by Mary Patton
"Swingers? Do you meet other couples for sex? Tell me more about it!" Jackpot! Jackpot! Adriana really deserved a reward for that!
"What's there to say? We meet other couples, have a drink, get to know them, and if we all love each other, we have sex."
"That is incredible!" Blair had her eyes wide open, her mouth wide open - but most importantly, she smiled. "How do you meet them?"
"On the Internet," I said. "There are a few websites. Couples post profiles of themselves, what they like, maybe a picture, and if you like their look, you contact them. After that, it's a matter of chemistry."
"And you have a profile? With a picture?" Blair was really interested.
"Oh yes," said Adriana. "Our faces are not on it, but it's a very revealing image."
"Holy shit!" She said. "You mean naked?" Adriana nodded. "And you meet some really kinky people?"
"No," I said. "People are very honest about what they like and don't like and respect the wishes of others. We're not interested in really kinky stuff, and we're a little vanilla for swingers looking for that kind of thing."
"Neither of us do anal or S&M," says Adriana. "Steve is not bisexual, but if I'm with the right woman and in a good mood, I can be a little bi. But it only happens when I'm a little drunk and the woman is really hot."
"Vanilla?"
"Plain," I said.
"I wouldn't call a wife exchange plain, Steve."
"For you, it probably isn't," says Adriana. "But for us, it's exciting. Our sex lives are so much better. I have incredible orgasms now, when we swing and at home with Steve."
"How does it feel to watch Steve sleep with another woman?"
"Aroused honestly. It's a huge turn on. And I know he feels the same way when I fuck other men." Blair's eyes widened and a big smile grew on her face when Adriana said the word fucking. "I saw him masturbate while I was with a group of men. He can't deny that he gets off from it."
"So, are you serious? You wouldn't mind if I slept with him."
"Of course not. And if you don't mind, I'd love to be there with you." Blair seemed really shocked at that point. "I won't do anything to make you uncomfortable, don't worry about it."
"Neither do I," I said. "Swingers are just for fun. If it's not fun, don't do it. Do you think it would be fun if we slept together?"
"God yes," she said, "but I don't know if I could."
Adriana got up. "Let's start slowly, then," she said. "Come here, Steve." I went through the kitchen to see my wife, and she started unbuttoning my shirt.
"Damn it," said Blair. "You're serious!"
"No commitment, Blair. Come play with Steve. I know he'll like it."
"It's my birthday," I said as I pushed my shirt and Adriana untied my pants. She pushed them down and my erection came out. Blair's eyes were glued to it.
"Come closer," Adriana told me, pushing me towards where Blair was sitting. Adriana took my dick in her hand and started jerking it off. “Come feel him, Blair."
Blair slowly stretched herself and took my dick in her hand as Adriana moved towards my balls. I moaned with pleasure as the two women stroked and massaged me, and I went down to the front of Adriana's pants to finger her. She had prepared for my birthday: she was shaved and didn't wear panties. For a few seconds, the three of us had fun before Adriana spoke again.
"Have you ever fantasized about Steve while you masturbate?" she asked. Blair blushed, and Adriana took that as a yes. "So now it's real. Let him go down on you, he's good at it. And then let him fuck you. It will be good for both of you."
I think it would have been a little too much for Blair if she didn't already have my hard dick in her hand. "Don't feel guilty," I said. "Adriana doesn't mind. And if you want me to stop, say no. I won't mind, and you won't be leading me on. I'm sure Adriana will still give me my birthday present."
We both saw Blair visibly relax in her seat. "Try this," says Adriana. "He loves it." She leaned over and took the tip of my dick in her mouth to suck it for a few moments. When she stopped, Blair nervously took my head in her mouth and sucked it very gently, much softer than usual, but the novelty of seducing our old friend more than compensated for that. It was one of the most exciting blowjobs I'd had in years.
After a few minutes, she stopped and looked at me nervously. "Your turn," I said. I took my pants off my ankles and dropped them on the floor, then I took her hand to get her up. I kissed her on the neck and touched her, listening to her breath. Then I started unbuttoning her blouse. "Don't forget, say no if you want me to stop." I knew she wouldn't do it, and in a few moments, I would untie her bra and lick her nipples.
We both watched Adriana, who was taking off her pants. "Don't mind me," she said. "I'm just going to enjoy the show." She pulled her pants down and Blair was out of breath.
"Your pubic hair! What happened to it?"
"I shaved it," she said. "Steve and I love it bare. It excites him, since I look like a little girl… Plus everything is so sensitive there that it makes the oral sex so much better." She spread her legs and started fingering herself. "Go ahead, Blair. Have a good time."
Blair must have felt my hard cock beat in her hand when she saw my wife masturbating in front of both of us because she looked down on it, pulling her nipple away from my tongue. I stood up and looked her in the eye. "It's just friends having fun together. I like doing this, but it won't change how much I like you, no matter what." She looked me in the eye, worried and thirsty at the same time. I took the risk of unbuttoning her jeans, then slowly slipped my hand over the front of them. She squeezed my dick harder and my fingertips slipped closer and closer to her pussy, slipped into the tight moisture between her lips, and then started stroking her clitoris. She wobbled slightly on her feet, moving them away from each other, giving me easier access to her warm, wet pussy, and resting her hand and head on my shoulder, always holding my hard cock in her other hand.
Slowly, I stroked her clitoris while kissing her neck and ear, feeling her hand stroking my cock from top to bottom. After a few minutes, her grip tightened, and she started working on my shaft a little faster. I didn't react and kept tickling her clit with one hand and holding her ass in the other until I felt his whole pelvis starting to twist. Slowly, I started pushing her pants and panties down, first by uncovering her behind and hairy pussy, then using both hands until her clothes were around her ankles.
I took her ass with both hands and lifted her up on the kitchen table and took off her shoes and pants. "Put your feet on my shoulders," I said. I knelt and looked at her pussy and she gently put her feet on either side of my head. It had been over ten years since Adriana had started trimming and shaving her pubic hair, and all the women I had met while swinging had spent a lot of time either shaving their pussy cleanly or trimming a very clean bush. Blair, however, had a mane of black and neglected hair around her wet pussy, and the novelty and innocence of it sent a powerful jolt of excitement throughout my entire body. I pulled her lips apart with my thumbs and threw my face into the wet depths of her pussy, drinking with greed.
Blair cried with pleasure and I responded by pushing two fingers deep into her pussy, trying to see if she had that rough and sensitive spot on the wall of her pussy that triggered intense reactions, but she had been alone for two years - everything I touched triggered an explosion.
I realized that Adriana looked familiar to me, something I didn't know because I was so focused on eating that neglected pussy: "Fuck you, Steve! Put your dick in that pussy and blow her brains out!" I got up and looked at Blair, who was covered in sweat and panting.
"Fuck me, Steve! Oh, my God, I need to fuck! Fuck me hard!" I used my hands to open her pussy lips and guide the tip of my dick between them, then I pushed it in, loud and fast, and Blair screamed out loud, "MMM FUCK YOUR SLUT!"
She grabbed my ass as I started pushing in and out of her hungry pussy, shouting "Take it, take it" as my dick hit the crests in her pussy's muscles. Her shocked screams of "Fuck!!!" just stimulated me an
d I pumped harder and faster, watching Adriana push her fingers in and out of her pussy.
Blair's grip on my ass was getting tighter and tighter and starting to hurt me, a delicious spur to make me grow stronger and faster. I squeezed her breasts in my hands and pushed my dick into her pussy repeatedly, feeling her squeeze and her whole body tightening more and more until, suddenly, she screamed and pulled me so hard that I couldn't move back. I felt the muscles of her pussy squirting around my dick and her stomach shivering against mine as she panted rhythmically as she tried to catch her breath.
After a while, she pushed me away and Adriana grabbed my dick with greed. "You haven't cum yet, have you? I need that dick!" She sat on the table next to Blair and pulled my dick into her pussy and we started to fuck right next to Blair, who looked with big eyes when I pushed my nob, still covered in her juice, into my wife's naked pussy.
That was enough for me - I felt the orgasm approaching and, as usual, Adriana saw it in my eyes. "Yes," she said, "cum into me." I watched her breasts bounce as I fucked her hard, listening to the cries of pleasure she was making until, just as I started cumming, I pulled out of her and jerked off a huge load all over her smooth pussy, her legs and belly, and the kitchen table.
"Mmmm…." says Blair, "That was unbelievable."
"We're not finished yet," I said. "How close are you, Adriana?"
"Shut up and eat me," she said thirstily. With her hands pushing my head, I buried my face in her wet pussy and pushed two fingers against the rough wall where I knew her G spot was. Her hands were pulling hard on my face and I felt the muscles squeezing harder and harder - it would only be moments. She cried louder and louder and higher until, suddenly, everything became tense and tight and I was held in a suffocating first-face grip in her orgasmic pussy; I had always said that, that's how I wanted to die - well, who didn't want to?
After a few moments, I got up and looked at Blair, who was still naked on the edge of our kitchen table. She looked at Adriana, also naked, panting beside her as she was recovering from an orgasm.
I leaned over to kiss Blair. "It's that simple," I said. "It doesn't change us, but it does make everything so much better."
Chapter One
"Why are you grinning like that?" I asked my stepmother, sitting in the armchair across from me and smiling, sipping her glass of wine.
"Hmm," she said.
I also drank the same wine from my glass. It was a bit strange for my mother to tell me to drink alcohol. It wasn’t that she forbade me, but out of respect I never did it before her eyes. Maybe it changed now because it was my 18th birthday.
"Does the wine taste good?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied. It really did. It was a sweet rose wine.
"And ..." I started. "What is my gift?"
It was strange to have to ask, but it was 9pm now and my stepmother had not given me anything. Sure, she was not obliged to, but I actually expected something for my 18th.
"What is my gift?" She replied. I didn’t understand her.
"Today is Mother's Day," she said dryly when she realized I was standing on the tube. Fuck. In the thought of my birthday, I totally forgot that. I didn’t even get flowers.
"Sorry, Mom, I totally forgot that!"
"I thought so," she smiled.
She got up and walked very slowly towards me. Slightly tipsy, she came to me in her revealing dress on the sofa and sat down next to me.
"Do you think I'm a good mother?" she asked as she sat next to me. Her revealing cleavage irritated me, and I tried not to look at my stepmother's breasts.
"Of course," I spoke without much thought. Of course, she was a good mother. After all, she managed to make everything possible for me as a single mother.
"Do you love me?" she asked me. Despite the strange and unfamiliar situation, I quickly replied, "Yeah, Mom."
"You know..." she said, running her index finger over her chest. You have been the center of my life since you were a little kid. And even though I have you, I sometimes feel very lonely."
"I'm sorry?"
Suddenly she lifted her leg and sat down on me.
So far, it was just a bit strange, since I wasn’t used to such conversations and situations with my stepmother. But now she sat on my lap and my eyes couldn’t avoid her cleavage. Suddenly I was as close to my stepmother as it’s allowed for son and a mother. I felt the warmth of her thighs on mine and knew that my penis was only separated from the fabrics of our clothes. It caused a lot of discomfort. "Don’t get hard," I thought at the moment. Sure, I didn’t care for my stepmother in any way, but in the end, I was exposed to stimuli that could easily lead to an erection. The optical charm of her plump neckline and the purely physical touch of our private parts.
"Um... mom?" I tried to point out the strangeness of the situation.
"You know..." she said slightly drunk.
"Mama, it's getting a bit strange now ..."
I had no idea what was happening. Suddenly my stepmother pulled on her dress until she completely bared her breasts. I was scared but couldn’t look away. My stepmother showed me her big, surprisingly aesthetic breasts. They were much larger than a handful, her areola were dark, but the hard nipples protruding were slightly rosy. My stepmother wasn’t too old at 37, but I still wouldn’t have expected to see two such beautiful breasts. Even though it was my stepmother's breast that I admired, my penis didn’t care. I only saw two very sexually excited breasts which sucked the blood out of my body.
"You used to love my breasts," she said. I couldn’t concentrate on her words.
"You couldn’t get enough of me."
My cock got bigger and harder from millisecond to millisecond and I felt it spread in my shorts. Think of metal, think of tools. Screws, screwdrivers, nut. Not helpful, hammer, pliers, lock, key...
"I love to have my breasts touched. It’s a really nice feeling."
Brain to cock: status report.
Hardness at 70%. Blood volume 63ml. Readiness in 7 seconds.
Cancel mission! Cancel mission! 6, 5, 4, ...
"Do you like them?" she asked. 3, 2, 1 ... The answer she felt directly below.
Cock to brain: hardness 100%. We are ready for action.
Did I like her tits? Damn, every heterosexual man would like her tits. I would also like them even more if they weren’t the tits of my stepmother! I didn’t like it. This was all my dick.
"Apparently they like you a lot," she said, moving her hip to my cock. Please don’t rub, I thought to myself. Just the idea that my stepmother was rubbing against me with her pussy was deeply disturbing.
"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked. I should’ve said that she should stop. If necessary, push away, but something in me prevented me from doing so. I think at that moment I realized what it means to "think with your penis"
"I'm curious," she said. Suddenly she dismounted from me. As she lifted her leg, I involuntarily saw that she wasn’t wearing panties. "Oh god," I groaned as my stepmother knelt in front of me and went to my pants.
"Mom, you shouldn’t do that," I said, but I didn’t resist her taking off my pants.
"Mom," I said as she had her hands on my shorts and was about to pull them down.
"I want to see how big you have become"
With a curious look, she pulled on my boxer shorts and immediately jumped out my cock.
"Wow," my stepmother was amazed when she saw it. "That's really a big penis"
I blushed. It was a really uncomfortable situation. But I must confess that I was quite flattered.
My stepmother touched me directly on my cock.
"Mom, we can’t do that," I said softly again.
"I want it," she said, leaning forward. "Absolutely," her lips sounded before they touched my penis and my stepmother took my dick in her mouth. "Mama," I groaned as I had that wonderful feeling. I couldn’t believe it and didn’t want to admit it, but I liked it. Well, who doesn’t like being blown? Only the aftertaste disturbed me: it was the mouth o
f my stepmother, who was blowing me.
I didn’t understand why she did it and I was absolutely sure that I didn’t want it. Still, I didn’t mind. One half of me fought against it, the other enjoyed it.