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 Swinging Surprise, Part 2: A man is encouraged to give swinging another try
with the promise of fucking his wife's new friend, but things don't turn
out as he had planned.

   ***

   In the weeks following the swing party, Hanna had spoken with Lindsey
nearly every night.  She always walked outside onto the deck where I could
not hear at some point in every conversation.  She had looked a little
flushed after some of those talks.  They were planning something, that much
I was sure of, and I found out what soon enough.

   One night as we were getting in bed she asked, out of the blue, "Did you
enjoy Lindsey giving you head?  I wish I could have seen, but, well I was a
little pre occupied." She slipped her hand under the sheets and grabbed my
cock as she did.

   "It..  it was nice.." I mumbled, caught off guard by both her question
and her caress.

   "Just nice?  She said you came in her mouth before you even fucked her.
Is she that good, or were you having fun watching me with Tyreece?" She
purred, stroking my cock which was now rock hard.  Images of that night
filled my head.

   "Both, I suppose." I said numbly, by breath becoming deeper.

   "You want to fuck her don't you?  Don't lie, your cock tells me
everything I need to know.  You want to see me fuck Tyreece again too,
don't you?"

   "Yes." I said, barely able to get my breath, the tension mounting.

   "They can come this weekend.  Tyreece is spending a few days at her
place.  I thought they could come over here for a night.  Just us two girls
and the guys this time.  Now let me see if I can do it as good as Lindsey."

   She went down on me, and I came within minutes.  There was no further
discussion of the weekend plans, my orgasm was all the consent Hanna
needed.

   On Friday Hanna took a little longer in the shower than usual, and I
noticed she had completely shaved her pussy.  She had always maintained a
neat trim, but I had never seen her bald.  She put on some fragrant lotion
before slipping into her bra and panties.  She then fished out a garter
belt and stockings from her lingerie drawer, still with the tags on.  I had
never seen her wear that stuff before, and the thought of her doing it for
the first time for Tyreece brought back a pang of jealousy.  She spun
slowly in front of me after snapping in her stockings.

   "Like what you see?"

   "Very sexy.  You look amazing in that." That much was true, the garter
belt perfectly framed the contours of her hips.

   "Glad you like it, Lindsey picked out the same set."

   I stiffened at the thought of Lindsey slipping on the same lingerie that
Hanna now wore, knowing that I would soon get to fuck her in it.  Once
again, my lust for her betrayed my instinct to keep Hanna close.  I had the
feeling I was being set up again, or perhaps I just remember it that way
now, after all that has happened.

   Hanna finished dressing, topping off with a skimpy skirt and silk
blouse.

   Not long after we finished, our doorbell rang.  Hanna answered, and
Lindsey walked in, alone, looking stunning in a short black dress.  The
tops of her stockings just peeked out at the hem.  For a second that I
would have them both to myself, but Lindsey put that to rest immediately.

   "Tyreece had to go pick up some things for tonight, he told me to come
over and get things warmed up."

   We made drinks, and the three of us sat on the couch, Hanna to my right
and Lindsey to my left.  The talk quickly turned to sex, and to Lindsey's
prior job as a stripper, and then she asked "Have you ever had a lapdance
Hanna?"

   "No.  I have never even been in a topless bar." She replied, blushing a
little.  "Do women actually pay for those?"

   "Not as often as I would like, but yea, I've danced for plenty of girls.
Want one?"

   Lindsey began to slink across my lap, not waiting for Hanna to reply. 
Her skirt rode up on her beautiful ass as she crawled over me, revealing
another tempting peak at panties.  She slowly straddled Hanna, then asked
me to turn on some music.  I almost fell getting up from the couch to click
on Hanna's ipod.  The two of them giggled a little at me, then turned to
each other as the music started.

   She went slow at first, gyrating in Hanna's lap, the two of them
innocently touching each other on the face, on their hips.  Lindsey glanced
over at me, saw me watching intently, and then leaned in to kiss Hanna on
the lips.  Hanna kissed back.  Watching my wife passionately kiss another
woman for the first time was an amazing sight, and I felt my cock straining
in my pants.

   Buttons were quickly loosened, and soon both women's tops were on the
floor.  Lindsey leaned in as she danced, rubbing her tits against Hanna's
for a while.  From where I sat, the soft scratch of their lace bras rubbing
together was driving me mad with lust.  Lindsey leaned back, and Hanna
tentatively touched her breasts at first, but must have enjoyed the feel as
she soon had both hands full.

   They danced that way for several songs, driving me crazy, especially
when they kissed.  My trance was broken when Lindsey's phone chimed, and
she looked over on the arm rest at the text.  She quickly texted back, then
looked back at Hanna.  "Tyreece is almost here.  Let's go freshen up OK?"
They got up and walked to the bathroom together as I sat there, sad that
the show was over.

   I could hear them talking in the bathroom as they washed up and tidied
up their makeup.  Their tops were left lying on the floor, clearly they had
no further use for those tonight.  When they walked back out a few minutes
later, Lindsey asked Hanna to get us some drinks ready while she got
reacquainted with me.

   "You're a smart man Scott, letting Hanna play like this." Lindsey said,
now climbing into my lap and facing me as she had done with Hanna.  "You
like watching her with other people don't you?" I nodded, moving my hands
to her hips as she began to slowly rotate her pelvis in my lap.  I would
have answered yes to anything she asked me at that moment.  "Which did you
like more?  Me kissing her or her fucking Tyreece?" I started to answer,
but she put a finger on my lips.  "Shh, don't tell me.  If you're anything
like Zach I already know."

   She kissed me, and we made out that way on the couch for several minutes
while Hanna made the drinks.  To tell the truth, once Lindsey's tongue was
in my mouth I practically forgot she was still in the house.  She startled
me when she walked back into the living room, teasing us when she saw us on
the couch.  "Gee, you two.  Don't wait for me."

   "You'll have all you can handle soon enough my dear." Lindsey replied,
playfully.

   It was then that I noticed the number of glasses on the tray Hanna was
carrying.  There were seven.  With everything going on at that moment, and
a nearly naked Lindsey sitting in my lap, I have no idea why my eyes were
drawn to that, but suddenly the seven glasses cried out for explanation. 
Before I could ask, the doorbell rang, and my question was answered when
Hanna opened it.  Tyreece walked in, along with two more men that I
recognized form the party at the lake house.  The last one in I recognized
as the one who had fucked the blonde on the rug in front of us.  When Hanna
closed the door, Tyreece pulled her to him and kissed her, the other two
moved in close to watch, one of them lifting up her skirt and cupping her
ass.

   Before I could protest, Lindsey turned my face to her.  "I told her not
to tell you about the other two.  I thought it would be easier this way, to
have you loosen up a little before they came in.  She's been asking me
about the other guys since the party.  They've been outside in the car
since I got here.  I thought you wouldn't mind her having a little extra
once I got my hands on you." She moved her hands to my cock as she spoke,
feeling my still raging erection in my pants.  "Do you want to fuck me now,
or watch her for a while first?"

   I looked over at Hanna and saw that she was wasting no time with the new
arrivals.  She had turned to kiss one of the others, and Tyreece was
slipping her skirt off her hips.  She stepped out and kicked it aside with
her heels.  A hand slipped into her panties, fingering her slit, causing
her to moan loudly.  Tyreece unsnapped her bra letting it fall free from
her breasts, which were soon covered by the large black hands of the man
behind her.

   "That's what I thought." Lindsey purred in my ear, unzipping my pants as
she spoke.  "You can't take your eyes off of her can you?" I didn't answer,
but kept looking at Hanna as she turned to kiss the third in the group, the
other two undressing beside them.  Lindsey expertly stroked my cock, now
slick with precum.  "Let me help you with that so you can relax the rest of
the night, OK?" She slid down off my lap onto her knees, licking up and
down my shaft a few times before taking me into her mouth.  I came before I
knew what was happening, blowing my load in her mouth, which she again
swallowed.  My thoughts of fucking her evaporated once I realized what I
had done, it had been years since I had been able to get hard twice in the
same night.

   Lindsey climbed back in my lap, smiling with satisfaction.  "Don't
worry, Zach never lasts long in my mouth either.  I don't think fucking me
is the main thing on your mind right now anyway."

   It wasn't.  I was in a trance watching Hanna.  She was on her knees, the
three of them standing around her as she moved from cock to cock sucking
them off.  I was angry with myself for cumming so fast, but watching Hanna
sucking those three cocks made me furious.  Furious that she could have
done this to me, again, but more furious that on a deeper level I was
enjoying what I saw.

   After a while, Hanna stood and took Tyreece by the hand, leading him by
the couch and down the hall toward our bedroom.  She glanced at us and
winked as she walked by, I am not sure if at me or Lindsey.  The other two
followed, and I realized I could not even remember their names, yet they
were about to fuck my wife.  Lindsey stood and took my hand, and I followed
with her down the hall.

   By the time I got to the room, Hanna was on her back on our bed. 
Tyreece had pulled her panties to the side and was licking her slit, her
moans filling the room.  The others climbed on the bed beside her, kneeling
where she could stroke and suck them in turn.  Hanna climaxed quickly,
bucking her hips the way she did when I hit her clit just right with my
tongue.  When she relaxed, Tyreece stood and positioned himself between her
legs.  He lifted them up under her knees then entered her, bring out more
screams of pleasure.  He worked his way in slowly, then fucked her with
fast, deep strokes, his skin slapping against hers every time he bottomed
out.

   Lindsey must have watched enough, for she turned to me and said, "It
looks like you're doing fine with this.  I think I'll go help your wife out
a little." She kissed me on the lips, cupping my still limp cock in her
hands as she did.  "If you get him ready before I get too tired I still
want to fuck you."

   Lindsey climbed on the other side of the bed from Hanna, and one of the
guys joined her.  He quickly freed her from her lingerie, then laid her on
her back, entering her missionary style.  Before he covered her completely,
I caught a glimpse of his black shaft entering the pussy I should have been
fucking.  My failure was complete, all I could do was stand there and
listen as Lindsey's moans joined Hanna's.  Our bed strained under the
weight of five people tangled in passion.

   Tyreece pulled out, giving the third his turn.  Hanna scooted up farther
on the bed next to Lindsey, spreading her legs to take him.  He entered
her, and she wrapped her legs around him tightly, pulling him in deep.  The
three of them fucked both women in turn, until each had had a taste of both
women.

   Hanna changed positions, getting on her hands and knees facing me. 
Tyreece entered her from behind, holding her garter belt like the reins on
a horse and pushing in slowly to the hilt.  She locked eyes with me as
penetrated her, but her eyes were glazed as if she were hypnotized.  Beside
her, Lindsey climbed atop her buck, riding him cowgirl.  The third man
positioned himself in front of my wife, pressing his cock in her mouth as
she rocked back and forth from Tyreece's increasingly rapid thrusts.  Both
women came at some point, possibly several times, but the noises were so
loud to begin with it was difficult to tell.

   The men soon followed suit, and that's when I finally realized there
were no condoms on any of the three.  Lindsey received the first load, her
lover bucking under her and groaning loudly as she rode him to completion.
Tyreece followed suit shortly thereafter, planting his seed deep in my wife
from behind, holding her tight against him for several minutes with his
cock still inside.  The man she had been sucking laid on his back and
motioned for her to climb on top.  She did so, her cum slick pussy taking
him easily.  She was a mess, both stockings broken free from the clasps,
her lipstick smeared, but her bull didn't seem to mind.  She only fucked
him for a couple minutes before he shot his load.  I watched, humiliated,
as a man whose name I still didn't know planted a load of cum in my wife.

   Hanna collapsed on top of him, kissing him as they rested.  Lindsey lay
panting beside her.  I had seen enough, and walked back to the living room.
I sat on the couch, alone, and brooded.  And I drank, polishing off four of
the gin and tonics Hanna had made earlier that still sat untouched on the
coffee table.  The ice had melted at this point, but I couldn't have given
half a shit.  Hanna had made them strong, and I was soon buzzing.

   I lost track of time, but eventually Lindsey came out, naked and sweaty,
but still beautiful, and sat down beside me, taking one of the drinks and
polishing it off quickly.  She asked me if I was OK, and I pretended to be
happy with the way things had turned out.  Down the hall, the sound of sex
once again came from the room, Hanna's cries becoming gradually louder. 
While we were talking, Lindsey once again felt my crotch, but at that point
I was well on my way to drunk and could not have gotten hard under any
circumstance.  We chatted briefly, but she soon returned to the bedroom to
join the fun.  As for me, I finished the other two drinks, at some point
passing out on the couch with the sounds of two women crying out in
pleasure tormenting me.

   At some point that night, Hanna came out to get a drink from the fridge,
waking me.  She came by the couch, leaning over to give me a kiss.  I
pretended to still be asleep, not quite ready to face her.  She smelled
like sweat, cum, and men's cologne.  She fetched her drink and returned to
the bedroom.  I heard footsteps of two or three people going up the stairs
to the guest room, and for the next half hour listened to the muffled
sounds of sex from both upstairs and down, quieter now, mostly creaking
bedsprings and moans.  Somewhere around 3 AM things finally fell silent,
and eventually I drifted back to a fitful sleep.