0 comments/ 122694 views/ 6 favorites A Good Idea By: STaylor176 Scotts Story After fourteen years of marriage our sex life had gotten a bit stale. The same old thing, in the same old way. Nothing new, nothing exciting. I was in a desperate state of mind when I happened across a swinger's site one day while surfing the net. Here was an idea! Long lists of people that had found a way to combat the sexual doldrums that affected so many marriages. Could I watch my wife have sex with others? The answer was yes. An adamant yes! So I set about convincing Kate, my wife, that we should meet a couple and see if we too would like to indulge in the life style so glamorously portrayed in the writings of these beautiful people on this site. Kate did not receive the idea well. In point of fact she was resolute that we would never go outside our marriage for sexual pleasure. It took many conversations and taxed my ability of persuasion to finally convince her that just meeting a couple would hurt nothing. I assured her that my love for her would not be lessened by this activity, that I would love her more, in fact. That this may be a way to inject excitement back into our marriage. Saturday night was our "scheduled" sex night, and after our normal sex we lay in bed talking, and this was when we started down the path I am about to relate. I was ecstatic when she agreed to see some of these people, to chat with them over the net. We logged onto the site and filled out a profile, explaining that we were new to this life style and merely curious; promising nothing except an open mind. Soon we received a letter from a couple our age, early 40's, which welcomed us to the site. The picture that Greg and Ann had posted showed an attractive couple, she had long brown hair and beautiful brown eyes, with a wonderful body that was toned but shapely. Greg was a large man, with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. They were attracted to us, they said, due the differences in our appearances. Kate is slim and small with blonde hair and blue eyes, and I am also blonde with green eyes and a slim build. The chat between us was lively and enjoyable and lasted for over an hour. When we finally logged off Kate and I had sex again, something we hadn't done in a long time, and it was more passionate than it had been in years. This seemed to be a great idea. It was already showing returns, and just from conversation. The four of us chatted throughout the week, on line and then by phone. We meet for dinner the following Friday night at a small intimate restaurant. The wine flowed and the conversation was scintillating. Kate had been very nervous before going out, but she soon relaxed and enjoyed the night. I could tell she was excited and as soon we got home, we had sex. The first time we had made love not on a Saturday night in years. Yes, things were definitely looking up. The following day, Saturday, Ann called and asked Kate to go shopping with her, just the two of them. She wasn't sure she should go, but I convinced her to. I told her she deserved a little time to herself, and this would be a good chance to get to know Ann better. I was being selfish actually, I wanted them to get along, and I hoped Ann could talk Kate into becoming more intimate. Little did I know how persuasive Ann could be. With a kiss and a smile my wife left to meet Ann at her house and an afternoon of window shopping and girl talk. Kate's Story I went to Ann's house and picked her up for a day of shopping, and to tell the truth, a chance to quiz her on the "Life Style" as they put it. We had a wonderful day. Window shopping throughout the mall and chatting like we were old friends, instead of relative strangers. Ann had a marvelous way of shopping. We would walk through the mall for about a half-hour, then we go the little English Pub that was inside, and have a few drinks. We shopped and went back to our pub and shopped all day. As you can imagine, after three hours of shopping and drinking I had quite a buzz going. It was during our last rest stop, as Ann called them, that the conversation took a very erotic turn. We started to talk of sex and swinging and all the pleasure that we women could have. "You know, the life style is made for us." She said, "We get all the benefit, we are in charge, and they have to beg us to play." We giggled at the thought of our husbands begging us for sex. Although I was smiling and laughing, I was also getting a bit turned on. I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples start to harden at the thought of sex whenever I wanted, with whomever I wanted. I think Ann must have noticed as I caught her repeatedly looking at my breasts. It wasn't until we got up to leave that I noticed my nipples were very prominently poking out and easily visible. I saw Ann with a most devilish grin her face as we turned to leave. I should have been warned but I was naive then, and didn't know what she and Greg had planned for me that afternoon. We arrived back at Ann and Greg's' house in great spirits. She had me laughing all the way back with anecdotes and impressions. As we talked I noticed that she touched me more than I was used to. I had never thought of a woman in relation to sex before, but I will admit that every time Ann touched my skin it sent tingles and blots of electric like feelings rushing through my body. The sensations seem to center in my nipples and my rapidly moistening pussy. I accepted her invitation to go inside and settled myself on the couch waiting for a glass of wine. She came back and sat very close to me and started to talk to me in a most private and intimate manner. Her right hand was casually draped on the couch back and lightly resting on my left shoulder, as she gently played with my blonde hair. She told me how attractive and sexy she thought I was. She started to lean into me and dropped her left hand onto my bare thigh, and I was scared. I knew she was going to kiss me, and I didn't know what to do. Yes, I was wondering what it would be like, but I had never kissed a woman before. I didn't know if I could or if I should turn away. I could feel myself falling into her beautiful brown eyes, under the magical spell she was weaving around me. My body was trembling as she came closer and closer. I parted my lips and waited to feel her mouth on mine. That's when Greg walked into the room, destroying the spell that had been so carefully created. With a sigh of disappointment and a small moan of frustration I jumped back. I could feel the heat on my face from the blush that I knew had to be visible. Ann seemed to be very non-chalant about being almost caught kissing me. "Hey ladies. Enjoy your day? Spend all my money?" Greg asked smiling, all the while he was eyeing my chest and I knew he could see my nipples poking out. How could he miss them? They had never been so hard in my entire life. My mind was in a whirl. I had almost succumbed to the advances of another woman. I was not only going to allow her to kiss me; I had wanted her to. Greg joined us on the couch, sipped his glass of wine, and began to chat with us. We talked of nothing, just small talk. But all during the conversation one or the other was always touching me. Both of them caressing my body, but never in a too intimate place. The touching had the effect on my body that I know they desired. Goose bumps were running up and down my arm from Greg's fingers dancing from my elbow to shoulder Ann's fingertips were just barley touching my thighs; slowly sliding back and forth. I was getting dizzy as I turned my head from one to other to follow the conversation. Greg then totally surprised me. He pulled out and lit this big fat marijuana cigarette. It had been years since I had indulged but with a little coaxing I soon found myself taking a big drag of it. The smoke expanded in my lungs and my head began to spin even more. Soon we were all three giggling at nothing and everything. We were totally relaxed and enjoying the mood that had been created. My husband was no where in my mind, and nor was the way I had met these people, less than 24 hours earlier. That was when Ann took me by the hand and led me to their back patio. There sat a serene little hot tub tucked in a corner. I watched as Ann lit a few candles. The glow from the soft light reflecting off the water and was as inviting a scene as I had ever seen. "I don't have a suit.' I said. " Sorry Kate, no suits allowed," Ann said with a smile, "lets get in." And she started to strip. I stood and watched as she exposed her to body to my hungry eyes. Her brown skin softly glowed in the light. Her breasts were larger than mine with only small sag. Her nipples were darker than my mine, but not as hard mine were right then. My eyes slowly traveled down her body, the first time I had looked at another woman with lust in my heart. I noticed she had shaved her mons. I had never seen a shaved pussy before. I think that had I not had so much wine and pot I would have never got into that tub, but I had had just enough that I was lost in the moment. She slowly slipped into the water, smiled at me, and waited for me to join her. I slipped out of my clothes and joined her, stepping into the warm water with a small moan of contentment. Greg came in then, with three glasses of wine, and started to un-clothe in front of us. He looked me in the eye the entire time. His blue eyes trapped mine in a way that I had never been snared before. I could feel his eyes sear a path to my soul, and I shivered from the intensity of that look. I knew then that I was going to make love with this couple. Something I would never have considered a few days before. When we were all three in the tub both Greg and Ann moved close to me, pushing my body to where they wanted me. Greg was behind me, his hands on my shoulders, softly massaging my muscles. I felt the slight tension that was left melt under his marvelous touch. Ann moved to my front, caressing my face with her fingers. She moved my hair back behind my ears and slowly moved forward. Now she was going to kiss me, and there would be no saving interruption this time. Her lips met mine as soft as butterfly wings. They fluttered over my lips for a few seconds then pressed a touch harder. Her tongue touched my lips and I opened my mouth and felt it slowly touch mine. Our tongues danced together in a kiss more gentle but more erotic than any I had ever received before. Her hands slowly slid down from my face, touching my throat and settled on my breasts. When she started to kiss down my neck I leaned back into Greg's strong chest, and turned my face to meet his kiss. His mouth trapped mine in more insistent way than Ann had kissed me, his tongue pushed into my mouth, filling it. His lips crushed mine as Ann's lips trapped my left nipple in her mouth. Her teeth nipping it and pulling it. I was overwhelmed by the sensations these two wonderful lovers were creating, the soft touch of Ann and the more passionate touch of Greg. I moaned into Greg's mouth and pulled Ann's head tighter to my breast. I could feel those small currents of electricity race through my body again. I reached up and touched Ann's breasts sliding my hands around her flesh and taking her nipple between my fingers. I felt it harden under my touch, and heard her moan into my own hard nipple trapped between her teeth. I was strangely excited at knowing that I had pleased her with my touch. Greg began to kiss my neck and Ann moved up to kiss my mouth and our bodies melted together. I could feel the hard body of a man pressed against my back and the soft curves of a woman pressed against my front. My arms were trying to pull them both into me harder. Ann slid her hand down my body and slowly, oh so slowly, pressed it between my legs. She cupped my mound and started to slowly press and move against me. My legs were pulled apart as Greg pulled me onto his lap and pushed his legs between mine. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass cheeks. I was in a sexual heaven I didn't even know existed. My body and mind was reacting to the differences of my two new lovers. Greg's hard body and large hands pulling and tweaking my nipples, while Ann's soft body and small hands began to explore my wet pussy. I could do nothing then but enjoy the sensations this marvelous couple were creating. Ann's hand continued to press against my clit, and slowly slid her finger inside my body. I moaned into Greg's mouth as she pushed one then two fingers deep inside my wet pussy, slowly moving them in and out, all the while continuing to rub my clit with the heel of her hand. My mind was in a whirl and I was gone from rational thought, instead just reacting to the instinctive carnal lust that had been ignited in me. Greg whispered in my ear to sit up a bit and when I did Ann took his large cock in her hand and placed it at my opening. I looked her in the eye as I slowly sat back down on the hot rod of hard flesh that filled my pussy more than I had ever been filled before. I heard a loud gasp and then a groan of pure lust, and it was a few seconds before I realized that I had made those sounds. Ann smiled at me and moved forward to kiss me. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her with more passion than I had ever felt before. Greg started to move inside me, slowly sliding that wonderful cock in and out of my body. Ann slid her finger over my clit and then began to circle it. I leaned back into Greg's chest and let my self float on the sensations pulling me towards my first orgasm. Hands on my breasts tweaking my nipple and caressing my tit flesh, a mouth sucking a nipple, a hard cock fucking me, fingers rubbing my clit, a mouth on mine, the smell of Ann and Greg, I was in sensory overload, but it was about to intensify. Ann moved away from my grasp and I cried out to her, "No, don't move, Please." But she moved away and I opened my eyes to see her sitting on the edge of the hot tub, her legs open and waiting. Greg floated me up and toward her, never letting his cock leave my body. "But I …I don't know how…" I stammered, and Ann told me to relax, "Just do to me what you like done to you. You will do just fine." She placed her hands on my head and guided my face between her legs. I could smell her pussy now, a clean scent that was musky and sensual, and suddenly I wanted to taste her, to feel her pussy lips move for my lips and tongue, I wanted to make her feel good, like she had me made me feel. And then my mouth was on her, and I heard her moan out loud and I knew I was doing right. I started to lick and suck her pussy and she cried out encouragement, "Yes baby….oh yes, like that….suck my clit…oh,…oh baby you make me feel so good!" I was proud of myself for making her feel like I felt. I soon lost myself in her taste and scent. The first time I had pressed my mouth into the most intimate place of a woman. I kissed and licked and sucked her wet pussy flesh with a hunger I never knew I had, and I knew I would never go without this again. I knew that now that I had tasted this forbidden fruit, there would be no going back. When she came in my mouth I tasted her cum and it was wonderful. She moaned and gasped and pulled me tighter to her wet cunt, "Oh god…yes!…right there, fuck my pussy with your tongue...suck my clit…..Oh god….oh god…I'm cumming!!! Greg continued to fuck me from behind while I licked his wife's pussy as she moved from orgasm to orgasm. He grasped my hips and started to plunge his cock deep inside me, with an animal passion I had never felt before. His strokes in my body pushed me harder into Ann's pussy and I lunged back, showing him that I welcomed his savage fucking. His large cock touched places that had never been touched before, and I loved the feelings he was creating. When he reached down under me and started to rub my clit, I was lost. I felt a wave start to build deep inside my body and slowly, but with massive force move through my body, rushing from deep within me to spread over every inch of my skin, and then explode in my pussy and my mind. I felt myself jerking and moaning out as the most intense orgasm of my life shook me to the core of who I was. Then I felt his cock swell up even more and suddenly he was slamming into me and I could feel his dick pulsing as he pumped his cum deep in my womb. I lost control then and came again and again, I could hear a voice in the background crying out, "Fuck me….fuck me hard….cum for me…cum inside me…oh my god!....yes!! FUCK ME!!!!!!" And it was me, and then I was gone. When I came back and realized where I was and what had happened, I found myself in Ann's arms in the tub, as she lovingly kissed and stroked my face. Greg held me from behind and caressed my back. I smiled up at Ann and pulled her down to kiss her and then I kissed Greg. "That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt in my life." I couldn't believe the tears that were slowly trickling down my cheeks. Scotts Story Kay came home from shopping late and wouldn't talk to me much. She told me had had a wonderful day, and was tired. She went in and took a shower and went to bed, where I soon joined her. I tried to get her to tell me about the day, but she wouldn't. It wasn't until I tried to get her to make love to me that I knew something had happened. She was worried that I would be angry that she had had sex with Greg and Ann without me, but I understood. She confessed that it had been the greatest day of sex in her life, and that she would be enjoying Greg and Ann's company again. I was ecstatic and even more so when she told me we would be visiting them soon, as a couple. And that is the way we began to swing. I wish I had been there during Kay's first introduction to sex with others, but maybe it is best that I hadn't been. I have since been witness to my wonderful wife deep in the throes of passion with many lovers, and I wouldn't change a thing. We have the best of both lives. We are so much more loving with each other than we ever had been before, and our sex life has been taken to heights before unknown. A Good Idea at the Time I am not sure why I too the pill. I suppose that it seemed like a good idea at the time, or rather, it didn't, and I was done with good ideas. A full course load during my senior year of University was a good idea so that I would be ahead when I started graduate school in the fall. Coming home for spring break to rest and work on my senior thesis instead of heading to the beach with my roommate was also a good idea. I had been full of good ideas from a young age, and my life was showing the results. I was the first in my cohort, and a full scholarship to continue. I had given up the experimentation that most young adults pursue during college and in exchange I had delved deep into the world of psychology. There was little time for beer or parties when I had been given full access to the student labs. My weekends were spent with the professors. No, I wasn't in their beds, trying to raise my grades; I was sharing coffee and discussing the latest research in behavioral therapy. The last weekend of spring break my thesis was complete. I was at home, in an empty house, and had nothing to do. I had not experienced that sensation for at least four years. I called Hannah, my only friend from high school who had stayed in town. She had emailed me at the beginning of the break, asking to meet up if I had time. I hadn't, but suddenly I did. I decided that I would see what the wild blonde was up to. Of course she was up to the same things that she had been up to in high school; all night parties, and sleeping off hangovers the next morning. She invited me to tag along to the party that she was going to. The party was the classic spring break trash. By eleven the house that it was being held in smelled of beer sloshed on the floor and sweat from dancing bodies. Couples were making out in the corners. I was beginning to think that I would just go home, but realized that Hannah had driven and, sandwiched between two young men, she did not look like she would be leaving any time soon. I was debating calling my father's friend, Dan, to see if I could sleep over at his house. He lived two doors down from the party and was such a good family friend that the request would not be questioned. I was just about to head outside when a younger boy offered me a pill. "You look like you could use a little more fun," he said, opening up his fist to reveal a large blue pill. "I don't think I need that kind of fun," I rolled my eyes. "Sure you do. You've never done x before, have you?" "No, of course not." "Of course not!" he mocked me, "You're a psych major, aren't you?" "Yeah. Did Hannah tell you?" "Nope, I can just tell. The way you watch everyone. You are judging us. No, no, not in a bad way. Maybe judging is the wrong word. You are evaluating. You went off to the big city to learn about life, and I believe you did, sure. But you will learn more from one night with this pill than you learned all your time at college." "Yeah, right." He shrugged and closed his hand, "I was just offering." I reached my hand out and stopped him from turning away. "You know, wait. Thanks. I think I could use a little more fun." He smiled, "Right on!" He handed me the pill, and kissed my cheek, "Have fun, lady." I found a bottle of water and put the pill on my tongue. It was bitter and the water did not help to wash the flavor down. I became suddenly nervous as I waited for it to kick in. Sure, I had studied the effects of ecstasy. I knew what to expect. I had even seen my roommates come home still slightly high on it. It wasn't exactly a scary drug, but I had heard some horror stories. I realized that I knew no one at the party that I was at. I couldn't find Hannah and assumed that she had decided on one of the boys that she was with, or maybe both of them, and moved to a more secluded spot to increase the level of groping they were involved in. Young men just waiting to take advantage of young women surrounded me, and I had to get out of there. I made my way to the front door, and out of the house, and immediately felt better as the cool night air rushed in around me. My skin tingled and I realized that the pill must have been taking affect. Perhaps that was what had spurred my moment of panic. I felt the first waves of pleasure rush over me like the tiny bubbles at the head of a wave and I thought that maybe it hadn't been such a bad idea. But I had no desire to head back into that hot, crowded room when the night looked so beautiful. I remembered my earlier thought of going to Dan's house. He was a sweet guy, about ten years younger than my father. They met at the hospital where they both worked and immediately became good friends. Dan was a lot like the cool uncle of the family, and I thought that there was a good chance that he would still be awake on a Saturday night. He would know how to take care of a stupid college girl who had decided, in a moment of weakness, to fold to peer pressure, and most importantly he was not the type of man to judge me. I rang his doorbell and heard it echo through his empty house. A wave of disappointment rushed over me, surprising me with its strength. I didn't know what to do and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Then I heard the slight whisper of voices coming from his back yard. Of course the voices were not whispering, they just sounded like it. I grinned and headed through the gate at the side of his house. Dan was in his hot tub, with two other men. They each had a beer and were watching a basketball game on his large screen television. The whisper that I heard had actually been a cheer that had come when a basket had been made. I felt exposed and awkward. I didn't know what to stay, so I just stood there, until one of the men nudged Dan and nodded over to me. "Samantha?" Dan asked, "Is something wrong?" "I... I... I didn't know where to go," I said, feeling tears well up in my eyes. I felt foolish. Dan immediately hopped over the side of the hot tub and crossed the yard to stand in front of me. His skin was dripping and looked incredibly smooth. I had never noticed how well he kept his physique. "What happened?" "Dan, please don't be mad." "I won't be mad, just tell me." "I... took ecstasy." I hung my head in shame and a hot tear rolled down my cheek. The warmth of it felt great even through my shame. I waited for his disappointment to attack me. I waited for what felt like forever and he said nothing. Then, suddenly, he laughed. His laughter was big and rolling and it surrounded me, and I suddenly felt very happy. I giggled a bit. "You mean, you are high, right now?" "Yeah, I was at a party, but I got scared." "Aw, poor, baby! You shouldn't be scared. Ecstasy can be a very pleasurable thing. Come here, we'll take care of you." He opened his arms to me and I gave him a large, wet hug. I felt safe and secure in his arms and I laughed again. He led me over to the hot tub. "Bill, Chris, this is Tony's daughter, Samantha. She had a bit of a night, and now she's going to hang out with us. That okay?" They immediately knew that I was high. I am not sure if they had heard our conversation or if it was just kicking in so strongly that they could see it on my face. They looked completely friendly, and like the three of them had been having a pleasurable night. "Why don't you get in the hot tub with us?" Bill offered, "We are watching the game, still have half an hour to go." "Okay," I agreed. A hot tub sounded like it would feel amazing against my numbly chilled skin, "Dan, I didn't bring a swimsuit... um... do you have something I can wear?" Dan laughed again and my heart melted at his smile and kind eyes. "Sure, I can help you with that. Watch this." He reached towards me and, not taking his eyes off of mine, began unbuttoning my shirt. He pulled the shirt from my shoulders and my exposed skin felt wonderfully alive. I had an intense desire to kiss Dan, as he grinned down at me and released my bra from behind my back. My breasts fell out of their support and my nipples twinged with pleasure. I swallowed my desire to kiss him, remembering that it would be inappropriate. "There," Dan whispered when I was fully naked in front of the tub, "What do you think of that swimsuit?" I looked down and my eyes widened. "I think it is a fetching suit," Bill said. "Oh, me too, the latest fashion," Chris agreed. "Well, it is very comfortable," I admitted. "Well, then get in before you get cold." Dan and I entered the hot tub. The water enveloped me and I was pushed over an edge of pleasure that didn't feel possible. I groaned a bit and the men surrounding me laughed. "Samantha, we are going to take very good care of you tonight. Anything you want, just ask, okay?" Dan told me, "There is no reason to be scared or shy. Would you like a back rub? Those feel really good." "MMMmmhmmm," I agreed, my ability to speak floating away on the water. Dan maneuvered himself behind me and I could feel his strong hands on my skin, releasing pleasure from my muscles. My feet floated up and Chris took one while Bill took the other and began rubbing between my toes. I squealed and kicked my feet playfully and all three laughed. I laid my back against Dan's chest and nuzzled against his skin, pressing into him. He looked down at me with those always-understanding green eyes that I knew so well, and asked, "Samantha, do you want something?" I felt shy, but somehow knew that he would deny me nothing. "I want to kiss you," I admitted. "Of course," he said, as if the request was nowhere out of the ordinary. He bent down and covered my mouth with his. His lips were the softest thing that I even felt, and when his tongue probed against mine my body began to explode into a slow, rolling orgasm. He kissed harder into the release until I was floating beyond my body. He moved his lips off of mine and let me come back down. "How was that?" he asked warmly. "Amazing," I breathed, "Wow." I almost started to cry again, but this time from intense pleasure. I felt another orgasm welling up inside me, and cuddled down further to Dan's body. "You know, I think you need some water," Dan told me. "I am in an entire world of water," I countered. He laughed, "Yes you are, but you need some of that in you. We said we would take care of you. You should listen to us." "Okay." He handed me a bottle of water and I took a sip. My head cleared and I felt refreshed. I sighed. Yes, water was something that I needed. "And, as fun as the hot tub is, it might be too hot. Are you ready to go inside?" "Sure." "Chris, why don't you dry Samantha off while I go in and find her a robe?" Chris lifted me out of the tub. I hadn't realized how strong he was. He set me on my feet and took a towel to my skin. I expected more soft, sensual touch that Dan had given me, but Chris was playful with me, like he was toweling off a big dog, and soon we were both laughing and giggling. "I feel like a dog," I admitted to him. "Oh really? I don't think that dogs use towels," he countered, and licked my skin where he was drying. At that moment he happened to be down at my thighs, and I had a strong urge to push his tongue a few inches over to my steaming pussy. I ached for his tongue. "You know, I think that just makes me more wet," I told him. "Really? He breathed on my swollen lips, almost touching them, "How about that?" I giggled and before I could answer he scooped me up into his arms like a princess. "You're all dry. Ready to go in?" I nodded and he stepped very slowly, then faster, then he started spinning. He let go of my legs so that they spun out away from him and I squealed and clung to his neck. Then he slowed and my legs tangled around his waist. He very slowly pushed me up against the wall of the house and kissed me. His hands supported me from below my thighs and I found myself slowly grinding into him, melting between his large body and the wall. "Hey, you two! Get inside," Dan kidded, passing by us. Chris laughed and kissed my nose. He let me slip to the ground. "You okay walking the rest of the way?" he joked. "Yeah, walking feels great." I said as my feet fell on the shag carpet of Dan's living room. Dan and Bill were sitting in the plush couch of the living room, a beer in their hands. Bill handed Chris a beer as well. "Oh, do I get one?" I asked. "No," Dan said, "Besides, you don't really want a beer. You just want a taste. Bill, why don't you give her a taste?" "Sure, kid, come here," Bill agreed. He took a strong swig from his bottle and then pulled my mouth down to his. I rolled my tongue over his; feeling the bitter, sharp coldness of the beer. Dan was right; I didn't want one. "So, walking feels good?" Dan asked after I broke my kiss with Bill. "You know what would feel even better, I bet? Dancing. You want to dance a bit for us?" "Mmmm, sure, dancing sounds fun." Dan stood up and pressed play on his cd player. A slow, sensual song with a lot of bass came through his speakers and I felt my body falling into it, riding each beat just long enough to reach the next. I twisted slowly in front of the three men who sat, staring at me. I had never been much of a dancer, but from their faces I felt like they were enjoying my movement and my confidence grew. I approached Bill, teasing with my body, almost touching him, before I floated away again. I planned to tease Dan the same way but as I approached him he locked eyes with me and I melted against his will. I moved closer and closer until I was on top of him, straddling him. Even then I did not stop moving. My hips ground into him and I felt his cock grow hard against his sweatpants. My tongue licked up the side of his neck and I moaned. I was no longer dancing, but having sex with his clothed body. He pulled me back until he could reach my hard nipples with his tongue and licked quickly at first the left, then the right, sending me into another orgasm. My legs clenched around his, and I pushed hard against his cock as my body shook. Then he released my nipple and pulled me close to him. "You like how that feels?" he whispered. "Yes. Your body feels amazing." "You want that cock inside of you?" "Yes, please?" "Okay, but first, look over at Chris." I turned my head to the right. Chris had pulled his pants down and had his cock out. He was stroking it slowly as he watched me writhe on top of Dan. His cock was big, 8 inches at least. I wasn't a virgin, but I had only had one partner, and that had been a huge disappointment. Chris's cock intrigued me. "Doesn't it look delicious?" Dan whispered. "MMmmhmm," I giggled. "I bet you would make him really happy if you sucked it a bit for him." "Really?" "Yeah, look at him over there, all alone. You should do that for him." "Okay." I laughed. I slid off of Dan's lap and crawled the few feet over to Chris. I looked up into his beautiful, laughing blue eyes, and kissed his feet. I kissed his calves, feeling the hair tickle my tongue as I ran it up his leg. Then I kissed at his soft balls. I flicked my tongue and he groaned, settling back into the couch. I licked up his hard shaft, feeling his skin like tissue paper under the tip of my tongue. I tasted his salty pre-cum as I reached his head, and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked lightly, slowly and Chris groaned again. Oral sex had never been fun for me. I was always so concerned with making my boyfriend come that I never noticed how pleasurable it was to run my lips and tongue over his cock. With Chris I did not miss any of the pleasure. I ran my mouth down the side of his shaft, sucked at his soft balls, and then ran my lips back to the top, sucking as much as I could into my mouth. I became aware that someone had sat behind me. I wasn't sure if it was Dan or Bill, and at that point I didn't really care. He rubbed a hand up my back and around my side to pull at my nipples. I groaned and sucked harder at Chris as the pleasure brought me nearer to another orgasm. I felt another hand spread my legs apart and reach between them, towards my pussy. His fingers rubbed at my clit, and then pushed deep inside me. Feeling the pressure I had been aching for I exploded that threatening orgasm and managed to push my head all the way down to the base of Chris's cock so he could feel me groan. He pushed back into me and I pushed back into the hand working my pussy. But soon the hand was taken away and I could feel the head of a strong, pulsing cock replace it. I didn't think. I pushed back until I felt the head pop inside me, and continued pushing until there was nothing left to push against. I developed a slow rocking pattern, pushing up onto Chris's cock until I groaned and could go no further, and the pushing slowly back onto the cock behind me until I started shaking and could go no further. The two men let me work my rhythm, doing nothing to interrupt my pleasure and adding to it with strokes of their strong hands and their pleased moaning. After a while of the most intense, filling pleasure I ever thought possible I felt Chris begin to stiffen even more. His cock was pulsing and I knew that he was near cumming. I increased my rhythm, sucking harder on his cock, and pushing faster against his friend behind me. Finally he could take the warmth of my mouth no longer and pulled his strong fingers into my hair, tightening and quickening my pace to fit his own needs. I loved his sudden need for me and worked harder, trying to give him as much of myself as possible. I was rewarded with a hot, strong spurt of salty cum that exploded into my mouth. I slowed to suck every drop from his cock. "No, don't stop," Bill said from behind me, "I am so close." So I held the tip of Chris's cock in my lips while I bucked strongly against Bill's now pulsing cock until he grabbed my hips and rocked forward into me. After he came inside me I fell, exhausted and happy between the two panting men. After orgasming so many times I thought that I must be satisfied, and I was, but my mouth still played at their sweaty skin, seeking something more. "Baby, you think it is my turn?" Dan asked, from behind the group. I looked up at him and made eye contact. I wanted his lips and skin so badly. I could not understand how I had never noticed my attraction to this amazing man before. "Yes, please." I whispered. He took my hand and extracted me from the tangle of bodies. He scooped me up into his arms and carried me into the next room. "Was that fun?" "Yes, it felt so good to have your friend's cocks inside of me." "Good, I am glad that we could make you happy." He laid me on his thick bed and kissed my forehead. "But you did so much work. You made them really happy." "It didn't feel like work. I liked it." "That's good to hear. But now, I want you to lay back, and float away, and feel how good I want to make you feel." "Okay." I closed my eyes and felt his tongue move over my body. He moved down my neck to my breasts and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it lightly, until my body responded and then he gave more pressure until I was writhing under him, groaning and bucking my hips up. He spread my legs and shoved two fingers up into my pussy, holding them, warm and firm, inside of me. "Do you like that Samantha?" "Yes, Dan." "Anything that you want, anything that you need, you can tell me, and I will do it for you." He moved his fingers in and out a bit, just enough to make my back arch and my mouth to look for his. I kissed him hard and rocked against his hand until I orgasmed again and then fell, quivering against his blankets. "Do you want anything?" he whispered, his tongue flicking at my ear. A Good Idea at the Time "Yes." I moaned, near tears with desire. "What do you want?" "You." "You have me." "I want you inside me." "How?" "I want your cock inside me, fucking me. I want nothing more than feeling you against me and in me. Please." "Yes, baby." He removed his hand and slid his cock into its place. Very slowly, so that I could feel every inch, he entered me. I lay back and accepted him into me, pushing my hips up against his until he was all the way in. Then I opened my eyes and he was staring down at me with complete tenderness. His lips covered mine and I came, wrapping my pussy tight around his cock and I felt him groan into my mouth. Unable to resist, he finally started moving, slowly back and forth, never releasing my lips, driving me to yet another orgasm. He did not let me stop orgasming, pulling off just a bit and then driving harder into me again, faster and stronger until he was pounding into me, and with every thrust another roll of pleasure fell around us. Eventually I could take no more. I bucked my hips up into him and flipped his strong body over onto his back, and as I fell on top of him I was rewarded with his release. I felt his hard cock pump cum inside me, and collapsed onto his chest. He rolled to the side and tried to extract his cock from between my legs but I squeezed and held him there. "Don't," I pleaded. "Anything you say," he agreed, wrapping his arms around my exhausted body. I was satisfied. I had no desire to move, no desire for anything else. I began to fall asleep. "Thank you," I mumbled as I drifted off. "Any time Samantha, of course."