Chapter 3
Janet's world was bathed in a warm, hazy glow after they finished the last of the wine. She wanted to stack the dishes in the kitchen and wash them in the morning, but Fred insisted they clean everything up so they wouldn't have to face it in the morning. Janet compromised, sharing a snifter of their special brandy with him as they cleaned up. When they were done, they went into the living room and Janet turned on the stereo. Fred picked up the day's mail and sat on the couch. "It's warm in here," Janet announced, pulling off her brief nightgown and stretching her nude body sensuously. She was disappointed when Fred seemed to ignore her nudity, but she was so high she really didn't care. Holding her hands on her full hips, she sauntered across the room and sat down next to Fred on the couch.
Janet stared at him for a moment, her eyes having some trouble focusing, then she decided she would see just how long he could ignore her. She leaned forward, trailing the nipple on her full tit along his bare arm. The sensation of the hair on his arm rubbing against her sensitive bud caused an itch in her cunt. I am horny! she laughed to herself. And if he doesn't make love to me, I'll sit here and masturbate in front of him. I'm also drunk! she thought as she realized she would never do anything like that.
Fred was aware of Janet's luscious body. He knew she was high and horny, but for some reason he wasn't in the mood. That bothered him. He was always in the mood for Janet. She had one of the sexiest bodies he had ever seen, and she was a hungry lover. He wondered if it was because he had fucked the young Puerto Rican girl that morning. That couldn't be it, he told himself. He wasn't down to the once-a-day routine yet! Janet was making him nervous as he sorted through the mail. He knew he'd have to take care of her, eat her off if he couldn't fuck her. Why did she have to pick tonight?
Anger and determination were building in Janet as Fred failed to respond, even kiddingly, to her advances. She decided on a more direct approach, leaning down and unzipping his pants with one quick movement. Her searching fingers worked trough his shorts and grasped his cock. It was limp as she pulled it out and nestled her head in his lap. Janet loved this, to take Fred's prick when it was soft and lick and kiss it until it grew hard in her mouth. She pulled the pubic hair away and darted her tongue out to lap at the soft head. The salty taste invading her mouth made her heart pound faster and the itch in her cunt grew more demanding. But instead of sucking it into her mouth, she licked it gently until the head and shaft were moist. It was a delicious game, but Janet was mildly annoyed that he hadn't responded. Fred usually became hard the minute she began licking his cock.
Fred was only partially aware of what was taking place in his lap. His attention was directed to a magazine he had just taken out of a plain manila envelope. It was called Modern Swinger, and Fred knew he had never seen it before.
Attached to the cover was a typewritten note: You have been recommended for membership in our club by some friends who will remain for the present anonymous. Here is a complimentary copy of our magazine. Membership details appear on the inside back cover.
"Did you send in for this?" Fred asked.
"Darling, I'm busy with your delicious cock," Janet laughed, sucking the soft shaft into her mouth and running her tongue over the head hungrily. Fred ignored her, giving in to his curiosity about the strange magazine. He read the club's rules on the inside front cover and immediately recognized that this was one of those mail-order wife-swapping clubs. There was an article on sexual liberation on the first several pages, along with a number of display ads for sexually oriented material such as vibrators, creams, and pornographic books. But what caught Fred's attention were the hundreds of small classified ads that made up the remainder of the publication. Many of the ads had photos of nude or near-nude people who were seeking partners for what they described as "swinging".
He was surprised at how good-looking the people were. Many of the girls were in their late teens or early twenties, and the men were handsome and well built. The ads themselves left little to the imagination. Young couple, 22 and 19, seek attractive partners for uninhibited parties. Anything goes. And, Attractive couple, have genitals- will travel. Oral and group oriented.
Fred felt the blood begin to surge through his body as he read ad after ad and looked at the provocative photos. There was one of a beautiful brunette with a gorgeous set of tits. Fred was sure he had seen her somewhere, but he couldn't place her. There was another of a petite Chinese girl with small pointed tits and a heavy bush on her cunt. "That's more like it, darling," Janet sighed as his cock grew as hard as a rock beneath her hungry tongue and lips. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and began moving the foreskin up and down. She slowly pulled her head up from his lap.
"What in the world are you reading?" she asked when she saw the magazine in his hands.
"It's a wife-swapping club," Fred replied.
"Oh, come on, Fred."
"I mean it. Look for yourself."
Holding his cock in her hand and stroking it, she leaned over his arm and stared at the magazine. "Who are those people?" she asked. "Members who want to swap."
"Are you serious?" Janet asked, the haze clearing from her eyes as her interest increased. She looked at the photos and began reading some of the ads. "They don't look like what I thought they would." "What did you expect?" Fred asked with a smile. "I don't know, but they aren't freaky at all. The girls look pretty nice, and some of the guys are handsome. Doesn't that look like Sylvia?" she asked, pointing to the brunette Fred had noticed. "Sylvia who?"
"You know, the girl that worked at your office just before the company closed. I think she was Mr. Bergner's secretary, wasn't she?" "That's who it is!" Fred exclaimed. "I thought I recognized her!" "And that man there," Janet said, pointing with her free hand while she continued stroking Fred's cock with her other, "sure looks like Marty Kraeger, a salesman that calls at our office all the time. Can they print photos of a man's prick like that?"
"I suppose so," Fred replied with a chuckle.
"Pretty well built, isn't he?"
"Is he ever! I wonder what it would feel like to have something like that in you?" Janet couldn't believe the words had come from her mouth and she felt the blood rush to her cheeks in a blush. She had never talked like this before, especially with Fred. She knew it was because she was drunk. "I was wondering what it would be like to ball that little Chinese girl," Fred said.
"She's cute," Janet responded, moving her hand faster on Fred's cock as she felt the shaft begin to pulse with rapidly flowing blood. Fred took a last look at the magazine, then tossed it on the couch and reached over to take Janet in his arms. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears and he knew he hadn't been this aroused in a long time. Mashing his lips against Janet's, he grabbed one of her tits and began massaging her erect nipple firmly. He felt her immediate response and he groaned when she removed her hand from his pulsing cock to begin unbuttoning his shirt.
Breaking the embrace, Fred opened his belt and quickly slid out of his pants and shorts, kicking his loafers over the coffee table in the process. Janet's busy fingers had his shirt open before he could finish removing his socks.
As he stepped free of his clothing, Fred pushed Janet back on the couch and handed her the magazine.
"Your turn," he announced with a smile. "You mad while I give you some head."
Janet wanted to reach for his cock, but Fred put the magazine in her hands and dropped to his knees on the floor in front of the couch. He pulled her soft, luscious thighs apart and stared into her exposed cunt for a long moment. Janet was a natural blonde, and her pubic hair was the color of golden wheat. It was thick and curly, but it did not cover the gash of her pussy.
As Fred forced her thighs apart, her large clitoris popped into view. This was one thing Fred loved about Janet's body. She had the largest clitoris he had ever seen on a woman. It was a fleshy nubbin that poked from between the lips of her cunt like a miniature cock. It was bright red, and Fred knew she was thoroughly aroused. He leaned forward, teasing her with kisses all along her full thighs. He ran his tongue along her right thigh, brushed over her moist mound and brought it back along her left thigh.
Fred smiled to himself when he saw the muscles in her thighs quiver. He brought his face directly into her crotch and inhaled deeply of the intoxicating, heady odor of her cunt. He knew she had perfumed her cunt for him before dinner, and the thought seemed to add to his excitement. Nuzzling his nose at the top of her soft mound, Fred brought his tongue out and made a full circle of her cunt lips. She had that salty flavor that always excited him and he saw her clitoris quiver as he deliberately raced his tongue by it. The odor and flavor of her pussy made the blood pound in his balls.
He reached in with his fingers and separated the lips of her cunt, forcing her erect cit to pop straight out. Fred brought his tongue across the surface of her bud and heard her moan with pleasure. "Pick out the best-looking stud in that magazine," Fred said, "and pretend you've got him captured between your legs giving you head." Then Fred placed his lips around the excited bud of her clit and gently pulled it into his mouth. He allowed his teeth to gently scrape the surface as he began sucking it, and Janet's legs flew up and locked around his bobbing head.
Janet had to grit her teeth and dig her nails into the material of the couch to keep from crying out when she had a small orgasm the minute Fred pulled her clit into his hot mouth.
She pressed her thighs against his ears and arched her hips to grind her cunt into his face. His teeth scraping the edge of her clit drove her wild. Every nerve ending in her body seemed to be connected directly to that button between her legs. Tiny electric shocks originated there and shot through every inch of her body. She could feel Ins tongue moving slowly back and forth over the surface of her swollen clit, and it felt as if he were licking her entire body with each stroke. "Ooooohhhh!" she moaned, grinding her hips and rubbing the bottom of her cunt against his chin.
Janet's eyes opened and she looked at the magazine in her hands. She stared at several of the photos of men with their cocks hanging down between their legs like short pieces of thick hose. Janet liked to think of herself as sexually sophisticated, but she really wasn't. This was the first time she had ever seen anything like this. She had heard about wife-swapping, but she never really believed it existed. She remembered buying a male nudist magazine when she was fifteen. She had kept it in her closet and masturbated for months with it as she stared at all the naked men with their long pricks dangling from their hairy crotches. That and a few adult novels were Janet's total exposure to sexually oriented material.
The magazine she held in her hands was one of the most exciting things she had ever seen, and having Fred down on her, his hungry, talented mouth chewing and licking her to a frenzy, was driving her to new heights of arousal. Looking at the magazine, Janet wondered what it would be like to have one of those gorgeous pricks in her mouth while Fred ate her like this.
The thought sent shivers racing through her system and she thought she was going to explode in Fred's hungry face!
Fred felt the torrents of excitement raging in her body. The muscles in her thighs were rippling with spasms and her hips were jerking almost out of control. He heard her moan and gasp for breath and he knew she was very close to climax. Often, Fred would make her come this way and then arouse her again before he fucked her, but tonight he was too excited himself. He rammed his tongue inside her hot cunt and tucked her that way for a moment, then pulled his face away from her steaming crotch. "Oh God, Fred, hurry!" she moaned, her body quaking with desire. Fred saw that she was holding the magazine clutched near her face and decided to let her look at it while he fucked her. He grasped her narrow waist in his hands and turned her over on the couch so that her luscious ass was humped in the air. He pulled her up into a kneeling position and poised himself behind her.
"Look at the magazine while I ram it to you," Fred said in a husky voice, his balls aching as he stared at the creamy white cheeks of her ass. He'd always wanted to stick it in her asshole, but he'd never done it. And now wouldn't be the time, he cautioned himself as he saw her lean on her elbows and position the magazine below her eyes. He smiled as she turned the pages.
He moved forward, grasping her hips in his hands and guiding his swollen cock to her open cunt. Lodging the head just inside her vagina, Fred braced his knees and lunged forward with his hips. "Oooohhh!" she groaned as she felt his thick prick ram into her. It always hurt at first because Fred was so big and she had such a tight cunt. Even when she was well lubricated, it was a tight fit. But she loved it and the tightness served to increase her pleasure. Fred watched his long, thick cock disappearing between the cheeks of her ass and felt his balls ache with a demand for release. He held her hips firmly and braced his knees against the edge of the couch as he began tucking her with long, hard strokes. He loved the tightness of her cunt. It wrapped around his prick like a hungry hand and milked him as he moved in and out of her body.
Janet opened her eyes as the pain of his first penetration subsided. She loved the way his prick so completely filled her cunt. It felt as if her whole body were wrapped around that surging, pulsing cock that lunged in and out of her. Janet's eyes dropped to the magazine and she focused on a photo of a very handsome man with a long, slender prick that looked as if it were partially erect. She saw his balls hanging behind his cock and the thick bush of his pubic hair seemed to beckon to her. She could imagine herself in this position, with Fred behind her ramming his cock deep inside her while she held the other man s cock in her mouth and sucked him for all she was worth.
The image became real and her mouth formed an oval shape as she could almost feel and taste his prick between her lips. Janet heard her heart pounding in her ears as her body became a molten mass of sex. Fred felt her cunt muscles begin to expand and contract as her body trembled. He dug his cock as deep inside as he could and tucked her faster and faster until his balls rumbled.
"Ooooohhbh! God, Fred! AAAAAAAiiiieeeee!" Janet screamed, digging her nails into the material of the couch as her body exploded in one of the most frantic orgasms she had ever experienced. Fred saw Janet's climax rip through her body and he held her tight as he lunged into her and relaxed his rigid control. His balls inflated and erupted, sending jets of his hot sperm racing through his prick into her body.
"AAAaahhhh!" Fred groaned, the satisfaction of his release weakening the muscles in his trembling legs. He continued pumping his prick into her until every drop of his sperm was spent. Then he held her still for a long moment, enjoying the tight grip of her emit around his cock. As the pressure decreased, his cock slid from the sleeve of her cunt and Janet fell forward on the couch. Fred collapsed next to her, catching his breath. After a few moments, Fred reached over and took a cigarette from the box on the coffee table, lighting it and handing it to Janet. They always shared a cigarette together after sex.
"Good?" Fred asked, seeing that Janet's body was still quaking.
"Fantastic!" Janet sighed, handing him the cigarette.
"Better than usual?" Fred asked.
"God, yes!"
"For me too," Fred said, taking a long drag on the cigarette before handing it back to her. "And I think I know why." "Why, darling?"
"Because of that wife-swapping magazine," Fred said slowly. "It's new and exciting. You'll have to admit it stimulated you." "I guess so," Janet replied.
"What did you think about as you looked at the pictures?" Fred asked softly.
"Well" Janet began, embarrassed as she remembered her thoughts.
"Come on, tell me," Fred coaxed. "No secrets."
"I looked at the men's pricks," Janet said with a blush.
"And?"
"And I wondered what it would be like to suck one while you were eating me," Janet said very softly, ashamed to admit her thoughts. "And I wondered what it would be like to suck one while you fucked me. Isn't that awful!"
"Why is it awful?" Fred asked. "From everything I've ever read, your thoughts were perfectly normal."
"But people don't do things like that," Janet protested. "The swingers do," Fred replied quietly. "That's their bit. They've broken all the traditional rules about sexual behavior. They do what they want, what they enjoy. And it obviously doesn't hurt them. Look how many swingers there are today. I read somewhere that there are over eight million in this country alone."
"You mean you wouldn't be jealous if another man made love to me?" Janet asked in a surprised voice.
"It would depend on the situation," Fred replied seriously. "If it were in swinging, no I wouldn't be jealous. I'd be happy to see you having a ball. You'd be doing it just for pleasure. But if you started having an affair on the side, became involved in a romance that could affect our marriage, I'd be jealous and hurt."
"Do you mean you agree with this wife- swapping business?" "Why not? If people decide they want sexual experiences for the pleasure of sex, why not? I think it makes sense. Swingers don't get involved in a dozen little romances, stolen moments in shabby hotels. They're open and aboveboard in what they do, and they satisfy their natural desire for different sexual experiences in a healthy way. Personally, Janet, I wouldn't mind trying it myself. I'd be lying if I denied I'd like to fuck Sylvia or that little Chinese girl, for example. And are you going to tell me you wouldn't like to fuck that Kroeger guy with the big cock?" "No," Janet responded hesitantly. She thought about it for a moment and had to admit to herself that she would like to find out what a cock that size would be like.
"Would you be willing to try it?" Fred pressed, the idea exciting him. He reached over and began massaging Janet's clit as they talked. Janet's legs eased apart at his touch and she moaned softly as excitement once again began to flow through her body. "I don't know, Fred. Oooch, that's good!" She reached for his cock and was surprised to find it already erect. She began stroking it as Fred's finger slipped into her cunt.
"What is there to lose?" Fred said, finger-fucking her slowly as he massaged her clitoris. "We join this club, try a couple of people, then quit if we don't like it. If we dig it, we set our own pace. If you're against it, we'll forget it, honey, but I sort of find the whole idea kind of exciting."
"God, Fred, you're driving me crazy again! Oooh, I like that! If you want to, I guess we can see what it's like. I might be terribly embarrassed. You know how shy I am."
"I don't know how I'll react," Fred said, his breath coming fast and heavy as Janet stroked his cock and he thought about being able to fuck all those young girls. "But maybe it's time we brought ourselves up to date in sex. Swinging is the big thing now, and we're a little old-fashioned." "Let's be old-fashioned right now, darling," Janet sighed, turning over on her back and pulling him to her by using his cock as a handle. "You can old-fashioned fuck me to death!"