3 comments/ 135152 views/ 4 favorites Exploring Our Sexuality By: Enamored My wife, Kim, and I have always had a great sexual relationship, probably because Kim's attitude is that virtually anything goes between consenting adults. We have both logged in to various erotic story websites, and enjoyed many of the stories that we found there. The biggest complaint that Kim has with these stories is that either someone winds up playing a silly game and it goes further than anyone thought it would, or everybody gets drunk and fucks. Her comment on the drunks is that most of the men wouldn't be able to perform worth a damn if they got that sloshed. So it wasn't a real surprise to me when she decided to write her own erotic stories. She wrote a few stories and posted them, getting a reasonably good response, but she still wasn't happy with the way the stories were going. She did get quite aroused while she was writing them, and that resulted in very good sex. In fact I begin to encourage her to write more, because she often wanted to try things out before putting them in her stories. Kim actually got the most aroused when reading, or writing, stories in the swingers, group sex or threesomes categories. As we had never participated in any of these activities, she felt she couldn't really write a good story about something that she hadn't experienced. It frustrated her a bit, and she would start story after story, but not finish them. Finally, one night after we had watched a porn video, then made love, she got out of bed to use the toilet, and when she came back she told me that she thought we should try to experiment with swinging, or group sex, at least once, to see if we really were missing anything. I kind of hemmed and hawed a bit, and finally asked if she thought this was really a good idea. While it might give her a basis for her stories, I wasn't sure that it was all that necessary. "The thought of watching you with another woman has intrigued me for quite awhile. In fact while we were having sex, I kept imagining watching you having sex with another woman, and while I was doing that, someone else was fucking me." The discussion went on for several days, off and on, and we finally decided that we would try it. The question, of course, was now how do we try it. We decided to make a list of the people we knew that we would want to go to bed with. We sat down over a drink or two, Kim making up her list, and me mine. After we finished them, we exchanged lists, and when Kim had scanned my list quickly, she started laughing. "Well, I see I don't have a problem with you deciding to leave me for a woman with big boobs." "Huh?" "Not a single woman on this list has breasts any bigger than mine." Kim was right. "Well, you know I have always told you that I preferred yours." We went over the lists, combining them, and finally came up with three couples that we thought we would like to dally with. Kim then told me to let her set the stage for this, and I agreed. Mark and Mel A couple of weeks later, Kim called me at work and asked if I minded if we had Mel and Mark over for dinner on the following Friday. Of course I agreed, and didn't think anything more about it until I got home from work on Friday. Kim was already home, and as I walked in, she told me that I had about an hour to get showered and cleaned up before our dinner guests arrived. I had completely forgotten about the dinner, and was a little puzzled by the way she was dressed. Kim had on a red silk dress I had never seen. The dress fit like a glove, outlining her breasts, making clear that she hadn't bothered with a bra tonight. The dress was slit up both sides, nearly to her hips, so when she walked, it was clear that her legs did indeed go all the way up. "Is this a special occasion, or what? I don't remember you dressing up like this before, and certainly not like that." "Well, you might just get lucky tonight, and we could try out our new ideas." "With Mel and Mark? Just how do you propose to do this?" "I've kind of felt Mel out a bit over the last couple of weeks, and I think that she might go along with it. I have at least gotten her to think about it. I haven't actually proposed anything yet, just a bit of girl talk up to now. Just let me handle it tonight." Now while Kim is my idea of gorgeous, being petite, but perfectly shaped, Mel would catch any man's eye. She is tall, only about an inch shorter than I am, with long, long legs and breasts that seem as though they were sculpted. Mark is a little bigger than I am, and an extremely gentle man, and I would suppose that women would think he was good looking. Extremely intelligent, and a good talker, I have liked Mark since I first met him, although I was a little concerned that this might break up a good friendship. I said so. I guess I was starting to get cold feet. "No, it won't go to that point, let's just see what happens." I shrugged and went off to do as I was directed, returning just in time to set up the bar before Mel and Mark arrived. When Mel and Mark arrived, Mel seemed a little surprised by what Kim was wearing, as both Mel and Mark were wearing the kind of clothes that they normally wear when they come to our home. Mel was in a skirt, cut to just slightly above her knees, and a white blouse. Mark was just wearing slacks and a shirt, like I was. We did nothing out of the ordinary, having a drink before dinner, then wine with dinner – nothing we hadn't done numerous times before. When dinner was finished, Mel helped Kim clear the table, then we went into the living room to wait for the coffee that was brewing. We had been chatting about nothing in particular for a few moments, when Kim announced that she wanted to extend an invitation to Mark and Mel. Figuring what was coming, I cringed inside, but didn't say a word. "Mike and I have decided to try sexual relationships outside our marriage. We have also decided, because we like you both so much, that we would extend an offer to the two of you to join us in our experiment." At this point, Mel started to say something, but Kim held up her hand; "Please wait until I've gone through all of this before you respond. We have never done this before, and until the last few months, probably would not have considered it. Our marriage is quite sound, and this is not because our marriage is going sour. We simply want to experiment. If you decide to accept our offer, we would be extremely pleased that you did so. If you decide not to, we understand that also, and will absolutely not be offended. You don't even have to decide now, you can put the decision on hold until whenever it is that you decide that you do or do not want to participate in this. The big thing to remember is that we value your friendship, and would not want this invitation to affect it in any way. We will not ever ask you to explain yourselves, nor will we ever ask you again. We don't want to embarrass you or have you feel that we are trying to promote a lifestyle. Mike and I will go get the coffee ready now, and we will not say anything more about it, one way or the other unless one of you brings it up." As we rose to go into the kitchen, I was a little surprised that there was not a stunned look on either Mel's or Mark's face. Mark had a rather fixed smile on his face, and Mel was flushing a bit, but that was all. We went into the kitchen. As I was getting down the cups and saucers for coffee, and Kim was getting out a tray for the coffee pot, cream and sugar, I could hear whispers in the living room. I looked at Kim, and whispered, "Well, here goes nothing." She simply smiled at me, and continued with what she was doing. We were almost ready to bring the coffee out, when Mark and Mel came into the kitchen. I couldn't get a single impression from either of their faces, other than that neither of them looked grim, and they both actually looked rather friendly. Mel was the first to speak: "I thought you were up to something like this from all the comments you have made over the last couple of weeks. Those comments certainly were intriguing, and did set me wondering. Ultimately, we started talking about it, and decided that if you were really hinting at what I thought you were, we would go along with it. I really do think that I would like some brandy in my coffee before we go any further though." "Where do we go from here?" Mark said. Kim quickly responded, "Well, Mike gets some brandy for our coffee, then we go sit in the living room and talk about it. It isn't as though we were experts ourselves." I grabbed the bottle of brandy out of the liquor cabinet, and set it on the tray with the coffee. Kim lead the procession out into the living room, seating herself on the couch and patting the cushion beside her while she looked at Mark. I set the coffee tray down on the coffee table, and looked around to see where I should sit – I clearly hadn't thought this part out at all. Mel saved me – or at least I think she did. She pointed at the big armchair by the fireplace, and asked, "Why don't you sit there." I settled myself in the armchair, as Kim and Mel poured out the coffee and brandy. Mel passed out the filled cups, then came and seated herself on the arm of the chair that I was sitting in. "Okay, where do we go from here?" asked Mel. Kim replied, "We can do one, or more, of several things. We can simply start here, and finish upstairs in separate bedrooms. We can all fuck here. We can even split up with each 'new couple' going to a separate home, or any combination of these things. What would you like to do?" There was silence for a minute, then Mel said, "I think that, for the first time, I would like to be able to see Mark with you, and for him to see me with Mike. That way there can never be any question of going behind anyone's back. Besides, I would like to see Mark fuck you while I am being fucked by Mike." I started to interject, but Mark beat me to it: "If you have an appropriate porn video, I would think one would break the ice, so to speak, for everyone." We all agreed, and I turned on the television, and pawed through the various videos we have, finally selecting one that might be appropriate. It certainly did not apply to the present situation, but it at least dealt with 'group sex' without being completely bizarre. I turned away from starting the video, and saw that Kim had moved over extremely close to Mark, lifting a leg, and laying it over his legs as she snuggled up to him, her head on his shoulder. Mel was still sitting on the arm of the chair she had directed me to sit in, and as I sat down, she stood up. "Perhaps things ought to be made a little clearer - I'm available." she said, as she stood in front of me, hiked up her skirt, and slid her panties down and kicked them off. Then Mel straddled my legs, and leaned back against me so we could both see the television. I had a sudden thought: What if Mel didn't like what I did, what if she didn't like having being eaten, or sucking cock? "Before this goes too much further, I think we need to have some ground rules. What individual likes and dislikes are there?" Before I could say anything more, Mel straightened and interjected: "I would say anything goes but violence. We are all experimenting right now. What may have been true last week may not be what we want now." Mel emphasized this with a wiggle on my lap. Kim agreed, "While I haven't particularly enjoyed the taste of cum in the past, I see no reason to limit us in that regard. If Mark wants to cum in my mouth, he may. If Mark wants to fuck me in my ass, he may. However, if I decide that after a couple of times that I don't want to do that any more, then that is it, no pestering me to do it, and none of that business of, well she let me do it. These are all personal likes or dislikes." Mel agreed, and lay back against me, wiggling her hips once again. As we watched the video, I raised my hands to her breasts, cupping them, and playing with her nipples through her blouse and bra. After a few moments, I decided that this was being silly, and unbuttoned her blouse, which let me look down over her shoulder to her breasts, encased in a white, somewhat lacy bra. Looking down I suddenly realized the bra had a front clasp. With all caution thrown to the winds (I'm not sure why I should have been cautious, we were long past that) I unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts for me to cup them, and play with her nipples. I had caressed her breasts for a few more minutes, feeling her nipples getting harder and harder, when Mel sat up and simply removed her blouse and bra, saying, "These are in the way of a very nice feeling." As Mel lay back against me, I slid one hand down between her legs, which she promptly spread a little wider, allowing me completely free access to her nether lips. I looked over at Kim and Mark for the first time in quite awhile. Mark's shirt was off, and Kim's dress was down around her waist, her breasts pressing against Mark's chest as she kissed him. His hands were occupied underneath the bottom of her dress, and they were both oblivious to what we were doing. I think Mel noticed what they were doing, because she stood up, easing my hand out of her pussy, and pulled me to my feet. Once I was standing she unbuttoned my shirt, throwing it on top of her blouse and bra, then started unbuttoning her skirt. I followed with my pants and briefs, then as we both stood there completely naked, I realized just how pretty she was. Her breasts were very close to my dream, her nipples erect. Her public hair was trimmed for a bikini, but was also quite sparse, leaving her nether lips showing quite nicely. Her hair flowed down over her shoulders, and was clearly a match for her pubic hair. As I was giving Mel a through exam with my eyes, she was obviously doing the same with me. Her eyes roved down my body, stopping on my pelvic region for a moment before coming back up. "I would like to tease you until you come, then tease you again until you are ready for me to come in you." We embraced for a few moments, her breasts pressing against my chest, and my cock pulsing against her lower belly. Then, with both of us seemingly of the same mind we lowered ourselves to the rug, Mel on her back, with me propped up on one arm next to her. I saw her look over at Mark and Kim, and glanced that way myself. Kim had straddled Mark's head, and was just lowering her head to take him in her mouth. I watched for just long enough to see Kim actually take him in her mouth, and Mark pull her crotch toward his face, then turned back to Mel. "Do you like watching Kim playing with Mark?" "I think it is one of the more erotic things I have ever seen." I leaned over and kissed Mel, our tongues trading thrusts back and forth. I started letting my kisses trail down her neck as my hand and fingers moved gently over her thighs and mound. When I reached her breasts, I sucked her nipples into my mouth, one at a time, while my fingers entered her, curling up and rubbing the roof of her muscular sheath, which had become quite moist. I continued to suck and nibble on her nipples while my fingers invaded her, occasionally coming out to play with her clit before delving back into the depths. I finally decided that it was time for my mouth to move further south, as she was starting to make moaning noises. I let my tongue and lips caress her on the way to the juncture of her thighs, finally arriving to find her trying to raise her hips up toward my mouth. I blew gently across her very moist pussy, then lowered my head and sucked her clit into my mouth, and gave it the same treatment I had been giving her nipples, all the time keeping my fingers moving around inside of her – sometimes sliding in and out of her, other times stroking the roof of her vagina. Mel's hips started moving even more frantically, giving me trouble in keeping my mouth in place, when suddenly she came. I could feel a small warm flood come over my fingers, and loud noises – they couldn't be called words – from her mouth. I kept going until she was begging me to stop, and to come to her. I sat up, smiled at her, and told her, "No, I won't yet. You get to rest a minute, then I am going to bring you right back up to the edge again before I enter you." After a minute or two I started to let my fingers trail very lightly along her inner thighs, as I leaned down to kiss her. I repeated my earlier performance, kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples, finally inserting my fingers into her as my mouth headed back to that wonderful pussy. As I started to suck on her clit again, I felt her hand grasp my cock and guide it into her mouth. We lay in a sort of sideways 69 position, although Mel was still primarily on her back as we enjoyed mutual oral sex. Her hips started that frantic movement again, and her play on my cock suffered a bit, as her attentions were obviously primarily on herself. Despite the lessened attentions, I found myself getting very close to reaching a climax, and told her so. She immediately released me from her mouth and announced that she wanted me to come in her. I waited for a few moments to let myself wind down at bit, but continued to lick and suck at her clit until she was actively pulling at me, trying to get me to turn around. I finally sat up and reversed myself, positioning myself between her legs, which Mel had so obligingly spread widely apart, lifting her knees up toward her chest as she did so. I moved closer, centering my cock on her waiting pussy, letting the tip of my cock just touch the entrance to her pussy. Mel grasped me, and pulled me toward her, and I eased into the waiting depths, as Mel first spread her legs even wider, then wrapped them around my waist. I glanced over at Mark and Kim, and saw that Kim had mounted Mark, and was fucking him with all her might, while she leaned over and let her breasts graze his chest. The warm, moist silkiness of Mel's pussy then got my entire attention, and I could have cared less about what anyone else was doing. As I set up a rhythm of thrusting into Mel, then pulling back, I saw Mel's head begin to whip back and forth, and heard an entire series of "Oh, oh, oh" from Kim. Mark was repeating, "Oh Jesus, oh God, I'm coming" over and over. I couldn't hold it back any longer, and as I spurted into Mel, she frantically thrust her hips at me as I felt that same little warm flood cover my cock. I lay on top of Mel, completely spent, trying to keep my weight off her by holding myself up on my elbows, but not wanting to withdraw just yet. We lay like that for several minutes while we both recovered, then I raised myself up enough to completely withdraw and lay back down beside her with my head on her breast. I don't know how long we laid like that, but I finally rolled completely off of her and just lay there on the rug letting my heart beat finally slow down to normal. Kim and Mel got up about the same time, heading for the bathroom to clean up, while Mark and I just lay there. When they returned, Kim asked, "Well, that was more than just wonderful, but where do we go from here?" Mel's response was, "I would like to fuck Mike one more time tonight, if I can get him up again. I suspect that the best way to do that would be to let him rest for a while, then start in again. By that time it will probably be pretty late, so it might be best if we stayed the night, unless that is a problem for you." "Not a problem with us, and I would like to try Mark again, and see just how long I can make him wait before he comes. Mike, why don't you and Mel take our bed, and Mark and I will take the guest room." We talked a bit further after agreeing that Mark and Mel would spend the night. From what was said, some implicitly and some explicitly, we all wanted to do this again, and thought that this would add a significant amount of spice to our sex lives. Coffee and brandy having been served all around, we finished our coffee, and I stood up, grasped Mel's hand and headed for the stairs, with Mark and Kim following fairly closely behind. Exploring Our Sexuality As I led Mel into the bedroom, Kim called out, "Don't close the door, I think I would like to hear you." I nodded and left the door wide open as Kim led Mark into the bedroom across the hall. I pulled back the covers and climbed into bed, as Mel headed for the bathroom. Moments later she came back with a warm washcloth. "I suspect that this will help you to arise to the occasion," she said, as she first licked my cock a bit, then applied the warm cloth to it. She was right; I felt that I was beginning to feel like I could, just possibly, return to the pleasures of her body. Mel settled into some serious cock sucking, and after a moment, I pulled her legs toward my head, and she settled into a full-fledged 69 position. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and begin the best imitation I could on her clit of what she was doing to my cock. The fingers of one hand were in her pussy, and I took the other hand and inserted my index finger into her rectum. Mel seemed to love this, as she moaned around my cock, seeming to be torn between pressing her groin onto my mouth and raising her hips so my finger would go further into her rectum. I slowly slid my finger as far as it would go into her ass, wiggling it back and forth just as I was doing with my other fingers in her pussy. I heard her gasp, then felt myself getting ready to release again. I pulled back enough to tell her I was ready to cum, and heard a muffled "Do it," in reply, her hand increasing it's movement on my cock while her tongue swirled on the head of my cock.. Alternating thrusts with my fingers as best I could, I finally couldn't hold back any longer, and the dam burst; I spurted into her mouth, and almost instantly I tasted her own answering flood. We both quivered, arching our hips up toward the waiting mouths until we had completely expended ourselves. Eventually we separated, and rolled apart. After a few minutes, we got up, cleaned ourselves off and got back into bed, snuggling up together as though we were long time lovers, and drifted off to sleep. The next morning I woke up before Mel did, a little groggy, and a little surprised to find that the woman I had been embracing in my sleep was not Kim, but Mel. I snuggled up behind her, my morning erection pressing into the crack of her ass, as I caressed her breasts. She moved back against me rather nicely, wiggling as she did so, until my penis was captured nicely between the cheeks of her ass. "I'm not ready for anal sex right now. I have never done it because Mark thinks it is dirty, but I would like to try that sometime when I am in the mood for it.. How about just a quickie this morning?" The pulsing of my cock gave her all the answer she needed, and she turned over, straddled me, and started to guide me into her. She wasn't moist at all, but a few moments of sliding my penis around her entrance got the needed moisture, and we had that quickie she had offered. I came rather quickly, and we nestled rather quietly for a bit, then we both decided that we should get up, shower and face the day. We shared the shower, washing each other until we both were at least a little bit aroused, but not enough to go back for another session. We simply threw on a couple of robes, and went downstairs to the kitchen. Kim and Mark were still in the guest room, so we started breakfast. The smell of bacon cooking brought them down soon enough, and we sat around the table, eating and talking over the previous night's happenings. We essentially decided that we all wanted to do this again, but that it shouldn't be every weekend. We should save it for somewhat special occasions – such as the moon setting or rising, in other words, probably every three or four weeks.. "Mark, I know that you think that anal sex is dirty, but I would like to try that with Mike. I have always wanted to try it, just to see what it feels like. If you don't mind, and Mike doesn't mind, I would like to try that next time." Mark looked a little perturbed, but simply agreed with a nod. Kim said, "Mike really likes it, but it just isn't my thing, at least not very often. We've tried it a several times, and sometimes I can get off on it, but I really prefer him in my pussy, not my ass. Maybe you can give him something that I really don't care about that much, and I can give Mark something that you don't care for and he does." The discussion continued over breakfast, until we finally went upstairs and dressed for the day. Mark and Mel left, amid many kisses and caresses, with promises to return, and Kim and I cleaned up the house for another day. Leilani and Karl It was a week or two later, that Kim broached the subject of swinging again. She wanted to invite Leilani ('Lani') and Karl over for drinks and dinner with the idea that we would try the same thing with them that we had with Mel and Mark. I immediately agreed, and we started off on our second adventure. Lani is an extremely small, pretty, vivacious Hawaiian woman, maybe 5' 1" if she really stretches. I really have a thing for small women, and Lani really was quite close to my ideal. Karl was about my height, perhaps a little taller, fairly quiet, and seemed to be a bit on the conservative side, although he could be quite a bit of fun to be around when he got to know you enough to relax a bit. Kim set up the dinner at our house for the following Friday, and I was anxiously awaiting the day. Kim kept teasing me all week, saying that all I wanted to eat on Friday was Lani, and that I could care less about what else was served. She was also "preparing" Lani for the coming discussion. Friday finally rolled around, and our guests arrived. We did the same things to start with that we had with Mel and Mark; drinks before dinner, wine with dinner, and coffee or after dinner drinks for those who wanted them. As before, Kim started off with what was basically the same invitation that we had given Mel and Mark. When she finished, we got up to leave and give them a bit of privacy. Lani was looking a bit excited, but Karl looked as though he had on his stubborn face. Karl broke in, "I don't think that is something that we want to do. The thought of my wife with someone else is not something that I want to think about." Karl was looking at us, and I don't think that he saw the dirty look that Lani sent him when he made this pronouncement. I chimed in, "Then that is not a problem, and we won't bring it up again." We offered more coffee around, but the mood for the evening had been broken, and they left about 30 minutes later. The next morning, the phone rang, and Kim answered and said, "Oh, hi Lani." There were periods of silences, punctuated with the various affirmative noises people make on the phone when they are listening to a rather long speech. Finally Kim said, "That sounds wonderful, we can be ready at three." They spoke a bit longer, and then Kim hung up and laughed. "That was Lani, and apparently she was really pissed at Karl last night, making the decision without even letting her get in a word edgewise. They had a fight about it on the way home, and she told him that it was her body, and she would damn well do what she wanted to with it. Apparently Karl's thing is that he felt it would be okay if he slept with me, but it wouldn't be okay if Lani slept with you. That really set Lani off. In any event she told him that she was not going to be controlled by him and that if she decided she wanted to fuck you, she would and the hell with him. Apparently Karl has a bit of a problem wanting to control Lani. I'm not really sure she would have decided to go along with us if she had been given any say in the matter, but now she is bound and determined to do it. Karl finally gave in early this morning. What she has set up is that you are to go over to their house, arriving at 3:00, and Karl will come over here at the same time. We get to play in the afternoon, then go over to Lani and Karl's for dinner, and a group get-together afterwards, assuming that things work out this afternoon. It looks like you get to have a mid-afternoon snack of Lani, and I get to see if Karl is really that stoic in bed." At 3:00 I knocked on Lani's door, and the door opened to let me in. Lani was behind the door wearing what appeared to be a sarong, just long enough to cover her from the tops of her breasts to just below her hips. She closed the door and said, "I believe you might have something for me this afternoon." She reached up on tiptoe, kissed me on the cheek, then twirled in front of me, asking if I liked her outfit. "I absolutely love the wrapping, but I think I will like what is inside even more." Lani giggled a bit, grasped my hand and led me down the hall toward the bedroom. The bed was already turned down, with some soft jazz playing in the background. Lani turned, reached up and pulled my head down so she could kiss me. Her mouth opened immediately and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. My hands ran over her firm body, caressing her buttocks and running up and down her sides. Lani broke away, saying, "I have been so excited about this ever since this morning that I swear I could come right now." She quickly undid the tuck thing that she had kept the sarong on with, and it fell to the floor, showing me that she was just as pretty nude as I could possibly have imagined. I kicked off my loafers and started to unbutton my shirt. Lani immediately undid the belt on my pants, lowering them to the floor where I got out of them as fast as I could. She then pulled my briefs off, freeing my erection, which almost hit her in the face as she was sliding my briefs off. She put her hand around my cock, pulling it to her mouth, then took my head into her mouth, licking and sucking on it for just a moment or two. She released me and stood up saying, "I want to fuck right now. I don't want any foreplay, I simply want you inside me." With that she scrambled onto the bed, laying down on her back in the center of the bed. I followed her as quickly as I could while she urged me to fuck her. She was absolutely right. As she guided me into her, I could feel that she was absolutely ready and my cock slipped easily into her very tight little pussy. I don't think that I had made two strokes into her before she almost screamed and I could feel her pussy clamping down on me as she climaxed. I continued to fuck her and as I was getting closer to coming myself, she cried out again with her second orgasm. It was too much for me, and I pumped everything I had into her, feeling as though I would never stop. We collapsed together on the bed, and Lani said, "That was fantastic. I have never come like that before – it must have been all the anticipation." We lay together for awhile, then Lani got up and went into the bathroom, coming back a few minutes later to sit cross-legged on the bed beside me. We talked about various things for the next hour or so, the talk eventually turning to sex. "Think you might be ready for another go-around now?" "Probably, but I suspect that you will have to help me along, at least at first. But before we get started, tell me what your likes and dislikes are." "Of course it depends on the day, or my mood, but oral sex is usually high on my list, positions are highly dependent on my mood. Sometimes I like sex all in a rush like we did this afternoon; sometimes I like it slow and gentle. I'm not at all into pain. Light bondage can be quite erotic at times. How about yourself?" "Almost anything goes except pain. When Kim and I tried swapping the first time, everybody agreed that as we were experimenting, we might as well experiment with everything." "Sounds reasonable to me. Karl has always wanted to try anal sex, but I wouldn't let him. I've always been afraid that it would hurt too much." With that, Lani leaned over and stroked my balls, letting her nails gently bring tingles of delight to me. She stroked my cock with her hand as her breath drifted gently across my groin. I could feel myself responding already, and asked her to position herself so I could eat her. Lani didn't say a word; just put her knees on each side of my shoulders, and lowered her pussy to my waiting mouth. I spread her lips, blew gently across her clit, and started to lick her. In a few minutes I shifted my tongue's attention to her clit, while I inserted two fingers into her, stroking the inside of her vagina with my fingertips. Lani begin to moan a bit around my cock, and I swung my other hand up so that I could caress her buttocks, running my finger down the crack of her ass, as lightly as I could. I continued to suck on her clit, and decided to see if Lani was at all responsive to anal stimulation. Not stopping either my mouth or the fingers in her pussy, I slipped my other hand down until I could moisten a finger in her juices. Trailing my hand back up, I circled her anus with my finger, and could feel her stiffen a bit, but she neither said anything, nor stopped with her attentions on me. Emboldened, I gently slipped my finger inside her ass, not far, perhaps just to the first joint, where I begin to move it around a bit, sliding it in and out just a bit. Lani held still for several moments, with my cock still in her mouth as she apparently adjusted to the new sensations, then she resumed her attentions on my cock. I begin to alternate my fingers, sliding the ones in her pussy out as I slid the finger in her ass in a little further, then reversing the process. I could feel Lani begin to make little noises, as she licked my cock. Finally she reached around behind her with one hand, grasped the hand that was playing with her ass, and pushed it more toward her. I pushed my finger into her as far as it would go, and she almost immediately said, "That's it, that's it." I continued my ministrations, and could feel her tensing up. She took me out of her mouth, scrambled away from my invading fingers, and in what seemed like just a second or two was lowering herself onto me. It was almost a repeat of our earlier fuck. She didn't climax quite as soon this time, and as soon as she did, I turned her over on her back so that I could control my thrusts better.. We both came again, and when I looked at Lani, she had a rather glazed look in her eyes. I actually dozed off for what must have been 30 minutes, perhaps more. Lani shook me awake, and told me that we needed to get cleaned up and dressed so we would be ready when Kim and Karl got there. We showered together, our hands exploring each other's bodies, then got dressed. Lani put her sarong back on, and I put on my pants and shirt, but I didn't bother with briefs or my shoes and socks. Lani started the dinner preparations, and I pulled up a stool at their breakfast bar and talked with her, helping out as I could. Dinner was in the oven, and I had made the two of us a drink, when the front door opened, Kim walked in, pretending to walk bowlegged. "My God Lani, how in the world does a tiny thing like you get him inside you? I feel like I was absolutely stuffed." Karl came in behind her, a little red in the face, and looking a bit sheepish. "Now you know why I have never let Karl have anal sex. I'm afraid that it would be more than just a little bit painful." Lani walked over and gave Karl a big kiss. "I hope you enjoyed fucking Kim, because she certainly seems to have enjoyed you." "I sure hope he did too. My God, he had me three times. If he didn't enjoy it, I'm not sure I would want to be the woman he did enjoy it with. I couldn't walk for a week." Karl turned even redder, and said, "Of course I did. I would even like to take you again." Lani laughed, and told Karl that he had to wait until after dinner. Kim came over and kissed me, whispering in my ear, "He's not that big, just a little bigger around. I thought that he needed some real encouragement, which seemed to make all the difference in the world. He was very stiff when he first got there." Dinner continued along the same vein, talk revolving around sex. Lani told Kim, while Karl was in the bathroom, how she had come twice for the first time in her life. Lani also told Karl that she had discovered that she really enjoyed having her ass played with, and perhaps he could at least do that. Karl perked right up at that, and looked like he wanted to go try that out immediately. Kim told him that he would have to wait for Lani until we went home, but if that was what he would like to do, he was welcome to try it out on her as well. Karl leaned over and kissed her, then Lani, running his hand down the curve of Kim's ass all the while. Lani excused herself to clear the table and bring out dessert, Kim jumping up to help. While they were in the kitchen I could hear whispers and giggles going on, then the two of them came back out into the dining room. Lani had unwrapped her sarong, rewrapping it around her waist so she was bare breasted. Kim had simply taken off her blouse. The two of them had smeared a little chocolate sauce around each nipple, with a tiny dab of whipped cream on top of that. Kim strode over to Karl, arching her back and presenting a breast for him to clean off, while Lani did the same to me. We finished our respective desserts, and Kim told Karl to strip, then sit back down on the chair. Lani indicated that I should do the same. We both had full erections, and I could see that Kim was right, Karl was a little thicker around than I was, but you would have to really look closely to see the difference. Lani disappeared into the kitchen for a moment, returning with an open can of chocolate sauce and a can of whipped cream. Using a basting brush, she gently painted a good portion of my cock with the chocolate, handed the brush to Kim, then sprayed a little of the whipped cream on the head of my cock. "Time for my dessert." Lani evoked the most exquisite feelings in my cock as she licked and sucked the chocolate off. I looked over at Kim and could see her head bobbing up and down as she fucked Karl with her mouth. I could feel myself heading rapidly toward a climax and told Lani so. She immediately stopped, sitting back and saying, "I want you in me, I know you haven't come in my mouth yet, but I want to feel you come in me." Kim had also stopped, and Karl was playing with her tits, tweaking her nipples to make them stand out. "Where do we want to go? The dining room, while appropriately named for some activities, is not where I want to fuck." "I want Karl to see me fuck Mike. That means either the living room or our bed. The bed might just be a bit too crowded, so I think the living room is best." Karl and Kim took the couch, and Lani and I tossed a few cushions out on the floor before we laid down on them. I kissed Lani, letting my hands explore the beautiful lithe body that I had enjoyed so much that afternoon. Suddenly I got an idea. "Do you have a vibrator?" Puzzled, Lani nodded. "Go get it, and a little bit of oil." The light dawned on Lani, and she immediately bounced up and down the hall, returning a minute later with a vibrator and a jar of Vaseline, which I put up by my head. She lay back down with me, and before long we had returned to what seemed likely to become our favorite position, 69. I continued to lick her, while I opened the Vaseline jar, and spread a good bit of the stuff on the head of the vibrator. Taking the vibrator, I spread her checks and rubbed the head of the vibrator lightly around her anus, then inserting it a little bit at a time into her. Lani started to push back against the vibrator, and I eased even more of it in, until I had the whole damn thing virtually all the way in. I just left it there for a bit, while I finger fucked Lani. Finally I started to slide the vibrator in and out of her ass, and I could feel Lani clenching her vaginal muscles on my fingers. She was concentrating so much on herself that she had let me cock fall out of her mouth and was just laying there with her head in my crotch. Every so often she would seem to remember my cock, and would lick it, but primarily she was more interested in what was happening to her. Exploring Our Sexuality I finally flicked the little switch on the back of the vibrator, turning it on, and the effect was electrifying. Lani came almost immediately, and didn't seem to want to stop coming. Her juices flooded my mouth, her muscles clamping my hands in place. She had cried out as her climax first struck, and continued to, only the volume trailing off. Finally she seemed to have finished and I started to remove the vibrator. "No you don't, just fuck me with that in there." I slipped into Lani's warm and waiting pussy, and could immediately feel the vibrations coming through the walls of her vagina. I glanced up and could see Kim and Karl staring at us while Karl pumped rapidly into Kim. Lani started her cries again, and I paid no more attention to anything other than the grasping, vibrating vagina wrapped around my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer, burying myself into Lani as deeply as I could while I just spurted into her. I slowly withdrew, but before I lay down, I gently removed the vibrator from Lani's ass. As I did, I heard Karl grunting, then "Oh shit, I'm coming, I'm coming." I looked over to see Kim thrusting herself up at Karl as he buried himself in her. There was nothing but heavy breathing for quite awhile, then Kim rolled off the couch. I've got to clean myself up or you will have stains all over your sofa. Lani moaned a bit, but got up and headed toward the bathroom herself. When the two of them got back, I asked, "Okay folks, what now?" Karl said he would be ready to go again in about an hour, but Kim declined. "You've had me four times today, and I need to go home and get some rest. Maybe you can get Lani more interested if you investigate the uses of the vibrator." Lani flushed and agreed. Kim and I got dressed, kissed everyone good night, and got in our car for the drive home. "I hope you don't mind that I played up to Karl a bit. He was so stiff and uncomfortable I felt I had to do something or all I was going to get was a robot poking me." "I didn't mind. How was he as a fuck?" "He isn't that good. He has tremendous recuperative powers, though. You would have thought he was a teenager getting his very first sexual experience. He really doesn't pay as much attention to his partner as he should, or at least as much as I would like. You are much better, and Mark isn't far behind you. Karl has a long way to go. How's Lani?" "Lani is great, being so small, she is quite tight, and she has these multiple orgasms when she simply clamps down on me. I would really like to know how she does that." We continued talking until we got home, climbed into bed, and were simply to tired to even attempt making love ourselves. Tom and Jenny We had a second session with Mel and Mark a couple of weeks later, and I was able to introduce her to the joys of anal sex. Mel told me that it was interesting, but not something that she would like as a constant. Mark seemed a bit relieved when she told him that. A week or two after that, Kim managed to set up another dinner with Tom and Jenny. They are both tall, Jenny being an inch or so taller than I am, and Tom even taller. Jenny is quite slim; with long legs that are accentuated by the high heels she wears everywhere. I really can't remember a time I haven't seen her wearing high heels. As a result of the high heels, Jenny is at least three inches taller than I am, perhaps a little more. The effect of this is that I have always felt that I was looking more at her breasts than at her. The more I tried to ignore her breasts, the more my attention was drawn to them. It was kind of like saying to someone, "Don't think of chocolate." Tom and Jenny arrived, bringing a bottle of wine with them, and we embarked on another evening of drinks, dinner and invitation. After Kim had finished her invitation, Jenny said, "Hoo boy, I think we will need some time to talk about that. We'll at least talk about it later." Tom agreed, and we continued the evening as if nothing had been said. I did notice, however, that they left considerably earlier than they normally did. "Well, it wasn't a complete strikeout, at least not yet." Kim agreed, and we set about cleaning up the kitchen, and putting things to rights. Fifteen or twenty minutes later, just as we were finishing up, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Jenny and Tom standing there, with big smiles on their faces. Jenny had already undone the buttons on her blouse, and it was hanging open, exposing her bare breasts to anyone who wanted to look. Jenny walked right in, "We accept your generous invitation." With that she leaned down a bit and kissed me, her tongue thrusting into my mouth immediately. I put my arms around her a bit awkwardly because of her height, feeling as I did that I would just have to lower my mouth a bit to have ready access to her breasts. I heard the door shut about the same time I heard Kim say, "Oh, you came back." When I came up for air, Kim had her arms around Tom's neck and was kissing him while he was squeezing her buttocks and running his hands over her back. "Well, I guess I know more or less where we go from here." I said. Jenny responded, "I would like another glass of wine with everyone, before we adjourn to other rooms." I went into the kitchen to open a new bottle of red wine and pour four glasses. By the time I returned, all three of them had stripped, leaving clothes scattered on the floor. Tom and Kim were embracing, and I just see a portion of Tom's cock where it was poking against Kim's belly. Jenny was watching them, clad in her high heels and a smile. I handed Jenny a glass of wine, and told her, "You look good enough to eat." "Well I certainly hope so, in fact I am going to hold you to that." I set the remaining glasses down, and turned to Jenny, bending my neck just enough to suck one of her nipples. "Perhaps I should start here." Jenny turned her body so the other breast presented itself, and murmured, "Don't forget to give them equal treatment." I obliged, then suggested that we might find it a little more relaxing on the couch. "Nope. I can watch Tom fuck in a mirror any time I want to. I don't want rug rash, and I don't want to fall off a couch. Let's go find a real bed, but first I want something from the kitchen. Why don't you get naked and I will be back in a flash." By now, Tom and Kim were starting down the hall, Kim's hand caressing his cock, while he massaged her breast. Kim called back, "My turn for our bed." I stripped, just tossing my clothes in a heap, and picked up my wine glass. Jenny returned right about then holding a glass with what looked like chips of ice in it. She smiled when she saw I was naked and ready, and strode on down the hall, pausing at the door to our bedroom. She glanced in at Tom and Kim, then turned and went into the guest room across the hall. I followed her in, set my wine glass on the bedside table beside the glass of ice, and looked down at her sitting on the edge of the bed. "Do you always wear those high heels?" She laughed, "No. I know men generally like long legs, and high heels make my legs look so much longer. I kept them on tonight because I knew that would keep my breasts easily within reach of your mouth." Jenny kicked her shoes off, rolled back onto the bed, and said, "Come on, I want to play with you, then you can play with me." I lay down beside her, and she immediately rolled over so she could lean down to kiss me. We continued kissing, and as we did, I begin to fondle her breasts. After a minute or two, she slid a little further down and started to suck and nibble of my nipples – something I have always found extremely enjoyable. Jenny reached over to the glass of ice, taking out a couple of chips, which she then started to rub lightly around one nipple, then another, warming them back up with her mouth. The different sensations of cold and warmth were fantastic. She finally slid all the way down, taking me in her mouth, sucking and licking like an expert, but not, thank God, using the ice down there. It wasn't long before I found myself getting close to getting off. I told Jenny that, and she stopped immediately, planting one final kiss on the head of my cock.. "We'll save that for later. It's my turn now." We kissed for awhile, as my hands explored her body most thoroughly. Finally, I begin to suck on her nipples, then remembered the ice trick. I got a bit of ice, and returned her teasing in spades. It was apparent that she enjoyed it, as her nipples got as hard as could be. I continued with a couple of bits of ice, until they melted, then slipped my hand down between her legs, forgetting that my fingers were still cold from the ice. Jenny hissed, and I started to apologize. "No, I like that. Take a little bit that has been in some water and put it up inside me while you eat me." I tried it, and was rewarded with a couple of moans. That got me to wondering what the tannins in the red wine might do. I inserted another ice chip, then dipped my fingers into the wine, rubbing the wine over her clit, and pussy lips. I repeated the process, this time putting the wine actually up inside her. "Oh, that tingles so nicely." I resumed sucking on her clit, feeling the ice water trickle out of her onto my fingers, and down between her legs. Jenny suddenly heaved, and clamped her legs around my head as her hips churned under my mouth. She finally released me, grabbed my cock and stuck it in her mouth for a few quick sucks, then demanded to be fucked. I entered her, feeling no trace of the ice left, and very shortly I replaced the melted ice with my own, warmer, fluids. We lay on the bed quietly, while I played a bit with Jenny's breasts. I could hear various noises coming from the other bedroom, and said, "It sounds like they are enjoying themselves almost as much as I did." "As we did you mean." After the sounds had subsided in the other room, I finally asked Jenny, "What made you two come back tonight? Jenny laughed. "We both wanted to take you up on the invitation, but neither of us thought the other wanted to do it. Of course we immediately started talking about this really strange invitation we had just gotten as soon as we got in the car. Then Tom said something about how attractive Kim was tonight, and how he was a little surprised that you would be willing to share her. That of course led to my asking him if would be willing to share me. Things got a little awkward at that point, until I finally told him that if he wanted to fuck Kim, I had no objection, as long as he had no problems with me fucking you. Tom stopped the car, looked at me and asked if I was serious. When I told him absolutely, he didn't say another word, just turned the car around and we started back. That's when I took my bra off; I didn't think there would be too many questions about the sudden change if I walked in with my tits hanging out. We got it on a bit later once again, this time bringing ourselves to a virtually mutual climax, only orally this time. I did find out that when the woman is taller than you are, there isn't as much of a problem as I thought there might be. Particularly in Jenny's case, as her legs were so much longer in proportion to her torso, that the difference in heights was due primarily to her legs. Epilog Three years later, our group is still together. After the first few encounters with just another couple, we talked to everyone individually and decided on that we would rent a mountain cabin with four bedrooms. We all took a long weekend and met at the cabin. We hiked, some of us swam (that water was damn cold, even in summer), and we fucked. It turned out on that weekend that Lani and Karl were the two absolutely insatiable ones. The rest of us would want to rest and recuperate, and one or the other of them would be asking if anyone was interested. I do know that Lani had all four men one morning, and Karl did virtually the same thing that afternoon with the women. We all joked that we needed to put something in their food to slow them down. Karl went out of town for a couple of weeks, so Lani came to stay at our house. I was expected to "keep her warm" until Karl came back. You can't believe how happy I was when Karl came home. We didn't have a get-together at our house for a couple of weeks after that episode. We have had group parties every couple of months, but I think all of us enjoy the couple thing more than the multiple partner things. It can be, and is, fun to have the silly contests, like "whose tit is in your mouth," or "whose cock is in your mouth," but even at the group parties we tend to pair off. Occasionally somebody will want a threesome, but that usually happens when a spouse can't make the party for whatever reason. Every once in a while, someone has to go on a trip, and sometimes another spouse will accompany him or her. We have to be careful about that though, because we don't want employers getting any correct ideas. We have all gone on trips where we switch "wives" or "husbands" every night. I remember one trip to Lake Tahoe, California. Jenny was my wife for the night, and of course she wore her high heels. You should have seen the looks we got, particularly when we did a couple of slow dances. I was teased about it for weeks – of course you have to remember that I am the shortest of all the men. All in all, I would do it again.