Swingers Stories

"No shit!" is what I thought but did not say.

Donna turned to me and asked, "You're not into that pinky virginal sweetsy crap are you Rick?" Still unable to answer, she added, "I'll really show you something special." And with that she got up and did her own zooming down the hall.
"Well are you just gonna stare at my tits or are you gonna pour me some more of that good wine?" Alicia said with a radiant smile.

I got up, backed toward the kitchen, almost tripped over the coffee table and stumbled through the kitchen door. Once inside, I felt myself begin to breathe again. Sweat was beginning to form on my forehead. My heart was pounding. I leaned against the counter to collect myself. I looked for the wine.

  Hurry up in there Ricky!"

Among the messy hors d'oeuvres I spotted a green half gallon jug. That must be the wine. I grabbed the skinny neck of the bottle and made my way back into the living room.

As I entered, so did Donna from across the room. I dropped the skinny necked bottle on my foot. I didn't feel it.

  You strike me as this kind of guy, Donna asserted. She also twirled around.

She was dressed in a black-lace teddy with red lace trim. She wore black stockings with garter belts and black heeled shoes. The teddy was French cut well over her hips. That cut was almost as high as her neck-line was cut low. A wide and deep V plunged between Donna's large breasts. Beside her nipples there was little else of her breasts that couldn't be seen.

I stopped breathing again.

Donna moved over to me. She placed her arms around my neck and gave me another hug. I felt her breasts press against me. I also felt a tingling between my legs. I probably had experienced that tingling several times already but this was the first time that I had actually noticed it.

She slipped behind me without breaking her hug. Then she whispered into my ear, This is what you want, isn't it? God, you're a sexy man. All you need is a big cock and you'd be perfect.

I guess technically, under that rather limited set of criteria, I could now consider myself perfect.

  Wanna show me? Donna added as she came around to my front and backed away.

She took my hand and led me over to the sofa. I silently sat with Donna on one side and Alicia on the other. The two of them began kissing me. They started rubbing their hands all around my chest. What was I supposed to do now? AND WHAT WAS THAT SMELL! IT WAS DRIVING ME CRAZY!

I guess all men of any maturity eventually reach the point in an uncomfortable situation where instinct takes over. Like the point in time where an airline pilot knows he is going down and if he took the time to think about all the things he must do next, everyone would perish. Butall his training and gut instincts take over in such a crisis situation. He reacts with an inner knowledge and confidence. It becomes automatic. He becomes a machine that responds with lightning speed. His mind calculates and processes options instantly. There is never a moment of hesitation. He becomes a superman. All are saved. He is a hero.

I am no different. My mind and body knew what to do. Hell, one part of it was already doing it. My initial shock was quickly fading and was being overcome with much less sophisticated thoughts and urges. They were much more basic and primitive. I was rising to the occasion, literally. I couldn't let all those people in that plane die. One false step and we would be doomed. I had to perform brilliantly. It was all up to me. I couldn't let them down.

My mind, although a bit rusty, began to kick into high gear. Quickly the crust of inactivity broke away and revealed a still well lubricated and functioning mechanism.

With my arms wrapped around my two friends, I squeezed them close to me. They ignored the gesture and kept kissing me feverishly. Donna slid her hand down from my chest and pressed it between my legs. She cupped my balls firmly through my pants and repeatedly squeezed them. I felt my dick working hard to press from under her grasp. She would not let it. She followed the expanding member as it grew and started tugging at me.

Occasionally she would pause to slid her hand up and down its length. You DO have a big cock, don't you? she whispered loud enough for Alicia and I to hear.

I recall grunting something unintelligible.

Not wanting to blindly accept Donna's assessment for her own, Alicia's hand joined Donna's and they both stroked and played with me through my clothes.

I hugged the two women again and let my hand fall down from around their shoulders. I slipped each hand underneath their panties and found myself with two handfuls of the most delicious buttocks you could ever imagine. They were firm, warm and very smooth.

Leaning to one side caused my left hand to slip from Alicia's ass but plunge deep into Donna's panties. My fingers made their way down between her cheeks and around to the front of her crotch. They were pleasantly greeted by a hot steamy wetness that signaled Donna's aroused condition. The texture was delightfully thick and slippery. I was enjoying this as much as she obviously was. I pressed down further and allowed my middle finger to slip deep into Donna's pussy. At the same instant she stopped kissing my face, grabbed my crotch hard, and with a hot breathy expression of air, whispered into my ear, Oh yes! Fuck my pussy. Fuck me.

I began to do exactly as she requested. I pressed another finger into her and started to thrust them in and out of her eager pussy. She was getting wetter by the second. She was also drawing into herself. Like a parachutist about to lunge through the open door of an airplane, she was preparing for her orgasmic plunge into oblivion.

She let go of my now rock hard penis. She stopped kissing me and let her head fall back on her shoulders. She sat more upright so I could press even deeper into her. Her breathing became faster and so did my thrusting. I could feel her hard little clitoris press against my wet palm. She was about to come.

Totally ignoring her friend, Alicia kept kissing my and sucking on my neck. But when Donna let go of my cock, so did she. It was for a different reason though. Her deft hands quickly undid my belt and zipper. My pants were soon shoved down to my ankles. With equal ease and with a little help from me, she slipped my shorts down as well. The she grabbed me firmly and held me straight up.

  Mmmmm, she muttered as if confronted with a long desired desert.

My heart was really pounding now, it had been forever since I'd been in a position like this. Alicia slid down off the couch and positioned herself between my legs. Looking at me with a naughty look in her lovely eyes she licked her lips, opened her mouth wide and sucked me in completely.