Group Sex


Ron gets to fuck Cindy

We had met Ron and Kat at a neighborhood meet and greet. We had quickly established that the four of us were swingers and they had invited Cindy and I to their home that evening along with a few other friends. Kat and Cindy had agreed that the first party fuck of the evening would be the four of us. I had fulfilled my mission, spurting my first load of the evening into Kat. Kat had sucked on my cock for a while and both Ron and I were hoping for me to cum in her mouth as he watched and as Kat's cunt was being pounded by another "guest". But her pussy had greater need so I followed her request and stuck my cock into the pool of cum already inside her. Ron was more of a watcher than I was.

A Doggie Licking 3Sum

I remember this day like it just happened, the heat between my thighs was beginning to take over my day. School had just let out, and I in my teens needed an orgasm. My clit was swollen from the wanted release. As I made it home, I was alone; my mom was at work and my brother football practice! Automatically removing my pants, while rubbing my pussy, no longer able to resist. I made it to my bedroom, dripping wet, as I spread my legs and rubbed my sweet cunt until the first orgasm came. I grabbed my brush, it had a handle on it like no other, and in fact that's why I bought it in the first place. I rode my brush letting my juices cover it, while I moaned and pretended to be fucked.

The woman down the street

There was an older man who lived across the street and a few doors away. I dont think I ever spoke to him, but we nodded and gave each other small smiles. He walked without a cane, but slowly. Still he was tall, thin had a full head of hair and showed all the signs of once having been a good looking man. I was pretty sure he lived alone. After a while I saw him less and less frequently, and I suspected he might be ill, or worse. Then one day I saw a newer sportier car in his driveway parked next to his aging Lincoln. It seemed logical that this was one of his children, having come to look after things, or worse.

Wives Who Fuck Other Men

Cindy and I were swingers, so it's obvious that she was a wife who fucked other men. But that's not what this is aboutI had fucked their wives too. I know, that makes no sense. And if they didn't have wives or girlfriends, she had fucked those other men in a party atmosphere that was impersonal. Names might not even be exchanged. Often her first contact with the guy was when his cock started entering her mouth, her pussy or even her ass. If words were exchanged, it might only be after cum had spewed into or onto her and usually both. Each might say: "Thanks" at best. She did tell me it wasn't necessary to thank the guy if you had a mouthful of his cum. Makes sense.

Sleep over with friends

Me and my wife were out in town with friends. It was absolutely chucking it down. At the end of the night my friend suggested we walk to his place for a few more drinks then taxi from there. He only lived two minutes from town so we agreed. Even in the short trip to his we got soaked to the bones. He got us towels and poured us a vodka. We had a few more drinks and watched the music channel. It was 3.25 am now so we told my friends we better get off. I got up to put my jacket on when my friend suggested we stay over. We didn't really want to taxi home in wet clothes so we decided to stay. My friends girl brought us a dressing gown each so we nipped to the bathroom and changed.

Cindy goes hunting for single men

Most male halves of couples try to keep single guys away from parties and clubs where they try to get their cocks into as many women as possible. However keeping a bunch of guys away from a romper room full of wet, naked, horny cunts and lips willing to wrap themselves around a nice long cock is a losing challenge once they get in the door. Women publicly agree with their men about keeping them out, but more for show. To a single guy, swingers are the greatest, a guaranteed fuck and blow job, often as many as you can handle in one night. No dinners or gifts to buy, no drama, complications, nor committments.

Cindy learns to like a cock in her Ass

I have blogged and storied at length about Cindy, her love of cock, sucking cock, fucking cock, (cocks actually, plural, lots of cocks), her pussy, her love of cum and her love of taking on many guys and the lifestyle we created which allowed her to do that and got me a wholesome share of pussy too. But anal has at best been a little rarely mentioned side dish. For me, not at all, never done anal, not even with Cindy. Just not my thing, I love pussy, a vagina, a cunt, a set of lips wrapped around my cock.

Fun at Ron and Kat's house

Cindy and I had just moved to a new house. At a neighborhood meet and greet, we met Ron and Kat. We quickly established that the four of us were swingers and they had invited us over that evening with a few of their other "friends". Around nine, we walked over to their house.Cindy had already fucked one of the neighbors earlier that day, his cock having been recommended by Kat, our hostess. Just like asking a neighbor for a recommendation on a good plumber or electrician, He was, per Kat, nice,, clean, discrete, no drama, and had a large cock. The owner of that large cock had repeatedly teased a flimsily covered nipple (or two) of Cindy's during an afternoon party and the nipple(s) had sent ...

Leanne (Chapter three)

Barry was indeed, able to cobble together a group of his friends who jumped at the chance of fucking Leanne. After all, the girl was a legend in the pub and was the subject of conversation and conjecture almost nightly, usually with a good amount of embroidery to the story. Her fame had not diminished in the slightest. And, like fishermen's exaggeration of dimensions, Leanne was capable of swallowing twelve inches of throbbing gristle. Reality says that she managed, perhaps, six inches at best. What wasn't embellished at all, was her willingness to accept cum, in copious amounts. The problem proved to be a location suitable for the occasion.

Leanne (chapter two)

"Where the fucking hell have you be..." Rob stood at the top of the stairs, arms akimbo, his face red with rage. Midway through the sentence, he realise Leanne looked as if she had been in a train wreck. "What the fuck happened to you?" He yelled, not moving off of his spot to allow her to pass. "Fucking hell Leanne, you smell like a whore and you're covered in goo. Where have you been?""Having a fucking good time." She answered and pushed past him. "What is that supposed to mean?" But he knew already that his girlfriend was splattered with spunk and judging by the amount, it was with more than one donor. "It means Rob, that I fucked a group of strangers in the car park on the common.