Warning: This story may offend some people; it contains sex and language that may upset some readers. If you are not of the legal age to read such material you are requested to go no further.

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Hi all

At last I’ve managed it…got lost for a while but eventually picked it up again. I have half a dozen almost written stories perhaps I should revisit them.

Hope all this global economy isn’t effecting too many of my readers…or indeed anyone else. We seem to be coping reasonably well here in NZ and like our American cousins we to have a general election coming up

Warm regards

Lisa

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The limousine carrying Jason Burroughs pulled up outside of Andrew’s and Rebecca’s. Again Rebecca hurried forward to greet him and usher him inside. The meeting this time was limited only to the three of them.

“And tell me…how are our new recruits coming along…I trust we have progress” Jason enquired.

“We are pleased to report that progress is most satisfactory Mr. Burroughs” Rebecca hastily replied “I’m sure we will be in a position to utilise the woman Laura very soon”

“And the husband Steve…it is Steve is it not?”

There was a brief pause. Andrew and Rebecca exchanging glances. “Well at this stage he seems a little reluctant…but we think it is nervousness rather than him being reluctant…we’re confident we’ll have him on board as well”

“Would the woman continue without her husband do you think?”

“Yes…yes we feel sure she would” Rebecca replied.

Jason pondered for a moment or two and then….

“Excellent, then concentrate on her…if the husband comes on board…it will be a bonus”

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After what can only be considered a bad start, Steve came round to thinking that he did in actual fact want to continue with the wife swap idea…a decision that pleased me. Rebecca and Andrew had certainly convinced me that being part of their “Wife Swap” group is what I now wanted…if only I could get Steve to come along with me. It’s not that we hadn’t done it all before, we had. We had been part of a swingers group before we had been married. I thought Steve was all for it…it had more or less been his idea at the start. Then after getting me involved first, it seemed he was about to renege on the whole deal…well tuff luck…I’d committed myself and I was going to proceed, with or without him. The thing was I was now also involved in a lesbian relationship, no not lesbian, bi sexual, with Rebecca…something I’d never thought would happen in a million years.

At Steve’s request I made another appointment with Rebecca and Andrew…if all this was going to succeed he had to get used to seeing me get fucked by another guy…he’d seen it all in the past so why not now? I was quite resigned to seeing him fuck other women…I’d been prepared for it the first time when he reneged on our deal. Well tonight he had a second chance to redeem himself.

Once again we went through all the preamble of getting into the bedroom and on the bed. It had been much easier this time, not that awkward disjointed small talk before hand and I have to admit Steve was in a good mood, no uncomfortable feelings, he seemed very confident. Rebecca and I took up our positions on the bed, Rebecca holding my hand and giving me one of her beaming smiles that I’d now become accustomed to…I was her girl, her lover and she wanted to keep me protected from any male who in her mind was out to abuse me…that would include husband Steve…although by the same token she didn’t mind any of the guys fucking me…so what did she mean by abuse? Getting slapped around perhaps.

It was Andrews freak of nature that took centre stage once more…it was rather frightening to see it in his hand, so big hard and erect as he took the final step or two toward the foot of the bed. I could almost feel myself pulling away from it as it got nearer to my slit. I felt Rebecca’s reassuring hand squeezing mine. Reassuring me it was all going to be just fine. The head as it entered and I have to say Andrew never thrust it in hard, he was gentle, eased it in an inch at a time. Even so I could still feel it being fed into me, my pussy eagerly devouring it and I watched in awe as it vanished inside…even so I could not stifle a gasp “Ohhh—myyyy—god Andrew” my hands gripped his arm, fingers digging into his flesh as I threw my head back against the pillow, closing my eyes…god it felt sooo gooood.

I knew Rebecca and Steve had just watched it all happen…now instead of Steve getting on with it and fucking Rebecca we had a repeat performance of the previous time…him taking off and leaving the three of us flabbergasted a little annoyed and frustrated by it all. Well good luck to him, I was determined to enjoy being fucked by Andrew, what Steve did was up to him.

Rebecca didn’t bother coming back to explain, there was no need to. Steve had once again got cold feet at the last moment.

I remained with Andrew; at least we had the whole bed to ourselves. My cunt was stretched and used to its limits as he continued to fuck and fuck and fuck. My euphoria knew no limits either. Orgasm after orgasm raced through my body. I begged and begged him to stop…no don’t stop…I want more…much more. I didn’t really know what I wanted. I was just swept along with the moment. When his body went stiff I knew he was cuming and I wanted it…I wanted him to cum inside me, just as he’d done the last time…our lusts and desires had been fed, at least for the moment.

It was five in the morning when he delivered me back home and like the last time he stood me against the wall and gave me one last fuck. As I made my way toward our bedroom I didn’t really know what to expect…I was really mad at Steve, this had been the second time he’d backed away from Rebecca and left me with Andrew, not that I minded…it was his loss not mine. My mind had been made up and I was proceeding with our without him.

To my astonishment he was most apologetic. “Sorry love…. I’ve done it again haven’t I? I had every intention of going ahead with it…in fact I was looking forward to it…but at the last minute I just froze and had to get out…I’m sorry…I really, really am” He seemed genuine enough and I was finding it difficult to get mad with him.

“Well I’ve got some news for you…Rebecca tells me they have organised an orgy for this week end…and I have to emphasize the word orgy, because unlike an ordinary wife or partner swap, this will involve lots of men and lots of women, not just our little neighbourhood, but other twosomes from outside…twice a year they organize one of these, Rebecca has asked us to go and I said we would…I hope you’re feeling up to it by then because I’m still going…with or without you”

My answer was rather unsympathetic but I was still somewhat mad at him starting all this, getting me all wound up and ready to go and he…seemingly having second thoughts about it all. Once again I asked him if he was still up for it and he assured me he was and that I’d done the right thing in accepting the invitation and yes he would be accompanying me on the night. “Sounds rather intriguing actually doesn’t it?” he said.

Rebecca had told me not to get too dressed up for it all very casual. “Don’t wear your best undies…no black stockings…like having a BBQ. There will be lots of drink and other stuff” I knew what she meant by other stuff, a little coke and grass “and plenty of food…it’ll be a long night…but then we can all sleep the next day” There was that twinkle in her eye, this is what Rebecca obviously lived for.

When the night eventually arrived I dressed in white undies and bra, a white casual summer dress, white with red patterned overtone, nice plunging neck so as to give the guys plenty to view and tied behind the neck. A pair of matching dress style sling back sandals with 2 ¾ heels, no stockings as per Rebecca. For Steve a pair of fawn slacks and matching shirt, slip on boat shoes…all very casual but still dressy and of course easy to disrobe and discard…most important.

The sound of music was coming from the house, muffled voices and laughter, these sounds growing in intensity as we drew nearer. I clung nervously to Steve my arm around his waist, my hi-heels clacking on the footpath, I gave a shudder.

“You cold sweetheart?” he asked.

“No…to tell the truth I’m nervous” I replied.

“Hum I thought it was me who was supposed to have cold feet” his reply

“Well you know…pre stage nerves and all that, you’ll be all right on the night as they say”

Now we could see through the well-lit windows, most of our neighbours seemed to be there already. The owner of the house was Arnie and Jessica Winehouse. Arnie was well up in the firm and naturally the house reflected his wealth, we’d been to one of his BBQ parties before, in retrospect we were one of the poor people of the neighbourhood, but then we were the new comers and Steve was doing well, better than his previous job, things could only improve.

I was still clinging nervously to Steve as we stepped through the door…I could feel the vibrant expectancy of excitement in the air. A mixture of smells, perfumes aftershaves, alcohol and in the background the sound of music…music to set the mood and there to great us, would you believe…yes Rebecca.

“Well hello you two love birds…good to see you” she said, then added “The only rule tonight is, you don’t get to stay with or converse with each other, nobody does, so we are going to split you up right now…say goodbye to each other, you can catch up tomorrow sometime…when ever that may be” a smile and twinkle in her eyes.

As Steve’s arm left my waist I felt more nervous than ever, my umbilical cord had just been cut, I was alone and vulnerable. They were already forming in groups; at least I already knew most of the people attending. Steve and I had met them all on several occasions at BBQ’s plus Steve worked at the plant with most of the guys and a couple of the wives who also worked at the plant…all eyes had turned toward us as we had entered. A guy named Warwick Barlow strode confidently toward me a wide friendly smile on his face.

“Laura darling…good to see you, come and join our group” He said putting his arm around my waist and drawing me closer, then guiding me toward the group of people he’d been standing with. No one was dressed in Sunday best, all were dressed very casual and it was a relief to know that Steve and I fit in just right. The females were obviously out to attract the males, wearing dresses similar to my own, with short hemlines and necklines designed to show enough of our breasts to give any red blooded male a hard on…which no doubt a few had already. I took a quick look toward Steve…but he was now being escorted by a redhead with big tits…right up his alley…he liked tits, that’s why he liked mine I guess, but this woman was even bigger and he was giving her plenty of attention.

“Oh don’t worry about him now darling…he seems to be well catered for, Melanie Staples will look after him” Warwicks statement brought my thought back to the group.

“Glad you’re joining us Laura” “Good to have you on board Laura” these were the type of greetings I received as we went around the group, everyone was in a jovial mode, the air was filled with excited anticipation and suddenly I felt part of if, my nervousness was starting to diminish…a wine was offered me which I eagerly accepted and gulped down a mouthful…whow thank goodness for a little alcohol. I was starting to unwind.

I realized that the group was set in couples, male, female. I deduced from that, that Warwick was to be my partner, well my first partner at least. The conversation was now starting to drift a little as they began to think of other things…like sex. Warwick’s hand on my bum, squeezing it confirmed my thoughts…and his.

It started slowly, just like Warwick. A hand here and a hand there, as each partner began to take an interest in each other. A squeeze of the bum or breast, a brief kiss on the cheek or lips. Social conversation was becoming less between the groups.

Warwicks arm tightened around my waist, his warm lips and hot breath on my neck, kissing working up to my ear…oh god I loved that, a delightful shudder ran through my body.

“Let’s go fuck,” he whispered in my ear.

“Mmmm do you think we should…I mean are we supposed to right now?” I asked, after all I was the new comer here and not too certain of protocol.

“Who cares…I just need to fuck you… God I’ve wanted you from the moment I first set eyes on you Laura…you have no idea how I feel about you…seeing you at BBQ’s, wanting to touch and feel that hot ass of yours, feel your warm body next to mine…feel my cock deep inside you…I love you Laura I really do” To prove a point he turned slightly, pressed himself against my hip and I felt the erection he was harbouring inside his trousers.

This concerned me some what…not the erection he had, but his declaration of love…just how far did he intend to go with all this and what did he expect me to do…declare my undying love for him…I think not, or were all the guys like this tonight.

“Hum that’s nice Warwick, I kinda get your point, perhaps we should go and find a spot and fuck” I replied with a friendly smile.

He steered me away from the group, not that they would notice if we were there or not. The social niceties behind them they had other things on their minds, just as Warwick and I had…I drained the last of my wine and placed the empty glass on a coffee table as we passed…Warwick did the same, he looked at me smiled and said “It’s going to be good Laura…real good…you’ll see” his hand back on my ass and squeezing it.

We had almost escaped the group, when Rebecca’s voice came to us.

“And where are you two love birds off to?”

A rather sheepish Warwick replied. “Oh…er Rebecca…Laura was feeling a little randy so I thought we’d sneak off and get a bit of a head start. I looked at Warwick with a “Hey if I remember rightly it was your idea” He only grinned in return.

“No…no you don’t, rules are when every body is here and the others are on their way…don’t worry Warwick you’ll get to fuck Laura and take good care of my girl, you hear me? With that she placed an arm around my shoulder, drew me close to her and kissed me fully on the lips. When she’d finished, it was a look of complete astonishment on Warwicks face…he was for a moment speechless. As Rebecca walked away I felt my cheeks burn red as I blushed. I also noticed that those in the other group had momentarily stopped what they were doing and also stared in my direction, my cheeks burned brighter than ever. Now the tattle would be “Did you know Laura was a lesbian” which of course is totally wrong, at best I was bi-sexual I still leaned toward the male…in fact Rebecca was the only female I’d ever done it with.

“Take no notice, it’s not going to spoil the evening…tonight I’m here for one thing only” I said to him, then as a bonus kissed him on the cheek.

A relieved look spread across his face and he smiled at me. “Good I’m glad for that…what you and Rebecca get up to is none of my business, just as long as you and I get to fuck” I slid my arm around his waist hugged him hard, smiled up at him and said “We will honey…we will” I needed to show him and the others that I still and always would need a man in my life.

Whilst we waited for the others to arrive I grabbed another drink, the first one had already started to have an effect, perhaps more alcohol was not the best idea, but it made me feel good and relaxed.

Suddenly there was an influx of people as the other invited guest started to arrive the house was coming alive. The newcomers greeting the others like long lost friends. Smiling faces and laughter as they moved and mingled…the tempo had just gone up a beat or two. I took another mouthful of the wine and I felt the electricity in the air. Whow this was going to be some night.

“Hi Dennis” Warwicks grip on me tightened as if he was frightened Dennis would whisk me away…depriving him of his long sought after prize. No one was going to take me away from him…not now, not until he’d fucked me first, after that I could be anybodies. Warwicks hand shot out to shake Dennis. Dennis gave a courteous nod toward him “Long time no see” he said, but his attention was on me, his eyes focused on my breasts.

“And you are?” he asked waiting to be introduced.

“Laura…I’m Steve’s wife” I replied.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Laura…I’m Dennis and Warwicks a very lucky man…but then he always was” he replied, taking my hand and kissing the back of it in a very gallant gesture.

“We must get to know each other a little better, later perhaps Laura” he said with a little wicked smile.

“Yes…yes that would be good” I replied. I didn’t know whether it was good or not. I couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“Catch you later Warwick” and he turned and walked away.

“Asshole” Warwick mumbled quietly.

“I take it there is a little bit of bad blood between you two?”

“Yeh you could say that…I always seemed to get the better of him at college and at work…He’s always resented that…let’s forget about him eh”

There was another guy who had entered with the party. He was tall and slim…with hawkish features, black hair, and combed straight back. His eyes were centred on me; a cold smile on his face, I had an uneasy feel about him.

“Who’s he?” I asked Warwick, indicating toward the tall stranger.

Warwick studied him for a moment then replied “I don’t know…I haven’t seen him before…who cares any way?”

Rebecca called for silence and announced that now everybody was here the party could begin in earnest. “Have a good night and good luck everybody” blowing us all a kiss.

The announcement brought instant applause, cheers, whistles and shouting. The music was turned up. It didn’t matter about the neighbours every one from Chelmsford Grove was here anyhow. It was like being at the racetrack when the race starts and all the horses leap from the starting box. Bodies, hips and bums were swaying to the music, clothes were being shed and splashes were coming from the pool area…it was all on.

Warwick grabbed my hand almost dragging me “Come on let’s find a room before anyone else…I would like a bit of privacy when I fuck you” he declared. I took one last look over my shoulder as he led me away. I saw Steve down to his undies with the big boobed redhead in bra and pants only…heading toward the pool. I knew he was going to be ok after all and the tall stranger, his eyes following my progress and that smile still on his face.

“Quick…in here” he said indicating the empty bedroom. The sound of voices and laughter from the next-door bedroom indicated there was more that one couple in it.

Warwick had me were he wanted me…. where he’d wanted to get me for some time, if what he had told me was true. He came behind me, slipping his arms around my waist and holding me tight against his body. I smiled as I felt his erection pressing against my ass. His hands slid to my thighs as he buried his face in my hair and began kissing the back of my neck. His hips gyrated slowly making sure I could feel his hard manhood.

“Oh god I love you Laura…I love you so much it hurts…leave Steve…come with me…I need you and can do so much more for you than Steve”

“I can’t Warwick…you know I can’t…I’m married to Steve and I love him…it can never be you and me…lets just have this moment together?”

“It can my darling…it can…give it time, you’ll come to love me you’ll see, we can have a wonderful life together…you’ve just got to try a little that’s all”

I was starting to worry somewhat at his wording and his feelings toward me. I thought all this was just going to be a one night stand, a bit of fun, then back to our everyday lives tomorrow…but Warwick troubled me some.

“Promise you’ll think about it”

“Yes…yes I’ll think about it” I replied not wanting to get into some sort of argument about his love and feelings toward me.

“Promise” he pushed

“Yes…yes I promise”

“Wonderful…wonderful…you won’t regret it” his reply, then he undid the zip at the back of my dress and the slim holder around my neck holding up the dress, slipping the straps over my shoulders. I shrugged out of it, allowing it to float to the floor.

The sight of my body, just bra and panties further fired his passions and desires.

He ran his hands over my ass; hips around my waist then up to cup my breasts, squeezing hard.

“Oh god you really get me all worked up,” he said as he pulled his body close to my body, continuing to gyrate his hips.

With trembling fingers he undid the clasp on my bra, releasing my breasts. I shrugged out of them and let them drop to the floor beside my discarded dress. His hands felt hot and sweaty as he cupped my breasts, squeezing and kneading them, his finger and thumb tantalizing my nipples…my breasts became firm, nipples hard. His warm lips gently kissing my neck as he whispered how much he loved me…he needed me…needed me to be his. I sighed deep and slow and lay back against his chest. “Ohhhhh god Warwick…. Warwick” I could feel his heart thumping in his chest…beating at the same rate as my own…. fast.

Continuing to kiss my neck his hands slid to my panties and with a swift tug, yanked them down around my thighs. A quick shuffle from me and they dropped around my ankles and I stepped out of them…my body now fully naked, exposed…and ready for him to plunder. His hands were soft and gentle as they ran over naked flesh…my naked flesh. Down my thigh over carefully shaved pubic hair, between my legs, legs that just seemed to open up without command, a finger deftly tracing the outline of wet pussy lips.

“Oh god Warwick…Warwick” I quietly moan.

“That’s it my darling…come to me…come to me” he whispers in my ear.

“Ohhhhh…. ahhhh!” I gasp, as he inserts his fingers inside my slit, fingers now wet from my own body juices

“Oh Laura…Laura….I can see you want me, you’re ready for me” his voice soft, gentle…soothing.

“Oh god yes…yes, I do” My reply.

He placed his wetted fingers in my mouth, fingers that held my own body juices; I licked them tasting the warm fluid. He gave a little chuckle then returned the fingers inside me.

One hand continued working my pussy and I sense and feel him unbuttoning his shirt with the other, then his belt being unbuckled and zip pulled down, now both hands working feverishly to remove his clothing, shirt, pants, underpants, socks shoes everything, until at last he to is naked and I experience his warm hands upon my naked flesh once more and feel his warm hard erection pressing against my ass. He brushes my hair to one side and gently kisses my neck. Outside sounds and distractions slowly fade, music, people’s voices and laughter as I gradually succumb to his seduction and euphoria takes over my body and my feelings. I give a long low sigh “Ahhhhhhh” as a pleasurable shudder rips through me. His kissing now moved to shoulders, down my back, his hands on my waist as he slips to his knees, holding my hips he kisses my ass, kissing biting and tongue licking. Turning me around to face him. “Oh god no…no” I murmur, but I don’t mean it. I don’t want him to stop; again my legs open wide on their own volition. I want him in there; I want him to eat me. His fingers prise my lips apart revealing the wet pink flesh; his tongue delves deep, mouth sucking and kissing… “Oh god…I….I…” I cum and my body shudders as the orgasm rips through it. Now it’s a reverse roll, he slowly stands and pushes me downward until my head and mouth are level with his hard erection. I know what’s expected of me. My hand reaches out, takes hold of his hard cock, kissing and licking it first, then devouring it. His hips sway gently as he fucks my mouth; my head bobs back and forth, up and down the shaft, the shaft almost down my throat.

Now we are standing, his arms around my waist holding me tight, pulling me against his hard shaft, we kiss a passionate kiss. He bends his knees slightly; I can feel the head of his hard erection searching for my entrance, a way inside me. Taking hold of it I guide him in “Oh—my—god” a gasp from me as he enters.

“Oh god that feels good…real good darling, it’s where I’ve always wanted to be…where I should always be” he said. His hands gripped my ass, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carries me to the bed, we collapsed as one on the soft mattress and began fucking, his ass humping up and down, thrusting into me with fury and lust, a lust that had built up from the time he had first seen and met me…now his dreams and fantasies were no more, they were a reality.

Like a vampire he fed upon my neck, kissed my ear and whispered his undying love for me. I’d lost all control, I was in hyper euphoria, I panted, screamed, moaned and sighed and all the time he fucked and fucked and fucked. My body was twisted turned and manipulated from every angle and position, as were my legs, perspiration poured from our bodies. If anyone was watching or listening I didn’t know nor did I care. I had no notion of time. It was only when he collapsed on top of me and lay still, did I realize he was cuming and it was over…it had been like running a marathon, neither of us able to speak whilst we struggled to get our breath back.

“Oh god…oh fuck…that was good darling…real good” He panted

“Yes…yes…I have to agree” I managed to reply, panting also.

When our bodies returned to something like normal and our pulse rates came down he said

“You know we were meant for each other don’t you?”

It was a question I didn’t want to answer, yes the sex had been good, real good, but I could not interpret that as the criteria for my being in love with him…I didn’t…tonight should only have been about sex and not the start on some meaningful relationship.

I reached up, took his face in my hands, smiled and said. “Let’s see how things go Warwick…please don’t read too much into what we have just done…it was enjoyable sex…don’t rush things”

I needed time, time to see if he could cool down and later reason with him.

He wasn’t going to be deterred from his mission to convert me to his way of thinking and I knew I would be hearing a lot more from Warwick in the near future.

When I made a move to go, to leave him and join the others he implored me to stay, not to go, stop here with him all night away from the party and other people. When I refused his request he became petulant, like a spoilt kid not being allowed to play with his or her favourite toy.

I was now aware of the noise emanating from the rest of the house, a noise that had been there all along but because I’d been so emersed in the moment I’d been unaware of it…now it was there, music, voices, laughing and the noise from next-door…sex…sex in action.

I stooped to pick up my clothing.

“You can leave that there sweetheart…you won’t need to dress again tonight…if you do you’ll look foolish…everybody else by now will be as naked as, not a stitch on them”

I hesitated, looking at him to see if he was having me on.

“Go on…. dress if you like…but I’m telling you, you’ll be the only one…besides at least you know where to come for them all the others will be just one big pile of laundry” he said, then rising from the bed.

“Come on…I’ll take you out there…I’ll come with you”

He took my hand, leading me away from the bedroom. The party was in full swing it was a cacophony of sounds. Music, laughing, shouting, there was screams from the pool area followed by a splash and then laughter. It was like entering the war zone, this was where the action was. Couples were copulating just about anywhere. This was an orgy to end all orgies. It made a Roman orgy look like aunt Matilda’s tea party. Those that weren’t chasing or being chased, were occupied in some sexual activity…but then none of this should shock me after all this is why they had all come tonight…having a good time was all about sex, booze and the odd drugs if you wanted…tonight you could do what you liked with whoever you wanted…no one was going to stop you or admonish you for your actions.

Warwick was right, clothes littered the floor, bra’s panties, men’s under wear, dresses, trousers just lay where they had been discarded. There seemed more people now than when it first started, others must have arrived whilst Warwick and I were er…. otherwise engaged.

No one was in the least bit interested in us…after all why should they be; we were just another two naked partygoers here for a good time. The fornication stretched from the lounge that Warwick and I had just entered and out through to the deck and pool area. I felt rather than saw the eyes that were trained upon me, I turned my head toward the man who was staring at me, it was hawk face. He had a girl sitting on his lap, both were naked, whilst they kissed passionately, his eyes looked over her shoulder and were fixed upon me, suddenly I felt vulnerable standing there naked, even though I was amongst all those other people and I felt a cold shudder through my body…why did this man have such and intense interest in me, he seemed to be doing quite nicely as it was.

“Let’s go out to the pool” said Warwick.

“Yeh let’s” I replied, eager to beat a hasty retreat.

I suddenly felt myself being propelled though the air toward the pool, as Warwick pulled me in. Hitting the water both revived and refreshed me. I was now with other couples that splashed and playfully fought one another. It was impossible to know or distinguish just whose hand it was that was grabbing my ass or breasts. Someone underwater grabbed my ankles and upended me…for a moment or two the noise of the party muffled as I fought my way back to the surface. Warwick had already forgotten me and was now showing interest in Maureen Gudsell a brunette and another of our neighbours. A hand grabbed my wrist and began dragging me toward the edge of the pool.

“Come on blondie…let’s go get to know each other…I’m Rod by the way” He placed a hand on my ass and pushed me out of the pool. As he and I got to know each other I glimpsed Steve…now with a blond…just like the guy Rod who I was currently with. She was new and must have come with the party. I wondered if Steve noticed his own wife with her ass in the air and the guy behind her…pumping her furiously.

I had no idea of the time, nor did I care and I suppose no one else did either. It was sex, drink and you grabbed what you could when you could, although an hours truce was called when the main meal arrived, even then we kept in pairs. I was sitting on this guys lap a plate of chicken and other delicacies, dribbling sauce down my breasts and his chest…but that was ok, the guy I was with was quick to lick any sauce dribble from my breasts, it was a welcome break, but when I felt something hard press up ward between my thighs. I knew our rest period was over and very quickly couples soon returned to their former actions. Even with the use of a rather pleasant lotion, my pussy was starting to feel a little tender and I had no doubt that other women were feeling a little tender down there also. The better scenario right now was to try and give blowjobs only. It was about now that hawk face made a move.

“Hello Laura” even the sound of his voice made me shudder, even though I hadn’t heard him speak until now, before I turned around I knew it was him.

“Oh…hello” I replied, somewhat nervously.

“Laura my dear girl” he said holding out his arms, inviting me near him. He was a tall guy, slim but not because he worked out, not a muscular body. His penis was pointing south, slack at the moment, a bush of pubic hair at its base…hair covered most of his body. On closer inspection he was older that I had first thought when he had viewed me from a distance.

“You have me at a disadvantage…I’m sorry but I don’t know your name?”

For the first time I saw him smile. “Simon…Simon Pierce a member of the board….I was there when the board recommended your husbands application…Steve is that right?”

“Yes…yes Steve” I replied.

“Well I’ve been longing to meet you and here you are” he said taking a step forward, embracing me in his arms. I felt his warm hairy body next to mine, the smell of aftershave…an expensive aftershave. His hands moved from the small of my back to my ass and began to squeeze my buttocks, pulling me hard against his body. What had been soft and pointing south, suddenly came alive and was now pressing into me.

“Come my dear…let you and I get to know each other a little better…I like to know the wives of my employees…I believe there’s a room spare down here…a little privacy eh?”

Keeping his arm around my waist he guided me down the passage toward one of the bedrooms…you’d have to be blind not to see the hard erection he now had. Scything the air before him as he walked. Before reaching the bedroom the door opened and out stepped Rebecca.

“Ah Simon…I see you have caught up with Laura” she said, her attention on Simon, giving him one of her famous big smiles. For a moment he removed his arm from around my waist and went to embrace Rebecca.

As they embraced Rebecca remarked “Oh Simon I see Laura excites you…unless that hard thing is for me” smiling.

“You always excite me Rebecca…but I’d like to experience this young girl first, perhaps we could meet after”

Rebecca laughed, “You’re too gallant and diplomatic Simon…I’m only having you on” She turned her attention to me.

First running her hand through my hair and then cupping my cheek she said, “Now my darling…you go with Simon, show him how good you really are” then kissed me tenderly on the cheek, giving my bottom a quick squeeze. I watched her leave, hips and bum swaying as she walked down the hall…she turned gave me a big smile, blew me a kiss then was gone.

Simon opened the door to the room Rebecca had just vacated and ushered me inside. The closing of the door muffled the sound of the party; a party that was starting to wind down…it had reached its zenith…like a shooting star across the sky…burning a bright light behind it, then suddenly its gone. There was more sitting on laps, sipping wine and nibbling on food and chatter. Oh there would be an after burn…but eventually naked bodies would drop where they were, entwined in each others arms, until the morning light came streaming through the windows, then the repercussions. The sore heads, bruised and sore personal parts of the body…it would all be there to remind each and every one of us what we had done the night before. Good memories or bad? Well that would be up to the individual.

The bed was ruffled, cushions and pillows scattered, the smell of perfume, alcohol and male sperm hung in the air. This room had certainly been used before and was about to be used again.

Simon sat on the bed, layback supported by his arms outstretched behind him. The focal point was his erection, standing stiff and proud, pointing to the ceiling.

“Come Laura show me” he said. No explanation was needed. I knew he wanted me to suck him off…and that would only be the start.

“Would you like me to refresh my lipstick…I know some guys like to have lipstick on their cocks after the woman has sucked him off” I asked.

“That would be great…but where….” He turned to look around he room.

“Over there on the dresser…there’s some there” I replied, indicating the dresser.

It wasn’t quite my shade but what the heck; I put a flesh smear over my lips first before kneeling between his splayed legs. One more cock to suck, my mouth and jaw was getting somewhat sore and achy. I’d lost count on how many I actually had sucked that night.

Taking a firm hold of the shaft I slowly worked it up and down. I heard him moan, which was a good sign, my tongue flicked out toward the slit, licking the hard head and corona. Then my lips gently and tantalisingly kissed and my tongue licked the shaft…nimble fingers played and cupped his balls…a gently squeeze. His head hung back, eyes closed as he wallowed in the euphoric feeling. “Ussssssss, that feels good” he hisses, sucking in air…enough playing with it…with mouth open wide I thrust as much as I can inside and start to suck “Oh god…. oh my god” he moans, my head bobbing back and forth whilst hand is working the hard shaft. Now he pushes up and sways in time with my own motion as he fucks my mouth. My jaws are starting to ache and I want him to cum…but he’s relentless. I’m almost at the point where I tell him I’ve got to stop, when he pulls my head away. “That was good…no it was great…but I don’t want to cum in you’re mouth my love” Hop up here. He indicates the bed next to him. “Lay flat on your stomach…you look tense, tired; I think you need a massage”.

I grabbed a pillow and buried my face in it, and then he straddled my body. His hands felt warm, his touch firm but gentle as he started with my butt, squeezing, kneading the flesh, up around my waist, shoulder blades…. “Mmmmm, that feels good” I told him, and it did. I hadn’t realized how tense I’d become…around my shoulders and neck…his nimble fingers relaxing my muscles. “You seemed a little tense my love…I think you’ll find this will relieve you”

“It already is” I said dreamily. “Mmmmm”

As he stretched up, massaging my body, I felt his hard erection brush against my ass, moving across its surface in phase with his own movements. Then every once in a while he would make a stabbing motion into the crack my buttocks formed, working his way down my body again and concentrating on my ass. His hands grabbed my hips, pulling my hind end into a suitable position for penetration. He kneed my legs apart and I felt the harness of his cock as he stroked my inner thigh with it, first the left hand side then the right…up and around my pussy, a stab at it putting the head and an inch or so inside, but my pussy was not to be his target. His thumbs prised the cheeks of my ass apart and this time he stabbed at my ass hole.

“Oh god no…no, not there please” I begged him

“Shhhh…don’t worry…I’ll be as gentle as I can…just a little pain and then it will be good…for both of us” his reply.

“Oh god no…please” I begged one more time. My pleas were falling on deaf ears, no matter what, that cock of his was going to go inside my ass.

Using his own spittle as a lube…first one, then two drops hit the target and he commenced forcing himself inside. “Oh god…oh god…jeeze…that hurts” I tell him, but it deters him not, bit-by-bit he forces his erection further inside. Once he has the head in, the pain starts to decrease and inch-by-inch he forces his cock further and further inside my tight virgin ass, until there is no more to give.

“There sweetheart, that wasn’t too bad was it?” His mission now complete

For the first time ever I feel a male penis inside my ass, no more virgin holes left. His motion is swift and easy as he pounds away, thrusting and thrusting. The gentle motion of the bed and the constant slap, slap of flesh against flesh, continually telling me how good it feels and how tight my ass is. He seemed a man possessed with lust, laughing to himself as he thrust into me. Fuck…fuck…fuck, again and again and again, moaning and chuckling to himself until he can no longer contain himself and eventually released the warm fluid contained in his balls, a mighty “Oh god…yes…yes…yes” and suddenly it’s all over, his body collapsing on mine

As he cock pulses warm sperm, his hand search for my breasts, squeezing them and squeezing them hard.

“God—you—are—one—hot—fuck” he finally declares. “You have one nice tight ass…are you sure no one has fucked you there before?”

“I’m absolutely certain my friend, not even my husband”

“Waist…an absolute utter waist…nothing like a bit of tight ass to fuck…that’s what I say”

I remained with my head buried in the pillow, I was starting to tire and my keenness to continue and search for new prey, or indeed allow myself be the prey was starting to wane. I so much wanted to just stay where I was, close my eyes and go to sleep.

As it happened Simon Pearce kind of helped me here. He lay beside me just talking, whilst his hand gently caressed my body. He asked questions, lots of questions, somehow the caressing had a soothing effect upon me and I seemed to be quite obliging and willing to answer them.

“I’m glad we had this little chat Laura…it tells me quite a bit about you and Steve…you’re a very beautiful woman and I know you’ll help the company and indeed your husbands career when the time comes”

I could not think what I had said to him that gave him that idea, but it must have been pretty important. He seemed quite convinced by my responses to his questioning, but right now I was not at my best for remembering.

The continued caressing of my back and buttocks had me drowsy and wanting to go to sleep…it had the opposite effect on Simon. I had not noticed his erection he now had…he started to gently kiss my back…moving up, he brushed aside my hair and began to kiss my neck…. then slid his body on top of mine…kneeing my legs apart thrusting up and inward.

The drowsy sleepy feeling suddenly gone, my mouth opened in a gasp “Ahhhhhhh” at the sudden penetration. His body now entwined with mine, his hands cupping and squeezing my breasts, his ass humping up and down, fucking…. fucking…. fucking, hot breath and sighs as he came down on me time after time, until that final thrust, one last gasp, a moan and he was cuming.

Our time together now over, he moved to the door, opened it turned toward me and said “Thank you Laura…it was a real pleasure…we have big plans for you and Steve, I do hope you won’t let us down” then still naked left and joined what remained of the party.

What plans did he have? Or the company…what plans did they have? I know Steve always gave 100% to his job and I always gave him full support…so what did he mean?

I really did not want to go back to join the others. As much as I had enjoyed the sex, the fucking was starting to make me a little tender and my jaw ached from giving blowjobs, it was all meant to be a straight wife swap, me with one other husband and Steve with someone’s wife, this orgy thing was too much.

The merriment seemed to have subsided quite significantly now, so I guess they would not miss me if I just staid here…Mr. Sandman was sprinkling my eyelids and I was feeling sleepy…the bedside clock told me dawn would soon be upon us. I doubted in the morning…or should I say later in the day I would be able to recollect or remember who or how many guys I’d fucked or how many cocks I’d sucked.

“Are…there you are my poor darling” It was Rebecca standing over me with my clothes in her hand. “I think you have had one very…very busy night my love” She said, joining me on the bed, her soft hands and soft touch caressing my body. I felt her firm breasts on my back as she pressed against me and kissed my neck.

“Come on sweetheart…let’s get you dressed and off home…enough is enough”

To me right then they were welcome words and I let her help me dress, she obviously must have picked my clothing up from the bedroom I’d started the night off. She gave me a hug and a kiss, then took my hand and led me out of the room.

Things were most definitely cooling down now…still many naked or semi naked bodies littered the floor or couches…but most inert, frozen in time. There was going to be many a sore head when they did resurface and join the human race again. Of course there was always the one or two who never seemed to know when to stop and one of these guys spied Rebecca and I. Rebecca was till naked, he was obviously well and truly under the influence of something.

“Hey where are you two beauties going” he said, swaying on his feet, arms waving in the air.

He turned his attention to me. “Hey…hey…blondie I don’t think I’ve fucked you yet…have I?” he said, slurring the words and grinning. “Come on…come on, don’t go yet honey, get your gear off…show me your tits and that beautiful cunt” he smiled and went on “I want to fuck that beautiful cunt” hardly able to stand.

“No that’s enough Stanley…I think you’ve had quite enough for tonight” Rebecca said.

Then as if he’d just seen her he said “Hey…Rebecca my lovely Rebecca…why don’t you and I go and fuck” a big silly grin on his face.

“Stanley don’t you remember we already have fucked”

He was deep in thought for a moment, and then another silly grin “Oh yeh…yeh that’s right” then he passed out…just fell on the floor…one more dead body.

“Come on darling before any more come to life”

Rebecca rummaged around the discarded clothing and finding her dress quickly stepped into it, turning her back toward me, indicating I zip her up. She didn’t care about underwear, she’d find some fresh when she got home.

I took one last look at the devastated scene. Only a couple still remained locked in each others arms, not sexually, naked yes…but just holding each other and talking quietly…the rest, well it was bare bums, breasts, defunct penises and plundered pussy all comatose and my husband Steve…well of him there was no sign.

As I stepped out into the fresh morning air, a new day was dawning. I just wanted to get home, put my head on the pillow and sleep.

It seemed that Rebecca and I were the only people left alive. She put her arm through mine and hugged me as we walked, the clacking of our high heels on the paving stones beneath our feet.

“You have a good time honey?” she asked

“Yeh…yeh I did and I think Steve managed a good time also” I replied

“Ha, yes he did…quite the goer when he gets started isn’t he?”

“You saw him?” I asked. Wanting to know how he had got on

“Oh yeh…no need to worry about him darling…he’s a full blooded male alright” she replied with a smile. “I’m sure you and he will have lots of notes to compare later”

“Sorry you had to be pushed in to the deep end, baptism by fire and water, normally it’s far more sedate than that, just a swapping of husbands. It just so happened that the half yearly orgy came first…still as long as you enjoyed it my love” giving me a tight squeeze.

“This Simon Pearce…who’s he?” I asked

“Oh don’t worry about him…just another player that’s all”

Some how I felt she was evading the truth, something she was not telling me.

When we arrived at our house, she made her farewells, holding me close she kissed me fully on the lips; we held each other tightly for a long while, kissing with passion.

It really didn’t matter anymore if someone saw us kissing the way we did. Rebecca’s little piece at the party had told some, what our relationship was. It was only a matter of time before the water-cooler talk swept through the office and factory

“Now go on my darling…get some shut eye” she said, releasing me. She gave me one of her dazzling smiles, blew me a kiss, turned and went her way home.

It was a silent house that greeted me…I called out to Steve…no reply. He was either in bed fast asleep or still tucked up with a big-breasted woman back at the party.

The hot shower felt good as the needle jets of hot water cascaded over my body. It was very unlikely to revive me sufficiently not to let me sleep. I just wanted to rid myself of all the accumulated smells. Alcohol, cigarettes, aftershave and the scent of male sperm. I washed body and hair twice in the apple scented shampoo…it may not have revived me, but the smell was divine, clean and fresh.

I crashed face down on the bed, buried my face in the pillow and pulled the sheets over me. I was almost over when I heard Steve calling my name. I croaked, “Up here honey…I’m in bed” I have no idea whether he heard me or not.

“God what a night” he said, “I’m fucked”

“Yeh me to honey…literally well and truly fucked” I replied, then must have gone out like a light. I never heard him say another word.

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“I think the party went well…really well” said Simon Pearce.

“And the woman, Laura…how did she fair” Asked Jason Burroughs.

Simon Pearce took a moment to reflect, a smile creeping across his face as he recalled that night “I’m happy to report she did extremely well…. yes very well I would say”

The board could see Simons smiling face and took from it that he was satisfied with her.

“So you’re recommendation Simon is?”

“I think we can start and use her…give her a small local assignment to begin with…didn’t we have the local mayor on our list?”

“Yes we have…perhaps Rebecca could organize it?”

“Would we use the prostitute scam?”

“No…no not yet, that might scare her…just the straight wife swap this time”

The board nodded their approval…it would be so.