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   Her Special Delivery

   By Bobby Keller



   Chapter 1

   Dear Connie and Bob Sept.  26

   I am Bill (M08) 5' 71/2", 150 lbs., light brown hair, blue eyes and I
love to swing.

   It was certainly good to hear from you because there doesn't seem to be
many Swingers in this area and I miss out on lots of fun.  My Polaroid was
stolen a couple of months ago is the reason I have not enclosed a photo.  I
do wish very much to correspond and meet if possible and will send a photo
as soon as possible.

   Please tell me about your swinging activities.  It sounds like you're
Swingers first class.  I love exhibitionism and all the standard sexual
activities and also most of the unusual sex cults but do enjoy the French
Arts very much.

   The tongue and feel is very important and stimulating sexual tool.  I
love to lick and suck the entire female body but especially the nipples and
clit.  Also I love to have myself licked and sucked especially my penis and
balls.  I like intercourse in usual positions and group intercourse and sex
stimulation is really exciting.

   I have always wanted to have a group part and have everyone cover
themselves with whipped cream then mingle close together and lick it off
each other slowly and deliciously.

   Does this sound good to you?  There are so many more fun group games
that we can talk about later.

   When you write please enclose your letter in an inner envelope and mark
it "personal."

   Please write soon.  I'll call you after 5:00 P.M.  Kansas City time if
you like?

   Sincerely

   Bill

   Bob had just left the house when the special delivery letter came.  I
could feel the swollen lips of my pussy quivering from the excitement that
Bill's letter hinted at.  I don't know why but receiving a letter from a
Swinger always excites me terribly.  My pussy was still swollen and full of
cum from last night.

   Bob had gone out to the Blue Bird and met a nice young guy and brought
him home.  I had been over at an apartment next door where two cool boys
lived.  They had fucked me until they couldn't get their beautiful pricks
hard again.  When I got ready to leave, I couldn't find my panties, and
before I got home their hot delicious cum was running down my legs to my
ankles.

   Bob and Dick came in about ten minutes after I did.  All I had on was a
pair of bright pink panties and a pale blue shorty night gown.  Bob made us
all drinks and sat down beside me.  I could feel my full breasts tighten
and my bright pink nipples harden under Dick's gaze.  Bob kissed me and ran
his hand under my nightie.  I reached down and caressed the bulge of his
huge prick and moaned with pleasure when I felt Dick sit down beside me.  I
reached over and took his hand and put it between my thighs.  Bob got up
and went to the bathroom.  Dick and I didn't waste any time.  His long
finger slipped under my wet panties and in between the swollen lips of my
cum-filled pussy.  I unzipped his pants and pulled his big throbbing prick
out.  It was almost as big as Bob's.  I lay my head in his lap and started
running my tongue up and down its hot length.

   Dick moaned and pushed his hips up towards my face.  My lips slipped
over the swollen head and began sucking it feverishly.  He groaned, pushing
his prick deep in my throat and his hot cum shot out in thick heavy
squirts. The three of us went to bed then.  Dick kept telling me he was
sorry he'd cum so fast, but he hadn't had a piece of pussy in over a month.
He and Bob fucked and ate me until I passed out from the pleasure and
exhaustion.

   I got my stationery and lay on the bed to write Bill an answer.

   Hi there, Sept.  28

   I received your exciting letter today, and was really pleased.  I really
love exciting men who are uninhibited.  I think corresponding with you will
be very exciting.

   I want you to know that we do not care if you're married or not.  I love
to be loved by married men ...  they're much more capable than most single
ones.

   What type of clothes do you like for a woman to wear?  What color bras,
panties do you like?  I love to wear mini-skirts, short-shorts, bikinis,
low cut blouses and tight pants.  I have a pair of thin, white knit
bell-bottoms that I love to wear.  They're skin tight and you can see
through them.  I like to wear my leopard print panties with them too.

   Did I tell you I'm a natural blonde?  My fat little pussy is dark blonde
and is always hot and kinda itchy.  Bob thinks I've got the sweetest pussy
he's ever licked and he's had a lot of experience.  Sometimes he sucks and
nibbles on my clit until I almost go crazy.  I love to suck a man's
hardness all the way ...  it's a groovy feeling to feel him climax.

   Your whipped cream idea sounds wild.  If you get a chance to visit us
we'll have to try it.  You two can cover me and then lick it all off. 
There's nothing I love more than having two experienced men loving on me at
the same time.  That's really our bag ...  threesomes.  It's really wild to
see and feel how excited two men get when they're loving on the same woman.
I can never get enough either.  Sometimes I get so excited at work that I
want to run home and tear Bob's clothes off!  But sometimes I meet a sexy
guy before I get home and WOW!

   I really enjoy posing for sexy photographs, but we are having a hard
time getting them developed.  They won't even print a photo of me if my
sweet little pussy's showing through my panties!  And since I always wear
sheer panties it's always showing.  If we had a Polaroid we could really
take some sexy photos.  If you ever get to visit us maybe you could borrow
one from a friend?

   I'm laying on the bed now writing to you and I'm naked except for a pair
of sheer white bikini panties.  Bob just came home and he keeps messing
around.  Oh, damn him!  He knows how excited I am and he keeps teasing me.
I might have to stop in a minute and rape him!  If you were here now I bet
you wouldn't tease me ...  would you?  No ...  but I'd tease you.  I'm
getting more excited just thinking about the fun we could have if you were
here RIGHT NOW!

   How far is Kansas City from here?  Do you think you could come up and
spend a week-end with us soon?

   Do you drink?  I like beer but it's fattening.  Scotch and Drambui,
which Bob calls a 'panties dropper' really turns me on.  Bob likes Jack
Daniels 'Black label' he calls it Tennessee sipping whisky.  We're not
heavy drinkers but like to get high sometimes.

   Bill, why not try to get away the week-end of the 11th of October for a
visit?  If you could leave Friday you could be here Saturday morning and
the three of us could really have a groovy time.

   The photos I'm sending aren't very good.  I'll send better ones soon. 
Don't forget to send me one of you.  Know what?  My panties are soaking
wet! See what you do to me?

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Hi Swingers,

   It was sure good to hear from you.  You both sound very sexy and
uninhibited too.  It is so good to know how to enjoy sexuality like you two
do.  I am very excited about corresponding with you and I do want us to
meet as soon as possible.  That is going to be kind of difficult for me but
will do everything I can to work it out soon.

   Yes I am married and my wife does not approve and is very inhibited.  So
we will have to work around her.

   Cheyenne is about 600 miles from K.C., which is not too far and I would
be there in a minute if it wasn't for my wife.  However I do have occasion
to be in Denver, Colorado on business but the occasion doesn't come often.
Maybe I can make an occasion and we could meet in Denver?  Or maybe I could
drive up to Cheyenne from there?  I don't think I will be able to make it
the week-end of the 11th as you have suggested.

   By the way the address you have for me is my office and the girl that
opens the mail almost opened yours and did her eyes raise when she saw the
"personal" marked on the fancy perfumed envelope!  PLEASE FOR MY SAKE USE
TWO ENVELOPES AND TYPE THE OUTER ONE IF POSSIBLE!  Hate to cause you all of
this trouble but it will help our cause.

   What kind of clothes do I like women to wear?  Well my second choice
would be very soft and silky.  My first choice would be nothing!

   Your pussy sounds absolutely delicious.  I would love to suck and lick
it for hours and hours and days and days.  Does it take very long for your
pussy to get nice and juicy with your luscious fluid?  Does it take very
long for you to get very hot when it's sucked and licked?  I just can't
wait for our meeting, in fact my dick has been hard and my balls aching
ever since your first letter.

   I am so glad to hear you love to French men.  My dick needs someone to
fondle it and lick and suck it.  I have such a hard on now that I can't
stand it.  I want so bad to look at it when it is hard as it can get and
shiny on the head.

   Yes I would love to help Bob lick the whipped cream from your body and I
know we could be excited at the same time with your lips, tongue and hands.
Maybe one of us could put our hard dicks in your pussy and the other could
lick and suck you at the same time?  Would you like this?

   Then maybe later on you could French us together, licking Bob's dick,
then my dick alternating as we stand or lay very close together with our
dicks touching.  While you are doing this one of us could be sucking your
nipples and the other could be sucking your pussy.

   You have me so excited I can hardly write.  I hope you can read it.  And
write very soon.

   Love ya,

   Bill

   Dear HOT BILL

   WOW!  I received your wonderfully exciting letter little over an hour
ago.  7 A.M., Bob had just slipped the huge head of his prick between the
fat lips of my pussy when the Goddamn mailman knocked.  I was mad as hell
until I saw it was a letter from you.  We lay in bed and I read it out loud
and it sexcited us an awful lot.  Bob kept sucking on my hardened
Strawberry nipples and pushing his fingers deep into my hot juicy pussy.  I
got fucked seven times last night!  Between your letter and Bob's fingers I
was hotter than I've been in a long time.

   This is something new for me ...  typing a sexy letter.  Bob says I
shouldn't.  But I am anyway, this once anyway.  If this letter seems
confusing its your fault.  Bob was really excited over some of your ideas
on how you two should give me those hot tongues and pricks.  His prick got
very hard and its swollen head was all wet and sticky with his comn.  Being
the lovable wife I am I didn't waste any of it ...  DAMN!  He almost blew
my head off when his salty sweet comn squirted diliciously into my mouth!
Bob's prick is almost three inches across its beautiful head and eight
wonderful inches long.  I've never had one bigger or had a better fucking
than he can give me.  Bob sucked and licked my juicy pussy until that
beautiful prick of his got hard again.

   Then he pushed it very slowly up my wet burning pussy until I felt his
big hairy balls laying deliciously against my little asshole.  Its broad
swollen head pushed wonderfully against my womb.  Then I drew my legs up
and writhed my ass up to meet his pounding prick.  I love for a man to fuck
his prick into me very fast and hard ...  and very deep.  I can't ever
remember having a prick bigger than Bob's in me.

   But there was a boy I went out with once when I was fourteen and it was
twice as big!  He said it was eleven inches long and it was bigger around
than a coffee cup!  I didn't let him put it in me.  I was afraid he'd kill
me or something ...  but now I'm sorry I didn't.  We were in his Dad's car
in front of my house necking.  He pulled it out and asked me to 'jerk' him
off.  It was the first time I had ever heard that expression, but not the
first time I ever did it.  My brother called it, "Fucking my fist." I let
him pull my panties off and finger my pussy while I rubbed his prick.  I
couldn't even get my fingers all the way around it!  He asked me to sit in
his lap facing him.  I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs over his.  I
was up on my knees and he started rubbing its huge head between the moist
lips of my pussy until he shot his comn all over me.  Later in bed I was
still so sexcited I stuck my fingers into my burning pussy.  His prick had
comn so much and squirted out so hard that some of his comn had went way up
inside me.

   I'm sitting in the living room and I'm naked except for a pair of black
bikini panties.  I'm also getting very hot again!  As usual my panties are
soaked ...  of course some of it is Bob's hot comn and some guy I met last
night.  Have you ever eaten a girl's pussy after you fucked her?  Bob loves
to ...  even if it was another man that fucked me.  When you come visit us
this is one thing we'll have to do.

   You sit on the edge of the sofa and I'll sit on top of you with that big
hot prick of yours in me.  Both of us spread our legs and have Bob suck and
lick at both of us.

   You probably think I'm crazy ...  or worse.  I'm not!  I'm just a
healthy, over-passionate young lady that loves sex for sex.  I'm in love
with Bob very much and he with me.  Because we truly love each other it
doesn't hurt our ego if someone else gives the other pleasure.
Questions:

   1 ...  Do you like to look at naughty photos?  We do.

   2 ...  Do you like to rub your prick until you comn?  Bob does.  I do
sometimes.

   3 ...  Do you like to fuck young girls?  Bob loves pussy any age.  In
June he fucked a girl in Sidney, Neb.  that was just going on 13.  I
haven't seen him fuck a young girl yet, but I want to very much.

   4 ...  What do you think of two young women making love?  It excites
both of us to see photos of that and read about it.  If the girl was pretty
and I was in the right mood I'd like to try it.

   5 ...  Do you know any girls like that I could write to?

   6 ...  Do you like to read lewd books?  We do.

   7 ...  Do you have any wild photos?  We have a few.  I'm going to send
you the only one we have of me ...  you can keep it.  If you send us some
of yours ...  we'll return them with our answer to your letters.

   8 ...  Do you know any other swingers?  Male ...  Female ...  Couple? 
Would you send us their address or ours to them?  That's the end of the
questions.

   I'm sitting here all alone now and my pussy is burning and itching
something terrible!  Bob had to go down town.  I'm trying to type this with
one hand ...  guess where my other one is?  Gee you're smart ...  how did
you know it was between the moist slippery lips of my pussy?  God, it's so
hot and slippery in there!  I wish you lived next door.  I'd love to feel
your hot lips and tongue licking and sucking my pussy RIGHT NOW!  And I
sure would return the pleasure.

   Are you hard now?  Are you rubbing it ...  I hope my letters sexcite
you. I'd like to be there now and see that big prick of yours throb and
squirt your hot comn all over my naked body.  I wish I had that big prick
of yours in my mouth now ...  oh shit ...  I'm going off in a second ...

   Isn't that terrible?  I really did go off too!

   I'm sorry I almost got you in trouble.  I won't do it again ...  EVER!
Why don't you get a Post Office box?  It would be a lot safer for you and
you could get your mail anytime, day or night.  Besides I like to use
pretty perfumed stationery ...

   Tell me all about the extra loving you get.  I bet you've fucked all the
girls in your office, huh?  Write soon and make it long.  But no more
Special Delivery, okay?

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Hi Swingers, 10/3/69

   I just got your letter and have to tell you the good news by Special
Delivery.

   I am going to be in Denver Friday October 10th and Saturday the 11th. 
Had to do lots of lying to work it out but I will be there.

   Please send me a phone number so we can make arrangements to meet.

   Your letter was so hot my prick is still hard and pulsating and leaking
my hot come.

   I just can't hardly wait until we meet next week end.  I have gotten a
P.O.  box as you suggested, the address is as follows.

   I just can't wait for next weekend.  My prick will probably be hard 24
hours a day from now on.

   No I haven't sucked a pussy after fucking a girl but it sounds out of
this world sucking your cunt after we both have fucked you hard and long
then tasting our come mixed with your delicious juices.

   I would love to be fucking you with my prick in your hot steaming cunt
and have Bob suck us both at the same time.

   I want to have my hard hot prick in you and sucked by you so much!

   1 ...  Yes, I like to look at wild photos and try them out in the flesh.
Just think we three can stay in the nude together from Friday night till
Sunday morning doing anything we want to.

   2 ...  Yes, I have fucked my fist until my come shot every where.  But
it is much more fun when somebody helps me.

   3 ...  I haven't ever fucked a real young girl so I don't know what it's
like.  But I've seen some sexy little cunts around and would love to dip my
wick into them.  While we're talking about fucking other women I did fuck
one woman here in the office.  She isn't very pretty, but has a very hot
cunt.  In fact I fucked her on HER desk.  The next day every time I looked
at her sitting at the desk my cock would get so hard!  I fucked that day
during working hours against the wall and we almost got caught!  Now she
won't let me come near her.

   4 ...  No I don't think there is anything wrong with two women eating
each other, but I don't know any girls like that.  But will try to find
some for you.

   6 ...  Yes I love to read dirty books.

   7 ...  No, I don't have any naughty photos.  I had to get rid of them
when I got married.  And I sure made a mistake marrying someone who wasn't
a swinger.

   When I get to Denver next Friday, probably around noon I will get a nice
motel, then will go out and get some booze and anything else you can think
of and be all ready.  And lots of whipped cream.  I'll call you and give
you the name and address of the motel and my room number.

   I wished I lived next door to you too.  My hot lips and tongue just
can't wait to lick and suck your hot delicious slippery cunt and want very
much to have you suck and lick my hard prick and balls.  Yes ...  I am
rubbing my prick now and am about to shoot a hot load.  I hope you like the
taste of my come.  When you suck me off maybe we can exchange come from
each others mouths for a while then I could put it in your cunt with my
tongue?

   The reason for Mike's name on the P.O.  box is that I got him to get a
box for me and he used his name but I am the only one that has the
combination.

   I had a neighbor that used to give me some hot fucking until her old man
got wise to her fucking around on him.  We used to start off by taking a
bubblebath together and she would stroke my red hot cock then kiss it as it
stuck up out of the bubbles.  Then we would get out of the tub and dry each
other off and she would play with my prick for a while.  I would suck her
nipples until they got hard as rocks then she would take my prick and rub
it against her nipples.  Then I would start sucking her pussy and it would
get so hot and juicy.  It would make her clit long and hard and I loved to
suck it into my mouth and wrap my tongue around it.  It got almost as big
as, a small prick.  At the same time she would suck my prick and lick my
balls.  We both loved it very much.

   I was thinking maybe Bob and I could do this.  Bob would lay on his back
with his head facing one direction and his legs wide apart.  I would do the
same thing only facing the other way.  Then you could rub our pricks
together and get on top of us face down and lick and suck both of our hot
throbbing pricks.  At the same time one of us could be sucking your hot
delicious cunt, then you could switch around still licking our cocks so the
other could taste the sweet juice of your hot cunt.  Does this sound like
fun?  It does to me.

   Then also you and I could lay on our sides with me fucking you from
behind with my hot slipper prick.  Bob could lay on his side with his face
near your juicy cunt.  He could lick and suck as both at the same time
while you suck that huge cock of his.  Then Bob and I could change places.

   Tell me about some more of your wild experiences.  I bet you probably
fucked half the guys in college last year.

   Love ya,

   Bill

   Dear Bill, Oct.  6

   I received your sexciting letter just a little while ago.  God, but you
have such sexciting ideas.  I just know I'm going to have my fat little
pussy fucked the best ever by you two sex-crazy men!  The very first thing
I want us to do is ...  for you to push that big hot prick way up inside me
and fuck me good and hard while Bob watches.  After that we can have some
fun experimenting with those wild wonderful positions.

   I'm typing this because I'm in a hurry to get it in the mail to you. 
I'm sending this to your office so you'll be sure to get it before I see
you.  Honey, I wish there was some way for us to come to Denver but our
car's in the shop, and the last bus for there leaves at 7:10.  I will have
to work Friday night until ten.  I should work Saturday too but if you come
up I won't.  I probably couldn't anyway ...  you and Bob will probably fuck
me so much I won't be able to walk ...  I hope!

   I'm on my period now and will be through Wednesday.  I'm sitting here
wearing a pair of light green panties with sheer white lace in front, over
my burning pussy.  I wear tampax and it's like one continuous fuck!  I was
out with this boy last year at college and had my period.  We parked and
before I knew it we were both so hot!  I told him I had my period before we
went out.  The only reason he wanted to date me was to fuck me and it was
the same for me.  I wanted to suck him off but he said it had been so long
since his prick had been in a pussy that he wanted to rub it against mine
until he comn.  To tell the truth he was a thirty year old college
professor and his wife was eight months pregnant and wouldn't let him even
touch her.

   Ron pulled my panties off and I slid down on the car seat.  I felt the
hot sticky head of his pulsating prick rubbing against my open thighs.  I
reached down and wrapped my trembling fingers around his hardness.  And
rubbed the swollen head against my fat quivering lips.  With my other hand
I spread the lips of my eager pussy open and guided the slippery head of
his prick in.  I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he moved back and
forth until it pushed against my tampax.  God, it felt so good!  Ron moved
his prick slowly just inside the tight opening of my pussy until his prick
started throbbing like crazy and his hot juice squirted in me.

   We finally got a chance to do it right.  Guess where?  In his office
during lunch right on his desk.  I laid down on his desk and he stood up.

   I think I told you Bob met a fellow here in town that has a darkroom and
will let Bob use it, didn't I?  I want some photos of us doing wild, groovy
things together ...  especially one of me sucking that big throbbing prick
of yours.  I can almost taste its salty-sweetness squirting into my mouth
real hot.

   I'm going to bring some of my sexiest panties and mini-dresses so you
can take me out to dinner.  And I want some photos of you taking off my
clothes.  Will the people at the motel say anything if they see me going
into your room with a small suitcase?

   Bob just suggested that if you bring your car we could take a ride out
into the country and take some pictures of us fucking in your car or on a
blanket.  I love to be fucked outside, especially during the day.  I love
to be fucked anywhere come to think of it.  Bob even fucked me in the
movies once!

   We wrote to several couples in Denver, wouldn't it be wonderful if we
got an answer from them before Friday?  If we do you have to promise to
save some of that big hot prick of yours for me, too, okay?  One of the
couples are AC/DC and that means she likes to eat pussy.  If she's pretty
and sexy you might see me lick a sweet pussy for the first time.  I really
love to suck Bob's hot prick right after he's had it in my pussy ...  know
what?  I think my pussy tastes sweet and sometimes I wish I could lick it
myself ...  I can suck on my own nipples and THAT really sexcites me!

   Bob said that I should tell you about the time I played with my
girlfriends pussy while her boy-friend fucked me.  Sandy my roommate in the
Dorm and I were sitting around talking one night about eight o'clock.  Her
boy-friend Chris called and asked if she wanted to go out and get drunk.

   She asked him if I could come along and he said yes.  We were all under
age so Chris bought three tall six-packs and we drove out into the prairie.
We all sat in the front seat drinking and listening to the radio.

   Sandy and I both wore short dresses and I got so hot when I saw Chris'
hand sneak under her dress in the darkness.  Sandy really put the beer away
and about two hours later she passed out or fell asleep.  Chris was kissing
her neck and running his hand up and down her right thigh.  My breasts grew
tight and I felt my nipples harden as I pushed my leg over so his hand
would come in contact with it.

   I moaned and gasped for breath when his hand moved up the inside of my
thigh.  God his fingers felt so smooth and hot!  It made me tremble all
over as I opened my legs and felt his fingertips brush against my quivering
pussy lips.  I pushed my hips out as his finger slipped under my panties
and worked in between the moist fat lips of my eager pussy.  I wanted to
cry when he pulled away from me.

   He shook Sandy and tried to wake her up but she just moaned.  He
whispered for me to take my panties off.  I arched my hips and started
pulling them off and he got out of the car and walked to my side.  When he
opened the door I started to get out, thinking he wanted to get in the back
seat.  He pushed me back in and crawled in between my legs, kneeling on the
floor.

   His big hard prick was out and I opened my legs wider.  My thigh was up
against Sandy's and it sent little electric thrills through me.  It was
even more sexciting knowing Sandy was so close and her boy-friend's prick
was rubbing up and down my moist slit.  I pushed my hips forward as Chris'
hard prick slowly slid deeper into the hot wetness of my pussy.  I pushed
my hips up in rhythm to his slowly thrusting prick.

   Chris took my hand and tried to force it between Sandy's legs.  I
resisted for a moment then let him push my hand under her skirt and against
her furry mound.  I was surprised when I felt her soft curls against the
back of my hand.  She didn't have on panties!  That thought sexcited me
tremendously.  I didn't move for a while, not until Chris started
whispering all kinds of things in my ear.

   "Play with her pussy ...  she likes that ...  stick your finger inside
her hot cunt.  Finger fuck her!"

   I did and it was so sexciting I almost forgot about the sweetness of
Chris' prick fucking hotly into me.  I found Sandy's clitty and she moaned
and writhed her hips slowly.  Chris squeezed her big full titties and began
thrusting his hot prick faster and faster until he tensed.  I felt his
prick jerking wildly and then the delicious feeling of his hot thick comn
spurting into me.

   Sandy never Mentioned it but I knew she had been awake.  At least there
close to the end.  I used to get so sexcited watching her walk around the
room wearing nothing but thin panties.  She had a big dark brown bush of
soft curls and once she had on a pair of white gauze panties.  I could see
the fat lips and they were moist.  I wanted to crawl in bed with her at
night but I was afraid she'd get mad or something.

   One night she came in late and was so drunk she could hardly walk.  I
lay in bed fingering my pussy as she took off all her clothes.  Her pink
panties were soaking wet and I knew she'd been fucked.  Roger's comn was
still hot and slippery inside my own pussy.  Sandy lay across the bed and
went to sleep, completely.  After a few minutes I got up and turned the
light out.  I picked up her wet panties and smelled her wetness and the
boy's comn.  It made me so sexcited!  I walked over and knelt by her bed
and leaned over and kissed her wet mound.  She didn't move and I stuck my
tongue out and licked lightly up the swollen slippery lips of her pussy.

   I had better tell you now just in case you want to take me out some
place for a few drinks.  I'm only twenty.

   Darn, when I start writing to you I just don't know when to stop!  I'm
going to HAVE to end for now and get ready for work.

   I'll expect your call about three Friday.  And don't play with that big
hot prick of yours anymore!  I want to feel it shoot a big hot flood of
comn deep in my belly!

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Dear Sexy Ones,

   Your letters and the anticipation of this weekend coming up have got me
on fire.  My cock just won't stop dripping.

   I have made my reservations and will be in Denver at 8:45 A.M.  Friday.

   Just can't wait to fuck your sweet hot slippery pussy fast and hard and
deep with hot cock.  So much that I'm about ready to throw a fuck in this
bitch here in the office ...  regardless of what she says.  My cock aches
like hell it's so hard.  How I wish you were here now to suck it with your
hot lips and tongue.  I want to shot a big load in your mouth and then
French kiss you with the come still in your mouth.  We could share it each
swallowing some of it.

   Is your cunt hot and juicy now?  Have you got your fingers in that hot
pussy?  Or is Bob sticking his tongue in the juicy love nest?  I hope my
letters excite you as much as yours excite me.

   It's Sunday and of course I haven't got your next letter yet but I just
had to start this letter so I could let you know how I feel to day.

   At church this morning I saw a sexy little whore that Bob would go crazy
over.  She's a little brunette about 14, I heard someone call her Carol. 
She wore a very short blue dress and sat behind me.  I was turned around
talking to a friend and couldn't help notice all her bare thighs.  I looked
up from her thighs and the little cunt was SMILING!  The next time I looked
down she had her knees open wide.  My cock got so fucking hard.  I could
see the narrow strip of light blue nylon covering her pussy.  I turned
around then.

   I bet I have read your sexy redhot letters a hundred times while looking
at your photos and fucking my fist.

   Will finish this letter when I recieve your letter.

   Connie ...  Tuesday eve.

   Just got your wonderfully sexy letter.  I am glad you have decided what
to do first.  I just can't wait to fuck my hot throbbing prick into that
tight cunt of yours.

   I am flying to Denver.  Will rent a car when I get there.  I'll call you
for sure at 3:00 Friday.  What I would like to do is pick you two up in
Cheyenne and then go back to Denver to my motel.  Then I can drive you two
back Sunday morning.

   Or maybe we could go to your place for a while and get the ball rolling
and then go down to Denver.  I'll get the motel for three so don't worry
about that.  I'll bring the booze, lots of film and flashcubes and whipped
cream.

   How I wish you were here to suck me off, but just think, only three more
days.  Damn, this is going to be one groovy, wonderful, sucking, fucking
weekend!

   I hope some of the other couples do write.  I think a big group would be
out of this world.  Just think of laying in a big pile of teats, pussys,
balls and pricks!

   I would love to have you suck my prick when I pulled it out of your hot
juicy cunt.  I could lick and suck your pussy at the same time.  I'd like
for you and I to suck Bob's huge cock and when his juice shot out we could
catch it together.  Then if Bob wanted he and you could do it to me.

   I promise to save all my juice for you from now on.  I'll probably come
before I get it in that beautiful pussy of yours.  I've been so hot all
week.  After that first time I'll be able to go hard and fast and give you
a great fucking.

   Must close now cause I have to go home.

   Will call you at 3:00 Friday afternoon and will be up to get you Friday
evening.

   Love ya,

   Bill

   Hi Lover!  Oct.  8

   It's ten-thirty now.  I'm laying across the bed wearing only a pair of
sheer pink panties and thinking about you.  My pussy is almost on fire and
it's awful juicy (my boss fucked me just before I got off work.  It was
good but You are better I think).  I finished my period yesterday and last
night I was so hot that when two good-looking guys offered me a ride I
couldn't say no.  They fucked me for two solid hours and it was wonderful.
When I got home and Bob felt how wet and slippery my panties were he just
pushed me down on the bed and ate my juicy comn-filled pussy for at least
an hour.

   I want to feel your big prick squirting your hot comn deep in my pussy
and down my throat sooo bad!  I'm laying on my tummy writing this and
there's this lump in the mattress that keeps rubbing against plump wet
little pussy.  Oh, shit, does it feel good!  I wish you had been here when
you made that hot prick of yours comn.

   I had a terrible dream the other night.  There were about ten handsome
men standing around my bed all naked.  And everyone of them had pricks as
big as Bob's!  I was laying there begging them to fuck me but they just
rubbed their huge pricks until all ten of them were comning at the same
time.  They just covered my body with all that hot sticky comn but none of
them would put his hot prick in my madly burning pussy.  Damn that was a
funky dream.

   Bob's sitting in the tub soaping his huge hardened prick and shaking it
at me.  I'm going to be dreaming about you the minute Bob pushes his hot
beautiful prick deep into my itching pussy.  I just know he's going to
shove it in me real hard and fast.  He's always real hot when he has a
piece of pussy from some other girl.  He fucked a little sixteen year old
brunette to day.  He met her at the movies where she works.  Her name's
Lynda and she left her panties here.  Her pussy smells awful sweet and Bob
said she's real tight.  But with a prick like his all pussys are tight.

   I asked Bob if he would like to help me suck your hot prick off and the
idea sexcited him.  That sounds very sexciting and after you fuck me good
and hard, you and I will have to suck his hot eight inch prick off.

   I want you all to myself the very first time.  I want to feel your
strong rough hands and hot lips all over me, sucking and kneading my
titties, licking my pussy.  I want to feel that hot throbbing prick in my
mouth.  Then I want you between my legs and to push that hot thing up into
the wet hotness of eager pussy.  I want you to fuck me hard and fast,
ramming your prick hard against my womb.

   Afterwards we can start doing all those wild wonderful things we talked
about.  I know!  After you fuck me good we'll rest a little.  Then I'll
suck your prick hard and you can put it in from behind.  Bob can lay in
front and lick us both and your hot comn that will be running out all over
my thighs.  Bob likes the way you suggested that ...  I do too.  After Bob
comns I'll roll over and let you have some of it.

   Bob's drying off now so I better hurry and finish this ...  that giant
prick of his is still hard!  If you really come up Friday I'll give this to
you then ...  if not I'll mail it to you with a Dear John!

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Bob and I have discovered that most of the people we swing with, or
rather the ones we correspond with, are not what they claim to be.  From
Bill's letters you would think he was very virile and capable.  But he was
the greatest disappointment since Bob and I started to swing.

   Bill and Bob were waiting when I got home from work that Friday night. I
was pleasantly surprised to find that he was indeed nice-looking.  My pussy
was moist with anticipation the moment I stepped in and saw him.  I greeted
him with a big smile and a "Hi".  Bob fixed me a drink while I changed
clothes.  I was careful to leave the bedroom door slightly ajar.  I slyly
walked past the opening in sheer white panties, French bra, garterbelt and
nylons.  I could feel his eyes on me and I shuddered deliciously.  I
slipped on a dark-green minishift and put on the sheer, lacy pink panties
that I had bought just for the occasion.

   I came in and sat down across from him, and his eyes roved over my full
thighs.  Bob handed me a frosty drink and I shivered.  My pussy was burning
madly.

   Bob put on several records and I asked Bill to dance with me.  He was a
fair dancer and I pushed my trembling body up against his.  Bob turned the
lights off until we were shrouded in a soft dim glow.  Bill became bolder
and his hand moved down to cup the fullness of my bottom.  I pushed against
him and moaned softly when I felt his hardened prick throb against my
stomach.  I led him into the bedroom.

   As soon as we were in the bedroom, Bill pulled me into his arms and
kissed me passionately.  I sucked his hot tongue into my mouth and writhed
my hips against his hardness.  His fingers unzipped my dress, and I
shivered as his warm hands caressed the bare skin of my back.  I pulled
away from him and hurriedly took my dress and panties off.  Bill was
frantically tearing at his clothes as I lay down on my back.  I was
caressing the fat moist lips of my madly itching pussy until Bill's hot
fingers took over.  He sucked hard on my hardened nipples and he groaned as
I wrapped my fingers around his hot throbbing prick.  I caressed its
swollen head with my thumb and his cum was already oozing stickily from its
gaping mouth.

   I smiled up at him as he raised up and slid my moist panties off.  I
opened my legs and told him to fuck me now.  And he did.  Rather, he tried.
I cried out with pleasure when I felt the head of his swollen prick slip
hotly between the moist lips of my eager pussy.  Then he fell heavily on me
and I cried silently.  His prick throbbed spasmodically and his cum shot
out in heavy squirts deep in my contracting pussy.

   He kept saying over and over he was sorry.  But he was just too hot.  I
told him that it was okay.  His slowly deflating prick felt wonderful
inside me.  I saw Bob standing with his huge prick swaying massively by the
bed.  I smiled and motioned for him to join us.

   He crawled up against us and I could feel his throbbing eight inches
against my thigh.  A delicious chill went through my widespread thighs when
I felt Bob's hand slide in between Bill and I.  His strong, experienced
fingers moved expertly through the wet curls of my mound.  I groaned loudly
when his finger brushed against my clitty.

   I gripped Bill's limp, sticky prick lightly.  Bob moved in between my
widespread thighs and I jerked and moaned involuntarily as his tongue
licked Bill's cum from the swollen lips of my pussy.  Bill kissed me
passionately, sucking my tongue deep into the hot wetness of his mouth.

   When Bill started sucking on my hardened nipples, I raised up to watch
Bob.  His head moved slowly, licking up Bill's cum.  The thought of him
eating my pussy after someone had come inside me always excited me.  Bill's
lips were sending thrills through my taut breasts at the same time.

   I began pushing my full hips up to the maddening friction of Bob's lips
against my clity.  His hands pushed at my inner thighs, urging me to spread
them wider.  I threw my left leg over Bill and moaned louder as his teeth
nipped teasingly at my nipples.

   My left hand pressed Bill's face tighter against my tit, the other
entangled in Bob's long sandy hair, urging his lips on.  Bob's tongue
licked up and down my cum-smeared slit in long deliciously maddening
strokes.

   I whimpered, begging him to suck harder.  His hands slid under my full
quivering butt, lifting me tighter to his wildly sucking tongue.  I could
feel his nose rubbing against my sensuously erect clit.  I whimpered
incessantly as his tongue sent shudder after shudder through my trembling
body.

   I writhed and twisted under his hot piercing tongue, moaning out
breathless obscenities.  Bob's hand came out and caressed Bill's balls,
then he squeezed my hand affectionately.

   That night Bob gave me one of the best fuckings I ever had.  Poor Bill
never got another hard on all night.  Nothing Bob and I could do would draw
his limp prick to erection.  He left about four in the morning like a
whipped puppy.  We never heard from him again.  It's not him I pity ... 
it's his wife!

   Bob and I correspond with about a hundred couples, with more answering
our ad every day.  I thought I'd put in a letter to a single guy that we
had met several times.  In my answer to him, I told of the first time Bob
and I swapped partners.  It was quite by accident too.



   Chapter 2

   Dear Connie,

   I called this morning but got no answer.  I'm at the library now writing
this and looking at your pictures and dreaming a little bit.  I know you
won't mind if I mentally undress you.

   I saw the redhead last nite but have decided to cancel all plans.  She
is too inhibited and would rather get serious than enjoy life.  I don't
want to get involved.  I've heard that redheads are quite passionate but I
believe she would be the exception ...  too conservative.  Oh well!  back
to the drawing board.  I wish to hell I could find a girl near here, half
as pretty and half as passionate as YOU!

   I have an appointment with another one at 2 P.M.  to try to sell some
insurance to.  She's a GO-GO Dancer with big boobs ...  almost too big, too
saggy I think.

   I'll keep trying to call until I get through.

   Love,

   Tom

   Dear Tom, Sunday

   You're probably mad at me.  Bob and I spent last Wednesday in Laramie
visiting friends.  When I opened your letters I felt like crying.  I'll try
to make up for not being here when you called.  Call me as soon as you get
this, okay?  I'm sending you some Polaroids to help you not forget me.

   Oh, did we ever have a wild time last night!  We spent the night with
the brother of my old college roommate.  He's 19 and his wife Karen is not
quite eighteen.  Merlin fucked me once a few years ago (I think he even
fucked his sister, Sandy.) They wanted us to spend the night with them so
we decided to have a party.

   We sat around talking and listening to the Stereo.  Merlin and Karen
were sitting across from us and both Bob and I could see up Karen's dress.
She was wearing bright pink panties.  Naturally I made sure they could see
up my skirt, too.  Merlin kept looking up my skirt and then up to my face.
I winked and smiled at him.

   Bob and I were dancing to the soft music, his body pressed tightly to
mine when Merlin cut in.  Bob laughed and pulled Karen to her feet saying
that it was a sin to ignore someone as beautiful as she.  I got very
sexcited watching the way she pressed herself against him.  The lights were
low and the drinks and music were making us all feel sexy.  I could feel
Merlin's prick hard and throbbing against my stomach.  I pressed tightly
against him and when I glanced at Bob and Karen they were dancing.

   I saw Bob kissing Karen's neck and his hand was slowly working down her
side to her full young ass.  Bob's caressing hand was slowly drawing her
skirt higher.  I whispered for Merlin to look at them.  By then Bob had
Karen's skirt up so we could see the edge of her pink panties as Bob's
fingers caressed the back of her naked thighs.  Merlin moaned softly and
his hardened prick throbbed in heavy, quick jerks against me.

   The music stopped and we stood in each other's arms for a few seconds
longer.  I whispered for Merlin to let me sit in his lap and he did.  He
didn't waste any time either.  I guess he couldn't help it the way I was
squirming my big butt against his prick.  We kissed and I urged his hand
under my skirt.

   We glanced at Bob and Karen.  She was stretched out on the sofa with her
head in Bob's lap.  They were kissing passionately and Bob had her full
skirt up to her waist.  I got so excited watching his fingers tracing
lightly over the swollen mound of her downy young pussy.  Of course,
Merlin's fingers slipping under the leg of my bright red bikini panties
helped a lot too.

   Then to my disappointment Bob just picked Karen up in his big strong
arms and carried her into the bedroom.  I had wanted to watch him shove
that gigantic prick of his into her.  With them gone Merlin wanted us to go
to the sofa.  While I was standing he put his hands under my skirt and
pulled my panties off.  God I was so hot and excited that I laid down on
the sofa with my legs open and begged him to fuck me.  And boy, did he
ever! He was as excited as I was and shoved his hard prick into my eager
and wet pussy hard.  He did it so hard and fast that it didn't take him
long to shoot his comn deep in my palpitating pussy.

   We lay there gasping for breath and we could hear Karen moaning and
crying, begging Bob to fuck her.  Merlin's deflated prick started throbbing
back to hardness inside my slippery pussy.  He started thrusting it in long
slow strokes as Karen cried out in pain and pleasure, "Ohhh ...  God!  It's
so big!"

   We could hear the bed squeaking and straining under Bob's hard thrusting
body.  Karen moaned loudly and incessantly.  Merlin moaned, "God, listen to
her!  She's never been that hot before!" I writhed my hips up against
Merlin's pounding hips, listening to Karen's moans.  I was barely conscious
of his prick spewing his second load of comn hotly into me.

   He lay inert on me as we listened to Karen and Bob.  Then we heard her
cry out loudly that she was comning.  Merlin told me then that she'd never
comn before.

   Merlin was in the bathroom when Bob came out of the bedroom followed by
Karen in a thin bath robe.  Her face was flushed and her pretty brown eyes
were glassy and vacant.  Bob put his arms around me and kissed me hard.  I
pushed my hips up against him and felt his huge prick hard and throbbing
against me.  For some reason that even Bob can't explain he's always horny
for ME after he's fucked another girl!  And naturally I love it.

   All the way back to Cheyenne I sucked Bob's prick, tasting Karen's pussy
juice on it.  Bob had a tremendous climax before we got out of Laramie.

   Well, Tom, how's that for a sexciting evening?  I'm going to write and
invite them down for the week-end as soon as I finish this.  But I don't
think they'll come down though.

   You'd better tell me how you make out with your Go-Go girl!  I hope you
get her into bed.

   Write real soon and call me, too.

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Karen answered my letter, but she avoided mentioning what had happened
at her house.  Karen would be jealous of me having Bob, plus Merlin
enjoying me physically.  Merlin would be jealous of Bob having given Karen
her first orgasm.  I imagine he probably threw it up to her for several
weeks afterwards.

   Bob and I think of sex as a pleasure and a need.  In the same class as
food or sleep.  I don't think we're wrong, either.

   We've met some interesting, unusual, and intelligent people through our
swinging correspondence.  This is the answer to a letter I wrote in reply
to an ad wanting young women to make an unusual movie ...

   Dear Connie,

   Thank you for answering my ad and I apologize for the delay with my
reply.

   I fell in love with your photo since it suggested so many potential
possibilities.  I adore your long, blonde hair and I'd like to see you
dressed in mod things that would exploit your best features.  You have
impressive dimensions, beauty and appeal that would attract most men and
women.

   Please send more pictures of yourself and I promise to return them.

   You are a natural for my 'taste' and I would hope we could meet in the
near future.  I 'dig' a female who would enjoy another attractive female
and, if we should ever become good friends, I would make every effort to
introduce you to attractive, groovy females who would throw in with us for
pleasure.  I need you to 'groove' with other females or with other couples.

   Joan and I have 'cooled' the movie project, but we continue to be
friends.  However, she continues to be very active with all types of
'underground' activities.  Write to her.  Explain to her that we have
corresponded and that you are interested in her movie activities.  If you
'dig' 'way out' colored guys or any other type males, she could handle the
matter for you.  The two of you could make a small fortune in L.A.  She
would be your 'front' and handle all of the details for you.  Joan is an
experienced female and she's made several movies and has excellent
contacts.

   I'll call Joan to tell her to expect a letter from you ...  and enclose
a picture.  Let her be your 'front' while you enjoy your men and profits.
Joan knows where to have your films developed.

   I'm involved with the recording industry and affiliated with a 'name'
recording artist, so I hesitate to say more about myself.

   With very best wishes, I remain

   Sincerely,

   A.V.

   Dear Joan,

   I'm writing to you at the suggestion of A.V.  of Glendora.  He said he'd
call and tell you to expect my letter.  He hinted at something, I think he
meant that you could help me get into those wild sexy movies and help me
meet generous men.  If this is true, I think it's wonderful!

   It's hard to imagine getting paid to do something I love so much!  I've
had a varied and wonderful sex-life since I was 13.  I'm married to the
most wonderful guy and he's "hung" like a God!

   I'm enclosing a photo and several slides.  Could you return the slides?

   Hope to hear from you soon.

   Sincerely,

   Connie

   Dear Connie,

   You are just what I have been looking for!  I can get you a couple of
wealthy guys who would be able to pay well for some young beautiful pussy
like you.

   I hope you are going to be 21 soon.

   I have contact with many men.  I give massages, sell pussy, make movies
and anything else I can do to make money.  Money is my fetish, really my
main "thing".  I have sucked on a couple of tits but haven't really sucked
a clit but I guess I can fit these lips around yours.  I give a wonderful
"blow" to a man.

   Now, for your moving.  You are welcome to stay with me and we will scout
around for a suitable apartment if you decide to live in Hollywood.  You
can stay with me as long as you want to.

   Maybe I can learn you to massage and you will be earning money and have
good contacts with men and I expect to get a few women, too, so you will be
well supplied with sex.

   I will groom you and teach you what I know.

   Why don't you call me and reverse the charges and we will talk.

   So give me a call as soon as you get this letter.  O.K.

   Love and Piece,

   Joan

   The following letter is an answer to my ad in a swingers club magazine.
The funny thing about it is he didn't know who I was and that I was the hot
little blonde he fucked at a New Year's party.

   Hi,

   My name is Bill.  I am 34 years old, 5'7" tall 145 pounds, blonde hair,
blue eyes.  I am a graduate student at the University of Wyoming (with a
good income from a fellowship and GI bill).  I am eager to contact swingers
for some good hot sex.  I love to fuck (naturally).  I also love to eat hot
pussy, love having my cock sucked off, playing with tits.  In short I love
sex!  I can travel anywhere in the state and am looking forward to pumping
some hot come into you.  Please write soon.

   Eagerly,

   Bill

   He didn't care for a threesome so I spent the night in a hotel with him.
It was really good.  I sucked his beautiful prick all the way the first
time.  He really knows how to eat pussy, too!  Before the night was over he
came in my pussy twice.  He fucked me a third time before I left the next
morning.

   And when I got home, Bob ate my slippery cum-filled pussy and then
fucked me hard!



   Chapter 3

   The following commentary and letters will be about our swinging parties
with AC/DC couples and single girls.  Bob's work takes him all over, and I
go with him most of the time, and we have quite a bit of fun.  We had
parties with couples in Texas, Florida, Virginia; Washington, D.C., New
Jersey, Colorado, just to name a few states.

   The very first girl I ever made love with was a little sixteen-year-old
nymphet in Cheyenne.  Bob met her at the movie where she worked.  Lynda is
a very pretty brunette with long straight hair.  She has the most beautiful
figure Bob or I have ever seen.  It's not big, but full, rounded and firm.

   The first time Bob fucked her was in our apartment.  She had left her
panties and I got excited when I smelled her sweet pussy stains on them.  I
wore her panties to bed that night and it excited Bob and I so much that we
fucked all night.  Bob's beautiful prick was rubbed raw, to say nothing of
me walking around bow-legged for two days.

   Lynda thinks I'm Bob's sister.  We went to the movie one night a few
days later and he introduced us.  I invited her over for a visit some time.
During the movie, Bob went out to see Lynda and they sneaked up to the
secluded balcony.  Bob fucked Lynda on the carpeted floor and took her
panties.  They were sheer, bright red bikini panties and soaking wet.  I
slipped mine off and put hers on.  By the time we got home, the panties
were twice as wet.

   That night, after Bob loved me real good and hard, we talked about
Lynda. Bob was going to tell her that I was going away for the night and
that he wanted her to come over.  I was supposed to come in and catch him
fucking her on the sofa.

   She agreed to come up on a Friday night.  She had asked him to get some
beer for her to drink.  Bob suggested that I hide in the closet so I could
watch everything right from the beginning.

   Bob bought a case of beer that Friday and I took a six-pack into the
bedroom closet.  From there I could see the sofa in the living room and
most of the bedroom, including our king-size bed.  I took off all my
clothes, except my yellow French bra and the bright red panties that Bob
had taken from Lynda.  I was sitting on the sofa nervously waiting, when I
heard Bob unlocking the front door.  I ran into the bedroom and took an ash
tray into the closet with me.

   I could see Lynda sit down on the sofa.  She wore a short, tight knit
minishift.  When she sat down and crossed her legs, the hem of her dress
came up within several inches of her sweet young pussy.  Bob came over then
with two beers.  I knew he had dissolved four Preludin tablets in hers, and
after about two beers she would be begging him to fuck her ...  and me too
I hoped.

   My panties were moist when I ran my palm down between my legs.  My
thighs were trembling, and my full titties grew taut, sending delicious
shivers through my stomach to meet those radiating from my burning pussy.

   I watched as Bob took our photo album out and sat down beside Lynda. 
That particular album had all our sexy photographs in it.  As the pages
turned, the photographs became wilder and wilder.  The last pages were some
that were sent to us by Lee and Margie, a swinging couple from Washington
D.C.  They were of Margie and other pretty young girls in all stages of
lovemaking with each other.  And a few of Margie being licked by a huge
Great Dane and two of her being fucked by the huge dog.

   Bob was sitting on the other side of Lynda, and I could see her shocked,
wide-eyed, open-mouthed expression as she looked at the photographs.  Bob's
hand was caressing her smooth thigh.  Her dress was up very high, and I
couldn't see the dark tops of her nylons so I assumed that she didn't have
any on.  Bob said something to her, and she turned her head, looking up at
him.

   He kissed her passionately.  Bob's left hand moved from her bare thigh
to the full swell of small shapely breasts.  I whimpered softly, kneading
my tingling titties as I watched him squeezing hers.  I could see quite
plainly that she was excited.  Her hand went to my husband's lap and
caressed the full outline of his throbbing hardness.

   They finally broke their kiss and I could see Lynda's breasts rising and
falling sharply from her heavy breathing.  She turned her beer up and
finished it.  Bob went to get her another one.  When he stood up, his eyes
glanced toward the partially opened closet door.  He smiled.  I could see
the tremendous bulge of his hardened prick.

   Before Lynda finished her second beer, she had unzipped Bob's pants and
had his beautiful prick out, caressing its hugeness gently.  Everytime I
looked at the huge fullness of my husband's prick it was always with awe.
Now it looked even larger and more exciting.  Maybe it was Lynda's small
fingers wrapped around the thick shaft that made it seem so much larger?

   Bob worked her dress up to her waist, and I saw her white nylon panties.
As Bob caressed the slightly rounded bulge of her abdomen, Lynda opened her
legs wide.  When I saw Bob's fingers' slide down into the hot valley
between her open legs, my heart started pounding heavier and delicious
shivers tingled in the pit of my stomach.

   Lynda's moans were becoming louder, and her small hand moved faster as
it slid up and down the length of my husband's prick.  Bob's hand was
inside her panties, and I knew from her writhing and whimpering that his
experienced fingers were manipulating her eager little clitoris.  My clit
was erect and more sensitive than it had been in a long time.

   Bob picked Lynda up and carried her into the bedroom.  He put her down
about three feet from where I sat trembling in the closet.  My breathing
seemed so loud and heavy that I was sure Lynda would hear me.  She was
facing the closet as Bob took off her belt and unzipped her dress.  Her
eyes were closed and her small pouty lips were parted and trembling
slightly.  Bob pushed her dress forward over her shoulders, kissing her
smooth bare neck.  Lynda arched her head backward, whimpering softly as my
husband drew her dress down over her small breasts to her waist.

   I was quivering, forcing three fingers into the hot wetness of my tight
pussy.  Lynda's skin looked so soft and silky that I had to force myself to
keep from leaving the closet.  When Bob unhooked her white padded bra and
bared the full firm white spheres of her young breasts, I had to bite my
lip to keep from crying out.  I stared at the tiny dark hardened nipples
centered so deliciously on the warm proud spheres.

   Bob worked her dress down over the fullness of her flaring hips.  My
tongue ran wetly over my full lips while my fingers moved furiously in my
wet swollen pussy.  I could see the thin dark triangle of Lynda's pussy
curls through her sheer white panties.  The narrow band of nylon that
disappeared between her full young thighs was very moist.  I wanted so
badly to reach out and caress her downy mound.  It looked so soft, warm and
sweet!

   Lynda lay down on the bed, her shapely legs parted slightly.  I stood up
and leaned weakly against the doorframe.  My legs quivered uncontrollably
as I watched Bob quickly take off his clothes.  The broad swollen head of
his thick pulsating prick glistened wetly from the sweet cum that oozed
from its slit.  Bob smiled at me and crawled over Lynda, pulling her into
his strong arms.  They moaned loudly as their hot naked skins touched.  I
moaned audibly too, almost feeling Lynda's firm breasts and hot-pointed
nipples pressing deliciously against my own!  With trembling fingers I
fumbled with the clasp of my bra, I sucked in my breath delightfully as the
cool lusciousness of the air caressed my taut, tingling titties.

   Lynda raised her rounded hips and helped my husband slip her moist white
panties off.  Bob tossed them toward the closet.  I knelt down and reached
out, pulling the lacy panties into the closet.  I put the moist crotch to
my nose, and the heady, musky-sweet odor made my head spin.  When I looked
up, Lynda was kneeling between my husband's widespread thighs.  Her tiny
pink tongue was licking at my husband's corded stomach.  Bob's hands were
holding her shoulderlength hair back so I could see her licking him.

   Lynda's small hand was wrapped tightly around the thick base of Bob's
huge blood-filled prick.  Now her face was hovering only inches from the
broad glistening head.  Her head dropped slowly toward my husband's prick
and suddenly her pink tongue flicked forward.  The tiny tip licked lightly
at the sticky wetness smeared over the broad pulsating head of his prick.

   Bob moaned as Lynda slid her open mouth down and enclosed the whole
bloodfilled head in the hot wetness of her young mouth.  Her small,
stretched lips tightened and slid down the thick shaft another two inches.
The sight of my husband's beautiful prick sunk halfway between the ovaled
lips of her mouth sent maddening thrills of ecstasy through my quivering
thighs.

   I cursed myself for not thinking of bringing the Polaroid in with me.  I
remember Bob saying that she had refused to suck him the first time.  The
closet seemed to be getting smaller with each passing minute.

   Bob had taken her long hair and draped it over the far side of her
slender neck.  I watched the sixteen-year-old's pretty face bobbing
expertly up and down the thick glistening shaft of my husband's prick.  She
was an experienced cocksucker!  I felt a tinge of jealousy.  I was very
good, but Lynda was better!  Bob flexed his ass, his head raised, watching
Lynda's head bobbing up and down the full eight inches of his prick.

   Lynda must have sensed Bob's increased excitement, as I always did, for
she began sucking his thick shaft harder.  My husband groaned over and
over, his mouth moving crazily and incoherent words bubbled from his
contorted lips.  Suddenly his head dropped heavily back onto the mattress
and a heavy guttural moan tore from his lips.  His fingers entwined cruelly
in Lynda's hair, holding her head tightly on his wildly jerking prick.  I
moaned and worked my fingers frantically in and out of my wet, swollen
pussy.  Lynda moaned loudly against my husband's spewing prick.  I could
almost feel Bob's hot salty-sweet cum squirting hard against the back of
Lynda's mouth.  She choked once as her smooth, flushed cheeks expanded and
hollowed, greedily swallowing the hot flooding gushes of cum.

   Lynda fell limply across the corded muscles of my husband's heaving
stomach.  Her eyes were closed and her parted lips glistened wetly with
Bob's slippery cum.  I wanted to kiss her, to feel and taste Bob's cum on
her lips and hot tiny pink tongue.  I sat down weakly, fighting the raging
desire to let Lynda know I was here.  I knew the time wasn't right yet, but
my desire for the sixteen-year-old nymphet was a maddening thing.

   Bob pushed Lynda onto her back and began sucking on her hardened
nipples. The fingers of his left hand caressed her quivering young belly. I
knew he wanted to eat her, but I knew he wouldn't because of me.  He knew
I'd be going crazy by now.

   The huge size of my husband's prick isn't the most extraordinary thing
about his cock.  It's his recuperative powers.  He can have at least three
powerful orgasms before losing his hard-on once!  I could see his prick
laying on the whiteness of Lynda's left thigh.  Its broad head glistening
wetly from Lynda's saliva as it throbbed spasmodically.

   Lynda's hips and thighs quivered as Bob's fingers worked expertly
between the downy, passion-swollen lips of her wet eager young pussy. 
Hurry honey!  Hurry!  Oh, God, please hurry!  My mind screamed pitifully at
my husband.

   Bob's fingers were plunging deep into Lynda's writhing pussy as she
moaned and pleaded with him to fuck her.  The moist downy cleft of her
young pussy looked so inviting!  Bob moved in between Lynda's shapely
widespread thighs and I stared in amazed excitement as her small delicate
hand reached out and wrapped around my husband's huge, throbbing prick,
guiding its swollen, blood-filled head into the wet tightness of her
palpitating young pussy.

   She moaned softly as Bob's thick shaft worked back and forth slowly,
gradually sliding deeper until it looked as if she had taken the full
length of his tremendous shaft.  My husband raised up on his hands, looking
down at Lynda's pretty contorted face.  He slowly drew his slim powerful
hips back, and my pussy quivered with delicious sensations, knowing the
passionate thrills that were soaring through Lynda's trembling body. 
Suddenly my husband's hips flicked forward and his thick pulsating prick
rammed into the depths of her young pussy, hitting delightfully against the
resilient lips of her womb.

   Lynda screamed a low, sorrowful cry of pain, trying to escape the sudden
pain.  Bob rammed into her again, grinding harder into her tender young
flesh.  I knew my husband well enough to know he was enjoying her pain.  I
reveled for a moment in the power my husband possessed over another young
girl impaled on his massive prick.  I wasn't surprised at all when Lynda
started responding to Bob's painful thrusts.

   Bob ground his pelvis into her flaccid flesh as Lynda strained up
against him, arching her hips, lifting them off the mattress.  The bed
began to squeak and strain beneath them.  Lynda began whimpering
incessantly beneath my husband's pounding body, her head flailing from side
to side on the mattress in wild abandon.

   "Oooohhhhh ...  fuck ...  me.  Do it good!" she whimpered breathlessly,
wrapping her long shapely legs around his thrusting hips.  I watched as my
husband began furiously thrusting his thick prick into the depths of her
young eager pussy.  I watched hypnotized while Lynda moaned steadily in a
low whimpering whine that sounded like a little lost puppy.

   "Oooohhhh ...  Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!" Lynda moaned in ragged
breaths and in rhythm to my husband's thick prick plunging into her.  I
watched, fascinated, as the young girl became increasingly wilder, writhing
her hips and frantically clawing at Bob's broad, muscular back.  "I'm doin'
it!  Oooohhhh ...  I'm going ...  all ...  the way!" Lynda cried,
helplessly out of her mind with ecstasy.  She screamed once more, arching
her back and hips off the mattress.  Then she collapsed, her body quivering
in tiny spasmodic tremors.  Bob continued to thrust into her limp body for
several more seconds, then he tensed.  And I sighed deeply, knowing he was
shooting his thick hot cum deep into the unconscious young girl's
palpitating pussy.

   Bob rolled from between Lynda's limply splayed thighs.  I stared at the
wet swollen lips of her open young pussy.  Bob waved for me to come out,
and I slowly pushed the door open and walked to the foot of the bed.  I
still didn't know that Lynda had passed out and I tried not to shake the
bed as I crawled up between her legs.

   I stared into the mass of curly brown hairs.  They were soaked with her
juice, and the heady aroma from her swollen pussy wafted into my nostrils
in maddening whiffs.  My breath quickened as I looked between the swollen
pink lips, a thick, creamy stream of my husband's cum oozing slowly from
the tight pink inner opening.  My pussy was trembling maddeningly as my
fingers gently spread the moist lips.  I saw Lynda's eager swollen pussy
contracting ...  or maybe I was imagining it.  My nostrils flared and I
quivered at the overpowering pungent aroma of her used pussy.

   I ran my tongue lightly over her pink flesh into the deep pink folds. 
The salty taste of my husband's thick cum mingled with Lynda's sweet juice,
excited me tremendously.  I buried my face in her wet folds, and Lynda
moaned softly and rotated her hips up against me ever so slightly.

   I opened my lips slightly and sucked her tiny rigid clitoris into my
mouth, my tongue darting out and fluttering around its erectness.  My
eager, hungry mouth tasted her young hot juices as I ground my pussy into
the mattress.  I could feel my husband's eyes burning hotly into us, and I
reached out with my right hand and gripped the thick, throbbing shaft of
his huge hardened prick.

   Lynda began moaning louder as I sucked Bob's cum madly from her wet
eager pussy.  I looked up and saw that Lynda had raised up on her elbows.
She was staring down at me with wide-eyed, open-mouthed surprise.  Then she
looked at Bob and smiled!  Bob leaned over and kissed her fully and
passionately on her moist lips.  Lynda's parted legs came up over my
shoulders and she locked her slender ankles behind my neck.  I began
licking as deep as I could into the depths of her inner lips, and little
Lynda writhed her hot young pussy up to me.

   I pushed my eager tongue up the slippery sheath of her quivering pussy,
feeling her pink walls contracting tightly around it.  No wonder Bob raved
about how good Lynda could fuck with muscle control like that in her
beautiful young pussy!  She moaned and writhed harder as I licked at the
sides of her smooth pussy, sucking up the salty-sweetness of their mingled
juices.

   "Ooohhh!  I love that ...  don't ever stop ...  please!" Lynda whimpered
weakly and I noticed Bob was sucking on her tiny hardened nipples.  I
couldn't help wondering which one of us she was talking to.  Then she
answered my question.

   "Oh, shit, eat me!  Eatme ...  eatme ...  eatme," she whined
incessantly. Her legs opened wide and she drew up her knees to open her
sweet pussy as wide as she could for my frantically licking tongue.  I slid
my hands under the full quivering cheeks of her ass, pulling the upturned
crevice of her pussy tighter against my face.  She whimperingly pleaded for
more.

   "Oooohhh, shit!  Yesss ...  yessss," she hissed through clenched teeth.
"Ooohh, shit!  My titties ...  squeeze my titties!  Oh ...  eatme ... 
eatme ...  eat my pussy!" Bob was working on her firm young titties,
digging his fingers into the magnificent spheres.  She groaned loudly,
jerking her writhing hips spastically against my face.

   My pussy was itching and burning madly as I ground it against the
mattress.  My lips lost contact with her tiny clitoris as she began
writhing frantically.  I pressed my face back into her grasping pussy,
searching, then finding her erect, throbbing clitoris, sucking and nibbling
on its velvety slipperiness the way Bob did to mine.  My fingernails firmly
grasped her wildly gyrating asscheeks in each hand, holding her pussy
tightly to my mouth.

   "Suckme ...  suckme ...  suckme ...  Oooohhh ...  shit!" Lynda whimpered
incoherently.

   Her soft warm thighs closed around my head, gripping me tightly.  Her
body rocked back and forth, carrying my sucking mouth along with her wildly
grasping young pussy.  I felt the slender fingers of her right hand
entangle in my long blonde hair, her head was flailing from side to side,
her small, full lips were pulled back against her tiny white teeth in a
grimace of sheer ecstasy.

   A mournful sob burst from her tortured lips as she pushed her full young
ass off the mattress, carrying my sucking lips with her.

   "Oh, shit!  Oh, shit!  I'm going!  Oh, my God!  I'm going all the way!"
Lynda moaned, her mouth gaping wide, eyes clenched tight in the ecstasy of
her orgasm.  She mumbled incoherently over and over, her young shapely body
shuddering convulsively as she clamped her thighs tightly around my head.
Shudders and tremors shook her body uncontrollably and a low shrilled cry
came from somewhere deep in her trembling body.  I could feel her wet pussy
become even wetter and the pink inner lips sucked on my tongue.

   Lynda went limp then, but her lovely young body continued to quiver.  I
raised my head and looked at my husband.  He was smiling down at me as I
crawled over Lynda's splayed thighs into his arms.  We kissed.  Bob sucked
my tongue deep into his hot mouth.  He moaned hotly into my open mouth when
he tasted Lynda's sweet young juice on my tongue.  I felt the hugeness of
his hardened prick against my belly, and I moaned in his ear for him to
fuck me.

   He said he wanted to take some Polaroids of Lynda and I while she was
still unconscious.  He got up and got the camera.  There were seven
photographs left on the roll and we had only one flashbulb.  I snuggled up
close to Lynda and put her limp left arm around my neck and her right hand
on my pussy.  I put my right leg between her widespread legs and my left
hand spread the wet, slippery lips of her sweet young pussy wide open.  I
leaned over near her firm right titty, sticking my tongue out until it
touched her tiny brown, erect nipple.  Bob took the photograph from Lynda's
side of the bed and it turned out beautifully.  It looked just like Lynda
was conscious and had just closed her eyes in ecstasy.

   Bob crawled quickly between my legs and shoved his thick hardened shaft
almost brutally into my wet passion-swollen pussy.  Bob's wonderful prick
had just started jerking wildly and spewing his thick hot cum deep into my
palpitating pussy when Lynda came to and rolled over against us.  She
smiled at me and ran her hot slender fingers down to my cock-filled pussy.
Her touch was so electric and thrilling that I cried out with the pleasure
of it.

   Her fingers caressed the thick shaft of my husband's prick which
protruded from my tightly grasping pussy.  Bob pulled his prick out after
it had finished shooting his hot juice into me, and he rolled over Lynda.
Lynda's fingers continued caressing my swollen cum-smeared pussy.  I put my
hand behind her head and pulled her mouth down to mine.

   Her pretty face came down eagerly, her lips parted as they came softly
and hotly in contact with mine.  Her tiny pink tongue slipped teasingly
between my lips and I moaned, feeling the small hardened nipple of her firm
right titty pressing deliciously against mine.  Lynda's hand began
caressing my full titties, and her small full lips nibbled down my throat,
across the velvety skin of my shoulder to my arched and aching titties. 
The sixteen-year-old began to delicately suck the first one, then the other
...  her tongue was sending shivers of pleasure through every fiber of my
trembling body.  Her hands were caressing my belly and thighs.  I trembled
uncontrollably as her right hand reached the wet downy lips of my
cum-filled pussy.  The thought that this beautiful sixteenyear-old girl
would soon be licking my husband's cum from my pussy sent even stronger and
more maddening thrills through my whole being.

   Lynda's fingers slipped through the slipperiness on my pussy-lips and
found my erect throbbing clitoris.  She began sensually touching it,
caressing its maddening sensitiveness.  I began moaning and whimpering as
her lips moved down, licking maddeningly at my quivering stomach.  Her full
lips found my wet swollen slit and her tiny hot tongue replaced the
fingers. The strange, searing pleasure soared intensely through my thighs,
pussy, and heaving belly.  Lynda's fingers opened my slippery lips and her
tongue slipped into me ...  I gasped and began undulating my hips,
spreading my legs as wide as possible, letting the intense pleasure between
my thighs grow stronger and stronger as her mouth and tongue sent chills of
ecstasy through every nerve end that I possessed.

   My hips began jerking, and I drew my knees up hard against my jiggling
breasts to open my pussy as wide as I could.  Her hands pulled the upturned
crevice of my pussy wide apart, stretching it cruelly as I begged for more.
Her tiny pink tongue slid wetly down the crevice to the tiny pucker of my
asshole, pressing the tip hard against it, until it gave ever so slightly
and her tongue entered.  The wildest and most exquisitely wonderful
sensations flowed through my ass.  I shrieked out my pleasure shrilly.

   I felt and heard Lynda moan heavily into the open wet lips of my pussy.
I raised up weakly on my elbows and looked down at Lynda's face buried
between my splayed thighs.  My husband was kneeling between her thighs,
rubbing the massive swollen head of his throbbing blood-filled prick up and
down between the smooth white spheres of Lynda's ass.  He pushed forward
and Lynda's tongue froze in my pussy and her body tensed.

   As Bob's hips slid forward, Lynda slowly relaxed and her tongue began
its maddening thrusts again.  My husband began pounding hard and fast into
Lynda, and she moaned and her tongue matched the rhythm of his thrusting
prick.  The pressure of Bob's thrusts was buffeting Lynda and I in its
delicious tempo.

   My head dropped back onto the mattress and I wondered fleetingly if he
had his huge, thick prick in her asshole.  I didn't think so.  Bob had
tried that with me, but his prick was just too big.

   My fingers entwined in Lynda's soft brown hair and writhed my pussy hard
against the hot pressure of her tongue.  I watched my husband's
lust-contorted face running excitedly over my quivering titties and little
Lynda's head bobbing lewdly between my widespread thighs.  I saw his lips
compress tightly and his sexy blue eyes roll back in his head as he tensed
with his eight inch prick buried in Lynda's sexy round ass.

   I knew he was climaxing and, from the way Lynda had slowed down, I
thought she was too.  Her fingernails dug painfully into the tender
quivering flesh of my upturned ass.  I moaned with the pleasure-pain, and
Lynda went limp, sprawling across my heaving belly.

   Little Lynda, Bob and I had one more get-together before she suddenly
decided not to talk to us.  Every time Bob and I go to the movie where she
works, she always gives us the cold shoulder.  But my pussy starts itching
madly every time I see her.

   At our last time together, while Bob had gone to get some cigarettes,
Lynda told me about her sex life: A neighborhood boy that was going to
college raped her repeatedly when she was only thirteen.  She hadn't let a
boy do it to her again until this past summer when she let her boy friend
talk her into letting him and three of his friends eat her.  They made her
so hot that she let all of them fuck her.  She thought my husband was the
"grooviest" guy she had ever met.

   After her rape, her sister seduced her and they are still carrying on
their affair.  Lynda admitted that sex with boys was exciting, but until
Bob fucked her she had never climaxed until she was with her older sister.



   Chapter 4

   John and Mary are not only AC/DC but our latest swinging friends.  The
following letter came to us before we visited them.

   Hello, Oct.  21

   This is Mary and I enjoyed your letter very much.  Connie is very pretty
and I'm very anxious to help you, Bob, make love to her and have you two
return the pleasure.  The photographer friend in my ad is my husband, John.
We did it that way to get the ad free.

   A little about us, I am twenty, 5'4", 110 pounds and John (hubby) is
5'11" and 195 pounds.  He teaches college here in Houston.  We enjoy all
things about sex and I enjoy making photos and really wild groovy movies.
We enjoy group sex the most, like two men lovin' on me at once; or a boy
and girl lovin' on me and of course photos of everything.  John can give
you copies of any photos we make before you leave.

   When you get here just give us a call and we will make plans to meet
somewhere for a groovy party.  We would love to have you at our home.  I'm
enclosing some photos of John and myself that we thought you two would
enjoy.  You can keep them if you wish.  Here are your photos back so you
can use them again.

   Looking forward to hearing from you again.  Write soon,

   Mary and John

   Dear John and Mary, Oct.  23

   Bob and I just recieved your nice letter and wonderfully sexy photos
just a short while ago and I just had to sit down and write you.  I can't
remember how much we said in our letter ...  so I'll just start at the
beginning and tell you everything.

   Bob is 30, 5'10", 150 pounds, beautiful blue-grey eyes and long sandy
colored hair.  Bob is very virile and completely experienced in almost all
the wonderfully sexciting things Swingers do!  And he posesses the most
beautiful prick in the world and its size matches his experience.  It's
eight inches long and two and a quarter across its beautiful head and when
he comns WOW!  It's shoots so hard and makes me feel so dreamy!

   Now for the dull, but eager half.  I'm twenty years old and a natural
blonde with a blonde eager pussy.  I'm 5'51/2", 126 pounds and 36B-25-36. I
went to the University of Wyoming in Laramie last year and really had a
wild sex-ball!  I'm very uninhibited and until I got married I was very
promiscuous ...  I still am a little bit.  I love to pose for uninhibited
photos and I'm looking forward to posing with you for some groovy ones.

   From your letter, Mary, it sounds as if you and I are quite alike. 
There isn't anything more sexciting to me than having at least two
experienced men making love to me at the same time.  Bob also enjoys it. 
We have had several parties with single girls and AC/DC couples and they
were really wonderful!  Here's an example of how we like our parties:

   Bob and I had a party with a very pretty and sexy single girl in Denver,
Colorado last month.  I got so sexcited watching Bob kissing and caressing
her, later when all three of us were naked and in bed we couldn't help
coming in contact with each other.  I was sucking on Bob's huge prick and
Judy was kissing him and began slowly moving down until we were sharing his
prick.  Several times we kissed each other passionately with my husband's
prick pressed tightly between our cheeks.  We took turns sucking his prick
and balls, at the same time we caressed each others' full titties.  When
Bob finally shot his comn it was in Judy's mouth and after he'd finished
she pulled away and gave me a passionate french kiss.  I sucked some of his
comn out of her mouth and we both swallowed it then.

   Later, after Bob had given us both a hard wild fuck we made love to each
other and it was really wonderful.  Mary, tell me about the things you two
like, especially you.  Your figure is very sexy and I can hardly wait to
kiss and caress your pouty little titties and taste the sweetness of your
mound.  I hope you feel the same way about me.

   Bob and I have a small log cabin over-looking Jackson's Hole.  Maybe
this coming summer you and John could come up for a visit and we could all
go up there for a week or so?

   I was thinking about us getting a suite at the Holiday Inn there in
Houston.  But Bob said you might prefer us to come to your house so John
won't have to cart all his camera equipment around.  Which ever you think
best.  I just hope we don't get to Houston at the wrong time for you two.

   I'll end for now ...  please write soon and tell us all about your likes
and dislikes.  I'll tell you everything Bob said about Mary in my next
letter.  It was all very, very good.  I've got a feeling when my husband
puts that huge prick in me tonight he'll be thinking about that plump
little pussy of yours, Mary.  That goes for me, too.  I'll be thinking
about both of you

   Love and Piece

   Bob and Connie

   Dear Bob and Connie Oct.  27

   Your letter arrived in the mail a few hours ago and as you are so like
us I felt I should answer you right away.  To be perfectly honest, John
wrote the last letter you recieved.  I generally don't care to write the
first letter as I am invariably disappointed in the answer.

   I don't know what John told you about us.  Like you Connie I am only
twenty but will qualify for membership in December.  I'd not be very modest
if I told you my opinion of my looks.  I might just paint a picture that
you would consider unreal.

   John is twenty-nine (30 in December also) 5'11", 180 pounds.  I wouldn't
call him inattractive for his weight though.  He is large boned and it
suits him.  His hair is soft, curly and quite brown.  His eyes are the
color of an angry sea ...  dark blue.  Inspite of his lack of literary
talent he is a college professor.  Physics is his love but for the present
he is stuck in mathematics.

   We were married three years ago.  It was the typical story of run aways.
Luckily (since I was 17) my parents decided not to interfer.  They have
been sorry ever since, as I have never been so happy.  We have been
remarried twice since then, once to make it legal; the other for the church
(Orthodox).

   John and I met each other on campus one evening.  We went to bed the
next and God, did he ever drive me crazy.  He fucked me ALL night long!  On
the third he asked me to marry him.  I guess he must have thought I had a
hot pussy.  Frankly I was rather an amatuer.  I'd slept around a lot but
this was the first time I had really been turned on ...  and how!  I've
learned so much since then that I wonder what he thought of the crude way I
fucked back to him then?  I find a man shows his true character in bed.  I
have made so dear friends this way, male and female.  Once you know someone
sexually what is there to hide?  People become people not actors when they
"drop their pants" so to speak.

   I love a good time with a passionte person.  I love BIG COCKS!

   I do hope that you will come and visit us in Houston.  We'll take you to
a place I bet you've never been to before.  There is in the city a club
especially designed for swingers.  Swingers are the only members.  It is a
great place to meet other Swingers.  We just meet there, get to know each
other and invite people home or go to theirs.  We have met some wonderful
people and had some really wild parties.  Most, if not all, of the members
are professional people.

   We have one child, who is a year old.  We do have an excellent sitter
and several nurseries to chose from, one of which is open 24 hours.

   We would invite you to stay in our home, but we have no room to put you
up.  We are living in a rented house and our guest area has only one twin
bed.

   Well, I've gotten very wordy and said very little about our sex
feelings. What can I say?  I enjoy anything new, I can go all night and it
sounds like Bob is my kind of man.  I'm very anxious to feel all that hot
meat of his in my cunt.  John can last a long time, too.  In fact everytime
we come home from a party he asks me for seconds.  He really goes wild when
he fucks his cock into me after some other hot stud has given me a good
fucking.  At parties I do like to switch around a lot but if I find someone
that really knows how to fuck a woman you'll find me with him all night!  I
like variety ...  as John said in the first letter I love to have as many
cocks as possible.

   John arranged a massive gang-bang with a bunch of boys on campus.  Of
course they didn't know I was his wife.  There were fourteen of them and
two had cocks almost as big as Bob's.  I lost count of how many times they
fucked me, I know some of them fucked me three times.  I sucked six of them
off the first time.  I love to have a guy's come shooting down my throat!

   We really enjoyed your photos.  Bob is very handsome and you were right.
He DOES have a beautiful cock!  Connie, you're just simply, BEAUTIFUL! 
There is no other way to describe you ...  and John and I both are looking
forward to tasting the sweetness of your equally beautiful, little blonde
pussy!

   Well this letter really is far too long.  Do write soon.  I am dying to
hear some of Bob's wit.

   Sleep Tight,

   Mary and John

   Dear John and Mary, Oct.  30

   Sorry I'm so late in answering your letter.  I've been pretty busy.  We
had a swinging party in Denver again and my pussy is still swollen from all
the sexciting pricks I had there!

   We'll leave the decision of where we stay up to you.  As long as you're
where Bob and I can get to you we won't care if we're on an ice-berg. 
Bob's going to write a letter in a few minutes.  All the things he's been
saying about you really turn me on.  I can't wait to see him fucking his
big prick into that sexy little pussy of yours.  I feel the same as you do
about sex ...  especially men.  The bigger his prick is, the better I like
it.  But I even love little ones!  My thing is feeling them squirting deep
inside me.  I can't see how some women can't stand to suck a man's prick
all the way, can you?

   I love to suck men all the way.  Especially someone that comes as
violently as Bob does.  He always has a powerful orgasm.  I love to have
more than one man fucking.  Three are the most I ever had and it was really
wonderful.  That gangbang you had really sounded out of this world!  Do you
think John could fix one up for both of us?  God, but that would be
sexciting.  Laying all naked next to you while all those men fuck us!  How
does that sound to you?

   Here are a couple of things I'd like for us to do if you like them.

   Have Bob lay on his back, I would kneel over his face and let him eat my
pussy while I suck John's prick and you could sit on Bob with his huge
prick in your sweet pussy and we could all go off at the same time.  I'd
like for John to fuck me good while Bob fucks you, then you and I could eat
each other's sweet, slippery pussy.  Do you think you'd like that?  Let me
know some of the things you want to do.

   Here's another, it's really my favorite.  Have Bob sit on the edge of
the sofa and you sit on him with his huge prick inside you, facing away
from him with your legs spread too.  Then I would get down on my knees
between you two and suck at your clitty and Bob's balls while john fucked
his hot prick into me from behind.  Later we could change places.

   I'll end for now.  Please answer soon.

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Dear Mary Oct.  31

   Connie and I just came back from a party.  It was as dull as we knew it
would be.  The hicks around here think that getting drunk and making an ass
out of themselves is having a good time ...  to each his own.  I've got
your photos here now and needless to say my fucking cock is so hard that it
hurts and there's a wet spot on my pants that keeps growing!  I can't help
imagining how it would feel slowly slipping its throbbing hardness into the
moist warmth of your palpitating cunt!  Christ!  I can almost feel its
broad blood-filled head nudging gently against the resilient lips of your
womb.

   John hope you don't mind but I'm writing this letter directly to Mary.
Not that I don't want you to read it, just thought I'd tell you.

   Mary as for painting a picture of yourself that we would feel was unreal
...  Bull!  Start painting!  Tell me all the things you like and don't like
...  that will eliminate a lot of 'trial and error' caresses or what have
you.

   Do you like to suck a big, hot cock off?

   Do you like having a guy eat his cum out of your hot twat?

   What about 69?  Male?  Female?

   Do you like having a big cock rammed up your hot tight asshole?

   I could go on like that for several pages but I'll wait and let you tell
me everything you like and how you like it.  Connie thinks I have a
gigantic cock but actually I'm not that big.  My best asset is that I can
shoot off at least three good hot times before losing my hard-on.  Then
after a short rest it's back up again.  Usually during this short period I
like to eat the sweet, juicy cunt I just fucked.

   Looking at your photos, Mary, leaves me tongue-tied.  All I can think
about is caressing every inch of your lithe, satiny body until both of us
are trembling with need.  I want to suck your small, firm tits, feeling
their tiny brown nipples slowly hardening under the teasing caresses of my
tongue as the wet throbbing head of my cock jerks spasmodically against
your slender shapely thigh.  I would kiss and lick every inch of your
perfectly shaped little tits.  Slowly working down from the hardened
nipples to the delicate undersides, licking and gently nibbling my way down
the warm satiny smoothness of your quivering belly.  Stopping at the slight
indentation of your belly-button ...  licking in, searching for what
sweetness that may hide there.  Slowly, very slowly and lightly my tongue
would wetly trail over the slightly quivering plane of your abdomen.  Now
my chin is beginning to touch the outer edges of the soft brown curls of
your pussy.

   Slowly my tongue would lick into the very edges, my nostrils begin
flaring as they catch the first fleeting drifts of the musky-sweet odor of
your heated desire.  My tongue moves around the very edges of the forest of
brown curls as you slowly open your legs wide.  Down goes my wetly licking
tongue around the forest's edge until it reaches the dampness of your
velvety inner thigh.  Then its wetness moves down the long tapered column
to your dainty feet.  When it tires of that foot my eager lips move slowly
wetly teasing up the slender column of the once neglected leg.

   As it nears the moistness of your inner thigh it slows down and begins a
sucking, nibbling action as it nears the moist pulsating lips of your hot
eager cunt.  Slowly it licks through the moist downy curls until it flicks
teasingly between the desire-swollen lips and then drops down ...  down ...
down, until my nose is lightly touching the moist lips as my tongue licks
out at the tiny pucker of your asshole.  It wetly teases and then it
presses warmly against its rubbery ring, my hot breath teases at the moist
palpitating lips of your eager young cunt.  My tongue presses harder and
you moan breathlessly as the puckered ring gives way to the hard pressure
of my invading tongue.  I can feel your long delicate fingers caressing the
back of my head as your hips rise urging me to suck into the wet warmth of
your cunt.  From your tight puckered little asshole my tongue licks up the
sweet juice that's coming from between your downy cunt lips.  THEN, finally
it moves through the curly mist as my fingers spread the wet swollen lips,
exposing the erect throbbing clitoris hidden in the moist pink folds.

   As I look at the tight fleshy pink opening of your inner lips I can see
it palpitating, beckoning me to enter.  Now your hips are writhing and your
fingers are digging into the back of my head pulling me into your eager
open cunt.  My hungry lips search, then find the small sensitiveness of
your clitoris.  My lips capture its ellusive prey and nibbles gently,
sucking it into the wet hotness of my mouth as my tongue flicks against it
...  after licking and sucking your sweetness to the point we're both
frantic with the desire to have my cock buried deep in your moist quivering
belly!

   Now for another side of life.  What are John's main interests other than
fucking the hell out of that hot cunt of yours?

   I hope I haven't bored you too much ...  as you can see I'm not much of
a writer.  Let us know in your next letter the things you really groove
with, sexwise.  Tell me about the type of clothes you like to wear, what
kind and color panties do you wear?  I guess you think I'm too nosey, huh?

   Your Admirer,

   g Bob

   Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  19

   Sorry we have taken so long in writing but we have been having "come up
for Thanksgiving" problems.  As they insist on us coming to them; we insist
they come to us.  It still isn't resolved.  By the time I finish this
letter, hopefully John will have reached a decision that will hurt no
feelings.

   Sometimes I wish we could spend just one holiday at home.  Thankfully,
we only have John's set of parents in driving range.

   Enough of that.  Your letter to me Bob was most dramatic and scorching
to say the least.  I can hardly wait to feel that hot tongue and cock of
yours in my cunt.  You was absolutely right when you called it my "eager"
cunt.  It's been ever so eager since I saw that huge, beautiful prick of
yours.  Yours is the very first one that ever made my mouth water as much
as my cunt!  Gee, but it would be wild having it fucking into me while I
eat John's come out of Connie's sexy little cunt.

   You asked some questions and I'll try to answer them.  I love any type
of sex, although I have a hang up as to my ass.  It just isn't my bag.  If
you put that big thing of yours up my ass it would probably kill me!  Does
Connie like it in her big sexy ass?

   John is an outdoors person.  He hunts, target shoots, tinkers with
electronics and photography, skindives, plays chess and pool (we have a
bumper pool table at home).

   As for me, I like indoor sports, fucking for example.  I read, dabble in
writing, paint, sew, knit, and so on.

   I really am a conservative dresser at heart but John has changed that.
The sexier the better.  I wear bikini panties, mostly white but I have
pink, blue and green ones.

   Connie you described what you like so well ...  it's amazing that we
like exactly the same things.  I shiver all over just thinking about
licking Bob's big balls and sucking on your clitoris and then licking up
Bob's creamy come as it runs out of your sweet cunt.  Then having you do
the same to me ...  with Bob's prick in me.  Making love with you after the
guys have given us both a good fucking is great with me.

   I talked John into lining us up twelve boys from college.  You and I
will drive out to this little cabin and the boys will come to us.  There's
only one big old bed and it will be nice feeling your soft warm body next
to mine while they fuck us.  After they leave we can make love.  Connie
with twelve guys fucking us we'll be filled and covered with their creamy
come.  My cunt is fairly burning as I write this, thinking about rubbing
our bodies together and feeling all that hot come smeared all over us! 
I'll probably have to stop and finger myself to a come before I finish this
letter.

   Last Saturday evening we went to the club here in town and met two
couples, one we knew; one we did not.  After, an enjoyable social evening
we retired to Jack's yacht in Saybrook.  Jack and I slipped off to an aft
cabin.  After becoming comfortably settled Jack slowly caressed me into a
heat I cannot express.  A feeling of anticipation that if prolonged becomes
very hard to bear.  Then I felt his wonderfully hot cock enter and fill my
cunt.  With every powerful and slow thrust we strained towards each other.
No words were spoken, the pleasure growing within us both was too strong
for words.  Our breathing grew shorter and his thrusts harder, swifter, my
hips reaching up to meet his and then the reward ...  all sound muffled, my
legs locked around his back for our final, intense thrust.  As I felt deep
inside the warmth of his seed from within my cunt came the explosion that
carried throughout my body, releasing my mind, suspending it for a few
heady moments.  Finally, a silent relaxed warmth covered us as we
remembered the seconds past.

   Though badly written is the wonderful fucking I got last week-end.  I
just know Bob will be capable of doing a much better job on me.  Bob's cock
is bigger and he's a lot younger than Jack.

   I guess I should tell you about some of John's amourous adventures. 
He's been fucking this cute little brunette in one of his classes.  Peggy
is really a hot piece and John says that she has one of those hot, grasping
cunts that can pull a guy off.  We've been trying to figure out a way to
introduce her to swinging.  I'm anxious to find out if John really felt her
cunt squeezing on his tongue when he ate her.  Wouldn't it be nice if we
worked it so she would join us when you came down!

   I'm sending you a photo of John laying on his back with his cock up
Jerri Cranes' young cunt and I'm sitting on John's face.  Jerri is another
co-ed that John had in one of his classes.  But the first time he fucked
her she asked him if he knew any girls that liked to eat pussy.  She said
that she had never been with another girl and wanted to know what it would
be like.  So John brought her home one night.  She was really the wildest
girl I ever met but a long way from being a virgin when it came to other
women!  She got pregnant by some guy and they got married.  I've often
wondered if it was John's ...  I know he was fucking her even while she was
going with that guy.

   Write soon and let us know when you'll be here.

   Sleep Tight,

   Mary

   Dear Mary, Nov.  22

   Just a few quick lines to let you know that we'll call you Thanksgiving
day and make arrangements to meet.  We probably won't be able to get away
from his folks until the 30th.

   Bob was fucking this hot little girl and wanted to share her with me. 
This is what we did to get her in bed with us both.  I hid when Bob brought
her home and after they had fucked and each other I just crawled in bed
with them.  She was scared but she didn't say a single word and later she
really loosened up and was eating me, too.

   You are so sexciting that I wish we lived next door so we could share
our men and each other all the time.  I'm beginning to think that I'm
falling in love with you, kinda

   Love Ya,

   Connie



   Chapter 5

   Bob and I drove to Beaumont to have Thanksgiving with his Uncle's
family. We arrived there late in the afternoon.  I called Mary as soon as
we got there and we talked for almost an hour.  She had the cutest Southern
drawl and I wanted to listen to her for hours.

   Bob made reservations at the Holiday Inn in Houston for Sunday.  I told
Mary that we would call again when we got settled there.  But in Beaumont,
I met and mated with Travis, Bob's sixteen year old cousin!

   Travis is beautiful.  He's much too pretty to be a boy ...  but, oh boy,
is he ever all male!  Bob was laying down taking a nap that first
afternoon. Every one else was shopping or doing something away from the
house.  I was tired but restless, and I didn't want to sleep.  I was
sitting in the living room, watching a football game on television when
Travis came home.  I smiled at him and he couldn't take his sexy green eyes
off my bare thighs.  I wore a thin pink mini-shift and had my legs curled
up under me.  He said, "Ya'll must be Connie."

   I nodded, shifting my legs so he would have a perfect view of my sheer
white bikini panties.  I glanced at the massive bulge under his skin-tight
Levis and my head spun with excitement.  I loved the way his eyes
lasciviously roamed over my body.

   I don't know how it happened, but he kissed me and I found myself naked
on his bed.  There were no words spoken at all.  Then he came nakedly
against me and kissed me.  I sucked on his tongue greedily, and Travis
sucked mine deep into his mouth.  Travis stared into my eyes and I could
see the lusty need burning in the depths of his green orbs.  My breath
quickened as he cupped my full, aching titties, tenderly caressing them. 
His slender feminine-like fingers moved down over my smooth, quivering
belly, gently caressing as my lips clung wetly to his.  Then he explored
the soft rise of my eager blonde pussy.  I felt his young prick throbbing
impatiently against my trembling thigh--it felt so hard and demanding!

   His fingers squeezed my bright pink nipples as his wet tongue licked
teasingly at my throat.  Tiny tremors tingled through my heaving belly as
he pinched and rolled my hardened nipples between his fingers.  He kissed
me again and I sucked his tongue into my hot eager mouth.  Travis became
feverish and he moaned hotly into my open mouth as my fingers wrapped
tenderly around his thick blood-filled shaft.  I moaned, feeling its
hugeness filling my hand with its throbbing, resilient heat.  I pulled away
from Travis and looked down at his young prick.  God, it was even bigger
than my husband's!  I stared in wide-eyed fascination at his massive young
prick filling my hand so deliciously.  His cum glistened wetly on the deep
red tip.  Gently and lovingly I pulled the uncircumcised foreskin back,
exposing its even deeper red head.  It was so big ...  so swollen ...  so
massively wonderful!

   "Ooohh, baby," Travis moaned against my neck.  I shifted and lowered my
head, until the pulsating head of his prick was within a fraction from my
full, parted lips.  My soft lips pouted and I kissed the glistening cum
smeared over its broad head.  I was trembling with anticipation, wanting
Travis' beautiful prick to shoot his hot cum down my throat.  My lips
parted and my tongue licked along the high ridge, tasting the pungent
sweetness of his young manly prick.  My nostrils flared as I moaned and
opened my mouth, letting my full lips slip tightly over the broad pulsating
head.  Travis groaned over and over as my tongue tauntingly licked around
its blood-filled head.

   The harder I sucked, the more he moaned, and the more excited I became.
I pulled back and licked and nibbled at its broad head, trying to force my
tongue into the hot gaping mouth.  When I had over half of his beautiful
young prick in my mouth, my fingers caressed lightly over the hairy bag and
his huge balls which were heavily laden with his hot youthful cum.  Travis'
hands gripped the back of my head, urging his thick shaft deeper into my
eager mouth.  Both of us were moaning and writhing with the intense
pleasure of each other's bodies.

   Travis raised up and watched my mouth bobbing up and down on his wetly
glistening prick.  When I felt his heavy cum-laden balls drawing up, I
slowed almost to a stop.  I wanted to feel him cum in my mouth, but I
wanted to feel that massive prick shooting into my belly.  I pulled away
and crawled up beside him.  Our lips met in a deeply demanding kiss.  I
rolled onto my back, urging Travis on top of me.  He came quickly between
my splayed legs.  I moaned when I felt his urgent hands parting the
quivering lips of my moist pussy.  My body trembled and writhed
uncontrollably as I moaned in abandoned welcome to the delightful
punishment of his huge young prick that sank deeper and deeper into my wet
itching pussy.  My face contorted with the pain-pleasure, and sighs of
ecstasy bubbled from my parted lips.

   "Fuck me ...  fuck me ...  fuck me ..." I whimpered as Travis' hands
cupped the full rounded cheeks of my quivering ass, raising me off the
mattress and at the same time straining his prick forward with all his
strength.  I was moaning incoherently as I brought my legs up around his
slim waist.  The soft, velvety folds of my pussy held him, squeezing
tightly around the massive column of his prick, until I could feel every
inch of his throbbing flesh.  This was maddening, only Bob had ever been
able to bring me such pleasure.

   I cried out as his massive prick buried itself deep in my tortured
pussy. I began writhing up the full length of his thick shaft like a
madwoman.  His prick felt like a raging, burning tree-stump inside me,
filling and burning every soft fold of my palpitating pussy.

   I moved my rounded ass up tightly against him, feeling the swell of his
huge heavy balls laying delightfully against the wet, widespread crevice of
my upturned ass.  The soft, hair-covered skin danced teasingly against the
sensitive pucker of my tiny asshole, sending heavy thrills of lewd delight
fluttering through my quivering belly.  There was nothing that could match
the deliciousness of a huge prick driving into my pussy ...  not even the
ecstasy of another woman's lips!

   "Yes, yes, hard ...  fuck me hard ...  fuckmehard ...  fuckmehard ... 
deeper ...  Oooh, yes ...  way up there," I whimpered as Travis drove his
youthful prick deep into my eager, grasping pussy.  We writhed and moaned,
no longer human, our bodies having become something animal as we strained
against each other.  Everything was forgotten as I writhed, pushing my
ravenously hungry pussy up the slippery hardened length of his massive
prick.  Tiny relentless tremors danced deep in my belly, probing the hot,
tingling walls of my palpitating pussy.  Perspiration gathered in hot pools
between our heaving, straining bellies.  My insides were splitting
painfully ...  delightfully as the broad swollen head of his fiery prick
drove deep into my belly, threatening to tear through the burning senses of
my womb.

   Then it began spewing wildly, in thick squirting torrents deep into the
mouth of my eager quivering womb.  It shot maddeningly into all the hidden
recesses of my burning body.  Over and over my body trembled in fiery
ecstasy ...  as Travis' huge prick sent whirling, blurred flashes of
delight racing through me.

   Later, when I snuggled up against Bob and pulled his hardened prick out,
I was still trembling from the memory of Travis' prick.  I told Bob about
how big it was and how much he had come inside me.  My husband went wild,
he licked my cum-filled pussy until I was crazy with desire.  Then he
fucked me ...  oh, God, did he ever!  It was the best I ever had.  The next
chance that Travis and I got to be alone, I sucked that magnificent prick
of his all the way off.  The Saturday after Thanksgiving I sneaked out with
Travis after everyone had gone to bed.  Of course Bob knew about it, but he
didn't care.

   Travis and I fucked in the back seat of his car until dawn.  He was very
good, and he ate me before and after he fucked me with that huge prick of
his.  I sucked him off just before we went weakly back into the house.  Bob
wanted to fuck me, but I was too sore and tired.  But I knew that I had to
do something for him, so I sucked him off.  Bob liked that, but not as much
as he would have liked to fuck me after someone had given me a good
fucking.



   Chapter 6

   We said our good-byes Sunday afternoon and drove to Houston.  As soon as
we got settled in our room at the Golden Key Motel I called Mary.  She was
really happy to hear from me, but it seemed that John had to go somewhere
on college business and wouldn't be able to join us until Monday night. 
Mary quickly added that she could join us for a party tonight if we wanted.
I told her that Bob had rented a car in Beaumont and could come by and pick
her up.  Mary said that she would be ready by six-thirty.

   I told Bob to try and fuck her before they came back.  He informed me
that that was just exactly what he had in mind.  I took a shower and put on
a pair of sheer white panties trimmed with pale blue lace, a matching bra
and garter belt.  Then I took out my blue nylon empire dress.  Bob had
bought it for just this occasion.  Bob bought almost all my clothes.  His
tastes were better than most men and women when it came to women's clothes.
The dress was the most beautiful that I had ever seen.  It had a lower
swooping neckline, long flared sleeves and that waistline was just beneath
my breasts.  From there it became a full skirt with tiny, minute pleats,
and with every step I took, it caressed my thighs, hips, abdomen, and the
fluffy bulge of my blonde-haired pussy.

   By the time it was eight o'clock, I knew that Bob was giving Mary that
big hard prick of his.  The thought of her laying in the back seat with her
dress up around her waist, writhing her full naked hips up against the long
hard strokes of hi thick, throbbing prick excited me greatly.  I looked at
my dress which was still laying on the bed and decided to slip it on and go
down to the lounge and have a drink.

   The lounge was practically empty.  There was several men at the bar and
two couples sitting at separate tables.  I tingled delightedly and my skin
glowed as I felt all eyes in the room following me to a small table where I
could see when Bob came back.  I ordered a vodka collins and fumbled in my
purse for my cigarettes.  I lit my cigarette and laid a five-dollar bill on
the table when I saw the barmaid coming.

   The pretty, redheaded barmaid informed me that the drink was already
paid for.  She pointed toward a tall, lean man in his late forties with
steel-grey hair.  He was very distinguished-looking.  I smiled at him and
raised my drink to salute him.  He returned the gesture.  I looked out the
window and, when I turned back, the tall stranger was standing beside me.

   He wanted to join me, and I told him that I was expecting my husband at
any moment.  I felt my breasts grow taut and my nipples harden under his
hotly roving brown eyes.  He started to leave, but then I told him that he
was welcome to join me until my husband came.  He smiled and sat down
across from me, introducing himself as George Hadley, a business man from
Iowa.  I saw Bob and Mary climb the stairs and enter our room only a few
minutes later.

   I sat there, my body trembling with anticipation for ten more minutes. I
told George that maybe we would meet again when I had more time.  He told
me his room number, then said that he'd buy my husband and I lunch, or
something.  I thanked him, bending over to pick up my purse, allowing him a
complete view of my full, firm breasts.  Again I was aware of all eyes on
me as I slowly and very provocatively walked out.

   My legs were trembling so weakly that I didn't think I was going to make
it up the stairs.  Bob opened the door just as I raised my hand to knock. I
gasped in delightful surprise.  Bob was completely naked and Mary lay on
the bed in a pair of sheer white lace bikini panties.  We smiled at each
other, and Bob pulled me tight against his nakedness.  I moaned into his
open mouth and writhed my hot, passion-swollen pussy against his beautiful,
throbbing hardness.  I moaned louder when I felt Mary's warm soft body
pressing against my back.  My hand guided Bob's thick prick under my dress
and between my open thighs.  I shuddered, feeling its pulsating heat
sliding wetly against my wet mound; at the same time Mary's slender fingers
came up to cup my full, eagerly straining breasts.  I could feel the hot
mound of her pussy pressing against the full cheek of my bottom, her lips
were wetly raining hot teasing kisses along the nape of my neck and in my
sensitive ear.

   I felt Mary's fingers unzip my dress and slip over my quivering stomach
to pull my bra up over my taut, trembling breasts.  Bob was slowly moving
the thick length of his prick maddeningly back and forth against the moist
crotch of my panties.  Mary's fingers were sending tremors rippling through
my body as they tweaked and rolled my hardened nipples.  My right hand went
back behind me, and I moaned softly as my fingers came into contact with
the hot naked skin of Mary's stomach.  My hand moved down over the
quivering swell of her abdomen.  The back of my fingers came to the fluffy
rise of her eager pussy under her tight lacy bikini panties.  My fingers
curled up between her open thighs, flush against the wet young pussy.  Her
panties were so wet and slippery that I knew it was Bob's cum.  I pressed
my finger between the swollen lips, forcing the sheer material of her
panties up into the hot, eager wetness of her pussy.

   Mary moaned and her right hand left my naked tittie, moving slowly down
the full plane of my belly to the moist downy lips of my eager pussy.  My
thighs trembled as I felt her slender finger slip under the tight elastic
band of my panties.

   Bob's hands pulled my dress forward and down off my shoulders, the soft
whispery noise of the nylon slipping down my body was electrifying.  Mary's
quick nimble fingers unhooked my bra and Bob pulled it the rest of the way
off.  I put my arms around his neck and kissed him, moaning deeply as
Mary's hands slid my panties down.  I stepped out of them without breaking
our kiss.  Mary whispered for us to get in bed.

   Bob sat on the edge of the bed; I knew he wanted to watch Mary and I,
and I trembled excitedly.  As Mary caressed my nipples, my fingers were
unconsciously squeezing my husband's thick manhood.  A maddening well of
burning desire had begun building deep in the pit of my quivering belly.  I
wanted Mary to kiss and caress my tingling nipples forever.  Mary's hand
moved up my leg from my knee until it came hotly into contact with the
moist blonde curls covering my passion-swollen pussy.

   I whimpered pleadingly for my husband to lay down with us and Mary's
soft, warm lips found mine in a wildly exciting kiss.  Mary's hot tongue
slithered wantonly into my mouth like some wonderful wet serpent.  My own
flickered at her darting butterfly tongue in eager sucking movements. 
Mary's mouth pulled away and began kissing down my neck across my shoulder
to my arched and straining breasts.  Her mouth delicately sucked and
nibbled on my hardened nipples as a wild erotic tremor raced through me.  I
moaned as her fingers hotly explored my quivering flesh, tiny whimpers came
uncontrollably as her fingers moved through the moist tufts of blonde down,
covering the swollen heat of my desire.

   Bob's lips replaced hers on my heaving breasts as Mary's moved down over
the silky quivering flesh of my belly.  I cried out as her fingers slipped
deep into the wet passage of my swollen trembling pussy.  Seconds later I
could feel her lips nibbling lightly at the moist sensitive skin of my
inner thighs.  My body was quivering uncontrollably as I felt her hot
breath teasing maddeningly at my eager palpitating pussy.

   Wildly shooting patterns of thrilling sensations moved out through my
quivering loins from the titillating flicks of her tongue.  I sucked in my
breath with a loud gasp as I felt her slender fingers spreading the soft
downy lips of my wet, eager pussy.  Mary's tongue flicked out, the tip
teasing against the tiny erect bump of my throbbingly sensitive clitoris.
She lowered her fingers, spreading the opening of my tight pussy wider and
suddenly dropping her tongue from my clitoris, pushing it deep into the
moist pink folds of my quivering pussy.

   I jerked and moaned loudly from the sudden searing contact.  I reached
down and grasped my husband's thick, pulsating prick and whispered hoarsely
for him to let me suck him.  My nostrils flared as his thick broad shaft
came in contact with my wet full lips.  I could still smell Mary's sweet
juice on the massive heat of my husband's prick as I sucked it eagerly into
my mouth.

   Mary's tongue circled around maddeningly inside my pussy, the licking
tip was like a wildly licking snake.  "Oooohhh ...  shit ...  eat her
cunt!" My husband groaned as his hips started plunging, driving his
beautiful prick deep into my greedily sucking throat.  Mary sucked and
licked and moaned at the pleasure she was giving me.  She pulled her tongue
out of the wet trembling folds of my pussy and licked down until she found
the tiny round pucker of my asshole.

   I moaned passionately against Bob's thrusting prick as the tip of Mary's
tongue ran back and forth hotly over my puckered hole.  I pulled Bob's
prick out of my mouth and moaned breathlessly for him to fuck Mary.  I felt
his weight leave the bed as Mary's snakelike tongue moved back between the
swollen lips of my pussy.

   Suddenly Mary moaned sorrowfully into my open pussy, and I raised up on
my elbows and looked down.  Bob had pulled Mary's lower body off the bed
and was furiously ramming his thick heated shaft into her.  The force of
his lunges were buffeting Mary's frantically licking mouth deliciously
against me very much.

   My head dropped back onto the mattress and my hips began writhing up
hard against Mary's face.  Mary's lips trapped my throbbing clitoris
between her small full lips and her tongue fluttered against it, sending
thrills of ecstasy sparkling wildly through my belly.

   Then, suddenly, Mary cried out and her lips clamped down almost
painfully on my sensitive clitoris.  I heard Bob's familiar groan and I
knew that Mary was once again feeling my husband's thick prick spewing
wildly into the hidden recesses of her burning pussy.  Then, as I felt
Mary's fingernails dig painfully into the full quivering cheeks of my ass,
her lips and body went limp.

   Bob crawled up and rubbed the slippery glistening head of his
stillhardened prick against my parted lips.  I moaned and sucked it
greedily into my mouth, the salty sweet taste of their heady juices was
maddening.  I caressed the heavy weight of his balls in my hand as his
fingers tweaked and rolled my hardened nipples.  While I sucked steadily on
Bob's prick, I felt Mary snuggle up against me.  Her small hot tittie
pressed sweetly against mine and she pushed her wet furry mound against my
hip.

   My left hand went down between her legs, feeling my husband's hot
slipperiness smeared lewdly on her slender thighs and hot wet mound.  I
heard her sharp intake of breath when my finger slipped between her
passion-swollen lips.  Mary's small hand guided my exploring finger to her
small clitoris.  Mary gripped my hand with both of hers and began writhing
hard against it.  Bob pulled his huge, glistening prick away from me and
told me to eat his cum out of Mary.

   I sat up and quickly turned around on the bed.  I began eagerly licking
my husband's cum from her thighs.  I felt Bob lay down behind me and I felt
Mary's hands guiding the broad head of his prick into the wetness of my
pussy.  I moaned and buried my face in her sticky curls, pushing my tongue
as deep as it would go, while my husband's prick slid slowly and
deliciously into the depths of my quivering belly.

   I sucked on the slippery folds of her inner lips, and Mary's tongue was
busy licking at the widely stretched lips of my pussy and the thick base of
my husband's furiously thrusting prick.  I sucked the small slipery bump of
Mary's clitoris into my mouth greedily.  All three of us were trembling and
writhing in uncontrollable ecstasy, and Bob and Mary groaned and shuddered
through their orgasms.

   We lay relaxed, gasping hoarsely for control of our breaths.  I felt my
husband's prick slowly deflating in the depths of my wildly contracting
pussy.  I moaned softly as he slowly pulled his deflated prick from the
tight hot grasp of my pussy.

   A few minutes later we were laying in a deeply relaxed state, smoking
and talking.  I told them about George, and Bob and Mary both wanted me to
call him.  The thought of his lean hardness pounding eagerly into me was
exciting and I suggested they hide in the closet and watch.  Mary thought
it was a great idea and said she knew plenty of men she could call if we
wanted.  It sounded good to both Bob and I, and we decided not to hide. 
But to have all of them up one at a time.

   When I called George's room, I got no answer so I called the lounge.  He
was there.  He was both surprised and pleased to hear from me so soon.  I
told him that we were having a private party and had an extra girl ...  Me.
I told him to bring a bottle or two and join us.  Mary squealed delightedly
when Bob pinched the hardened nipple of her small tittie.  Poor George
almost dropped the phone and ran over to our room when I told him exactly
what had happened.

   I quickly slipped my blue dress back on and Mary slipped into her tiny
pink mini-shift.  We were fairly respectable when George knocked on the
door a few minutes later.  I introduced him to Bob and Mary as friends. 
After we were relaxed with our drinks George offered to take us to a stag
show if we were not too easily shocked.  Bob, Mary and I all broke into
hysterical laughter.

   Then I informed George that we had several wild and sexy movies
ourselves, and we were wondering if he'd be shocked.  He wouldn't.  While
Bob was setting up the projector, Mary and I started working on George.  I
sat in his lap and kissed him teasingly, feeling his manly prick throbbing
to life under my full squirming bottom.  I whispered in his ear to look at
Mary, that she didn't have on any panties.

   Mary was sitting across from us, watching Bob set up the projector.  We
had a perfect view of wetly glistening thighs and the matted brown down of
her pussy.  I pulled George's hand under my full dress and he groaned and I
giggled when his hand came in contact with my bare pussy.  I whispered in
his ear that Bob had fucked both of us before he came and that I was still
burning up for more.  I parted my trembling thighs so his probing fingers
could finger my wet swollen pussy.

   As George's fingers slipped into the slipperiness of my cum-filled pussy
I moaned and writhed.  Mary came over behind me and ran her hands down into
the neckline of my dress, cupping both naked, sensitive titties.  I told
George not to forget that Mary had a sweet little pussy that needed
petting, too.  I felt his arm release my shoulder and I heard Mary moan
softly and squeeze my titties harder.

   We piled onto the bed when Bob said everything was ready.  George was
between Mary and I and Bob was next to Mary.  We had George's hardened
prick out before the titles flashed on the screen.  Mary's left hand was
caressing Bob's prick, her right fondling George's balls.  I bent forward
and began to teasingly lick around the head of his prick.  George was
moaning and pushing his prick up against my wildly flicking tongue.  I
looked over at Mary and saw two different hands plunging wildly into her
wet eager young pussy.

   Bob flipped the projector off since no one was watching.  Then he got a
wonderful idea.  We stripped and George lay with his knees off the bed, and
I was sucking greedily on his pulsating prick while Mary sat over his face
and he ate Bob's cum out of her swollen young pussy.  Bob got on his knees
behind me and slipped his prick up into the depths of my belly, its broad
head nudging deliciously against the eager, resilient lips of my womb.

   All four of us writhed in abandoned passion until I felt George's prick
begin jerking wildly, then I swallowed frantically to keep from losing any
of his thick hot cum.  Before it had finished spewing, Mary cried out her
climax and then I felt Bob's hot cum spewing wildly deep into the hidden
recesses of my pussy as it contracted wildly around his thick jerking
prick.

   Later, Mary sucked George's limp prick back to hardness.  Bob and I lay
with our heads toward the foot of the bed.  Mary and I began licking at the
hot sweetness of each other's cum-filled pussy.  At the same time George
and Bob slipped their hardened pricks into us and we writhed and licked to
another group orgasm.

   The night moved quickly after that.  Bob had drank himself into a stupor
as he sat watching as the boys Mary called came in pairs.  There had been
eight, all young, all horny, and all eager to please two passionate and
beautiful girls.  Mary and I made love again before she left.  She promised
to call us later in the afternoon after John came home to make arrangements
for another party.

   Bob and I fell asleep in each other's arms, his thick prick buried
snugly in the hot depths of my cum-filled pussy.  My hair, breasts, belly,
hips, ass and thighs were sticky with the lewd cum of all those men.  I
woke up with the delicious feeling of Bob's thick massive prick throbbing
and wildly shooting another hot thick load of cum into me.

   It was four in the afternoon when Bob and I came out of the shower
together, both completely refreshed.  Bob had gotten a beautiful hard-on
while we were in the shower until I flipped on the cold spray!  We were
both starving, for food and for each other.  We decided to feed our
stomachs first, then feed our burning need for each other.  After a
swinging party I always marveled at just how wonderful Bob is and how much
I love and need him.

   Bob was dressed and sitting in the easy chair, watching me.  I could
feel his sexy eyes roving hotly over the nakedness of my back as I combed
the tangles out of my long blonde hair.  I felt like teasing him, and I
stood up and lightly brushed the tangled blonde curls of my plump pussy. 
He groaned loudly and jumped up, saying he would meet me in the restaurant.
I giggled, noticing the tremendous bulge of his hardness.

   After he slammed the door I hurriedly finished dressing.  I put on a
fleshcolored net bra, sheer white gauze panties, pale blue sweater and a
very short, white, full-pleated mini-skirt.  I put my hair up in two
ponytails, Bob liked that, he said it made me look like a child with a hot
sexy body.  Before I left, I decided to wear nylons, and I put on my lacy
white garterbelt and blacktextured nylons.

   Bob had already ordered our dinner when I got there.  He was drinking
Jack Daniels on the rocks and I decided to have a Bloody Mary.  After we
had finished eating, we called Mary.  No one answered.  That kind of
puzzled us at first, then the more we thought about it, the madder we got.
Bob said that if they weren't sincere enough, or interested enough to call
or wait for us, he didn't want to bother with them.  I agreed, even if I
was disappointed.

   There were several nice couples that we could have called and possibly
met on our way home.



   Chapter 7

   There was Sandy and Tom in Lovington, New Mexico.  They weren't AC/DC
and we had only had one letter from them, but they seemed very nice.  Sandy
was a slender, sexy blonde, and Tom was fairly nice-looking.  We had a
standing invitation to call them anytime.

   There was a sexy brunette in Mesquite, Texas, Jane.  She and her husband
were both AC/DC.  Jane was 28, 5'4", 128 pounds, 36-26-38 and from the one
letter we received from them they seemed to be quite uninhibited.

   We decided to drive around for a while.  Bob stopped at a phone booth
and I called Sandy and Tom, no one answered.  We called Jane and again no
answer.  We were both feeling pretty low then.

   So we stopped at a lounge and had several drinks.  But we weren't really
in the mood to drink, and we left, heading back to the motel.  Bob pulled
into a service station to gas up and use the rest room.  Before he got out,
he said I should show the young attendant my sexy little pussy.

   The boy was kind of cute with a baggy blue uniform on.  Bob stopped and
spoke to him, the boy nodded his head and walked around the car to the
pump. I turned.  My knees were pointing toward the steering wheel.  I
pulled my pleated skirt up past my nylons and parted my thighs.  I felt my
full breasts tighten and my hot nipples harden with tingling anticipation
as the boy started cleaning the windshield.  His hand stopped in
mid-stroke, and I knew he had been startled by the complete view of my full
thighs above my nylons and the blonde curls visible around the legs of my
sheer panties.

   I slowly ran my hand up the inside of my thigh until my finger tips
touched the moist nylon of my panties.  My finger ran slowly and sensuously
up and down the moist quivering lips of my burning pussy.  I began
uncontrollably to rotate my hips against my finger, and the boy continued
to rub the same spot on the windshield.  I could feel his young eyes
burning deliciously into my hips and writhing pussy.  The boy looked up
nervously and saw Bob coming.  He quickly moved to the other windows.

   When Bob got in, I was still rubbing the sensitive area of my clit
through my now soaked panties.  Bob smiled and ran his right hand down into
my panties.  I gasped as his strong finger slipped into the wet curls and
rubbed furiously against my erect throbbing clitoris.  My body trembled
with the maddening pleasure of his finger and knowing the boy was watching.
As the boy started cleaning my side of the windshield, I began moaning and
whimpering loudly.

   Bob pulled away when the boy came around to collect the money for the
gas.  I moaned hotly to Bob that I wanted the boy to fuck me.  Bob smiled
and winked at me, then he handed the boy a five-dollar bill.

   "Are you working alone today, kid?" my husband asked the nervous and
flushed boy.

   "Y...  yes sir.  U ...  until six." The boy could hardly speak and his
dirty hands shook and his eyes were still glued to my open thighs.

   "I think I've got a knot on one of my tires.  Think you could put it on
the rack and check it out?" Bob's right hand slid slowly up and down my
thigh as he spoke.

   "Y ...  yes sir." The poor boy was about to faint I thought.

   Bob got back out and looked around for a second.  "Is there a drugstore
close by?" he asked the trembling boy.

   "Yes sir, just down in the next block ...  on the right." The boy
pointed in the general direction.

   "Good.  You check those tires carefully.  I'll be back in a few
minutes." Bob looked in the car and said, "Do you want anything, honey?"

   I shook my head, and he winked and walked slowly down the street.  The
boy got in and tried nervously to start the car.  After several tries he
got it started and pulled into the garage.  I sat there facing him, my eyes
running over the bulge of his hardened prick.  I reached over and turned
the radio on, my face just a few inches from his.  Both of us were
breathing heavily as I turned my face up to him.  He had sexy brown eyes
that stared nervously into my sexy blue ones.

   "Why don't you close the door and come back and talk to me?" I said in a
soft and low voice, my hand caressing his trembling thigh lightly.  He
gulped hard and just shook his head okay.  While he was gone, I slipped my
wet panties off and laid them on the dashboard where I knew he'd be sure to
see them.  I slid over so he'd be against me when he sat back down.

   The boy's big eyes widened when he slid into the seat and saw my
panties. I kissed his neck and whispered hotly that I wanted him to fuck
me. Our lips met in a hard, demanding kiss and the boy moaned as I pulled.
his hand down to my moist eager pussy.  His fingers, feverish and
inexperienced, fondled the passion-swollen lips as my trembling fingers
pulled his youthful hardened prick out.

   I whispered for him to put it in me before my husband came back.  I lay
back on the seat, urging him between my eager, splayed legs.  I moaned and
pushed my hips up against him when I felt the small inflamed head of his
small throbbing prick slip hotly between the down lips of my wet pussy. 
The boy began pounding fast and hard into me, both of us moaned loudly. 
Then a few seconds later the boy cried out and I felt his small hot prick
jerking wildly inside me.  His little prick shot his cum hard into the
depths of my contracting pussy.  The boy lay still, gasping for breath as
his youthful prick slowly deflated inside my palpitating pussy.

   I was rubbing my clitoris when Bob came back.  I could hear him talking
to the boy down below.  I slipped my panties back on and lay back against
the seat, still breathing hard.  The boy lowered the car, and Bob thanked
him and got in.  While the boy opened the door, Bob ran his hand up my
thigh to my wet swollen pussy.  I moaned and writhed my hips against his
maddening touch.

   "Did he fuck you good?"

   "Mmmmm," I moaned, laying my head against his shoulder.

   "Damn, he must have shot a bucket full up that hot twat!" Bob groaned,
sliding his finger deep into the hot slipperiness of the boy's cum.

   "Oh, God, darling.  I didn't think his little prick would ever stop
squirting his hot cum in me.  Hurry back to the motel.  I want that big
prick of yours in me!  Hurry!" I whimpered against his neck.

   Back in our room at the motel Bob pulled me into his arms and kissed me
hard, his hand ran under my skirt, probing and pinching my already inflamed
and swollen pussy.  The hotness of the boy's cum still lay in a burning
pool deep in my quivering belly.  Bob pushed me down on the bed and slid my
wet panties down my long shapely legs.  I lay there watching as he pulled
his huge thick shaft out, its broad pulsating head was glistening stickily
with the hot cum that oozed slowly from its gaping mouth.

   He stood there, slowly stroking the thick length of his magnificent
prick.  I opened my legs wide, drawing the swollen slippery lips open with
my trembling fingers, rotating my hips in a lewd, wanton gesture of my
need. My husband stared at the glistening cum-smeared pink inner lips of my
pussy for a long moment, then he groaned painfully and fell between my open
eager thighs.

   I cried out with pleasure as his massive prick slid deep into my hot
grasping pussy.  The delicious heat of his pulsating prick going in to its
fullest was maddening, and I could feel it pushing the boy's cum out.  It
ran hotly down the crevice of my quivering bottom, causing my tiny puckered
hole to tingle delightfully.

   I writhed and ground my bottom up tight against his pelvis until I could
feel his heavy balls smacking against the wet crevice beneath my pussy. 
The soft, hairy balls danced deliciously against my sensitive puckered
hole, sending shivers of lewd delight surging through my quivering belly.

   "Oooohhh...  yes, yes, fuck me hard ...  oooohhhh ...  God, yes! 
Harrrddddd!" I whimpered incoherently.  My body became completely abandoned
as I twisted and writhed, spreading my legs wider and drawing them up over
my head.  My skin glowed hotly and my head flailed wildly from side to
side, my mouth opening in lewd abandon.  I wrapped my legs around Bob's
slender waist, locking my ankles tightly around his back.  My ravenously
starving pussy gripped the thick hardened length of his driving prick.

   Then it happened!  I could feel my insides splitting deliciously as the
broad head of his deeply buried prick began to jerk spastically and swell
up against the resilient lips of my womb.  It began spewing its white-hot
cum deep into the welcoming recesses of my eager belly, and then my whole
body shuddered violently.

   I whimpered in tiny, desperate mewling crys and tensed against my
husband's own hard, tense body.  We lay panting in exhaustion, still in
each other's arms for a long time.  I fell into a light sleep, contented
with the knowledge that Bob's limp prick was still inprisoned in the tight
grip of my pussy.

   Later when we woke up it was almost eight-thirty.  We decided to try
calling Mary again.  Still no answer.  Then I remembered a nice, older
couple that lived in Alabama.  When I mentioned it to my husband, he
thought it was worth a try and called them.  Chuck and Nita were thrilled
to hear from us and would love to have us for a visit.  Bob told them where
we were and to expect us sometime late tomorrow afternoon.

   After we had dinner, I called Sandy and Tom in Lovington, New Mexico. 
Sandy answered the phone and was pleased to hear from us.  We made a date
to be in Lovington sometime on the evening of the fifth.  I told Bob how
sexy Sandy's voice sounded over the phone, and he wanted to take me again.
I reminded him that if we were going all the way to Alabama we had better
get going.  Naturally he agreed ...



   Chapter 8

   Dear Connie, Oct.  10th

   Your letter arrived yesterday and we were happy to hear from you.

   First, about your photo needs.  Yes, we can certainly take care of your
copying, and your film processing.  126 cartridges are no problem. 
Although we can do color work we are reluctant because it is quite time
consuming and thus, expensive.  The big labs, with their automatic
equipment, do not have that problem.

   Our price for copy work is 25 cent a print, B/W 31/2 X 5.  We can also
make B/W prints from your color shots.  For your film processing, the price
is 20 cents a print including developing.  Oh, by the way.  When sending
photos for copying, please send at least 12 at a time if you can.

   Re your trip down this way in January.  Sounds fine to us and we would
like very much to meet your both.  We are enclosing a photo of us so you
can see if we are your "type".  Nita is 5'3", 115 pounds, green eyes, brown
hair and 36-2536.  Chuck is 5'11", 165 pounds, blue eyes, black hair.  We
are both a young 41.  We are quite uninhibited but do not care for the
wild-way-out, like B&D.

   If, after a letter or so, you are still interested we will pass along
our home address and phone number.

   We hope to hear from you soon and will be looking forward to doing some
work for you.

   Most sincerely,

   Nita

   Dear Nita, Oct.  16th

   Bob and I received your letter today.  We were really pleased to hear
from you and the photo was very nice.  It's hard for us to believe you are
really forty-one.  Bob thinks Nita has the most beautiful breasts he's ever
seen, and I have to agree with him.

   That is a beautiful black lace outfit you were wearing in the photo. 
Bob kept staring at it, the teasing hint of your naked breasts was just too
much for him.

   Bob and I are both completely uninhibited and love intimate parties with
others like us.  Bob is a very energetic and capable lover when it comes to
any kind of sex play.  I've never had a better lover and wonder how I'll
feel when a better man does it to me.

   Chuck are you a professional photographer?  Bob and I both agree that
you are very good.  When we come to see you will you let me model for you?
Do you two like uninhibited photography?  When we come down would you take
some photos of us doing all kinds of things?  Nita would you let Chuck take
some of the three of us together?

   Nita this is kind of embarrassing for me and I hope I don't offend you.
I've always wondered what it would be like to make love with another pretty
woman.  Have you ever?  Would you mind if we tried?  If you have ever,
would you tell me what it was like?  I really am very anxious to try it;
especially with someone as pretty and sexy as you.

   Do you get very sexcited when you watch Chuck making love with another
woman?  I do.  It really sexcites me to watch others, but especially Bob. I
go wild when she starts moaning and writhing under his pounding hardness!

   Bob and I love all kinds of erotic photographs, movies and even letters.
We think that letters between us and other swingers adds to the sexcitement
of the actual meeting.  We, like you, don't care for the way out either. 
We tried the Greek way once and that's out, too.  I guess maybe it's
because Bob's too big.  He's alot bigger than most men I've known.

   Please write and tell us the things you like and don't like.  And feel
free to ask us any questions you wish.

   Now a little more about the photos we want copied and developed.  The
ones we want copies are all polaroids of some swinging parties Bob went to
before I even knew him and they are pretty uninhibited.  We have two rolls
of 126 Bob took of me and another man.  The photos are of us nude in
various stages of love making.  I just wanted to be sure you knew the kind
of work we wanted you to do.

   I was wondering how much you would charge to make us some prints of just
one pose.  Just like the one you sent us, a glossy 3 1/2 X 5 ...  we want
to send them to send out when answering ads ...  maybe forty or fifty.

   Bob and I would love to see more photos of you two.  Bob said to tell
you that we will return all you send.  He's very anxious to see Nita's
beautiful breasts bare ...  me too!

   The photo I'm sending of me is a terrible copy of a beautiful color
slide.  Chuck, can you copy slides?

   We would much rather correspond with you at your home address.  There's
something so cold and impersonal about P.O.  Boxes.

   Sincerely,

   Connie

   Dear Bob and Connie, Oct.  21st

   Your letter arrived yesterday and we both enjoyed it very much.  It was
one of the most informative we have recieved from any of our friends. 
Makes us feel we know you quite well already.  Wish we could do as well.

   Let's see if we can answer it now ...

   Thank you both for your kind remarks and especially your appreciative
comments about Nita.  They are most welcom.  I agree with you, too, I might
add.  Perhaps the enclosed photos will tell you even more.

   No, I'm not a pro photographer, just like to dabble in it, and am always
looking for interesting, and interested, models.  You certainly seem to
fill both those requirements so I will be happy to do a whole series of you
when you get down this way.  We might even agree to some of that
uninhibited photography you suggest.  Could be "verrrry interesting."

   Connie, Nita says she is one of the unusual swingers.  From our
experience that is.  She hasn't yet made love to another woman nor
visa-versa.  Not distastful, but rather, of no special interest.  There
seems little doubt that it will occur, but by happenstance rather than by
design.  There is likely to be that moment when it seems the right thing to
do but it isn't something that can be planned ahead.  I personally
encourage Nita to give it a chance to happen if the urge strikes or the
circumstances are proper but as yet it is still something to be looked
forward to.  Who knows??????

   No, neither of us seem to be particularly moved by seeing the other
making love.  There have been times when it was exciting and other times
when it became a distraction.  In fact I think that is true of all our
swinging activities.  What is good one time is not necessarily good every
time.  We like to play it by ear and let each experience become what it
will.

   We too, like movies (have some) and photos (have some) and yes, even
letters.  Nita, like you, doesn't think too much of Greek ways.  Agrees
that once is enough.  I haven't found anything I didn't like yet but that
shouldn't be interpreted to mean I do like everything.  Must be lots of
things I haven't tried.  (YET)

   Connie, we aren't editors or censors so the content of the photos you
send us to process if of no consequence.  OK?  And about the run of ad
answering photos you asked about.  In a quanity like that I can do them for
10 cents each.  Does that sound reasonable?  Oh, sorry but I'm not equiped
to copy your slides for you.  May add that feature later.

   So, I think that just about answers all ...

   We thoroughly enjoyed your letter.  Thought highly of your photo (but
would like to see some of Bob), will be awaiting the arrival of your film
and the polaroids.  Anxiously await your next letter and certainly look
forward to your impending visit down this way.

   We both agree with the PO Box thing but always use it for the first
letter or two till we know who we are dealing with.  Hope it wasn't too
inconvenient for you.  Our home address and phone number is at the bottom.

   Write very soon ...

   Most sincerely,

   Chuck and Nita

   Dear Chuck and Nita, Oct.  23

   We received your letter and photos today.  Bob said if you send anymore
sexy photos of Nita he's going to come down there and kidnap her.  That's
all he talks about is kissing, caressing and sucking on her beautiful
breasts and her furry pussy.  I'd really love to see them together.  Bob is
well equiped in the sex-department and loves to use it and his tongue all
over a woman.  Every time he looks at Nita's photos I can see his blue eyes
sparkle and his mouth water!  Nita's downy mound is very sexciting for both
of us to gaze at.

   Bob is going to try and find a tiny box to send the film in so we should
have them in the mail to you soon.  I'm sending you two copies of some
photos of Bob and other girls, at least you can see what he looks like. 
I'm awful sorry they aren't better.  If one of the color photos we took
come out I want you to make us 50 copies of the best one.  10 cents sounds
very reasonable.

   Nita do you like to suck your lover all the way?  I do!  It really turns
me on to feel it squirting in my mouth.  Would you two tell us more about
the things you enjoy about swinging.  So far you've been pretty vague.  I
don't want to offend either of you and ruin the friendship that seems to be
developing between us.

   Bob's uncle died last year and left him a small (two room) log cabin
overlooking Jackson's Hole and we thought it would be nice to have you two
join us next summer.  Do you enjoy camping and things of that nature?  Bob
and I both enjoy almost every type of indoor and outdoor sports.  Bob has
hunted everything there is in North America except "Bigfoot" and Polar
Bears.  We love to go out for a QUIET evening on the town.  Soft lights,
soft music and a good dinner and a few drinks.  Bob and I enjoy a few
moderate drinks but very seldom get drunk.  I love Vodka Collins and Rum &
Coke.  Bob likes Jack Daniels whisky.

   When we have a party with a swinging couple we think it's best for us to
pair off and be alone during our love making then join the others for the
rest of the night.  WE really don't care an awful lot for large parties. 
Two or three couples are the most fun.  Please tell us what you like ... 
okay?

   Did you want the photos of Nita back?  Let me know if you do.  Needless
to say Bob and I are very interested in seeing any others you care to send.
Just let us know if you want them back.

   I'm enclosing a photo and address of another writer that I correspond
with.  He's married and swings by himself.  He's interested mainly in
photos and writes a sexciting letter.  You may be able to do some copy work
for him.  I noticed that your ad says photos for sale and he may be
interested.  He asked us to send his photo and address to some of our
swinging friends.  He's sent us some wild Polaroids of himself and one of
his swinging girl friends and has written some very descriptive letters so
he's safe to sell or trade with.

   I'm sending you a couple of me that I'd like for you to give to other
swingers that you think we'd like.  You could send us some of the same
reason if you want.

   Please answer soon.

   Sincerely,

   Connie

   Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  4th

   This is Chuck at the typewriter.

   Got your letter and photos the other day and was happy to hear from you
again, and glad to get the pics too!  Wonder though, is Bob the only busy
one???  Ha!  I'm refering to those two beautiful young creatures that seem
to find Bob's huge manhood so fascinating ...  wonder why????

   We are happy that you like the pics of Nita.  I think she is pretty
special myself and do enjoy photographing her.  Will enjoy working with you
too if I have the opportunity.

   We will be waiting for the photos you want copied and the film you would
like processed.  We'll try to get it right back to you post haste.  Glad
you are satisfied with my price on the ad answering photo work.  You see,
once I get set up with the negative and ready to process it is simple. 
It's just the changes from one negative to another and making new
calculations that is a problem.

   The idea of a vacation up that way next year sounds great.  We both like
the great outdoors and that cabin sounds like a lot of fun.  We really must
talk about it when you are down this way.

   Seems we have a number of things in common with each other.  For
instance ...  Nita's favorite drink is Rum & Coke, she also likes Vodka
Collins.  I don't think there is a better whisky than Ole Jack, especially
Black Label.  We like dining out, if the food and atmosphere is good.  We
seldom get drunk, haven't for several years, but like to drink sociably.

   We prefer to be in seperate rooms for our swinging, like you, and enjoy
then getting together for a while to see what else might occur.  And
something usually does ...  We have only been to two parties, one was a
complete dud, and the other, the first was a real orgie with seven couples.
That one was thoroughly enjoyable but even so we prefer to be with only one
other couple at a time.  That way there is no confusion as to who does what
to whom.

   As yet Nita has not enjoyed the pleasure of another woman, except for a
few casual caresses but she agrees that there is nothing wrong with it.  We
are both expecting that the mood will strike her sometime and she will go
all the way.  It isn't something that can be planned ahead but instead just
be prepared for the time it seems the right thing to do.

   No, Nita doesn't usually suck her lover all the way.  She does me
occasionally and there is nothing I can imagine that is better but it isn't
one of her favorite.  She likes to be on the recieving end and does a
beautiful job when she is in the mood but it doesn't happen often. 
However, I know she admires that magnificient tool of Bob's greatly.  I
personally think that oral sex is here to stay and I'm not too particular
whether I am giving or recieving ...  I like it.  Both together is the
best.

   We are both quite flexible.  As long as everyone is having fun we are
right in there with them.  We don't believe in being pushy but like to just
relax and see what develops and then go from there.  My feelings ...  if
it's sex, it's got to be good!

   Thanks for the pic and info on the man in Ohio.

   We may drop him a line but we have just about cut off the photo sales as
it is beginning to become a bother.

   If we meet someone who we think you would like, and visa-versa, we will
give them one of your photos.

   We don't have anything handy like the pics you sent of Bob and friends
(of us, that is) but have some we have copied that you might like. 
Enclosing a couple in this letter.  Are they to your liking?????

   Don't remember if I mentioned it before but we have our two sons living
with us.  That pretty well puts a damper on most of our swinging
entertaining at home.  One will be leaving in January but the youngest will
be around for a while.  We'll think of something or I'll pay your motel
bill ...  fair enough?

   Well, hope I have answered some of the questions you wanted to know
about us.  If there is anything else you would like to know just ask us in
your next letter.

   Will be looking forward to seeing you in a couple months and hope we can
all have a real ball.

   Most sincerely,

   Chuck and Nita

   Hi, Nov.  8th

   Your letters are getting nicer all the time and the photos were really
sexciting.  The little brunette that was blowing the bugle against the
other girl's pussy was very very sexy, we both thought.  You should have
heard Bob groan when he saw the nude of Nita sitting in the chair with her
legs wide open.  It even made me tingle a little.

   Right now Bob is in such a frustrated state over Nita that he's positive
that Chuck is just sending those sexy nudes of her just to make him commit
suicide!  I'm inclined to agree ...  but keep them coming!  Bob is really
crazy about sweet furry pussys and says Nita's is the furriest he's ever
seen and he's just as positive that it's the sweetest.

   You should have our film by now and I hope that they come out okay. 
There should be several of me sucking Bob's beautiful prick that will let
Nita see just what she's missing.

   I agree with you Chuck that we are going to have a ball!  Bob has been
going out with a young girl here in town and he's going to try talking her
into spending the night with us.  If she does I'll tell you two all about
it.  I've love to hear about that big party you two went to.

   I'm going to end for now.  Write us a long, long letter and let us know
what you think of the photos.  Love and kisses.

   Love Ya,

   Connie

   Dear Bob and Connie, Nov.  16th

   From Nita and I ...  W O W!  those pics were the wildest and most
provocative photographs I have ever developed ...  or seen for that matter.
You said I was a good phototog but Bob's camera work makes me look like a
beginner!  The other man's photos turned out okay but the contrast, depth,
and photo alignment were perfect.  And don't tell me he's never studied
photography either!

   Glad you liked the pics of the girls going down on each other.  I guess
I should tell Bob to be prepared to have one hell of a blow job from Nita
when he gets here.  "God, it's beautiful!" is what she said when she saw
the one of you sucking and running your tongue all around that monstrous
shaft of Bob's.  She also thinks that Connie has a refreshing and natural
beauty that is very exciting ...  me too!

   This is one time when I know I'm going to enjoy watching Nita.  And
she's going to get just as much excitement out of watching you and I. 
Bob's right again.  Nita has the hairiest cunt I've ever seen, too.  And to
my taste buds ...  the sweetest.  But Connie, yours looks like a very juicy
and comestible.  I love juicy cunts, I might add.

   I'm really inclined to believe that the party we have with you and Bob
will be the most rewarding and exciting we ever had.  Nita wants to have
Bob all to herself first off and I want the same with you.  I don't think
that either of us would be able to do justice to our partner if we weren't
alone.  I know that Bob is going to tear Nita up and give her one of the
best lovings she's ever had.  She has never had a cock as big as his and
I've never had a young girl as beautiful and sexually stunning as you.

   Later we can all get together and see what happens.

   We haven't had very many swinging parties that are worth talking about
but here is something that has not only excited us both but has also
frightened us into thinking we're perverts of the lowest type.  Nita and I
have grown to like and trust both of you and respect your obvious
intelligence.  We'd like to know what your honest opinion of what I'm about
to tell you:

   One night last summer Nita woke me up early in the morning saying that
she heard noises in the house.  When I went to investigate she was too
frightened to stay alone.  We crept down the hall and both our hearts
almost stopped beating at what we saw.

   Our oldest son was laying on the sofa with a pretty little red-head. 
They were embracing passionately.  The girl's hand was manipulating our
son's erection; his hand was between her open legs.  Both were moaning and
writhing in their excitement.

   I was so sexually moved by the scene that my own cock was erect; Nita
was directly behind me and she moved up against me.  All she wore was a
thin nightie and I could feel the heat of her body.  Her hand came around
and squeezed my cock, I almost lost my seed when she did that.  She was
breathing heavily against my neck as we continued to watch them.

   Our son opened her blouse and the little minx wasn't wearing a bra.  Her
breasts were very small yet for some reason the sight of them excited both
of us greatly.  Our son stood up and took off his shirt and trousers.  Nita
groaned, squeezing my erection painfully and pressing her abdomen tightly
against me when she saw his erection.  The little red-head pulled her short
skirt up and raised her hips and pulled her white panties off.  Her thin
bush was fiery red.  Nita and I almost lost all our controll then, I pushed
her against the wall and pushed my hardness into her.  She was wetter than
I can ever remember.

   We were both trembling badly and Nita had to bite her lip to keep from
crying out.  I moved slowly in her; we both watched our son mount the girl
and guide his erection into the girl's fiery red bush.  The girl wrapped
her thin legs around him and they went at it like two wild young animals.

   Nita and I had the most intense orgasms, watching our son having the
young girl, that we've ever had.  After we climaxed we were so weak that we
had to go back to our bedroom and lay down.  Neither of us were able to
sleep at all that night.  We made love three more times and during each we
talked about what we'd seen.

   Nita admitted that she had wished that she could have been in the little
red-head's place.  I'm not gay but I recieved more excitement from seeing
my son's erection than seeing the young girl naked.  The thought of
watching our son making love to Nita gives me a tremendous erection every
time I think of it.

   We have honestly discussed this and our feelings in great depth, yet
Nita cannot ever remember having even thought of anything sexual about our
sons.  We have several theorys of our own but we'd like to hear what your
opinions are before we mention them.

   When you write to us about the above remember that we consider you to be
very close friends and regardless of what you say we will remain as such.
You cannot call us anything that we, ourselves, haven't called each other.
This is important to us so Please be completely honest.

   I think that I had better end this before I have enough material for a
short novel.  Will send your pics under seperate cover and am enclosing so
more of the two girls going down on each other.  And of course more of
Nita.

   Most sincerely,

   Chuck and Nita

   Dear Chuck and Nita, Nov.  21st

   This will be short as Bob and I have a million things to do before
leaving for Thanksgiving.  Bob and I thought that the scene with your son
was very sexciting and wanted to tell you what we thought.  I don't know
very much about psychology and Bob claims to know nothing at all.

   But the things I'm going to tell you are mainly his opinions.

   First let me thank you for your sincere trust in our friendship and
we'll try to live up to it.

   First of all we see nothing unusual about Nita's sexual feelings for her
son.  To us it's an indication that she loves you very much.  After all, he
is you, Chuck ...  a younger, stronger, more virile reproduction of you. 
He probably has the best features of you both.  So why shouldn't Nita
desire him?  If you had a daughter I'm sure you would desire her.  How
could you not?  You love Nita and she would be nothing more than a younger
Nita.

   I know that when we have a son that I'll desire him.  And I know that
when we have a daughter Bob will entertain sexual desires of her.  And why
not?  They will be products of our love for each other ...  they will be
part of us and our beautiful love for each other.

   Bob and I realize that alot of people would think that we were some sort
of perverts but we don't care.  Why does a man put so much faith in having
a son?  Because to him a son is his only hope of immortality ...  through
him his blood line and name lives on after he has turned to dust.  So why
shouldn't the mother of that son love him as strongly and as completely as
the father?

   Well, that's our feelings on the subject ...  who knows maybe the
world's crazy and we are not!  Or you can flip that around the other way.
But I know that there would be an awful more people on our side that people
would have you believe.

   Bob has studied photography but hasn't been active in it for some years
now.  We haven't gotten the photos yet.  We loved the ones of Nita as usual
and it's going to be a beautiful sight to see Bob's beautiful prick going
into Nita's beautiful pussy.

   Must end for now ...  please drop us a line soon.

   Love Ya,

   Connie



   Chapter 9

   Bob and I arrived at Nita's around six-thirty on the second of December.
We were exhausted, but their warm cordial greeting relieved us of our
personal discomforts.  They introduced us to their sons, and my breasts
tingled when Mark, the oldest, shook my hand.  Timmy, the youngest, was
sixteen, slender and the cutest.  Every time I looked his way, his eyes
were moving fleetingly over my full breasts under my tight pale-blue
sweater or over the flare of my hips and the swell of my abdomen under the
thin, tight white bell-bottoms.

   Chuck fixed us all a drink and we relaxed in polite conversation for a
while.  Nita wore a pretty light-green shirt-waist dress that put an accent
on her full firm breasts.  It wasn't very short, but on her it was very
sexy, and from where Bob and I were sitting we could see just a hint of her
thighs above her nylons.  Nita excused herself, saying that she had to get
dinner ready and Mark was going off on a date and said he probably wouldn't
be home tonight.  My breasts tingled so that a visible shiver rippled
through my body and I wondered if he was going to fuck that little redhead.

   Chuck had to go somewhere and Bob went with him.  I told Nita that I
would like to freshen up and change clothes.  She showed me to our room,
and Timmy brought in our suitcases.  I thanked him, telling him that he was
sweet, and the little darling turned bright red.

   When I was alone, I opened my suitcase and took out a pair of sheer
lavender bikini panties with white ruffled lace around the waist and legs.
Next came a matching French bra, my white lace garter belt and a pair of
smokecolored nylons.  I took off my clothes and slipped into a pink and
black lace duster and went into the bathroom down the hall.

   The shower felt wonderful.  I turned the water on as hot as I could
stand.  When I dried off, my skin tingled and glowed bright pink.  I dusted
my breasts, stomach, bottom and thighs with a lightly scented lilac power.
I put on my garter belt and nylons, then my panties and bra.

   When I opened the door to our room, I stifled a shocked cry of surprise.
Timmy was standing by the bed, nuzzling the pink panties I had just taken
off against his nose.  His other hand was frantically stroking his hardened
manly prick.  I stared at him disbelievingly for a full minute.  Then an
excited glow tingled through my thighs and I began trembling with the
excitement of Timmy's actions.

   I closed the door firmly and leaned weakly against it, not taking my
eyes from his stroking hand.  The boy whirled toward me, shock and terror
edged over his youthful handsomeness.  He sat down quickly on the bed,
covering his hardness and bowing his head in shame.  I felt pity for the
shamed boy.  I walked over and sat down beside him, hugging him tight
against me.  He started crying.

   "P ...  please ...  don't ...  tell ...  Mom ...  please, don't ..." the
frightened boy whimpered pleadingly against my shoulder.

   "I won't, Timmy ...  if you tell me why you were smelling my panties."
My own voice trembled from the excitement of the boy's strange act.

   "I ...  I'm sorry ...  honest ...  please don't tell Mom."

   "Tell me why you were smelling my panties and playing with your prick?"
My hand went to his lap and pulled his hands away, exposing his
still-hardened prick.  I wrapped my warm fingers around it and gently
squeezed.  He moaned with pleasure against my shoulder.  He was an awful
lot bigger than the boy in the gas station had been.

   "I couldn't help it.  Your p ...  panties were laying on the bed and
..." Timmy shuddered violently, his voice was barely audible.  You're ...
so ...  pretty ...  p ...  pretty ...  and ..." The boy began sobbing
harder.

   "Timmy, you're sweet.  Did you like the smell on my panties?"

   Timmy didn't speak, just nodded his head.

   "Do you like to smell girl's panties?  Have you ever smelled your
mother's panties?" I was so excited that my hand was unconsciously jerking
Timmy's prick in short, quick movements.

   "Y ...  yes."

   "Did you wonder how I would look in them while you were smelling them?"

   "Timmy nodded.

   "Would you like to see me in them, now?"

   "Yes...  yes ..." Timmy looked up at me, his eyes wet and sad, very sad.
I almost started crying myself.  But instead I leaned forward and kissed
his quivering lips lightly.

   "Do you like to kiss girls down there?"

   "I ...  I ...  d ...  don't ...  k ...  know ..."

   "Oh, Timmy!  You never have ...  have you?" My heart nearly stopped its
mad pounding when I realized he was a virgin.

   "N ...  no," the boy mumbled weakly.

   I stood up and let my robe fall to the floor.  I reached behind me and
unhooked the lavendar lace bra.  "Have you ever seen a girl naked, Timmy?"

   "N ...  no ...  just Mom ..." His sudden gasp of breath hissed loudly in
the quiet room as he looked up at me.  I stood with my full thighs slightly
apart, naked, except for the garter belt, nylons and the sheer lavender
lace of my snug-fitting bikini panties.  I smiled as his eyes locked on the
soft blonde curls that fluffed out at the plump V of my full thighs.  Timmy
was hypnotized by my blonde, pouty cleft that was so visible through the
lavender haze of my panties.

   "Is this what you were thinking about while you caressed your prick and
smelled my panties?" I asked in a low husky voice, my fingers tracing
lightly over the fluffy mound.  The boy stared in amazement as I walked up
close to him.  His eyes widened as he stared at the quivering flesh of my
velvety inner thighs.  I could feel the warmth of his heavy breaths against
my quivering belly as he stared at the forbidden female flesh I knew he had
dreamed of so many times.  He looked up almost reverently into my smiling
face.

   "Touch me, Timmy.  Put your hand on my pussy," I whispered hoarsely,
thrusting my hips out toward him slightly.

   My thighs trembled and tiny electric thrills rippled through my lower
abdomen as Timmy's trembling finger tips hesitatingly touched the fluffy
blonde mound through my sheer panties.  Timmy's fingers slowly became more
aggressive and their virgin pressure had a maddening effect.

   "Take them, darling," I whimpered, my body swaying dangerously in front
of him.  I moaned, feeling his trembling fingers pulling my panties down,
his face flushed, only inches away from my quivering abdomen.  I felt his
gaze burn into the honey-blonde curls that hid the soft pink folds of his
dreams.

   I lay down on the bed and drew my legs up, opening them wide apart and
writhing my hips up to an imaginary lover.  My hands moved slowly down over
my breasts until they were caressing the hollows of my writhing thighs. 
Ever so slowly my fingers drew the moist blonde hair-lined lips wide apart.
I heard Timmy groan as his eyes stared into the moist pink flesh of his
dream.

   "Kiss it, Timmy.  Please ...  eat my pussy," I whimpered breathlessly. I
cried out with exquisite pleasure as the boy licked at my palpitating
flesh. The boy made up with eager youthful energy what he lacked in
experience.  Timmy's tongue licked in long, wet strokes up the full
trembling length of my open, wet slit.

   "Do it on my pussy ...  Timmy ...  make your prick come on me ... 
hurry!" I whimpered, urging him up between my legs.  Suddenly I wanted him
to look at my blonde pussy and make himself cum.  The boy stood up and
began to frantically stroke the hardened length of his young virgin prick.
My finger went to the moist swollen bump of my madly itching clitoris and I
rubbed it with the same frantic rhythm as Timmy was using.

   His eyes were glued on my writhing pussy and plunging fingers.  I
watched the boy's face become intense and strained, his lips parted and his
face contorted in passion.  When he groaned mournfully, my eyes dropped to
the swollen shaft of his young prick.  I saw his heavy swaying cum-laden
balls drawing sharply up to the thick base of his prick.  I watched as the
boy's swollen prick throbbed and jerked violently as thick spurts of his
virgin cum exploded from its swollen head to arc through the air and
splatter hotly on my writhing thighs and heaving belly.  I moaned louder as
spurt after spurt landed on my squirming body.

   I lay there, breathlessly watching Timmy's prick slowly deflating, a
tiny, glistening drop of his cum hung precariously from the brightly
glowing pink tip.  I took the pink panties that Timmy had been smelling and
lovingly wiped his cum from my thighs and belly.  I sat up and wiped his
limp prick with them then handed them to him.

   "Keep them with you tonight ...  and think about me when you play with
your prick." I stood up.  Timmy was as tall as I was and I hugged him
tightly to me.  "Would you like to put it inside me later tonight?" I
asked, feeling his limp prick throbbing slowly back to hardness against my
naked hip.

   "Oh, yes ...  yes, I do.  I really do," the boy said enthusiastically.

   "You're so wonderful," I said, pulling away from him.  "But you'd better
leave now, someone might come in and catch us.  Do you want to come back
after everyone goes to sleep?"

   The boy's eyes glowed and he nodded vigorously.

   I leaned forward and kissed him, my tongue probing through his warm
closed lips.  He opened his mouth and moaned as my tongue slid wetly into
the hotness of his mouth.  I took his hand and placed it on my tingling
breast.  I had to pull away, another second too close to this wonderful boy
and I would have to have him.

   "Don't wear anything when you come back tonight.  I want that sexy body
of yours against me with nothing between us.  Now run along so I can finish
dressing."

   At the door Timmy turned and smiled shyly.  "I love you," he said, going
out the door quickly.  I stood there for a long moment, trembling, thinking
how excited Bob would get when I told him.  I couldn't decide if I should
say anything about it in front of Chuck and Nita.

   I picked up my lavender bra and panties and put them back on.  I just
couldn't make up my mind what to wear, so I slipped my duster back on,
deciding to wait and see what Bob thought I should wear.  I quickly brushed
the snarls and tangles out of my shoulder-length blonde hair and went to
the kitchen to keep Nita company.

   I sat on a high stool and demurely let my duster fall open enough to let
her catch a glimpse of my sheer panties.  She couldn't keep her eyes away
from the blonde curls that strayed enticingly out of the legs of my
panties. Nita fixed me a drink and, when she handed it to me, her hand was
trembling.  A strange excitement flooded through me.

   "Chuck and I wrote you a letter, but never got around to mailing it."

   "Could I read it now?  I love your letters," I said softly, watching the
way her full breasts moved so invitingly under the tight bodice.

   "Yes, I'll see if I can find it."

   As soon as she left the kitchen, I parted my thighs wide and slid my
finger under the leg of my panties, pulling more of my soft blonde curls
into view.  I did the same thing with the other side and adjusted my thighs
and duster so that it would look unintentional.

   I sipped my drink and thought about Timmy.  I was almost certain he was
in his room smelling my panties and doing it to himself.  I could almost
feel the swollen lips of my pussy contracting at the lewd thought.  Nita
interrupted my licentious thoughts about her son when she entered the
kitchen.

   When she handed me the letter, I could almost feel the heat of her eyes
on the golden cleft of my exposed pussy.  My fingers were trembling as I
opened the letter.  With the letter were several photos of Nita.  One was a
complete nude, she had her legs drawn up as though waiting for a lover to
mount her.  The fingers of her right hand were holding the furry lips
widespread and the fingers of her other hand were manipulating her clitoris
hidden in the moist pink folds.  A thick drop of cum was just beginning to
ooze through the tight inner opening of her pussy.

   "What is this?" I asked Nita, pretending to be naive.

   She walked over near my side, a lot closer than she had to.  I pointed
to the white smear on the photograph, my arm brushing against the side of
her full breast.  I looked up into her eyes and her face was flushed as she
looked down into the cleavage of my full breasts.

   "T...  that's one of Chuck's silly ideas," Nita said, her breaths coming
quicker.

   "Oh, I don't think it's silly.  It's very exciting.  I wish I had been
there to help you!" Nita's breast was pressing tighter against me and her
breathing was coming faster and I knew that she was in the mood.

   "Why don't you show me the house ...  before our men come back?" I
looked up into her eyes, smiling.

   "Okay," she answered weakly.  I followed her, watching the slight sway
of her broad rounded hips.  She opened a door and I walked up against her,
pressing my full breasts against her.

   "This is Chuck's den and darkroom.  I call it his sex-room." Nita turned
around, her face only inches from mine, our breasts lightly touching.  I
leaned up against her and buried my face against her throat.  I felt her
hips straining against mine.  My mouth was wetly kissing her smooth neck,
and her hands went around my waist, drawing me tighter to her full
softness. My hands began caressing the full spheres of her arched breasts.
I could feel her nipples harden under her bra as my lips nibbled up her
throat to lick into her ear.

   Nita moaned and ran her hands over the rounded swell of my full, taut
bottom.  Our lips met in a strong passionate kiss, and her mouth opened
wide, eagerly sucking my fluttering tongue into the hotness of her mouth.
My hand moved slowly over the soft quivering swell of her abdomen to the
plump downy lips of her pussy.  Her thighs opened slightly as the pressure
of my hand increased.

   Our lips parted and I looked at her.  Her head was back against the
doorway, eyes closed, lips parted as her tongue licked slowly around the
fullness of her lips.

   "Let's go to your bedroom," I said in a low quivering voice.

   Nita swallowed hard and nodded.  She held onto my hand as if afraid I'd
run away.  The hope that Timmy would see us going into her room and peek
sent tiny shivers up my spine.  I wanted to see him between his mother's
full thighs.  That was one of the most exciting thoughts I've ever had.

   I looked around the room, it was tastefully decorated and
conservativelooking.  There was an assortment of paintings around the room.
The bed was huge, with a bookcase headboard of some sort of blonde wood. 
In the bookcase was an assortment of sex books, The Neighborhood Party, The
Experiment, Human Sexual Response, all of which Bob and I had read.  There
were two walnut speakers and an AM/FM radio on the bookcase.

   I sat down in the small easy chair by the bed, my duster was completely
open now.

   "I've never done this before," Nita said in a low voice, averting my
lustfilled gaze.

   "Don't let it worry you, Nita.  It will come naturally."

   I stood up, letting my duster fall from my shoulders.  Nita was staring
at me, her eyes moving slowly from the full cleavage of my breasts trapped
in the lavender lace bra down over my smooth flat stomach to my blonde tuft
of curls that were so plainly visible through the lavender haze.

   "Take your clothes off, darling.  I want to see that beautiful body of
yours in real life." My voice was low and hoarse as my hands went to my
back and unhooked my bra.  Nita was slowly, trancelike, unbuttoning the
front of her dress, her eyes still on me.

   "You're so beautiful," Nita whispered ardently.  I moved up close to her
and my trembling fingers finished unbuttoning her dress.  Her hand came out
and cupped my right breast, kneading it gently, running her fingers
adoringly over the satiny skin, gently tweaking my hardened pink nipple.  I
moaned, my knees were trembling weakly as I pulled her dress down over her
shoulders.  When it fell to the floor, I stepped back and hooked my fingers
in the waistband of my bikini panties.

   I was trembling so badly that I could barely manage to pull my panties
down.  Nita watched lasciviously as each blonde curl appeared above my
sliding panties.  Nita unhooked her plain white bra and I gasped as the
fullness and beauty of her breasts swayed slightly before me.  They had
looked firm and beautiful in the photos, but they were breathtaking in the
flesh.

   My eyes raped Nita's full body as she slowly slid her sheer white
panties down over the broad flare of her hips.  When she straightened, our
arms went around each other, our lips met in a deeply passionate kiss. 
Maddening thrills of ecstasy rippled through my quivering body.  Nita's
full breasts were burning against mine, their hardened nipples seemed
electrifying.  My hands moved lightly over her full, rounded bottom,
kneading its resilient smoothness, drawing her writhing furry mound tighter
against my own.

   As though on some prearranged signal we collapsed onto her bed.  Nita's
arms went around me, drawing me to the quivering warmth of her naked,
burning skin.  Nita moaned and her hand went down from my shoulder to my
big full young titties, then she leaned closer and her lips opened firmly
against mine, spreading and nibbling as her tongue slipped between my lips.
My lips softened and kissed back, blanketed by a sheet of passion caused by
the demanding heat of her need.  My hand crept slowly onto the full rounded
sphere of Nita's arched tittie, then down the soft quivering flesh to her
inner thighs, until it mingled with the thick bush of soft black curls and
its moist hotness.  I moaned loudly, my eyes closed as my fingers slipped
into the hot pit of Nita's fiery lust.  I ran my other hand behind her and
cupped her large, rounded bottom as she writhed wantonly against my
thrusting fingers.  My hand slipped between the crevice that separated the
full spheres of her ass and found her tiny puckered hole.  I thought of my
finger as a long, slim prick as it teased at the swollen pucker.

   Nita, who was the strongest, took the lead and rolled me onto my back
and quickly reversed her body, straddling me so that her thick black
hair-lined pussy hovered over my face.  My mouth was just inches below the
slightly open lips of Nita's wet swollen pussy and I raised my head, to
kiss deep into the heady nest of her wet quivering pussy.  At the same time
I felt Nita's kiss, centered by her hot darting tongue.  Sensations seemed
to ripple around and around our tonguing bodies, the mounting tensions were
perfectly matched.  I licked and nibbled, the glistening wet flesh of
Nita's pink pussy.

   I put my hands to the full rounded spheres of Nita's ass and pressed and
pulled at them, enjoying the erotic shapes I created.  My thighs, urged by
Nita's hands, spread and spread until my hips seemed like they were going
to tear apart, then I began to writhe to the rhythmic licking and plunging
of her tongue.  I felt a wriggling finger at my tiny puckered hole and I
teased at hers.  As my finger entered Nita's asshole, the erotic intrusion
made me moan with ecstasy.  I felt as though we were one, with this
beautiful woman, her tongue was like a small slithering prick, my fingers
searching and savoring the secret muscles that gripped it spastically.

   I cried out in pleasure against the open lips of her pussy as I began
undulating my hips, legs widespread, letting the intense thrills between my
thighs grow stronger and stronger as her mouth and tongue sent shivering
bolts of ecstasy through every part of my body.  I licked at Nita's pussy
frantically, feeling the strangeness of my orgasm growing, and I knew that
it wouldn't escape me ...  not this time.

   A wild masochistic pleasure had suddenly taken hold of my body as Nita's
finger thrust into my rubbery asshole.  I ground my ass in complete
abandoned ecstasy against the madly probing finger and wildly sucking
mouth.

   Suddenly I felt the wetness and tensing of Nita's orgasm; I became more
frantic, but my mounting orgasm slowly slipped away from me as the woman
over me went limp and rolled over on her side.  I opened my eyes and saw
Bob staring obscenely at my splayed thighs.  My hips arched off the bed
lewdly as I beckoned to my husband to fuck me.  Bob fell between my thighs.
My fingers went to his head, urging his mouth down to the wet open lips of
my passion-swollen pussy.  I moaned and squirmed under the exquisite
pleasure of my husband's sucking lips.  I looked over and saw that Chuck
had crawled between Nita's thighs and was pounding furiously into her own
swollen wetness.

   "Oooohhh!  Eatme eatme eatme eatme eatme ..." I whimpered incessantly,
undulating my hips faster as the tingling chills burned through my body ...
God!  The sensations were so maddening ...  so intense that I knew I would
die from its intense pleasure.  Bob's hands pulled the upturned cheeks of
my quivering, squirming ass higher, his tongue circling, teasing my tiny
sensitive asshole.

   Then his mouth returned to my swollen, sensitive pussy and began sucking
voraciously on my clitoris.  My head flailed listlessly from side to side
and I tensed, arching my hips up to his sucking mouth, and it felt as
though my whole body was one giant tingling nerve-end.  My orgasm was
building deep in my heaving belly and it was the strangest sensation I had
ever felt; even my finger tips were tingling maddeningly.

   "Fuck me, now!  Bobby!  Fuck me!" I cried out.  Bob crawled quickly up
over me and shoved the thick throbbing fullness of his prick into the
depths of my madly palpitating pussy.  Our lips met and I sucked eagerly on
his slippery tongue.

   I threw my legs around his slim waist and moaned deep in my throat as he
began moving his thick hardened shaft in and out.  My husband's hands slid
under my writhing bottom, raising me and at the same time pushing his
massive prick deeper into me.  I began moaning incoherently as my mind
became a burning, passion-blinded thing.  The wet slippery sheath of my
pussy gripped him tightly until I could feel every pulsating inch of his
massive flesh buried deliciously inside me.

   "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!  FUCK ME HARRRDDD!" I screamed, knowing that I
was approaching an orgasm.  The sensations were even stronger than the ones
I had just felt with Nita.  My body became completely abandoned as I
twisted and writhed, spreading my legs wider, fondling and playing with the
contracting lips of my eager pussy where Bob's massive prick entered,
bringing more intense thrills to race through my overly sensitive and
heaving body.

   The plane of my crotch was wide open to the furious, pile-driving thrust
of his hips as he rammed brutally and deliciously into me.

   "Oh ...  oh ...  oh ..." I whimpered incessantly, our faces contorted in
unrecognizable masks of wild obscene passion.  Bob groaned and quickened
his thrusts, grinding hard and deep so that his massive prick of fire bored
hard against the resilient lips of my tortured womb.  Then I felt it!

   "Oh, God! ...  OH ...  GOD!  It's happening! ...  I'm going to ..." I
lost all sense of being, my head stopped flailing and tensed as I arched my
back, thrusting my hips hard against my husband's.  I felt as though my
insides were going to gush out as my orgasm tingled in my finger tips,
toes, nipples, ears, lips, thighs, belly; there wasn't a spot on me that
didn't feel the maddening effects as my first orgasm began.

   A low guttural cry rumbled deep in my hoarse throat, choked off at the
last second by the blinding sensations that erupted in every pore of my
writhing, tormented body as release finally came.  Suddenly I was floating
on a tiny obscure cloud high above a world of brilliant colors that
swirled, in hazy patterns; multicolored bolts of lightning coursed through
me, surging out from the nucleus of my being through every nerve-ending I
possessed.

   I awoke in Bob's strong arms; the warmest, deepest feeling of
contentment hung over me like a soft golden shroud.  I really did it ... 
it really happened!  Kept echoing through my mind.  My body and mind
literally sang with joy ...  I was a whole and complete woman.  My body
still felt tingled with the delicious aftereffects of my very first orgasm.
I reached down, exploring the swollen, sensitive area between my thighs; it
still felt as though Bob's hugeness was still possessing me.

   And this was only the beginning ...



   The End