Chapter 5
One Big Old Happy Family
"Eric and I have known Marge and Bill for almost fifty years, since just after we were married. When we first moved to Detroit, when Eric got out of the service and got the job in the car plant, Marge and Bill were our next door neighbors, the same age as us, and married just about as long. We've moved several times since then, like when Eric was promoted into management and we were able to afford a bigger house, and then into the apartment when the kids finally moved away,, but through all those moves we've stayed close to Marge and Bill.
"Since those early days, right after the war, the four of us have done a lot together, gone a lot of places together, the whole works. It was like we were all members of the same family.
"Then, two weeks ago, Eric came up with a suggestion that made us even more like one big family, and, after the first shock had worn off, one that I was able to accept and enjoy fully.
"Eric has always been a very strongly sexed man. When we were first married he used to take me at least once a day, or night, and on weekends it was often five or six times, or even more. There were even weekends when we would spend the whole day in bed making love, getting up only to go to the bathroom or have a quick snack.
"When I went through my change of life my desire for sex started to drop, but with Eric it stayed as strong as ever. I did my best to please him, to keep him satisfied, despite the fact that I often didn't enjoy it anymore, and, on the whole, I think I succeeded. Oh, I still enjoy sex. I enjoy it very much. It's just that I don't enjoy it as often as I used to.
"Anyway, two weeks ago we were over at Marge and Bill's for dinner, like we were every other weekend. On the alternate weekends they came over to our place for dinner. After the steaks we had a couple of drinks, then watched TV for a while. Later we had more drinks, and by the time we were ready to leave we were all slightly tipsy. That's when Eric came up with his suggestion, an idea that shocked all of us at first, but one that was also more than just slightly interesting.
"I knew that Mary had not been getting much sex out of Bill for the past few years, since he had slowed down a lot after his heart attack. We had talked about it several times, and more than once I had thought about how strange it was the way things sometimes worked out. Mary still wanted lots of sex, but Bill couldn't give it to her. I was past the point where a lot of sex interested me, but Eric still wanted it all the time. I guess that's why none of us were too upset when Eric made his suggestion. That we try wife swapping.
"He was quite persuasive about it. He talked all about how it had become almost a national fad, something that 'everyone' was doing these days. Then he talked about how we had been friends for all these years, and how the animal passions of our youth were behind us and we were old enough and mature enough now to appreciate a little variety. All in all, he was pretty convincing, and before long we all had agreed to give it a try.
"Eric had a book about swapping out in the car, and he brought it in. We all sat there and listened while he read parts of it to us, then he came to the method of swapping that he said sounded best to him. It was where two couples got together, changed partners, then one pair made love while the other pair watched. Then the two couples switched places, and when it was over they all discussed it and made comments, both as participants and as spectators. In this way, he told us, not only would we have the enjoyment of something new in sex, but we would all be able to learn something as well, and perhaps all be able to improve our sexual techniques through the critique and suggestions of others.
"We cut a deck of cards to see who would go first, Bill and I, or Eric and Mary. Eric and Mary won, so Bill and I settled down on chairs to watch as Eric and Mary stripped and laid down on the thick fur rug in front of the fireplace.
"I knew that Mary was reluctant to say anything about her forced abstinence in front of Bill, to avoid embarrassing him, but we could soon see that it had been really getting to her, and that she really needed a man. She got hot and ready almost at once, and we could see that Eric's busy hands were making her quiver all over. She reached up to touch his stiff cock, tracing the blue lines of the veins with the tip of her finger, then she closed her eyes and just began to tremble all over.
"Now," she said to him, her voice hoarse with her need. "Please, Eric, give it to me now!"
"She released her grip on Eric's cock and lay down flat on the nig, spreading her legs wide in invitation. The pink lips of her cunt were visible through the patch of gray hair between her legs, gleaming wetly. Eric settled down, next to her, stretching out full length, but he ignored the inviting openness of her waiting cunt. I knew Eric, and knew that he liked to play around a little before he stuck it in. One thing that he just loved to play with was a pair of tits, and Mary's were still full and firm, just the way he liked them.
"He felt them for a while, roiling the nipples around between his fingers, then kissed them. Then he got to his knees and straddled her stomach, the head of his cock rubbing against her hardened nipples. We could see just how this was torturing her, and we were surprised that she had enough control left for her next move.
"She lifted her head off the rag, bending it forward, trying to get her lips around the head of his cock. He sat there, just smiling at her, then he cooperated by sliding a couple of inches forward. Her lips opened slightly, and he slid his cock right into her mouth.
"While Mary sucked on Eric's cock, running her tongue around the head, then taking it deep into her mouth, Eric reached underneath his buttocks and once again began to play with her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples until they were as hard and tight as a couple of raisins. We could see that both of them were breathing awfully hard, and I was pretty sure that Eric was just about ready to come. After all, I had been in that position under him enough times that I had his moves down pretty pat. Mary must have realized that he was close, too.
"I don't want to have you come in my mouth," she groaned, at the same time releasing her lips from around his shaft, only to plant a big kiss right on the head of it. "It tastes so good, and I want all of it, but I want you to shoot off in my cunt this first time."
"Don't be greedy, honey," Eric replied. "We've got plenty of time, and I've got plenty of stored-up come. If you want it in your mouth, take it in your mouth. I really love having it there."
"Okay," she answered ... "Kiss my cunt, and I'll suck you like you've never been sucked before. That's a promise."
"For a moment Eric hesitated, and I understood why. He had never been much of a man for muff diving, even though he loved to have his cock sucked. I knew, though, that he would do it if that's what the woman wanted, and, sure enough, he turned around on top of her, settling his crotch right over her face so that she could take his cock into her mouth again, then bent forward until his head was between Mary's legs.
"As Eric slid his tongue between the spread lips of Mary's cunt she groaned, spreading her legs even wider, and one hand came down to the top of Eric's head, pressing him tighter into her crotch.
"As Eric began lapping away, flicking her clitoris into red stiffness with the tip of his tongue, the musky smell of their tightly pressed together bodies began to fill the room like a hot fog, and I could feel the heat of sexual excitement beginning to build in my own body.
"Mary knew that, once again, Eric was getting close to a climax, so she eased her attentions on his cock, her tongue now tracing the large vein underneath, back to the hanging hairy sac of his balls. We could see the wrinkled skin crawling at the touch of her tongue, and, completely by reflex, Eric's hips began to jerk and his cock pumped away at Mary's hair.
"With his fingers Eric spread Mary's pussy wide and, until our view was blocked by his probing tongue, we could see deep into that wet pink cavern. Then Eric shoved his tongue in deep, burying even his nose in her cunt as his hands went underneath her, grabbing her by the ass and lifting her up towards his face. Mary reacted by lifting her legs high in the air, pressing the insides of her thighs against the sides of Eric's head, and speeding her sucking on his balls.
"She began grunting and moaning, and then her mouth again went to Eric's cock, sucking it deep into her throat. Eric must have realized that Mary was even closer to coming than he was, and that it was time for him to either shoot his load into her mouth or turn around and come into her cunt.
"We could see that he was having a tough time pulling his cock out of Mary's greedily sucking mouth. He wanted to leave it there, and she didn't want to let go of it. He finally got it loose, and as he rolled off her, turned around, and prepared to climb back on, Mary raised her knees, spreading them wide in anticipation. Eric reached down and grabbed her by the ass, lifting her, letting his cock slide the length of her slit without actually sticking it in.
"Stick it in." she demanded, "Don't tease me to death. Fuck me. Fuck me!" Her last words were almost a scream, and Eric obliged her.
"He let the head of his cock slide between the lips, dropping down over her slightly, then stopped there for a minute. I knew that he liked to do that, just to feel his cockhead buried in the heat of a cunt. As he held it there Mary began to squirm under him, swinging and lifting her ass in an effort to get his cock all the way into her cunt, but he held back until, finally, she locked her legs around his waist and pulled him down, the muscles in her legs bunching, until his cock was buried deep in her cunt.
"Eric pulled up hard on her ass to make sure that he had every inch inside of her, then dropped flat on her body, not supporting any of his weight with his arms. We could see her breasts flattening under the load of his weight, the nipples hardening again as they were teased by the gray hair on his chest. We saw their tongues reach out wetly, then their mouths were pressed together in a deep kiss.
"Mary had her hips in motion, a constant swinging and twisting around the center that was Eric's cock as he began to pump it in and out.
"That's it, baby! Fuck, fuck, fuck ... FUCK ME!" she screamed, tearing her mouth away from his and whipping her long, blonde-gray hair from side to side on the rug. She was begging for a faster and faster pumping from Eric's cock, and soon he began giving it to her. He jammed up and down over her, thrusting deep, then withdrawing almost all the way. Up and down, up and down, and then, at the top of one stroke, he simply and suddenly stopped. How well I knew that trick of his. Right when both were ready to come he stopped and just teased her, the head of his cock barely inside her cunt.
"Don't torture me, you sonofabitch!" she yelled. She fought to pull him down, into her again, and after a few seconds he responded, burying his cock in her cunt with one hard, straight plunge. Mary let out a little scream, her legs went straight up in the air, and we could see a sudden flush begin to travel the length of her body. Her face was almost bright red, and her breath was coming in short, harsh gasps. Then, her whole body seemed to almost fly up off the rug, she came.
"Eric must have been holding back, waiting for her, because when she started to come he drew back, sliding his cock almost out of her, then slammed forward again, his muscles bunching as he pumped his load into her.
"We sat there and watched as his hips did their little jerking dance, then both of them simply collapsed onto the rug, soaked with sweat, completely out of breath, completely drained. They were through, and as I turned to look at Bill, sitting next to me on the couch, I realized that now it was our turn. Bill gave me a big smile, stood up, and began to take off his clothes. For a moment I was scared, then I stood up and began to strip myself. I was ready. More than ready. Right then I wanted Bill to fuck me more than anything else in the world."
Eric S., who arranged and engineered the entire swapping session described in this case history, obviously had reasons other than simple sexual desire, despite of what his wife may think.
We are inclined to believe that, after examining the narrative, Eric has two psychosexual deviations. A combination of exhibitionism and voyeurism, which could only be satisfied by watching two people in the act of sexual intercourse, and having others watch him as he performed with a woman.
Exhibitionism, which is one of the more common sexual deviations, is an action which consists of either the exposure of the genitalia as a means of achieving sexual excitation and gratification, or public performance of a sex act as a means of achieving greatly increased sexual satisfaction and gratification. The latter form of exhibitionism is the one which applies to Eric.
As far as can be determined, genital exhibitionism, as a sexual deviation, does not exist in women. None of the female samples studied by Dr. Kinsey derived erotic satisfaction from the public display of their genitals or of a sex act. On the other hand, display of nongenital parts of the body for the purpose of fore pleasure is more common among females than males.
According to psychoanalytic theory, the underlying psychodynamics of exhibitionism may be summarized as follows. Exhibitionism serves as a reassurance against castration anxiety in several ways. By exhibiting the penis the exhibitionist says to his audience, "Reassure me that I have a penis by reacting to the sight of it." In taking part in a sex act before observers he is saying, "Reassure me that I am still virile by reacting to my performance."
Although exhibiting the penis is aimed at excitation, it does not generally end in orgastic gratification. The exhibitionist gets final relief from his sexual excitement and tension either through intercourse or masturbation, although his fantasies concerning the exhibitionistic experience may lead to a spontaneous orgasm.
At home, the exhibitionist is usually insecure. There is an obvious lack of self-control with regard to aggressive drives, which, in turn, implies a maladjustment in his relationship with early environmental authority figures. Sadistic and masochistic drives are geared for discharge of rebellion. Exhibitionists are repetitious transgressors of moral and social taboos. Consequently, they keep reinforcing a strong sense of guilt and need for punishment.
The voyeurism which, is also a part of Eric's psychological makeup was first described by French authors as a means of achieving sexual excitation and gratification by watching nude women or a man and woman engaged in intercourse.
Dr. Kinsey reported that thirty percent of the men and nineteen percent of the women in his sample preferred coitus with at least some light. However, the percentage for the population as a whole is probably higher where actual voyeurism is concerned. For instance, strong interest and pleasure in examining erotic pictures and films, which are quite acceptable in many social circles today, would actually be considered to be a sexual deviation by many psychiatrists.
Sexual curiosity and libidinal excitement as a result of the sight of the love object are part of the normal sexual development of a child. In early childhood this sexual curiosity focuses on the parents.
The voyeur is fixated on an expression of this early curiosity, which aroused his castration anxiety, such as witnessing the primal scene or the sight of adult genitals while remaining unobserved.
As always, behind the castration anxiety there is a peat deal of aggression. Deviant voyeurism aims at avoidance of the complications of the love relationship — the dependence and the frustrations — and, at the same time, it expresses the voyeur's resentment and hatred of the object. The sexual deviation is also an act of defiance and rebellion against the superego.
In fact, no sight can actually provide the voyeur with the reassurance against the castration anxiety which he is striving for. As a result, either he develops an insatiable urge to see more and more, again and again, or his interest in watching genital activity is displaced into fore pleasure activities and even pregenital activities such as oralism.
In case histories such as this, one finds that, typically, the voyeur suffered severe frustrations and rejection during the pre-oedipal and oedipal stages of his sexual development. As an adult, he feels that his deviation is an attempt to recreate exciting, pleasurable childhood scenes with his mother. Watching forbidden exciting scenes, such as another man having intercourse with his wife, reminds him of past pleasures, such as the watching of his parents in their bedroom or toilet without their knowledge when he was a child and first developing an interest in the mechanics of sex.
Eric's mixture of exhibitionism and voyeurism could only be satisfactorily satisfied through a swapping situation. He could satisfy his voyeuristic desires by spying on his wife when she is in their bathroom, but his exhibitionism requires the cooperation of a third party. Through the swapping arrangement with their friends Eric is able to satisfy both deviant desires, and achieve full sexual satisfaction and emotional gratification.
"Nancy told you how we had to just sit there and watch Eric and Marge, her husband and my wife, going to it on the floor, eating and sucking and fucking and everything else a person can imagine. Eric had said that was a part of it, the watching that is, and for me at least it worked just the way he said it would.
"Sex hasn't really been that big a thing for me the past few years, especially since I retired. I find it very hard to get interested in sex more than once a week or so, but watching the two of them there on the floor really turned me on, and gave me all sort of ideas for things I'd like to try. Things I had never dared suggest to Marge.
"I could see that watching the two of them was having pretty much the same effect on Nancy. She was so hot that she was just sitting there shaking, and I don't mean mad hot. I mean sex hot. For a while I thought she was just going to grab me and rape me without waiting for our turn to come.
"Eric had put on quite an exhibition with my wife, and when our turn came I was determined that we were going to put on as good a show, and I was going to make it as good for Nancy as Eric had made it for Marge or die trying. With my heart condition, dying was entirely possible, too. The doctor had warned me about too much sex. He just hadn't bothered to mention how much was too much.
"When Eric and Marge finally finished putting on their show for us they got up from the rug and walked over to the couch without bothering to put their clothes back on. As I watched Eric light cigarettes for the two of them, I had the feeling that what we had just seen and what we were about to do was just the start of what was going to turn out to be a very long evening.
"When they were seated I stood up and began to pull my clothes off. Nancy held back for a minute, then stood up and took me by the arm, leading me over to the rug with both of us still fully dressed. I could tell that — even as hot as she was from watching the two of them fucking —- she was still afraid of what was about to happen, and somewhat hesitant about getting things started.
"Figuring that the best way to break the ice and get her started was to take the lead, I put my arm around her and pulled her around in front of me, bending my head down to kiss her. Her lips were warm and firm under mine, and as she tried to push me away with her hands I increased the pressure of my body against hers, holding her with one arm around her waist and the other cupping the back of her head.
"She didn't struggle for long. Her arms went around my neck and she began to return my kiss with a building passion to match my own. My hand went under her blouse feeling the firm skin of her back as my hand stroked up and down along her spine. I stopped the stroking to release the catch on her bra, then I turned slightly to make space between our bodies, bringing my hand around and up to cup one of her full breasts, feeling the nipple harden against my palm as we continued to kiss and press our bodies together.
"She brought one of her hands around between us and began to unbutton my shirt. When she got down to the third button she broke our tongue-searching kiss and moved her lips down to my throat, then across my chest as she unfastened the rest of the buttons. Lower and lower her lips went, tracing little paths of wetness across my skin. She marked each rib with a kiss, then drew a line across my stomach with her tongue, pausing for a second to run the tip of it around inside my belly button.
"She was almost kneeling now, and as her hands released my belt, unsnapped my pants and pulled down the zipper she settled to her knees on the floor in front of me. Her hands went under the elastic of my shorts on each side, and as she slowly pulled them down, dragging them over the bulge of my hardened cock, her lips traced a path downwards from my navel.
"Her warm, wet tongue traced an outline around the hair, as my cock burst free and my shorts dropped around my ankles. She dropped lower, kissing the insides of my thighs, then ran her tongue- lightly over my bails. She sucked one of them into her mouth, squeezing it gently, then brought her face up under my cock, her tongue tracing the length of it right out to the head.
"I could feel a fire burning in my cock ... the slightly cold wetness of her tongue was doing nothing to put it out. When she ran the tip of her tongue lightly around the ridge just behind the head of my cock, I dropped my hands to her head, entwining my fingers in her hair.
"She brought her slightly puckered lips back to the head of my cock and kissed it lightly, and when she did I pulled her head forward, forcing my cock between her lips. Her teeth stopped me for a minute, but after a little nibble she opened her mouth wide and I shoved my cock in as far as it would go, all the way to the back of her mouth and part way down her throat.
"She gagged a little for a second, but then began to suck, hard, while drawing her head away. When she was back to the base of the head I again pulled her forward, pushing my cock deep into her mouth, and when I was all the way in she began to hum, sending thrilling vibrations the length of my cock and into my burning body.
"I no longer needed to guide her head. She was sucking away at my cock, moving her head back and forth, my meat sliding in and out between her full lips, the smooth white skin of her face making a strong contrast to the vein-ridged redness of my probing cock.
"The fire built up inside of me to an intensity that I hadn't felt in years and soon my hips were jerking back and forth in time with her sucking. She moved her mouth faster and faster up and down the shaft of my cock, her tongue licking around the head of my organ each time she drew back, and suddenly I just couldn't wait anymore!
"I grabbed her head with both hands and forced my cock all the way into her mouth, back into her throat, just as it exploded, my hips jerking spastically as I pumped my hot load into her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed, drinking every drop of it, and when that hot fluid stopped spurting from the end of my cock she drew back a little, sucking hard on my cock to get every last drop out of it, and then looked up at me, a smile and a question on her face.
"I reached down and took her arm, pulling her to her feet, wanting to kiss those gleaming wet lips, but she held back, coming up slow, retracing her path up my body with her lips. When, at last, she was again standing in front of me, I pulled her close and our mouths locked in a deep kiss. While we kissed, my fingers were busy with her clothes, pulling them off her body. Now it was her turn.
"We dropped down to the floor and I bent my head forward, running my tongue across one of Nancy's still firm breasts. I licked and sucked and bit lightly at her nipple, a nipple which hardened immediately into a small nub, standing tense and dark against the creamy whiteness of her breast.
"Nancy just laid there for a minute, enjoying the attention I was giving her body, then she pressed her hands lightly against my chest, pushing me back down flat, "Let's do it again, lover," she said. "I love the taste of that beautiful cock of yours."
"I wanted something more than another head job, but I decided to cooperate for a little longer. I dropped down flat on the rug and Nancy just sat there for a minute, staring at my still-hard cock. Then she bent her head forward, towards it, taking the weight of her body onto her elbows.
"With her lips still locked together Nancy kissed lightly at the head of my cock, at the same time reaching down with her fingers to tickle lightly my hairy sac. She must have felt me tensing up as she worked on my balls, because she began to press her mouth and lips hard against the flesh of my knob, using the roundness of it to spread her lips apart as they slid over it.
"When the end of my cock was pressed tight against her teeth she opened them just enough to let it pass through, keeping hard pressure around it with her lips, at the same time letting it slide slowly into her mouth until her lips were wrapped tight around the shaft, just behind the ring at the base of the head. After a few seconds she released the tight pressure of her lips around my shaft and gently ran her tongue over the head of it, then down around the ring, just using the tip of her tongue. I felt my balls tighten up where they were resting in the palm of h«r hand, and my hips moved slightly all by themselves, sliding my cock a little farther into her mouth.
"Nancy drew back away from my cock for a second, then once again she slid her lips down over the head of it, brushing at the small slit in the head of it with the tip of her tongue. She let my cock slide right on into her mouth this time, her lips going past the head and around the shaft, further and further down its lengths until she felt the head pressing at the back of her mouth, right at the entrance to her throat. For a brief second I thought she was going to gag as I pressed it up into her mouth, but she overcame the urge.
"She let my cock slide out of her mouth again, pressing hard against it with her lips and putting a lot of suction on it. When her lips were back against the ring around the base of the head she slid it forward again, into her mouth, but not all the way in. She let it slide out again, this time to take a deep breath of air, and then I guess she was going to go back down on it, but I didn't give her a chance. Instead I grabbed her around the waist, pulling her forward until she was laying on top of me. My tips pressed up against hers in a hard kiss, a kiss that she wasn't ready for or expecting, but as I pressed ray lips hard against hers my tongue forced her mouth open, separating her teeth, then plunged into her mouth.
"As she began to respond, moving her tongue around, feeling with it, I began to run my hands over her smooth body. Without breaking the kiss, or interfering any more than necessary with my hands, which were roaming all over her, she moved her body around on top of mine, spreading her legs, and dropping them down on each side of mine. My erect and throbbing cock 'stuck up between her legs, the end of it higher than the curve of her ass as she slid her body up and down on mine, blending our sweat together as our bodies would soon be blended.
"Her spread cunt lips were pressing lightly against the hot shaft of my cock, and the hair between her legs, brushing over the head of it, was almost driving me out of my mind with desire. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer. That soon I would have to get that throbbing organ of mine inside of her body.
"As the passion began to build up in me, I began to move my hips up and down, the stiff, hot shaft of my cock sliding smoothly up and down between Nancy's legs, the length of it pressing against her dripping cunt lips. Nancy lifted her body slightly, letting the head of my cock slide between her spread lips until I felt the head of it pressing at her vaginal opening. Once my cock was in the right place, Nancy began to move her pelvis around in little circles like a belly dancer, all the time keeping the head of my cock pressed tightly against the entrance to her cunt. Finally I could take no more of her teasing, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her down, impaling her on my stiff cock.
"My cock slid right into her well-lubricated cunt, probing for the entrance to her uterus. The hot feeling of that big piece of meat of mine, spreading the walls of her pussy apart and shooting fire from my body to hers seemed to be more than she could take. She grabbed a hold of my thighs, digging her fingernails into my flesh, and tried to pull me up, even deeper into her cunt.
"We just laid there, with me loving the feel of my cock buried full-length in her hot pussy, then she eased the grip her cunt muscles had on my shaft and rose up above me, sliding her wet tunnel up the length of my cock, until only the head of it was still inside her. At that point I grabbed the cheeks of her ass and pulled her down on top of me again, sliding my cock deep into her cunt with one smooth thrust of my hips.
"We both began to use our bodies for pumping, Nancy humping her ass up and down over me, while I jerked my hips in time with her humping. It was only a matter of seconds before she was ready for her first climax, but she consciously suppressed the sensations that were flooding through her body, wanting to enjoy the crescendos of electric sensuality that were racing along her nerve paths for a little longer before releasing them in an orgasm. I tried to hurry her, to keep her with me, but she held out against my urging.
"Then, suddenly, she couldn't hold out any longer, no matter how hard she tried to hold back, and she began a frantic pumping up and down on my cock, a pumping which I matched stroke for stroke with the jerking of my hips and the frantic clawing of my fingers, locked in the soft flesh of her ass.
"It took only five hard, full-length strokes before Nancy reached her climax, and as the hot, shuddering fire flashed through her body I felt the length of my cock, buried inside her hot pussy, begin to jerk spasmodically, shooting a boiling hot jet into her clutching cunt.
"Neither of us had any kind of control over our bodies right then as we thrashed around on the floor. We jerked and heaved, moaning, groaning and crying out in our pleasure, then — like a pair of punctured balloons — we collapsed ... drained for the moment.
"Marge was watching us with open-mouthed amazement during our performance, and I saw the shock on her face as I rolled Nancy over onto her back, slid my cock out of her cunt with a soft pop as the fluid-sealed vacuum broke, and turned to her with my cock still standing out stiff and straight in front of me, waiting for another target.
"Eric just sat there on the couch, watching us with a film of sweat on his face as Nancy, moaning with pleasure as she brought her legs together and moved out of the way, made room for my wife on the blanket. Marge stretched out next to me, and I spread her still-beautiful legs apart with my hands then knelt between them. My cock was still straight and hard, and when I sort of bent at the waist, bringing the head of it down towards the moist patch of hair between her legs she gave a little moan of anticipation and lifted her hips to meet me. I drew my cock back, though, and instead bent my head to her crotch.
"Marge's cunt lips were gently shaking and twitching in anticipation of the touch of my tongue, and that first touch, the gentle back and forth sliding of my tongue barely within her cunt, began an immediate heating of her body that I could feel radiating out towards me. I kept running my tongue slowly back and forth, back and forth, in no hurry, sliding it in no more than a half an inch, until I knew that Marge was going to scream if I didn't do something more soon.
"With all the smoothness I could manage I slid my teasing tongue deep into her pussy, teasing no more, flipping the tip of it around inside her, tasting and tickling her cunt walls. Then I slid it out again and rubbed it gently back and forth across the supersensitive bud of her clitoris.
"I knew that Marge had never felt a tongue so educated, so loving and tender, so exciting. She had never liked this sort of thing before, so she hadn't known what she was missing. In minutes I had her completely wound up, and her movements told me that she wanted to do something to bring me to the same high pitch of excitement before she came. She wanted me to come inside of her, and she wanted it soon.
"By pushing and pulling on my shoulders and arms, wherever she could reach, she got me to start turning around, and I shifted my position without for a second taking my tongue from her cunt until she got me to spread my legs on either side of her shoulders, my cock pointed straight at her open mouth. She lifted her head up and kissed the head of it, then wrapped her lips around it, sucking hard. I didn't waste a minute in following her lead. I drove my cock down, just as though I was driving it into a cunt, deep into her mouth and on into her throat. That was where she wanted it, and right away she began putting some strong suction on my throbbing cock.
"I began pumping my cock in and out of her throat, and each time I pumped I would drive it a little farther. With each thrust Marge would hum a little, causing that* little piece of hanging flesh at the back of her throat to vibrate against the shaft of my pumping cock, and the more she hummed the harder and faster I drove my tongue in and out of her cunt, bringing both of us quickly to the point of orgasm.
"My stiffened tongue was driving in and out of her wet cunt with almost frantic speed, and every so often I would pull it completely out to dart a little lick at the stiff little shaft of her clitoris, then send it right back deep into her cunt. I wanted her to beg for the feel of my cock in her cunt, and I knew that she was close to that point. The point where she wouldn't be able to hold out any longer.
"To get a better shot at her pussy I slid my hands under her ass, lifting her up off the floor, and when I did I slid my fingers into the crack of her ass, one of them coming to rest right on that tight little pucker of her asshole. I poked away at it, probing for an opening, then slid it deep into her rectum as she consciously relaxed her anal sphincter. I gave her asshole the same treatment with my finger that her cunt was get ting from my tongue. All the time I was making these moves my cock was still driving in and out of her mouth, burying itself so deep with each stroke that I could feel my balls slapping against her throat and, I thought, the head of it pressing against her tonsils.
"A few seconds later I figured that she needed a little more turning on, so I slid my tongue out of her cunt, down along the crack between her legs, and shot it through her spread asshole as my fingers held her cheeks spread wide open. It was only a couple of minutes before I got a new rhythm going, one that I could feel was driving Marge wild. My tongue would shoot deep into her asshole, withdraw, then dart into her cunt for a quick lick. Then I sent it straight back to her asshole, while, during all of this, I kept my cock working in her mouth and a finger busy on her clitoris.
"As good as my tongue worked on her ass, though, I knew that she wanted still more. She wanted the feel of my cock inside her cunt. She was right on the verge of an orgasm, and so was I. As a matter of fact, I was having a hell of a time holding back, waiting for her to beg me" to stick my meat into her waiting cunt. Finally she couldn't hold back any longer, and she pulled her mouth away from my cock.
"Oh, now, now! Get it in me now. For heaven's sake ... FUCK ME!"
"I gave her asshole one last lick, going deep, then one final pinch on her clitoris, then I lifted my head, and used my hands to quickly pull her over onto her stomach. She enjoyed getting screwed by Eric so much, let's see how she likes getting it in the ass from her husband.
"After flopping her over I knelt again between her spread legs. My hands went to her hips, grasping and lifting them and — knowing what was coming — Marge bent at the waist and knees, lifting her ass to me, waiting for my cock. I slid the head of my cock into the crack between her buttocks, and since my hands were busy holding her waist, keeping her ass up in the air, she reached back with one hand to direct me. My cock was well-lubricated with her saliva, her asshole was wet with mine, and she let go with a heavy shudder of pleasure when I slid my hot meat through her anus, plunging with one strong stroke all the way into her rectum.
"I slowly began to slide my cock in and out of her asshole, and with each stroke she would press her ass back against me, back until I could feel the hair around the base of my cock pressing against her butt, Back until I could feel my balls swing forward, hitting against the lips of her cunt, until I was buried all the way inside her sweet ass.
"She began moaning and crying, begging me to give her more and more of my cock, faster and faster. I knew that she was ready to come right then, and with my cock buried all the way inside her ass I stopped pumping and bent forward, pressing my chest against her back, and began to kiss the back of her neck. She turned her head a little to the side, and when she did my teeth found her ear.
"My hands slid down from her waist, supporting her weight on my forearms, and I slid a finger into her hot, wet pussy. With my other hand I searched out the area of her clitoris, pushing lightly against the flesh there until Marge began to moan her excitement. That was more than she could stand right then and she ground her ass back against me, moving it back and forth, up and down,, begging me to get my cock working again before she went insane with anticipation.
"Slowly I began to slide it in and out again, drawing back until only the head of my cock was inside her anal ring, then sliding forward again until I was buried full-length in her ass. It was time. Suddenly my cock was jumping around inside her and as my come flooded into her ass she had her own orgasm, a frantic bouncing up and down on the rug, reaching around behind herself to hook her fingers into my ass, trying to pull me even deeper into her. Then it was over, and she collapsed under me, my cock popping out of her ass as she fell. She laid there, unmoving, as I knelt above her, and I couldn't help but wonder if she had gotten as good a come out of Eric. I didn't think so."
Fortunately for Eric, both the voyeur and the exhibitionist are strongly motivated to seek treatment because of the difficulties which usually develop in their heterosexual activities, such as will no doubt develop when Eric's wife tires of the swapping association that Eric has developed with their old friends. With treatment we are sure that Eric, despite his advanced age will be able to get control of his deviant impulses.