BEE-5948

Her Special Delivery

By Bobby Keller



Chapter 1

Dear Connie and Bob Sept. 26

I am Bill (M08) 5' 71/2", 150 lbs., light brown hair, blue eyes and I love to swing.

It was certainly good to hear from you because there doesn't seem to be many Swingers in this area and I miss out on lots of fun.  My Polaroid was stolen a couple of months ago is the reason I have not enclosed a photo.  I do wish very much to correspond and meet if possible and will send a photo as soon as possible.

Please tell me about your swinging activities.  It sounds like you're Swingers first class.  I love exhibitionism and all the standard sexual activities and also most of the unusual sex cults but do enjoy the French Arts very much.

The tongue and feel is very important and stimulating sexual tool.  I love to lick and suck the entire female body but especially the nipples and clit.  Also I love to have myself licked and sucked especially my penis and balls.  I like intercourse in usual positions and group intercourse and sex stimulation is really exciting.

I have always wanted to have a group part and have everyone cover themselves with whipped cream then mingle close together and lick it off each other slowly and deliciously.

Does this sound good to you?  There are so many more fun group games that we can talk about later.

When you write please enclose your letter in an inner envelope and mark it "personal."

Please write soon.  I'll call you after 5:00 P.M.  Kansas City time if you like?

Sincerely

Bill

Bob had just left the house when the special delivery letter came.  I could feel the swollen lips of my pussy quivering from the excitement that Bill's letter hinted at.  I don't know why but receiving a letter from a Swinger always excites me terribly.  My pussy was still swollen and full of cum from last night.

Bob had gone out to the Blue Bird and met a nice young guy and brought him home.  I had been over at an apartment next door where two cool boys lived.  They had fucked me until they couldn't get their beautiful pricks hard again.  When I got ready to leave, I couldn't find my panties, and before I got home their hot delicious cum was running down my legs to my ankles.

Bob and Dick came in about ten minutes after I did.  All I had on was a pair of bright pink panties and a pale blue shorty night gown.  Bob made us all drinks and sat down beside me.  I could feel my full breasts tighten and my bright pink nipples harden under Dick's gaze.  Bob kissed me and ran his hand under my nightie.  I reached down and caressed the bulge of his huge prick and moaned with pleasure when I felt Dick sit down beside me.  I reached over and took his hand and put it between my thighs.  Bob got up and went to the bathroom.  Dick and I didn't waste any time.  His long finger slipped under my wet panties and in between the swollen lips of my cum-filled pussy.  I unzipped his pants and pulled his big throbbing prick out.  It was almost as big as Bob's.  I lay my head in his lap and started running my tongue up and down its hot length.

Dick moaned and pushed his hips up towards my face.  My lips slipped over the swollen head and began sucking it feverishly.  He groaned, pushing his prick deep in my throat and his hot cum shot out in thick heavy squirts. The three of us went to bed then.  Dick kept telling me he was sorry he'd cum so fast, but he hadn't had a piece of pussy in over a month. He and Bob fucked and ate me until I passed out from the pleasure and exhaustion.

I got my stationery and lay on the bed to write Bill an answer.

Hi there, Sept.  28

I received your exciting letter today, and was really pleased.  I really love exciting men who are uninhibited.  I think corresponding with you will be very exciting.

I want you to know that we do not care if you're married or not.  I love to be loved by married men ...  they're much more capable than most single ones.

What type of clothes do you like for a woman to wear?  What color bras, panties do you like?  I love to wear mini-skirts, short-shorts, bikinis, low cut blouses and tight pants.  I have a pair of thin, white knit bell-bottoms that I love to wear.  They're skin tight and you can see through them.  I like to wear my leopard print panties with them too.

Did I tell you I'm a natural blonde?  My fat little pussy is dark blonde and is always hot and kinda itchy.  Bob thinks I've got the sweetest pussy he's ever licked and he's had a lot of experience.  Sometimes he sucks and nibbles on my clit until I almost go crazy.  I love to suck a man's hardness all the way ...  it's a groovy feeling to feel him climax.

Your whipped cream idea sounds wild.  If you get a chance to visit us we'll have to try it.  You two can cover me and then lick it all off.  There's nothing I love more than having two experienced men loving on me at the same time.  That's really our bag ...  threesomes.  It's really wild to see and feel how excited two men get when they're loving on the same woman. I can never get enough either.  Sometimes I get so excited at work that I want to run home and tear Bob's clothes off!  But sometimes I meet a sexy guy before I get home and WOW!

I really enjoy posing for sexy photographs, but we are having a hard time getting them developed.  They won't even print a photo of me if my sweet little pussy's showing through my panties!  And since I always wear sheer panties it's always showing.  If we had a Polaroid we could really take some sexy photos.  If you ever get to visit us maybe you could borrow one from a friend?

I'm laying on the bed now writing to you and I'm naked except for a pair of sheer white bikini panties.  Bob just came home and he keeps messing around.  Oh, damn him!  He knows how excited I am and he keeps teasing me. I might have to stop in a minute and rape him!  If you were here now I bet you wouldn't tease me ...  would you?  No ...  but I'd tease you.  I'm getting more excited just thinking about the fun we could have if you were here RIGHT NOW!

How far is Kansas City from here?  Do you think you could come up and spend a week-end with us soon?

Do you drink?  I like beer but it's fattening.  Scotch and Drambui, which Bob calls a 'panties dropper' really turns me on.  Bob likes Jack Daniels 'Black label' he calls it Tennessee sipping whisky.  We're not heavy drinkers but like to get high sometimes.

Bill, why not try to get away the week-end of the 11th of October for a visit?  If you could leave Friday you could be here Saturday morning and the three of us could really have a groovy time.

The photos I'm sending aren't very good.  I'll send better ones soon.  Don't forget to send me one of you.  Know what?  My panties are soaking wet! See what you do to me?

Love Ya,

Connie

Hi Swingers,

It was sure good to hear from you.  You both sound very sexy and uninhibited too.  It is so good to know how to enjoy sexuality like you two do.  I am very excited about corresponding with you and I do want us to meet as soon as possible.  That is going to be kind of difficult for me but will do everything I can to work it out soon.

Yes I am married and my wife does not approve and is very inhibited.  So we will have to work around her.

Cheyenne is about 600 miles from K.C., which is not too far and I would be there in a minute if it wasn't for my wife.  However I do have occasion to be in Denver, Colorado on business but the occasion doesn't come often. Maybe I can make an occasion and we could meet in Denver?  Or maybe I could drive up to Cheyenne from there?  I don't think I will be able to make it the week-end of the 11th as you have suggested.

By the way the address you have for me is my office and the girl that opens the mail almost opened yours and did her eyes raise when she saw the "personal" marked on the fancy perfumed envelope!  PLEASE FOR MY SAKE USE TWO ENVELOPES AND TYPE THE OUTER ONE IF POSSIBLE!  Hate to cause you all of this trouble but it will help our cause.

What kind of clothes do I like women to wear?  Well my second choice would be very soft and silky.  My first choice would be nothing!

Your pussy sounds absolutely delicious.  I would love to suck and lick it for hours and hours and days and days.  Does it take very long for your pussy to get nice and juicy with your luscious fluid?  Does it take very long for you to get very hot when it's sucked and licked?  I just can't wait for our meeting, in fact my dick has been hard and my balls aching ever since your first letter.

I am so glad to hear you love to French men.  My dick needs someone to fondle it and lick and suck it.  I have such a hard on now that I can't stand it.  I want so bad to look at it when it is hard as it can get and shiny on the head.

Yes I would love to help Bob lick the whipped cream from your body and I know we could be excited at the same time with your lips, tongue and hands. Maybe one of us could put our hard dicks in your pussy and the other could lick and suck you at the same time?  Would you like this?

Then maybe later on you could French us together, licking Bob's dick, then my dick alternating as we stand or lay very close together with our dicks touching.  While you are doing this one of us could be sucking your nipples and the other could be sucking your pussy.

You have me so excited I can hardly write.  I hope you can read it.  And write very soon.

Love ya,

Bill

Dear HOT BILL

WOW!  I received your wonderfully exciting letter little over an hour ago.  7 A.M., Bob had just slipped the huge head of his prick between the fat lips of my pussy when the Goddamn mailman knocked.  I was mad as hell until I saw it was a letter from you.  We lay in bed and I read it out loud and it sexcited us an awful lot.  Bob kept sucking on my hardened Strawberry nipples and pushing his fingers deep into my hot juicy pussy.  I got fucked seven times last night!  Between your letter and Bob's fingers I was hotter than I've been in a long time.

This is something new for me ...  typing a sexy letter.  Bob says I shouldn't.  But I am anyway, this once anyway.  If this letter seems confusing its your fault.  Bob was really excited over some of your ideas on how you two should give me those hot tongues and pricks.  His prick got very hard and its swollen head was all wet and sticky with his comn.  Being the lovable wife I am I didn't waste any of it ...  DAMN!  He almost blew my head off when his salty sweet comn squirted diliciously into my mouth! Bob's prick is almost three inches across its beautiful head and eight wonderful inches long.  I've never had one bigger or had a better fucking than he can give me.  Bob sucked and licked my juicy pussy until that beautiful prick of his got hard again.

Then he pushed it very slowly up my wet burning pussy until I felt his big hairy balls laying deliciously against my little asshole.  Its broad swollen head pushed wonderfully against my womb.  Then I drew my legs up and writhed my ass up to meet his pounding prick.  I love for a man to fuck his prick into me very fast and hard ...  and very deep.  I can't ever remember having a prick bigger than Bob's in me.

But there was a boy I went out with once when I was fourteen and it was twice as big!  He said it was eleven inches long and it was bigger around than a coffee cup!  I didn't let him put it in me.  I was afraid he'd kill me or something ...  but now I'm sorry I didn't.  We were in his Dad's car in front of my house necking.  He pulled it out and asked me to 'jerk' him off.  It was the first time I had ever heard that expression, but not the first time I ever did it.  My brother called it, "Fucking my fist." I let him pull my panties off and finger my pussy while I rubbed his prick.  I couldn't even get my fingers all the way around it!  He asked me to sit in his lap facing him.  I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs over his.  I was up on my knees and he started rubbing its huge head between the moist lips of my pussy until he shot his comn all over me.  Later in bed I was still so sexcited I stuck my fingers into my burning pussy.  His prick had comn so much and squirted out so hard that some of his comn had went way up inside me.

I'm sitting in the living room and I'm naked except for a pair of black bikini panties.  I'm also getting very hot again!  As usual my panties are soaked ...  of course some of it is Bob's hot comn and some guy I met last night.  Have you ever eaten a girl's pussy after you fucked her?  Bob loves to ...  even if it was another man that fucked me.  When you come visit us this is one thing we'll have to do.

You sit on the edge of the sofa and I'll sit on top of you with that big hot prick of yours in me.  Both of us spread our legs and have Bob suck and lick at both of us.

You probably think I'm crazy ...  or worse.  I'm not!  I'm just a healthy, over-passionate young lady that loves sex for sex.  I'm in love with Bob very much and he with me.  Because we truly love each other it doesn't hurt our ego if someone else gives the other pleasure.

Questions:

1 ...  Do you like to look at naughty photos?  We do.

2 ...  Do you like to rub your prick until you comn?  Bob does.  I do sometimes.

3 ...  Do you like to fuck young girls?  Bob loves pussy any age.  In June he fucked a girl in Sidney, Neb.  that was just going on 13.  I haven't seen him fuck a young girl yet, but I want to very much.

4 ...  What do you think of two young women making love?  It excites both of us to see photos of that and read about it.  If the girl was pretty and I was in the right mood I'd like to try it.

5 ...  Do you know any girls like that I could write to?

6 ...  Do you like to read lewd books?  We do.

7 ...  Do you have any wild photos?  We have a few.  I'm going to send you the only one we have of me ...  you can keep it.  If you send us some of yours ...  we'll return them with our answer to your letters.

8 ...  Do you know any other swingers?  Male ...  Female ...  Couple?  Would you send us their address or ours to them?  That's the end of the questions.

I'm sitting here all alone now and my pussy is burning and itching something terrible!  Bob had to go down town.  I'm trying to type this with one hand ...  guess where my other one is?  Gee you're smart ...  how did you know it was between the moist slippery lips of my pussy?  God, it's so hot and slippery in there!  I wish you lived next door.  I'd love to feel your hot lips and tongue licking and sucking my pussy RIGHT NOW!  And I sure would return the pleasure.

Are you hard now?  Are you rubbing it ...  I hope my letters sexcite you. I'd like to be there now and see that big prick of yours throb and squirt your hot comn all over my naked body.  I wish I had that big prick of yours in my mouth now ...  oh shit ...  I'm going off in a second ...

Isn't that terrible?  I really did go off too!

I'm sorry I almost got you in trouble.  I won't do it again ...  EVER! Why don't you get a Post Office box?  It would be a lot safer for you and you could get your mail anytime, day or night.  Besides I like to use pretty perfumed stationery ...

Tell me all about the extra loving you get.  I bet you've fucked all the girls in your office, huh?  Write soon and make it long.  But no more Special Delivery, okay?

Love Ya,

Connie

Hi Swingers, 10/3/69

I just got your letter and have to tell you the good news by Special Delivery.

I am going to be in Denver Friday October 10th and Saturday the 11th.  Had to do lots of lying to work it out but I will be there.

Please send me a phone number so we can make arrangements to meet.

Your letter was so hot my prick is still hard and pulsating and leaking my hot come.

I just can't hardly wait until we meet next week end.  I have gotten a P.O.  box as you suggested, the address is as follows.

I just can't wait for next weekend.  My prick will probably be hard 24 hours a day from now on.

No I haven't sucked a pussy after fucking a girl but it sounds out of this world sucking your cunt after we both have fucked you hard and long then tasting our come mixed with your delicious juices.

I would love to be fucking you with my prick in your hot steaming cunt and have Bob suck us both at the same time.

I want to have my hard hot prick in you and sucked by you so much!

1 ...  Yes, I like to look at wild photos and try them out in the flesh. Just think we three can stay in the nude together from Friday night till Sunday morning doing anything we want to.

2 ...  Yes, I have fucked my fist until my come shot every where.  But it is much more fun when somebody helps me.

3 ...  I haven't ever fucked a real young girl so I don't know what it's like.  But I've seen some sexy little cunts around and would love to dip my wick into them.  While we're talking about fucking other women I did fuck one woman here in the office.  She isn't very pretty, but has a very hot cunt.  In fact I fucked her on HER desk.  The next day every time I looked at her sitting at the desk my cock would get so hard!  I fucked that day during working hours against the wall and we almost got caught!  Now she won't let me come near her.

4 ...  No I don't think there is anything wrong with two women eating each other, but I don't know any girls like that.  But will try to find some for you.

6 ...  Yes I love to read dirty books.

7 ...  No, I don't have any naughty photos.  I had to get rid of them when I got married.  And I sure made a mistake marrying someone who wasn't a swinger.

When I get to Denver next Friday, probably around noon I will get a nice motel, then will go out and get some booze and anything else you can think of and be all ready.  And lots of whipped cream.  I'll call you and give you the name and address of the motel and my room number.

I wished I lived next door to you too.  My hot lips and tongue just can't wait to lick and suck your hot delicious slippery cunt and want very much to have you suck and lick my hard prick and balls.  Yes ...  I am rubbing my prick now and am about to shoot a hot load.  I hope you like the taste of my come.  When you suck me off maybe we can exchange come from each others mouths for a while then I could put it in your cunt with my tongue?

The reason for Mike's name on the P.O.  box is that I got him to get a box for me and he used his name but I am the only one that has the combination.

I had a neighbor that used to give me some hot fucking until her old man got wise to her fucking around on him.  We used to start off by taking a bubblebath together and she would stroke my red hot cock then kiss it as it stuck up out of the bubbles.  Then we would get out of the tub and dry each other off and she would play with my prick for a while.  I would suck her nipples until they got hard as rocks then she would take my prick and rub it against her nipples.  Then I would start sucking her pussy and it would get so hot and juicy.  It would make her clit long and hard and I loved to suck it into my mouth and wrap my tongue around it.  It got almost as big as, a small prick.  At the same time she would suck my prick and lick my balls.  We both loved it very much.

I was thinking maybe Bob and I could do this.  Bob would lay on his back with his head facing one direction and his legs wide apart.  I would do the same thing only facing the other way.  Then you could rub our pricks together and get on top of us face down and lick and suck both of our hot throbbing pricks.  At the same time one of us could be sucking your hot delicious cunt, then you could switch around still licking our cocks so the other could taste the sweet juice of your hot cunt.  Does this sound like fun?  It does to me.

Then also you and I could lay on our sides with me fucking you from behind with my hot slipper prick.  Bob could lay on his side with his face near your juicy cunt.  He could lick and suck as both at the same time while you suck that huge cock of his.  Then Bob and I could change places.

Tell me about some more of your wild experiences.  I bet you probably fucked half the guys in college last year.

Love ya,

Bill

Dear Bill, Oct.  6

I received your sexciting letter just a little while ago.  God, but you have such sexciting ideas.  I just know I'm going to have my fat little pussy fucked the best ever by you two sex-crazy men!  The very first thing I want us to do is ...  for you to push that big hot prick way up inside me and fuck me good and hard while Bob watches.  After that we can have some fun experimenting with those wild wonderful positions.

I'm typing this because I'm in a hurry to get it in the mail to you.  I'm sending this to your office so you'll be sure to get it before I see you.  Honey, I wish there was some way for us to come to Denver but our car's in the shop, and the last bus for there leaves at 7:10.  I will have to work Friday night until ten.  I should work Saturday too but if you come up I won't.  I probably couldn't anyway ...  you and Bob will probably fuck me so much I won't be able to walk ...  I hope!

I'm on my period now and will be through Wednesday.  I'm sitting here wearing a pair of light green panties with sheer white lace in front, over my burning pussy.  I wear tampax and it's like one continuous fuck!  I was out with this boy last year at college and had my period.  We parked and before I knew it we were both so hot!  I told him I had my period before we went out.  The only reason he wanted to date me was to fuck me and it was the same for me.  I wanted to suck him off but he said it had been so long since his prick had been in a pussy that he wanted to rub it against mine until he comn.  To tell the truth he was a thirty year old college professor and his wife was eight months pregnant and wouldn't let him even touch her.

Ron pulled my panties off and I slid down on the car seat.  I felt the hot sticky head of his pulsating prick rubbing against my open thighs.  I reached down and wrapped my trembling fingers around his hardness.  And rubbed the swollen head against my fat quivering lips.  With my other hand I spread the lips of my eager pussy open and guided the slippery head of his prick in.  I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he moved back and forth until it pushed against my tampax.  God, it felt so good!  Ron moved his prick slowly just inside the tight opening of my pussy until his prick started throbbing like crazy and his hot juice squirted in me.

We finally got a chance to do it right.  Guess where?  In his office during lunch right on his desk.  I laid down on his desk and he stood up.

I think I told you Bob met a fellow here in town that has a darkroom and will let Bob use it, didn't I?  I want some photos of us doing wild, groovy things together ...  especially one of me sucking that big throbbing prick of yours.  I can almost taste its salty-sweetness squirting into my mouth real hot.

I'm going to bring some of my sexiest panties and mini-dresses so you can take me out to dinner.  And I want some photos of you taking off my clothes.  Will the people at the motel say anything if they see me going into your room with a small suitcase?

Bob just suggested that if you bring your car we could take a ride out into the country and take some pictures of us fucking in your car or on a blanket.  I love to be fucked outside, especially during the day.  I love to be fucked anywhere come to think of it.  Bob even fucked me in the movies once!

We wrote to several couples in Denver, wouldn't it be wonderful if we got an answer from them before Friday?  If we do you have to promise to save some of that big hot prick of yours for me, too, okay?  One of the couples are AC/DC and that means she likes to eat pussy.  If she's pretty and sexy you might see me lick a sweet pussy for the first time.  I really love to suck Bob's hot prick right after he's had it in my pussy ...  know what?  I think my pussy tastes sweet and sometimes I wish I could lick it myself ...  I can suck on my own nipples and THAT really sexcites me!

Bob said that I should tell you about the time I played with my girlfriends pussy while her boy-friend fucked me.  Sandy my roommate in the Dorm and I were sitting around talking one night about eight o'clock.  Her boy-friend Chris called and asked if she wanted to go out and get drunk.

She asked him if I could come along and he said yes.  We were all under age so Chris bought three tall six-packs and we drove out into the prairie. We all sat in the front seat drinking and listening to the radio.

Sandy and I both wore short dresses and I got so hot when I saw Chris' hand sneak under her dress in the darkness.  Sandy really put the beer away and about two hours later she passed out or fell asleep.  Chris was kissing her neck and running his hand up and down her right thigh.  My breasts grew tight and I felt my nipples harden as I pushed my leg over so his hand would come in contact with it.

I moaned and gasped for breath when his hand moved up the inside of my thigh.  God his fingers felt so smooth and hot!  It made me tremble all over as I opened my legs and felt his fingertips brush against my quivering pussy lips.  I pushed my hips out as his finger slipped under my panties and worked in between the moist fat lips of my eager pussy.  I wanted to cry when he pulled away from me.

He shook Sandy and tried to wake her up but she just moaned.  He whispered for me to take my panties off.  I arched my hips and started pulling them off and he got out of the car and walked to my side.  When he opened the door I started to get out, thinking he wanted to get in the back seat.  He pushed me back in and crawled in between my legs, kneeling on the floor.

His big hard prick was out and I opened my legs wider.  My thigh was up against Sandy's and it sent little electric thrills through me.  It was even more sexciting knowing Sandy was so close and her boy-friend's prick was rubbing up and down my moist slit.  I pushed my hips forward as Chris' hard prick slowly slid deeper into the hot wetness of my pussy.  I pushed my hips up in rhythm to his slowly thrusting prick.

Chris took my hand and tried to force it between Sandy's legs.  I resisted for a moment then let him push my hand under her skirt and against her furry mound.  I was surprised when I felt her soft curls against the back of my hand.  She didn't have on panties!  That thought sexcited me tremendously.  I didn't move for a while, not until Chris started whispering all kinds of things in my ear.

"Play with her pussy ...  she likes that ...  stick your finger inside her hot cunt.  Finger fuck her!"

I did and it was so sexciting I almost forgot about the sweetness of Chris' prick fucking hotly into me.  I found Sandy's clitty and she moaned and writhed her hips slowly.  Chris squeezed her big full titties and began thrusting his hot prick faster and faster until he tensed.  I felt his prick jerking wildly and then the delicious feeling of his hot thick comn spurting into me.

Sandy never Mentioned it but I knew she had been awake.  At least there close to the end.  I used to get so sexcited watching her walk around the room wearing nothing but thin panties.  She had a big dark brown bush of soft curls and once she had on a pair of white gauze panties.  I could see the fat lips and they were moist.  I wanted to crawl in bed with her at night but I was afraid she'd get mad or something.

One night she came in late and was so drunk she could hardly walk.  I lay in bed fingering my pussy as she took off all her clothes.  Her pink panties were soaking wet and I knew she'd been fucked.  Roger's comn was still hot and slippery inside my own pussy.  Sandy lay across the bed and went to sleep, completely.  After a few minutes I got up and turned the light out.  I picked up her wet panties and smelled her wetness and the boy's comn.  It made me so sexcited!  I walked over and knelt by her bed and leaned over and kissed her wet mound.  She didn't move and I stuck my tongue out and licked lightly up the swollen slippery lips of her pussy.

I had better tell you now just in case you want to take me out some place for a few drinks.  I'm only twenty.

Darn, when I start writing to you I just don't know when to stop!  I'm going to HAVE to end for now and get ready for work.

I'll expect your call about three Friday.  And don't play with that big hot prick of yours anymore!  I want to feel it shoot a big hot flood of comn deep in my belly!

Love Ya,

Connie

Dear Sexy Ones,

Your letters and the anticipation of this weekend coming up have got me on fire.  My cock just won't stop dripping.

I have made my reservations and will be in Denver at 8:45 A.M.  Friday.

Just can't wait to fuck your sweet hot slippery pussy fast and hard and deep with hot cock.  So much that I'm about ready to throw a fuck in this bitch here in the office ...  regardless of what she says.  My cock aches like hell it's so hard.  How I wish you were here now to suck it with your hot lips and tongue.  I want to shot a big load in your mouth and then French kiss you with the come still in your mouth.  We could share it each swallowing some of it.

Is your cunt hot and juicy now?  Have you got your fingers in that hot pussy?  Or is Bob sticking his tongue in the juicy love nest?  I hope my letters excite you as much as yours excite me.

It's Sunday and of course I haven't got your next letter yet but I just had to start this letter so I could let you know how I feel to day.

At church this morning I saw a sexy little whore that Bob would go crazy over.  She's a little brunette about 14, I heard someone call her Carol.  She wore a very short blue dress and sat behind me.  I was turned around talking to a friend and couldn't help notice all her bare thighs.  I looked up from her thighs and the little cunt was SMILING!  The next time I looked down she had her knees open wide.  My cock got so fucking hard.  I could see the narrow strip of light blue nylon covering her pussy.  I turned around then.

I bet I have read your sexy redhot letters a hundred times while looking at your photos and fucking my fist.

Will finish this letter when I recieve your letter.

Connie ...  Tuesday eve.

Just got your wonderfully sexy letter.  I am glad you have decided what to do first.  I just can't wait to fuck my hot throbbing prick into that tight cunt of yours.

I am flying to Denver.  Will rent a car when I get there.  I'll call you for sure at 3:00 Friday.  What I would like to do is pick you two up in Cheyenne and then go back to Denver to my motel.  Then I can drive you two back Sunday morning.

Or maybe we could go to your place for a while and get the ball rolling and then go down to Denver.  I'll get the motel for three so don't worry about that.  I'll bring the booze, lots of film and flashcubes and whipped cream.

How I wish you were here to suck me off, but just think, only three more days.  Damn, this is going to be one groovy, wonderful, sucking, fucking weekend!

I hope some of the other couples do write.  I think a big group would be out of this world.  Just think of laying in a big pile of teats, pussys, balls and pricks!

I would love to have you suck my prick when I pulled it out of your hot juicy cunt.  I could lick and suck your pussy at the same time.  I'd like for you and I to suck Bob's huge cock and when his juice shot out we could catch it together.  Then if Bob wanted he and you could do it to me.

I promise to save all my juice for you from now on.  I'll probably come before I get it in that beautiful pussy of yours.  I've been so hot all week.  After that first time I'll be able to go hard and fast and give you a great fucking.

Must close now cause I have to go home.

Will call you at 3:00 Friday afternoon and will be up to get you Friday evening.

Love ya,

Bill

Hi Lover!  Oct.  8

It's ten-thirty now.  I'm laying across the bed wearing only a pair of sheer pink panties and thinking about you.  My pussy is almost on fire and it's awful juicy (my boss fucked me just before I got off work.  It was good but You are better I think).  I finished my period yesterday and last night I was so hot that when two good-looking guys offered me a ride I couldn't say no.  They fucked me for two solid hours and it was wonderful. When I got home and Bob felt how wet and slippery my panties were he just pushed me down on the bed and ate my juicy comn-filled pussy for at least an hour.

I want to feel your big prick squirting your hot comn deep in my pussy and down my throat sooo bad!  I'm laying on my tummy writing this and there's this lump in the mattress that keeps rubbing against plump wet little pussy.  Oh, shit, does it feel good!  I wish you had been here when you made that hot prick of yours comn.

I had a terrible dream the other night.  There were about ten handsome men standing around my bed all naked.  And everyone of them had pricks as big as Bob's!  I was laying there begging them to fuck me but they just rubbed their huge pricks until all ten of them were comning at the same time.  They just covered my body with all that hot sticky comn but none of them would put his hot prick in my madly burning pussy.  Damn that was a funky dream.

Bob's sitting in the tub soaping his huge hardened prick and shaking it at me.  I'm going to be dreaming about you the minute Bob pushes his hot beautiful prick deep into my itching pussy.  I just know he's going to shove it in me real hard and fast.  He's always real hot when he has a piece of pussy from some other girl.  He fucked a little sixteen year old brunette to day.  He met her at the movies where she works.  Her name's Lynda and she left her panties here.  Her pussy smells awful sweet and Bob said she's real tight.  But with a prick like his all pussys are tight.

I asked Bob if he would like to help me suck your hot prick off and the idea sexcited him.  That sounds very sexciting and after you fuck me good and hard, you and I will have to suck his hot eight inch prick off.

I want you all to myself the very first time.  I want to feel your strong rough hands and hot lips all over me, sucking and kneading my titties, licking my pussy.  I want to feel that hot throbbing prick in my mouth.  Then I want you between my legs and to push that hot thing up into the wet hotness of eager pussy.  I want you to fuck me hard and fast, ramming your prick hard against my womb.

Afterwards we can start doing all those wild wonderful things we talked about.  I know!  After you fuck me good we'll rest a little.  Then I'll suck your prick hard and you can put it in from behind.  Bob can lay in front and lick us both and your hot comn that will be running out all over my thighs.  Bob likes the way you suggested that ...  I do too.  After Bob comns I'll roll over and let you have some of it.

Bob's drying off now so I better hurry and finish this ...  that giant prick of his is still hard!  If you really come up Friday I'll give this to you then ...  if not I'll mail it to you with a Dear John!

Love Ya,

Connie

Bob and I have discovered that most of the people we swing with, or rather the ones we correspond with, are not what they claim to be.  From Bill's letters you would think he was very virile and capable.  But he was the greatest disappointment since Bob and I started to swing.

Bill and Bob were waiting when I got home from work that Friday night. I was pleasantly surprised to find that he was indeed nice-looking.  My pussy was moist with anticipation the moment I stepped in and saw him.  I greeted him with a big smile and a "Hi".  Bob fixed me a drink while I changed clothes.  I was careful to leave the bedroom door slightly ajar.  I slyly walked past the opening in sheer white panties, French bra, garterbelt and nylons.  I could feel his eyes on me and I shuddered deliciously.  I slipped on a dark-green minishift and put on the sheer, lacy pink panties that I had bought just for the occasion.

I came in and sat down across from him, and his eyes roved over my full thighs.  Bob handed me a frosty drink and I shivered.  My pussy was burning madly.

Bob put on several records and I asked Bill to dance with me.  He was a fair dancer and I pushed my trembling body up against his.  Bob turned the lights off until we were shrouded in a soft dim glow.  Bill became bolder and his hand moved down to cup the fullness of my bottom.  I pushed against him and moaned softly when I felt his hardened prick throb against my stomach.  I led him into the bedroom.

As soon as we were in the bedroom, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately.  I sucked his hot tongue into my mouth and writhed my hips against his hardness.  His fingers unzipped my dress, and I shivered as his warm hands caressed the bare skin of my back.  I pulled away from him and hurriedly took my dress and panties off.  Bill was frantically tearing at his clothes as I lay down on my back.  I was caressing the fat moist lips of my madly itching pussy until Bill's hot fingers took over.  He sucked hard on my hardened nipples and he groaned as I wrapped my fingers around his hot throbbing prick.  I caressed its swollen head with my thumb and his cum was already oozing stickily from its gaping mouth.

I smiled up at him as he raised up and slid my moist panties off.  I opened my legs and told him to fuck me now.  And he did.  Rather, he tried. I cried out with pleasure when I felt the head of his swollen prick slip hotly between the moist lips of my eager pussy.  Then he fell heavily on me and I cried silently.  His prick throbbed spasmodically and his cum shot out in heavy squirts deep in my contracting pussy.

He kept saying over and over he was sorry.  But he was just too hot.  I told him that it was okay.  His slowly deflating prick felt wonderful inside me.  I saw Bob standing with his huge prick swaying massively by the bed.  I smiled and motioned for him to join us.

He crawled up against us and I could feel his throbbing eight inches against my thigh.  A delicious chill went through my widespread thighs when I felt Bob's hand slide in between Bill and I.  His strong, experienced fingers moved expertly through the wet curls of my mound.  I groaned loudly when his finger brushed against my clitty.

I gripped Bill's limp, sticky prick lightly.  Bob moved in between my widespread thighs and I jerked and moaned involuntarily as his tongue licked Bill's cum from the swollen lips of my pussy.  Bill kissed me passionately, sucking my tongue deep into the hot wetness of his mouth.

When Bill started sucking on my hardened nipples, I raised up to watch Bob.  His head moved slowly, licking up Bill's cum.  The thought of him eating my pussy after someone had come inside me always excited me.  Bill's lips were sending thrills through my taut breasts at the same time.

I began pushing my full hips up to the maddening friction of Bob's lips against my clity.  His hands pushed at my inner thighs, urging me to spread them wider.  I threw my left leg over Bill and moaned louder as his teeth nipped teasingly at my nipples.

My left hand pressed Bill's face tighter against my tit, the other entangled in Bob's long sandy hair, urging his lips on.  Bob's tongue licked up and down my cum-smeared slit in long deliciously maddening strokes.

I whimpered, begging him to suck harder.  His hands slid under my full quivering butt, lifting me tighter to his wildly sucking tongue.  I could feel his nose rubbing against my sensuously erect clit.  I whimpered incessantly as his tongue sent shudder after shudder through my trembling body.

I writhed and twisted under his hot piercing tongue, moaning out breathless obscenities.  Bob's hand came out and caressed Bill's balls, then he squeezed my hand affectionately.

That night Bob gave me one of the best fuckings I ever had.  Poor Bill never got another hard on all night.  Nothing Bob and I could do would draw his limp prick to erection.  He left about four in the morning like a whipped puppy.  We never heard from him again.  It's not him I pity ...  it's his wife!

Bob and I correspond with about a hundred couples, with more answering our ad every day.  I thought I'd put in a letter to a single guy that we had met several times.  In my answer to him, I told of the first time Bob and I swapped partners.  It was quite by accident too.



Chapter 2

Dear Connie,

I called this morning but got no answer.  I'm at the library now writing this and looking at your pictures and dreaming a little bit.  I know you won't mind if I mentally undress you.

I saw the redhead last nite but have decided to cancel all plans.  She is too inhibited and would rather get serious than enjoy life.  I don't want to get involved.  I've heard that redheads are quite passionate but I believe she would be the exception ...  too conservative.  Oh well!  back to the drawing board.  I wish to hell I could find a girl near here, half as pretty and half as passionate as YOU!

I have an appointment with another one at 2 P.M.  to try to sell some insurance to.  She's a GO-GO Dancer with big boobs ...  almost too big, too saggy I think.

I'll keep trying to call until I get through.

Love,

Tom

Dear Tom, Sunday

You're probably mad at me.  Bob and I spent last Wednesday in Laramie visiting friends.  When I opened your letters I felt like crying.  I'll try to make up for not being here when you called.  Call me as soon as you get this, okay?  I'm sending you some Polaroids to help you not forget me.

Oh, did we ever have a wild time last night!  We spent the night with the brother of my old college roommate.  He's 19 and his wife Karen is not quite eighteen.  Merlin fucked me once a few years ago (I think he even fucked his sister, Sandy.) They wanted us to spend the night with them so we decided to have a party.

We sat around talking and listening to the Stereo.  Merlin and Karen were sitting across from us and both Bob and I could see up Karen's dress. She was wearing bright pink panties.  Naturally I made sure they could see up my skirt, too.  Merlin kept looking up my skirt and then up to my face. I winked and smiled at him.

Bob and I were dancing to the soft music, his body pressed tightly to mine when Merlin cut in.  Bob laughed and pulled Karen to her feet saying that it was a sin to ignore someone as beautiful as she.  I got very sexcited watching the way she pressed herself against him.  The lights were low and the drinks and music were making us all feel sexy.  I could feel Merlin's prick hard and throbbing against my stomach.  I pressed tightly against him and when I glanced at Bob and Karen they were dancing.

I saw Bob kissing Karen's neck and his hand was slowly working down her side to her full young ass.  Bob's caressing hand was slowly drawing her skirt higher.  I whispered for Merlin to look at them.  By then Bob had Karen's skirt up so we could see the edge of her pink panties as Bob's fingers caressed the back of her naked thighs.  Merlin moaned softly and his hardened prick throbbed in heavy, quick jerks against me.

The music stopped and we stood in each other's arms for a few seconds longer.  I whispered for Merlin to let me sit in his lap and he did.  He didn't waste any time either.  I guess he couldn't help it the way I was squirming my big butt against his prick.  We kissed and I urged his hand under my skirt.

We glanced at Bob and Karen.  She was stretched out on the sofa with her head in Bob's lap.  They were kissing passionately and Bob had her full skirt up to her waist.  I got so excited watching his fingers tracing lightly over the swollen mound of her downy young pussy.  Of course, Merlin's fingers slipping under the leg of my bright red bikini panties helped a lot too.

Then to my disappointment Bob just picked Karen up in his big strong arms and carried her into the bedroom.  I had wanted to watch him shove that gigantic prick of his into her.  With them gone Merlin wanted us to go to the sofa.  While I was standing he put his hands under my skirt and pulled my panties off.  God I was so hot and excited that I laid down on the sofa with my legs open and begged him to fuck me.  And boy, did he ever! He was as excited as I was and shoved his hard prick into my eager and wet pussy hard.  He did it so hard and fast that it didn't take him long to shoot his comn deep in my palpitating pussy.

We lay there gasping for breath and we could hear Karen moaning and crying, begging Bob to fuck her.  Merlin's deflated prick started throbbing back to hardness inside my slippery pussy.  He started thrusting it in long slow strokes as Karen cried out in pain and pleasure, "Ohhh ...  God!  It's so big!"

We could hear the bed squeaking and straining under Bob's hard thrusting body.  Karen moaned loudly and incessantly.  Merlin moaned, "God, listen to her!  She's never been that hot before!" I writhed my hips up against Merlin's pounding hips, listening to Karen's moans.  I was barely conscious of his prick spewing his second load of comn hotly into me.

He lay inert on me as we listened to Karen and Bob.  Then we heard her cry out loudly that she was comning.  Merlin told me then that she'd never comn before.

Merlin was in the bathroom when Bob came out of the bedroom followed by Karen in a thin bath robe.  Her face was flushed and her pretty brown eyes were glassy and vacant.  Bob put his arms around me and kissed me hard.  I pushed my hips up against him and felt his huge prick hard and throbbing against me.  For some reason that even Bob can't explain he's always horny for ME after he's fucked another girl!  And naturally I love it.

All the way back to Cheyenne I sucked Bob's prick, tasting Karen's pussy juice on it.  Bob had a tremendous climax before we got out of Laramie.

Well, Tom, how's that for a sexciting evening?  I'm going to write and invite them down for the week-end as soon as I finish this.  But I don't think they'll come down though.

You'd better tell me how you make out with your Go-Go girl!  I hope you get her into bed.

Write real soon and call me, too.

Love Ya,

Connie

Karen answered my letter, but she avoided mentioning what had happened at her house.  Karen would be jealous of me having Bob, plus Merlin enjoying me physically.  Merlin would be jealous of Bob having given Karen her first orgasm.  I imagine he probably threw it up to her for several weeks afterwards.

Bob and I think of sex as a pleasure and a need.  In the same class as food or sleep.  I don't think we're wrong, either.

We've met some interesting, unusual, and intelligent people through our swinging correspondence.  This is the answer to a letter I wrote in reply to an ad wanting young women to make an unusual movie ...

Dear Connie,

Thank you for answering my ad and I apologize for the delay with my reply.

I fell in love with your photo since it suggested so many potential possibilities.  I adore your long, blonde hair and I'd like to see you dressed in mod things that would exploit your best features.  You have impressive dimensions, beauty and appeal that would attract most men and women.

Please send more pictures of yourself and I promise to return them.

You are a natural for my 'taste' and I would hope we could meet in the near future.  I 'dig' a female who would enjoy another attractive female and, if we should ever become good friends, I would make every effort to introduce you to attractive, groovy females who would throw in with us for pleasure.  I need you to 'groove' with other females or with other couples.

Joan and I have 'cooled' the movie project, but we continue to be friends.  However, she continues to be very active with all types of 'underground' activities.  Write to her.  Explain to her that we have corresponded and that you are interested in her movie activities.  If you 'dig' 'way out' colored guys or any other type males, she could handle the matter for you.  The two of you could make a small fortune in L.A.  She would be your 'front' and handle all of the details for you.  Joan is an experienced female and she's made several movies and has excellent contacts.

I'll call Joan to tell her to expect a letter from you ...  and enclose a picture.  Let her be your 'front' while you enjoy your men and profits. Joan knows where to have your films developed.

I'm involved with the recording industry and affiliated with a 'name' recording artist, so I hesitate to say more about myself.

With very best wishes, I remain

Sincerely,

A.V.

Dear Joan,

I'm writing to you at the suggestion of A.V.  of Glendora.  He said he'd call and tell you to expect my letter.  He hinted at something, I think he meant that you could help me get into those wild sexy movies and help me meet generous men.  If this is true, I think it's wonderful!

It's hard to imagine getting paid to do something I love so much!  I've had a varied and wonderful sex-life since I was 13.  I'm married to the most wonderful guy and he's "hung" like a God!

I'm enclosing a photo and several slides.  Could you return the slides?

Hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,

Connie

Dear Connie,

You are just what I have been looking for!  I can get you a couple of wealthy guys who would be able to pay well for some young beautiful pussy like you.

I hope you are going to be 21 soon.

I have contact with many men.  I give massages, sell pussy, make movies and anything else I can do to make money.  Money is my fetish, really my main "thing".  I have sucked on a couple of tits but haven't really sucked a clit but I guess I can fit these lips around yours.  I give a wonderful "blow" to a man.

Now, for your moving.  You are welcome to stay with me and we will scout around for a suitable apartment if you decide to live in Hollywood.  You can stay with me as long as you want to.

Maybe I can learn you to massage and you will be earning money and have good contacts with men and I expect to get a few women, too, so you will be well supplied with sex.

I will groom you and teach you what I know.

Why don't you call me and reverse the charges and we will talk.

So give me a call as soon as you get this letter.  O.K.

Love and Piece,

Joan

The following letter is an answer to my ad in a swingers club magazine. The funny thing about it is he didn't know who I was and that I was the hot little blonde he fucked at a New Year's party.

Hi,

My name is Bill.  I am 34 years old, 5'7" tall 145 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes.  I am a graduate student at the University of Wyoming (with a good income from a fellowship and GI bill).  I am eager to contact swingers for some good hot sex.  I love to fuck (naturally).  I also love to eat hot pussy, love having my cock sucked off, playing with tits.  In short I love sex!  I can travel anywhere in the state and am looking forward to pumping some hot come into you.  Please write soon.

Eagerly,

Bill

He didn't care for a threesome so I spent the night in a hotel with him. It was really good.  I sucked his beautiful prick all the way the first time.  He really knows how to eat pussy, too!  Before the night was over he came in my pussy twice.  He fucked me a third time before I left the next morning.

And when I got home, Bob ate my slippery cum-filled pussy and then fucked me hard!



Chapter 3

The following commentary and letters will be about our swinging parties with AC/DC couples and single girls.  Bob's work takes him all over, and I go with him most of the time, and we have quite a bit of fun.  We had parties with couples in Texas, Florida, Virginia; Washington, D.C., New Jersey, Colorado, just to name a few states.

The very first girl I ever made love with was a little sixteen-year-old nymphet in Cheyenne.  Bob met her at the movie where she worked.  Lynda is a very pretty brunette with long straight hair.  She has the most beautiful figure Bob or I have ever seen.  It's not big, but full, rounded and firm.

The first time Bob fucked her was in our apartment.  She had left her panties and I got excited when I smelled her sweet pussy stains on them.  I wore her panties to bed that night and it excited Bob and I so much that we fucked all night.  Bob's beautiful prick was rubbed raw, to say nothing of me walking around bow-legged for two days.

Lynda thinks I'm Bob's sister.  We went to the movie one night a few days later and he introduced us.  I invited her over for a visit some time. During the movie, Bob went out to see Lynda and they sneaked up to the secluded balcony.  Bob fucked Lynda on the carpeted floor and took her panties.  They were sheer, bright red bikini panties and soaking wet.  I slipped mine off and put hers on.  By the time we got home, the panties were twice as wet.

That night, after Bob loved me real good and hard, we talked about Lynda. Bob was going to tell her that I was going away for the night and that he wanted her to come over.  I was supposed to come in and catch him fucking her on the sofa.

She agreed to come up on a Friday night.  She had asked him to get some beer for her to drink.  Bob suggested that I hide in the closet so I could watch everything right from the beginning.

Bob bought a case of beer that Friday and I took a six-pack into the bedroom closet.  From there I could see the sofa in the living room and most of the bedroom, including our king-size bed.  I took off all my clothes, except my yellow French bra and the bright red panties that Bob had taken from Lynda.  I was sitting on the sofa nervously waiting, when I heard Bob unlocking the front door.  I ran into the bedroom and took an ash tray into the closet with me.

I could see Lynda sit down on the sofa.  She wore a short, tight knit minishift.  When she sat down and crossed her legs, the hem of her dress came up within several inches of her sweet young pussy.  Bob came over then with two beers.  I knew he had dissolved four Preludin tablets in hers, and after about two beers she would be begging him to fuck her ...  and me too I hoped.

My panties were moist when I ran my palm down between my legs.  My thighs were trembling, and my full titties grew taut, sending delicious shivers through my stomach to meet those radiating from my burning pussy.

I watched as Bob took our photo album out and sat down beside Lynda.  That particular album had all our sexy photographs in it.  As the pages turned, the photographs became wilder and wilder.  The last pages were some that were sent to us by Lee and Margie, a swinging couple from Washington D.C.  They were of Margie and other pretty young girls in all stages of lovemaking with each other.  And a few of Margie being licked by a huge Great Dane and two of her being fucked by the huge dog.

Bob was sitting on the other side of Lynda, and I could see her shocked, wide-eyed, open-mouthed expression as she looked at the photographs.  Bob's hand was caressing her smooth thigh.  Her dress was up very high, and I couldn't see the dark tops of her nylons so I assumed that she didn't have any on.  Bob said something to her, and she turned her head, looking up at him.

He kissed her passionately.  Bob's left hand moved from her bare thigh to the full swell of small shapely breasts.  I whimpered softly, kneading my tingling titties as I watched him squeezing hers.  I could see quite plainly that she was excited.  Her hand went to my husband's lap and caressed the full outline of his throbbing hardness.

They finally broke their kiss and I could see Lynda's breasts rising and falling sharply from her heavy breathing.  She turned her beer up and finished it.  Bob went to get her another one.  When he stood up, his eyes glanced toward the partially opened closet door.  He smiled.  I could see the tremendous bulge of his hardened prick.

Before Lynda finished her second beer, she had unzipped Bob's pants and had his beautiful prick out, caressing its hugeness gently.  Everytime I looked at the huge fullness of my husband's prick it was always with awe. Now it looked even larger and more exciting.  Maybe it was Lynda's small fingers wrapped around the thick shaft that made it seem so much larger?

Bob worked her dress up to her waist, and I saw her white nylon panties. As Bob caressed the slightly rounded bulge of her abdomen, Lynda opened her legs wide.  When I saw Bob's fingers' slide down into the hot valley between her open legs, my heart started pounding heavier and delicious shivers tingled in the pit of my stomach.

Lynda's moans were becoming louder, and her small hand moved faster as it slid up and down the length of my husband's prick.  Bob's hand was inside her panties, and I knew from her writhing and whimpering that his experienced fingers were manipulating her eager little clitoris.  My clit was erect and more sensitive than it had been in a long time.

Bob picked Lynda up and carried her into the bedroom.  He put her down about three feet from where I sat trembling in the closet.  My breathing seemed so loud and heavy that I was sure Lynda would hear me.  She was facing the closet as Bob took off her belt and unzipped her dress.  Her eyes were closed and her small pouty lips were parted and trembling slightly.  Bob pushed her dress forward over her shoulders, kissing her smooth bare neck.  Lynda arched her head backward, whimpering softly as my husband drew her dress down over her small breasts to her waist.

I was quivering, forcing three fingers into the hot wetness of my tight pussy.  Lynda's skin looked so soft and silky that I had to force myself to keep from leaving the closet.  When Bob unhooked her white padded bra and bared the full firm white spheres of her young breasts, I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.  I stared at the tiny dark hardened nipples centered so deliciously on the warm proud spheres.

Bob worked her dress down over the fullness of her flaring hips.  My tongue ran wetly over my full lips while my fingers moved furiously in my wet swollen pussy.  I could see the thin dark triangle of Lynda's pussy curls through her sheer white panties.  The narrow band of nylon that disappeared between her full young thighs was very moist.  I wanted so badly to reach out and caress her downy mound.  It looked so soft, warm and sweet!

Lynda lay down on the bed, her shapely legs parted slightly.  I stood up and leaned weakly against the doorframe.  My legs quivered uncontrollably as I watched Bob quickly take off his clothes.  The broad swollen head of his thick pulsating prick glistened wetly from the sweet cum that oozed from its slit.  Bob smiled at me and crawled over Lynda, pulling her into his strong arms.  They moaned loudly as their hot naked skins touched.  I moaned audibly too, almost feeling Lynda's firm breasts and hot-pointed nipples pressing deliciously against my own!  With trembling fingers I fumbled with the clasp of my bra, I sucked in my breath delightfully as the cool lusciousness of the air caressed my taut, tingling titties.

Lynda raised her rounded hips and helped my husband slip her moist white panties off.  Bob tossed them toward the closet.  I knelt down and reached out, pulling the lacy panties into the closet.  I put the moist crotch to my nose, and the heady, musky-sweet odor made my head spin.  When I looked up, Lynda was kneeling between my husband's widespread thighs.  Her tiny pink tongue was licking at my husband's corded stomach.  Bob's hands were holding her shoulderlength hair back so I could see her licking him.

Lynda's small hand was wrapped tightly around the thick base of Bob's huge blood-filled prick.  Now her face was hovering only inches from the broad glistening head.  Her head dropped slowly toward my husband's prick and suddenly her pink tongue flicked forward.  The tiny tip licked lightly at the sticky wetness smeared over the broad pulsating head of his prick.

Bob moaned as Lynda slid her open mouth down and enclosed the whole bloodfilled head in the hot wetness of her young mouth.  Her small, stretched lips tightened and slid down the thick shaft another two inches. The sight of my husband's beautiful prick sunk halfway between the ovaled lips of her mouth sent maddening thrills of ecstasy through my quivering thighs.

I cursed myself for not thinking of bringing the Polaroid in with me.  I remember Bob saying that she had refused to suck him the first time.  The closet seemed to be getting smaller with each passing minute.

Bob had taken her long hair and draped it over the far side of her slender neck.  I watched the sixteen-year-old's pretty face bobbing expertly up and down the thick glistening shaft of my husband's prick.  She was an experienced cocksucker!  I felt a tinge of jealousy.  I was very good, but Lynda was better!  Bob flexed his ass, his head raised, watching Lynda's head bobbing up and down the full eight inches of his prick.

Lynda must have sensed Bob's increased excitement, as I always did, for she began sucking his thick shaft harder.  My husband groaned over and over, his mouth moving crazily and incoherent words bubbled from his contorted lips.  Suddenly his head dropped heavily back onto the mattress and a heavy guttural moan tore from his lips.  His fingers entwined cruelly in Lynda's hair, holding her head tightly on his wildly jerking prick.  I moaned and worked my fingers frantically in and out of my wet, swollen pussy.  Lynda moaned loudly against my husband's spewing prick.  I could almost feel Bob's hot salty-sweet cum squirting hard against the back of Lynda's mouth.  She choked once as her smooth, flushed cheeks expanded and hollowed, greedily swallowing the hot flooding gushes of cum.

Lynda fell limply across the corded muscles of my husband's heaving stomach.  Her eyes were closed and her parted lips glistened wetly with Bob's slippery cum.  I wanted to kiss her, to feel and taste Bob's cum on her lips and hot tiny pink tongue.  I sat down weakly, fighting the raging desire to let Lynda know I was here.  I knew the time wasn't right yet, but my desire for the sixteen-year-old nymphet was a maddening thing.

Bob pushed Lynda onto her back and began sucking on her hardened nipples. The fingers of his left hand caressed her quivering young belly. I knew he wanted to eat her, but I knew he wouldn't because of me.  He knew I'd be going crazy by now.

The huge size of my husband's prick isn't the most extraordinary thing about his cock.  It's his recuperative powers.  He can have at least three powerful orgasms before losing his hard-on once!  I could see his prick laying on the whiteness of Lynda's left thigh.  Its broad head glistening wetly from Lynda's saliva as it throbbed spasmodically.

Lynda's hips and thighs quivered as Bob's fingers worked expertly between the downy, passion-swollen lips of her wet eager young pussy.  Hurry honey!  Hurry!  Oh, God, please hurry!  My mind screamed pitifully at my husband.

Bob's fingers were plunging deep into Lynda's writhing pussy as she moaned and pleaded with him to fuck her.  The moist downy cleft of her young pussy looked so inviting!  Bob moved in between Lynda's shapely widespread thighs and I stared in amazed excitement as her small delicate hand reached out and wrapped around my husband's huge, throbbing prick, guiding its swollen, blood-filled head into the wet tightness of her palpitating young pussy.

She moaned softly as Bob's thick shaft worked back and forth slowly, gradually sliding deeper until it looked as if she had taken the full length of his tremendous shaft.  My husband raised up on his hands, looking down at Lynda's pretty contorted face.  He slowly drew his slim powerful hips back, and my pussy quivered with delicious sensations, knowing the passionate thrills that were soaring through Lynda's trembling body.  Suddenly my husband's hips flicked forward and his thick pulsating prick rammed into the depths of her young pussy, hitting delightfully against the resilient lips of her womb.

Lynda screamed a low, sorrowful cry of pain, trying to escape the sudden pain.  Bob rammed into her again, grinding harder into her tender young flesh.  I knew my husband well enough to know he was enjoying her pain.  I reveled for a moment in the power my husband possessed over another young girl impaled on his massive prick.  I wasn't surprised at all when Lynda started responding to Bob's painful thrusts.

Bob ground his pelvis into her flaccid flesh as Lynda strained up against him, arching her hips, lifting them off the mattress.  The bed began to squeak and strain beneath them.  Lynda began whimpering incessantly beneath my husband's pounding body, her head flailing from side to side on the mattress in wild abandon.

"Oooohhhhh ...  fuck ...  me.  Do it good!" she whimpered breathlessly, wrapping her long shapely legs around his thrusting hips.  I watched as my husband began furiously thrusting his thick prick into the depths of her young eager pussy.  I watched hypnotized while Lynda moaned steadily in a low whimpering whine that sounded like a little lost puppy.

"Oooohhhh ...  Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!" Lynda moaned in ragged breaths and in rhythm to my husband's thick prick plunging into her.  I watched, fascinated, as the young girl became increasingly wilder, writhing her hips and frantically clawing at Bob's broad, muscular back.  "I'm doin' it!  Oooohhhh ...  I'm going ...  all ...  the way!" Lynda cried, helplessly out of her mind with ecstasy.  She screamed once more, arching her back and hips off the mattress.  Then she collapsed, her body quivering in tiny spasmodic tremors.  Bob continued to thrust into her limp body for several more seconds, then he tensed.  And I sighed deeply, knowing he was shooting his thick hot cum deep into the unconscious young girl's palpitating pussy.

Bob rolled from between Lynda's limply splayed thighs.  I stared at the wet swollen lips of her open young pussy.  Bob waved for me to come out, and I slowly pushed the door open and walked to the foot of the bed.  I still didn't know that Lynda had passed out and I tried not to shake the bed as I crawled up between her legs.

I stared into the mass of curly brown hairs.  They were soaked with her juice, and the heady aroma from her swollen pussy wafted into my nostrils in maddening whiffs.  My breath quickened as I looked between the swollen pink lips, a thick, creamy stream of my husband's cum oozing slowly from the tight pink inner opening.  My pussy was trembling maddeningly as my fingers gently spread the moist lips.  I saw Lynda's eager swollen pussy contracting ...  or maybe I was imagining it.  My nostrils flared and I quivered at the overpowering pungent aroma of her used pussy.

I ran my tongue lightly over her pink flesh into the deep pink folds.  The salty taste of my husband's thick cum mingled with Lynda's sweet juice, excited me tremendously.  I buried my face in her wet folds, and Lynda moaned softly and rotated her hips up against me ever so slightly.

I opened my lips slightly and sucked her tiny rigid clitoris into my mouth, my tongue darting out and fluttering around its erectness.  My eager, hungry mouth tasted her young hot juices as I ground my pussy into the mattress.  I could feel my husband's eyes burning hotly into us, and I reached out with my right hand and gripped the thick, throbbing shaft of his huge hardened prick.

Lynda began moaning louder as I sucked Bob's cum madly from her wet eager pussy.  I looked up and saw that Lynda had raised up on her elbows. She was staring down at me with wide-eyed, open-mouthed surprise.  Then she looked at Bob and smiled!  Bob leaned over and kissed her fully and passionately on her moist lips.  Lynda's parted legs came up over my shoulders and she locked her slender ankles behind my neck.  I began licking as deep as I could into the depths of her inner lips, and little Lynda writhed her hot young pussy up to me.

I pushed my eager tongue up the slippery sheath of her quivering pussy, feeling her pink walls contracting tightly around it.  No wonder Bob raved about how good Lynda could fuck with muscle control like that in her beautiful young pussy!  She moaned and writhed harder as I licked at the sides of her smooth pussy, sucking up the salty-sweetness of their mingled juices.

"Ooohhh!  I love that ...  don't ever stop ...  please!" Lynda whimpered weakly and I noticed Bob was sucking on her tiny hardened nipples.  I couldn't help wondering which one of us she was talking to.  Then she answered my question.

"Oh, shit, eat me!  Eatme ...  eatme ...  eatme," she whined incessantly. Her legs opened wide and she drew up her knees to open her sweet pussy as wide as she could for my frantically licking tongue.  I slid my hands under the full quivering cheeks of her ass, pulling the upturned crevice of her pussy tighter against my face.  She whimperingly pleaded for more.

"Oooohhh, shit!  Yesss ...  yessss," she hissed through clenched teeth. "Ooohh, shit!  My titties ...  squeeze my titties!  Oh ...  eatme ...  eatme ...  eat my pussy!" Bob was working on her firm young titties, digging his fingers into the magnificent spheres.  She groaned loudly, jerking her writhing hips spastically against my face.

My pussy was itching and burning madly as I ground it against the mattress.  My lips lost contact with her tiny clitoris as she began writhing frantically.  I pressed my face back into her grasping pussy, searching, then finding her erect, throbbing clitoris, sucking and nibbling on its velvety slipperiness the way Bob did to mine.  My fingernails firmly grasped her wildly gyrating asscheeks in each hand, holding her pussy tightly to my mouth.

"Suckme ...  suckme ...  suckme ...  Oooohhh ...  shit!" Lynda whimpered incoherently.

Her soft warm thighs closed around my head, gripping me tightly.  Her body rocked back and forth, carrying my sucking mouth along with her wildly grasping young pussy.  I felt the slender fingers of her right hand entangle in my long blonde hair, her head was flailing from side to side, her small, full lips were pulled back against her tiny white teeth in a grimace of sheer ecstasy.

A mournful sob burst from her tortured lips as she pushed her full young ass off the mattress, carrying my sucking lips with her.

"Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!  I'm going!  Oh, my God!  I'm going all the way!" Lynda moaned, her mouth gaping wide, eyes clenched tight in the ecstasy of her orgasm.  She mumbled incoherently over and over, her young shapely body shuddering convulsively as she clamped her thighs tightly around my head. Shudders and tremors shook her body uncontrollably and a low shrilled cry came from somewhere deep in her trembling body.  I could feel her wet pussy become even wetter and the pink inner lips sucked on my tongue.

Lynda went limp then, but her lovely young body continued to quiver.  I raised my head and looked at my husband.  He was smiling down at me as I crawled over Lynda's splayed thighs into his arms.  We kissed.  Bob sucked my tongue deep into his hot mouth.  He moaned hotly into my open mouth when he tasted Lynda's sweet young juice on my tongue.  I felt the hugeness of his hardened prick against my belly, and I moaned in his ear for him to fuck me.

He said he wanted to take some Polaroids of Lynda and I while she was still unconscious.  He got up and got the camera.  There were seven photographs left on the roll and we had only one flashbulb.  I snuggled up close to Lynda and put her limp left arm around my neck and her right hand on my pussy.  I put my right leg between her widespread legs and my left hand spread the wet, slippery lips of her sweet young pussy wide open.  I leaned over near her firm right titty, sticking my tongue out until it touched her tiny brown, erect nipple.  Bob took the photograph from Lynda's side of the bed and it turned out beautifully.  It looked just like Lynda was conscious and had just closed her eyes in ecstasy.

Bob crawled quickly between my legs and shoved his thick hardened shaft almost brutally into my wet passion-swollen pussy.  Bob's wonderful prick had just started jerking wildly and spewing his thick hot cum deep into my palpitating pussy when Lynda came to and rolled over against us.  She smiled at me and ran her hot slender fingers down to my cock-filled pussy. Her touch was so electric and thrilling that I cried out with the pleasure of it.

Her fingers caressed the thick shaft of my husband's prick which protruded from my tightly grasping pussy.  Bob pulled his prick out after it had finished shooting his hot juice into me, and he rolled over Lynda. Lynda's fingers continued caressing my swollen cum-smeared pussy.  I put my hand behind her head and pulled her mouth down to mine.

Her pretty face came down eagerly, her lips parted as they came softly and hotly in contact with mine.  Her tiny pink tongue slipped teasingly between my lips and I moaned, feeling the small hardened nipple of her firm right titty pressing deliciously against mine.  Lynda's hand began caressing my full titties, and her small full lips nibbled down my throat, across the velvety skin of my shoulder to my arched and aching titties.  The sixteen-year-old began to delicately suck the first one, then the other ...  her tongue was sending shivers of pleasure through every fiber of my trembling body.  Her hands were caressing my belly and thighs.  I trembled uncontrollably as her right hand reached the wet downy lips of my cum-filled pussy.  The thought that this beautiful sixteenyear-old girl would soon be licking my husband's cum from my pussy sent even stronger and more maddening thrills through my whole being.

Lynda's fingers slipped through the slipperiness on my pussy-lips and found my erect throbbing clitoris.  She began sensually touching it, caressing its maddening sensitiveness.  I began moaning and whimpering as her lips moved down, licking maddeningly at my quivering stomach.  Her full lips found my wet swollen slit and her tiny hot tongue replaced the fingers. The strange, searing pleasure soared intensely through my thighs, pussy, and heaving belly.  Lynda's fingers opened my slippery lips and her tongue slipped into me ...  I gasped and began undulating my hips, spreading my legs as wide as possible, letting the intense pleasure between my thighs grow stronger and stronger as her mouth and tongue sent chills of ecstasy through every nerve end that I possessed.

My hips began jerking, and I drew my knees up hard against my jiggling breasts to open my pussy as wide as I could.  Her hands pulled the upturned crevice of my pussy wide apart, stretching it cruelly as I begged for more. Her tiny pink tongue slid wetly down the crevice to the tiny pucker of my asshole, pressing the tip hard against it, until it gave ever so slightly and her tongue entered.  The wildest and most exquisitely wonderful sensations flowed through my ass.  I shrieked out my pleasure shrilly.

I felt and heard Lynda moan heavily into the open wet lips of my pussy. I raised up weakly on my elbows and looked down at Lynda's face buried between my splayed thighs.  My husband was kneeling between her thighs, rubbing the massive swollen head of his throbbing blood-filled prick up and down between the smooth white spheres of Lynda's ass.  He pushed forward and Lynda's tongue froze in my pussy and her body tensed.

As Bob's hips slid forward, Lynda slowly relaxed and her tongue began its maddening thrusts again.  My husband began pounding hard and fast into Lynda, and she moaned and her tongue matched the rhythm of his thrusting prick.  The pressure of Bob's thrusts was buffeting Lynda and I in its delicious tempo.

My head dropped back onto the mattress and I wondered fleetingly if he had his huge, thick prick in her asshole.  I didn't think so.  Bob had tried that with me, but his prick was just too big.

My fingers entwined in Lynda's soft brown hair and writhed my pussy hard against the hot pressure of her tongue.  I watched my husband's lust-contorted face running excitedly over my quivering titties and little Lynda's head bobbing lewdly between my widespread thighs.  I saw his lips compress tightly and his sexy blue eyes roll back in his head as he tensed with his eight inch prick buried in Lynda's sexy round ass.

I knew he was climaxing and, from the way Lynda had slowed down, I thought she was too.  Her fingernails dug painfully into the tender quivering flesh of my upturned ass.  I moaned with the pleasure-pain, and Lynda went limp, sprawling across my heaving belly.

Little Lynda, Bob and I had one more get-together before she suddenly decided not to talk to us.  Every time Bob and I go to the movie where she works, she always gives us the cold shoulder.  But my pussy starts itching madly every time I see her.

At our last time together, while Bob had gone to get some cigarettes, Lynda told me about her sex life: A neighborhood boy that was going to college raped her repeatedly when she was only thirteen.  She hadn't let a boy do it to her again until this past summer when she let her boy friend talk her into letting him and three of his friends eat her.  They made her so hot that she let all of them fuck her.  She thought my husband was the "grooviest" guy she had ever met.

After her rape, her sister seduced her and they are still carrying on their affair.  Lynda admitted that sex with boys was exciting, but until Bob fucked her she had never climaxed until she was with her older sister.



Chapter 4

John and Mary are not only AC/DC but our latest swinging friends.  The following letter came to us before we visited them.

Hello, Oct.  21

This is Mary and I enjoyed your letter very much.  Connie is very pretty and I'm very anxious to help you, Bob, make love to her and have you two return the pleasure.  The photographer friend in my ad is my husband, John. We did it that way to get the ad free.

A little about us, I am twenty, 5'4", 110 pounds and John (hubby) is 5'11" and 195 pounds.  He teaches college here in Houston.  We enjoy all things about sex and I enjoy making photos and really wild groovy movies. We enjoy group sex the most, like two men lovin' on me at once; or a boy and girl lovin' on me and of course photos of everything.  John can give you copies of any photos we make before you leave.

When you get here just give us a call and we will make plans to meet somewhere for a groovy party.  We would love to have you at our home.  I'm enclosing some photos of John and myself that we thought you two would enjoy.  You can keep them if you wish.  Here are your photos back so you can use them again.

Looking forward to hearing from you again.  Write soon,

Mary and John

Dear John and Mary, Oct.  23

Bob and I just recieved your nice letter and wonderfully sexy photos just a short while ago and I just had to sit down and write you.  I can't remember how much we said in our letter ...  so I'll just start at the beginning and tell you everything.

Bob is 30, 5'10", 150 pounds, beautiful blue-grey eyes and long sandy colored hair.  Bob is very virile and completely experienced in almost all the wonderfully sexciting things Swingers do!  And he posesses the most beautiful prick in the world and its size matches his experience.  It's eight inches long and two and a quarter across its beautiful head and when he comns WOW!  It's shoots so hard and makes me feel so dreamy!

Now for the dull, but eager half.  I'm twenty years old and a natural blonde with a blonde eager pussy.  I'm 5'51/2", 126 pounds and 36B-25-36. I went to the University of Wyoming in Laramie last year and really had a wild sex-ball!  I'm very uninhibited and until I got married I was very promiscuous ...  I still am a little bit.  I love to pose for uninhibited photos and I'm looking forward to posing with you for some groovy ones.

From your letter, Mary, it sounds as if you and I are quite alike.  There isn't anything more sexciting to me than having at least two experienced men making love to me at the same time.  Bob also enjoys it.  We have had several parties with single girls and AC/DC couples and they were really wonderful!  Here's an example of how we like our parties:

Bob and I had a party with a very pretty and sexy single girl in Denver, Colorado last month.  I got so sexcited watching Bob kissing and caressing her, later when all three of us were naked and in bed we couldn't help coming in contact with each other.  I was sucking on Bob's huge prick and Judy was kissing him and began slowly moving down until we were sharing his prick.  Several times we kissed each other passionately with my husband's prick pressed tightly between our cheeks.  We took turns sucking his prick and balls, at the same time we caressed each others' full titties.  When Bob finally shot his comn it was in Judy's mouth and after he'd finished she pulled away and gave me a passionate french kiss.  I sucked some of his comn out of her mouth and we both swallowed it then.

Later, after Bob had given us both a hard wild fuck we made love to each other and it was really wonderful.  Mary, tell me about the things you two like, especially you.  Your figure is very sexy and I can hardly wait to kiss and caress your pouty little titties and taste the sweetness of your mound.  I hope you feel the same way about me.

Bob and I have a small log cabin over-looking Jackson's Hole.  Maybe this coming summer you and John could come up for a visit and we could all go up there for a week or so?

I was thinking about us getting a suite at the Holiday Inn there in Houston.  But Bob said you might prefer us to come to your house so John won't have to cart all his camera equipment around.  Which ever you think best.  I just hope we don't get to Houston at the wrong time for you two.

I'll end for now ...  please write soon and tell us all about your likes and dislikes.  I'll tell you everything Bob said about Mary in my next letter.  It was all very, very good.  I've got a feeling when my husband puts that huge prick in me tonight he'll be thinking about that plump little pussy of yours, Mary.  That goes for me, too.  I'll be thinking about both of you

Love and Piece

Bob and Connie

Dear Bob and Connie Oct.  27

Your letter arrived in the mail a few hours ago and as you are so like us I felt I should answer you right away.  To be perfectly honest, John wrote the last letter you recieved.  I generally don't care to write the first letter as I am invariably disappointed in the answer.

I don't know what John told you about us.  Like you Connie I am only twenty but will qualify for membership in December.  I'd not be very modest if I told you my opinion of my looks.  I might just paint a picture that you would consider unreal.

John is twenty-nine (30 in December also) 5'11", 180 pounds.  I wouldn't call him inattractive for his weight though.  He is large boned and it suits him.  His hair is soft, curly and quite brown.  His eyes are the color of an angry sea ...  dark blue.  Inspite of his lack of literary talent he is a college professor.  Physics is his love but for the present he is stuck in mathematics.

We were married three years ago.  It was the typical story of run aways. Luckily (since I was 17) my parents decided not to interfer.  They have been sorry ever since, as I have never been so happy.  We have been remarried twice since then, once to make it legal; the other for the church (Orthodox).

John and I met each other on campus one evening.  We went to bed the next and God, did he ever drive me crazy.  He fucked me ALL night long!  On the third he asked me to marry him.  I guess he must have thought I had a hot pussy.  Frankly I was rather an amatuer.  I'd slept around a lot but this was the first time I had really been turned on ...  and how!  I've learned so much since then that I wonder what he thought of the crude way I fucked back to him then?  I find a man shows his true character in bed.  I have made so dear friends this way, male and female.  Once you know someone sexually what is there to hide?  People become people not actors when they "drop their pants" so to speak.

I love a good time with a passionte person.  I love BIG COCKS!

I do hope that you will come and visit us in Houston.  We'll take you to a place I bet you've never been to before.  There is in the city a club especially designed for swingers.  Swingers are the only members.  It is a great place to meet other Swingers.  We just meet there, get to know each other and invite people home or go to theirs.  We have met some wonderful people and had some really wild parties.  Most, if not all, of the members are professional people.

We have one child, who is a year old.  We do have an excellent sitter and several nurseries to chose from, one of which is open 24 hours.

We would invite you to stay in our home, but we have no room to put you up.  We are living in a rented house and our guest area has only one twin bed.

Well, I've gotten very wordy and said very little about our sex feelings. What can I say?  I enjoy anything new, I can go all night and it sounds like Bob is my kind of man.  I'm very anxious to feel all that hot meat of his in my cunt.  John can last a long time, too.  In fact everytime we come home from a party he asks me for seconds.  He really goes wild when he fucks his cock into me after some other hot stud has given me a good fucking.  At parties I do like to switch around a lot but if I find someone that really knows how to fuck a woman you'll find me with him all night!  I like variety ...  as John said in the first letter I love to have as many cocks as possible.

John arranged a massive gang-bang with a bunch of boys on campus.  Of course they didn't know I was his wife.  There were fourteen of them and two had cocks almost as big as Bob's.  I lost count of how many times they fucked me, I know some of them fucked me three times.  I sucked six of them off the first time.  I love to have a guy's come shooting down my throat!

We really enjoyed your photos.  Bob is very handsome and you were right. He DOES have a beautiful cock!  Connie, you're just simply, BEAUTIFUL!  There is no other way to describe you ...  and John and I both are looking forward to tasting the sweetness of your equally beautiful, little blonde pussy!

Well this letter really is far too long.  Do write soon.  I am dying to hear some of Bob's wit.

Sleep Tight,

Mary and John

Dear John and Mary, Oct.  30

Sorry I'm so late in answering your letter.  I've been pretty busy.  We had a swinging party in Denver again and my pussy is still swollen from all the sexciting pricks I had there!

We'll leave the decision of where we stay up to you.  As long as you're where Bob and I can get to you we won't care if we're on an ice-berg.  Bob's going to write a letter in a few minutes.  All the things he's been saying about you really turn me on.  I can't wait to see him fucking his big prick into that sexy little pussy of yours.  I feel the same as you do about sex ...  especially men.  The bigger his prick is, the better I like it.  But I even love little ones!  My thing is feeling them squirting deep inside me.  I can't see how some women can't stand to suck a man's prick all the way, can you?

I love to suck men all the way.  Especially someone that comes as violently as Bob does.  He always has a powerful orgasm.  I love to have more than one man fucking.  Three are the most I ever had and it was really wonderful.  That gangbang you had really sounded out of this world!  Do you think John could fix one up for both of us?  God, but that would be sexciting.  Laying all naked next to you while all those men fuck us!  How does that sound to you?

Here are a couple of things I'd like for us to do if you like them.

Have Bob lay on his back, I would kneel over his face and let him eat my pussy while I suck John's prick and you could sit on Bob with his huge prick in your sweet pussy and we could all go off at the same time.  I'd like for John to fuck me good while Bob fucks you, then you and I could eat each other's sweet, slippery pussy.  Do you think you'd like that?  Let me know some of the things you want to do.

Here's another, it's really my favorite.  Have Bob sit on the edge of the sofa and you sit on him with his huge prick inside you, facing away from him with your legs spread too.  Then I would get down on my knees between you two and suck at your clitty and Bob's balls while john fucked his hot prick into me from behind.  Later we could change places.

I'll end for now.  Please answer soon.

Love Ya,

Connie

Dear Mary Oct.  31

Connie and I just came back from a party.  It was as dull as we knew it would be.  The hicks around here think that getting drunk and making an ass out of themselves is having a good time ...  to each his own.  I've got your photos here now and needless to say my fucking cock is so hard that it hurts and there's a wet spot on my pants that keeps growing!  I can't help imagining how it would feel slowly slipping its throbbing hardness into the moist warmth of your palpitating cunt!  Christ!  I can almost feel its broad blood-filled head nudging gently against the resilient lips of your womb.

John hope you don't mind but I'm writing this letter directly to Mary. Not that I don't want you to read it, just thought I'd tell you.

Mary as for painting a picture of yourself that we would feel was unreal ...  Bull!  Start painting!  Tell me all the things you like and don't like ...  that will eliminate a lot of 'trial and error' caresses or what have you.

Do you like to suck a big, hot cock off?

Do you like having a guy eat his cum out of your hot twat?

What about 69?  Male?  Female?

Do you like having a big cock rammed up your hot tight asshole?

I could go on like that for several pages but I'll wait and let you tell me everything you like and how you like it.  Connie thinks I have a gigantic cock but actually I'm not that big.  My best asset is that I can shoot off at least three good hot times before losing my hard-on.  Then after a short rest it's back up again.  Usually during this short period I like to eat the sweet, juicy cunt I just fucked.

Looking at your photos, Mary, leaves me tongue-tied.  All I can think about is caressing every inch of your lithe, satiny body until both of us are trembling with need.  I want to suck your small, firm tits, feeling their tiny brown nipples slowly hardening under the teasing caresses of my tongue as the wet throbbing head of my cock jerks spasmodically against your slender shapely thigh.  I would kiss and lick every inch of your perfectly shaped little tits.  Slowly working down from the hardened nipples to the delicate undersides, licking and gently nibbling my way down the warm satiny smoothness of your quivering belly.  Stopping at the slight indentation of your belly-button ...  licking in, searching for what sweetness that may hide there.  Slowly, very slowly and lightly my tongue would wetly trail over the slightly quivering plane of your abdomen.  Now my chin is beginning to touch the outer edges of the soft brown curls of your pussy.

Slowly my tongue would lick into the very edges, my nostrils begin flaring as they catch the first fleeting drifts of the musky-sweet odor of your heated desire.  My tongue moves around the very edges of the forest of brown curls as you slowly open your legs wide.  Down goes my wetly licking tongue around the forest's edge until it reaches the dampness of your velvety inner thigh.  Then its wetness moves down the long tapered column to your dainty feet.  When it tires of that foot my eager lips move slowly wetly teasing up the slender column of the once neglected leg.

As it nears the moistness of your inner thigh it slows down and begins a sucking, nibbling action as it nears the moist pulsating lips of your hot eager cunt.  Slowly it licks through the moist downy curls until it flicks teasingly between the desire-swollen lips and then drops down ...  down ... down, until my nose is lightly touching the moist lips as my tongue licks out at the tiny pucker of your asshole.  It wetly teases and then it presses warmly against its rubbery ring, my hot breath teases at the moist palpitating lips of your eager young cunt.  My tongue presses harder and you moan breathlessly as the puckered ring gives way to the hard pressure of my invading tongue.  I can feel your long delicate fingers caressing the back of my head as your hips rise urging me to suck into the wet warmth of your cunt.  From your tight puckered little asshole my tongue licks up the sweet juice that's coming from between your downy cunt lips.  THEN, finally it moves through the curly mist as my fingers spread the wet swollen lips, exposing the erect throbbing clitoris hidden in the moist pink folds.

As I look at the tight fleshy pink opening of your inner lips I can see it palpitating, beckoning me to enter.  Now your hips are writhing and your fingers are digging into the back of my head pulling me into your eager open cunt.  My hungry lips search, then find the small sensitiveness of your clitoris.  My lips capture its ellusive prey and nibbles gently, sucking it into the wet hotness of my mouth as my tongue flicks against it ...  after licking and sucking your sweetness to the point we're both frantic with the desire to have my cock buried deep in your moist quivering belly!

Now for another side of life.  What are John's main interests other than fucking the hell out of that hot cunt of yours?

I hope I haven't bored you too much ...  as you can see I'm not much of a writer.  Let us know in your next letter the things you really groove with, sexwise.  Tell me about the type of clothes you like to wear, what kind and color panties do you wear?  I guess you think I'm too nosey, huh?

Your Admirer,

g Bob

Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  19

Sorry we have taken so long in writing but we have been having "come up for Thanksgiving" problems.  As they insist on us coming to them; we insist they come to us.  It still isn't resolved.  By the time I finish this letter, hopefully John will have reached a decision that will hurt no feelings.

Sometimes I wish we could spend just one holiday at home.  Thankfully, we only have John's set of parents in driving range.

Enough of that.  Your letter to me Bob was most dramatic and scorching to say the least.  I can hardly wait to feel that hot tongue and cock of yours in my cunt.  You was absolutely right when you called it my "eager" cunt.  It's been ever so eager since I saw that huge, beautiful prick of yours.  Yours is the very first one that ever made my mouth water as much as my cunt!  Gee, but it would be wild having it fucking into me while I eat John's come out of Connie's sexy little cunt.

You asked some questions and I'll try to answer them.  I love any type of sex, although I have a hang up as to my ass.  It just isn't my bag.  If you put that big thing of yours up my ass it would probably kill me!  Does Connie like it in her big sexy ass?

John is an outdoors person.  He hunts, target shoots, tinkers with electronics and photography, skindives, plays chess and pool (we have a bumper pool table at home).

As for me, I like indoor sports, fucking for example.  I read, dabble in writing, paint, sew, knit, and so on.

I really am a conservative dresser at heart but John has changed that. The sexier the better.  I wear bikini panties, mostly white but I have pink, blue and green ones.

Connie you described what you like so well ...  it's amazing that we like exactly the same things.  I shiver all over just thinking about licking Bob's big balls and sucking on your clitoris and then licking up Bob's creamy come as it runs out of your sweet cunt.  Then having you do the same to me ...  with Bob's prick in me.  Making love with you after the guys have given us both a good fucking is great with me.

I talked John into lining us up twelve boys from college.  You and I will drive out to this little cabin and the boys will come to us.  There's only one big old bed and it will be nice feeling your soft warm body next to mine while they fuck us.  After they leave we can make love.  Connie with twelve guys fucking us we'll be filled and covered with their creamy come.  My cunt is fairly burning as I write this, thinking about rubbing our bodies together and feeling all that hot come smeared all over us!  I'll probably have to stop and finger myself to a come before I finish this letter.

Last Saturday evening we went to the club here in town and met two couples, one we knew; one we did not.  After, an enjoyable social evening we retired to Jack's yacht in Saybrook.  Jack and I slipped off to an aft cabin.  After becoming comfortably settled Jack slowly caressed me into a heat I cannot express.  A feeling of anticipation that if prolonged becomes very hard to bear.  Then I felt his wonderfully hot cock enter and fill my cunt.  With every powerful and slow thrust we strained towards each other. No words were spoken, the pleasure growing within us both was too strong for words.  Our breathing grew shorter and his thrusts harder, swifter, my hips reaching up to meet his and then the reward ...  all sound muffled, my legs locked around his back for our final, intense thrust.  As I felt deep inside the warmth of his seed from within my cunt came the explosion that carried throughout my body, releasing my mind, suspending it for a few heady moments.  Finally, a silent relaxed warmth covered us as we remembered the seconds past.

Though badly written is the wonderful fucking I got last week-end.  I just know Bob will be capable of doing a much better job on me.  Bob's cock is bigger and he's a lot younger than Jack.

I guess I should tell you about some of John's amourous adventures.  He's been fucking this cute little brunette in one of his classes.  Peggy is really a hot piece and John says that she has one of those hot, grasping cunts that can pull a guy off.  We've been trying to figure out a way to introduce her to swinging.  I'm anxious to find out if John really felt her cunt squeezing on his tongue when he ate her.  Wouldn't it be nice if we worked it so she would join us when you came down!

I'm sending you a photo of John laying on his back with his cock up Jerri Cranes' young cunt and I'm sitting on John's face.  Jerri is another co-ed that John had in one of his classes.  But the first time he fucked her she asked him if he knew any girls that liked to eat pussy.  She said that she had never been with another girl and wanted to know what it would be like.  So John brought her home one night.  She was really the wildest girl I ever met but a long way from being a virgin when it came to other women!  She got pregnant by some guy and they got married.  I've often wondered if it was John's ...  I know he was fucking her even while she was going with that guy.

Write soon and let us know when you'll be here.

Sleep Tight,

Mary

Dear Mary, Nov.  22

Just a few quick lines to let you know that we'll call you Thanksgiving day and make arrangements to meet.  We probably won't be able to get away from his folks until the 30th.

Bob was fucking this hot little girl and wanted to share her with me.  This is what we did to get her in bed with us both.  I hid when Bob brought her home and after they had fucked and each other I just crawled in bed with them.  She was scared but she didn't say a single word and later she really loosened up and was eating me, too.

You are so sexciting that I wish we lived next door so we could share our men and each other all the time.  I'm beginning to think that I'm falling in love with you, kinda

Love Ya,

Connie



Chapter 5

Bob and I drove to Beaumont to have Thanksgiving with his Uncle's family. We arrived there late in the afternoon.  I called Mary as soon as we got there and we talked for almost an hour.  She had the cutest Southern drawl and I wanted to listen to her for hours.

Bob made reservations at the Holiday Inn in Houston for Sunday.  I told Mary that we would call again when we got settled there.  But in Beaumont, I met and mated with Travis, Bob's sixteen year old cousin!

Travis is beautiful.  He's much too pretty to be a boy ...  but, oh boy, is he ever all male!  Bob was laying down taking a nap that first afternoon. Every one else was shopping or doing something away from the house.  I was tired but restless, and I didn't want to sleep.  I was sitting in the living room, watching a football game on television when Travis came home.  I smiled at him and he couldn't take his sexy green eyes off my bare thighs.  I wore a thin pink mini-shift and had my legs curled up under me.  He said, "Ya'll must be Connie."

I nodded, shifting my legs so he would have a perfect view of my sheer white bikini panties.  I glanced at the massive bulge under his skin-tight Levis and my head spun with excitement.  I loved the way his eyes lasciviously roamed over my body.

I don't know how it happened, but he kissed me and I found myself naked on his bed.  There were no words spoken at all.  Then he came nakedly against me and kissed me.  I sucked on his tongue greedily, and Travis sucked mine deep into his mouth.  Travis stared into my eyes and I could see the lusty need burning in the depths of his green orbs.  My breath quickened as he cupped my full, aching titties, tenderly caressing them.  His slender feminine-like fingers moved down over my smooth, quivering belly, gently caressing as my lips clung wetly to his.  Then he explored the soft rise of my eager blonde pussy.  I felt his young prick throbbing impatiently against my trembling thigh--it felt so hard and demanding!

His fingers squeezed my bright pink nipples as his wet tongue licked teasingly at my throat.  Tiny tremors tingled through my heaving belly as he pinched and rolled my hardened nipples between his fingers.  He kissed me again and I sucked his tongue into my hot eager mouth.  Travis became feverish and he moaned hotly into my open mouth as my fingers wrapped tenderly around his thick blood-filled shaft.  I moaned, feeling its hugeness filling my hand with its throbbing, resilient heat.  I pulled away from Travis and looked down at his young prick.  God, it was even bigger than my husband's!  I stared in wide-eyed fascination at his massive young prick filling my hand so deliciously.  His cum glistened wetly on the deep red tip.  Gently and lovingly I pulled the uncircumcised foreskin back, exposing its even deeper red head.  It was so big ...  so swollen ...  so massively wonderful!

"Ooohh, baby," Travis moaned against my neck.  I shifted and lowered my head, until the pulsating head of his prick was within a fraction from my full, parted lips.  My soft lips pouted and I kissed the glistening cum smeared over its broad head.  I was trembling with anticipation, wanting Travis' beautiful prick to shoot his hot cum down my throat.  My lips parted and my tongue licked along the high ridge, tasting the pungent sweetness of his young manly prick.  My nostrils flared as I moaned and opened my mouth, letting my full lips slip tightly over the broad pulsating head.  Travis groaned over and over as my tongue tauntingly licked around its blood-filled head.

The harder I sucked, the more he moaned, and the more excited I became. I pulled back and licked and nibbled at its broad head, trying to force my tongue into the hot gaping mouth.  When I had over half of his beautiful young prick in my mouth, my fingers caressed lightly over the hairy bag and his huge balls which were heavily laden with his hot youthful cum.  Travis' hands gripped the back of my head, urging his thick shaft deeper into my eager mouth.  Both of us were moaning and writhing with the intense pleasure of each other's bodies.

Travis raised up and watched my mouth bobbing up and down on his wetly glistening prick.  When I felt his heavy cum-laden balls drawing up, I slowed almost to a stop.  I wanted to feel him cum in my mouth, but I wanted to feel that massive prick shooting into my belly.  I pulled away and crawled up beside him.  Our lips met in a deeply demanding kiss.  I rolled onto my back, urging Travis on top of me.  He came quickly between my splayed legs.  I moaned when I felt his urgent hands parting the quivering lips of my moist pussy.  My body trembled and writhed uncontrollably as I moaned in abandoned welcome to the delightful punishment of his huge young prick that sank deeper and deeper into my wet itching pussy.  My face contorted with the pain-pleasure, and sighs of ecstasy bubbled from my parted lips.

"Fuck me ...  fuck me ...  fuck me ..." I whimpered as Travis' hands cupped the full rounded cheeks of my quivering ass, raising me off the mattress and at the same time straining his prick forward with all his strength.  I was moaning incoherently as I brought my legs up around his slim waist.  The soft, velvety folds of my pussy held him, squeezing tightly around the massive column of his prick, until I could feel every inch of his throbbing flesh.  This was maddening, only Bob had ever been able to bring me such pleasure.

I cried out as his massive prick buried itself deep in my tortured pussy. I began writhing up the full length of his thick shaft like a madwoman.  His prick felt like a raging, burning tree-stump inside me, filling and burning every soft fold of my palpitating pussy.

I moved my rounded ass up tightly against him, feeling the swell of his huge heavy balls laying delightfully against the wet, widespread crevice of my upturned ass.  The soft, hair-covered skin danced teasingly against the sensitive pucker of my tiny asshole, sending heavy thrills of lewd delight fluttering through my quivering belly.  There was nothing that could match the deliciousness of a huge prick driving into my pussy ...  not even the ecstasy of another woman's lips!

"Yes, yes, hard ...  fuck me hard ...  fuckmehard ...  fuckmehard ...  deeper ...  Oooh, yes ...  way up there," I whimpered as Travis drove his youthful prick deep into my eager, grasping pussy.  We writhed and moaned, no longer human, our bodies having become something animal as we strained against each other.  Everything was forgotten as I writhed, pushing my ravenously hungry pussy up the slippery hardened length of his massive prick.  Tiny relentless tremors danced deep in my belly, probing the hot, tingling walls of my palpitating pussy.  Perspiration gathered in hot pools between our heaving, straining bellies.  My insides were splitting painfully ...  delightfully as the broad swollen head of his fiery prick drove deep into my belly, threatening to tear through the burning senses of my womb.

Then it began spewing wildly, in thick squirting torrents deep into the mouth of my eager quivering womb.  It shot maddeningly into all the hidden recesses of my burning body.  Over and over my body trembled in fiery ecstasy ...  as Travis' huge prick sent whirling, blurred flashes of delight racing through me.

Later, when I snuggled up against Bob and pulled his hardened prick out, I was still trembling from the memory of Travis' prick.  I told Bob about how big it was and how much he had come inside me.  My husband went wild, he licked my cum-filled pussy until I was crazy with desire.  Then he fucked me ...  oh, God, did he ever!  It was the best I ever had.  The next chance that Travis and I got to be alone, I sucked that magnificent prick of his all the way off.  The Saturday after Thanksgiving I sneaked out with Travis after everyone had gone to bed.  Of course Bob knew about it, but he didn't care.

Travis and I fucked in the back seat of his car until dawn.  He was very good, and he ate me before and after he fucked me with that huge prick of his.  I sucked him off just before we went weakly back into the house.  Bob wanted to fuck me, but I was too sore and tired.  But I knew that I had to do something for him, so I sucked him off.  Bob liked that, but not as much as he would have liked to fuck me after someone had given me a good fucking.



Chapter 6

We said our good-byes Sunday afternoon and drove to Houston.  As soon as we got settled in our room at the Golden Key Motel I called Mary.  She was really happy to hear from me, but it seemed that John had to go somewhere on college business and wouldn't be able to join us until Monday night.  Mary quickly added that she could join us for a party tonight if we wanted. I told her that Bob had rented a car in Beaumont and could come by and pick her up.  Mary said that she would be ready by six-thirty.

I told Bob to try and fuck her before they came back.  He informed me that that was just exactly what he had in mind.  I took a shower and put on a pair of sheer white panties trimmed with pale blue lace, a matching bra and garter belt.  Then I took out my blue nylon empire dress.  Bob had bought it for just this occasion.  Bob bought almost all my clothes.  His tastes were better than most men and women when it came to women's clothes. The dress was the most beautiful that I had ever seen.  It had a lower swooping neckline, long flared sleeves and that waistline was just beneath my breasts.  From there it became a full skirt with tiny, minute pleats, and with every step I took, it caressed my thighs, hips, abdomen, and the fluffy bulge of my blonde-haired pussy.

By the time it was eight o'clock, I knew that Bob was giving Mary that big hard prick of his.  The thought of her laying in the back seat with her dress up around her waist, writhing her full naked hips up against the long hard strokes of hi thick, throbbing prick excited me greatly.  I looked at my dress which was still laying on the bed and decided to slip it on and go down to the lounge and have a drink.

The lounge was practically empty.  There was several men at the bar and two couples sitting at separate tables.  I tingled delightedly and my skin glowed as I felt all eyes in the room following me to a small table where I could see when Bob came back.  I ordered a vodka collins and fumbled in my purse for my cigarettes.  I lit my cigarette and laid a five-dollar bill on the table when I saw the barmaid coming.

The pretty, redheaded barmaid informed me that the drink was already paid for.  She pointed toward a tall, lean man in his late forties with steel-grey hair.  He was very distinguished-looking.  I smiled at him and raised my drink to salute him.  He returned the gesture.  I looked out the window and, when I turned back, the tall stranger was standing beside me.

He wanted to join me, and I told him that I was expecting my husband at any moment.  I felt my breasts grow taut and my nipples harden under his hotly roving brown eyes.  He started to leave, but then I told him that he was welcome to join me until my husband came.  He smiled and sat down across from me, introducing himself as George Hadley, a business man from Iowa.  I saw Bob and Mary climb the stairs and enter our room only a few minutes later.

I sat there, my body trembling with anticipation for ten more minutes. I told George that maybe we would meet again when I had more time.  He told me his room number, then said that he'd buy my husband and I lunch, or something.  I thanked him, bending over to pick up my purse, allowing him a complete view of my full, firm breasts.  Again I was aware of all eyes on me as I slowly and very provocatively walked out.

My legs were trembling so weakly that I didn't think I was going to make it up the stairs.  Bob opened the door just as I raised my hand to knock. I gasped in delightful surprise.  Bob was completely naked and Mary lay on the bed in a pair of sheer white lace bikini panties.  We smiled at each other, and Bob pulled me tight against his nakedness.  I moaned into his open mouth and writhed my hot, passion-swollen pussy against his beautiful, throbbing hardness.  I moaned louder when I felt Mary's warm soft body pressing against my back.  My hand guided Bob's thick prick under my dress and between my open thighs.  I shuddered, feeling its pulsating heat sliding wetly against my wet mound; at the same time Mary's slender fingers came up to cup my full, eagerly straining breasts.  I could feel the hot mound of her pussy pressing against the full cheek of my bottom, her lips were wetly raining hot teasing kisses along the nape of my neck and in my sensitive ear.

I felt Mary's fingers unzip my dress and slip over my quivering stomach to pull my bra up over my taut, trembling breasts.  Bob was slowly moving the thick length of his prick maddeningly back and forth against the moist crotch of my panties.  Mary's fingers were sending tremors rippling through my body as they tweaked and rolled my hardened nipples.  My right hand went back behind me, and I moaned softly as my fingers came into contact with the hot naked skin of Mary's stomach.  My hand moved down over the quivering swell of her abdomen.  The back of my fingers came to the fluffy rise of her eager pussy under her tight lacy bikini panties.  My fingers curled up between her open thighs, flush against the wet young pussy.  Her panties were so wet and slippery that I knew it was Bob's cum.  I pressed my finger between the swollen lips, forcing the sheer material of her panties up into the hot, eager wetness of her pussy.

Mary moaned and her right hand left my naked tittie, moving slowly down the full plane of my belly to the moist downy lips of my eager pussy.  My thighs trembled as I felt her slender finger slip under the tight elastic band of my panties.

Bob's hands pulled my dress forward and down off my shoulders, the soft whispery noise of the nylon slipping down my body was electrifying.  Mary's quick nimble fingers unhooked my bra and Bob pulled it the rest of the way off.  I put my arms around his neck and kissed him, moaning deeply as Mary's hands slid my panties down.  I stepped out of them without breaking our kiss.  Mary whispered for us to get in bed.

Bob sat on the edge of the bed; I knew he wanted to watch Mary and I, and I trembled excitedly.  As Mary caressed my nipples, my fingers were unconsciously squeezing my husband's thick manhood.  A maddening well of burning desire had begun building deep in the pit of my quivering belly.  I wanted Mary to kiss and caress my tingling nipples forever.  Mary's hand moved up my leg from my knee until it came hotly into contact with the moist blonde curls covering my passion-swollen pussy.

I whimpered pleadingly for my husband to lay down with us and Mary's soft, warm lips found mine in a wildly exciting kiss.  Mary's hot tongue slithered wantonly into my mouth like some wonderful wet serpent.  My own flickered at her darting butterfly tongue in eager sucking movements.  Mary's mouth pulled away and began kissing down my neck across my shoulder to my arched and straining breasts.  Her mouth delicately sucked and nibbled on my hardened nipples as a wild erotic tremor raced through me.  I moaned as her fingers hotly explored my quivering flesh, tiny whimpers came uncontrollably as her fingers moved through the moist tufts of blonde down, covering the swollen heat of my desire.

Bob's lips replaced hers on my heaving breasts as Mary's moved down over the silky quivering flesh of my belly.  I cried out as her fingers slipped deep into the wet passage of my swollen trembling pussy.  Seconds later I could feel her lips nibbling lightly at the moist sensitive skin of my inner thighs.  My body was quivering uncontrollably as I felt her hot breath teasing maddeningly at my eager palpitating pussy.

Wildly shooting patterns of thrilling sensations moved out through my quivering loins from the titillating flicks of her tongue.  I sucked in my breath with a loud gasp as I felt her slender fingers spreading the soft downy lips of my wet, eager pussy.  Mary's tongue flicked out, the tip teasing against the tiny erect bump of my throbbingly sensitive clitoris. She lowered her fingers, spreading the opening of my tight pussy wider and suddenly dropping her tongue from my clitoris, pushing it deep into the moist pink folds of my quivering pussy.

I jerked and moaned loudly from the sudden searing contact.  I reached down and grasped my husband's thick, pulsating prick and whispered hoarsely for him to let me suck him.  My nostrils flared as his thick broad shaft came in contact with my wet full lips.  I could still smell Mary's sweet juice on the massive heat of my husband's prick as I sucked it eagerly into my mouth.

Mary's tongue circled around maddeningly inside my pussy, the licking tip was like a wildly licking snake.  "Oooohhh ...  shit ...  eat her cunt!" My husband groaned as his hips started plunging, driving his beautiful prick deep into my greedily sucking throat.  Mary sucked and licked and moaned at the pleasure she was giving me.  She pulled her tongue out of the wet trembling folds of my pussy and licked down until she found the tiny round pucker of my asshole.

I moaned passionately against Bob's thrusting prick as the tip of Mary's tongue ran back and forth hotly over my puckered hole.  I pulled Bob's prick out of my mouth and moaned breathlessly for him to fuck Mary.  I felt his weight leave the bed as Mary's snakelike tongue moved back between the swollen lips of my pussy.

Suddenly Mary moaned sorrowfully into my open pussy, and I raised up on my elbows and looked down.  Bob had pulled Mary's lower body off the bed and was furiously ramming his thick heated shaft into her.  The force of his lunges were buffeting Mary's frantically licking mouth deliciously against me very much.

My head dropped back onto the mattress and my hips began writhing up hard against Mary's face.  Mary's lips trapped my throbbing clitoris between her small full lips and her tongue fluttered against it, sending thrills of ecstasy sparkling wildly through my belly.

Then, suddenly, Mary cried out and her lips clamped down almost painfully on my sensitive clitoris.  I heard Bob's familiar groan and I knew that Mary was once again feeling my husband's thick prick spewing wildly into the hidden recesses of her burning pussy.  Then, as I felt Mary's fingernails dig painfully into the full quivering cheeks of my ass, her lips and body went limp.

Bob crawled up and rubbed the slippery glistening head of his stillhardened prick against my parted lips.  I moaned and sucked it greedily into my mouth, the salty sweet taste of their heady juices was maddening.  I caressed the heavy weight of his balls in my hand as his fingers tweaked and rolled my hardened nipples.  While I sucked steadily on Bob's prick, I felt Mary snuggle up against me.  Her small hot tittie pressed sweetly against mine and she pushed her wet furry mound against my hip.

My left hand went down between her legs, feeling my husband's hot slipperiness smeared lewdly on her slender thighs and hot wet mound.  I heard her sharp intake of breath when my finger slipped between her passion-swollen lips.  Mary's small hand guided my exploring finger to her small clitoris.  Mary gripped my hand with both of hers and began writhing hard against it.  Bob pulled his huge, glistening prick away from me and told me to eat his cum out of Mary.

I sat up and quickly turned around on the bed.  I began eagerly licking my husband's cum from her thighs.  I felt Bob lay down behind me and I felt Mary's hands guiding the broad head of his prick into the wetness of my pussy.  I moaned and buried my face in her sticky curls, pushing my tongue as deep as it would go, while my husband's prick slid slowly and deliciously into the depths of my quivering belly.

I sucked on the slippery folds of her inner lips, and Mary's tongue was busy licking at the widely stretched lips of my pussy and the thick base of my husband's furiously thrusting prick.  I sucked the small slipery bump of Mary's clitoris into my mouth greedily.  All three of us were trembling and writhing in uncontrollable ecstasy, and Bob and Mary groaned and shuddered through their orgasms.

We lay relaxed, gasping hoarsely for control of our breaths.  I felt my husband's prick slowly deflating in the depths of my wildly contracting pussy.  I moaned softly as he slowly pulled his deflated prick from the tight hot grasp of my pussy.

A few minutes later we were laying in a deeply relaxed state, smoking and talking.  I told them about George, and Bob and Mary both wanted me to call him.  The thought of his lean hardness pounding eagerly into me was exciting and I suggested they hide in the closet and watch.  Mary thought it was a great idea and said she knew plenty of men she could call if we wanted.  It sounded good to both Bob and I, and we decided not to hide.  But to have all of them up one at a time.

When I called George's room, I got no answer so I called the lounge.  He was there.  He was both surprised and pleased to hear from me so soon.  I told him that we were having a private party and had an extra girl ...  Me. I told him to bring a bottle or two and join us.  Mary squealed delightedly when Bob pinched the hardened nipple of her small tittie.  Poor George almost dropped the phone and ran over to our room when I told him exactly what had happened.

I quickly slipped my blue dress back on and Mary slipped into her tiny pink mini-shift.  We were fairly respectable when George knocked on the door a few minutes later.  I introduced him to Bob and Mary as friends.  After we were relaxed with our drinks George offered to take us to a stag show if we were not too easily shocked.  Bob, Mary and I all broke into hysterical laughter.

Then I informed George that we had several wild and sexy movies ourselves, and we were wondering if he'd be shocked.  He wouldn't.  While Bob was setting up the projector, Mary and I started working on George.  I sat in his lap and kissed him teasingly, feeling his manly prick throbbing to life under my full squirming bottom.  I whispered in his ear to look at Mary, that she didn't have on any panties.

Mary was sitting across from us, watching Bob set up the projector.  We had a perfect view of wetly glistening thighs and the matted brown down of her pussy.  I pulled George's hand under my full dress and he groaned and I giggled when his hand came in contact with my bare pussy.  I whispered in his ear that Bob had fucked both of us before he came and that I was still burning up for more.  I parted my trembling thighs so his probing fingers could finger my wet swollen pussy.

As George's fingers slipped into the slipperiness of my cum-filled pussy I moaned and writhed.  Mary came over behind me and ran her hands down into the neckline of my dress, cupping both naked, sensitive titties.  I told George not to forget that Mary had a sweet little pussy that needed petting, too.  I felt his arm release my shoulder and I heard Mary moan softly and squeeze my titties harder.

We piled onto the bed when Bob said everything was ready.  George was between Mary and I and Bob was next to Mary.  We had George's hardened prick out before the titles flashed on the screen.  Mary's left hand was caressing Bob's prick, her right fondling George's balls.  I bent forward and began to teasingly lick around the head of his prick.  George was moaning and pushing his prick up against my wildly flicking tongue.  I looked over at Mary and saw two different hands plunging wildly into her wet eager young pussy.

Bob flipped the projector off since no one was watching.  Then he got a wonderful idea.  We stripped and George lay with his knees off the bed, and I was sucking greedily on his pulsating prick while Mary sat over his face and he ate Bob's cum out of her swollen young pussy.  Bob got on his knees behind me and slipped his prick up into the depths of my belly, its broad head nudging deliciously against the eager, resilient lips of my womb.

All four of us writhed in abandoned passion until I felt George's prick begin jerking wildly, then I swallowed frantically to keep from losing any of his thick hot cum.  Before it had finished spewing, Mary cried out her climax and then I felt Bob's hot cum spewing wildly deep into the hidden recesses of my pussy as it contracted wildly around his thick jerking prick.

Later, Mary sucked George's limp prick back to hardness.  Bob and I lay with our heads toward the foot of the bed.  Mary and I began licking at the hot sweetness of each other's cum-filled pussy.  At the same time George and Bob slipped their hardened pricks into us and we writhed and licked to another group orgasm.

The night moved quickly after that.  Bob had drank himself into a stupor as he sat watching as the boys Mary called came in pairs.  There had been eight, all young, all horny, and all eager to please two passionate and beautiful girls.  Mary and I made love again before she left.  She promised to call us later in the afternoon after John came home to make arrangements for another party.

Bob and I fell asleep in each other's arms, his thick prick buried snugly in the hot depths of my cum-filled pussy.  My hair, breasts, belly, hips, ass and thighs were sticky with the lewd cum of all those men.  I woke up with the delicious feeling of Bob's thick massive prick throbbing and wildly shooting another hot thick load of cum into me.

It was four in the afternoon when Bob and I came out of the shower together, both completely refreshed.  Bob had gotten a beautiful hard-on while we were in the shower until I flipped on the cold spray!  We were both starving, for food and for each other.  We decided to feed our stomachs first, then feed our burning need for each other.  After a swinging party I always marveled at just how wonderful Bob is and how much I love and need him.

Bob was dressed and sitting in the easy chair, watching me.  I could feel his sexy eyes roving hotly over the nakedness of my back as I combed the tangles out of my long blonde hair.  I felt like teasing him, and I stood up and lightly brushed the tangled blonde curls of my plump pussy.  He groaned loudly and jumped up, saying he would meet me in the restaurant. I giggled, noticing the tremendous bulge of his hardness.

After he slammed the door I hurriedly finished dressing.  I put on a fleshcolored net bra, sheer white gauze panties, pale blue sweater and a very short, white, full-pleated mini-skirt.  I put my hair up in two ponytails, Bob liked that, he said it made me look like a child with a hot sexy body.  Before I left, I decided to wear nylons, and I put on my lacy white garterbelt and blacktextured nylons.

Bob had already ordered our dinner when I got there.  He was drinking Jack Daniels on the rocks and I decided to have a Bloody Mary.  After we had finished eating, we called Mary.  No one answered.  That kind of puzzled us at first, then the more we thought about it, the madder we got. Bob said that if they weren't sincere enough, or interested enough to call or wait for us, he didn't want to bother with them.  I agreed, even if I was disappointed.

There were several nice couples that we could have called and possibly met on our way home.



Chapter 7

There was Sandy and Tom in Lovington, New Mexico.  They weren't AC/DC and we had only had one letter from them, but they seemed very nice.  Sandy was a slender, sexy blonde, and Tom was fairly nice-looking.  We had a standing invitation to call them anytime.

There was a sexy brunette in Mesquite, Texas, Jane.  She and her husband were both AC/DC.  Jane was 28, 5'4", 128 pounds, 36-26-38 and from the one letter we received from them they seemed to be quite uninhibited.

We decided to drive around for a while.  Bob stopped at a phone booth and I called Sandy and Tom, no one answered.  We called Jane and again no answer.  We were both feeling pretty low then.

So we stopped at a lounge and had several drinks.  But we weren't really in the mood to drink, and we left, heading back to the motel.  Bob pulled into a service station to gas up and use the rest room.  Before he got out, he said I should show the young attendant my sexy little pussy.

The boy was kind of cute with a baggy blue uniform on.  Bob stopped and spoke to him, the boy nodded his head and walked around the car to the pump. I turned.  My knees were pointing toward the steering wheel.  I pulled my pleated skirt up past my nylons and parted my thighs.  I felt my full breasts tighten and my hot nipples harden with tingling anticipation as the boy started cleaning the windshield.  His hand stopped in mid-stroke, and I knew he had been startled by the complete view of my full thighs above my nylons and the blonde curls visible around the legs of my sheer panties.

I slowly ran my hand up the inside of my thigh until my finger tips touched the moist nylon of my panties.  My finger ran slowly and sensuously up and down the moist quivering lips of my burning pussy.  I began uncontrollably to rotate my hips against my finger, and the boy continued to rub the same spot on the windshield.  I could feel his young eyes burning deliciously into my hips and writhing pussy.  The boy looked up nervously and saw Bob coming.  He quickly moved to the other windows.

When Bob got in, I was still rubbing the sensitive area of my clit through my now soaked panties.  Bob smiled and ran his right hand down into my panties.  I gasped as his strong finger slipped into the wet curls and rubbed furiously against my erect throbbing clitoris.  My body trembled with the maddening pleasure of his finger and knowing the boy was watching. As the boy started cleaning my side of the windshield, I began moaning and whimpering loudly.

Bob pulled away when the boy came around to collect the money for the gas.  I moaned hotly to Bob that I wanted the boy to fuck me.  Bob smiled and winked at me, then he handed the boy a five-dollar bill.

"Are you working alone today, kid?" my husband asked the nervous and flushed boy.

"Y...  yes sir.  U ...  until six." The boy could hardly speak and his dirty hands shook and his eyes were still glued to my open thighs.

"I think I've got a knot on one of my tires.  Think you could put it on the rack and check it out?" Bob's right hand slid slowly up and down my thigh as he spoke.

"Y ...  yes sir." The poor boy was about to faint I thought.

Bob got back out and looked around for a second.  "Is there a drugstore close by?" he asked the trembling boy.

"Yes sir, just down in the next block ...  on the right." The boy pointed in the general direction.

"Good.  You check those tires carefully.  I'll be back in a few minutes." Bob looked in the car and said, "Do you want anything, honey?"

I shook my head, and he winked and walked slowly down the street.  The boy got in and tried nervously to start the car.  After several tries he got it started and pulled into the garage.  I sat there facing him, my eyes running over the bulge of his hardened prick.  I reached over and turned the radio on, my face just a few inches from his.  Both of us were breathing heavily as I turned my face up to him.  He had sexy brown eyes that stared nervously into my sexy blue ones.

"Why don't you close the door and come back and talk to me?" I said in a soft and low voice, my hand caressing his trembling thigh lightly.  He gulped hard and just shook his head okay.  While he was gone, I slipped my wet panties off and laid them on the dashboard where I knew he'd be sure to see them.  I slid over so he'd be against me when he sat back down.

The boy's big eyes widened when he slid into the seat and saw my panties. I kissed his neck and whispered hotly that I wanted him to fuck me. Our lips met in a hard, demanding kiss and the boy moaned as I pulled. his hand down to my moist eager pussy.  His fingers, feverish and inexperienced, fondled the passion-swollen lips as my trembling fingers pulled his youthful hardened prick out.

I whispered for him to put it in me before my husband came back.  I lay back on the seat, urging him between my eager, splayed legs.  I moaned and pushed my hips up against him when I felt the small inflamed head of his small throbbing prick slip hotly between the down lips of my wet pussy.  The boy began pounding fast and hard into me, both of us moaned loudly.  Then a few seconds later the boy cried out and I felt his small hot prick jerking wildly inside me.  His little prick shot his cum hard into the depths of my contracting pussy.  The boy lay still, gasping for breath as his youthful prick slowly deflated inside my palpitating pussy.

I was rubbing my clitoris when Bob came back.  I could hear him talking to the boy down below.  I slipped my panties back on and lay back against the seat, still breathing hard.  The boy lowered the car, and Bob thanked him and got in.  While the boy opened the door, Bob ran his hand up my thigh to my wet swollen pussy.  I moaned and writhed my hips against his maddening touch.

"Did he fuck you good?"

"Mmmmm," I moaned, laying my head against his shoulder.

"Damn, he must have shot a bucket full up that hot twat!" Bob groaned, sliding his finger deep into the hot slipperiness of the boy's cum.

"Oh, God, darling.  I didn't think his little prick would ever stop squirting his hot cum in me.  Hurry back to the motel.  I want that big prick of yours in me!  Hurry!" I whimpered against his neck.

Back in our room at the motel Bob pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard, his hand ran under my skirt, probing and pinching my already inflamed and swollen pussy.  The hotness of the boy's cum still lay in a burning pool deep in my quivering belly.  Bob pushed me down on the bed and slid my wet panties down my long shapely legs.  I lay there watching as he pulled his huge thick shaft out, its broad pulsating head was glistening stickily with the hot cum that oozed slowly from its gaping mouth.

He stood there, slowly stroking the thick length of his magnificent prick.  I opened my legs wide, drawing the swollen slippery lips open with my trembling fingers, rotating my hips in a lewd, wanton gesture of my need. My husband stared at the glistening cum-smeared pink inner lips of my pussy for a long moment, then he groaned painfully and fell between my open eager thighs.

I cried out with pleasure as his massive prick slid deep into my hot grasping pussy.  The delicious heat of his pulsating prick going in to its fullest was maddening, and I could feel it pushing the boy's cum out.  It ran hotly down the crevice of my quivering bottom, causing my tiny puckered hole to tingle delightfully.

I writhed and ground my bottom up tight against his pelvis until I could feel his heavy balls smacking against the wet crevice beneath my pussy.  The soft, hairy balls danced deliciously against my sensitive puckered hole, sending shivers of lewd delight surging through my quivering belly.

"Oooohhh...  yes, yes, fuck me hard ...  oooohhhh ...  God, yes!  Harrrddddd!" I whimpered incoherently.  My body became completely abandoned as I twisted and writhed, spreading my legs wider and drawing them up over my head.  My skin glowed hotly and my head flailed wildly from side to side, my mouth opening in lewd abandon.  I wrapped my legs around Bob's slender waist, locking my ankles tightly around his back.  My ravenously starving pussy gripped the thick hardened length of his driving prick.

Then it happened!  I could feel my insides splitting deliciously as the broad head of his deeply buried prick began to jerk spastically and swell up against the resilient lips of my womb.  It began spewing its white-hot cum deep into the welcoming recesses of my eager belly, and then my whole body shuddered violently.

I whimpered in tiny, desperate mewling crys and tensed against my husband's own hard, tense body.  We lay panting in exhaustion, still in each other's arms for a long time.  I fell into a light sleep, contented with the knowledge that Bob's limp prick was still inprisoned in the tight grip of my pussy.

Later when we woke up it was almost eight-thirty.  We decided to try calling Mary again.  Still no answer.  Then I remembered a nice, older couple that lived in Alabama.  When I mentioned it to my husband, he thought it was worth a try and called them.  Chuck and Nita were thrilled to hear from us and would love to have us for a visit.  Bob told them where we were and to expect us sometime late tomorrow afternoon.

After we had dinner, I called Sandy and Tom in Lovington, New Mexico.  Sandy answered the phone and was pleased to hear from us.  We made a date to be in Lovington sometime on the evening of the fifth.  I told Bob how sexy Sandy's voice sounded over the phone, and he wanted to take me again. I reminded him that if we were going all the way to Alabama we had better get going.  Naturally he agreed ...



Chapter 8

Dear Connie, Oct.  10th

Your letter arrived yesterday and we were happy to hear from you.

First, about your photo needs.  Yes, we can certainly take care of your copying, and your film processing.  126 cartridges are no problem.  Although we can do color work we are reluctant because it is quite time consuming and thus, expensive.  The big labs, with their automatic equipment, do not have that problem.

Our price for copy work is 25 cent a print, B/W 31/2 X 5.  We can also make B/W prints from your color shots.  For your film processing, the price is 20 cents a print including developing.  Oh, by the way.  When sending photos for copying, please send at least 12 at a time if you can.

Re your trip down this way in January.  Sounds fine to us and we would like very much to meet your both.  We are enclosing a photo of us so you can see if we are your "type".  Nita is 5'3", 115 pounds, green eyes, brown hair and 36-2536.  Chuck is 5'11", 165 pounds, blue eyes, black hair.  We are both a young 41.  We are quite uninhibited but do not care for the wild-way-out, like B&D.

If, after a letter or so, you are still interested we will pass along our home address and phone number.

We hope to hear from you soon and will be looking forward to doing some work for you.

Most sincerely,

Nita

Dear Nita, Oct.  16th

Bob and I received your letter today.  We were really pleased to hear from you and the photo was very nice.  It's hard for us to believe you are really forty-one.  Bob thinks Nita has the most beautiful breasts he's ever seen, and I have to agree with him.

That is a beautiful black lace outfit you were wearing in the photo.  Bob kept staring at it, the teasing hint of your naked breasts was just too much for him.

Bob and I are both completely uninhibited and love intimate parties with others like us.  Bob is a very energetic and capable lover when it comes to any kind of sex play.  I've never had a better lover and wonder how I'll feel when a better man does it to me.

Chuck are you a professional photographer?  Bob and I both agree that you are very good.  When we come to see you will you let me model for you? Do you two like uninhibited photography?  When we come down would you take some photos of us doing all kinds of things?  Nita would you let Chuck take some of the three of us together?

Nita this is kind of embarrassing for me and I hope I don't offend you. I've always wondered what it would be like to make love with another pretty woman.  Have you ever?  Would you mind if we tried?  If you have ever, would you tell me what it was like?  I really am very anxious to try it; especially with someone as pretty and sexy as you.

Do you get very sexcited when you watch Chuck making love with another woman?  I do.  It really sexcites me to watch others, but especially Bob. I go wild when she starts moaning and writhing under his pounding hardness!

Bob and I love all kinds of erotic photographs, movies and even letters. We think that letters between us and other swingers adds to the sexcitement of the actual meeting.  We, like you, don't care for the way out either.  We tried the Greek way once and that's out, too.  I guess maybe it's because Bob's too big.  He's alot bigger than most men I've known.

Please write and tell us the things you like and don't like.  And feel free to ask us any questions you wish.

Now a little more about the photos we want copied and developed.  The ones we want copies are all polaroids of some swinging parties Bob went to before I even knew him and they are pretty uninhibited.  We have two rolls of 126 Bob took of me and another man.  The photos are of us nude in various stages of love making.  I just wanted to be sure you knew the kind of work we wanted you to do.

I was wondering how much you would charge to make us some prints of just one pose.  Just like the one you sent us, a glossy 3 1/2 X 5 ...  we want to send them to send out when answering ads ...  maybe forty or fifty.

Bob and I would love to see more photos of you two.  Bob said to tell you that we will return all you send.  He's very anxious to see Nita's beautiful breasts bare ...  me too!

The photo I'm sending of me is a terrible copy of a beautiful color slide.  Chuck, can you copy slides?

We would much rather correspond with you at your home address.  There's something so cold and impersonal about P.O.  Boxes.

Sincerely,

Connie

Dear Bob and Connie, Oct.  21st

Your letter arrived yesterday and we both enjoyed it very much.  It was one of the most informative we have recieved from any of our friends.  Makes us feel we know you quite well already.  Wish we could do as well.

Let's see if we can answer it now ...

Thank you both for your kind remarks and especially your appreciative comments about Nita.  They are most welcom.  I agree with you, too, I might add.  Perhaps the enclosed photos will tell you even more.

No, I'm not a pro photographer, just like to dabble in it, and am always looking for interesting, and interested, models.  You certainly seem to fill both those requirements so I will be happy to do a whole series of you when you get down this way.  We might even agree to some of that uninhibited photography you suggest.  Could be "verrrry interesting."

Connie, Nita says she is one of the unusual swingers.  From our experience that is.  She hasn't yet made love to another woman nor visa-versa.  Not distastful, but rather, of no special interest.  There seems little doubt that it will occur, but by happenstance rather than by design.  There is likely to be that moment when it seems the right thing to do but it isn't something that can be planned ahead.  I personally encourage Nita to give it a chance to happen if the urge strikes or the circumstances are proper but as yet it is still something to be looked forward to.  Who knows??????

No, neither of us seem to be particularly moved by seeing the other making love.  There have been times when it was exciting and other times when it became a distraction.  In fact I think that is true of all our swinging activities.  What is good one time is not necessarily good every time.  We like to play it by ear and let each experience become what it will.

We too, like movies (have some) and photos (have some) and yes, even letters.  Nita, like you, doesn't think too much of Greek ways.  Agrees that once is enough.  I haven't found anything I didn't like yet but that shouldn't be interpreted to mean I do like everything.  Must be lots of things I haven't tried.  (YET)

Connie, we aren't editors or censors so the content of the photos you send us to process if of no consequence.  OK?  And about the run of ad answering photos you asked about.  In a quanity like that I can do them for 10 cents each.  Does that sound reasonable?  Oh, sorry but I'm not equiped to copy your slides for you.  May add that feature later.

So, I think that just about answers all ...

We thoroughly enjoyed your letter.  Thought highly of your photo (but would like to see some of Bob), will be awaiting the arrival of your film and the polaroids.  Anxiously await your next letter and certainly look forward to your impending visit down this way.

We both agree with the PO Box thing but always use it for the first letter or two till we know who we are dealing with.  Hope it wasn't too inconvenient for you.  Our home address and phone number is at the bottom.

Write very soon ...

Most sincerely,

Chuck and Nita

Dear Chuck and Nita, Oct.  23

We received your letter and photos today.  Bob said if you send anymore sexy photos of Nita he's going to come down there and kidnap her.  That's all he talks about is kissing, caressing and sucking on her beautiful breasts and her furry pussy.  I'd really love to see them together.  Bob is well equiped in the sex-department and loves to use it and his tongue all over a woman.  Every time he looks at Nita's photos I can see his blue eyes sparkle and his mouth water!  Nita's downy mound is very sexciting for both of us to gaze at.

Bob is going to try and find a tiny box to send the film in so we should have them in the mail to you soon.  I'm sending you two copies of some photos of Bob and other girls, at least you can see what he looks like.  I'm awful sorry they aren't better.  If one of the color photos we took come out I want you to make us 50 copies of the best one.  10 cents sounds very reasonable.

Nita do you like to suck your lover all the way?  I do!  It really turns me on to feel it squirting in my mouth.  Would you two tell us more about the things you enjoy about swinging.  So far you've been pretty vague.  I don't want to offend either of you and ruin the friendship that seems to be developing between us.

Bob's uncle died last year and left him a small (two room) log cabin overlooking Jackson's Hole and we thought it would be nice to have you two join us next summer.  Do you enjoy camping and things of that nature?  Bob and I both enjoy almost every type of indoor and outdoor sports.  Bob has hunted everything there is in North America except "Bigfoot" and Polar Bears.  We love to go out for a QUIET evening on the town.  Soft lights, soft music and a good dinner and a few drinks.  Bob and I enjoy a few moderate drinks but very seldom get drunk.  I love Vodka Collins and Rum & Coke.  Bob likes Jack Daniels whisky.

When we have a party with a swinging couple we think it's best for us to pair off and be alone during our love making then join the others for the rest of the night.  WE really don't care an awful lot for large parties.  Two or three couples are the most fun.  Please tell us what you like ...  okay?

Did you want the photos of Nita back?  Let me know if you do.  Needless to say Bob and I are very interested in seeing any others you care to send. Just let us know if you want them back.

I'm enclosing a photo and address of another writer that I correspond with.  He's married and swings by himself.  He's interested mainly in photos and writes a sexciting letter.  You may be able to do some copy work for him.  I noticed that your ad says photos for sale and he may be interested.  He asked us to send his photo and address to some of our swinging friends.  He's sent us some wild Polaroids of himself and one of his swinging girl friends and has written some very descriptive letters so he's safe to sell or trade with.

I'm sending you a couple of me that I'd like for you to give to other swingers that you think we'd like.  You could send us some of the same reason if you want.

Please answer soon.

Sincerely,

Connie

Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  4th

This is Chuck at the typewriter.

Got your letter and photos the other day and was happy to hear from you again, and glad to get the pics too!  Wonder though, is Bob the only busy one???  Ha!  I'm refering to those two beautiful young creatures that seem to find Bob's huge manhood so fascinating ...  wonder why????

We are happy that you like the pics of Nita.  I think she is pretty special myself and do enjoy photographing her.  Will enjoy working with you too if I have the opportunity.

We will be waiting for the photos you want copied and the film you would like processed.  We'll try to get it right back to you post haste.  Glad you are satisfied with my price on the ad answering photo work.  You see, once I get set up with the negative and ready to process it is simple.  It's just the changes from one negative to another and making new calculations that is a problem.

The idea of a vacation up that way next year sounds great.  We both like the great outdoors and that cabin sounds like a lot of fun.  We really must talk about it when you are down this way.

Seems we have a number of things in common with each other.  For instance ...  Nita's favorite drink is Rum & Coke, she also likes Vodka Collins.  I don't think there is a better whisky than Ole Jack, especially Black Label.  We like dining out, if the food and atmosphere is good.  We seldom get drunk, haven't for several years, but like to drink sociably.

We prefer to be in seperate rooms for our swinging, like you, and enjoy then getting together for a while to see what else might occur.  And something usually does ...  We have only been to two parties, one was a complete dud, and the other, the first was a real orgie with seven couples. That one was thoroughly enjoyable but even so we prefer to be with only one other couple at a time.  That way there is no confusion as to who does what to whom.

As yet Nita has not enjoyed the pleasure of another woman, except for a few casual caresses but she agrees that there is nothing wrong with it.  We are both expecting that the mood will strike her sometime and she will go all the way.  It isn't something that can be planned ahead but instead just be prepared for the time it seems the right thing to do.

No, Nita doesn't usually suck her lover all the way.  She does me occasionally and there is nothing I can imagine that is better but it isn't one of her favorite.  She likes to be on the recieving end and does a beautiful job when she is in the mood but it doesn't happen often.  However, I know she admires that magnificient tool of Bob's greatly.  I personally think that oral sex is here to stay and I'm not too particular whether I am giving or recieving ...  I like it.  Both together is the best.

We are both quite flexible.  As long as everyone is having fun we are right in there with them.  We don't believe in being pushy but like to just relax and see what develops and then go from there.  My feelings ...  if it's sex, it's got to be good!

Thanks for the pic and info on the man in Ohio.

We may drop him a line but we have just about cut off the photo sales as it is beginning to become a bother.

If we meet someone who we think you would like, and visa-versa, we will give them one of your photos.

We don't have anything handy like the pics you sent of Bob and friends (of us, that is) but have some we have copied that you might like.  Enclosing a couple in this letter.  Are they to your liking?????

Don't remember if I mentioned it before but we have our two sons living with us.  That pretty well puts a damper on most of our swinging entertaining at home.  One will be leaving in January but the youngest will be around for a while.  We'll think of something or I'll pay your motel bill ...  fair enough?

Well, hope I have answered some of the questions you wanted to know about us.  If there is anything else you would like to know just ask us in your next letter.

Will be looking forward to seeing you in a couple months and hope we can all have a real ball.

Most sincerely,

Chuck and Nita

Hi, Nov.  8th

Your letters are getting nicer all the time and the photos were really sexciting.  The little brunette that was blowing the bugle against the other girl's pussy was very very sexy, we both thought.  You should have heard Bob groan when he saw the nude of Nita sitting in the chair with her legs wide open.  It even made me tingle a little.

Right now Bob is in such a frustrated state over Nita that he's positive that Chuck is just sending those sexy nudes of her just to make him commit suicide!  I'm inclined to agree ...  but keep them coming!  Bob is really crazy about sweet furry pussys and says Nita's is the furriest he's ever seen and he's just as positive that it's the sweetest.

You should have our film by now and I hope that they come out okay.  There should be several of me sucking Bob's beautiful prick that will let Nita see just what she's missing.

I agree with you Chuck that we are going to have a ball!  Bob has been going out with a young girl here in town and he's going to try talking her into spending the night with us.  If she does I'll tell you two all about it.  I've love to hear about that big party you two went to.

I'm going to end for now.  Write us a long, long letter and let us know what you think of the photos.  Love and kisses.

Love Ya,

Connie

Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  16th

From Nita and I ...  W O W!  those pics were the wildest and most provocative photographs I have ever developed ...  or seen for that matter. You said I was a good phototog but Bob's camera work makes me look like a beginner!  The other man's photos turned out okay but the contrast, depth, and photo alignment were perfect.  And don't tell me he's never studied photography either!

Glad you liked the pics of the girls going down on each other.  I guess I should tell Bob to be prepared to have one hell of a blow job from Nita when he gets here.  "God, it's beautiful!" is what she said when she saw the one of you sucking and running your tongue all around that monstrous shaft of Bob's.  She also thinks that Connie has a refreshing and natural beauty that is very exciting ...  me too!

This is one time when I know I'm going to enjoy watching Nita.  And she's going to get just as much excitement out of watching you and I.  Bob's right again.  Nita has the hairiest cunt I've ever seen, too.  And to my taste buds ...  the sweetest.  But Connie, yours looks like a very juicy and comestible.  I love juicy cunts, I might add.

I'm really inclined to believe that the party we have with you and Bob will be the most rewarding and exciting we ever had.  Nita wants to have Bob all to herself first off and I want the same with you.  I don't think that either of us would be able to do justice to our partner if we weren't alone.  I know that Bob is going to tear Nita up and give her one of the best lovings she's ever had.  She has never had a cock as big as his and I've never had a young girl as beautiful and sexually stunning as you.

Later we can all get together and see what happens.

We haven't had very many swinging parties that are worth talking about but here is something that has not only excited us both but has also frightened us into thinking we're perverts of the lowest type.  Nita and I have grown to like and trust both of you and respect your obvious intelligence.  We'd like to know what your honest opinion of what I'm about to tell you:

One night last summer Nita woke me up early in the morning saying that she heard noises in the house.  When I went to investigate she was too frightened to stay alone.  We crept down the hall and both our hearts almost stopped beating at what we saw.

Our oldest son was laying on the sofa with a pretty little red-head.  They were embracing passionately.  The girl's hand was manipulating our son's erection; his hand was between her open legs.  Both were moaning and writhing in their excitement.

I was so sexually moved by the scene that my own cock was erect; Nita was directly behind me and she moved up against me.  All she wore was a thin nightie and I could feel the heat of her body.  Her hand came around and squeezed my cock, I almost lost my seed when she did that.  She was breathing heavily against my neck as we continued to watch them.

Our son opened her blouse and the little minx wasn't wearing a bra.  Her breasts were very small yet for some reason the sight of them excited both of us greatly.  Our son stood up and took off his shirt and trousers.  Nita groaned, squeezing my erection painfully and pressing her abdomen tightly against me when she saw his erection.  The little red-head pulled her short skirt up and raised her hips and pulled her white panties off.  Her thin bush was fiery red.  Nita and I almost lost all our controll then, I pushed her against the wall and pushed my hardness into her.  She was wetter than I can ever remember.

We were both trembling badly and Nita had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.  I moved slowly in her; we both watched our son mount the girl and guide his erection into the girl's fiery red bush.  The girl wrapped her thin legs around him and they went at it like two wild young animals.

Nita and I had the most intense orgasms, watching our son having the young girl, that we've ever had.  After we climaxed we were so weak that we had to go back to our bedroom and lay down.  Neither of us were able to sleep at all that night.  We made love three more times and during each we talked about what we'd seen.

Nita admitted that she had wished that she could have been in the little red-head's place.  I'm not gay but I recieved more excitement from seeing my son's erection than seeing the young girl naked.  The thought of watching our son making love to Nita gives me a tremendous erection every time I think of it.

We have honestly discussed this and our feelings in great depth, yet Nita cannot ever remember having even thought of anything sexual about our sons.  We have several theorys of our own but we'd like to hear what your opinions are before we mention them.

When you write to us about the above remember that we consider you to be very close friends and regardless of what you say we will remain as such. You cannot call us anything that we, ourselves, haven't called each other. This is important to us so Please be completely honest.

I think that I had better end this before I have enough material for a short novel.  Will send your pics under seperate cover and am enclosing so more of the two girls going down on each other.  And of course more of Nita.

Most sincerely,

Chuck and Nita

Dear Chuck and Nita, Nov.  21st

This will be short as Bob and I have a million things to do before leaving for Thanksgiving.  Bob and I thought that the scene with your son was very sexciting and wanted to tell you what we thought.  I don't know very much about psychology and Bob claims to know nothing at all.

But the things I'm going to tell you are mainly his opinions.

First let me thank you for your sincere trust in our friendship and we'll try to live up to it.

First of all we see nothing unusual about Nita's sexual feelings for her son.  To us it's an indication that she loves you very much.  After all, he is you, Chuck ...  a younger, stronger, more virile reproduction of you.  He probably has the best features of you both.  So why shouldn't Nita desire him?  If you had a daughter I'm sure you would desire her.  How could you not?  You love Nita and she would be nothing more than a younger Nita.

I know that when we have a son that I'll desire him.  And I know that when we have a daughter Bob will entertain sexual desires of her.  And why not?  They will be products of our love for each other ...  they will be part of us and our beautiful love for each other.

Bob and I realize that alot of people would think that we were some sort of perverts but we don't care.  Why does a man put so much faith in having a son?  Because to him a son is his only hope of immortality ...  through him his blood line and name lives on after he has turned to dust.  So why shouldn't the mother of that son love him as strongly and as completely as the father?

Well, that's our feelings on the subject ...  who knows maybe the world's crazy and we are not!  Or you can flip that around the other way. But I know that there would be an awful more people on our side that people would have you believe.

Bob has studied photography but hasn't been active in it for some years now.  We haven't gotten the photos yet.  We loved the ones of Nita as usual and it's going to be a beautiful sight to see Bob's beautiful prick going into Nita's beautiful pussy.

Must end for now ...  please drop us a line soon.

Love Ya,

Connie



Chapter 9

Bob and I arrived at Nita's around six-thirty on the second of December. We were exhausted, but their warm cordial greeting relieved us of our personal discomforts.  They introduced us to their sons, and my breasts tingled when Mark, the oldest, shook my hand.  Timmy, the youngest, was sixteen, slender and the cutest.  Every time I looked his way, his eyes were moving fleetingly over my full breasts under my tight pale-blue sweater or over the flare of my hips and the swell of my abdomen under the thin, tight white bell-bottoms.

Chuck fixed us all a drink and we relaxed in polite conversation for a while.  Nita wore a pretty light-green shirt-waist dress that put an accent on her full firm breasts.  It wasn't very short, but on her it was very sexy, and from where Bob and I were sitting we could see just a hint of her thighs above her nylons.  Nita excused herself, saying that she had to get dinner ready and Mark was going off on a date and said he probably wouldn't be home tonight.  My breasts tingled so that a visible shiver rippled through my body and I wondered if he was going to fuck that little redhead.

Chuck had to go somewhere and Bob went with him.  I told Nita that I would like to freshen up and change clothes.  She showed me to our room, and Timmy brought in our suitcases.  I thanked him, telling him that he was sweet, and the little darling turned bright red.

When I was alone, I opened my suitcase and took out a pair of sheer lavender bikini panties with white ruffled lace around the waist and legs. Next came a matching French bra, my white lace garter belt and a pair of smokecolored nylons.  I took off my clothes and slipped into a pink and black lace duster and went into the bathroom down the hall.

The shower felt wonderful.  I turned the water on as hot as I could stand.  When I dried off, my skin tingled and glowed bright pink.  I dusted my breasts, stomach, bottom and thighs with a lightly scented lilac power. I put on my garter belt and nylons, then my panties and bra.

When I opened the door to our room, I stifled a shocked cry of surprise. Timmy was standing by the bed, nuzzling the pink panties I had just taken off against his nose.  His other hand was frantically stroking his hardened manly prick.  I stared at him disbelievingly for a full minute.  Then an excited glow tingled through my thighs and I began trembling with the excitement of Timmy's actions.

I closed the door firmly and leaned weakly against it, not taking my eyes from his stroking hand.  The boy whirled toward me, shock and terror edged over his youthful handsomeness.  He sat down quickly on the bed, covering his hardness and bowing his head in shame.  I felt pity for the shamed boy.  I walked over and sat down beside him, hugging him tight against me.  He started crying.

"P ...  please ...  don't ...  tell ...  Mom ...  please, don't ..." the frightened boy whimpered pleadingly against my shoulder.

"I won't, Timmy ...  if you tell me why you were smelling my panties." My own voice trembled from the excitement of the boy's strange act.

"I ...  I'm sorry ...  honest ...  please don't tell Mom."

"Tell me why you were smelling my panties and playing with your prick?" My hand went to his lap and pulled his hands away, exposing his still-hardened prick.  I wrapped my warm fingers around it and gently squeezed.  He moaned with pleasure against my shoulder.  He was an awful lot bigger than the boy in the gas station had been.

"I couldn't help it.  Your p ...  panties were laying on the bed and ..." Timmy shuddered violently, his voice was barely audible.  You're ... so ...  pretty ...  p ...  pretty ...  and ..." The boy began sobbing harder.

"Timmy, you're sweet.  Did you like the smell on my panties?"

Timmy didn't speak, just nodded his head.

"Do you like to smell girl's panties?  Have you ever smelled your mother's panties?" I was so excited that my hand was unconsciously jerking Timmy's prick in short, quick movements.

"Y ...  yes."

"Did you wonder how I would look in them while you were smelling them?"

"Timmy nodded.

"Would you like to see me in them, now?"

"Yes...  yes ..." Timmy looked up at me, his eyes wet and sad, very sad. I almost started crying myself.  But instead I leaned forward and kissed his quivering lips lightly.

"Do you like to kiss girls down there?"

"I ...  I ...  d ...  don't ...  k ...  know ..."

"Oh, Timmy!  You never have ...  have you?" My heart nearly stopped its mad pounding when I realized he was a virgin.

"N ...  no," the boy mumbled weakly.

I stood up and let my robe fall to the floor.  I reached behind me and unhooked the lavendar lace bra.  "Have you ever seen a girl naked, Timmy?"

"N ...  no ...  just Mom ..." His sudden gasp of breath hissed loudly in the quiet room as he looked up at me.  I stood with my full thighs slightly apart, naked, except for the garter belt, nylons and the sheer lavender lace of my snug-fitting bikini panties.  I smiled as his eyes locked on the soft blonde curls that fluffed out at the plump V of my full thighs.  Timmy was hypnotized by my blonde, pouty cleft that was so visible through the lavender haze of my panties.

"Is this what you were thinking about while you caressed your prick and smelled my panties?" I asked in a low husky voice, my fingers tracing lightly over the fluffy mound.  The boy stared in amazement as I walked up close to him.  His eyes widened as he stared at the quivering flesh of my velvety inner thighs.  I could feel the warmth of his heavy breaths against my quivering belly as he stared at the forbidden female flesh I knew he had dreamed of so many times.  He looked up almost reverently into my smiling face.

"Touch me, Timmy.  Put your hand on my pussy," I whispered hoarsely, thrusting my hips out toward him slightly.

My thighs trembled and tiny electric thrills rippled through my lower abdomen as Timmy's trembling finger tips hesitatingly touched the fluffy blonde mound through my sheer panties.  Timmy's fingers slowly became more aggressive and their virgin pressure had a maddening effect.

"Take them, darling," I whimpered, my body swaying dangerously in front of him.  I moaned, feeling his trembling fingers pulling my panties down, his face flushed, only inches away from my quivering abdomen.  I felt his gaze burn into the honey-blonde curls that hid the soft pink folds of his dreams.

I lay down on the bed and drew my legs up, opening them wide apart and writhing my hips up to an imaginary lover.  My hands moved slowly down over my breasts until they were caressing the hollows of my writhing thighs.  Ever so slowly my fingers drew the moist blonde hair-lined lips wide apart. I heard Timmy groan as his eyes stared into the moist pink flesh of his dream.

"Kiss it, Timmy.  Please ...  eat my pussy," I whimpered breathlessly. I cried out with exquisite pleasure as the boy licked at my palpitating flesh. The boy made up with eager youthful energy what he lacked in experience.  Timmy's tongue licked in long, wet strokes up the full trembling length of my open, wet slit.

"Do it on my pussy ...  Timmy ...  make your prick come on me ...  hurry!" I whimpered, urging him up between my legs.  Suddenly I wanted him to look at my blonde pussy and make himself cum.  The boy stood up and began to frantically stroke the hardened length of his young virgin prick. My finger went to the moist swollen bump of my madly itching clitoris and I rubbed it with the same frantic rhythm as Timmy was using.

His eyes were glued on my writhing pussy and plunging fingers.  I watched the boy's face become intense and strained, his lips parted and his face contorted in passion.  When he groaned mournfully, my eyes dropped to the swollen shaft of his young prick.  I saw his heavy swaying cum-laden balls drawing sharply up to the thick base of his prick.  I watched as the boy's swollen prick throbbed and jerked violently as thick spurts of his virgin cum exploded from its swollen head to arc through the air and splatter hotly on my writhing thighs and heaving belly.  I moaned louder as spurt after spurt landed on my squirming body.

I lay there, breathlessly watching Timmy's prick slowly deflating, a tiny, glistening drop of his cum hung precariously from the brightly glowing pink tip.  I took the pink panties that Timmy had been smelling and lovingly wiped his cum from my thighs and belly.  I sat up and wiped his limp prick with them then handed them to him.

"Keep them with you tonight ...  and think about me when you play with your prick." I stood up.  Timmy was as tall as I was and I hugged him tightly to me.  "Would you like to put it inside me later tonight?" I asked, feeling his limp prick throbbing slowly back to hardness against my naked hip.

"Oh, yes ...  yes, I do.  I really do," the boy said enthusiastically.

"You're so wonderful," I said, pulling away from him.  "But you'd better leave now, someone might come in and catch us.  Do you want to come back after everyone goes to sleep?"

The boy's eyes glowed and he nodded vigorously.

I leaned forward and kissed him, my tongue probing through his warm closed lips.  He opened his mouth and moaned as my tongue slid wetly into the hotness of his mouth.  I took his hand and placed it on my tingling breast.  I had to pull away, another second too close to this wonderful boy and I would have to have him.

"Don't wear anything when you come back tonight.  I want that sexy body of yours against me with nothing between us.  Now run along so I can finish dressing."

At the door Timmy turned and smiled shyly.  "I love you," he said, going out the door quickly.  I stood there for a long moment, trembling, thinking how excited Bob would get when I told him.  I couldn't decide if I should say anything about it in front of Chuck and Nita.

I picked up my lavender bra and panties and put them back on.  I just couldn't make up my mind what to wear, so I slipped my duster back on, deciding to wait and see what Bob thought I should wear.  I quickly brushed the snarls and tangles out of my shoulder-length blonde hair and went to the kitchen to keep Nita company.

I sat on a high stool and demurely let my duster fall open enough to let her catch a glimpse of my sheer panties.  She couldn't keep her eyes away from the blonde curls that strayed enticingly out of the legs of my panties. Nita fixed me a drink and, when she handed it to me, her hand was trembling.  A strange excitement flooded through me.

"Chuck and I wrote you a letter, but never got around to mailing it."

"Could I read it now?  I love your letters," I said softly, watching the way her full breasts moved so invitingly under the tight bodice.

"Yes, I'll see if I can find it."

As soon as she left the kitchen, I parted my thighs wide and slid my finger under the leg of my panties, pulling more of my soft blonde curls into view.  I did the same thing with the other side and adjusted my thighs and duster so that it would look unintentional.

I sipped my drink and thought about Timmy.  I was almost certain he was in his room smelling my panties and doing it to himself.  I could almost feel the swollen lips of my pussy contracting at the lewd thought.  Nita interrupted my licentious thoughts about her son when she entered the kitchen.

When she handed me the letter, I could almost feel the heat of her eyes on the golden cleft of my exposed pussy.  My fingers were trembling as I opened the letter.  With the letter were several photos of Nita.  One was a complete nude, she had her legs drawn up as though waiting for a lover to mount her.  The fingers of her right hand were holding the furry lips widespread and the fingers of her other hand were manipulating her clitoris hidden in the moist pink folds.  A thick drop of cum was just beginning to ooze through the tight inner opening of her pussy.

"What is this?" I asked Nita, pretending to be naive.

She walked over near my side, a lot closer than she had to.  I pointed to the white smear on the photograph, my arm brushing against the side of her full breast.  I looked up into her eyes and her face was flushed as she looked down into the cleavage of my full breasts.

"T...  that's one of Chuck's silly ideas," Nita said, her breaths coming quicker.

"Oh, I don't think it's silly.  It's very exciting.  I wish I had been there to help you!" Nita's breast was pressing tighter against me and her breathing was coming faster and I knew that she was in the mood.

"Why don't you show me the house ...  before our men come back?" I looked up into her eyes, smiling.

"Okay," she answered weakly.  I followed her, watching the slight sway of her broad rounded hips.  She opened a door and I walked up against her, pressing my full breasts against her.

"This is Chuck's den and darkroom.  I call it his sex-room." Nita turned around, her face only inches from mine, our breasts lightly touching.  I leaned up against her and buried my face against her throat.  I felt her hips straining against mine.  My mouth was wetly kissing her smooth neck, and her hands went around my waist, drawing me tighter to her full softness. My hands began caressing the full spheres of her arched breasts. I could feel her nipples harden under her bra as my lips nibbled up her throat to lick into her ear.

Nita moaned and ran her hands over the rounded swell of my full, taut bottom.  Our lips met in a strong passionate kiss, and her mouth opened wide, eagerly sucking my fluttering tongue into the hotness of her mouth. My hand moved slowly over the soft quivering swell of her abdomen to the plump downy lips of her pussy.  Her thighs opened slightly as the pressure of my hand increased.

Our lips parted and I looked at her.  Her head was back against the doorway, eyes closed, lips parted as her tongue licked slowly around the fullness of her lips.

"Let's go to your bedroom," I said in a low quivering voice.

Nita swallowed hard and nodded.  She held onto my hand as if afraid I'd run away.  The hope that Timmy would see us going into her room and peek sent tiny shivers up my spine.  I wanted to see him between his mother's full thighs.  That was one of the most exciting thoughts I've ever had.

I looked around the room, it was tastefully decorated and conservativelooking.  There was an assortment of paintings around the room. The bed was huge, with a bookcase headboard of some sort of blonde wood.  In the bookcase was an assortment of sex books, The Neighborhood Party, The Experiment, Human Sexual Response, all of which Bob and I had read.  There were two walnut speakers and an AM/FM radio on the bookcase.

I sat down in the small easy chair by the bed, my duster was completely open now.

"I've never done this before," Nita said in a low voice, averting my lustfilled gaze.

"Don't let it worry you, Nita.  It will come naturally."

I stood up, letting my duster fall from my shoulders.  Nita was staring at me, her eyes moving slowly from the full cleavage of my breasts trapped in the lavender lace bra down over my smooth flat stomach to my blonde tuft of curls that were so plainly visible through the lavender haze.

"Take your clothes off, darling.  I want to see that beautiful body of yours in real life." My voice was low and hoarse as my hands went to my back and unhooked my bra.  Nita was slowly, trancelike, unbuttoning the front of her dress, her eyes still on me.

"You're so beautiful," Nita whispered ardently.  I moved up close to her and my trembling fingers finished unbuttoning her dress.  Her hand came out and cupped my right breast, kneading it gently, running her fingers adoringly over the satiny skin, gently tweaking my hardened pink nipple.  I moaned, my knees were trembling weakly as I pulled her dress down over her shoulders.  When it fell to the floor, I stepped back and hooked my fingers in the waistband of my bikini panties.

I was trembling so badly that I could barely manage to pull my panties down.  Nita watched lasciviously as each blonde curl appeared above my sliding panties.  Nita unhooked her plain white bra and I gasped as the fullness and beauty of her breasts swayed slightly before me.  They had looked firm and beautiful in the photos, but they were breathtaking in the flesh.

My eyes raped Nita's full body as she slowly slid her sheer white panties down over the broad flare of her hips.  When she straightened, our arms went around each other, our lips met in a deeply passionate kiss.  Maddening thrills of ecstasy rippled through my quivering body.  Nita's full breasts were burning against mine, their hardened nipples seemed electrifying.  My hands moved lightly over her full, rounded bottom, kneading its resilient smoothness, drawing her writhing furry mound tighter against my own.

As though on some prearranged signal we collapsed onto her bed.  Nita's arms went around me, drawing me to the quivering warmth of her naked, burning skin.  Nita moaned and her hand went down from my shoulder to my big full young titties, then she leaned closer and her lips opened firmly against mine, spreading and nibbling as her tongue slipped between my lips. My lips softened and kissed back, blanketed by a sheet of passion caused by the demanding heat of her need.  My hand crept slowly onto the full rounded sphere of Nita's arched tittie, then down the soft quivering flesh to her inner thighs, until it mingled with the thick bush of soft black curls and its moist hotness.  I moaned loudly, my eyes closed as my fingers slipped into the hot pit of Nita's fiery lust.  I ran my other hand behind her and cupped her large, rounded bottom as she writhed wantonly against my thrusting fingers.  My hand slipped between the crevice that separated the full spheres of her ass and found her tiny puckered hole.  I thought of my finger as a long, slim prick as it teased at the swollen pucker.

Nita, who was the strongest, took the lead and rolled me onto my back and quickly reversed her body, straddling me so that her thick black hair-lined pussy hovered over my face.  My mouth was just inches below the slightly open lips of Nita's wet swollen pussy and I raised my head, to kiss deep into the heady nest of her wet quivering pussy.  At the same time I felt Nita's kiss, centered by her hot darting tongue.  Sensations seemed to ripple around and around our tonguing bodies, the mounting tensions were perfectly matched.  I licked and nibbled, the glistening wet flesh of Nita's pink pussy.

I put my hands to the full rounded spheres of Nita's ass and pressed and pulled at them, enjoying the erotic shapes I created.  My thighs, urged by Nita's hands, spread and spread until my hips seemed like they were going to tear apart, then I began to writhe to the rhythmic licking and plunging of her tongue.  I felt a wriggling finger at my tiny puckered hole and I teased at hers.  As my finger entered Nita's asshole, the erotic intrusion made me moan with ecstasy.  I felt as though we were one, with this beautiful woman, her tongue was like a small slithering prick, my fingers searching and savoring the secret muscles that gripped it spastically.

I cried out in pleasure against the open lips of her pussy as I began undulating my hips, legs widespread, letting the intense thrills between my thighs grow stronger and stronger as her mouth and tongue sent shivering bolts of ecstasy through every part of my body.  I licked at Nita's pussy frantically, feeling the strangeness of my orgasm growing, and I knew that it wouldn't escape me ...  not this time.

A wild masochistic pleasure had suddenly taken hold of my body as Nita's finger thrust into my rubbery asshole.  I ground my ass in complete abandoned ecstasy against the madly probing finger and wildly sucking mouth.

Suddenly I felt the wetness and tensing of Nita's orgasm; I became more frantic, but my mounting orgasm slowly slipped away from me as the woman over me went limp and rolled over on her side.  I opened my eyes and saw Bob staring obscenely at my splayed thighs.  My hips arched off the bed lewdly as I beckoned to my husband to fuck me.  Bob fell between my thighs. My fingers went to his head, urging his mouth down to the wet open lips of my passion-swollen pussy.  I moaned and squirmed under the exquisite pleasure of my husband's sucking lips.  I looked over and saw that Chuck had crawled between Nita's thighs and was pounding furiously into her own swollen wetness.

"Oooohhh!  Eatme eatme eatme eatme eatme ..." I whimpered incessantly, undulating my hips faster as the tingling chills burned through my body ... God!  The sensations were so maddening ...  so intense that I knew I would die from its intense pleasure.  Bob's hands pulled the upturned cheeks of my quivering, squirming ass higher, his tongue circling, teasing my tiny sensitive asshole.

Then his mouth returned to my swollen, sensitive pussy and began sucking voraciously on my clitoris.  My head flailed listlessly from side to side and I tensed, arching my hips up to his sucking mouth, and it felt as though my whole body was one giant tingling nerve-end.  My orgasm was building deep in my heaving belly and it was the strangest sensation I had ever felt; even my finger tips were tingling maddeningly.

"Fuck me, now!  Bobby!  Fuck me!" I cried out.  Bob crawled quickly up over me and shoved the thick throbbing fullness of his prick into the depths of my madly palpitating pussy.  Our lips met and I sucked eagerly on his slippery tongue.

I threw my legs around his slim waist and moaned deep in my throat as he began moving his thick hardened shaft in and out.  My husband's hands slid under my writhing bottom, raising me and at the same time pushing his massive prick deeper into me.  I began moaning incoherently as my mind became a burning, passion-blinded thing.  The wet slippery sheath of my pussy gripped him tightly until I could feel every pulsating inch of his massive flesh buried deliciously inside me.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!  FUCK ME HARRRDDD!" I screamed, knowing that I was approaching an orgasm.  The sensations were even stronger than the ones I had just felt with Nita.  My body became completely abandoned as I twisted and writhed, spreading my legs wider, fondling and playing with the contracting lips of my eager pussy where Bob's massive prick entered, bringing more intense thrills to race through my overly sensitive and heaving body.

The plane of my crotch was wide open to the furious, pile-driving thrust of his hips as he rammed brutally and deliciously into me.

"Oh ...  oh ...  oh ..." I whimpered incessantly, our faces contorted in unrecognizable masks of wild obscene passion.  Bob groaned and quickened his thrusts, grinding hard and deep so that his massive prick of fire bored hard against the resilient lips of my tortured womb.  Then I felt it!

"Oh, God! ...  OH ...  GOD!  It's happening! ...  I'm going to ..." I lost all sense of being, my head stopped flailing and tensed as I arched my back, thrusting my hips hard against my husband's.  I felt as though my insides were going to gush out as my orgasm tingled in my finger tips, toes, nipples, ears, lips, thighs, belly; there wasn't a spot on me that didn't feel the maddening effects as my first orgasm began.

A low guttural cry rumbled deep in my hoarse throat, choked off at the last second by the blinding sensations that erupted in every pore of my writhing, tormented body as release finally came.  Suddenly I was floating on a tiny obscure cloud high above a world of brilliant colors that swirled, in hazy patterns; multicolored bolts of lightning coursed through me, surging out from the nucleus of my being through every nerve-ending I possessed.

I awoke in Bob's strong arms; the warmest, deepest feeling of contentment hung over me like a soft golden shroud.  I really did it ...  it really happened!  Kept echoing through my mind.  My body and mind literally sang with joy ...  I was a whole and complete woman.  My body still felt tingled with the delicious aftereffects of my very first orgasm. I reached down, exploring the swollen, sensitive area between my thighs; it still felt as though Bob's hugeness was still possessing me.

And this was only the beginning ...



The End

