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Mixed Doubles

By: fantasticfic



"Same time next week?"

The game had been a close one but Shelly and Mike had just beaten the other pair. All four of them were happy and sweaty from the workout though.

"Sure thing," said Jim, twirling his racquet.

"You guys still on for tonight?" asked Tara. Her parents had gone away for the weekend so they had the place to themselves.

"You bet. Hey, can I get a lift with you? Mike says these two have got to go into town for some mysterious reason," said Shelly, rolling her eyes.

Tara laughed and mimed smoking. "Sure, you can ride with me. I'm sure we can make our own entertainment whilst we are waiting for the boys"

"I'm sure you can," said Mike, winking at Jim. "Right, let's hit the showers."

"Good game," said Jim as they stripped down in the changing room. "We'll get you next time."

"Yeah, right," responded Mike, grabbing his towel.

As they walked into the showers one of the other gym members, a hairy guy in his early forties, was just leaving. As he walked passed he did a quick double take as they went in. Mike laughed as they stepped into the empty showers. "You need to put that thing away, it's scaring the natives."

"It's no more than God gave me," Jim retorted, hefting his cock in his right hand. Flaccid the head still dangled over the edge of his fingers. Mike was perfectly happy with his seven inches but it had always been obvious that Jim had a bit more. More than a bit, in fact.

"So what have the girls got planned for tonight?" he asked.

"I don't know," Jim replied, as he started to soap himself. "I know they are up to something though and Tara has been fucking horny all week. So maybe we have a little drink, have a little smoke and then have a little fun." He pumped his hips for emphasis causing Mike to chuckle and shake his head.

Mike was looking forward to tonight. The four of them had hung out since, like, forever and just naturally clicked. It was cool that pairing off hadn't changed that. If anything it had made them better friends. Both couples had been going out since 10th Grade, had lost their virginities to each other, had become comfortable in their relationships. Now it seemed like the girls were itching for more. They hadn't said anything but they'd both had a gleam in the eye recently. Tara was pretty wild and, although Shelly might pretend otherwise, all she needed was a nudge in the right direction. Shit, Tara had probably indirectly got him his first blowjob, just by egging Shelly on.

"Man, they are definitely up to something," he said. If it was what he thought then it was going to be a good night.

"Oh God, that's better," said Tara, pulling her sports bra over her head. Her huge breasts bounced heavily once and then settled high on her chest. Shelly didn't think it was fair that such big breasts could be so firm. Despite being an extraordinary 32E they were perfectly shaped and slightly conical with the nipples jutting up proudly. "I hate wearing that thing," Tara complained, grabbing a mound in each hand and giving them a quick squeeze. "It's so tight."

"You'd have someone's eye out if you didn't," laughed Shelly, admiring her friend's figure. At five eight she was a good bit taller than her and had a devastating body. Her complexion was naturally olive thanks to some Italian genes but she topped up her tan regularly. Her parents were often away on business and their house was up in hills and nicely secluded. That meant she had plenty of opportunity to sunbathe nude with the result that she had a perfect all over tan that went right up to the thin strip of dark hair on her mound. In contrast Shelly's own deep tan was interrupted by three white triangles. She could have topped up at the salon but she preferred to be natural and besides her tan lines drove Mike wild.

Tara reached up behind her head to tug out her pony tail which caused her breasts to lift. Shelly's eyes were naturally drawn to them. Even in a sweater they drew lustful and envious glances from everyone she passed but seeing them in the flesh was something else. In the gym locker room even perfectly straight women couldn't help but gawk. Tara shook out her thick mane of chocolate hair causing them to jiggle wildly.

"You make me feel like a boy when you whip those babies out," said Shelly.

"Are you kidding?" she said. "And there was me thinking you were a total hardbody babe who could make a blindman's dick ache."

Tara gave her friend the once over. Shelly was a gym rat and it showed; she had rock hard abs, toned limbs and the tightest butt Tara had ever seen. It wasn't like she was flat-chested either. She had two perky scoops sitting high and proud. Tara had always been secretly envious of Shelly cute pink nipples which sat on her handfuls like little strawberries. Her own were blunt and brown and thick as thumbs. Jim loved them though and she knew she was the last person in the world who should be complaining about what nature had endowed her with.

"Alright but no-one's going to look at me when I'm stood next to you."

"Really?" said Tara. "I must have imagined Jim drooling over you when you came round wearing those tiny hot pants the other day."

"Shut up!"

"Especially when I told him about the bald little cooch they were barely hiding."

"Oh my God!" gasped Shelly, blushing and putting her hand to her mouth. "You didn't!" 

"I sure did," she replied, taking a step forward so their breasts almost touched. "It got him as hot as it gets me. He fucked me senseless as soon as you left."

Tara licked her lips and brought her hand up to rest on Shelly's hip.

"Hey! Not here," she said, slapping Tara's hand away. She looked around the locker room but there was no one else there. "Shit, we need to get out of here. Man, I'm looking forward to tonight. Do you think the boys will go for it?"

Tara kissed her quickly on the lips and stepped back. "Are you kidding? The question isn't will the boys go for it, the question is how much fun you can handle."

Shelly blushed again and looked down. "Is it true what you always said about Jim? About his, you know..."

Her friend winked back at her. "You'll just have to find out."

As soon they got to her parents' house Tara went to the kitchen and fixed them both a vodka tonic. They clinked glasses and laughed.

"This is the life," said Tara, slipping the vodka back into the freezer.

"It sure is but let's get outside," said Shelly. She put her drink on the counter and unzipped her top. Both of them had changed into their bikinis before leaving the club and they now quickly stripped out of their outer layers, shedding their clothes straight onto the kitchen floor. Their bikinis were almost indecently small and Shelly would never have worn hers in public. In fact, this would be the first time anyone other than Mike and Tara had seen her in her tiny yellow outfit. Tara grinned at her. She had bought a new bikini specially. Her bikini top couldn't have been more different to the sports bra she had been complaining about an hour earlier. It offered no support at, it merely outlined her huge expanse of unaided cleavage. She did a little twirl. The thong back of her crimson bikini disappeared into the crack between the firm brown globes of her ass. And Shelly had thought hers was small!

"You know what?" said Tara, slipping her arm round Shelly's waist. "We are two sexy bitches."

"We sure are," agreed Shelly, laughing. With her drink in one hand and the other resting on Tara's hip she followed her friend out into the yard. Tara's parents had an awesome place with a large lawn, a pool and even a small orchard. It was cool to be able to come and make use of it; she wouldn't dare dress like this at the beach.

At the touch of the sun on her nearly naked body Tara stretched her arms high up into the arm, balanced on tiptoes and sighed with pure pleasure. Shelly smiled at her sun worshipping friend. "You want to catch the last rays of the day?"

"Nah, I'm good," replied Tara, sensuously rubbing her latte-coloured belly, her eyes half closed.

"What about the hot tub?"

Tara grinned wickedly. "Hell yes."

They balanced their drinks on the side and slipped in, both smiling as they entered the warm water. 

"Oh man, this is the life. Shall I turn on the jets?" asked Tara.

"Mmm," agreed Shelly, nodding.

They rumbled into life as Shelly took a gulp of her drink, the cool liquid gradually imparting a warm glow.

"Fuck, these jets are making me horny," Tara remarked after a couple of seconds.

Shelly felt the same. The churning water was pummelling at her ass and crotch. She closed her eyes and relaxed, the warmth of the sun on her face matched by a growing heat between her legs. Shelly bit her lip. She hoped Mike got here soon.

For a while the two friends just laid there feeling hot and horny, the only noise the bubbles and the occasional bird in the trees. Then Tara called across: "Hey Shelly?"

"Uh huh," she replied, her eyes still closed.

"You remember the week after your eighteenth?"

Shelly's mouth curled up into a smile. "Uh huh."

"I remember it to. I'm thinking about it right now. I'm thinking about it and stroking my pussy."

Shelly's eyes popped open and she turned to her friend. There was a blush across Tara's cheeks and chest, not from any embarrassment - as if! - but because she was indeed touching herself. Touching might have been an understatement; she was vigorously rubbing herself.

The week after her eighteenth birthday, Shelly and Tara had stayed home whilst Mike and Jim went to the movie theatre to see some sci-fi film. Since its chief attractions seemed to be explosions, gore and tits, the girls decided to pass. It also starred a very well-endowed blonde actress who the boys seemed to think was worth the price of admission alone. The girls weren't impressed, although perhaps for different reasons. As Tara put it, why go out to look at a fat-titted whore when you can look at one at home? Shelly had slapped her on the arm for that comment. They had decided to have a girly night in drinking wine, gossiping and dancing around Tara's bedroom. Halfway through the second bottle the subject of kissing had come up. For a while they had just talked about their boyfriends and the other boys they'd kissed but by the time the second bottle was almost dead, Shelly found Tara's lips on hers. Just comparing, Tara had said. Shelly had liked comparing. They'd laid on Tara's bed kissing for a long time, completely lost in the moment. It was only when Tara slipped her hand down the back of Shelly's pyjamas to cup her ass that she came to her senses. She had gently eased Tara's hand back out again, her head spinning from the wine and the kisses, softly kissed her one more time and then called it a night. But now the night was young...

"You know, that isn't very sociable, Tara. Why play with yourself when you could play with me?" It was Shelly's turn to blush now and this time it was because of embarrassment. She was horny as hell but this sort of thing didn't come naturally to her. Still, she needed to kiss someone right now and since her boyfriend wasn't here it might as well be her sexy best friend.

"Oh really?" Tara said, arching an eyebrow. Her arm had ceased its dance. "Well, come over here, lover girl."

"Uh uh," said Shelly, crooking a finger. "If you want me, come and get me."

At her friend's bold comment, Tara's half-smiled blossomed into a grin. It was a smile of pure and genuine happiness, encompassing her life long love for Shelly, the sexual excitement thrumming through her body and a delicious anticipation of the night to come. She surged across the tub, the water streaming off her astonishing breasts. Her nipples were almost tearing through the fabric. With one hand on either side of Shelly, she pulled herself up, drawing her body along Shelly's until they were face to face. Mouth to mouth.

"Do you remember what you said to me that night?" asked Tara.

"I said you kissed like a boy," replied Shelly.

"I got so wet when you said that." And with that, Tara leaned forward and greedily locked mouths, her tongue already darting and probing. Their tits mashed hard against each other as Shelly started to respond. At first Shelly found herself just stroking Tara's arms and back but gradually her hands slid downward until they rested on her friend's virtually naked ass. Opening her eyes to find Tara's face blind with lust she slowly but firmly squeezed both cheeks. Tara responded immediately; she thrust forward her crotch, rubbing her pussy mound against Shelly's thigh. "Harder," she moaned. Shelly squeezed harder, massaging Tara's butt and lightly raking it with her nails. Tara moaned louder. As Shelly drew her tighter, Tara came up to cup her friend's breasts. Before too long her right hand was inside the left cup of Shelly's bikini, kneading at the tender flesh. Tara kissed her way from Shelly's mouth down to her neck and then up her ear. Huskily she whispered: "Please, Shelly, you've got to let me suck your tits."

Shelly eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily now as Tara continued to nuzzle at her neck. "Okay," she said softly.

"I see you started without us," came a voice.

Mixed Doubles



"Where is my shirt, Ohh god you have not pressed it," Dilip picked up his crumpled shirt.

"At least I washed it," Anita shouted from kitchen.

"What am I going to wear, you know today is a very important meeting for me and I need this white shirt," he sounded miserable. 

"Please iron it yourself, my baby, I am busy preparing the breakfast," Anita spoke.

"Yeah, as if I am free," he murmured and grabbed the iron. 

Anita walked out of the kitchen and saw Rahul their six years old son, munching the bread.

"Eat quickly, beta, you don't have the whole day for that and don't forget to finish you milk, ohh god I have to get ready," she rushed to bedroom. 

Dilip and Anita were married for almost ten years now and they have a lovely six year old son. They met in collage, fell in love, finished the collage and landed nice lucrative jobs in once booming IT sector. Much against the wishes of their parents they got married and settled down in Mumbai. Dilip belong to the North India while she was from Mumbai so neither of their parents felt that the marriage is going to work, while Dilip was pure vegetarian, Anita has no problem with meat. Against all odds and cultural differences they were together for ten years and were madly in love with each other. 

Anita was a modern Indian girl but came from a conservative family where she was taught the Indian traditions and values of life. Her mother always emphasised about saving her virginity for her husband. She matured early and from a very young age she had developed a noticeable figure. She was always pursued by boys and men alike, she had minor flings, nothing serious, until she met Dilip. 

Dilip was however very broad minded and never objected on her being with any male friend. Whenever his friends visited them he was never jealous of their flirting with her, although she was embarrassed. His family consisting of just her parents and an elder married sister and all were settled in Delhi, so they get to meet once in a year during summer vacations. 

"Darling, I will drop Rahul to school, you run, must be getting late for the meeting and by the way sorry for the shirt," she spoke planting a quick kiss on his checks. He grabbed her arm and moved his lips to kiss her.

"Stop!" She giggled, "you will spoil my lipstick."

"That will be your punishment," he placed his lips onto her red chillies. "Ugh," she punched on his back, suddenly they heard footsteps and Dilip quickly stepped back. Rahul walked into the room, he laughed looking at him. 

"What is so funny," he asked. 

"Daddy is wearing mommy's lipstick," he giggled. Anita put a hand on her mouth and giggled; she looked at Dilip and mouthed "Explain."

"It is not a lipstick it's a lip gloss for torn lips," he quickly rubbed the lipstick and rushed out. 

During the lunch break Anita entered the cafeteria and sat down with her best friend Ratna. She was also working with her though not in the same department but they meet regularly during lunch or sometimes go home together.

"What have you cooked for lunch today," Anita glanced towards her Tiffin. 

"Ohh didn't get time to cook in the morning so I have ordered from the canteen," Ratna replied then whispered meaningfully, "late night yesterday."

"You naughty girl, you guys are also married for almost ten years and still you have so much spark between you," she spoke. 

Ratna giggled, "how is it going with Dilip, any improvement?" 

"I don't know," Anita sighed and looked around and finding no one in earshot she spoke, "he is all loving and caring but lately he is trying to avoid sex, I mean we are reduced to three or four times a month and on top of it he is demanding stupid things." 

"What things," Ratna spoke chewing her food. 

"Well I don't know how to say this, but I have been thinking of talking to you about this for a few days," she spoke slowly. Ratna raised her head and looked curiously towards her. 

"Well, ah, Dilip is asking me for partner swapping with other couple," he whispered. 

"What!" she was shocked for a moment then she looked at her worried face and burst out laughing. 

"What is so funny," Anita stared her. She shifted closer to her, "he is getting kinky, Hun."

"What kinky, this is stupid how can he even think of such a thing," she looked annoyed.

"Don't worry; you know what my husband says to me in bed," she secretively whispered somehow controlling her giggles, "that he wants to see me fucked by some other guy." Anita looked towards her in awe while she laughed.

"Don't be such a prude, this is just a fantasy which comes alive in bed and dies before morning, he does not have balls to actually do it, but I must say any reference to other man touching me will turn him on and he will fuck me like a rabbit," Ratna giggled. She told Anita to be cool and enjoy the fantasy, play along and enjoy.

"I don't know, I am having a very bad feeling, he seems so serious about all this."

"Don't worry it is just a fantasy, you play along with him, after so many years of being together the sex life needs some impetus, a new lease of life, you will see the results," Ratna was smiling while Anita was still not sure. 

She was in deep thought while returning home; she even forgot that she was to go to dinner to her parent's house. Dilip called and reminded her, "Ohh Shit!" I am on my way," she told him and turned her car. Dilip was supposed to pick up Rahul and meet at her parents' house. 

"Sorry I am late," she announced as she entered the flat. She found Rahul was playing with his grandfather and Dilip was watching the TV. She went straight to the kitchen to her mother.

"Hi mom," she hugged her, "what is this, you have again cocked chicken, you know Ma he is a vegetarian."

"I know that he eats grass only and he has spoiled my grandson too, I have cooked this for my daughter," she replied, "you don't even get good food to eat with this man."

"Ma stop it! I eat whatever I like," she looked for other dishes and finding vegetables she smiled, "Humm so you have cooked vegetables for him too, I love you ma." She steps out of the kitchen and saw her dad and Dilip were busy with a whisky bottle, she smiled.

"Don't get too much drunk you have to drive," she warned him, which was completely ignored by both of them.

"Ma, you have not invited Sunita," she asked about her younger sister. 

"They have some other engagement tonight," she shouted from the kitchen. 

"I knew you would not listen," Anita admonished Dilip as she drove the car back home. Dilip grinned looking happy in his drunken state.

"I am not drunk you know I can drive," he replied arrogantly. 

"Just shut up."

"Your mother can't stop hating me," he spoke. 

"I am sorry about the chicken but you see that she has prepared vegetarian dishes also."

"Yeah, those are for Rahul, I know her." Anita sighed and drove quietly the rest of the way.

Anita entered the bedroom and saw Dilip already spread out on the bed. She quietly changed into night gown and slipped in bed beside her, she knew he is too drunk to move. 

"Anita," he puts a hand on her shoulder, "I have been thinking..." 

"Ohh you are awake, I though you are lost to the world," she turned towards him. He pulled her into his arms.

"You are so beautiful," he caressed her hairs. 

"Is that so? That is why you are always demanding this swinging thing," she spoke playfully. 

He hugged her tightly, "you tease, you know why I am asking it." He was pleasantly surprised that she brought up the subject otherwise she is dead against it and came upon him very harsh whenever he tried to suggest anything like it. 

"Why! tell me?" She played with the hairs on his chest. 

"Because I want to spice up our sex life," he was excited, "you know how it has been, we are together with each other for almost ten years, and some change is required to rekindle the fire we use to have during the first few years of our marriage."

"Humm, so you mean to say you want to fuck other women as you are fed up with me," she cannot play along and raised her voice.

"Oh no honey, I love you always, but isn't it exciting to have someone new for a change, we can get back to each other after that," he tried to reason. 

"Enough of your nonsense," she suddenly lost control, "how could you even think of something like that, you... you... want to trade your wife for some other whore." 

"Don't be paranoid, it's not that I want to fuck some other girl, if that be the case I would have done that long back, it is the fact that I love you and don't want to do anything alone," he too shouted, "and you are taking it in a wrong way, so many people are doing this we are not the only one."

"Let the whole world do it, but if you talk one more word about it I am going to break your head," she jumped from the bed. Both of them stared each other for couple of minutes then Dilip stormed out of the bedroom. Anita watched him noisily preparing to sleep on the sofa and fell on the bed sobbing. 

In the morning both went on to their normal routine without speaking to each other. Dilip ironed his shirt without complaining to her and left the house with Rohan. Anita felt the anger building again as she saw that he has not picked up the lunch prepared by her. The cold war continued for several days and neither one was ready to budge; any attempt to restore the normalcy resulted into more fights and bitter words. 

"It's now four days since we talked to each other properly," Anita told Ratna during the lunch.

"It is your fault, why did you pick up the fight, I told you to play along," Ratna spoke. 

"He was talking about sex with other women, I cannot control myself and I cannot picture myself having sex with any other men," she shook her head. 

"Ohh, my god, it is just a fantasy, you are impossible," she looked fed up.

"Please, please, tell me na," she looked at her pleadingly, "you know for last six months he is acting like this and everything is falling apart because of this."

"Ok, then make up with him tonight and you bring up the subject and show interest in it," she suggested.

"It's very difficult to show interest," she made a bad face. 

Ratna giggled looking at her, "do you remember when we were in school and we both were having a crush on our gym teacher."

"Yeah, I remember, he was cool," she smiled.

"And how both of us use to try to be close to him, always asking him to help us so that he can touch us."

"Yeah," Anita looked lost.

"I want you to remember him or anyone like him when Dilip talks about you with other man, which is how I am enjoying it with my hubby."

Anita gave it a thought, "I will give it a try," she felt shy admitting it and Ratna laughed looking at her red face. 

At bed time, Anita spread over the sofa before Dilip could pick up his pillow and claim it. He stood at edge and stared her. 

"This is where I sleep, you go and find some other place," he spoke.

"Sofa is no place to sleep , if you want to sleep then go to bedroom," she spoke without looking at him.

"Well if I am going to bed you have to sleep on sofa," he stormed out to the bedroom.

"I will sleep where ever I like," she shouted back. 

As soon as he settled on the bed, Anita slipped behind him and put his arms around him.

"Still angry with me," she whispered. 

"I am afraid, you may break my head," he spoke sarcastically. 

"Oh my baby, so scared," she cooed and kissed him on cheek. 

"Why you always fight with me," Dilip turned around and hugged her tightly. He planted a hard kiss on her lips, "you know how much I love you."

"I love you too darling," she kissed back passionately, "but when you talk about having sex with other girls I get jealous."

"You are stupid, I don't want sex with other girls rather I want both of us to have sex, and it would be like an adventure, a sexual adventure. As long as we love each other there is nothing wrong, but you are ready to break my head," he shook her playfully.

"Ok tell me about it, how it works," she spoke.

"You really want to know or you planning to get mad at me again," he looked at her suspiciously. 

"Well I might be interested," she said playfully looking away from him. Dilip was all excited, he went on to explain her how he has joined a swingers website which has likeminded couples like themselves. First view the profiles and pick up the one you liked and email them, if they like, further emails are exchanged followed by pictures. A meeting is fixed if both the couples want it, before actually doing anything. 

"It's simple, I promise you it would be a thrilling and fun experience for both of us," Dilip was all worked up. 

"Humm, so simple is it? You don't feel any jealousy that your wife will be sleeping with some other man," she spoke, slowly caressing between his legs, she find him hard and twitching. 

"Absolutely not, because of two reasons, firstly I know that you love me and secondly I will also be doing the same," he replied caressing her hips.

"Knowing that you had fun and enjoyed will make me want you even more," his voice was hoarse and he squeezed her buttocks hard. She looked in his eyes feeling the heat and kissed him with open mouth. 

She giggled, "My my you have a dirty mind and a hard cock." She grabbed his hand and pushed it inside her panty. Within minutes he was all over her naked body fucking her like a man possessed. The room was filled with her moans and she has to keep a hand on her mouth to stop herself from screaming and waking up their son, sleeping in the adjoining room. 

Anita slept till late in the morning. When she woke up she saw Dilip was already up and was preparing tea in the kitchen. 

"How come you are up so early, it's Sunday," she spoke, "and why didn't you wake me up."

"You looked so pretty while sleeping that is why I didn't felt like disturbing you," he handed her the cup of tea. 

"Wow! you look in a bright mood today," she laughed and went on to check on Rahul. 

Later in the afternoon while Rahul was playing in his room, Dilip pulled her to the bedroom where his laptop was. 

"Come let me show you the website," he enthusiastically pulled her to the bed. Anita was amazed to see him all excited. She hoped that his obsession will be limited to the bedroom but he looked serious. She didn't want to pick up a fight again so she reluctantly showed interest. He enthusiastically showed the profile he has made.

"How long have you been doing this," she was amazed at his meticulous planning. 

"Almost a year, honey, it is the ultimate fantasy, just fuck, no strings attached, have a blast and then get back to the life with erotic memories," he pulled Anita into his lap. She felt a lump in her throat as she read the profile he has created,

"Couple in mid thirties from Mumbai. Believe in 'You Live Only Once.' Nothing is off limits for friends, well educated and settled, expects the same from you."

Then some other information about them was written without revelling anything which could be traced to them. 

"Isn't internet dangerous," she raised her doubt.

"Yeah, but this is a paid site so no punk can just join and start sending mails. Further we will do a thorough check before proceeding." 

He pointed towards his mail box at the site, which has at least twenty unread recent mails. He looked at her and smiled, "Let's start exploring." 

She felt a knot in her stomach, "You really want to do this, don't you?"

"Yes honey," he kissed her and grabbed her smooth tits. 

"Ahh what are you doing, the door is open and Rahul can walk in," she flinched. 

"Are you sure about all this," she hesitated.

"Of course darling, I have been thinking about this for last one year and talking to you, I am really happy that you have finally agreed," he kissed her lips. 

Anita was having mix feelings of fear, shame, anxiety and excitement at the same time. They started to open the mails one by one looking to the friend requests. They laughed, giggled at the funny ways people wrote about themselves, some were interesting but nothing where they could be sure. 

"This one looks nice," Dilip pointed out to the next mail. Picture shows a young couple, the girl was cute looking but Anita was sickened by the way the man was showing his muscles. 

"Naah," she made an ugly face.

"Ok no problem, we will check others," he clicked. Slowly they exhausted all the messages and Anita was not able to fathom anyone though Dilip was intrigued by few. 

"Looks like we have no luck today, we will wait," he spoke.

"Ohh god!! I can't believe I am doing this," Anita sighed. Suddenly Rahul started calling "Papa.. papa" from the other room.

"I'll go and find out what he wants," Dilip stood up. Anita sat their looking at the screen when suddenly a message flashes, "You have got a new mail." She absentmindedly clicked it, 

"You two sound to be wonderful, send us a mail with your picture and let's explore the possibility." Below that the statistics of the profile was copied. She opened the attached picture and saw the man dressed in a black suit sitting next to a lady. She got lost into his deep smile. 

"Interesting they are," she jumped as she heard him. Dilip was standing behind looking at the picture. 

"Ah huh," Anita felt goose bumps. He reads on the profile.

"Humm, the husband is forty four and the wife is thirty seven, don't you think a bit grown up," Dilip commented, "the man is almost 10 years older than you and the wife is two year senior to me.'

"Yeah but they sure don't look like," she cannot believe that she said that. 

"Humm so the lady has picked someone," he smiled mischievously, "Ok then, let's send them the reply with our picture," Dilip hugged her. Anita started to feel nervous, she grabbed his hands.

"Why you want to rush it, please give me some time," she spoke.

"How much time?"

"At least a week," she avoided making eye contact. 

"Ok sure, but please make a decision soon," he saved the picture before closing the mail and Anita was absorbed in deep thoughts.

She wanted to discuss this with Ratna as soon as she reached office but couldn't find time till lunch break. However when she was with her she was not too sure if she should talk about it. Ratna was curious to know about how it was with her husband but she didn't give any details and told her that the matter has been sorted out. 

The Saturday approached fast, well fast for Anita but too slow for Dilip. Anita was thinking about it the whole week and was unable to decide or to take advice from anyone. Dilip was charged up throughout the week and was excited like a kid. The sex was improved no doubt and on the other hand if she declines he will start again looking for someone else and don't know which asshole might be next. If she denies all together then they will be back to the square one and she don't want to go back to the life two weeks before. She remembered all the good times he had with Dilip and how she loves him, surely if he spends a night with other women her love won't diminish especially under the circumstances where he is so open and not cheating on her. If he just wanted to have sex he could have found some women without her knowledge. 

He was already there when she reached home from office. He looked at her with anticipation, "well, the week is almost over." 

Anita reached for him and placed her head onto his chest, "Ok let's send the picture but it should be one time only."

"Hurray!" Dilip shouted in delight. 

"Keep it down," she giggled. 

Rahul walked out of his room looking puzzled, "what happened daddy, did Sachin uncle hit a six." Both Anita and Dilip burst out laughing. 

"No not this one," Anita spoke while picking up the picture to send. She carefully chooses the picture where she was satisfied that she looked best. Sure the reply came and the next few days went by in exchanging mails, telephone number and gathering information about each other. 




Mixed Doubles



The couple turned out to be Malti and Vinod. While Vinod owns a farmhouse in Goa, Malti was a housewife. They were experienced and into the lifestyle for more than five years. They suggested them to visit Goa on the weekend, if all four agree the relationship could be taken to next level or else no question asked no reasons to be given. Anita and Dilip liked the suggestion, the only problem is Rahul. 

"I felt obliged to your mother, for the second time," Ravi spoke as they drop Rahul to his grandparent's house. Lots of lies to be spoken about office engagement and work but not much was required as she was happy to have her grandson for the weekend. 

"When was the first time," Anita spoke.

"The time she gave birth to you," and both burst out laughing. 

"Dilip, will you continue to love me after this also," Anita came close to him.

"More than ever, can't you see how happy we are in the last two weeks and how many times we had sex, probably more than what we had in the whole year," he spoke. Anita nodded not feeling too sure. 

They checked in a hotel at Panjim, Goa. He immediately called Vinod and fixed up the dinner meeting at their house. It was fixed that if they clicked as a foursome they will proceed further and spend the night at their farmhouse with each other's spouses, or else they will return to their hotel. Anita knew Dilip is too anxious to do this so he will not say 'no' tonight and as far as she is concerned, she has already prepared to say 'yes' because she can't withstand this entire process again, even if she has to close her eyes and endure the sex. Well if she was preparing to endure it then why has she carefully shaved her pussy, waxed her entire body at a beauty parlour and now wearing her sexiest panty & bra. She was unable to answer herself as she applied light makeup and prepared for the evening. 

Dilip's jaw dropped as he saw her dressed up in a light yellow colour long skirt and a white sleeveless top. She left her long shoulder length hairs loose. The top was hugging her perfect figure nicely and her C size boobs were making an enticing cleavage. 

"My god! You are looking like a sex goddess," he spoke moving towards her.

"No, stay away," she giggled and kept a hand on his chest to keep him away, "you will spoil my makeup." 

They arrive at the farmhouse about six in the evening, the sun was preparing to set and the hot day was turning into a pleasant evening. 

"I am feeling nervous," Anita spoke.

"Even I am a bit nervous," Dilip admitted. 

"Ok then let's go back," she looked hopefully towards him.

"Common don't be silly," he held her hand and walked. Vinod greeted them at the gate. Both men shook hands and introduced themselves.

"You must be Anita," he looked towards her, "I am glad you decided to come," he welcomed them, "I hope you find your way easily." 

"Yes no problem, the cab driver knows the place well," Dilip replied. 

They walked inside the house and found themselves in elegantly decorated drawing cum dining room. It was large and spacious. They made themselves comfortable and Anita looked at the man she was supposed to fuck tonight. He was dress in a blue jeans and a loose t-shirt. In person he looked even better, tall and slender body, sincere looking face. 

"Here she is," Vinod announced as Malti entered the room. Now Dilip can have another of his fantasy fulfilled, Anita thought looking at her large boobs. She wore Saree which was draping her elegantly and the blouse was low cut giving a nice view of her deep cleavage. Anita could not help but compare Malti with herself.

Vinod got busy in arranging for the drinks, Anita refused any liquor and took orange juice while other preferred scotch. They were soon comfortable and chatting like old friends meeting after a long time. They talked about so many things, their education, job, family etc. it made Anita feel that they are here on a social visit until Malti asked.

"This is your first time."

"Ah, umm, yeah," Anita stammered feeling suddenly very conscious being reminded of why they are here.

"Yes, it's the first time for us," Dilip spoke, "that is why we are both a bit nervous."

Malti laughed aloud, while Vinod too smiled, she rose from her seat and sat between both of them. 

"Oh, big boy is nervous," she playfully punched, "I can understand about Anita because she has to put up with this ugly brat of my husband, but you Dilip! you are nervous of me! Do I look like a lioness," she made a fierce face. Both of them smiled sheepishly. 

"Malti! Stop teasing them," Vinod spoke, "it's alright to be nervous, even I am, see! My hands are shaking," he deliberately shook the glass in his hand and everybody laughed. 

"You know the important thing is that the couple should be ready for this and both the partners should be at same wavelength, I mean no one should be in this if he or she doesn't believe in it," he spoke, "Anita you came here on your own will." 

She paused before speaking and glanced towards Dilip who was looking at her in anticipation, "Yeah, sure I am here on my own will." 

"Great! Let us decide then, as far as we are concerned, you are a lovely couple and we will love to be with you," Anita shivered hearing this and looked towards Malti who was nodding. 

"Ok let us prepare for the dinner," Malti stood up, "you come and help me and let these two decide," she asked Vinod. Dilip looked towards Anita who was avoiding eye contact. He shifted closer to her and held her hand. 

"What do you say, do you like them" he spoke in a wavering voice. 

"Umm... I don't know...well they look nice," she spoke looking at the floor. 

"Ok then we will do it."

They swapped partners as far as seating is concerned during the dinner, Anita sat with Vinod while Malti sat with Dilip across the table. She glanced towards Dilip, he smiled as their eyes met. 

"How do the two of us look," suddenly Malti asked. 

"Humm I must say you two are second best pair in the room," Vinod replied. 

"Haa, could be true, you have a beautiful lady on your side," she replied while Anita blushed. 

After the dinner Anita took the dishes to the kitchen like a good guest.

"Why you bother, I will do it, you are our guests," Vinod spoke.

"No problem, I can help," she replied.

"Ok if you two are doing it I will have one more drink with Dilip," Malti announced, she held his hand and guided him to the table where the drinks were kept. Anita and Vinod started to clear the dishes. When she returned Dilip was alone in the room, she looked enquiringly towards him.

"She went to her bedroom upstairs," he replied. Well that is it then, Anita thought. Feeling an unknown anxiety she hugged him. He caressed her hairs and kissed her on forehead. 

"Are you OK," he asked.

"Yeah, you go," Dilip took his drink and walked out of the room. For a moment she panicked finding herself alone with Vinod, she prayed.

"You want coffee," he spoke. 

"No, I don't," she replied, "You can have it."

"No it's ok, we can have it later," he placed a hand on her shoulder and she almost jumped. 

"Wow, relax, Anita!" he pulled back his hand.

"I am sorry... please... it's my first time... I am tensed and not ready." 

"It's ok, I know first time you have so many doubts, but don't worry. The reason we are here is to have fun and not to create any problems."

"You don't believe in this, don't you?" he enquired. Anita didn't speak, instead nervously fidgeted. "He has somehow convinced you into this." 

"No, no I am here willingly," she smiled. 

"Yeah, but you are scared like chicken," he sat down on the sofa, "we will wait till you are ready." 

"Ohh, umm," she could not speak. She sat down on the opposite sofa and there was silence for some time which was broken by Anita,

"You don't feel any jealousy that your wife is with some other man." 

"No, rather I am happy that she is enjoying herself."

"You are a strange man, what if I am not ready till morning?"

"I won't give you so much time, if you are not ready in next fifteen seconds I will rape you," he spoke coolly.

For a moment she was shocked but then she understood and burst out laughing. 

"You look so pretty when you are happy and cut loose," he smiled. 

She felt shy, "you wanted coffee, shall I prepare."

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Ravi on the other side felt a bit strange when he came out of the room leaving Anita behind with Vinod. For few seconds his mind was taken off from the fact that the hot wife of Vinod was waiting for him upstairs and his mind was diverted to Anita and Vinod. He felt shiver and several thoughts crossed his mind, how Vinod is going to treat her, with respect or as a slut, she is very innocent and don't know what kind of a pervert Vinod is. He reached the bedroom deep in thoughts and was hesitant to enter when he saw Malti taking out his glass bangles and safe keeping them in a drawer. Looking at her hot body he felt his blood started to flow again and the thoughts of Anita vanished. He stepped inside locking the door. 

Malti smiled and stood up closing the drawer. She was tall almost his height. Looking at her curvaceous body and slim figure, he cannot believe that she is two years older than him. Both looked at each other for few seconds and then Dilip walked closer trying to hold her, but she pushed him back.

"What are you doing," she whispered, "my hubby is downstairs." 

He was confused what does she mean by this. Finding a confused look on his face Malti spoke, "even if he is sleeping he can wake up and can catch us," and pushed him playfully. 

He started to get the knack of it, "Ohh so she is playing games." His heart started to beat fast. 

"Don't worry he won't wake up." He moved forward and she shifted back. 

"Have you drugged him?"

"Yes, too much of drinks," he tried to reach her but she backed off.

"Ohh, so you are trying to take advantage of his drunken state, you bad boy," she giggled, "but I won't allow you," she ran around the bed. 

"Please, Malti, you know how much I love you, I have come from far away just for you," he played on. 

"Ohh, you are begging me."

"Yes I am begging you." 

"I don't like beggars, go find some other house," she giggled and ran far away from him.

He looked towards her helplessly not knowing what to do, "so you are playing hard to get."

"Not just playing, but I am hard to get and why should I allow you, a stranger to touch me," she teased. Dilip tried to reach her but she ran around the room laughing and evading him. After some effort Dilip managed to grab her but she slipped out again like a slippery fish. He stood panting while she continued to tease him. Dilip started to get pissed off and with renewed determination he cornered her. 

He grabbed her hard this time not giving any opportunity to slip away. He threw her on the bed and pinned her under him. 

"Owo, ahh," she turned and twisted trying to throw him away but he held her tight. He twisted both her arms over her head and with his other hand he started to unbutton her blouse.

She continued to squirm, "Uggm..." Her breast heaved with her heavy breathing. Unclasping the bra he lifted it above her white breasts, he was mesmerised by the view. The brown nipples were already erect. He pinched then one by one, pulling them and rubbing them between his thumb and fingers. 

"Ugg... Awww..." she arched her body and smiled seductively. He let go of her hand and pulled the blouse and bra over. He stared at the perfect milky orbs and grabbed both of them with his hands. It felt so soft, like fur. His fingers dug deep into the flesh as he squeezed them.

"Ummm," she let out loud moan and arched her body, "you like them, don't you?" She smiled mischievously. He didn't speak rather placed his mouth over them and started to suck them one by one. She grabbed his hairs and moaned in pleasure, "Eat them." 

************************************

Vinod slowly sipped the hot coffee while Anita sat beside him fiddling with her skirt. 

"Wow, you make great coffee," he spoke, "how did you prepare it... it's perfect." 

"Thanks, but it's not a big deal, just mix the right amount of sugar and coffee," she replied modestly. 

"Yeah, but that is the trick, you know usually I prepare my own coffee as Malti like tea and can't make a decent coffee."

Vinod continue to talk about himself, his wife, while Anita's mind was occupied with the thoughts of her husband and what he must be doing now. He looked at Vinod who was patiently making small talks with her to make her comfortable and was not at all rushing or forcing anything. She finished her coffee and put down the cup. Suddenly they heard a loud 'thud' from above. Anita looked up at the ceiling with confusion. 

"Bedroom... upstairs..." he pointed. Again a thud sound was heard. 

"Looks like they are going to bring the house down," he smiled. Anita too could not control her giggles. 

"Let's get out of here before the ceiling falls over us," he stood up pulling Anita by her hand and they walked out laughing, behind the house in the open. It was a full moon night and Anita finds herself in a large backyard garden. 

"Wow, it's so beautiful," she admired the beauty of the lush green grass surrounded by nicely maintained flowers bushes. 

"Not as beautiful as you are," he pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed. Anita shivered, he was so close that she can smell his scent. He placed an arm around her and hugged. She was surprised that she did not feel any apprehension although she doesn't know this man and met him just few hours ago. She relaxed and let her head rest on his chest while he caressed her hairs. All the fear and anxiety that she was having, faded away and all she feel was sensation between her legs. 

Vinod smiled as he felt that his patience has yielded good results. He was fascinated by this hot yet so innocent woman. She is hesitant and he knew he cannot rush the things. He suppressed his urge to rip her clothes and fuck her right there. Instead he clasped his arms around her tightly and kissed her forehead. 

For the last six months Anita apprehended this moment, when she will be with other man, but now she felt no fear, rather was aroused by the fact that she will be having a guilt free sexual experience with a stranger. She felt the excitement of doing something naughty, like she used to feel when she was young and fooled around with her teacher. He lifted her chin and placed his mouth over her quivering lips. Anita opened her mouth and kissed back, letting him move his tongue over her lips, inside her mouth. 

Vinod can no longer be the gentle and understanding guy that he was pretending throughout the evening. He needed to fuck her... hard. He slipped a hand inside her top and grabbed her left breast. Anita felt like steel grip on her flesh, she moaned in his mouth. Her breasts were the size of oranges and his palm covered it completely. 

"Mmm, you have lovely boobs," he whispered and lifted the top and bra above her chest in one motion. He quickly turned her around and grabbed both the oranges from behind.

"Ahh, please, be easy on them," Anita arched her body as the grip tightened. He moved each of his thumbs in a circular motion over her dark areolas and pinched the nipples making her cry out.

"Ahh, ughh, please," she grabbed his hand trying to stop him but he continued to maul her tits. All the tenderness and the sweet talks ceased to exists and he was now just a man who wanted to fuck her, wanted to use her as he too has submitted his wife for the pleasures of her husband. She has never been used before, she only knew tender sex with her hubby and he is not her husband who will love her, he will only fuck her. The mere thought of this made her shudder and a shiver ran down her spine, "let's go to bedroom," she crooned. 

"Humm," he licked her neck, "kiss me." She turned her head back and looked into his eyes. He lowered his mouth onto her trembling lips. Anita groaned, her entire body burning with desire, she opened her mouth and darted her tongue out to meet his. 

She looked around and felt vulnerable standing in the middle of the garden, she requested again and again to get inside, however her voice was muffled by his lips. It felt so different with him, his smell, his breath, his lips and his hard touch. She was slowly surrendering to the sensations. 

"Please... please... let us go inside," she spoke almost panting, as he broke the kiss to drag his tongue all over her face. 

"What will we do inside," he whispered.

"Ah, mmm, ohh... please...maa... whatever you say," she panted. 

"You will do whatever I say."

"Yess... I will..." she moaned. 

"Ok then, grind your ass on my cock, feel my cock with your ass."

"Ohh Vinod... please," she felt her heart jump into her throat. He bunched her hairs in one hand and lifted her face up, "Do it!" He put his wet lips over her before she could say anything. Automatically Anita pushed her bottom and felt a hard rod poked at her ass. He can hear her groaning in his mouth. Feeling dirty she pushed more and moved her buttocks rubbing it over his cock. Vinod humped, slowly pushing, aiming his cock between her ass crack. He pushed her head down bending her forward and grabbed her waist guiding her to move her voluptuous bottom in a circular motion. 

She felt him slowly pulling her skirt up, "Ugghh," she grunted like an animal in heat. He pulled her skirt over her waist and acknowledged the tight ass covered in a tiny panty, with a hard smack. 

"Ugg... ugg... maa..." she moaned and groaned as he pulls down the panty and mauled her bare bottom, still making her grind it onto his cock. She felt his hard fingers pinching the ass cheeks, spreading it and playing with the anus. His fingers moved from her ass hole to her wet pussy, teasing her, never really going inside just rubbing it over her clit, wetting it with her juices and nibbling at the ass hole. 

Vinod looked at the beauty within his reach and smiled. Satisfied, he covered her up and pulled her straight by grabbing her hairs spread over her back. She leaned over his body, throwing her arms around; her eyes were half closed and was breathing unevenly.

"Fuck me..." she whispered, tracing the outline of his cock over the pants. 

************************************

As they walked back inside, Dilip was mounting Malti, he had his cock buried upto the hilt into her pussy and was banging her hard. The room was filled with combined moans and cries. 

************************************

Vinod turned around after locking the door and saw Anita was already on the bed lying with her face buried in the pillow. He quickly got rid of his clothes and approached the bed just in his boxers. He pulled her into his arm and planted a wet kiss on her lips. She responded enthusiastically by opening her mouth. He took his time in kissing her and slowly removed her clothes, exploring every inch of that beautiful body. Anita whimpered at his touch, a very warm and hard touch. She felt desired and was thrilled to give in to his desires. 

In frenzy Anita showered kisses on his face, lips and chest. She saw the huge bulge in the boxers and tentatively she pushed her hand inside. Her face was a specimen of torture; she drew a wet line with her lips as she travelled from his chest to abdomen. She fished out the erect cock, which was twitching at her touch. She just stared at it; it was so different from her hubby's. Large pink bulbous head, oozing precum, skin was completely pulled back as if circumcised. She held it in her fist at the base and stroked it slowly. 

"Ohh, Mumm," he moaned in pleasure and pressed her head to go down. She turned her head and looked him into eyes, "please," he mouthed. Without any hesitation she took the cock into her beautiful lips. He felt the hot tongue circling around the cock and the lips sucked in. He gripped her hairs tightly and moaned, "Ohh shit."




Mixed Doubles



"Ok no more," she suddenly pulled back.

"What! You have just started," he cried.

She dug her nails on his chest and whispered, "please... I want it inside me... please," she begged, "later if you ask me I will do anything." 

He quickly swings her around and placed her on the bed. Grabbing her ankles he pulled her legs wide and high. Anita let out a loud gasp as his placed his stiff cock and rubbed it over her clit. She grabbed his hands tightly as it hit the opening of her pussy.

"Ahhh," she cried out and her eyes spread wide as the thick prick started to make way inside her. Her body fluttered as waves and wave of intense pleasure rippled through her and she throws her head back on pillow in ecstasy. 

"Mummy... ahhh...ugg...ugg..." she gripped his hands hard and felt the entire length slipping inside her cunt. He spread his weight over her and pinned her under him. Unable to move Anita breathed in short grunts and squealed as Vinod started to move his midriff. He started to pump in his shaft slowly, reaching great depths, letting her get used to his cock and then started to bang hard. 

"Ohh...Ahhh...Uggg," she gasped for air, "Ahh... what are you doing... what is this you have put inside me," she cried.

"Ugg... spread me... fuck me..." she started to buck her hips to match his strokes. Vinod was in heavens; he pumped harder and mashed her tits making her squirm with pain. He moved his thumb teasing her erect nipples and trailed his fingers to her lips, pushing two inside her mouth. She eagerly sucked his fingers while moaning with pleasure. 

Vinod picked up the tempo and started to bang her hard, pulling the entire length out and then banging in immediately. At each stroke she gasped for air and clutched his body even tighter. 

"Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg..." she groaned moving her legs around him. 

"Ohh...Ahh..." Vinod was nearing his climax so he slowed down his pace to last longer. 

"Nooo... fuck me... harder... don't stop," she wailed. 

"Ahh, I will cum," he tried to explain. 

"Cum in me... fill me now... Ohh... Ugg... fill me with your spunk," she cried out loud scratching his back with her fingernails. 

Vinod no longer can control it and started to shoot his load deep inside her. The moment the hot cum filled her pussy, Anita threw her head in ecstasy and cried at top of her lungs, 

"AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH," 

Violent orgasm shook her body and she clutched his back digging her nails into his flesh. Vinod twitched and oozed the final spurt in the pussy. 

Vinod relaxed and lay on top of her, while she smiled, still shivering due the powerful orgasm, which she has never felt before. They lay motion less, catching their breath. 

"You are wonderful," he spoke caressing her back. She hid her face feeling shy, remembering how excited she was couple of minutes before. 

"Let me get dressed."

"What for, you look beautiful without clothes."

"Shut up," she felt shy and put her head on his chest. 

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Dilip looked at Malti who was lying beside him and caressed her naked back. After the explosive fucking with her, he was now catching his breath. His mind again drifted towards Anita and he felt guilty, his conscience made her feel uneasy. 

"Thinking about your wife," Malti spoke turning towards him. 

"Umm," he couldn't admit.

"Don't worry she is in good hands, she will like it," she spoke, "did you enjoyed?"

"Ohh yes sure, you are so amazing," he kissed her shoulders. Malti snuggled close to him as he continued to caress her. Soon she drifted to deep sleep, however Dilip could not sleep, he was restless. He has fulfilled his fantasy and Malti was a great fuck, he enjoyed himself, but now he felt a void. He got up and slowly walked downstairs. He didn't know what he wanted, "just a little assurance that she is alright," he thought. 

The drawing room was empty, he wandered around then suddenly he heard some noise and walked towards it. He relaxed finding Anita in the kitchen. 

"Hey what are you doing so late in the kitchen," he asked. 

"Dilip, is it you?" she was surprised to see him, "I am making coffee, but what are you doing here," she smiled. 

"I just came down for a glass of water," he replied nervously, "are you alright?" 

"Yes of course, why!! you got worried," she giggled, "I have handled you, so I can handle him too," she smiled mischievously. 

"Ohh... Ok..." he smiled sheepishly. 

"You want some coffee," she asked. 

"No, it's alright," he noticed that she has changed her clothes and was wearing a night gown. 

"Why are you wearing a night gown, where are your clothes," he asked without thinking and then he realized.

She giggled, "It's easy to wear." Dilip felt uncomfortable where as Anita didn't realize his state of mind. 

"You sure, you don't want coffee," she spoke. He refused and watched her pouring in two cups. 

"Umm, I must go now," she spoke. 

"Yeah," he nodded and watched her as she took the cups and walked to the bedroom. He heard the lock turned and stood absentmindedly watching the door. 

"Here you are," she handed the cup to Vinod, "at least cover your naked self," she lovingly admonished him. 

"Ok, whatever you say," he pulled a sheet over him. 

Dilip stood staring at the door with a mixed feeling of guilt and jealousy. "This is my wife who till yesterday was so oppose to all this and now," he thought. He quickly walked back upstairs. Malti was deep in sleep and her naked body couldn't give him any solace. Anita's laughter and mischievous demeanour flashed before him, "she is enjoying it," he was unable to take it. 

"Did you like it," Vinod spoke sipping the coffee. 

"If I say I liked it would it boost your male ego," she smiled feeling naughty. 

"Yes, of course, my ego will be bloated," he laughed.

"And what are you going to do with that bloated ego." 

"I will turn into an animal and fuck you all over again."

"Ohh, is that so, then I must be scared," she pretended to be afraid and both laughed. 

"Really speaking, I liked it with you, this was my first time doing a thing like this and was very apprehensive, but you made it a good experience, this would be my fisrt and last," she spoke.

"Why so?"

"Well I did it because of my hubby and moreover I don't know I will be lucky enough to get a man like you again."

"Why not, we can get together again, no need to look for another couple."

"No, I wanted it a onetime thing and also made it clear to my hubby, so there would be no tomorrow for us. So let's make the most of the night and then from tomorrow we can go back to our lives with sweet memories," she smiled. 

"Fair enough, I am at your service," he bowed ceremoniously. 

As soon as the sun is up Dilip left the bed and rushed downstairs. He found the door of the bedroom open and no one was around. He took a quick round of the ground floor and found both of them walking around the back yard.

"Good morning Dilip," Vinod wished him. 

"Yeah, good morning," he replied feeling self conscious. He glanced at Anita who looked beautiful and freshen up. 

"Anita, let us go," he spoke. 

"What is the hurry," Vinod interrupted, "we can have breakfast together."

"No its OK we have an afternoon flight to take," Dilip appears to be in a hurry to leave. So Vinod didn't insist and called for the cab. They waited in the drawing room, while Anita and Vinod continued to chat, Dilip preferred to stay quite. As soon as the cab came he left for the door. 

"Just a minute," she spoke as they were about to board the cab.

"What now," Dilip looked irritated. 

"Just have to say good bye to Malti," she spoke and rushed back to the house.

"She is still sleeping," Dilip shouted as she walked pass Vinod at the entrance door. She walked back into the room looking at him meaningfully. Vinod walked behind her in a confused manner. As soon as they were inside and away from the sight of Dilip she hugged him.

"Malti is still sleeping," he spoke.

"I know, just wanted to say goodbye to you, properly," she raised herself on her toe and kissed him on lips. Vinod felling the warmth embraced her tightly. 

"You seem to be in love," he spoke. She giggled and they kissed lovingly until they heard the cab honked. 

"Ok, bye," she rushed outside. 

On the way back to their hotel Dilip stayed quiet and lost into thoughts. 

"How was the night," Anita asked as soon as they entered their room.

"Good."

"Did you enjoy it?" Anita spoke cheerfully and hugged him. 

"Yeah, and you?"

"Yes, I also enjoyed it," she tried to kiss him.

"I guessed so," he spoke pulling back. 

"So you have fulfilled your fantasy, now we can be with each other," she spoke cheerfully and again tried to kiss him.

"First go and have bath," he pushed her away. Anita was taken aback; she looked at him in a puzzled way. 

"Is everything OK," she looked worried.

"Yeah everything is fine, at least have bath first," he spoke turning his back towards her. Anita felt hurt at his behaviour and she quietly stepped back. 

They reached back to Mumbai but both of them didn't talk much to each other. Anita was unhappy with his behaviour but could not place the reason. She started to worry and feared worse. 

"What is the matter honey," she spoke when they were in the bed at night.

"Nothing, just feeling tired," he lied.

"Please tell me, something happened back there," she tried to find out. 

"There is nothing to tell," he seemed to be getting impatient. 

"She was not good, is it?" she asked. 

"No, she was good, I enjoyed it, no problem at all, now sleep."

"Ohh, Okay, now I got it, you must be worried about me," she hugged him from behind, "don't worry darling, I am fine, Vinod is a good man and we..."

"Will you shut up, did I ask you to give me the juicy details of what you two did, I know you had a good time now let me sleep," he shouted. 

Anita was shocked, automatically she moved back on the bed. She felt hurt, slowly understanding the reason, she sobbed uncontrollably. Next couple of days also the things didn't improved and they talked to each other like strangers. She couldn't talk about this to no one, not even her best friend Ratna. 

Sunday morning, a week passed and Anita decided she had enough of all this. She wanted to have some straight talks. 

"Things can't go like this," she spoke. Dilip looked at her questioningly. 

"Tell me what the problem is, it was you who wanted this and now you are the one who can't handle it. You advocated that our lives will be more exciting; it will strengthen and spice up our relationship, what happed to all that? We are miserable than ever before," she spoke. 

"You are the problem; it's you who acted like a slut with that bastard Vinod. Remember how you use to say that you don't want any other man, you cannot be comfortable with anyone else, but given a chance you grabbed it with both hands and screwed him like there is no tomorrow," he raised his voice. 

"No, this is not the problem, actually you are pissed off that I also have feelings and I can also have fun," she also shouted.

"If I had said that Vinod was a lousy lover and I had somehow managed the night for you, you would have been very happy, your ego would be satisfied, I feel disgusted, you hypocrite!" she was furious. 

"And I feel like throwing up when I look at you, you slut."

Anita stared at him for few seconds, "This I did for you, asshole... Ok I have had enough, I am leaving." 

"Good riddance, don't ever come back," he turned his face away. 

Anita packed her bags along with Rahul's. He saw her packing but in a fit of anger he ignored her completely. She left the house and moved with her parents the same day. Her mother saw the face of her daughter and knew that it's serious. She tried to find out the matter but when Anita refused, she respected her decision and didn't probe further. 

Anita was heartbroken, after being together for so many years against all odds; he has destroyed everything on his own. She was feeling like stupid, she loved him so much that she even accepted another man and now he is calling her a slut. Within few days she made up her mind and sent him a divorce notice. 

Dilip felt miserable as soon as she left, but his pride stopped him from accepting it and making up with her. He realised his mistake and remembers how she has always opposed his idea of swapping. He wanted to call her, ask her to come back but days after days just went by and he expected that she will take the first step. Then one day while he was in office, he received the divorce notice. He could not believe it how could she do this, there must be some mistake. He immediately dialled her mobile wiping the sweat from his forehead. 

"What is this," he spoke as soon as the line connected. 

"What is what," Anita replied coolly, she knew he must have received the notice and was expecting the call. 

"This notice you have sent, you can't be serious," he sounded concerned. 

"Well I am serious, I want divorce and I hope that we could amicably settle this," she spoke.

"How easily you are saying this as if divorce is a child's game, are you mad, you come back home we can chalk this out."

"Yes there is few things to talk, to settle, but I am not coming home, what I suggest is that you hire a lawyer and talk with my lawyer, the contact details is written in the notice," she replied in a controlled manner. Dilip was furious; he could not believe that she has slapped him with divorce notice. The conversation didn't lead anywhere and ended in him arguing while Anita maintained her composure.

Dilip just stared the wall absentmindedly; he could not concentrate on anything. At home he felt even more lonely and pathetic. Next evening he decided to meet her so he went to her parent's house. He was apprehensive that her parents may not treat him well but his mother behaved normal and even suggested him that they should solve their differences. He met his son after a long time and realized how he missed him. Finally he was alone with Anita. 

"Please come with me, I am here to take you back home," he spoke. Anita remained quite. 

"Say something, why are you quite... it is enough now... we can sort it out," he tried to convince her but she stood silently letting him speak.

"Ok, now you have spoken then let me say something, I have lost faith in you, I no longer love you, so the best is that we should head our own ways and whatever you have to say you speak in the court, the case is listed for 10th of next month in the family court."

Dilip was crestfallen, he felt his body tremble. He was sure that once he meets her he will be able to cajole her and would be able to bring her back but looking to her cool and head strong demeanour he was shaken. For the first time he seriously felt that their marriage is breaking. He sat down dejected on the corner of the bed. 

"You are not even thinking about our son," he was on the verge of crying.

"I have thought about him and he is staying with me, you can meet him once in a week if you want," she spoke calmly, "or if you want the custody then you have to fight the case." Dilip felt tears flow down his cheeks; he can't imagine life without both of them. 

"Please... Anita... can't we try to work it out... you know I love you," he break down. However Anita just watched him in disgust. 

"Now please leave and don't come to my house ever again." He didn't move just sat there crying and looking at her pleadingly, "please give me a chance... I am sorry... I know I am a big idiot, can't you give me one chance." 

Neha sat close to him and put his hand on his shoulder, "you want a chance."

"Yes...yes," he saw a ray of hope and held her hands, "please... I love you... I will be a good husband and do as you say... always." 

"Ok.. I can think about it, but how would I know that after few days you will be back to your old self and again feel jealous about that night. I can't trust you."

"Please... I know that was my mistake, I insisted for everything."

"That I know but you don't know what you have done. I am sure once we are together you will again feel the same way and the things won't be the same between us, how can I be sure."

"I assure you... please I love you so much that nothing else matters."

"I have an idea, if you love me so much that nothing else matters then I have a proposition," she spoke. Dilip looked at her with anticipation. 

"I will have sex with some other guy and you watch, after that if you feel that you still love me, we can stay together," she said as a matter of fact. Dilip was shocked; he could not believe his ears. 

"Please, Anita, I am already repenting, please don't even think of such a thing," he wailed. 

"That is the only way I will be sure that you will be good to me or else if you don't want a slut wife, the case is already listed for 10th of next month," she announced her decision and left the room. She made sure to let him know in no uncertain terms that this is what she wanted, if he wants her back. Dilip dragged himself out of the house and wandered aimlessly not knowing what to do. His heart burns with anguish. He can't even think of Anita fucking someone else, how he can watch something like that. Next few days he tried to call Anita and persuade her but she did not relent. Then the court date arrived, he didn't attend and received the court notice saying that if he will not appear in the next hearing the case will be decided ex-party.

He called Anita, "if you are so adamant then do what you want to, I just want you back." He asked her about how and with whom.

"You leave that to me, your swingers website is still up and running and I have your password, I will just change the caption to 'couple looking for a man to have fun together," she giggled and Dilip felt his heart sank. 

Within couple of days she fixed everything and asked Dilip to come to a hotel. He arrived and met Anita in the lobby.

"He has the room number 712 booked, just remember you will sit there and watch, the whole thing and if you walk away," she paused and looked at him, "you will never see me again." Dilip meekly nodded. 

They knocked at the room 712 and a handsome young man opened the door. He was wearing a jeans and tight t-shit revelling his bulging muscles. They exchanged greetings and got themselves introduced. Dilip felt a pang in his heart looking at the young man; Anita sat close to him on the bed while he sat on the chair nearby. 

"What will you have," he asked.

"I will have nothing," she smiled, "will you have any drinks darling," she spoke to Dilip. He refused, just wanted the ordeal to end. He saw Anita put one hand on his leg.

"Please forgive me," he looked a bit uneasy, "this the first time for me, you guys must be doing it for some time."

"Ohh, first time with a girl," Anita smiled mischievously, rubbing his thighs. 

"No..no.. not first time with a girl but first time doing this kind of thing," he quickly corrected. 

"Good," she rubbed his stubble, "quite a bush you have grown. Don't be nervous my hubby here just likes to watch, he won't join." Dilip sighed and prepared himself to watch, "these are the result of my deeds and I have to repent for it," he repeated to himself and watched in horror as she sat on his thighs and put her arms around him. 

"I guess this is enough," Dilip heard the young man spoke. 

"Don't spoil it just few minutes more," Anita whispered. Dilip looked in confusion as he pushed her out of his lap. He saw Anita giggling and the young man smiling sheepishly. She walked towards him and put her arms around him. 

"What is this," he looked puzzled. 

"Do you think I will really do something like this," she spoke caressing his hairs. 




Mixed Doubles



It was a dull, wet, miserable sort of day and the two thirty-something couples sat in Bryan and Judy's lounge watching the rain trickle down the large picture window. On a good day the view was inspiring, but this was not a good day and boredom was setting in. They had been intending to play a game of mixed doubles on the company tennis court, but the weather had totally put paid to that. Now they just sat around making desultory conversation and feeling bored - until Ellen looked up in sudden remembrance and turned to Judy.

'Did you two get caught at it the other night?'

Judy stared at her fiend in total confusion until the light finally dawned and she laughed. 

'You mean at the firm's party?'

The chairman of the company they all worked for had thrown a party for the staff in his own home by way of a thank you for getting a big rush order out on time.

'Yes, of course at the party.' Ellen chided. 'We saw you both slipping away upstairs when you thought no one was looking, and we knew exactly what you were going for, didn't we Lee?' She looked at her husband for corroboration, but he just nodded and grinned salaciously.

'Well, booze and loud music always have that effect on us.' Judy confessed with a self-conscious smile. 

'And a little bit later we saw Hannah and Brent creeping off too.' Ellen was smiling at her friend's discomfort. 'So did they catch you at it?'

Judy hesitated and Bryan jumped in to save his wife's apparent discomfiture. 

'Not quite.' He told Ellen. 'But very nearly. If they'd come up a couple of minutes earlier they would have, but by the time they got there, all giggles and fumbles, we were just doing up our last buttons.' He chuckled. 'I think they were more embarrassed than we were. We left them to it, but I think we might have put them off, because they were back to the party pretty soon afterwards. But then, that's the risk you take doing it in someone else's spare bedroom.'

'What would you have done if they had caught you?' Lee asked him.

'Not a lot. I mean, what could we have done? If they'd already seen us the damage was done, and we would probably have been too horny to stop anyway. I think we'd have just ignored them and kept going.'

'Really?' Ellen exclaimed, her brown eyes widening in surprise. 'You reckon you could have carried on with them there?'

'Yes, why not? That was what we'd all gone upstairs for, wasn't it? Anyway, having an audience might be a turn on.'

'What about you, Judy,' Ellen turned to her friend. 'Could you have carried on with other people there?'

'I wouldn't have had much say in it, would I?' She replied with a mischievous grin. 'I couldn't have got up until Bryan got off, so if he'd kept going I'd have had to.'

'And you'd have enjoyed it.' Bryan told his wife.

'Maybe.' The reply was noncommittal, but the sparkle in her eyes belied the hesitation.

'Right.' Said Lee, reading Judy's face. 'So if we see you go sliding off to a bedroom at the next party, we'll follow you, all right?'

'Not if you're thinking of just watching.' Bryan told him, wondering even as he spoke if he was serious or not. 'I don't mind others knowing what a gorgeously sexy wife I've got, but we're not going to put a free show on for a pair of voyeurs.'

'But you'd be okay with us being there if we were doing it too?'

It was strange, Bryan thought to himself, how nobody had actually named the subject they were discussing, but everyone knew what they meant. It was time to be a little more explicit.

'Yes. To put it in a nutshell, if you want to see us having sex, then you have to let us watch you.'

'You're on.' Lee responded, turning to his wife. 'We aren't shy, are we?' 

There was just a second's hesitation while Ellen looked surprised, and then she smiled and shook her head. 'Not a bit.'

Bryan pictured two couples making love next to each other on a strange bed with party noises coming up the stairs to them, and his body began to respond to the thought, his cock hardening behind his zip. He didn't know why, but the idea of having such risky sex in the company of his friends was giving him quite a buzz, and he knew another party was coming up in a few weeks.

'So just to be clear, if you see us slide off for a quiet shag next time, you want us to let you join us and do the same thing?'

'Yes, we'll keep you company.' Lee told him, a growing bulge in the front of his jeans backing up his words.

'We'll hold you to that?' He had reservations, but he was beginning to like the idea more and more, although he wasn't sure yet if Judy would agree. But then suddenly she made it clear that she had her own, even more adventurous, ideas.

'Why wait?' Judy's voice caught him by surprise. 'The idea is starting to turn me on, and judging by the heavy breathing it's doing the same for everyone else. So why wait for a party? What's wrong with right here and right now?'

Her sudden suggestion was met with stunned silence. Even Bryan hadn't seen that one coming and he and their two friends all stared at Judy with their mouths hanging open.

'You don't mean it!' Ellen exclaimed finally, shock overcome by incredulity.

'Why not?' She challenged. 'If we're prepared to watch each other at a party when there's the risk of others walking in on us all, why not here, where we safe from interruption? Or are we all spouting hot air?'

'I think she means it.' Bryan looked at her in surprised admiration. 'She's got more nerve than you'd think.'

He knew his wife was adventurous in bed, he'd had plenty of evidence of that over the years, but he hadn't expected her to want to be quite so uninhibited. But, he admitted to himself, if he was turned on by the thought, why not Judy? But this was no sly quickie at a party that she was talking about, it was much more deliberate than that and he was far from certain he could go along with it. True, a part of him was hoping that the others might agree, but another part was equally scared that they just might. He wanted to, but could he?

'What about you Bryan?' Ellen's voice called him from his reverie, articulating the very question that he was asking himself.

He could hear an undercurrent of eager arousal in her voice, and a quick glance at Lee revealed that he too was bright eyed with excitement. He was surprised at Ellen, he'd thought that if anyone had qualms it would be her, but it didn't seem she had. Was he the only one with any doubts? He realised that if he agreed they'd all be making love together and that would be a step into the unknown as far as their friendships were concerned. Could they take it? Yes, he thought they could, and a growing erection was telling him that his body was willing. He looked at Judy, seeing her holding her breath as she awaited his answer.

'Yes, I'm up for it.' He announced finally, before adding a get-out clause. 'But only if we agree that if anyone becomes uncomfortable, we can stop anytime with no hard feelings?'

'That sounds fair.' Lee nodded. 'I'm in.'

'Yes, me too.' Ellen agreed. 'But I don't think we'll need to worry.'

'Judy?' He asked, looking for his wife's approval even though she'd been the one to make the suggestion in the first place.

'As far as I'm concerned I can't think of a better way of spending a wet afternoon.' She told him with a nervous smile. 'But how about you Bryan? Are you really okay? I mean really.' 

She looked at him with one raised eyebrow, reading him much better than he had realised and checking that there would be no repercussions. He smiled back at her, feeling much happier now that the decision had been made and accepted by all of them. It wasn't like cheating because they would keep to their own partners, but it could still have damage their friendships beyond repair, and maybe their marriages too, if anyone had felt coerced.

'Like I said.' He told her. 'I'm always glad of a chance to show off my good-looking wife.'

'Flatterer!' She looked around, eyes shining with sudden excitement. 'So let's do it, shall we?' 

There was a pause as they all sat looking at each other and adjusting to what they had just let themselves in for.

'All right, what do we do?' Ellen asked eventually, then realising how silly that must have sounded, she added. 'I mean, how do we want to start?'

Bryan wasn't too happy with the idea of them using his and Judy's bed, so he pre-empted that before it could be suggested. 'I'll nip upstairs and get a duvet, and then we can spread it out here.' His arm swept around to indicate the lounge in general.

'Okay.' Judy agreed, and then frowned. 'If we're going to do it here, should I draw the curtains?'

'I don't think anyone will be out there looking in on a day like this.' Lee chuckled, looking at the rain that was still sheeting across the window. 'And if they are, good luck to them.'

'Yes, leave them open.' Ellen's eyes shone. 'Just on the off chance that we might make someone's afternoon.'

'Sounds good to me.' Bryan made for the door to fetch the quilt, trying to control the mounting excitement that already had him breathing deeply. His doubts and reservations were already becoming things of the past.

When he returned he found that the others had already begun to disrobe, averted eyes and sideways looks telling him of their trepidation, as if acknowledging that the act of undressing was the point of no return. Bryan looked at Ellen as she shook her bra straps down her arms to let the garment fall in front of her, smiling quickly at the newly animated look on her face. He really was surprised at her, but he could tell that she was rapidly becoming more and more excited by the idea.

'How did this happen?' Lee asked abruptly as he folded his clothes into a tidy pile. 'How did a normal tennis match turn into this?'

'It started raining.' Bryan commented matter-of-factly as he rolled out the duvet and began popping buttons as he tried to catch up. 'Three cheers for English weather.'

'We don't have to do it if you don't want to.' Ellen told her apparently wavering husband.

'No. I do. I'm just amazed at how quickly we all agreed. It makes me wonder if we have quietly wanted to do something like this for ages and daren't say so. Anyway, I'm with Bryan on one thing, how often do I get the chance to show off my fantastically sexy wife?'

'Give over.' Ellen protested. 'Sexy, after two kids?'

Bryan had not seen Ellen without clothes before, and whatever she liked to say about herself, she was really very beautiful. She was just slightly shorter than Judy's five foot six, and had a slightly fuller figure, but then the slenderness of youth had given way to the softer curves of maturity in both of them. Her main assets though, were her boobs, full and high and still firm even after motherhood. Bryan knew that Judy would readily have swapped them for her own smaller ones. He found it difficult not to keep looking, for it seemed as if Ellen's breasts were determined to make themselves get noticed with their long nipples and dark areoles, colouring that complemented her naturally tanned skin and raven hair. He had to acknowledge that Lee was right and his wife looked gorgeous and very, very sexy. Her perfection only marred by the faint stretch marks left by her two sons. Judy had no such marks, but then she had no such sons either and he knew she would almost certainly have gladly traded.

Bryan shook himself, realising that he was ogling his best friend's wife, and pushed his shorts down his legs, trying not to look as Ellen did the same. But then he couldn't help staring again, for Ellen was shaved smooth, her pussy completely hairless and looking extremely enticing. Perhaps, he told himself, perhaps if she'd known this was going to happen Judy would have done the same. Her bush of mousey hair was not over exuberant, but he still felt unexpectedly drawn to Ellen's silky smooth pubes. He wrenched his eyes away and turned to look at Lee instead, feeling slightly jealous of him.

It was no better. Once again he felt jealous of his friend when he saw that Lee was the proud owner a very thick and hard, circumcised and mushroom-headed cock that sprang up and waved in front of him as he slid his shorts down and added them to his pile. He caught Judy staring too and grinned self-consciously, automatically glancing down to compare Lee's with his own longer but slimly pointed uncut weapon. He dragged his eyes away for a second time, wondering where to look and blushing just slightly as he fleetingly contemplated what it would be like to see Lee with Judy. He scolded himself, reminding himself that they had agreed to exhibitionism not wife swapping.

'C'mon.' Judy said, pulling Bryan from his thoughts, her voice husky from arousal. 'Let's do it.'

Wanting, in fact needing, to get on with things, Judy grabbed Ellen's hand and led her to the quilt, indicating a side for each so that the women could settle themselves alongside each other.

'Ready?' She asked as the two women lay side by side.

Ellen licked her lips nervously and then nodded, and they both spread their legs, exposing themselves to their audience. The men stared at their open pussies, eyes going from one to the other as if comparing them, while the women stared up simultaneously at the two erections standing before them and did exactly the same thing.

As Bryan gazed down at the two women, sprawling there with their legs open and their pussies on deliberate display, he couldn't help but speculate about what it would be like to fuck both of them. He knew Judy well, of course, every part of her beautiful body, every curve, every line; he was familiar with them all. But Ellen, now that was different. He had known her for years although he had never looked at her like this before, certainly never touched her, and he had no idea what would turn her on or off, but he couldn't help wondering what she would be like in bed. He'd love to know what Ellen's firm, full boobs felt like. Now there was a sexy thought.

God, but he felt randy. The whole scenario was turning him on big time, especially having his friends there and knowing they would soon see him fuck his wife. It would be the most erotic thing he had ever known. They were really going to do it, he was going to watch and be watched in a sort of shared fuck, side by side, all four of them naked and aroused. He wondered fleetingly if they would be able to keep to their own partners, or if they'd get so carried away their hands might stray. He shook his head and once again thrust that unwelcome thought away; the scenario was kinky enough without that. He forced his mind back to his own partner, troubled by his uncalled-for thoughts.

He knelt between his wife's wide open thighs and guided his cock towards her entrance, realising to his surprise that she was literally trembling with excitement and need. There was no foreplay, there was no need for foreplay; he simply lined himself up and thrust into her, right into Judy's wet and slippery pussy. Her arms came around him as he pushed himself to full depth and he heard her sigh into his ear with satisfaction. For a moment he was surprised at how turned on she was, but then it was only the same as him. He smiled and looked down at her, only to find her smiling up at him just as excitedly.

'All right?' He mouthed silently, eyebrows raised questioningly.

She nodded eagerly. 'Yes. You?'

He nodded back then closed his eyes and pushed into her suddenly as hard as he could, making her gasp. Beside them Ellen gasped too, and Bryan automatically glanced across to see Lee adjusting his position above his wife, obviously having just buried his cock deep inside her.

They fucked silently apart from the gasps of the women receiving their husband thrusts and the heavier breathing of the men as they pushed and plunged into their wives. Each of them was gazing at the others, their eyes moving from one to another in turn, not caring that they too were being seen but just taking extra pleasure and stimulation from the naked bodies around them. Bryan wished momentarily that he could actually see Ellen's pussy with Lee's cock pistoning in and out of it, but from their side by side position it was not possible and he had to content with looking at her face, comparing the signs of pleasure and exhilaration with those in Judy's animated expression. This was, he acknowledged, the horniest thing he had ever done. He could already feel the first signs of a climax building and he wondered who would come first. Then Ellen glanced up and caught his eye, smiling with pleasure as she was rocked by her husband's forceful movements. 

'I think I'm going to come soon.' She announced breathlessly to everyone.

'I won't be long either.' Judy commented with a giggle as Bryan's gaze swung back to his wife, her words gasped in time to his thrusts. 'This is so bloody hot.'

Ellen smiled sideways at her friend. 'Keep looking at me when I do come, I want you to watch me, and Bryan too.'

Judy smiled and nodded her promise. 

'Oh, don't you worry, I'll be watching.' Bryan reassured her, slamming an extra hard thrust into Judy as if to emphasise his answer. 'So long as you watch us.'

He looked down at his wife, catching and holding her gaze so that they stared and smiled at each other as they fucked, very conscious of the couple beside them but locked into their own world of pleasure. Suddenly he felt someone scrabbling urgently at his shoulder, and glanced around to see Ellen clutching at them, reminding them of their promises.

'I'm coming soon.' Her voice was breathless and urgent.

While Bryan still pounded himself into her Judy took hold of Ellen's hand, holding it tightly as she and Bryan both turned their faces to watch her coming, the thrill of her impending climax adding to their own pleasure and bringing their own orgasms just that little nearer. Somehow just seeing his wife holding Ellen's hand at such an intimate moment seemed to Bryan to make it as if they were all combined into one, each of them taking pleasure in the other's satisfaction.

Recognising his wife's need, Lee increased his tempo, driving into her harder and faster, making her gasp and thrust back at him. Ellen turned her head to look over at Judy and Bryan, an expression of high arousal on her face, half smile, half grimace.

'It's happening.' Ellen told them through clenched teeth when she saw them looking at her, then immediately closed her eyes and tensed her muscles as her climax struck. 

It seemed to Bryan that Judy was sharing Ellen's orgasm, because every time she gasped and jerked, her hand tightened on Judy's and she gasped in turn as it sent a wave of surrogate pleasure through her, topping up the wonderful sensations that their own lovemaking was producing. He loved the way Ellen reacted to her climax, her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her mouth open, her bottom raising from the quilt in response to Lee's thrusts to rub her thigh against Judy's, and, most sexily of all, the way her legs opened and closed around Lee's sides as if trying to trap him against her. The effect of being with his friends as they made love was bringing his own orgasm closer, and he could feel by Judy's movements that it was having the same effect on his wife. Very soon, he knew, they would both come as strongly as Ellen. It was getting so, so close.

'I'm coming.' He told anyone who wanted to listen, his movements starting to become erratic.

'And me.' Judy whispered urgently, her free hand clamping around his back.

They came at the same time, Judy's vagina contracting around Bryan's shaft as he pushed hard into it to spurt his cum deep inside her, the two of them groaning and grunting together in a kind of erotic counterpoint. All the time Judy held onto Ellen's hand, keeping them both aware of the other couple, until finally when they lay gasping together and could look towards their companions, they were just in time to see Lee, red faced and sweating, pushing hard into Ellen as he came too.




Mixed Doubles



'Wow!' 

Bryan didn't have the breath to say more. He rolled off of Judy and looked across his wife's body, her skin shining with a post coital sheen, to where Lee lay on top of Ellen, panting and gasping in the aftermath of his own climax.

'Christ, that was good.' Ellen finally released Judy's hand to sweep her hair back from her forehead, nudging Lee to roll reluctantly away to let her get her breath back.

'I want to do that again.' Judy declared, her chest still heaving. 'That was something.'

'Mmm, me too.' Ellen agreed. 'Just as soon as I get my breath back.'

Judy looked at her in surprise, originally thinking of on another occasion, but she was horny enough to enjoy an immediate repeat.

'You'll have to wait a minute or two.' Lee told his wife, propped on one arm and grinning at Bryan across the two women.

'Too right.' Bryan concurred. 'I'm knackered.'

'And I'm fucked.' Ellen giggled at her own pun. 'But I still want some more.'

'In a minute.' Lee told her. 'And it'll cost you a cuddle.'

'God, you drive a hard bargain.' Ellen held her arms open and Lee settled into her embrace, the pair kissing as deeply as their breathing would allow.

Bryan and Judy watched quietly for a few minutes as their friends kissed, until Lee's hand crept its way southwards, over Ellen's bare breasts and stomach and down between her legs. Ellen murmured eagerly and spread her legs, her thighs once more pressing against Judy's. Then they watched with bated breath, listening to the wet, liquid sounds of Lee fingering Ellen's cum filled pussy, before Judy looked at Bryan, her eyes bright with new arousal.

'Well?' She asked him huskily. 'What are you waiting for?'

'For you to open your legs.' He told her untruthfully, although in fact her knees had drifted closer together, mostly due to Ellen spreading hers. Ellen's wide open thighs now made it difficult for Judy to widen her own, so she hooked one leg over the top of Ellen's, linking the two women together side by side.

Bryan moved back towards Judy, lowering his mouth to hers and feeling her arms settle around his back before his hand cupped her breast, squeezing her flesh and hearing her mutter quietly in response. They were still a little short of breath, and so the kiss was sexy rather than passionate, with mouths coming together and then parting, tongues darting forward to dance with each other before licking quickly at the other's lips. But it had the right effect, making Bryan's cock twitch if not yet rise and making Judy moan softly with pleasure - especially when he pulled at her nipple and then released it, something that she always liked.

Soon she wanted more and she gripped his wrist, pulling his hand from her breast and pushing it downwards, letting his fingertips trail through her bush before placing his palm firmly over her pussy in an unambiguous suggestion. He growled softly, his fingers searching for and finding her clitoris, rubbing it gently as his eyes went over to Ellen and Lee who were playing just the same. Somehow playing so intimately with Judy with the other pair present seemed more daring than actually making love, perhaps because he knew Lee and Ellen could see his fingers moving on Judy just as he could see Lee's knuckles bobbing over Ellen's pussy.

'Can you see me?' 

For a moment he was confused, wondering why Judy thought he couldn't, but then he noticed that her head was turned to the side and it was Ellen to whom the question was directed. Ellen turned to look at Judy, her eyes darting to where Bryan was playing with her, before she looked into her friend's face, smiling happily.

'Oh, yes.' She nodded. 'I hope it feels as good as it looks.'

'It does.' Judy replied, wriggling sensuously under Bryan's touch. Again her hand went out to take hold of Ellen's, reforming the earlier strangely intimate bond between the two women. 'I like having you two doing this with us.' She told her.

'Me too.' Lee put in. 'Watching each other makes everything twice as hot.'

Bryan's fingers were now tracing the length of Judy's slit, stroking her from her clit down to just past her entrance, pausing there, teasing her by pretending to enter and then moving away.

'Bryan.' Judy scolded. 'You're driving me mad doing that.'

'What's he doing?' Ellen asked.

'Pretending to finger me.' She gasped as he slid past her vagina once more.

'Bryan.' Ellen told him. 'Don't be such a tease. Do it to her properly.'

Just as she said it her eyes flew wide open as Lee thrust two fingers into her, grinning as he took her instruction to apply to him too.

'Yes.' She gasped too. 'Just like that.'

Bryan shrugged theatrically, shuffling down a little to give himself more room, and then, without warning, he simply rammed two fingers deep into his wife's pussy. 'Like that, you mean?' He asked Ellen with a grin as Judy cried out in surprise.

'You bastard.' Judy told her husband as his fingers thrust in and out of her cum-slippery hole. 'Yes, like that, and now for fucks sake don't stop.'

He didn't, and neither did Lee. Neither man had any intention of stopping until they had made their respective partners come once more. Both women were still very wet and very slippery from earlier and soon their play seemed to develop into an informal, unspoken competition to see who could finger their partners the hardest and the quickest, the winner presumably being the one who made her come first. Soon the men were kneeling beside the women, reaching - and looking -between their legs to play with them even harder.

'Oh God!' Judy exclaimed, gripping tighter onto Ellen's hand and drawing her legs back to let Bryan play with her even harder, the fact that this displayed her pussy more openly only adding to her arousal. 'I'm loving this.'

'Me too. I never thought I'd have the nerve to do anything like it.' Ellen replied, the force of Lee's fingers pistoning into her making her voice quaver. 'But now I think I could do anything.'

'I'm going to come again soon.' Judy told her, ignoring her last remark as she spotted Lee's eyes on her pussy. 'And I love being watched when I come.' Her voice tightened as her orgasm caught up with her.

As soon as he realised Judy was starting to orgasm Bryan thrust his fingers into her pussy as hard and deep as they would go and held them there, twisting them around and back instead of in and out, making her call out with passion, her pelvis jerking and her back arching as she came. He just couldn't help a smile of success from spreading across his face as he let his fingers slide from her hole and sat back on his haunches to watch Lee and Ellen.

But then, even as Judy was collapsing onto the quilt, spent and trembling, it was Ellen's turn and she too groaned and shuddered, her body tensing as her orgasm erupted. Bryan could see her knuckles were white as she hung on to Judy's hand, the closeness of her friend helping her through her climax and magnifying her pleasure at the same time.

'God, that was bloody good!' Lee exclaimed, looking from one gasping woman to the other. 'It was fucking marvellous watching you two.'

'If you think that was good.' Ellen panted, grinning widely. 'You should have tried it from our side.'

Judy giggled. 'It didn't do you two much harm either, did it?' She asked, looking at their cocks, erect again even after having not long had sex.

'Now it's our turn to have a break before we do anything else.' Ellen said, nodding sagely.

'Oh, you haven't done yet then?' Lee teased his wife.

'Not yet.' She smiled. 'I need another good shag to finish me off.'

Bryan was seeing a whole new side of his friend's wife today. The rather demure woman he thought he knew had turned out to be much more uninhibited than he ever could have believed. She seemed even more natural about sex than Judy.

'I won't ask you.' He said to his wife. 'I'll guess that you're still horny.'

'And you'd be right, given a couple of minutes. So keep those cocks at the ready.'

'What, both for you?' Bryan teased her with a smile.'

'Don't be silly.' She giggled. 'It's quite simple, two girls, and two cocks. One each.'

There was a short silence while each of them idly stroked their partner's skin, thinking about how the afternoon was going.

'Can we change round this time?' Judy asked, out of the blue.

Bryan looked at her in utter amazement that she should suggest such a thing. It wasn't that he didn't fancy Ellen, far from it; it was just the everyday way she had asked the question.

'Yes, I'd love to.' Ellen answered. 'What about you Lee?'

'Yes, of course I would.' He replied.

'Are we talking about wife swapping?' Bryan asked, uncertainly. 

'Yes.' Ellen told him. 'That's what you meant isn't it, Judy?'

'Well, actually, no.' She sounded embarrassed. 'I just meant that we might go head to tail next time, so that we could see each other doing it properly.'

Bryan felt a sudden flash of shame. He had jumped to the same wrong conclusion that the others clearly had, and the thing that made him feel most guilty was the sudden surge of excitement the idea had provoked in him.

'Is there any reason why we can't do both?' Lee asked, obviously taken by the idea of seeing Bryan's cock go into Ellen. 'We could swap ends and swap partners.'

Now there was a real silence as the implications of that suggestion sank in. Bryan looked at his wife, wondering how she would react and surprised that she didn't look as fazed as he felt. Nor did Ellen, for that matter, both women apparently taking it pretty much in their stride, while Lee was positively beaming at the thought. He himself wanted to, doing it with Ellen would be fantastic, but he just didn't think he had the nerve.

'What do you think?' He asked his wife hesitantly.

'They're our closest friends.' Judy told him after a few moments thought. 'All it would do is make them closer still, so I'm willing.'

'I can see what you think Lee.' He grinned, looking pointedly at his steel hard erection. 'But what about you Ellen? Are you game?'

'Yes.' She answered. 'I'm game. I've always fancied you anyway.'

Bryan felt himself redden at her remark. 'Do we know what we're doing, if we do?' He asked, trying to make certain there were no qualms. 'Because things will never be the same again.'

'We all know that,' Ellen assured him.

'Oh shut up.' Judy suddenly burst out. 'You're like an old woman. Let's just do it. You can hardly say you don't want to.'

Once again he was surprised by his wife's daring, and then doubly surprised when he followed her eyes down to his cock, seeing a rock solid hard-on with a tiny bead of pre-cum already gathering in its eye. Judy was right, he could hardly deny how he felt. 

But then - if everybody wanted to, then why not? At that thought his guilt seemed to leave him in a rush. It would do no harm, and he'd be able to fulfil his long suppressed fantasy of fucking Ellen, something he'd always wanted to do, but never had the chance. Apart from that he'd be able to actually see what Judy looked like having sex. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to.

'Okay, let's do it.' He committed himself.

There was a short confusion while they sorted out who was going where and facing in what direction, but eventually, with a lot of giggling, they sorted themselves out and he found himself kneeling over Ellen and looking down into her very eager face.

'C'mon.' She whispered breathlessly. 'I want you.'

'And I want you.' He admitted, lowering himself onto her, one hand guiding his cock towards her entrance.

Just as he felt his tip enter the warm wetness of Ellen's pussy he heard Judy sigh, a sexy sigh of satisfaction, and he looked back around his shoulder just in time to see Lee's cock slide into her. Now, still watching over his shoulder to see his wife being fucked, he pushed himself into Ellen, his cock going straight into the depths of her pussy.

'My god, this is kinky.' He heard Ellen whisper into his ear as he thrust into her, his rhythm unconsciously matching that of Judy and Lee.

He glanced down to see her also intently watching the other couple.

'How often do you get the chance to watch your husband fucking another woman whilst her husband is doing you?' She asked, her breath coming in time to his thrusts.

'Not often.' He agreed hoarsely, his mouth dry from the pure excitement of it all. 'It's fucking hot though.'

Ellen gave a throaty growl of agreement and grabbed him around the neck, pulling him into a full on kiss as he fucked her, her tongue stabbing between his lips in imitation of his cock into her pussy. They kissed long and deep, Bryan's tongue joining hers so that the two danced and fenced together, exploring each other's mouths in their passion. 

Finally Bryan had to draw back, running short of breath, but as he did so he heard little noises of pure pleasure from his wife and looked around once more to watch her and Lee. She had drawn her legs back and wrapped them around Lee's back, giving her audience and even clearer view. Bryan could see that she was already close to coming, because her pussy lips were flexing around Lee's cock, pulling out and in as he fucked her, and he watched her anus begin to pulse, contracting rhythmically. He wondered if Judy and Lee were watching him in the same way. He knew he shouldn't, but he enjoyed seeing his wife being fucked, the voyeur in him being satisfied by seeing her body moving under another man, watching her muscles tightening as she got closer to her climax, and listening to her pleasure noises, louder now and more insistent. He concluded excitedly that Ellen was right - it was kinky, but so fucking sexy.

Then Judy came, her bottom bouncing under Lee, her arms around his back, clawing at him as her legs increased their grip, pulling him into her. He stared at her, fascinated, aroused beyond belief, his cock inside Ellen swelling and hardening even further. Still thrusting into Ellen, he watched over his shoulder until she finished, until she slumped shattered and quivering beneath Lee, passively accepting his cock now as he pounded into her, grinding on to his own climax. Bryan felt himself beaming with excitement at what he was seeing, turned on totally by it and at the same time keeping up his own rhythm, pounding into Ellen and feeling the first signs of a climax growing inside him. It seemed to him that Lee would not be long before he came too, and he wondered suddenly if they could come together, each of them emptying their balls into the others wife at the same moment. He hoped so, God, he hoped so. That would be the icing on the cake.

It wasn't quite to be. Nearly, but not quite. The first to come was Ellen, shuddering and twisting in the throes of orgasm, her heels beating a tattoo on his back, her nails raking at his back as she moaned through gritted teeth. It was the nails that did it for him, the fierce unexpected but very erotic pain of her scratching sent him over the edge, making him call out in part pain and part passion as his balls tightened and he gathered himself to empty them into his friend's wife's pussy.

He thrust forward, pushing himself into Ellen as deeply as he could, wriggling his hips in an attempt to penetrate further, and then, just as he felt the first spurt of his cream flood along his cock, he felt a hand close around his balls, cupping them firmly but gently. He knew instinctively what it was. It was Judy, wanting to share in his pleasure, wanting to feel him shoot his load into her friend. He didn't argue, he couldn't stop anyway, but the feel of his wife's hand touching him as he fucked Ellen added massively to his pleasure. Now he knew for sure that she wanted him to do it, that she wanted this exchange of partners and that it wasn't harming their relationship. All this flashed through his mind as he plunged harder into Ellen, his cock pulsing and spraying spurt after spurt into her. He groaned deep in his throat, an animal sound that matched his actions, each groan becoming more of a gasp until, eventually, he was done and he sprawled breathlessly on top of Ellen, who herself was panting and trembling from her own orgasm.

For a moment or two Bryan was in that post coital world of his own, aware only of his pleasures and the feel of Ellen's body, but then, as his senses cleared he could hear Lee, in the middle of his climax, grunting loudly as he pumped his cum into Judy. He didn't look around, he didn't have the energy, instead he just listened to another man fucking his wife, and looked knowingly into Ellen's eyes, seeing his own satisfaction mirrored there

There was no jealousy, all he felt was a strange happy satisfaction that Lee was getting the enjoyment that he knew his wife could deliver. And then her hand, still loosely cupping his scrotum, seemed to provide a link that bound them all together, four friends able to share the most intimate of moments and the most gratifying of pleasures. He knew, without speaking to anyone, that this would not be a one off, but that there would be more times when they would swap partners in this way - and he looked forward to them.