cunt. I could feel her come running down the length of my cock and all over my balls.
She was gasping for breath, and I could see how contorted her face had become. She was in agony, but she loved it.
“Your cock,” she moaned, and those were the only words out of her mouth.
I rammed my cock up inside her, and then I just let my hips fall back on the bed. I lay there unable to move a muscle. The come was still shooting out of me, and her come was still pouring down out of her. I guess we just blacked out after that. When I woke up the next morning she was lying on top of me.
We fucked a couple of times before we went down to see how Ginger and John had made out. They were just getting out of bed, and we could see that their bodies were covered with each other's come. We had a big breakfast then and we all talked about the night before. It had been an experience for all of us, and we agreed to do it more often after that.
I didn't think that I remembered that first time so well, but I guess I do. I'm glad you played back last week's tape for me. It was interesting listening to myself like that. I hope you'll do that all the time. It gives me an idea of what I should talk about this week.
There's a lot more I could tell you about Cindy and John. I mean, we kept on swapping with them for quite some time. The four of us were always together it seemed. We went everywhere together and we did everything together. I was always with Cindy and Ginger was always with John.
It got to the point where people thought that I was married to Cindy and Ginger was married to John. That would always make us laugh. It also got so that we would fuck in the same apartment, and in full view of one another. Sometimes we would even talk to each other while we were fucking.
We had lots of fun, and then Ginger got all upset one day, and for no reason. She told me that we had to quit swapping or else she was going to leave me. That really shook me up, but I told her to go ahead. I said I didn't need her anyway, and besides I didn't want her in the first place.
“You want that good for nothing Cindy, don't you?” she asked.
“Maybe,” I replied.
“Well,” she said, “let me tell you something. You're never going to have her.”
“Is that so?” I asked.
“That's so,” she replied.
“How you going to stop me?” I asked.
“Don't worry,” she said, “I'll stop you.”
“How?” I asked.
“I have my ways,” she replied.
Well that just started a whole big fight, and we ended up throwing things at each other, and the next thing I knew we were swinging at each other and rolling on the floor. We really had a knock-down fight and we ended up on the floor completely naked.
It was funny, but right then we began to fuck, and it was the best fuck we ever had. After that we decided to move, and we moved that very day. We never saw Cindy and John again, and we never did find out what happened to them. They might still be in that same building for all I know.
Anyway, we moved to a new place, and for a while we were real happy with each other. We were fucking three and four times a day, and sex had become good for us again. Then it got boring again. This was about six months later. We both got to the point where we couldn't stand the sight of each other.
That's when we decided that we needed to find some couple to swap with. I didn't know anyone in the building and neither did she. But one day she went around and she began to meet some people in the building. That night she told me all about it.
“Look,” she said, “I think I found the perfect pair upstairs on the seventh floor. I didn't meet him, but she showed me a picture of him in the nude, and his cock was something else. Anyway, I know you'll like this one because she looks like she fucks like a bunny.
“We had a long talk and she told me about how she has lots of lovers. She told me that she's been running around with other men since the honeymoon. In fact, the night before their wedding she spent fucking her husband's brother, and he spent the night with her sister.”
“They sound fine to me,” I said. “I thought they would,” she said. “When do I meet them?” I asked. “Tomorrow night,” she replied. “We're having supper up there with them.”
“That sounds just fine,” I said, feeling my hard-on already.
She could sense I had a hard-on and she was on me in a minute. It turned out to be the best blow-job she had ever given me, and later on when we fucked, it was like I was fucking a different woman. To her, it was like being fucked by a different man, and she even told me so.
“I thought you were someone else,” she said.
“I thought you were someone else too,” I said, still grabbing at her tits.
The next day finally arrived, and all day at work I kept thinking about this new cunt that I hadn't even met yet. Or even seen for that matter. Their names were Bill and Marilyn Brown, and they were just a few years older than we were. Ginger had told me that Marilyn had red hair, and that turned me on all the more. I had always wanted to fuck a redhead for some reason.
Anyway, that night we went up to their apartment, and it was Marilyn who greeted us at the door.
She took one look at me and said, “You look even better than she said you did.”
“So do you,” I said.
“I'll bet you have a big cock,” she then said, grabbing at my crotch.
“I'll bet you're big enough inside to take me all in,” I said, grabbing at her crotch.
Ginger was over on the cough talking to Bill and Marilyn and I were still standing by the door grabbing at each other. The next thing I knew we were embracing, and I kissed her full on the mouth. We really began to grab at each other then. I got my hands up under her skirt and under her panties, and I was grabbing at her ass. She had her hands down my pants and she was grabbing at my ass.
I looked over at the couch, and I could see Ginger and Bill lying down on it. They were already getting undressed, and when they were naked they began fucking right away. All this time, Marilyn and I were standing up, and so far we were just kissing and grabbing at each other's ass.
I began to rub my finger up and down in the crack of her ass and then I began to rim her asshole with my finger, and then I plunged it right inside. I really worked it in and out as fast as I could, and I could feel her working her finger in and out of my asshole right then.
Her fingers were long and cool, and they sent shivers all through me. I could see that she liked what I was doing to her asshole, and I'm sure she could tell that I liked what she was doing to my asshole.
“We didn't waste anytime did we?” she asked. “I guess we didn't,” I replied.
“I'm glad we didn't,” she said.
“So am I,” I said.
“It's so much better this way, isn't it?” she asked.
“Much better,” I replied.
“Let's go in the bedroom,” she then suggested.
“That's fine with me,” I said.
I followed her into the bedroom, and on the way we both started taking off our clothes.
“The food is going to get cold,” she then said, as she lay down on the bed in a spread-eagled position.
“The food may get cold,” I said, “but I'm sure what I want to eat is heating up right now.”
“It sure is,” she said, “I can feel it burning up already. It's red hot. Just the way you like it.”
“How did you know how I like it?” I asked.
“Somehow I could tell,” she said.
“I'm glad you could,” I said.
I fell right between her legs then, and I lifted her legs over my shoulders and I just went after her wide open cunt. She was already moist down there, and I just made her moister. I began to rub my tongue back and forth on her clit, and I just sucked as hard as I could on her cunt lips.
