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First Swap
Chapter Five

Although this story is still called First Swap, it's not about that.  I'm 
not a writer.  I never had any training and I don't consider myself to be 
very good at it.  However, I wanted to tell the story of the first swap my 
wife and I experienced when we began swinging many years ago.  So, when I 
first wrote that story, I intended it to stand-alone.  After it was 
published, however, I received several email messages asking me to write 
about more of our experiences.  This, then, is in answer to those requests.  
I've kept the title the same, even though it doesn't really fit, as a link 
to the other stories I will write.


Through our friends Bill & Janet, the first couple we swapped with, Nora and 
I met about a dozen couples.  All of these couples lived within about an 
hour and a half of us.  They ranged in ages from the mid to late twenties 
into the late 50s, with most being in their late 30s to late 40s.  We 
enjoyed each of them both sexually and in the usual social ways as well.  
Most of them became true friends over time and we met with many of them and 
even members of their families for picnics, local tours, etc.

I also continued to peruse the swinging magazine ads for our area.  Swinging 
became our greatest passion for the next couple of years.  There was only a 
very few weekends that we didn't meet with someone for sex.  Sometimes it 
was people who we had already met, but more often than not, it was a new 
couple.  In all, we met with and fucked more than 50 different people.  We 
don't really know for sure because didn't keep count, but thinking back 
later, we could remember meeting more than 50.  The time frame was from 
somewhere around the middle of 1978 until early 1980.  Now, if you're about 
our age, you'll remember that it was in early 1980 that AIDS began to be 
talked about.  One of our greatest fears during all the time we were 
constantly meeting and fucking people we didn't know was that we would catch 
some kind of disease.  At the time, Herpes was the big one, because there 
was no way to cure it.  When AIDS came along, it was a hard slap in the 
face.  AIDS is not only incurable, it's FATAL!

Nora and I had been lucky and not picked up any diseases from our activities 
and we wanted to keep it that way.  But, we didn't want to stop swinging, 
either, because we enjoyed it very much.  After talking about it several 
times, we came to realize something that we weren't truly aware of until 
that time.  When we analyzed what we were doing, it turned out that both of 
us derived the most enjoyment from swinging with those who we had become 
friends with.  When we met with new people, it turned out that both of us 
were pretty uptight - nervous, fearing rejection, etc.  We began thinking 
about those who we liked the most and whom we had become the best friends 
with.  Maybe we were wrong, but it seemed to us that those people hardly 
ever met with new couples.  Instead, they pretty much just met with each 
other.  If they were all clean of disease at the time, therefore, and didn't 
meet with anyone outside the group, it seemed to us that there was little 
danger of any sort of disease, let alone AIDS.

We decided to talk with each of these couples individually to see if our 
assessment of their activities was correct.  Furthermore, if we were right, 
we would suggest just such an arrangement.  Most of the couples we spoke 
with admitted to meeting strange couples from time to time, but were willing 
to make a commitment to keeping their activities within the group if others 
were willing to make a like commitment.  So, from early in 1980 until we 
moved from the area in 1985, we restricted our swinging activities to only 
these ten or twelve couples.  As it turned out, none of us had been infected 
with any sort of disease prior to making this commitment, so we were never 
subjected to disease in all the time we were swinging.  The arrangement 
worked very well.

Instead of trying to continue with these stories in the order they occurred 
(I doubt if my memory would permit that anyway), I'll concentrate on some of 
the best times we had.  I'll pull from the entire time we were swinging, not 
just our time with the group I mentioned.  I think I told you before that 
both Nora and I enjoyed group sex far more than simple one on one sex.  We 
also received much pleasure from being able to watch each other having all 
sorts of sex with others.  Only once did we consent to fucking in separate 
rooms, and it's that couple I wish to tell you about in this chapter.

We made contact with this couple through an ad in a swinger's magazine not 
long after we began to swing.  They lived about an hour or so from us and 
although Nora wasn't especially interested in them, I was interested in the 
wife.  She was from Germany, where I had spent nearly five years, so I 
thought it might be interesting to talk with her about that country.  In 
their picture, she looked to be in her early 30s.  She was taller than I, at 
about 5'7", but that wasn't unusual, because I'm so short.  During our 
correspondence before meeting, we had exchanged nude photos of each other.  
The photo showed a slim, well proportioned woman with a pretty face and true 
blond hair.  Her husband was built pretty much as I am - stocky, but was an 
inch or two taller than I.  I still don't know what it was about this woman, 
but there was something that made me want her.  The big hang-up was that 
they wanted to meet in a motel and fuck in separate rooms.  Neither Nora nor 
I was interested in those kinds of arrangements, but the husband simply 
wouldn't relent.  Plans to meet just seemed to drift along because Nora and 
I didn't want to be separated, but I just couldn't shake the feeling that I 
simply HAD to fuck that woman.  So, with Nora's consent, we finally agreed 
to her husband's terms and we made arrangements to meet them on a Saturday 
evening.

Nora and I arrived at the agreed upon motel and engaged a room.  The desk 
clerk told us that the people we were to meet had not yet arrived, but that 
she would let them know we were here as soon as they checked in.  Nora and I 
went to our room and settled in.  Shortly after our arrival, there was a 
knock at the door.  Nora opened it and the people we were to meet stood 
there.  The woman looked even better in real life than she did in her photo 
and I was glad I was going to get the chance to fuck her.  I can't remember 
their names, so for the purpose of this story, I'm going to call them Jane 
and John.  Nora invited them in and we spent about half and hour talking, 
getting to know each other a little bit and giving our nervousness time to 
wear off somewhat.  Then, John told us that they had been assigned a room 
only two doors from ours and suggested that he and Nora go there.  John and 
I agreed that when one of us was finished with the sex, we would call the 
other couple to tell them so.

After John and Nora left the room, I asked Jane how many times they had done 
this before.  John had told me that they were experienced swingers, but it 
seemed to me that he was more nervous than he ought to be if he was used to 
it.  She told me that they had only met with three couples previously.  I 
mentioned that she didn't appear to be unusually nervous and she agreed that 
she was feeling what was probably the normal amount of nervousness, but was 
ready to fuck.  I asked her if she felt OK about just getting undressed and 
getting on the bed, or if she would like to go slower and she said she would 
feel better if we just got rid of the clothes and just have some fun.

As we removed our clothes, I again felt that overwhelming need to have this 
woman.  Although I tried to analyze what it was that made me feel this way, 
I could come up with no answer.  She was pretty, but not overly so.  Her 
skin was soft and smooth and she wore little or no makeup.  Her neck was 
long and her tits were about average size, but maybe that was what got to 
me.  I've always been a tit man.  I love them, even today!  Jane's tits were 
about a B cup, but they seemed extremely well defined and firmer than most.  
They weren't quite as wide as most tits the same size.  That might be why 
they seemed to be so well defined.  They were shaped extremely well, with 
areolas of light pink.  Her nipples were also a light pink in color and were 
a little less than a half inch long, even though they were rigid from the 
coolness on them after undressing.  When Jane moved, her tits swayed.  They 
didn't bounce all that much, but they swayed from side to side in a most 
enticing manner.  I really loved her tits.  She had a slim, boyish waist, 
very well toned thighs and calves, nicely shaped ankles, but her feet 
appeared to be a little too large.  At any rate, she was a nice, well-toned, 
sexy package and my cock was hard before I even touched her.

We lay on the bed and I began to speak with her about Germany.  It turned 
out that I had been to the town where she had lived and I was somewhat 
familiar with it.  As we spoke, we moved against each other and cuddled.  I 
began to slowly and very lightly, run the tips of my fingers over those 
great tits, expanding my movements out to include her chest, neck and the 
sides of her face.  We began kissing and I discovered that she seemed to 
enjoy this more than usual.  She had this habit of sucking my tongue well 
into her mouth, then using her own tongue to massage all around it.  It felt 
like she was giving my tongue a great blowjob and I was anxious to replace 
my tongue with my cock.  While we kissed, she would reach down to fondle my 
cock.  Each time our kiss stopped she would remove her hand from my cock, 
but as soon as we started to kiss again, she once again grabbed hold of it 
and slowly stroked it.  It was like one action with her instead of two.  
Kiss and grab the cock.  Stop kissing, let go of the cock.  I thought it 
rather strange, but it was certainly pleasant.

As I slowly felt her tits, I flattened my hand so I could squeeze it a 
little, to get a sense of the firmness.  It was very firm without being 
hard.  An altogether lovely feeling and I could have been satisfied with 
simply lying there and feeling her tits.  To this day, I don't think anyone 
else's tits have ever felt better to me, or nicer to look at.  However, I 
knew I didn't have to be satisfied with only that.  So, breaking off our 
kiss, I began to kiss her neck, down over her chest and ended up with one of 
her beautiful nipples in my mouth.  As I tongued her nipple, it became even 
harder and I could tell that it was having an effect on her.  I switched to 
the other nipple and allowed my hand to wander down her body, coming to rest 
with my fingers touching the lips of her pussy.  I sensed that she was wet, 
but not overly so.  Instead of inserting one of my fingers into her opening, 
I instead chose to lightly rub up and down her lips, from time to time 
flicking my fingers over her clit, and at other times grasping one of the 
outer lips of her pussy and squeezing it a bit, working it between my 
fingers.  As she became wetter and wetter, she began to squirm a bit and she 
spread her legs wider and wider to allow me easier access.  Finally, I began 
allowing two of my fingers to enter her cunt as I rubbed up and down her 
outer lips.  I worked the fingers in a little more and finally, they were 
buried in her cunt.  I felt for her G spot so I could rub it, working her 
clit with my thumb.  She became very hot and began fuck her hips up at my 
hand, trying to get more of my fingers into her.  Soon, I was slamming into 
her cunt with two of my fingers, letting my thumb rub over her clit on each 
stroke.  Her hips were bucking up at my hand and she began to moan loudly 
and beg me to fuck her harder with my fingers.  She experienced a very large 
orgasm.  I continued fucking my fingers into her opening until she begin 
coming down from the heights.  Then, I slid down her body and positioned 
myself between her legs.  I lay on my stomach between her legs and brought 
my mouth to the lips of her cunt.  With a good amount of pressure, I began 
to lick up and down her inner lips, rubbing my nose across her clit as I 
licked.  From time to time, I would drive my hardened tongue directly into 
her opening and lick around a little, before withdrawing it.  Her hands 
wrapped around my head and pulled my tighter against her cunt.  I could 
barely move.  Without the ability to move my head, I stopped licking her and 
took her clit into my mouth.  I gently sucked and worked my tongue all 
around it like I would a small cock.  Jane had two or three small orgasms 
while I was licking and sucking on her cunt, but when I began sucking her 
clit, she let loose with a giant orgasm that tightened her body and she 
lifted her ass right off the bed to thrust harder and harder against my 
mouth.  She was so wet now, that I could feel her juices running down my 
chin.  I continued to lick and suck her until her orgasm had passed.  She 
was almost breathless, but gasping, she told me that she had a cramp in her 
calf.  I moved away from her cunt so she could calm down a little and began 
to massage the cramp in her leg, trying to make the muscle relax.

While she relaxed her legs we talked and she literally played with my dick.  
She didn't stroke it.  Rather, she kind of lightly ran her fingers up and 
down the shaft and over and around the head.  The feelings she was giving me 
were wonderful.  Not really enough to get me off, but certainly enough to 
keep me at a peak level of hardness the whole time.  Finally, when her 
breathing had returned to normal and she was able to relax her muscles, she 
asked me what I wanted her to do first.  Did I want her to suck my cock or 
would I rather she get on it and fuck me?  I told her that perhaps she 
should stop touching my cock and that we should wait to do anything, because 
she had been keeping me almost at the point of cumming for at least ten 
minutes.  As soon as my cock went into her mouth or cunt, I was probably 
going to cum.  Jane only smiled and without stopping her ministration to my 
dick, she slid down the bed to where she could take my balls into her mouth. 
  She sucked both of them in at the same time and just held them there while 
she worked her tongue around and over them as well as she could.  Then, she 
began to lick up and down the shaft of my cock, telling me how much she 
liked the size of it.  I have a small cock - smaller then average and it's 
not very thick, either.  I figured that she was just trying to make me feel 
good about myself, but she went on to tell me she got much more enjoyment 
from sucking a cock if she could get it all in her mouth   She was sure that 
she could get every inch of me into her mouth, she said.  She also told me 
that her cunt seemed to be shallower than most women's and that even a cock 
average in size would hurt her if the guy got to pounding it into her.

I only half listened to her.  I had been so hot for so long that my balls 
were aching.  If I didn't get some relief pretty soon, I was going to 
explode.  Finally, I felt her tongue on the head of my cock, licking up the 
large amount of pre-cum that had gathered there.  Then, with a strong 
sucking action, she took my entire cock into her mouth.  She was right - she 
got every last inch of it into her.  I thought the top of my head was going 
to blow off and I just knew that I was going to cum immediately.  I fought 
the feeling, doing my best to hold it back so I could enjoy what her mouth 
was doing to me longer.  The first urge passed and I relaxed myself so I 
could enjoy more of her mouth.  It was only minutes later, however, as she 
slowly pulled her head back away from my body allowing my cock to slide 
along her hardened tongue to the tip, that I couldn't hold it anymore.  Over 
the edge I went, my cum shooting out of my cock with such force that I 
thought it would blow a hole in the back of her head.  It seemed like I 
spurted forever.  All the time the cum was shooting out of my cock she was 
milking the shaft with her fingers, holding the head of my cock between her 
lips and running her tongue all over and around the head.  When the spurts 
finally subsided, I could feel the tip of her tongue in my piss hole, trying 
to coax the last drops from it.  Then, she held her head up and opened her 
mouth so I could see all it.  Her mouth seemed full of it.  There was a 
puddle of it lying on her tongue, but strands of it coated her teeth and 
even hung on the insides of her cheeks.  While I watched, she closed her 
mouth and swallowed.  She swallowed three times in succession and the next 
time she opened her mouth I could see that all of the cum was gone.  My cock 
was still semi-hard and she took it back into her mouth again.  She sucked 
and licked it until long after it had gone totally soft, then moved up the 
bed where we cuddled again.  She still held my cock in her hand and I began 
running my fingers over her beautiful tits again.

Suddenly, the phone rang.  I reached for it and found out that it was John.  
He told me that he and Nora were finished and wanted to know if it was OK to 
come back into the room.  I told him that they were certainly welcome to 
come back to the room, but that we were just getting started.  I hadn't even 
gotten my dick into his wife yet, I told him and we would need much more 
time before we finished.  He asked me what was taking so long and I told him 
that it generally took me more than an hour to fuck a woman.  I asked him if 
there was something wrong between him and Nora.  He said no, that they got 
along just fine.  In that case, I asked him, why wasn't he fucking her?  He 
told me that he had already fucked her.  I was really amazed at his answer, 
because in order to be finished with his fucking, it pretty much had to be a 
wham, bam, thank you ma'm deal.  I felt sorry for Nora and tried to convince 
John to come on over anyway.  I assured him that having them there wouldn't 
bother Jane and I.  Watching us fuck would get him hot enough to fuck Nora 
again, I said, but he steadfastly refused, saying that he didn't want to 
watch anyone fuck his wife.  Sex was a private thing, he told me.  While I 
was talking to John on the phone, his wife had begun to suck on my cock 
again.  I told John that Jane had my cock in her mouth right now and that 
with just a little more of that, I would be ready to fuck her for the first 
time.  I told him to give me at least another 30 minutes, because I was 
certainly going to fuck her more than once and that I would call him as soon 
as we were finished.

As I hung up the phone, Jane positioned herself over me, bringing the lips 
of her cunt down to touch the head of my cock.  Looking me in the eyes and 
with a twinkle in her eyes, she asked me if I was ready for her pussy.  In 
answer, I bucked my hips upward, driving my cock about half way into her.  
She let herself down, moving my cock the rest of the way.  Then, she began 
working the muscles in her cunt.  What a great feeling.  She had very good 
control and even though my cock's not too thick, she was squeezing it 
tightly.  Then, as she squeezed, she began lifting off of me very slowly.  
Allowing her muscles to relax, she would then drop back down, enveloping my 
cock fully into her warmth again.  God, I didn't even have to move.  This 
woman was fucking me like I had never been fucked before.  It felt like she 
was literally milking my dick and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. 
  After about 10 minutes of that, I was almost ready to blow my load.  I was 
tempted to just go ahead and let it fly, but decided that I wanted more than 
that.  So, pulling her tight to me, I rolled us over, ending up on top of 
her.  I lay on her, enjoying the feel of her body under me.  I held my cock 
still in her cunt, letting the feeling dwindle a bit so I could come down 
some.  Then, I began to slowly pump into her warm wetness.  After a while, 
Jane asked me to put my hands under her ass.  I did that, and felt something 
I've rarely felt with a woman.  Even with my shorter than average dick, I 
was banging at her cervix.  I expressed my wonder to Jane, and she just 
laughed and said that me that she had told me her pussy was shallow.  What a 
feeling.  I felt like I had just grown an immense cock and I began to fuck 
into her with long, fast, hard strokes.  On every stroke I felt the back of 
her cunt bump the head of my cock, and before I knew what was happening, she 
was groaning and cumming on my cock.  It was marvelous!  I looked down at 
her spread out beneath me.  Her face was contorted, a blush spreading down 
over her chest.   Her tits had flattened out and were spreading slightly to 
her sides and she just kept having one orgasm after another.  Her cunt was 
as wet as I've ever felt, and every time she had an orgasm, her cunt 
squeezed my cock real hard.  Suddenly, I blew my load into her.  It seemed 
like I came forever, shooting my goo into her cunt with tremendous force.  
When the feelings finally subsided a little, I relaxed, again lying on her 
body, simply enjoying the feel of her.

When I finally rolled off of her, Jane kissed me and thanked me for such a 
nice fuck.  I was amazed to hear her say that.  I felt like it was me who 
should have thanked her.  I picked up the telephone and dialed John's room.  
Nora answered.  My breathing still wasn't quite normal and giggling, she 
said something to the effect that she knew what I just did.  I laughed and 
told her that we had just finished, but that there was no way I was going to 
leave without fucking Jane again.  I told her to either convince John to 
came back over, or if he steadfastly refused to watch me fuck his wife, to 
leave him there and come over herself.  A couple of minutes later, Nora 
slipped into the room alone.  She said that John seemed to be really upset 
that I was taking so long with his wife.  Jane had sat up on the bed as Nora 
came into the room and I slid up behind her, reaching around her to hold her 
tits in my hands.  I asked her if this would cause trouble for her with her 
husband and she said that it would, but added that they fought each time 
they met with anyone, because he never fucked more than once a day and she 
was always willing to fuck until the guy she was with couldn't fuck anymore. 
  She told us not to worry about it, so I told Nora to get her clothes off 
and join us for some more fun.  Grinning, Nora began stripping.  She asked 
if she could join in for the next round, since she hadn't cum yet.  Jane 
laughed and said she wasn't surprised.

As Nora came to the bed, she rolled me over onto my back and crawling up 
between my legs, took my soft cock into her mouth.  After sucking it for a 
while, she looked up at Jane and told her that she could taste her pussy on 
it.  Jane was embarrassed and began to blush.  Nora told her that she tasted 
really good, at which point Jane's eyes popped open real wide and there was 
a quick intake of breath from her.  I looked back at Nora, who had sucked my 
cock back into her mouth and told her that maybe she should get a fresh 
taste instead of settling for seconds.  Nora took my cock out of her mouth 
again and grinning, looked at Jane and asked her if she would let her.  Jane 
was really flustered now.  She began stammering and couldn't get anything 
intelligible out of her mouth.  All three of us began laughing and that 
seemed to calm Jane down somewhat.  Then, she told Nora that she had never 
done anything with a girl, but that every time she watched a porn movie with 
her husband, she would get to wondering about what it would be like.

Nora moved from between my legs and gently pushing Jane, laying her down on 
her back.  Looking into Jane's eyes, Nora told her that there was no time 
like the present to find out and that if anything she did made her too 
uncomfortable, to just say stop and she would.  Then, she leaned forward and 
began to kiss Jane's face all over.  Finally, her lips came to stop on 
Jane's and I could see that she was working her tongue into Jane's mouth.  
Suddenly, Jane came unglued.  At first, I thought she had panicked, but then 
I noticed that she wasn't pushing Nora away.  Rather, she was grasping at 
Nora and kissing her back hard.  The gals really went at it.  Nora kissed 
all over Jane's body - from head to toe, licking and sucking as she went.  
When she got back to those beautiful tits, she paused to admire them, and 
then sucked all over, playing with the nipples with her fingertips.  As she 
sucked the first nipple into her mouth, Jane suddenly became tensed and let 
out the loudest moan I had heard from her all evening.  Her legs began 
twitching and I could tell that she was having a very strong orgasm.  Not 
one to lose the momentum, Nora quickly moved her lips to Jane's cunt lips 
and began licking and sucking at them.  Jane's orgasm simply continued 
without let-up.  Watching the gals caused my cock to harden up again, so I 
moved over to Jane's head and let my dick hang down in front of her face.  
Her eyes were closed, however, and she didn't seem aware that I was even 
there.  I dropped the tip of my cock lower, until it was brushing her lips.  
Her eyes flew open and when she saw my cock, a small moan came from her 
throat and she opened her lips to admit it.  I pumped my cock into her mouth 
until I shot still another load into her, then, feeling like I might never 
fuck again, collapsed to the side of the gals.  Before the evening was over, 
Jane not only experienced another woman eating her out, but also had taken 
her turn between Nora's legs to get a taste for herself.

John had called several times while all of this was going on.  Finally, Jane 
told him that we would be done when we were done and not to bother us again. 
  Instead of hanging the phone up, she put the receiver under a pillow.  
After everyone was relaxed again, Jane told us that there was still another 
thing she wanted to try.  It turned out that she wanted both her and Nora to 
suck my cock at the same time, sharing my hot cum when I shot off.  She also 
wanted her husband to see me cum and watch her lick it up.  So, we unlocked 
the door and the gals began sucking me.  When I was right at the edge, Jane 
called her husband and told him that he should come right over and that they 
would go home.  The girls continued to suck my cock, and I remained right at 
the edge until John opened the door and walked into the room.  He froze in 
his tracks when he saw the girls sucking my dick, and two seconds later, I 
let loose my load of goo.  It shot all over the girl's faces and they licked 
at my cock the whole time I was cumming.  Then, they licked my juice off of 
each other's faces.  When it was all over, John hadn't moved an inch.  It 
looked like he wasn't even breathing.  Jane looked up at him and asked him 
if that didn't look like fun.  He didn't answer.  Nora asked him if he would 
like a little of the same.  He didn't answer.  Jane got out of bed and began 
to dress.  John stood absolutely still and never said another word to 
anybody.  When she was ready to leave, Jane came to the bed and kissed both 
Nora and I.  I heard Nora whisper to her that anytime she wanted to get 
together without her husband, to give us a call.  Jane said she would think 
about it, and then they left.  Nora and I stayed the night.

We never heard from either John or Jane again, which was a disappointment, 
because Jane was great fun.  Both Nora and I had enjoyed her immensely and 
would have liked to see her many more times.





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