We become swingers 2.

I couldn’t move for a moment as I looked up at Peter. (By the way, Peter looks just like Chuck Norris to me, except his hair is a reddish-blonde color and he’s much younger. He even wears a closely cropped beard just like Norris.) Then I realized that I had my boy- friend’s erect cock in my hand and that I was kneeling in front of him, *and Peter was looking at me doing it*! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed my robe again. Jeff pulled his pants up and I could see he was embar- rassed too. But he didn’t say anything, he just handed Peter the phone. “Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was already making it up to Jeff!” He looked at me and said, “Carmen was telling Jeff that you would probably do something nice for him. And that he owed her one. But how nice I could only have guessed.” He was beaming at me, as I stood mortified and speechless. Then Jeff said, “It does sound interesting. Carmen makes the whole thing sound rather appealing. Kristen, I’d be willing to try it if you are, sweetheart.” I couldn’t help it, I just stood there in silent shock, wondering what Carmen had been saying to him to get Jeff to even consider swapping. Did he know what he was saying? I could understand him wanting Carmen, men are like that, and I accept that, but what I couldn’t understand was that he wouldn’t mind me doing it with Peter. All of a sudden, I didn’t think swinging was all that sexy any more. I was afraid that things had progressed beyond my understanding and I had no idea what to say or do. I just stood there trembling in confusion. Then Carmen was at the door. Without a word, she walked over to Jeff, but as she passed me she gently pulled the robe that I was clasping to my chest out of my grip, trailing it behind her, then dropping it to the floor as she stood close up to Jeff. I stood there self-conscious as Peter eyed me from the doorway. Brazenly, Carmen popped the one fastened button on Jeff’s jeans and lowered her whole body to a kneeling position as she pulled his pants down. I watched fas- cinated as Jeff’s wonderful manly cock bounced out into the open again. I had a twinge of shocked jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on him. But my jealously quickly gave way to amazement as I watched her take his whole length into her throat. She was bobbing her head forward and backward faster than I’d imagined possible. I have never been able to take Jeff’s whole length into my mouth, and was fascinated by Carmen’s technique. I knew that I would have to get her to tell me how she did that. Jeff stood there in the middle of the room with his pants down around his ankles, his head bent back, eyes closed, groaning… as Carmen worked on him. It was obvious to me that Jeff wasn’t going to protest. I still was confused, I didn’t think that I wanted to have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse? Then Carmen stopped bobbing her head over Jeff’s cock. Quickly she stood up and led him over to the bed. Jeff looked like a naughty little boy as he shuffled over to the bed with his pants down around his ankles. She asked Jeff to sit down then she pulled his pants off, and then she removed his shirt, rubbing the palms of her hands along his smooth chest muscles. I could tell that Carmen was impressed with Jeff’s body. For some reason I looked over at Peter. (I had seen Peter and Carmen’s swinger profile with picture of them making it doggy style on the Internet, and he was no slouch even at 36.) But I couldn’t help com- paring his body with Jeff’s 27 year-old perfect one. I’m so used to Jeff’s body, and feel comfortable doing anything I want to with it. But here was a strange man, standing close to me with the obvious intention of fucking me as soon as I would let him. And even though he wasn’t as handsome as Jeff, the thought of having sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what he’d be like, how he’d feel in me. I was frightened again at that thought. Did I want to go through with this? Then I realized that Carmen was calling my name. “Kristen, come here please.” Looking at them; Jeff sprawled on the bed with Carmen’s completely naked body straddling his left thigh, I did- n’t know what to do. I was still in shock at what was happening, so I just followed Carmen’s instructions and went over to them. Carmen took my hand and pulled me down on the other side of Jeff’s body. He was still laying back with his eyes closed. I could see Carmen’s saliva glistening on the skin of his rigid cock. I wondered for a moment how he’d held out for so long under this intense stimula- tion. Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he’d been jerking himself off all week while he was away. (What a waste!) Carmen’s voice brought me back to the real world as she asked. “What did you think about my technique, Kristen?” “I kept wondering how you could take him so deeply. I couldn’t take that much in a million years,” I an- swered, feeling very intimidated. “Watch closely and I’ll show you.” She bent over Jeff again and effortlessly took his erect cock to the hilt, then began to pump him in and out with apparent ease, making him groan again, thrash- ing his head from side-to- side in ecstasy. I was majorly turned-on watching my running partner and current best girlfriend sucking on my boyfriend’s big cock. Almost without thinking I asked, “Teach me, please…” Carmen pulled her mouth off Jeff’s now raging hardon with a wet popping sound sending it slapping against his belly. Licking her lips Carmen said. “The trick is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back of you throat a little more each time. And try to keep your mouth and throat in straight alignment so his penis can slip through into your throat. Believe me, once you get used to it, it’s easy! I was just about to try that when Peter gently pushed me to one side and knelt between Jeff’s open legs. Carmen said, “Watch this and you’ll see exactly what I mean.” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing… I had never even in my wildest dreams imagined something like this happening! Peter took Jeff’s cock in his hand and fed it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as my boyfriend’s cock disappeared to the hilt between Peter’s lips. I was still sputtering when he, just like Carmen, began to pump Jeff’s cock in and out of his throat. Peter bobbed his head faster and faster over Jeff’s cock; Jeff lay on the bed thrashing more and more as he began to reach his edge. I just lay there watching, not quite believing that this was happening. What would Jeff say when he found out that it wasn’t Carmen sucking on his dick, but Peter instead? God, I was really nervous now watching as Jeff began to moan that he was coming. Then he looked at his bj companion. (Jeff likes to watch as he comes, and habits are hard to break.) I thought he would explode a blood vessel. One moment he was thrashing around thinking how sexy it was going to be to watch Carmen eat his sperm, then the next he was coming into a man’s mouth. His face went bright red, but he couldn’t help himself; he was coming and couldn’t stop. Also Peter knew what he was doing, and milked my boyfriend of every last drop before letting his orgasm stop. It seemed like everything was super-quiet for a moment. All I could hear was Jeff’s ragged breathing. Then Carmen took something slimy looking and slipped it over Jeff’s cock and climbed up on top of him. I don’t think he could have stopped her if he’d wanted to, but I would have if she hadn’t used protection. (I found out later that the slimy looking thing she had put on Jeff was what is called “Lamb’s Skin” an intes- tine or something like that from a sheep. The advantage of it is that it doesn’t bind-up like a regular rubber. Neither partner can even feel that it’s there. I never knew something like that existed.) Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, she simply positioned Jeff’s cock at her opening and sank down on him and began to ride him slowly, as I watched. Then I felt Peter’s hand on my leg. I rolled over to see him standing over me. He had stripped and was look- ing at me with lust in his eyes. They seemed so deep and sensitive, like the eyes of some all-knowing being. I was so horny now that I wished Jeff could take me. I looked over at Jeff and he was reaching up to take Carmen’s breasts into his hands, squeezing them. I could tell he wasn’t even aware of Peter and me. I had a momentary pang of jealousy again at the thought of the pleasure Carmen was having with my man. Then I looked back at Peter and realized that this was it. Either I stopped things now, or I didn’t. As if in slow-motion, I watched Peter pull out another one of those slimy things and drape it loosely over his rather interesting erection. I noticed just before he covered it that his cockhead was unusually large. I mean like twice the size I’m used to. The length and girth were normal enough, but that cockhead was interesting. I wished that I had more time in inspect it, but knew that he was ready. Looking at Peter’s unusual cock I began to imagine what it would feel like. I noticed his tight stomach and knotted thighs, and wondered how his body would feel against mine. I was horny and wanted to have Peter fuck me. I remember that I was surprised by that thought. So I ended up lying beside my boyfriend Jeff on the bed getting fucked by my neighbor Peter while his wife Carmen was riding Jeff for all she was worth! It seemed almost funny to me as Peter moved up between my legs. Here I am, a very careful person in real life. I take superb care of my body, and have always been an assertive individual, and here I am letting Carmen fuck my boyfriend right in front of me, and I am about to be mounted by her husband! It was just like she and Peter had wanted, just like they had planned. It was hyster- ical. I was hysterical; I couldn’t move as that fat-headed cock moved between my legs. I looked down at our bodies to see what he was doing. I could feel his cock press- ing against my opening, but at that angle, I couldn’t actually see him doing it. Then all of a sudden, I felt him push into me. That big cockhead rippled down into me. I could actually feel it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal canal. It was strange, and stimulating. Then he was pulling back out, and whoosh, back in again. I felt the same rippling effect as he plunged deeply into me. Then he was humping away at me, and that big fat cock- head was making me crazy. It itched itches I didn’t even know I had. I’ve never felt a cock like that be- fore and it was wonderful! Peter plunged into me with abandon, and soon I was thrusting back at him like a banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving bottom. We were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming as we thrust at each other. Finally, I felt Peter shove himself as deeply as he could into me, and that huge cockhead of his expanded and contracted as he pumped his hot sperm into me. I could feel it expand and con- tract with each gush, and it felt wonderful. In fact, it felt so good that I couldn’t hold out any longer and I came on his rigid pole in gasping spasms that made my whole body shiver. I knew what I must look like, but my body kept jerking out of control under his as I wantonly called out his name, “Fuck me Peter! Come in me Peter! God, I love you Peter…” (I blush at those words now, and plan to make it up to Jeff *very* soon.) Even in the middle of my wild orgasm, I realized that I had lost control, and looked over at Jeff and Carmen. Carmen was in no pain, she was riding Jeff’s cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo, Jeff was looking over at me as I came on Peter’s cock. His blue eyes looked darker than I remembered them, he looked at me with a strange ex- pression, then as my spasms began to slow, Jeff’s eyes became unfocused and his handsome face screwed up; I could tell he was emptying himself into my friend. Later, I found out that Carmen had already come, but was enjoying bringing Jeff off a second time, and was more than willing to do it again if we would let her. I thanked her, but declined the offer. I felt that some repair to our relationship was in order, and after saying good night and bundling our sex partners out the door, I turned back to my lover expecting him to rebuke me. But Jeffrey surprised me again. He said with real enthusiasm, “Baby, you looked so hot with Peter making you crazy, you could have brought me off if I’d just been laying there! I just couldn’t be- lieve how sex-crazed you were!” I looked at Jeff’s handsome Nordic features and smiled weakly back at him. “Sweety, I’m a little embarrassed by this whole thing, I still can’t believe we did it.” “Yeah, I know what you mean Kristen, but you have to admit it was some great sex. And I for one, wouldn’t mind doing it again!” -=*=- “Men! Here I am shaken and unsure, and Jeff’s already talking about doing it again. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them!” -=*=- Speaking of men! I want to give my most heart-felt thanks to Professor “Stephen” – for without his expert proofing, this story would be less than it is.