2 comments/ 103954 views/ 15 favorites Intro to Swinging Ch. 01 By: oldfogey To all those always anonymous complainers who don't like this being in the "loving wives" section, or object to what my wife and I did, go somewhere else and read something more to your liking. This is a four part story of how Linda and I converted friends to the swinging lifestyle. It has lots of sex in it, except in part 4, but much more about how this can happen with good friends who may, initially, have not been drawn together by sexual attraction. (But if you had ever met Linda, you would have been hard pressed to have dreamed of a more sexy woman, so how could most men resist it becoming sexual?) This, like others of my adventures with my wife, Linda, is a true story. If you don't like the way the story progresses, I'm sorry, but as I said it's a true story and you don't change facts to make it more interesting. It happened so long ago that I've had to improvise the dialogue, but it is as close to how it happened and what was said as I can remember. I remember the couple very well even though it happened more than thirty years ago and even better the great times we had together with them and other couples who more or less fell into the swinging lifestyle as a result of our friendship. -------------------- "I don't know if I can do this or not," Laura said softly, pushing me away with both hands as we broke our passionate french kiss. I wasn't surprised at the reluctance, Laura was a new partner for me and one who I thought had been talked into the idea of swinging by her husband, Les. "We don't have to," I told her, leaving my arm over her shoulder but taking my hand away from her breast. "Like I said before, this is so new to you that you are going to have some misgivings about it, and I won't push." "But what about Les and Linda?" she asked studying my face carefully. "He expects me to have sex with you and he's already told me he's going to do Linda." I smiled. "Is that such a terrible thing? I can tell you Linda won't mind, Les doesn't and I certainly don't, so what's the problem?" "What about you? I'm sure you expected me to have sex with you, and now you say you don't mind...?" "No, I didn't say I didn't mind. I said I wasn't going to push you into anything you didn't want to do." Laura looked down at her hands, now in her lap. She wouldn't look at me, and I knew that she was having a severe case of nerves. This was new to her and although Les had been fucking my wife frequently for two months, he hadn't done a very good job of preparing Laura for this. "I...I just don't know," she said softly. "It sounded so...so..." "Different?" I finished for her. "Of course it is. How long have you and Les been married." "It will be ten years in December," she murmured, still not looking at me. "And in that time have you ever had sex with another man?" "No, of course not," she said looking at me with an expression of shock. "I would never do that to him." "And has he ever had sex with another woman?" "I don't know," she said, looking down at her hands again. "I think you do," I told her, then let the comment sit. "I think he may have years ago," she finally admitted, still looking down at her hands in her lap, "but I haven't asked him about it, and I don't think he's had another affair since...until now," she added. "And how did you find out about him and Linda?" I asked, reaching over and lifting her chin so she had to look at me. There were tears in her eyes as she mumbled that he had told her and had said that it wasn't a love affair, it was just sex. He then had added that if he hadn't told Laura that Linda had told him she would tell Laura herself. Slowly the entire story came out. Laura told me she had been so hurt that she couldn't talk to her husband for three days, then, frightened because of the possibilities of the affair she had asked her husband if he was planning to divorce her and be with Linda. He had emphasized that it wasn't love, it was purely sex. There was no reason to leave Laura since Linda was married and loved her husband. That discussion had led to a longer one over the next week. During that time, Les had borrowed my book on polyamory and told Laura to read several chapters he had marked in the book. After reading them, Les and Laura had sat down and discussed the concept of open marriage as well as the explanations in the book that couples could at one time or another have found an attraction to others of the opposite gender and even lived openly with them and their spouse. "He told me that was the kind of life you and Linda lived," she managed to say as she looked at me, searching for something in my eyes. "Yes, it is." I admitted. "There are many people who call it by other names - wife swapping, swinging, open marriage, and nastier ones like adultery, and lots of others, but it all amounts to the same thing. For the last ten years, both Linda and I have been having sex with others without losing our love and respect for each other. Linda has even found herself in love with other men and is very open about it. I don't mind, because she says that we have what others don't and so, while she can enjoy making love with another man, she still wants us to maintain our marriage because she loves me most of all. That may seem a little hard to believe, but it works for us." "And do you still love her even though she's... doing it" she managed to stutter out, "with other men?" I smiled. "Even more so than ever, and our sex life is fantastic. We've learned so much more from being with other men and women as well as couples that it's never been better." I stopped for a moment and looked at Laura. She was having a problem with this and I needed to reassure her that it was true. "Tell me, haven't you ever met another man and felt like you would like to have sex with him." "Well, yes," she admitted, "but I could never do that." "Why not?" "Because I'm married," she told me. "My vows...our vows...say something about forsaking all others..." I held up my hand and she stopped. "Who wrote those vows and when?" She looked confused then admitted she didn't know. I smiled. "Before you leave tonight, I'm going to give you another book I'd like for you to read. It's about sociology and how so many of these things came about. Some of it's based on the need in our ancient history to prevent all but the most fertile males inseminating the more desirable females. More of is based on the Bible's old testament when the worlds population was numbered in the thousands, rather than the billions, and it was necessary to prevent inbreeding. There are lots more reasons spelled out that may surprise you, and some will even make you angry because it means society assumes you will not use common sense." "But I'm getting way off the reason we're together tonight. Let me ask you, do you like me?" Laura blushed, which was a good sign to me. I had known this woman for more than three years. We had exchanged kisses, hugs, and more than once I had been threatened with being slapped if I kept up my groping of her when she seemed the slightest bit receptive - just like any other red-blooded male. But it was always with a smile and I assumed that there was more than a little interest in each other that kept us coming together as opportune times. Laura certainly wasn't hard to look at. At 35, she was a diminutive five feet tall, with long red hair that curled at her neck. She had sparkling blue eyes and a figure that hadn't failed her over the years. I would have guessed that she was 34-19-34 and I found out weeks later I wasn't that far off. Of course her breasts were nothing like the 42DD's of my wife, but they were definitely a full C cup and she didn't mind wearing clothing that accentuated them as well as the rest of her body, just as my Linda did. She also had those long, curvaceous legs of her early career as a dancer. In short, she was a very beautiful lady. She hadn't answered my question as I studied her and my mind wandered, but now I caught her looking at me closely and heard her admit that she liked me. "And did you like it when I kissed you a few minutes ago?" Again she blushed and her head dropped, but not until I saw her give a faint nod. "Well, I liked it too, Laura, and I'm going to do it again." With that warning, I pulled her close again and pressed my lips against hers. At first she put her hands against my chest in a form of denial, as my kiss continued there was little response, then very slowly I felt her lips open and my tongue touched them in a little, licking motion. I have to admit that she surprised me then by opening her mouth completely and within seconds our tongues were wrestling for supremacy. Our embrace lasted much longer this time than it had the first and I took advantage of it, letting my left hand give her breast a little squeeze as our kiss continued. "Wow!!" she gasped when we finally broke the connection. "I haven't been kissed like that since I was in the back seat of my boyfriend's car in high school." "And what happened then," I asked, not really expecting an answer. "I slapped him, and made him take me home." she said with a smile. "But I have to admit this was different, and just as enjoyable as the first one you gave me tonight." "So, are you feeling a little more relaxed?" I asked. "Well, maybe a little," Laura admitted as I pulled her closer, "but take it slow. This is still a little difficult for me to understand. Les is in the bedroom with your wife and I know he was planning to have sex with her. Doesn't that bother you?" "No," I answered honestly, "because she will only do it if it's good for both of them. Linda loves sex as much as I do, but she won't do it if it doesn't feel right. Les has made it feel right for her so far, or she wouldn't be back there with him." "Doesn't it embarrass her to have us know what he's doing to her?" "No, what's to be embarrassed about. I've even watched him doing her (I couldn't use the word fucking around Laura yet, it would take a while longer). And he does a pretty good job of it, although Linda still tells me I'm better. Whether or not that's true isn't important. What is, is that both of them are enjoying it and I will be doing her later on tonight when she still has his semen in her. She tells me that's the greatest sexual feeling of all. I'm not sure about that, but I know it certainly makes it great for me." I wasn't surprised to feel a slight increase in Laura's arousal. My left hand, which had been over her left breast as we kissed, had never left it, and now I checked with my right hand, over her shoulder and draped over her right breast. The nipple was indeed getting hard beneath my fingers. She didn't complain and seemed to settle in, enjoying the attention. Laura looked at me and fired her best blast yet with a smile I can only describe as absolutely lascivious. "Les told me that you even had oral sex with her one night after he had finished inside her." It was my turn to blush. "Blabber mouth!" I exclaimed with a chuckle, "but yeah, I have to admit that I do it more often than not. I love oral sex with my partners, and there's nothing that tastes better than doing it when she is still full of her and her partners orgasmic juices." "Really?" she looked shocked. "Do men really like to do that?" "Well, it's not everyone's favorite way of enjoying sex, but it certainly ranks high on my list. Linda told me years ago, when we were first married, that she didn't like it, but her first lover cured her of that. Now she loves it, and so do I." "You said Linda's first lover. How many has she had?" "You'll have to ask her that yourself. I'm not going to. First, because it's none of my business, and second, because she might not like sharing that figure with anyone. I believe that a woman is entitled her own little secrets and to have as many lovers as she feels she wants. Men do, why can't women?" "Well, that's certainly a different viewpoint from what some of my friends and neighbors might have." I laughed softly as I pulled her closer. The night was going much better than I had expected an hour or so ago. "You're going to find out that there are a lot of people out there who claim they see things differently, but when you spend more time with them in a situation like this, then you find out they really don't believe what they're saying at all unless you plan on putting out their secrets in the neighborhood." I looked at her and shook my head, "That's not at all unusual either. There are probably more closet swingers than there are straight people." I could tell that Laura was really thinking about that, although she gave no hint of whether or not she believed me. As we had talked, Laura had shifted her body slightly and now sat almost facing me, causing my right hand to rise from its comfortable location over her breast to her shoulders. Shamelessly, I took advantage of that and began kneading her right breast with my left hand. Although she was looking a little less comfortable, she didn't stop me and as soon as I felt her body relaxing, I began unbuttoning some buttons on her blouse. At first she put her hand over mine to stop me, but then looked at me long and hard and dropped her hand. I pulled her close and began slowly kissing her forehead, her eyes, and her nose before my lips slipped lower and I tasted her lips once again. All the while I was making progress on the buttons and soon had an opening large enough for me to get my hand inside her blouse. What I felt was a very hard nipple pushing out against a soft, lacy bra. Giving it a gentle squeeze, I began to explore that side of her bra and found to my delight that it was the front opening type. I think she wanted to stop me then, but our lips were still locked together and she apparently was enjoying it as much as I. With a little whimper, she let me unfasten the hooks from the eyelets holding her bra together giving me a soft warm breast to cup rather than having to feel her through the bra. Her arms went around my neck then and I felt her body pressing against my hand, encouraging me to press it harder against her breast. As our lips opened and the kiss continued with searching tongues that matched in their intensity, I unfastened more buttons until her blouse above her waist was completely open and, for the first time, I got a view of that delicate soft flesh crowned with a swollen nipple. It was too much to resist, and I ducked my head and sucked it into my mouth. Laura gasped, but not from pain. I felt her pushing forward against my open mouth which was trying to encompass that fullness as much as possible. Her breath came now in little short gasps as my tongue rasped over the protruding nub while alternately I sucked on that sweet flesh as hard as I could without losing contact with the nipple. I felt her hand on the back of my head pulling me hard against her breast. "I think we should take this someplace else," she whispered in an almost whimpering voice into my ear. I agreed wordlessly and stood up, admiring a view of my friend I much preferred. Both breasts were now exposed, and both had hard nipples protruding as I had never seen them before, perfectly shaped and positioned for the worship of a lover's mouth. Taking her hand, I helped her off the couch and then turned toward the bedroom opposite where Linda and Les were enjoying themselves. Closing the door softly behind us, Laura let me lead her toward the bed. I finished removing her blouse before she sat down on the edge, facing me. I knelt before her and took her face in my hands and kissed her again, letting my lips slide from hers to her neck, then down to the pit at the base of her throat. I got a wonderful whiff of the scent she was wearing before I let my lips go over to the side of her neck and down over the swell of her breast. She pulled my head hard to her breast and I took that advantage to suckle that sweetness once again, but this time on the left breast. My own hands were busy, finding the fastening of the waistband on her skirt, and then unzipping it. She lifted herself slightly and allowed me to take it down until I could lift it and place it on the chair at the side of the bed. Laura may not have intended to have sex with me during this evening together, but she couldn't have dressed more attractively had she wanted to do so. Very thin, almost transparent panties covered her lower body and the garter belt she wore to hold up hosiery that was almost as nebulous as vapor. I managed to get her to lift her hips slightly as I took those lovely panties from her too. Looking at the meticulously trimmed pelt covering her mound, I wanted to do what I would have done with many of my female partners at this point but realized that Laura's lack of experience would make her resist my intense desire to fasten my lips over her sweet smelling labia. So, instead I stood up and began taking off my own clothes. She blushed when she saw that I had caught her eyeing my crotch as I took off my trousers, I'm not very long or thick, but I knew that even my own modest cock was larger in girth and maybe slightly longer than what Les was using on my wife at the moment. Finishing disrobing, I lay down on the bed with Laura who pulled herself higher to more closely match my own length. I began kissing her again as my hand wandered over her lush body. The hardness of her nipples was evident again as I let my hands cup her breasts while we kissed. I let my lips slide lower until once again they encompassed one hard nipple. Wordlessly, Laura cupped her breast and held it to my mouth as my hand slid lower over her belly, then lower still until I felt the softness of the hair covering her mound. There was another little gasp as my middle finger found the hood of her clit, then a sigh as I used the pad to gently rub it until the little bud found its way from under the protective sheath. I let my thumb take over while my fingers went lower, searching for the fine sheen of moisture I had seen on the fine down covering her labia when I took Laura's panties from her hips and lowered them to the floor. I heard the soft hiss of her gasp as my fingers found the slight crease between the lips of her pussy. It was the work of only a few minutes to widen that gap. Laura had at first clamped her thighs so tightly together when I began stroking the narrow cleft that it was actually painful to my searching fingers, but now with more moisture oozing from that slight and still tight crevice, her thighs were opening slightly. Still I felt her body jerk when my middle finger found a deeper portion between those lips and the source of more sweet smelling juice. I used it to probe deeper and deeper still until I felt the tight muscles guarding the entry to her vagina relax enough to get my finger inside. I was still suckling that marvelous breast as my fingers spread the lips of her pussy a bit more with each stroke up and down that delicate flesh. Finally, I felt her thighs relax and I found I was able to touch that slightly rougher patch of erotic flesh just behind her pubic bone. Immediately she became much wetter and I was sliding two and sometimes three fingers into her as my thumb continued to make its rounds on her clit. Nothing had been said since I had begun preparing Laura for what was to come, Other than the slight hissing intakes of her breath and the pounding of her heart in my ears, it was perfectly silent. Now that was beginning to change as Laura turned on her side to face me and lifted her upper leg to allow me better access to her core. She groaned slightly and I felt her body begin to shake as her hips allowed me to drive deeper into her until with a sudden intake of breath and a tightening of both arms around me, I led her to her first orgasm. Intro to Swinging Ch. 01 I slowed my suckling of her breast and the movements of my fingers inside her as her hips bucked against my hand. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, I felt her body beginning to relax from the rigidity I could feel as she reached orgasm. "Oh, damn, that felt good!" she finally hissed in my ear just before she moved my hand from that now slippery and hot wetness between her thighs. "I've never felt anything that intense when I do it to myself," she said before pulling my face up and kissing me. There was no doubt that Laura had enjoyed her first finger fucking, and I wanted her to enjoy more, but right now I knew it was time to fuck her. "I want this to feel even better," I told her as I lifted her legs and slid my lower one beneath hers. Then, lifting what had been her uppermost leg, I slid my upper leg between hers. This put my cock very near the entrance to that sweet pussy. It took only a slight hitching of my hips to put it between lips that now were open wide and welcoming the head of my cock as it pressed against the muscular opening into her vagina. Another slight pressure sent it though that muscle and into the hot, wet core of my latest lady. She gasped slightly then groaned softly as she felt the first inch or so sliding into her. She felt wonderful. Hot, juicy and ready to fuck. She still had both arms around my body, trapping my arms, but they weren't needed for what was to follow. I began moving my hips slowly back and forth, pressing just a bit forward, then retreating, but always working my way deeper into her spectacularly hot core. I felt her arms clutching me tightly as I eased my way into areas that I soon knew were deeper than she had ever been filled before. It had been far too long since her husband had fucked her like this, deep and slow, allowing her to take all of him before the orgasms overtook her. I was surprised to feel the sensations of her muscular cunt squeezing me in a tight ring of muscle while at the same time there was almost a continuous flow of juices to ease my travel into her depths. Laura was cumming almost continuously as I slowly fucked her. I knew I couldn't last for long in the clutches of what felt like a very wet, hot, velvet glove that was clutching my love muscle as hard as any I had ever felt. It was only moments later that I groaned and pressed hard against her vulva, holding myself tightly inside her as my cum rocketed up into her cervix. I used both hands on that beautiful ass of hers, pulling her hard against me. I heard her gasp again as she drove her hips hard against my crotch, wanting more. Her arms tightened even more as she drove herself onto my cock. There was little more to give although I knew she would be feeling jets of cum spraying the inside of her lovely tunnel of love at least a few more times before it began to wilt and retreat. After a few minutes our breathing slowed. I felt her grip on me relax. She rolled over on her back, letting my cock slide over her thigh, leaving a shining trail of our juices. Her hair was wet with perspiration despite the fact the bedroom had been cooled for hours at 65 degrees. Both our bodies were slick with perspiration, but I would venture to say that neither of us had ever minded it less. I rolled over to look into her eyes. She looked radiant and much more exciting than she had less than two hours ago. Her eyes searched mine before she gave me a slow smile that was as pleasing as the sex we had just shared. "Thank you," she whispered after I kissed her smile. "I've never had such an intense orgasm before in my life. I think it went from one to another without stopping." She reached up and pulled me tight against her as she kissed me again. I loved it. The sex had been spectacular, but then it always had been when I found a woman who not only wanted it but needed it as Laura obviously had. I also felt somewhat like a real mean guy. It was obvious Laura thought the sex was over, but she didn't know that both Linda and I had planned this to last through the entire weekend. Linda had complained that just a few hours of sex didn't match the overnight visits of most of her lovers and she wanted to feel Les on her during the night as well as through the day. I had agreed and told her that if necessary, I would just make love to Laura rather than fucking her as frequently as I usually did with my partners. That had brought a laugh from Linda as she told me that Les had said Laura was insatiable. She wanted to fuck night and day and had from the day they had married. Now it had slowed as was common in most marriages, but at least three times a week she screwed Les to a standstill. Les had actually complained about that, but it wasn't because of the frequency he had told Linda. "So why is he trying to get Laura involved in swinging?" I asked, mystified. Most couples become involved in swinging because of a lack of sex in their own lives, not abundance as Les had told my wife. "Because the only position she will let him use is missionary, with the lights out - and she's never been willing to even think about oral sex either from him or from herself to him." I shook my head. It was one of the most common complaints that I heard from men. That was certainly about to change, but Laura didn't know it yet. One of my favorite sexual activities had always been to eat a woman's pussy, especially after she had just been fucked and had a pussy full of hot (or at least still warm) cum. Nothing ever tasted better to me when I was high on sex - as I usually was. Since I had just shot my load in Laura, I knew there would be plenty of cum inside her, and just the knowledge of how we had both enjoyed the fucking only a few minutes ago was driving me wanting to go down on her. I also had to see if I could convert this sweet lady into one who not only enjoyed being fucked by her husband and others, to one who realized there was far more to sex than the missionary position with the lights out. What Laura finds out and how she finds it will be in Part 2 of Intro to swinging. Intro to Swinging Ch. 02 Most women, once they have been fucked, want to prevent the leaking cum from their pussy from making wet spots on the bed, especially if they intend to remain in it for a while longer. It wasn't hard to convince Laura that the best part of the evening hadn't occurred yet, although she wasn't sure what would follow, but she was definitely glad to feel the soft washcloth that was always next to the bed in our spare bedroom, being applied gently to her vulva. "Thank you," she said as I slowly wiped the overflow from her crotch and kissed her softly before tossing the cloth over my shoulder, off the bed. What she didn't expect though was that my hand would remain right where the cloth had been, gently pressing her pussy as I tried to get some of our juices to collect on my fingers and in my palm. Laura had a very tight opening and there wasn't a great deal of our juices leaking from it, but she recognized that some would remain, including traces on her soft pelt just above the point of my entry into her. I wondered how far she would let me go as I very gently began moving my middle finger into the crease of her lips and felt a generous amount coat it. By cupping my palm over her as my middle finger went deeper, I got quite a bit more from her. I was leaning over her as I brought my hand up to my mouth and began licking that slight but obvious remainder from my fingers, then my palm. Her eyes opened wide in disbelief. I knew then that Les had never done this with her before although Linda had told me that he had overcome his initial reluctance and that he now licked her pussy clean after every session of fucking they had. "Oh, how could you...." Laura asked. "I mean, that's so dirty." I smiled at her as my hand went back to her crotch for a refill. "Not at all, Laura. In fact to me it's the sweetest essence of being together that's possible for two people to enjoy." With that, I lifted my hand which was fairly well covered in our juices and began slowly licking my fingers one by one. When I got to my palm instead of licking it, I used the slippery remnants to cover her nipples, and then began to suck them, one by one until there was nothing remaining. Laura still wasn't thrilled, but didn't object when I repeated the action, this time touching my fingers to her lips. I was surprised, but watched appreciatively as the tip of her tongue touched it. I kissed her before she had a chance to say anything, knowing that the taste of our juices would be on my lips now as well as hers. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" I asked as I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. "Well, I have to admit that it wasn't as bad as I thought it might be," she grudgingly admitted, "but do you really do that to Linda after Les has....." Her voice trailed off, but I could see the question was still very much alive. "That and a lot more," I told her, looking into her eyes. "Let me show you," I told her as my hand again found its way to her crotch. I felt her legs spread slightly now that she was aware of what she thought my intentions were. I began slowly kissing my way down the length of her body and I could feel her shivering as the realization of what I might do dawned on her. When I reached the point my head was even with that still glistening remnants of cum on her pubic pelt, I kissed the slight droplets away. That had the desired effect. Laura was beginning to enjoy this. I felt her body tense as my tongue touched those still swollen lips, but after some mental effort, she began to relax beneath me. When the tip of my tongue touched her semi-shrouded clit, it almost jumped from its sheltered position. Laura had obviously enjoyed having it stroked before, and didn't mind that I was about to stroke it again. I doubt she even knew that it was my tongue that had touched it this time, but that became pretty evident when as the little bud raised itself from its hood, my lips closed over it and I began gently sucking it in and out between my lips. "Oh, no," Laura groaned as her hands began pulling at my head, but I wasn't to be denied this close to what I wanted. I went lower, leaving my thumb behind to continue stroking the now fully exposed clit. There was just enough of my saliva surrounding it that I knew it wouldn't become dry and irritated from the attention. I felt her hands tighten on my head as she became aware of my intent, but it was too late. My tongue was stroking the slightly parted lips of her pussy and forcing its way deeper as I reached my goal. At first she resisted, "No, please, no," I heard her say as she tried to close her thighs to my head, but it was too late. My shoulders were between her thighs and I lifted her legs up over each of my shoulders and clamped my mouth over the complete folds of her pussy, while thrusting my tongue as deep into her as it would reach and rolling it round and round the soft flesh. At first she only accepted the inevitable, hands pulling fruitlessly at my head or trying to push me away but I felt her efforts slowly weakening until finally they remained still. Then I felt the first tiny movement of her hips as she succumbed to the pleasure my tongue and thumb were giving her. Laura tasted as sweet as any of the women I had ever eaten, probably because of the frequent fucking she had insisted Les give her. Linda had commented on how good he had tasted when she first sucked his cock and she swallowed the results - much different from the acidic and less pleasant cum some of her previous lovers had filled her mouth with until she had told them of the diet changes they needed to make if they expected her to suck their hard cocks. Part of it was the frequency her partners used her, but there was much to be said for the change of diet. I reamed Laura's core as erotically as possible as I felt her slowly changing from someone who was just accepting my oral love of her, to one who was becoming aroused from my efforts. First down one side of those lovely coral colored lips, then the other, then a slow circular sweep of my tongue as deep inside her as I could press it. I wasn't surprised when I felt her hips lifting frequently now as I gorged myself on her sweetness, nor when I felt her legs circle behind my back, actively pulling me deeper into her. Her hands no longer just held my head close to her pussy, her fingers were combing through my hair and she was actively pulling me deeper. And I also wasn't surprised when, after 20 minutes or so of my worship of her pussy that I felt her body tense and then begin to shake as my tongue tasted a new flow of her honey. I had made her cum just from being sodomized in the most pleasant of ways possible and the jerking of her legs behind my back, as well as the grunting acceptance of what was happening told me she would no longer deny me that form of lovemaking. The hands on my head had gone from trying to pull or push me away from that mouthful of lovely flesh to pressing my face deeper into her crotch - what a delightful way to show someone like me how much you want to enjoy the most intimate form of sex! This was a critical point and I slowed my efforts to arouse her further. My thumb barely touched her clit but was still warm against that vital point of erotic joy. I slowed my tongue's sweep of her tasty core until it was only an occasional lap to catch a small flow of her juices, swirl them around inside my mouth and swallow them. She tasted delicious! I rolled out from between my love's thighs and crawled up beside her until we were once again face to face. "I can't believe you did that," she managed to say before I kissed her, letting her taste our juices from my cum smeared face, "or that it felt so good! I like sex, but Les has never done that to me before." "Would you have let him if he had told you what he was going to do?" Her smile was slow coming, but obviously heartfelt. "No, I never dreamed that anything like that could feel so good, or make me cum so hard" she hastily added. "I've managed to make myself cum with my hand sometimes when Les was away, but it's never been that intense, or so pleasant." She pulled my head down and kissed me again before I wiped the traces of our juices from her and my face with another small wash cloth. "I doubt Les would have tried unless you encouraged him. It's an acquired taste and one which some people won't admit is pleasant, but it's one of those facets of lovemaking that shouldn't be discouraged because it can be so erotic. Les has learned that he enjoys it too from being with Linda. I hope now that you'll let him show you what he has learned from his experience with her." "I'll have to think about that," she said with a slight smile. "It's still a little hard for me to think of him having sex with another woman, especially the kind you just did to me but, yes, I think I would let him do it to me now. This has been such an unusual experience that I need to think more about it." She pulled me close and we kissed again before she added, "and about you. I've never had anyone make love to me like you do." I realized then that I was treading on thin ice. One of the things I've always tried to get across to the ladies I've known over the years is that while I love to fuck them, it's without any thought of it becoming a love affair. I wanted all of them to know that it was purely recreational sex as far as I was concerned, that my heart belonged to my wife, totally. I didn't want Laura to get the idea that this was anything more than a chance for us to enjoy something together that would only enhance her relationship with her husband. I knew that with a couple more like explorations of Laura like that over the night and day to follow, that Les would have no trouble getting her to accept his efforts to eat her just as he now ate my wife each time after fucking her. Our lovemaking had taken more than five hours from the time we had started on the couch in our living room and the intensity of it was beginning to have its effect on both of us. Soon, both of us were in a dream like state, holding tight to each other as the hours passed. Laura was curled up in a fetal position as I held her close. The cooler temperatures kept us close now that we weren't so active. I don't know for how long we napped, but I awoke in darkness. It was nightfall, and Laura hadn't moved. The feeling of her next to me was delightful. One hand of mine was over her upper body gently clasping her right breast, but what was even better, as far as I'm concerned was I could feel the heat of her warm ass pressed tightly against my crotch. That particular position, called spooning by most of us, was one which always excited me and tonight was not any different. I felt my cock hardening and lengthening without my actually willing it to happen and soon it was tucked tightly between Laura's thighs. It was only a matter of moving slightly lower in bed before it found the even warmer confines of her pussy. I couldn't resist. I gently nudged it between those warm lips and felt it pressing its way through the tight muscle of her vaginal opening. Laura gave a little gasp as she felt it penetrate her, but to her credit, she didn't move away. I could tell that she was slowly waking and what had been a soft warm breast cupped in my hand began to respond too as I felt the nipple swelling to a soft peak. She pulled my arms closer about her and pushed back against the thick rod which had entered her, letting me feel the incredible heat a woman's pussy generates as I went deeper into her. I pulled out slightly, then gently pressed deeper into her, moving languorously back and forth until I felt her bottom pressed tightly against my cum filled balls. Still nothing was said as I very slowly and gently began fucking her. I felt her upper thigh lifting slightly as though welcoming my cock into the farthest point of her vagina and took advantage of it to make a slightly harder thrust deep into that beautiful well of desire. Within a few minutes, Laura was moving back and forth against me, welcoming me into her deepest depths and taking the syrupy pre-cum from my cock inside her once again. I wasn't sure she would reach orgasm this way until I felt her body go rigid for a moment, then shudder slightly as her hand covered mine on her breast, pressing hard. It was only when I heard her breath leaving in a soft long, sighing exhalation that showed her satisfaction that I knew she had reached that final step. Her body was quivering now, and it was all I needed to finish inside her. I felt the eruption of sperm suddenly erupt, bathing her cervix with my cum. I pressed hard against her and let the next three or four jets finish filling her before my cock began to slowly lose its rigidity. That was my cue to do what I so much enjoy. I pulled my hips back and felt my cockhead slide over Laura's lower thigh while I slid further back in the bed and began lifting her upper leg so I could get my head between those wonderful, soft, warm thighs. It was the perfect position for me to catch the slow rivulets of our joint juices with my tongue as my mouth closed over the lips of her hot pussy. I could feel their engorgement as my tongue slid between them and I began feasting on our juices, pressing my tongue deeper to encourage their flow. What surprised me was that Laura, who had been so adamant before about resisting my effort to take her orally, made no effort this time. In fact, within minutes of my tongue entering her, I felt her hips moving back and forth as if she was fucking my tongue. That was the ultimate as far as I was concerned. There is nothing more engaging to me than a woman who wants me to continue to eat her pussy, and there is so much there to worship. It's not only the hot, sweet cum flowing into my mouth, but the warmth of her thighs over my ears and the soft texture of her labia filling my mouth. Women can't possibly imagine how delightful those sensations are to a man like me who loves oral sex. Perhaps it was the novelty of what I was doing to her, or maybe her pussy had become more sensitized to what was happening to her, but I soon found my newest bed partner shuddering her way through another orgasm without my cock being inside her at all. Of course I don't need to mention that I was also using my fingers as well as my tongue, or that my other hand had found and been stroking her clit while my tongue worked its magic on her. But for whatever reason, Laura was finding herself in the throes of what was at least her fourth orgasm of the day that began in the late afternoon of the day before. I cleaned that juicy juncture thoroughly before I allowed her to push me gently away from her pussy. Crawling up behind her once again, I took her in my arms and kissed the back of her neck while I held her close until her breath began to slow. Soon she turned in my arms and was looking at me closely when a smile slowly appeared on her face. "I never knew that anything that I had thought was so bad would feel so good, and I definitely like being woke up like that," she said softly, pulling me down to kiss her again. "I didn't know you would be so enthusiastic so soon. It felt wonderful!" "That's the idea, everything we do together is supposed to feel good. If it doesn't, then there isn't much point in doing it, is there?" "No, and I could stand a lot more of that. Les is usually sound asleep as soon as he gets what he wants, but you seem to like making sure I've cum before you stop. Is it always that way?" "I didn't know there was any other way," I told her honestly. "If the lady I'm with doesn't reach orgasm, then I'm to blame for not doing her the way it's meant to be done." That seemed to reach some chord in her. Slowly she put both hands beneath her head and looked up at me. As she did so, the covers that had been over her shoulders dropped and both her magnificent breasts were exposed. That was a first too. Before then, she had always covered them as I lay beside her, almost as though she was ashamed of her nudity. "There are a lot of things I may have to reconsider based on what we've done today. You've done so many things with me that I would never have dreamed of before now. What time is it, by the way?" "2:30" "You mean in ten hours you've made me cum at least six times, and I know you've cum at least four times yourself?" she asked incredulously. "Unh-hunh," I nodded, "something like that. I really don't keep count." "Neither do I...normally, anyway, but I know I've never had that happen so often before in my life." "Forgive me for sounding like I'm prying. That's not my intent, but doesn't Les have sex with you at least that frequently?" Even in the darkness of the room, I could see her face flush with embarrassment. "On a good day, yes. And he does it often enough, but sometimes I don't get anything out of it and I have to do it myself. Isn't that normal?" "I have to say that it is, at least in the majority of marriages, but only until they start swinging. Then, it's a whole new ballgame for both of you, and what had been a pretty mundane bit of playing in bed suddenly becomes a lot more exciting. The best way I can describe it is that both learn that there is a lot more to sex than just - if you'll pardon the language - fucking." It turns out that Laura wasn't shocked by my use of the f-word as I had expected. She had actually smiled when I used it. Still I apologized for using it. She shook her head and the smile remained. "There have been a lot of new things today, and obviously Les and I use more of the erotic words when we're in bed together, but you and Linda seem so much more 'refined' I guess I would call it. I notice you've been avoiding it much more than I would have, but now that the gloves are off, so to speak, we can use the more descriptive terms without offending anyone's sense of propriety, right? "Right," I agreed. I lay down beside her ant put my arm beneath her head. Laura seemed in a mood to talk, and I wanted to encourage that, just as much as I wanted to feel one of those lovely breasts in my hand once again. There was no indication of resistance this time as my left hand curled around her breast, in fact she even clutched it tighter to that lovely orb. "M-m-m, that feels good," she murmured. "This is a special time for a woman, and obviously you knew that." "I like it too," I told her honestly. "I would say most men would enjoy it more if they did it more often. This is really the best time for such an emotional experience to be enjoyed together with your partner." "So you don't mind if another man kisses and fondles, Linda like Les was doing earlier?" "Not at all. I think it should be encouraged. Women seem to need at least some emotional attachment to a man intent on having sex with them, and nothing is more satisfying that demonstrating that by not only allowing the man to kiss them, but to even encourage it. Did you notice how Linda hugged Les when the two of you came in?" "Yes, I think I could have cut his heart out about then, especially when I saw his hand go right inside her gown. And hers too," she added. "So, obviously even though Les had told you all about what this was going to be like tonight, you were a little less than thrilled by the idea. Right?" Her laugh was obviously sardonic, but still there was no resentment - not now, and I hoped that would be the case after these two returned home and discussed this event between themselves. "I think you can safely say that. I really didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't anything like what I've done tonight. I could say I'm almost ashamed of what I've let you do to me, but it's hard when I enjoyed it so much. Do you and Linda do all the couples you meet like this?" "No, not really. Many of the couples we know are swingers before we meet them, but I've really only done my best to seduce those of our friends who I found to be as attractive as you. More frequently it was a wandering husband who came on to Linda before I got involved, then we do it just as we did with Les. If the husband wants to fuck Linda, I have no objections, but by the time that it's become something he wants to do frequently, Linda gives him the same edict that she did Les." Intro to Swinging Ch. 02 "Which was?" she asked. "Either the husband tells his wife and gets her to either agree to him doing it either by phone or a note, or Linda will call his wife to tell her that her husband is playing around. Either way it usually elicits a response. Sometimes it creates a row and that brings it to a halt." "Does that happen often?" "Which?" "The wife calling and telling Linda she knows all about it and wants it stopped." "Well, we've had a couple of couples who ended it - and unfortunately our friendship with them. Fortunately though, most of the wives in that situation have found their husbands so much more, shall we say entertaining, in bed that they just give their husbands hell and then resign themselves to the idea or decide to come over as you and Les did, to discuss it. I'm glad you did," I told her, rolling over on my side and kissing her. "I was all set to give both you and Linda a large piece of my mind when I came over with Les, but when you sat down with me and turned on the charm, I decided to just give Les a taste of his own medicine. You've gotten a little more free with your hands every time we've been together, and I have to admit I didn't do a lot to stop it. Then too it didn't hurt to think of how long the four of us had been friends. We've had a lot of fun together and I would hate to lose that." "And now?" Laura rolled over on her side. We were now face to face, and she gave me a gentle kiss, totally different from the passionate ones we had shared earlier. I had to release her breast when she rolled, but not she took my other hand and put it on her breast once again. "And now I'm glad I did. I love sex. And some of the best I've had has been tonight with you." I felt her little hand moving down between us and at the touch of it, my cock sprang to attention again. "Aha, it seems like I'm not the only one who is glad I did." She said nothing more for a few minutes, just staring into my eyes as my cock grew in her grip. Finally, with a shrug she surprised me by pushing me back onto bed and lifting the sheets, began moving her body downward on my own. She threw the sheet back when she arrived at my midsection and within a half minute more, I felt her warm mouth close over the head of my cock. It was instant heaven. Although I suspect that Laura had never done such a thing before in her life and would never have initiated it had I not spent considerable time taking her to orgasm orally, she took to it like a pro. She began by pressing my foreskin back, stroking my length and curling her hand around my balls, then there was the fantastic sensation of that hot mouth first moving down my cock, then slowly rising until she let it go with an audible 'pop.' I could only groan in appreciation. "I've always thought about doing this to a man, even when I was in school, but I never did. Good girls didn't do things like that, my mother told me. But there are a lot of things I've done with you tonight that 'good girls' don't do - and they don't know what they've missed!" With that, Laura opened her mouth wide and went down on my cock until her nose was buried in my pubic pelt. But it wasn't only her mouth that was so busy. Her tongue was circling the head of my dick and driving me over the edge as her head bobbed up and down in my crotch. I couldn't keep my hands off her head as she exercised her remarkable talents as a novice cocksucker. I tried to gargle a warning to her as I felt my balls sending their hot load up my cock, and somehow she recognized it. Instead of backing off though, Laura attacked her work with a vengeance and got a mouthful of my cum that made her cheeks bulge as her reward. I expected her to spit it out, but instead, Laura swallowed it as though she had been sucking cocks all her life. Some did escape from the corners of her mouth though and as soon as she had swallowed the load, she used her fingers to scoop that up. Her eyes caught mine and held it as she put her cum-coated fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean. A milestone had just been passed in Laura's lifestyle. We both knew it and realized there was more to come. I kissed her, tasting bits of my own cum when my tongue went deep in her mouth. Laura appeared to enjoy that as much as I had her first effort at oral sex. Soon we were together again, face to face in that warm bed, holding each other tightly and feeling the most delightful sense of togetherness as we had ever felt in our years of friendship. Intro to Swinging Ch. 03 It was well into mid morning before we both woke up to the sound of pots and pans and dishes being shuffled about in the kitchen. Hurriedly, Laura headed for the bathroom across the hall while I used the one in the master bedroom. A tangled sheet hung over the side of our marital bed, liberally spotted with what was obviously an overflow of bodily fluids. I had to smile as I stepped into the shower and did a thorough job of cleaning myself to a presentable state without wasting too much time. I finished and was leaving the bedroom when I caught Laura, still nude, streaking for the bedroom we had just left, to get her clothing. She had wrapped one of the large bath towels around her, but it left a great deal of an admirable body open to view. She had washed her hair and it had a towel fashioned into a turban wrapped around it. I stopped her with one hand and handed her one of the oversized cotton terrycloth robes we kept for occasions like this. She was too embarrassed to look me in the eye, but mumbled a soft "thank you" as I held it by the shoulders and let her shrug into it while the towel she had been wearing fell to the floor. Barefooted on the soft carpet, we went into the dining room together. Linda was in the kitchen, laughing as she pushed Les back to get to a platter of steaming scrambled eggs and bacon. "Get those in there," she told him, pointing to the dining room, "while I get the toast." She looked up and saw us as we entered. "Sit everyone, let's eat before it gets cold." The frivolity of the moment almost died before Les, preparing to sit down, instead walked up behind his wife and kissed her softly on the cheek and said 'thank you," equally softly. "Is that the best you can give her?" Linda asked, laughing. She turned to me and gave me one of her 220 volt kisses, inspiring me to return it. "Thank you for last night, honey," she said loud enough for all to hear. "We had a great time, how about you?" I looked at Laura whose face was red with her embarrassment before answering. "The only thing that could have made it better was for it to have been longer," then I bent forward to kiss Laura on the lips, "thanks to you," I added, "and to you too," I added, kissing Linda once again. Linda was still smiling broadly as she looked at the still red-faced Laura. "And how about you, Laura? Did you enjoy yourself last night?" "Yes, I did," she admitted without raising her eyes until she looked up and saw her husband smiling at her. "I have to say that I never expected anything like that, or like this either, "she said a smile starting. I would never have believed sex could be so much fun. I guess that I just never thought of it like you two do. You and I need to talk." "I agree," my wife said, "but for now, let's just eat before it gets cold." With breakfast over, and everything put away, Les and I adjourned to the living room. He and his wife had thought they should leave and began making motions in that direction, but I knew that wasn't what they needed. Not right now. First Linda and I needed to get some thinking going the right way with our novice couple. Linda encouraged them to stay "at least until noon," we suggested and Linda reminded Laura that they needed to talk. Soon both were heading out to the swimming pool while Les and I sat across from each other in comfortable lounging chairs in our living room. We couldn't hear what our wives were saying in the pool, but it didn't surprise me when I saw Linda hug Laura and the two sat side by side on the pool apron. "You know, you and I are two of the luckiest guys in the world," I told Les. "Look at those two together out there. You would never have guessed that they would have been swapping husbands if you hadn't enjoyed it like we did." Les hung his head for a minute, then looked up and began talking. "Earl, I would never have believed it could happen like it has. I can't thank you enough for giving me the pleasure of knowing Linda or for taking such good care of Laura. I didn't think I would be able to convince her to have sex with you, but you obviously turned her into someone who wanted it as badly as I did. I've always wanted her to do something like this, but I've never been able to get her past the point of 'thinking about it.' What did you say to her?" "Nothing out of the ordinary," I waved dismissively, "and only the truth. First I told her that you loved her and Linda loved me, so what was happening was that the two of you were only in this for pleasure, not out of some steamy affair. Then I started telling her that there wasn't a reason in the world why four people who were friends for as long as we have known you guys, shouldn't just push that friendship a little farther along. You aren't over the hump yet. Laura is a beautiful, sexy woman who I was just fortunate enough to screw, but whether or not it will happen again is up to you and her." What do you mean?" "You're going to have to prove to her that you love her even more now that she and I have been together than you did before. You need to make her want to continue this, and even expand it to your friends, just as you have done with us. Then, later on, when the two of you begin to recognize that 'recreational sex' as we call it is even more fun than monogamy, you can become real swingers and get to know others who have known it for far longer. Take what you've learned with Linda and use it with Laura. I think you'll find she's not only ready for it, she will show you a few things that might surprise you." Our conversation in that same vein continued for at least a couple of hours as I explained what Les must do if he wanted to continue seeing Linda and to expand his wife's interest in sex beyond what she already had shown was more than usual. I didn't know, of course, what Linda and Laura were talking about outside, although I could guess that it was about the same thing and the same way of thinking as the direction I was leading Les. Regardless of what they had discussed, I wasn't prepared for what followed next. "Come on, you two," Linda laughed as she opened the patio door and tugged a smiling Laura behind her. "We're wasting fun time!" I was surprised but delighted when both those ladies of ours began pulling their suit tops down and continued until both stood completely nude in front of us. Laura moved first, taking Les by the hand and leading him toward the master bedroom as Linda pulled me out of my chair with ease and I followed the three down the hallway to the bedroom. I started to turn off into the guest bedroom, but Linda pulled me behind Les and Laura who were just getting onto the king size bed that dominated our room. I joined Linda as we lay side by side with our guests who by now were in a sixty-nine position. Laura's head was already bobbing over her husband's crotch as he spread her thighs wide and began suckling her labia. Linda, not to be left out of the fun, was on me sitting astride my hips and slowly jacking my cock until it reached its usual degree of hardness, then, raising herself on one knee, she stroked it a couple of times over her pussy lips and sank down slowly with a prolonged sigh. I groaned as the pleasure of that hot, slick, velvet glove expanded to take me in. "See, Laura, I didn't break it," Linda laughed, looking over to where Laura lay on top of her husband, her head bobbing over his dick. Laura's apparent smile was difficult to see due to the way her husband's cock was stretching her mouth. It was apparent that Les was lost in the delight of having his wife give him the pleasure she had denied to him for so long. Judging from what she had shown me of her talent the first time she had ever sucked a cock. Les would, from now on, want that pleasure every time he fucked her - and Laura would be happy to give it to him, especially if he was reciprocating by eating her sweet, slick pussy. Everything was quiet for the next few minutes until, with a groan of pleasure Les thrust his hips hard upward, driving the last of his dick deep into his wife's throat. Laura didn't give an inch. I watched through my own pleasure glazed eyes as her cheeks bulged and her throat began moving as she swallowed her husband's hot cum just before he made her gasp and begin the jerking, eccentric spasms of her own orgasm. Linda and I were right behind this two, and I watched Linda's chest turn red signaling her own nearness just as my nuts tightened and the first blast of hot cum blew deep into that hot, cum loving, hard gripping pussy. She followed almost immediately with her own version, panting with gusto as she bounced up and down on my still pulsing shaft until finally she collapsed over me as the tremors of delight went through her body. Neither Les nor I could have predicted what followed. "What in the world are we doing?" a smiling Laura noted as she watched my wife settle over my mouth and begin feeding me the thick, hot cum that filled her cunt into my eagerly accepting mouth. "Not only have I let another man fuck me, but now he's eating his own cum out of his wife's pussy." "Welcome to the land of swinging," Linda laughed without ever slowing her pumping hips that were spreading as much of my cum over my face as had gone into my mouth initially. She had me wet from chin to forehead and showed no intent of slowing as Laura watched intently. "Earl loves to eat pussy, and says it's even better when it's full of cum, regardless of whose cum it is. Didn't he eat you?" "And how!" Laura said with a wide smile. "Les had never done that to me before, and Earl showed me just how good it could be. He made me cum twice just eating me." It was somewhat embarrassing to Les, I could imagine, for his wife to tell us that I had done something that he had never done before except with my wife. He hung his head, but there was a slight smile on his lips. I knew that it would be hard in the future for him to deny her that pleasure, and he certainly wouldn't want to any longer now that her resistance to the practice was ended. My always helpful bride now showed me once again what a delightful partner she was in a swinging scene. "Well, why don't you let him show you another thing you'll love?" "What's that?" Laura asked. "What it feels like to be fucked through a load of cum." "Oh, he's already shown me that," she nodded, face reddening as she admitted, in front of her husband that I had fucked her and shot my cum into her heretofore unreceptive - to strangers - cunt. "And it felt wonderful," she said, almost defying her husband to say something about it. "Then I suspect you're about to feel it again," Linda said, glancing down and behind her to where my cock had reached its full potential again. "Would you like for him to fuck you again while I have Les give me another good one?" "I would love it!" "Then it's swap time!" Linda announced without even letting me finish my always pleasant task of eating my cream out of the always tasty container. She reached over and took Les' cock in her hand and pulled him over me. At first I though she was going to take him in the missionary position, but she wanted something different, something 'nastier', which obviously she and Les had done before. As Les came closer, she let me slide from beneath her and go to where Laura was pinching her nipples. Any potential shyness about being fucked by me in front of her husband was lost when she saw Les get behind Linda and without further fanfare begin sliding his already hard cock into my wife's welcoming pussy. Laura held out her arms to me as I, on all fours, approached her. Her muff, almost spotlighted by the mid-morning sunlight streaming through our bedroom window, was still glistening from where Les had eaten her, and it was a beautiful sight. I reached out to her, getting to my knees, and pulled her into an embrace. I kissed her passionately, tasting not only the sweetness of her mouth, but the remnants of Les' cum as my hands moved slowly over her full breasts and her swollen cunt lips.. "M-m-m. You taste good," she murmured as out kiss ended. "Linda's pussy must be very sweet." "No sweeter than yours," I assured her truthfully, "but that's not what I want right now. Do you see how Les is doing Linda?" I asked, knowing that she had, but she took another look over my shoulder and smiled. "Is that how you want to do me?" I had no more than nodded before Laura turned away from me and presented that lovely ass of hers to my already throbbing cock. "Then do it, Earl. Fuck me like that," she murmured as her head went to the mattress and she spread her thighs. "Fuck me like Les is fucking your wife." It was as though the dam had opened and I was seeing for the first time the true need and feelings Laura had about sex. She was tight and hot as I slid the head of my cock through the tight muscles of her vagina, feeling her press back against me like nothing I had experienced with her before. Laura wanted it, that was obvious, and she took what she wanted. I didn't have to move an inch. Laura forced it into her. I could feel the rings of muscles in her throbbing cunt massaging every inch of my dick long before I reached the entrance to her cervix when, with a final push, Laura embedded me to the root or my iron hard cock. "Yes, yes," she crooned. "Fuck me. I want you to fuck me all day. It feels so-o-o good." Her hips continued to buck against my crotch as my friend and now my sex partner absorbed all I had to give her and demanded more. Reaching beneath her, I used the fingers of one hand to stroke her clit while my other hand pulled on those marvelous breasts as though I were milking a cow. The fact that her husband, only a couple of feet away from us, was hearing every word she said seemed to cause no concern to her at all. Almost instantly she came. Her breath came in pants as her body jerked and quivered beneath me. It seemed only to arouse her more. The bed shook as Les took my Linda to the heights of orgasmic bliss, just as I was doing for his wife. I knew Linda would be enjoying herself. She loved the way Les had fucked her in the past and now, with secrecy no longer a concern, she was crooning her own love story to the man who was driving his cock deep into her with each slow stroke as she shook beneath him. I knew that both of us, Les and I, would benefit immensely from this new feeling of 'anything goes' with two ladies who both had only sex on their minds at this moment. I looked over to see beads of perspiration on Les' face as he drove his dick into my wife's welcoming cunt. His cock appeared to have grown longer with his efforts. It was shiny and wet with the results of his thrusting so deep into my wife's cunt and she was only encouraging him to fuck her 'harder, harder,' as the sound of his pile driving ass smacked his crotch into my wife's pussy. It was too much. The audible sounds of our fucking, the sight of my cock pistoning in and out of Laura's receptive, indeed begging, cunt sent the first blast of hot cum directly into my partner's womb, inspiring and even greater response from her as she reached orgasm. It must have had the same effect on Les as both he and Linda were watching me fuck Laura and saw her response. With a final hard thrust that caused Linda to grunt and hunch her body like a cow receiving a bull, she came hard when Les' cum blasted deep into her cunt. The four of us collapsed, still imbedded in our partner's love canal as the last trickles of cum overflowed their cunts. Laura started to get up, but I pushed her back down with a smile. "Just relax and let it flow," I told her. "I'll eat it out of you later." She turned on her back, forcing my cock out of her. "That was unbelievable," she said softly. "But you've created a monster." "How so?" "Until now I had never thought I would let another man fuck me, but now that you've done it, I'm going to want more." Her smile told me that she was sincere. "What about Les?" "Oh, he'll still get it as often as he wants, probably even more now that we've done things that we had never thought I would do before, and he can continue to come over and fuck Linda if she wants. I know he will want to, and, if you don't mind, I want him to do that. She has taught him so much more in a few months than I would ever have dreamed he would do, or that I would accept, that he needs that too. Would you mind?" "Not at all," I told her with a smile. "In fact I love knowing that he's fucking her. But what about you. Would you mind if I came over to your house and fucked you?" "You'd better!" she said emphatically as she pulled me closer. "And if Les is home, I want both of you to fuck me."