Message-ID: <15331eli$9809150819@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/15331.txt> From: "Sub2Fem" <Sub2Fem@My-DejaNews.com> Subject: First Swing, Chapter 5 (mf, Fm, mm, ff, anal, oral) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: "Sub2Fem" <Sub2Fem@My-DejaNews.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <199809150214.WAA00979@mcfeely.concentric.net> Author's Note: I wrote this story in 1995, timed to coincide with an actual trip I was taking. Had I gotten a good response from it, who knows? Could have been a true story. I've modified it a bit for this post, to update my email address and my next biz trip. ;-) Copyright 1998 All Rights Reserved DISCLAIMER This is an adult story about Male Bi-Sexuality. If you are a minor, you may not read this work. If you find frank discussions of male bi-sexual behavior disturbing, read no further. If you dislike any of the following, do not read this story: oral sex, anal sex, use of adult sex toys, infidelity, bi-sexuality (male-male, male-female, or female-female), water-sports, any other sex act, or long stories. In short, by reading this disclaimer and continuing, you hereby absolve me from any responsibility for any cost associated with reading First Swing. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED First Swing, Chapter 5 I slept late the next day. I felt dead to the world after the night I'd had. Even after I woke, I felt drowsy. I took a bath, which was an on-the-road treat for me, and washed off as much of the sexual residue as I could. I carefully shaved my cock, balls, taint, and ass to make sure they were smooth. Gingerly exploring my asshole, I found I wasn't sore a bit, even after the use we'd made of it last night. At the same time, it had seemed to be accustomed to being penetrated. I could easily slide in several fingers. I hadn't spent much time in Orlando, so I was eager to explore. Sadly, there wasn't much to do on a Sunday. I window shopped at the mall for a while, then wandered down to the Convention Center where the conference would be held. I browsed the exhibit hall, already set up for the show's opening. I met a couple old friends, who suggested we go out carousing that night. I declined, saying I had a date with old friends already. My friends clasped me on the back and wandered off to renew more friendships. I wondered if they could tell I was now a certified bi-swinger? Bored, I returned to the hotel. There were messages. Don and Judy wanted to know if they could come at 4:00 to get an early jump. They also wanted to know if they could bring a camcorder or camera. Stephanie had called to say the plug she was wearing was keeping her horny, so could she come over early for some "satisfaction?" I called Don and Judy first, telling them that 4PM was fine, and that the cameras were an excellent idea. "Dave," said Judy, "I am so horny still that it's all I can do to wait!" "So why wait? Women don't get worn out the same way men do. Ya got some toys?" "Yes, the dildo I used on Don and one that goes into a strap-on I bought for him." Her voice was trembling. "You have a strap-on? Oh man! Bring that, would you?" I was really excited. "And go ahead and have fun. But not too much and don't let Don have fun!" "Oh, don't worry," she laughed. We said our good byes and I called Stephanie. "Stephanie, why don't you come down around 2:00. We'll have a late lunch and then I'll take care of you." "How about if I come right now?" she asked. She was eager! "I'm so excited about tonight, and this plug keeps reminding me." "OK, c'mon over. But, bring your camera and stop off and buy 6 fleets." "What are fleets'?" she asked. "You know, the disposable enemas," I told her. "We want to be clean inside and out. Oh yeah, bring something sexy to wear." "I don't think I want to know what you have in mind!" she giggled. I laughed. "I know you don't want to know!" We hung up and I waited an hour for her to come over. My cock was constantly at half erect. I was drooling pre-cum like crazy. I guess I was anxious! Finally, she was there. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, no bra, and carrying a shopping bag. I took the bag from her and set it on the chair and just plain kissed her. She instantly was moaning and I found her nipples pointed under t-shirt. In a couple minutes, we broke the kiss, gasping. "God, you're a good kisser!" she exclaimed, holding her hair up with one hand and fanning herself with the other. I looked in the bag. All the things were there: enema kits, Polaroid camera, some clothing, a pair of high heeled red pumps, a bottle of wine. There was also a large vibrator and a huge pump tube of lubricant. I took out two enema kits and led her to the bath. I kissed her again, while unzipping her shorts. I let them drop, then reached down to fondle her bush. It was gone! I groped, patting like I was looking for something, and she stepped back, laughing. "I shaved for you. Mad?" She presented her bald pubes to me. How could I be mad, except at the missed opportunity to do it myself? "Do I look mad?" I asked, pointing to the tent my erection was making. "C'mon, bend over." I spun her around and she bent over, rather fluidly. Her ass cheeks were a youthful round, and between them was the end of the plug, still deep in her ass. I knelt behind her and began to lick her flowing pussy, loving the wet slickness of it. She was gasping, trying to maintain her balance while pushing herself onto my face. I knew I'd cum from eating her, so I decided no to continue. I leaned away and grasped the base of the plug. I pulled it out, excited by how open her anus was. She rushed over and sat on the toilet; she had held in her bowel movement and now that the plug was removed, she HAD to go. While she defecated, I washed off the plug. I filled the enema with warm water and handed it to her. I told her to try to get all of it in (it looked like a lot! :), and hold it. I watched her insert the nozzle and clamp her stretched asshole around it. She let out a little of the water from the bag, and then a little more. In a minute, she had it all in. Another 30 seconds found her cramping and ready to expel the liquid. Finally, she let it all rush out. WHOOSH! I flushed the toilet, then took the bag and refilled it, adding a little soap. She did it again, but this time her stool was completely clear. She was clean inside and out. My turn! I removed my pants and pre-cum soaked shorts, and sat on the stool. Stephanie took a new enema and filled the bag twice for me. Now we were both clean! I had her lean over the counter and I squatted behind her. Pulling her cheeks to one side, I tongued her anus. Having it this clean was an opportunity not to waste! She was moaning very loudly now, begging me to eat her ass. He hole was still relaxed, so it was very easy to just thrust my mouth muscle in and out. But, we had to get our lunch, or we'd miss our opportunity. I had her hand me the cleaned plug and I put it back in her, using her pussy juice as a lubricant. I went in easily, with no pain for her. I was happy at the progress she'd shown. We put our clothes back on, and went to the mall across the street to eat. For my part, I had a Diet Coke and yogurt. Stephanie rushed through a baked potato. We still had some time before Don and Judy would arrive, so we strolled around the mall. From time to time, I'd grab her ass and squeeze a cheek. "People are going to see how wet I am!" Stephanie complained. I looked at her crotch. Indeed, there was a darker wet spot. I looked around. There was a man staring at us. He'd obviously either overheard her or seen her spot, because he was looking right at her crotch. I stared at him until he saw me looking, then reached over and wiped my index finger over her crotch. It was sticky wet and I took a fake fingerful up to my mouth and sucked my finger. His mouth dropped open. I laughed and said, "You're right. Let's go get ready." We left the gawker behind and went back to the hotel. We could use a second story walkway to get back in, bypassing the front desk at the same time. No use revealing Stephanie's nature to her co-workers. Back in our room, I explained my plan to Stephanie. Her eyes went wide, and she seemed on the verge of leaving, but her slutty nature overcame her sensibility and she agreed. She went and put on her new clothes. It consisted of her red pumps, stockings and garters, with tiny t-back panties over it, and a silk half-shirt. Sounds eclectic, but it was very sexy. I stripped so that I was once again nude. When our plans were complete, she sat on the couch, one leg over the arm and the other on the floor, her crotch wide open. I took the Polaroid and snapped a picture of her, then sat opposite her in the chair. We regarded each other lustily. Her panties kept getting wetter and wetter, and she was squirming despite her cool demeanor. The thought to just crawl over on my hands and knees and bury my face in her sopping gash was going through my mind for the millionth time when there was a knock at the door. I dashed over and peeked through the security hole. It was them; Don was giving her a hard kiss, and she was pulling his face even harder into hers. I motioned to Stephanie to join me. We flung open the door, and they started and then stared at us. Stephanie grabbed their hands and pulled them in. They were both holding bags, which they set down. "I'm Stephanie," she said, simply. She looked at Don, and stepped to him and hungrily kissed him. It took Don about a second to decide to kiss her back. Judy watched, and I wasn't sure she'd be OK with it. After all, I wasn't much of a threat to her. But Stephanie.... They kissed for a while before it occurred to me I could be kissing Judy. I took her and began kissing her eagerly. Her tongue was on fire in my mouth. Her hand found my cock and began to gently stroke it. She rubbed her thumb through the pre-cum I was emitting and then rubbed it over my shaft, making me slick. For my part, I reached under the simple dress she was wearing; of course she wasn't wearing panties. I found her extremely wet, her juices soaking the fingers I slid into her. Again, I was concerned about cumming too soon. So I pulled away from a disappointed Judy and coughed to get Don and Stephanie's attention. Stephanie had removed his pants and was jacking him. Don was actively pulling her nipples, and they were still kissing! "Attention!" I said, sounding like a teacher. "How about if we play what I think will be a fun game?" They all looked at me with interest. Stephanie knew what the game was, and she was now smiling broadly. "What kind of game?" Judy asked. "We put our names in a hat, and pull them out one at a time. The first is the director', the second is the director's assistant, and the last two have sex with each other for 15 minutes. The assistant can either join the sex or film or whatever. Its up to the director. After the time limit, we draw again. We don't just keep going." It was simple game I'd fantasized about many times. They all agreed it sounded fun, but Don pointed out, "OK, but we all have to agree to whatever the director says. If you ever say no', you're history." He was greeted by a chorus of "sound's good". We all wrote our names on my business cards, since they were uniform sized. Then, we put them in one of the grocery bags and shook them up. I held the bag and Judy drew names. Judy's name was first. She was the director. Stephanie's was second. She was the assistant. Don and I were lovers. MMMmmm, just how I'd wanted it! I hope I got to swallow his load, and soon! Don and I looked at each other. What nasty scene would Judy think up? -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>