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A couple's Introduction and first experience in Swinging - (group, anal, oral, toys and more!)

12/13/2005

The cool air washed over my body as I stepped out of the shower.
When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I noticed that the
cooler air had caused my nipples to harden. I ran my fingers
over my nipples and felt a quick jolt of pleasure flow through
my body. Was it the cool air, or the excitement I had felt
all day, or for that matter all week! Tonight was to my husband
Bill's and my first visit to a an off-premise swing
club located in a city close to where we lived.
<br>

Bill and I had been talking about investigating the swinging

lifestyle for months. We had picked up several swinging
contact magazines and read what little information other
magazines had printed on the lifestyle and had finally
decided to take the leap and find out what it was all about.

As I stood looking at my body in the mirror, I recalled the
one single event that had finally motivated us to go further
than just talking about it. It came when a couple we had been
friends with for years, Tom and Nancy, admitted over drinks
one evening two weeks ago that they had been in the lifestyle
for several years. They went on to say that they did not discuss
it openly with many of their non-swinging friends because
few were open-minded enough to accept such an alternative
lifestyle. Bill and I smiled at each other when we heard
that remark, remembering the few times we had discussed
such things with close friends and the shocked looks we
had received from them as a result.

When I heard that remark, I tried to keep from being surprised
by their admission myself. Tom and Nancy had been good friends
but I would never have thought they were swingers. While
both quite attractive, they did not look anything like
what I thought "swingers" would look like.
Their wholesome good looks reminded me more of the local
PTA organisers than a couple involved in this kind of lifestyle.
When I made a remark to them about that, they smiled and said
that the people in swinging were a cross section of society:
rich, poor, young, old, beautiful, not so beautiful, and
everything in between.
<br>

Tom and Nancy went on to explain that swinging was not right
for most couples. In general, they said, many couples did
not have the communication skills necessary for such a
lifestyle. Besides that, most couples could not handle
such things as jealousy and performance anxiety, common
in many beginning couples. They went on to say that it takes
a very special couple to handle the unique, emotional and
relationship issues of the lifestyle. They explained
that many couples try to get started in the lifestyle for
all the wrong reasons. Those couples that were usually
the happiest, and most successful, did not get started
in swinging to fix something wrong in their relationship,
rather to make it better by adding to it.
Tom and Nancy further explained the positive effect swinging
had had in their relationship. How they felt closer than
they had before, the increase level of excitement that
it brought to their "private", as they called
it, sex life, and the close friends that it had brought into
their lives.
As the evening wore on, they said that it was clear that we
had some interest in swinging and that if, after discussing
what we had heard, we wished to explore it further, to let
them know and they would help us meet some other couples
in the lifestyle.

Discuss it we did! It seemed that was all we talked about
for the next week or so. Finally, one night I came out and
asked Bill if he wanted to go ahead and find out more, to take
Tom and Nancy up on their offer to help us. The answer was
an enthusiastic yes, as if there was any
doubt, and I have to admit my level of enthusiasm was at least
as great as his.
A phone call to our mentors, Tom and Nancy, quickly followed,
and they suggested we accompany them to an off-premise
social club, The Chariot, that swingers attended on weekends.
Nancy explained to me that it was a low pressure atmosphere
that we would enjoy. It would give us an opportunity to meet
some other couples without any pressure to participate
in any way. She assured us that if we decided that the lifestyle
was not right for us that we would have a good time and they
would enjoy our company. We agreed on the following Saturday
and made plans to meet them for dinner before going to the
club.

The phone lines burned between our house and Tom and Nancy's
during the following week. It seemed as if we had a hundred
questions to ask. All of them were answered with the patience
of a couple of old pros at the swinging game. Nancy explained
to me one evening, after I had apologised for all the questions,
that our questions and concerns were
typical, and expected, and that there was no reason to apologise
for anything.
One question in particular had me concerned, as silly as
I admit it was, what to wear? Nancy suggested a shopping
trip and we hit the malls. Her suggestions were quite valuable
and I finally began to feel like I was ready for this expedition
into the world of swinging.

Meanwhile the phone lines were not the only thing burning.
The sheets of our marital bed were a little toasty as well.
Our lovemaking had not been this intense, or frequent,
since our honeymoon. We wondered if this was what Tom and
Nancy were talking about. When I mentioned it to
Nancy during our shopping trip, she simply smiled and said
that we hadn't seen anything yet, wait until we experienced
the "after", it would be even better than the
"before" that we were now going through. I smiled
to my reflection in the mirror, recalling that comment
as I continued my preparations for our night out. I applied
my make-up, using a little more than is usual for me, fixed
my hair and began to get dressed.
I couldn't help but occasionally rub my still hard
nipples or slide my hand across my ass and slightly excited
pussy. The combination of excitement and nervousness
was running rampant through my body as I got ready. When
I was finally done I checked myself in the full length mirror

in our bedroom. I looked great. The outfit that Nancy had
chosen was a total success, I thought. I was wearing a black
silk top with spaghetti straps and I had topped off my outfit
with a miniskirt, garter belt and hose, and 4 inch
heels. I had wanted to have a sophisticated yet naughty
look and I think the outfit had achieved those expectations
to the fullest. I especially liked the way the silk rubbed
against my breasts and kept my nipples hard, raising the
fabric like two little tent poles on my chest. I also liked

the way my legs looked perched on top of the heels. I had never
owned a pair of "fuck-me pumps", as Nancy called
them, always thinking of them as impractical, but I was
very happy with the image now before me. I put on a jacket
and went to go find Bill downstairs and see if he was ready
to go.

When I joined him downstairs I was a little surprised. He
had discarded his glasses in favour of the contacts he rarely
wore and was wearing some tight slacks that nicely outlined
the contours of his ass. He had chosen a black T-shirt that
was wrapped around his well proportioned
chest and trim waist and had topped it off with a raw silk
jacket. Very delectable, even if he is my own husband of
11 years.
<br>

When he saw me, I could see the surprise on his face also.
My shopping trip with Nancy had been a big secret so he had
no idea about what I was going to wear. That look told me it
had definitely been a success. There was raw lust in those
eyes, the kind of lust this outfit was intended to
create. It was clear that I might need to reconsider my wardrobe
and re-evaluate the household budget to do some more shopping,
especially if this was the result.
Bill swept me into his arms and kissed me and I said, "I
take it you like my outfit." Of course I knew the answer,
especially as I felt the stirrings in his slacks.
"I love the outfit, you sure you want to go out tonight,
we might want to stay here and have some fun by ourselves, "
he said as he playfully squeezed my nipple.
I felt the electric sensations shoot from my breast through
my body, "I know that wasn't a serious question,
I know how much you have been looking forward to tonight, "
I replied. "Besides, who says we can't have some
fun when we get home tonight, if you're up to it, "
I countered.
"That sounds like an offer I can't refuse. In
that case let's go, " he replied.
<br>

We met Tom and Nancy for dinner at a restaurant close to The
Chariot. Over a great dinner and a couple of bottles of wine
we discussed what we could expect later. The wine helped
settle the butterflies in my stomach, but only increased
my level of excitement and anticipation. We were finally
going to do it! I had to keep reminding myself that we were
only here to check it out, but I couldn't help but feel
that much more was in store for us before the night was over.
Bill and I had discussed the possibilities and had
agreed that we would kind of go with the flow. We had, after
it was suggested by Tom and Nancy, worked out a system of
non-verbal signs to let each other know what we thought
about whatever situation might later develop.

We felt like we had talked everything out and were going
into this experience fully informed and prepared. At least
that was what we told ourselves. I must say that Bill was
very supportive of me, and had made it very clear that if,
at any point, I felt uncomfortable that I should let him
know and we would make a polite but hasty retreat. From what
Nancy had told me, that would probably not be necessary,
however, the support I got from my husband did make me feel
a lot more secure in the decision to attend tonight's
festivities. Besides the support I was receiving from
Bill, I got the definite impression that Tom and Nancy were
going to be keeping their eyes on us, making sure everything
went well. The fact that we had a couple of veterans to hold
our hands was very reassuring to both of us. And besides,

I thought, as I admired the couple sitting across from us,
I wouldn't mind a little hand holding, or whatever
needed to be held, from them.
<br>

I had on more than one occasion admired the bulge in Tom's
slacks, wondering what pleasures might be hidden there.
Nancy's stories of Tom's sexual prowess had resulted
in more than a few fantasies on that topic. And from what
Nancy had told me of her discussion with him about me, the
feeling was definitely mutual.
As my view moved over to Nancy I couldn't help but think
about what it would be like to be with another woman. Nancy
made no secret of the fact that she was bisexual. She claimed
that many, if not a majority, of the women in the lifestyle
were bisexual. Our shopping trip and frequent phone conversations
in the last few weeks seemed to have drawn us even closer
than before. I thought back to the clumsy adventures I had
shared with a roommate in college, but this was different,
very different.
Nancy was a mature, experienced woman who I was sure could
teach me a thing or two. I caught myself staring at the ripe
expanse of Nancy's cleavage, my mind lost in her accounts
of their swinging experiences, including more than a few
about some of her female lovers.

Before I knew it, dinner was over, the plates had been cleared
away and we prepared to be on our way to the next phase of what
I had come to think of as the "The Great Expedition."
It had become, after all, an expedition not only into the
world of swinging but also an exploration of the limits
of our own sexuality.
During the short drive to The Chariot, Bill and I talked
excitedly about what we could expect to find at the club.
Tom and Nancy had given us a full run down, but the level of
excitement and expectation was overwhelming. When we
arrived, Nancy took me inside the dark depths of the small
club while Tom and Bill paid the cover to the doorman. We

quickly found a table and caught the attention of a cocktail
waitress and ordered a round of drinks. When our husbands
joined us, Nancy asked me to accompany her to the ladies
room.
I couldn't help but check out the other people at the
club as we walked towards the ladies room. Even though it
was still early and no where near full, I could see that Tom
and Nancy's description of the couples in the lifestyle
were definitely accurate. I saw an older couple that reminded
me of some friends of my parents. In another corner I saw
a
young couple, he looked as if he could have been a college
football player and she had the fresh good looks of a cheer
leader. Every other combination and permutation of humanity
was represented by the customers of the club.

I told Nancy of my observations when we entered the ladies
room and she simply smiled, as if to say "I told you
so." We also discussed my first impressions as we
freshened our make up and chit chatted a little. She told
me how pleased she had been with the results of our shopping
trip and how handsome she thought Bill looked as well. She
assured us
that we would be a great hit with the other couples tonight.
Without thinking, I turned to her and kissed her and then
thanked her for all her help and support.
She returned my kiss and said, "We'll see how
tonight goes then we can discuss how you can thank me properly, "
a lusty smile on her lips.
I felt my pussy throb as I contemplated the possible meaning
of her comment.

We returned to our table and rejoined our husbands. I couldn't
help but watch the other people in the club as I sat sipping
my drink. My mind wandered as my eyes absorbed the sights
around me. I was particularly engrossed by the sexy dress
of the women. The club was quickly filling now and we had
a good view of the entrance and I checked
out each couple as they entered. The dance floor began to
become more active and the DJ responded. The music became
more sultry and sensual. Dance styles which emphasised
full body contact seemed to be the most popular as the evening
progressed.

A slow blues song came on over the sound system and Tom asked
me to dance. I quickly accepted and we were soon embracing
on the dance floor. Tom's lean, strong, swimmers build
felt good as he led me around the dance floor. I could feel
the firmness of my taut nipples pressed against the hardness
of his chest and the bulge of his cock against my own crotch.
As Tom turned me I saw Bill and Nancy dancing across the floor
from us. Her large breasts spilling from her top and pressed
against his chest. I sudden thrill of excitement shot through
me when I felt Tom's hand slide from my waist to cup my
ass.

I had to admit the feeling of this man's arms around
me felt
deliciously good. If dancing with him felt this good and
aroused me this much, what would it be like to have him in
bed, I wondered. As I pondered this thought and realised
my pussy was becoming moist with a dew of excitement, the
song ended and we went back to the table.

As the night progressed we continued to drink, dance, and
laugh. Several of Tom and Nancy's friends stopped
by and we were introduced to them. A few stopped and would
enter into longer conversations with us and I got the feeling
that most of these people were genuinely friendly,
open people. The kind of people I would like as friends,
I recall thinking at the time.

I danced to several songs with both Tom and Bill. When dancing
with Bill we would get the opportunity to talk for a few moments
alone and do a quick status check. "What do you think
so far, are you having a good time, what did you think of him
or her, " etc., seemed to be the topics of most of these
discussions. As the night went on we seemed to really relax
and have a good time. These people, and especially our friends
Tom and Nancy really put us at ease and made the entire experience
more enjoyable for both of us.

At one point, the DJ announced it was "girls dance",
and Nancy quickly grabbed my hand and led me to dance floor.
I was quickly surrounded by Nancy and a few of her female
friends that I had met earlier in the evening. These "cluster
dances" seemed to revolve around a bump and grind
technique that had me extremely hot. I recall the sensation
of my hard nipples pressed into the pillowy flesh of Nancy's
breasts while she humped my increasingly wet pussy on her
thigh. Needless to say, it was a very exciting dance, and
it reminded me how hot and sexy these women were. They had
all seemed to check the prim and proper ladylike attitudes,
that society has expected of them, at the door. And to be
honest, I was glad! I certainly had. The horny
little bitch in me was beginning to blossom and I was both
shocked and happy by this revelation.

I looked over at the table, and saw Tom and Bill intently
watching the events occurring on the dance floor. During
the brief glance I got of them I noticed that both seemed
a little shocked as well. I'm sure my husband was surprised
that his darling wife had turned into such a hot number.

<br>

When the song was over I kissed Nancy, and we found ourselves
locked into a passionate kiss in the middle of the dance
floor. The funny thing was that no one else seemed to notice.
I guess it wasn't all that unusual, considering the
make-up of the crowd.
<br>

The lady's dance seemed to be the signal, because everything
seemed to get wilder and wilder. The only rule seemed to
be to have as good a time as was legal. We were in "public"
after all. The limits were definitely being stretched.
I saw several couples kissing and making out
on the dance floor and at the surrounding tables. While
I wasn't nearly drunk, the alcohol had had its effect
on me and I joined in as much as I could. Several of Nancy's
friends came over and asked us to dance, both individually
and as a group and we frequently ended up in tight clusters
on the dance floor.

Nancy signalled me to join her and we headed off for the ladies
room. When we entered the relative quiet of the
restroom, she informed me that we had been invited back
over to Jill and her husband Ben's house for a small
party. Would we be interested? She went on to explain that
Jill and Ben were old friends and great lovers and we would
also be joined by another couple Tina and Jim. We had met
both couples during the course of the evening and had shared
several dances. I told her that I would discuss it with Bill
and let her know. Nancy said that Tom was telling Bill as
we spoke and that they should let them know what our decision
was. She went on to explain that if we didn't want to
go that would be OK, they understood. This was, after all,
our first time and there would be no pressure to participate.

<br>

Bill and I went off to discuss the invitation and it was clear
that he was as excited as I was about this opportunity to
"get into the swing of things." We quickly headed
back to join Tom and Nancy and confessed that we would love
to join them. Our response was greeted by warm smiles and
hugs from our new friends and Tom said, "we're
glad ya'll
decided to come along, but just remember, there's
no pressure to join in, go at your own pace, OK?"
Jill and Ben and Tina and Jim joined us and I said, "Well
what are we waiting for?" With that we were off for
the next phase of "The Great Expedition."

Before I go on with the rest of this story let me tell you a
little about our four newest friends that were soon to become
even closer friends. I've told you a little about Jill.
When you first meet her she looks as if she would be more comfortable
teaching Sunday school than hanging out in a swing bar.
In this case, appearances can be very deceiving. She is
a small petite lady with luscious, large breasts and a tight
very inviting ass. After having gotten to know her better
at the club, I learned that she can be one hell of a party'er.
Nancy told me that Jill has a reputation for getting a party
started. In contrast to his petite wife, Ben is large man
that looks more like an NFL linebacker than the lawyer that
he is. I was fascinated by his large hands and my mind kept
wandering back to the old saying about men with large hands.
They are in their early forties and have been into swinging
for about ten years.
Jim and Tina are a young couple in their mid twenties who
have been in the lifestyle for about two years. Tina is a
tall, statuesque blond with small firm breasts, a nice
round ass, and these long, great looking legs. Jim is very
tall, at least 6'5", with a slim body that reminded
me of a cheetah, made for speed, I thought. He has these luscious
lips that look
like they are begging to be kissed and soft, blue eyes you
just want to melt into.

As we followed the caravan of cars heading off to Jill and
Ben's house, Bill and I discussed the erotic potential
of our new friends. It seemed as if our participation in
a "party", as they called it, was a foregone
conclusion. Neither of us had any reservations and we both
were ready for whatever the evening brought our way. Bill
admitted that he had
been really turned on watching me during the lady's
dance and asked if I was interested in getting together
with the girls tonight. I told him I wasn't sure, that
I would play it by ear, there was just so many new things happening
at once I didn't want to rush it. I did say that I wasn't
totally against the idea, however.

After a short five minute drive we arrived at our destination.
Ben quickly made everyone at home and got busy fixing drinks
for everyone. Not wanting to overdo the alcohol, Bill and
I elected to switch to coffee and Ben quickly had a pot brewing.
I noticed that Jill had disappeared and then reappeared
suddenly, wearing a silk robe. She invited everyone to
get comfortable and soon everyone was shedding their clothes.
I gave a quick look to Bill and said to myself, "what
the hell, when in Rome..."

Jill invited everyone to follow her back to the "party
room." She sure lived up to her reputation, she didn't
waste anytime with pleasantries. Not that I minded, I was
as anxious to get started as anyone. Dressed in only in my
garter belt and hose, I was first in line to follow her. The
party room turned out to be a large bedroom with several
large mattresses on the floor, built in drawers for what
Jill called "her toys", and an adjoining bathroom
which featured a large shower and a bidet.

As I watched Jill remove the robe and sensuously slide onto
the mattress, I felt a pair of arms slide around me. I turned
slightly and saw Tom's familiar face.
"Would anyone care to join me, " asked Jill
seductively? "Would you like to join in, "
Tom asked?
"I'd love too, " I replied.
I looked over towards Bill and saw that Nancy had him well
taken care of, her tongue probing deeply in his mouth. I
joined Tom on the mattress and our lips met in a prolonged
and passionate kiss. His lips moved to suck my earlobes
and nibble my neck as I shuddered and felt
excited chills run through my body. Tom's mouth moved
slowly across my chest to my breasts and my nipple was soon
buried in his mouth as he suckled and nibbled on their sensitive
tips.

A soft moan escaped my lips as I lay on the mattress, giving
myself up to the sweet sensations that Tom was producing
in my body. I turned my head slightly and saw, for the first
time what else was going on in the room. My handsome husband
was reclined next to me and Nancy was
giving him what looked like a great blow job. I watched with
a certain degree of awe as she took his 7" inches deep
into her throat. Bill's eyes met mine and it was clearly
apparent that we were both enjoying the moment. The pangs
of jealousy that I had feared never entered my mind and,
to be honest, I found watching him with Nancy to
be a great turn-on. Tom's mouth had begun a journey
which led to my wet pussy. My eyes left Bill's as I watched
our other playmates in action. My eyes took in the lusty
scene as Jill kneeled before Jim, sucking on his long thin
cock, her tongue occasionally washing his balls and then
quickly returning to his cock. Jill obviously enjoyed
sucking cock, her soft, enthusiastic moans filled the
room as she continued to work on Jim's hardness. Ben's
large head was buried between Tina's long legs. Her
hands were busy alternating between pulling Ben's
head deeper into her
pussy and pulling on the long, hard nipples perched atop
her small, firm breasts.

My attention was directed back to Tom as he began to intensify
his efforts on my cunt. He was flicking his tongue across
my clit, sending electric spasms of pleasure through my
body. His fingers soon joined the action, sliding deep
into my sopping wet pussy. I felt the passion increase in

my body and the insistent rumbling of an approaching orgasm
stir deep in my belly. I felt movement next to me and saw that
Nancy had swung her ass around and was mounting Bill in a
69 position. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke
the beautiful lushness her ass as my husband buried his
face into the folds of her pussy. I also noticed that Jill
was taking Jim's cock deep and fast into the recesses
of her mouth, groaning around it's hardness as she
did so. She suddenly cried out, begging him to give
her his cum. His body tensed and he issued a wild roar and
I watched as he pumped his load into the depths of her throat.
Tina was thrusting her hips up into Ben's face, her
legs wrapped tightly around his head and her hands pulling
wildly at her nipples, and she came, her hips wildly gyrating
against his face. Tina's moans of pleasure filled
the confines of the room as her orgasm peaked.

Suddenly, the fingers and tongue which I had enjoyed so
much were gone. I looked back toward Tom and saw him holding
his very hard, very large cock between my legs. The vacuum
left by his mouth and fingers was quickly replaced as his
cock slid through the welcoming portal
of my cunt. A loud cry of pure pleasure spilled from my lips
and filled the room as my pussy attempted to adjust to his
length and girth. He slowly slid deep into my cunt and I was
soon filled with more cock than I had ever thought possible.
I felt so full, yet at the same time so wonderful as
he began to slowly thrust in and out of my quivering depths.
I relaxed the muscles in my cunt and accepted it, taking
everything he had to offer.
<br>

I was suddenly brought back to reality by the touch of a warm
hand on my breast. I discovered that the hand belonged to
none other than Nancy, who was now straddling Bill's
hips, his cock impaled deep in her. She continued to caress
my breast and I reached up and felt the weight of her breast
in the palm of my hand. Her smile and the look on her face told
me that she was enjoying Bill's cock as much as I was
Tom's. Our eyes met for a long moment and we shared the
pleasure that we were experiencing. She leaned over to
me and our lips met and we shared a level of intimacy I had
never felt with another woman. The fact that her husband
was continuing to fuck me with that big cock of his only seemed
to add to the
intimacy and sharing of that moment.

As our lips parted and she returned to the business of fucking
herself on Bill's cock, my eyes moved to Bill and I saw
that Nancy was not the only one enjoying herself. His hands
were cupping her ass, helping her drive herself onto the
length of his cock. A cock that I knew so well, and that had
produced so much pleasure in my own body over the
years. As I lay there, feeling Tom's cock continue
to drive deep into my pussy, I relished in the fact that we
could share this. I reflected on how we could fuck other
people, but at the same time enjoy the experience and share
in each other's pleasure. The pleasure experienced
by the man I loved only seemed to add to my own and expand on
it.

My eyes shifted over towards our playmates and I saw that
Ben had now mounted Tina and was driving his big cock deep
into her. Jim was recuperating from Jill's oral efforts
and playing voyeur while Jill moved over to join her husband
and Tina. She was soon busy sucking on Tina's breasts
while her husband thrust into pussy. Tina's legs were
wrapped around Ben's hips, encouraging him to pump
into her harder and deeper. He was giving her what she wanted
and Tina's cries soon began to echo through the room.

<br>

Another series of moans and cries of pleasure joined Tina's,
and I was a little surprised when I discovered they were
my own. Tom increased the pace of his strokes into my profusely
lubricating squirting pussy and I felt the familiar sensation
of my orgasmic peak approaching.

"Yea, give it to her Tom, fuck her good, " Nancy
exhorted him on, obviously enjoying the sight of her husband
fucking my aroused body.
"YES Pleeese, fuck me, it feels soooo good, "
I cried.
The sensations of my approaching climax which began as
a fire between my legs then shot from my pussy through my
body, my screams of release soon filled the expanse of the
room. I vaguely heard Tina's cries of release rise
and join my own as she too reached her peak.
Tom continued to thrust wildly into my cunt and his groans

harmonised with my own as I once again rose toward orgasm.
From somewhere in the fog of near orgasm I heard Bill's
voice encouraging me, "Yea baby cum, cum."
His hand reached over and pulled on my nipple, knowing that
to be a sure fire trigger when I'm close to cumming.

With a tremendous thrust that shook me, Tom buried his bursting
cock deep and my pussy muscles spasmed around the length
of his cock as he pumped his load into my depths. I drifted
off into that wonderful mist of
post-orgasmic euphoria as I felt Tom's cock finally
come to rest, embedded within me and felt his body slump
on top of my own, his weight reassuring and warm. The room
echoed with the wet sounds of sex and the sighs of pleasure
from the other participants in our party, punctuated by
Tina's orgasmic cries, creating an erotic backdrop
to my descent into sensuous relaxation.

As I slowly drifted back to awareness of my surrounding,
I heard Nancy cries and saw that she was vigourously grinding
her cunt down onto Bill's cock. Her face was contorted
in pleasure, as was Bill's. Bill's hips were thrusting
up into her, meeting her hips with a slapping sound. The
urgency of their movements made it clear they were close
to reaching their own orgasms.
<br>

I felt Tom move and felt his cock slide out of my cunt, our
combined juices flowing out and coating my sex and rolling
down the cleft of my ass. It was a wickedly sensuous sensation
and I loved it. Tom moved over behind Nancy, caressing her
ass as she continued to fuck Bill. Feeling a little more
animated myself and rolled over on my side to join my husband
and share in his pleasure. My lips met his and we kissed,
his ragged breath and soft groans filling my mouth. I reached
over and felt for Nancy's breast and began to gently
pull on her taut nipples just as she began to cum.
<br>

"OHHH GOD YES, I'm cummming, " she screamed.
Her cries
seemed to reach a peak, recede, and then peak again and again
as she came over and over. Bill's familiar moans signalling
his own orgasm rose to meet Nancy's and his body trembled
as his sperm jetted into Nancy's quivering pussy.
She slumped forward and I relinquished Bill's lips
to his newest lover, allowing them to share this moment
together.
<br>

My view was directed over to the other members of our group.
Ben's roar filled my ears as he buried his cock into
Tina's writhing body. Jim had joined their arrangement
of bodies, he sucked on one breast while Jill was busy at
the other. Jim's orgasm triggered another by Tina
and they came together, accompanied by the mingled sounds
of their pleasure. The room was suddenly quiet, as compared
to the earlier melody our combined assortment of moans,
groans, and cries had created. All that could be heard was
the soft, quick breathing as we all attempted to catch our
breath and recover from our earlier exertions and the soft
hum of a ceiling fan. There were naked, sweaty bodies strewn
across the expanse of the room.
<br>

When he had recovered, Jill dispatched Ben to get refreshments
for parched throats which had only moments before been
filled with the cries of ecstasy. Nancy rolled over and
I felt her soft face against my thigh.
<br>

"I hope you don't mind, but I love to clean up behind
Tom, " she said.
"Please do, don't let me stop you from doing what
you enjoy, " I giggled. With that, I felt her soft
face, so different from any man's, nestled between
my thighs and begin to lick the juices that coated my pussy.
The sensation of her tongue on the soft expanse of my thighs
was almost electric. My body was still sensitised by the
recent orgasms which had flooded it. She lifted my legs
and I draped them over her shoulders and I soon felt her tongue
against my labia which had so recently clasped the hardness
of her husband's cock. Her tongue feasted on our mingled
juices as she ran it from my puckered asshole to my clit.

The brief contact of her tongue on my clit produced a shudder
throughout my body but it soon passed as she glued her mouth
to the opening of my cunt, drinking deeply from the juices
there.
"Ummmm, you taste so good, " she moaned, her
breath warm on my pussy lips. My hands had unconsciously
found their way to her head and were buried in her hair, pulling
her even deeper into my pussy.
Summoning all my courage, I said, "Would you care
to share some of what you've got with me."
"Glad to, " she replied. She moved around and
offered me her pussy, suspended over my face even while
she continued to feast on my pussy. I stared up at the shiny
glow of her juicy nether lips, studying their form and beauty.
Here goes nothing, I said to myself and reached up to pull
her dripping pussy down to my waiting mouth. With the cheeks
of her ass filling the palms of my hands, I buried my face
into the soft, shaved recess of Nancy's pussy. I had
always loved the taste of Bill's cum, but the taste
of it combined with Nancy's sweet juices was more
than I could have hoped for. I revelled in the sensation
of her soft thighs around my face, the sweetness and saltiness
of their juices on my tongue, and the aroma of sex in my nose.
It was a totally sensual experience. This does not even
take into account the feeling of her tongue and lips on my
own sex as she continued the assault on it. In addition,
I could feel the softness of our breasts against each other's
bellies, their hard nipples pressing deeply into
the flesh.
<br>

I continued to lick and suck on the exposed flesh of her pussy
lips, not exactly sure what to do, following what she was
doing and trying to copy what I liked to have done to my own.
Apparently, I was successful because I soon heard, and
felt, Nancy's soft sighs into my pussy as she expressed
her pleasure. Likewise, I was soon moaning my pleasure
into her pussy as she moved her attention to my clit. I could
feel the pressure of my swollen pussy lips and enlarged,
erect clit beneath her tongue. My tongue also moved to her
clit and I enjoyed feeling it respond to my
efforts. My most deeply rooted and longest held inhibitions
were washed away as I continued with my initiation into
the joys of bisexuality.
<br>

She has a large clit and I liked the way it felt against my
tongue. Following her lead, I wrapped my lips around her
clit and softly sucked on it while continuing to flick my
tongue against its head. Her guttural moans vibrated against
my clit and I felt the arousal once again build in
my body. The juice from Nancy's pussy flowed freely
into my mouth as I released a groan that came from deep in
my throat. Her juice coated finger began to rub softly against
my asshole and I couldn't help but move my hips, inviting
her to go further. The finger quickly accepted the invitation
and slid, hesitantly at first and then with more confidence,
halfway into the warm recess of my ass. A loud moan
escaped my lips and I felt the muscles of my rectum opening
to accept it, trying to pull it in deeper. Nancy obliged
and her finger was soon plunging in and out of my ass.

The combination of Nancy's finger in my ass and her
mouth on my cunt had me soaring to ever higher levels of arousal.
It felt as if my pussy was gushing forth juice and Nancy would
occasionally move her mouth down to suck up the flow. Nancy
sensed my approaching orgasm and her
mouth began to relentlessly suck on my trigger, driving
me over the edge. Giving myself up to the pleasure, my cries
of release filled the room and my orgasm peaked. Nancy drove
her invading finger all the way into my ass and pleasurable
sensations crashed throughout my aroused body. Somehow
I continued my own efforts through my orgasm and my cries
of release only seemed to fuel Nancy's pleasure. Her
own imminent climax was fast approaching, as she became
caught up in the excitement of the moment. I slid a finger
into the copious flow of juice coming from
her pussy and placed it against the rosebud of her ass. Her
hips thrust back and buried my finger in her ass and I felt
the muscle grab at it. Her load groans, muffled by her thighs
tightly clenching my head, rose in pitch and volume as she
peaked and came. Her ass clasped my finger tightly as I felt
the orgasm churn through her body.

When Nancy and I untangled our bodies, I saw that our male
partners, reclined around the room, seemingly enjoying
the show that we women provided. Most were casually stroking
their semi-erect cocks, certain in that they would be needed
soon. A few feet away, I saw Jill and
Tina sharing a double headed dildo buried deep in their
pussies. Their legs were entwined and their hands clasped
each other's as they pumped the dildo into their cunts.

Nancy leaned over and hugged me, licking her own shining
juices from my face as she did so. "Jill just loves
her toys, especially when she has someone to share them
with. Would you care to join them, " she asked. I nodded
my consent and we moved over to join the two women so
obviously enjoying being joined in such an erotic manner.

<br>

Nancy lowered her face to their joined sexes and alternated
between licking their exposed clits, two audible groans
mingled in the air as Nancy's tongue went to work. I
meanwhile, moved to Jill's D-cup breasts and began
to suck and lick the luscious flesh they offered.
"Yea, that's it, suck on my breasts, I love to
have them sucked, I like them nibbled on too, OHHH YEA!, "
she moaned. My teeth bore down on yielding flesh of her hard
nipple as my hand softly pinched the other.
"YES, YES, just like that, " she cried. "I'M
GONNA CUM, don't
stop, don't stop, AHHHH." Jill's hips rocked
back into Tina's exposed pussy, burying the dildo
as far as possible and her orgasm washed over her body, her
hand clutching me tightly to her breast.
<br>

When Jill's hand had freed my head, I moved over to Tina.
She reached up and pulled my head to her so that my lips were
against the full softness of her own. Her moans filled my
mouth as she continued to drive the dildo deep into her own
pussy, striving for her own release. I moved my mouth to
her breast and I couldn't help but compare the firm
tightness of her B-cups to the lush softness of Jill's.
Both were wonderful in their own right, but so different.
Her nipples were very hard and stood out like two pencil
erasers, firm against my tongue.
"Yea, I like them sucked hard, please, " she
begged softly. I began to suck, occasionally swiping my
tongue across them while alternating back and forth. I
pulled on one with my fingers while sucking on the other.
Tina's hips picked up the pace of her thrusts on the
dildo as she continued to grind into it. Nancy's mouth
was firmly attached to Tina's
clit as she assisted by thrusting the dildo in and out of
both of their love holes with her free hand.

Tina's orgasmic cries filled the room and I watched
as Nancy's face was drenched by Tina as she shot her
juice out of her pussy. I had heard of female ejaculation
of course, but had never actually seen it and I was totally
mesmerised by the sight. Tina's body seemed to go into

convulsions as her orgasm went on and on and she continued
to gyrate on the rubber cock buried in her spasming cunt.
A fierceness filled her features as the lust overwhelmed
her and her orgasm continued to flow
through her passion washed body. Meanwhile, Jill rushed
to meet her with another of her own orgasms and their screams
of ecstasy mingled. Finally their bodies relaxed and they
collapsed on the mattress completely spent.

My mind quickly flew to the question of where I could get
a
double dildo of my own. I made a note to ask Nancy at the first
opportunity, this was definitely something I wanted to
check out for myself.
I needed a break, that was certain. I grabbed Nancy's
hand and led her to the bathroom. My legs were a little rubbery
as we retreated from the party room.
"Having a good time, " she asked after we were
in the bathroom. "God yes, " I replied, "I
don't think I've come that hard in years, and I
loved eating your pussy, it was everything I hoped it would
be and more, but you gotta tell me where I can get one of those
dildos."
"Sounds like a good excuse to go shopping at the toy
store. Maybe I ought to show you my toy collection before
we go, you might find something else you gotta have, "
she said with a wicked smile.
"I'm sure you might have a few suggestions, does
this offer
include a test drive of a few of your favourite toys, "
I giggled? "Absolutely, I'm fully in favour
of an informed consumer, " she replied with a girlish
smile on her face.

We took a quick shower and Nancy's soapy hands felt
great on my body. I was tempted to continue with her in the
shower but I wanted to get back to the party, certain of the
fact that Nancy and I would have plenty of time to spend with
each other in the future. The party took a small break as
everyone used the opportunity to take a quick shower and
replenish lost bodily fluids before we continued. As I
sat with Bill, drinking a glass of wine, I reflected on the
fact that we had certainly fallen in with a group of hard-core
party animals, not that I was complaining.
The action was quick to begin again. Jill came over to Tom
and Bill and said, "I haven't been fucked by any
of you big strong men yet and I think its time to make up for
lost time. Would you care to help take care of little ole
me."

Tom was quick to answer for both of them and said, "It
would be our pleasure ma'am, especially seeing how
you have been so horribly deprived of our masculine prowess."
Jill's face lit up with a grin and they found some open
space to lay down. That left Ben, Jim, Tina, Nancy and I to
devise something for ourselves. We all fell into a tangle
of bodies. A few of the details remain a little fuzzy in my
mind but I recall a steady stream of cocks, pussies, and
breasts as we attempted to find as many combinations as
theoretically
possible. I recall having Ben fucking me doggy style while
I gluttonously fed on Tina's pussy. Meanwhile, Nancy
took Jim's long cock in her ass while she grunted her
pleasure to the world and Tina sucked the full mounds of
her breasts.
<br>

Later, I sat on Tina's face, her tongue plunged deep
into my cunt and her nose rubbing against my clit while Ben
fucked her and sucked my nipples. Nancy was screaming for
Jim to give him his cock. They were a frenzy of activity,
his cock thrusting wildly into her upturned, beautiful

bottom. As they strived toward orgasm it seemed to drive
Tina, Ben, and I on. Our orgasms seemed to merge and flow
between the five of us and a cacophony of moans, groans,
screams, grunts, and roars of pleasure filled
my ears. At one point I looked over towards Jill and saw that
Bill was busy with his head between her thighs while Tom
was sliding his big cock between her mammoth breasts and
she was sucking on its large mushroom-
shaped head. I was distracted by my own partners for a few
minutes and lost track of the action. Later I looked over
to see that she was sandwiched between Tom and Bill. Tom's
big cock was stretching her cunt open while my husband's
was planted deep in her ass.
"She loves that, " Nancy whispered to me, "She
says there's
nothing like having both her holes filled with two hard
cocks." Knowing how much Bill loved anal sex, I was
sure he was thoroughly enjoying himself. My own curiosity
was also raised, I had always wondered what it would feel
like to have two cocks at the same time and I had certainly
enjoyed having Bill's cock stuffed in my rear passage
on more than one occasion. I put the possibility of this
sex act on the back burner for a later occasion, but I realised
it probably wouldn't remain there for long. My reflection
on Jill's predicament was not long lasted as Tina's
persistent tongue and Ben's mouth on my nipples brought
me back to the reality of my own pleasure.
<br>

I had not yet sampled Jim's cock, and I intended to do
so before the night was over. When he returned from washing
up, I approached him and our bodies were soon entwined on
the mattress. I stretched across his tall form and took
his cock in my hungry mouth. My efforts were quickly rewarded
by the swelling of his cock which soon reached its full length.
My tongue savoured the saltiness of his pre-cum as I continued
to fuck his cock with my mouth. It fit comfortably in my mouth
and I revelled in the sensation of it pumping through my
lips and across my tongue and
his masculine smell filling my nose. As his lust increased,
he began humping and driving his cock into the softness
of my sucking mouth. As much as I enjoyed the experience
of having his cock in my mouth, and as much as I would have
loved to enjoy the feeling of throbbing ejaculation in
my mouth, I desperately needed my pussy satisfied. I rolled
him over and said, "Come here big boy, I have a
good place for that cock, care to make a very horny lady happy?"

"Never let it be said that I was not more than happy
to
accommodate a willing lady, " he said with a smile
on his face. I reached out for his long cock and led him to
my waiting portal. Within seconds I was enjoying the feeling
as he slid through the shaved lips of my cunt. I had already
decided to keep my pussy shaved, the increased sensitivity
being well worth the additional effort. His cock seemed
to keep sliding deeper and deeper into my wet snatch. Its
initial thrust went on and on and my PC muscle bore down on
it, squeezing his length. I wrapped my legs around his and
encouraged him to give me the fucking I craved. My hips swivelled
under his as if of their own accord.
My body was definitely on auto-pilot as he began to slowly
increase the pace and depths of his thrusts.

My concentration on the pleasures being produced in my
body was suddenly interrupted by the loud, high pitched
squeals which filled the room. Looking around, I saw that
Jill was slamming her hips back into Bill's cock and
grinding her cunt down onto Tom. I watched as orgasms rippled
through her body, one quickly followed by another as she
came over and over again. The look on Bill's face and
the sound of his breathing told me that he was close to coming
and sure enough he was soon crying out as he came, his throbbing
cock buried to the base in Jill's small, tight ass.

Jill didn't miss a beat when Bill pulled his cock from
her clasping asshole, she continued to ride Tom's
cock continuing to experience a series of explosions as
her multiple orgasms rocketed through her body. Finally,
it was all too much for Tom and he cried out as his cock erupted

into her cunt. Meanwhile, Ben, Nancy, and Tina were also
busy. Tina was being fucked by Ben from behind, as they lay
on their sides in the spoon position, while Nancy was busy
licking her exposed pussy and the base of Ben's cock.
The sound of Ben's cock fucking her wet cunt, Nancy's

slurping tongue, and Tina's soft sighs of arousal
made for a wonderful backdrop to the sight of the three of
them together. Watching X-rated videos will never be the
same, I thought to myself as I watched them.
The increased pace of Jim's thrusts brought my full
attention back to him. The muscles in my cunt began to contract
rhythmically in response and I felt the irresistible pleasure
begin to once again build deep within my body. I knew that
I would pay later for the pleasure I had experienced, but
at that moment I didn't care, it would be worth it. It
seemed as if the evening had been one long, uninterrupted
series of orgasms. Besides, all I could think about was
the sensuous feeling of his cock stroking into the depths
of my pussy and how much I wanted to cum
again. I felt movement beside me and I saw that Bill had joined
us. The smile on his face told me that he was enjoying watching
me being fucked. His hand reached for my hardened nipple
and a thought flashed through
my aroused mind. Here I was being royally fucked by a handsome
man while my husband watched and played with my bouncing
breasts and I was getting off to it. It was if I had been empowered
to enjoy all the things that I had always fantasized about
but had never allowed myself to
acknowledge. This reflection on my wantonness combined
with the sensation of my juices flowing freely from my cunt,
the relentless pounding of Jim's cock, and the sounds
of hot sex that surrounded and enveloped me drove me on toward
my eventual, blissful orgasm.

When it came I was shaken by its intensity. I had had some

Richter scale orgasms during the course of the evening
but this was something entirely different. Jim's
cock erupted, and the feeling of his cum spewing deep into
the recesses of my cunt drove me toward joyful release.
The orgasm that resulted cascaded through my body and my
cunt
clamped down on his cock, spasming wildly. It seemed to
go on and on, I heard loud screams echoing through the room,
then realised they were my own. The room began to spin and
that was the last I recall, I must of blacked out for a few
seconds because when I looked around I was
surrounded by a cluster of smiling and fucked-out naked
people.
Nancy leaned over to me, gave me a quick kiss and said, "Well
what do you think of swinging now?"
I reflected on the question for a second and answered in
a hoarse, scratchy voice, "Is there any way else to
live?"

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