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We Become Swingers (ff,mf,mm,voy)
By Kristen Kathleen Becker
(c) Copyright June 1998
Dear reader: This is a story that can stand on its
own, but there are some references to events that
happened in an earlier story. If you are curious
about those events you can read "The Peephole" and
all will be explained. You can see that story, as
well as other stories I have written, at my personal
archive:
ftp://asstr.ml.org/pub/Authors/Kristen78/X/X.HTM
-=*=-
Its been about two months since Carmen and Peter
moved into the apartment behind mine in the big old
Victorian mansion on Rose Lane. Jeff and I became
friends with this older couple and I immediately
appropriated Carmen as my running partner. I had been
looking for a running companion for some time and
Carmen fit the bill perfectly. And through our many
conversations while jogging down the back roads we
became as close as sisters.
But after Carmen talked me into a little exhibition
sex-capade with Jeff; letting her and Peter watch us
while we made love; without Jeff's knowledge, I kind
of pulled way from my new neighbors a little bit.
Although Jeff took it pretty well, in the stark light
of day I was embarrassed by what we had done, and it
took a while before I could face Carmen and Peter
again.
But since Carmen was my running partner, and we run
together every evening when I'm at home alone without
Jeff, it didn't take me too long to get comfortable
around her again. We didn't talk about any sexually-
related related stuff, and I was beginning to push
the peeping incident into the back of my mind as just
one of those things...
Well looking back, after last night, I know better now.
You see, I have a very "experimental" outlook on life.
I also have a very active imagination, and that
includes things sexual. I guess that the unusual and
kinky excites me more than it does most women. Its
always been that way for me, for as far back as I can
remember. The good part about it is that all of my
boyfriends really liked that about me. The bad part
is that sometimes I get talked into things that other
women would scoff at and walk away from.
This story is about something that took place last
night. I'm still a little shaken by the whole thing
but thought I'd write about it while everything is
still fresh in my memory. (Kind of a therapeutical
thing I guess.)
-=*=-
The topic of sex came back up last night. It was
almost dark by the time Carmen and I had finished our
ten mile run and where doing our "cooling off" exer-
cises in the front yard. She asked if she could use
the computer and do a little cruising on the swinger
sites.
Well, I have to admit that I enjoy looking at all the
different kinks that these swinger-types advertise,
and besides I didn't want to offend Carmen by playing
the prude. So I said that we could for an hour or so,
but that Jeff was coming over at eight o'clock. Jeff
and I had been apart all week, and I had special plans
for him that evening.
We hurried up to my apartment and Carmen turned on my
computer, while I went into take a quick shower. I was
soaping up when the bathroom door opened and Carmen
popped her head into the room, "Hey Krissy, how about
you and Jeff have dinner with Peter and me tonight?"
My answer choked in my throat. She was standing there
completely naked. I finally gained control of my voice
and asked, "Carmen, what are you up to out there
anyway?"
"Oh nothing, I just thought we could take a shower
together, so we'd have more time at the keyboard."
Having said that she walked into the bathroom and
opened the shower door and stepped into the tub next
to me.
I was embarrassed being in such a strange situation
with her. Yes, I know that we'd had just had sex with
each other not two weeks before, but I hadn't planed
planned on making it a regular habit. I was still a
little freaked from my last experience and began to
protest, when Carmen placed her index finger to my
lips, saying "shush" at the same time. I looked into
her beautiful eyes, (Carmen looks very much like a
young Lauren Bacall. No, really she really does)
and I could tell that I was succumbing to her demands
on me again.
It's funny, only a moment before I was busily washing
my body, thinking about nothing in particular, and now
I was standing open to my friend with my knees tremb-
ling waiting for her to do whatever she wanted to me.
As I watched the water running down her perfect
breasts, I thought, "life's strange" then all I could
think about was the feel of her lips wrapped around
my left nipple as she sucked it in to her wonderfully
warm moist mouth. God, it felt good!
The water was cascading down on us both now, and
Carmen's auburn hair was completely soaked as she bent
over my breasts. I remember thinking that I didn't
want to get my hair wet, or I wouldn't be able to go
out to the movies.
It was almost like Carmen could read my mind, because
she twisted us in a circular motion into the full
spray of the shower head, pressing me against the
wall; I could feel the jet of water raining down on
me as my hair quickly became plastered to my head.
Now completely soaked, I couldn't help myself... I
began to feel the heat in me building, an excitement
that I usually only experience with Jeff when we make
love. I hadn't planned this, but the contact with this
beautiful older woman was making me crazy.
Then Carmen began to press down on my shoulders with
her hands. I didn't know what she wanted me to do, so
I resisted her until she told me to "sit." (My shower
is one of those inserts that has a built-in tub, with
surround. This model has a seat formed at the back
inside corner.)
So, not knowing what else to do, I let her force me
into sitting position in front of her. My face was now
parallel to her wet pussy. I could see rivulets of
water running down her flat stomach, beading up on her
furry little strip of trimmed pubic hair. Was she try-
ing to get me to do something to her? Did I want to do
anything to her? I was confused, but I had to admit
that the dewy little strip of trimmed pubic hair
looked very sexy.
Carmen's pussy disappeared from my view and was re-
placed by her lovely face. She had now knelt in front
of me, pushing my legs wide apart, and I could feel
the water raining down on us as if we were in a summer
storm.
I looked on, as this beautiful female bent her head
down between my legs. I jumped as I felt her hot
tongue tickling my clit. I was amazed that she could
home in without any preamble, right to my pleasure
nub. It was so fantastic!
I have never had any personal experience like that be-
fore. Carmen knew exactly how to excite my body, every
move she made with her tongue shot me higher than the
moment before. I could feel her tongue playing over my
clit one moment, then delve between my pussy lips to
wiggle inside of me. She was wonderful!
In the moment before my orgasm began I realized that
she had played my body like an instrument. I had no
control over the sensations she had brought on me,
and my face flushed as I realized that she was bring-
ing me higher that even sex with Jeff ever had.
I laid back against the wall, quietly moaning, unable
to stop myself from coming. The water was beating down
on my swollen nipples, and battering my contracting
stomach muscles as I came on Carmen's tongue.
Within a few moments the pleasure was so intense that
I began to beg Carmen to stop. But she wouldn't, she
kept up her tongue-torture as I squirmed around trying
to escape the intense pleasure she was giving me.
Finally I slipped off the shower seat onto the floor
of the stall, having the effect of pulling Carmen's
mouth away from my throbbing clit. I was breathing so
hard, that when she brought her mouth to mine, I had
to pull away from her or smother. I rolled into a
fetal position on the shower floor, instinctively
covering my crotch so she couldn't do anything else
to me. I needed time to recover.
Carmen reached up and turned off the shower, then lay
next to me on the shower stall floor. "Krissy, I don't
think I've ever seen anyone come so hard before, you
were beautiful." She hugged me to her but I still
couldn't speak, so we lay laid there for a few minutes
in silence.
After a time, I finally began to move. I wanted to get
away from Carmen. I felt like Carmen was trying to
turn me into a lesbian or something. I had liked our
sex too much, she had been in complete control of my
body and soul, and that bothered me. No, it frightened
me!
"Carmen, we have to get dressed! Jeff will be here
soon, and I don't want him to see us like this!"
I hoped that she would accept that, and maybe even
leave for her own apartment. But she could read me
like a book. She knew that I was uncomfortable with
the thoughts she had helped put into my mind.
"Krissy, don't feel bad about what we just did. It's
called swinging. It doesn't mean that you're queer,
its something that just about everybody who swings
does. You're a natural, you know. You should try the
full blown deal, you'd love it, and so would Jeff,
I'm sure of it.
"I was disappointed when you patched the peep hole we
made, and I've been so frustrated being around you and
Jeff all the time, when I just know that you guys
would make perfect partners. And yes, I know that you
have thought about it, and rejected the idea because
Peter and I have had so many lovers. But I tell you
we are perfectly safe. With AIDS tests and condoms,
its safer than dating."
I was staring at her perfect breasts with those large
erect, dusky colored nipples, as she urgently explained
that I wasn't queer, and that the swinger life-style
was as natural and easy as a walk in the park, when
Jeff walked in!
"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath as I saw my man
standing in the doorway wide-eyed, with his mouth
wide open as he stared at us in disbelief.
There we were, naked, sitting on my bed with Carmen's
arm around my shoulders, and the palm of her hand
making little circles on my stomach.
I gasped and jumped up, trying to cover myself.
But Carmen just sat there and leaned back with the
palms of her hands supporting her body from behind.
I was grabbing my robe as I turned to see her smiling
up at Jeff, slowly spreading her legs to him.
For a moment, I was angry with her. How dare she flirt
with my boyfriend! Then in an instant I realized that
she was just doing what she'd done hundreds of times
before. Carmen wanted to have sex with Jeff, and she
wanted to line me up for her husband. The thought ex-
cited me, even against my will. At that moment I knew
I should say something to stop this but I didn't.
I stood frozen, as I watched the scene before me. My
handsome man standing there, long blonde curls resting
on his broad shoulders, standing there quietly looking
at Carmen. And Carmen sitting in front of him, her
strong tanned legs spread wide, showing him her per-
fectly trimmed snatch; her bright pink pussy lips
slightly open, exposing her core, her clit distended
with obvious excitement. I held my breath for what
seemed forever, waiting to see what would happen next.
I didn't have to wait long.
To my surprise, Carmen got up off the bed and began to
dress. But she was putting on a show for Jeff even now.
I could see that he was bulging his pants, and so could
Carmen. It was so erotic to watch my man watching her.
I was lost in my own excitement, still standing naked
just out of Jeff's line of sight.
As Carmen slipped on her T-shirt she said, "Jeff, I
hope you liked the show. I was asking Krissy to join
Peter and I tonight for a little safe swinger-style
sex this evening. I'd really love to fuck you Jeff,
and I mean that."
Carmen walked close by Jeff, stopping long enough to
brush his crotch with her hand, then came over to me.
Jeff swung around and saw that I was still naked, hold-
ing my robe in my hands.
Carmen stopped in front of me for a moment and said
in a low voice, "Think about it Kristen. I really need
some excitement, I'm going crazy in this little vil-
lage, and I promise it will be safe."
With that said, Carmen leaned in close to me, pushing
be back against the wall and began a long deep french
kiss, she made me part my lips, and sucked my tongue
into her mouth. She made me pant for breath, then she
winked at Jeff and walked out of the room.
-=*=-
"I can't believe it Kristen!
"You mean to tell me that you two just had sex? And
that you've done it before with her!?
"I mean, come on baby, what am I suppose to think!?
Did you like it?" Jeff had that whining twang to his
voice that I knew he used when we were going to have
an argument.
This time, I couldn't blame him. This whole thing was
my fault, helped greatly by Carmen seducing me. I had
made Jeff feel less manly, made him wonder about my
sexuality.
Tearfully I apologized, "Jeffy I'm so sorry, it's just
that Carmen is so much my experienced than me, and she
just seems to take control of the situation.
"You know me! I'm always the one making things happen,
its just that around her... I just can't seem to help
myself."
I felt terrible, like I had betrayed him, cheated on
him.
But my apologies were cut short when the phone rang
and Jeff picked up the cordless receiver.
"Hello?"
He stood there listening as I watched him. He'd been
away for almost a week, working for the state parks
department this time. He had been out in the sun and
weather and looked as dark as an Indian in the room's
soft light. His brilliant blue eyes were looking at me
as I stood naked before him.
The thought suddenly occurred to me that if we made
love it would make him feel better and less threatened
by what he had just witnessed. He hadn't said a word,
he was just listening to the person at the other end.
I thought that "why not" get things going while he was
unable to say anything to me.
I dropped my robe and padded over to him and took hold
of his belt buckle. He looked into my eyes and I just
wanted to melt into him. I could smell that "man smell"
he had when he'd worked all day outside. (He hadn't
even stopped by his own place first.) I quickly undid
his buckle and opened the fly of his Levi's.
Jeff was pretending to ignore me as he listened to the
person talking at the other end. I was wondering a lit-
tle why he hadn't said anything, but with a quick tug
on his pants I was distracted by his beautiful cock
bouncing around in front of me. (Jeff never wears
underwear, which I encourage.)
I know that I have described his handsome tool in
another story, but he is so well endowed that I just
have to take a moment to describe it. No its not 15
inches long nor is it like a baseball bat. Our
measurements make it just at 5-1/4 inches long and 5
inches in circumference when fully erect. This is, in
my opinion "the" perfect size. But what makes Jeff's
cock so beautiful is the color and texture of the skin.
His cock looks so strong and powerful it makes me
weak-kneed when I think about it at oddest times, like
when I'm grocery shopping or worse, at the gynecol-
ogist. (ahem... sorry about that, didn't mean to get
so carried away.)
So at any rate there I am with my hand on Jeff's
beautiful cock, and I know what I'm going to do. Nor-
mally I wait until after we shower, but I thought that
in this case a little emergency blowjob was needed.
Knowing that he would taste a little gamy, but still
loving the feel of his cock on my tongue, I knelt in
front of him. Looking up into his face like a suppli-
cant at a religious shrine, I brought the head of his
cock to my lips in a whisper of a kiss.
But just then there was a noise behind us and I looked
around with my heart in my throat.
It was Peter!
I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at Peter.
(By the way, Peter looks just like Chuck Norris to me,
except his hair is a reddish-blonde color and he's
much younger. He even wears a closely cropped beard
just like Norris.) Then I realized that I had my boy-
friend's erect cock in my hand and that I was kneeling
in front of him, *and Peter was looking at me doing
it*! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed
my robe again.
Jeff pulled his pants up and I could see he was embar-
rassed too. But he didn't say anything, he just handed
Peter the phone.
"Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was
already making it up to Jeff!"
He looked at me and said, "Carmen was telling Jeff
that you would probably do something nice for him. And
that he owed her one. But how nice I could only have
guessed." He was beaming at me, as I stood mortified
and speechless.
Then Jeff said, "It does sound interesting. Carmen
makes the whole thing sound rather appealing. Kristen,
I'd be willing to try it if you are, sweetheart."
I couldn't help it, I just stood there in silent shock,
wondering what Carmen had been saying to him to get
Jeff to even consider swapping. Did he know what he
was he saying? I could understand him wanting Carmen,
men are like that, and I accept that, but what I
couldn't understand was that he wouldn't mind me doing
it with Peter.
All of a sudden, I didn't think swinging was all that
sexy any more. I was afraid that things had progressed
beyond my understanding and I had no idea what to say
or do. I just stood there trembling in confusion.
Then Carmen was at the door. Without a word, she walked
over to Jeff, but as she passed me she gently pulled
the robe that I was clasping to my chest out of my
grip, trailing it behind her, then dropping it to the
floor as she stood close up to Jeff.
I stood there self-conscious as Peter eyed me from the
doorway.
Brazenly, Carmen popped the one fastened button on
Jeff's jeans and lowered her whole body to a kneeling
position as she pulled his pants down. I watched fas-
cinated as Jeff's wonderful manly cock bounced out
into the open again. I had a twinge of shocked
jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on him.
But my jealously quickly gave way to amazement as I
watched her take his whole length into her throat. She
was bobbing her head forward and backward faster than
I'd imagined possible. I have never been able to take
Jeff's whole length into my mouth, and was fascinated
by Carmen's technique. I knew that I would have to get
her to tell me how she did that.
Jeff stood there in the middle of the room with his
pants down around his ankles, his head bent back, eyes
closed, groaning... as Carmen worked on him. It was
obvious to me that Jeff wasn't going to protest. I
still was confused, I didn't think that I wanted to
have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse?
Then Carmen stopped bobbing her head over Jeff's cock.
Quickly she stood up and lead him over to the bed. Jeff
looked like a naughty little boy as he shuffled over to
the bed with his pants down around his ankles.
She asked Jeff to sit down then she pulled his pants
off, and then she removed his shirt, rubbing the palms
of her hands along his smooth chest muscles. I could
tell that Carmen was impressed with Jeff's body.
For some reason I looked over at Peter. (I had seen
Peter and Carmen's swinger profile with picture of
them making it doggy style on the Internet, and he
was no slouch even at 36.) But I couldn't help com-
paring his body with Jeff's 27 year-old perfect one.
I'm so used to Jeff's body, and feel comfortable doing
anything I want to with it. But here was a strange man,
standing close to me with the obvious intention of
fucking me as soon as I would let him. And even though
he wasn't as handsome as Jeff, the thought of having
sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what he'd
be like, how he'd feel in me.
I was frightened again at that thought. Did I want to
go through with this? Then I realized that Carmen was
calling my name.
"Kristen, come here please."
Looking at them; Jeff sprawled on the bed with Carmen's
completely naked body straddling his left thigh, I did-
n't know what to do. I was still in shock at what was
happening, so I just followed Carmen's instructions and
went over to them.
Carmen took my hand and pulled me down on the other
side of Jeff's body. He was still laying back with his
eyes closed. I could see Carmen's saliva glistening on
the skin of his rigid cock. I wondered for a moment how
he held out for so long under this intense stimulation.
Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he'd been
jerking himself off all week while he was away. (What
a waste!)
Carmen's voice brought me back to the real world as
she asked. "What did you think about my technique,
Kristen?"
"I kept wondering how you could take him so deeply.
I couldn't take that much in a million years," I an-
swered, feeling very intimidated.
"Watch closely and I'll show you."
She bent over Jeff's again and effortlessly took his
erect cock to the hilt, then began to pump him in and
out with apparent ease, making him groan again, thrash-
ing his head from side-to- side in ecstasy.
I was majorly turned-on watching my running partner
and current best girlfriend sucking on my boyfriend's
big cock.
Almost without thinking I asked, "Teach me, please..."
Carmen pulled her mouth off Jeff's now raging hardon
with a wet popping sound sending it slapping against
his belly. Licking her lips Carmen said. "The trick
is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back
of you throat a little more each time. And try to keep
your mouth and throat in straight alignment so his
penis can slip through into your throat. Believe me,
once you get used to it, it's easy!
I was just about to try that when Peter gently pushed
me to one side and knelt between Jeff's open legs.
Carmen said, "Watch this and you'll see exactly what
I mean."
I couldn't believe what I was seeing... I had never
even in my wildest dreams imagined something like this
happening! Peter took Jeff's cock in his hand and fed
it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as
my boyfriend's cock disappeared to the hilt between
Peter's lips. I was still sputtering when he, just
like Carmen, began to pump Jeff's cock in and out of
his throat.
Peter bobbed his head faster and faster over Jeff's
cock; Jeff lay on the bed thrashing more and more as
he began to reach his edge. I just lay there watching,
not quite believing that this was happening.
What would Jeff say when he found out that it wasn't
Carmen sucking on his dick, but Peter instead? God, I
was really nervous now watching as Jeff began to moan
that he was coming. Then he looked at his bj companion.
(Jeff likes to watch as he comes, and habits are hard
to break.)
I thought he would explode a blood vessel. One moment
he was thrashing around thinking how sexy it was going
to be to watch Carmen eat his sperm, then the next he
was coming into a man's mouth. His face went bright
red, but he couldn't help himself; he was coming and
couldn't stop. Also Peter knew what he was doing, and
milked my boyfriend of every last drop before letting
his orgasm stop.
It seemed like everything was super-quiet for a moment.
All I could hear was Jeff's ragged breathing. Then
Carmen took something slimy looking and slipped it over
Jeff's cock and climbed up on top of him.
I don't think he could have stopped her if he'd wanted
to, but I would have if she hadn't used protection. (I
found out later that the slimy looking thing she had
put on Jeff was what is called "Lamb's Skin" an intes-
tine or something like that from a sheep. The advantage
of it is that it doesn't bind-up like a regular rubber.
Neither partner can even feel that it's there. I never
knew something like that existed.
Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, she simple
positioned Jeff's cock at her opening and sank down on
him and began to ride him slowly, as I watched.
Then I felt Peter's hand on my leg. I rolled over to
see him standing over me. He had stripped and was look-
ing at me with lust in his eyes. They seemed so deep
and sensitive, like the eyes of some all-knowing being.
I was so horny now that I wished Jeff could take me.
I looked over at Jeff and he was reaching up to take
Carmen's breasts into his hands, squeezing them. I
could tell he wasn't even aware of Peter and me. I had
a momentary pang of jealousy again at the thought of
the pleasure Carmen was having with my man.
Then I looked back at Peter and realized that this was
it. Either I stopped things now, or I didn't.
As if in slow-motion, I watched Peter pull out another
one of those slimy things and drape it loosely over his
rather interesting erection. I noticed just before he
covered it that his cockhead was unusually large. I
mean like twice the sizes I'm used to. The length and
girth were normal enough, but that cockhead was
interesting. I wished that I had more time in inspect
it, but knew that he was ready.
Looking at Peter's unusual cock I began to imagine what
it would feel like. I noticed his tight stomach and
knotted thighs, and wondered how his body would feel
against mine. I was horny and wanted to have Peter fuck
me. I remember that I was surprised by that thought.
So I ended up lying beside my boyfriend Jeff on the
bed getting fucked by my neighbor Peter while his wife
Carmen was riding Jeff for all she was worth!
It seemed almost funny to me as Peter moved up between
my legs. Here I am, a very careful person in real life.
I take superb care of my body, and have always been an
assertive individual, and here I am letting Carmen fuck
my boyfriend right in front of me, and I am about to be
mounted by her husband! It was just like she and Peter
had wanted, just like they had planned. It was hyster-
ical.
I was hysterical; I couldn't move as that fat-headed
cock moved between my legs. I looked down at our bodies
to see what he was doing. I could feel his cock press-
ing against my opening, but at that angle, I couldn't
actually see him doing it.
Then all of a sudden, I felt him push into me. That
big cockhead rippled down into me. I could actually
feel it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal
canal. It was strange, and stimulating. Then he was
pulling back out, and whoosh, back in again. I felt
the same rippling effect as he plunged deeply into me.
Then he was humping away at me, and that big fat cock-
head was making me crazy. It itched itches I didn't
even know I had. I've never felt a cock like that be-
fore and it was wonderful! Peter plunged into me with
abandon, and soon I was thrusting back at him like a
banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving
bottom.
We were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming
as we thrust at each other. Finally, I felt Peter shove
himself as deeply as he could into me, and that huge
cockhead of his expanded and contracted as he pumped
his hot sperm into me. I could feel it expand and con-
tract with each gush, and it felt wonderful.
In fact, it felt so good that I couldn't hold out any
longer and I came on his rigid pole in gasping spasms
that made my whole body shiver. I knew what I must
look like, but my body kept jerking out of control
under his as I wantonly called out his name, "Fuck me
Peter! Come in me Peter! God, I love you Peter..." (I
blush at those words now, and plan to make it up to
Jeff *very* soon.) Even in the middle of my wild
orgasm, I realized that I had lost control, and looked
over at Jeff and Carmen.
Carmen was in no pain, she was riding Jeff's cock like
a cowgirl at a rodeo, Jeff was looking over at me as I
came on Peter's cock. His blue eyes looked darker than
I remembered them, he looked at me with a strange ex-
pression, then as my spasms began to slow, Jeff's eyes
became unfocused and his handsome face screwed up; I
could tell he was emptying himself into my friend.
Later, I found out that Carmen had already come, but
was enjoying bringing Jeff off a second time, and was
more than willing to do it again if we would let her.
I thanked her, but declined the offer. I felt that
some repair to our relationship was in order, and
after saying good night and bundling sex partners out
the door, I turned back to my lover expecting him to
rebuke me.
But Jeffrey surprised me again.
He said with real enthusiasm, "Baby, you looked so hot
with Peter making you crazy, you could have brought me
off if I'd just been laying there! I just couldn't be-
lieve how sex-crazed you were!"
I looked at Jeff's handsome Nordic features and smiled
weakly back at him. "Sweety, I'm a little embarrassed
by this whole thing, I still can't believe we did it."
"Yeah, I know what you mean Kristen, but you have to
admit it was some great sex. And I for one, wouldn't
mind doing it again!"
-=*=-
"Men! Here I am shaken and unsure, and Jeff's already
talking about doing it again. Can't live with them,
can't live without them!"
-=*=-
Speaking of men! I want to give my most heart-felt
thanks to Professor "Stephen" - for without his expert
proofing, this story would be less than it is.
(c) June 1998 Kristen Kathleen Becker
- Kristen078@hotmail.com
_______________________________________________________
We Become Swingers (ff,mf,mm,voy)
By Kristen Kathleen Becker
(c) Copyright June 1998
Dear reader: This is a story that can stand on its
own, but there are some references to events that
happened in an earlier story. If you are curious
about those events you can read "The Peephole" and
all will be explained. You can see that story, as
well as other stories I have written, at my personal
archive:
ftp://asstr.ml.org/pub/Authors/Kristen78/X/X.HTM
-=*=-
Its been about two months since Carmen and Peter
moved into the apartment behind mine in the big old
Victorian mansion on Rose Lane. Jeff and I became
friends with this older couple and I immediately
appropriated Carmen as my running partner. I had been
looking for a running companion for some time and
Carmen fit the bill perfectly. And through our many
conversations while jogging down the back roads we
became as close as sisters.
But after Carmen talked me into a little exhibition
sex-capade with Jeff; letting her and Peter watch us
while we made love; without Jeff's knowledge, I kind
of pulled way from my new neighbors a little bit.
Although Jeff took it pretty well, in the stark light
of day I was embarrassed by what we had done, and it
took a while before I could face Carmen and Peter
again.
But since Carmen was my running partner, and we run
together every evening when I'm at home alone without
Jeff, it didn't take me too long to get comfortable
around her again. We didn't talk about any sexually-
related related stuff, and I was beginning to push
the peeping incident into the back of my mind as just
one of those things...
Well looking back, after last night, I know better now.
You see, I have a very "experimental" outlook on life.
I also have a very active imagination, and that
includes things sexual. I guess that the unusual and
kinky excites me more than it does most women. Its
always been that way for me, for as far back as I can
remember. The good part about it is that all of my
boyfriends really liked that about me. The bad part
is that sometimes I get talked into things that other
women would scoff at and walk away from.
This story is about something that took place last
night. I'm still a little shaken by the whole thing
but thought I'd write about it while everything is
still fresh in my memory. (Kind of a therapeutical
thing I guess.)
-=*=-
The topic of sex came back up last night. It was
almost dark by the time Carmen and I had finished our
ten mile run and where doing our "cooling off" exer-
cises in the front yard. She asked if she could use
the computer and do a little cruising on the swinger
sites.
Well, I have to admit that I enjoy looking at all the
different kinks that these swinger-types advertise,
and besides I didn't want to offend Carmen by playing
the prude. So I said that we could for an hour or so,
but that Jeff was coming over at eight o'clock. Jeff
and I had been apart all week, and I had special plans
for him that evening.
We hurried up to my apartment and Carmen turned on my
computer, while I went into take a quick shower. I was
soaping up when the bathroom door opened and Carmen
popped her head into the room, "Hey Krissy, how about
you and Jeff have dinner with Peter and me tonight?"
My answer choked in my throat. She was standing there
completely naked. I finally gained control of my voice
and asked, "Carmen, what are you up to out there
anyway?"
"Oh nothing, I just thought we could take a shower
together, so we'd have more time at the keyboard."
Having said that she walked into the bathroom and
opened the shower door and stepped into the tub next
to me.
I was embarrassed being in such a strange situation
with her. Yes, I know that we'd had just had sex with
each other not two weeks before, but I hadn't planed
planned on making it a regular habit. I was still a
little freaked from my last experience and began to
protest, when Carmen placed her index finger to my
lips, saying "shush" at the same time. I looked into
her beautiful eyes, (Carmen looks very much like a
young Lauren Bacall. No, really she really does)
and I could tell that I was succumbing to her demands
on me again.
It's funny, only a moment before I was busily washing
my body, thinking about nothing in particular, and now
I was standing open to my friend with my knees tremb-
ling waiting for her to do whatever she wanted to me.
As I watched the water running down her perfect
breasts, I thought, "life's strange" then all I could
think about was the feel of her lips wrapped around
my left nipple as she sucked it in to her wonderfully
warm moist mouth. God, it felt good!
The water was cascading down on us both now, and
Carmen's auburn hair was completely soaked as she bent
over my breasts. I remember thinking that I didn't
want to get my hair wet, or I wouldn't be able to go
out to the movies.
It was almost like Carmen could read my mind, because
she twisted us in a circular motion into the full
spray of the shower head, pressing me against the
wall; I could feel the jet of water raining down on
me as my hair quickly became plastered to my head.
Now completely soaked, I couldn't help myself... I
began to feel the heat in me building, an excitement
that I usually only experience with Jeff when we make
love. I hadn't planned this, but the contact with this
beautiful older woman was making me crazy.
Then Carmen began to press down on my shoulders with
her hands. I didn't know what she wanted me to do, so
I resisted her until she told me to "sit." (My shower
is one of those inserts that has a built-in tub, with
surround. This model has a seat formed at the back
inside corner.)
So, not knowing what else to do, I let her force me
into sitting position in front of her. My face was now
parallel to her wet pussy. I could see rivulets of
water running down her flat stomach, beading up on her
furry little strip of trimmed pubic hair. Was she try-
ing to get me to do something to her? Did I want to do
anything to her? I was confused, but I had to admit
that the dewy little strip of trimmed pubic hair
looked very sexy.
Carmen's pussy disappeared from my view and was re-
placed by her lovely face. She had now knelt in front
of me, pushing my legs wide apart, and I could feel
the water raining down on us as if we were in a summer
storm.
I looked on, as this beautiful female bent her head
down between my legs. I jumped as I felt her hot
tongue tickling my clit. I was amazed that she could
home in without any preamble, right to my pleasure
nub. It was so fantastic!
I have never had any personal experience like that be-
fore. Carmen knew exactly how to excite my body, every
move she made with her tongue shot me higher than the
moment before. I could feel her tongue playing over my
clit one moment, then delve between my pussy lips to
wiggle inside of me. She was wonderful!
In the moment before my orgasm began I realized that
she had played my body like an instrument. I had no
control over the sensations she had brought on me,
and my face flushed as I realized that she was bring-
ing me higher that even sex with Jeff ever had.
I laid back against the wall, quietly moaning, unable
to stop myself from coming. The water was beating down
on my swollen nipples, and battering my contracting
stomach muscles as I came on Carmen's tongue.
Within a few moments the pleasure was so intense that
I began to beg Carmen to stop. But she wouldn't, she
kept up her tongue-torture as I squirmed around trying
to escape the intense pleasure she was giving me.
Finally I slipped off the shower seat onto the floor
of the stall, having the effect of pulling Carmen's
mouth away from my throbbing clit. I was breathing so
hard, that when she brought her mouth to mine, I had
to pull away from her or smother. I rolled into a
fetal position on the shower floor, instinctively
covering my crotch so she couldn't do anything else
to me. I needed time to recover.
Carmen reached up and turned off the shower, then lay
next to me on the shower stall floor. "Krissy, I don't
think I've ever seen anyone come so hard before, you
were beautiful." She hugged me to her but I still
couldn't speak, so we lay laid there for a few minutes
in silence.
After a time, I finally began to move. I wanted to get
away from Carmen. I felt like Carmen was trying to
turn me into a lesbian or something. I had liked our
sex too much, she had been in complete control of my
body and soul, and that bothered me. No, it frightened
me!
"Carmen, we have to get dressed! Jeff will be here
soon, and I don't want him to see us like this!"
I hoped that she would accept that, and maybe even
leave for her own apartment. But she could read me
like a book. She knew that I was uncomfortable with
the thoughts she had helped put into my mind.
"Krissy, don't feel bad about what we just did. It's
called swinging. It doesn't mean that you're queer,
its something that just about everybody who swings
does. You're a natural, you know. You should try the
full blown deal, you'd love it, and so would Jeff,
I'm sure of it.
"I was disappointed when you patched the peep hole we
made, and I've been so frustrated being around you and
Jeff all the time, when I just know that you guys
would make perfect partners. And yes, I know that you
have thought about it, and rejected the idea because
Peter and I have had so many lovers. But I tell you
we are perfectly safe. With AIDS tests and condoms,
its safer than dating."
I was staring at her perfect breasts with those large
erect, dusky colored nipples, as she urgently explained
that I wasn't queer, and that the swinger life-style
was as natural and easy as a walk in the park, when
Jeff walked in!
"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath as I saw my man
standing in the doorway wide-eyed, with his mouth
wide open as he stared at us in disbelief.
There we were, naked, sitting on my bed with Carmen's
arm around my shoulders, and the palm of her hand
making little circles on my stomach.
I gasped and jumped up, trying to cover myself.
But Carmen just sat there and leaned back with the
palms of her hands supporting her body from behind.
I was grabbing my robe as I turned to see her smiling
up at Jeff, slowly spreading her legs to him.
For a moment, I was angry with her. How dare she flirt
with my boyfriend! Then in an instant I realized that
she was just doing what she'd done hundreds of times
before. Carmen wanted to have sex with Jeff, and she
wanted to line me up for her husband. The thought ex-
cited me, even against my will. At that moment I knew
I should say something to stop this but I didn't.
I stood frozen, as I watched the scene before me. My
handsome man standing there, long blonde curls resting
on his broad shoulders, standing there quietly looking
at Carmen. And Carmen sitting in front of him, her
strong tanned legs spread wide, showing him her per-
fectly trimmed snatch; her bright pink pussy lips
slightly open, exposing her core, her clit distended
with obvious excitement. I held my breath for what
seemed forever, waiting to see what would happen next.
I didn't have to wait long.
To my surprise, Carmen got up off the bed and began to
dress. But she was putting on a show for Jeff even now.
I could see that he was bulging his pants, and so could
Carmen. It was so erotic to watch my man watching her.
I was lost in my own excitement, still standing naked
just out of Jeff's line of sight.
As Carmen slipped on her T-shirt she said, "Jeff, I
hope you liked the show. I was asking Krissy to join
Peter and I tonight for a little safe swinger-style
sex this evening. I'd really love to fuck you Jeff,
and I mean that."
Carmen walked close by Jeff, stopping long enough to
brush his crotch with her hand, then came over to me.
Jeff swung around and saw that I was still naked, hold-
ing my robe in my hands.
Carmen stopped in front of me for a moment and said
in a low voice, "Think about it Kristen. I really need
some excitement, I'm going crazy in this little vil-
lage, and I promise it will be safe."
With that said, Carmen leaned in close to me, pushing
be back against the wall and began a long deep french
kiss, she made me part my lips, and sucked my tongue
into her mouth. She made me pant for breath, then she
winked at Jeff and walked out of the room.
-=*=-
"I can't believe it Kristen!
"You mean to tell me that you two just had sex? And
that you've done it before with her!?
"I mean, come on baby, what am I suppose to think!?
Did you like it?" Jeff had that whining twang to his
voice that I knew he used when we were going to have
an argument.
This time, I couldn't blame him. This whole thing was
my fault, helped greatly by Carmen seducing me. I had
made Jeff feel less manly, made him wonder about my
sexuality.
Tearfully I apologized, "Jeffy I'm so sorry, it's just
that Carmen is so much my experienced than me, and she
just seems to take control of the situation.
"You know me! I'm always the one making things happen,
its just that around her... I just can't seem to help
myself."
I felt terrible, like I had betrayed him, cheated on
him.
But my apologies were cut short when the phone rang
and Jeff picked up the cordless receiver.
"Hello?"
He stood there listening as I watched him. He'd been
away for almost a week, working for the state parks
department this time. He had been out in the sun and
weather and looked as dark as an Indian in the room's
soft light. His brilliant blue eyes were looking at me
as I stood naked before him.
The thought suddenly occurred to me that if we made
love it would make him feel better and less threatened
by what he had just witnessed. He hadn't said a word,
he was just listening to the person at the other end.
I thought that "why not" get things going while he was
unable to say anything to me.
I dropped my robe and padded over to him and took hold
of his belt buckle. He looked into my eyes and I just
wanted to melt into him. I could smell that "man smell"
he had when he'd worked all day outside. (He hadn't
even stopped by his own place first.) I quickly undid
his buckle and opened the fly of his Levi's.
Jeff was pretending to ignore me as he listened to the
person talking at the other end. I was wondering a lit-
tle why he hadn't said anything, but with a quick tug
on his pants I was distracted by his beautiful cock
bouncing around in front of me. (Jeff never wears
underwear, which I encourage.)
I know that I have described his handsome tool in
another story, but he is so well endowed that I just
have to take a moment to describe it. No its not 15
inches long nor is it like a baseball bat. Our
measurements make it just at 5-1/4 inches long and 5
inches in circumference when fully erect. This is, in
my opinion "the" perfect size. But what makes Jeff's
cock so beautiful is the color and texture of the skin.
His cock looks so strong and powerful it makes me
weak-kneed when I think about it at oddest times, like
when I'm grocery shopping or worse, at the gynecol-
ogist. (ahem... sorry about that, didn't mean to get
so carried away.)
So at any rate there I am with my hand on Jeff's
beautiful cock, and I know what I'm going to do. Nor-
mally I wait until after we shower, but I thought that
in this case a little emergency blowjob was needed.
Knowing that he would taste a little gamy, but still
loving the feel of his cock on my tongue, I knelt in
front of him. Looking up into his face like a suppli-
cant at a religious shrine, I brought the head of his
cock to my lips in a whisper of a kiss.
But just then there was a noise behind us and I looked
around with my heart in my throat.
It was Peter!
I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at Peter.
(By the way, Peter looks just like Chuck Norris to me,
except his hair is a reddish-blonde color and he's
much younger. He even wears a closely cropped beard
just like Norris.) Then I realized that I had my boy-
friend's erect cock in my hand and that I was kneeling
in front of him, *and Peter was looking at me doing
it*! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed
my robe again.
Jeff pulled his pants up and I could see he was embar-
rassed too. But he didn't say anything, he just handed
Peter the phone.
"Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was
already making it up to Jeff!"
He looked at me and said, "Carmen was telling Jeff
that you would probably do something nice for him. And
that he owed her one. But how nice I could only have
guessed." He was beaming at me, as I stood mortified
and speechless.
Then Jeff said, "It does sound interesting. Carmen
makes the whole thing sound rather appealing. Kristen,
I'd be willing to try it if you are, sweetheart."
I couldn't help it, I just stood there in silent shock,
wondering what Carmen had been saying to him to get
Jeff to even consider swapping. Did he know what he
was he saying? I could understand him wanting Carmen,
men are like that, and I accept that, but what I
couldn't understand was that he wouldn't mind me doing
it with Peter.
All of a sudden, I didn't think swinging was all that
sexy any more. I was afraid that things had progressed
beyond my understanding and I had no idea what to say
or do. I just stood there trembling in confusion.
Then Carmen was at the door. Without a word, she walked
over to Jeff, but as she passed me she gently pulled
the robe that I was clasping to my chest out of my
grip, trailing it behind her, then dropping it to the
floor as she stood close up to Jeff.
I stood there self-conscious as Peter eyed me from the
doorway.
Brazenly, Carmen popped the one fastened button on
Jeff's jeans and lowered her whole body to a kneeling
position as she pulled his pants down. I watched fas-
cinated as Jeff's wonderful manly cock bounced out
into the open again. I had a twinge of shocked
jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on him.
But my jealously quickly gave way to amazement as I
watched her take his whole length into her throat. She
was bobbing her head forward and backward faster than
I'd imagined possible. I have never been able to take
Jeff's whole length into my mouth, and was fascinated
by Carmen's technique. I knew that I would have to get
her to tell me how she did that.
Jeff stood there in the middle of the room with his
pants down around his ankles, his head bent back, eyes
closed, groaning... as Carmen worked on him. It was
obvious to me that Jeff wasn't going to protest. I
still was confused, I didn't think that I wanted to
have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse?
Then Carmen stopped bobbing her head over Jeff's cock.
Quickly she stood up and lead him over to the bed. Jeff
looked like a naughty little boy as he shuffled over to
the bed with his pants down around his ankles.
She asked Jeff to sit down then she pulled his pants
off, and then she removed his shirt, rubbing the palms
of her hands along his smooth chest muscles. I could
tell that Carmen was impressed with Jeff's body.
For some reason I looked over at Peter. (I had seen
Peter and Carmen's swinger profile with picture of
them making it doggy style on the Internet, and he
was no slouch even at 36.) But I couldn't help com-
paring his body with Jeff's 27 year-old perfect one.
I'm so used to Jeff's body, and feel comfortable doing
anything I want to with it. But here was a strange man,
standing close to me with the obvious intention of
fucking me as soon as I would let him. And even though
he wasn't as handsome as Jeff, the thought of having
sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what he'd
be like, how he'd feel in me.
I was frightened again at that thought. Did I want to
go through with this? Then I realized that Carmen was
calling my name.
"Kristen, come here please."
Looking at them; Jeff sprawled on the bed with Carmen's
completely naked body straddling his left thigh, I did-
n't know what to do. I was still in shock at what was
happening, so I just followed Carmen's instructions and
went over to them.
Carmen took my hand and pulled me down on the other
side of Jeff's body. He was still laying back with his
eyes closed. I could see Carmen's saliva glistening on
the skin of his rigid cock. I wondered for a moment how
he held out for so long under this intense stimulation.
Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he'd been
jerking himself off all week while he was away. (What
a waste!)
Carmen's voice brought me back to the real world as
she asked. "What did you think about my technique,
Kristen?"
"I kept wondering how you could take him so deeply.
I couldn't take that much in a million years," I an-
swered, feeling very intimidated.
"Watch closely and I'll show you."
She bent over Jeff's again and effortlessly took his
erect cock to the hilt, then began to pump him in and
out with apparent ease, making him groan again, thrash-
ing his head from side-to- side in ecstasy.
I was majorly turned-on watching my running partner
and current best girlfriend sucking on my boyfriend's
big cock.
Almost without thinking I asked, "Teach me, please..."
Carmen pulled her mouth off Jeff's now raging hardon
with a wet popping sound sending it slapping against
his belly. Licking her lips Carmen said. "The trick
is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back
of you throat a little more each time. And try to keep
your mouth and throat in straight alignment so his
penis can slip through into your throat. Believe me,
once you get used to it, it's easy!
I was just about to try that when Peter gently pushed
me to one side and knelt between Jeff's open legs.
Carmen said, "Watch this and you'll see exactly what
I mean."
I couldn't believe what I was seeing... I had never
even in my wildest dreams imagined something like this
happening! Peter took Jeff's cock in his hand and fed
it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as
my boyfriend's cock disappeared to the hilt between
Peter's lips. I was still sputtering when he, just
like Carmen, began to pump Jeff's cock in and out of
his throat.
Peter bobbed his head faster and faster over Jeff's
cock; Jeff lay on the bed thrashing more and more as
he began to reach his edge. I just lay there watching,
not quite believing that this was happening.
What would Jeff say when he found out that it wasn't
Carmen sucking on his dick, but Peter instead? God, I
was really nervous now watching as Jeff began to moan
that he was coming. Then he looked at his bj companion.
(Jeff likes to watch as he comes, and habits are hard
to break.)
I thought he would explode a blood vessel. One moment
he was thrashing around thinking how sexy it was going
to be to watch Carmen eat his sperm, then the next he
was coming into a man's mouth. His face went bright
red, but he couldn't help himself; he was coming and
couldn't stop. Also Peter knew what he was doing, and
milked my boyfriend of every last drop before letting
his orgasm stop.
It seemed like everything was super-quiet for a moment.
All I could hear was Jeff's ragged breathing. Then
Carmen took something slimy looking and slipped it over
Jeff's cock and climbed up on top of him.
I don't think he could have stopped her if he'd wanted
to, but I would have if she hadn't used protection. (I
found out later that the slimy looking thing she had
put on Jeff was what is called "Lamb's Skin" an intes-
tine or something like that from a sheep. The advantage
of it is that it doesn't bind-up like a regular rubber.
Neither partner can even feel that it's there. I never
knew something like that existed.
Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, she simple
positioned Jeff's cock at her opening and sank down on
him and began to ride him slowly, as I watched.
Then I felt Peter's hand on my leg. I rolled over to
see him standing over me. He had stripped and was look-
ing at me with lust in his eyes. They seemed so deep
and sensitive, like the eyes of some all-knowing being.
I was so horny now that I wished Jeff could take me.
I looked over at Jeff and he was reaching up to take
Carmen's breasts into his hands, squeezing them. I
could tell he wasn't even aware of Peter and me. I had
a momentary pang of jealousy again at the thought of
the pleasure Carmen was having with my man.
Then I looked back at Peter and realized that this was
it. Either I stopped things now, or I didn't.
As if in slow-motion, I watched Peter pull out another
one of those slimy things and drape it loosely over his
rather interesting erection. I noticed just before he
covered it that his cockhead was unusually large. I
mean like twice the sizes I'm used to. The length and
girth were normal enough, but that cockhead was
interesting. I wished that I had more time in inspect
it, but knew that he was ready.
Looking at Peter's unusual cock I began to imagine what
it would feel like. I noticed his tight stomach and
knotted thighs, and wondered how his body would feel
against mine. I was horny and wanted to have Peter fuck
me. I remember that I was surprised by that thought.
So I ended up lying beside my boyfriend Jeff on the
bed getting fucked by my neighbor Peter while his wife
Carmen was riding Jeff for all she was worth!
It seemed almost funny to me as Peter moved up between
my legs. Here I am, a very careful person in real life.
I take superb care of my body, and have always been an
assertive individual, and here I am letting Carmen fuck
my boyfriend right in front of me, and I am about to be
mounted by her husband! It was just like she and Peter
had wanted, just like they had planned. It was hyster-
ical.
I was hysterical; I couldn't move as that fat-headed
cock moved between my legs. I looked down at our bodies
to see what he was doing. I could feel his cock press-
ing against my opening, but at that angle, I couldn't
actually see him doing it.
Then all of a sudden, I felt him push into me. That
big cockhead rippled down into me. I could actually
feel it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal
canal. It was strange, and stimulating. Then he was
pulling back out, and whoosh, back in again. I felt
the same rippling effect as he plunged deeply into me.
Then he was humping away at me, and that big fat cock-
head was making me crazy. It itched itches I didn't
even know I had. I've never felt a cock like that be-
fore and it was wonderful! Peter plunged into me with
abandon, and soon I was thrusting back at him like a
banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving
bottom.
We were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming
as we thrust at each other. Finally, I felt Peter shove
himself as deeply as he could into me, and that huge
cockhead of his expanded and contracted as he pumped
his hot sperm into me. I could feel it expand and con-
tract with each gush, and it felt wonderful.
In fact, it felt so good that I couldn't hold out any
longer and I came on his rigid pole in gasping spasms
that made my whole body shiver. I knew what I must
look like, but my body kept jerking out of control
under his as I wantonly called out his name, "Fuck me
Peter! Come in me Peter! God, I love you Peter..." (I
blush at those words now, and plan to make it up to
Jeff *very* soon.) Even in the middle of my wild
orgasm, I realized that I had lost control, and looked
over at Jeff and Carmen.
Carmen was in no pain, she was riding Jeff's cock like
a cowgirl at a rodeo, Jeff was looking over at me as I
came on Peter's cock. His blue eyes looked darker than
I remembered them, he looked at me with a strange ex-
pression, then as my spasms began to slow, Jeff's eyes
became unfocused and his handsome face screwed up; I
could tell he was emptying himself into my friend.
Later, I found out that Carmen had already come, but
was enjoying bringing Jeff off a second time, and was
more than willing to do it again if we would let her.
I thanked her, but declined the offer. I felt that
some repair to our relationship was in order, and
after saying good night and bundling sex partners out
the door, I turned back to my lover expecting him to
rebuke me.
But Jeffrey surprised me again.
He said with real enthusiasm, "Baby, you looked so hot
with Peter making you crazy, you could have brought me
off if I'd just been laying there! I just couldn't be-
lieve how sex-crazed you were!"
I looked at Jeff's handsome Nordic features and smiled
weakly back at him. "Sweety, I'm a little embarrassed
by this whole thing, I still can't believe we did it."
"Yeah, I know what you mean Kristen, but you have to
admit it was some great sex. And I for one, wouldn't
mind doing it again!"
-=*=-
"Men! Here I am shaken and unsure, and Jeff's already
talking about doing it again. Can't live with them,
can't live without them!"
-=*=-
Speaking of men! I want to give my most heart-felt
thanks to Professor "Stephen" - for without his expert
proofing, this story would be less than it is.
(c) June 1998 Kristen Kathleen Becker
- Kristen078@hotmail.com
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