10 comments/ 88134 views/ 9 favorites Ting Ch. 01 By: oldfogey Tommy and Lauren I met my wife on Taiwan. She was the employee of a company that furnished supplies to us. At 25, she was alone in the world, her family still behind in mainland China despite her efforts to get them to Taiwan. I'm going to call her "Ting" for the purpose of this story, principally because I never learned how to pronounce her name in her own dialect. Regardless of how hard I tried, I couldn't wrap my Caucasian tongue around the polysyllabic Chinese pronunciation, sending her into gales of laughter as I tried until we both agreed that "Ting" would be fine. Ting is beautiful, weighing less than 100 pounds, with that soft, glowing almost golden skin coloring. Her eyes and hair were black and shiny as obsidian. Even, perfect teeth sparkled when she smiled. Her figure can't be hidden by her usual costume, a close fitting silk tunic covering her from neck to mid-calf, broken only by the slit to her hip, and worn over long, flowing pants. Ting is also tiny. Even in three-inch heels, she barely comes to my shoulder. Her English is impeccable – better than my own. I learned that she had entered an American school in Taiwan in her early teens. She had obviously done well there, earning a scholarship to the University of Hawaii and graduating in three years. It took me six months to convince her to have dinner with me. I almost didn't recognize her when I pulled up to the address she had given me, an apartment complex in the southeast side of Taipei. She stood in the shelter of the entryway wearing western clothing that somehow didn't look unusual on her thin frame. Scurrying around to open the door for her, my eyes followed her into the car, taking in long, trim legs showing beneath a knee length skirt. She smiled as she saw where my eyes were focused as she fastened the seat belt over breasts that were surprisingly full. I managed to close the door and return to the driver's side. We drove the few miles to one of the few "Americanized" restaurants, chatting about the week's events. The scope and breadth of her knowledge was readily apparent and I found myself feeling somewhat inferior to her obvious intelligence. Another surprise awaited me when we reached the restaurant and she was recognized by the wait staff. "Oh, yes, I come here often," she said, smiling at my obvious surprise. "I like American food as well as Chinese." She proved that by finished a small fillet mignon, surrounded by steamed asparagus that melted in our mouths. We chatted over a wine that was made even more delightful by her presence until we began seeing the waiters began yawning and saw we were the last two in the restaurant. It took me months to make her feel as comfortable with me as I was with her from the instant we had first met. But slowly I wore her down until almost six months from the time we had first met, I convinced her to marry me. Now let me jump ahead about five years. We had married within a year of that first date. I had managed to convince her that she no longer needed to work. I was quite well settled in my job and fortune smiled on us. Money was not a problem. We were living a quite comfortable life style in a leased three-bedroom apartment. We had many friends in the Occidental as well as the Oriental community, and it seemed like nothing could be better. It was during that time I realized that our sex life, which had been tapering off slowly over the years was now a hit or miss occurrence approximately once a week. It certainly was not for lack of interest. No, it had just become of shorter and shorter duration and too predictable. We discussed it that night as we lay in our king-size bed. Ting lay on her back, slowly coming down from the orgasm I had stirred, her thighs spread far apart, still wet from my saliva. Ting loved having her pussy eaten, especially after a nice, long fuck which left a heavy load of cum in that hot pussy. The thin black threads of her scanty pubic pelt were plastered with the slowly drying coating of her juices mixed with my own where my tongue had been less effective in ridding her of them. Her labia remained slightly open and dotted with a few spots of cum that had oozed from her tight pussy after I had finished eating her. I covered her crotch with my palm, causing her to open her eyes and roll over on her side, facing me. "M-m-m, that was good," she said, with a smile and those entrancing, sparkling eyes. "You're still the best," she offered, referring to my love of pressing my tongue deep inside that sweet tunnel of love after I had filled it with a load of hot cum, then draining it with my flicking tongue. As they had in the past, my efforts had resulted in a second orgasm that still left her chest and face flushed with sexual arousal. "You haven't had enough to measure by," I told her with a smile. "I can't imagine why any one of your boyfriends let you get by with just sucking their cock when all that sweetness was so close." Ting had admitted, over the years we had been married, that she had not only sucked several boyfriend's cocks and swallowed their loads, but that she also had done the same for some of her female friends. She didn't discriminate, she loved pussy as much as hard cocks. She was still smiling and idly twirling the hairs on my chest when she replied. "I told you, it just wasn't done in my family. I was taught that fucking was only for making babies with one's husband." She giggled when she added a response I had heard often. "But they never said you couldn't suck a cock, or eat a pussy when you needed relief." She sighted and rolled once more on her back. It was my turn to turn toward her, leaning on my elbow as I lowered my tongue to a still engorged nipple, circling it slowly, before pulling it into my mouth between tight lips that pulled on it. I felt it growing and hardening as I rolled my tongue over the puffy edges of her areola using a strong intake of the sweet flesh to raise it higher. I let it slip from between my lips as the thoughts of tonight's party came to the fore once more. I chuckled as I recalled how venturesome Tommy's hands had become during the sets he had danced with Ting and I with his wife, Lauren. I felt my cock swelling as I remembered seeing his hands cupping Ting's perfectly shaped bottom as he did his own version of ‘dirty dancing.' Even Lauren had noticed and mentioned it to me, encouraging me to do the same with her. I had had a ‘thing' for Lauren for years. I assumed it would never go beyond the infatuation stage, but I had to admit she was a tasty tidbit that had my cock swelling each time I pulled her close while dancing. Just like Ting had with her partners, she had scolded me playfully many times about the obviousness of my swollen cock pressing hard against her belly; but just as with Ting, it hadn't stopped her from enjoying the sensations with me and other friends who had the same ideas. My mental camera picked up speed as I recalled how often Ting had protested Tommy's roaming hands, earning only a blushing grin from him and a chuckle from both Lauren and I. Lauren always stoked the mood with a laughing comment about how Tommy was always like that and she had given up trying to break him of the habit. Tommy's unabashed response was always the same, why would he not try to get closer to a beautiful woman. As a result of these comments, neither Tommy nor I hesitated to give our partners an occasion fondling. Tonight had been a little different though. Whether it was the occasion, or the fact that we were in a very dimly lit club offering both good food, good dance music and drinks that seemed very light on the alcohol, but still effective, Tommy had been even more venturesome than normal. More than once when Lauren and I had been on the almost dark dance floor I had noticed his hand over Ting's breast and at least once I thought it had been inside her blouse. At first Ting had pushed his hands away as they explored her body, but she must have eventually realized there was little she could do without creating a scene and let him have his way. I certainly couldn't protest too much because I was doing the same thing with Lauren, earning only a sly smile. Ting caught my lecherous chuckle and asked what I was thinking. When I told her that I had seen Tommy's hand inside her blouse, she admitted that he had been ‘more forward than normal,' but having seen me doing the same with Lauren she assumed there was no reason to object too strenuously. Ting told me how at one point Tommy had whispered in her ear that he would love to get his mouth where his hand was and that it had sent a rush through her body. That brought my cock back up to full attention. I had told Ting many times that she could fuck anyone she wished, anytime, anywhere. She, assuming that during my travels I might be unfaithful to her, told me that I was allowed the same liberties as long as she never learned about it. The pressure of my now stiff cock against her thigh caused her to ask me about it. "Does the thought of him sucking my breast excite you?" she asked needlessly. "Yes," I admitted. "In fact I would love to see him fuck you. I think that just the idea of another man screwing you isn't something you want to think about, but what a turn on for me that would be." Ting and I had discussed this same scenario dozens of times before, but she hadn't been willing to let some of my friends get into her sweet pussy. As far as she was concerned, it was just my ‘usual dirty old man' habits that concerned her more because she thought it might have a bad effect on our marriage, regardless of how often I assured her otherwise. Ting realized where this line of talk was going and opened her thighs once more, inviting me to fuck her again. Within minutes, I was buried in her to the hilt, pounding hard into her luscious pussy. She was whispering in my ear about what she thought Tommy would do to her, and how, Then, just as I reached my peak, she asked the question to which I'm sure she already knew the answer. "And, while Tommy fucked me, would you be fucking Lauren?" That was all it took. I shot an enormous load of cum into my wife's pussy, sending her over the edge at almost the same moment. I rolled over on my back, pulling her on top of me as we both fought to regain our breath. I could feel Ting's lovely pussy squeezing the last rivulets from my rapidly fading hardness. That's the way we went to sleep after Ting's last comment about how she thought that was the way it might go eventually. From that day forward, both of us realized that we had crossed some sort of Rubicon. We partied with Tommy and Lauren, no more than usual and without any outward change, although we both realized that there was more touching, hugging and kissing building up with each meeting whether it was before we all went out together or in the privacy of each other's home. We both found, although we hadn't pressed it, that the same was happening with other friends of ours. Hands wandered without more than a token rebuke. I must also add that just the risqué aura of such activity had enlivened our sex life to the point that once again we were enjoying it daily. The hot tub parties we had enjoyed before were even more fun now since both of us realized there was no point in holding back. In fact it had carried over to our relationship with other couples we knew who seemed to feel the same way. I think we both knew what was coming, it was just a matter of when. Still, I must say I was a little surprised at how easily the open fondling of each other's wives had become among our circle of friends in the short time since Ting and I had discussed any reservations we might have about such activities. It seemed like Lauren and Ting's friendship had become even closer, leading to even more frequent visits between them. Tommy now frequently showed some erotic tapes on the TV parked near the hot tub claiming ‘it helped keep the water hot'. The alcohol and warm water combined to relax any inhibitions that might have prevented us from taking liberties in the past. It was now common for the girls to sit next to each other in the hot tub giggling together as our hands roamed over their bodies. More than once I found my hands covering Tings, between Lauren's thighs, earning only a smile from both ladies. It still surprised me though when during one particularly explicit sex scene on the tape, Lauren stood up in the tub and shed her top, daring Ting to do the same. I really didn't expect Ting to do it. She is very self-conscious about her smaller but very firm breasts. She could easily go without a bra beneath her clothing, but seldom had until recently, when we were partying with our friends. Each of the men who danced with her on such occasions had at one time or another told me how delightful it was to have her in their arms without the encumbrance. I could only smile in agreement. Now as I stared with delight at the only slightly less firm breasts of my friend's wife, noting how the nipples were tight, hard and elongated, I missed seeing Tommy give a yank on the knotted straps of Ting's top, causing a yelp and playful slap at his shoulder. She tried to hold it against her breasts, but Tommy had foreseen that and pulled it away, throwing it over to the far side of the tub. Lauren was laughing as she saw the commotion between her husband and Ting, especially when Ting started to cross the tub and lost her bikini bottoms to another perfectly timed pull. Lauren turned to me, still laughing, "I knew he would do that if he got a chance," she said. "He's been wanting to suck them for months!" As she stood there, almost nude, except for her own bikini bottoms, she took my hand and put it to the ties holding them to her hips. "I suppose these are next, right?" She looked at me questioningly as my hand grasped the knot, literally daring me to do the same to her. Of course I did. "Ah," she said softly as I pulled her into my lap. "This feels so much better, doesn't it?" It was just enough distraction that I failed to see Tommy's suit float to the top momentarily in the swirling water, but Lauren brought it to my attention as she tugged at my own suit raising herself just high enough that it could be pulled down easily. I think I must have blushed as she sat down in my lap once more, leaving my suit to revolve in the swirl of water in the center of the tub. I couldn't help the result. Lauren's cute little buns wriggled slightly and I found my cock worming its way between her thighs until the head was at the entrance to her cunt. My hands found their way to Lauren's breasts of their own volition as I glanced over to where Tommy was lowering Ting ever so slowly into his lap. Ting's mouth was open and her eyes closed. It didn't take much intelligence to understand it was to help her settle on his swollen cock and she had no objection either. "Ah, that feels nice," Lauren said in that soft voice that had lured me almost to this point before. Her nipples were pressing into the palms of my hand as I glanced over and saw Ting bend forward slightly and resettle her hips on Tommy. He responded with a thrust toward her and I knew that Ting now had his cock in her vagina. We must have sat like that for at least a few minutes, comfortable with the feeling of each other's sex enjoying the warmth of the nesting. But Ting, whispering in Tommy's ear broke it up. "This is great," he announced, "but it would be even better if we were in bed together, don't you think Lauren?" Her nod of agreement had Tommy on his way instantly. As he stood in the hot tub, he didn't relinquish his hole on Ting. I saw the connection as he lifted her with him. The combination of bodies proved too inconvenient though and I watched as his cock slid slowly from between her thighs. Turning her, Tommy picked her up in his arms as though she was light as a feather and stepped out of the tub. Lauren rose as Tommy and Ting disappeared into the house, leaving my cock to feel disappointed at the loss of the tight muscle surrounding it. Lauren held out her hand in invitation. "Shall we?" It was all she had to ask. In less than a minute, I had her out of the tub. She led me to the bedroom where Tommy and Ting were already enjoying the fruits of their previous play. Tommy was in the missionary position, over her, bunched up like a caterpillar as he tried to suck Ting's tits even as his cock tried to line up with the entrance to her pussy. He gave that up as we arrived and joined them on the bed, deciding instead to more profitably (and delightfully) fuck my beautiful wife whose petite size prevented him from sucking her tits and fucking her simultaneously. Ting lay on her back as she steered his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Tommy was already emitting pre-cum, which Ting used to lubricate his entrance, having lost all the previous lubrication when he had his cock in her while they were in the tub. Fortunately for Ting, some remained. Enough that as soon as Tommy's cock head was past her lips, he began moving slowly in and out, stirring the remainder even as he gave her more. Although fascinated by the scene in front of me, I started to take Lauren in the same manner, but she stopped me. "Just a second," she said softly. "This will be even better." I watched as she got on her hands and knees and slowly lowered her head to Ting's breast. She squeezed it gently, forcing the nipple higher and then with it cupped in both hands, began sucking it gently. What a turn-on! Watching Tommy and his wife both giving my lovely Ting the delights of both their experiences had me hard as a rock. Lauren's beautiful ass was in the air, facing me, at just the right height for me to steer my own cock to her pussy. I didn't see it, but I felt Ting's hand cupping Lauren's cunt, spreading the lips just perfectly for my entrance, inviting me to enter her just as Tommy was filling my wife's pussy with his cock. It was almost too much, but it certainly had both Lauren and myself secreting enough juices that entry was easy. I pressed into Lauren slightly and still Ting's hand was separating Lauren's lips until she felt the hair surrounding my cock tickling her fingers. At that moment Ting moved her hand to one of Lauren's breasts and began gently squeezing and pulling on it as though to lengthen the bounty which overflowed her tiny hand. Neither woman seemed uncomfortable with the situation. Lauren began moving her hips, driving my cock deeper into her as she sucked my wife's stone hard nipple. I heard her moan slightly as the feeling of her hot juices flooded my cock only making it easier for me to continue fucking her. Tommy was moving slowly in and out of Ting. Ting's arms were around him, pulling him close. Tommy was taking his time, enjoying ever moment of this. He would pull back until only the head of his dick was in her, then slowly feed its length into her until his balls rested tightly against her lovely ass. I watched my wife's legs curl behind his thighs and her hips rise as she pressed her crotch tighter to his fully impaling dick as though unwilling to let it go even for a moment. Soon she was gasping and jerking in the throes of her climax. Tommy continued fucking her as the flush of sexual fulfillment spread over her chest. "I'm cumming," Tommy groaned as he pressed his full length into my wife once more. I watched as the base of his cock squirmed while the full load of cum filled Ting's pussy. It seemed to have no effect on his intent to fuck her longer. I watched as he once again began fucking Ting, forcing some of the cum that filled her cunt out in a small rivulet of silvery semen that slowly slid down her tiny ass to form a small puddle beneath her. That did it! The sight of my lovely wife having her vagina filled with cum from one of my closest friends made me explode inside Lauren. I felt her drive hard against my throbbing cock, her tight vaginal muscles milking me of the heavy load in my balls. It set her off on another climax that had her shuddering even as I felt my cock continuing to jerk with jet after jet of hot cum to fill her as her husband had filled my wife. Ting Ch. 01 Moments later we were all laying side by side with our partners, trying to regain our breath after such a breath-taking experience. I found myself between Ting and Lauren. As pleasant as that was, I knew it couldn't last and once he had regained strength enough to stagger to the other side of the bed, Tommy was again beside his wife. None of us mentioned what had just happened, perhaps a little uncomfortable with the idea, but it didn't stop us from pulling our wives close and indulging in the hugging and kissing that usually ended such a fantastic love-making session, although previously only with our own wives. I blame Tommy for starting it. I felt his hand graze my back as he pulled Lauren over on her side to face him. I knew from the sounds that he was sucking her full breasts, just as fascinated with them as I was with the still swollen beauty of Ting's. They looked even more beautiful than ever, reddened by the grasping hands of my friend, nipples still standing high and proud from his hard, sucking admiration of Ting's lovely assets. So different from Lauren's and yet even more beautiful in their own way. The sight of other men fondling her before had been something very arousing, but now I realized I truly loved seeing other men's hands and mouths on them and wanted to see more. Ting's sweet pussy was still open from Tommy's assault on her and I couldn't believe how beautiful it was to me. I think I surprised her when I crawled between those lovely thighs and began to kiss the still puffy, reddened lips of her sex. She tasted delightful with the mixture of her juices and Tommy's cum. I found myself unable to resist lapping that wonderful soupy texture – and, once tasted, doubly delightful. She started to push my head away, as though unsure of my intent and that I might find her cum-soaked pussy somehow revolting. Too late though, one taste was all I had needed to reassure myself it was this mixture of her and her lover's cum that had once more aroused me to the point I had to devour it, figuratively as well as literally. I heard her gasp as my tongue slid between those lovely lips and my mouth covered her sex from the bottom to her swollen clitoris. The hands that had been pushing me away slowly changed to ones pulling me tighter against that warm juncture. I heard a sharp intake of her breath just as my lips closed over that swollen red bud just above her urethra and closed over it, as I inhaled her sweetness. I slid my arms beneath her thighs and lifted her pelvis higher wanting more of that morsel. I felt her squirming as she tried to meet my needs while encouraging me to let my tongue wend its way between those tight, swollen and parted lips. I didn't realize that Tommy was doing the same thing to Lauren, although he was on top of her in a sixty-nine position, until Ting swiveled beneath me. Looking up, I saw Lauren pressing her husband's hips away from her head and toward Ting. Even as I watched in surprise, Lauren took her husband's cock in one hand and reached beneath Ting's shoulders to pull her closer. Lauren's hand steered it toward Ting's mouth. Tommy's hips raised as Ting's head was pulled between Lauren's chest and her husband's crotch. She smiled widely as she saw Ting's mouth close over the bloated pre-cum-leaking head of Tommy's cock. I watched in wonder as Lauren took advantage of Ting's position and closed her hand over my wife's breast with gentle squeezes while her husband's cock made it's way deep into Ting's mouth. I almost lost my load once more as I saw Tommy gently fucking my wife's mouth as his wife fondled Ting's tits. It was so beautiful, and so-o hot! Obviously it was having the same effect on Ting as I felt her crotch thrusting against my open mouth. She was nearing orgasm. Hastily I resumed eating her just in time to feel her body quaking in orgasmic delight once more. Her pulsing vagina was pushing out the remnants of her and her lover's juices right into my worshiping mouth. I swallowed again and again, only wanting more of these delights as my wonderful wife passed through spasm after spasm of bliss accentuated by muffled groans from Tommy as he filled her mouth with his hot load of cum. Twenty minutes passed before it seemed Ting's sweet juices had been exhausted. The buildup of bodily heat among the four of us had forced us apart much more easily than our lust would normally have allowed and we lay apart from each other to cool off. "I loved that," I whispered to my wife who had finally gained enough strength to roll on her side, facing me. I could see that it had come as a surprise to her at how readily I had not only allowed another man to fuck her, but also seemed to enjoy my own interlude with Lauren. "Me too," she whispered in return, "but I think we need to talk about it, and this isn't the place or time to do it." Recognizing that she was right, it still took a few minutes to convince Tommy and Lauren that we ‘really must leave,' show our appreciation in a very comfortable, and spontaneous hug of each other's spouse, and then depart. The distance between our home and Lauren and Tommy's was just a short pleasant walk we made, hand in hand, both lost in our own thoughts. Once inside our little villa though, Ting recognized how the slow walk had reinvigorated me and was now having a problem keeping my hands off her. She was playfully slapping both my outstretched hands as I tried to pull her close to me once again. "Honestly!" she said in a feigned huff, "haven't you had enough for one night?" "Never!" I said in mock defiance. "Not after a scene like that!" Realizing that I had seen a facet of her behavior and my own that we had only talked about before, Ting turned serious as I pulled her into my arms and kissed her with a gentle, loving embrace belying my verbal intent. "I didn't know it would happen like that," she said softly, "although I knew it was leading up to it." "How so?" I asked. "Lauren and I have been talking about it for weeks," she admitted. "When she saw that you didn't have any objections to Tommy's wandering hands, she told me that something was going to happen if the four of us kept doing it. And wanted to know if I had any objections. I had to admit that it was fun and had actually increased our own interest in each other as far as sex goes. She laughed and said that it had been the same with her and Tommy. Then she told me that one night while he was screwing her, she asked him if he intended to fuck me." "Knowing how conservative Tommy is, that must have shaken him a bit," I mused. "She said he didn't answer, just kept fucking her harder and harder until he came. While they were cooling down, he asked her the same question – whether or not if he fucked me if she intended to fuck you. All she told him was what was good for the goose was good for the gander." I had to smile, so it had been true that Tommy had been the instigator of the entire scenario. Not that I blamed him, what man in his right mind wouldn't have wanted to fuck my beautiful wife? "She knew that it was going to happen sooner or later, she said, so one day while I was over there, she told me Tommy was going to try to fuck me and asked how I felt about that. I think that since I didn't say anything right away, she believed that I might not object too strongly. She went on about how we had all been friends for so long and how much she loved and respected both of us that it wouldn't bother her to let Tommy do it, but she felt that she had to do her own part to insure there weren't any hard feelings after the fact." "I pretty well had it figured out what she meant by ‘her own part,' but I asked anyway and she admitted that she wanted to fuck you." Now that was a surprise! I have never considered myself much of a prize, yet here was a woman who admitted that she wanted my cock in her. I recalled with pleasure how good it had felt to sink my dick into her pussy and how she had reacted as we fucked. I wondered if it would continue to be as good as it had tonight. The memories flooded back and I found my cock stiffening as I remembered how beautiful it had been to see Tommy thrusting deep into my wife's unguarded sex, matched by pelvic thrusts of her own as she drove him deeper. Hurriedly I led my lady back to our bedroom and stripped her. Despite our fornicating frenzy earlier, Ting obviously wanted more and soon we were both in bed. She straddled my hips and sat there momentarily before, with a delightful smile on her face, she began slowly lowering that sweet juicy honey pot on to my now rigid staff. Not another word was said until, once thoroughly filled, my wife leaned forward and whispered, "I assume we'll be doing that again." How right she was we came to know later. Ting Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Tommy & Lauren, Bill and Wendy It had been a little more than a month since Ting, Lauren, Tommy and I had enjoyed each other's company on their king-sized bed. More delightful evenings had followed, only increasing the closeness among the four of us. "I guess I just didn't realize how exciting it would be," Ting admitted one night shortly after our first experience. "I thought that having one cock available any time I wanted it was enough, but Tommy and Lauren sure showed me that it was fun to enjoy ourselves with others. "Me too," I told her as we cuddled. "Even as often as I had told you that I would like to see another man fuck you, I never dreamed that it would make our own love making so intense. Watching him screw you was absolutely delightful, and I just had to fuck you myself when he finished. "And Lauren too?" she teased. "Yes, her too. But what really turned me on was watching her feed you Tommy's cock and seeing you swallow his cum like that. That really got me hot!" "I could tell," she said softly, "just like it's doing both of us right now." Still, I was a little surprised when one day at my office, Wendy, a long-time friend of ours, visited with her husband, Bill. They needed some financial advice and turned to me since they knew my reputation as a financial adviser as well as being a good friend. It took a little more than an hour for us to complete the arrangements they had requested. It probably wouldn't have taken that long if Wendy hadn't spent so much time in my line of vision. Let me explain that. Wendy and Bill have been friends of ours for almost as long as we have been married. We often party at their house, just as we do with other friends. Our circle of friends has become much more interesting since Tommy, Lauren, Ting and I have found that the strict moralistic codes that hampered the closeness of our friendships for years could be stretched to include more risqué behavior. Some puritans might even call it salacious, but they are the ones who aren't having the fun we were. Ting had become much more open in her relationships with our other friends, and I could see that she was interested in more than just in passing. Who or what had started it, I'm not really sure, but I can assure you we were having much more fun than we had been having before. Not only were we enjoying our new relationship with Tommy and Lauren, but also it was spilling over into our relations with other friends. Bill and Wendy are a good example. Bill is one of those 'hale and hearty' guys who has never met a stranger. At a little over six feet tall, he towers over Ting by at least as much as his own wife. He also delights in lifting the ladies he meets socially off their feet with one of his famous hugs, which usually leaves their husbands smiling and the wife squealing with surprise. It's hard for them to stay miffed at him though; he is as handsome as he is tall, with a rugged physique most men admire and over which women drool. He had met his match in Wendy though. Wendy had been a professional martial arts instructor for more than three years before meeting Bill. Who would have thought that the five foot, brown haired, angelic looking doll would throw Bill three times in a demonstration of her proficiency. Bill had not only laughed off the skill exhibited, but made it his life's work to marry that cute little filly. It had taken him three years more to convince her to marry him, but once that happened it was as though they were made for each other. Bill knew that with her beauty, there would be times when he would probably worry about his wife, but it never happened. Wendy had never exhibited any tendency to stray. She was also as skilled verbally as physically and could disarm most men without more than a cautionary word. She had often told female friends that she had no reason to stray, saying that Bill was as adept in the bedroom as he was in his business, but this had changed gradually and it began to appear both were ready for a little adventure. I hoped that was so, because I had a serious case of 'love to' over Wendy. More than a few times recently, she had been my dance partner and a real juicy morsel to have in my arms. At first she had just given me a quizzical look when my hands wandered, but since our experience with Tommy and Lauren that had changed to a much more permissive aura. I wondered who, if anyone, had told Wendy about our newfound recreation. I know that Bill felt the same way about Ting. She had told me often before about Bill's wandering hands, even more so than Tommy. Actually it had been Bill who had made me wonder if in fact Ting was ready to think about the comfort of another man's body on her own. When I asked her if I should mention it to Bill, she had given me that inscrutable oriental smile and said it wouldn't be necessary. So, I wasn't surprised when Wendy had mentioned, as I escorted her and Bill out to the parking garage, that both had suggested joining them at a local bistro noted for it's slow dance music and cozy, dimly lighted interior. When I mentioned that Tommy and Lauren had already suggested the same thing that night, Wendy gave her husband a quick smile and nod of her head. We decided to increase the party to a group of six. To this day I don't know if Lauren had spilled the beans to Wendy and she, in turn had told Bill the coast was clear, but it certainly appeared that way when we were nearing the end of the night's festivities. Bill sat at the end of our semi-circular booth next to Lauren. I was in the middle between Lauren and Wendy, while Tommy was at the other end of the booth next to Ting. The drinks had been flowing freely and the dancing had gotten progressively more 'interesting.' At least twice I had been on the floor with Wendy or Lauren and had seen Bill checking for the presence of a bra on Ting, with no apparent objection from her. Now as I watched Ting and Tommy explore each other surreptitiously, I decided to spend a set with Wendy while Bill's big hands did the same with Lauren. Wendy had changed before the party and now wore an almost flesh colored diaphanous blouse with a matching low-cut bra that showed a considerable amount of her small, but very pert breasts. Added to a full but short tan skirt, she looked downright edible. I couldn't help but glue my eyes to the cavern between her breasts. She caught me. "They're 34B," she announced, causing me to blush furiously and be thankful for the almost non-existent lighting. She laughed. "I just thought I might as well tell you before you began checking - and no, I don't wear panty hose, see?" With that remark, she took my hand which had I thought had been cleverly working its way lower and lower and put it beneath her skirt. Instead of the curse of mankind - panty hose - I felt the edge of a garter belt and warm, soft flesh. If my cock had been less than fully aroused before, it certainly put on a burst of growth now as my hand slid toward the juncture of her thighs and felt nothing but more soft, warm flesh. She gasped and closed the distance between us immediately as my fingers found the cleft of engorged and damp labia. "Keep that up, and you'll get yourself fucked right here on the dance floor," she whispered softly. "And I really wouldn't like that. I'd much prefer doing it at home, in bed." "Wouldn't Bill be a little upset by that?" I asked, desperately hoping for a negative answer. "Look at him and Ting," she suggested. I turned my head, but in the darkness I was only able to make out general shapes. I twirled the two of us closer to where I thought they were and found out that Bill had left Ting in favor of Lauren. As the swap of partners had obviously occurred, I gave Wendy a questioning glance. "No matter," she said quickly. "He told me he's going to fuck both of them tonight." "What brought this on?" I asked, already guessing the answer. I couldn't look at her, absorbed instead by the sight of Bill's big hand squeezing one of Lauren's breasts as the moved slowly only a foot or two away from us. It was at that point that Tommy caught my attention and nodded toward the door. I recognized it as a signal he intended to leave with Ting and, before I could nod an affirmative, I saw them disappear through the rear entrance of the club into the parking lot. Wendy was already moving in the same direction, leaving me to wonder if Bill would follow with Lauren. We were barely out the door before I saw his big frame, one arm wrapped around Lauren's chest, following us to the van I had used to bring all of us to the party. Tommy and Ting were already inside, on the cushioned floor in the rear of the van before I could hand Wendy into the seat next to me. Bill and Lauren barely had the door closed before I heard Lauren tittering, protesting that she didn't want to get her blouse ruined by his haste. I got a brief glance at them as I got in the driver's seat and felt Wendy slide close. Lauren's blouse was pulled off one shoulder and her breast was in Bill's mouth. I couldn't see Ting and Tommy on the floor in the back, but the moan of pleasure I heard was definitely proof she was enjoying her self. The fifteen minute trip to our house took entirely too long as far as I was concerned. Wendy's head was in my lap, bobbing up and down on my cock, which I desperately was trying to prevent from cumming. One of my own hands was busy between her thighs, fingering that warm juicy gash. Bill had Lauren's right leg over the back of our front seats and her left over the seat on which she lay. Bill's energetic fucking was literally causing the van to bounce up and down on its springs as we traveled the short distance. I wondered about Ting, but heard nothing except a chorus of male and female groans from the far end of the van. I have to admit it was certainly hard to concentrate on driving with Wendy's attentions to my own rigid problem. We barely made it inside the front door before articles of clothing began flying about the living room. Fortunately, we had just had the living room carpet replaced by a thick pad and lush carpet that made it easier for all of us to get busy without concern for a bed. Ting was almost invisible beneath Bill's sturdy frame, but her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. Lauren sat against the sofa, a wide smile on her face, still recovering from the hard pounding Bill had given her on the way over. Tommy sat beside her, his arm over her shoulders, cupping one breast, as they looked on shamelessly at what Ting was now absorbing from Bill. I have to admit I wasn't watching what was going on as closely as I should have been had I been concerned about what Bill's plunging cock was doing to my wife. Instead I found my own reward between Wendy's thighs. My feeble efforts on the way home had left her pussy slightly open and heavily coated with the juices I had pumped out of her with my fingers while she sucked my cock. Now it was my turn! Working my way down that lovely body, I soon found my head over the tiny growth of muff covering Wendy's hot pussy. At first she seemed hesitant, looking toward Bill and Ting, but as my warm breath disclosed my mouth's proximity, I saw the engorged lips open just enough to view tiny pearls of her nectar. She was obviously as aroused as I. The aroma rising from her crotch was enchanting. There is nothing more delightful than the scent of an aroused woman, especially when one is that close to her. I opened my mouth wide and covered her sweet clam-shaped lips from top to bottom, earning a slow moan from her as my tongue searched that delightful valley. My hands, still on her breasts, felt the growing vertical development of her nipples until their length protruded above my fingers. I felt my hands pushed aside as both Lauren and Bill crawled from their position near the couch to get closer to the action. Looking up Wendy's concave little belly, I saw both of them descend on a full breast each, their cheeks hollowed by the suction of their mouths. Ting was now on the couch, with Tommy fucking her hard. Wendy shivered at all the sudden attention, then spread her thighs further apart as I wormed my tongue deeper into that warm gulf. I could see Lauren's middle finger rubbing slow circles around the now exposed nubbin of Wendy's clit. Wendy's calves worked their way over my back and I felt the pressure of her warm legs pulling me deeper into her now juicy cunt. I knew it wouldn't take long for Wendy to cum. Her arousal was too intense. And I was right. Before more than a few minutes of lingual stimulation of her sexual core, her legs tightened behind my head and I tasted the almost syrupy elixir of her orgasm flow over my tongue. Her crotch was straining upwards as she tried to force my tongue deeper, but with a few final thrusts of her hips, I realized that her orgasm was ending. It was just in time. My cock, which had until now been forced to bury itself only in the soft fibers of our rug, was demanding more. I worked my way up Wendy's body this time. Lauren and Bill had little choice but to retreat as my mouth closed over one breast and my hand began gently kneading the other. Lying with my head on Wendy's chest, leisurely lapping one nipple while toying with the other, I saw my lovely wife on her hands and knees, with Bill's cock in her mouth and Tommy's lengthy cock pumping into her juicy core. Each thrust of Tommy's cum covered cock forced Ting's face tighter into Bill's crotch, but he didn't seem to mind. Lauren lay beneath Ting, using both hands around her breast to pull it closer to her open mouth. Even with a pillow beneath her head it was a difficult stretch, but the shiny saliva covering an engorged nipple showed she had already been successful. That was enough for me and, without thought of how beautiful this scene was, I turned my body and let Wendy's hands lead my cock to its own paradise. "Oh, that's just what I want," I heard her hiss, "but I want it in bed." That was all the encouragement I needed. It took very little effort to life her from the floor and start toward the bedrooms. The others may have gotten the idea at the same time. Ting was on the couch with Tommy's head between her thighs and his hands kneading her breasts. I knew from the rigid nipples that she wouldn't be needing me for hours yet. Ting had told me the first time that Tommy had fucked her how he loved eating pussy and how good he felt when that long tongue was causing her body to float from one orgasm to another. Since this was to be my first time with Wendy, I wanted her to be comfortable. I heard Lauren's voice behind me and turned, with Wendy in my arms, to see her being carried into the guest bedroom by Bill. Wendy saw it too. She turned her head just enough that Bill could see her smile and suggested that Bill 'sock it to her'. Bill's answering smile suggested he intended to do just that. "This is perfect," Wendy said as I laid her on my side of our king-size mattress. I started to climb over her prostrate form, but she had a surprise for me yet. "I want some more of this before you fuck me," she said softly. "I love sucking cock and I don't want you to cum too soon when you're in my pussy". With that, one hand curled around my balls and the other pulled my cock toward her smile. It was heaven! Just as it had been in the van. Wendy is an accomplished cocksucker. I almost blew my load as I felt her lips open just wide enough to accept the head of my dick, but it was nothing compared to the delight I felt when that muscular tongue of hers began circling my cock as she looked up at me. I couldn't resist. Bending down slightly, I took her head in both my hands and pressed my cock deep into that hot mouth. In my limited experience, very few women know how to suck a man off. Most just let the man fuck her mouth, but not Wendy. Bill had obviously taught her a great deal, and now I was benefiting from his tutelage (or at least someone's, because I didn't believe anyone could get that good just from experimenting with her husband.) Wendy knew just how much pressure to put on the shaft with her teeth as I dragged it slowly from her mouth, then pressed it deep inside once again. I felt her throat close over the head and the muscles in the back of her throat clamping around it as she literally tried to swallow it. Her cheeks were concave with the suction of her efforts. She set a new record for making me cum. Even Ting's skills didn't surpass Wendy's, and I always thought she was the best I had ever had. Maybe it was the novelty of fondling her pussy with one hand as I guided her head back and forth with the other, but within five minutes she had my cum blasting its way straight down her throat. That's where many women lose their enthusiasm for sucking a man off, but not Wendy. She was gulping my hot seed down as though it was a warm, sweet custard. My hips were jerking back and forth wildly. Pummeling her chin with my balls, and still she kept sucking until I could stand it no longer. She looked in my eyes as she slowly used her tongue to clean the remnants of my cum from the still hard length of my rod. "Now we can get down to business," she sighed as she pulled me over her body. "I've been wanting to fuck you from day one", she sold me as she directed my cock to her wet juncture. "I've just been waiting to see if Ting might share." "Apparently Bill has too." I commented as I felt the tip of my shaft touch the warmth of her outer lips. I felt her legs open wider, allowing the head of my cock to creep into that warm vault and feeling the muscles of her vagina close around my swollen head, earning a sigh of pleasure from her. "Yes," she said with a sibilant sigh. "He's been so good about this ever since I told him that I wanted to fuck you. He told me he intends to screw her all night the first time that we get a chance to be together in a foursome." "I'd like to see that myself," I said as I eased deeper into that tight sheath. "I think Bill would be good for her." My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of Wendy's nylon-clad legs crossing behind my thighs as she pulled me deeper into that snug harbor. I retreated slightly to spread my pre-cum over her inner walls and then pressed into her once again. "Ah," she hissed, "that's what I like. Now, all the way, honey, let me feel you fill me to the brim." I felt my balls tighten against her crotch as I penetrated that last half inch or so. I could have sworn I felt her cervix open as the head of my cock found itself imbedded deeply in her cunt. I certainly hoped that she was on the pill with my sperm this close to her channel, but it was a little late to be worrying about that now, especially given the delightful sensations the ribbed lining of her cunt was giving my cock. "That's it, that's it," she whispered breathlessly as I began slowly fucking her. "This feels so good, just the way I expected. You have such a beautiful cock. I'm going to need it often." "I certainly would like to give it to you every day," I replied as I worked my ass in a circle, trying to press even deeper into my lover's quim. She was thrusting up with her crotch to meet me on each down stroke. "Bill might object," she giggled, "but if you offered Ting to him each time you fucked me, I'm sure he wouldn't object too much if at all." "That's a thought. I wonder if Bill would like to swap you for Ting for a two or three day trip sometime?" "Oh, now you're being b-a-d," she giggled once again as my pumping action began picking up speed, "but what an interesting thought!" It certainly was for me too. With both hands gripping those lovely tits, feeling the tight little nipples trying to push through my palms, I was in hog heaven! Wendy had one of those 'buttery cunts' that seemed to melt around my cock. Combined with the tight muscles squeezing my swollen shaft, it was pure pleasure. Only Ting had ever given me this much pleasure and I knew that sooner or later I would have to spend more time on this lovely lady's belly. Ting Ch. 02 I matched her pelvic thrusting with my own, driving my cock deep into her hot pussy, as her breathing became almost a pant. I knew she was close to orgasm, and so was I. When I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and her head begin thrashing from side to side, I gave her those last few hard, long, fast strokes that sent both of us over the top. She held her breath as the first hot jets of cum filled her cunt. I felt her meet me with a hard thrust of her hips that drove me to the end of her vagina. She groaned as the first of her orgasm took her, shuddering beneath me. I slowed my thrusts as I saw the effect it was having on her, but still it seemed like a river of cum was filling her cunt. "Oh, damn, that's good!" she gasped as her eyes opened once again. "I haven't had an orgasm like that in months." She pulled me down until I was able to kiss her as the last of my cum spilled over the tight confines of her cunt lips. "I want to do that again," she whispered, "but not tonight. I'll be too sore if we keep this up as long as I would like. Bill will want to fuck me when we get home. I love the way your cock fits in me. Can you come over to our house tomorrow? We could have the whole day in bed." "I'd love to," I told her honestly, "but what about Ting? I know that after a party like this, she's going to want more cock?" "Bring her along," Wendy said softly. "Lauren told me that she goes both ways and so do I. I'd love to eat her pussy after you fuck her." The thought of seeing these two ladies in a sixty-nine and being able to fuck both was enough to almost make me cum again. I knew that tomorrow was a certainty! Ting Ch. 03 Ting 3: Tommy and Lauren Bill and Wendy Art and Candy * * * I had never expected my idea of watching another man fuck my lovely wife, Ting, to be so exciting, or to lead us into relationships with friends as it had. Still, I certainly have enjoyed the sight of my wife on her back with a hard cock doing pushups in her pussy while I was getting some hot pussy myself. It had gone far beyond anything I expected her to do - and what was even better, she was enjoying it as much as I. It was an entirely new facet of our love for each other. Not only were both of us getting some marvelous sex from friends and now, neighbors, but also we were finding out that it made our own lovemaking more spontaneous, intense and enjoyable. "It was your fantasy," she whispered to me one night as we made love, "and you know I'll do anything to make you happy." She said this as she rode my cock (which certainly made me happy) after a full night of fun with Bill and Wendy. I could still feel the remnant of Bill's cum in that tight sheath that gave me so much delight. It was a pleasure I had relished ever since the first time I fucked her after Tommy had filled her with his hot cum. As any man will tell you, there are few sensations more arousing than fucking your wife through a load that another man has left in her. What's even better, Ting told me that it made the feeling of a hard dick fucking her even more intense. She loved it as much and I did. "Frankly, I doubted that you would ever be willing to do it," I told her, thrusting upward as she ground her pussy around my cock in a circular motion. I knew that would have her cumming shortly since it excited her clit almost as much as it did my hard dick. "Oh, I might not have if you hadn't kept telling me how much you wanted to see it happen. Tommy just happened to be around at the time when I decided I could let it happen once, just to see if it would have any effect on our marriage." "Well, it certainly did," I said with a groan of pure pleasure. "I've never dreamed you could take me on as many times a day as we've been doing ever since that first time." "I have to," she said, speeding up her grinding rotation. "After all, I wouldn't want you to have all those 'strange' cunts wrapped around your cock for too long. You might get used to it and decide you don't need me any more." she joked. I lost it right then. The combined sensations of her super slick vagina, and the memories of watching her suck Bill's cock as well as seeing him fill her tight little cunt were just too much. I knew she too was close as her eyes closed, her head went back, and she began squeezing her breasts while posting up and down on my throbbing meat. Gripping Ting's tight little buns, I pulled her down hard on my cock just as the moment hit. Hot jets of thick cum were filling her pussy as she shook with her own orgasm. She was keening that beautiful sound that told me she was cumming hard too. I pulled her down and rolled her over on her back, drawing her knees up in the crooks of my elbows as I drove into her. I watched the flush of her orgasm creep over her chest and into her face as she continued thrusting her hips upward, driving me deep into her pussy. Her cunt was gripping my cock in a series of milking sensations. I knew my hard couldn't last much longer, but I wanted every drop of my cum in her cunt. When finally Ting shuddered and relaxed her own vice grip around my back, I rolled her over on her side and we held each other close, showing our mutual appreciation with a long, slow kiss. Ting knew what I would want next and, as we broke our embrace, she rolled once more onto her back and spread her legs wide. "Want it?" she asked with that devilish grin of hers. "Is a hog's rear end pork?" I responded with a wide smile of my own. Ting's legs circled behind my back as my face neared her crotch. The puffy lips of her pussy were still open enough I could see a portion of the heavy load I had shot into her and I attacked it with my tongue, closing my lips over that equally swollen clit as well as the rest of her labia. Her hips jerked upward as she felt my tongue enter her. "Yes, yes," she hissed as her hands found the back of my head and pulled me tightly to her hot crotch. The scent and taste of our lovemaking was a heady, intoxicating mixture of sensual pleasure "Eat me, honey," she groaned, "I'm going to cum again!" She was right. Even as my tongue scooped the last of my deposit into my mouth and I swallowed the mixture of our juices, Ting pulled me so hard into her crotch I felt I was drowning. Her juices were flowing copiously, so much so that I pulled her over me and let gravity feed me the rest as her body shook in the throes of her orgasm. Art and Candy had been our neighbors since the first day we moved into this newly developed neighborhood. Both were black although it seemed to make no difference to them or the rest of the neighborhood. In fact, since we had moved in, we had seen the neighborhood become much more mixed, racially and ethnically, than we had expected. Yet there seemed to be no resentment among those here first. We liked that, and we also liked our neighbors. Since our arrival, we had learned it was traditional to rotate the 'required' Fourth of July barbecue among those on our block, first at one house then the next. For some newcomers it was the first time they had celebrated this American holiday, but the familiarity with each other blossomed even as our taste buds learned to savor more than hot dogs, hamburgers and a cold beer or soft drink. Art and Candy were the beer, hot dog and hamburger types, just as we were. It didn't take the Fourth to get us together. Any weekend when the heat was bearable and the pool water warm was enough to make a foursome or moresome. The mix of cultures had really been an eye opener to Ting. Soon she too was wearing bathing suits that would have shocked her in the early years of our marriage. What really turned me on more than anything though was the fact that skinny-dipping had become the rule of the day among our friends for many of those late night dips. A high privacy fence protected our privacy and had become so popular that every house on our block had one. It left the sides of the properties open, but precluded anyone on the street from a view of what was happening. No one thought anything about stripping to the buff any longer as the moon rose higher in the sky. And what a delightful view it could bring! At first it had been just with Tommy and Lauren, then Bill and Wendy joined us in these late night frolics that more often than not led to even more fun in our bedrooms. Art had not gotten into those antics at first, but I noticed he was becoming more used to the display of the feminine form and would no longer disappear into their own home with Candy. He admitted to me that the sight of all those divine feminine forms had made it necessary for him to take Candy inside and fuck her senseless. The first time that it got to the buff state though was with just the four of us. I hadn't missed the effect it had on him before and expected him to desert Ting and I at any moment. But tonight was somehow different. He was sporting a thick, and slightly longer boner in his Speedo's than my own, yet he still hadn't abandoned us when both Ting and Candy had doffed their suits as the sun disappeared. I couldn't help but be aroused by the sight of Candy's bare D cup delights. Neither could Ting, but she appeared much more interested in the hard-on Art was now sporting. Still he had a hard time admitting it, even to herself. I saw her blush and look away quickly when Art's suit came off the first time. Candy noticed it too and laughed as she saw Ting's embarrassment at being seen staring. "Don't worry, honey," she laughed, "he doesn't bite. At least not too hard." Ting was mortified. Art laughed as he realized that Ting had been staring at his gift and Candy had caught her at it. "Show her, honey." She told her husband. Now Art had been enjoying the view of Ting's shape ever since that first day, and even more so now that the bathing suits no longer hid any part of it. He seemed fascinated by her almost hairless crotch and armpits, just as I was in the reverse as I mentally fondled his wife. Candy is a lovely, five foot eight bundle of delights with the same open, candid approach to life that our "closest" friends have. She knew she had a beautiful body and didn't mind displaying it when circumstances permitted. Many times in our earlier visits in their home and ours, she had worn some item of upper garments that fit tightly across her 38-inch bust line. But what I liked even more was when she wore one of the loose smocks that allowed an even better view of those twin lovelies when she leaned forward. Candy never wore a bra, I learned later, and yet they were as firm and high standing as Ting's. I had been caught more than once ogling them at some opportune moment, earning only a smile from her, and a chuckle from Art. Ting looked away when Art approached her at his wife's suggestion. She looked at me first, but wouldn't look at him until he took her hand from the arm of the deck chair and put it on his now engorged cock. It was only then that she turned and eyed that heavy piece of beef. "M-m-m, that feels good," Art cooed as Ting's hand slowly began to curl around it. "Would you like a taste of my chocolate lollypop little girl?" he teased. I think it surprised him when my lovely wife opened her mouth wide and slowly slid her lips over the bulging head of his now cum-leaking cock head. I was surprised too, but not so much because she was doing something I knew she liked, but also because Candy, sitting on the picnic table only a few feet away, beckoned me over. "The house rule," she purred, "is if daddy gets some, so does mommy." I wouldn't have minded if Candy only mimicked Ting's obvious interest, but I wanted more. That luscious black bush between her thighs already sparkled with dewy droplets, and that offered much more enticement to me. She didn't object when instead of offering my cock for her oral pleasure, I pushed her back slightly and moved between her warm thighs. Laying back on the table, her upper body inclined on her elbows, she smiled at me. "Ah, that's what I was hoping for," she said softly as I began rubbing the head of my dick over lips that were opening slowly. She sighed, locking her calves behind me as the first inch of swollen head slid into her warm depths. I kept it right there, letting her get used to it as my hands found those marvelous tits of hers. "And a chocolate milk lover too," she crooned as my head lowered to breasts with high standing nipples that fit perfectly in my mouth. I began slowly moving my hips back and forth letting my now freely flowing juices coat her velvety smooth core while I sucked those luscious tits. She lay back horizontally as I tried to inhale as much of that sweet meat as I could, letting my tongue dance over the nipple while she held my head in place. "Harder," she hissed, "bite them." I did as I was told, taking little nips at those engorged nipples as I went from one to the other without losing my opportunity to work my cock deeper into her. I realized I should have been watching to see how Ting was doing, but Candy was taking up all my endeavors at the moment. I found out immediately that she loved to fuck and could handle anything I could give her without concern over what Art was doing to Ting. "I've been wondering how long it would take to get this," she murmured. "Art has been telling me to fuck you for weeks, but I wanted him to get to Ting first. If he's busy with her, he won't be worried about me, and we can go inside and get comfortable. He likes to shoot his load first, then he'll take her inside and spend the rest of the evening fucking her." As busy as I was, I heard the screen door slam and looked up just fast enough to see Art carry Ting inside their house. "That was fast," Candy laughed. "She must be really good to get him off that soon." "She's wonderful," I agreed, "but Art just gave me a great idea." "What's that?" "Let me show you," I said, reluctantly letting my mouth slide off her tits. I embraced her and lifted her from the tabletop without losing my penile grip on her cunt, then turned toward our house. "If he's as hot after her as I am after you, he's going to want to fuck her at least a few hours, and you and I can become better acquainted." She opened our rear door for us as I maneuvered her inside and down the hall to our bedroom. She sighed as I lay her on the bed and followed her without breaking our connection. "You're right, this is better. Now, fuck me." I did, first in the missionary position, then with her on all fours and my cock buried to the hilt in her pussy, squeezing her tits with one hand while the other strummed her clit until she had her second orgasm. Her body jerked and bucked against me as she felt those hot jets of cum blast deep into her cunt. That wasn't the end of it by far. Before we both reached the point we had to stop from mutual exhaustion, I had climaxed twice and I knew that she had at least a half dozen hard orgasms. But it wasn't until she had straddled my face and slid that cum-filled pussy of hers back and forth while I tried to lap it all out of her, leading to a mind blowing orgasm, that we both finally had enough. Her raven-haired bush was soggy, and my face was a mask of glistening combined juices when we called a truce. "Somehow I just knew you would be a great pussy eater," she sighed as we lay together in a tight clench that pressed those world class boobs of hers against my chest. "You had me cumming at just the thought of your eating me." "And I knew you'd have a beaver that just begged to be eaten. I love it when you pull me in deep and I can get my tongue so far inside you. You're delicious!" "Does Ting like having her pussy eaten?" "She loves it," I admitted. "It's our favorite way of coming down from a good fuck." "Well, I suspect she's getting that. I just hope that Art doesn't disappoint her in the pussy-eating department. He's good, but not close to your talents." "If he leaves as much cum in her as I expect, there will be plenty for me to enjoy when he's finished with her." "That won't be for quite some time yet," Candy giggled. "He's been wanting to fuck her ever since you guys moved in." Candy grew pensive for a moment then asked something I'm sure had been going through her mind for a while. "Do you eat her after other men have fucked her?" "Of course," I told her. "That's the beauty of this lifestyle. I want to see her get as much pleasure out of our relationships as I do, and that means I get to fuck and eat her when her partner has done his best. I like feeling that hot wad of cum around my cock as I fuck her, and I know it really turns her on to have me screw her then. She's at her best when she has so much cum in her that it's leaking out when she gets over my face." "I'd like to see that," Candy said thoughtfully. "Then why don't we go over to your house and you'll get your chance." "Oh, that would be the naughtiest," Candy giggled. "watching him screw her while you eat my cunt." "Then what are we waiting for?" I asked, reluctantly releasing her and backing off the bed. "I'd love to see him stuffing her face with that big sausage of his." "Me too," Candy giggled once more. "Not many women can take it all, but she sure looked like she wanted to." Candy followed me off the bed and we ran naked over to their house, both of us laughing at the thought of our neighbors who might be admiring the fun we were having. It was so late very few lights were on in the neighborhood, but we both knew that more than one set of eyes were probably watching. Bill and Wendy, just on the other side of our house, would almost certainly be still up. I knew that both would want a full report of our shenanigans tomorrow if they saw us. They had been eyeing Candy and Art as long as we, and Bill had admitted the thought of burying his bone in Candy's snatch was occupying much of his time even when he was on board Wendy. He had admitted as much to Ting after the last fuck they shared. Now I could tell him that it was just as good as he had hoped. It was quiet when we entered the house. Candy put a finger to her lips, suggesting quiet as we got closer to the master bedroom. Just as we got to the open door, I heard a groan and looked in. Ting was on her knees giving Art one of her fantastic blowjobs. Both were so engrossed that I had time enough to watch Art put both hands behind Ting's head and pull her tighter to his cock just as he blew such a huge load in her mouth that it overflowed over her swollen tits. "Damn, that was good!" Art said, as his wife and I entered their bedroom. He saw us now, and motioned Ting to look. Ting sat up on her heels and smiled at us, even as she swallowed the remainder of Art's cum. "It's delicious," she managed to say as the two of us sat on the edge of their bed. I could only smile, knowing that I had just seen my wife taking the largest cock she had ever sucked easily. "Can you get him up again?" Candy asked. "She certainly can," Art replied for her, taking her arm and pulling her back down to face an almost unfazed cock. Art was still semi-rigid and appeared to be quite happy about having his dick covered with my wife's saliva. Ting's hand had never left his shaft and it was still moving slowly up and down. He obviously was enjoying Ting's talent as much as I do. "Good," Candy replied, "because I'd like to watch her husband fuck her as she sucks your dick." Ting said nothing, only smiling as once again her mouth covered that bloated helmet. This time she took only the head of it inside, but from the movement of her throat, I could tell her tongue was bringing the still engorged sausage back to life. It brought me back too, and I knelt behind her as she leaned forward, driving my cock between the red, swollen lips of her pussy. "Oh, yeah!" Candy murmured as she closed her hand over one of Ting's breasts and began squeezing it in time with my wife's bobbing head. "I've been wanting to get a feel of these. They look so good." Despite the mouthful of man meat in her mouth I could tell Ting didn't mind a bit, even using her other hand over Candy's to encourage her. It was my turn to groan with the pleasure Ting's tight sheath gave me as I felt the muscles massaging Art's cum around my cock. Candy was now stretching out perpendicular to the three of us, her head on her husband's leg, sucking my wife's tit. I couldn't resist the sight and covered her still sodden muff with one hand as I fucked Ting. My fingers found their way into Candy and soon I was stroking in and out of her with one hand as I fucked my wife. * * * There's more to come as other neighbors learn of our interests. Stay tuned to read about our adventures. Ting Ch. 04 Ting sat high in the saddle, her pussy tight against Wendy's mouth. Occasionally she would lean forward, allowing Bill's cock to pump a few more rivulets from her tight little cunt once more. Wendy was getting the benefit of both her husband's and my wife's juices, rubbing her tits as I watched. It had already been one heck of a night! I had fucked Wendy until I couldn't screw any longer, despite her marvelous lips being wrapped tightly around my schlong. Bill had done the same for Ting, but he lasted longer. Our neighbors had just recently returned from a vacation in Jamaica that Bill told me had been one of the most erotic they had ever enjoyed. "And you'll never guess who we met," he had told me before we started partying. "Do you know Miriam and Park?" he asked. I responded I knew them vaguely, but not as well as I would have liked. Park was a gentle Korean who owned and occasionally operated the local convenience story, assisted by his wife, Miriam. Park was a gentleman in every sense of the word. He never failed to smile and compliment his female customers, and kid their husbands about having gotten the best end of the deal in their marriage. Miriam played along with it, often teasing the male customers with a display of her trim figure as she rang up their purchases. It was the kind of store where everyone felt comfortable and shopped regardless of the fact that other stores had lower prices. The convenience and conviviality more than made the difference. "That guy is built like a horse," Bill had told me. "I was in the fresh water shower, getting rid of the salt, when he came in. He dropped his suit and I swear he has a cock that's half again as long as mine when it's soft. It's not very thick, or at least it wasn't when I saw it but, man! What a dick! I told Wendy about it and she just had to see for her self. To make a long story short, we swapped that night and what a ride he gave her. And that Miriam…" he shook his head as if in disbelief, "I thought our gals had great figures, but this gal makes your tongue hard when she takes of her clothes. She shaves that little muff of hers and it just makes you sit up and beg to get it in your mouth." "And, did you?" I asked. "You better believe it. All it took was the sight of Wendy eating her pussy like it was cream from a saucer before I knew I had to have it too. She gave it up as soon as I had rocked her boat a few times and I thought it was about the tastiest treat I've had in years, until I tasted it mixed with Park's cum. That really made it special!" "And how about Wendy? Did she like the way he fucked her?" "I'll say she did," Bill exclaimed. "She says he had his dick in her so deep it made her cum just feeling him sliding it in. She told me that the head of it was just like the dasher in a cream churn. She couldn't turn it loose!" "Sounds like someone I'd like to see working Ting over." "You won't regret it, man. He'll have her on cloud nine for the entire night." With all that interesting conversation going through my head, I fucked Wendy to a stand still that night. We were still in bed, relaxing with a cigarette when I asked her opinion. "Ting will love it," she acknowledged. "He's not as heavy as you two guys are, and he lasts at least as long. But something else is how Miriam reacts. She goes bananas when she sees her husband fucking. All the time he was screwing me and even when Bill had his dick up her cunt, she had her mouth on my pussy. I think she likes girls as much as he does." Another interesting facet. Since we had found our way into this lifestyle, I had been amazed at how hard it made me to watch my lovely wife muff diving. All the gals liked her ministrations and several had even come over to the house during the day for some girl/girl fun. I had to admit that it turned me on too. Maybe not as much as watching one of the guys screw her, but it was still something that made me fuck her even harder when she was finished with her female partner. I remembered how she had told me when we first got together that she had learned to eat pussy and suck cocks to prevent pregnancy before she was married. She had certainly refined her talents since then and still loved it as a prelude or finale to some thrilling evenings. Knowing that Miriam too went both ways was a sure-fire way to get to know her better. That night was great but already, on the way home, I was thinking about how we could entice Park and Miriam to join us in our newly organized group. I knew Bill and Wendy would tell them of our interest, just as both had said, but I wondered how Ting would react to an Asian man fucking her. She had always told me that they were considerably smaller on the average than most Caucasians, but I wasn't so sure that it wasn't some kind of cultural bias, just as our most recent experience with blacks had been. Ting assumed that all black men were built as well as Art until she had her next experience with a gentleman whose six inch length felt better in her ass than in her pussy. Fortunately Art had been there to fill her pussy while his friend explored her ass. She loved the double penetration, but admitted that she would have preferred that Art screw her anytime over most black couples we had met since then. That suited the heck out of me, because Candy was a marvelous fuck and never failed to give me a thrill anytime Ting was out with Art, getting her black education. Still, due to our conflicting schedules, it wasn't until a couple of weeks later that Park and Miriam could accept our invitation to have dinner with us. I had insisted that we have the dinner catered, realizing that having Ting prepare and serve it as was our custom, that it would take away too much of her time from the meeting with Park and Miriam. It turned out to be the perfect solution. Ting was dressed in one of her loveliest cheong sams, the black frog closures closing over her breasts in a caress, while the long, diaphanous undergarment disclosed the shape of her lovely legs. In short, she looked marvelous! Our conversation over the glass-topped dinner table was equally fascinating. I learned that Miriam had been a dancer when Park met her. We chuckled as we discussed how long each of us mere males had been held off before our wives caught us. I could see why Park had been captivated by Miriam. With her long, beautifully sculpted dancer's legs, flashing dark eyes, there was still little to give away her Mediterranean heritage. She admitted that she still taught dancing when she had time and it showed in her curvaceous body. Full breasts were barely contained in a dress with a neckline that met only at her waist. Her upper works tapered to a small waistline, and then swelled once again to hips that had my mouth watering already, wanting desperately to be between those strong thighs. She obviously knew that her body was a symphony in motion and had dressed accordingly tonight, in a powder blue dress and skirt that was slit to mid-thigh, the view was breathtaking. I would normally have insisted that we take our after dinner wine into our living room, but I didn't want to give up the view I had of thighs that no longer were hidden thanks to the provocative slits. Our conversation was now much more open and flirtatious since the caterers had left. Park was telling Ting how much he had enjoyed their vacation in Jamaica with our friends Wendy and Bill. Ting teased Park by insinuating she had heard about their nights together until finally Park admitted that they were swingers in a small group. Miriam and I were following the conversation generally until that point, talking softly between us. I couldn't help but notice that the exposure of her legs was becoming increasingly more pronounced. She caught me looking and as though encouraged by her husband's admission, Miriam raised herself slightly and lifted her skirt higher on her thighs until I saw the top of her stockings. Her smile asked me if I approved. As my interest was becoming very obvious, judging from the swollen condition of my cock, my eyes (and the bulge at my thigh) must have given my thoughts away and l was treated to a view of the unobstructed juncture of her thighs. Bill had been right. Miriam was totally shaved. She sat across from me, her tongue barely caught between her teeth, smiling at me. We were both staring at each other through the glass table with unobstructed views and obvious interest. I barely heard what Ting said the first time, until she repeated it. "Park said he would like a tour of the house, if you'll excuse us." I could barely nod. Looking only at Miriam, I felt my throat go dry as though this had never happened to me before. I was barely conscious of Park standing and moving over to stand beside Ting. She took his hand, stood up, put it around her waist, and led him out of the dining room. I noticed he too had a prominent bulge at the thigh of his trousers. "Do I get a tour too?" Miriam asked as I stood up and walked around the table to stand next to her. I was almost embarrassed at the tenting of my trousers and how she was obviously staring at it. She took my hand and stood up, as though answering her own question. She looked into my eyes, moistened her lips and tilted her head up as though expecting a kiss. I certainly wasn't going to miss that opportunity. My lips met hers, opening as I felt the tip of her tongue against them. Her tongue was as hot as my fevered brow. Our tongues dueled for supremacy until I felt her hand moving slowly over my still engorged cock. I couldn't resist. I answered her prompting with my right hand, covering her full breast, then sliding into the neckline of her dress and over that warm tit. Her nipple was hard and hardened even more as her hand gripped me harder. "Let's go see the bedroom," she said softly. I looked around, but there was no sign of Park or Ting. I wondered about them as I led her back through the long hallway to the master bedroom. That's where I found Park and Ting. She was on top of Park, sitting bolt upright on his swollen cock, one hand into her top, squeezing her breast as she rose and fell on Park's endowment. She saw us at once, but only groaned as Park's thumb stroked her clit, already covered with their juices. "Oh, honey," she gasped, "he's fucking me and it feels so good!" That was pretty obvious. Ting's bare legs were straddling her lover, with her top spread wide so either of them could get to her breasts. Both stood high and proud, nipples reddened by what must have been hard sucking. The bottom of her costume was on the floor, along with Park's dark suit, white shirt, oxfords, and necktie. As I watched, spellbound, my wife leaned forward and kissed Park as both his hands clutched her breasts tightly and pulled them as though milking her. "Fuck her, Park," I heard Miriam say, "Remember what Wendy told you. She likes a long hard dick pumping her pussy." Park only nodded at first, but as he recovered his rhythm of matching Ting's posting motions on his cock, he smiled and said, "and she's got just the pussy to pump. Have you fucked Earl yet?" "Not yet, he's a little slow, but I think he's ready." And, boy, was I! The sight of Ting's beautiful body being stroked, fondled, sucked and treated the way I would hope every man treats his wife was enough to have me almost cumming in my pants. It didn't help that I felt more than saw Miriam drop to her knees in front of me and pull my zipper down. My attention was divided instantly. The sight of Ting being superbly fucked and the sensation of that cool little hand of Miriam's trying to pull my now rock hard boner out of my drawers was almost too much! What definitely got my attention though was the feeling of Miriam's hot lips encircling my cock head, then sliding forward until her nose was buried in my fly. The sensory overload was just too much and I blasted my load into her mouth in a series of hot, hard jets to match those I could see Ting was absorbing at the same time. I couldn't stop a groan from expressing the pleasures I was seeing as well as feeling. Miriam had gulped down my load as though she did it every day (and I hope she did). Busily cleaning any remnants off my slowly deflating cock, she had both hands busy unbuckling my belt and undoing the button that held the waistband together. She was finished even before my last shot had settled in her stomach. "I like to get the first one out of the way before we get serious," she told me, standing up and then kissing me with those soft lips and hot tongue which gave me the taste of my own cum. Her fingers were unbuttoning my shirt as I ripped my tie off and kicked away my shoes. She pulled the waistband of my shorts down to my knees and I was able to step out of them as they hit the floor. Now it was my turn. She stood silently, with only a mocking smile on her face as I unbuttoned the back of her dress. She shrugged her shoulders and let it slide to the floor, leaving me a vision of her full breasts with rosy, hard pointed nipples and only thigh high hosiery. I took both those lovely tits in my hands and squeezed them just hard enough to make her nipples swell before I took the left one in my mouth and began sucking it. My own left hand was still curled around the other delight, covering a nipple that I could feel swelling as she pulled my head closer to the one in my mouth. I pressed her backward until the side of the bed caught her behind her knees. I let her body slide until she was on the bed from her gorgeous rear end to her head, perpendicular to Ting and Park who were still enjoying the sexual delights each was giving the other. I knew I couldn't resist eating this lovely woman's cunt. The pink lips were slightly reddened, puffy with desire and barely open, giving me just the slightest hint of the fragrant juices that lay in that temple of love. She saw my intent and smiled as I went down on my knees, spreading her thighs. She helped me by using one hand to spread the swollen lips while squeezing her breast with the other. I heard her gasp as my mouth closed over that beautiful cunt. My tongue slid deep inside her while she used the hand that had held herself open for my appreciation to pull my head tightly to that lovely trough. Her juices were barely started before I felt her legs cross behind my head. The sensual feeling of her nylon clad thighs was almost more than I could take and I felt my cock rising fast, already forgetting the load it had left in her belly just moments before. "Oh, yes, eat me," she gasped. She wriggled slightly higher on the wide axis of the bed and pulled a discarded pillow beneath her head so she could watch and direct my efforts. With the first touch of my tongue on her clit, she bucked hard against my face, driving my tongue harder against her joy button. Her hips bucked again and again as I traced the origins of her juices, first down one side, then the other, then stretching my tongue to go to its maximum length in that velvet closet. "Oh, damn, that feels so good," she groaned, rolling her hips from side to side as though directing where she wanted it next, but never relinquishing any of the length inside her. "I knew as soon as I saw you the first time that I wanted your tongue in my pussy, and that you'd be the one to satisfy me where no other could reach. Park told me he wanted to see you fuck me and how badly he wanted to get his dick into Ting. Don't they make a lovely pair?" I was only able to look up momentarily from my repast before Miriam pulled my head back into what was becoming a delicious source of her juices. It was just long enough to see Park on his knees behind my wife, driving his thick, long shaft again and again into my darling's cum-leaking cunt. Ting was panting with her own efforts as she met each of his thrusts with her own, driving him deep inside her with each effort. Her breasts moved in short jerks, their motion halted as his crotch met her ass. Despite their smaller size, they hung sufficiently that he had caught them and was using them like reigns on a high-spirited mare. Miriam must have been watching her husband's balls bouncing off Ting's swollen pussy lips and hanging so low that they caught her clit. The almost explosive sound of his cumming into Ting's receptive cunt sent Miriam into the frantic jerking motion of her first orgasm of the night, almost drowning me in the sweet slippery juices I had been so anxious to taste. I couldn't hold her as her orgasm continued until finally, after what was a lengthy flushing of her organs into my mouth, she began to slow her frantic hip motions that had already bruised my lips. "That was delightful," she crooned, "but there's one thing I've wanted almost as much and this is the perfect time for me to get it." Using her elbows for leverage, Miriam put her head between Parks widely spread knees. I knew that the vision of loveliness above her was what she must have wanted as much as I. Even as I watched, I saw her arms lift, thrusting her breasts upward, then curling around Ting's thighs, urging her down to meet Miriam's mouth. Ting's next thrust back against Park's cock, shining with her juices was just what Miriam needed to get her wish. Miriam's tongue traced it's way over the exposed portion of Park's cock as he pulled back for the next stroke into my wife, then curled over Ting's equally swollen pussy lips. I saw Ting lower her hips just enough to accept Miriam's offering, watching as her tongue dipped between the velvet lining of my wife's pussy. I almost didn't hear Park's whispered "Fuck her," as he gestured toward his wife's lower body. I certainly didn't intend to miss that opportunity though and lifted Miriam's legs over my elbows as I pressed my dick head into that hot, needy, and very juicy pussy. Miriam was all that I had expected. Even as Park rose from his kneeling position behind my wife, Miriam scooted higher for better access to Ting's golden sleeve. Ting's hips lowered slightly more and I saw Miriam's tongue penetrate her. Park was now crawling higher on the bed. In moments he was lifting Ting's upper body and sliding beneath her head, obviously intent on feeding his cum-covered cock into her mouth. Ting didn't delay. I heard her moan of pleasure as her lips encircled Park's cock head that appeared to swell even as he pulled her head down tighter. I doubt that she could see it, but I heard Miriam mumble into my wife's cunt, "That's it, suck his dick. Get him good and hard again so he can fuck me just like your husband is doing." I felt Miriam's body shaking as her second orgasm of the evening coincided with Ting's, leaving both in that shuddering, jerking series of involuntary movements that characterized a fully satisfied woman. That was too much for me. I felt the boiling river of cum shooting up my cock until it was filling Miriam's tunnel of love. "Now that was truly what I wanted to find out," Miriam said. Both her hands were twisted in my wife's hair as she pulled her even deeper into Miriam's cum-filled cunt. "Somehow I knew that both of you would be good at eating pussy, and I love watching another woman eat my cunt." Her comment ended in a series of grunts and thrusts of her hips upward as Ting brought her to orgasm once again. I thought she might be finished, but instead she caught Ting's head between her firm thighs and rolled over until she was sitting on Ting's semen-covered face. Ting didn't appear to object at all, taking a moment to shift Miriam's body only slightly before pulling her hips down hard and closing her mouth over Miriam's outer lips. Her throat muscles showed how she was straining to get her tongue even deeper into that hot pussy. Park and I had been watching this beautiful meeting of our wives for almost a half hour now. Our cocks were beginning to swell with our need to give our wives another form of sexual pleasure, but we knew better than to interrupt this first sexual encounter between our ladies. Still, even they couldn't last much longer and only another half-hour elapsed before both were lying on their backs, breathing hard, and obviously tired. Ting Ch. 04 "Much as I hate to break up such a lovely event," Park said to me as he got off the bed and began pulling his trousers up, "we've got to think about getting home. I promised my father that we would be home when they came over to celebrate our anniversary, and that's only a couple of hours from now." "Oh, that's great!" I managed to get out even though my eyes were filled with the sight of Miriam getting slowly off the bed, still leaking the saliva and cum that had filled her sweet pussy most of this afternoon. "Congratulations, we weren't even aware. How many years now?" "Twelve," Miriam said, bending over to pick her dress off the floor where our frantic movements had eventually left it. It left those lovely tits of hers swaying until she stood once more. I felt my tongue thickening at the memory of how sweet they had been in my mouth. "Twelve short years with this Oriental devil – damn how I loved the way he fucked me that first time." She smiled as her husband tugged her dress down for her, then hugged her. "That's a story for the next time we're together," Park told us with a smile. "And I certainly hope it will be soon," he said as he knelt on the bed to kiss my still reclining wife as I pulled Miriam into my arms and gave her a deep french kiss while my hands roved over those delightful tits. "Yes, soon!" she said softly. I pulled Ting into my arms and kissed her soundly, once again expressing my love for her and appreciation for joining me in an adventure that I had seriously doubted would happen just a little more than a year ago. It had taken most of the remainder of the evening and well into the night evening to restore a sense of normalcy back into our home after the evening's revelries. Now, in bed with my honey, I knew she too was thinking about how this lifestyle was changing our lives. "Did you enjoy Park and Miriam as much as I did?" I asked her softly, stroking her soft, fragrant, obsidian-colored hair. "Yes," she said softly. I could sense her smile. "I was a little concerned about Park at first, I thought Bill and Wendy might have been exaggerating, but they obviously weren't. I was a little surprised at Miriam. I would never have guessed that she likes to eat pussy as much as I do, but she certainly can turn me on. Is she a good fuck?" "She's a great fuck," I told her honestly. "Almost as good as you." I added hastily. "And watching the two of you eating each other out was really fantastic. How was Park?" "He scratches all the right itches," Ting said slowly. "He's as long as you are, and as thick as Bill and Art." I knew she was being kind. I had seen Park's cock as it found its way into Ting's pussy and mouth. He was a good eight plus inches, with the head of his dick the size of a plum. Ting had barely been able to get her lips around it and hadn't been able to deep throat him as she had her other lovers. Still, watching my lovely wife take something like that all the way into her hot cunt or warm mouth and seeing it pump thick loads of cum into her was something that never ceased to turn me on. "Any regrets?" I asked as I felt my cock swelling at just the thought of those hard dicks in her. I knew that the night was going to be even longer. "None," she said softly, her hand sliding up my thigh. "I didn't know if I could do this when we started, but now, I can't resist. I love being fucked and what it does to our own sex life." Her hand had found my cock, which wasn't difficult, since it had been swollen ever since I had kissed her. Now, feeling her give it a gentle squeeze, I rolled her onto her back. Lifting her nearest leg and puling it high on my hip, I found her lips spreading as the head of my cock fitted itself between them. I heard her hum with pleasure as I slowly slid into that delightful home as my mouth closed over her right nipple. It's a surprise for all concerned when we meet Park's parents and find out how easily 30 goes into sixty. Look for Ting 5. Ting Ch. 05 Park and Miriam Soong and Win Jin and Min "How did you find out?" I asked Park. We were sitting in the office above his convenience store as he explained how he had just learned that his parents were swingers. He laughed. "I caught him fucking Miriam's tits. What was even more surprising was my mother was right in the middle of that, sharing dad's cock each time it missed Miriam's mouth." "Wow!" I exclaimed. "Wow is right!" Park nodded. "I knew that mom and dad had a very active sex life back home. My sisters had told me when they came over with my parents last time that my mother was screwing some big shot businessman and my dad was doing his wife, but I couldn't believe that. My folks are very much into Korean culture and they wouldn't have even dreamed of doing that when I was a kid. It wouldn't have even been mentioned." "So, what do you think caused them to do it?" "Well, this is something that I'll tell you that I wouldn't want you to mention around my folks, but mom started making money after the war by dancing in the bars over there with the GI's. She liked the money and apparently the hard dicks. Most of the guys she knew in those days weren't built like I am. She couldn't find a Korean boyfriend who was as endowed as what she had become used to until she met my dad. I'm lucky, I inherited his genes and his cock too, according to mom." "You mean……?" "Yep, I fucked her too," Park grinned, obviously pleased with the way his new found confidence had worked out. "She wasn't as good as Miriam, but she sure enjoyed herself and I did too." "So, I guess the cat's out of the bag now, right?" "It sure is. As soon as they realized I had seen them both working on Miriam and had no objections, we turned it into a frantic fucking session. Miriam loved dad's cock in her pussy, then she told me how mom started the whole thing." "How did that happen?" "Well, you know that Japanese hot tub we have, the one you always kidded me about because it was so small." I nodded. "Miriam has really come to love it, and had asked mom to bring out more hot water when it cooled off a bit. After Miriam had been soaking for a few minutes, she called out to mom to bring in the water. Mom went out on the patio and added the water, then told Miriam that it looked so good she wanted to soak too." "Miriam said mom undressed in front of her and got in. Now that was a real surprise to me, because mom had always been so modest when it came to taking off her clothes. As she got into the tub with Miriam, Miriam said she noticed that mom was hairless around her pussy. Of course she just had to ask if that was natural or whether she shaved it. She said mom just tittered a bit and told her that she had it waxed every month or so. Then she said dad liked it better that way. Mom asked Miriam if I was as insistent as dad about having the pussy pelt removed and Miriam assured her I was. That's when mom reached over under the water and felt Miriam's pussy. She laughed and said that it felt almost as smooth as her own." "You know Miriam. Any time someone touches her pussy, she wants to fuck. She told me that when mom didn't immediately move her hand that it made her hot just thinking about how I would fuck her as soon as I got home. Instead, it seemed to get mom hot too. She had been looking at Miriam's tits and saw how the nipples had become hard and asked if I liked playing with her big tits as much as dad liked sucking on mom's." "Miriam told her I was a real tit man and had to suck them every time I fucked her. Mom complimented her on the size and shape of them, then asked if they were very heavy. Miriam told her that they weren't a burden, and that she loved having them sucked. That's when the real action started. Mom just bent forward, lifted one out of the water and began sucking on it. It made Miriam wild, just like it usually does and the next thing she knew she was holding mom's head tightly to her tit and begging her to suck harder." "It probably would have ended right there if dad, curious about where they were, hadn't come out on the patio and saw that. Miriam was too far gone by that time to worry about any consequences. Dad took off his trousers and sat down on the edge of the platform, with his legs in the water and was watching the two of them go at it until he became hard. You know how Miriam likes to suck a cock, well, that was all it took. Within a couple of minutes she was deep throating dad with mom working on her tits." They finally got out when the water cooled off. But none of them wanted it to end that way, so they went into the bedroom. Dad fucked her while mom continued sucking her tits, then, when dad shot his load into her, mom went down on her and ate her pussy while Miriam sucked dad up again. It was just a bit later that I walked in on them. Dad was very embarrassed, but it didn't seem to phase mom at all. She just sat up on the edge of the bed, jacking dad very slowly and looking at me just like I would have her if she had caught me with my hand in our cookie jar. Miriam just smiled and told me that it looked like we had a new couple to play with. Then she told me that dad had fucked her and she would like to see me fuck my mom." "Let me tell you, I wasn't ready for that experience on such short notice, but standing beside the bed as I was, mom had the perfect opportunity. She took it. She reached out and stroked my cock through my pants, looking up at me and smiling. I was still in a state of shock when she unzipped my fly and reached in to take my cock in her hand. By that time, dad was sucking on Miriam's tits. He knew what would happen next, and it did. Mom took a long look at my cock, said it was as pretty as dad's, then started sucking me. That really set me off. Just watching dad sucking Miriam's tits and having mom inhaling my dick had me hard as a brick almost instantaneously. I pushed her back on the bed and the next thing I knew I was buried to the hilt in her pussy. She loved it, and so did I." "So, did your dad fuck Miriam again?" "He sure did, and knowing that I was screwing mom made him cum almost as fast as I did, even though he had emptied a load into Miriam only a few minutes before." "That must have created some interesting conversations for a while." "Yeah," Park nodded, "like the rest of last week. We had several long talks about it, and a lot of fun showing each other what we had missed in the past. I think it's the first time that we have leveled with each other about sex and what we do. What's even more interesting is that I found out that my sisters knew all along that dad was screwing other women while mom was getting some on the side. I had found what they told me when they were here last time a little hard to believe." Park shook his head in disbelief, "But now that mom and dad have told me themselves, I can not only believe it, but I'm really looking forward to my sisters coming over for the New Year's celebration." "Will your mother and father still be here?" "No, they have to leave tomorrow, but they're coming back for the New Year. I overheard them talking to my sisters on their cell phone. I didn't understand all of it. I've been away from Korea for so long I've lost much of my knowledge of the language, but I could still understand enough that I knew they were telling my sisters what they had done here. After they got off the phone, they told me that now that the whole family knows, there isn't any reason why we shouldn't introduce them to our friends. I think dad's fallen in love with big tits." Over the weeks leading up to the New Year's party, I had found it necessary to call in a few ‘favors' in order to supply enough men to make sure that all the ladies involved would have a partner for our first real orgy. That wasn't too difficult. Bill told me he would be there and Art said he couldn't miss the chance to fuck Ting again. Tommy had said he had to check with Lauren. She gave her approval after insisting that the next party would be at her house with all the guys attending. Once I had told her I'd love to be there, she said Tommy could join us. I wasn't too sure how Ting would take to this. It was the first time we had gotten together with our friends in such a large group. Adding Park's father, Soong, his mother, Win, and the twin daughters Jin and Min, was a new wrinkle. I needn't have worried. Ting had become almost as entranced as I was by our new lifestyle. The idea of a party with her favorite male partners had her looking forward to that day as well as the night. When I suggested we should invite Park's family, she nodded and smiled. She had heartily enjoyed Park's oversized cock. When I told her that Park had assured me his father was as well built as Park himself, her smile became broader. She assured me that she would love to ‘entertain' Park's family too, including the twin daughters, Jin and Min. That's how, a week later, I found myself tightly plugged into the giggling Jin. Looking around the scattered bodies in our living room, I could see Ting beneath Park's father, Soong. Win was jerking and gasping as Art's cock plunged even deeper into her hot pussy. Bill was standing in front of Miriam, seated on the couch, pumping his dick into her mouth, his back arched with pleasure. I could hear Min's laugh from the bedroom and could guess Tommy was enjoying himself. Park, sitting on the couch with his wife, was watching her putting the finishing touches on Bill's cock, swallowing a load of cum that threatened at any moment to overflow onto her tits. Then, it was like Bill's groan of pure pleasure announced a time out. It was almost too much. If the guys had not been as capable as they were, some of the ladies might not have enjoyed the party as much as it appeared they were. Fortunately, Soong, Win, Jin and Min were almost as fluent in English as their son, Park which made things much easier for us all. But it wasn't the family's language skills that had made the party a success from our point of view. Win, Jin and Min all liked going both ways and it hadn't been unusual to see them adding their own home grown brand of girl/girl relationships to Miriam, Ting, and each other. A shortage of beds limited our ability to make everyone a cozy love nest, but we made up for it with mounds of blankets to cushion the rugs in the guest bedrooms. It even made it easier to fuck, since there were no springs to throw off one's timing. That may have been why, after a few more drinks and a short cooling off period, I found myself on one such pallet, balls deep in Win's hot box as Miriam crouched over her face, feeding a load of cum into her widely opened mouth. Miriam, in turn was inhaling a good seven inches of Bill's cock as Win's tongue searched Miriam's cunt for more of the hot seed that had already been deposited there. It was a real delight to be hanging on to Miriam's bouncing boobs as I fucked Win. Win had her own hands tightly clamped over the bottom half of Miriam's breasts as though fascinated by their size. I was having a tough time holding back the load of cum that I wanted to fill Win with. Her cunt was amazingly tight and obviously well tuned for drawing cum from her partner's balls. I could feel the hot musculature gripping my dick as though trying to draw it in even deeper. Although not even close to the size of Miriam's, Win's breasts were a beautiful handful exposed each time that Miriam's hips shuttled forward over Win's mouth, grinding her cunt over that welcoming orifice. I released Miriam's tits just for a moment, and just in time, because both Win and Bill wanted them at the same time as Bill released a heavy jolt of hot cum into Miriam's mouth. It was so filling that part of it leaked from Miriam's mouth and overflowed onto her breasts despite her rapid swallowing. The sensations that had Miriam's nipples hard as rocks and must have triggered Win's orgasm as she too suddenly lunged upward with her hips, trying to drive my dick into her pussy even deeper. I was barely able to hang on as Win's jerking, shuddering form went through three distinct short but powerful events that had her suddenly pushing Miriam off her as her legs curled around my body for her own pleasure. Miriam fell forward, her fall cushioned by Bill's thighs, without relinquishing her oral grip on his cock. I think she was still sucking Bill, but couldn't tell as Win had pulled me down to kiss her cum drenched face. Her hips still bucked beneath me even as our tongues fought a loving duel flavored by the still warm cum that remained in her mouth. I knew one way to break her grip though. Sliding down her perspiration and cum slicked body, I began spreading her legs wider and lifting them as my upper body neared her crotch. Although still shuddering from the delights she had just found, she recognized my intent and pulled her legs high, giving me access to that beautiful, silky smooth set of pussy lips. She tasted great, having been filled with cum at least twice today and having absorbed quite a bit of my own pre-cum. It wasn't a problem eating her, she wanted it as much as I and began pulling hard at the back of my head, trying to get my tongue deeper into that sweet cavern. Her legs curled behind my back and I knew that I would be welcome for the long haul. Just as I was getting settled and ready to spend the next hour or so gorging myself on Win's sweet pussy, I felt hands pulling my lower body. Win seemed to know what was happening, even though I didn't – my eyes were closed as I enjoyed her. Win rolled with me and soon was sitting on my face, with both hands tangled in my hair as she fed that hot cunt to me. I, in turn, felt warm lips slide over my slimy cock head and down until I felt someone's nose in my pubic pelt. I didn't care who it was, it was just a welcome addition to my own pleasure in Win's juicy core. Whoever was sucking my dick certainly knew their way around a cock. I felt warm hands cupping my balls and just the slightest grating of teeth over my dick head. I knew I couldn't take much more of that, especially chin deep in Win's hot pussy. Win was using her tight twat to bath my face, riding back and forth while my tongue searched it for the last vestiges of the multiple loads of cum that had filled her since the party started. I was trying hard to control the urge to let those sweet lips around my cock milk me dry, hoping to have some cum left to fuck the daylights out of whoever was suctioning my shaft, but it was a lost cause. I felt my balls tighten, then, with a jolt of pleasure, sent my first wad into that hot mouth. There wasn't a great deal of juice left in my pecker after the day's fun, but every drop was pulled from me just as Win began jerking and riding my face harder. Both her hands were in my hair pulling me tighter to the junction of her cunt lips as she gasped out her orgasm with instructions to ‘eat me, eat me, more'! Obviously I did my best and found she had much more to give than I. When I was finally able to breathe again, I gave Win's pussy a final kiss and felt cool air wafting over my cum-glazed face as she slowly rose with a groan of pleasure. She was clear and turning around to kiss me when I was finally able to look down and see who had pulled the plug on my balls and inhaled what little cum I had left. A grinning Min (at least I think it was her, since both she and her sister are so hard to tell apart) was wiping her mouth as she squeezed my cock to get the last drops of cum. "Do you like the way Min sucks, Earl"? Win asked as she went into that fascinating squatting position Asians seem able to stay in for hours at a time. If you've never seen a naked Asian lady in that position, I can tell you the view is almost as good as the one you get when they spread their cunt lips over your nose and begin riding you like their favorite pony. Now, I could see both Min and her mother almost side by side. I couldn't resist kissing both although Min spent almost as much time licking her mother's juices off my face as she did wrestling my tongue in her mouth. Win giggled as she watched. "My lover thinks she is even better than I," Win answered the question for me, although I had no basis for comparison at the moment. Min only tittered and looked down as though embarrassed by the praise. "He says her tongue is longer." I couldn't say for sure until I kissed Win once more and felt her tongue literally caressing my tonsils. "No, I don't think her tongue is longer, but as far as telling someone that she sucks a cock better than you, I would have to have another hour or so with you to say yes or no." I held my hand up as Win started to kneel and move forward before adding "But not now, please. You ladies have pulled my fangs far a little while at least." "Whose fangs have been pulled?" I heard from a voice in the doorway. Looking up, I saw Art standing there totally naked, his cock shining from the juices of some lucky female in the living room, but rigid as a steel bar. "Ah, number one fucker," Win laughed, mimicking an oriental comment. She tugged at Min's arm and whispered something to her that caused Min to smile and gesture to Art to come sit by her. Art was all for that. Win had given him a terrific fuck and he knew that her daughter would no doubt be capable of the same thing. Min must have thought so too, because as soon as Art was seated beside her, she pushed against his chest and, as that hard body came to rest on the pallet, she squatted over him. Taking his rigid dick in hand, she directed it to the opening of her very juicy pussy and slowly lowered herself down its length, sighing with pleasure as it went deeper and deeper. "No wonder you said these two had pulled your fangs," Art moaned as he took Min's breasts in his hands and pulled her down completely on his chest. "The ladies in this group have some of the hottest pussies I've ever had the pleasure of fucking, and I must say Min here is just like her mother!" It was obvious I was no longer needed here. I got slowly to my feet, recognizing that I was getting older, but not so much so that I didn't want to go see how or who Ting was doing. I needn't have been concerned. In our master bedroom, I saw ting on her knees, feeding her cum filled pussy to Jin as Jin's father as he pressed his cock into my wife's ass. It was causing Ting to orgasm in a long, shuddering celebration of lust. Unable to resist the opportunity, I walked around the bed, stood in front of my wife and fed my cock into her open mouth. At first I don't think Ting knew it was I. Not that it would have made any difference. Her eyes were closed in the throes of her delight and having one more orifice filled just increased her happiness. Let's face it. Happiness is having a family and friends that share! That's it for this trip. If you want to hear more about Ting's adventures, let me know. I'm open for suggestions, but plan on having Ting learn how other men are attracted to her as well as our friends. Remember, happiness is having a "loving" family, and friends who share. Ting Ch. 06 "Honey, are you still awake?" I barely heard my wife's question. I was very near that place where voices no longer register. What hadn't changed though was my lip lock around one lovely breast. Lying on my side, with the pillow bunched beneath my head, it was the perfect height for my adoration. It still showed the signs of other men's admiration in reddened blotches on that golden skin, but it was all mine, never to be denied me as long as I was married to this wonderful lady. I released the stiff nipple long enough to acknowledge I was still among the living before going back to suckling that sweet, tender flesh. I knew I wouldn't be getting any sleep for at least a while yet, and I didn't intend to waste any of that time while awake - not with this lovely tit in my mouth. Ting's hand behind my head, drawing me closer, assured me that it was not a wasted effort. "We haven't talked much about what we're doing with our friends now, and I don't want to lose touch with you about your feelings. Are you enjoying yourself as much as you thought you would"? The question brought me to a state of concern. This was a serious matter. When we first entered this lifestyle, both of us had realized how important open and honest communication was. I had been the one who had prompted Ting to have sex with other men, and she had permitted me the same liberty. Both of us realized the potential dangers of such actions relative to our own marriage and had sworn to each other that we would discuss any concerns when it happened. Was Ting having second thoughts? I straightened my legs, pushing myself higher in the bed until I was at my lovely wife's eye level and wondered once more at the beauty of her eyes. "Even more than I had guessed," I said slowly. I slipped my arm beneath her head and held her close. "I never dreamed that seeing other men fucking you, giving you the pleasure I know you feel, would be so arousing to me." I kissed her soft, warm lips in a way that was entirely different than the way I kissed her when our passions were ignited. She returned it in the same way. "I am so glad," she said softly. "I doubted, when we started this, that it was a good idea and I've been looking for any signs that we're on rocky ground. It hasn't come," she nodded, "and I am so happy, but where are we going from here? We've done all our friends to the point we know exactly what they will do in a given situation, so, where to now?" "I like to think that when and if sex becomes too predictable with others, that both of us will be willing to go outside the circle of our friends and find some more playmates. Let's face it, it's as much the thrill of the hunt, and finding a new experience as it is the novelty of doing it with someone else." "I was hoping you would see it that way," Ting said softly, closing her eyes and pulling herself closer to me. I could feel the nipples of her breasts boring holes in my chest, and I loved it just as I loved sliding my cock into her pussy when it was full of the fresh, hot seed of the last man who fucked her. "Win and I were talking about it when they were here. She told me that although she gave up fucking GI's when she married her husband, it wasn't more than a few years before sex became just a routine and she missed the excitement of fucking someone new. Soong must be a very sensitive man because he noticed the change in their relationship and they discussed it. Of course he already knew that she had been a hostess in the clubs and she had admitted that she had fucked the guys for money, so they realized that it was the novelty that was missing, not their love for each other. Park was their first-born, they had their daughters. Win wanted no more children, so it was easy for her to have her tubes tied after they were delivered. That left it open for Win to enjoy sex without concern for becoming pregnant. Soong had become very influential in both his village and in local business and knew he couldn't afford to have gossip caused by him impregnating another woman, so he got himself clipped, just as you did." "Yes, they make a lovely family. I felt a little strange fucking Win while one of her daughters was feeding me her pussy, but it certainly was a pleasant experience." "Obviously," Ting chuckled. "You did it often enough, and they seemed to think it was worthwhile too." "I'm always out to satisfy," I said smugly. "And speaking of satisfaction, I notice Park has been back almost as often as Art. They appreciate your talents as much as I do. Speaking of which....." My fingers had found their way to that mound of delight between Ting's thighs, and it was moist although I knew I had eaten it until nothing was left earlier." "M-m-m, Yes, keep doing that." Ting murmured as her hips thrust toward my exploring hand. "I've been thinking of maybe trying something new." "Oh? Something.... Or someone?" "More someone I guess." I could almost see her smile in the darkness, but I didn't need to see the effect her thoughts were having, I could feel it. She was obviously ready, and I rolled her over on her back, letting my cock find it's way to her now seeping pussy. She was cumming hard in just a few minutes. Our experiences had made Ting extremely orgasmic and just a few strokes at a time when she was aroused, as she was now, was adequate to send her up to the peak of pleasure. An hour of slowly lapping at that velvet core, driving my tongue deep into her warm wetness was enough to send her to the heights again. "So, tell me, who is it going to be?" I asked, rolling from between her thighs and coming back up to eye level with her. "How about the postman?" she asked. "Fine with me, honey. You know I'll never object to you having fun with another man, especially if I get to watch. Has he given you any indications of being ready to play?" "Not specifically, no. But this morning I was going to get the paper off the stoop and he was coming up the sidewalk to the house with a handful of mail for us. I wasn't exactly dressed to be at the door" As I thought about that, I remembered. She had only a filmy negligee on, with nothing underneath to block the view. I felt myself getting hard as I realized the sight she must have presented to any man to any man, let alone one who was even slightly horny. She continued. "It would have been impolite to slam the door in his face, don't you agree?" By now I had the bedside lamp turned on. I wanted to see her reaction to her own tale. "Certainly," I managed to choke out. My hand, on her breast was feeling the tightness of her nipple as she described how the postman had handed her the mail and stood there as entranced as any man would be at the view he had of my wife's lovely body through that diaphanous material. I felt her hand working its way down my belly and then on to my still wet cock. She knew only too well what an effect this was having on me. The only sights more pleasant to me than seeing another man ogling my wife, was to watch her suck his dick and swallowing his cum or fucking her until she reached orgasm with his cock filling her to the maximum. The thought intrigued me. Since only Art and Candy's home was the last house on the mailman's route, I didn't expect to have them complain about late delivery when Ting told Candy of her latest venture. "When are you planning to fuck him?" "Tomorrow seems about right," she replied before glancing at the clock and seeing it was already 'tomorrow'. "Okay, I'll stay out of the way in my office until it gets interesting, then I'll join you in the bedroom." "Not too soon," she groaned as I used my now hard dick to spread the lips of that sweet pussy. "I want to let him cum at least once before you join us. He wouldn't be worth anything if he's a single shot." We were in total agreement before the chimed three times and both of us, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep. AN AFTERNOON DELIVERY - and delight! "What do you think about this?" Ting asked, pirouetting enough to spread the mid-thigh skirt she wore sufficiently to show she wore no panties beneath it. It was topped with a blouse that would have been described as modest if it were worn under artificial light, but I knew that the afternoon sun beaming in through our open door would give the postman (whose name I learned, was Mel) a view of two tawny areolas. "It makes you look good enough to eat," "That's what I was hoping for," she laughed, "and maybe a little more on the side if he's hung as well as he appears to be." "So you've been scoping him out. You're turning into a shameless hussy." I joked. "You should know, you're the one who's been so busy making sure I did," she said with a smile, coming toward me. I held out my arms and she fitted neatly between them, pressing those luscious breasts into my chest as I enfolded her and gave her a rewarding kiss. "Are you still sure about this?" It was the same question that I knew formed in Ting's mind every time she had sex with another man. Her eyes were searching mine for any hint that my views had changed. Admittedly, Ting like the other ladies in our group, were not naturally promiscuous; but they wanted to please their husbands and were willing to do what they believed would keep us happy, even to the point of risking their reputations and marriages if they participated in the pleasures sex with others offered. I solved that with another more passionate kiss, while gently fondling her swollen breasts. "Absolutely," I told her. "Even more so now than when we started. I can't begin to tell you how much I love making love to you now. It's been a sweet ride so far, and I don't see any reason to change it, do you?" "Not if it's what you want, darling," she sighed. "It has been fun, and it just keeps getting better. I have to admit that I've learned a lot from this experience and it still gives me goose bumps to watch you making it with another woman, knowing that you're going to fuck me as soon as you finish with her - or them," she giggled. "Now, turn me loose and let me finish getting ready for Mel." "How about taking a break for a cup of coffee?" I heard my wife ask the postman. "You've only got one more house to complete your route and you'll be going back to that dingy old post office." "Gladly," I heard him reply. "There's not more mail to distribute, and I can't think of anything more delightful than sharing a cup of coffee with you." I knew that she would be leading him over to the couch and pouring a cup of refreshment for him. What a view he would have as she bent over to fill the cup. The blouse she wore, in addition to being so thin, also had that scoop neckline that offered an even more tantalizing view of her tits right down to the nipple. If he wasn't hard from just seeing her tits at the doorway, he certainly would be by the time Ting finished serving him. I got hard myself as I thought of the possible ways Ting would tantalize him further. The soft murmur of their voices and my attention faded as I continued working in my office, so I wasn't even aware that they had stopped until I heard footfalls in the hallway. I made sure that I remained noiseless as I heard their voices resume in our bedroom. That lasted for at least a half-hour before I heard the rhythmic squeaking of the headboard on our bed. I let it continue for period long enough to insure that Mel had put at least one full load of cum in my darling's pussy, then I moved slowly to the door of the bedroom. Neither Ting nor Mel could see me, since my view was limited to the area just over their waists, but it gave me the perfect view of Mel's bare rear end pumping up and down. Ting was gasping out encouragement, her nails buried in the plumpness of Mel's buttocks and her legs pulled up high around his waist, as she matched each of his thrusts with her own. A pillow had been pulled down from the head of the bed and put beneath her hips to further Mel's efforts to drive his cock deeper into my wife. He was certainly succeeding in that! I watched with pleasure as his cock, glistening with their juices, retreated until only the head could possibly remain inside her cunt, then press slowly into her until its full length was again buried in her swollen pussy. It was too much for me to bear. Slowly and as soundlessly as possible, I took off my clothing and moved silently toward the bed, preceded by my own throbbing cock. Ting didn't see me. Her eyes were tightly closed and the shudders of her body beneath Mel told me that she was enjoying at least one orgasm as Mel pressed his full length into her pussy and held it there while Ting gasped at the pleasure she was receiving. I could probably have fired a cannon without interrupting what Mel was doing at that moment. I watched as he shot one load after another of hot cum into Ting's clenching pussy. Although nothing seemed to bother them, Mel still looked up with a startled expression when he felt my weight on the bed. "No, no, keep on fucking her," I assured him as he started to pull out of Ting although she held him tightly to her body. "I just want to join you." Mel didn't appear to be too certain of what he had just heard, but I noticed that he no longer was trying to get out of Ting's enfolding arms and legs. To demonstrate I meant what I said I pulled myself up perpendicular to their bodies and began fondling Ting's breast closest to me. As soon as I was sure her nipple was as high and hard as it could get, I lowered my mouth to that sweet flesh and inhaled as much of it as I could get in my mouth. Ting sighed with pleasure and used one arm to pull me closer as her lover began slowly to recover his savoir-faire. Within short minutes he was able to resume pumping slowly into her as Ting encouraged us with soft whispers of "more, more." I was somewhat amazed at Mel's ability to continue fucking her with what I saw was a fully engorged cock, despite the fact that he had just filled my wife's pussy with a now overflowing flood of hot cum. Thank goodness that he too, as were most of our friends, capable of short recovery and the ability to give the lady of his choice continued pleasure. Still, even the best of males can't continue forever. So, it was I who had to bring Ting to her knees and enter her from behind as she sucked diligently on Mel's still semi-rigid member. I don't think the best of the poets could ever adequately describe the sensation of sliding one's cock deep into the seething cauldron of an aroused woman's pussy, especially one that already had enough cum in it to be constantly leaking semen as the hydraulic pressure of a cock pushed most of the plug deeper into her. As I leaned over her back, caressing her lovely breasts, I saw that Ting had succeeded in bringing Mel's staff back to life and he was now using his hands behind her head to pump that swollen member back and forth. I released one breast long enough to slowly stroke her clit which by now stood like a lone soldier, stiffly at attention. It was then that the pleasure overtook me and I joined my wife and Mel in the joy of a mutual orgasm that left the three of us spread akimbo on the bed, gasping for breath. "I think I'd better go," Mel said finally after a short recovery. His cock now hung down, drooping from its exertions. Neither of us commented on that as he started from the room, until Ting called out, "Come back soon," followed by his assurances that he would. We looked at each other and smiled. There was no doubt about that! "So, did it go as easily as you planned?" Ting giggled, "Almost exactly. He came inside, I poured a cup of coffee for him while we were at the dining room table, then sat down opposite him. You know how you're always telling me that the overhead light is too bright. Well, he didn't think so. He couldn't keep his eyes off my breasts, at least not until I slid down in my chair, letting my skirt ride up. You could have knocked his eyes off with a stick when he saw I wasn't wearing panties." "Oh, that poor guy," I laughed. "All the goodies right there, on display, and he assumed he couldn't touch." "He was really squirming, she continued, "so I told him we should go into the living room where it was more comfortable. Then I told him I would bring the coffeepot in to warm his up. He was all for that, although I could see he was disappointed about losing his view. So, I just smiled and got up motioning him toward the living room." "When I got there, he was sitting on the couch, with his cup on the coffee table. It was about half full, so I made sure I took my time filling it to the top. Naturally, bending over like that, he had a good look at my breasts. I looked up without straightening up and caught him with his eyes on them and asked him if he liked the view. I thought he was going to choke, but he admitted that they looked perfect. After taking the coffeepot back into the kitchen, I went back into the living room and sat down next to him, making sure that each time I leaned forward, he had a good view. Finally he couldn't take it any more. He reached out and palmed one watching me for a reaction. When I just smiled at him, he put his hand beneath my blouse and began squeezing it. I think he must have been waiting for me to object, but by that time, I was ready for him to fuck me, so I just smiled and lifted my blouse so he could suck them." "He's really cute, and very gentle. When he saw how hard my nipples were, he began sucking my left one, while he rolled the nipple of my right one between his fingers. You know how hot that makes me, so I just reached over and felt his cock. He's also pretty well built. Not all that long, but quite thick. He was sucking me hard by that time and then I felt his hand on my pussy. I wasn't sure he was ready yet until he got down on the floor in front of the couch and pulled my body around. I was quite wet by that time, and before I knew it, he had his head up beneath my skirt, licking my pussy. I encouraged him by pulling my skirt up around my waist and shifting forward on the couch so he could get his tongue deeper inside me. I was using both legs around his body and both hands on his head to pull him tighter. It felt so good that I came almost as soon as his tongue got inside me." "That really set him off. He unzipped his pants and took out this cock. It was already leaking, just like yours does when you're ready to fuck me. And he was just as ready. He began sucking on my tits again, then pushed his dick into me. Oh, that felt good! I let him shoot his first load inside me and then we went back to the bedroom. His cock had gone down a little, so I had to suck him up again. Just as he was going to shove it into me again, I told him that you were home and you would probably join us later. That shook him so badly that he lost his hard and I had to suck him again. It took a lot of talking to calm him down again. I could tell he was still pretty nervous, but he wanted more pussy and so I sucked him until he was hard and then had him come into me from behind." "By the time he had his dick in me again, I don't think anything would have disturbed him. He had both my tits in his hands and was fucking me hard. I couldn't stop cumming. It felt so good! Then, before he could shoot another load into me, I rolled over and made him get on top. That's where we were when you came in." "And a lovely sight it was too!" I admitted, kissing her. "I doubt if I'll ever get used to or tired of seeing another man fucking your sweet pussy, especially..." I slid down in the bed and put my head between Ting's thighs. Cum was leaking from the folds of her pussy down to her ass hole and onto the sheets. Mel had certainly given her a good load. The scent of her arousal was all it took. My tongue went over those velvet folds which were still gaping from the fucking she had received, then deep inside her. My wife groaned in pleasure and used both hands behind my head to pull me into that palace of pleasure. Ah, heaven is eating my wife's juices mixed with another man's cum! Ting Ch. 06 Later that evening, Ting told me that Mel was coming back for more. Ting Ch. 07 Five years later. "M-m-m," Carol moaned softy as I pressed my rigid cock deep into her hot pussy still filled with the load of cum I had deposited in her only a half hour or so before. There is no sensation like fucking a woman through a load of cum, regardless of whether it's your own or that of another man. Carol knew that too, having often commented on how wonderfully slippery it feels to have several inches of hard dick moving in and out of that warm haven of bliss without any of the problems of too much friction. Of course friction wasn't much of a problem, since Carol's cunt had been loosened by three of our male friends already this morning. Mel, our postman, was just finishing his salacious exploration of my wife's equally delightful box, slowly fucking her after having screwed her so hard when he first slid his cock into her earlier today. Now it was time to just relax and enjoy the intimacy we shared with our friends. He was several orgasms behind Ting who, while Carol had been busy entertaining some of our neighbors, took care of the others. But, as soon as his rounds had been completed, he had hurried over and was trying to catch up. It was pretty obvious from the slower pace of our rutting that this was going to be one of the all night affairs that had become so common since we had started in this lifestyle. That wasn't so terrible, because we knew that nothing other than more of the same was scheduled for the rest of the weekend. It was quite easy for each of us to catch glimpses of our mates when we made the occasional position change. Most important of all, and to the admiration of others that joined us at one time or another in this, our version of a sybaritic playpen, it was done in complete comfort. Six inches of firm foam rubber covered the floor from one side to the other and extended ten feet from the wall to the end in deference to the need to have some room for what others considered essential in what had started as a bedroom. We hadn't realized as we had remodeled the room to its current thirty by thirty-foot dimensions that it would work out just the way we would eventually want. With a walk in shower large enough for six, a commodious closet with drawers to hold whatever we might not want at the moment, it had truly become our playpen. Three hundred square feet of what could be used as a bed, but more commonly was occupied by bodies enjoying each other as we were now, was the perfect place to entertain like-minded friends. We had other, more conventional bedrooms, three of them in fact, but this room was used more frequently by those of us who shared our lifestyle. We had learned over the years that it was even more fun to share a view of each other's activities. Carol and I were intertwined in one of my favorite positions. With both of us lying on our backs, I pulled my partner's right leg over my hip and captured her left leg between my own. This allowed both of us the freedom to kiss and fondle each other without either being uncomfortable because of the weight difference. It also made deep penetration possible. "Do you remember the first time you fucked me?" Carol asked. "Certainly," I answered with a smile. "How could I forget? And do you remember how scared you were?" She laughed and nodded. "I couldn't believe how easily you got me into bed. I know I wasn't drunk, but just the sight of Mel kissing Ting had made me horny. I would have killed him if you hadn't told me it was okay with you. When you explained the idea of an open marriage, I thought you were nuts. But you made it sound very convincing, and I began to realize just how much Mel and I had let sex dwindle to the point it was just something we did once or twice a month and then without any real passion." "That's the same thing that most people tell us when we begin talking openly about swinging," I told her. "What we have found even more interesting is how many of the husbands admit to us that they would love to see their wife having sex with someone else. Or, from the ladies' viewpoint, how they have wondered what it would feel like to have a man, other than their husband, make love to them. Most married women, after several years of marriage, are literally starved for affection. And I don't mean the kisses we share with each other when we go to work or out on an errand, but real honest to goodness hugging, passionate kisses and everything that makes lovemaking so exciting." Carol shivered, although not from the cool air. It was a reaction Ting and I had seen and discussed many times as we realized what an untapped source of good sex was being missed by married couples who were reluctant to admit their own fantasies. Mel had been fucking Ting almost daily for a couple of weeks before he had enticed his wife to meet with us. He had told us before hand that he would love to have me screw her, but he "knew" she would never go for something like that and would kill him if she found out about his liaisons with my wife. We suggested that he tell her we were having a party with a few friends and wanted to invite them as well. It was to be an informal event, just grilling burgers and franks on the grill, and swimming as well if anyone was interested. I think it surprised Mel that his wife agreed to come. He had told us that she wasn't much of a mixer, but that she agreed it sounded like fun and had told him to get the details. Once that was set, all we had to do was talk to some of our neighbors, letting them know that this couple were "newbies" and that we shouldn't try to shock them to death immediately, but just be aware of their reaction and play it by ear. By this time everyone knew exactly what could happen in such circumstances and agreed to let the situation dictate what they would do. "When I saw you kissing Candy and all the other ladies at the party, I was wondering what was going on, but I just assumed that all of you were good friends and that you didn't mind the guys kissing your wife either. Then, as some of the guys got a little heavy on the drinks they were mixing for all of us, it got even more interesting." I laughed, remembering how Park had gotten totally blitzed and pulled Candy's top off while they were in the pool with a half dozen of the others. No one made a big issue of it, of course and several other ladies, seeing Candy topless, decided it was time for them to shed theirs also. Carol had been mortified, apparently, whispering animatedly to Mel. I could tell that she was telling him that they should leave, but Mel had only laughed. Feigning the effect of many more drinks than he had downed, instead he yanked on the knot holding Carol's top together and threw it into the pool. Carol had shrieked in horror and immediately dived into the pool to retrieve her modesty. That wasn't going to happen in that bunch of our neighbors though. Within seconds she had been caught in Art's embrace and had more strong hands yanking the bottom of her suit from her body, leaving her totally naked. Too embarrassed to reveal her nakedness, she had stayed in Art's embrace, begging him to retrieve her top and now her bottoms. I think Art might have considered it, but the feeling of Carol's firm 38C's against his chest was just too inviting. Instead, he had kissed her and passed her over to Park. Park had not only kissed her but began exploring the warmth of her thighs with his oversized cock. With the difference in height and Park's insistent maneuvering, Carol found herself perched on his cock, with his mouth suctioning one of her now swollen nipples. Whether it was the feeling of his dick slowly going deeper into her, or the excitement he had created by sucking on one tit while fondling the other, Carol began to melt. Mel had stood at the edge of the pool, grinning like a man insane, as he watched his wife's pussy being plundered by one of the largest cocks in the pool. Park knew instinctively though that the warm water would wash away the lubrication necessary to make his success complete and began moving her toward the edge of the pool. Carol had been surprised when the slight oriental man had lifted her up onto the lip with little effort. What she later admitted that she felt though had been the loss of that warm, thick cock filling several inches of her cunt and how disappointed she had been to lose it. She needn't have worried. Her husband was at the side of the pool with her and she had expected him to help her stand. Instead, she found her head being pushed into his crotch as Park, still in the pool, draped her legs over his shoulders and began lapping at her pussy. I had been the only one I know of who had been told by Mel that his wife was most vulnerable to oral sex, and now she was getting it, according to my wife, by a master of the art. It proved too much for Carol. All her puritanical concerns were gone by the time Mel pulled the crotch of his swimsuit aside and fed his own cock into her mouth as Park buried his face deeper into Carol's crotch. Holding her head tightly, Mel began fucking her mouth while Park used two fingers in Carol's pussy to open her wider and let his tongue explore both her pussy and her clit. She had no way of knowing it at the time, but all around her our neighbors had resorted to what they really loved about our parties most of all and were fucking each other as though they hadn't had sex in a year. Only when Carol had filled Park's mouth with her juices and was shaking in orgasmic bliss did she finish her husband. "You have to admit, I was the one who saved you though." I chuckled, daring her to remember how I had picked up her warm body and taken it into our bedroom at the time. Her vulva was swollen and red from Park's attentions, and irresistible to me. I knew, from what Mel had told me, that once Carol had been eaten to orgasm, she wanted only more of the thunderous events to roll over her. "Oh, yeah" she laughed, taking a playful swipe at the side of my head. "You 'saved' me alright, but it was a case of going from the frying pan into the fire. You knew my cunt would be all nice and juicy and ready for more of the same." She stopped talking for second, as though reflecting on the experience, then grinned at he and resumed her own recollection. "Damn, that felt good! You could have eaten my pussy all night and I wouldn't have objected, but having your dick in my pussy just added frosting to the cake. I love the way you fuck!" Carol must have been sincere about that compliment even though she hadn't told me that at the time I first screwed her. But from that day forward, she wanted to fuck whenever we were together, either at their house or in ours. She gave as good as she got though. I, as well as our neighbor's husbands, had all been thrilled at the quality of her sucking talent, not relinquishing the hard cocks until she had to swallow our loads. What I liked most was that she was an equal opportunity cock sucker, giving it to any of the guys who wanted it, especially if at the time the man's wife was beneath Carol, sucking the cum from her pussy their husband had left in there only moments before. "This feels so good," Carol purred. "I don't think I could give the lifestyle up anymore, but there's one more thing I want to try." "What's that," I asked. "Ting calls it a DP. She says until you've had one man in your ass and another fucking your pussy, you haven't lived." "Well, that's easy enough to fix. If I can get Mel off Ting long enough to put it in your ass, we could do that right now." Carol smiled. "That's not how I want it. I want Park to fuck my pussy and have you screw my ass." The timing couldn't have been better. Having spent a couple of hours already in Carol's sweet pussy, I could use a break. Reluctantly, I started to withdraw, but Carol stopped me. "Not yet," she said softly. "Finish me first. I'm greedy and need to have another good cum before we do anything else." That wasn't something I found difficult to do. Carol had become increasingly more sensitive over the years to having a hard cock fill her pussy until she reached orgasm. Taking her request to heart, I began slowly working my dick in and out of her pussy as she began clutching one of her breasts, using finger tips to pinch and pull it to full hardness. As many times as I had fucked her in the past, I knew most of her triggers intimately, and began massaging her clit while slowly screwing her. It was among the most enjoyable sensations in the world for both of us, and Carol began a slow moaning that told me she was reaching the apex of pleasure. Her soft moans attracted the attention of her husband and Ting who, having just finished a franticly paced session themselves were now laying just a few feet away, watching Carol and I reach her own peak. "Damn, that's beautiful," I heard Mel say softly. "I can't get over how wonderful it is to see Carol being fucked. I always knew it was something I had to see, but I had almost given it up by the time we had that pool party. I'll never be able to thank you and Earl enough for the opportunity you gave me to fuck you and keep it going until you knew Carol might consider it under the right circumstances. I've never been hornier than I was the first time I saw Earl slide his dick into her." Ting laughed. "You couldn't have seen much from the way you had your mouth on my pussy." Mel's face flushed slightly. He still hadn't gotten completely over his initial embarrassment at being seen eating pussy, although Carol had insisted from that day forward that he eat her out each time they fucked. I knew Ting was right, remembering how, as I slid the meat into Carol that day, that he had joined us on the bed and began eating Ting's juicy pussy. It had startled Carol at first, thinking that he would renege on his oft stated desire to see her fucking another man, but as soon as she saw Mel's dick in Ting's mouth, she pulled me tighter into that infrequently used pleasure pot and let me empty my seed deep in her clutching folds. What had really sold her though was how Park had joined the two of us after her first orgasm and finished what he had started in the pool. Park is one of those guys who, once having fucked a woman, can't be forgotten by his partner. It had been the crowning glory of Carol's existence by the time he had finished inside her. Mel had told me the next day that Carol had given him all kinds of hell for putting her in that position, and for what he had done to Ting. It hadn't lasted though. As soon as the two of them were in bed together and he began eating Carol's pussy, she had rolled over on him. Crouching over her husband, she fed her still slick cunt. Riding his face as though it were a hard cock, she had filled his mouth with her juices then admitted that it had been an experience she wouldn't mind repeating, soon. They fell asleep clutching each other. Although he wasn't positive it would work, he didn't have any trouble convincing her the next day that she should try once again with Art and admitted that he found Candy's lovely tits just as beautiful as she had found Park's hard cock. It had been a memorable experience for both of them and the end of their previously monogamous life together. Now I was faced with the task of bringing Carol to orgasm once more before inviting Park over to initiate her into double penetration. I wondered if I would be treated to the even more delightful task of eating Ting's pussy while Carol sucked her tits as she had done in the past. Always ready to do my duty, I continued screwing Carol until I could see she was almost at the peak. "Eat me," she gasped as her body began to shudder. "I want to cum in your mouth." I certainly had no objection to that. Carol, like most ladies, tastes wonderful once she's been fucked. Pushing her leg off my waist, I crawled between her thighs and, still stroking her clit gently, fastened my mouth over her hot, pulsing cunt lips, sliding my tongue inside her as far as I could. Her hips were pummeling my face as she continued to gasp and press me deeper into her warm core. Then, with a short cry of joy, she pressed my face deeper into that sweet muff and began feeding me the reward of great sex. It was one of her longer orgasms and I continued eating her until her body began to calm down. Only when she pushed my head away with a final gasp did I know she had been satisfied with my efforts. "Damn, that was good," she puffed. "I can't make up my mind which I like best, being fucked, being eaten, or sucking cock." "Why worry," I laughed. "You can have it all." It took a while for Park and Maurine to free themselves from their store, but they were delighted to hear that Carol needed them. I knew that Maurine wanted to fuck Mel again, and this was the perfect opportunity, besides having the additional benefit of joining Ting in one of their girl to girl experiences, which both had come to love. We took the opportunity for a break when they arrived. Giving them the long, white, terrycloth robes that had become our "between meal" favorite wear, we invited them to join us for a few drinks and a little relaxation on the couches in our living room before we got started with the real purpose of the visit. Park, as usual, needed no additional stimulation. He seated himself alongside Carol, his robe already bulging with his engorged cock. Mel was grinning like a fox as he watched Park put one arm around his wife's shoulders, and the other inside Carol's robe. Carol didn't object. Leaning against Park's body, she allowed him to fondle her breast, smiling when he pushed the lapel aside giving us a view of his hand caressing the milky white skin and swollen nipple. Ting and Maurine were distracting Mel, reaching inside his own robe to display his throbbing hard-on. Ting went down on him first, bending forward from the waist to encircle the puffy helmet with her sweet lips, then pressing her head downward until her nose was buried in Mel's pubic hair. Mel groaned with the pleasant sensation as he reached inside Maurine's robe and began gently squeezing those delightful jugs, bringing a smile to her face. "Why don't we go into the playroom and get serious about this fun?" I asked, standing. No one had any objection, and we all trooped dutifully to our playpen. Park never relinquished his grip on Carol's breast, pulling her robe akimbo and giving all of us a view of her succulent body. "Did you tell him what I want?" Carol asked as Park lowered her to the mat. Both Park and I nodded before I added, "But he wants to fuck you for a while so we can build up some pussy juice." "That won't be hard," Carol chuckled as her lover spread her robe to each side of her body and knelt between her thighs. "He's already got me hot." That much was obvious as I saw the swollen lips of her labia beginning to spread at just the touch of her lover's stiffly pointing cock. Park, always the gentleman, was holding the length of his shaft and moving it up and down the already opened entrance to Carol's vagina. I watched as that plum sized head was slowly pressed between the coral colored inner lips, earning a soft sigh from her. Her arms encircled him and their near size in terms of height, allowed Park to begin a slow nursing of Carol's full breast. "Ooh," Carol said softly, almost in a swoon, as I watched her cunt swallow that oversized head. It pressed the proud flesh inward, until it disappeared between the tight muscles guarding her entrance. "I'll never get used to the size of this log," she said slowly, smiling broadly, even as I watched her hips thrust upward to meet the invader. Park wouldn't let her drive it in as fast as she appeared to want it though. His hips rose, and then pressed slowly down again. He was well aware of what his over 8 inches of hard meat could do to a lady whose vagina hadn't been entered with care. He was almost crooning to her as he pushed in slightly, then retreated, letting his own pre-cum provide the lubricant needed to allow his full length to penetrate her. Carol, like any of the ladies Park fucked frequently, still needed his hesitation on the down thrust to let the muscles in her passion pit adapt to accepting his thickness as well as his length. Ting Ch. 07 Mel, only a short distance away, was having his own knob polished by Maurine's bobbing head. He could see his wife's legs lifting to curl around Park's sculpted body. She was meeting each of his thrusts now. In the position he was in, Mel could see that throbbing cock slowly burying itself in his wife's body. The smile on his face was evidence that he had been honest the first time that he admitted he enjoyed the sight of her cunt being filled by another man. Ting was enjoying the sight as much as Mel and I were. She too had been the beneficiary of Park's swollen cock many times and enjoyed it immensely. She still remembered the first time she had tried to suck that mammoth piece of meat and had been able only to handle the first six inches before having to retreat and practice shorter strokes until she was able to fully engulf it. I have to admit the sight of my wife's throat bulging as Park fucked her face, was one I loved forever after. But, after seeing Park finally bottom out in Carol's pussy, Ting went back to tormenting Mel who was busy urging her to feed him more of her pussy while Maurine finished her own labor of love. Now, convinced that Carol was again able to handle his love log, Park rolled to the side and pulled her over him until she was astride his hips with the entirety of that swollen shaft filling her completely. It was obvious that Park's slow penetration of her had had the desired effect. As Carol raised her body to stroke that delightful toy inside her, I could see that the juices were really flowing. It was time. Using my fingers to rub off the excess juices from the lovers' connection, I began to coat the rosebud of Carol's ass hole, working it in slowly. First my fingertip found its way into that tight channel, then in a few minutes, the finger itself. Carol gasped as she felt it begin a slow finger fucking movement inside that cute ass, then out. Slowly and carefully, mindful of her virgin status, I moved it in and out until I felt the tight muscles relaxing. She gasped again as my second and third fingers were added one after the other very slowly, but I could feel her anal canal opening wider with each movement of my fingers in and out of that hot channel. I waited until Park pulled her forward on his body and began kissing her. That charming ass was now in the perfect position for my cock to enter. The head slipped in with just a little nudge, even though it drew a gasp from Carol. Working it in and out of her very slowly, I was very conscious of how tight that channel was and how I could feel every one of Park's movements through the thin membrane separating her vagina from her anal canal. "I feel like a stuffed turkey," Carol gasped out as both Park and I pressed our full length in her at the same time. "It hurts just a little." "Do you want us to stop?" I asked. This was supposed to be a pleasure, not something to cause pain, but Carol's answer told me we were on the right track. "No, just take it slow for a while. It's already getting easier to take it. Wow! What a ride!" Then, within a few minutes, it was Carol who was setting the pace. "I can't believe this feels so good," she gasped as she rammed her bountiful ass back into my crotch. Park took up the slack immediately thrusting up into her pussy, and generating a groan of pleasure. "Oh-h-h," she groaned as both Park and I found ourselves buried to the hilt in her body, "I feel so full, and it feels so good!" "Then just lay back and enjoy," I said softly. "Park and I are going to make you feel even better." I didn't know how it could feel any better, at least from my viewpoint, but Park was obviously enjoying the sensation as much as I was. It only took a few minutes of synchronized movements before Carol was shuddering in the pleasure of her first double penetration orgasm. She exhaled in a slow groan once more. I felt the perspiration create a sheen on her back as I pressed deep into her ass hole and park rammed himself into her pussy and held it there at his maximum length. Her body shook between us and I felt the muscle of her sphincter clutching at my cock. It was more than either Park or myself could handle and I felt his semen channel pulsing as it filled her pussy with a hot load of cum that soon was joining with mine as my own load overflowed that tight canal. Carol started to sit up and I hastily removed my cock from her grip. Sitting back on my haunches, I put my arms around her chest, holding those lovely tits of hers tightly. She was sitting upright on Park's rigid rod, shaking her head slowly back and forth, wiping wet wisps of hair from her face as she slowly recovered. "Fantastic!" she exclaimed. "I've never cum so hard in my life!" "Do you want them to do you again," Mel asked, looking over at the three of us with a wide grin on his cum smeared face. Whether it had been the sight of Carol getting her jollies at our hands or not, Ting's orgasm had managed to smear her own juices from Mel's forehead to his chin. He made a comical sight still beneath my wife's trim thighs as Maurine slowly relinquished his now flaccid cock. "Not now," Carol said slowly as she dismounted from the still semi rigid cock that had filled her to her limit, "but it won't be long before I'll need another treatment like that." Using one of the towels we always left conveniently on the soft pad, she began wiping her cum coated crotch. "Well, I haven't had my share yet" Maurine announced, "so, Mel, as soon as you're up to it, I'd love to have you fuck my ass while Earl screws my pussy." "I can help with that," I heard Ting say and looked over to see the smile on her face. I knew I was in for a long night! For those of you who have enjoyed the "Ting" series, I plan on leaving it here unless you want more. 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