Our First Experience At Mate Sharing


By Jim
Received on May 20, 1998 


Dear Joan...

I know you prefer receiving letters and stories from women, but my Honey asked me to write to you, to tell you and your readers our story.  It isn’t an MFM story, but it is a story about how we (and our friends) opened our life to new sexual experiences.  And, as a result of this experience, Peggy is now open to my finding another guy with whom to try our first MFM experience.




     Recently my wife and I took a trip to a little town on Lake Erie.  We went to visit some friends, have a taste of culinary bounty and a bit of the grape.  After refreshing ourselves, we donned our suits and headed for the beach.

     The beach was rather rough, littered with large stones and trees washed ashore during the unusually rough winter.  In addition, bodies of every sort graced the beach.  Lovely young ladies sported their finest swim suits, and tone-conscious men rippled while partaking in the shore sports.

     Peggy and I picked a great vantage point on a large, sun-bleached tree that had washed up on the beach months ago.  She looked great.  Although she was ultra-modest, her suit was revealing.  She is a small girl, 42 years of age, 5'3" tall, 115 pounds and tight.  Her bountiful breasts floated in the top of her suit, and her smooth, well-shaped ass rippled when she moved.  It always excited me when other men gawked at her. 

     Although she never agreed when I suggested that we get into the swinging scene, she did enjoy the attention of other men... and enjoyed knowing that she turned them on.  We would often fantasize about how it would be if she were to have a hot affair, but she would back away from the idea if I suggested that she actually get it on.

     As we sat on the fallen tree I asked, "Have you noticed how those two men over there have been staring at you?"

     "How could I help but notice?  They aren't very subtle about it.  I think the guy in the red suit it beginning to get a hard-on.  Does that excite you, honey?" she asked, trying to not notice the attention she was getting.

     "Ya, it turns me on.  I was just thinking about how hot it would be for you to suck on his cock bone while I drove my rigid tool inside of your hairy pussy."

     She smiled and said, "You're beginning to turn me on, Jim.  My pussy is starting to melt at the thought of it.  You would like to see his hands on these tit's, wouldn't you?" she continued... rolling her shoulders to accent her cleavage.

     My cock was getting so hard I was wishing for more skin so it could grow more.  “Promise me that one day you will break down and take some strange cock," I blurted out.

     "I may Jim... when the time is right... and when... and if... I find the right guy.  I will fuck his brains out and tell you all about it.  It amazes me how excited the thought of me taking a strange penis makes you.  I think I can understand though.  It excites me to think of you playing with a great big pair of tits as you drive your tool into a lovely young lady," she offered with a sexy voice.

     My bone was really ready for action.  It continued to drive me crazy thinking about her touching another man.  I wanted her to be kissed, touched, sucked, reamed and driven to utter ecstasy while I watched her passion.
 
     While I continued the fantasy about the men who had been watching her, two of my friends and their wives approached.  Peggy suggested that we pick up the conversation later. Our conversation was soon drowned out by the crash of the waves.

     "Hi folks!" John said as he and his wife approached.  John is a big man... he is well-proportioned, but big.  He weighs about 240 pounds, and stands about six feet, five inches.  His large barrel-shaped chest rippled as he and Michele walked up to out position on the log.  Peggy spread her towel on the sand and greeted Michele. 

     As Peggy bent over, her lovely white breasts spread, bounced and moved as John watched with interest.  As she bent down to lay on her belly, her buttocks flexed and tightened.  Her C-cupped, 34-inch tits almost fell free of her suit.  John observed me watching him as he stared at Peggy.  He hunched his shoulders and smiled as if to say, "OK, you caught me, but her tits are wonderful and I couldn't help it."
 
    I smiled back in understanding as my gaze traveled to Michele's outstanding body.  Michele was about ten years younger, and her charms were well spread out over her large frame.  My eyes traveled from her heavy breasts to her perfectly shaped ass.  I found my eyes riveted on the blond, thick, curly hair that escaped from the vee of her suit bottom.  John caught my stare and laughed out loud.

     "What's so funny, John?" Michele asked, as she spread her towel on the beach.  John simply waved her question away and began to talk with me about various small-talk topics.

     The girls discussed the kids and every soap opera that they shared an interest in.  John and I continued our conversation as our eyes danced over the girls.  It became more exciting for me as Peggy would move and John's eyes traced her every move.  At one point she pulled the top of her suit up to apply tanning lotion just inside the top. Her large, pink, eraser-hard nipples came into view. 

     John's conversation briefly stopped as his eyes fell upon her aureole, topped with cherry-sized nipples.  "What were you saying, John?" I asked, in an effort to draw his attention to the fact that I again observed where his attention was focused.

     At this point the girls lifted themselves to go into the water.  They provided us with yet another show.  They each pulled the back of their suits into proper position, covering their luscious buns in expected... but false... modesty.  John and I watched their buttocks as they sang the song of lust, moving as if in concert.

     "Well Jim, you caught me twice.  I'm sorry, but I can't help but stare at Peggy in that suit.  She is a hot lady, and my eyes just get glued to her when she moves," John said apologetically... as his eyes followed Peggy to the water.

     "Lust means never having to say you're sorry," I offered with a grin.  "For the consolation it may be to you, it excites me when other men look at Peggy.  I get a stiff one just knowing that someone is watching her.  I have often told her that she is free to fuck anyone she wants, but as yet, she hasn't taken me up on it."

     "You're kidding!  Why would you want her to do that?  No!  Don't tell me.  You may change your mind if you think about it... and if I thought there was a chance, I would fuck her in a heartbeat.  Quite honestly, I get somewhat excited when I think of Michele doing someone else.  I still get jealous every now and then.  We males are a goofy gender... aren't we?" John inquired.

     "I've talked with Peggy about it before.  I wanted us to join a swing club and try some new things, but she wasn't interested.  She said that one day she will find the right guy.  When she does, I think I will blow a load just hearing about it," I assured him.

     "Maybe later, after dinner,” John offered, “we can turn the conversation to such things... and see what happens. If Michele fucks anyone else, it may as well be you, Jim.  I know you would love to get your hands on her.  She gets as hot as a sidewalk in Houston."  As the girls were returning from the beach, I said, "You're on.  I would love to develop that kind of relationship. 

     Back at the cabin, the girls were kind enough not to get dressed as they prepared the dinner.  We were able to see this curve and that hollow as they moved about the cabin.  I was having trouble trying to decide whether the thought of Peggy fucking John was making me hotter... or the thought of me sticking my thick cock bone into Michele's hairy hole.  It was all exciting, but as much as I was thinking about Michele's heavy tits in the palms of my hands, I really wanted to see Peggy get excited at the hands of another guy.

     After dinner, our conversation was mixed with the other couples... so sex only occupied a portion of the interchange.  Later that evening, John, Michele, Peggy and I found ourselves alone as the others went to their cabins to turn in early.  Michele and John sat in front of the fireplace on the floor.  Peggy and I were perched on the sofa.  "The only thing that I miss here is the fact that we have been unable to swim in the buff," I offered, in an attempt to turn the conversation to lust.

     "Have you guys ever swam in the nude?" John asked of Peggy and me.  "This nut has done it a few times,” replied Peggy with a sneer, “but I'm always afraid that someone will see me." 
 
     "Like you have the only pair of tits in the world,” I said.  “What makes you so sure that everyone will be staring at your ass?" 

     "If I had half a chance, I would love to see those lovely humps," John said as Michele reached out and slapped him on the shoulder.

     "What's the matter with MY humps?... Asshole!" Michele demanded of her husband.  "There is absolutely nothing wrong with your humps," I hurried.  "Few women on this planet have tits as lovely as yours.  I guess we have a tendency to want to see what we're not allowed to see.  It's all pretty stupid if you think about it.” 

     “Tits are tits, but we all want to see someone else's,” I continued.  “It seems to speak to the issue that variety is the spice of life.  Peggy's tits are wonderful, and I can see why John would want to see them.  SEE THEM hell!  If I were John, I would want to see them, touch them, suck them and come on them.  I know I have, and I can't get enough of them."

     "Wouldn't that piss you off, Jim?  I mean to let someone else essentially make love to Peggy.  Wouldn't you be jealous?" Michele asked.

     "I've given it a lot of thought,” I replied.  “For some reason, don't ask me to explain, I love the thought of Peggy getting it on with someone else.  She is simply afraid to give it a try.  I can't get mad at her just because she is a prude," I toyed.

     "I am not a god damn prude,” Peggy interjected.  “I was just brought up differently.  Monogamy is in my bones.  I am afraid though.  You don't know where a lot of people have been.  This is the 90's, and you can die if you're not careful.  I have thought about it though!  I'm human, and I wouldn't be normal if I didn't look at guys... and appreciate being looked at by guys.,"

     "We all like to be lusted after, whether we want to admit it or not," John added. "Doesn't it excite you to know that Jim was staring at your body at the beach, Michele?  The reality of it is that you girls are just chicken."

     "He was not staring at me!  We were just all at the beach, dressed the way we would normally dress at the beach.  You can't expect me to swim in blue jeans and a flannel shirt.  We're supposed to dress this way.  And we are not chicken... we’re just refined," Michele countered.

     "You can get wet wearing anything," I said.  "You wore a very revealing two-piece suit.  Your breasts were barely covered, and the cheeks of your ass were almost completely visible.  I WAS looking at your body... and I loved every minute of it.  If John wasn't there and you were interested... and not chicken... I would have fucked your brains out right there," I added with a grin.

     Peggy slapped me on the thigh and told me to watch my tongue.  "Michele doesn't want to hear that.  You are beginning to turn our stomachs, Jim.  I can't believe how you embarrass me when we go someplace.  That chicken routine is as old as dirt."

     Michele diverted her eyes shyly and displayed a bit of a smile.  "No one has ever said that to me in front of John.  It IS a little shocking, Peggy, but I have to admit it's flattering.  I guess we do wear what we wear at the beach to be noticed.  I couldn't help but see John admiring your lovely frame.  In fact he even rolled his eyes a few times as you moved about.  I guess the unknown is somewhat exciting.  I believe that each of us girls has a little bit of whore in us.

     "Now is about the right time to see just how courageous these little girls are.  Why don't we play a few hands of strip poker, and see who has balls and who doesn't, so to speak," John suggested.

     "Get the cards, Jim!" Peggy responded.  She surprised me with her boldness. "I may not have balls that show, but mine are just a big as yours, John.  I think it would be funny to see that big hairy ass of yours.  OK with you, Michele?  Let's show them."

     "I don't know if I could get naked in front of someone else, Peggy," said Michele.  "I never have done that.  John is the only one who has ever seen me without clothes on, and even then I usually like to have the lights subdued.  I don't know if I could go through with it," Michele said.

     "Don't prove them right, Michele!  Look at them.  They look like a couple of smug assholes.  We have every bit as much courage as they do.  It might be fun.  You don't have anything to be ashamed of.  Your body is wonderful.  They can't play cards for shit anyway.  Jim doesn't always admit it, but he almost never wins at cards," Peggy assured her.

     And with that, I got the cards... and the game began.  Soon we were all in various stages of undress.  I waited anxiously to see Michele's lovely body, and I was trying to think of some way to effectively cheat.  Suddenly Peggy was faced with the choice of bra or panties.  Her decision was made for her when she noticed that the table top was made of glass.  She would have to bare her breasts.  John and I were already hard.  Each of us was anxiously awaiting as Peggy took off her bra.
 
     John was excited because he had never seen my wife’s tits, and I was almost insane because I knew it would be the first time that any other man had ever seen Peggy's juicy mammary glands.  After teasing the hell out of her, we finally convinced Peggy to drop her bra.  She tried to unhook it and leave it in place, but all three of us taunted her to quit being a coward.
 
     She dropped the bra to the floor and tried to hide her ample breasts with her hands.  That only served to provide more excitement.  As her arm, and the fingers of her free hand covered her heavy tits, the one "hidden" by her arm bulged and the breast in her hand was being manipulated between her frantic fingers.

     Quickly, John and I had our reserve of clothing diminished as well.  I was down to underpants only.  John still had his socks and tee shirt.  The girls continued to tease us because they could see the bulge of our cocks through the glass table.  "I hope you guys don't think you are any threat with those little thimbles.  I've seen bigger bones on park dogs," Michele kidded us.

     It was Peggy's turn to deal.  How was she going to deal the next hand and still hide her tits?  She found a way.  The cards were placed on the table and she shuffled them and dealt them one at a time.  John wasn't going to be denied.  He picked up a coaster and threw it at Peggy.  Before she realized what she was doing, she reached to catch the coaster with both hands, and exposed her heavy swinging tits. 

     John's eyes were riveted on her swollen, pink nipples, which rested upon her bouncing flesh globes.  Immediately, she was aware of her nudity.  Her shoulders slumped, a frown painted her face, and her eyes had a look of resignation.  "OK, so now you've seen my tits, big deal.  You've seen tits before, John.  Suddenly she stood up and pointed them at him.  Take a good look so you won't forget, asshole," Peggy said, as she returned to her task of dealing without any effort to hide her swaying breasts.

     "John, quit staring at her.  You're going to make her feel self-conscious," Michele cautioned.

     I was in heaven.  My cock was as big as it had ever been.  I could actually feel the cream in the channel, from my balls to the tip of my straining member.  John was staring at and appreciating my beautiful wife's lovely tits.  It seemed to me as though she was actually pleased with his attention.  She continued to smile as John stared at her breasts.  She began putting a little bit more movement into her shoulders in an effort to make them bounce a little more than was normal. 

     On several occasions I noticed John reaching below the table to squeeze his raging cock through his underpants.  It had risen so much that it's purple head began peaking out of his shorts.  "I think the little fella is trying to get out," Peggy teased John after she glanced down through the glass table top.

     "I didn't think you looked at such things, Peggy.  I'm flattered that you took the time to look," John said with a lecherous grin that didn't escape Michele.  Peggy looked sheepishly at Michele but regained her composure as Michele winked at her.

     The next round didn't go well for me.  I had to give up my last vestige of cover.  "OK, here goes!" I announced with false courage as I stood up.  In one motion, I dropped my shorts to the floor.  Peggy, Michele and John all stared in shock as I stood there, naked and quite erect!  

     My cock was standing at full attention, rising from its hairy bed between my balls, and reaching toward the ceiling.  My seven inches of thick, rock-hard cock was topped with a heavy thick bulb, split by its one wet eye.  I stood there longer than necessary to show the pre-ejaculation fluid beginning to flow down the shaft.

     John and Peggy both looked at Michele to see what her reaction would be.  Michele seemed to be in shock as she stared at my bare, thick cock bone.  Beneath her bra, her nipples had hardened and seemed to be applauding my nudity.  She diverted her eyes once she felt the eyes of Peggy and John on her.  "You seem to like that," John commented to her.  "Does it excite you to see another man's penis, Michele?  Do you feel yourself getting a little warm?" he asked with a little chuckle.

     "Well I do have to admit that it's hard not to look.  I haven't seen any other penis but yours up this close.  It seems like a very good one," Michele said.

     Peggy assured her that it was 'a very good one.'  Soon Michele was down to panties only.  I didn't think my cock could get any bigger... until she dropped her bra into the pile of clothing.  Her thick breasts were larger than Peggy's.  Her nipples were smaller and a dark brown in color.  They swayed deliciously as she regained her seat.  The next round placed John in an precarious position.  He lost his shorts. 

     John stood up to remove them.  I watched Peggy's eyes intently as she focused on John's crotch.  As he dropped his shorts, Peggy's eyes sparkled and grew in size.  John was hung like a mule!  Peggy's mouth parted slightly, and she wet her lips unconsciously with her pink tongue.  She seemed to be holding her breath as she stared at John's long cock.  He stood there permitting the girls to appreciate his raging bone.  He even turned slightly sideways in an effort to offer a profile to remember.  Peggy just continued to stare in wonder.  "OK John.  Everyone has seen your Johnson now.  You can sit down stud puppy," Michele said... a little uncomfortably.

     "Leave him alone, Michele.  He may be getting a cramp, and has to work it out; poor thing," Peggy said in a kidding fashion.

     Michele quickly responded with her own humor, "You little whore, you!  You just want to look at John's cock.  His head is big enough now without your help."

     "Actually, I was looking at the whole thing, not just the head.  And besides, I'm not a whore, but I am starting to think about changing my luck," Peggy chuckled.

     This little exchange left me speechless, and on the brink of ecstasy.  Suddenly I imagined Peggy sucking on John's thick pole as I drove my cock into her hairy pussy hole.  Then I added the thought of me massaging Michele's heavy tit sacks. 

     Hot come boiled in my balls.  I could feel an uncontrollable flexing of my staff, and suddenly I shot a load of come onto the underside of the table we were playing on.  "Talk about getting too horny, Jim.  You don't have a problem with premature ejaculation do you?" John mocked me.

     Michele and Peggy just stared in amazement.  "Did you actually come, Jim?" Peggy asked in amazement.

     "I tried to control it, but it just came out, Honey.  I'm sorry.  I hope I haven't offended anyone.  I just started thinking about how horny we all were and ....” my voice stalled.

     "I've never seen anything like it, Jim." Michele said.  What made you go off?  How can you come just thinking about it?

     "I guess you can do anything with your mind, Michele.  I imagined John's cock in Peggy's hot mouth, his big, hairy balls in her hands, my cock in her fragrant hole and your luscious tits in my hands.  After that... it was all over!  I couldn't hold back," I said apologetically.

     An excited shiver ran up Michele's back as I explained.  I could see her squirm against her chair as her breasts swayed back and forth.  Peggy got up to get me a towel.  While she moved across the floor, John's eyes watched every move.  "I wonder if anyone can do that?" Michele inquired.  "I wouldn't mind being able to come by just thinking about it."

     "Have you ever tried?  How about you John?"  I asked while wiping myself off.  It is the one of the best ways to climax.  I have taught Peggy how to get off by just thinking about it... haven't I, Honey?"

     "You're not suppose to share our private experiences with others, Jim.  They're going to think we're nuts," Peggy said... a little embarrassed.

     "Did you really learn how to come without touching yourself, Peggy?" Michele asked enthusiastically.  "Don't keep it to yourself.  I would love to learn how to do that."

     "It's all mind-control, Michele.  Jim has been using hypnosis for years to hone our skills.  He is quite a hypnotist.  It can all be explained by relaxation techniques.  Sometimes I can make my climax last for several minutes," Peggy explained.

     "Teach me... now... Jim.  You don't mind, do you John?  I would love to learn how to get off like that.  I'm so damn excited now I may come just thinking about it," Michele said in a sultry fashion.

     "It's up to Peggy,” I interjected.  “I would have to use her as an example, because she already knows how.  You would have to watch her in order to learn how to do it yourself, and I'll need John's help, and show you how its done in stages.  I warn you that John will have to touch Peggy," I explained... only being partly truthful.

     "Why would John have to touch Peggy?... and what do you mean by touching?  I don't think it's a good idea to go too far," she said with somewhat of a skeptical eye.

     "It's not something that you need to know in order to have a great sex life.  Let's just go on with the game," I suggested, hoping that she would give in.

     "Well... if it's OK with Peggy and John, I guess it's OK with me.  What can it hurt?" Michele said... seeming to have given in.

     While I was talking with Michele, Peggy continued to eye John's large erection.  She hadn't been able to take her eyes off of it since she first saw it.  "I guess it will be OK Jim.  Just don't get carried away you two," Michele added.

     "OK, clear the table and get me a blanket, Michele.  We'll lay Peggy down on the table, and I'll show you how it's done.”

     The table was cleared, and Peggy let me lift and place her in the center of the blanket on the table.  She closed her eyes as I placed her on the blanket.   John could not take his eyes off of her.  Her red public hair was peeking out the sides of her flowered panties... and his eyes clearly hungered for more. 

     Because of Peggy's excitement, an aroma of sex began to fill the air.  As I adjusted her position on the narrow table, her breasts swayed from side to side like firm gelatin coming to rest beneath her swollen nipples.  John made no effort to hide his prominent erection.  "Now watch closely Michele," I instructed... stealing peaks at her monumental breasts.

     "OK, now Peggy, just relax and begin to think about John and me making love to you.  John, hold your hand over Peggy's left breast... just above the nipple... and begin to make circular motions above her nipple... without actually touching it.  Now I will do the same thing above her right breast.  Can you feel the warmth of our hands, Peggy?  You can open your legs slightly and squeeze them together again as you see fit.  As you continue to relax, you can feel the heat of our hands above your breasts.  You can feel your nipples getting harder and reaching up toward our hands."

     “Follow my lead John.  As I lower my hand, you do the same."  Soon our hands were only a hair's distance above her ripe, pink nipples.  She began to moan.  I noticed that Michele was unconsciously touching her own breasts and squeezing her legs together to increase her own excitement.

     Even though neither John nor I had really touched Peggy's breasts yet, I heard Michele say, "I thought I would be jealous if John touched another woman, but it's exciting the hell out of me."  She began to openly manipulate her own nipples.  Peggy continued to increase the volume of her pleasure moans. 

     My hand fell upon Peggy's hot right breast, her nipple resting in the palm of my sweating hand.  John followed suit, and his shaking hand gently lowered itself onto Peggy's hard left nipple.  He lightly manipulated her thick, rubbery nipple in a circular fashion.  Peggy's body gently shook as a wave of pleasure passed through her.

     "Oh fuck... this is beginning to drive me fucking wild.  I don't think I've ever been this fucking hot," Peggy uttered through clenched teeth as she rubbed her thighs together, eyes still closed.  Still intently watching, Michele let her hand drop to the vee of her swollen pussy.  Unconsciously, she began to manipulate her love lips.  John's free hand fell to his raging erection and he began to stroke it slowly.

     Michele watched John stoke his thick cock without a word.  I was beginning to approach another orgasm, so I diverted my thoughts.  "Now John... I want you to remove your hand.  Lift it gently and do what I do.  Reluctantly he removed his hand and watched me for a clue as to what was next to come. 

     "Peggy, imagine two hot mouths attached to your stiff, rubbery nipples."  I lowered my mouth to within inches of her right nipple.  John followed my lead, and did the same.  I began exhaling hot air on her growing nipple, and John began to blow his own hot breath on her left nipple.  Peggy's body shuddered, and her shut eyelids clenched tighter.

     After a few minutes, I said, "Peggy, imagine two cocks in your hands; two distinctly different cocks in your grip.  Feel their girth and length as they come to full erection.  Now, imagine one of those cocks is in your mouth while the other is entering your swollen cunt.

     Can you envision the cock enter your depths... carrying with it your thick, curly cunt hair?  Can you can imagine the feeling as your cunt cream seeps from its depths to coat that probing fuck tool?  Can you can feel the strong hands on the cheeks of your tight ass... squeezing, manipulating twisting and spreading?"

     Keeping my mouth close to her right nipple, I continued to talk to her, and I began to lightly touch her inner thigh near the pussy hair that was escaping her panties.  John kept up with me motion for motion while his hand remained firmly on his own lance.  Out of the corner of my eye I could see Michele squeezing her breasts and pussy.  What a turn-on!  I lightly licked Peggy's right nipple, and John began to flick her left milk spout with his stiff tongue.
 
     Michele moved closer to see more of the slow, concentrated action.  Her hands had switched places in an effort to pay necessary homage to her other breast.  I stood upright, removed my mouth and hand from Peggy and motioned for John to do the same.  He winced as he reluctantly moved away.

     "Now, Peggy you have a huge cock buried inside your clutching pussy.  It is driving hard into you.  There is another thick bone in your mouth and you are holding the adjacent heavy, hairy balls in your hand as you suck the cock deep into your throat.  Hands are on your ass.  Other hands are manipulating your straining tits.  Harder and harder you are being fucked and fucking back.  Both cocks are getting ready to blow thick streams of cream into your hot body.  You want to be filled with that love spunk... and any second now you will have a climax like never before.”
 
     “Fuck and suck those cocks!  Fuck and suck them hard.  You're going to come.  Come, baby, come hard... and take all of their spunk.  Take those hard streams of come into your hot body.  Now, baby.  Come now.  Feel those bones in your body, fucking that cream into you," I urged.

     All of a sudden, Peggy reached down and grabbed her fuck box with one hand and her breast with the other.  I immediately removed her hands and placed them at her sides telling her that the rules did not permit her to touch herself.  Her eyes opened momentarily and rolled up in her head as she uttered, "Holy shit, I'm boiling over!  I'm coming!  I can feel those cock bones driving into my guts, and into my hungry mouth.  Fuck me... both of you mother fuckers.  Pour your cream into me.  Fill me up with those rock-hard fuck tools." 

     She started to jerk on the table and twist the blanket into a bunch with the cheeks of her ass.  She jerked and jerked while she continued to utter almost unintelligible phrases.  "Michele, this is fuckin wonderful!  John, your cock is pouring its cream into my throat.  Jim's boiling jism is burning my guts.  Oh, thank you... thank you sooooo much.  I wish you could all come with me.  Fuck all of you.  Fuck yooooou, mother fuckers." 

     Finally she settled into a slow grind of lust.  Her buttocks continued to slowly writhe.  The patch of flowered panties between her legs was soaked with her own juice... and her excess juices dripped onto the blanket.  She began to recover from the peak of her mostly-mental pleasures.

     She reached out for me, pulled me to her and said, "Oh, thank you, baby.  Thank you so much.  As she began to recover from her outrageous climax, she looked over at John and Michele.  They were both still holding themselves and watching in disbelief.  "It looks like I wasn't the only one enjoying myself," Peggy panted softly, as sweat dripped freely from her face and neck.  The other couple released their grip on themselves as it dawned on them that they were being observed masturbating.

     "Peggy, you looked so beautiful as you were coming," Michele whispered.  It was unbelievable.  You actually came... and came hard... without anyone touching you."  Giggling, she continued, "You're all wet sweetie.  I'll get you a towel.”

     John stood there... still erect and breathing heavy.  "I've got to hand it to you, Jim.  That was one of the hottest moments I have ever experienced.  I only wish that it was more than just a fantasy.  The only thing I had trouble with was whether I preferred the thought of being in her mouth or the thought of being in her lovely pussy.  I started to feel everything you were telling her."

     Michele returned with a towel.  "Peggy, you seemed so hot.  Do you think I could do that as well.  Would you mind if they helped me experience that?"

     "Michele, I feel as though I have already made love with your husband.  You may as well take whatever you need," Peggy replied... with some exhaustion in her tone.

     "My turn fellas.  Let's help Peggy over to the sofa so she can watch while she recovers," Michele said, as she placed her arm underneath Peggy's back, lifting her into a sitting position.

     After Peggy had made her way over to the sofa, Michele smoothed the blanket and jumped up onto the table.  By this point she did not appear to be embarrassed about her near nudity.  I said, "Let's do this a little differently this time, Michele.  Turn over on your belly and close your eyes.  Better yet... let's blind fold her, John." 

     John found a large napkin and brought it to me.  I rolled it over, placed it over her eyes, and tightly tied it behind her head.  "You will feel hands on your body, Michele.  You won't know whose hands they are.  Soon you won't care.  Just relax and feel the excitement grow as we bring you to new heights of sensuality."  At this point Peggy was peacefully laying on the couch with her eyes closed.

     I quietly motioned for John to trade places with me.  After we switched places, I motioned for him to begin stroking her back softly.  I pointed to where he was to touch.  Nothing was said at this point.  He was stroking the left side of her back and I stroked the right side.  We reached up on our respective sides and gently tickled the area behind her ears and down her neck.  She began to squirm.  "Oh Christ, this feels wonderful! I have never felt quite like this before," she said in a relaxed voice.

     I motioned for John to move his hands down to her ball-shaped buttocks, and I followed his lead.  From there, our finger tips moved down to her thighs and the back of her knees.  She began to moan a little louder.  Then we placed our mouths close to her back, and we began to breathe our hot breath on the muscles of her rippling back.  I reached own with my finger tips and took her panties into my grasp, pulling them half way down her hips, exposing the upper part of her buttocks.  I urged John to begin to lick her lower back at her thin waist and then the cheek of her ass.  After he began, I started my own assault. 

     She was moaning much louder now.  With our nails, we began to lightly scratch the back of her knees.  She placed her hands over her head, and the swell of her heavy breasts spread out under her weight.  We moved up and began to lick the sides of her tits.  As we began to lightly lick her tits, she began to squirm and squeeze her legs together.  Our hands continued to tease her... and her legs squeezed together with more regularly. 

     I could tell she was getting wet.  I ran my tongue down her back and into the crack between her tight buttocks.  I am sure she could feel which side this assault was coming from, and she thought that John was on that side.  I felt that I could take more liberties because she didn't know it was me.  By now Michele's moans and squirming caught Peggy's attention, and Peggy began to watch the action.

     "That is so fucking hot," Peggy uttered from across the room.  I can't wait to see her come.  Make her come the way you made me come, boys.  Make her cream drip onto the table.

     I reached over and turned her over.  Naturally she thought that I was John turning her.  I motioned for John to begin rubbing her breasts lightly as I focused my attention on her legs and belly.  As John lightly massaged her breasts she began to pant, "Jim... I never let anyone else touch my tits before.  It feels so wonderful and so wicked."  We smiled at one another, understanding that she was confused. 

     As my hands moved down her belly I was following them with my tongue.  She thought that John was doing that.  Again we smiled, but kept working on her.  My fingers moved her panties lower... and her curly, blond pussy hair came into view.  My mouth licked at her fragrant curls.  I gently pushed her legs apart and played with her pussy through her panties.  She began pumping up into the air thinking that John was playing with her pussy.    

     I gently moved her panties lower until I could see the lips of her fuck tunnel.  I began to gently blow my hot breath toward her pussy.  Its heat was directed onto the folds of her cunt.  Her pumping increased.  I lightly licked the outer lips of her vagina.  To my surprise, she reached up and pressed my head against her extended box.  I grabbed one of her hands and placed it at her side while John did the same on the other side.  Then I quietly said, "Now Michele, you have to follow the rules.  No touching!"

     Suddenly she became aware that it was not John who had licked her swollen pussy.  She jumped half way off the table, and began to protest, "I thought that John was down there.  That's not fair.  Just as quickly, she became aroused at the thought of another man putting his lips on her creamy pussy.  "Oh Christ, what's the difference.  Why don't you just fuck my cunt and get it over with!  Both of you fuck me.  Put your cocks into me.  I need some cock... and I need it now."

     "You are going to come without anyone or anything inside you, just the way Peggy did.  Now just relax and enjoy the experience," I directed, as I removed her panties the rest of the way.  She had achieved some degree of comfort now because she was no longer concerned about being modest.  She lifted her beautiful ass off the table and was now wiggling it in the air... begging to be touched.  Her steamy cunt was pointed right at me... winking in excitement.

     John cupped one of his wife's large breasts, and he gently said, "Would you really like to have Jim's cock inside you, baby?"  He paused... she squirmed a bit... but didn't reply.  "Baby... would you like to feel Jim's tongue in your wet hole?" John whispered in a husky voice.

     After a moment's pause, Michele said, "At this point I don't care whose cock or whose tongue is in me.  I just need to be fucked... and I need it badly.  Please you guys... put something in me."  At this point I motioned for Peggy to come over to the table.  She caught on right away, and sneaked over to the table without making a sound.  John stood back waiting for direction.  I grabbed Peggy's hands and placed them on Michele's rolling breasts, stifling a chuckle.  I began moving them in a slow rotation and then stood back.

     "Oh my god, that feels wonderful.  So gentle, so sexy.  I'm so fucking hot, I'm going to lose my mind.  Can't you please fuck me?  Anyone, everyone, just stick a cock into my pussy... or suck my hot pussy. 

     I motioned for John to return to the table, and directed Peggy to begin to run her fingers up and down Michele's legs.  She was a real tease.  She ran the fingers of both hands from Michele's feet to her straining pussy hair.  I motioned for John to bend down and suck on one of Michele's hard nipples as I bent over and paid tribute to her other breast.  

	One of my hands fell upon Michele's belly and the other held her heavy breast.  John did the same thing.  It took quite some time for Michele to realize that there were six hands on her.  Suddenly she jumped up and pulled the blind fold from her eyes.  "What the fuck...?  Holy shit, I didn't know what was going on."

     After gathering her wits, she reclined once again, and smiled at her response.  We turned her over, and the three of us began to massage her from every direction.  It was especially exciting for me to see Peggy's hands on Michele's rounded buttocks.  I am convinced that John was just as excited as I was.  Peggy didn't seem to mind the touch of another woman's flesh.  She certainly did a wonderful job of manipulating Michele's meaty buns. 

     Periodically Peggy's breasts would graze Michele's legs, and Michele would emit a long moan.  A similar moan escaped whenever Peggy's hand would dip down into the union of Michele's legs, buttocks and cunt.

     Once again I rolled Michele over and motioned for the others to step back.  "Spread your legs, Michele.  Imagine a huge cock at full erection resting at the lips of your sweet pussy.  Your pussy is so swollen.  Cream is beginning to seep from your depths.  You need a cock in your cunt.  Wouldn't you love to feel a strange fuck bone in your mouth as you play with his big hairy balls?  Imagine a tongue licking your ass crack, and fingers invading your tight, slippery cunt hole.  You would love to have thousands of lips on your tits, sucking your rubbery, swollen nipples and squeezing your heavy tit flesh.  Feel that cock bone invade your fragrant cunt hole.  Can you begin to feel these things?  Can you feel that rod in your gaping honey pot?  Can you feel it disappear an inch at a time as it pulls your outer lips into your pussy?  Can you see the shaft glisten as he slowly withdraws himself only to pound it in deeper?"

     "I can see it,” responded Michele. “I can feel your cock in my mouth.  It tastes soooo good to suck on your cock as John drives his thick hose into my belly.  I can feel your mouth on one nipple sucking for all you're worth as John bites the other.  I can feel all of your hands squeezing my buttocks and spreading them so I can receive a thick cock bone.  Oh, I need to be fucked... BADLY!  Stick your cocks into me wherever they will fit.  Come on my tits. Come up the crack of my hot ass.  Please... fuck me!  I need some cock NOW.

     "Bone me, Jim.  Pour your cream into my throat, John.  Do it.  Oh fuuuuuuuuuck!  I'm blowing.  I can feel it in my feet and in my hair."  She began to jerk uncontrollably as she lifted her wiggling buttocks from the table and reached for her pussy.  

	John and I quickly grabbed her arms and held them tightly.  She continued to jerk through her climax... moaning all the while... intermittently laughing and crying.  After what seemed like several minutes, she began to settle down. 

     "Oh my god, I know I never came that strong before.  Thank you guys."  She looked over at Peggy who was smiling with an understanding of what she just experienced. 

	"Thanks, Peggy.  Now I know what you were talking about.  It's still early, but I think I need a break right now.  What do we have to drink?  I think I'm dehydrated.  No, John!  I'll drink that in a little while.

	

	Needless to say, now that the ladies’ inhibitions were washed away, John and I were invited to experience each other’s wives in many delightful and varied ways through that night.  That week, we spent our days with the other couples... swimming and kicking around on the beach... with no sexual overtones.  But each night, after we retired to our cabin, Peggy and I and John and Michele renewed our new-found pleasures... exploring new variations.

	I really enjoyed cuddling with my dear wife as I watched John bury his large cock between her legs and pump it into her very receptive body.  On a couple of those nights, Michele treated me to some really great oral sex while her husband’s cock was playing inside my wife, while I necked with her.  We also reversed roles so John could cuddle with his wife as I filled her... and a couple of times John and I took turns eating out one of the ladies while slowly stroking out cocks in and out of the other lady.

	Now that Peggy and Michele have opened themselves to these new pleasures, John and I are considering the introduction of an additional guy to enhance our ladies’pleasure.  In the meantime, Peggy has been unusually horny and great fun in bed.  John tells me Michele is the same.  We all seem to be enjoying our new-found sexual-selves.

Lots of love...

Jim (for Peggy, too)