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 Our First Experience At Mate Sharing



   By Jim Received on May 20, 1998



   Dear Joan...

   I know you prefer receiving letters and stories from women, but my Honey
asked me to write to you, to tell you and your readers our story.  It isn't
an MFM story, but it is a story about how we (and our friends) opened our
life to new sexual experiences.  And, as a result of this experience, Peggy
is now open to my finding another guy with whom to try our first MFM
experience.









   Recently my wife and I took a trip to a little town on Lake Erie.  We
went to visit some friends, have a taste of culinary bounty and a bit of
the grape.  After refreshing ourselves, we donned our suits and headed for
the beach.



   The beach was rather rough, littered with large stones and trees washed
ashore during the unusually rough winter.  In addition, bodies of every
sort graced the beach.  Lovely young ladies sported their finest swim
suits, and tone-conscious men rippled while partaking in the shore sports.



   Peggy and I picked a great vantage point on a large, sun-bleached tree
that had washed up on the beach months ago.  She looked great.  Although
she was ultra-modest, her suit was revealing.  She is a small girl, 42
years of age, 5'3" tall, 115 pounds and tight.  Her bountiful breasts
floated in the top of her suit, and her smooth, well-shaped ass rippled
when she moved.  It always excited me when other men gawked at her.



   Although she never agreed when I suggested that we get into the swinging
scene, she did enjoy the attention of other men...  and enjoyed knowing
that she turned them on.  We would often fantasize about how it would be if
she were to have a hot affair, but she would back away from the idea if I
suggested that she actually get it on.



   As we sat on the fallen tree I asked, "Have you noticed how those two
men over there have been staring at you?"



   "How could I help but notice?  They aren't very subtle about it.  I
think the guy in the red suit it beginning to get a hard-on.  Does that
excite you, honey?" she asked, trying to not notice the attention she was
getting.



   "Ya, it turns me on.  I was just thinking about how hot it would be for
you to suck on his cock bone while I drove my rigid tool inside of your
hairy pussy."



   She smiled and said, "You're beginning to turn me on, Jim.  My pussy is
starting to melt at the thought of it.  You would like to see his hands on
these tit's, wouldn't you?" she continued...  rolling her shoulders to
accent her cleavage.



   My cock was getting so hard I was wishing for more skin so it could grow
more.  "Promise me that one day you will break down and take some strange
cock," I blurted out.



   "I may Jim...  when the time is right...  and when...  and if...  I find
the right guy.  I will fuck his brains out and tell you all about it.  It
amazes me how excited the thought of me taking a strange penis makes you. I
think I can understand though.  It excites me to think of you playing with
a great big pair of tits as you drive your tool into a lovely young lady,"
she offered with a sexy voice.



   My bone was really ready for action.  It continued to drive me crazy
thinking about her touching another man.  I wanted her to be kissed,
touched, sucked, reamed and driven to utter ecstasy while I watched her
passion.



   While I continued the fantasy about the men who had been watching her,
two of my friends and their wives approached.  Peggy suggested that we pick
up the conversation later.  Our conversation was soon drowned out by the
crash of the waves.



   "Hi folks!" John said as he and his wife approached.  John is a big
man...  he is well-proportioned, but big.  He weighs about 240 pounds, and
stands about six feet, five inches.  His large barrel-shaped chest rippled
as he and Michele walked up to out position on the log.  Peggy spread her
towel on the sand and greeted Michele.



   As Peggy bent over, her lovely white breasts spread, bounced and moved
as John watched with interest.  As she bent down to lay on her belly, her
buttocks flexed and tightened.  Her C-cupped, 34-inch tits almost fell free
of her suit.  John observed me watching him as he stared at Peggy.  He
hunched his shoulders and smiled as if to say, "OK, you caught me, but her
tits are wonderful and I couldn't help it."



   I smiled back in understanding as my gaze traveled to Michele's
outstanding body.  Michele was about ten years younger, and her charms were
well spread out over her large frame.  My eyes traveled from her heavy
breasts to her perfectly shaped ass.  I found my eyes riveted on the blond,
thick, curly hair that escaped from the vee of her suit bottom.  John
caught my stare and laughed out loud.



   "What's so funny, John?" Michele asked, as she spread her towel on the
beach.  John simply waved her question away and began to talk with me about
various small-talk topics.



   The girls discussed the kids and every soap opera that they shared an
interest in.  John and I continued our conversation as our eyes danced over
the girls.  It became more exciting for me as Peggy would move and John's
eyes traced her every move.  At one point she pulled the top of her suit up
to apply tanning lotion just inside the top.  Her large, pink, eraser-hard
nipples came into view.



   John's conversation briefly stopped as his eyes fell upon her aureole,
topped with cherry-sized nipples.  "What were you saying, John?" I asked,
in an effort to draw his attention to the fact that I again observed where
his attention was focused.



   At this point the girls lifted themselves to go into the water.  They
provided us with yet another show.  They each pulled the back of their
suits into proper position, covering their luscious buns in expected... 
but false...  modesty.  John and I watched their buttocks as they sang the
song of lust, moving as if in concert.



   "Well Jim, you caught me twice.  I'm sorry, but I can't help but stare
at Peggy in that suit.  She is a hot lady, and my eyes just get glued to
her when she moves," John said apologetically...  as his eyes followed
Peggy to the water.



   "Lust means never having to say you're sorry," I offered with a grin. 
"For the consolation it may be to you, it excites me when other men look at
Peggy.  I get a stiff one just knowing that someone is watching her.  I
have often told her that she is free to fuck anyone she wants, but as yet,
she hasn't taken me up on it."



   "You're kidding!  Why would you want her to do that?  No!  Don't tell
me. You may change your mind if you think about it...  and if I thought
there was a chance, I would fuck her in a heartbeat.  Quite honestly, I get
somewhat excited when I think of Michele doing someone else.  I still get
jealous every now and then.  We males are a goofy gender...  aren't we?"
John inquired.



   "I've talked with Peggy about it before.  I wanted us to join a swing
club and try some new things, but she wasn't interested.  She said that one
day she will find the right guy.  When she does, I think I will blow a load
just hearing about it," I assured him.



   "Maybe later, after dinner," John offered, "we can turn the conversation
to such things...  and see what happens.  If Michele fucks anyone else, it
may as well be you, Jim.  I know you would love to get your hands on her.
She gets as hot as a sidewalk in Houston." As the girls were returning from
the beach, I said, "You're on.  I would love to develop that kind of
relationship.



   Back at the cabin, the girls were kind enough not to get dressed as they
prepared the dinner.  We were able to see this curve and that hollow as
they moved about the cabin.  I was having trouble trying to decide whether
the thought of Peggy fucking John was making me hotter...  or the thought
of me sticking my thick cock bone into Michele's hairy hole.  It was all
exciting, but as much as I was thinking about Michele's heavy tits in the
palms of my hands, I really wanted to see Peggy get excited at the hands of
another guy.



   After dinner, our conversation was mixed with the other couples...  so
sex only occupied a portion of the interchange.  Later that evening, John,
Michele, Peggy and I found ourselves alone as the others went to their
cabins to turn in early.  Michele and John sat in front of the fireplace on
the floor.  Peggy and I were perched on the sofa.  "The only thing that I
miss here is the fact that we have been unable to swim in the buff," I
offered, in an attempt to turn the conversation to lust.



   "Have you guys ever swam in the nude?" John asked of Peggy and me. 
"This nut has done it a few times," replied Peggy with a sneer, "but I'm
always afraid that someone will see me."



   "Like you have the only pair of tits in the world," I said.  "What makes
you so sure that everyone will be staring at your ass?"



   "If I had half a chance, I would love to see those lovely humps," John
said as Michele reached out and slapped him on the shoulder.



   "What's the matter with MY humps?...  Asshole!" Michele demanded of her
husband.  "There is absolutely nothing wrong with your humps," I hurried.
"Few women on this planet have tits as lovely as yours.  I guess we have a
tendency to want to see what we're not allowed to see.  It's all pretty
stupid if you think about it."



   "Tits are tits, but we all want to see someone else's," I continued. 
"It seems to speak to the issue that variety is the spice of life.  Peggy's
tits are wonderful, and I can see why John would want to see them.  SEE
THEM hell!  If I were John, I would want to see them, touch them, suck them
and come on them.  I know I have, and I can't get enough of them."



   "Wouldn't that piss you off, Jim?  I mean to let someone else
essentially make love to Peggy.  Wouldn't you be jealous?" Michele asked.



   "I've given it a lot of thought," I replied.  "For some reason, don't
ask me to explain, I love the thought of Peggy getting it on with someone
else.  She is simply afraid to give it a try.  I can't get mad at her just
because she is a prude," I toyed.



   "I am not a god damn prude," Peggy interjected.  "I was just brought up
differently.  Monogamy is in my bones.  I am afraid though.  You don't know
where a lot of people have been.  This is the 90's, and you can die if
you're not careful.  I have thought about it though!  I'm human, and I
wouldn't be normal if I didn't look at guys...  and appreciate being looked
at by guys.,"



   "We all like to be lusted after, whether we want to admit it or not,"
John added.  "Doesn't it excite you to know that Jim was staring at your
body at the beach, Michele?  The reality of it is that you girls are just
chicken."



   "He was not staring at me!  We were just all at the beach, dressed the
way we would normally dress at the beach.  You can't expect me to swim in
blue jeans and a flannel shirt.  We're supposed to dress this way.  And we
are not chicken...  we're just refined," Michele countered.



   "You can get wet wearing anything," I said.  "You wore a very revealing
two-piece suit.  Your breasts were barely covered, and the cheeks of your
ass were almost completely visible.  I WAS looking at your body...  and I
loved every minute of it.  If John wasn't there and you were interested...
and not chicken...  I would have fucked your brains out right there," I
added with a grin.



   Peggy slapped me on the thigh and told me to watch my tongue.  "Michele
doesn't want to hear that.  You are beginning to turn our stomachs, Jim.  I
can't believe how you embarrass me when we go someplace.  That chicken
routine is as old as dirt."



   Michele diverted her eyes shyly and displayed a bit of a smile.  "No one
has ever said that to me in front of John.  It IS a little shocking, Peggy,
but I have to admit it's flattering.  I guess we do wear what we wear at
the beach to be noticed.  I couldn't help but see John admiring your lovely
frame.  In fact he even rolled his eyes a few times as you moved about.  I
guess the unknown is somewhat exciting.  I believe that each of us girls
has a little bit of whore in us.



   "Now is about the right time to see just how courageous these little
girls are.  Why don't we play a few hands of strip poker, and see who has
balls and who doesn't, so to speak," John suggested.



   "Get the cards, Jim!" Peggy responded.  She surprised me with her
boldness.  "I may not have balls that show, but mine are just a big as
yours, John.  I think it would be funny to see that big hairy ass of yours.
OK with you, Michele?  Let's show them."



   "I don't know if I could get naked in front of someone else, Peggy,"
said Michele.  "I never have done that.  John is the only one who has ever
seen me without clothes on, and even then I usually like to have the lights
subdued.  I don't know if I could go through with it," Michele said.



   "Don't prove them right, Michele!  Look at them.  They look like a
couple of smug assholes.  We have every bit as much courage as they do.  It
might be fun.  You don't have anything to be ashamed of.  Your body is
wonderful.  They can't play cards for shit anyway.  Jim doesn't always
admit it, but he almost never wins at cards," Peggy assured her.



   And with that, I got the cards...  and the game began.  Soon we were all
in various stages of undress.  I waited anxiously to see Michele's lovely
body, and I was trying to think of some way to effectively cheat.  Suddenly
Peggy was faced with the choice of bra or panties.  Her decision was made
for her when she noticed that the table top was made of glass.  She would
have to bare her breasts.  John and I were already hard.  Each of us was
anxiously awaiting as Peggy took off her bra.



   John was excited because he had never seen my wife's tits, and I was
almost insane because I knew it would be the first time that any other man
had ever seen Peggy's juicy mammary glands.  After teasing the hell out of
her, we finally convinced Peggy to drop her bra.  She tried to unhook it
and leave it in place, but all three of us taunted her to quit being a
coward.



   She dropped the bra to the floor and tried to hide her ample breasts
with her hands.  That only served to provide more excitement.  As her arm,
and the fingers of her free hand covered her heavy tits, the one "hidden"
by her arm bulged and the breast in her hand was being manipulated between
her frantic fingers.



   Quickly, John and I had our reserve of clothing diminished as well.  I
was down to underpants only.  John still had his socks and tee shirt.  The
girls continued to tease us because they could see the bulge of our cocks
through the glass table.  "I hope you guys don't think you are any threat
with those little thimbles.  I've seen bigger bones on park dogs," Michele
kidded us.



   It was Peggy's turn to deal.  How was she going to deal the next hand
and still hide her tits?  She found a way.  The cards were placed on the
table and she shuffled them and dealt them one at a time.  John wasn't
going to be denied.  He picked up a coaster and threw it at Peggy.  Before
she realized what she was doing, she reached to catch the coaster with both
hands, and exposed her heavy swinging tits.



   John's eyes were riveted on her swollen, pink nipples, which rested upon
her bouncing flesh globes.  Immediately, she was aware of her nudity.  Her
shoulders slumped, a frown painted her face, and her eyes had a look of
resignation.  "OK, so now you've seen my tits, big deal.  You've seen tits
before, John.  Suddenly she stood up and pointed them at him.  Take a good
look so you won't forget, asshole," Peggy said, as she returned to her task
of dealing without any effort to hide her swaying breasts.



   "John, quit staring at her.  You're going to make her feel
self-conscious," Michele cautioned.



   I was in heaven.  My cock was as big as it had ever been.  I could
actually feel the cream in the channel, from my balls to the tip of my
straining member.  John was staring at and appreciating my beautiful wife's
lovely tits.  It seemed to me as though she was actually pleased with his
attention.  She continued to smile as John stared at her breasts.  She
began putting a little bit more movement into her shoulders in an effort to
make them bounce a little more than was normal.



   On several occasions I noticed John reaching below the table to squeeze
his raging cock through his underpants.  It had risen so much that it's
purple head began peaking out of his shorts.  "I think the little fella is
trying to get out," Peggy teased John after she glanced down through the
glass table top.



   "I didn't think you looked at such things, Peggy.  I'm flattered that
you took the time to look," John said with a lecherous grin that didn't
escape Michele.  Peggy looked sheepishly at Michele but regained her
composure as Michele winked at her.



   The next round didn't go well for me.  I had to give up my last vestige
of cover.  "OK, here goes!" I announced with false courage as I stood up.
In one motion, I dropped my shorts to the floor.  Peggy, Michele and John
all stared in shock as I stood there, naked and quite erect!



   My cock was standing at full attention, rising from its hairy bed
between my balls, and reaching toward the ceiling.  My seven inches of
thick, rock-hard cock was topped with a heavy thick bulb, split by its one
wet eye.  I stood there longer than necessary to show the pre-ejaculation
fluid beginning to flow down the shaft.



   John and Peggy both looked at Michele to see what her reaction would be.
Michele seemed to be in shock as she stared at my bare, thick cock bone. 
Beneath her bra, her nipples had hardened and seemed to be applauding my
nudity.  She diverted her eyes once she felt the eyes of Peggy and John on
her.  "You seem to like that," John commented to her.  "Does it excite you
to see another man's penis, Michele?  Do you feel yourself getting a little
warm?" he asked with a little chuckle.



   "Well I do have to admit that it's hard not to look.  I haven't seen any
other penis but yours up this close.  It seems like a very good one,"
Michele said.



   Peggy assured her that it was 'a very good one.' Soon Michele was down
to panties only.  I didn't think my cock could get any bigger...  until she
dropped her bra into the pile of clothing.  Her thick breasts were larger
than Peggy's.  Her nipples were smaller and a dark brown in color.  They
swayed deliciously as she regained her seat.  The next round placed John in
an precarious position.  He lost his shorts.



   John stood up to remove them.  I watched Peggy's eyes intently as she
focused on John's crotch.  As he dropped his shorts, Peggy's eyes sparkled
and grew in size.  John was hung like a mule!  Peggy's mouth parted
slightly, and she wet her lips unconsciously with her pink tongue.  She
seemed to be holding her breath as she stared at John's long cock.  He
stood there permitting the girls to appreciate his raging bone.  He even
turned slightly sideways in an effort to offer a profile to remember. 
Peggy just continued to stare in wonder.  "OK John.  Everyone has seen your
Johnson now.  You can sit down stud puppy," Michele said...  a little
uncomfortably.



   "Leave him alone, Michele.  He may be getting a cramp, and has to work
it out; poor thing," Peggy said in a kidding fashion.



   Michele quickly responded with her own humor, "You little whore, you! 
You just want to look at John's cock.  His head is big enough now without
your help."



   "Actually, I was looking at the whole thing, not just the head.  And
besides, I'm not a whore, but I am starting to think about changing my
luck," Peggy chuckled.



   This little exchange left me speechless, and on the brink of ecstasy. 
Suddenly I imagined Peggy sucking on John's thick pole as I drove my cock
into her hairy pussy hole.  Then I added the thought of me massaging
Michele's heavy tit sacks.



   Hot come boiled in my balls.  I could feel an uncontrollable flexing of
my staff, and suddenly I shot a load of come onto the underside of the
table we were playing on.  "Talk about getting too horny, Jim.  You don't
have a problem with premature ejaculation do you?" John mocked me.



   Michele and Peggy just stared in amazement.  "Did you actually come,
Jim?" Peggy asked in amazement.



   "I tried to control it, but it just came out, Honey.  I'm sorry.  I hope
I haven't offended anyone.  I just started thinking about how horny we all
were and ...." my voice stalled.



   "I've never seen anything like it, Jim." Michele said.  What made you go
off?  How can you come just thinking about it?



   "I guess you can do anything with your mind, Michele.  I imagined John's
cock in Peggy's hot mouth, his big, hairy balls in her hands, my cock in
her fragrant hole and your luscious tits in my hands.  After that...  it
was all over!  I couldn't hold back," I said apologetically.



   An excited shiver ran up Michele's back as I explained.  I could see her
squirm against her chair as her breasts swayed back and forth.  Peggy got
up to get me a towel.  While she moved across the floor, John's eyes
watched every move.  "I wonder if anyone can do that?" Michele inquired. 
"I wouldn't mind being able to come by just thinking about it."



   "Have you ever tried?  How about you John?" I asked while wiping myself
off.  It is the one of the best ways to climax.  I have taught Peggy how to
get off by just thinking about it...  haven't I, Honey?"



   "You're not suppose to share our private experiences with others, Jim.
They're going to think we're nuts," Peggy said...  a little embarrassed.



   "Did you really learn how to come without touching yourself, Peggy?"
Michele asked enthusiastically.  "Don't keep it to yourself.  I would love
to learn how to do that."



   "It's all mind-control, Michele.  Jim has been using hypnosis for years
to hone our skills.  He is quite a hypnotist.  It can all be explained by
relaxation techniques.  Sometimes I can make my climax last for several
minutes," Peggy explained.



   "Teach me...  now...  Jim.  You don't mind, do you John?  I would love
to learn how to get off like that.  I'm so damn excited now I may come just
thinking about it," Michele said in a sultry fashion.



   "It's up to Peggy," I interjected.  "I would have to use her as an
example, because she already knows how.  You would have to watch her in
order to learn how to do it yourself, and I'll need John's help, and show
you how its done in stages.  I warn you that John will have to touch
Peggy," I explained...  only being partly truthful.



   "Why would John have to touch Peggy?...  and what do you mean by
touching?  I don't think it's a good idea to go too far," she said with
somewhat of a skeptical eye.



   "It's not something that you need to know in order to have a great sex
life.  Let's just go on with the game," I suggested, hoping that she would
give in.



   "Well...  if it's OK with Peggy and John, I guess it's OK with me.  What
can it hurt?" Michele said...  seeming to have given in.



   While I was talking with Michele, Peggy continued to eye John's large
erection.  She hadn't been able to take her eyes off of it since she first
saw it.  "I guess it will be OK Jim.  Just don't get carried away you two,"
Michele added.



   "OK, clear the table and get me a blanket, Michele.  We'll lay Peggy
down on the table, and I'll show you how it's done."



   The table was cleared, and Peggy let me lift and place her in the center
of the blanket on the table.  She closed her eyes as I placed her on the
blanket.  John could not take his eyes off of her.  Her red public hair was
peeking out the sides of her flowered panties...  and his eyes clearly
hungered for more.



   Because of Peggy's excitement, an aroma of sex began to fill the air. 
As I adjusted her position on the narrow table, her breasts swayed from
side to side like firm gelatin coming to rest beneath her swollen nipples.
John made no effort to hide his prominent erection.  "Now watch closely
Michele," I instructed...  stealing peaks at her monumental breasts.



   "OK, now Peggy, just relax and begin to think about John and me making
love to you.  John, hold your hand over Peggy's left breast...  just above
the nipple...  and begin to make circular motions above her nipple... 
without actually touching it.  Now I will do the same thing above her right
breast.  Can you feel the warmth of our hands, Peggy?  You can open your
legs slightly and squeeze them together again as you see fit.  As you
continue to relax, you can feel the heat of our hands above your breasts.
You can feel your nipples getting harder and reaching up toward our hands."



   "Follow my lead John.  As I lower my hand, you do the same." Soon our
hands were only a hair's distance above her ripe, pink nipples.  She began
to moan.  I noticed that Michele was unconsciously touching her own breasts
and squeezing her legs together to increase her own excitement.



   Even though neither John nor I had really touched Peggy's breasts yet, I
heard Michele say, "I thought I would be jealous if John touched another
woman, but it's exciting the hell out of me." She began to openly
manipulate her own nipples.  Peggy continued to increase the volume of her
pleasure moans.



   My hand fell upon Peggy's hot right breast, her nipple resting in the
palm of my sweating hand.  John followed suit, and his shaking hand gently
lowered itself onto Peggy's hard left nipple.  He lightly manipulated her
thick, rubbery nipple in a circular fashion.  Peggy's body gently shook as
a wave of pleasure passed through her.



   "Oh fuck...  this is beginning to drive me fucking wild.  I don't think
I've ever been this fucking hot," Peggy uttered through clenched teeth as
she rubbed her thighs together, eyes still closed.  Still intently
watching, Michele let her hand drop to the vee of her swollen pussy. 
Unconsciously, she began to manipulate her love lips.  John's free hand
fell to his raging erection and he began to stroke it slowly.



   Michele watched John stoke his thick cock without a word.  I was
beginning to approach another orgasm, so I diverted my thoughts.  "Now
John...  I want you to remove your hand.  Lift it gently and do what I do.
Reluctantly he removed his hand and watched me for a clue as to what was
next to come.



   "Peggy, imagine two hot mouths attached to your stiff, rubbery nipples."
I lowered my mouth to within inches of her right nipple.  John followed my
lead, and did the same.  I began exhaling hot air on her growing nipple,
and John began to blow his own hot breath on her left nipple.  Peggy's body
shuddered, and her shut eyelids clenched tighter.



   After a few minutes, I said, "Peggy, imagine two cocks in your hands;
two distinctly different cocks in your grip.  Feel their girth and length
as they come to full erection.  Now, imagine one of those cocks is in your
mouth while the other is entering your swollen cunt.



   Can you envision the cock enter your depths...  carrying with it your
thick, curly cunt hair?  Can you can imagine the feeling as your cunt cream
seeps from its depths to coat that probing fuck tool?  Can you can feel the
strong hands on the cheeks of your tight ass...  squeezing, manipulating
twisting and spreading?"



   Keeping my mouth close to her right nipple, I continued to talk to her,
and I began to lightly touch her inner thigh near the pussy hair that was
escaping her panties.  John kept up with me motion for motion while his
hand remained firmly on his own lance.  Out of the corner of my eye I could
see Michele squeezing her breasts and pussy.  What a turn-on!  I lightly
licked Peggy's right nipple, and John began to flick her left milk spout
with his stiff tongue.



   Michele moved closer to see more of the slow, concentrated action.  Her
hands had switched places in an effort to pay necessary homage to her other
breast.  I stood upright, removed my mouth and hand from Peggy and motioned
for John to do the same.  He winced as he reluctantly moved away.



   "Now, Peggy you have a huge cock buried inside your clutching pussy.  It
is driving hard into you.  There is another thick bone in your mouth and
you are holding the adjacent heavy, hairy balls in your hand as you suck
the cock deep into your throat.  Hands are on your ass.  Other hands are
manipulating your straining tits.  Harder and harder you are being fucked
and fucking back.  Both cocks are getting ready to blow thick streams of
cream into your hot body.  You want to be filled with that love spunk... 
and any second now you will have a climax like never before."



   "Fuck and suck those cocks!  Fuck and suck them hard.  You're going to
come.  Come, baby, come hard...  and take all of their spunk.  Take those
hard streams of come into your hot body.  Now, baby.  Come now.  Feel those
bones in your body, fucking that cream into you," I urged.



   All of a sudden, Peggy reached down and grabbed her fuck box with one
hand and her breast with the other.  I immediately removed her hands and
placed them at her sides telling her that the rules did not permit her to
touch herself.  Her eyes opened momentarily and rolled up in her head as
she uttered, "Holy shit, I'm boiling over!  I'm coming!  I can feel those
cock bones driving into my guts, and into my hungry mouth.  Fuck me... 
both of you mother fuckers.  Pour your cream into me.  Fill me up with
those rock-hard fuck tools."



   She started to jerk on the table and twist the blanket into a bunch with
the cheeks of her ass.  She jerked and jerked while she continued to utter
almost unintelligible phrases.  "Michele, this is fuckin wonderful!  John,
your cock is pouring its cream into my throat.  Jim's boiling jism is
burning my guts.  Oh, thank you...  thank you sooooo much.  I wish you
could all come with me.  Fuck all of you.  Fuck yooooou, mother fuckers."



   Finally she settled into a slow grind of lust.  Her buttocks continued
to slowly writhe.  The patch of flowered panties between her legs was
soaked with her own juice...  and her excess juices dripped onto the
blanket.  She began to recover from the peak of her mostly-mental
pleasures.



   She reached out for me, pulled me to her and said, "Oh, thank you, baby.
Thank you so much.  As she began to recover from her outrageous climax, she
looked over at John and Michele.  They were both still holding themselves
and watching in disbelief.  "It looks like I wasn't the only one enjoying
myself," Peggy panted softly, as sweat dripped freely from her face and
neck.  The other couple released their grip on themselves as it dawned on
them that they were being observed masturbating.



   "Peggy, you looked so beautiful as you were coming," Michele whispered.
It was unbelievable.  You actually came...  and came hard...  without
anyone touching you." Giggling, she continued, "You're all wet sweetie. 
I'll get you a towel."



   John stood there...  still erect and breathing heavy.  "I've got to hand
it to you, Jim.  That was one of the hottest moments I have ever
experienced.  I only wish that it was more than just a fantasy.  The only
thing I had trouble with was whether I preferred the thought of being in
her mouth or the thought of being in her lovely pussy.  I started to feel
everything you were telling her."



   Michele returned with a towel.  "Peggy, you seemed so hot.  Do you think
I could do that as well.  Would you mind if they helped me experience
that?"



   "Michele, I feel as though I have already made love with your husband.
You may as well take whatever you need," Peggy replied...  with some
exhaustion in her tone.



   "My turn fellas.  Let's help Peggy over to the sofa so she can watch
while she recovers," Michele said, as she placed her arm underneath Peggy's
back, lifting her into a sitting position.



   After Peggy had made her way over to the sofa, Michele smoothed the
blanket and jumped up onto the table.  By this point she did not appear to
be embarrassed about her near nudity.  I said, "Let's do this a little
differently this time, Michele.  Turn over on your belly and close your
eyes.  Better yet...  let's blind fold her, John."



   John found a large napkin and brought it to me.  I rolled it over,
placed it over her eyes, and tightly tied it behind her head.  "You will
feel hands on your body, Michele.  You won't know whose hands they are. 
Soon you won't care.  Just relax and feel the excitement grow as we bring
you to new heights of sensuality." At this point Peggy was peacefully
laying on the couch with her eyes closed.



   I quietly motioned for John to trade places with me.  After we switched
places, I motioned for him to begin stroking her back softly.  I pointed to
where he was to touch.  Nothing was said at this point.  He was stroking
the left side of her back and I stroked the right side.  We reached up on
our respective sides and gently tickled the area behind her ears and down
her neck.  She began to squirm.  "Oh Christ, this feels wonderful!  I have
never felt quite like this before," she said in a relaxed voice.



   I motioned for John to move his hands down to her ball-shaped buttocks,
and I followed his lead.  From there, our finger tips moved down to her
thighs and the back of her knees.  She began to moan a little louder.  Then
we placed our mouths close to her back, and we began to breathe our hot
breath on the muscles of her rippling back.  I reached own with my finger
tips and took her panties into my grasp, pulling them half way down her
hips, exposing the upper part of her buttocks.  I urged John to begin to
lick her lower back at her thin waist and then the cheek of her ass.  After
he began, I started my own assault.



   She was moaning much louder now.  With our nails, we began to lightly
scratch the back of her knees.  She placed her hands over her head, and the
swell of her heavy breasts spread out under her weight.  We moved up and
began to lick the sides of her tits.  As we began to lightly lick her tits,
she began to squirm and squeeze her legs together.  Our hands continued to
tease her...  and her legs squeezed together with more regularly.



   I could tell she was getting wet.  I ran my tongue down her back and
into the crack between her tight buttocks.  I am sure she could feel which
side this assault was coming from, and she thought that John was on that
side.  I felt that I could take more liberties because she didn't know it
was me.  By now Michele's moans and squirming caught Peggy's attention, and
Peggy began to watch the action.



   "That is so fucking hot," Peggy uttered from across the room.  I can't
wait to see her come.  Make her come the way you made me come, boys.  Make
her cream drip onto the table.



   I reached over and turned her over.  Naturally she thought that I was
John turning her.  I motioned for John to begin rubbing her breasts lightly
as I focused my attention on her legs and belly.  As John lightly massaged
her breasts she began to pant, "Jim...  I never let anyone else touch my
tits before.  It feels so wonderful and so wicked." We smiled at one
another, understanding that she was confused.



   As my hands moved down her belly I was following them with my tongue. 
She thought that John was doing that.  Again we smiled, but kept working on
her.  My fingers moved her panties lower...  and her curly, blond pussy
hair came into view.  My mouth licked at her fragrant curls.  I gently
pushed her legs apart and played with her pussy through her panties.  She
began pumping up into the air thinking that John was playing with her
pussy.



   I gently moved her panties lower until I could see the lips of her fuck
tunnel.  I began to gently blow my hot breath toward her pussy.  Its heat
was directed onto the folds of her cunt.  Her pumping increased.  I lightly
licked the outer lips of her vagina.  To my surprise, she reached up and
pressed my head against her extended box.  I grabbed one of her hands and
placed it at her side while John did the same on the other side.  Then I
quietly said, "Now Michele, you have to follow the rules.  No touching!"



   Suddenly she became aware that it was not John who had licked her
swollen pussy.  She jumped half way off the table, and began to protest, "I
thought that John was down there.  That's not fair.  Just as quickly, she
became aroused at the thought of another man putting his lips on her creamy
pussy.  "Oh Christ, what's the difference.  Why don't you just fuck my cunt
and get it over with!  Both of you fuck me.  Put your cocks into me.  I
need some cock...  and I need it now."



   "You are going to come without anyone or anything inside you, just the
way Peggy did.  Now just relax and enjoy the experience," I directed, as I
removed her panties the rest of the way.  She had achieved some degree of
comfort now because she was no longer concerned about being modest.  She
lifted her beautiful ass off the table and was now wiggling it in the
air... begging to be touched.  Her steamy cunt was pointed right at me...
winking in excitement.



   John cupped one of his wife's large breasts, and he gently said, "Would
you really like to have Jim's cock inside you, baby?" He paused...  she
squirmed a bit...  but didn't reply.  "Baby...  would you like to feel
Jim's tongue in your wet hole?" John whispered in a husky voice.



   After a moment's pause, Michele said, "At this point I don't care whose
cock or whose tongue is in me.  I just need to be fucked...  and I need it
badly.  Please you guys...  put something in me." At this point I motioned
for Peggy to come over to the table.  She caught on right away, and sneaked
over to the table without making a sound.  John stood back waiting for
direction.  I grabbed Peggy's hands and placed them on Michele's rolling
breasts, stifling a chuckle.  I began moving them in a slow rotation and
then stood back.



   "Oh my god, that feels wonderful.  So gentle, so sexy.  I'm so fucking
hot, I'm going to lose my mind.  Can't you please fuck me?  Anyone,
everyone, just stick a cock into my pussy...  or suck my hot pussy.



   I motioned for John to return to the table, and directed Peggy to begin
to run her fingers up and down Michele's legs.  She was a real tease.  She
ran the fingers of both hands from Michele's feet to her straining pussy
hair.  I motioned for John to bend down and suck on one of Michele's hard
nipples as I bent over and paid tribute to her other breast.



   One of my hands fell upon Michele's belly and the other held her heavy
breast.  John did the same thing.  It took quite some time for Michele to
realize that there were six hands on her.  Suddenly she jumped up and
pulled the blind fold from her eyes.  "What the fuck...?  Holy shit, I
didn't know what was going on."



   After gathering her wits, she reclined once again, and smiled at her
response.  We turned her over, and the three of us began to massage her
from every direction.  It was especially exciting for me to see Peggy's
hands on Michele's rounded buttocks.  I am convinced that John was just as
excited as I was.  Peggy didn't seem to mind the touch of another woman's
flesh.  She certainly did a wonderful job of manipulating Michele's meaty
buns.



   Periodically Peggy's breasts would graze Michele's legs, and Michele
would emit a long moan.  A similar moan escaped whenever Peggy's hand would
dip down into the union of Michele's legs, buttocks and cunt.



   Once again I rolled Michele over and motioned for the others to step
back.  "Spread your legs, Michele.  Imagine a huge cock at full erection
resting at the lips of your sweet pussy.  Your pussy is so swollen.  Cream
is beginning to seep from your depths.  You need a cock in your cunt. 
Wouldn't you love to feel a strange fuck bone in your mouth as you play
with his big hairy balls?  Imagine a tongue licking your ass crack, and
fingers invading your tight, slippery cunt hole.  You would love to have
thousands of lips on your tits, sucking your rubbery, swollen nipples and
squeezing your heavy tit flesh.  Feel that cock bone invade your fragrant
cunt hole.  Can you begin to feel these things?  Can you feel that rod in
your gaping honey pot?  Can you feel it disappear an inch at a time as it
pulls your outer lips into your pussy?  Can you see the shaft glisten as he
slowly withdraws himself only to pound it in deeper?"



   "I can see it," responded Michele.  "I can feel your cock in my mouth.
It tastes soooo good to suck on your cock as John drives his thick hose
into my belly.  I can feel your mouth on one nipple sucking for all you're
worth as John bites the other.  I can feel all of your hands squeezing my
buttocks and spreading them so I can receive a thick cock bone.  Oh, I need
to be fucked...  BADLY!  Stick your cocks into me wherever they will fit.
Come on my tits.  Come up the crack of my hot ass.  Please...  fuck me!  I
need some cock NOW.



   "Bone me, Jim.  Pour your cream into my throat, John.  Do it.  Oh
fuuuuuuuuuck!  I'm blowing.  I can feel it in my feet and in my hair." She
began to jerk uncontrollably as she lifted her wiggling buttocks from the
table and reached for her pussy.



   John and I quickly grabbed her arms and held them tightly.  She
continued to jerk through her climax...  moaning all the while... 
intermittently laughing and crying.  After what seemed like several
minutes, she began to settle down.



   "Oh my god, I know I never came that strong before.  Thank you guys."
She looked over at Peggy who was smiling with an understanding of what she
just experienced.



   "Thanks, Peggy.  Now I know what you were talking about.  It's still
early, but I think I need a break right now.  What do we have to drink?  I
think I'm dehydrated.  No, John!  I'll drink that in a little while.







   Needless to say, now that the ladies' inhibitions were washed away, John
and I were invited to experience each other's wives in many delightful and
varied ways through that night.  That week, we spent our days with the
other couples...  swimming and kicking around on the beach...  with no
sexual overtones.  But each night, after we retired to our cabin, Peggy and
I and John and Michele renewed our new-found pleasures...  exploring new
variations.



   I really enjoyed cuddling with my dear wife as I watched John bury his
large cock between her legs and pump it into her very receptive body.  On a
couple of those nights, Michele treated me to some really great oral sex
while her husband's cock was playing inside my wife, while I necked with
her.  We also reversed roles so John could cuddle with his wife as I filled
her...  and a couple of times John and I took turns eating out one of the
ladies while slowly stroking out cocks in and out of the other lady.



   Now that Peggy and Michele have opened themselves to these new
pleasures, John and I are considering the introduction of an additional guy
to enhance our ladies'pleasure.  In the meantime, Peggy has been unusually
horny and great fun in bed.  John tells me Michele is the same.  We all
seem to be enjoying our new-found sexual-selves.

   Lots of love...
   Jim (for Peggy, too)