty. Jessica shrugged, "What can I say your big cock takes my breath away." The black man said to me, "Hi Trudy, I'm Martin." "Nice to meet you," I said, trying to look into his eyes and not his cock. Jessica laughed, "Enough with the small chat and more with the sex. On your knees, you nasty little slut." I didn't need to be told twice as I fell to my knees and took the semi-erect thick black cock in my mouth. His cock was so big, so thick; it took a while to get adjusted to his size. The thrill of feeling it grow in my mouth was exhilarating as was knowing the lingering taste on his cock was Jessica's cunt juice. I hadn't had him in my mouth three minutes before I felt hands on my hips and a cock slide inside my cunt. Looking behind me, I saw a guy I vaguely recognized dressed as Superman. He smiled at me and said, "Hi, I'm Curtis." "I'm Trudy," I replied, returning to the black cock and realizing that it was Miranda's much younger 19-year-old husband she had just married in Vegas last year...in a rather scandalous relationship. Curtis took his time slowly fucking me, while I did the same to the juicy black cock in my mouth. I don't know how long I was sucking and fucking before I was consumed by a need to feel a black cock inside me. I looked up at him and said, "Want to fuck me?" "Looks like you're already being filled," he smiled. "I have another hole back there," I smiled. "You are insatiable," he chuckled. I looked at Curtis, and said, "Just changing positions stud." Swingers Club: Halloween Party "No problem," he smiled. "I know when I can't compete." "Oh, I want you too sexy," I purred, as I stood up and saw he had a nice cock himself. I got out of my heels, turning my ass towards Martin as I straddled him, slowly lowering my ass onto his massive cock, then positioning my stocking-clad feet a top his thighs as I tried another first...the reverse cowgirl position. "Shit, that's creative," Martin smiled, as I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. "Aaaaaaaah," I moaned, as his cock slowly widened my ass, the cock definitely wider than the one that had broken my anal cherry. "Go slow, sexy," he suggested, while Curtis watched patiently. I looked at him and said, "Don't you go away, I want you in me too." "I'm not going anywhere," he smiled, as a couple of inches of black cock slowly made its way inside my ass. As I continued slowly lowering myself on the big cock, a woman in her forties walked over to me, dressed in a Marilyn Monroe famous white dress, the same voluptuous breasts, and said, "I'm June, welcome." I recognized her voice instantly as the one over the speaker earlier and said, through clenched teeth, "Nice to meet you, June." "You as well," she smiled, before kneeling before me and taking my clit in her mouth, while simultaneously reaching out and stroking Curtis's cock. I gasped at her sudden touch as I slowly took more of Martin's cock in my ass. My goal, as ludicrous as it seemed, was to get all ten inches of him inside me. This was my night to slut it up and I was going to be the biggest slut I could possibly be. After a few seconds, June stood back up, kissed me, my own pussy juice on her lips. When you're done with these two, I expect you to come and find me, is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress," I replied without thinking. "Mistress, I like that," she smiled, unzipping my costume and pulling it off my shoulders to release my small breasts. "That's better." She then sauntered away. "You aren't trying to take it all are you?" Martin asked. "Go big or go home," I joked, "both literally and figuratively." Curtis, stood up on the couch, and surprised me by shoving his cock in my mouth. "Keep me hard, slut." I loved being called a slut; I loved having two cocks in me; I wanted to have three again; I wanted it all. I moaned on his cock as I continued my slow progression down the big cock. Martin groaned, "Shit you have the tightest ass ever." I took the cock out of my mouth and teased, "It won't be once you are done with it." "That true," he laughed Curtis ordered, "Get back to sucking, slut." "Sorry, sexy," I smiled, before taking his rod back between my lips. "Getting close, just a couple more inches," Martin groaned a minute later. Deciding I wanted it all in me, but not sure I could take any more, I decided to just take the pain that would surely come as I lifted up and collapsed hard on his cock. "Mother fuuuuuucker," I screamed, as all ten inches filled my ass creating an intense burn that ripped through me. "Holy shiiiiit," Martin grunted as well. I just sat with his cock in my ass for a couple of minutes getting used to being full like I couldn't explain. While I adjusted to having ten inches of cock in my ass, I continued to bob back and forth on Curtis's cock. Just as I was about to begin slowly riding the cock in my ass Curtis grunted and shot his load down my throat. I eagerly swallowed all his cum, his taste and texture different from the last load I swallowed. When he pulled out, I joked, "Couldn't wait to fuck me?" "Not with a mouth like that," he smiled. "Well that was super," I quipped making a joke about his costume. He laughed as he walked away. Just as quickly as Curtis left, another man in his early fifties joined us. Dressed as Dracula, he replaced him. Without a word he placed his smaller six inch cock in my mouth. I began sucking slowly as I began to move up and down ever so slow on the big cock in my ass. The next few minutes I slowly rode and sucked cock, the pain finally now just a numbing reminder while the pleasure continued to slowly grow inside me. Suddenly Dracula, apparently a quick shooter, came in my mouth without warning and pulled out, walking away as quickly as he came (pun intended). Now it was just Martin and I and I began to pick up the pace of riding his cock. I noticed others watching and I again wanted to put on a show. I began bouncing up and down on his big cock, each downward thrust taking all ten inches of his glorious cock in my no longer virgin ass. I fucking loved it and knew a cock in my ass would be a regular thing from now on. I also knew my fourth orgasm was building, but would need extra help in crossing the finish line. Seeing the redhead watching me, obviously having swallowed Matt's load, I said, "Get over here and lick my cunt." She smiled, walked over and without a word buried her face between my legs as I bounced up and down. It must have been awkward to eat me as I rode a cock, but shit her tongue was like a magic wand. Her tongue was the magic I needed as my orgasm began bubbling and I landed hard on his cock, grabbed her face and held her in my cunt until my orgasm hit. "Fuuuuck, eat my cunt," I screamed. She licked and licked and in seconds my unprecedented fourth orgasm rushed out of me and onto the redhead's face. Exhausted, my legs weak, Martin still having not come, ordered me onto the couch on all fours and I obeyed slowly. Once in position, he went behind me and filled my ass again, this time he was in control of the fucking. His firm hands held my hips as he buried his cock into me again and again. The redhead, wanting a piece of me too, moved onto the back of the couch, spread her legs and said, "By the way, I'm Tiffany." "Nice to meeeet you Tiiiifany," I whimpered, as Martin hammered his cock into me. "Return the favor, Trudy," she ordered and I leaned forward burying my face in her slightly hairy bush. Trying to lick a pussy while your ass is getting reamed is very challenging, but I desperately tried. After a few more minutes of getting ass fucked by Martin's enormous shlong, he groaned, "I'm about to come," and surprised me as he pulled out and rammed into my cunt. Seconds later my cunt was sprayed with his cum as I continued licking Tiffany. Martin's cock slowly continued in my cunt making sure he had deposited every drop inside me while I now could focus on the delicious pussy in front of me. I sucked on her clit, I probed her pussy lips with my tongue and once her moaning increased I slid two fingers inside her wet cunt and fingered her to an orgasm. Her juices flooded out of her as she screamed, "Yessssssssssss, fuuuuuuuck." I kept her clit between my lips as I eagerly got her off and tasted her sweet nectar. Once done, I sat up and kissed her, and for a couple of minutes we made out like high school teens. Finally breaking the kiss, I said, "I am supposed to go and see June." "Hmmmmmm," Tiffany smiled. "You're in for a treat." "I am," I asked, as Martin finally took his cock out of me. "Oh yes, she has the sweetest pussy in the world," Tiffany revealed. "I don't know, yours was pretty fucking heavenly," I said playfully. "As was yours," she smiled, "although it seems to be leaking right now." I laughed, "Martin comes buckets." "That he does," Tiffany agreed. "Where is the washroom?" I asked, needing to go pee and clean myself up a bit. She pointed to the far end of the room and I said, "It was great to meet you Tiffany." "You too, Trudy" she said kissing me one more time before moving onto the floor and taking Martin's cock, shiny with my pussy juice, in her mouth. As I walked to the washroom, I looked at the variety of sex acts currently undergoing. The guy dressed as Batman who was earlier sucking cock was now getting his ass fucked by a larger older man dressed as a pirate. I wondered what it would be like to watch Matt suck a cock or get fucked. Elsewhere, Jessica was getting double teamed by two men, one dressed as Fred Flintstone the other as a sailor, a cock in both her mouth and either her ass or pussy. Eddie was getting sucked by a chubby older woman dressed as Wilma Flintstone. Also on the center bed, a chubby woman, now naked, was getting triple teamed by two women with strap-ons and a real cock in her mouth. Everywhere there was sucking and fucking, moaning and dirty talk echoing throughout the room. Reaching the washroom, which strangely didn't have a door, I was surprised to see a very cute blonde, no older than twenty, completely naked and sitting by the toilet dripping wet. I didn't catch on at first until Curtis walked in and instantly began urinating on the pretty blonde. I watched in awe at something that had never once occurred to me. She opened her mouth wide and took as much of his pee in her mouth as possible. I couldn't believe it. Once Curtis was done, he turned around and saw my astonishment and shrugged, "It's her fetish." "She likes being peed on?" I asked bewildered. "Yep," he shrugged, leaving me alone with her. The blonde, not remotely ashamed by the bizarreness of it, said, "Hi, I'm Tabitha." "I'm Trudy," I offered, still unable to fathom this current situation, but I was going to pee on myself if I didn't hurry. "I really need to pee." "Straddle my face," she offered. "I couldn't?" I said. "Please," she said, a hunger in her eyes similar to mine for Jessica's pussy or Martin's cock. "You sure," I said, still tentative. "Yes, please," she said. I walked to her, needing desperately to pee, and figuring what the hell. I noticed the plastic underneath her was already kind of wet. I barely made it to her when I started peeing, a bit down my leg before hitting her directly on the face. She moved her head and put her lips on my pee-hole and drank it directly from the source. I couldn't believe how strangely erotic it felt to be peeing in a stranger's mouth. She swallowed my pee eagerly and once done she surprised me again as she licked my cunt. I don't know why it turned me on, but watching this piss covered pretty stranger licking my cunt had my engine starting to rev yet again. After about a minute, she moved away and said, "Thank you, Miss." "No, thank you," I smiled down at her. Noticing I had gotten some pee on my costume before I reached her, I took it off leaving me in only my thigh high stockings. No longer caring about protecting my identity and truthfully finding it kind of cumbersome, I also took off my mask. 'Catwoman had been unleashed', I thought to myself. After washing my leg from both my urine and Martin's cum, I waved goodbye, "Until next time." "I look forward to it," she smiled, just as the guy dressed as Fred Flintstone walked in. I returned to the orgy and looked for June. I didn't see her at first, but I was surprised when I saw Matt getting head from the gay or at least bisexual Batman. I had to laugh as I watched Batman giving Batman head. He saw me and shrugged before he put his hands on the back of cocksucking Batman's head clearly close to shooting his load down another guy's throat. Looking around more, I saw Jessica, her face coated in cum, as three men surrounding her finished a bukkake. "Over here, dear," I heard a voice call out and turned to see June. I saw a girl dressed as Snow White between her legs while three more people, a guy dressed as Iron Man, a girl dressed as a slutty nun and last in line was Miranda Collington, her hair still in pigtails, her schoolgirl costume ridiculously hot. Once reaching them, confused why there was a line, Miranda noticing my confusion said, "There is always a line for June's nectar." "Really?" I asked, surprised that when there were so many choices for sex that anyone would wait in line. "Trust me it is worth the wait," Miranda said. "By the way, I'm Miranda." "I know who you are," I smiled, shaking her hand. "I'm Trudy." "I know who you are," she smiled back. I was about to ask how, but June interrupted us, "Are you enjoying yourself my dear?" "Immensely," I admitted, looking at her voluptuous breasts, no longer in her Marilyn Monroe costume. June tapped on Snow White's head and the eager pussy licker looked up. June smiled at her, "Sorry my dear, but time for our newest member to have a taste." The woman, in her mid-thirties, reluctantly got up, grabbed the guy behind her and said, "Come fuck me, Charles." I watched him follow her to a nearby love seat and she pushed him onto the leather love seat and lowered herself on his cock. "Come taste me, my dear," June said, very softly yet firmly. "Yes, ma'am," I obeyed, lowering myself between her legs. "What? No Mistress?" She asked. "Sorry," I smiled, "how may I serve you Mistress?" "Hmmmm, you really are a delicious addition to our little group," she smiled. "It doesn't look so small," I said, looking around to the plethora of sexual acts going on. "Come taste me," she repeated. I leaned forward, her pussy full of pubic hair. Yet, I was instantly drawn by the exotic scent that was captured by her pubic hair. Her scent was unexplainable; yet so addicting I was enveloped with hunger. I tentatively used my tongue to part a path to her pussy and as I tasted her wetness, created by Snow White earlier, I was drawn even deeper into her. Like her scent, her taste was an indescribable mixture of exotic fruits and spices. It was as if God had created the perfect taste and put it inside this woman's cunt. What started as tentative licks, soon transitioned to hungry, desperate lapping as I couldn't get enough of her teasing taste and wanted to taste her fullness by making her come. "That's it my pet, lick your Mistress's cunt like a good girl," she moaned, her fingers going through my hair. I moaned in agreement, as I continued to lick her like my life depended on it, I was totally mesmerized by her soft gentle voice. "You are a natural little cunt licker, my pet," she purred. Such a compliment only turned me on more knowing I was pleasing her. My nose was buried in her wet pubic hair and my tongue in between her pussy lips as I continued pleasing her, wanting to get her off. "Don't forget my clit, my dear," she reminded me a couple of minutes later. I obeyed, taking her very hard clit between my lips. On contact, her breathing increased and she moaned, "That's it my pet, get your Mommy off." The strange incest reference although strange somehow turned me on even more as an image of my beautiful mother popped into my head. I tried to push it out as I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking and licking, flicking and licking until her breathing increased even more and her moans implied she was close. "Oh yes, my dear, make Mommy come," she said between moans as I continued to flick and lick her swollen clit. Sensing she was near orgasmic explosion, I slid two fingers inside her wetness and found her g-spot. Her hands pulled my face hard into her cunt as she screamed, loud enough to wake the dead, "Fuuuuucking yeeeees." Her cum was unleashed in a powerful wave that crashed hard onto my face as I hungrily opened my mouth to catch all her exotic juices. Fireworks went off inside my taste buds as her taste was even more heavenly than anything I had ever tasted. She came and came a never-ending cascade of waves as her juices flooded out of her and into my eager mouth. I could barely breathe, and all I could do was lick and suck and take her cum in my mouth and on my face. Finally, she let go and I looked up at her, my face drenched in her exotic juice, "That was amazing my pet," she purred. "Thank you Mistress Mommy," I replied without even thinking. "You're a keeper," she smiled. "I have never tasted anything like you," I gushed, as my own cunt began leaking. "So I have been told," she smiled. "Your hubby just got his I assume first guy blow job." "I know, I saw him getting sucked," I said. "That is the biggest surprise of the night." "Not Tabitha?" "That was surprising to," I admitted. "What about your triple initiation? Martin's huge cock? The taste of my cunt?" she listed. "All amazing," I agreed. "Well go meet some more people my pet and don't forget Mommy," she smiled, leaning in and kissing with such gentle tenderness I melted into her. At that moment I was hers, I would obey any command in order to taste her again, to be with her. As if sensing my weakness for her, she smiled, "I know my dear, you're mine." "Unconditionally, Mommy," I whispered to her like a child. "I would love to see your husband with a dick in his mouth or ass," she said. "Understood," I said, not sure how I was going to convince him but wanting to please the exotic, hypnotic older woman. "Good girl," she smiled, patting my head. A rush of juice leaked out of me from her praise and approval. .......... I didn't make it five feet before Jessica grabbed my hand, her face still sticky with cum from her earlier bukkake, and said, waving the dildo from the other day she purchased, "Ready to put on another show?" "Always," I smiled deviously, being the centre of attention becoming an addicting rush and eager to see if a fifth orgasm was possible. She led me to the centre of the room, where the showcase bed existed and pushed me onto it. Joining me, she said, "Ready to fuck ourselves?" I looked at the long, but flimsy dildo and asked, "How?" "Oh you are in for a treat," she smiled as she moved to me and moved the plastic snake up and down my pussy lips before slowly slipping it inside. "And what about you?" I asked, as I moaned. "Oh just wait and see," she smiled, moving her legs scissor like between mine and inserting the other end in her cunt. "Now slowly move your body towards mine while holding the dildo so it keeps going deeper into you?" she ordered, as a few others gathered around to watch. I obeyed, and soon our bodies were closer and closer together, the dildo going deeper into me. Eventually, through a bit of awkward adjustments from both of us the last couple of inches of the long rubber snake disappeared inside our cunts. People clapped and Jessica smiled, "Ready to really put on a show?" "That wasn't the show?" I asked, impressed at what we had accomplished. "Not even close," she smiled, as she grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers. "Now move your ass up and down, sexy." A bit confused at the purpose until I did it. She did the same and soon our cunts were bumping into each other making the long snake inside both of us move around in all directions causing new yet even more exhilarating sensations. "Faster," Jessica demanded, once we both got used to the creative position. "Your wish is my command," I purred. "I bet you say that to all the girls who bring you to a swinger's party," she teased, her big tits bouncing around, her costume long gone except for her thigh highs. "I guess that's truuuuue," I moaned, as the snake inside me somehow pushed its way deeper. We writhed on each other, our pussy lips kissed again and again until both of us were breathing erratically, sweating profusely and near apocalyptic bliss. "Commmme, Trudy," she demanded. "You fiiiiirst," I replied. "Same time," she compromised. "Whenever you arrrre ready," I agreed. "Three," she moaned, our bodies slamming into each other with urgency. "Two," I counted down, knowing I was about to burst in milliseconds. "One, come," she screamed as we both climaxed on the big snake from fucking each other in front of all these people. We grabbed each other and pulled each other close as we both trembled with euphoria. Finally, we let go and both fell backwards spent, the dildo slipping out. Unfortunately, there was no rest for the wicked, as both of us had men get on top of us and filled our cunts with their cocks. Swingers Club: Halloween Party "I'm Trudy," I said, to the Batman cocksucker. "I'm Blaine," he offered, adding, "Your hubby has a delicious cock." "I saw you blowing him, how did you ever convince him?" I asked, curious. "I promised I would be the best he ever had and that a mouth was a mouth," he said, "it almost always works." "So you are obviously bi," I observed, as he slowly fucked me. "As are you," he smiled. "Touché," I laughed, "but it is less in fashion for men." "It's coming back in," he smiled, as he leaned forward and took my breasts which had been mostly neglected all night in his hands. "Well I find it hot," I said. "You want to see him suck cock?" he asked, raising his brow. "Is that bad?" I asked, strange that we were having a conversation about my husband sucking cock while this bisexual man fucking me, began to go faster. "Nooo, it's hot, my wife loves watching me suck or getting fucked," he admitted. "Who is your wife?" I asked, curious. "Tiffany, the redhead in the nurses' outfit," he answered. "Hmmm, she has already sucked my hubby, licked my cunt and I returned the favor," I said. "Well, I guess all that is really left is for him to return the favor," he said, smiling. "Fuck, I would love to see that," I said, the image of Matt on his knees sucking cock suddenly really hot. "I'll make it happen," Blaine promised. "Really?" I asked. "Most of the guys here, the first cock in their mouth has been mine," he said. "Okay, go for it, but let's get me off first," I said, wrapping my legs around him, pulling him in deeper. He buried his face in my tits as he began pumping his cock in and out of my fiery cunt. The image of Matt sucking cock, the thought of pleasing June, had my orgasm rising rather quickly an amazingly sixth time. "Pound my cunt," I demanded. He rose up, spread my legs as wide as he possibly could, and obliged my demand. Spread eagle, his cock penetrated in an unusual way and angle, his cock somehow pounding my clit each time he penetrated me. "Oh yes, oh God, use me, fuck me, shit," I babbled, his cock driving me crazy without getting me over the edge. "Keep your legs wide," he ordered. I obeyed, grabbing my ankles while he continued drilling my cunt and then he brought electric sensations as he began slapping my clit while fucking me. "Holy mother fuuuuuuuuucker," I screamed as my sixth orgasm of the night riddled me yet again. This one was as unique as the previous five. He kept slapping my clit, fucking my cunt, throughout my orgasm until he grunted and deposited yet another load of yummy cum inside me. Pulling out of me a minute later, he said, "So do you want to see your hubby with a cock in his mouth?" "Desperately," I said, the only taboo of the night left. "Watch," he said, as he scanned the crowd and saw Matt was having a drink talking to Eddie. I was about to sit up when Miranda joined me and buried her face in my cunt while straddling my face. She teased after a couple of licks, "There is no way I wasn't getting a piece of you on your initiation night." "I'm flattered," I moaned, as her fingers teased my still wet and well fucked pussy. "You should be," she teased, as she began licking. Returning the favor, I leaned up and began licking her completely shaved pussy. I could taste cum inside it and wondered who had last come in her. As if she could sense what I was thinking, she moaned, "Do you recognize your hubby's cum?" "You slut," I teased, as we began a lengthy sixty-nine session. We licked; we probed with our fingers for an eternity before she purred, "Ready to come?" "God yes," I moaned, the constant tease driving me wild. "I'm going to open you wide," she said, as she repositioned herself in between my legs. I felt her fingers open my pussy and felt my cunt widen further than I ever thought possible. "Oh God, whaaat are you doing?" I stammered, even though I realized instantly she was about to fist me, "I'm going to fist that cunt of yours," she said, confirming my thoughts. "Okaaaaay, shiiiiiiiiiiiiit," I whimpered as she pushed forward and her whole hand filled my cunt. She moved her fingers inside me, spreading my insides in such unique ways I wanted to scream for her just to fuck me hard. "Oh God, what are you doiiiiiing?" I moaned. "Spreading that cunt of yours," she said, flicking my clit with her tongue. "It feels so strange," I said. "Good strange?" she questioned. "Fucking amazing strange," I said, unable to explain the strangeness of having a whole hand inside my cunt. "Ready to get fist fucked," she purred a couple of minutes later. "Yes, fist me like a dirty little slut," I said, calling myself a slut strange but true and wanting to come again. Her hand began pumping in and out of me while she continually flicked my clit with each forward thrust. In seconds she had me begging with a desperate hunger, "Oh God, harder, fist me harder." She obliged pumping my cunt frantically while continuing to concentrate on my clit. Orgasm seven hit me suddenly and I screamed, "Oh yes, I'm comiiiiing." "Cause you're a slut," Miranda purred. "Yes, a dirty fucking slut," I agreed which was impossible to deny with a fist in my cunt. "Look to your right," she said. I looked to my left and saw Tiffany in a Flintstones' sandwich. "You're other right," Miranda chuckled amused at my error. I turned my head and gasp at the sight of Matt on all fours with Blaine's cock in his mouth while June, with a small strap-on was behind him slowly penetrating his ass. I couldn't believe that my husband was actually taking cock in both his holes. Blaine looked over at me winked and grinned at me. Matt was tentative, as he slowly moved back and forth on Blaine's cock, taking just two or three inches into his mouth. Miranda pulled her hand out of me and I rolled on my side to watch my husband not only sucking his first cock, but also getting sodomized by a strap-on cock. I watched for a couple of minutes, still on the showcase bed, when I felt someone else join me. I turned my head to see a man I hadn't seen all night. He was older, in his forties, and said, "Since my wife is fucking your husband's ass, I figure I should do yours." "That seems logical," I smiled, "but can I keep watching my hubby take it up the ass?" "Sure," he said, as he slipped his cock in my ass rather easily. The next few minutes, I lay there on my side getting my ass fucked slowly while watching Matt sucking cock as he was his ass fucked. I could just barely make out Blaine's words as he pulled his cock from Matt's mouth, "Beg to swallow my load Matt." Matt looked over at me, a hunger in his eyes, a hunger I had never seen before this moment, and I nodded signaling him my approval, he looked back up at Blaine and begged, "Please shoot your load down my throat." "Are you sure?" Blaine asked. "Yes, dammit, I want to taste you," Matt admitted, pleading. Blaine shoved his cock back into Matt's mouth, nodded to June, and soon Matt was being rocked back and forth like a rocking horse between the two cocks. So turned on by my husband's homosexual act, I begged, "Fuck my ass harder, please." Soon I was being fucked hard in my ass nowhere near coming, instead just enjoying the sensation of being fucked. "Open up, Matt," Blaine ordered, as he pulled out and began pumping his cock furiously. Matt kept his mouth wide open as the first rope of cum hit him dead between his eyes, a second rope went directly in his mouth and the third on his chin. June kept fucking his ass as the Snow White girl crawled underneath Matt and took his cock in her mouth. Matt groaned, "Oh shit, fuck me, Ohhhhhhhhh Fuckkkk yessssssss." June continued hard deep thrusts in Matt's ass and in only a few more strokes Matt grunted, and made his priceless I'm coming face. Meanwhile, my ass was being filled with come from June's husband, who I still didn't know his name. I smirked to myself thinking only a real slut would get her ass fucked and not know the name of who it was spewing his seed into her ass. The party came to a slow end after that. My legs were weak, my ass was sore and my cunt was raw. I went to Matt and whispered, "That was the hottest thing I have ever seen." "I tried to resist, but I couldn't," he said, clearly baffled at how he ended up with a cock in his mouth. "Trust me, I know," I smiled, kissing him. "I love you." "I love you too," he said. June now sans her strap-on came over to use and said, "I hope you two will come back." "Oh we will be coming back again and again," I spoke for both of us. "Next weekend is a girls' only getaway, if you are interested in Vegas," Jane revealed. Jessica joked, "And what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." "Are you inviting me," I asked. "Oh my dear, Mommy is telling you, that you're coming," Jane said. I looked at Matt and he said, "Go for it." Eddie said, "Yeah, we can have a poker night." Matt questioned, "You do mean poker right?" "Or maybe poke her and her," Eddie joked, pointing to Tiffany and the girl dressed in the Flintstone costume I never got to meet. I asked, "Why isn't Tiffany and Wilma Flintstone not coming to Vegas?" "Oh it is there turn to stay home and service the boys," June explained. "By the way, her name is Angela." "Hi, Angela," I waved. Angela joined us and said, "Next time I get you first." "Agreed," I smiled, her green eyes exotic and sexy as hell. "So you are coming?" June asked. "Oh I plan to come all right," I said, stressing the word come. "Good girl," June smiled, kissing me one last time. I said, "Thank you, Mommy, I can't wait for next weekend." June walked away and the rest of us looked for our clothing. Realizing I had left my outfit in the washroom I headed back there. Tabitha was still in there, now soaked from head to toe in pee and currently being ass fucked by someone I hadn't had the pleasure to suck or fuck. "Pee on me, pleeeease," she begged, as she seemed close to orgasm. Realizing I did have to pee again, I moved to her, I kneeled down near her and instantly my pee sprayed up into her face. "Fuuuuuck, yeees," she screamed as my piss spraying her face was the trigger that got her off. I finished peeing, washed myself off as best I could, before realizing getting back into the costume was too much work. I grabbed a towel, deciding I would return it another day and headed back to Matt. Matt was now dressed and Jessica said, "Ready." "I am exhausted," I said, yawning. "You should be you dirty slut," Jessica quipped. "Takes one, to know one," I countered. "Yes, yes it does," she laughed back. Walking to the car, I had to know, I whispered to Matt, "How did you end up agreeing to suck cock?" "I don't even know. One minute I was drinking beer, then we were talking about sex, and then Blaine was telling me I had to try it once or I would regret it the rest of my life and well next thing you know," he explained. Even though Matt and I were whispering Jessica overhead us and quipped, "You're a cocksucker like the rest of us." "Thanks for putting it so eloquently," Matt joked, his face slightly red. "It's a gift," Jessica shrugged. "And June?" I asked. "She just told me she was going to fuck me and she doesn't seem to be a woman you can say no to," Matt explained. "Agreed," I said. "Did you like it?" I asked. "Yes, way more than I thought I would," Matt admitted as he got a silly grin on his face. Eddie laughed, "That is exactly what I said the first time." "But my ass is fucking killing me," Matt said. "Join the club," I laughed, my own ass quite sore, I repeated, "join the club." Jessica pointed out, "You did join the club." "Touche," I laughed as we reached the car, my life changed forever, my marriage through swinging stronger than ever...crazy but true. THE END Swingers Club Monthly Dinner My name is Bernie and I am happily married to Brenda, a very pretty girl with a shapely figure. A month ago, we were strolling along in a mall when an attractive couple about our age ask us for directions to a store. They introduced themselves at Charles and Connie. We talked for awhile and decided to get some refreshments in the food court. We had a lot in common and have been seeing them socially since then. Charles invited us to their home last Friday evening to play cards. We played for about an hour when the subject turned to sex. Charles finally got around to say, "By the way, wouldn't it be kinda fun to get naked and play around?" My wife grinned as if she didn't believe he said that. I began to wonder where the conversation was going. I looked at Connie and jokingly said, "Oh sure, I would jump at the chance to get naked with you." Connie quickly commented, "Well, that is a good offer." It was all taken as a big joke, especially by my wife and myself. Then Charles responded, "Seriously, have you two ever thought about it?" "I had mentioned it to Brenda, but she didn't think too much about it. She thought that was just for weirdos." "It's not just for weird people, lots of nice, friendly couples do it." "Have you two ever done it.?" "Now that you asked, yes we have been with some very nice people. It was very enjoyable." "Where and how did you meet these other couples?" "We belong to a club that meets for dinner once a month. There is a ballroom where we can dance. Actually, tomorrow night will be this month's dinner." "Are you going?" "Yes, we joined the club six months ago and we go to all the monthly dinners. We've met several very nice couples." "Have you every met privately with them?" "Yes, we've met with three different couples for an enjoyable evening. Of course, one couple at a time. We're not into group sex." Both my wife and I were speechless after hearing what our new acquaintances were doing. It sounded very sexy to me, but I doubted my wife would approve. I took another look at Connie and wondered what it would be like to have sex with her. She had a very nice personality and was very pretty, too. Evidently Charles saw me look at Connie. "Hey, buddy, do you like what you see?" I was embarrassed, but responded, "Of course, Connie is a very sexy lady." I probably would not have said that, but with the drinks we had, I tossed caution aside. Charles said, "If you are interested in attending the dinner tomorrow evening, there is one thing I must tell you. The club has a rule. No visitors can attend until they have had an evening of sex with a member in good standing and they must recommend the new couple. The only way you two could accompany us tomorrow night is for us to share sex tonight and then we recommend you. I'm sure you are a compatible couple and I feel that we would recommend you." My wife spoke, "This is going just too fast. I don't know about it. I need to think and prepare myself if we ever did anything like that." I interjected my thoughts, "What do you have to prepare for. We are with good friends and I know we both like sex. Don't you think it would be interesting to go with them tomorrow night to see what happens.?" "Going tomorrow night to just visit, but that's not all we are expected to do." Charles spoke up, "There is no pressure on anyone at the dinner. There is no sex there. You meet others, then if you want action, you go to a motel or back home." My wife slowly let that sink in, then said, "That's fine for tomorrow night, but I don't know if I'm prepared for tonight. You are a handsome guy, and all of that, but....... Let's have another drink and I'll think about it." Charles and Connie talked about their experiences at the dinners and meeting others while we all had another drink. When our drinks were about finished, I said to my wife, "Why don't we give it a try. Charles has talked about doing it in the same room or in separate rooms. It's which every way you want to do it." "I think I would be more comfortable in separate rooms, at least the first time. Alright, if that is what you want." Both Charles and Connie smiled and indicated their approval. No one seemed to make the first move until Connie got up to take my hand. "Come on, big boy, let's go." I looked at my wife who seemed very nervous. Charles stood up, took my wife's hand and pulled her to her feet. We all walked down the hall. Connie said to Charles, "What don't you take Brenda in the master bedroom while Bernie and I go in the spare bedroom. We'll leave the doors open." I noticed the doors were directly across the hall from each other. When the lights were turned on in both bedrooms, I could see the bed where Charles was going to have sex with my wife. Connie turned down the bedspread, then turned off the light. "We don't need the light to get undressed." While we were still standing, I took Connie in my arms to share a long sexy kiss with her which warmed me up all the way down to my cock. After another similar kiss, I rubbed my erection against her body. She responded by rubbing back on me. We started undressing while helping each other. Once we were completely naked, we crawled in bed to hug and share more sexy kisses. I looked across the hall to notice the lights were off in the other bedroom. A fairly bright night light was glowing in the hall allowing me to see the shape of the bed where my wife was in bed with Charles. I kissed Connie's breasts taking turns on each nipple. Then I kissed on down her stomach to her bush. My tongue flicked over her clit causing her body to respond. I then moved into a six nine position to roll her on top of me. I felt a surge of sexual response as she deep throated my cock. My tongue was searching up and down her slit to find her hole. My tongue slid in, then moved to suck her clit. I tried to look in the direction of the bedroom across the hall, but Connie's legs and butt were blocking my view. My mouth and face were snugly buried in her crotch. I hadn't heard any objections coming from the other bedroom, so assumed my wife was enjoying herself. I was about to explode in Connie's mouth when she raised up to say, "Come up here and give it to me." I moved up on top of her while she spread her legs and pulled her knees back to her breasts. This allowed me to be fully buried in her. I was in a position to look out across the hall to see the shape of the bed where my wife was being fucked. My eyes were now used to the darkness. The night light in the hall allowed me to see the shape of bodies on the bed in the other room. I then gave Connie my full attention by slowly moving my cock and sharing a tongue searching kiss with her. Then we laid still while her pussy muscles pulsated on my cock. That is when I began to hear noises from across the hall. I recognized my wife's familiar moans when she is approaching an orgasm. Connie and I continued to lie still while listening to the moaning from both Charles and my wife. Connie softly said, "I think they are about to have an explosion." "Yes, I believe you are right." We laid still to hear the moans and groans increase from the other bedroom. Then Connie and I started movements again to build up to our own orgasms. I held back the best I could so that Connie would have her orgasm at the same time or before I did. She was bucking under me the best she could even though I had her pinned down. She started making orgasmic noises, then I decided to let myself go. I'm sure the couple across the hall heard us. We laid still in each other's arms while we relaxed. We could hear soft voices from the other bedroom, but couldn't quite understand what they said. The lights went on in the other bedroom. I looked across to see Charles was already out of bed. I saw my wife's naked body as she got up from the bed and trudged into the bathroom. Connie said, "Come on in the hall bathroom with me to clean up if you want to." We both were naked as I followed her into the dimly lit hallway. She turned the bathroom light on and shut the door behind us. Now I could see her naked body in all it's glory. She was beautiful. I started to wash my cock in the sink. She said, "Come on, I sometimes like to shower after what we just did. Get in the shower with me." As we showered, I moved my hands over her shapely body. We kissed a couple more times then got out to dry. I told her I had to dry her shapely breasts. After drying them, I took time to kiss them some more. We went back to our bedroom to dress. I looked across the hall into the other bedroom to see my wife and Charles getting dressed, too. We all returned to the living room about the same time. I greeted my wife, "Honey, how did it go?" "I think we did alright, didn't we Charles?" His response, "Yes, it was really wonderful. We'll have to do it again." Charles continued, "We'll be glad to recommend you to our club. Would you like to go with us tomorrow night?" I looked at my wife and she smiled back at me. "Yes, I think we will go." "OK, we'll pick you up at seven o'clock. Dinner is at eight." Goodnights were said and my wife and I went home. While on our way home, I ask my wife what happened. She told me Charles' cock was about the same as mine, but he used it a little different. She liked the variety. She had one orgasm while he sucked her clit, then she had another when he fucked her. She said she was very nervous to begin with, but in the beginning when they shared some sexy kisses, she settled down to enjoy his love making. We were wondering what tomorrow night would bring. Part 2 Charles and Connie picked us up the next evening as scheduled. We went to the local Holiday Inn for the dinner in their conference room. There were probably around forty couples, all ages. Everyone wore a name tag, first name only. After dinner, a disk jockey was playing music. Charles and my wife danced the first dance while I danced with Connie. After that, Charles and Connie drifted to dance with some of their friends. Everyone was friendly. Other men asked my wife to dance while I danced with other girls. With only first names on the name tag, I wasn't sure who was married to who. I danced with Judy a couple of times and we enjoyed making small talk and dancing. She was probably ten years older than I am. She pointed out her husband dancing with another girl. She said she was going to get him to dance with my wife. During the next break, she led her husband, James, over to meet my wife. He gave her a nice hello and a kiss on the cheek. He asked for the next dance. During the next break, we two couples sat out to talk. I asked, "How long have you been coming to these dinner dances?" "Oh, it's been a couple of years now. We enjoy meeting new people. Who recommended you for the club." "Our friends, Charles and Connie." "Oh yes, they seem to be nice people. We haven't had a chance to get very well acquainted with them as yet. There are a lot of nice people here." We ordered another round of drinks and continued getting acquainted. Another guy asked my wife to dance while the three of us watched. We noticed they were talking quite a bit while dancing. Then he returned my wife to our table. She said, "I was just asked if we had paired off with anyone as yet. I told him I didn't think so, but I didn't know if we were going to pair off with anybody tonight." James spoke up, "We're getting along pretty good. I definitely like your company." That sounded like a hint that he would like to pair up with us. I looked at Judy. She was pretty and had a nice body. She joked a lot and I liked talking to her. I think spending some time in bed with her would be very nice. I wondered what my wife thought of James. I asked my wife to dance. We talked about what we wanted to do tonight. She thought if we paired up with anyone tonight, it might as well be this couple. We had danced with others, but we felt comfortable with them. We sat back down at the table with James and Judy. We noticed other couples had been pairing off and leaving. One group of four couples left together, but we weren't ready for that. I took the initiative, "You seem to be more acquainted with the procedures around here. Do couples stay in the motel or do they go home with another couple." Charles responded, "We're from out of town and have a room in this motel. We could go there if you and Brenda would like to share it with us." "That's alright with us. Wait until I tell our friends, Charles and Connie, we're not riding home with them." I found Charles and Connie sitting at a table talking to another couple. I let them know we would take a taxi home, later. James said, "Come on, let's go to our room." We just naturally paired off with me walking beside Judy. James was leading the way walking with my wife. Since my wife was in front of me, I watched her butt wiggle as she walked. I thought it wouldn't be long before she would be naked and James would have his cock in her while she erotically wiggled her ass. I put my arm around Judy's waist, pulled her to me for a short sexy kiss. That kiss was so good, we stopped, I held her close and kissed her very sexily. This was going to be a very sexy evening with this couple. James looked back to see us kiss. He turned to my wife to share a long sexy kiss with her while his hands were squeezing her butt. We were still in the motel hallway looking for the room. Judy said, "We better get in the room before we get caught." The room was the usual with two queen size beds. Last night my wife wanted to be in separate bedrooms, but tonight she won't have that much privacy. James looked at me, "Bernie, lets get some ice for one more drink to our good relationship." He grabbed the ice bucket, then we went to look for the ice. James said, "Judy will show you a good time. She really likes to suck cock and loves for a guy to cum in her mouth. She doesn't like it in the ass because it hurts, but when she is about to have an orgasm, stick a finger in her ass. She likes that. What can you tell me about Brenda?" "Well, just the usual suck and fuck. Nothing too wild. No rough stuff. I think you will like what she does. Does Judy have one or several orgasms?" "She can have several. She is probably considered multi-orgasmic." "Brenda is not like that. She can have a couple." As we walked back to the room, James said, "Glad we had this little talk." James poured each person a drink, then toasted, "May everyone enjoy a good time." The two couples sat on the side of the beds facing each other. I sat with Judy on one bed while James was sitting with my wife on the other bed. We guys had one arm around the girls' waists while sipping the drinks in the other hands. We kicked off our shoes and played toesies with our own wives facing us. We made small talk until our drinks were about gone. I turned to kiss Judy. We put our nearly empty drinks on the night stand between the beds. I pushed her back to lie on the bed and rolled over on top of her for more kisses. I glanced back to see that James started removing my wife's clothing. Since we were fully clothed, James said, "We have too many clothes on." We all got up and started undressing. Judy had removed her dress leaving her in just her hose, garter belt, panties, and bra. I unsnapped her bra to release her shapely breasts. She sat on the side of the bed to unhook her hose from her garter belt and remove them. I helped her roll down her hose and off her feet. My wife was wearing panty hose. I watched as she sat on the bed for James to pull them down her hips and off her feet leaving her bush and crotch fully exposed. James took advantage to push her back on the bed, bent down at the side of the bed to bury his head at her crotch. My wife put both hands on the back of his head to encourage him to eat her pussy. Evidently, my wife had enough drinks that she wasn't self conscious about having sex with a man she had just met. It was warm in the room and very comfortable without covering up. I turned my attention to Connie. We kissed, then I rolled her over on top of me in a six nine position. I could feel her hands on my cock and balls, then I could feel her deep throat my cock. It really felt good. I was lapping her pussy with my tongue searching for her hole each time I passed over it. I looked over to the other bed to see Charles on top of my wife. He had her legs pushed up with her feet pointing to the ceiling. Soon I was hearing the familiar noises from my wife as she was approaching an orgasm. I was sucking on Connie's clit. Even though she had my cock in her mouth, I could hear her moan as her body stiffen and go through an orgasm. I didn't want to cum too quick and wanted to make the feeling last. I couldn't hold back much longer as she was doing wonders to my cock. When I started cumming in her mouth, I felt her body go through another orgasm. Connie and I relaxed as we continued to lay in a six nine position. My mind and thoughts had been completely concentrating on Connie. I didn't realize both Charles and my wife had finished and were now sitting up in bed. I looked over at Charles to say, "Wow, your wife is really hot." He responded, "I'm glad you think so. Brenda is one sexy gal, too." We all made small talk for a few minutes before Charles started kissing my wife again. I saw his cock was very hard and ready for more sex with my wife. I then started kissing Connie's breasts while I moved one hand to her crotch. For the next hour, we two couples moved into a variety of positions. I cum in Connie's pussy one time while she had three or four orgasms. I think my wife had at least one more orgasm and I saw her suck off Charles one time. Brenda finally said, "That was enjoyable, but it's time to call it an evening. Bernie, call a cab." Charles then said, "Why go now, stay the rest of the night." My wife answered, "It's late and I'm very tired right now. Another time and I'll be ready." Brenda and I got up to dress. I called a taxi. We all agreed to attend the club's dinner dance next month. Swingers' Clubs: What Goes On? Are you thinking about visiting a "swingers' club"? Perhaps you have always wanted to do so, but didn't know how to broach the subject with your spouse or significant other? Maybe you're just curious about what goes on in "one of those places". Perhaps this (true) story will help to lift the curtain and let you glance into the erotic world of an "adult couples' club" and see if it might be for you and the one you love. A few months ago, "Patty" (name changed) and I would never have even thought about going to a swingers' club. After all, we don't think of ourselves as swingers. We don't swap partners and have no intention of ever doing so. However, we DO enjoy all things erotic and recently discovered how immensely stimulating it is to make love in the same room as another couple watching them as they watch us. After reading a story posted at literotica.com by bearlee titled "Swinging: Online and Off" (which we highly recommend) we posted a Profile at a swingers' web site and met up with a couple who, like us, are into what's called "soft swing". That phrase is open to various definitions, but essentially means you do NOT swap partners for sexual intercourse. They suggested we join a club in our city that they very much enjoyed and thought that we would, too. What follows is something of an observational report of our second visit to the club. If you (or your spouse) are hesitant to visit a similar establishment, perhaps you will find this helpful. At the end, we include some comments that you could find helpful. # # # On Saturday, we made our second visit to a place described as "a very private club" to meet a couple who'd introduced us to the place for our first visit a few weeks back. Like us, they're not true swingers, but enjoy adult fun in an erotic, stimulating environment. This club certainly provides that! No liquor is available (due to a local ordinance), but members are welcome to bring coolers. Set-ups, ice buckets, etc are provided free of charge by the club. The place resembles a large, sophisticated big-city night club... only with erotic extras. As on our first visit, we were impressed by the easy-going, non-threatening atmosphere... We found our friends at a small table near the pulsing lights and throbbing beat of the dance floor. We settled back to take in all the eye-candy. There are certainly a lot of "beautiful people" in this place. However, it is encouraging to find so many "less-than-gorgeous" couples who, nonetheless, are there to experience some erotic fun. In fact, it was apparent that most of the couples would be considered "ordinary folks" and there was absolutely no feeling that this place was solely for Ken and Barbie... It was crowded already by 8:00 p.m. and we looked around at the throng. One woman, perhaps in her early 30's was dressed only in a black micro miniskirt and heels (she'd had a tie-front white blouse on for about 15 minutes when she first arrived but shed that once she got on to the dance floor) and we surmised that she had recently had a boob job as she was intent on showing off her new breasts to everyone. In fairness they *were* spectacular; high and round with astonishingly long, tapered nipples. I'd first caught sight of her by following the gaze of the two couples at the next table. I actually said to them, "Should I move back to avoid obstructing your view?!" No need; she wafted slowly by our table to give us an "up close and personal" display... Two women came in holding hands. One was tall and quite manly wearing a black shirt and slacks; the girlfriend was slim and petite, wearing a frilly white blouse and 'schoolgirl' plaid mini. They stood for a while, looking around, then disappeared into the crowd... The dance floor was lively. We recognized one stocky woman from our previous visit. As before, she was dancing alone at the edge of the floor in front of (presumably) her husband. She was naked from the waist up, dancing for his pleasure. She continued for most of the night. We noticed he never danced with her; just watched her and watched the others who were watching her, too... Two women got into the gogo dancer's cage and slowly caressed and stripped each other, swaying to the music and passing each garment out through the bars to their watching male partners... We went for a walk around the club, skirting the dance floor (where a redhead in a spangled thong was pole dancing beside the DJ booth) and entered a side lounge. There is a small darkened area beyond that where "singles" are allowed to go in and play (the main play rooms are solely for couples who are identified by a stamped hand and singles accompanied by couples who have invited them to join them). We glanced through the net curtain into the "singles" area as we waited for our friends to catch up with us. A woman was seated on a padded bench between two men each of whom was sucking one of her breasts. When we looked in again a few minutes later, she was leaning over to suck one of the men while manually stimulating the other... We climbed the rather treacherous winding antique staircase to the upper floor, away from the noise and lights of the dance floor area. Upstairs, there is a fair-sized lounge-bar area with subdued lighting and large leather sofas arranged around a fireplace (thankfully not lighted on this hot evening). We joined several couples who were looking through a doorway into one of the small side rooms. Inside the room, four naked couples were approaching the climax of their love- making session. There are two sofas and an overstuffed armchair in this room. In the dim, soft light we could see that there was a couple on each of the sofas. In each case, a man was seated, leaning back, thrusting up into a woman who was astride him, bouncing up and down cowgirl- style. Another woman was kneeling in front of the easy chair, head pressed against the seat while her partner rammed into her from behind. On the floor beside them, another couple were also screwing doggie style. As the girl neared her climax she reached out to the woman leaning on the chair and caressed her ass that jiggled with every hard thrust from the man who taking her from behind. All we could hear was the sound of flesh slapping on moist flesh and the moans of eight people in various stages of orgasm. We and the other "watchers" were caressing our partners as we viewed the scene in front of us. Finally the couples broke apart, the girls kissing and intimately touching each other as they cleaned up and got dressed... Patty and I took their place in the room. We played for a little while, and watched some of the other couples who came in with us but decided to explore some of the rooms before getting too heavy... There were several couples now seated in the area just outside that playroom. We noticed a couple we had seen earlier downstairs. She was kneeling in front of a man, sucking his cock, while hubby watched, masturbating... Walking through the lounge area (where the action was getting quite heavy) we went into one of the back playrooms. Again we started to play, and two couples followed us in. No problem; we figured they were there for the same reason we were. However, after about five minutes of listening to them (loudly) discussing their kids' school activities and soccer camp (and doing nothing else) it became a real turn-off so we dressed and went on our way... We ran into our friends again. As we chatted and decided where to go, we noticed the lesbian couple we'd seen earlier. The larger, more masculine one was cradling the head of the sweet little "schoolgirl" one ... who was having her pussy eaten by a man(!) kneeling in front of her. We were surprised when, a few minutes later, the man raised his head and asked them a question. They looked at each other then nodded. Still kneeling, he pushed her slim legs up for her girlfriend to hold. Although we were behind him, it then became apparent he was fucking the girl with long slow strokes while the two girls kissed, moaning into each others mouths... We'd been hoping to find a space with our friends where we could play beside each other. However, they stopped to talk to another couple, and Patty pulled me into a somewhat quieter room, saying she was so hot she just couldn't wait. In this room, a woman was astride her partner in a chair, rising and falling energetically on his cock. On one side of a sofa facing them, a man was leaning back while a woman knelt in front of him sucking him off. Patty quickly stripped off and sat on the sofa beside them, asking me to kneel in front of her and eat her pussy. She quickly became very aroused, and was unaware that she was rhythmically bumping against the couple next to us. Patty came several times and her moans and cries helped spur on the couple across the room who, judging by the rapid slap-slap-slap and the sudden moans, were going over the top together. Patty switched placed with me and I sat on the sofa. The man next to me was obviously getting close and his lady partner was trying to steal sideways glances at us as she bobbed up and down. As Patty started sucking me, I noticed that a new couple had entered the room. Unlike most of the women there, this one was dressed very conservatively in a knee-length blue skirt and a white linen jacket trimmed in blue. They had taken over the easy chair to my right, and she had unzipped her partner's pants and was slowly sucking his erection. I was becoming increasingly aroused at the sights and sounds either side (and directly in front) of me and knew I couldn't last much longer. At this point, the primly-dressed woman to my right stood up and pulled up her skirt. Only a couple of feet in front of me, at eye-level, she pulled aside her plain beige panties and settled down, legs spread, impaling herself on his cock while he reached around to unbutton her jacket and fondle her breasts. All evening I'd been surrounded by women wearing little more than heels and thongs, but for some reason, this image was the one that put me over the edge into a shattering climax, just as the man on the sofa was cumming into his partner's mouth... We wandered back (on shaky legs) into the noisy dance floor area, which had heated up considerably. Two totally naked women were dancing together, if you could call it that, and there were several groups of semi-naked people 'sandwiching' each other and swaying to the music. We rejoined our friends at our table. They confessed that they had actually 'got it on' right there at the table (a practice officially frowned on by management, but pretty much overlooked from what we could see) with her sitting on his lap as she was wearing a black lace (crotchless) cat-suit under a mini-skirt which made undressing unnecessary... It was heading for 2:00 a.m. which is the official closing time and we were getting ready to leave. A (very) large woman approached our table with her voluminous bare bosom wobbling freely. She said something to our friends, then grabbed the backs of their heads pulling them to her massive chest. They had little choice but to do what she obviously wanted and suck on her big nipples! We assumed our friends knew her, but after the woman left they told us they'd never seen her before but didn't quite know how to refuse her titty-sucking request! Ah well... We went out into the hot night (early morning) air and the valet brought our car up. Even though we were tired, we were still incredibly aroused from the evening, and immediately went home and made love again. Then again first thing in the morning. # # # Some additional thoughts... *This was the only swingers' club we have visited so it would be unreasonable to assume all such clubs are of the same standard. According to our friends, there is another similar club in town, but both felt it was sleazier and did not separate single males from the couples, resulting in some unwanted attention. Our advice: if at all possible find out which clubs are right for you (if there is more than one to choose from). How? See if the club has a web site and get a "feel" for its ambience from that. Of course, the best recommendation is word-of-mouth if you happen to meet someone who is familiar with swingers' clubs. As a reminder, we posted a Profile on a swingers' web site and met up with a couple who introduced us to "our" club. * The above description might give you the impression of a massive bacchanalian orgy. This really wasn't the case. There were about 300 people there that night. We doubt that more that 25% actually indulged in sexual acts on the premises. Most were there to enjoy the erotic atmosphere, possibly as a stimulation to later activity. There was no pressure of any kind to participate in any type of sexual act. => On a related point, it seemed to us that the majority of couples who DID engage in some kind of sexual activity did so with their own partner, albeit in the presence of other couples. Doubtless there were couples who traded partners, but from our limited perspective this wasn't the norm. => In this particular club, the management kept a discreet eye out for anyone (usually a single male) who might become a pest. In fact, when we joined we had to take an obligatory tour of the club with one of the management team, ostensibly to show us the facilities, but also to point out that obnoxious or predatory behavior would result in being quietly ejected and barred. We found that reassuring. => Yes, you probably WILL meet someone you know if you go to a swinger's club in or close to your own town. If it is obvious you've seen (and recognized) each other, say hello and move on. This is truly a "Mexican stand-off"! Neither of you is really likely to "out" the other when you think about it. (And yes, Patty ran into her supervisor's boss and his wife on our second visit. On Monday morning at work, neither mentioned it... and never will.) Our advice: Don't worry about it. => How will this affect your relationship? Every situation is different. But for us it has been extremely stimulating to be with other adults who obviously enjoy our sense of erotic fun. It is a very good way to kindle (or re-kindle) sexual arousal without the obvious physical and emotional dangers inherent in cheating on one's partner; you BOTH get to enjoy the fun and together can decide how far you want to go. => If you have any questions, you are welcome to contact us. We are NOT experts, but we hope this has given you an insight into taking those first scary but very exciting steps into the world of adult erotic fun! Your vote will also indicate if this has been helpful and if we should continue to provide our observations in the future. Enjoy! Swingers Confidential I was about to start running down those damn orange traffic cones instead of dodging them. It wouldn’t make the drive into work this morning any quicker, just a little more exciting. I decided against the notion, seeing my car would end up taking the brunt of the damage. At least my favorite morning talk show was on. I enjoyed their comedic banter and sexual connotations. I saw the sports dome looming on my left as I slowly made my way through the interstate traffic. I’d turn off at the next exit and drive north to the news station. I was in more of a hurry this morning than usual. The station manager had asked me to meet with him for a one-on-one at 8:00. I had about twenty minutes to make it. It was unusual for just the two of us to meet. Jacob, Jake as he prefers to be called, is my investigative partner. I nicknamed him “the hunter” since his favorite pastime is hitting on all the young girls at the station. His second favorite pastime was trying to look down the front of my blouse. I’m thirty-four years old, Jake’s twelve years my junior. We have a good working relationship. He puts up with my smart remarks, I put up with his sexual innuendos. Jake and I have been working together for about a year. He’s not only my co-investigator; he’s also the videographer. He excels at both. The two of us have put together numerous investigative reports and won several awards for our work. I finally made it to the broadcast station with just a few minutes to make it to the fourth floor. I ran across the parking lot towards the elevators just inside the lobby. I made it to the station manager’s office right at 8:00. I was out of breath as I approached his secretary. Tyler was coming out of his office. He wasn’t smiling like he usually did. The expression on his face had me worried. “Sherry, come on in.” He said, motioning me towards his office. “We need to talk.” I entered his office and sat in a chair across from his desk. I set my attaché case and purse next to my chair. Tyler, our station manager, sank slowly in his desk chair. He looked at me like he wanted to say something but he remained quiet. He swiveled his chair from side to side. The quieter he remained, the more nervous I got. “I need your help but I’m so damn hesitant to ask.” He said almost like an apology. He looked down at his desk. He was nervous and really upset about something. His face was pale. I thought he was going to get sick. “I……….I have a very close friend who’s gotten himself in a hell of a mess.” Tyler finally managed to say. “I have to help him. I don’t have any other choice.” “Tyler, I’d be more than happy to help anyway I can.” I stated. He looked at me with a slight smile. His color was coming back, that made me feel a little easier. “Let’s get a cup of coffee first.” He suggested. “I think we can both use some coffee right now.” I nodded my head in agreement and we walked over to his coffee bar. “I’m going to ask you to do something personal, very personal for me. I don’t want you to make a “yes” decision until after you’ve thought it over.” He uttered. It was beginning to sound like the next investigation was going to be something out of the ordinary, maybe even dangerous. I wasn’t sure. He wasn’t giving me any details. We walked back to our chairs and sat down. Tyler began filling me in after pausing a minute. He had an old friend from his college days who had experienced a break-in and robbery at one of his places of business in the Dallas, Texas area. A large amount of cash was stolen but most importantly, confidential records were taken. Because of the nature of the business, he couldn’t report the break-in to the sheriff’s department. It would ruin him and his family if anyone found out about his business venture. It would ruin a lot of people’s reputation if the records were ever made public. Some of the records named very influential people in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. Tyler kept feeding me information but he wouldn’t detail the nature of his friend’s business venture. I wanted to ask but I waited, thinking he’d get down to specifics. Tyler was asking me and Jake to go to Dallas and work with his friend to find out who did the break-in and recover the confidential records before they became public knowledge. He looked at me to get my reaction. “I’m willing to help if I can but…………you haven’t told me the nature of your friend’s business.” I said. “Have you ever heard of the terms, alternate lifestyle, open marriage or swinging?” Tyler asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, I’m familiar with those terms. Why, is that what your friend’s involved in?” I asked. Tyler confided in me that his friend, Max and his wife were into the swinging scene. They had a very successful private club catering to the swingers in the central Texas area. There were over eighty couples in their membership. The stolen records detailed everything about the business and its operations. I guess Tyler was looking for a big surprised look on my face when he divulged this information to me. I wasn’t surprised. I’d recently heard rumors that swinging was becoming quite popular all across the country. I had a feeling, Tyler wasn’t telling me everything. He was withholding something. I accepted what he’d told me and left it at that. “I don’t have to think about saying yes or no.” I told him. “I’ll say yes but I’m not quite sure how I’m going to go about the investigation. It’s going to take quite a bit of brain-storming.” Tyler’s expression changed from dismay to a smile. He took my hand in his, holding it in his strong grasp. I felt better knowing I’d made him feel better. I was still at a loss for ideas to make the investigation successful. “I’ll need you to discuss this matter with Jake. Do you think he’d be willing to help you?” Tyler asked. “I’ll have to be careful how I approach him on it but I think he’d be willing.” I replied. “If he says yes, I want the three of us to sit down and discuss this in more detail.” Tyler reluctantly agreed. I think he wanted to keep his involvement just between the two of us. I didn’t want to keep Jake in the dark anymore than I had to. I trusted him more than anyone else; Jake would have to trust him too. Tyler and I finished our coffee and I headed back to my third floor office. I took the stairs instead of the elevator, walking wouldn’t hurt me any. I ran into Jake by the breakroom. He had some poor, innocent girl trapped in conversation. I stood in the doorway till he saw me. He finally glanced my way and broke off his chat with the young girl. I walked towards my office, Jake was right behind me. I unlocked the office door and waited till Jake entered. Normally I keep my door wide open but today I closed it. Jake noticed it. “Hmmmm……..feel like some privacy, huh!” He quipped. I gave him a piercing look. Not that it did any good. I walked over and sat behind my desk. Jake flopped down in one of the casual chairs across from me. He looked at me smiling, his usual facial expression. I didn’t return his smile. “Hey, you alright?” He asked seriously, sitting up straight in the chair. “I’m alright.” I replied. “I need to discuss something with you, just between you and me. OK?” Jake nodded. I didn’t divulge Tyler’s name but I went through in detail what I’d been asked to do. Correction, what we’d been asked to do. He was a little taken by the assignment. He listened intently, not saying a word. It not only sounded intriguing but it could be dangerous, perhaps very dangerous. I filled him in on everything I’d been told, except for mentioning any names. When I finished, I sat back in my chair waiting for his reply “Let’s do it!” He boldly stated. “It’s the best assignment we’ve ever been given. We can’t turn it down” I waited to see if he’d ask questions after he’d thought about it. He just sat there excited and smiling. I reiterated the fact that we’d have to work in complete confidentiality. No one else could ever know. He said he understood. He’d keep his mouth shut. I made a phone call to Tyler on his private line, it bypasses his secretary. I told him, Jake was in agreement. We’d need to set a meeting between the three of us. Tyler set the meeting up for later that afternoon. Jake was leaning over my desk for a pen and pad, probably trying to look down my blouse at the same time. I caught him looking but I just smiled up at him, not letting it bother me. “I may get to see more than just down the front of your blouse on this assignment.” He smarted off. “Don’t count on it.” I said grinning. “Don’t get your hopes up.” Jake came up with some suggestions on how we might go about the investigation. We both jotted down ideas as they came to mind, sharing out thoughts. We needed a lot more details but getting some ideas gathered together would help. We took a brief lunch, then returned to the office to put more ideas on paper. It was almost time for the meeting so Jake and I walked up the stairs to Tyler’s office. I had to inform Jake that Tyler was a friend of this guy. I didn’t mention that I had a feeling Tyler might be more involved in this than he was letting on. Tyler met Jake and I at his office door. He told his secretary that he didn’t want to be interrupted for anything, not matter what. We sat at his conference table. Tyler pushed a large manila envelope towards me. I opened it and reviewed the documents. Tyler talked with Jake about the situation. He emphasized that he’d needed Jake’s utmost cooperation and discretion. Jake promised he wouldn’t disappoint either of us. I knew I could count on Jake. I wasn’t too concerned. The documents were from Max, Tyler’s friend. It basically listed what he was willing to do to help us recover the documents. Max was providing us with everything we’d need. An apartment to live in, plenty of cash, computers, cell phones, anything we wanted or desired. Money was no object! Tyler gave Jake and I the rest of the day off so we could prepare for the trip to Dallas. The sooner we got there, the better. We were going to take the news station’s Suburban instead of flying down. It didn’t have any of the station’s markings on it so it would blend right in. Max would provide us with another car when we arrived in Dallas, in case we’d need extra transportation. Jake and I left Tyler’s office and returned to mine. I grabbed everything and anything I thought we might need for the investigation. Jake helped me pack everything. I filled my attaché till I had trouble getting it closed. I had to remove a couple of items. I locked my desk and made sure my office door was locked when we left. I had an odd thought as Jake and I walked towards the elevator. “Would I ever be able to come back to the office again?” I shivered at the thought. Jake and I rode the elevator down to the garage to get the Suburban. He was going to leave his car in the news station’s secured parking lot while we were gone. I was going to my car home and leave it in the garage. I had laundry to do, clothes to get packed. Lot of clothes, no telling how long we’d be gone. I figured Jake had a least a dozen girls to kiss good-bye, maybe a little more than just kiss. I didn’t know whether to let my husband, Brad know I’d be gone on assignment or not. We’d pretty much gone out separate ways, we just lived in the same house. I had my job and my life. Brad had his job, his life and his booze. The latter being our biggest problem. I decided to just leave him a note letting him know I was going to be gone out of town indefinitely. I doubted he’d even bother to read it though. Jake pulled in the driveway early the next morning, I wasn’t even showered yet. I heard him knock at the door so I let him in. “Morning Gorgeous!” He exclaimed grinning. I’ll admit, his remark did make me blush. I replied to his greeting and pointed towards the fresh coffee in the kitchen. I headed down the hallway to get showered. “Call me if you need any help.” Jake shouted at me. I showered, got dressed, fixed my hair and put on my make-up. Jake was in the kitchen watching our morning news show. He got a big smile when I entered the kitchen. Jake poured me a cup of coffee and handed it to me. He liked doing those little things for me. I appreciated it, thinking I probably should tell him that sometime. We drank our coffee and reviewed the route we’d be taking to Dallas. It was a nine hundred mile trip. We figured we could make it in about fifteen hours if we took turns driving. We got on the road about 9:00am. Hopefully we’d be in Dallas by midnight. Jake had the radio so we could listen to our favorite morning talk show. Jake and I didn’t say much, just listened to the radio. I noticed he’d gotten the Suburban washed and cleaned inside. It was usually a mess from all the junk we carried around. We just had our luggage and laptops with us on this trip. I kept watching the mileage signs, figuring in my head about what time we’d hit St. Louis and then turn south towards Oklahoma City. Jake drove till we needed to stop for gas. I took over driving while Jake reclined his seat and dozed off. I was thankful the big SUV had cruise control. Jake and I stopped for lunch in St. Louis, just fast food since we were in a hurry. Other than for gas the only stop we made was for dinner in Tulsa. I’d never seen Oklahoma so I got to see a lot of the scenery. I was anxious to see what Texas would look like. Of course it would be getting dark by the time we hit the state. We finally made it to Dallas just a little before midnight. Needless to say we were both tired. I spotted a motel right off the interstate that was open so we pulled in. Jake ran in to get us two rooms. I noticed the parking lot looked pretty full. I hoped they had some vacancies left. “Hope you don’t snore!” Jake said getting back into the Suburban. “I could only get one room but it’s got two beds. I rolled my tired eyes, thinking he’d probably just asked for one room, not two. I was too tired to care anyway. Jake drove down to the end of the motel and found a parking spot. I got my suitcase and overnight bag; Jake grabbed the luggage he needed. Our room was on the second floor so we had to climb some steps. Jake carried my suitcase for me to make it easier on me. He knew I was tired from the long trip. The room was nice, two big beds and a large bathroom. Jake was thirsty so he thought he’d run down to the vending machines and bring us back something to drink and some ice. I took the key with him so he could let himself back in. I wanted to grab a quick shower. A shower would help me to relax. I turned on the TV and played with the channels. I got undressed and had just stepped into the shower when Jake came back to the motel room. I hurriedly closed the frosted glass door before he saw me. I hadn’t bothered to close the bathroom door since it would have only steamed up the whole bathroom. I heard Jake change the channel on the TV to a ballgame. I got showered and checked to make sure he wasn’t standing in the bathroom when I stepped out. He wasn’t. I grabbed a towel and dried off. I’d forgotten my robe, not thinking about it. There were two huge bath towels on the rack so I grabbed one of them and wrapped it around me tightly, holding it in place with one hand. I walked into the bedroom area. Jake was sitting on the edge of the bed. I walked right past him. He flipped the channel back to the program I had on. I fished through my luggage, finding a shorty sleeper. It wasn’t see-through so I wasn’t embarrassed to wear it in front of Jake. I walked past Jake heading for the bathroom. I slipped the towel off and put on the sleeper. I ran a brush through my hair and walked back out. Jake had fixed me an ice tea with some ice cubes in it. “Love the outfit, liked the towel better!” He said, grinning. “I feel safer in this outfit than just a towel.” I replied, smiling coyly. We watched TV for awhile, finishing our soft drinks. I was ready for bed; my legs ached a little from sitting so long. I got a couple of aspirins from my purse and took them. I walked over to the bed and pulled the comforter and sheet back. I could feel Jake’s eyes looking at me. I didn’t really mind it. At least Jake paid attention to me. I slipped into bed and pulled the sheet up over me. Jake turned off the lights and adjusted the volume on the TV way down. “Hope you don’t mind, I usually sleep with the television on.” He said. “I don’t mind.” I replied. Jake headed for the bathroom, turning the room lights off when he passed the wall switches. I heard him turn on the shower and step in. I couldn’t relax enough to fall asleep so I watched the movie, barely able to hear it. Jake came back into the bedroom. He was wearing black briefs. It was the first time I’d ever seen him undressed. He had a hell of a body. He was in fantastic shape. I tried not to stare but I wanted to get a good look. Jake pulled back the covers on his bed. I got a good look at his cute butt. I smiled inwardly. “You still awake?” He asked. “Hmmmmmmm…..for now I am. I’ll go to sleep shortly.” I replied. Jake sat on the edge of the bed looking at me. He used the remote to turn the volume up on the TV just a little. He put the remote back on the nightstand between the beds and lit up a cigarette. “When did you start smoking?” I asked surprised. “I take spells off and on.” Jake answered. “This is one of my on spells.” “You worried about this assignment?” I asked him. Jake shook his head no. I reached over and took the cigarette from his fingers. I took a couple of puffs off it then handed it back to him. He finished the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. “What’s the matter? You not sleepy either?” I asked. “Not really. Just tired I guess.” Jake replied. I sensed something was bothering him. “You mind if I sleep in bed with you?” He finally inquired. “If you’ll behave.” I whispered. I rolled over, my back to him. Jake pulled the sheet back and stretched out beside me. He put his arm around me, pulling me in close to him. It felt great having someone holding me. I relaxed and we both drifted off to sleep. I woke up sometime early in the morning. I slipped out from under Jake’s arm. He was sound asleep. I walked over to the window and looked out. It was light out. I checked my watch. It was a little after 7:00am. I went to the bathroom and washed the sleep out of my eyes. The room had a coffeemaker in it. There were little packets of coffee next to it. I made a small pot of coffee. I heard Jake waking up. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. The coffee finished brewing so I fixed us each a cup. Jake came out of the bathroom. He walked over and lit cigarette. I handed him a cup of coffee then went over and tried to find some local news on the TV. I found a local Dallas TV station and turned up the volume. We finished our coffee and I poured us each another cup. We sat on the edge of the bed next to each other, watching the rest of the news. “We aren’t supposed to meet this Max guy till noon at the apartment. We’ve got some time to kill” I informed Jake. “What do you want to do?” “I don’t care.” He replied, smiling. “You hungry?” I shook my head no. We sat, drinking our coffee. Jake let me take a couple puffs off his cigarette. I hoped I wasn’t picking up his bad habit. “Well, I’m going to shower. Want to join me?” I kidded. Jake got a big smile on his face. I’d turned the tables on him, getting in the sexual innuendo before him. He didn’t answer my question. I didn’t figure he would. I headed for the bathroom and turned on the shower. I slipped off my shorty sleeper and tossed it on the long vanity countertop. The water was refreshing, totally waking me up. I slowly soaped up a washcloth. The shower door suddenly opened and Jake stepped in. He was naked, no briefs, no nothing. Just a grin. I started to turn away from him but I didn’t. Jake took the soapy washcloth from my hand. He started bathing me. I stood fairly still as he washed me all over. Jake put one hand on my shoulder so he could steady me more when he started washing my breasts. I let him touch me all over. We never spoke a word to each other. Swingers Confidential “Turn around.” He ordered. I turned putting my back toward him. I bit my lip as his hands soaped my shoulders and back. His strong hand traveled down over my butt. Jake’s hands slowed as he knelt to wash my legs and feet. He face was just inches from me. I bit my lip a little harder. I could feel myself trembling a little. Jake’s hands moved up the back of my legs stopping at my butt. He slipped the washcloth between my legs, spreading them. He moved his hand slowly over my pussy. I had to grab the safety bar to keep my balance. Jake manipulated his hand over my pussy working me up. I closed my eyes tight, my knees almost buckling. He rubbed harder till I had a long, slow orgasm. I gritted my teeth, trying to muffle my moans but it was useless. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh…………Ohhhhhhhh.” I muttered. “Hmmmmmmm………” Jake withdrew his hand from between my legs. I felt the warm water rinsing me off. I was able to slowly open my eyes. My hands still had a firm grasp on the safety bar. “OK, now you can do me.” Jake stated. I turned around. Jake handed me a fresh washcloth and the bar of soap. I couldn’t look him in the face, I was too embarrassed. I soaped up the washcloth and started washing his chest. I kept my eyes focused below his face. I washed Jake’s stomach, knowing I was going to have to wash him lower. I looked down, Jake had a huge hard-on. He was big. I knew my face was flushed, I could feel a warm wave overcome my body. I put the washcloth over his hard cock and worked it gently. I didn’t rub it too long, just a minute or so. I washed his cock all over, reaching down to wash his balls. I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful cock. “Turn around.” I commanded. Jake turned his back towards me. I felt a little easier, not staring at him. I soaped up the washcloth more and slowly washed his back. He was very muscular, his shoulders broad. I moved the washcloth slowly over him, taking my time. I washed his bare butt. God, it was cute! I bent down and washed the back of his legs and feet. I stood back up, staring at the back of his head. “OK, done.” I muttered. We both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a big bath towel and headed for the bedroom, leaving Jake alone in the bathroom. The thick bath towel dried me quickly. I tossed the wet towel on the bed and went over to my luggage. I pulled out some fresh underwear. I had just slipped my panties when Jake came out of the bathroom. I turned away from Jake and put my bra on. Jake walked over behind me. He sat down on the bed. “Sherry…………you OK?” He asked. “Yes………..I’m fine.” I answered. I wasn’t fine, I wasn’t even just OK. I didn’t know what I was. Maybe just confused. I kept my back to Jake, as I got dressed. I put on a dress blouse and slacks. Jake headed back to the bathroom to shave and finish getting ready. I got my brush and comb from my purse and laid them on the bed. I got my make-up kit out and set it next to them. I walked over to the coffee counter and poured the last of the coffee into a new cup. I walked over to the bathroom door and watched Jake shaving. He had a towel wrapped around him. I offered him a sip of coffee; he damn near drank it all! It was my way of letting him know I wasn’t mad at him for the trick he’d pulled on me. After all, I’d gotten some relief I’d long needed. I figured I owed Jake some payback. It was about 11:00 when we left the motel and headed for the apartment complex in Irving. We found our way onto North MacArthur Boulevard and slowed to find the address. There were quite a few apartment complexes on the busy street. We found the complex and pulled in looking for the apartment address we’d been given. I spotted the number and Jake pulled the Suburban into a parking space right in front. There was a car next to us. I hoped it was Max’s. We rang the doorbell; I could hear it ring inside the apartment. A well-dressed middle-aged man answered the door. “Sherry, Jake.” He greeted us, smiling. “Come in!” Max introduced himself as we shook hands. He recognized me from the picture Tyler had emailed him. He was very friendly and personable. I could tell he was tense from his speech. He kept looking at his watch. Maybe it was just a nervous habit he had, I wasn’t sure. Max showed us the apartment. It was beautiful. It was completely furnished. Max informed us that he kept the apartment rented all the time for out of town friends and business associates. It was completely furnished. There was some firewood stacked by the fireplace if we wanted. Max showed us the upstairs. The master bedroom was all open and overlooked the living room below. The second bedroom had two computers along one wall along with a complete bedroom suit. The kitchen was just off the dining room. It had every appliance imaginable including two microwaves. Everything we needed was there, except for food of course. I wanted to sit down and talk with Max but he mentioned he had a business appointment at the bank and he needed to get going. We made arrangements for him to return later that evening around 7:00 so we could discuss the situation. Max said he’d bring his wife along in case we would want to ask her questions. He tossed us the keys to the apartment as he headed for the door. Jack and I stood in the kitchen, looking amazed at the spaciousness of the apartment. “Well, let’s get our stuff and get unpacked.” Jake suggested. Jake and I carried all our luggage and equipment into the apartment. We didn’t leave anything in the SUV. We unpacked our luggage and hung our clothes in the empty closets. Jake hung his clothes in the same closet as mine. With the unpacking done, we decided to head for the grocery store. I’d done some research over the Internet and made a list of the grocery and convenience stores in this neighborhood. I’d also noted most of the pizza places. Pizza’s one of my weaknesses. Jake and I strolled through the grocery store picking up essentials and food items. I pushed the cart while Jake picked out some snack items. I could tell he was big on snacks from what he was picking out. We went past the meat counter and picked up some steaks, pork chops and chicken. I think Jake was a little surprised thinking I’d be cooking for us. I picked up quite a few fresh vegetables to go with the dinners. We bought a big can of coffee and some Styrofoam cups. The cart was overrunning by the time we got into the checkout lane. We loaded the groceries into the Suburban and headed back to the apartment. Jake wanted to stop at a convenience store on the way back. He found one on the boulevard and pulled in. Jake came out with two cartons of cigarettes and a 12pack of beer. He had a Dallas morning paper tucked under his arm. I jumped out and opened the rear doors for him. We finally made it back to the apartment and got everything put away. I called a pizza place and placed an order to be delivered. We hadn’t eaten all day. Jake opened a beer for himself and a soft drink for me. We walked out onto the patio, which overlooked a small lake. It was a beautiful setting, very peaceful and serene. I looked through part of the paper while Jake read the sports section. In a short while the doorbell rang, it was the pizza delivery. Jake and I were starved. We almost ate the entire pizza, there were just a few pieces left. We cleaned up the kitchen and headed upstairs to the second bedroom and booted up both the computers. They were on cable modems so we had immediate access. I dropped Tyler a quick email to let him know we’d made contact with his friend and we going to meet with him and his wife later that evening. I made sure not to mention anything about the assignment in case someone other than Tyler might have a chance to read it. Jake and I reviewed our lists of questions one more time. We were all set for tonight’s meeting with Max and his wife. We just had to wait till later in the evening. Jake and I were used to waiting. Waiting was part of any lengthy investigation. I was a little sleepy so I stretched out across the bed in the computer room. Jake said he was going for a walk around the apartment complex and has a look around. Probably looking for lonely housewives, I supposed smiling. I woke up about 5:00. I checked the apartment, finding Jake eating the last couple of pieces of pizza. I asked him what he wanted for dinner. I guess my question caught him off-guard. He didn’t answer so I decided to fix pork chops. Jake’s not much for cooking so anything that wasn’t fast food was a real treat for him. We ate outside at the patio table enjoying the view of the lake. We cleaned up the kitchen after we finished eating. I didn’t want Max to think we were taking advantage of his hospitality. Max and his wife, Elena arrived shortly after 7:30. They lived in South Lake, not all that far from where we were. Elena was a lot younger than Max. I guessed maybe late-twenties compared to Max in his mid-forties. They’d brought a bottle of French wine with them. Elena seemed a little more nervous than normal. Max opened the wine and poured everyone a glass. It was very tasty, not too sweet like some wines I’d tasted. I’m not a drinker at all but I sipped on the wine to be sociable. We sat down in the livingroom and started discussing what had happened at Max and Elena’s private club. I asked Max to slow down and take his time so he could give me every detail. I put a cassette recorder on the coffee table so Jake and I could review the tape if we needed to. The recorder made Max a little nervous. Elena started fidgeting in her chair. Sometimes being voice recorded has that effect on people, it’s not strange. Max started at the beginning and went through the entire scenario about discovering the break-in. Jake and I didn’t interrupt, just sat and listened to every word. Elena didn’t say anything. She was keeping quiet, letting Max do all the talking. He kept saying he had to get the confidential records back or it would be the end for him. I wasn’t sure if he meant just financially or otherwise. Jake and I let him finish before we started asking questions. Some questions Max had already answered in his review of the events that had happened. I had to ask whom he suspected. He didn’t have anybody really pinpointed, neither did Elena. We replaced the cassette in the recorder and continued our questioning. The couple answered all the questions but I got a strange feeling, they were both hiding something. Maybe they just couldn’t remember everything during the questioning. Sometimes a person’s mind goes blank during interrogation. Elena kept watching the recorder, almost like it was going to jump up and bite her. Jake asked several questions to give my voice a rest. He did get Elena to answer a couple of the questions. She finally broke her silence. She was not only beautiful; she was intelligent, very intelligent in fact. I suggested that Max take Jake and me out to the private club so we could look around and take some pictures, maybe even some video footage. We had to see where the break-in took place, the scene of the crime. Max thought it was a good idea, saying he’d stop by tomorrow morning and take us out there. The club was located out in the country, northwest of Fort Worth, off Highway 199. We called it an evening around 10:00pm. I felt Max was about questioned out. He looked beat, probably from all the worrying. We walked them to the door of the apartment to say good night. “Oh, I damned near forgot.” He stated. “I want to give you some cash to cover your expenses.” Elena reached inside her handbag and pulled out an envelope, handing it to me. It had cash in it. I didn’t count it right then. Jake and I thanked Max and Elena and they left the apartment. Jake and I stood in the doorway till they got in their cars. We waved at them as they left. I gave Jake one of those suspicious looks. He smiled. He was reading my mind. Max and Elena were at the top of our suspect’s list. Everyone Max had mentioned was a suspect but they were number one and number two. I handed Jake the envelope with the money in it. He took it out and counted it. There was five thousand dollars in the envelope. We’d need to keep track of what we spent so we could return the balance after we concluded our work. Jack handed me back the cash so I could keep it in my purse. My purse wouldn’t know how to act with that much cash in it. “I think Elena knows a lot more than she let on.” Jake stated. “Maybe she needs a little deep interrogation.” I knew what he was implying. She was beautiful and I’m sure Jake would jump at the chance to get her horizontal. “Well, maybe you’ll get your chance.” I replied, like I didn’t really care. “After all, they are swingers!” Jake turned on the big screen television and found a baseball game. I headed upstairs to get a shower. I hoped I’d be able to get through this shower alone. Jake stayed down in the livingroom watching the game. I put on a long black satin nightgown, slit up the side and went down to the livingroom. Jake wasn’t all that interested in the ballgame. He didn’t care for either of the teams. He surfed the channels till he found a movie. I sat across from him taking a cigarette from his pack. “Those are bad for you, hope you know that.” He smarted. “I’m a big girl. I know what I’m doing.” I retorted. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. I brought a cold beer back for Jake. I sat down in a chair across from him, watching the movie. The movie ended shortly after midnight. Jake went upstairs and showered. He didn’t ask me if I wanted to join him. I guess he knew what my answer would be. I turned off the television and checked the doors, making sure they were all locked and deadbolted. Jake was standing at the balcony railing that overlooked the bedroom. He was wearing briefs, nothing else. I guessed that’s what he was used to sleeping in. “Hey! Which bedroom are you going to sleep in?” He shouted. “I think I’ll sleep in the main bedroom.” I shouted back to him. I loved the openness of the room with its balcony railing and overlook of the livingroom. I walked up the steps. Jake met me at the top, leaning against the balcony’s railing. “You want to sleep alone………….or?” He asked quietly. I didn’t answer him. I just walked past him, over to the queen-size bed and pulled the covers back. I didn’t want to sleep alone but I wasn‘t about to ask Jake to sleep with me. I’d been sleeping in a separate bedroom from my husband for the past two years so I was used to sleeping alone. Jake walked up behind me putting his arms around me, his hands on my tummy. I put my hands over his. He started to pull his hands away but I held them against me. Jake kissed me softly on the back of the neck. I leaned my head forward so he could move his lips over my neck. Jake kissed around to the back of my ears. I pressed back against him. I could feel his big cock hardening in his briefs. I closed my eyes, savoring his lips kissing me. I turned around facing him. Jake pressed his lips to mine kissing me passionately. I eagerly returned his kisses. We started grinding our lips on one another’s. I was panting for breath, so was Jake. We paused briefly to catch our breaths. Jake nudged my head back with his cheek and kissed the front of my neck. I was moaning deep and continuous. His lips returned to mine and we nibbled on each other’s lips. I loved kissing him. I needed to have him kissing me. Jake’s right hand slipped down to the slit of my satin nightgown. He slid it underneath the thin, slick material squeezing my leg gently. I pressed my body tightly to his; feeling is hard cock poking my tummy. I had both my arms around his neck not wanting to let go. Jake’s hand worked underneath my nightgown and around to my butt. The nightgown had matching black satin panties; it was all that was keeping his hand from touching my bare skin. He squeezed my butt crushing me to him. Our kisses became more passionate, more lustful. Jake’s hands started pulling my nightgown upwards over my hips and finally up over my head. He tossed it away, falling on the floor near the foot of the bed. I stood before him wearing just skimpy black satin panties. The string sides were not much more than a thread. He looked down at my breasts and then down at the panties. He put his hand inside my panties and gave them a quick jerk. The panties snapped at both sides. He looked at them in his hand momentarily before dropping them to the floor. I didn’t care that he’d ripped my panties off. I wanted free of them. Jake and I sat down on the bed and then he scooted in towards the center. I stretched out on my back, Jake was leaning over me. We kissed, his tongue penetrating my lips. I felt his tongue enter my mouth swirling. I flicked my tongue to capture his against the roof of my mouth. He pushed his tongue down on mine, quickly darting in and out between my lips. I loved his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. Jake’s left hand cupped one of my breasts, working it, massaging it. I couldn’t see his hand but I could feel it working my breasts and stimulating the nipple. I was moaning softly but Jake’s mouth covering mine, muffled the sound. I felt my nipple hardening while his fingers teased it. I squirmed on the bed, almost writhing. Jake’s took the hardened nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. He held it with his teeth and worked his hard tongue over it. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh…………God………………Yesssssssssssss.” I moaned, my hand pressing the back of his head, forcing him into my breast. Jake worked both of my breasts, massaging, kissing and fondling. I looked down at both my nipples standing erect. My breasts were pink from his manipulations. It had been such a long time since my body had felt this wonderful. Jake didn’t look up at me. He kept working his mouth down over my tummy, flicking his tongue at my belly-button, teasing it. I sucked in my tummy but he just tongued it deeper. My hips were rotating slowly on the bed. Jake raised up on his right arm as he spread my legs with his left hand. I closed my eyes feeling his hand gently teasing the lips of my hot pussy. His fingers gently stroked along my slit till I was lifting up towards his hand. I saw him lick his middle finger through my barely opened eyes. Jake slipped the moistened finger to the slit of my pussy and then pushed it inside me slowly. I gasped when his finger made its penetration. Jake stroked his finger in and out of me. I pressed down on his hand between my legs, trying not to cry out. I felt his finger teasing my clit, my hips starting to buck. I lifted myself up off the bed just as I came; the orgasm was hard and fast. Jake pulled his finger out of my soaked pussy. He stretched out between my legs and kissed the slit of my pussy. I felt his tongue working up and down the juicy slit. He slipped his tongue inside me and I cried out in pleasure. “AAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” I grasped the sheets in my hands as Jake’s tongue kept sliding in and out of me. He was fucking me with his tongue. I felt his hands cupping my ass, lifting me. Jake teased my clit, flicking his tongue hard across it, teasing it till I had an incredible orgasm. My hands gripped the sheets so tight I felt my hands cramping. I screamed out in pure pleasure. Jake kept working his tongue till I collapsed and the orgasm slowly slipped away. I was breathing hard, my hands slowly releasing their grip on the sheets. Jake lay between my legs till I started breathing easier. I looked down at him. He was just watching me, expressionless. I looked up at the ceiling, my breathing slowly returning to normal. Jake got up from the bed slowly. He looked down at me spread out in front of him. He slipped his briefs down and off. His huge cock pointing straight at me. I moistened my lips, wanting to say something but I didn’t want to break the spell we had on each other. Jake knelt between my legs. I stared up at him, he wasn’t smiling, no sign of expression. He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. Swingers Confidential “I’m not going to fuck you.” He whispered softly. “I’m going to keep making love to you.” His statement started to bring tears to my eyes. I fought them back. Jake held his cock and I lifted my legs slightly. He pushed the mushroom shaped head to the lips of my pussy rubbing the head up and down, moistening his cock. He moved his hips slightly slipping the head inside my pussy. I closed eyes, feeling his cock opening me up. He slowly stroked his hard shaft into me going deeper and deeper. I wasn’t sure I could take it all but I wanted to. I felt his tight balls press against me. Jake had his cock all the way in. My pussy was sucking on the long, hard shaft. I put my legs around Jakes waist, locking my ankles. Jake fucked his cock in and out of me slowly. Long deep strokes and then shorter strokes. My hot pussy felt like it was on fire. I was begging him to fuck me. “Fuck me………..oh God, just keep fucking me………….don’t ever stop!” I begged. Jake didn’t need my begging. He was going to fuck me as long as he could. He was taking his time, making sure we both enjoyed it. I dug my heels into him, prodding him to fuck me harder and faster. He pumped his huge rod into me, pounding my pussy. I felt his pelvis slamming into me, making loud smacking sounds. I had an orgasm that slowly melted away then another orgasm that overtook my body. My hands gripped his muscular arms. My fingernails dug into them till I saw blood. Jakes hips were thrusting into me till I had another powerful orgasm. I cried out pressing my face against his chest. Jake’s body stiffened and I felt him shoot his hot cum into me. He shuddered and shot a second load up inside me. I dug my heels in his butt forcing him to stay inside me, his cock buried as deep as he could. Jake’s face looked like he was in extreme pain. His eyes were shut tight. I felt his body quiver and then he collapsed on top of me. I kept my legs wrapped around him. Jake’s hard breathing in my ear had me worried that he was having difficulty catching his breath. I held him in my arms till he started breathing easier. I relaxed my legs releasing my grip on him. He pulled his still hard cock out of me. It was slick with juices and cum. Jake rolled over on his back, his chest heaving. I rubbed his chest gently hoping it might help relax him. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy onto the sheets. Jake looked over at me, a smile slowly appearing on his face. “You look worried.” He barely muttered. “You kind of scared me there for a minute.” I replied. “Thought maybe I’d killed you.” He laughed at the thought. I kissed him softly. He returned the kiss putting his strong arms around me. Swingers Delight My wife Glenda and I have been married for fifteen years and have a wonderful sex life. We extended our sexual activities with very close friends to make sex even more exciting. My bother was married to very sexy blond and I always admired her beauty. We visited each other often and one night about two years ago when we had quite a bit to drink, we were playing around with each other’s wives and finally made the swap. We continue to meet on a regular basis. One night while Glenda and I were having sex, I said, “I think it would be exciting if we found another couple, complete strangers. What do you think?” She thought about it, then responded, “I would insist we get a little acquainted first before I get in bed with a guy. I need to know what he looks like and a little about him. That way I could decided if I wanted to continue or not.” I said, “That sounds reasonable. I would not want someone treating you badly and if you don’t like his looks, we’ll drop that couple and look for another. Why don’t we get on the internet to search?” “I’m willing to look”, she reluctantly responded. During the next few days we answered swingers ads and communicated with half dozen couples. We sent our picture to one particular couple and received three pictures from them. One picture showed Dave and Diane together very neatly dressed. One of the pictures was of Diane in a bikini. She was a beauty with a beautiful body. I practically drooled. The other picture showed Dave in swim trunks. His body was trim and handsome. When we talked to them on the phone, we got the impression they were more experienced with swinging. They had been to parties with several couples at the same time. We had never done anything like that. Glenda said, “I don’t think I’m ready for big parties. I would rather meet with them alone. What do you think?” I had seen the picture of Diane in a bikini. My cock was now thinking instead of my head when I said, “Having an extra couple with us would be alright. We would have privacy and the right to say no. I’m willing to take the chance.” She was still objecting, “Maybe we should meet them for cocktails first to get more acquainted.” I continued to pressure her, “They have already invited us to their home Friday evening. Once we get there and we don’t like it, we can leave.” “Alright, if you agree we can leave in the event I don’t like it, I’ll go.” Diane dressed rather sexy. She was wearing a cocktail dress that had thin straps to hold it up over her braless breasts at the top and the skirt came down to just above her knees. I thought she looked very seductive. She looked as if she would attract men like honey attracts bees. . Friday evening we arrived a few minutes late. Dave met us at the front door. Dave said, “Hello, come right in”, then he pointed to some mistletoe hanging over Glenda’s head. Before Glenda knew what was happening, he held her for a kiss. When he released her, she said, “Wow! Looks if you have prepared for a party.” “Oh yes, you will find more mistletoe around in our play room downstairs. Come on downstairs.” We walked down the stair to see a very large finished basement. There was a wet bar, a pool table, and very plush couches and lounging chairs. I noticed two king size beds at one end of the large room. Glenda whispered to me, “What are we getting into. Looks like a place for a wild party.” I whispered back, “Let’s stay for awhile and decide later if we should leave.” I noticed Diane was talking to the one other couple in the room. She saw us and came over. She cheerily welcomed us, “Now we get to meet in person. It’s so nice you could come.” I looked at her trim shape filling out the long slithering dress she was wearing. It was slit up both side to just below her waist line. She was wearing high heels but she was not wearing hose. She could have been wearing thong panties, but since I couldn’t see any panty material at the top of the slit at the side of her dress, maybe she wasn’t wearing anything. I felt very horny thinking about exploring under her sexy looking dress. She was beautiful. She took my hand and walked me a couple of steps under the mistletoe. We hugged as she gave me a very sexy kiss. Then she turned to Glenda to lightly kiss her. I was thinking this could turn out to be a good party with three couples. About that time, I saw three girls and four guys being escorted down the stairs by Dave. Dave introduced them to us. One of the guys was not wearing a wedding ring. Evidently, Dave had invited a single guy. Dave walked to the bar and started pouring drinks from a pitcher and handing them to the guests. I was wondering what concoction we were drinking, but decided to not ask. The guests seemed to know each other and begin conversing. Probably, Glenda and I were the only strangers there. Dave had soft dance music filling the room. One of the guys asked Glenda to dance, so I decided to ask our hostess to dance. She blended in my arms as we danced to the slow music. I danced her under some mistletoe to kiss her. Our tongues meshed in a very sexy kiss. I let my hand roam down over her butt and could not feel any panty seams. She said, “Are you trying to determine if I have underware?” I was embarrassed but had to answer her, “You look so sexy in that dress, I just had to feel.” That’s alright, I don’t mine the feel, and I’m not wearing anything under this dress.” The song ended and she led me to the bar for another drink. Another guy walked up to dance with her. I looked around to see Glenda dancing with another guy. He danced her under the mistletoe and stopped dancing long enough to kiss her very deeply. She seemed to freely respond to him. I was glad she was enjoying herself. I thought I could smell something. I sniffed a little and I believed it must be pot. Glenda and I had never used it before and I was wondering if my wife wanted to leave. I looked around to see Dave pass a joint to one of the girls. I saw my Glenda standing at the bar with a guy’s arm around her. He handed her a fresh drink as she was laughing at some comment he made. I doubt she knew what pot smelled like. I was wondering if Glenda still wanted to stay now that pot was being passed around. Before I could go over to her, our hostess passed a joint to me. She said, “Leave your wife alone and have a drag on this.” I looked at this beautiful creature and knew I wanted to stay. I took a drag on the joint, passed it back to her to take a deep drag. I thought her eyes were shining with sexual desire. I hugged her and gave her a sexy kiss. My hand reached down to feel through the slit of her dress at the side of her butt. I felt her bare butt cheek and squeeze. She melted into me with a sigh. She pulled back to say, “It’s still a little early. The party is just getting started. Go ahead and dance with the other girls while I do my hostess duties.” I walked over to my wife where two guys were talking to her. I said, “Would you dance with me.” While we danced, I asked, “How are you getting along? Has anyone asked you to smoke?” “Yes, I’ve taken several puffs. I haven’t had a cigarette in years. These are funny looking cigarettes, aren’t they.” “Didn’t you know they are pot.” “Did you say POT! No wonder I’m feeling so good and horny. You know I’ve never had pot before this. I’m having fun. I’ve danced with several guys and they all danced me underneath the mistletoe to kiss me.” “Have they made any serious passes at you.” “Oh yes, the guys have been feeling me up. I don’t mind, it just makes me more horny.” I knew my wife would be very attractive for the guys to hit on her. About that time, a guy cut in to dance with her. I walked over to ask another girl to dance. We were dancing a slow seductive dance with my hand roaming over her butt. I stopped to kiss her. We continued to stand and kiss while one of my hands moved to a breast. I could feel she was not wearing a bra. A couple of hours had gone by with drinks and smoke and I was wondering when the real party would start. I looked over at the beds and saw one couple lying down in each others arms. The girl had already removed her top so that he could nuzzle her breasts. I looked around for my wife to see her on a plush couch with a our host lying mostly on top of her while their lips were locked in a wide open mouth kiss. His hands were feeling underneath her dress. I assumed he had sex with all the other girls on previous parties, now he wanted some new pussy. I decided I should look for our sexy hostess. I wanted her, but then I saw her dancing with the single guy who had come to the party. He had danced her over near the beds. I saw a lone girl at the bar as she picked up a joint from the ash tray to take another drag. I walked over to her and said, “I’ll share that with you.” I took a puff and handed it back to her for another drag. She laid the butt down in the ash tray. She was a pretty red head I had seen around, but had not danced with her. We walked over to a plush love seat. Our lips meshed as we reclined. I pulled her blouse up out of her skirt and moved my hands up to her bare breasts. She unbuttoned the blouse to completely expose her breasts. My lips went directly to her nipples. She moaned a little as I sucked . The pot had stripped away all inhibitions for everyone in the room it seemed. I was feeling very good and I assumed my wife was having fun. The red head tugged at my trousers which I quickly removed along with my shorts. I tugged at her panties up under her dress to pull them down and off over her feet. Now her dress was pushed up around her waist. I had noticed several boxes of tissues placed around in appropriate places. The host didn’t want her furniture to get soiled. Also, I had noticed a box of condoms on the bar if anyone wanted to use them. I decided I would go bare with this red head. I glanced over to see the host with my wife’s dress up around her waist. The straps at the top of her dress were off her shoulders leaving her beasts exposed. He had moved his head down between her legs. She had one leg propped up on the back of the couch while the other leg was pulled up toward her head which gave him plenty of room to lick and slurp. I assumed she was enjoying it because she had her eyes closed and her hands were resting lightly on his head. I was still disappointed that another man had the beautiful hostess who I thought I would be paired with. However, the girl I was with was lightly moaning as I sucked on her nipples. I decided to get on my knees to get to her crotch. I licked up and down her slit and sucked on her clit. Her body was beginning to tremble and I assumed she was about to have an orgasm. She started bucking into my face as her body shook and sexually surged. It didn’t take much for her to have an orgasm. I was wondering if she was multi orgasmic. She was still breathing hard when she said, “Come up here and give it to me.” I moved up on her body to probe for her pussy. She aimed my cock and I pushed all the way in causing her to softly groan. I made a couple of back and forth movements. She had her eyes closed and I could see her face all squinched up in the throes of another orgasm. Her pussy was pulsating on my cock. Her lungs were gasping for air, then she slowly relaxed and felt lifeless to me. Had she gone to sleep or was she deep in sexual afterglow? I tried to kiss her without any response. I was beginning to worry a little before she finally opened her eyes. I made small movements and said, “I thought you had gone to sleep.” “No, I was slightly out of my mind drifting with pleasure. Sometimes I feel I am not even in the room when I have a good orgasm.” She began to pulsate on my cock. I really wanted to hold off until I could pair off with the hostess, but her pussy was so sexy I felt as if I wanted to cum right away. I started fucking her again causing her moan. I could feel her body underneath me beginning to surge as she bucked up to me. I could hardly believe she was having another orgasm this soon When she revived and opened her eyes again, she said, “I think I need another smoke.” When she got up, her dress fell back down her legs. I got up to look for my wife. She was still on the couch, but now Dave was on top of her. I could see his cock slowly thrusting back and forth in her pussy. Each time he drew back, her juices glistened on his cock. I also noticed his cock was bare without a condom. I then knew she was going to have a pussy full of cum. That is what I had hoped to give to the host’s beautiful sexy wife, but instead, the host was doing it to my wife. I looked for Diane, our hostess. She was just getting up from the bed where she had been with the single guy. Her dress was up around her waist. I got a glimpse of her nakedness just before her long dress dropped down to cover her legs as she got up. Now was my chance to team up with her. I still had my shirt on, but I walked off and left my trousers and shorts on the floor. I had a very hard erection prominently pointing in the direction I was walking since I had not cum as yet. My inhibitions had all left me and I was not embarrassed. I walked over to the hostess to say, “It’s nice to meet you again.” “Yes, I remember you. I think I see my husband on top of your wife. Help me see if there is still some smoke available for my guests.” I walked with her where she reached down behind the bar and laid some more up on the bar. She lighted one and took a deep drag, then passed it to me. I didn’t really need anymore, but I didn’t want to disappoint her in any way by refusing. She looked down to say, “Looks as if you are ready for action. Let’s find a comfy place.” We walked by my wife and Dave to sit on another plush couch. Dave had finished fucking her, but now another guy was leaning down to feel her breasts. I saw Dave get up and walk away to leave my wife with the other man. By now I had settled down on the couch with Diane. She said, “Let me pull my dress up so that you can eat me.” I was hoping to see her naked and taste her pussy. She laid down on the couch, propped her head up and watched me move in position. My first lick at her crotch told me the guy had cum in her pussy. She had tricked me into eating the other guy’s cum. Probably, it was a turn on for her. I gently licked, then sucked on her clit. She said, “lick my ass too.” I did as requested as she laid still to enjoy. I had done enough of that for her, now I wanted to bury my cock in her. She was practically naked because the straps of her dress were off her shoulders and down to her waist to expose her beautifully shaped breasts. Her breasts looked very perky. I kissed the nipples, then moved on up to kiss her mouth. All at once I was wonder what my wife was doing. Was she still on the other couch with the second man. I looked over to see that she was going down on his cock while he was fingering her pussy. As Diane and I were holding a long sexy kiss, she aimed my cock. I plunged all the way in her cum filled pussy. We broke the kiss and she groaned as I hit bottom. She said, “Wow! You have a big one. I like it. Now fuck me good.” I was willing to please her. She was so sexy the way her pussy clung on my cock as I pulled back for another plunge. I knew I couldn’t last long doing this and I wanted her to have an orgasm either before or when I did. I tried to get my mind off of the thrill I was having and decided to look toward my wife. My wife was still sucking the guy’s cock. I thought I could feel Diane approaching a climax with her body straining and she began to loudly moan. I couldn’t hold back anymore and exploded in her pussy. We both were in the throes of sexual bliss. When our bodies calmed down and our breathing came back to normal, she said, “I better get up to see if anyone needs anything. I’m still the hostess, you know.” She used some of the handy tissues to clean up a little, then got up to let the long dress fall down over her legs again. I was sorry to see so much beauty being covered up. I looked over to see my wife had finished sucking the guy off. As he got up to leave, I went over to sit by her. I asked, “Honey, are you having a good time.” “Yes, I seem to be doing alright. I’ve had sex with two guys already. No one else seems to be rushing over here for more sex.” I hugged her and lightly kissed her lips, then said, “As long as I’m sitting here, no one else is going to hit on you. I just wanted to see if you were having a good time. I’ll leave you alone to attract another guy if you want it that way.” She nodded in the affirmative and I left to talk to a nearly naked blond girl who was sitting on the bed by herself. I approached and said, “I danced with you earlier. Have you been having a good time?” “Yes, I always have a good time here. I haven’t seen you before tonight, have I?” “No, my wife are new to this game. We seem to like it. The music is still on, shall we dance?” I took her in my arms when she got up. We slowly shuffled around to the slow dreamy music while she laid her head on my shoulder. I danced by the couch where my wife had finished sex with two guys. Now another guy was sitting and kissing her. I noticed her dress was still up around her waist while her top was bare. The guy was playing with her breasts. She was popular enough to still attract someone after they had been with other girls. I mentioned to the girl in my arms, “That guy is now flirting with my wife.” She quickly said, “That’s my husband with her.” We both laughed. I danced the girl near another soft looking couch and sat down with her. She had worn a skirt and blouse to the party. The blouse had been discarded long ago, now I pulled up her skirt. Probably she had cum in her pussy, so I decided to fuck her. I had only cum once tonight even though I had been with two girls. My erection was ready, so I laid her back, propped one of her legs up on the side of the couch and pushed the other leg up toward her head. I rammed my cock in her pussy, then quickly realized I was getting sloppy seconds. Probably all the guys by now were getting sloppy seconds, or thirds. I fucked her for awhile until we both had orgasms. After I had finished fucking this blond, the guy with my wife had just finished fucking her. I noticed she was cleaning up with tissues while he was looking for his pants. My blond girl and I went over to talk to our spouses. We introduced ourselves again. Their names were Alice and Archie. I said, “I’ve noticed some of the guests are leaving. Do you live near here?” “No, we live about an hour’s drive from here. I’m not sure if it is safe for me to drive, so we may get a motel.” My wife spoke up, “We live just a short distance. Our kids are at their grandparent’s house tonight, why don’t you come home with us?” Alice spoke, “That’s very thoughtful of you, I’m all for it instead of a motel room.” We all dressed and said our goodbyes to the host and hostess. I told her I had a wonderful time at the party and that my private time with her was special. She invited us to come back to next month’s party. My wife went with Archie in his car to give directions to our house while Alice rode with me. Shortly we were home. My wife said, “I need a shower, I have streaks of dried cum on my legs and a few other places.” Alice responded, “I need one too.” I chimed in to say, “You’re not going to leave us guys out of the fun, we’ll take showers with you. We have two bathrooms.” My wife took Archie into the master bedroom while Alice accompanied me to the hall bathroom. Alice and I stripped off together and stepped in the shower. We soaped, kissed and rubbed our soapy bodies together. Even though I had cum twice this night, I was getting another erection while in the shower with this sexy girl I had just met for the first time. Swingers Delight After drying off, we walked naked in the master bedroom looking for some night clothes. I looked in the open bathroom door to see Archie and my wife rubbing towels on each other. Archie’s cock was slightly stiff. I thought my wife would give Alice a nighty, but Alice said she didn’t mind sleeping in the nude. We all decided to discard all night clothing. My wife mentioned we should have a night cap sitting up in bed. I made the drinks and served them in the bedroom. The girls were in the middle with the guys at the side next to our own wives We sat up without pulling the sheet up on our nakedness and talked about what had happened this night. The girls related their sexual experience and we two guys made comments about the sex we had. We all were tired and decided to get some sleep. It felt good to hug and go to sleep with my own wife, the girl I really loved. I woke up with the sun shining in the window. My mind quickly adjusted to the fact that all four of us were naked in the same bed. My brain sent signals down to awaken my cock to the situation. I began to get an erection, but first I had to urinate. The others were waking up, too, and we all went to use the two bathrooms. Once I was back in the bedroom, Alice and I got back in bed. My wife and Archie went to the kitchen to put the coffee pot on. By the time they returned to the bedroom, Alice was in my arms with my hands roaming her body and I had a very hard erection. Archie said, “That’s a good idea, Glenda, let’s get in bed, too. I felt refreshed and ready for action..” I rolled Alice up to sit on my cock. Once she had settled completely down on it, I looked over to see my wife with her legs spread and Archie was getting on top of her. I was in no hurry to cum because I wanted to enjoy the thrills Alice was giving me. She would raise up, then sit back down and pulsate on my cock. I softly said, “You really know what I like. I could do this all morning.” She smiled at me, then leaned down for a kiss, then raised back up to continue fucking me. I often glanced at Archie’s hips moving up and down to drive his cock in my wife’s pussy. Alice started faster movements and started having an orgasm. I wasn’t near one as yet as her body sexually spasmed and I could feel her pussy pulsating on my cock. She slumped forward to rest on my body. Once she had recovered, she sat up to gyrate on my cock to make me cum. I looked over to see Archie wildly driving his cock in my wife as both were groaning. My own orgasm came on strong and shot spurt after spurt in Alice. She kept gyrating on me as long as I was groaning and moaning along with the groans I heard from Archie and my wife. My wife finally said, “Archie, let me up and I’ll make some breakfast.” Both girls headed for the bathroom to clean up. My wife gave Alice a robe to wear while she retrieved another one for herself before they both went to the kitchen. I said to Archie, “Guess we should get out of bed, too. But first, I want to tell you how much I’ve enjoyed sex with your wife. She not only looks pretty and sex, but fantastic in bed.” He responded, “I too thinks she is great. We’ve swapped with several other couples and all the guys are very excited to have sex with her. Your wife is very sexy, too. Hopefully, we can meet with you again.” The girls had prepared a full breakfast with coffee. After breakfast we sat in the living room to sip more coffee. I said to our guests, “We have a swinging relationship with my brother and his wife. They are coming to our home next Saturday evening and we would like for you to join us.” Archie and Alice looked at each other for a response, then Archie said, “We’d be happy to meet them and join you next Saturday. Thank you for the invitation.” Kisses were in order as we bade them good bye when they left. I turned to my wife, took her in my arms to kiss her. We looked longingly into each others eyes with that loving look. We dearly loved each other. I said, “I’m looking forward to the party we’re having next Saturday night.” She responded, “I am too. Last night and this morning was fun. It’s nice to make new friends.” Swingers' Erotic Valentine's Dance This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * Debbie and Linda have sexy CFNM group sex fun at the swingers' Valentine's Day dance. My name is Debbie and I had a brief, lesbian fling with my best friend and roommate, Linda. We got drunk on champagne, after our boyfriends broke up with us just before Christmas. Feeling sorry for ourselves and, having a pity party, one thing led to another, when she was shaving my pussy, long story, and next thing we knew we were in bed together making out and going down on one another. Still best friends, we both regretted what we did the next day. Awkwardly uncomfortable then, we're over it now. "Even though you got me off, Linda, that will never happen again," I said with a giggle. "It was fun, at the time, Debbie," said Linda. "It was something we both needed. In the way you ate my pussy, you'd be my dream man, if only you had a cock," she said with a sexy laugh. Nonetheless, now that we had sex with one another and the lesbian experimentation was behind us, the brief lesbian experience reinforced that we both prefer men to women. Still roommates, still best friends, and still without boyfriends, not wanting to be alone on the special day of love and romance, we needed something fun to do on Valentine's Day. As we did over the Christmas holiday without having men in our lives, we didn't want to stay home Valentine's Day eating Godiva chocolates and binging on Ben and Jerry's ice cream, while moping over the two men that dumped us. Not worth another moment of our time to think about our lives without them, we wanted to forget about our ex-boyfriends and our failed relationships by going out and having some real fun on Valentine's Day. Only, alone and without a boyfriend to shower us with love, attention, affection, and gifts, what do two, hot, single, lonely women do on Valentine's Day? We could go to the mall and shop for sexy lingerie at Victoria Secrets, but without men in our lives to show them what we bought, buying lingerie wasn't as much fun. We could return home to visit our families and confront all the questions of what happened to our boyfriends, why aren't we married, and when can they expect us to give them grandchildren. We could go out to dinner and see a chick flick movie and return home to cry in our ice cream. We could go skiing, spend a fortune, get laid, and return home broke and depressed. Then, while surfing the Internet looking at porn, yes, women enjoy porn, too, as much as men, we saw the perfect thing to do to celebrate Valentine's Day, the Swingers' Erotic Valentine's Day Dance. Of course. Perfect. A swingers' dance is just the kind of fun that two, hot, single, lonely women need to make them feel wanted, lusted over, and desired, after being dumped by two losers, who didn't know what a good thing they had. Suddenly feeling a bit like Paris Hilton and Christina Ricci, only way better looking and much hotter, with the thoughts of all the erotic fun we could have at the dance, we were feeling wickedly sexy, teasingly uninhibited, and sexually excited. The dance cost one hundred dollars for couples and one hundred dollars for single men, but it is free for single women, for obvious reasons. We've been to a swingers' dance before; we attended the Halloween Masquerade Ball with our boyfriends. That dance was a real blast. Nearly everyone in costume and some of the costumes were erotically outrageous. We had the best time. Only, being accompanied and restricted by our boyfriends, especially if we saw a cute guy giving us the eye, unable to act upon our mutual interest, we didn't get in much trouble. This dance would be different. Our first time attending a swingers' dance unescorted, this is our first time attending a Swinger's Valentine's Day Dance. This time, we planned to let our hair down and go a little wild. We figured, if we don't meet a cute guy, even if we have to have feigned lesbian sex with one another, we'll put on a show in the hospitality suite later, after the dance, where all the hot stuff happens. We just wanted to party and have some sexy, erotic fun. The swingers' Valentine's Day Dance is a dance where everyone dresses up in celebration of the holiday. Most of the men and women wear something red or a combination of red and white, black and white, or red, black, and white. Always fun to play dress up, the red, white, and black colors are traditional Valentine's Day colors. As if they were just about to marry, as if they were about to renew their vows, we saw a woman wearing her wedding gown and holding a bouquet of red roses. Her husband was wearing a tuxedo complete with tails, white gloves, and a top hat with a red rose on his lapel. Making such an attractive couple, she was tall, blonde, and beautiful and he was dashingly handsome. Feeling as if I was already at the wedding reception, if they weren't at the swingers' Valentine dance, I'd think I was at their wedding. A man dressed as a priest, who was with a woman dressed as a nun, pronounced them man and wife in a mock wedding ceremony. With so many people getting divorced, it was one of those spoofs that you had to be there to get the full effect of the comedic irreverence of taking marriage vows that inevitably are always broken. Still, in the way they looked at one another and how attentive he was to her, they looked as if they were in love. "Do you, John, take Rose, to be your swinging wife, to have, while watching her having sex with other women and men, men who may be younger and have bigger cocks than you, from this day forward, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, to cherish, and to share with other women and men; from this day forward until death do you part." "I do." "Do you, Rose, take John, to be your swinging husband, to have, while he participates in threesomes, gangbangs, and circle jerks, with younger women who may be prettier than you, from this day forward, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, to cherish, and to share with other women, from this day forward, until death do you part." "I do." "I now pronounce swinging husband and wife. You may French kiss the bride, while fondling one another's genitals." As it's a lot of men's fantasies to have sex with another man's wife, I'm sure it's some man's fantasy to have sex with someone else's wife, while she's wearing her wedding gown. Perhaps, it was the fantasy of the woman wearing the gown to have sex with another man, other than her husband, while in her wedding dress. Maybe after all these years, in addition to fantasizing about her Honeymoon with her new husband, she fantasized about doing all the ushers, her brothers, friends of her husband, and even her father-in-law. Now, there she was in her wedding gown ready to fulfill her sexual fantasy by role playing and pretending. Later in the evening, while still wearing her wedding dress, we saw her in the orgy room having sexual intercourse with a man. Her husband sat in a chair at the side of the bed masturbating himself , while watching them having sex. The funny part of that public display of sexual passion and perversion is that her husband was sitting in the chair singing, as the woman was having an orgasm. "Here cums the bride. Here cums the bride." Seriously, who wouldn't just love to have sex with a woman wearing a bridal gown? How hot is that? Imagine not having to stop at her garter and lifting her wedding dress to her waist. A man who's not her husband can have the real piece of the wedding cake, along with all the frosting, while eating the bride. Then, with her sitting, imagine standing over her and reaching down the top of her white wedding dress to fondle her tits and finger her nipples, while she blows you. That's such a hot fantasy. So of like having sex with a perceived virgin, there's something about deflowering a woman dressed in white. "Maybe next year, I'll borrow someone's wedding dress to wear for me to experience that sexy scenario," I said to Linda. "Just don't let your mother see you wearing a wedding dress, Debbie," said Linda with a laugh. "Unaware you're going to a swingers' dance, she'll be telling all her friends that you're engaged and getting married, while picking out names for the grandchildren." Staying with the black and white motif, we saw the woman dressed as a nun again, the priest's wife. Of course, with her being at a swingers' dance, we didn't believe she was a real nun, but she looked real enough. Except for the makeup she was wearing, if I saw her outside, I'd think she was a nun. All in good fun, putting on quite the show, she walked around the hall frowning at the sordid sexual behavior of the swingers and blessing people, while praying for their lost souls. "You're all going to Hell for having sex with other people," she said with a sexy laugh. "You should only have sex to procreate." A man looking at her, as if she was his fantasy woman and as if she was Barbara Eden dressed as Jeannie, stopped her. "What's your name, Sister? I'd like to make a donation to your, ahem, poor box." "Sister Mary Benedict," I overheard her say. I nearly fell off my chair laughing and she gave me a smile, a wink, and a blessing. "My husband," she said pointing to the priest, "is Father O'Malley." A movie buff having watched so many old movies, when she said she was Sister Mary Benedict and her husband was father O'Malley, she brought to mind Ingrid Bergman dressed as a nun, while portraying Sister Mary Benedict, opposite Bing Crosby, as Father O'Malley, in the Bells of Saint Mary. C'mon, seriously, especially those guys who have attended parochial school, just as it's a long time masturbation fantasy, I bet most men are dying to know what nuns wear beneath their habits? Just as we saw the bride having sex, while her husband watched, we saw the nun being fucked doggie style by one man and blowing another. Meaning it more literally than figuratively, the man fucking her doggie style was the same man who stopped to ask her name and that wanted to make a donation to her, ahem, poor box. We saw a woman dressed as an Angel, all in white, resplendent with wings and a halo. Her husband was dressed as Satan, all in red with a black rose in his lapel. The Swingers' Erotic Valentine's Day Dance is where you'll find everything from brides, to nuns, to priests, to women dressed as Victoria Secret Angels wearing nothing more than shear, sexy underwear, halo, and wings, to Satan. Of course, it wouldn't be a Valentine's dance without little red riding hood making an appearance wearing her red cape with nothing underneath but crotchless panties and a shelf bra. There were Elvira and a Morticia, from the Addamms Family fame, look-a-likes. For those who enjoy having sex with celebrity look-a-likes, there were women dressed as Dolly Parton, Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera, Cher, and Madonna. Of course, the big, long enduring hit is always Marilyn Monroe wearing that flared white dress. Without doubt, we soon discovered that attending a swingers' dance on Valentine's Day is the best way to forget about the boyfriends who dumped us. Our ex-boyfriends are such dopes. Look at all the fun they're missing. Not only are we sexy, but we're erotically fun. Seriously, how many girlfriends would be willing to go to a swingers' dance with their boyfriends? Moreover, how many hot, single women would dare go to a swingers' dance unescorted? Now that we don't have our boyfriends with us in tow to rein us in, we can really have some sexy, erotic fun. Just before the dance, we went shopping. Linda bought a long, white, slinky gown and I bought the same gown, but in red. With her long, blonde hair and ruby red lips, looking more like a sexy nightgown than a dress and a dress that Carole Lombard would wear in a late 1930's movie opposite Clark Gable, she looked a bit like Christina Aguilera. In my red dress and complimenting dark hair, a few men told me that I'm a double for Angelina Jolie. As was our intention to flash men our tits accidentally on purpose, our dresses were cut low enough that if we weren't careful, we could have a wardrobe malfunction. 'Oops.' Damn, if we didn't. Gees, what are the odds of our tits being exposed like that again and again? If we weren't at a swingers' dance, constantly, accidentally on purpose, flashing our tits in that way, that would have been really embarrassing. The fact that we were at a swingers' dance, while having wardrobe malfunctions was really enticing, exiting, and erotic fun. If there's a place to tease, flirt, and be sensually spontaneous, sexually provocative, and erotically daring, this is it. Every time we danced together, without fail, there'd be men surrounding us wanting us to dance with them. Sure, we looked hot but there were a lot of equally as hot women at the dance, but most of them were with their husbands or boyfriends and most of them were restrained by their connection to their man. The difference with us was, we were alone, available, and unattached. We seemed to get the most attention because we were two, hot, sexy, single women on the prowl looking for action. Seriously, if you're a dancer and enjoy dancing at a club, up on stage, or even just watching Dancing With The Stars, you haven't danced until you've danced at a swingers party. Allowed to put your hands and mouth anywhere and everywhere, while dancing, we took dirty danced to the X-rated level. I can't tell you how many cocks I had rubbed up against me, especially when I started to dance sexy and my partner ran his hands from my breasts, down to my pussy, and across my ass. Just as I lost count of how many dancing partners I had, I lost count of how many men felt me up and how many cocks I felt. Between the laughing, the dancing, and the drinking, I was dizzy with men. Of course, we saved a fortune in lingerie by not wearing any. There was nothing beneath our dresses but skin, erotic passion, and sexual desire. "Fuck me, until it hurts," I whispered into the ears of some of the hot men who danced with me, while reaching down to fondle their cocks. Only, many of the men were with their wives and their girlfriends and once their women took one look at us, with us being so much hotter than they were, they pulled their man away and forbade them to go near us. It was as much fun for us to tease men than it was to actually have sex with them. We had a lot of offers to party later. Nearly everyone there had a private party in their rooms. Since our rooms were all located on the same floor, there was no chance of us bothering the other guests staying at the hotel. Moreover, being all on the same floor, allowed everyone to keep their doors open. After the dance, people walked from room to room looking for a hookup. We decided to wait and keep our options open. Even though we were at a swingers' dance, technically we weren't really swingers. Not wanting to stay home alone, we just wanted to have some sexy fun on Valentine's Day and who knows, if we meet a cute guy, we'd party with him. Sometimes it's just as much fun watching, as it is participating. Yet, if we found the right guys, we could be persuaded to be naughty and have a foursome. After the dance, the orgy rooms that open at midnight are the fun places to be. Jammed packed with people, the orgy suites are the last four rooms, two on each side at the end of the corridor. Most of the people who go there, just watch, which is what we were going to do, too, that is, until there was a hot guy giving all the women a striptease show. Just as if he was a stripper at a CFNM show, he was a tall, good looking, muscular blonde man gyrating his hips, while dancing to the music. It was so erotically hot to see a good looking, nearly naked man dancing. As if he was alone, as if he was The Who's Pinball Wizard playing on a pinball machine, instead of dancing in the orgy suite, feeling the beat in his head and sensing the rhythm with his body, most of the time he danced with his eyes closed. Once a crowd of drunken and horny women gathered around him, is when the real fun started. Cheering him on, there were women waving their panties and Linda and I would have been one of those women, had we been wearing panties. By his moves and Adonis like appearance, we figured he was a professional striptease dancer. Definitely he had the body and all the moves. So erotic in his motion, he made us and the other women watching him horny. As if he was the Pied Piper of the swingers' orgy room beckoning us with the motion of his body and dance moves, mesmerized by his gyrating hips, we all wanted him, while watching him. All the ladies took out their dollars and when he stripped down to his G-string, we all took a turn placing our money in his underwear, while feeling, grabbing, and groping his big cock. Finally, with him naked, he didn't have to ask for volunteers. The women were already on their knees surrounding him, just waiting for their turn to suck his condom covered cock and we were two of those women. Whether he turned to the left or the right, to the front or the back, there was a woman wanting for him to fill her open mouth with his erection. Every woman in attendance was a skilled cocksucker and they all prided themselves in showing off their cock sucking skills. As much of a show for the women to participate in this impromptu CFNM blowjob display, it was even hotter for the guys watching the women sucking this lucky man's cock. Oh, my God, it was so hot to have him put a hand to the back of my head and fuck my face in the way that he did. With the lighting in the rooms as dim as our inhibitions were diminished, to suck on the cock of a good looking stranger, something I'd never do in real life, was totally acceptable behavior in the orgy room, after a swingers' dance. Then, when he mounted me, lifted my dresses to my waist and lowered my top below my breasts, my gown looked more like a wide belt than a dress. Totally naked to all the eyes in the room, he did the same to Linda, before turning us in a 69 position. He took turns licking our pussies, while we sucked his cock. We gave all in attendance quite the show. That was fun, much better than sitting home alone eating ice cream. When we finished with him, we continued exploring the rest of the orgy suite. We saw a woman pulling a train and another woman on her knees having a circle jerk. About the only thing that is frowned upon at a swingers' dance is two men having sex. Occasionally you may see that, but it's a rarity and others will generally say something to the men that it's not allowed. Weird with everything else that goes on a swingers' dance that they'd draw the line at homosexual sex, especially when lesbian sex is not only welcomed but also encouraged. Bored with the orgy room, having seen and experienced enough, we walked along the corridor peeking in the rooms. Some people were just hanging out talking, then there were those who enjoy having others watch them having sex, but without fail, they all invited us in to have a drink. A way for us to forget about our reality and loneliness, yeah, hot women get lonely, too, we had a good time at the Swingers' Erotic Valentine's Day Dance. * Please don't forget to vote, make a comment, and/or add me and this story to your favorite lists. Thank you for reading my story.