Our First Time: Anthology of Wife Swapping

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  Thе аdvеnturе wаѕ оvеr. They hаd survived it, and еvеn аѕ they ѕtерреd оut оf thе wrесkаgе оf thе hоuѕе, Tаmаrа knew thеу were ѕtrоngеr thаn whеn they саmе. What thеу shared wаѕ сrаzу, аnd ѕоmеtimеѕ she wоndеrеd how it could bе, but thеm finding еасh оthеr had bееn thе mоѕt nаturаl thing in thе world. She lоvеd him еvеn more, аnd despite thе wild inѕеnѕiblе ѕеx thаt ѕhе hаd with Briаn, Kelvin wаѕ thе man ѕhе wаntеd tо wake uр nеxt tо tоmоrrоw. Their littlе Gracie had show unuѕuаl brаvеrу аnd undеrѕtаnding. Thеу ѕhоwеred hеr with аll thе аffесtiоn thеу had, аnd in fасt lеt hеr develop еvеn more bad hаbitѕ bеуоnd сhеwing оn еvеrу рiесе оf furniture аvаilаblе. Thе аftеrmаth оf the hurricane wаѕ very dеvаѕtаting fоr hоmеѕ and рrореrtу оwnеrѕ in and аrоund Nеw Orlеаnѕ. Evеrуоnе had tо start frоm the ѕсrаtсh, аnd thе gоvеrnmеnt оffеrеd little hеlр to the реорlе. With timе however, Nеw Orleans got bасk on itѕ fееt. Thе hurriсаnе еxреriеnсе wаѕ ѕееn аѕ a chance to start оvеr, and thаt was exactly whаt the реорlе did. Thеу ѕtаrtеd оvеr. Tamara guеѕѕеd thаt wаѕ thеir сuе tоо, thеу ѕtаrtеd оvеr аnd wеnt оn tо grоw in their lоvе, wаxing ѕtrоnger bу the dау.

  Tаmаrа succeeded in totally аnd irredeemably ѕроiling Grасiе. Thе more Kelvin triеd to trаin thе dоg, the more ѕhе bесаmе wayward. Shе bit оff hiѕ gloves whilе he wаѕ wеаring them оnсе, аnd while he chased аftеr hеr and triеd to get his glоvе bасk, Tamara juѕt sat оn thе couch аnd lаughеd. She еvеn tооk a vidео!

  Abоut a уеаr into thе hurriсаnе experience, Kеlvin had finаllу finished lаw ѕсhооl, аnd nоw wоrkеd at a lаw firm thаt drаinеd him оf аll ѕеxuаl еnеrgу. Tаmmу, as hе ѕtаrtеd to саll her, wоkе uр оnе morning fееling vеrу sick. Thеir viѕit to the hоѕрitаl showed thаt ѕhе hаd bееn pregnant fоr thrее months аlrеаdу without knоwing. Kеlvin was ѕurрriѕеd, but then he wаѕ hарру. Their little family was finally going tо be соmрlеtе. In a ԛuiеt сеrеmоnу three mоnthѕ lаtеr, thеу wеrе mаrriеd.

  Sоmеtimе in the middlе оf thе night ѕооn after thе wedding, Kеlvin wоkе up in the middlе оf thе night. Hе hаd bееn hаving thаt drеаm аgаin… there wаѕ ѕtrаwbеrrу in the rооm… hе jumреd оut of bed аnd nеаrlу hit hiѕ hеаd.

  “Nоt tоnight Tаmmу! Dоn’t you dаrе!!!” hе ѕаid, giving her hiѕ worst look еvеr.

  Shе just lау back in bеd аnd laughed аt him, knоwing thаt hе didn’t hаvе it in him tо lеаvе her in the bеd аѕ he always thrеаtеnеd. Grudgingly, hе wаlkеd back tо her аnd jоinеd her in thе bеd.

  “Wasn’t рrеgnаnсу ѕuрроѕеd to bring оut a sense оf rеѕроnѕibilitу in lаdiеѕ?”

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  We pulled up to the cabin, gravel crunching under our tires. By the light of the headlights, I could see floor-to-ceiling windows extending up from the cedar porch to the peaked roof, and past the structure, pine trees fading into the darkness.

  “God, it’s beautiful,” I marveled, and looked over my shoulder at Mike and Audrey. “This is going to be such a lovely weekend.”

  Holding hands across the backseat, they smiled, still looking out the windows at the dark woods as Bill parked the car. Mike had been working with my husband, Bill, for several years. Celebrating a team bonus, they’d decided to rent a cabin for a long weekend getaway. The couple were older than Bill and me by ten years, but we’d always gotten along swimmingly. Audrey was sweet and beautiful, and I’d always secretly found her husband handsome, in a salt and pepper kind of way.

  I got out of the car, shivering in the cool night air, and followed Bill up to the porch. He unlocked the door as Mike and Audrey grabbed their suitcases and came in behind us. I felt around on the dark wall and turned on the light switch. Recessed lights illuminated the open space, filling the living room and kitchen with a warm glow. Down a short hall, I could see a couple doors, presumably leading to the bedrooms.

  “Oh, I’m exhausted,” Audrey said, dropping her bag in the entryway.

  “Why don't you go find our room,” Mike replied, picking it up.

  She walked down the hallway, but quick exploration revealed only one bedroom with two queen beds, instead of two bedrooms.

  “Oh no,” I said. “There must have been a mix up with the rental company.”

  “It’s too late tonight to get it changed,” Bill said, running his fingers through his hair.

  “It’s all right,” Mike said. “It’s not that big a deal.” He carried his bags into the back while Bill and I finished unloading the car.

  When we were all settled, Audrey opened a bottle of Cabernet and poured glasses for everyone. Mike turned on the gas fireplace, and we sat on the large leather couches in the living room, sipping red wine, and talked about what to do the next day.

  By the time I’d finished my glass, I was already tipsy and yawning so often my cheeks ached. I finally stood and stretched. “I think I’m ready for bed.”

  “Go ahead, honey, I’ll be right in,” Bill said, then paused, glancing at the other two. “Well, we’ll be right in.”

  They laughed, and I smiled drowsily. “Don’t stay up too late.”

  I went into the bedroom, put on a tank top and sleep shorts, and slipped under the covers. Bill came in few minutes later. “Sorry about the room mix-up, babe.”

  “It’s okay,” I said sleepily. “It'll be fine.”

  He kissed me on the forehead, changed, and climbed in bed beside me. I had almost fallen asleep when the others came in a while later. Although the room was dark, I rolled over to give them some privacy.

  “You’d better put on some boxers,” Audrey whispered. “I don’t think they’ll appreciate seeing your morning wood.”

  “What are you talking about?” Mike joked. “This thing is a gift from God.”

  I heard muffled giggling, then everything went quiet.

  Good, I thought, they’re going to bed. I hope he doesn’t snore. I started to doze off, then heard something else. Wet noises. Were they… making out? I cracked open my eyes. By the moonlight slanting through the window, I could see him on top of her, kissing her passionately. No way… I carefully nudged Bill.

  “Babe, wake up,” I whispered, the words barely audible.

  Stirring, he blinked blearily, then his eyes widened as he realized what was happening. A devilish smile on his face, he scooted closer, spooning me so he could watch over my shoulder.

  Mike pulled down the lacy neckline of Audrey’s negligee, exposing her bare tits, which glowed a milky pale in the moonlight. Dipping his head, he sucked on them, his saliva gleaming on her puckered nipples.

  I was surprised to discover I was getting aroused by watching this, and when Bill snuck his hand up to cup my own breast, I didn’t stop him. Bill gently pinched my hard nipple, and I arched against him, pressing my ass against his groin.

  Audrey moaned softly, one hand pressed to her mouth.

  “Quiet,” he whispered, glancing our direction, and she nodded.

  He threw off the covers, apparently unconcerned about waking us up, and freed his erection from his boxers. By the moonlight, I could see his impressive length, and a pang of arousal spiked through me. As I watched, Mike pulled Audrey's underwear to the side and thrust into her.

  Wriggling my hips, I could feel my husband’s erection pressing against me. As one hand crept beneath the blankets, he surreptitiously pulled my shorts down and pushed my upper leg forward, spreading my thighs. I briefly considered trying to stop him, but that would only get their attention. Besides, as much as I hated to admit it, I couldn’t believe how hot this was. Bill gripped my hip, his fingers digging into the tender flesh, and slid his cock into me. I stiffened, pleasure rippling through me, as his hard length filled and stretched my pussy.

 
; Pushing back against Bill, I watch Mike thrusting into his wife, one hand held over her mouth to keep her quiet. She clutched at his wrist, her eyes wide with passion, the springs squeaking under their motion. Bill moved inside me with short strokes, trying not to draw attention. I slid one hand down to my clit and rubbed it in tiny circles, feeling a familiar tightening as pleasure coiled inside me. Closing my eyes, I panted softly, desperate to thrust back against him, rubbing my clit as Audrey moaned. Bill thrust into me harder, pushing my hips into the bed, and pleasure broke over me, my muscles rippling with orgasm. I opened my eyes as Bill shot his cum inside me, his cock throbbing inside my tight pussy. For a second, I almost thought I saw Mike looking our direction, but I couldn’t be sure.

  With a grunt, Mike stiffened, pumping his wife full of cum. A low moan escaped Audrey’s muffled mouth as she shook with her own orgasm. After moment, he lay beside her, slinging an arm around her waist.

  “Good night,” he whispered, loud enough for us to hear.

  I lay frozen, scared we were caught, but Bill only rolled onto his side, grunting sleepily. In the silence that followed, I listened to the heavy sound of breathing turn into snores, and finally fell asleep myself.

  The next morning, Mike and Audrey acted normally over breakfast, and although I exchanged a couple looks with my husband, I was relieved they hadn’t realized we were awake. We all spent the day hiking around a nearby lake, and made it back to the cabin by late afternoon.

  After a dinner of steak and mashed potatoes, we all sat around the table, happy and sated.

  “This was excellent,” Mike said, leaning back and rubbing his stomach.

  As I finished the last swallow of my wine, Bill stood up to clear table.

  “You know what we should do,” he said, picking up plates. “We should take advantage of the hot tub outside. It’ll feel great on our sore muscles.”

  “Good idea,” Mike agreed. “You ladies should go change. I’ll help finish cleaning up.”

  I headed back to the bedroom with Audrey. I pulled my bikini out of my suitcase and reached for the button on my jeans, then hesitated. “Want me to change in the bathroom?”

  Audrey shrugged. “I don’t care. We’re both girls, right?”

  She stripped off her dress, revealing a black lace bra and matching panties. Surprised, I couldn’t help but look, admiring her firm body, as she reached around and unsnapped her bra. Her breasts were remarkably round and perky.

  “Are those…?” I started to ask, then shut my mouth, embarrassed.

  “Yeah,” she said brightly, apparently unaware of my discomfort. “They’re new. Do you like them?”

  “Yeah, they’re… very nice.”

  She laughed, tying a bright red string bikini over her large tits, then reached for her panties. I turned around before I could see more, cheeks burning. Pulling off my jeans and underwear, I quickly slid the stretchy, tropical print fabric up over my curvy hips, then peeled off my shirt. I tugged the bikini cups over my own sizable breasts and tied a towel around me.

  I walked back out to kitchen with Audrey, and found the men blending a pitcher of margaritas.

  “Looking good,” Bill whistled, pouring me a glass. “Go on out. Get the tub heated up for us.”

  We headed outside, shivering against the cool summer air. With Audrey’s help, I took the hard top off the hot tub. The water was already warm, and we cranked the temperature up and turned on the jets. Audrey slid in, moaning appreciatively. I sat on the edge of the tub and dipped my feet in the water, still wrapped in my towel, and sipped the icy margarita. I was already a little buzzed from dinner, but the citrusy drink was delicious.

  The men came out, another tray of drinks in hand, and set them by edge of tub. Bill pinched my ass, and I yelped, almost spilling my drink.

  “Bill, if there was a pool here, I would throw you in it,” I threatened, swatting at him.

  “Oh, I’m so scared,” he teased, going to sit beside Audrey. “You’ll protect me, right?” Laughing, she agreed as I unwrapped my towel. As I slid into the water, I noticed Mike checking me out, and I blushed.

  The water was hot enough to make heat rise in my face, and I drank my margarita, probably too quickly, to cool off. Before I knew it, my margarita was already gone. Bill laughed and handed me his. I knew I probably shouldn’t drink it, but it tasted so good. Through my tipsy haze, I realized that he and Audrey were sitting pretty close together. Was her hand on his leg? It was hard to tell beneath the bubbling surface. I shook my head, but that only made everything wobble.

  I felt a tickle at the back of my neck, and the strings of my bikini fell into the water, my tits spilling out of my untied bikini.

  “Oops, sorry.” My words sounded slurred, and I started to pull my top back up.

  “It’s okay baby,” Bill said. “You’re gorgeous.”

  I frowned, confused. “But…”

  “Here.” He untied Audrey’s bikini top, revealing her perky breasts. “Now you two match.”

  She giggled, resting one manicured hand against Bill’s chest. Although I knew I should cover up, I had to admit the bubbles felt nice on my hard nipples. I felt a hand cup one of my swollen tits and looked over to see Mike.

  “You’re so sexy,” he growled, lust burning in his eyes.

  “Isn’t it getting hot in here?” Bill sat on the edge of the hot tub, his erection bulging against his suit.

  “Honey,” Mike said pleasantly. “Why don’t you help him with that?”

  I watched, shocked and turned on, as Audrey pulled my husband’s swim trunks open and began stroking his stiff cock.

  Mike scooted closer to me, one arm resting around my shoulders as his other hand squeezed and groped my tits. His touch drifted lower, smoothing down my soft stomach and to my bikini bottoms. The combined sensation of his wandering fingers and the pounding jets of the hot tub sent dizzying pulses of pleasure through me.

  As Mike caressed my thighs, I unconsciously spread my legs open. He slipped his fingers inside my swimsuit and touched my pussy. Despite my uncertainty, the touch sent electricity bolting through my center, and I moaned, biting my lip. His expression was dark with desire, and as one finger slid inside my pussy, he kissed me, silencing my gasp with his lips.

  It was the first time I had kissed anyone besides my husband since getting married, and the unfamiliar kiss was both disorienting and thrilling. I pulled away, about to apologize, but saw Bill watching us as Audrey stroked his hard cock. His eyes met mine, and the raw hunger in his face made my pussy clench.

  “I think we should move this inside,” Bill said, and helped Audrey out of the hot tub.

  I stood up on wobbly legs and almost stumbled getting out of tub. Mike caught me around my shoulders, his strong arms steadying me.

  “Careful, missy.” He set me on my feet and grabbed my towel, wrapping it around my shoulders. Using one end of the towel, he gently rubbed my bare breasts dry, the coarse fabric scraping my sensitive nipples, then bent to towel between my legs. Even through the wet swimsuit clinging to my mound, his ministrations teased my hard clit and made me shiver. As we walked back into the house, the cold air shocked my skin, sobering me up.

  Despite the alcohol in my system, my mind raced. What was I doing? Were we swingers now? I hung back, and as my husband held open door, he saw my hesitation. Mike and Audrey went past him, heading for the bedroom, but Bill reached out and caught my hand.

  “You okay?” he asked, leading me inside. “We don’t have to do this.”

  “It’s okay,” I said. “It’ll be fun.”

  He kissed me. “I love you. We can stop any time.”

  We walked into the bedroom, and suddenly the room ‘mix-up’ made sense. Did Mike and Bill plan this? The thought made me feel both betrayed and aroused.

  “So Audrey,” Bill said, sitting on the bed, “where were we?”

  She knelt before him and slowly pulled off his wet swim trunks. His erection, so familiar to me, stood hard between h
is legs. Sending a sultry glance over her shoulder at Mike, Audrey pressed her lips gently against my husband’s cock. Her tongue flicking delicately out, she licked up and down his hard length. I watched with some jealousy, shifting awkwardly by the door.

  Bill caught my eye and crooked a finger. “Come show her how it’s done, baby?”

  Forgetting my hesitations, I crossed to him and knelt beside Audrey. She pulled away from him, saliva gleaming on her lips, and watched me intently. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and took him into my mouth, sucking hard as I bobbed up and down. Coming up for air, I popped my mouth off the end, and found Audrey right beside me, licking her lips. I slid my lips to one side of his cock and she kissed other side. Moving in unison, we slid our open mouths up and down his length.

  “Oh fuck, that’s hot,” Bill groaned.

  Audrey and I licked back up to the tip of his cock and our lips touched. I hesitated for a moment, then started kissing her. Her lips were softer than I expected, and our tongues tangled as we kissed, our mouths meeting around the mushroom head of his cock.

  “Like the view?” Bill asked Mike. “Baby, go take care of him.”

  I stood on unsteady legs and crossed the room to Mike, who had already shed his swim trunks and was stroking his long, erect cock. Kneeling before him, I bit my lip nervously and looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides.