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by Connie Hastings




  Excited Wives

  Wife Swaps, Kinky Spouses, Double Penetration, and More

  All rights reserved copyright 2014 by Red Hot Explicit Erotica Press

  Boys’ and Girls’ Night In

  The Wife Swap Party

  A Group Sex Erotica Story

  by Andi Allyn

  All rights reserved copyright 2014 by Mmmmore Productions

  I really couldn’t blame the boys. After all, they’d stepped into the living room and found three completely naked girls and a few seconds later, I was there too. So, four naked women right in front of them… What the hell could they have possibly thought we wanted? Naturally, they got it all wrong. You see, it was our monthly girls’ night out and boys’ night out. We’ve been doing it for years now. All four of us couples were best friends and once a month, all of the husbands would go and have fun drinking or playing pool, or watching some kind of an action film at the big screen in the theater downtown, and we girls would enjoy ourselves doing whatever we wanted to do.

  On that particular day, we’d walked downtown and we’d had a wonderful meal and then headed over to a new art exhibit where my best friend, Christine (who was one of us) had photos on display. We’d been having a great time and as we walked back to our house, the most amazing thing happened. A car veered off the road right in front of us and hit a fire hydrant. Thankfully, no one was hurt, none of us wives and not the driver, but in seconds, we were all soaked to the bone. We laughed and giggled like school kids as we rushed back to my place. We entered through the side door where my washer and dryer were, and all stripped down naked.

  Thankfully, the laundry room also served as the linen closet so everyone got dried off quickly. Then, while our clothes were in the dryer, we walked out to the living room naked. The girls sat down and I rushed to my room to try to find some stuff for us to wear. When I got back to the living room, I stared in shock. The husbands had returned. They were looking at my three friends sitting on the couch with wide-eyed lust. Before any of us could say anything, Charles, who was Beatrice’s husband, said, “Fuck yeah.” And he started getting undressed. Naturally, that led to all the men starting to get undressed.

  As for us girls, we were kind of freaked out by the whole thing. We just stared in shock as one by one, the men stripped, and nobody said anything. I think we were just trying to wrap our heads around the situation and Christine got it figured out first. Amazingly, she said, “Well, what the hell, right?” and just a few seconds later, she had her mouth around a cock. Only, it wasn’t her husband’s cock but instead, it was Andrew, my husband! Jealousy surged through me. It was overwhelming and I saw red. But then, something strange happened. The sight was so erotic and so sexy that the jealousy just disappeared as I watched my friend’s lips moving up and down my husband’s shaft. I couldn’t help but be astounded not only by the sight but by my reaction.

  In another second, Beatrice’s husband was on his knees and he was licking at Sally. Charles began fucking Beatrice and then Arthur headed toward me. It was insane. Everyone was pairing up with someone other than the one they were married to. I’d like to say that I came to my senses and put a stop to everything, but that would be a lie. Arthur reached me and his arms went around me, and the moment they did, I gave in completely. It was a strange situation indeed and I had a feeling that our girls’ nights out and boys’ nights out would end up changing forever, that we’d end up having far more everyone’s nights in from now on. I didn’t know if I liked that or not but I knew I liked the night we were spending in right then.

  And then, something else happened that shocked me. There was a fifth guy there. I think the situation made it so that I didn’t even recognize it but there was a fifth guy. It was Anthony, a friend of the boys who’d never gotten married. I don’t know when it happened but he was naked too. Now there were four women, five men, and the whole situation was like an orgy of…. well hell, who the hell knows what it was? What I did know is that before I could really wrap my hand around it, Arthur was kissing me, and his hands were squeezing and rubbing at my breasts. You’ll have to forgive me if I mess up names and who was with whom at this point because everything was utter chaos and crazy as hell.

  Arthur kissed me and then lifted me up and led me to the couch. By now, two of the girls were on their knees, their mouths working hard. Sally was still there with her legs spread and a tongue working on her clit. I thought I was going to end up on the couch but Arthur stopped and gently pushed me to my knees. Suddenly, I was sucking on his cock and that was when Anthony moved up right next to us. I really didn’t know what the hell I should do so I reached up and began stroking his cock. So, I suppose I was the queen slut because the other three girls only had one guy each, but I was taking on two.

  It didn’t last long though. Arthur lifted me up and put me on the couch. By now, the couch was empty and all three of the girls were sucking. Arthur directed me back to his cock and as I began sucking but I pulled off and stroked so I could look around. It was just amazing. There was stroking, sucking, licking, and more. The men were moaning and the women were making hungry noises as well. I glanced around to try to see who had been stuck with two men to take care of, and I had to admit that it was pretty amazing to see who it was and the way that Beatrice handled it. She was on her hands and knees now, and she was sucking on my husband’s cock while Anthony was behind her, pushing into her pussy.

  Again I felt that strange surge of jealousy to see another woman with my husband but it was short lived, and it got really short lived when Arthur lifted me up and I was suddenly on top of him, bouncing up and down but facing away from him so that I could still see everything happening. Gradually, the blow jobs ended and everything turned to sex. Everyone’s pussy was filled and only Beatrice had her mouth full, of course Beatrice’s pussy was filled as well. For some reason, except for Beatrice who was doggy style and taking on two men, everyone had the women on top. In fact, Sally was only inches away from me, bouncing on top of Beatrice’s husband. It was crazy.

  When she leaned over and suddenly kissed me, it got even crazier. I’d never kissed a woman but it was kind of amazing, and it was doubly amazing because she and I were in reversed positions on top of the guys we were on top of. Arthur moaned and I’m sure that some of his moaning had to do with the fact that the two of us were kissing right in front of him. I enjoyed the kiss. It somehow made the penetration even better as Arthur pushed up into me and I bounced on top of him. On the other hand, I also missed being able to see what else was going on.

  When Sally finally broke away from the kiss because it got too hard to concentrate with the sensations running through her body, I could see that Beatrice was on her knees, moving from cock to cock with her mouth. It was really amazing to see my husband’s cock push into her and then see Anthony’s cock push into her. She was like some kind of an amazing super slut. I couldn’t believe it. What really got me excited was when Anthony suddenly just grabbed the back of her head and began fucking her mouth really, really fast. I thought she was going to get pissed off but when he finally let her go, she fell back a little bit with a big bright smile and then stuck her mouth right back on his cock.

  That only lasted for a few seconds though because my husband pulled her away and bent her over the couch, and then, he was pushing into her. Arthur moved over to where Sally and I were, and he pulled Sally’s head over so that she could suck on his cock while she was getting fucked. It was so damned crazy and it wasn’t long before someone lifted me off Arthur and then my pussy was filled by yet another man who wasn’t my husband. At that point, everything just went crazy. People swit
ched partners back and forth, and there was even a time when Sally sat on Anthony’s face and in the meantime, Beatrice sucked Anthony’s cock while Arthur fucked her.

  I looked around at everything that was going on and it just made the possibility of my orgasm being earth shattering or even greater. It was utterly overwhelming to me and I had no fucking idea, no fucking idea how it all happened. What I knew for sure is that I was so damn turned on there was absolutely nothing that I wasn’t willing to do at that moment. Of course, my thoughts along those lines came before I found out just exactly how far that would be pushed.

  It started when Sally and Beatrice kind of separated from their men, and then the two of them fell onto the floor, kissing and licking at each other, turning into sixty-nine while I watched in shock. At that time, I was on top of Anthony but he didn’t like not getting access to my breasts so he turned me around so that I wasn’t facing away from him and then pulled me to him so that he could kiss and lick at my nipples. A second later, I felt a cock against my lips. I began sucking and I didn’t even know whose it was. When the man in my mouth started moaning, I recognized his voice. Surprisingly, it was my own husband. And then, I felt something that filled me with absolute terror. I felt the head of a third cock right up against the opening of my ass.

  It was crazy and at that moment, I wanted to scream. Naturally, I wanted to scream at the guy with his cock against my asshole but I also wanted to scream at the girls licking each other on the floor. I wanted to scream at Sally and I wanted to scream at Beatrice, and I wanted to say, “Why the fuck did you go and have yourselves a lesbian fuck fest and leave me with all of these men to deal with?” Of course I couldn’t scream. My husband had my head in his hands and was pushing into my mouth.

  So, while my pussy was already full and my mouth was already full, whoever it was behind me grabbed hold of my ass cheeks and pushed into my asshole. I had never had anal sex before and I’d always tried to avoid it because I’d heard how painful it could be. The stories from my girlfriends about the pain didn’t do the reality justice at all. As that cock pushed past my tiniest little hole, my whole body seemed to explode with agony. I’d never felt any pain so damned intense before except perhaps childbirth, but it was strange because at least childbirth felt natural. This was beyond any agony I’d ever considered or thought possible. Plus, the fact that the pain was intense enough to remind me of labor made me realize that my kids now had a mom who had been fucked by three guys at once.

  It was the most confusing set of circumstances in my life. Images of our kids somehow accidentally being dropped off twelve hours early by the sitters and somehow all of them walking into the living room and seeing their parents engaged in an orgy filled me with terror. I knew it was unreasonable. I knew it made absolutely no sense but unless you’ve ever had your pussy filled, your mouth filled, and your ass filled at the same time, and unless you’ve experienced the blinding pain that goes along with that, you can understand how my mind was filled with absolute panic and crazy, crazy imagery. It was intense and amazing, and it seemed like it took an hour and a half for whoever pushed into my ass to get all the way in, even though I knew it had to be seconds.

  Once he was all the way in, he started to pull out and something changed. Somehow, the process of withdrawing eased the pain dramatically and heightened everything else that was going on. The cock in my pussy felt astounding now and the one in my mouth even felt amazing. I enjoyed giving blow jobs but it was strange to think that giving the blow jobs was sending pleasure through me. Nonetheless, that was what it felt like when the cock started easing backward and the pain in my ass diminished. The man pushed forward again and the pain shot back up, but the pleasure stayed at the same level. I didn’t like it, but it was different now. The pain was horrible but then he eased back again and the pleasure got even more intense.

  It kept happening that way until after five or six thrusts, even though the pain was still there, it somehow wasn’t painful. I couldn’t understand it. I knew it hurt and yet it also felt wonderful. My body was going crazy and I began moving my hips, trying to get that cock in my pussy to fuck me harder. I began moving my head, trying to encourage my husband to push deeper into my throat. I even began moving my ass backwards against the cock that was barreling into it, trying to get him to be more aggressive in my ass.

  It was insane. I’d never had anal sex before but at that moment, I would have been willing to bend over and take cock after cock after cock in my ass if what it meant was the kind of joy that was beginning to flood me. I cried out as my orgasm took me, screaming around my husband’s cock and moving my hips furiously over the other two men. My husband held my head and began fucking my mouth very roughly. He’d never done that before and I didn’t care. I loved it. I reached my hands up and grabbed his ass as I gagged and I choked from the power of his assault on my throat.

  I held him tightly, moaned, and sucked as hard as I could. When he came, he came so hard that he filled my mouth so much that cum actually dripped from the corners of my mouth. I’d never done it for him before but I swallowed it all down. I swallowed it all down and as he slowed his thrusts, I sucked gently on him. Meanwhile, the other two men continued to fuck my other two holes wonderfully viciously, and it was overwhelming and incredible. My husband finally backed away and that was when the man in my ass came. But he didn’t cum in my ass. He pulled out and before I really understood what was happening, my head was turned around and his cock was in my mouth.

  I looked up in time to see Beatrice’s husband moaning, his face a contortion of lust as a second load of cum splashed over my tongue. I guess it makes me a complete whore because I sucked. I sucked and then I swallowed. It was the second load of semen I’d ever swallowed in my life, and I did it hungrily and I did it eagerly. He was more aggressive after I swallowed, holding me tight and pushing all the way into my throat so that I gagged, but again I didn’t mind. Anthony was still fucking me hard and fucking me and my orgasm was still raging beyond control.

  Anthony didn’t stop until he grunted and I knew he was going to cum and when he did, as though it were somehow pre-decided that my mouth should be the cum receptacle for the night, he lifted me off and dropped me to my knees in front of him. The cock in my mouth popped out on the way only to be replaced by Anthony’s. He slammed me down onto it so that I choked and gagged as his hot and salty load began filling my mouth as well. Anthony seemed to cum forever. He seemed to cum buckets into my mouth but I sucked it eagerly and swallowed it all down, feeling like some kind of a dirty slut and an absolute whore but feeling wonderful about feeling that way.

  I sucked and I sucked, and he held me in place, and when he finally let me go, I collapsed on the floor gasping and looking at the rest of the action. The other bodies were still moving and I could see that my husband had even joined in for a second round so that Sally was sucking on his cock as she was being fucked. It wasn’t long before Anthony moved over and joined the others as well. I turned my head and I looked at the last man not involved. He shrugged and moved over too. So what the hell? I took a deep breath and headed over there, too. It was a good thing that the babysitter didn’t drop all of our kids off for thirteen more hours because we all kept fucking for nine more. There were soft lulls in the action with stroking and massages but it would always flare back up to something rough and intense.

  I had so many cocks in me and I had so many first experiences it was beyond incredible. By the time we all finally hit the showers, our lives had changed forever but it had changed in ways I was happy to embrace. Our once-a-month girls’ and boys’ nights out turned into once-a-month girls’ and boys’ weekends, and even though there were still occasional nights out, they always resulted in nights in. Usually, it was just the husbands and wives but every now and then we’d invite Anthony over as well and once we even had another couple with us. Everything had changed but looking back I think the only negative thing we ever had to deal with were higher babysitter bills.
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br />   Kaitlyn's Husband and the Pretty Girl

  An Older Man/Younger Woman Erotica Story

  by Nancy Barrett

  Copyright 2014 by Bright Lights Erotica Press

  Ella was pretty, very pretty. She was the kind of pretty that made men turn their heads and take notice right away, while women turned into catty, jealous bitches. She was pretty the way Hollywood starlets were pretty. She was pretty the way every girl-next-door in every movie was pretty. She was pretty in the way young college girls are pretty, and she looked sexy as hell at the moment with her lips wrapped around Harold’s cock.

  And she wasn’t just sucking on him in some half-hearted way. There was emotion it. She sucked like it was the most glorious and wonderful thing she’d ever experienced. Her position changed as it suited her, moving from kneeling to on-all-fours to kneeling again. One hand was at the base of his shaft, and she sucked with an enthusiasm that impressed the hell out of anyone who might be watching—in this case, Katelyn.

  Ella’s ass was high up in the air. She wore stockings and high heels, and her chest was covered with a cropped tube top. The rest of her, however, was utterly naked. Katelyn watched Harold’s hands move through the girl’s dark blonde hair, tugging and stroking and clutching. He was on his knees, leaning against the wall. The blanket beneath the pair of them was white, as were the walls around them, and Ella’s clothing was black. From an art standpoint, it was really a brilliant contrast. Realistically, though, who would ever see this and focus on the color combinations?

  Katelyn couldn’t believe what she was seeing, and the anger and jealousy that surged through her surprised her. Harold was Katelyn’s husband, and Katelyn had never met Ella before. (Of course, even if she had, it wouldn’t really make a difference.) She knew nothing of the girl who was Hollywood-starlet, girl-next-door, college-type pretty. What she did know was that Ella was sucking on a married man’s cock like it was the most wonderful cock in the world, and she was looking up at Katelyn’s husband like she loved him.

 

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