    Title: Travelling Road Show
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: The story of Sheila and Herb, a quick introduction to how they got
        into swapping partners, and then how they spent their thirtieh anniversery
    	with some loving friends and guests.
    Keywords: M/F, M/FF, swing, anal, inter, group

My name is Sheila Carpenter. I'm forty-nine years young, and a healthy five-seven, one-hundred sixty pounds. I've a great set of c-cup boobs that show little sag for their age. My hair is brunette, and I normally wear it shoulder length. My hubby of thirty years, Herb, is four years older than I, six even and weighs in a bit over two hundred. Now, I'm, not going to lie and say he has a ten-inch schlong. I'm tired of reading stories about where the guys are always eight-inches and bigger. This is bullshit! Most guys are around six inches, some an inch or two bigger, some maybe an inch shorter. Even thickness is average! So, with that, my Hubby is just above average at six-point-five inches in length, and the average diameter of about two inches.

Now, you're probably wondering why I know so much about men's cock size. Well, it all goes back to 1972. Herb and I had just celebrated our third year of marriage, and the birth of our second of two boys, our last child. We were living in an apartment complex in suburban Detroit, just getting ready to start building our dream home on a quiet cul de sac. Herb was in his third year with a large corporation, one he stayed with until he went out on his own, successfully I might add, in 1983.

Anyway, back to the apartment complex. There was a lady about his age, her name was Jean. A stunning five-seven blonde goddess. A true home wrecker if you ever saw one. For some reason, she decided to make Herb her target. She was a year older than I, and I already had dealt with women drooling over my Herb's good looks. But I quickly found out that she was doing more than drooling. She was actively stalking and chasing my man. At first, I was furious, but then, I watched, as my Herb put up a fight, not giving in to her lust, or his own.

Then, it hit me. Why not teach this bitch a lesson? So I did. Herb didn't realize I knew what was going on. So when I had a talk about it, he was rather upset. He was saying this woman was always around, making suggestive comments, and grabbing his butt on occasion. Nowadays, that would get a lawsuit thrown your way. But me, being a bit fed up with her, and still nursing my three-month old, decided to give her what she wanted, and more.

The look on Herb's face when I told him to go for it. He thought I was joking, until I said I would send the kids to my parents for the weekend, and we could confront the bitch together. He looked at me a bit funny when I said that, then I explained. I wanted him to bring her to our place, under the guise that I wasn't home. Then, I would come in on them, and humiliate her.

The trap was laid, and we were all set for it that fateful night in September, 1972. Well, things didn't exactly work out as planned. The beginning did, as I hid in the next room, until Herb brought her to our apartment, and they ended up quickly in our marriage bed. I don't know what came over me, as I ended up watching my sweet husband fucking her brains out for an hour, standing there around the corner of the doorway, my hand playing with my pussy through my jeans.

Plans changed, as I ditched my clothes, entered the room as Herb was drilling her cunt doggie style, and sat in front of the bitch, grabbing her blonde hair, and forcing her face into my sex-starved cunt. I came quickly, and needless to say, this was the beginning of a wonderful relationship. The three of us damn near fucked ourselves to death that weekend, and poor Herb had trouble getting up to go to work Monday morning.

Jean and I became lovers, something we still are today. Anyway, I set her up with Herb's younger brother, who's my age, and a year later, the two of them were getting married, and buying the lot next to ours. And yes, Herb's brother, Greg, is just like Herb. We've spent many weekends without the kids (Greg and Jean have two girls and a boy, all born within five years of their marriage), the four of us having great sex. We also ended up finding out more about swinging, and the large community of swingers in the Detroit are. As a matter fact, we got two other couples we met to buy the other two houses on our cul- de sac when they became available.

So now, it's 1999. Four very happy swinging couples, that have tried everything that fun loving couples could that doesn't involve pain, kids or animals. (Although we have done some fun with bondage, but that isn't what this story is about.) It's mid winter, and like the past ten winters, us four couples go on a weeklong vacation to fuck. We usually drive to Florida, all in one van. Our sons call it the fuck-wagon. Oh yeah, our boys know. As do the kids of the other three couples. As a matter of fact, they swing too. But we don't get involved with the younger set. I would find it rather uncomfortable to do my own kin, as the same goes with the others. Although I have seen the men eyeing up Jean and Greg's daughters.

But this year is to be different. Our thirty years of marriage, the longest in the group, the others decided to celebrate. Jean and Greg made the arrangements. And Doug & Susan and Phil & Amy were more than willing to join in. Susan is a fifty-two year-old blonde, only five-three and rather big at one-eighty. But being big, she has enormous boobs, they measure in at 48E. Amy, a dark-haired Italian-American of my age, is the exact opposite. At five-ten, she is barely one hundred pounds. She's got mostly nipples with no breasts. Both of their husbands though are like bookends. They're both blonde-haired, blue-eyed, standing at six-three and two-twenty. And both men have average pieces of equipment, maybe a half-inch smaller than my Herb, and Greg. Both are the same ages as their wives.

Doug and Susan have two boys and one girl, while Amy and Phil have two of each. I honestly can't see how Amy had four kids, and is still skinny as a rail. She doesn't even have a tummy! Everyone but me works, so the weekends are the only time we get to play. Except for the vacations we take all together. Usually two weeks a year, one in the early fall, and the other in late winter. It was time for our late winter trip, and Jean made all the arrangements. Herb and I had no clue where we were going, until that Saturday morning when we were all picked up by limo, and driven to the airport.

When I seen our tickets, I about died. Roundtrip to Kingston, Jamaica. Although Herb and I had never been there, Jean and Greg had visited there last year, and Amy & Phil the year before. So, here we were, flying at thirty-seven thousand feet, leaving minus-ten degree weather and two-feet of snow, heading for the warmth and sunshine of the Caribbean. As we flew, Jean filled us and the other two couples in on where we were going. Our lodging is in an all-inclusive resort, one unit with four bedrooms. It even has it's own large hot tub. Jean explained that they stayed there last year, and found that they cater to swingers, especially to groups. So, we were able to get one of their larger units.

Jean thought of everything. This was to be romantic, and erotic, for all involved. The first two nights, we were to spend the whole time with our respective spouses. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, we rotate spouses for twenty-four hours each. Thursday, we were to reunite with our mates, but only briefly. She had a surprise for Thursday evening, which would last until Friday morning, when we would reunite with our mates for the last two nights there, before we fly home Sunday.

So with anticipation, wet pussies and stiff cocks and lust in everyone’s eyes, we landed in Kingston, were promptly picked up by resort shuttle, and checked in. The unit we were in is beautiful. A main living room with four couches, four large bedrooms with a large king-size bed plus two overstuffed chairs in each, and each bedroom had it's own full bath. There was also a kitchen and dining area, where we can have food delivered, ready to eat, or ready to cook by ourselves.

The resort itself was on the ocean, and our unit overlooked the beach. The pool was down a ways, maybe one hundred yards. The place was expansive, and crowded. Jean said if we wanted others to join in, we could have that as well. I just smiled, saying the company we have is fine, but, you never know.

We were all rather tired from the trip, as we decided to have dinner and crash. Herb and I didn't even have sex, we just laid in each others arms, the windows open, and the soft, warm Caribbean breeze flowing over us. In the morning, I woke my wonderful hubby with a pleasant good-morning blow job. He smiled, as he blasted my tonsils with his thick load, before going down on me, nibbling on my super sensitive clit until I came hard on his face.

On Sunday, we did the touristy things as a group, toured the island, visited the falls, and eventually had a great meal in the resort's restaurant. Herb and I had a great night of sex, with me getting him off five times, before finally crashing for the night. I was hoping I didn't wear him out for the others, as I drifted off to sleep at about midnight.

In the morning after breakfast, Jean announced who was getting who the next few days. I got Doug for Monday, Greg for Tuesday, and Phil for Wednesday. To make a long story short, it was three days and nights of pure fun. We all stayed in our little group, as we relaxed and enjoyed what the resort had to offer. None of us went outside our group, although we had plenty of opportunities. I was asked a couple of times by other couples if we (Whoever I was with at the moment) would like to join them for some intimate moments, but turned them down. So, the first three days were wonderful.

Then Thursday came. The morning breakfast was great, we all sat around and ate in the nude. We were all back with our own spouses, and only Jean and Greg knew what was in store for the day and night. We spent the morning at the pool, swimming and playing, as well as after lunch. After dinner, all eight of us returned to our unit, when Jean announced for us all to have a seat. Greg left, and Jean then announced, "Okay, our surprise will be here shortly."

We all bombarded her with questions, but to no avail, she just kept tight lipped, and smiled. Ten minutes later, Greg returned, but he wasn't alone. Behind him were six Jamaican men, and five Jamaican women, wearing just swimsuits. I was impressed with the men, all big, each about six-foot, young, none over twenty-three from my guess, and well-built. And the five ladies, if you can call them that. Each one was between five-foot and five-five, barely one-twenty, and all healthy in the chest.

Jean stood, and said "Well, here's our surprise." She went to the men, and wrapped an arm behind the back of two of them, as she said "Last year, these two studs kept me going for a solid night. For you anniversary, Shelia, you get three."

My mouth dropped. Three young studs, well-built studs, and judging from the bulge in their swim shorts, well-hung! She then said "And for you, Herb. Two of these fine young ladies should keep you busy." I looked at my hubby, and he was smiling broadly. Yeah, he'll be happy all right. Just hope his heart holds out. "Now Shelia, come pick the three lucky guys, the other three will pair off with Susan, Amy and I. And the remaining three girls that Herb doesn't choose, will get to pair off with our spouses."

I smiled, kissed Herb, and said "You go first."

He was up in a flash, and quickly grabbed a hand of what seemed to be the two youngest of the women, and went happily to an empty room. The others laughed, as did I, as I stood and approached the standing Jamaican men. I on the other hand, want to know a bit more about them. I asked "What are your names, guys?"

And in deep Jamaican accents, from left to right, they responded, "Simon."

"Jacob."

"Lewis."

"Adam."

"Matthew."

"Robert."

I first went up to Simon, and gave him a hug and kiss, my hand rubbing that delicious looking bulge. Not bad, maybe about eight inches, and quite thick. Next, did the same to Jacob. He was the darkest of the group, and his tongue was hot as it searched my mouth. Oh yeah, very nice. And he had potential, as his cock head was peeking out of the top of his shorts. Damn, must be about ten, from what I could tell. Lewis was next, and he had the most muscular body, well chiseled muscles. And his package was about seven inches, but the thickest seven inches I had ever felt. Approaching Adam, I glanced down, he had lowered his shorts, his dangling meat was still limp, and already it was about eight inches. I smiled as I wrapped my fingers about it, and gave him a warm, deep kiss, feeling his tool throb in my hand. Yeah, this one for sure. Matthew also had dropped his suit, standing in all his glory. But he really didn't impress me. I did notice Jean eying him up and down, and after a brief kiss, I moved on to Robert. He was built almost as well as Lewis, but his cock was just begging to be sucked and fucked.

I smiled, took a step back, as I heard one of the girls in the other room cry out in orgasm. We all giggled, as I said "Sounds like Herb's getting a taste of some fine brown sugar." The others laughed, as did the six studs, as I said "Okay, let's go with Robert, Jacob and Adam."

The three chosen men came forward, and Jean said "Okay, you guys can take another room. The rest of us will somehow manage with two remaining bedrooms."

I giggled, as I walked with the three hung black studs towards an empty room, saying "I'm sure you all will."

We entered the bedroom, and I laid down on it, as my three lovers peeled off their suits. Robert's meat swayed as he climbed onto the bed, and laid down next to me, his dark lips surrounding the nipple of my left breast, making me coo with delight. Jacob was soon scrambling up to my face, his long ten-inch and very thick black pussy stretcher waving above my face. I giggled like a school girl, as I wrapped both hands about it, and pulled it to my sensuous lips, my tongue swirling about the length of it as well as the head. I felt movement, as Adam climbed on board, his head diving between my milky white thighs, as I soon gasped as he plunged two fingers up my very wet cunt, his tongue starting to dance around my clit. Oh god, what a present!

I moaned, as I felt the orgasm build in my loins. This kid knew how to use his tongue and fingers on a woman's twat, and the one on my breast wasn't half bad either. I soon exploded, as my screams were muffled by the huge log stuffing my mouth and throat. And before I could even have a chance to recover, I found myself on my hands and knees, the cock never leaving my mouth, as Adam slid his monster into my ready-to-fuck cunt. He grabbed my hips, and Jacob my head, as both men tried to outdo themselves by fucking me senseless from both ends. Robert was doing his part, his head under me, sucking and playing with my hanging, swaying boobs as he worked a finger on my button. I was soon overcame by an even more intense orgasm, my body turning to jello, as they held me up, and kept on fucking me.

Twenty minutes later, after three more hard cums racked my body, both guys grunted, filling my mouth and cunt with what felt like gallons of man cream. They pulled out, and I collapsed on to my tummy. Robert got behind me, and rolled me onto my left side, lifted my right leg and pushed my knee towards my chest, and straddling my left leg, entered my well fucked pussy.

I gasped at the sudden fullness, his cock stretching my cunt as he started to gently screw my slick cunt. My eyes were closed, enjoying the feeling, as he worked my clit with his forefinger. I felt something rubbing my lips, and wasn't surprised to find a cock entering my mouth. Tasting my own juices, I knew it belonged to Adam as I nursed on it, while both men took their time enjoying my hot cunt and mouth.

I soon was cumming again, damn near passing out from the shear pleasure. But these guys were far from satisfied, and I was looking forward to more. Robert pulled out, laid down next to me, and had me climb on board. Adam stuck his meat back into my mouth, and I suddenly felt fingers playing with my asshole. I normally don't do anal, only a handful of times in all of the time we've been doing this, but what the hell, when you're in Rome, do what the Romans do.

I cringed in pain at first, as Adam sank his root into my tight ass, as Robert pulled my ass cheeks apart. After a bit of discomfort, all three guys started fucking away. And I was in heaven once again. After that, the next four hours were a blur. I remember them filling me up that first time they made me air tight, and waiting anxiously for them to do it again. Which they did, repeatedly. About midnight, I finally disengaged from the studs, and stood to make my way to the bathroom to take a much deserved pee. They were collapsed in a heap on the bed, smiling as I left them. I wasn't sure, but I think they each had come in each hole twice each at least. Plus, a few more times each in my abused cunt.

In the living room, I found Jean and Lewis on the floor, in each other's arms, fast asleep. I smiled, grabbed a blanket and covered them up. Made my way to one of the two bathrooms and went potty, before heading back to my room. Entering, I saw all three black studs sleeping away. I smiled and just sighed. I guess I didn't realize the power of my own pussy. I went on down to the next room, and opened the door slightly. My hubby Herb was up on his knees, his cock sawing in and out of the dark skinned beauty that was on her hands and knees. The other one was laying next to them, her legs up and spread out, and I could see his cum draining out of her slit. I smiled at him, and he at me, as I approached and hugged him from behind.

Suddenly, I let out a gasp, as I looked at the white, rumpled sheets. In two spots, there was signs of blood. My god! My hubby nailed a couple of virgins! I wondered how old are these girls? And are there laws against this here? Oh well, I just smiled, and moved over to the laying girl. She looked at me and smiled, as I gently kissed her mounds of tit flesh. My fingers found her slit, wet with the combined juices of her own and Herb's. I moved up, and we kissed, our mouths opening and our tongues finding each other.

I was in heaven! This dark skinned lover was smooth to the touch, and her lithe, firm body felt warm, as we kissed and pawed each other's body. I asked "You've been with a woman before?" And she shook her head no. Smiling, I sat up, and turned around, and climbed over her body, sinking my face into her lubed cunt, as I lowered my own cunt onto her inexperienced lips. I gently ran my tongue up and down her slit, tasting the salty remains of my husbands earlier deposits.

Her body tensed, as I nibbled on her clit, as she followed my lead, doing the same to me. We were going at it for about ten minutes, getting each other almost to the peak of paradise, then slowing down just enough to make it enjoyable. I heard Herb grunt, as he just emptied his balls into the other girl, and was suddenly aware of another person in the room. Looking up, I saw it was Jacob, and I smiled, and wiggled my upturned bum. He got the idea, and climbed on board, his cock still soft, as he aimed for the girls open mouth. I went to back to work on her muff, and was soon rewarded my her muffled cries, as she came hard, her juices washing over my face. By now Jacob was hard, and he pulled out of her mouth, and slipped his post into my waiting cunt. It felt good, as she went to work on my clit and his shaft, making my whole body tingle with pleasure.

Jacob had a firm grip on my hips, as he fucked me with long, slow strokes. The pleasure built fast, and soon I was crying out, as the orgasm raged through my body. As I regained my senses, I looked over and smiled. Herb was leaning up against the headboard, as the other girl was sucking his limp tool. Her gaping pussy was staring at me, winking, causing his recent load to squeeze out.

I wanted a taste, so I crawled on over, burying my face in her quim. Jacob's cock slipped out, and was now in the oral orifice of the girl I just ate. I started sucking away, and saw Herb smile at me. I lifted my face, my fingers plunging in and out of the young lady's cunt, my thumb rubbing her sweet pink nub, and said "Happy anniversary, honey."

He chuckled, and replied, "Same to ya, babe." Then he smiled, and asked "How was your night so far?"

Her cunt tightened on my fingers, almost breaking them off, I smiled, saying "Well, was made airtight repeatedly." Then looked over my shoulder, at Jacob, who was now between the young girls thighs, her ankles on his shoulders, drilling her cunt hard. "And I thought I drained all three, but looks like one made a recovery."

Herb chuckled, as he pulled the girl up to his lap, having her face me, as he impaled her on his stiff cock. I watched momentarily, his meat sliding in and out of her tight, young cunt, before I grinned and moved forward, burying my tongue in her slit, searching out her clit to stimulate her hot body. She moaned loudly, as I found the right button, my tongue dancing around and on her clit, while also licking the sides of Herb's prick when it escaped her tight vaginal grip.

After about ten minutes of licking, she cried out loudly, as she had a powerful orgasm. This was too much for my Herb, as he grunted and stiffened, his spunk being forced out around his pole where he was entered in her tight cunt. I lapped it all up, as they both relaxed, just as we heard Jacob moan, as he filled his partner.

We all crashed right there, a tangle of arms, legs, breasts, and two very happy pricks. In the morning, I woke to the smell of fresh brewed coffee, and I untangled myself to make my way to the kitchen. Jean was there, sitting on a chair, as one of the Jamaican men was pumping her cunt with his long, thick cock. I smiled and she winked at me, as I went and poured myself a cup of brew. He soon grunted, and flooded her vagina with his load, as she hissed as an orgasm swept through her body.

The guy pulled out, and I dropped to my knees, taking his pole between my lips and cleaning it of their combined juices. As I stood, Jean said "You've an hour to try another one or two, then they're out of here."

I smiled, took the guy by the hand, and went into the living room, where he fucked me ragged for twenty minutes. When he was done, two more came up, and I had one at each end, pounding their rock hard cocks into my hot mouth and cunt.

Soon they filled my orifices with their potent seed, and withdrew. Unfortunately, it was time for them to go, as we all said our good-byes. I was still rather exhausted, so after showering and eating, I crashed with my hubby Herb, not waking up until the next morning.

The remaining two days were rather anti-climatic, as we just laid about and did nothing. And all us girls were rather well worn in the genitle area by the time we boarded our flight home. Needless to say, I'm looking forward to our next road trip.

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