Kyra dampened between her legs and wished they weren't in such a public place. Just talking about their experiences turned her on so much. It was like a drug and after having a taste she wanted the full fix.
"Are you okay with everything that happened?” Ethan asked.
"Mostly, yes. Alex and Leanne are so intense. Things got a little weird there in the middle. Alex turned me on so much, but he also made me a little uncomfortable."
"You looked okay."
"I think the discomfort turned me on even more, but I feel like I need to keep more control."
"We both lost control that night. I'm not sure it's a good thing."
"I agree. I was a little hurt when I first saw you fucking Leanne, but just because we didn't talk about it first. I want us to always be together on decisions with this."
"I know, I'm sorry. It seemed like things just happened so fast."
"I'm sorry too. I know you were with Leanne without a condom too, but I let Alex finish inside me. That was wrong."
"Like I said, we both lost control. We know they're clean and you're on the Pill, so there's no harm done, but we should be more careful in the future."
"So there is going to be a future?” Kyra tried not to look too excited.
"I don’t know. Is that something you want?"
Kyra wanted more, there was no doubt. If he turned around and told her that he was finished with swinging, she would abide by his decision and she would be happy in her marriage, but it would be a tough thing to give up the thrill of their new hobby. She feared they could easily slip back into their old patterns.
“I’m having a good time. I’d love to keep playing, but maybe not with Alex and Leanne again.” The prospect of being with the other couple again was quite exciting, but she thought the risk too great. “How about you?”
“I think avoiding Alex and Leanne is a good idea, but yeah, I’m having fun so I don’t mind continuing.”
It seemed to Kyra that her husband had something more to add, but the girls chose that moment to coming running back to their parents. Callie came barreling into her arms, almost knocking her off of the bench, followed by her sister, who Ethan scooped up and tossed into his arms. And just like that we going from discussing our kinky sex life to being parents in one fell swoop, Kyra thought.
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The chance to test their self-control and their limits came sooner than later. It had been over a month since they last saw Rob and Ami, so when Ami called and invited them over for dinner, Kyra jumped. She did not even run it past her husband. She knew Ethan would approve. After their crazy night with Alex and Leanne, Kyra thought an evening with a fun couple more like themselves was just the tonic they needed. She knew Rob would not take control of her the way Alex had. When she told Ethan about the dinner, he was eager to go—perhaps too eager to see Ami again, she thought wryly. Kyra wasn’t jealous of the slender, pretty blonde, but she still wasn’t quite used to seeing her husband so excited to be with another woman. Watching the actual deed was exciting, but the anticipation brought out her competitive side.
Thought she wouldn’t admit it, competition with Ami led Kyra to make a change before dinner. While relaxing in the bath that afternoon, she reached for her razor and the shaving cream. She’d already done her legs and trimmed up down there, but perhaps more was in order. Both men obviously liked the way Ami was shaved, so Kyra decided it would be fun to try the look herself. It had been years since she’d shaved her mound. She’d never stuck with it because it was a pain in the ass to maintain, but if so many more people were going to be seeing her pussy it would be worth the effort.
Kyra sat on the side of the tub, with one foot in, and rubbed the foamy shaving cream in a thin layer over her mound. Just touching herself there sent a tingle through her body. She was even more excited for the evening than she realized. It was tempting to forget shaving and just take care of herself, but she was on a mission. Kyra spread her legs wide pulled her skin taut. The pressure of her thumb over her clit made her moan, but she tried to ignore her building arousal. With quick swipes of the razor, Kyra cleared the area above her pussy. Her fine, blonde hair yielded easily to the razor. She shifted to run the razor beside her lips and adding that extra pressure made her bite her lip. Adding to her excitement was imagining how her husband and Rob were going to react to her new look.
By the time Kyra ran the washcloth over her now-smooth mound, she decided she was very pleased with the result. And with her work done, she dipped a finger between her lips and plucked her clit from its hood. It only took seconds of teasing her clit for Kyra to climax. She sank back into the tub with a contented sigh. If she had known shaving her pussy would be so much fun, she would have done it years ago.
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“I’m little surprised you guys took that step so soon,” Rob said, sipping at his beer. He and Ethan stood out on the back deck having beers while the women were inside working on dessert.
Ethan and Kyra shared most of the details about their evening with Leanne and Alex over dinner. Kyra had more to say than he did, with Ethan jumping in with little details here and there. Even hearing her describe that night in the private room now, it didn’t seem like it had really happened to them. It was more like a movie they’d watched together about some insanely depraved couple.
“It wasn’t exactly planned that way, but I guess we were ready. I don’t know that I would want to be in that position again. I prefer things to go a little more naturally, like between us,” Ethan said.
“Thanks. Ami and I like you guys too. We would have loved to get together sooner, but you know, life gets in the way sometimes.”
“I get it. Finding a babysitter for tonight wasn’t easy. And we’ve been taking so much time for ourselves lately that we almost feel we’re neglecting the kids.”
“You guys are new to this. It’s like losing your virginity all over again. After you had sex for the first time you wanted it every chance you got, right?”
Ethan turned and leaned with his back against the railing. He watched the women inside through the glass doors and wondered what they were discussing. He liked talking to Rob about these things because he got perspective from someone he could relate too. What would Rob and Ami have done that night? Ethan did not see them giving up control so easily.
“You’re right. But we’re ready to slow down a little. We want to keep exploring, but no more wild nights like that.”
“Leanne sounds like a firecracker. Are you sure you don’t want another taste of that?”
Ethan laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever been with a woman that aggressive. It was pretty cool. I can’t say it wouldn’t be fun, but I think we’re both a little afraid of that couple.”
“Then avoiding them is probably for the best. There are plenty of other fish in the sea.”
“Honestly, I’m only thinking about your wife right now. Her legs look great in that skirt.” Ami moved back and forth in the kitchen, and her loose, short peasant skirt floated around her. Her wedge-heeled sandals sealed the deal for Ethan.
Rob smiled proudly. “I thought you might like it. I picked that out myself. I like picking Ami’s outfits when we’re going to play.”
“You’ve got great taste, man.” The men clinked their bottle together in a toast to their sexy wives.
Kyra watched the guys from inside as she poured the mixed berries over the little finger cakes in the bowls. Ami was whipping the cream. “Look at those guys,” she said. “They’re staring at us like we’re the dessert.”
“Maybe we will be,” Ami said, licking whipped cream from the tip of her finger.
“If they behave themselves. If not, we’ll just have to tease them all night.”
Kyra had already done her fair share of teasing. She greeted Rob with a steamy kiss and made sure she was close to him all evening. Her black linen top showed off a valley of creamy cleavage and all the little eyelets in the design hinted at the lingerie she wore underneath. The short khaki skirt only came t
o mid-thigh and Rob was staring at her legs almost as much as Ethan was eyeing Ami’s. Kyra liked how Ethan was so much more relaxed with Ami than he had been with Leanne. He was openly affectionate with Ami, while he’d sat and only reacted to the predatory brunette.
“I don’t think Rob is going to go for being teased, not the way he’s been so excited about seeing you again. If I wasn’t so secure, I’d be jealous,” Ami winked.
“Oh, stop it.”
“It’s true. We had a really good time the last time we were together.”
“Even though we didn’t go all the way? It wasn’t frustrating?”
“No,” Ami replied, giving Kyra’s arm a reassuring squeeze. “We would never try to rush anyone. It’s important to respect boundaries. That’s not to say we wouldn’t have liked to go further.”
“It wasn’t easy to hold back. Both Ethan and I were right on the edge.”
“Maybe tonight,” Ami said hopefully.
“We’ll see,” Kyra teased.
And it was a tease. She already knew she would be fucking Rob, as Ethan would be free to do as he wished with Ami. Kyra had been masturbating for days thinking about getting Rob in bed. It led her to question once again if she was becoming addicted to their new lifestyle. It was not a reflection on her love for her husband, or his lovemaking skills, but nothing quite excited her as much as the thought of a new lover. Alex had hit it right on the head, and deep down, she wanted all those dark things he’d suggested. But she was afraid of giving up control the way he wanted. That was why she could not see him again.
Dessert was served in the dining room. Ethan and Ami sat on one side of the big, glass-topped table, while Kyra and Rob were on the other side. Rob’s arm was on the back of Kyra’s chair and he ate with his free hand. Ami took a bite at a time and in between she rested her hand on Ethan’s leg, edging it higher each time. He casually touched her bare shoulders or arm every chance he got. It had become almost natural to be affectionate with other women. Through the smoked glass of the table top, Ethan watched Kyra rub Rob’s crotch. She did not take Ami's subtle approach. It was thrilling to see his wife so sexually aggressive. He didn’t think he was one of those wife-watching cuckold guys, but he would never tire of seeing Kyra being so completely sexual. He just couldn’t quite take that leap without pause. He wanted to fuck Ami tonight, very badly. And he knew he would, but it was difficult to completely silence the moral qualms that had been drilled into him his entire life.
“I can’t believe you whipped your own cream,” Ethan told Ami. “It’s very good.”
“Thanks. The stuff from the can just doesn’t taste the same, and don’t get me started on Readi Whip. Would you like some more?”
Ethan started to decline, but when Ami scooped more cream from the bowl on the table, he opened his mouth to accept and flicked his tongue as he sucked the sweet cream from her fingers. Their eyes met and they shared a moment.
“Mmm, that looks fun,” Kyra said. How about you, Rob? Would you like more?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” he replied.
Kyra coated a piece of fruit with a dollop of cream and took it in her teeth. She leaned into Rob and he playfully tried dodging her, smearing cream on his face. She grabbed the back of his neck and hauled him in. Their faces smashed together in an inelegant kiss, the fruit bitten and shared between them. Rob blindly reached and found the bowl, dipping his fingers and wiping cream all over Kyra’s cheek. It was on then Ethan smiled as he watched his feisty wife yelp and wrestle Rob out of his chair and onto the hardwood floor. Their crash to the floor sounded painful, but neither of them gave quarter and Kyra struggled to climb atop Rob.
“Maybe we should give these kids some space,” Ami suggested, with a light touch of Ethan’s arm. He was curious to see where the wrestling match was going, but he knew it would be more fun to go off with Ami. She took his hand and led him out through the living room and upstairs to the master bedroom.
As with most married couples, the bedroom reflected Ami’s sensibilities more than Rob’s. The king-sized bed sleigh bed had high cherry wood head and footboards and it was covered with two-tone throw pillows that matched the floral comforter. Ethan helped Ami set the pillows aside and it felt oddly domestic. This wasn’t at all what he expected. Before this, his encounters had been hurried, passionate, frantic. Ami smiled at him while she pulled back the comforter.
“You look lost in your thoughts. What’s on your mind?” she asked.
"I was thinking tonight feels different. In a good way."
Ali came around the bed and stood in front of him with her hands on his hips. Ethan brushed a strand of dark blonde hair out of her eyes. "Different how?"
"Comfortable. I don't feel nervous like I have before."
"I don't want you to be nervous, babe." She kissed him, turning him toward the bed. "But I don’t want you too comfortable either." She pushed him back and he bounced on the high, firm mattress. Ami hopped on top of him and leaned forward, giving him a perfect view down the deep V of her top. Her firm tits were encased by a black, see through bra. "Comfortable can be boring."
She nibbled on the side of his neck, drawing a yelp when she bit too hard. Her hands untucked his soft green shirt and pushed inside, nails tickling up his chest. Ethan kneaded her ass with both hands. Her ass was amazing. He couldn’t feel panties through the thin cotton peasant skirt and strummed his thumbs higher until he detected the edges of a thong. Her nails over his nipples sent shivers down his spine. His cock twitched in his jeans. It was fun to have the pretty, tanned woman on top of him, but after Leanne's aggression, he wanted something different.
"Hey!" Ami exclaimed when Ethan rolled them.
Ethan ended up on top, between her legs. She kicked off her sandals and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her long hair was everywhere and he pushed it back from her face. He buried his face in her chest, kissing her tits through her top until he pulled it up and she raised her arms over her head so he could remove it completely. Her nipples stood out through the transparent bra. Ami quivered and purred when flicked her nipples with his tongue and then sucked on them. He remembered how sensitive those long nipples were and tried to be gentle. Her firm tits felt oddly smooth in his mouth through the nylon material of her bra and soon the wet fabric clung to her flesh. Ami’s nails tickled the back of his neck and raked through his hair. She whimpered his name when he went from one tit to the other and flexed her hips, rubbing his sex against him. It felt like all the blood had rushed to his cock, and all Ethan could think of was getting inside her. He loved her lithe body. Curvy women like his wife and Leanne were super sexy, but he’d always appreciated athletic women. It was exciting that he could meet a woman like Ami, lust after her, and then express that lust without any repercussions. The appeal of the swinger’s lifestyle was potent. That made him suddenly think of Kyra, and he wondered exactly what she and Rob were up to.
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Kyra was on her back on the narrow carpet in the hallway between the dining and living rooms, tossing her head back and forth and moaning, “Oh God! Oh God, Rob!” her blouse was open and her breasts pushed out of the demi cups of her ivory lace bra. Her legs were over Rob’s arms and her heels planted on the floor, while her skirt was bunched at her waist. Her panties were back under the dining room table. She was glad she'd made the effort to shave her mound, as it was the first thing Rob commented on.
"Is it me, or is something different down here?" he asked. His fingers played across her already slick lips.
"I thought I would try something new. You like?"
"I do. There's nothing like a smooth pussy." He didn't waste time before moving lower.
The last time the couples were together Kyra didn’t have the pleasure of experiencing Rob’s oral skills and she now knew that she’d really missed out. His tongue was like a rapier, precisely striking out at the tender spots that made her throb with need. She was soaked and pushed her pussy at his eager mouth. When he shifted his
focus to her clit and added two fingers inside her, Kyra lost all control.
“OH MY GOD!” she cried. “Ohhh…ohhh…God! Rob…”
Kyra’s wailing on spurred him on and he fingered her faster while sucking her clit. Her climax went on and on and finally she had to push him away when she just became too sensitive. Kyra’s head spun. The waves of rapture gradually ebbed, giving way to a tingling buzz in every part of her. Rob leaned over her and she pulled him into a hard kiss, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. She tasted her own pussy and couldn’t get enough.
Ami and Ethan had disappeared sometime ago and she guessed they had to be playing like she and Rob were. They probably went to the bedroom, she thought. Kyra was disappointed. A large part of the experience for her was watching her husband with another woman. The voyeuristic thrill she’d discovered in that massage parlor had never gone away. She tried to imagine what Ethan and Ami might be doing, but it wasn’t the same. Oddly, she felt her first pang of jealousy. It had to be because she couldn’t watch. It didn’t seem right for Ethan to be off on his own. They hadn’t discussed doing this and she just assumed they would all be together all night. Kyra had a mind to drag Rob upstairs, but she didn’t want to be pushy. Maybe this was what the other couple wanted. Kyra needed to respect their wishes. Besides, being apart from Ethan was not going to stop her from doing as she wished.
“That was fucking hot. Oh my God,” Kyra moaned. “I think I’d better return the favor.”
“Not right now, hon. Right now, I want to fuck you.” Rob’s eyes were clouded with lust and it looked like he was only seconds away from just ripping her clothes off. She would never tire of seeing men look at her that way. It was the only reason she got involved in that silly office romance. Bill looked at her in a way Ethan had stopped. Rob pulled her to her feet.
Kyra thought they were going to go upstairs, or at least move into the living room, but instead he spun her around and pushed her toward the dining room table. She barely had time to remove her top before Rob bent her forward. With elbows on the table, Kyra pushed her butt in the air and he pushed her skirt up. Her high heels made it easy for him to line up behind her. His belt buckle thumped against the hardwood when his pants hit the floor. The hot helmet of his prick bobbed against her supple, pale ass.
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