Mace and Ted brushed at the silken strands of the women as they greedily feasted on palpitating organs of hard, hot flesh. Deep sighs of contentment mixed with the moist sounds coming from the two females, and Ted and Mace leaned back and enjoyed the hungry attentions. Although Mace was aroused to a high pitch of lust, he fought to maintain his staying power. He, like his wife, had never before enjoyed sexual relations with anyone other than each other. Now, being naked and sucked by a woman he had known less than half an hour while his wife did the same to the woman's husband, he was hard put to keep from blowing the back of Judy's throat out.
'God,' Ted moaned, arching his pelvis up and down in rhythm with the clasping lips of Diane, 'She's a good cock-sucker… a real pro!'
'Yeah…' Mace groaned, shoving his penis hard into the throat of Judy. 'God, I'm… going… to blow…'
'Fill her cock-sucking mouth, man!' Ted shouted. 'Just like… I'm going to do… Diane!'
Both men ejaculated simultaneously, flooding the inner cavity of his respective female. Judy and Diane swallowed quickly, preparing themselves for the next squirt of thick semen. Time and again the men spurted copious ejaculations into the devouring mouths of the women, their hips bucking in frenzied attempt to shove their organs deeper yet. With the last dribble of sperm, Judy and Diane sat back on their heels, grinning lewdly at the men. A bit of white fluid hung on the corner of Diane's mouth, and she flicked it away with a delicate, catlike lap of her pointed tongue.
After a few drinks and resting a while, Ted led Diane to a bedroom where they proceeded to enjoy each other in all manner of ways. Judy and Mace utilized the living room, and before midnight, he had penetrated her body with his stiff penis many times, using every orifice she eagerly presented to him.
'God, darling,' Diane murmured on the way home, 'Ted fucked me up my asshole so much, I'll be ruined for life!'
Mace patted her thigh lovingly, 'Well, at least we're on our way to a great time, don't you think?'
Diane and Mace branched out, seeking other couples with whom to trade partners in sex. At times they made overnight trips out of the state, always returning home completely drained of desire for days on end. This swapping of metes continued for six years, and then they met Sally and Brien Powell.
The Powells purchased the house next door to the Smiths at the end of the school year, moving in one hot summer day. A few years younger than Diane and Mace, their two children were twelve and fourteen, the youngest being a lovely girl with sad, huge eyes.
Two weeks after becoming settled, Mace and Diane invited their new neighbors in for coffee. It being a particularly humid day, Sally appeared wearing a pair of revealing shorts and a middy blouse. Immediately Mace was aroused by the beautiful, slender woman. Diane, knowing her husband quite well, was amused at the way he attempted to monopolize her during the evening. She didn't mind because she found the husky Brien quite friendly. After their many experiences of swapping, nothing surprised the Smiths. And when Diane found herself alone in the kitchen, making fresh drinks, with Brien, she did not play coy. Seductively, she giggled at his slightly lewd jokes. Neither was she surprised nor outraged when she felt his palm 'accidentally' brush across her buttocks.
'You naughty boy,' she said throatily, turning to face him. She found Brien leaning close to her, his face inches from hers. Without hesitation, Diane lifted her lips to meet his, and she probed deeply into his mouth with her tongue. Brien ran his hands around her waist, dropping them lower until he cupped her ample buttocks. Pulling her tight against his body, Diane felt his growing penis press into her stomach. She giggled into his mouth, rolling her pelvis against him. 'Ummm,' she sighed, pulling her tongue from his mouth. 'You have a mighty big prick down there, boy!'
'Just the thing to prong you with,' he replied, leering down into her eyes. 'That would be fun,' Diane said, moving away from him. She reached down — making certain he would not misunderstand her meaning and clasped at his bulging organ. 'We might get together sometime… but right now we'd better get these drinks out there before my husband and your wife start something.'
'Hell,' Brien snorted. 'That's their business. I'd rather stay right here and get a piece of your ass.'
'I'd love to get fucked with that thing, darling,' she smiled at him, moving toward the door. 'But right now we better leave well enough alone.'
'Then you're willing?' he asked.
'Why not? You seem to have a big cock, old boy and if there's one thing I like, it's a big prick!'
Diane and Brien went through the swinging door to the living room. Mace jerked from the arms of Sally guiltily, and the four stared at each other for a long moment. Suddenly all four burst out laughing. 'Well, I'll be go to hell!' Mace said.
'Me too,' Brien agreed, sipping at his drink.
'Don't tell me you were copping a feel of Sally, darling?' Diane said, still giggling. 'Shame on you and here I was fighting off this sex fiend in the kitchen!'
Understanding dawned quickly among them, and they had a big laugh at what each were trying to do.
'So you're swappers too!' Brien said in surprise. 'Christ, Sally and I have been involved for years — before we were married.'
They traded stories about the things and people they had met and done, finding one couple they each knew. Now, since there was no longer a reason for secrecy, they paired off. And since each couple had children, it was decided Sally would stay with Mace until morning and Diane would go to Brien's bedroom.
This trading among the Smiths and Powells continued for four weeks, and they were indulging four and five times a week. It was during a time when Mace was with Sally when he was shocked to find the Powells included their two young children in family sex.
He had finished momentarily with Sally and since there was no bathroom in the Powells' bedroom, he peered out the door to make sure it was clear. Since it was almost midnight, he was certain the children were asleep. While Sally watched him in an amused expression, he darted across the hall to the open bathroom. It was when he stepped out into the hallway on his return that he came face to face with the twelve year old girl.
Mace was completely naked, and his penis swung to and fro. Frozen in his tracks, he could only stare down at the nubile young girl. She looked at him with wide, sad eyes. She did not appear startled at all. Suddenly she darted her small hand out and flicked his penis, giggling childishly as she raced past him to the bathroom. Shocked almost senseless, he entered the bedroom to find Sally waiting in a sprawled position. She looked at his expression and started to giggle. 'What happened to you?'
'I've got to get out of here,' he said, searching for his clothing scattered about on the floor. 'Your daughter just saw me coming from the bathroom. Not only did she see me, but she actually made a grab for my cock!'
'Nadine?' Sally said, trying to control her laughter. 'You mean Nadine grabbed for your cock?'
'That's right,' Mace said, bending to look for his pants beneath the bed. 'We've been caught.'
'Oh, come on, darling,' Sally said, reaching for him. 'Don't mind her… She won't say a word, believe me.'
'But…' Mace stammered.
'Damn it!' Sally said urgently. 'Can't you see I want to get fucked! Forget about Nadine, can't you?'
'Well… if you say so,' he said reluctantly.
Getting back into the bed, Mace crawled between Sally's thighs, but she had changed her mind about what she wanted. 'Darling,' she whispered, squirming her hips around. 'Eat my twat for a while, please…'
Mace required no further plea, and he dipped his face down to the hair-lined vagina. Gripping the cheeks of her buttocks, he lifted the succulent genitals to his lips. Sally thrashed nakedly about on the bed, squealing her delight as his tongue probed and flickered about her moist vagina. He bit tenderly into the erect bud of her clitoris, sending sparks of sensation into the writhing body of the lovely woman. She exploded into orgasm as his tongue burrowed deeply into her quivering vaginal lips, arching her body tight against his face. Slowly, she relaxed into sighing happiness.
Mace crawled up beside her, laying his head on her firm breasts, resting from his feast.
'Mace?' Sally said after a while. Her voice was soft, somewhat hesitant.
'About Nadine… isn't she pretty?'
'Yeah, she's a damned cute kid.'
'Have you ever… ever fucked a little girl?'
Mace raised his head, looking down at the woman. She stared up at him with questioning eyes.
'Now what kind of question is that?' Wondering what she was getting at, he said, 'What makes you think I've done that?'
'Nothing… not a thing,' Sally rubbed at the base of his neck tenderly. 'But haven't you ever, well wanted
