by Mia Moore
“I love you, sexy woman.” His hand cupped the back of my head and he kissed me once more. He turned when Josh handed a beer to him and took a long swallow.
“You’re right, Josh. We are such lucky guys to be here with such slutty wives.” My head turned to him at the slut term. “Slut is a good thing, a very good thing.”
“I’ll pick slut any day over being a lady. We have more fun.” Carrie giggled and stroked Don’s arm before taking a long hit of her gin.
Josh stepped close to her and pulled her in to him, kissed her temple. With a grin, watching Don and me, he asked, “Did you decide or do you need me to flip a coin?”
Carrie almost choked on the drink she was swallowing and covered her mouth with her hand, stifling a laugh. She turned to Josh and gave him a playful swat on the chest. “You’re insatiable.”
“And you love it.” He held her hand gazing into her eyes.
“Yes.” She smiled lovingly into his eyes. “But, we’re the hosts and I think Sara should try it out.” She turned to me and grinned. “Saddle up honey. You’re in for a bumpy ride.”
Chapter 7: Well Hung
Carrie picked up the strap on from the bed and stepped towards me. “If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to be a guy getting off fucking a gal, this is the next best thing, I think. You want to try it, right?”
The tingling in my clit at the thought of experimenting with this toy, getting off while fucking Carrie was almost too much. I snatched it from her hand with a wide grin on my face. “For sure!”
I held the cock on my mons and turned to face the guys, giving a waggle to the latex cock pointing at them. “What do you think? Am I well hung or what?” I giggled at the look on Don’s face. His eyes were almost popping out of his head and his mouth hung wide.
“Believe me buddy, this may seem a bit weird, seeing Sara like this but it’s fucking hot to watch. Next to the rabbit vibrator, I think this is Carrie’s favorite.” Josh took a seat on the bottom corner of the massive bed.
“Let me help you get this on.” Carrie’s hand grazed my leg as she lifted the black leather strap and placed it just above the curve of my hip. Her other hand reached between my legs to adjust the flap under the dildo, containing the vibrator. “How’s that Babe? Hitting the spot?”
I reached down and moved it up just a little so that the circular vibrator was centered on my clit. “Oh God, I can’t wait to try this.”
She reached for the strap dangling from the flap and drew it up to meet the one at my waist. It was snug but not uncomfortably so. As she repeated the straps on the other side I looked at Don and bit my lower lip. His eyes met mine and his eyebrows flickered up for a beat, his eyes bright, giving me the ‘go for it’ look. A small smile played on his lips as he leaned his ass against the dresser, waiting.
Carrie’s fingers were on my shoulder, urging me to turn and face her. She looked at me through dark eyelashes and with parted lips she kissed me, rolling her tongue along the inside of my top lip. When she placed my hand on her pussy, pushing my index finger into her slippery opening, the vibrator pressed on my clit began to whir.
Fuck, it felt so good, delicious waves of hot lust spreading from my groin…I pushed my fingers deep into her…hearing her soft moans, her sweet perfume in my nostrils, it was like a switch had been thrown. I pulled my hand from her cunt and replaced it with the thick cock I wore…rubbing it over her clit.
She seemed to melt downward, first her knee on the bed and then her body, poised in front of me on all fours. My eyes feasted on the perfect orbs of her ass, the cute puckered dark circle of her asshole but even more deliciously wanton…when she lowered her shoulders onto the bed’s surface…the swollen lips of her pussy, spread like petals of a flower.
I climbed onto the bed behind her, my knees sinking down into the cushioning, holding my faux cock, guiding it, pressing forward deep into her. The movement caused more pressure of the vibrator on my clit. Oh fuck. Driving the cock deep, feeling the sensation on my hot button HAD to be close to what a guy must feel. Even pulling out caused a pleasant sensation! Oh God! My fingers dug into the softness of her hips, steadying her as once more I thrust forward.
Her hand left the place next to her face and slid down to her clit. Her ass arched even higher, pushing back to take more of the cock inside. “Oh yeah… fuck me harder…”
Oh God, yes. I rocked back and forth, pumping hard into her cunt, the sensation on my clit driving me faster.
“Uh…uh…oh fuck.” Guttural, hoarse words escaped my throat as the first wave of bliss overcame me… “Jesus, Carrie…” I gasped and threw my head back, hanging onto her hips for dear life as she screamed in her orgasm. The pleasure was intense, bordering on pain, and seemed to go for longer than usual.
With a final groan her hips fell away and my hand flew to the surface of the bed to keep from falling over. My heart thundered in my chest as I gulped air, my other hand trying to pull the vibrating flap from my clit. And then it stopped.
“Holy shit.” Don’s hand was on my shoulder and pulling my hair back from my face.
Below me, Carrie rolled onto her side and smiled up at me, her eyes dark slits. “Wasn’t that awesome?” Her words were like the purr of a kitten.
Josh moved higher on the bed and sat beside her. His cock was once more erect. I turned my head and reached for Don, my fingers grazing over the curve of his ass. Oh my God. Josh wasn’t the only one that had been aroused by watching us.
Carrie sat up and kissed my lips softly. Her fingers moved to release the straps at my waist. “What did you think?” She gazed into my eyes, a small smile on her lips?
I didn’t need to answer because the question was totally rhetorical. Carrie had used the strap-on many times and knew the erotic effect of it. I smiled and stroked her face as she tossed the toy onto the floor.
“I need a break for a while. But the night is young. How about I get some snacks to eat and THIS time, we’ll finish our drinks before we start again.” She rose from the bed and ruffled Don’s hair. “How’s this for soft swinging? We all got off and no conventional fucking involved.” She looked at me, her gaze friendly and steady. “Do you guys still want to stick with that limit?”
My chest expanded and a pleasant light feeling spread through my body watching her. Carrie was once of the prettiest women I’d ever met, sexy as hell…but she was also nice. I could picture getting together with her for lunch or just hanging out. She was fun. I glanced at Josh and caught the loving glance he cast at her.
“Let’s have a drink and we’ll see.” I smiled at her and then turned to watch Don.
“Tell you what, I’ll help Carrie and give you two a chance to chat. If it’s still a limit, that’s cool too.” With that, Josh hopped off the bed and led Carrie from the room.
Chapter 8: Absolutely
When I heard their feet going down the stairs, I stroked Don’s face with my hand. He placed his over mine and brought my palm to his lips to softly kiss it. His eyes were serious when he looked at me.
I held my breath gazing at him. Finally after a few seconds of silence I couldn’t stand it anymore. “What do you think? I mean, I’m okay with not taking that next step. Hell, whoever thought I’d wear a strap-on and get off fucking another woman. I mean, my mind—“
“Let’s do it.”
My hand clutched his, trying to steady myself. “What?” He just smiled at me. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah.” His head tilted to the side, matching the lopsided smile. “Look, when we played with Ginny, you were okay with seeing me fuck her, even though it didn’t happen that often. We both know that it’s ME who wasn’t sure about seeing you with another guy, right?”
I nodded and squeezed his hand.
“They’re nice. I like them. But what totally sold me on the idea is the fact they’re so much in love—STILL, after what, ten, fifteen years of marriage? And, you love me. Josh is no threat to me. Hell, how different is it actually fucking the gu
y? I mean you sucked him off, so…” He leaned forward and kissed my lips softly.
“You’re sure?” My eyes searched his face for any sign of reticence, any ‘taking one for the team’ type thing.
“Absolutely.” He nodded, affirming his answer.
I shook my head to clear it and grinned. “Plus…you get to fuck Carrie. Is that it?”
“Why not? YOU did.” He chortled and pulled me into his chest. “When they pulled that strap-on out, I thought it was kind of weird but, you know, it was fucking hot to watch. Josh was right about that.”
Before I had a chance to comment, footsteps on the stairs silenced me. A few moments later, Carrie appeared carrying a tray of cold cuts, cheese and crackers. “I don’t know about you, but sex always makes me hungry.”
“We’re in.” Don’s voice was low.
My head swiveled to gape at him. Wow. He was really serious about this.
“Great!” Carrie set the tray in the middle of the bed and took a seat on the end, next to Don. “No pressure but if you’re really okay with it…” She leaned into my guy and kissed his lips, rolled her tongue suggestively over them. Her fingers trailed through the hair on his chest, down the firm abs to his cock which immediately responded.
At movement in the doorway, I saw Josh enter the room with a repeat of the drinks. He smiled watching Carrie for a few moments and set the tray on the dresser.
I took the drink he handed me and he nudged her shoulder with another glass. “Carrie.”
She broke off the kiss and smiled up at him, taking the drink in her free hand, reluctant it seemed to release Don’s shaft. Under her expert hands she was getting him hard again, and he had only cummed a few minutes ago!
“Hey buddy, here’s your beer.” He handed Don an icy bottle and then took at seat on the bed across from me. “So, it’s a go I take it.” He patted the spot next to him and with a jerk of his head, signaled for me to sit next to him.
My stomach was fluttery as I moved to his side. Sure, I’d tasted and licked that spear-like cock of his…had a terrific ‘O’ with Carrie but there was a longing emptiness in my pussy. Fuck, in my whole life, I’d only had sex with three guys; it was no wonder I was excited about feeling Josh’s cock in me. The fact that he was ten years younger, had a terrific body, was handsome as hell had nothing to do with it. Yeah right.
When I was settled next to him, I reached for a piece of meat and some cheese, stuffing them into my mouth, grinning as I chewed.
“Have I ever told you about my first time with an older woman? I find your age sexy as hell, Sara.” His fingers drifted along my thigh, inching higher.
I shook my head and adjusted myself on the bed, so that I sat cross legged, a yoga meditation pose. If his fingers wanted to do some exploration, I had an almost virgin territory to explore. I glanced across at Don, to find that even as he munched on a cracker, he was doing a little exploring on his own, filling a hand with the flesh of one of Carrie’s breasts.
“We went to a club in Toronto for New Year’s Eve. It was so hot, being with her. I never knew older women were such an attraction for me.” His fingers traced the crease where my thigh and pussy met. His eyes smoldered, hypnotizing me with the intensity of his gaze.
Without thought, as if it had a mind of its own, my hand brushed across his muscular thigh and ended up on his cock. I stroked the slit, pleasantly surprised to feel a bead of pre-cum waiting. I lifted my finger and licked it off, gazing into his eyes.
“You know, you’ll only be the fourth guy I’ve ever had sex with.”
The sudden jerk back of his head, eyes wide open, staring at me made me smile and then sigh.
He shook his head from side to side. “Oh Sara. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…And the most important thing about all of this is your relationship with Don. This is just a way of spicing things up for the two of you.”
“It’s not just that, Josh.”
I looked across at Carrie. I didn’t know she and Don had been listening to us.
“Sure, we fuck like rabbits for weeks after a sexual play session with another couple but we also come away from it, knowing ourselves and each other better. In lots of ways, the relationship deepens.” Carrie popped a cracker and cheese into her mouth.
“Maybe I’m dumb but I don’t get that.” Don’s eyebrows were questions marks when he looked at her.
“For us, we found out each other’s fantasies and did them. I was surprised to find that Carrie got turned on by the idea of a gang bang. I was even more surprised to find how juiced up it got me, watching and participating.” Josh grinned at Carrie and then looked at Don.
I sat perfectly still, holding my breath, digesting not only the food but Josh’s words. A gang bang? And the way he’d said it…so casually as if he’d just stated her preference for cherries over apples. But another part of me, the part exposed between spread thighs felt a pulse of lust. I looked at Carrie, picturing her curvy body and a gang of guys lined up to fuck her. What would that be like?
Don’s eyes were like ping pong balls darting from Carrie to Josh. After the initial shock, his hand rose, fingers toying with her nipple. “You liked that?”
Carrie leaned forward and took the last of the cold cuts and held it in her hand as she regarded Don. “Did you like the threesome with that woman and Sara? I mean when they turned their attention to you? That was a fantasy, right?”
“Well, yeah.” His mouth pulled to the side.
“If you had done that with just any two women, would it have been nearly the fun as it was when Sara was part of it?” She popped the food into her mouth and rubbed her hands together, brushing the crumbs away.
I jerked upright and leaned forward. “I would have killed him if he’d done that without me.”
His gaze turned to me. “I’d never. If you recall, it was YOU Ginny was attracted to—“
My eyes flashed at him. “And when she wanted to get together without you, what did I say? NO.”
Josh raised his hand, palm outward. “That’s another point--the fact that you play together and only when you’re together. Also, as you’re going to soon learn, Don, in this game, women call the shots. Of course we each can veto, but when it comes to stretching limits, it’s Carrie who gives the green light.”
As I sat pondering his words, I shook my head and started to laugh. “I’m not laughing at you but it’s kind of odd. When I first got interested in the lifestyle, I thought that it was pretty free-wheeling, no holds barred, sex. But really, there are rules…lots of rules, aren’t there?” I turned to Josh and noticed the corners of his lips also twitch, about to smile.
Carrie chortled, “We sometimes think of it as carrying a can of gasoline with a lit cigarette in your mouth. It’s fun but if there wasn’t complete communication and… respect between a couple—what you could refer to as ‘rules’, then it can blow up in your face.” She leaned forward and lifted the tray in her hands.
Josh cleared his throat and added, “That’s why we gave you time to touch base with each other about a full swap. When you came in, you said you were just going to do soft swing, and then you changed your mind. We just wanted to make sure, YOU were sure about that.” He stroked my thigh and gave it a little squeeze.
Carrie stood up and set the tray on the dresser. “And if you have second thoughts, that’d okay too. Isn’t it Josh, even though I know you’re dying to fuck Sara.”
I looked at Don, silently touching base, reading his face. He gave a small nod and smile which I was only too happy to return. There was one thing Carrie and Josh didn’t have right in this scenario. Because it was the first time Josh would see me with another guy, HE had first right of refusal.
Carrie stepped back to the bed and stood next to Don. He turned to her and nuzzled into her breasts. The last glance, before Josh folded me in his arms was Don’s lips sucking her button-like nipple into his mouth.
Chapter 9: If You Think This Was Hot…
A shiver of
delight raced through my body when Josh’s mouth pressed into the curve of my neck. My hands raced over his bare back, feeling the taut muscles under his satin skin.
Now that Don and I had affirmed that we were each eager to step into this new decadent level of eroticism—full swap—every cell in my body responded. Josh’s tongue was hot on my skin, the scent of his cologne, the scrape of his rough beard on the tender skin of my neck, his hands on my breasts, fingers toying with my nipples…oh God, it was licentious.
There was a rustle of cloth and longing sigh and I glimpsed Don and Carrie easing down on the bed to lie next to us. The top of his head was next to my elbow as he lowered to lathe and suckle her breast. Slender, manicured fingers massaged through his hair and she sighed.
There was no jealousy, only joy and desire as I watched them.
The view of my husband and Carrie was blocked for a few moments, when Josh moved his body farther down the bed to grasp my knees and pull my legs apart, kneeling between them. His cock was turgid, thick and dark except for the lighter helmet head. I gasped and pushed my legs farther apart, unable to take my eyes from it and willing it forward. I glanced at his face, the parted full lips and eyes focused on my pussy.
“Fuck me…” It was a whispered plea that I breathed.
“Not yet.” He smiled and before I knew it, his hands were under my ass lifting me. He bent over to kiss my mons and lower...
“Ah God, that’s good.” I strained forward, raising my head to watch his tongue extend and flick quickly over my clit, sending thrills to my very fingertips.
Carrie’s leg brushed against mine and I glanced over. Don’s hand circled his thick shaft, guiding it to Carrie’s opening. I smiled and reached for her breast, scraping my fingernail on the nipple.
“Oh yeah…” She moaned as Don thrust deep into her.
Josh licked my pussy in long slow movements, still with tongue extended. It was all so fucking raunchy and hot, watching my guy fuck a sexy woman right next to me while her husband ate me out—sinful and sensual.