Grabbing my MP3 player and a couple of candles, I went into the bathroom, filled the tub, and then got into the water, sliding down until my entire body was submerged. I started rubbing my breasts again and my nipples got even harder, the areolas crinkling up. Then I ran my hand down my stomach and stopped right above my cunt. Without even slipping a finger between my lips, I could tell that I was dripping wet, and it wasn’t the bath-water that I felt dripping from my folds.
I stopped touching myself for a moment, just long enough to put on my headphones and light the rose-scented candles, and then I went back to what I was doing. I began stroking my pussy and pretended that it was a man rubbing the head of his dick between my labia and over my stiff, pulsing clit. Then I thrust my finger in and out of my hole a few times, imagining it was a hard prick that was filling me up. Soon I was close to orgasm, so I slowed down, wanting to extend my pleasure till my buildup was so great that I’d scream with my release.
For more inspiration, I started thinking about Timothy again, especially about how the muscles of his thighs moved when he walked and how his tight ass looked in his jeans. What else was he hiding in those pants? I imagined that it was a nice, big cock, ready for a little action. Then I thought about how good that cock would feel inside me, and I felt my pussy clench as though it were hugging Timothy’s shaft. I don’t think I had ever wanted someone as badly as I wanted him at that moment.
I couldn’t take it anymore, so I started rubbing my clit faster and faster until I eventually came. My entire body shook, and I could barely breathe as my orgasm finally hit. I even splashed water all over the bathroom! As planned, I screamed loudly, and then I sank back into the tub, conscious of nothing but the wonderfully amazing feeling of having reached such an intense climax.
A moment later, when I opened my eyes again Timothy was standing in my bathroom, much to my great surprise. I quickly took off my headphones and tried to cover myself, but I was naked and in the tub, so there was really no place to hide amid the thinning bubbles. I asked him why he was there, and he stared at me silently for another moment before saying that he had heard me scream and wanted to make sure that I was okay. I must have left the door unlocked, because he was able to let himself in.
I told Timothy that I was fine, but he continued to stand there and didn’t say another word. He looked so good that I wanted to grab him, and then I realized that this was the perfect opportunity to actually do what I had been dreaming about for weeks.
Letting down my guard, I inched up a bit in the tub so he could see my stiff nipples over the suds, but nothing more. I wanted to tease him a little, but not as badly as I wanted him to fuck me, so I crooked a finger and motioned him forward. Taking the bait, he moved a little closer to me and peeled off his shirt, letting it hit the floor. I wanted to say something naughty, but I was too intent on watching this gorgeous specimen of a man undress, so instead, almost as if in a trance, I stood up in the bath and ran my hand across his muscular chest.
Water dripped down my body as Timothy leaned in like he was going to kiss me, but then he grabbed my shoulders. My cunt grew even wetter as he moved in closer to take one of my nipples into his mouth. As he sucked on my breast and tickled the stiffened bud, I moaned from deep in my throat and threw back my head. Correctly sensing that I wanted more, he moved to my other tit as I reached down to his crotch and felt how hard his dick was. That caused me to moan more, and he stopped to look at me as I reached for his pants. However, he beat me to it and was already unbuttoning them and sliding them off his body.
When he was totally naked, I pulled him into the tub with me. Uncertain of what I wanted to do first, I had him sit down with me, and then I eagerly ran my hands all over his warm, wet flesh. When I got to his dick I gave it a massage, loving the steely feel of it. Then I leaned over and took it right into my mouth.
I began working Timothy’s length down my throat, and I felt him tense up. Then, as soon as I had him all the way in my mouth, I heard him moan. His cock kept growing harder and harder against my tongue until I thought he was going to explode, which is exactly what I wanted to happen because I was dying for a taste of his cream. Reaching down, I massaged his balls as I sucked harder on his dick, trying to draw out his orgasm. But, it wasn’t to be, at least not yet.
Suddenly, he grabbed me and moved me on top of him so that I was straddling his lap. My body began to quiver as he worked his big dick into my cunt a little at a time. Then, when I was fully impaled on his staff, I started moving slowly, desperate to feel his entire length throbbing inside me. I was so excited that I could have screamed again and I almost did, but I didn’t want to alarm yet another neighbor! Somehow, I kept quiet, though I groaned quite a bit.
The excitement built quickly as I bounced up and down, so fast that I could hardly stand it. Timothy was also raising and lowering his ass so that he was furiously pumping in and out of my cunt, splashing water everywhere as I quickly climbed closer to my peak. He knew exactly how to get my body to react, but I didn’t want it to end too soon because I had wanted this for too long. So, before I could come, I pulled my pussy off his cock and got up.
Climbing out of the tub, I led him into the bedroom and I lay across my bed. He stood over me and watched as I started rubbing myself, and it wasn’t long before I had another orgasm, spurred on by seeing him stroking his dick, which was hard from watching my little show. Timothy smiled when I came, and then he lay on the end of the bed and I crawled over to him.
As my neighbor reached for me, I straddled his body and lowered myself onto his cock again. When my butt hit his balls, I started riding him hard and fast, and I felt his excitement growing as his shaft pulsed inside my cunt. I soon reached another climax and then, a split second later, he came as well. He grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me down so that our bodies were locked tight and I felt his dick pulsating even faster in my canal.
Groaning, Timothy filled me with huge bursts of his hot cream, releasing his load into my cunt. Then his grip on my cheeks loosened and he relaxed back onto the mattress, satiated and spent. I slumped over onto his body as his cock softened and slipped out of me, and then I fell asleep in his arms, glad that I’d forgotten to lock the door when I’d come inside that night. Now my door is always unlocked, and my new neighbor knows that he has an invitation to come see me any time.
—Ms. S.P., Tallahassee, Florida
Combine Chocolate Sauce With Swingers, and You Have a Recipe for Success
In my opinion, women are like ice cream: With so many flavors to choose from, how can you pick just one? That’s why I like to swing. Lucky for me, Adele, my loving wife of fourteen years, feels the same way about men.
Even luckier, in our town there are enough of us who enjoy stepping out on our spouses once in a while that we formed our own little club.
We meet at least once a month, usually at one of the members’ homes. Whoever hosts generally provides condoms and refreshments, although most guests bring an extra bottle of wine, some lube, or even a favorite sex toy. There are a few basic rules we all follow, but the most important governing principle is that everyone should have fun.
Our last get-together was at our neighbors’ house. A year ago, Scott and Libby were swinging newcomers—we’d invited them to a party at our place after my wife had expressed an interest in them both—and now they were hosting their own affairs. To celebrate their one-year anniversary in the scene, Adele and I brought them a gift basket full of toys, lubes, and flavored condoms.
The party guests gathered around as Scott and Libby unveiled the basket, oohing and ahhing over the contents. When a sexy redhead named Julie saw a waterproof vibrator, she claimed it and pulled her friend Martha into the bathroom for some wet and wild fun. Mark and Jessica each grabbed one ring of a set of handcuffs, and we all laughed as they smiled, shrugged, and walked away together. Then Julie’s husband, Drew, reached for a string of anal beads and guessed correctly that Adele had selected it to include in the basket. He in
vited her into one of the bedrooms, and my cock hardened when she accepted, picturing him pushing the plastic orbs into her ass. I was a little jealous, but then Libby pulled a jar of chocolate body sauce from the basket, as I’d suspected she would.
Our hostess’s sweet tooth is legendary, and partly to thank for her luscious hips and generous breasts. The chance to see her curves up close and naked was why I’d included it in our gift, so my dick throbbed when she took the bait. Then, as I’d hoped, she invited me to share it with her. She also invited our friend, Kim, so I knew we were about to have an especially good time.
We headed for an empty bedroom, where the girls let me help them strip down to their bra-and-panty sets. Then they pushed me onto the mattress and stripped me down to my boxers. I began going back and forth between the curvy brunette and the slender blonde, sucking their lips and tongues, nuzzling their necks, and trailing kisses over the tops of their breasts. Meanwhile, they explored each other, fingers fluttering over lace-covered nipples and cunts. Then one hand disappeared down the front of the other’s panties and vice versa, and my cock throbbed its desire to share in the fun.
I unhooked one bra and then the other, and they helped in the effort of undressing by tugging off each other’s thong and my boxers. Naked, we began rolling around on the mattress in a heap, until I remembered the chocolate body sauce. After I unscrewed the lid, I scooped some out on a fingertip that I used to draw circles around the tips of Kim’s perky breasts. Then I sat back and watched as Libby went to work on her friend’s fudge-covered nipples.
Kim moaned loudly as the other girl’s tongue flicked over her chocolate-coated flesh. I took her other breast in my mouth and as I began to suck, I felt a hand on my cock. Glancing down, I saw that Kim had smeared some of the sauce on my shaft. Libby noticed that there was more of the sweet treat to be had, so when she finished with Kim, she moved down and began licking me like I was a Fudgesicle.
Now that Kim’s tits were clean, I rolled over onto my back so that Libby could get to work on my entire package. Even my balls were painted with the sticky sauce, and our hostess sucked each one into her mouth before laving them clean with her tongue. Meanwhile, the blonde moved upward, climbed onto my face, and gave me a taste of my favorite flavor: pussy. Her labia hovered right above my mouth, and I sucked at the dewy flesh as Libby wrapped her lips around my crown and lowered them over my shaft.
Just then, the door opened and another couple entered the room. Although my view was obstructed by Kim’s ass, I grew excited when I heard a female voice. “Rumor has it you have chocolate,” purred Susan, a long-time friend from the scene and one of my favorite lovers. “Care to share?” echoed her companion, a man whose voice I didn’t recognize.
With a hand still on one of Kim’s firm cheeks, I reached blindly for the jar and held it out in invitation. After it was unscrewed, I heard a deep, masculine moan, so I guessed that Susan was stroking some onto her partner’s dick. As a result, Libby abandoned my erection to take the stranger’s into her mouth, but I wasn’t left hanging for long. In an instant, Susan straddled my waist and placed her cunt over my cockhead.
I continued licking Kim’s slippery labia and then zeroed in on her clit as Susan lowered herself onto my dick. I moaned loudly as my length was swallowed by her tight canal, and because my lips were plastered to Kim’s pussy, my pleasure was transferred to her. A deluge of salty-sweet juices flowed into my mouth, and I worked hard at licking them all up as Susan’s body began to rise and fall on my pole.
I was eating one girl’s pussy and the other was riding my dick, and in the midst of it all, they began to kiss. Picturing their breasts pressed together was too much for me to handle, and I grunted against Kim’s cunt every time her friend’s ass landed on my sac. Then she started trembling, so I buzz-sawed her clit with my tongue. It wasn’t long before she was quaking uncontrollably and gyrating all over my face. In fact, she was jerking around so much that I had to tighten my grip on her hips, which was no easy task because in an effort to drive us both toward orgasm, Susan was bouncing on my throbbing cock like a woman possessed.
The girls must have stopped kissing at some point, because I heard Kim cry out her pleasure while Susan whooped like a rodeo cowgirl. She kept slamming down on me, her ass slapping against my upper thighs as she steered herself—and me—closer to climax. Kim reached the finish line before either of us; her body went stiff and then she slid off my head to lie panting beside me on the mattress.
Now that I had a good view of Susan’s bouncing tits, I could see that she was pinching her own nipples, so I reached up to help her with that task. Meanwhile, her pussy continued flying over my shaft with the aid of our copious fluids. That’s when I noticed that there were now only three of us in the room—I’d been so caught up in our own activities I hadn’t even noticed Libby and the mystery man leave!
Kim also bid us a fond adieu, but not before she left us each with a long, tongue-filled kiss. As she went off in search of other partners to paint with chocolate sauce, I hugged Susan tightly to me and flipped us over so that I was on top. Now that I could really sink my full length into her, I slammed repeatedly into her core. In response, she wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her heels into my backside, pulling me in even more deeply than I’d been going on my own.
As I stroked in and out of Susan’s cunt at maximum speed, the top of my shaft scraped along her clit. Suddenly, her back arched, her ass reared up off the bed, and her muscles contracted around me from inside. She let out a shriek to announce her orgasm while the added pressure from her pussy on my cock opened my own floodgates. Reaching up, my partner muffled my growls with her mouth as I pumped her full of my cream.
The fun didn’t stop there. Susan got back on top of me and contracted her inner canal a few times, milking forth another volley of semen. Then, taking advantage of the last few moments of my erection, she moved back and forth just enough to bring herself to another small orgasm and coax out the last few droplets of my load. Finally, she released a self-satisfied sigh, so I pulled myself from her slippery pussy, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom for a wet washcloth to wipe off any remaining chocolate or come from our skin. However, she wouldn’t let me clean her; she said she was saving that job for her husband’s tongue. I understood completely, and was suddenly hungry for a taste of my own wife.
Before leaving the room, we helped ourselves to robes provided by our thoughtful hosts. Then we joined the others in the living room to revive ourselves with cheese, crackers, and bottles of Vitamin Water. Once refreshed, we parted ways, because Susan craved female flesh and I longed to watch Adele in the arms of another man. I found her fucking a man named Teddy, and I could tell from the smudge of chocolate on his upper arm that we had met before. Taking a seat beside them, I shared a wink with my wife as this near-stranger repeatedly plunged his cock into her.
The night had been a success, but the best was yet to come. As soon as Adele and Teddy had finished, we got dressed and headed home to bed, where we ended the night with one last fuck. In my opinion, that’s the best part of swinging: having a loving partner to go home with.
—Mr. B.A., Richmond, Virginia
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Table of Contents
Front Cover Image
Welcome
Ring My Bell!
Introduction
Our Sex Life Was Never Better—Then We Met the Girl Next Door
After The
ir Toy Party, Liza And Sherry Put Their New Playthings to Good Use
I Hid in the Closet and Watched My Wife Make Love to Another Man
A Bisexual Woman and Her Husband Strike Up a Friendship With a Sexy Brunette
Happiness Is Having One Great Husband and Two Fabulous Girlfriends
On Our Anniversary, I Videotaped My Wife Having a Great Time With Two Hot Studs
She’s a Good Neighbor and an Even Better Lover
Inexperienced Peeper Has His Eyes Opened by Accomplished Trio of Show-Offs
Wanton Wench Gets a Firm Spanking and a Tender Embrace From Her Fantasy Lover
Soccer Player Scores With Pretty Member of the Other Team
Workplace Injury Has Him Down, Comely Neighbor Gets Him Up
A Man Overhears His Hot New Neighbor Having Phone Sex
Concerning Swingers, One Blonde Housewife, a Handsome Black Man, and Homemade Videos
Hard Drive, Sex Drive—Smart Computer Gal Addresses Both
Housewife Enjoys Showing Off Her New Look
The Games Girls Play Keep Their Guys Tied by Their Sides
My Next-Door Neighbor Caught Me With My Panties Down
Erotic Book Lovers Take a Novel Approach to Arousing Each Other
An Exhilarating Going-Away Party for Two Good Friends
Of Steamy Nights, Horny Neighbors, and Lust on a Porch
A Man and His Wife Enjoy Hot Anal Sex With Their Neighbor
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