She was still pouting, “I’ve met the right guy, but he won’t fuck me.”
“I am flattered but that’s the end of this discussion.”
“Maybe I’ll offer myself to Eric Kelly. He’s still in town, you know.”
“Please don’t, sweetheart. He won’t care about you and he’ll just take what he wants.”
“Like he did with your wife?”
“Yes, I guess like that.” I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of thinking she hit me with that barb.
“And then I’ll fuck Ian. I know he wants me.”
“You don’t really mean that. You probably don’t even like the bastard. Don’t hurt yourself.”
“Then what am I supposed to do?” She touched the crotch of her shorts, “I’m wet now!”
I thought about Amy’s body language whenever I saw them together. “What about your girlfriends? Have you ever satisfied your urge with one of them?”
“You mean like lesbian sex?”
“Yes, that’s what I mean. Have you?”
“No, but I know that Alicia Kimball who I hang with occasionally is rumored to be a lesbian, though she’s never tried anything with me.”
“Do you think she’s attractive?” Before she could answer I added, “What about Amy? I’ve seen how she looks at you.”
“Amy? You really think she wants to have sex with me?”
“If I’m a judge of body language like I think I am, I’d say she thinks about it. She’s probably too afraid to try though.”
“So you’re saying I should?”
“Only if you want some hot sex with someone other than an old man like me…”
“Or an asshole like Mr. Kelly,” she interjected and then laughed heartily. “But what if you’re wrong?”
“Say to her that you think she’s the prettiest girl you know and ask her if you can kiss her. I bet she’ll say yes, and then you’re off to the moon.”
“I’ll do that next time she’s over my house. My mom will leave us alone.”
“Even if you make way too much noise while you’re both cumming?”
“Even then,” she said, and the glow was back in her eyes. “Oh, by the way, Alicia Kimball is hot, so maybe if things don’t work out with Amy I’ll give Alicia a chance.”
“That’s my girl!” Then I dropped the bombshell. “I told my wife that if she wanted to swing with your parents then it was okay with me.”
“You’d actually do it with my mother before doing it with me?”
I explained that most of my arousal would be in watching Amber. She didn’t quite understand the arousal of watching, but that was before I told her about my plan.
“Really?” she exclaimed.
“What could your folks say?”
“Wow, that would be like the hottest thing ever!”
“Could you do it?”
“Oh yeah, I’d probably be so hot just thinking about it before the time came.”
“Then we’ll make the date with your folks after you’d had a chance with either Amy or Alicia. How does that sound?”
“Like, you really are the best man in the world!” I received a big hug before she asked, “How exactly do girls have sex?”
“Oral, dear girl,” and I went on to explain in superb detail to the wide eyed and horny teen.
By the time I did my supermarket shopping and got home I was subjected to many questions from both wife and son about my tardiness. I told them I ran into an old friend and got to talking, which wasn’t necessarily a lie.
When Danny was out of earshot Amber told me that she’d called Mia Kelly and that the woman would be stopping over later with a few of the DVDs. When Mia arrived she was guarded in discussing the pool party, particularly the party that happened later. When I told her that I knew and that she didn’t have to tiptoe around the subject her whole demeanor changed.
She pulled Amber to her in a strange embrace and said, “You told him about fucking Eric?”
“Oh yes,” my wife said, “and I told him everything else, or at least the part he didn’t already know or that Madison Miller didn’t tell him.”
Mia turned to me, “And you’re okay with it?”
“That, and ready for the next step,” I said.
“You mean…?”
“Swinging, of course.”
“Oh boy, Ian will be thrilled!”
“Well, Mia, our first foray as a couple will be with the Millers. We’ll see what happens after that.”
“I’m disappointed, especially after seeing how Amber here livened things up.” She actually put a hand on my ass, and then said, “I know I would enjoy playing with you, big guy.”
Amber jumped in, “Maybe some time, but for now we’ll go slowly, get our feet wet so to speak.”
I subtly pulled my wife away from Mia and said with a grin, “And now that you’ve seen this beautiful woman in action you know it’s not her feet that get wet.”
Amber gave me a soft punch on the arm and said, “Oh, you!” though it was for show and I knew she was enjoying the digs at Mia, and by extension at her husband as well.
For now all we had to do was make sure Danny didn’t find the DVDs, and confirm our date with Josh and Selina.
Later that night when we were certain our son was asleep, we switched on the seldom used television in our bedroom and watched the first movie. We barely got to the first scene with Eric in it before Amber emitted an involuntary moan and snaked her hand down to her pussy. I pushed it away and put my hand there. “That’s my job,” I whispered. When Eric stepped from the shower in his first scene to be ogled by the female lead, one look at his body and his cock had Amber already climaxing around my fingertip. I whispered to her again, “It must have felt good.” She breathlessly nodded while her eyes were glued to the television. I then kissed her on one cheek and whispered in her ear, “It’s okay to remember. It’s okay that you offered yourself to him. It’s okay to dream. I love you and always will.”
By the time Eric was fucking his co-star in the movie, I urged Amber to mount me reverse cowgirl. My erection at this point was due to my fingers experiencing the tremors and the waterfall that was her super aroused and already orgasmic pussy. As she moved her tight ass up and down on my throbbing dick, I said, “It’s him. You’re fucking him, like you did that night after the party. He’s gonna cum deep into you. You can feel it. You can feel his big cock twitch.” I couldn’t have had better timing because just then Eric was raining a massive cumshot all over the actress.
My wife convulsed so much you’d think that we were experiencing an earthquake. She screamed incoherently as she unloaded her own copious ejaculate (girl-cum?) all over my cock and groin. And then I added my own semen to the mixture.
I knew her scream would awaken Danny so I hustled her still-trembling body under the covers and quickly shut off the television.
When Danny cautiously entered the bedroom and asked if Mommy was okay, I explained that she’d had a bad dream but was alright now. As any kid can tell you, he knew about occasional nightmares so he didn’t question my explanation, walking around the bed and giving his mother a kiss. She was extremely sweat-soaked, and with her still heavy breathing probably convinced him further that a bad dream was the culprit. He’ll know the difference someday.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” she whispered, locked onto my eyes. “As much as I’ve always loved you I never imagined you’d be so understanding. I don’t regret having sex with Eric… and the others… because you comprehend my needs so well. It’s like your sacrifice for me.”
“Calling it a sacrifice would mean that I don’t get anything out of it. Seeing you so wonderfully fulfilled is a reward in itself.”
“I hope you’re not swinging with the Millers for my sake. Selina is a hot woman and she’s got those tits.”
“Like I said, I’ll have my reward.” I didn’t reiterate that my reward would be in watching her with Josh. He’d give her a good time, especially after what
she said about being taken by a forceful man. I’d have another reward too.
She was a sexual dynamo leading up to the Saturday night we’d spend at the Millers’. Her fantasy-driven mind was on overdrive as we’d watch one of the porn videos and she’d go ballistic and cum so many times the bed would be soaked afterwards and we’d have to change the bedding before sleep. It helped that I’d stoke her internal fire by whispering in her ear as we fucked that I couldn’t wait to see her getting nailed by Josh, and even insinuated that she’d let him do her anally even though she never enjoyed it when we’d tried.
On the fateful evening we dropped Danny off at his friend Mike’s house (they were going to “camp out” in a small tent in the back yard—in other words they wouldn’t sleep much—but then again neither would we.) I was ultra-casual in some linen drawstring pants and a polo shirt while Amber wore her slinkiest knit dress that hugged her like a second skin and showed off the full length of her splendid legs.
Josh’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets when she planted her tongue between his parted lips for the wettest kiss possible as soon as he opened the door for us. The immediate intimacy surprised me before I thought about all the pent up arousal that had been building within her all day.
I’d brought a couple of bottles of champagne which Selina took from me, placing one in a chiller on their coffee table. With a knowing smile on her face as she watched my wife and her husband kissing feverishly, she took me by the hand and led me away to the kitchen with the other bottle. She wasn’t bashful: she only wore a lacy black bra and matching bikini panties. Not a bad body I thought, although I’d already seen her tits long distance so those assets weren’t a total mystery to me.
She wasn’t bashful about making the first move either. “I doubted this day would ever come,” she said after placing the second bottle on a countertop. She moved closer and brazenly grasped my pants-front. “…Then the night of the Fourth and how your wife opened up to us changed everything.”
I chuckled, “I’d say she ‘opened’ up to you, though it was mostly having Eric Kelly come to the party that did it. That was a brilliant idea. Whose was it, Ian?”
“It was actually Mia’s idea.” It was her turn to laugh. “You two don’t realize how much of a prize you were.”
“I imagine my wife had great allure to the group, but me too?”
“Oh yes! Vangie wanted you from the moment she met you. Even Gwen Mackie confessed to me that she thinks you’re a hunk, and we hadn’t yet convinced the newlyweds to swing. Don’t sell yourself short… big guy.” The ‘big guy’ comment might be presently justified since I’d grown stiff from both her touch and my imagination working on what was happening out in the living room.
“So what’s next?” I said. “I’m not up on current swinger etiquette.”
She chuckled again, and I immediately saw in my mind’s eye her daughter doing the same thing. “There isn’t a playbook for this,” she said. “You just go with the flow… do what you want… and with whom you want.” Upon the last syllable she put her arms around my neck, leaned up on tiptoes and planted her lips on mine. She had an active tongue, and I liked that.
We kissed for a while before I said, “Let’s go pop the cork and see what the other half is up to.”
As we walked to the living room she whispered lasciviously, “I can’t wait to pop your cork.”
The prior cork had already popped, since Josh and Amber were together on the sofa drinking champagne. The latter mentioned cork would have to wait to be popped later. Josh had removed his shirt and Amber’s dress was hiked up to high-thigh level. Whether she’d worn panties here or not, she currently didn’t show any. I easily saw the dribble that set my wife apart from other women, and idly wondered if their sofa was stain-proofed.
Josh stood and offered to pour champagne for me and his wife. “You were in there for a bit, so I assume you got to know each other better.”
“Of course we did,” Selina purred in prelude to placing a hand under my shirt to rub my chest and abdomen. Since the sofa was occupied I sat in an easy chair and Selina sat on my lap. While we sipped our drinks, Josh regaled my wife with a litany of superlatives on her body, her legs, and especially her libido.
“She is hot, isn’t she?” I said before Amber could offer a response.
Josh unabashedly put his hand on her pussy and slid a couple of fingers in her before he said, “Hotter than hot, I’d say.”
Selina read my mind, for she then said, “I don’t think she ever needs foreplay, honey,” before looking at me for some sort of confirmation.
Amber gave the confirmation by huskily whispering, “Take me now. No fucking around. Do it!”
She had him out of his pants in seconds before he pulled her dress up and over her head. He was already hard and without prelude got her onto her back, spread her legs and with an ankle grasped in each hand plowed right in. His rhythm was maniacal but didn’t have to be for her sake. She’d cum quickly enough, one way or the other.
“How about we get like that?” Selina said while nibbling on an earlobe.
I reached around and undid her bra, pulled it off, and threw it aside. I caressed her impressive breasts as her nipples grew taut in response. I whispered, “My pants?” She hopped off my lap and smiling pulled my pants down and off.
“My, oh my. You’re bigger than even my daughter thought you’d be,” she said before doing a little strip tease in front of me in removing her panties.
The first thing I saw was her very pronounced outer labia. Unlike my wife’s demure pussy, Selina’s outer lips were puffy and her inner lips were almost distended. I absently wondered if the feeling would be different, and then I naturally wondered what Madison’s would look like. That thought brought me to full erection.
Selina fell to her knees, placed her hands around my shaft and began to lick me. She practically willed eye contact but it didn’t work. When she swallowed my cock I was watching my wife. Amber had already loudly climaxed several times by then, and Josh was playing his macho porn star part oblivious to the realization that Amber by that time didn’t care who or how.
That’s when I saw her on the stairs. She was a vision of loveliness personified; her naked body as beautiful as I’d imagined it would be. Her eyes never left mine as she descended the remaining stairs until she looked at her father’s ass as he repeatedly thrust into my wife. When Amber began to wail in orgasm again, Madison turned back to look at me. That’s when Selina sensed something new was happening behind her and let me pop out of her mouth to look.
Maddy took one look at my hard and saliva-shiny cock and nearly swooned.
Selina exclaimed, “Oh honey, why are you down here? Please go back upstairs.”
Maddy answered her mother but continuing to alternate between the duo on the sofa and my erect cock. “I wanted to see… Carl and Amber… I needed to see them…”
To Selina’s chagrin, I arose from the chair and went to Maddy. Placing my hands on both sides of her face, forcing eye contact between us, I said softly, “You don’t need to feel left out. We’ve talked about this many times. Your time will come, sweetheart, and when it does it will be about love, not sex.”
She was in my arms and our lips met before I even realized what was happening. Ignoring my raging hard-on I kissed her as I would my wife or any lover. Selina grabbed my arm to try to pull me away from her daughter. She couldn’t do it because Maddy held me too tightly. I heard but did not see Josh separate from Amber and approach us.
Josh said, “Leave her alone, Carl. This is wrong.”
Maddy pulled her lips away from mine but didn’t let go of me. “What actually is wrong, Dad? You fucking Mrs. Reynolds is right? Mom fucking Mr. Kelly or for that matter every man in the neighborhood is right?”
Selina said, “Don’t talk to me or your father that way.”
“What? Like I’m talking dirty or something? I thought actions were stronger than words!” Before either her mom or
dad could say another word she added, “I love you, Carl. There, I said it. You deserve better than them or anyone else in this filthy neighborhood.”
While everyone else in the room was stunned into silence, I said to her, “I know you do, hon, and you know how I feel about you. Why don’t you go back upstairs and let us figure things out, okay?” I kissed her on the cheek and then whispered in her ear, “Remember what we talked about. Think about the part of me you’re interested in and use your vibrator. Imagine it’s me.”
Her eyes wet with tears, Maddy took one look at her parents before moving away. However, she didn’t immediately return to her bedroom, instead approaching Amber. “Don’t waste your time with these people, Mrs. Reynolds, you already have the best man in the world in your bed. He’s been too much of a good man to respond to my advances. He’s never touched me until we just hugged even though I wanted him to. Don’t let him get away, no matter how much you like sex. I wouldn’t if I were you.” With that, she ran upstairs crying. The last glimpse of her ass would stay burned into my mind for a while.
“Is that true?” Josh asked me.
“You mean the part about offering herself to me? Yes, that’s true, as well as the part about never touching her.”
Selina turned to face her husband. “What are we going to do?”
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