IAN AND ABBY GO SWINGING

IAN AND ABBY GO SWINGING

Abby went into town to get a pizza for Ian and her. She bumped into an old mate who she knew from way back. He smiled and greeted her. “Hey Abby how are you? Long time no see!”

Abs glanced at the good-looking man before her. In her head something moved, distant thoughts came to the surface. Yes! It’s what’s his name? From our school a few years ago, before we left to go into the big bad world. “I remember you. Mark Jones isn’t it? What are you up to then?” a curious Abs replied, glancing longer than she should at the man, then to her pizza which was going cold. An idea popped into her head - why not invite him to share the grub? How about asking him? Yes. “Jonesy do you want to go back for some pizza? Its cheese and meat. I just got it,” she invited her old mate.

He looked down at the bare legged lady in her hot pants and said, “Yes why not, I haven’t had it in two weeks, oh pizza I mean!”

Abs blushed red and glanced down.

“I always enjoyed it when you went all shy!” the man commented.

“Oh right. Well... my boyfriend Ian will be there. It’s our pizza but we can share.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I assumed you were single. Sorry!” Jonesy apologised rapidly.

“That's okay, really. We have lots of pizza and you’ll like my man, Ian. Trust me.”

 Abby did a quick text to Ian asking if he was okay on sharing the pizza. Two minutes later the reply came back, “Yes hurry back, I’m hungry. Bring your friend.”

“Yea it’s okay for you to come back. What have you been doing with yourself since leaving school?” Abs enquired.

Nothing prepared her for the reply, it was shattering – “Swinging, I’m a professional swinger. I’ve done a book, online video and a DVD,” Jonesy explained matter of factly.

Silence descended for two minutes, a collage of images hit her mind. Sex with other people! Was this fate?

“Oh my god! You better come with me, look pizza! We can’t let it go cold; my man won’t mind you being with me. Let’s go eat,” Abby told her old mate, she led the way walking to her house where Ian waited for his pizza and surprise guest. On the way Abby and Jonesy caught up on lost time chatting away on what they did after school, jobs they’d done and old friends that they both knew and where were they now.

She was very curious on his swinging statement from earlier, was it really true or had she imagined it? Would he want to tell Ian about it and even do some for real? How interesting that would be smiled Abby, best to wait until after to discretely bring it up if at all. She really wanted to know more because their love life was moving slowly down this path but they hadn’t researched it or even tried it. Now she had an inside contact, if it all went well. She had to be especially careful not to be too keen or nosey, so Jonesy would tell them about the secret world of swinging and how to do it right and enjoy it. They arrived at the house, Abs didn’t mention swinging again.  She smiled and opened the door to let her new friend in.

Ian shouted from the front room. He was wiring up a new DVD player he had bought from a mate at work to see if it worked. On the floor around him were a few adult movies – porn films!

Abby walked into the room and placed the large pizza upon the table, she saw the blue movies on the floor and blushed slightly and looked away from Jonesy.

She greeted Ian, who stood up to kiss his lady. He nodded, said, “Hi”, to their guest and left the newly wired up DVD player and rude films. Ian walked into the kitchen. He put the kettle on and asked: “Coffee anyone?”

“Yes please Ian, I’ll have a cup, my usual with two sugars,” Abby shouted from the front room, more quietly to Jonesy she enquired, “You want a brew Jonesy?”

“Yeah I’ll have a black coffee with three sugars please,” he answered.

Abby went into the kitchen and told Ian what her friend wanted. Ian nodded and got the cups ready while the kettle boiled. Stepping very close to Ian she whispered, “This is Mark Jones; he’s a professional swinger Ian! Can you believe that? He told me when I bumped into him in town earlier.”

Ian looked surprised and smiled, “Really? He told you that? How remarkable. What did he say to you?”

“Well, that he has done a DVD film of some type, a video and a book. He must be really into it to do that. This could be the break we need to get into it. Do you want me to talk to him?” Ian’s girlfriend excitedly said, smiling in sexy anticipation.

“Yes do talk to him but wait till I’m there with the brews. Go back into him and offer him some pizza coz it’ll be going cold, make small talk with him. I won’t be a minute,” he quietly said, kissing Abs once and finishing the coffee. She nodded and returned to the other room.

“Have some pizza Jonesy or it’ll be cold. Ian will ready with your drink in a minute,” Abs offered, opening the pizza box and sitting next to Jonesy on the large settee. Not too close, enough to be friendly but not overbearing.

He took a piece of pizza, laughing when the cheese snagged in a big long line, awkwardly he freed it and took a bite. Munching the food he was silent for a minute, nodding he confirmed the quality of the pizza, obviously liking it.

Abby took a slice and ate a small bite, “Mmm, yes it is very nice!”

Ian entered the room with the drinks, precariously holding all three cups of coffee at once. Carefully without spilling them he put them on the table next to the food. “There you go, what is your name mate?” Ian asked.

“I’m Jonesy but my real name is Mark Jones, I’ve been called Jonesy for years,” replied Abby’s old school mate.

“I’m Ian, nice to meet you. So you went to school with Abby?” asked a curious Ian, grabbing a big bit of pizza eating half of it in seconds.

“Yes we went to the same school. We weren’t best friends but we had a laugh now and again. We lost touch after leaving, I hardly recognised Abby when I saw her in town. She’s changed… filled out so to speak,” laughed the other man, not knowing if it was okay to say what he felt and remembered but saying it anyhow. It was all right no harm was done.

“Yes we both went to the same crap school, didn’t we Mark?” joked Abs, calling Jonesy by his old school name and poking him in the ribs laughing. He grinned in-between eating pizza.

“My mother calls me that when I’ve been naughty,” added Jonesy.

“What do you do for a job? I’m a builder,” commented Ian wondering if the big man would be truthful or tell a white lie.

“What do I do?” mimicked Jonesy, “why, I do a job I love very much. I work in the adult industry. My job is a professional swinger checking out swinging clubs undercover and creating good publicity about it and other things.”

“Wow, that is amazing!” gasped Ian, his eyes as wide as dinner plates.

“And you get paid for doing that?” Abby asked.

“Yes I do, it keeps the wolf from the door so to speak.”

“That’s a very interesting job. What about the films you mentioned and the book,” asked Abby, very interested now.

“The book is a modern social history of the swinging phenomenon, going back over thirty years to when it was called wife swapping. Now you don’t need a wife, myself I’m single and I take any willing open-minded female friend who wants to go. I’ve been to dozens of swinging clubs up and down Great Britain, to several in Europe and one in America. Not to mention the hundreds of private parties and invitations to swing I’ve attended. I’m actually regarded as an expert on it and I’ve even given speeches at wedding receptions and once at a university on the swinging topic. I wouldn’t change my job for the world,” explained Jonesy to the silent couple.

A few seconds of silence followed while both of them processed the information they had been told, this was a common occurrence and Jonesy was used to it. Ian broke the silence. “You seem so relaxed about it, how do you manage to be so chilled out on it?”

“Easy really, I’m a chilled out type of guy. If I wasn’t I’d be in a different line of work. I’m also skilled in web design but that’s a fall back career in case anything goes wrong with my swinging career but I expect nothing will.”

“Quite amazing, really it is. I’ve never heard anything like it especially from someone I know,” she quietly said, rather amazed.

“Someone has to do it, just like someone has to be a milkman or drive a bus,” Jonesy chuckled, finishing his pizza.

“Have some more, there’s enough to go around,” Ian indicated with his cheese covered hand and half full mouth. He took a second slice and then passed one more to his lady, who took it and nodded while eating.

“Does your mother know what you do?” enquired Ian, with raised eyebrows.

“Are you kidding?” laughed the swinger, “but she often wonders where I get my expensive clothes or cars from. I tell her from my web design job I do now and again to appear legit to her. Can’t upset the old dear!”

“No I bet you can’t!” gasped Abby, almost choking on her pizza. Ian smacked her back so she wouldn’t choke and she was fine then.

“Hey, tell you what, I’ll get you signed copies of my book and DVD if you want? I see you like films from your DVDs on the floor over there.”

“Yes please! We’d love that. We have a small collection of movies but nothing major,” Ian and Abs both chirped together.

It was Abby who told Jonesy what they had done in the past. “Actually Jonesy, me and Ian have done something similar over the last few months, haven’t we darling!”

“Oh really? What would that be then?” replied Jonesy craftily smiling, where was this going he wondered.

“Ian let me make love to several other men including his brother, a friend, a stranger and someone else. It was good fun, I can tell you!”

“My oh my, fancy that I never thought you were the type Abby! And what did Ian get in return? I’m sure he wanted more than to be a voyeur or do a threesome.”

“I made love to every one of Abby’s sisters!” Ian dropped the bombshell.

“Fuck me ragged! You two are real pros like myself, you amazed me today that is a fact,” confirmed Jonesy.

“We don’t tell everyone, you are the only one we’ve told other than the ones who took part,” explained Abby matter of factly. It was secret.

“Why the pizza and coffee then?” asked Jonesy now extremely curious, something was going on here, he was sure.

“Why Mr Jones, we want to swing with you right now!” announced Ian, a huge grin on his happy face.

The brown haired lad with the blue eyes almost fell off the settee, his luck was in! Finally he would be able to male love to Abby, how long he had waited for this moment. “Wonderful, let’s do it!” agreed the swinger, standing up taking charge of the situation. The sound of a belt buckle and zip being undone signalled the start of the swinging, in seconds his trousers were on the floor and Jonesy was naked. His top joined his jeans on the floor.

 

Abs and Ian looked at one another and smiled, it was a go! The pizza was forgotten and the coffees only half drunk. Ian and Abby stood up. Ian went to the window and closed the curtains while Abs slowly undressed in front of her old friend.

His eyes never left her body. It was perfect! Nice smooth lines like a classic sports car that held so much performance to startle you when you weren’t expecting it. So much more than what was just visible and that was something! “You have a beautiful body Abby, you are no longer the shy school girl I once knew,” complimented Jonesy, in awe of the beautiful lady before him.

“Thanks. Looking at you I see a nice well toned up man, you must work out a lot for your job?” said Abs, giving her friend the once over her eyes not missing nothing lingering on his special equipment, must be nine inches when hard she guessed.

“I work out two hours a day, that’s enough but three would be better. I spend an hour a day when not swinging with a number of women I know doing other exercises when I can.”

“Very nice, does this count as part of that hour?” enquired Ian, taking Abs hand and sat her down on the settee. He kissed her body and invited Jonesy to join in. Both men kissed the lush body that was before them gently and compassionately, like they were looking after a classic artwork. This was real live natural beauty much more seductive, erotic and sensual.

Two pairs of hands caressed and needed her breasts delicately and slowly getting the feel for her nipples, aureoles and titties and not stopping until Abs was moaning in exotic pleasure. Her needs being met by two A1 Alpha males of peak fitness and stamina.

She was in for a nice surprise! Her brown eyes sparkled with happiness; this moment was meant for her almost like her life was meant to be solely for this heady adventure. Her freshly dyed red hair was a mess of tangled fragments when Jonesy ran his a hand rapidly through it, tangling and ruining her morning brushing. That didn’t matter now.

Jonesy moved over lying down on the wide expensive leather settee, he kissed his friend on the lips while Ian sucked her nipples taking his time alternating between each one.

Abs moved her hand to Ian’s cock and tickled his balls briefly then grabbed his semi-hard shaft giving it a quick wank; he moaned and rolled his eyes in his head overtaken by ecstasy. She slowly tossed him off as his cock grew to its full length, even bigger than Jonesy’s! Extending his foreskin from the tip of his dick when it was closed, all the way down so his bell end glistened like a ripe fruit with drips of moisture. The pampered lady she made Ian come. In a continuous rhythm she knew by heart she brought her man up over the clouds in a steep climb to heavenly bliss and orgasm.

It didn’t take long a matter of a few slow minutes, his white spunk shot out in an arc over the settee edge and carpet. Who cares? This was fun, thought Abby, when Ian groaned and his body shook under his orgasm that washed over him forcing his eyes closed by the violence and strength of it.

Now it was Jonesy’s turn to be masturbated! He kissed Abby with difficulty. She moved so she could access his stiff throbbing cock, he sensed what was happening and shifted so she could get to it. Her hand clamped into position and without hesitation she went to full speed wanking him off with unreal speed. He bit her lip when she came close to stretching his foreskin too far, this made her go even faster for three seconds until she slowed it right down in her special way like Ian had enjoyed it.

Jonesy’s cock was thicker than her Ian’s but not as long; it would tax her pussy to the max when he slowly placed it inside her to satisfy her! Well practised professional hands played out their tattoo on Mark Jones cock, was it this big at school wondered Abby? Wishing she could go back in time and make love to him in the men’s showers, now wouldn’t that be fun? He was younger than Ian so would he have more stamina? He had the same amount of spunk for he came and shot his duff all over Abby covering her leg and hand, groaning while he did so. She screamed loudly in delight and laughed.

Jonesy rubbed his cum into Abs thigh in nice circular motions, gently massaging her skin and needing the lovely soft area that led to a place of even more pleasure. His hand moved up till he found her nicely shaved pussy, immediately he inserted a finger and testing her for tightness. He was surprised, she was very enclosed. How the hell did she manage with her guy’s big cock? Would he fit up her, Jonesy almost panicked?

Ian moved position and went to her shoulders. He gently massaged them, removing any stiffness but being careful, in case she suddenly moved when Jonesy brought her to climax by fingering Abby. Two fingers were inside her, working away while a thumb expertly played out on her clit in a skilful move that only a real pro could do. This was really something!

Jonesy pumped his fingers in and out in such a way his thumb remained over her clit. He did something with it to stimulate it and send his positive magical energy from himself through his thumb into Abby and her clit.

When her orgasm came she shook like she was having a fit, never had she experienced such a powerful one. Her shoulders shook involuntarily jerking Ian’s hands off and lifting her whole upper body upright as she screamed and shouted in exhilaration and shock. Fucking hell, this was crazy what did he do to her? With her orgasm still coursing through her, her muscles relaxed and she flopped back down into Ian’s arms delirious and incoherent. Her body moved slowly and followed Jonesey’s slow merciless actions, now with three fingers up her pussy taking her down from the centre of her orgasm so she landed safely. He definitely supplied the goods!

After two minutes he removed his hands and licked them clean tasting Abby’s juices, sweet like summer so very precious and sensually special. Both men looked at one another; it was Ian who spoke. “What did you do to her? I’ve never ever seen that done before.”

“I spent some time in India working with a shaman and studying the karma sutra, not just the positions but the tantric elements involved during lovemaking and foreplay. I channelled my positive sexual energy through myself and into your girlfriend so it joined with her sexual energy. And you saw the result when they both collide in erotic exultation, she isn’t harmed she’ll come round in a minute,” reassured Jonesy.

He moved next to Ian and Abs on the settee gently stroking her nice flawless body until she opened her breathing became normal.

“That was amazing. I’m good in bed but you were amazing,” Ian said.

“It took a lot of effort and time to be that good. I’m glad you liked it,” Jonesy commented.

Slowly Abby came round and opened her eyes, they moved around struggling to focus before she stared in rapt awe at the two men before her. Quietly she spoke, “Whoa! What did you do? I feel like I’m flying.”

“I did something special my friend. I learned it in India. Are you okay?” replied the ultra experienced lover named Mark Jones.

“I’m okay, it was amazing. I still feel high like drugs or something. Ian while I feel like this I want you to make love to me, right now before this rush ends,” she whispered, urgency in her voice.

“Okay my love. Please move over Jonesy, I have my orders,” confirmed Ian, getting ready. He quickly wanked his cock so it was hard and mounted Abby. It slid right inside and he started to make love to his fiancée. She felt good.

She moved in perfect motion with him, the feeling of a tantric orgasm still with her not fading but remaining a plateau while her man made love to her. Boy oh boy this was something else!

Ian did a steady rhythm feeling his nice long cock up her tight cunt, an ideal fit that Jonesy had lubricated it, who needed KY Gel? His thrusts took his shaft in from the tip right to his balls and back again, each movement giving Abby more enjoyment and experience in one hell of shag.

Jonesy watched the couple make love not interrupting them; he was a patient man when the situation called for it.

For twenty minutes Ian made love to Abby and then he exploded into orgasm, bringing hers to match his. She orgasmed on the tail of his, hers hung just under the surface for many minutes following on from before leaving her breathless sand almost exhausted. Finally it was over, Ian collapsed in her arms and let the feelings of joy wash over him and her. Seemingly centuries later Ian kissed Abby and changed positions with Jonesy so he could have his turn and the swinging could be complete in a threesome.

Mark Jones carefully put his wide multi inch member up Abby, looking her in the eyes and telling her to say if he was too big or wide. She nodded her head and finally the other man was up her, slowly he got the feel of her and drew back and forth making love to her. They were a nice fit together, nine inches inside her because she accommodated Ian’s multi incher with no problem. He was not too wide unlike Jonesy, he fit gently inside.

At no point did he want to stretch Abs pussy too much or she would be in trouble. Nice and easy he moved his body thrusting delicately into his old school pal, he closed his eyes and imagined how Abby used to look in a school uniform at sixteen and how he wanted to make love to her then. Unbelievably he was shy then and never asked her or any of the other girls out at their medium size school. Was that inhibited shyness why he did swinging now? On and on Jonesy made love to Abby. She used to looked fine in her above knee dark blue mini skirt that made up part of her uniform backed up by a white blouse that barely held in her ample cleavage even at that young age. She was a real woman then. When did she lose her virginity, was it at school or did Ian take it? He wanted to know. Some things were left unsaid but not some actions; sex with other people was fine when everyone agreed to it, like now. No strings attached swinging. Not a full size swinger’s party but just enough, a threesome.

While Jonesy was inside Abby slowly pumping away, he decided to give her and Ian a full one year membership of his own swingers club for free, they both deserved it. He was sure they would love to be exclusive swingers.

  

Gently moaning Abs rose up the orgasm scale, again a slow burning one and the remnants from before re-ignited by Jonesy’s mesmerising actions.

In his mind he locked onto the image of Abby wearing her sexy school uniform, she was sat perched on the edge of a desk with her legs crossed showing all of her legs. Mark didn’t think she was aware that he was looking at her legs and how much he wanted to touch them, run his hand up between them up her smooth skin to her exceedingly erotic place. Right then in class he wanted to do it, in a Religious Education lesson. Who cared for musty old bible lessons when the lessons of the flesh were more real and extremely pleasurable? But Jonesy was stopped dead in his tracks, not by school discipline but by his own crippling sixteen year old shyness. What could have been?

He wanted to make love to Abby over the teacher’s desk and not care one jot for the strict school culture, if he was expelled so what? Even now, many years later he felt alive when he thought of that one moment, the time he became a man in his own head but not physically. Now he was a man and the king of his own swinging empire. Finally he got the girl after so long, how good she felt!

She enjoyed making love to Jonesy, moving her body in motion with him keeping her eyes shut like him concentrating on the moment and nothing more. What was she thinking of?

Jonesy was in the past, thinking of Abs in her school uniform but she was in the perpetual present, being taken over by every bit of this act of lovemaking. Different from what she had experienced before but the similar as well. Her orgasm spread through her body like an old friend, brought on by an equally old friend called Mark Jones. Even her fingertips and toes tingled. She vaguely felt his hand caress her inner thigh at the same time he thrust into her; his fingers brushed over her erogenous zone on her thigh heightening her pleasure bring her to orgasm. A scream blasted from her throat, startling Ian who patiently watched his lady being mad love to by another man.

Jonesy followed upon her heels, rapidly coming up Abby in a surge of spunk. It was now he thrust up her nicely stretched tight fanny giving her one last jolt of enjoyment before their union was over. A new world was opened up for Abby and Ian, the world of swinging.

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Two months later, the intrepid couple went to Jonesy’s swinging club in a most isolated spot in Cheshire. He wasn’t about; he was in Europe researching his new swinging book follow up and getting hands on experience to do another best seller. Ian and Abby were dressed to kill, he wore a charcoal grey suit with white poet shirt and soft brown leather Gucci shoes and she wore a hot blue dinner dress she had specially made for her. It showed half her lovely breasts, just enough leg to bring on tantalising thoughts and hugged her figure like a second erotic skin.

Showing their membership cards on entering the remote farmhouse, the couple took in the plush but not overbearing surroundings. Yes this was ideal indeed.

Ian whispered to the host who greeted them, “We have top recommendations from the proprietor Mr Jones, Jonesy, that our time at his club will be excellent and enjoyable.”

“Yes Sir, I can assure you your time here along with your partner will be most enjoyable and fulfilling. Please don’t hesitate to ask for me, Mr Blythe, if you need anything. Anything at all. I’m at your service, it is my pleasure to be of help,” replied the courtesan, humbly smiling.

“Thank you very much,” replied Abby grinning, her good looks taking charge of the situation.

“Please leave your jacket with the cloakroom staff Sir. There is no charge,” beckoned the smartly dressed man.

“Of course. I’ll leave it with you. You can take it there for me,” motioned Ian, removing his jacket and leaving it with the man whose role it was to serve them.

“Thank you, I expect the best service. Which bar would you recommend we get our drinks at?”

“I would recommend the Tower Bar Sir, go down the hallway and into the main room and it’s on the left. They sell a number of cocktails and light drinks to entice your mood and emotions.”

“Thank you, we will follow your recommendation,” Ian said.

 

The smartly dressed beautiful couple walked slowly into the main room and gasped in astonishment at the exclusive swinging club. It was exquisite in the least, like something from a Disney movie, breathtaking. They didn’t need urging to buy a drink from the well stocked long bar, some stunningly named cocktails were discretely listed on the wall.

Abby chose a “Nut Cruncher” made up of six different spirits and a mixer.

Ian picked a “Royal Rumble” and paid the scantily clad pretty bar girl and watched as she mixed the drinks skilfully and professionally. Nothing else would be allowed here. Taking a drink of his cocktail when it was done, Ian savoured the taste and smiled to the bar girl and to the woman by his side. Abs did likewise and nodded, very nice indeed!

Making their way over to the seating area they sat down and carefully placed their drinks on a red glass table nicely lit with hidden lamps, looking like it was on fire. Other couples walked into the room mingling with new and established members.

Taking in the scene Ian and Abby sussed out the situation; people got a drink/s mingled socially with other people or chatted amongst each other. At the end of the room several blue doors led off to different rooms. Ian guessed that these were the swinging rooms and Jacuzzis and whatever else were here. Ian asked Abs to pick a door.

“The middle one,” she replied mischievously. “I do wonder what goes on in all three, it must be wonderful fun my love.”

“We’ll do one at once, the middle on it is then. We’ll drink this and head over there,” agreed Ian, taking a huge gulp of his cocktail. Already it was going to his head giving him a feeling of euphoria.

Abby finished her drink before him and patiently waited for him. Soon they both trotted down the expensive carpet and reached the middle door; a gold door handle led them inside. Ian held his hand out and allowed his lady through first because she had picked the door and he opened it for her, because he was a gentleman and then he followed her through. Inside the low light level gave an impression of a gloomy cave but once their eyes were used to it they saw many naked forms sprawled out on a huge bed maybe twenty by fifteen feet. Eight or more people were on it, each of them naked. Other smaller beds were dotted her and there. One of these was unoccupied. Abs led Ian over to it by the hand and kissed him, this was where they would both swing.

Ian started to undress in front of Abby, she watched her man with hungry eyes not taking them off him. When he was totally naked he walked up to her and removed her clothing and gently placed it down on the floor by the best. Her nipples hardened in the ambient air of the large room, his cock twitched and went hard at the sound of several other couples making love. Ian kissed his future wife passionately and slowly pushed her onto the bed. It was king sized and luxuriously upholstered with expensive bedding and was so springy! Abs bounced up and down a couple of times and squealed in delight, this was such fun!

Ian laughed and ran his hand down her smooth thigh kissing her again, his hand found her moist most secret place; she grasped his cock and played with him. With no hesitation he entered her, his cock going up her tight lush cunt, homeward bound. They made love quickly and heavily, Ian being more rough than usual due to the springy bed and the pure rush from being naked in a room where four other couples were making love. Abs was coming, she groaned and gasped.

This got the attention of another couple on the next bed, a man and woman in their late forties but in excellent shape. Old enough to be their parents! In the dim light the older couple paused in their own lovemaking and watched the younger people so caught up in each other. Enjoying the little scene, they waited till both had finished and went over, totally naked and sat on the edge of the large bed.

Abby noticed them and tapped Ian on his shoulder, he looked round and smiled to his lady – this was it! He indicated to a spot next to them and the couple moved over on the bed not saying a word but the intention was there, to make love! The man came over to Abby and the lady to Ian and each embraced the other in nice kind sensual greetings and kissing. If this was fine it would progress to the next level of full penetrative sex and swinging.

The man was well toned, of medium height and well endowed with an eight-inch cock. He had jet-black hair which Ian suspected it was dyed but if so it was expertly done; his eyes were dark maybe green or brown it was difficult to tell in the low light.

His lady companion wore a wedding ring like himself but that didn’t mean they were married; she could be his friend, lover or swinging companion. She had a full figure, still with all her curves in the right places and her breasts were firm but not too large. Her figure wasn’t ravaged by the ordeal of childbirth. Her hair was blond and cut short but rather stylish, she looked between twenty eight and forty five. The only giveaway to the upper age was delicate crow’s feet near her eyes. She wasn’t beautiful but caught Ian’s attention by her relaxed poise and happy demeanour. He immediately liked her and she did him. Grabbing his huge penis, she shook her head in awe at the size of it.

He smiled when her hand folded around his cock and wanked him off slowly, bringing him a rush of blood to the head. Ian closed his eyes and lay back on the bed as enjoyment wafted over him.

Abby hugged the man who was as old as her father and in tiptop condition, her hands moved over his body feeling his smooth recently waxed chest and moved down to his dick. It was hard; the young woman took advantage of this, going down on him blowing him off.

Over the music that played seductively from hidden speakers, she heard the man gasp when her wet lips closed over his purple bell end taking it fully in her mouth licking and sucking the tip nibbling it to bring him almost to orgasm. Pre-cum dribbled into her mouth, it tasted salty. Urging herself on, Abby swallowed the older man’s cock fully almost making her gag.

She licked the shaft of his large dick feeling the firm hard blood filled muscle; in and out steadily working him to orgasm Abs gobbled him off. She brought up her right hand to tickle his balls. He moaned and closed his eyes lost in another world of lust and happiness and in a spurt of heady enjoyment he spunked up into Abby’s mouth.

Abs was caught unaware and spat it out, coughing a little. Opening her eyes she wiped her mouth and burst into laughter. With a huge smile on her face she moved position and straddled the man to ride him. Effortlessly his huge pecker slid inside the sexually experienced new swinger. She made love to him.

Ian went down upon the man’s companion. Her pussy was shaved and had a pair of lovely piss flaps in perfect alignment, it was almost a shame to disturb their symmetry but this wasn’t a visual art class, it was a practical! His tongue slowly probed between them checking them out, they were soft and tasted like a something wonderful, wondered Ian in his erotic mind. His tongue breached them and popped inside her beautiful cunt, he lapped at it like a man sipping a cocktail.

This was ten times better than the most exotic drink served at the bar. Ian licked her out gently flicking his tongue in a circular motion to titillate the lady, she responded with her body moving and sighing in rhythm with his delicate thrusts. For ten minutes this went on, he moved his tongue to her clitoris. Easily finding it he assaulted this with a volley of tongue flicks on her advanced group of nerves that were already hovering over her orgasm.

Nearly straight away her orgasm started washing over her engulfing her like a ferocious winter storm; her back arced like a cat and went rigid moving from side to side in extreme ecstasy. She screamed and bellowed in enjoyment, what had Ian done? Something very special, he didn’t stop even when her orgasm peaked and she relaxed he kept on at it licking her pussy. Her hands played over Ian’s head lovingly holding his head in position, he had no intention of removing it just yet he was a man who saw a job through satisfying his woman. He was aware of his fiancée making love to her man, it was obvious Abby was having fun and that was good the reason why they were here.

The older lady was pleasantly surprised with her find; an experienced younger lad who knew how to satisfy an older woman, very surprising considering the girl he was with was still only a teenager. Being an experienced swinger had its perks like being able to spot the newbies and the reward was ones who were worth it, not the usual inexperienced shy people who almost didn’t want to be here full of inhibitions.

Ian had delivered the goods by going down upon her for many enjoyable minutes and brought her a wicked orgasm that she still felt in her entire body. She wanted to be screwed hard doggy style; she removed her hands from his head and tapped his shoulder. He lifted his head and she motioned for a new sexy act, doggy style!

Rolling over and crouching on all fours the older lady prepared for this most erotic sex act. Ian grabbed her shoulders with one hand and guided his cock up her wet cunt with the other, his ten-inch dick slid inside like a sports car in a garage. Just right. He pumped her firmly and with conviction, groaning just loving it, didn’t she feel good! She was better than Abby’s oldest catholic sister and probably more experienced, now that was something! Ian looked over at his girlfriend; she was on top of the older man giving him a full session.

Abs moved up and down, backwards and forwards in a steady rhythm, her hands played down upon his chest which was covered with glistening sweat smooth like glass covered with condensation. His muscles were tough and toned; he matched her speed giving it back to her from below showing his experience. She responded instinctively, her eyes firmly shut and her head held high with an expression of unbelievable bliss.

What a great time it wasn’t over yet, she took charge moving even faster knowing the man was near to coming and holding back, how long would he be able to hold off for? She made sure it wasn’t long and tensed her vaginal muscles trapping his hard cock in a vice like grip. He was only able to move from her pussy juices and his pre-cum lubricating her cunt.

His breathing went ragged, quick gasps mixed with him holding his breath then big exhalations; finally he came, spunking up inside the younger lady who pounded him into submission demanding her own orgasm from her own body.

She came in a confused rush of emotions, all of them positive and enjoyable. Her eyes were half open and unfocused, her vision blurred. Sweat poured from her body. When it was over she was totally spent, she collapsed onto the older man and held him firmly utterly breathless. He held her gently stroking her hair, inside her a feeling of total sensuality floated through her, she was now a swinger!

Ian finished off the older lady, pumping her like a jackhammer from behind, that lovely slapping noise echoed forth a sound of progress and of an event happening. He leaned close to her back to stop his body cramping up but that wouldn’t stop him, this was too much fun.

When Abby and her man came he opened his eyes to watch them, how lovely his lady making love to an older man! This made Ian even hornier and he pumped even harder chasing his own orgasm, his drug of the moment that was better than any illegal high any day. He brought a hand round to play with her tits, these hung down and jiggled about gently in tune with their body movements.

Squeezing them Ian put one of her nipples between a finger and thumb, she gasped when he did it a bit too hard but he didn’t care. He was well into this, fucking an older lady. Maybe he should try it on with one of his mother’s single friends if it was so good? He mustn’t get caught though! In a roar that filled his head he spunked up the lady filling her with his seed, he didn’t stop before the job was over.

She was some way from coming but he hung in there his cock remaining hard all of it like a rod of iron, his advantage in life. Like a machine gun showing no mercy, he kept on target doing rapid fire hosing down the enemy. He punished her with his huge weapon ripping her orgasm from where it was hiding till it came and was exposed on the surface with nowhere to hide.

When it came it was even stronger than before, his lady screamed and her arms collapsed onto the bad, Ian followed her down managing to stay inside her and used all of his skill and effort to fuck her into oblivion.

She screamed one last time and passed out under the supreme effort of her younger lover, even when she was out cold and he should have stopped to see if she was okay, he thrust as fast and hard as he could. Finally it was over; Ian was now a swinger who was bitten by the thrill of something new and dangerously intoxicating – swinging.

Was this why he did it, it felt so good and yet seemed so naughty, almost illegal because it was that good? Thoughts spun in his head disorientating his mind, none of them bad and his body screamed from over use but what of the girl? He turned her over and saw her breath she was asleep. He kissed her and massaged her front keeping an eye on her; he didn’t want to fuck her to death! What next?

Make love to his woman Abby and then let’s see who else is in here. This place rocks. Just wait till we see Jonesy again. He can join us personally, this swinging is addictive that was for sure. Glancing over at Abby he knew they were on to a winner, she was curled up with her man like a cat with the cream. After he had shagged Abby, they could try one of the other rooms. What hidden secrets remained to be found?