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I've always known that I was a bit of a voyeur and, as we continued with our adventures in the lifestyle, I became even more so. Never more was that more evident than in this following tale.

"So, do you want to go?" Ree asked, in between slurps on my cock.

Where she was asking me to go was to a house party, thrown by a couple, members of the swinging club we also frequented. It was fairly common for someone in the club to throw a party for members, every few months or so, fucking optional, but certainly encouraged. One of the quirks was that the hosting couple, or single, had to invite someone they knew from the lifestyle, that the others haven't yet met. Usually this entailed bringing in people from outside the club. A not-so-bad way to meet other people who delved into the lifestyle.

As she raised her head off of my cock, making a small popping sound when she released her suction, she asked again.

"So, do you want to go?"

"I know that I want to come, but as far as the party? Sure, why not. We've had fun at these events before."

"And come, you shall," her head bobbing down once more, her mouth swallowing me.

We knew the hosts well; Very well. Both Ree and I agreed that as bed partners, we both liked the wife the best. Charlie? Well, Charlie can be a bit of a boor sometimes, especially when he drinks a wee bit too much.

But tonight, Charlie appeared to be in good form, introducing the couple he had invited to join us, around the room.

Ree and I were mingling, together, and chatting with old friends when Charlie and his guests found us on the deck, getting some air, the two of us.

He introduced us to Jim and Diane, a very attractive black couple, friends from out of town. We chatted with them for quite some time, as Charlie went to fetch them some drinks. I noticed that Jim and Ree were sort of connecting on some sort of level. Diane and I got along well, also, but there just wasn't that 'snap', just comfortable. You know?

Charlie returned with their drinks, and excusing themselves, off they went with Charlie to meet a couple of more people.

Ree and I watched them walk away, our eyes following their path.

"You know what?" She said, turning towards me.

"What?"

"I've never done black. We certainly have screwed a lot of white people, but I've never done black. I think I'd like to try Black." She said, a quizzical look on her face.

"Okay."

"You're really okay with that?"

"Ree, it's just a color, it doesn't change the soul."

Reaching up and kissing me, she asked, "Mind if I go 'trolling' for a bit? See if I can find some playmates?"

"See you later," I said, kissing her back.

About an hour later, I was fixing myself a drink at the wet bar, when Diane showed up, empty glass in hand.

"What can I fix for you, pretty lady?"

"How about a nice stiff Scotch and water?"

"I can do that," and do that, I did.

"Where's Jim?" I asked, making conversation.

"Last time I saw him, he and your wife were talking in the den." She replied, looking up from her drink, smiling at me as she said it, "getting cozy. Look, I'm pretty sure that they are going to be doing the horizontal bop tonight, and that's okay, but I'm a 'bit' different than most swinger wives." She added.

"How so?" I asked, more than a little bit curious.

"I like to watch, okay? That's my 'thing'. I give him some time to get his thing going with whomever, I wander in, I watch, I get myself off watching him fuck someone. I'm telling you this because, at some point, I'm pretty sure you're going to start wondering if you and I are going to have sex, like our partners."

"And the thing is," she continued, after taking a breath, "I only fuck my guy. I don't mind if he fucks someone else but I only fuck him. Though, sometimes, I might join in, if I find the gal attractive."

Tipping my glass against hers, I said, "Understood, pretty lady. You're pretty sure that they are going to fuck, are you?" I added.

"Oh yeah, especially when I saw your wife checking out his 'package'," she said, laughing a bit.

"That sounds like Ree," I said, joining her in laughter.

Breaking the pregnant silence, I turned to her, saying, "I like to watch at times, as well. Sometimes, I just like watching Ree make love with someone else, man or woman."

"Would you like to watch tonight, with me?" She asked, and then adding, "I wasn't completely honest about my hunch. They are definitely going to fuck tonight, and I'm supposed to come back to our room, where we staying this weekend, in about fifteen minutes to 'do my thing.' And, if you'd like to....," letting the sentence unfinished.

I fixed us both fresh drinks, and handing it to her, I said, "Lead the way, Diane."

We worked our way through the house, various and sundry couplings going on around us, and took the stairs up to the guest rooms. Diane stopped just short of the door, turned to me, and gave me a soft, sweet kiss on my lips, which I returned.

"Thanks for not giving me grief about 'my thing' back there," she said, kissing me again. Reaching down and rubbing my crotch, she said, "There's something else I wasn't quite honest about back there," kissing me again, squeezing my rising bulge.

"I do fuck other people, but my little scene back there tends to weed out the less-understanding people of the world."

Returning her kiss, I let her take my hand and rub it across her breast.

"I do like to watch, though, for a little while, if that's all right?"

"So do I, and it is definitely all right."

I followed her into the softly lit bedroom. It was pretty damn large, and had a small sofa, on the wall, near the bed. We made our way there, quietly, not wanting to disturb the scene on the bed next to us.

They were both naked, on the bed, he lying on his back, his head propped up by a couple of pillows. Ree was lying next to him, facing in our direction, leaning on her elbow of one arm. The other hand was busy stroking Jim's very large, very black cock, her mouth and tongue trailing kisses and licks to his monster shaft. She opened her eyes, took in the sight of Diane and me sitting on the sofa, and closing her eyes once more, took Jim's cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. Her head bobbed up and down, a throaty sound coming from her muffled mouth. Jim had reached around with one of his hands, and was finger-fucking Ree as she sucked him for all she was worth.

The sight was mesmerizing, watching his large black cock disappear into her mouth, and the excitement that Ree was obviously feeling. Glancing over, Diane had, indeed, slipped a hand under her raised dress, rubbing her pantiless pussy, pulling on her pussylips and clit.

Reaching over and grabbing my hand, she moved it to replace hers, rubbing her pussy. "Don't stop, lover, whatever you do, don't stop," she said, using both of her hands to take off her blouse and bra, Her skirt was some sort of wraparound, and releasing some fastener, she whip it off and from under her in one swift move, leaving her naked and stunningly beautiful.

As I continued to play with her pussy, she deftly removed my clothes and turning her back to the bed, she reached down to my cock and starting running her hands up and down its hardness, softly moaning as she did it.

Placing her knees on either side of my legs, she moved her pussy to the tip of my cock and, closing her eyes, lowered herself onto my manhood until it was into her all the way. She took my head in her hands, pulling my lips to hers as she began a slow grind against me, raising her ass every once in awhile , to let my cock slide up and down inside of her.

I had wrapped my arms around Diane, and as we kissed and fucked, I opened my eyes to see what was going on with them. Ree was face down, her head in a pillow, and her ass in the air. Jim was behind her, fucking her doggy-style, slamming hard against her, Ree's pussy stretched by his size. But she was enjoying it to the max. She was screaming her delight into the pillow and just as he exploded into her, she climaxed at the same time.

Diane was kissing me hard now, her movements quick and hurried, her moans of delight muffled by our mouths welded together. She quickly broke away her kiss, and moaning loudly, began a climax that seemed, would never stop. I started mine then, as well, and rode the elevator down from the top of the mountain with her.

Sinking into my shoulder, after her last spasm, she looked up, kissed me passionately, and, silently, pulled herself off of my dick. In one movement, she was on her knees, between my legs, her hand guiding my cock to her opening mouth. She slowly, lovingly sucked our juices from my dick, murmuring contented sounds, as she did so.

Looking over towards the bed, Ree was now back on top of Jim, doing the same thing to his cock. She was making love to his dick, there was no other way to describe it, and damned, if it wasn't hot to watch.

Finished with me, Diane rose, kissed me on the lips, letting me get a taste of our nectar, and turning towards the bed, she climbed onto it with them. Joining Ree, she began licking around the base of his cock as Ree was busily sucking on his cockhead. Wordlessly, they changed places as if they had rehearsed this. As I watched, Ree locked my eyes with hers; and, staring into my eyes the whole time, sucked his balls, one at a time, into her mouth, her tongue running over his sack and nuts. Taking his ball from her mouth with a mini-popping sound, she licked from the bottom of his cock to the top where her lips found Diane's.

Ree and Diane locked into a deep, passionate kiss, their arms wrapping around each other. Jim slipped out from under them and joined me on the sofa, to watch our girls with each other.

They started exploring each other's bodies with hands and kisses, eventually winding up in a sixty-nine, Ree on top, both of their heads busily eating each other, sucking their man's cum from the other's pussy. Diane climaxed first, driving her pussy hard into Ree's mouth. Her hands were digging imprints into Ree's ass as she squeezed it, her cries of delight muffled by her face in Ree's pussy. Just as Diane ended hers, Ree started, and, it too, seemed to last forever.

Everyone caught their breaths, relaxed, and then before we left, the four of us fucked again but this time we were all on the bed. Ree and Jim orgasmed at the same time, Diane and I, quickly following with our own.

We all got dressed, exchanged numbers, and rejoined the party, sharing drinks, watching cocks getting sucked, pussies getting fucked, having a grand old time of it.

"My pussy's sore," Ree said as I drove us home. "Damn, but his cock is big! Almost too big!"

"But, it was worth the soreness, right?"

"Oh yeah, sweetie, it definitely was." She replied

After a bit of silence, she said, "You know, I know it's only a color and all that, but I have to tell you, I was really turned on by that whole black and white thing."

"Most people are," I replied, "It's probably the contrast of the shades that make it so enticing and erotic," adding, "and, if truth be told, I was excited as hell watching his black dick disappear into your mouth and pussy."

"But, definitely a 'must do again', don't you agree?" I asked Ree, driving into our driveway.

"Oh, yeah, baby, we will definitely do them again."

Epilogue

We saw Jim and Diane for about two more years, and then he was transferred across the country. They were Ree's first black couple, but definitely, not her last.

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The girls, Ree and Vicki, wanted us, Harry and me, to take them to the Enclave for a night of fun and games.

The Enclave was an Adults Only motel in the city, in our suburb of the city, to be accurate. It featured 'theme' rooms, most with in-room Jacuzzi Tubs (mini-hot tubs), large waterbeds, and several channels of porn, any flavor you desired. A few of the rooms also had a smaller room, as well, featuring chair-swings, bondage beds, for the BMSD devotees, out there. That wasn't 'our thing', never our thing, outside of the occasional use of silk scarves, tied to bedposts, but that wasn't really a regular activity, in truth.

The Enclave also had an indoor, heated pool with attached hot tub, clothing optional in this common area of the complex which was accessible through an indoor hall. It wasn't a bad place to scout out the other players, and to meet possible playmates.

Bowing to their pleas, I drove us there, Vicki sitting in front with me, Ree in the back with Harry, a fat doobie being passed between the four of us. Harry and I checked us in, and we drove to the back of the complex, to our favorite room, which was nearest to the indoor pool.

The girls wanted a 'quickie' with each other's spouse before we hit the pool area; and, ever accommodating, Harry and I succumbed to their wishes, the four of us on the bed, in a delicious tangle of bodies and climaxes. One more shared doob, this one a bit smaller, before quickly showering, and heading to the pool, using the robes we had all brought with us.

There were a few other groups in and around the area, a few couples at poolside tables, a very attractive woman with a couple of guys swimming around in the pool, another couple in a corner of the pool, and a couple who was in the communal hot tub.

We walked towards the couple at the hot tub after some benign chit chat among us, and, they invited us to share the bubbling tub. I had noticed that Ree seemed to be paying particular attention to the couple who were swimming in the pool, and sort of hanging out near the deep end, so when she said, "Baby, why don't we hit the pool for a little bit and do some laps?" I wasn't terribly surprised. Harry and Vicki said they'd do the tub for a bit and chat up the couple there.

Ree made a 'mini-show' of taking her robe off, stretching her arms and legs in a pretense of limbering up, and dove into the pool. She swam towards the deep end, flipped and lapped back to where I was, and flipped again, heading back the other way. I joined her, catching her by mid-pool and semi-raced her to the end, where we stopped, hanging on to the side.

Stan and Joy, that was the other couple's names, said a polite hi since we were only about six or so feet from them, which we returned, introducing ourselves. Rather innocent chit-chat followed, both couples, getting the lay of the land, so to speak. Like us, they were also bareassed, and also like us, not very caring about it. They appeared to be in the early twenties or so, but very well spoken, clearly educated and deliberate in their conversation.

Joy and Ree started talking between them, leaving Stan and me to converse about something or another. While I was talking to Stan, nearer to him now, having swum over to his side, Vicki walked over from the hot tub, dripping as she walked, and bending down in a semi-squat, her short-haired bush right over my head.

"Hey sweetie, Harry and I are going to join Ralph and Steph for a while at their room, okay? Don't you dare leave without us," laughing as she said it.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Vick," introducing Vicki to Stan and Joy afterwards, "have fun," I called after her as she turned to walk back, with a wave of her hand over her shoulder.

"Obviously, they're friends?" Stan commented.

"Friends with benefits," Ree quickly chimed in, a nice smile on her face.

Both Stan and Joy acknowledged Ree's comment with a knowing smile and nod of their heads.

"It's good to have friends like that," Joy piped in, a bit nearer to Ree now.

"Yes, it is," Ree answered while moving herself closer to Joy.

After a bit of further small talk between Stan and me, he lowered his voice almost to a whisper, and said, "Looks as if our ladies are getting to be a bit friendly, themselves."

Casually turning to look over my shoulder, I could see Ree and Joy were now very close to each other, each holding on to the end of the pool with one hand, their other hand beneath the water. They were silent, facing each other, but the look on their faces gave away the fact that they were playing with each other, under the water.

Suddenly, Joy leaned into Ree and gave her a kiss on the lips, and looking over towards Stan and I, asked if we'd like to come back to their room for a while and if we're interested, they had some smoke to share. Ree smiled, looking at me, and announced that she was certainly up for that!

Once in their room, both of the girls shed the robes, and more or less, falling into bed at the same time, asked that we take care of the rolling duties. Stan asked if I could roll very well, because he couldn't, that was Joy's job. "But, it looks as if she's a bit preoccupied right now."

Assuring him that I could indeed roll, he offered to clean the weed. Glancing over to the bed when he asked that, I noticed that Ree and Joy were indeed a bit busy. They were making out with each other, kissing, touching, Joy's fingers playing with Ree's pussy as they explored each other's mouths.

Stan and I watched our girls with each other as we finished up the chore they had given us, and, Stan said, off-handedly, as we watched, "You know, if I was a woman, I would definitely be a lesbian."

"Yup," I agreed, and gave him the freshly rolled joint to fire up.

Reluctantly, the girls broke off their make-out session in order to join us in the smoke, but, not before they each sucked the other's fingers, very wet with each other's juices.

"Stan, I usually have the best weed in our crowd," I said, holding in the smoke as I passed the doob to Joy, "but I have to tell you, man, this is some very wicked weed," letting the smoke take me over in a head-rush.

"We'll exchange numbers and I'll see if I can hook you up with my chick," he said, "she never disappoints in the weed department."

We finished the joint, Ree getting to eat the roach, then, Joy reached out to me and without too much effort, pulled me with her as she backed up on the waterbed, towards the headboard, bringing me with her onto the bed. Ree reached out for Stan's hand and did likewise.

Each couple became lost in exploratory sex with their partners, neither paying particular attention to what the other was doing. Joy was a very good kisser and very good with her hands, expertly doing the things that a guy likes having done when in a make-out session.

Eventually, though it wasn't planned that way, Stan and I wound up between the legs of each other's wife, giving them head. Glancing up from between Joy's thighs, I saw she and Ree kissing each other, playing with each other' tits, as we munched away.

"No, no, no, not yet, lover," Joy said, pulling me from between her legs, and scooching down the bed at the same time, wrapping her legs around my ass, and guiding my cock into her with her hand. "I want to come with you in me," she said, quickly getting into rhythm with me.

Ree had turned over on her stomach so that Stan could enter her from the rear, doggy-style, bending over and kissing Joy as he began pumping into her. Giving Ree some room to kiss and fondle Joy's lips and tits, I supported myself upright, driving hard into Joy, one of her hands on my arm, the other, holding Ree's head to her breast.

Joy was tight, very tight, and a veritable fucking machine in movements, her pelvis able to thrust at an incredible speed, I thought. The combination of all of that caused me to pop my orgasm a lot sooner than usually, which in turn, caused Joy to orgasm immediately after me.

Ree and Stan weren't very far behind us and collapsed in a heap, next to us, all of us breathing hard, catching our breaths. We rested, we talked, we joked and we watched a little porn on the in-room system. I say a little porn because it couldn't have been on more than five or ten minutes when the four of us were at it again, this time, though, with our own spouses, a very nice change of pace from the usual.

Vicki and Harry were in the middle of a fuck-fest with each other when Ree and I showed up, and just that quick, Ree was fucking Harry and Vicki was sucking me off. We all took quick showers with each other's spouses and gathering our goodies from the room, we left for a late-night breakfast, before heading home.

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"What a great set!" I said to Ree.

We were at a downtown Blues club, small, crowded, smoky, filled with fellow aficionados of the genre. Our waitress returned with our drink order, and I tipped her generously, thanking her, and toasted Ree when I noticed her staring over my shoulder, again.

"What's up?" sipping my drink, looking at her still staring over my shoulder.

"Over there, against the wall, standing under the Heineken sign," she said, taking a sip of her cocktail. Turning, I looked in the direction that she had indicated, just in time to see an attractive black woman walking towards the bathroom.

"I'll be right back," and with that, Ree got up, and headed to the bathroom, herself.

The quartet began making their way from the bandstand, stopping along the way, talking with friends, and patrons.

"Feel like sitting in for a set?" Jonesy said to me, sitting down on one of the chairs at our table. Jonesy was the drummer for the quartet and a friend for a couple of years. His 'real' job was, at that time, as an assistant City Administrator for our suburb. We had met, some years ago, at a Jazz Festival in a neighboring 'burb.

"Sure, I'd love to," I answered, "what's up?"

"One of the city's consultants is here tonight, and I need to get into the guy's head, 'off the job', you know what I mean?" Jonesy replied, "I want to make sure this guy's the right one for the bond project, and no better way to know a person than over a couple of beers, out of the office."

"I couldn't agree more, I replied, "is Chet okay with me sitting in?"

"He suggested letting you play a set, when he saw you and the missus walk in."

"Cool," I said, as he stood up.

"Fifteen minutes to the next set, Okay?"

"Cool," I repeated.

He had no sooner left when I spied Ree coming back to the table, the attractive black woman with her.

"Baby, this is Chandra, a friend from college," Ree said, both women smiling down to me.

I stood, shaking hands with Chandra, inviting her to sit down, and held chairs out for both of them. Signaling our waitress for a round, the waitress came over to find out what Chandra was having.

Chandra was somewhere between Ree's and my age, I was guessing thirty-three or four. Her skin was the color of cocoa butter, tawny, and her hair was short, tight to the scalp, but not buzzed and not afro. Not an unattractive look, I thought to myself, as she and Ree were catching up with their seven years of not seeing each other, and trying to do it five minutes, it seemed.

Drinks arrived, and we toasted each other, with me taking the opportunity to inform Ree that Jonesy had asked me to play the next set, much to the ladies' delight.

"Ree told me you were a musician, this will be fun getting to hear you and getting to see Ree again," Chandra said, taking a sip of her Scotch.

"Baby, Chandra's moving here," Ree said excitedly, "her company is transferring her here next month, and Chandra's scoping out the housing scene this weekend."

"I'm not sure what I'm looking for, quite yet," Chandra said, "so I thought I'd hit the papers and check out a couple of places. Any areas in particular I should stay away from?" She asked.

"I'll let you and Ree talk about that and we'll talk after my set," rising, giving Ree a quick kiss, and walking to the bandstand.

Chet introduced me to the club as I sat down behind Jonesy's kit, adjusting the drum seat a bit. It's a bit embarrassing but a hell of an ego boost, it reminded me of my days 'on the road', playing music for a couple of years, right after high school. I did that for about three years and then decided I was ready for college, and enrolled.

We started the set with some B.B. King, morphing into a little bit of Bobby 'Blue' Bland, and off we went, traveling back to some wonderful Blues Classics. I love the Blues; I love the earthiness of their simple melodies, heart-wrenching words, and baseness of the genre. In the blink of an eye, the hour-long set was over and the band took another break, the last one before the end of the evening. It's always over with much too quickly, I thought, as I reset Jonesy's drum seat for him.

"Wow, damn, ya'll sounded so good," Chandra beamed up at me as I sat down.

"Well, thank you, it's good to know that I didn't ruin their set," laughing as I signaled for another round.

"So," Ree interjected, "I came up with a plan. If you don't mind, I'm going to skip golf tomorrow and spend the day looking at places with Chandra. It'll be a lot easier if I drive her around and we'll be able to cover more ground, don't you think?"

"Sure, makes sense to me,"

"And.....how about you plan on cooking up some steaks on the barbee for all of us tomorrow night."

"When are you flying out, Chandra?" I asked.

"Monday morning, why?"

"Well, I was just thinking, if all you have going on this weekend is house hunting, why don't you stay with us, God knows we have enough room. That way, you and Ree could work from our house, instead of dealing with the back and forth to your hotel and all," I suggested, with no ulterior motive other than letting Ree and her buddy have some time together. "I'm flying out on Monday also, and you can ride to the airport with me."

"What a great fucking idea," Ree screamed, giving my shoulder a hard punch, "I can't believe that I didn't fucking think of that."

And so it was to be, we'd have a houseguest for the weekend.

Driving home from the club, Ree filled me in on her time in school when Chandra was there. They shared several classes, both having the same major, became friendly, and then, friends. Had Chandra had another year at school, they would have shared an apartment or house, Ree said, growing quiet, seemingly 'off' in her own world, her own thoughts.

"We have a bit of a history," Ree said, breaking the silence.

"We fooled around a couple of times, during her last year. Nothing real heavy, but more like 'fucking buddies', ya know? She said, "Especially after a night of 'shooters'."

"I thought you told me that you had never 'done' black when we met that black couple at the house party," I said, looking at her to the side.

"Guys, I'd never done black guys, is what I meant to say," grinning at me with the ultimate shit-eating grin.

"So, do you want me to give you guys some space this weekend?" I asked her.

"Oh, hell no, baby, I don't know that anything is going to happen between her and I. Hell, I haven't seen her in several years and I have no idea where her head is, regarding sex. In college, it was all about stretching the balloon, seeing how far we could get before it popped, ya know?"

I did know.

"So how was golf today?" I heard Ree ask, as she and Chandra came into the kitchen, from the garage. She had picked up Chandra early at the hotel, driven back to the house to drop off Chandra's bag, and off they went, with the Saturday Real Estate section in hand.

"Let's just say that none of the big guns on the PGA tour have to worry about me overtaking them any time soon." Laughing as I said it, because it was one of those punishing days all golfers have.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby," Ree said, "That sucks when that happens," kissing me on the cheek. "Chandra and I are going to shower up and all, okay?" she finished saying.

"Steaks are seasoned, marinated, and ready for the grill. Potatoes are already on, and I'll leave the salad thing to you girls. I'm going on the deck and have a drink. Yell when you want me to throw the meat on, but don't wait too long," closing the door behind me as I walked onto the deck.

I checked the temp of the grill, moved the potatoes around, and took a seat on the chaise. It was peaceful, quiet, no noises but some birds, somewhere. The Scotch was going down smoothly, tingling as it worked its way down the throat, a good tingle. It was too nice of a moment to waste, so I fished the doobie I had rolled, earlier, out of my shirt pocket, and fired it up.

"I hope you'll share that," I heard from behind me, scaring the bejesus out of me.

"Damn, you scared me. I didn't even hear you walk out," handing her the joint.

"Sorry, didn't mean to," taking a lungful of the smoke.

"Ree really looks good," she continued, "She had big boobs in college but I swear they're bigger than I remember. Did she have some 'work' done?"

"Nope, they're real and they're all her."

"Damn!" was all she said, taking the joint from me.

I had just taken the last toke, popping the roach into my mouth afterwards, when I heard Ree come out onto the deck.

"You better tell me that you have another one all ready to go," she said, jokingly. I didn't but that situation was remedied quickly, this time a big, fat one, for the three of us to share, and a couple of more for 'later', whenever that would be.

The girls took one of the smaller doobs with them when they went to fix the salad, while I put the steaks on. Looking over my shoulder, into the kitchen, I saw the girls laughing, giggling, and pushing against each other playfully. They were enjoying their reunion, and I was glad for them. When Ree rushed off to the restroom last night, it was because she was sure that she had recognized Chandra in the club, couldn't believe it was really her when she caught her in the hallway to the restrooms.

Serendipity at work, I would say.

The food was great, the clean up was quick, and the drinks were made. Turned out that Chandra liked 151 Rum and cola as much as Ree did. What the hell, throwing caution to the wind, when in Rome...

Tuning into a really good weekend Jazz station from one of the colleges, the sounds immediately threw the house into a different vibe, a very mellow, cool vibe. It was Ree, of course, who suggested that we hit the hot tub. It was me, of course, that was asked to go outside and turn it on, take off the cover, etc. What's new?

Returning into the house, I walked in on Chandra and Ree breaking off a kiss. Interesting, I thought, but, okay.

"Ladies, we'll give it five minutes and the tub will be deliciously warm and waiting," I announced, picking up their glasses for a refill. They stayed close, on the couch, both of them smiling, silent.

"Honey," called Ree from the living room to me as I was fixing more drinks, "Chandra's okay without suits, since she didn't bring one. That okay with you?"

Is the Pope Catholic?

"Yeah, sure, I'll suffer through the sight of you two naked beauties," I called back to them, "it's just another downside of being married to a good looking woman," walking back, with the drinks.

Chandra and Ree were disrobing, staring at each other, not even noticing me.

Okay, I thought, I think I see where this is going to go, and it looks like I'll be watching tonight. Okay, I can live with that.

Ree's a 36 C/D cup size, and I judged Chandra to be a 32 C; it turned out I was right, because I asked her. And then, she kissed me. A nice, soft, wet kiss that sent a wake up call to my semi-erect dick.

Breaking away from the kiss, Chandra lifted her glass to me, grabbed Ree by the hand and walking out with Ree, said to me, "Gonna get your clothes wet if you don't get out of them."

The steam, rising from the water, gave the appearance of a soft haze, in the light of the full moon high above the deck. Ree and Chandra were kissing, each with an arm around the other, and each, with a hand on the other's breast.

"Baby, before you get in, would you mind getting another doob?" Ree purred, Chandra kissing the side of Ree's neck.

Ever the Boy Scout, I had brought one out with me.

"Whenever you two lovebirds are ready, I've got the goodies right here," I said, my teasing causing a suppressed giggle from each.

My erection was breaking the surface of the water and Chandra stared at it as she and Ree moved on either side of me. Ree simply wrapped her hand around it as she took a hit from the joint, between my fingers. When Ree pulled off of her hit, I held it for Chandra as she took her toke, her breasts all over my arm, feeling very good.

"My turn," Chandra said, placing her hand around my dick, looking at her hand stroking. Ree took her hand off of my dick, reached over and began fondling Chandra's breasts.

Ree kissed me, still fondling Chandra, and then Chandra kissed me, her hand stroking my dick with purpose, now. And just that quickly, her lips left mine, and her mouth surrounded my dick-head, sucking slowly, her tongue licking my precum.

"Baby," Ree said softly, "let's go fuck Chandra, right now, let's go fuck right now."

Ree went in first, hurrying so's not to drip too much water, getting towels for all of us, and we all quickly dried off, Chandra grabbing me by my dick, and pulling me into our master bedroom, through the slider. The girls got on either side of me, my arms around them both, kisses between us flying, their hands touching, feeling me, each other. To say the moment was intense would the grossest understatement of the year.

Ree moved down the bed, so that Chandra could straddle my head with her legs, slowly lowering her pussy to my mouth. Ree, lovingly, slowly was swallowing all of me, her lips tickling my trimmed pubes, her mouth stretched as wide as it could, and feeling great to me. Chandra's pussy was incredibly tasty, the pink of her lips, contrasting with her tawny skin, as I peeled back her pussy lips. I nibbled and sucked on the pink bud that is her clitoris, her breaths and sounds, becoming increasingly louder. And she came; she came in big gushing waves of orgasmic pleasure, her hands pulling my face deeper into her pussy, grinding against my tongue. And then, I came, my hips bucking with each ejaculation, Ree gulping, as she swallowed it, all of it.

We rested, all of us in one big heap, arms thrown akimbo, and fingers stroking warm skin. And slowly, surely, it started all over again. Chandra crawled between Ree's legs, Ree begging for one of us, any one of us, to get her off. As Chandra kissed her way down Ree's belly, dipping her tongue for a quick taste of Ree's pussy, she got on her knees, her ass in the air, and asked me to fuck her, to fuck her doggy style. Her delighted moan, muffled by her mouth being in Ree's pussy, still sounded so damned sensual as I slid into her, backing out to enter again, repeatedly, deeper each time.

It didn't take long for all three of us to be vocally expressing our rising orgasms, our anticipation of the release we all knew was about to happen. Chandra came first, spurring Ree, which spurred me. Chandra cried out, joyfully, as I drove deeper with each spasm, her sounds making, my already fabulous orgasm, even more so.

The movement in the bed is what woke me. I listened for a few minutes and then, opening my eyes towards the movement on the bed, I was greeted by the sight of Ree and Chandra in a delightful sixty-nine.

It was turning out to be a simply marvelous weekend.

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When Ree and I were still living in the condo, our next door neighbors were Rick and Teri. We became fast friends, truly enjoying each other's company. After we had begun dabbling in swinging, Ree and I had even discussed, between ourselves, the pros and cons of approaching Rick and Teri about some fun and games. But, we never did, and when we married and bought our house, they also soon moved shortly thereafter, but to another state.

We stayed in contact with each other, over the years, and would visit with each other, though nothing sexual ever happened between the four of us. That was to change, shortly before Ree and I divorced, but it wouldn't involve Ree.

After Ree and I separated, we were still talking, 'thinking' about giving it another try, but, in my head, I knew we were done, and, honestly, I was okay with that, ready to move on. The sex and swinging were never a factor in our breakup, so I can say now, after all these years, that my sexual escapades with Ree are looked back upon, by me, with some sort of bizarre fondness.

Rick and Teri knew, of course, by this time, what was going on with us. He called one evening, normal for the both of us, to keep in touch and frequently talk on the phone.

"Hey, bro, why don't you hop a plane and come out and visit us, it's not like you can't, you know," he said, laughingly.

"Yeah," laughing as I agreed, "you're right about that. In fact, you guys have been on my mind for quite a while lately, and, what the fuck, I'll call you tomorrow with my flight information, Okay?"

"Looking forward to it," Rick cheerfully replied, "and, bring your 'A' game," he said, saying a quick goodbye and ringing off.

Bring my 'A' game? Now, just what the fuck did that mean? If Rick had been a golfer, I'd brought my clubs, but he wasn't, and I wasn't planning on lugging the clubs for no reason. So, the rest of the week, I wondered exactly what he meant, and finally convinced myself that he was planning on some serious partying and herbal ingestion, as we had done so many fucking times in the past.

Okay, I was good with that, and began looking forward to seeing them again.

Flying into the Northwest, during the winter, usually meant it'd be wet, somewhere, and as we made our approach to the landing strip, the gray clouds and beads of moisture on the small windows of our plane, confirmed my thoughts.

I saw Teri first as I deplaned, and running up to me, she gave me a welcoming hug and kiss, a nice, warm kiss. Rick was next, not with a kiss, but with a welcoming hug.

Baggage retrieved, we hustled across to the 'close' parking lot, and jumped into their car. Teri turned in her seat as Rick maneuvered us out of the parking structure, and handed me a big fat doobie to light, and to take the first hit from.

Teri and I have always connected on many levels but none, as much, as our love for cannabis. Taking a huge lungful, I passed it on to Teri, and then, she to Rick, and by the time we reached their house, the mood was joyous, and stoned, very stoned. Been there, done that, and really enjoyed it whenever I could do it again.

"Where are the kids?" I asked, genuinely disappointed that they weren't there to see their favorite 'Uncle'.

"They're at Grandma's," Teri said, over her shoulder, lugging my bag to the guest room.

"Teri and I decided that we'd like an 'adult' weekend, for a change, I hope you don't mind. You'll see them before you leave, I promise," Rick chimed in.

"Nah, I'm good with an adult weekend-whatever they meant by that-but I do want to see them, before I leave, Okay?"

"Count on it," Teri said, jumping on the kitchen bar stool, next to me, hugging me again. "Damn, but I'm glad you came out," she said, a big smile on her face.

Rick made us some Bloody Marys, the celery stalks and olives, to be our lunch as it turned out. The afternoon was spent chit-chatting, catching us up on each other's lives. Around four in the afternoon, Teri said that she was going to hit the shower first, in preparation for a planned dinner in the 'old town' section of their city.

While she was gone, Rick and I did a couple of more hits using his one-hit pipe that I had given him one birthday, as a 'semi' joke gift. It was really a great pipe and I was glad to see that he still had it.

"Teri and I have had a bit of a rough patch lately, but we're working through it," he said, looking at me with a seriousness I hadn't seen on Rick very often.

The short version is this.

They were spending the weekend with friends, a couple of months ago, without the kids. Everybody had gotten fairly lubricated with booze and weed, and Rick and the other wife, left the movie they were all watching, leaving their spouses to finish the movie, alone. Rick said that he'd awaken an hour or so later, saw that Teri was still not in bed, and decided to back to the den to join Teri and the husband. When Rick came down the stairs, he saw Teri and the husband engaged in some serious fooling around on the couch where they had all been sitting, watching the movie.

The husband had his hand in Teri's panties, her jeans on the floor; they were kissing hard, the sounds of pleasure not as soft as they might have thought. Teri had her hand wrapped around his dick, giving him a slow handjob as they kissed. They heard him on the stairs, and the resulting brouhaha, woke up the wife. A horrible evening of recriminations, crying, anger, and all of those emotions followed, and in the morning, Rick and Teri left, not saying goodbye.

"It was a shock, you know?" he said, his disappointment and sadness very evident.

"Yeah, Rick, I do know, I know more than you can imagine," I replied.

"She loves me. I know she does, but, and I admit she's right about this, our sex lives, with the kids and all, has gotten kind of stale and boring. When she unloaded all of this on me, in the back of my mind I knew she was right, because I had been thinking the same thing, thinking along the same lines, you know?"

I just looked down at the pipe, loaded it again, took a hit and passed it to him and said, "Once again, my friend, you have no fucking idea how much I know of which you speak."

Rick looked at me with a quizzical expression.

We were silent, for a long time, now hearing the blast of Teri's hairdryer raging from their bedroom's open door.

"Are you familiar with swinging?" he asked suddenly.

After what seemed like an hour of laughing, from me, I collected myself, and told him to sit back, and listen.

By the time Teri had joined us again, I had just finished filling Rick in on the past several years of Ree and me and of our involvement in the swinging scene in our city. He had just listened, smiling, laughing along with me when I did, and, for the first time today, in a seemingly, happier and relaxed mood.

"What have you bad boys been up to?" Teri said, reaching for the stash and the pipe.

"I'll leave it up to you, Rick, I'm going to shower," and getting up, I went upstairs to clean up and dress for dinner.

I returned to find Teri cleaning some herb, and hearing the sound of the shower from their room, I knew where Rick was. She and I just made chit-chat, and soon left for dinner, a fresh load of smoke shared by the three of us.

Dinner was great, the laughter and fun shared by us, going a long way to make me even gladder that I came out to see them. We talked about checking out some Jazz Clubs in the district, but in the end, opted to return home, where we could smoke and drink and not worry about being busted, or worse, getting into an accident.

The message light was blinking when we got back to their place at around eight thirty of so. It was Teri's mom, it was a crisis. The youngest one, the daughter, had gone and left her 'sleeping blankie' behind and couldn't be consoled. Was there anyway that Rick could bring it over so that the little one could go to sleep?

Looking at each other with that, "you've got to be fucking kidding me expression", Rick, chivalrous as ever, said to Teri that he'd be back in an hour and we should get a jump start on the 'stoning'.

"No fucking sense in all of our nights being ruined," he said, good-naturedly, heading for the door.

Teri rose, kissed him and walked him to the door, the two of them in quiet, private conversation. Yelling goodbye, Rick was out of the door and gone in a flash.

"If you'd like to go downstairs and get a nice fire going," she said from the kitchen, "I'll fix us some drinks, grab the stash, and meet you downstairs, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan," I replied, getting up from the sofa and heading for their den, downstairs.

The fire was roaring when Teri joined me downstairs, having changed into a simple blouse and a pair of gym shorts. Handing me my drink, she sat down next to me and joined me in watching the flames dance.

"Rick brought me up to speed," she said as she nimbly rolled us a doobie, "when you went to shower."

"He said that you and Ree had even thought about approaching us," handing me the doobie, and holding my eyes with hers.

"Yeah, we did, but that was early on in our involvement. By the time we had enough confidence to do so, you guys had already moved. And whenever we saw each other again, it was always on a jammed-up weekend filled with activities and shit, and, well, we just never did," I said, as I handed her the doobie, trying my damndest to keep the smoke in as I talked.

"Too bad, you didn't," she said, taking a hit, "I 'think' we would have been receptive. God knows Rick and I spent many a night talking about you two, about Ree's boobs and ass, and whether or not you were as large, 'down there', as your bulge indicated."

It took a second, but we both busted out laughing at what she had just said,

"Fucking weed! It always makes me so fucking mouthy," she said, still laughing.

The drinks, the smoke, the fire, hell, it was all good that night. We grew silent, both of us, the smoke now catching up to us in a big way, and we sort of melted back into the cushions of the couch, watching the 'light show' that the fireplace had going on.

We were both clearly zonked by now. In that happy place that good weed and strong drink brings you to. Teri laid her head on my shoulder; I instinctively put an arm around her, drawing her into a comfortable niche in my body, feeling her settle into a coziness, her feet drawn up, underneath her.

"That night," she said after a while, "the night that Rick caught Barry and I fooling around, Rick doesn't, can't know, but I had been 'mind-fucking' different guys for months."

"I hope I was one of your lucky 'mind-fucks'," I said, hoping to lighten the mood.

"Oh yea, baby, you were definitely in the mix, a lot," she said, dead-pan serious.

"Was it good?" I joked.

"It was fucking fabulous," she replied, getting up to get us fresh drinks.

She returned, smiling, seemingly in a lighter mood and we both pulled hard at our cocktails, the rum overload, stinging a bit at first, but, in a good way. Putting our drinks on the coffee table at the same time, she looked at me, and just that quick, we were in each other's arms, kissing deeply, her mouth sucking my tongue into its warmth. Her hand found my crotch, wrapping around my growing thickness, squeezing it wantonly. Taking me with her as she laid against the couch, her head on the arm, her body stretching out, we continued to kiss, continued to stoke the fires that were burning so damned hot now, in both of us.

My hand moved to her blouse, undoing the buttons until her blouse fell apart, exposing her small, firm breasts. Ree was a 'D' cup and Teri struggled to fill a 'B'. But, I like small, I like being able to surround a breast with my mouth, to suck it into my mouth, to play my tongue over a hard nipple. When I moved my head and did that to Teri, she moaned, her grasp on my cock through my pants, tightening, her fingers feeling, squeezing me.

"You have no idea how much I want to crawl between your legs and fuck you," I said between my sucking of her breasts, both of them now.

"You have no idea how much I want you to," she said, fumbling with my zipper, finally able to pull my cock out of my pants, now at full erection.

And then we heard the garage door opening from above, and as we scrambled to an upright position, she leaned into me and said, "See you in a bit," kissing me as she stood up and fluffed up her short hair as I tucked my dick back into my pants, zipping up afterwards.

As Rick started down the stairs, she turned to walk over to him, her blouse still open, her tits exposed, still wet from my mouth. Before I could say anything, she met Rick at the bottom of the stairs, Rick looking at her opened blouse, and reaching up with her mouth, she kissed him deeply. Breaking off the kiss, she started up the stairs, saying over her shoulder, "I'll be upstairs."

Seeing the discomfort with the situation on my face, Rick smiled, and said, "Relax, sit down, light a doobie for us."

He joined me and we exchanged the joint until it was gone, neither of us saying a word.

"We've decided to explore swinging," Rick said, suddenly, "and we'd like the first time, as a couple, to be with you, in a threesome. I think we will like the change but that first time, we both want it to be with someone who means something special to us."

"So that's why you invited me out?" I asked, surprised by his statement, but not put off by it.

"That was some of it," he replied, "but not entirely. Even if a threesome didn't happen, we've missed you and wanted to see you."

Hearing the shower turn off upstairs, we both looked towards the ceiling. Hell, I hadn't even heard it turn on, I thought to myself.

"And Teri?"

"She's waiting for us," he said, looking at me with a small smile on his face.

I finished my drink, he loaded the one-hitter and we finished it. He rolled a fat doobie for the three of us and, standing, nodded his head towards the stairs.

The bedroom was lit by candles, casting shadows and soft light all over the room. Teri was lying on top of the turned-down bed, her skin still glistening and pink from her shower, her nipples both hard and erect. She had her eyes closed and her hand was slowly playing with her pubic hair.

Rick began to disrobe, and following his lead, I did the same, crawling onto the bed on one side, he on the other. Wordlessly, he brought his mouth to her breast and I leaned into her and kissed her, my hand replacing hers between her now-spreading thighs. As Rick sucked and licked Teri's breasts, I kissed her passionately, my index finger now sliding slowly in and out of her very wet pussy. Her hand found my cock first, then his. She pulled on both of our cocks, squeezing as she did so, and a murmur of contentment escaping from our mouths as we held our kiss. I felt a shift on the bed, feeling Rick moving to a kneeling position near Teri's head, and I broke off our kiss and moved my mouth to her now wide-opened legs, to her pussy. As I sucked her clit between my lips, letting my tongue play over it, I looked up and saw her take Rick into her mouth.

Rick came after holding off as long as he could, and immediately after he pulled out of her mouth, she pulled me up, pulled me so that I could enter her with my cock, a loud sigh escaping her cum-stained lips as I sank my dick into her. We quickly got into a rhythm and sooner than either of us wanted to, we came together.

But we went back for seconds, and thirds, and by four o'clock in the morning, none of us had anything left. I kissed her goodnight and returned to my guest bedroom, exhausted but sated.

The next day, after we had gone out for breakfast and groceries, was spent drinking some, smoking herb a lot, and every once in a while, Teri would take one of us upstairs to their bedroom to fuck. We did the threesome thing again, that evening, but downstairs in the den, with me fucking her from the rear as she sucked Rick off.

The last day of my visit, I heard Rick leave to go and pick up the kids, and before I could get out of bed, Teri walked in, taking off her clothes as she did.

"One more, babycakes, one more while I can," she said.

She crawled unto the bed, pushing me down on my back, while straddling my body. Her hand quickly had my cock up and running and as she mounted me, slowly sinking her pussy down my shaft, she said, "Hold back your cum as long as you can. I'm going to get off first but then, I want to suck you one more time and have you cum in my mouth."

Hell, I thought, I'm good with that.

And, so it was, exactly how she wanted it to be. She did, indeed, get off quickly, a couple of times, in fact. When I could hold off no longer, and it was a chore holding back from Teri's excellent sucking abilities, I exploded into her mouth, the volume almost choking her, but she lovingly and greedily sucked me dry, taking her time licking me clean, afterwards.

I got to spend time with their kids, the trip to the airport a big adventure for them. Rick hugged me tight in goodbye and whispered a soft, but heartfelt, "thank you for this," before breaking apart.

Teri kissed me goodbye, our mouths open just a bit more than a friendly kiss should be, our tongues briefly touching.

And, I left, to fly the friendly skies back home.

Epilogue

Teri and Rick remain close friends to this day. There would be more sex between us over the ensuing years, but those tales will be told, at another time, for they also involve another person.

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Ree will be the first to admit that when it came to driving the train named swinging, she was the engineer of our particular line.

There were times when she'd express a desire to give our participation in the lifestyle a break, and we would. I had no problem with that, that's the thing about the lifestyle, that it's something done, or not done, together. To me, it's a simple concept. When Ree would begin to feel her estrogen begin to stir, she'd suggest that maybe we ought to go to The Club since we hadn't been there in a while. That was Ree-speak for, "I'm ready, let's go fuck somebody."

Again, the driving force, for me, in swinging is doing the forbidden together, enjoying societal taboos together, that's key for me. After we had both crossed the bridge, telling the other of sexual trysts with others by either of us, was sharing, enjoying it together, albeit, separately.

This latest break from swinging was into its eight month and, I was really fine with it. Did I like the lifestyle? Yes, I did, but not enough to break my word to Ree, not enough to break the bond of trust. I still had the situation with Harri that I dealt with on a frequent basis, the guilt, several times, 'almost' making me confess to Ree about the events of Harri's last visit with us. But, in the end, reasoned thinking convinced me that the only purpose such a confession would serve, would be to serve me, to assuage my conscience. That wasn't enough reason to bring trouble into Harri's life or her and Ree's family, should it get out. And it always gets out, somehow, someway.

The eight months stretched into a year, our relationship not suffering from the lack of partners in bed with us. On the outside, as far as I knew, Ree was as content as I was with our latest break, never expressing a desire to return to it. Again, I was okay with that because if both partners are not willing, there's no point.

Or so, I thought.

The beginning of the end happened by a chance encounter, at a hardware store for God's sake, with a husband we knew from The Club. We hadn't seen each other in over a year, since we hadn't been to the club, and while we were friendly, we weren't 'buds'.

"Good to see again, where the fuck have you been?" John said to me as he saw me in the screws section. Apropos, don't you think? We made our way to the check out counter, make banal chit-chat in the queue. We walked outside together, and before parting, his last comment turned the sun dark, the sky black, and the ground beneath my feet, to quiver.

"Good to see you again," reaching to shake my hand in goodbye, "but don't be such a stranger to The Club. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's good that your wife still stops in to party from time to time, but I know my gal would love another romp with you."

He was saying something else, but I couldn't process whatever it was. My head was trying to process what I had just heard, making me question if I heard correctly. I vaguely remember that I waved him off and turned to go to my car, my head still swimming.

I don't know how long I sat there, running the conversation again and again through my head. Starting my car, I remember pulling out of my parking slot, and then, I was in my driveway, sitting in my car, my hands over the keys, but the motor still running. I cannot remember, no matter how hard I tried to, the drive between the store and my home. Not a good thing. Never a good thing.

Ree was off shopping, I was told, but obviously, now, I questioned that. I questioned a lot of things over the past year, that hit me as quirky in their content, but I never made that leap, thinking she was off fucking someone. After all, we had agreed, hadn't we?

Now, I'm not one to go off half-cocked, no pun intended, at situations. I'm a reasonable individual, and reasoned. Nothing would be served by me launching into a diatribe of accusations at Ree; if they were true, she would deny, and if they weren't true, she'd be hurt and angry at me for even thinking that she violated our 'trust'. Thinking it through, I decided to be watchful, more questioning of her errands, and to 'pay attention' a bit more, not just accepting.

The next few weeks were a jumble for me, my mind reeling because I started replaying events of the last year that now, in hindsight, appeared questionable and suspicious. The flat tire, as a late excuse, running into an old friend as another one, etc. etc. Not believing that I was coming to this decision, I decided to find out for myself, to give her an opportunity to 'cheat', if that's what she was doing. Once decided, I formulated a plan, still not believing this, that I was actually doing this. I take no pride in the fact that I was going to spy on Ree, but that was what I was going to do.

Informing Ree, that night, that a last-minute business 'thing' had arisen, I told her that I'd be out of town Monday and Tuesday nights, not at home the entire week, as I had planned.

I left Monday morning, bags in hand as I always did on my business trips. She kissed me goodbye at the door, lovingly, nicely, causing me to question just what the hell I was doing, but kissing her back, I left for the airport. I parked in the short term lot, walked across to the terminal and caught a shuttle to the rental car agency and picked up the reservation. I drove to a hotel, near to my home, but not one that we ever frequented for the lounge or club, on-site.

And then, I watched, I watched from a shopping center parking lot that faced our entryway into our subdivision. I drove by home after a few hours, quickly so's not to be recognized, a hat on my head, something I never wore usually. No strange cars in front of, or near my home, the garage door up, Ree's car still inside. I returned to my spy spot in the shopping center.

Near dusk, just about the time I was berating myself for my foolishness, I saw Ree's car driving out our entryway, turning right. I quickly started my rental, broke a couple of good-driving rules and managed to get behind her, but two cars back, but where I could see and react to her driving.

I followed her to a bar across town from our 'burb. I watched her adjust herself, checking her reflection in the glass of her car door, and watched her walk in, alone. She had chosen one of her most favorable outfits, one that accentuated her breasts and ass. I waited, for a couple of hours before I saw the bar door opening and Ree walking out with two guys. Two guys that I sure as hell didn't know, but judging by the familiarity of Ree with them, she did.

They walked her to her car, she kissing each one, one at a time, passionately from what I could see. One of the two guys walked away, saying something to Ree and the other guy, what, I could not hear, of course. I watched as Ree and her 'friend' got into Ree's car, Ree driving. I watched as they fell into each other's arms in a passionate embrace, kissing each other passionately. I watched as Ree started her car, buckled in, and drove away.

It's surprisingly easy to tail someone, at night especially, easier than I thought it would have been. When I saw her turn into our entryway to the subdivision, I backed off, sure in my own head, where they were heading. She turned, I drove past, continuing for a mile or so, before I u-turned and headed back.

I parked on the street, next to a neighborhood park, the sight of parked cars against the curb here, not an unusual sight. There were walking trails that were often used in the evening as it was a safe spot to be out.

Walking the three blocks back to my neighborhood, it was dark now, the lights on in my neighbors' homes, life in the 'burbs, going on as usual. Approaching my home, I saw an unknown car parked in front of the house, no one inside of it. Walking to my side gate, I quietly let myself in, making little or no noise, certainly nothing loud enough from inside of the house. I felt like a peeping tom, in my own yard, as I quietly made sure that there was no one on the deck.

Listening, I could hear the sounds of music coming from inside of the house. Positioning myself at a vantage point near one of our big trees, I could clearly see into the living room, through the sliders that led out onto the deck. We never, ever closed our blinds on that slider, both of us enjoying the view it gave us of the woods and fields, directly behind our house. Since the house was on higher ground, no one could see into the house from the woods, but we could see down into them, from the edge of the deck.

Ree was sitting on the couch, the two strangers, strangers to me anyway, on either side of her. She had her arms around the necks of both guys, her head turning between the two, kissing each passionately on their 'turn'. One of the guys had his hand under Ree's sweater, the movement clearly indicating that he was feeling her up, playing with her breasts. The other guy had his hand up her hiked-up skirt, and though I couldn't see clearly, there was no doubt in my mind as to what that hand was doing, between her partly opened legs.

I was dumb-struck with shock, hurt, and every negative emotion that I could think of. The funny thing is that my first thought was that this was a 'karmic payback' from my fling with Harri. I realize, now, that I was trying to rationalize her behavior. She didn't know about Harri, I quickly reasoned, so this had nothing to do with that.

I watched as she lifted her hands above her head so that they could remove her sweater. I watched as they each took one of her breasts into their mouths, her hands going to each crotch, rubbing each guy through their pants. I watched as they got her out of her skirt and out of their own clothes. I watched as one kneeled on the couch for Ree to suck his cock, as the other guy went to his knees, on the floor, between her legs, his head diving into her pussy. I watched her get off, and get the guy off that she was sucking. I watched as they each took a turn at fucking my wife, in my house, on my living room floor.

I quit watching, and walked deliberately to the side of the house again, deciding on what I would do next. Yes, I thought of violence, but as I've said before, I'm a reasonable person, not a stupid one.

Using the slider key from the hidey-hole on the deck, I let myself into our master bedroom, quietly. I retrieved my small semi-automatic, and slipped it into my coat pocket, handy if I needed it, praying that I wouldn't. But, there was two of them, and only one of me. Better safe than sorry.

And just like that, I walked out of the bedroom door, down my hallway, and stood at the end, watching as the second guy, not the guy that rode with Ree, popped his load, Ree reaching hers at the same time. And then, I walked out into the foyer, facing into the sunken living room.

"You have two minutes to get your asses out of my house," I announced as menacingly as I could, "on your own, or in a body bag, the choice is yours."

The shocked silence from the living room was heavy in the air. But, those two broke a record for getting pants on and themselves out of my house. Inside of my head, I breathed a sigh of relief, and hearing them speed off, I turned my attention to Ree, who was staring at me from the floor of the living room, her mouth open, her brain trying to say something.

"Get dressed Ree," I said, turning to return to the bedroom, to put the gun away, locking it up.

I returned to the living room, fixed myself a drink at the wet bar in the adjoining den, and sitting in an armchair, I sat down as Ree had gotten herself dressed again, and head down, sat on the couch.

"How long, Ree?" I asked, taking a sip of my scotch over rocks, "And don't tell me this is the only time, don't fucking insult me anymore than you already have."

"Baby," she began to say, but her voice falling silent, searching for words.

"No, not 'Baby'," I said again, "how long?" I persisted.

And she began bawling, gathering herself into a corner of the couch, her arms hugging a couch-pillow to her chest, her very being, seemingly shrinking into itself.

And then, she began to tell me.

And, I listened, listened to it all, not believing what I was hearing, but then, I wouldn't have thought we would have ever had this conversation.

After she grew silent, her eyes on mine, I stood and simply said, "It's over, Ree, it's done and fucking over. Find a lawyer for yourself, and find a place to live, you have a month."

And I walked out, retrieved my rental, found a liquor store, and returned to the hotel, to drink myself into a stupor, finally drinking myself into a, not so restful sleep.

It turned out that the thrill in swinging, for Ree, wasn't the shared encounters, but the 'secret' ones that turned her on. It turned out that, for every encounter she told me about, there were probably two that I didn't know about. It turned out that she was equally free with sharing her body, sharing with men and women, people that I didn't know, so that I wouldn't find out. It turned out that her first marriage had ended because of her cheating on her husband, and not because of the bullshit reason she told me about he being abusive. It turned out that she continued to have her flings after we had agreed to take a break, that she had never thought about her secret sex life being part of our shared agreement. It turned out all to be a lie.

Should I have seen it coming? Probably so, but I was actually naïve enough to believe that we were truthful with each other. Hey, I'm not holding myself on any high moral ground here, but I can say, truthfully, that when we agreed to stop the swinging, I stopped. I stayed true to our promise to each other to 'give it a break'. I regretted, even more, my fling with her younger cousin, Harri, the only sexual fling I ever had, that I didn't tell Ree about.

She can't say that, she can't say there was only one.

That doesn't make me the 'better' person, not even close.

There's more than enough blame to go around for both of us, on many different levels. At the end of the day, however, it was the breaking point for me; not the sex with others, it was never about the sex with others. It was about the breaking of a bond, of a trust, and it was the one thing I couldn't get over.

The thing about swinging is that it's definitely not for everyone, and truth be told, probably not for most. The thing about swinging is that it's a 'sharing' of sex with others, that sharing, with the someone you care about. The sex is recreational; the bond of sharing is what's precious. To do otherwise, is, cheating, plain and simple.

Epilogue

I stayed single for two years before I met my bride of today, Jesse. We've been married for twenty-two wonderful years now, with no secrets between us, never any secrets between us. She's known everything about Ree and I, of our involvement in swinging, from the time we both realized that we were seriously serious about each other, much to our own chagrin. When we met, the last thing either of us was looking for was a 'serious' relationship. Surprise! When you least expect it....

Yes, we participated in the lifestyle, but as a couple, always as a couple, and never because she was forced to, never. She has a story to tell, a story that she wants to tell, from her perspective, from the perspective of a willing participant. And share it she shall, with her words and thoughts, my only input being the writing of her dictation about her view of that part of our lives.

Stay tuned.

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Trailer Trash Party. Hot soccer moms

"Hey lady, Whatcha doing?" Dianne asked Susan over the telephone.

"Just cleaning my house." She replied. "What do you have in mind?"

'There is a costume party tonight at Dan's farm. Everyone is dressing as Trailer Trash. I thought you would like to go."

Susan laughed at the suggestion. "Trailer Trash Night Huh?" she said with a smile.

"Come on it will be fun. You haven't been out in weeks" Dianne prompted

Susan knew that most of Dan's friends were bikers and his parties usually turned out to be wild ones.

"Ok what time" Susan answered grudgingly

"Pick me up at 8pm. Wear something slutty cause I will"

Susan laughed and said "You want to look slutty for Dan. Ok seeya then"

Dan was Dianne's on again off again boyfriend who leaves her for a different woman about every other month. Susan finished cleaning her house and walked up stairs to the shower.

After the shower, she looked in her closet for the perfect costume. Her perfect Trailer Trash outfit was her old pair of denim bib overalls and a tube top. After adorning her outfit, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. The old pants had several tears and missing buttons. The sides of the bibs were not able to be buttoned and everyone would see that she was without underwear.

"She wanted slutty" she said with a smile. The outfit was complete with the three toe rings on each foot and the ankle bracelets.

Susan started her old pickup and drove the short ride to Dianne's home. She walked into Dianne's house and called for her. Dianne ran down the stairs like a school girl.

"Nice bathing suit you almost are wearing." Susan said with a smile.

The suit barely covered her nipples and was practically transparent.

"It's called a Wicked Weasel. Do you like it?" Dianne asked with a gleam in her eye

"Girl, you could be arrested for wearing that." Susan replied

"Thanks. That's the look I wanted. I have one for you also" she replied with a wink.

Dianne looked at what Susan was wearing and said "Loose the tube top and the outfit will be perfect"

Susan laughed and said "Oh so we can share a jail cell together?"

"Exactly"

Susan pulled the tube top off and re-snapped the overalls. The bibs barely covered the nipples. "Do you think you should wear something to cover yourself on the way over?" She asked Dianne.

"I guess so." She ran upstairs and returned wearing a short denim skirt. They walked to the pickup and drove away.

"Can we stop for cigarettes? I'm almost out" Dianne requested. Susan nodded and pulled into the convenience store. Both women walked into the store to the delight of the pimple faced clerk.

"We made his day." Dianne beamed proudly as they sat in the truck and both laughed.

The driveway to Dan's farm was filled with all sorts of trucks and motorcycles. Music could be heard blaring from the back yard. They walked around the back of the house and were amazed at the quantity of people. There was a live band playing. Most of the people were drunk. Dan waved at them and brought over two beers. He kissed Dianne and said

"Wow" as he saw her bikini top.

There was a topless girl walking around giving our jello shooters filled with alcohol. There was also shots flowing freely throughout the place. They met some old friends and well as some new people. It didn't take long for the women to consume enough alcohol to start loosing their inhibitions.

Susan looked up to see two men with Dan that she had never met. One was a tall tattooed man with long hair pulled into a pony tail. He was wearing a denim vest, jeans and biker boots. The other man was a very tall black man wearing a leather vest and tight jeans. Dan walked over and introduced the men to them. The guy with the ponytail was introduced as Tony and the black was Goose.

She could feel the men eyeing her and it felt exciting. The men sat on each side of her on the porch swing. She was flirting with them as more alcohol was consumed. Goose lit a joint and they shared it.

Tony asked if she wanted to dance. She followed him up to dance. The song was fast and she found herself watching his body as they danced. The next song was a slow one and he reached over and pulled her close. His strong tattooed arms held her tight. His hands were on her hips and she felt his excitement as she was pulled closer. His lips met hers and their tongues were exploring each others mouths. His hands reached inside her pants, groping her ass. A soft moan left her lips.

After the song, she went back over and sat down on the porch swing next to Goose and Tony sat on the other side. After another joint, Tony pulled her closer and began to kiss her. He unsnapped her bibs and allowed them to fall. His hands started pulling and twisting her nipples. Goose then pulled her pants the rest of the way off. Four hands were groping her naked body and she loved it.

She unsnapped Tony's pants and pulled his hardened cock out. As she bent over to taste it, Goose positioned himself behind her. She opened her mouth and took Tony in while she could feel Goose behind her. He plunged himself in her wet pussy and she gagged momentarily. Tony pulled her red hair as she sucked him while Goose fucked her hard and fast. She felt possessed by them. Tony soon filled her throat with his cum and she felt Goose going harder.

"Fucking bitch I want to cum inside you." He said.

"Fucking bitch, I like the sound of that" she thought.

Goose filled her with his cum and she could feel it running down her leg. "Bitch, clean my cock" Goose ordered.

She turned around and licked him clean. He pulled out and made her lay on the grass.

"Make yourself cum slut" Goose ordered.

She lay back onto the ground and her right hand started pulled her nipple while her left began massaging her clit. Goose watched intently as she masturbated.

"oh Fuck Yes Yes Mmmm" she cried out as the orgasm hit.

She opened her eyes to see Tony walking toward her. He said. "Put this on. We're leaving."

He threw the other "wicked weasel" bikini at her. She knew this outfit would not be proper for being in public but didn't care. As she walked around the front of the house, she saw that Dianne was in Dan's Suv . She sat in the backseat. She was flanked by Goose and Tony. The men attached collars and leashes to each woman. The SUV pulled out of the drive and she felt hands groping her willing body.

The driver pulled into the National Bar; a well known biker bar. Goose led them into the bar by their leash. The floor of the smoke filled bar was littered with dirt, ashes, cigarette butts and spit. Several of the patrons watched them as they were paraded through the bar. She was on display as his toy; she felt so decadent. They led her into the back room and there were several bikers there.

"What you got there Goose?" a middle aged biker asked

"We got us some fine sluts that need fucked," Goose answered.

"Is that so?" the man asked.

"yep, tell him bitch" and he pulled Susan's hair.

"I'm a slut that likes to fuck" she said looking down.

Goose ripped her top off and said "Lookee at these tittees. She likes em pulled"

He twisted her nipple and smacked her ass. She moaned. The others gathered around. She could Dianne getting the same treatment. Her body was bent over a small table and her arms and legs tied to the table legs. While her naked body was on display, the patrons took turns invading her pussy and ass with beer bottles, cue sticks and fingers. Men lined up in front of her mouth as well.

It all seemed like a dreamas the men called her names while fucking her three orifices. Her body seemed to be on a perpetual orgasm. Guys spilled beer on her as a joke. The truth was that she liked being treated like this. She was soon pulled off the table and dropped on the dirty floor. She looked over and saw that Dianne was next to her. She looked up and saw that the guys were circled around she and Dianne. They started masturbating. She and Dianne were in a circle jerk. She soon felt the hot semen hitting their bodies. It was in their hair, face and stomach.

One of the guys said, "Make em eat each other out" She had never been with another woman.

Goose yelled at her, "Bitch, clean her cunt out."

Susan rolled over and found her face between Dianne's legs. She lowered her mouth and tasted the semen. She began to lick at her. Susan could hear Dianne's groans. Dianne's legs squeezed her head as the orgasm hit. She could hear the men laughing. Tony reached over with his foot and gently pushed her off Dianne.

"Get the fuck out of here sluts." They were led to the front door and pushed outside, completely nude.

"Girlfriend, you look like shit" Susan joked at Dianne.

Dianne laughed and said "I told you it would be fun"

The walk to Susan's truck was only a few blocks but seemed an eternity as they feared seeing a car or worse yet a policeman. They made it to the truck and drove to Dianne's house. Dianne asked her to come in to clean up. After a hot shower and a cup of tee, Dianne walked over to Susan and said

"You know You made me feel so good I would love to repay the favor." Susan smiled and took Dianne's hand as they walked upstairs.

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Train Fhair. hot moms over 40

My Aunt is a high-class whore. I had finished college and was sent to Mumbai to stay with her as I was training with a company, which manufactured air conditioners. Mumbai intimidated me as I came from a small town Bhopal and I was still had not had any sexual experience except when I felt my girlfriend’s breasts resulting in my being banished from hr presence. Of course I had seen a neighbor’s naked body when I went into her bedroom just as she was emerging from her bath with only a towel around her head. The sight of her naked hirsute body is still stuck in my head even though a few years have gone by. She had mammoth breasts and since the towel was perched on her head and she was holding it her thick jet-black bushy armpits was mouth watering. Long tufts of silky hair billowed out of her unshaven underarms and as I gazed down towards her pubic hair I saw a thick carpet of luxuriant jet-black hair between her legs. In embarrassment she rushed back in to the bathroom even as I woefully went away. Thereafter she moved away but images of her hairy body are affixed in my mind and there has never been a night when I have not masturbated thinking of hairy armpits.

My Aunt Sudha was only a few years older than me. She was very beautiful and living alone as her husband was in the merchant navy. I had the night shift and would leave home by 9PM to reach the suburb of Thane in time for the 11 PM shift and would return home only in the morning by 10 AM. Aunt Sudha normally kept a hot meal for me ready. I would let myself into her spacious apartment eat my meal alone and then catch with my sleep.

It all began when I had to return home suddenly I had gone to a friend’s place a few blocks away. I had left my wallet behind as I need money or my train fare I hurried home as I was already very late but I knew my colleagues would have covered up for me and anyway the long train journey ahead would give me enough time to think of an adequate excuse. I entered the flat just after midnight I tried to be as quiet as I could so as not to disturb Aunt Sudha. My room is just next to the door and a small corridor leads to the living room and further there are two more bedrooms.

I slipped into the flat noiselessly but I saw the lights on in the living room. Thinking it was on by mistake I started to go there to switch off the lights when I heard laughter and Aunt Sudha saying, “Stop it darling you are too big”.

I stopped in my tracks and I went to the kitchen from where you could see the living room. The light was off in the kitchen and I saw Aunt Sudha nude on her knees and there were three huge men in the room with her. One of them had a huge prick, which must have been at least 10 inches long, which he was pushing into her mouth. Another was gently kissing her thighs and like the neighbor I had seen in Bhopal Aunt Sudha had a massive muff. She raised up her arms and her underarms too were filled with coarse dark hair. She was a really erotic sight.

Another man’s crotch was directly above her head and she reached up and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. He didn't need any more coaxing and he was out of his clothes in a flash. He placed his balls to her lips and she began sucking on them while her hand wrapped around his thick cock. The man who was kissing her pubic hair moved and started licking her hairy underarms. “ Karim you are tickling me” Aunt Sudha exclaimed as his tongue moved into the tufty bush in her underarms. “Do you prefer me shoving my big cock in your armpits then. I have never fucked a woman in her bushy armpits and I know Vipin here likes a woman with bushy armpits and that’s why the bureau gave your name as well as Usha and Rehana. You should see their underarms they are hairier than any man and Sameer was keen to get them both as well but they were not available.” Karim said as he licked the long strands of jet-black hair in her unshaven armpits.

Aunt Sudha gobbled up the huge cock of the guy called Vipin. As he gently fucked her mouth, Sameer positioned himself between her legs. He teased the entrance to her hairy pussy with the head of his cock then slowly pushed it in halfway. She sucked Vipin's cock as she pulled Vipin's cock deep into her throat.

I was completely shocked at the turn of events even as a huge erection formed in my pants. Three men were fucking my Aunt Sudha and here I was watching her. I unzipped myself and pulled out my cock as I took in the sights. Karim had moved along side Vipin who was thrusting his cock into her mouth. Karim had a hairy body himself. His chest was covered with a thick covering of black hair which ran down till his pubic jungle from which sprang out his massive cock. Her fingers ran lovingly along his shaft and I could see she was finding it a little difficult to even get her fingers around the wide girth of Karim’s big cock, but she persevered admiringly.

Vipin was looking down at her as she slowly opened her mouth wider and wider, her tongue still teasing his sensitive glans. She kissed the head and lowered her mouth down. The swell of the man’s tool widened her lips as far as they would go and eventually she was able to take the head inside. Vipin gasped as her mouth closed tightly over his cock head. Like me Sameer was jerking his cock, which was massive in proportions as he toyed with long sweaty hair in her untrimmed hairy pits.

Aunt Sudha removed Vipin’s huge shaft from her wet mouth and tugged it comparing it with the huge prick in her other hand belonging to the hairy Karim. “Sameer who is bigger I think Karim is bigger” she smiled as jerked the two monster cocks and turning to Sameer she said put it in me! Stick that big cock inside me! Deep in my hairy pussy!”

I watched in awe as Sameer pushed the first two inches of his inflamed meat inside her body and egged on by his mates pushed more of his tool up her bushy pussy. He continued to rock his hips back and forth pushing more and more of his throbbing penis inside my Aunt’s body with each thrust. I could see the sweat beginning to form on his brow as he became more forceful and after a few more strokes he had finally managed to get his entire length completely inside Aunt’s pussy as his cock jammed into the crisp black hair at the juncture of her thighs.

Karim and Vipin were being jerked off but Karim pulled away and shoved his swollen penis into her mouth and started to fuck her face. She moaned aloud as she writhed in an orgasm. Beads of perspiration had formed in her bushy underarms as vipin pushed his cock into the thick brush of lush jet-black hair in her unshaven pits. I looked in amazement as Vipin ploughed into the thick tufty jungle in her armpits. I had never seen a woman with her armpits being fucked even in blue movies as his cock started getting lost in the bushy growth in her armpit forests. Half his cock, which was almost a foot long, had already disappeared in the jungle of hair and it seemed as if her armpit hair grew out at least six inches long. My own underarm hair hardly grew a couple of inches and here was the mighty engine of the huge man’s penis getting lost in the forest of hair in Aunt Sudha’s bushy pits.

Within a second or two Karim was pumping thick wads of creamy cum into Aunt Sudha’s waiting mouth. Vipin was not far behind as he started spurting jism in her hairy armpits. Her armpit hair was so thick that his cum stuck to the long bushy strands of hair in her pits. Sameer was pressing on ramming his erect penis into her. Bringing her to another climax Sameer starts to cum. He suddenly thrusts in hard and fills her pussy with his thick cum. I am also jerking my cock violently as I spill my cum all over the kitchen.

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