Chapter 6

In Chapter One we briefly discussed the revolution that is sweeping through our society and the breaking down of the conventional building blocks. The disturbances and unrest are due in large measure, as we said, to the overall rejection of the establishment, and of what establishment stands for.

Much of this stems from the fact that the revolutionaries are holding the establishment up to the light of truth and are finding great shades of hypocrisy. In other words, the young people of today are not only questioning the old order of things, but they are also finding through observance that what the adults preach is not always in fact what they practice.

The sexual revolution perhaps more than any other revolution today provides the greatest fuel for the fire. What are the young people of today coming to, adults ask. But any major metropolitan newspaper carries more than enough stories concerning the sexual escapades of adults to prove that perhaps the young people who are acting up, as it were, are only following the lead of their elders.

More and more today we hear of instances of adult wife swapping, not simply on an isolated level, but on a grand, organized scale. Many communities now have known wife-swapping clubs which provide members with scheduled meetings in facilities that are set aside for the purpose.

And oddly enough, it seems that just about every form of variant sexual behavior goes hand in glove with the others. In other words, a person who might participate in a wife-swapping group is probably free-thinking and uninhibited enough to indulge in oralism, analism, lesbianism or homosexuality, and even incest.

Needless to say we couldn't offer this observation as a sweeping generality, but based on reports, studies and the like, it does appear to have some basis.

Ruth and Edward Brecher, writing in their book An Analysis of Human Sexual Response, point out that there is a greater tendency now for adults and younger people to actually participate together in sexual games, rather than each going their own way. Perhaps this is our modern day equivalent of bridging the generation gap.

In any event, we think it likely that the joining of forces might occur more naturally when there is also a predisposition to the joining of two variant forms of sexual behavior.

CASE HISTORY

Frank M. was forty-six years old. He had been married to his wife Marie for twenty-three years. They considered theirs a happy marriage, as marriages go, and they lived a comfortable life on Frank's income as a swimming pool salesman. They had had one child, a daughter, who was now married herself.

Janine had been the delight of their lives all the time she was growing, but now that she was twenty-three and off living her own life, Frank and his wife began to feel an emptiness about them. At first they assumed that it was simply the adjustment necessary for no longer having their daughter in the house, but soon it became obvious that there was something more.

Frank and Marie had always enjoyed sex together, and they frequently tried new and interesting variations. Marie was less interested than Frank was, but she knew how much it mattered to him and she went along with his ideas to keep him happy.

Frank had introduced his wife to oral sex and analism, and while she never could quite get used to taking his cock up her ass, she did learn to appreciate sucking his prick. She didn't swallow his come as a rule, and this annoyed him sometimes. After all, he figured, if a woman really loves a man, she should be willing to take that part of him inside her.

He enjoyed eating her box, and sometimes spent long minutes nuzzling her slit and nibbling on her clit. He liked to poke his tongue into her cunt hole and work it around and around. Then he liked to fuck for a good long time, working himself up to a come and then slowing down until the pressure subsided, and then starting in again.

But something had happened to their sex life. Frank felt that no matter how much he tried to vary it, it was always still the same. And yet he wasn't about to give up. He was still as potent as a young stud, and he wanted his sex hard and hot.

Then one day he had occasion to stop by to visit one of his previous clients, to see if they were happy with their pool, and he stumbled onto quite an unusual party in progress. There were about six couples sprawled around the pool deck, and no one seemed too interested in swimming. Instead, it seemed as if they were sizing each other up, and from snatches of the conversation he figured that he had guessed right.

Later on, as the owner of the house was escorting Frank back to his car, he let the cat out of the bag and Frank listened spellbound as the man told him about the wife-swapping club. The couples joined around the pool and picked their partners for the night. Then they went off to different rooms in the house and fucked like mad!

Sometimes the parties went on all weekend, depending on how active the group wanted to be. There was no money involved and everyone brought his own liquor.

The man told Frank that the whole purpose behind the swapping was to bring as much variety to fucking as possible. After all, variety was the spice of life, and lots of people needed that spice.

Frank gave considerable thought to what he had seen and heard and decided to see what Marie thought of it. He expected that she would be against it at first, and she was. She just couldn't understand how all those people could see nothing wrong in being unfaithful.

Her husband tried to explain that just swapping didn't mean that the person was being unfaithful. After all, both partners were present, and it wasn't as if something was being done behind the other's back.

He let the matter drop then, but mentioned it again from time to time. Finally Marie decided to give it a try. Whether or not she actually wanted to try it, or whether she was willing to do it for Frank, he didn't know. But somehow he figured that as soon as she got a taste of some of those fresh young guys that he had seen she would be glad they joined.

Frank called the man back and all the arrangements were made. The next party was scheduled for the following Saturday evening. It was to be a moonlight swimming party with fun and games afterward. And Frank could hardly wait.

The moon had already risen by the time Frank and Marie arrived, and the party was in full swing. The underwater pool light was on and it cast shimmering blue patterns over the swimmers as they moved through the water. A portable bar had been set up on the patio and everybody was serving themselves.

Frank and Marie were warmly welcomed by everybody, with the men paying particular attention to Marie and the women to Frank. The age range appeared to be pretty wide, and Frank noticed some girls who looked like they might be in their early twenties. He felt his cock start to swell at the thought of having one of those girls for the night.

He watched Marie out of the corner of his eye, and he thought he saw quite a bit of interest building up in his wife. She was chatting with one of the young men who had introduced himself to her and they looked like they could hit it off in bed very easily.

Frank and Marie split up at that point, each meeting new people and drinking with them. And every girl Frank met made his prick get harder. If this went on much longer, he thought, he would just shoot off right in his pants!

Then he heard the doorbell ring, and the host went into the house to admit the new arrivals. At that point Frank's attention was drawn to one of the girls in the pool, and it wasn't until several minutes later that he looked up across the pool and stared at his daughter and her husband.

At first he felt embarrassed at being caught here by them, but then he figured what the hell. They were here too! Marie was at the other end of the garden, and Frank knew that she couldn't see who the new people were. Then Janine and her husband split up and she walked over to her father.

"Hi, Dad," she said in her most matter-of-fact voice. "Haven't seen you here before."

"This is my ... our first time," he mumbled, suddenly aware of the full, rounded tits on his daughter. He wanted to glance down at her crotch to see if her pussy pouted against her swimsuit, but he held his eyes in check. Janine laughed and they sat down on the pool deck together.

They talked for a few minutes, and Janine told her father how she had wanted her husband to try different ways of fucking with her but he seemed to be shy and hesitant about it. Then she talked him into joining the club and he'd been better ever since.

Then the host announced that it was time to start the activity inside, and for that night they were going to try something different. Each of the girls was to go inside the house first and find a room. Then when they were settled, the men were to go in and pick a room. All of the lights would be out so it was going to be pot luck.

Janine got up and went inside with the other woman and Marie went in a minute later. She still hadn't seen her daughter or her son-in-law. Then, after a few minutes, all of the lights in the house went out and that was the cue for the men to go in and claim their woman for the night.

The men stumbled against each other as they tried to make their way through the house. It was particularly difficult for Frank, since he was unfamiliar with the house and didn't really know which way to turn. But finally he felt an open doorway and cautiously went in.

The room was one of the guest bedrooms, as far as Frank could make out, and by the dim shaft of light coming in the window he could make out the naked body of a girl sprawled on the bed. He knew what to do from there on.

He got out of his clothes in less than a minute and walked over to the bed. The girl held her arms up to him and he let her draw him down beside her. Already he could feel the hotness of her body, and his cock rose up again as if on command.

Then, as he pressed his face against the girl's and kissed her hotly, a sudden shock went through him. He knew who this girl was. It was his daughter!

He jerked away suddenly, aware that he almost had fucked his own daughter. But then Janine pulled him back. "Don't stop, Dad," she whispered, "I want you to do it."

With that she started to massage her father's prick, letting her fingers run back and forth along the pillar of hot flesh, and squeezing the engorged head of it. Frank knew then that he wanted to do it too, and he lowered his head once again and kissed his daughter, this time forcing his tongue between her lips and pressing hard.

His head began to swim with thoughts of Janine as she was growing up, and he remembered how he had felt when he had seen her blossoming tits, and had watched her cute ass twitch from side to side as she walked. And the more he thought the harder his cock became, until finally he ached to sink it deep into her cunt.

He started to move to get between her legs, but Janine sensed what he was going to do and stopped him. "Don't Dad, not yet. There's something else I want first."

Janine told her father to straddle her chest and work his cock up to her mouth. Then, while she lay on her back, she took his thick prick in her mouth and began to suck it. She worked her tongue feverishly across the head, whipping frenzied life into it. Then she started to slide up and down on its length, and Frank helped his daughter by pushing and shoving with his hips.

She reached around and cupped his balls which were banging against her chin and she began to massage them. She worked on his balls and his prick at the same time, and then lowered her hand to caress the soft spot right under his balls.

Frank was certain that he was going out of his mind. He had never known this kind of ecstasy, and as he felt the weight inside him start to build, he wondered if she would swallow his come. His prick throbbed and yearned to release its load and he started to fuck her face even faster.

He glanced down at his daughter's face and watched her eyes as they rolled spasmodically. Then he reached behind him and dipped his hand in her twat. She was hot and juicy already, just from sucking on his cock. He wondered then if she could come just from a blowjob.

But before he had time to give it any more thought his prick exploded in her mouth, shooting bolt after bolt of creamy come down her throat. Janine swallowed repeatedly, and still the cream spurted. Finally she had to turn her head a little to the side in order to swallow the rest of his giant load.

Then, after it was all over and his cock stopped its throbbing and heaving, Janine let it plop out of her mouth and took it in her hands. Very carefully she pulled along its length, working every last drop of her father's seed out of his organ. And each little glob of come that appeared at the tip of his prick she licked away, savoring it slowly.

"Now Dad," she said, "eat me out."

Frank needed no more encouragement and snuggled down between her legs. Then he dug into her snatch like it was a box lunch, nibbling and sucking and finally bringing her to a gushing come. Then he felt like he was ready to go again and he got into position to fuck her. His cock slid easily into her hole and he fucked her like he had never fucked a girl before in his life.

They fucked around in this way until dawn and then they decided that maybe their bodies had had enough for one night. Frank had come six times and Janine four. Then as they were dressing they worked out a schedule for Frank to visit Janine whenever her husband was away at work.

Frank left Janine's room before anyone else was up. He didn't want to run the risk of Marie's finding out who his partner had been. After all, Frank reasoned, he had wanted the spice of variety and now he really had it. He had Marie, the swapping club and Janine. Any more spice and he would have been pickled!