My husband Dan and I went out to dinner last month to celebrate my 30th birthday. After dinner we stopped at our favorite bar to dance for a little while. We’d been there a little over an hour when one of my husband’s best friends walked in out of the blue. We hadn’t seen Russ since shortly after we were married, five years before.
At that time we had gone over to his house for a little going-away party, planning to stay at his place overnight, as we knew we would be drinking. Dan got pretty drunk and went to bed before midnight. I joined him an hour later, having spent the intervening time in Russ’s bed, experiencing a hurried but very intense fuck.
I had fantasized about being with Russ for months after one of my best friends, who had had a hot and very intense love affair with him, told me what an incredible fuck he was. So I was putty in his hands when he put the make on me after my husband went to bed. It was the first time I had cheated on Dan—but hardly the last.
Just before I graduated from college, my boyfriend Hal told me he had agreed to house-sit for a weekend for his uncle Kevin, who was going to the beach with his girlfriend for a few days. He asked me to go with him and I agreed, happy that the two of us would have some time alone.
On Friday night Hal and I went out to a movie, then had a late dinner and went back to his uncle’s place. There we settled down on and began to make out. Pretty soon Hal started undoing my blouse, one button at a time, and kissing his way slowly from my mouth down to my breasts. He worked his way down to my stomach, caressing my breasts with one hand while sliding my jeans down with the other. By that time I was so excited I was almost shaking.
My husband Cal has a friend who owns a farm in a lovely area upstate, and when he invited us up there for a few days, I was glad of the chance for a nice change of pace. I had visions of long walks in fields of barley and fucking my wonderful husband in the haystacks.
It didn’t all turn out that way, however. The day after we arrived Cal got a call telling him that his mother was sick, and he had to go back home. He told me to stay, however, saying he would be back when the crisis was over. It was nice of him, but it didn’t take long for me to start feeling lonely without him.
But that was before I met Henry and Ron.
My girlfriend Nina likes to show off what the good lord blessed her with, and she often dresses in a way that makes all the guys she passes stare at her, and sometimes stop what they’re doing and follow her just to get a closer look. Once we went to the beach and she walked down the boardwalk in a pair of pink shorts that exposed about half of her ass cheeks, and a red bikini top that barely covered her breasts. By the time we got to the beach at least 10 guys were following us. She did that just to show me that she could.
Nina has an outstanding smile and dark green bedroom eyes. Her long shiny black hair is beautiful, and her breasts are big, firm and luscious. I love how her nipples stand up so proudly when she’s excited. Every time she enters a wet T-shirt contest, she wins.
She loves it when I tease her nipples into erection and they get like hard little erasers. I start nibbling on them, sucking and licking, rolling them between my teeth, and when she begins moaning and whimpering I move down to her wet, eager pussy. It looks so sweet it reminds me of a peach, small and round, with just a little fuzz on it, and a crack running down the middle. She loves the way I bring her to climax when I munch on that sweet juicy cunt.
Myrna, my 25-year-old blonde green-eyed wife, loves posing for pictures. We have thousands of photos of her by now, in many poses, both alone and with others. We do a lot of outdoor as well as indoor shots, and I like to snap her in unusual places whenever possible.
I also get off on watching her have sex with other men, and we have many photos of that too.
Recently we spent an afternoon picnicking in the woods, and since I always have a camera with me, we decided take some impromptu shots.
When I was in college I had a girlfriend named Kathleen. Since it was a local college for both of us, we each lived with our parents, which meant that the opportunities to have sex were few and far between. What we did have was pretty much limited to my car, or hasty sessions in one of our homes when no one else was there.
It was all kind of frustrating, so when we got an invitation to stay with my uncle Arthur for a weekend at the bar he owned in Maryland, we jumped at the chance, knowing we’d have a fair amount of time for sex.
I was 22 and Kathleen was 21, and she had the loveliest long brown hair and green eyes I’d ever seen. This, combined with a luscious round ass and nice firm breasts, made her the total sexy package.
When we arrived at my uncle’s, his wife Gertrude showed us to separate rooms. But I wasn’t worried, knowing I could easily slip into Kathleen’s room at any time, or vice versa.
Gertrude was Arthur’s third wife, and seemed a bit prudish, but Arthur had always been open and fun. He was in his mid-50s, but still trim and energetic, and he had always been my favorite uncle.
Our first evening went fast, and I don’t remember much of it, since we began drinking at the bar after dinner, and I got totally drunk and passed out. The next morning Kathleen was pretty mad, saying she had wanted some cock the night before and I had totally let her down. I promised her I wouldn’t let it happen again, and she said, “Damn right it won’t!” I was going to try to calm her down with sex right there, but just then Gertrude called us down to breakfast.
Since it was a rainy day and we were bored, Kathleen offered to help Arthur redecorate a room he was fixing up to be rented out. I was going to help too, but Gertrude said she needed some help as well, and she put me to work scrubbing floors. I was not very happy about that, especially as I didn’t get to rejoin Kathleen for another hour and a half.
Gertrude finally released me, and I quickly went up to the room where Kathleen and Arthur were working. As I got close to it I heard Kathleen say, “Oh stop that, Arthur, you’ll get me excited.” I froze in my tracks when she added, “I shouldn’t even be thinking about fooling around with a man your age.”
With my heart in my throat, I crept down the hall and peeked in through the half-open door. Kathleen was lying on the bed, with Arthur’s hand between her thighs. I saw her jeans lying on the floor beside the bed. Her eyes were closed, and Arthur was stroking her pubes, which poked out of the crotch of her tiny bikini panties.
As I stood mesmerized his hand slid under the panties, and he must have slipped a finger in her, because she suddenly stiffened and moaned, “Oh yes, that’s nice.” With his other hand, Arthur now squeezed one of her breasts, and I watched as he massaged her two most sensitive areas until she gasped loudly and arched her back in climax.
I was half in shock, but I could still think clearly enough to realize that Kathleen would now be in need of a good fucking, I crept back downstairs and then came back up with a lot of noise, whistling loudly. I took my time getting there, and when I entered the room they were sitting on the bed, talking. I could see that Kathleen’s cheeks were flushed, but I pretended not to notice.
After a few minutes it became clear that Arthur wasn’t about to leave, and neither was she, so I came up with another idea. I told them I was going downstairs to help Gertrude in the bar, since some customers had started to come in. Arthur told me to take my time, smiling at Kathleen like a wolf ready to pounce on a lamb.
I made a some noise going down the stairs, but then tiptoed back again. This time, outside the room, I heard Arthur say, “Come on, lift your ass up so I can take them off.”
“What if we get caught?” I heard Kathleen moan.
He didn’t answer, but after a moment I heard movement. Unable to control my curiosity, I peered inside, and now saw that Kathleen had turned over so that she was kneeling on the bed, and Arthur was behind her, pushing down his pants. Holding the crotch of her panties to one side, he began to rub the tip of his prick along the length of her slit.
“Oh God, please hurry before Harry comes back,” she pleaded, and with that he shoved his cock into her with one forceful motion. She buried her face in the mattress and wailed out loud as he fucked her. I could see why she wanted to scream his cock was much bigger than mine, and I had always found her cunt to be a little tight for me. But she seemed to love what he was doing to her.
Arthur placed his hands on Kathleen’s smooth round ass as he banged away at her, his thick cock pulling her vaginal lips back and forth with each in-and-out stroke. Kathleen was trembling, moaning and squirming, more turned on than I’d ever seen her before. I looked at Arthur then, and was shocked as hell to see him looking right at me. I didn’t know what to do or say, until he winked and made a movement with his head, gesturing me over.
I knew I should be mad, but my horniness got the better of me. I shut and locked the door behind me, then released my cock as I went and stood beside Kathleen, who was still unaware of my presence. Arthur had me stand next to him while he said to Kathleen, “Now don’t move, I’m going to get in front of you for a while, okay?” She nodded, and he moved around and gave her his prick to suck, which she eagerly did.
Meanwhile I was presented with the fantastic sight of her glistening, wide open cunt. I quickly got into position behind her and drove my stiff prick into that hole. Kathleen jumped and quickly looked around to see who it was inside her. For a minute I was afraid she would scream or something, but when she saw it was me she just smiled and went back to sucking Arthur’s cock.
I then proceeded to fuck her relentlessly, as though I wanted to teach her a lesson, as the sound of her blowjob filled the room. As I did this I wet my thumb with saliva and worked it into her ass. She jumped again, then bucked and trembled like mad. By then Arthur was really fucking her mouth, and before she finished quivering he let out a loud groan and held onto her head as he shot deep into her gulping throat.
I knew that Kathleen had never liked the taste of come, but now she seemed to have no difficulty swallowing it all down. When he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth she gave a contented moan and swallowed again, as though to be sure to take in every single remaining drop.
“You filthy old bastard,” Kathleen said to Arthur. But her eyes were shining, and I could see that she had loved every minute of it. For whatever reason, hearing that really turned me on, and I felt my own sperm shooting into her. It felt as if I emptied at least a gallon into her little cunt. When I pulled out she rolled over on to her back, panting, legs spread, my come dribbling out of her swollen pussy.
I know for a fact that Arthur fucked Kathleen at least four more times over the next two days, and two of those times I joined in. During the nights she joined me in my room, and we had some private fun of our own. Fortunately, Gertrude never caught on to any of this.
A few months later Kathleen and I parted ways, but I will never forget our little vacation at Arthur and Gertrude’s, and I don’t think she will either.—H.P., Jackson, Mississippi
I’m a newly married 23-year-old male, and I work as a traveling computer designer. Last summer I had to spend a week in New Orleans while working on a business project.
While sunbathing by the pool at my hotel one day, I made the acquaintance of a married couple named Walter and Louise, who were there on vacation. Louise was 46 years old, with three grown children, but she was still a very attractive woman. She was wearing a very skimpy blue bikini, which barely covered her large tits and big gorgeous ass.
When Walter found out that I was there alone, he invited me to join them for a drink on their balcony before dinner that evening, and I readily accepted.
That night we had a few drinks, and at one point Louise went off to take a shower. When she finished it was Walter’s turn. Louise had not come back yet, and I was alone on the balcony for a minute or two, until I heard her calling for me from inside. I went in and found her lying face down on the bed with a towel wrapped around her. She then asked me if I’d mind rubbing some skin lotion on her back, since she was a bit sore.
Naturally I said yes, and she wiggled the towel down a bit, until it was barely covering her plump round ass.
I rubbed some cream into her soft skin, and she seemed to relax more and more as I did so. Then suddenly, to my surprise, she rolled over and asked me to do her front.
She made no attempt to cover her very large tits or her vaginal mound as I started to rub the ointment over her neck and stomach. I felt my prick begin to stir, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her big tits or the dark mass of her pubic hair.
After a while Louise sat up and said, “You are so sweet. Now let me do the same for you.” We changed positions, and she began rubbing cream into my chest, working her way lower until she slid one hand down into my shorts. She boldly grabbed my rock-hard cock and stroked me up and down. I couldn’t do anything but lie there and enjoy it.
After a moment she eased the waistband of my shorts over my hips and pulled them down till my erection sprang free. With her eyes fixed on mine, she bent over and kissed the tip tenderly.
Just then I looked up and saw Walter standing in the doorway. I scrambled to my feet and pulled up my shorts, but he quickly told me to calm down and relax, adding that it was okay with him if I wanted to have fun with Louise.
Slowly and cautiously I sat back down on the edge of the bed, and Louise stood in front of me. She leaned forward, pulled down my shorts and took me back in her mouth. She then gave me the most amazing blowjob I’d ever had.
Walter now took advantage of his wife’s position, getting behind her. When Louise’s head lunged deeper over my straining pole, I realized that Walter had shoved his cock into her cunt, and as he continued to ram into her, his thrusts controlled the pace of her blowjob. Soon we both came, and Louise swallowed every drop of my jism as I shot it down her throat.
When Walter had withdrawn form her, Louise told me to lie down on the bed. As I did so she lay beside me, taking a large amount of lotion in her hands as she began stroking my cock. Soon she had me fully erect again. She then lay back and spread her legs wide apart, revealing her puffy cunt, her husband’s sperm still trickling out of it. I took in the sight briefly, then rolled over and got on top of her, sliding easily into her warm sloppy pussy.
When I was all the way inside her I began to fuck her hard, and she moaned with each thrust. Her breathing quickened, and I knew her climax was coming. I pumped harder and harder until she came with a scream. As her cunt muscles contracted and tightened I let loose inside her, sending my own sperm into her womb to mix with her husband’s.
I’ve fucked quite a few women in my life, but none have ever compared to Louise—not even my wife. She was so horny that she let me fuck her every day I was there. Most of the time Walter was with us, but sometimes he was not. Either way, Louise took everything we could give her and still wanted more.
Now I’m wondering whether my new young wife would be willing to play the same kind of games with other men as Louise did with me. I’ll have to get up the nerve to ask her one of these days.—S.N., Cairo, Illinois
I got up at three in the morning to pack a lunch and some snacks for my husband Aaron to take on a fishing charter that I had booked for him as a birthday present. Aaron had invited his fishing buddies, Nicky, Howard and Zachary, to go with him, and knowing they would consume plenty of beer, I had insisted they stay on the boat overnight and drive home the next morning.
When I had packed everything up I went upstairs to wake the birthday boy. He was sleeping on his back, which was just how I wanted him. I dropped my robe and snuggled up next to him, pressing my firm breasts and soft curly mound against his body as I slid my hand up his leg to cup his hard-working balls. Those beautiful testicles had been supplying my pussy with daily doses of cream for 13 years, including 11 years of marriage.
My favorite appendage responded very quickly, its eager head coming out of its fleshy nightshirt to greet me. The sturdy shaft was quickly becoming hard as I slid down, taking about half of it into my hot mouth, which was quickly filled with the mixed tastes of vaginal secretions and semen from our lovemaking the previous night.
This wasn’t a special birthday blowjob, since I love sucking his cock and do it nearly every day. I always let him decide where he wants to unload his come I am just as happy to drink it as to have him paint my pussy walls with it.
He was stone-hard when he tugged on my shoulders, indicating that he wanted a piece of ass that morning. I rolled over on my back, raising and spreading my legs, and he drove his thick seven-inch spike straight into the core of my ripe and ready cunt as his body settled into the cradle of my thighs. His hands cupped the cheeks of my ass as he began thrusting slowly and gently in and out, dragging his shaft repeatedly over my now swollen clit, until we both exploded, the fruit of his love flowing freely into my spasming pussy, mixing with my juices once again.
He held me lovingly as we savored the aftermath, whispering sweet nothings to each other. He kissed me then, and breathed into my ear, “We still have a little time before the guys come. Are you in the mood for a little more fucking?”
“Any time, any place, my love, you know that,” I said as I opened my legs to receive him again. This time it was totally different from our first fuck. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and pushed my knees up near my ears as he sent one powerful thrust after another into the deepest reaches of my womanhood until his hot come again flooded my quivering box.
I put on cotton bikinis and a short terrycloth robe to go down and greet his buddies as they arrived. The first to show was Howard, one of Aaron’s oldest friends, who had flirted with me and tried unsuccessfully to get into my pants since the day I met him. He kissed my cheek, telling me I looked ravishing as he tried to hug me. I avoided him and told him to sit down as I poured him coffee. Then Nicky and Zachary arrived, and by that time Aaron had come down and they were soon ready to leave.
Aaron kissed and thanked me, and I wished him a happy birthday and told them all to have a good time. Zachary stopped to make one last pit stop before joining the others. I was standing at the sink when he came back and snuck up behind me, kissing my neck while placing both his hands on my ass. I twisted away and scolded him, telling him he was trespassing on very private property. But it didn’t bother me all that much, since I got hit on by Aaron’s friends all the time. And if they hadn’t been his friends, my response would have been much different.
Now, with a day and a night to myself, I decided to throw a few things in a bag and go for a ride someplace, just to get out of the house. I pointed my car north, and was soon enjoying a beautiful spring day in the country.
When I stopped in a tiny town for gas, I decided to have a cold one in the tavern across the street. The lady tending bar was sweet and friendly, and she told me about a small town a few miles away where a spring festival was being held. I decided to check it out. On my arrival I found it a charming little place, and thought I might as well get a room and enjoy the day there.
Because of the festival, I guess, the only rooms in town were at a rustic-looking lodge that turned out to be just beautiful inside. The clerk said I was in luck, as they only had one cabin left.
I had something to eat and took a short nap, then decided to check out the festival. It was interesting to me to see how simply and quietly the people in this small community lived, so different from the big city. I stopped in at a beer garden, where I got into a conversation with two good-looking young men named Wilbur and Greg, who were traveling through the country after having graduated from college. The three of us hit it off, and we spent most of the afternoon bar hopping and getting pretty tuned up by the time the street dancing started. This was part of the festival, and I danced with both guys and had a real good time, while watching the crowd and continuing to put the beer away.
But it was a small town after all, and around 10 o’clock the dancing stopped and everyone just seemed to vanish. I found myself alone with Greg and Wilbur, sitting on a bench between them under a big oak tree.
I’d seen them eyeing my wedding ring, but they hadn’t said anything about it. Now Wilbur asked where my husband was. When I told them what I had given him for his birthday, and that I was on my own, Greg asked if I was the adventurous type. I told them I could be, and suggested they walk with me back to the lodge where I was staying.
When we got to my cabin I unlocked my door, then turned to ask them if they had ever been in a threesome before. It was dark, but there was enough light from the moon for me to see the surprised expressions on their faces. Finally they admitted that they hadn’t.
“Well, I have once,” I said, not wanting to shock them by telling them it had actually been a lot more than once. “I found it very exciting, and so did the men I was with. I’ve been married a long time, and I’m not happy sleeping alone. Frankly, I am so horny that I want you both to fuck me all night long. What do you say, do you boys want to get a little married pussy?”
In spite of their astonishment, they accepted eagerly. But once we were inside they were shy and awkward, and probably a little embarrassed. I handed them some beers from my cooler and told them to get comfortable, as I needed a few minutes in the bathroom. There I stripped off my clothes, took a quick wash and put on some clean underwear. Then I went out and rejoined my guests, wearing only brief panties and a bra.
They obviously hadn’t expected this, and neither of them could tear their eyes away from me. I’ve always taken care of myself and am quite proud of my body. I stand only five foot two, but I’m all women, weighing 106 pounds and measuring 34C-23-32, with bright red hair and blue eyes. I have nice features and a great smile, and usually manage to turn heads wherever I go.
I now told the guys they were overdressed, and suggested they too strip to their underwear to make us even. Wilbur seemed to be the more aggressive one, and was out of his shirt and pants before Greg got his shirt off. Wilbur’s shorts were tented by an obvious hard-on that was peeking over the waistband. Greg revealed what looked like a nearly identical hunk of meat in his shorts.
I turned off all the lights in the room except for one dim lamp by the side of the bed. I then faced them as I unhooked my bra and tossed it on a chair. As they ogled me I slid my panties down and kicked them away. Both guys stared at the wedge of red hair pointing toward my pussy, until I once again told them they were overdressed.
I lay down in the middle of the bed, and was quickly joined by two eager and now naked young men, pressing their hard cocks against my thighs as their hands sought out my breasts. I could feel a trickle of my cunt juice already forming a wet spot under my ass.
Each of them began to suckle a nipple as their fingers traced a trail down across my tummy to entwine in my curly bush. I parted my legs, allowing them access to my pleasure center. They teased the lips of my slippery snatch with the tips of their fingers for the longest time. I felt as though I would simply die if I didn’t get fucked pretty damn soon. “Somebody fuck me,” I whimpered softly. “Please, somebody fuck me. I need some cock before I go insane. Fuck me!”
Wilbur was on me in a heartbeat, poking his cock around my crotch until he found my entrance, then sinking balls deep with one stroke. He immediately began humping wildly in and out of my snatch, lasting about a minute before coming profusely, then collapsed, with his twitching cock still up to his nuts in my pussy.
I prodded him gently, murmuring, “Hey, be a gentleman and give your buddy a chance to get some.” With that Wilbur rolled to my left and Greg eagerly replaced him, banging my box like a drum until he too filled it with his spurting sperm. Moments later Wilbur was back in the saddle for a replay, and having vented his initial lust, he was now able to bring me to a lovely orgasm before seeding my pink garden again.
They each fucked me three times within an hour, after which we all took a break to rest up a little. We sat against the headboard of the bed and talked for a while before taking turns in the bathroom. Wilbur went last, and by the time he came back Greg had settled in for a long leisurely piece of ass. When he finished Wilbur hosed me for another half hour or so, until he and I came together before we all fell asleep.
I remember waking several times during the night as someone mounted me and blew another load up my pussy. Most of the time I was unsure of who was fucking me, and I didn’t care.
The next morning I sucked them both, but I didn’t allow them to come. As I blew one of them, the other one ate my pussy, until I absolutely had to have some more hard cock churning away in my steaming snatch.
I was one well-fucked lady when I drove home, arriving just shortly before the birthday boy. He told me he’d had a great time, but that right then he wanted a little birthday cake meaning me , as he’d been horny all the time he’d been away.
He hustled me up to our bedroom, where he quickly stripped me to my panties, then proceeded to undress himself while I stretched out on the bed. His cock was standing up proudly to greet me, with drops of precome oozing from its long slit.
He reached for my panties then, saying, “Let’s get rid of these so I can eat your sweet pussy.” I raised my hips, telling him to proceed with caution, because his birthday cake had been well frosted earlier. I hadn’t showered after my morning romp with the boys, so there was semen from numerous loads trickling from my snatch.
Aaron grinned and shook his head. “My God, you’re a mess down there!” he exclaimed. “You’ve obviously been a very naughty wife, and need to be punished. I’m going to fuck your pussy until you’ve confessed everything you’ve been doing while I was away.”
It took me nearly an hour to relate all the nasty details about my time with Wilbur and Greg, and true to his word, Aaron banged my box until I’d told him every last thing. I love how he punishes me when I cheat on him, and that is why there are no secrets in our very happy marriage!—F.D., Sacramento, California,/I>
I am a happily married 38-year-old woman, and this is what happened to me at a New Year’s Eve party last year.
There were about 30 people there, and everyone had a great time, including my husband and me. By midnight we were all hammered, and the drinks were still flowing abundantly.
A little after midnight, after we had all counted down to the New Year and kissed each other, I felt the urge to use the bathroom. As I opened the unlocked door I saw my coworker, Liz, on her knees, sucking the cock of her sister’s boyfriend, Rick. He was sitting on the toilet while she sucked him. I was flustered and began to apologize, but explained that I had to use the bathroom really bad.
Rick and Liz didn’t seem too disturbed they nonchalantly got up and moved over to the bathtub. Rick sat on the edge of it, and Liz went down on him again. Since I was so drunk and had to pee so urgently, I just pulled my panties down and did it.
When I finished and was pulling up my panties, Liz suddenly let go of Rick’s cock and came over to me, slipping her hand between my legs. Her fingers rubbed my pussy, bringing me a new kind of excitement. I was surprised, but I sat down on the toilet with my legs spread, enjoying the sensation Liz was giving me. There I sat, my panties hanging off one ankle, with my coworker rubbing my pussy in front of a guy I didn’t really know very well, while my husband celebrated New Year’s downstairs. It was all so wicked!
I couldn’t help myself after a minute I came, and came hard. When I opened my eyes I saw Rick standing there, jerking on his cock as he watched us. He then moved closer, pulled me off the toilet and sat himself on it, his prick standing straight up. Liz scooted out of the way as Rick pulled me to him, then spun me to face Liz before pulling me down onto his lap. I felt his hand guide his prick to my entrance. Then he began to penetrate me, slowly filing my pussy with hard cock. I knew I shouldn’t have let him, but I was far too gone to stop him now.
As he bounced me up and down, I saw Liz lift her skirt and rub herself while she watched me being fucked. I came again as Rick bounced me still faster. I didn’t even consider the fact that he wasn’t wearing a condom, and I wasn’t on the Pill. At that point I was enjoying it too much to care.
Then I felt him throb and twitch inside me, and felt the warm rush as he shot his come up my pussy, and I came yet again, moaning uncontrollably.
I was shaking like a leaf as I got off him and pulled up my panties. As I left, I looked back to see Liz sucking him again. I felt Rick’s come trickling out of me the rest of the night, before my husband and I left at three in the morning.
As it happened, I did get pregnant but luckily my daughter has brown hair and green eyes, like me, so my husband doesn’t suspect a thing. I’ll just have to be more careful from now on.—Name and address withheld
For a long time I tried to talk my wife Peg into spicing up our marriage through swinging or threesomes or whatever, but her answer was always no.
One Friday night about six months ago, I came home from work to be told by my wife that our friends Annie and Ed were coming over to play cards after dinner, as they often did. The four of us had a friendly evening playing cards, drinking and chatting.
At one point, when Peg went to the kitchen for more drinks, I followed her in there. I was feeling a bit horny, and I began to kiss her and feel her tits through her sweater. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I tugged the sweater up and sucked on a hard nipple. “If you don’t stop,” she said in a husky voice, “I’m going to have to take you upstairs and fuck you.”
“Why go upstairs?” I replied. “Let’s go into the living room, and maybe Ed and Annie will join in.”
” You’d like that wouldn’t you?” she asked, and I nodded.
After a moment of hesitation, Peg said, “No, I’m not interested. After they leave I’ll fuck you and suck you, but not now.”
True to her word, after our friends left, my wife took care of me very well, and I figured I would have to settle for that.
Shortly after that, as it got close to the holidays, we hired a baby sitter for our son. Jenny was a pretty girl of 18, the daughter of a coworker of Peg’s. She was blonde, about five feet five inches tall and 110 pounds, and had very large breasts for a girl her age.
One night Peg informed me that she had invited Jenny to come over for dinner. I noticed that Peg seemed to be in especially good spirits. She suggested we have a drink before Jenny showed up, and then she said she was going upstairs to change clothes.
When she came back down she was wearing a knit sweater and a rather tight skirt. I could tell that she was again not wearing a bra, and her still firm breasts looked quite enticing as the sweater stretched over them.
Jenny showed up on time, and we had an excellent meal, along with several glasses of wine. Afterwards we went into the living room. I sat on a recliner and Jenny sat on a loveseat, watching TV, while Peg popped in and out, refilling our wine glasses and bringing in snacks. Jenny was wearing a short skirt and a pullover top, and she looked very sexy.
At one point, as Peg bent over to refill Jenny’s glass, she seemed to sway a little. “Whoo, I’m dizzy,” she said. “I must have had too much to drink.”
“Yeah, me too,” Jenny replied, smiling at her. Then I noticed that Jenny was sitting with her legs apart, and Peg was sort of looking under her skirt. I didn’t say anything, but when Peg came to fill my glass, I reached out to feel one of her tits through her sweater. She gave a little moan. I took that as a green light, and reached under her sweater to cup her bare tits. She kissed me then, and when she drew away I took one of her tits out and sucked it. As I did, Peg put a hand on my cock and squeezed me. I let her do it briefly, then raised my head and told her that if she didn’t stop I would come.
Peg laughed, then tucked her tit back in her sweater and went to sit on the sofa across from Jenny, who had been watching all this with a little smile. I had to go to the bathroom, and when I came back Peg asked me to get her another drink. When I brought it to her she started to rub my cock again, so I sat beside her and looked at Jenny. Now I saw what Peg saw.
Jenny’s legs were still open, and she wasn’t wearing panties. Her blonde pussy was visible under her skirt. When she saw me looking, she parted her legs still wider.
At that I lifted Peg’s sweater and sucked on her tits again. She kept feeling my cock, then got on her knees and unzipped my pants. She got my cock out and started sucking it, a little at a time.
As Jenny watched this she put her hands between her legs and began rubbing herself. I motioned for her to come over, and she did. She stood close to us while I reached up under her top and pushed her bra up, then played with her tits while Peg sucked me. Peg’s eyes were closed, but when she heard Jenny moan she opened them and saw what I was doing.
I then boldly took one of Peg’s hands and slid it under Jenny’s skirt, guiding it to her pussy. When I let go of her hand she kept it there, inserting a finger into Jenny’s cunt. I started sucking Jenny’s big tits while reaching for the button of her skirt. As I opened it, Peg removed her hand long enough for the skirt to drop to the floor. At that point I gently pulled my wife’s head off my cock and guided it to Jenny’s cunt as the blonde girl spread her legs.
Peg got the message. She began licking Jenny industriously, making her moan. I think it turned Peg on to know I was watching. She made a big show of it, letting me see her tongue going up and down over Jenny’s pretty slit, and in and out of her hole.
I slowly pumped my cock as I watched, being careful not to make myself come too soon. Surprisingly, I managed to hold off until Peg made Jenny climax. Moans and ecstatic screams filled the room, and then Jenny just sort of collapsed and fell right into my arms.
There was no stopping me now. With my throbbing cock at full staff, and in plain sight of my excited wife, I pulled young Jenny on top of me, with a leg on either side. She was as eager as I was, and she cried out with passion as I pulled her down onto my cock. My wife watched as Jenny sank down over me, her cute mouth hanging wide open, and her eyes almost as wide, until she was completely impaled on my shaft. I gripped her gorgeous ass and began lifting her up and down as Peg reached up to caress her tits and play with her pussy as my cock split it wide.
Jenny was moaning loudly as she rode up and down my cock. It felt so damned incredible that I knew I couldn’t last. Then suddenly Jenny’s pussy contracted, and she let out a scream as she climaxed. This triggered my own orgasm, and I shot my load deep inside her young cunt.
When we had both recovered a bit, Jenny climbed off me with my come dripping out of her. My wife then laid her down on the couch and began eating my jism from her pussy. It was very intense, and I soon got hard again as I watched. So I got behind Peg and entered her doggie-style as she continued to eat the blonde girl. In spite of having just come inside Jenny, I was so turned on that I shot into my wife within two minutes.
Jenny wound up spending the night, and I got to fuck her a few more times, including her incredibly tight virgin ass. When I wasn’t fucking her I was still happy as hell, watching her and my wife eat each other out.
That was the start of my wife becoming a swinger. But it wasn’t the end—thank God!—R.N., Butte, Montana
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