Chapter 13
Well, the time must come for all of us. The time when we stop going it alone and get married! I was in my thirties, and I was tired of coming home to an empty apartment most nights. I wanted some permanence, someone who, no matter what else she or I might do, would be there for me.
And I found her as one more of my blondes. The minute we saw each other, we knew we might stray, but that we were fated to spend the rest of our lives together. Even though I was an advertising executive by now and she was a young, blue-collar type, I knew she was the one.. .
I met my wife Tanya in a working-class bar. She was, and is, a cute little blonde, with a figure that just won't quit, maybe even better than that of Heather from the Bahamas. That first night, her big round boobs in a tight, cut-off T-shirt, and her sweet round ass in equally tight and equally cut-off shorts, were more than enough to set my juices flowing. There was also her rough, earthy manner, which promised endless, uninhibited fucking. And when I looked into her wide, frank blue eyes, something just clicked that told me it was all over.
Tanya surprised me by not sleeping with me before we were married, but I surprised myself by not minding. On our wedding night, I found out she was a virgin! As with many blue-collar women, all her lustiness had masked some prudery about sex. But with a diamond ring on her finger, everything changed. She became an erotic acrobat, an absolute dynamo of sex!
"Do it to me. Now!" my bride panted, her pink tongue actually hanging out. She was lying back naked on the king-size bed of the honeymoon suite. Her big boobs were standing up like perfect hemispheres, her juicy thighs were spread, and her yellow-haired pussy was wet and ready.
"I'm aching for your dick," Tanya concluded. "Pop my cherry. Please!"
I almost had to smile at what I'd gotten myself into. But there was a deeper attraction between us, which I moved to satisfy. With a tender look, I lowered myself into her outstretched arms. Cupping her firm round ass in one hand, pulling her to me, I started my rock-hard cock into her slit. She gave a little gasp when I broke through her hymen, but soon she was enjoying it immensely. She kept talking, too, which didn't exactly put me off!
"Oh, yeah!" Tanya moaned, as I got into a strong, thrusting rhythm. "Look at me, folks. I'm getting laid. I'm fucking! I've got a dick in me. Oh, yeah!"
I kept on pumping her, with a freedom and a newness I hadn't known in years. She was not only in her early twenties, but she'd never had a man before. It was as though I, too, was starting out fresh. Her pussy was hot and incredibly tight, like a velvet glove on my sensitive rod. The feel of her smooth, warm body was heavenly. Her firm round boobs, red nipples hard, brushed my chest and soothed my heart. Her hips swiveled and her furry mound pushed up at me.
Then, even though it was her first time, Tanya came! Her white flesh quivered, and spasms of joy went through her compact body. Her pussy put out floods of new female juice.
"Oh, damn!" she shrieked, thrashing her blonde head around, gritting her teeth and beating her fists on the bed. "That's awesome! I never dreamed it would feel so great. Wow!"
At that, I couldn't hold off myself. With a few more thrusts, I reached a huge, throbbing climax that involved not just my cock, but my whole straining body. Then I shot jet after jet of hot, white cum into her juicing hole.
If I'd thought that would go unnoticed, though, I was mistaken.
"Oh, wow!" Tanya squealed, as I filled her with my load. "I can feel your stuff in me. That makes it even better. Ooo, I love fucking!"
Then, as I slid my dick out and lay back beside her, I was in for more mind-blowing moments.
My new wife reached down to her pussy and wet her fingers with my seed. She licked it off with her pink tongue, and smiled.
"Mmmmm," she purred, her naked body wriggling. "Tastes good!"
She went on to inspect my cock, which was still half-hard. Her fingers explored around the head, then trailed down the shaft and fondled my balls.
"Wow!" she exclaimed, her blue eyes widening. "It's so big and beautiful. No wonder it felt so great in my pussy."
Finally, her hands moved away from me and between her juicy thighs. She opened her wet, pink slit and examined herself as if for the first time, tugging at her tender folds, tickling her clit, and plunging her finger deep inside.
"Yes," she nodded. "I just love fucking. From now on, I'm going to do it all the time!"
That suited me just fine, though I hoped I could keep up with her! With a grin of satisfaction, I gazed at my blue-collar bride. Not only had I broken through her prudery and awakened her endless, vocal curiosity about sex. In truth, I'd created a nympho!
After that first night, Tanya and I had regular sessions of all-out fucking. Even the boring parts of my advertising job didn't bother me, because I knew I'd come home to find her ready for love.
She'd gone back to school, to a community college, but at night she learned sex from me. I taught her everything I knew, and soon she was inventing moves of her own. She joined me as an absolute lover of carnal delights.
One evening, for example, I found her on the bed on her hands and knees. Her big round boobs were hanging down, her naked ass was squirming, and her wet pink pussy was open wide. She had one hand down between her legs and two fingers up herself, masturbating like mad.
"Looks like you started without me," I laughed, shedding my clothes.
"I just couldn't wait," my blonde wife pouted. "But I'd much rather have your dick than my digits. C'mon!"
So I knelt behind her and gave her my instantly hard rod. After about a minute in her tight, heavenly sleeve, I brought her off, wiggling and squealing. Then she motioned me around to her other end.
"Time for suck-suck," she said, her pretty face looking devilishly wanton. "Let me suck you off!"
Early in our marriage, Tanya had discovered that she had a big oral appetite for cock. Tonight, though, she gave me head in a way I could hardly believe. Her dreamy blue eyes gazed up at me and her head tilted back as she took my throbbing member deep in her mouth. She formed her lips to my shaft, used her hard tongue on its underside, and sucked and sucked. While she did so, she reached back under herself and stroked her clit, playing along. I watched her arching back and her wiggling ass, lost in a sexy world of my own.
"Oh, yeah!" I gasped. "Do me, lover. Oh, you're the best!"
"Mmmmm," she hummed around my pulsating rod. "Mmmmm!"
Suddenly, a massive orgasm broke at the base of my dick and flowed out along its twitching length. I spurted long and strong into Tanya's waiting mouth. She swallowed my stuff down like a sexual gourmet.
"Mmmmm," she went again, slowly releasing my supremely satisfied cock. A bit of leftover cum dribbled out between her pretty lips, and she licked it off. "Mmmmm, mmm, mmm!"
That was just one of our raunchy good times. But as Tanya became more experienced and sophisticated, I thought she was ready for something I'd never ruled out of our marriage. In fact, she began to hint about it.
And that was an open marriage, or swinging! When I tied the knot, I'd sort of thought there would be "life afterward," that was, with other partners, highly sexed guy that I was. And when I saw what a sex-bomb she'd turned into, I knew, all jealousy aside, that she should have that, too.
The first time it happened, it was almost by accident. A couple about my age, Frank and Liz, moved in next door. They were both trendy, dark-haired, and good-looking. But Liz was something else.
Outside a magazine or a video, she had the biggest breasts I'd ever seen! I'm sure that one or two magazines had even asked her to pose for them. If it was possible, her tits looked even bigger on her otherwise slender body. Whenever I saw her, I had real trouble keeping my eyes off them. I pictured them bare, extending halfway to her waist and thrusting powerfully outward, too. They'd be smooth and white, with thick red nipples and wide, puckered aureoles. Viewed from behind her back, they'd be visible sticking out to her sides. And if she bent over, those enormously heavy, swinging hangers would be enough to blow any man's mind!
I dreamed about Liz and her tits, about kissing them, holding them, even sliding my hard dick between them. Some nights I stood guiltily on my balcony, hoping to catch a glimpse of her naked in her bedroom next door. At last she and Frank invited Tanya and me over for dinner, and my dream suddenly became real.
We sat in their living room afterward, talking about our jobs and our marriages. But, try as I might, I still couldn't keep my eyes off Liz's mammoth breasts! She was wearing a white knit top, without a bra, as if on purpose to drive me crazy. Finally, to my deep embarrassment but present relief, she and Frank noticed me staring. And that was when I really found out how great a free, swinging life could be!
"So you like my boobs, huh?" Liz asked me forthrightly.
"I wish I were dead," I replied, hanging my head. "I'm sorry. I'll just leave."
"No," Frank said. "It's okay. I know that my wife has that effect on men, and so does she. Why wouldn't she, with what nature has given her? We stopped fighting it long ago."
He smiled. "In fact, that's why we invited you and Tanya over tonight!"
I looked at my wife, who still seemed a bit doubtful. But I couldn't care, because my dick was suddenly in charge. And it was all over anyway when Liz grinned, crossed her slender arms, and pulled her knit top off over her head!
There were her naked tits, even more prodigious than I'd imagined! She showed them off to me from all angles. Their thrusting weight was unbelievable, almost too much for my eyes or my mind to handle. Then she lay back on the sofa, where she was sitting, and cradled their quivering roundness in her arms. Now they were like world globes, each as large as her head. Completely uninhibited, she smiled over at me, then licked her big nipples to hardness with her long pink tongue.
"Mercy!" I exclaimed. I'd always wanted to use that line, and I'd saved it for the best female spectacle of all.
Then I just did what I had to. While Frank and
Tanya simply watched, I stood up and got out of my clothes. I raised Liz's skirt, pulled her panties off over her firm ass and her slim thighs, and primed her fine, dark-furred pussy with my fingers. I reached in my wallet for a condom, got over her, and slid my throbbing dick deep into her slippery tightness. As we proceeded to fuck, I held myself up on my hands so that I could see her endlessly inspiring mammaries. They were an absolute symphony of erotic motion! Their smooth, shape-changing flesh bobbed up and down and out and sideways, crowned by her big red nipples.
"Oh, yes!" Liz sighed, meeting my thrusts down below, reminding me that there was more than her breasts. "Fuck me, neighbor. Do what you've wanted to do!"
I certainly did. But her words, and her boobs, inspired me further. Pulling my dick out of her pussy, I moved up on her chest. Then, as I had wanted, I fucked her tits themselves! She held them up for me, making a second quim, as my long, slick dong slid between them. For a moment, it occurred to me that that might not be all right with her husband, but then I realized he must have done it dozens of times.
"Oh, good," Liz moaned, as I pumped her wonderful white tit flesh fast and hard. The enormous size of them, and the way they changed shape and hit on my balls, totally drove me wild.
"That feels marvelous," she went on, echoing my own sentiments. "Do you know, my boobs are so sensitive that just stimulating them properly can make me cum?"
I could believe it. But I believed even more in the fantastic orgasm that was about to overtake me. Still, I wanted to try one more thing. I slid out, had her get up on her hands and knees, and I fucked her juicy pussy from behind. Now her gigantic breasts were hanging, and so far down that their nipples brushed the sofa! When I reached for them, I was barely able to hold their tremendous weight in my hands. When I let them swing freely, they moved, fully visible from her sides, not only back and forth, but in circles!
Now, lunging her love hole back at me, Liz really went for it. "Harder!" she urged me, her tits going into even more motion if it was possible. "I'm cumming. Oh!" And, with a rush of hot juice around my frantically thrusting member, she got off like a shot.
That was enough for me, too. My arousal, which had built to an incredible height, broke like a dam with millions of gallons of water behind it. I didn't shoot gallons, but I did pump gob after gob of hot, urgent sperm.
The whole time, I'd been unconscious of my wife and Liz's husband looking on. When I slid out of the incredibly buxom brunette and glanced over, Frank was smiling as though he'd had many such swinging sessions before. But Tanya's pretty face was a study. I thought she might hate me, but, instead, her blue eyes were glazed over with lust. And she was staring not at Frank, but at Liz, who was once again lying back on the sofa, cuddling and coyly licking her mammoth breasts!
So it wasn't another man my blonde wife was going to try first tonight, but another woman! Intrigued, since she'd never gone bi before, I sat down in a chair to watch.
Tanya quickly got undressed, baring her compact, sexy body, at which Frank also stared approvingly. Then she walked right over and lay down on top of Liz. They kissed deeply, and started grinding their pussies together. My wife's firm, round tits pressed onto the other's huge, softer ones, nipple to nipple.
After that, they swung around head to foot and really got into it. Liz, obviously no stranger to lesbian sex, raised her dark head and burrowed her face between Tanya's juicy thighs. She got her tongue on her hot, wet slit, and soon I could hear loud slurping.
My wife was slower, because it was her very first woman to woman experience. She curiously explored her partner's creaming quim, opening it with her fingers and tracing its tender folds. And her usual outspokenness applied to what she was doing now.
"Ooo, look!" she squealed. "I've never seen the inside of one except my own. It's so pretty. So pretty and pink!"
That made Liz, on the other end, eat her faster. But now Tanya started to eat, too.
"Yum," she purred, going down between the other's legs and getting her first taste of spunk, if she'd never tried her own. "Tastes good!" Then she stuck her tongue deep and began licking like a pro. It was incredible for me to see my wife doing that!
The two women moved faster now, undulating their naked bodies, their smooth flesh quivering with lesbian delight. Tanya's straining belly slid over Liz's gargantuan, upright knockers. Her round ass was in the air, wiggling wildly. Her yellow-furred pussy was wide-open, practically dripping juice onto her female friend's tongue.
That was too much for Frank. Looking at me with a smile and a shrug, he stood up and shucked off his clothes. I'd fucked his wife, and now he was crazy to get his dick inside my wife's waving snatch! Rolling on a rubber and kneeling behind her on the sofa, he slid into her. Soon he was thrusting in rhythm, holding her by the waist to pull her to him.
That position, of course, put his plunging cock right over his own wife's face. So, like a good spouse, Liz kept eating Tanya, but also tended to him. She sucked his balls and tongued his shaft as it went into Tanya's tight hole. She also got her tongue tip right at the point of entry, so she could do both of them at the same time!
Now my blonde wife was going totally wild. She had Frank's cock in her, Liz's tongue on her, and a mouthful of the latter's pussy to boot! It was a powerful turn-on for me, too, as I sat and watched. In fact, still being naked, I stroked my growing erection and played along.
Then Frank came. "Oh, yeah!" he shouted, fucking faster and faster. "Oh, baby. This is stupendous. Ah!" His kneeling body went rigid as he pumped. "Ah!" Supremely satisfied, he pulled out his dick and retired to a chair.
That would seem to have been ungentlemanly, to have left Tanya in the lurch. But Frank grinned at me, then nodded at the two women still going hotly at it. Apparently, he wanted my wife's first lesbian orgasm to be just that.
And, sure enough, Tanya exploded! With Liz's practiced tongue working her, she'd built up to such a frenzy that her curvy, compact body was indeed like a bomb going off. Her smooth back arched, her tail wiggled, and her breasts shook as bolts of sexual lightning ran through her. I had surely married a hot one, born to be that way with either sex!
"Oh, wow!" my sweet blonde went, cumming and cumming and cumming. "Oh. Oh. Oh!" She fell down onto Liz, in a female heaven all her own.
In the process, I figured that the huge-breasted brunette had cum, too. But I knew that I, at least, had been left in the lurch. My dick was achingly hard by now from what I had seen, and no amount of self-stroking would make it get off the way I wanted it to. So I got a rubber and got back into the action, walking over to the sofa, urging Tanya and Liz up, and sitting down between them.
"Help," I laughed, gesturing to my throbbing, upright rod. "Help!"
And they did. Suddenly, two pretty heads, one blonde and one dark, dipped to my lap. First, my busty neighbor went to work, twirling her pink tongue around my dicktip, sending happy shivers up my spine. Looking wantonly up at me, she licked the length of my rock-hard shaft. Then she took me deeply into her hot mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she eagerly blew me.
"Oh, yeah!" I moaned, leaning back and shutting my eyes. "You're my idea of the girl next door!"
Next, she released me and got her monster mams involved, too. Lifting their incredible weight in her hands, she massaged my cock and balls with them. She moved over me and laid one on each of my straining thighs. My wife's boobs were big, but next to these marvelous things, they looked small!
But soon Tanya pushed Liz aside. Given her appetite for cock, her mouth hungrily addressed my throbbing member. She tilted her blonde head and took me deep, after which she sucked fast and hard. I felt like an ancient emperor, with two women tending to me!
Now Frank wanted some special treatment, too.
He squeezed in beside me on the sofa, and the women included his dick in their oral play. They switched back and forth between us, doing us well. After a while, it was hard to keep track of who was at work on whose schlong.
At last, I felt myself cumming. I was between Liz's lips at the time, and just as I'd pumped in her pussy to start off the evening, now I filled my rubber in her hot mouth. My orgasm, as a result of what she and Tanya had done, was powerful. My head swam, and my jerking rod felt magnificent. I groaned and came for a long time. And Frank, with his cock in my wife's mouth, came as well.
"Damn!" he exclaimed, as we all sat back on the sofa. "I wish we could do even more. Each climax is better than the last one!"
For my part, I was amazed by the endless possibilities of swinging, and by the really outrageous turn our evening had taken. I'd been quite a stud, granted, before my marriage, but most of it had been one on one. With two or more couples, it was a whole new world!
Then Liz, taking her husband's words to heart, undertook to arouse us guys for one last round. Getting up, she put on some music and started dancing around the living room, using those awesome, improbable tits of hers to perfection. Making sexy hissing sounds, she bent over and shook her heavy hangers, their thick, hard nipples pointing straight down. She lifted them to her mouth one by one and sucked at those nipples, looking wantonly at us. She turned her back, got her monster mammaries under her arms, and pushed them all the way out to her sides! That looked incredible, given her otherwise slender body and her tight, round ass.
And that brought Frank and me up again. "Let's sit on their laps," Liz said to Tanya. "That's how this all started out, just sitting around talking. But now that 'talk' will be a lot better!"
So, to end our swinging evening, Tanya took Frank's lap and Liz took mine. With their backs to us, they lowered their hot, wet pussies onto our upstanding rods. Inch by delicious inch, they took them in, wiggling their sexy hips, gasping and sighing. Then they started a rocking, fucking motion, in long strokes, so that we could see our slick shafts sliding between their tight pink labia.
"Ride 'em, cowgirls!" Frank grinned. "Ride 'em!"
Now the women moved faster, thrashing their heads around. It was great to watch their straining shoulders and backs as they gave us their all. We stroked their round, firm butts and reached around to cup their moving tits in our hands. With Liz's gargantuan ones, I got the better of the bargain! Her magnificent mams were smooth, warm, and burstingly full, the nipples sticking almost grossly out between my fingers. I squeezed her tits, she wiggled her quim on my iron-hard rod, and we built higher and higher. My whole body went rigid, totally involved in that last mind-blowing, lap-sitting fuck.
Then Liz came, for the umpteenth time that night. "Oh, yes!" she screamed, letting it all out. I could feel her hot pussy spasm while her over-endowed body went out of control. Floods of her sex juice washed over my dick.
Tanya, my free-spirited blonde wife, came too. It drove me wild to watch her climax as she slid her frenzied pussy on Frank's upright tool. While she rode her orgasm to the end, she reached over and hugged one of Liz's mammoth breasts as a plaything. "Oh, awesome!" she shouted. "Far out! Wow!"
That was enough to put Frank and me over the top, too. I had balanced for a long time at that beautiful moment just before I let loose, when the indescribable sensation at the base of my dick was at its highest. I was holding my breath, and my head was throbbing. But now I let go, with an equally marvelous release. In an instant, I was shooting in Liz in a way I'd remember forever.
After that peak, we four did call it a night. We showered together in our host and hostess's big square tub, with me soaping Liz's swinging tits and Frank washing Tanya's round ones. Then we sat in the living room again, sipping a rare brandy, recapping our amazing experience. We were as warm and close as two couples could be, the ultimate best of friends. Or, I couldn't help thinking as I watched Liz's huge knockers even now threatening to slip out of her robe, the "breast" of friends!
"So how do you like swinging?" Frank asked understatedly, with a smile.
I thought of the outrageous, yet deeply satisfying and liberating things we'd just done.
"Oh, it'll do," I replied.