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"I can't believe it, Kristen! You mean to say you just had sex with her? And that you've done it with before!? Did you like it?"
Jeff had that whining twang to his voice that he always uses when we have an argument. This time, though, I could hardly blame him. The whole thing had been my fault, though it was Carmen who'd seduced me. I had made Jeff feel less manly; made him wonder about my sexuality.
I apologized tearfully: "Jeffy I'm so sorry, but she's so much more experienced than me, and she just seems able to take control of the situation. You know me! I've always been the one making things happen, but around her... well, I just can't seem to help myself."
I felt terrible, that I'd betrayed him, cheated on him. My apologies were cut short when the phone rang. Jeff picked up the cordless receiver. "Hello?"
He listened and I watched him. He'd been away for almost a week, working for the state parks department. He'd been out in all weathers, and was sporting a tan as dark as an Indian in the room's soft light. His brilliant blue eyes roamed over me as I stood naked before him.
It occurred to me that if we made love it would make him feel better, and less threatened by what he'd just witnessed.
He hadn't yet spoken on the phone, he just listened to whoever it was on the other end of the line. I thought: why not get things going while he can't say anything to me?
I dropped my robe and walked over to him, taking hold of his belt buckle. He looked into my eyes and I wanted to melt. I could smell that "man smell" he had when he'd been worked outside all day. (He hadn't even stopped by his own place to clean himself up.)
I undid the buckle and opened the fly of his Levis, and he pretended to ignore me as he listened on the phone. I wondered a little why he hadn't yet spoken, but I became distracted when a quick tug on his pants freed his big beautiful cock that bounced around before my eyes (Jeff never wears underwear, a habit I encourage!).
I'll describe my man's tool for the reader, it's so handsome. No, it's not fifteen inches long; nor is it the size of a baseball bat. Together we've measured it, and when fully erect, it is five and a quarter inches long and five inches in circumference. For me, this is the ideal size. But what makes Jeff's cock special is the color and texture of the skin.
His cock looks so strong and dominating it makes me go weak at the knees whenever I think about it; and I think about it at the oddest times, for instance when I'm grocery shopping or, worse, at the gynecologist (ahem... sorry about that; didn't mean to get carried away).
At any rate, here I was, with my hand on Jeff's cock, and I know what I'm going to do. Normally I wait until after we shower, but I thought that the situation warranted an emergency blowjob. Knowing that he would taste a little gamy, but longing to feel his cock on my tongue anyway, I knelt in front of him. I looked up into his face like a supplicant at a religious shrine, and brought the head of his cock to my lips in a whisper of a kiss.
Just then I heard a noise behind me and looked around with my heart in my throat. It was Peter! I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at him. (By the way, Peter looks like Chuck Norris, except that his hair is reddish- blonde and he's much younger. He even wears a closely- cropped beard like Mr. Norris.)
I suddenly realized what I must look like, kneeling naked in front of Jeff, with his erection in my hand! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed my robe again. Jeff, meanwhile, pulled his pants up, and I could see he was embarrassed too. However, he didn't say anything, just handing Peter the phone.
Peter was grinning as he spoke into the mouthpiece. "Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was already making it up to Jeff!" He looked at me. "Carmen told Jeff just now that he owed her one because you'd probably do something nice for him; but just how nice I hadn't guessed." He beamed at me, while I stood mortified and speechless.
Jeff looked at me and said, "Carmen made the whole thing sound rather interesting on the phone. I'm ready to try this swinger thing if you want to sweetheart."
I stood in silent shock, wondering what she could have said to Jeff that would get him even to consider swapping. Did he realize what he was proposing? I could understand him wanting Carmen - I know men are like that - but I couldn't understand that he didn't mind me having sex with Peter.
Suddenly I didn't find swinging all that sexy anymore. I was afraid things had gone beyond my understanding or control, and I just stood there, trembling in confusion, not knowing what to say or do.
Then Carmen was inside the door. Without a word, she walked towards Jeff, as she passed me she gently tugged away the robe I was clasping to my chest. She trailed it behind her, dropping it on the floor when she came up to Jeff.
I stood naked and self-conscious while Peter eyed me from the doorway.
Brazenly, Carmen popped the one remaining fastened button on Jeff's jeans and lowered herself to a kneeling position as she pulled down his pants.
Jeff's cock bounced into the open again, and I felt a sharp twinge of jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on it.
Jealousy soon gave way to amazement, though, when I saw his whole thing disappear into her mouth and into her throat. She started bobbing her head faster and deeper than I'd imagined possible.
I've never managed to take Jeff's whole length into my mouth, and was fascinated by what I was seeing. I was going to have to ask Carmen how she did that.
Jeff stood in the middle of the room with his pants down around his ankles. His head was bent back and his eyes were closed, and he groaned as Carmen worked on him.
It was obvious that he wasn't going to protest. I still felt confused, though. I didn't think I wanted to have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse?
Carmen suddenly stopped bobbing her head over Jeff's cock, standing up and leading him to the bed. Shuffling over to the bed with his pants down around his ankles, Jeff looked like a naughty little boy! It made me smile.
She got him to sit down and pulled off his pants. Then she removed his shirt, rubbing her palms along his smooth chest muscles, clearly impressed by his body.
For some reason I looked over at Peter. I'd already seen his and Carmen's swinger profile on the Internet, with pictures of them making it doggy-style. I couldn't help comparing his body with Jeff's twenty-seven-year old perfect one.
I'm used to Jeff's body, and feel comfortable doing what I want with it. But here was a strange man, standing close to me and obviously intending to fuck me as soon as I'd let him.
Peter was no slouch, even at thirty six, and even though he wasn't as handsome as Jeff, the thought of having sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what it would be like; how he'd feel inside me. Such thoughts made me nervous again.
Did I really want to go through with this? I realized that Carmen was calling my name. "Kristen! Come here, please."
Looking at them - Jeff sprawled on his back, and a nude Carmen straddling his left thigh - I felt uncertain, but did what I was told. She took my hand and pulled me down on the other side of Jeff, who was still lying back with his eyes closed.
I noticed traces of Carmen's saliva glistening along the shaft of his rigid cock, and momentarily wondered how he'd held out for so long under such stimulation. Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he'd been jerking himself off while he was away working. (What a waste!)
Carmen's voice brought me back to reality. "What did you think of my technique, Kristen?"
"I was amazed you could take him so deep. I couldn't take that much in a million years," I answered, feeling somewhat intimidated.
"Watch, and I'll show you how it's done." She bent over Jeff again, effortlessly taking his erect cock in to the hilt, then she began to pump him in and out with apparent ease, making him groan again, and thrash his head from side to side in ecstasy.
I was hugely turned on, watching my running partner and current best girlfriend sucking my boyfriend's cock. Impulsively I said: "Will you teach me, please?"
Carmen pulled her mouth gradually off Jeff's now-raging hard-on with a wet popping sound, sending it slapping against his belly.
She licked her lips and said: "The trick is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back of the throat a little more each time. And try to keep your mouth and throat in alignment so the penis can slide unobstructed into your throat. Believe me, once you get the hang of it, it's easy!
I was about to try it with Jeff when Peter gently pushed me to one side and knelt between my boyfriend's open legs. Carmen said: "Now watch this, and you'll see just what I mean."
I couldn't believe what came next. Peter took Jeff's cock in his hand and fed it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as the cock disappeared to the hilt between Peter's lips.
I was still spluttering when he, like Carmen before him, began pumping Jeff's organ in and out of his throat. Peter's head bobbed faster and faster while Jeff thrashed about on the bed, approaching the edge of orgasm. I just watched, not quite believing that this was actually happening.
Jeff thought it was Carmen sucking his dick. He was still laying back on the bed with his eyes closed. What would he say, or do, when he discovered it was Peter?
I felt really nervous as Jeff began to moan that he was coming. He now opened his eyes and looked at his companion (Jeff likes to watch himself come, and such habits are hard to break) and I thought he would burst a blood vessel.
One moment he was thrashing around thinking how sexy it was to have Carmen eating his come, and the next he found himself coming into a man's mouth!
His face turned bright red with indignation, but he couldn't stop himself from coming. Moreover, Peter knew what he was doing, and milked my man of every last drop he had before allowing his orgasm to stop.
During the next few seconds the only sound in the room came from Jeff's ragged breathing.
Carmen now took something slimy out of a bag, slipped it expertly over Jeff's cock and climbed on top of him. I doubt he could have stopped her in any case, but I would have done if she hadn't used protection. (I found out later that the slimy-looking thing she put on Jeff was what's called "Lamb's Skin", a kind of condom made from the intestine of a sheep. Its advantage is that it doesn't scrunch up like a regular rubber, so neither partner can even feel that it's there. I hadn't known anything like that existed.)
Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, but simply positioned Jeff's cock at her opening and sank down on him, beginning to ride him slowly as I watched.
I felt Peter's hand on my leg and rolled over to see him standing over me. He had stripped and was looking at me with lust in his eyes, which looked deep and sensitive, like those of some all-knowing being. I was terrifically horny by now, but I really wanted Jeff to take me.
I looked over at him and found him reaching up to take Carmen's breasts into his hands, and squeezing them. I could tell he wasn't thinking of either Peter or me and I felt another pang of jealousy at the thought of the pleasure that Carmen was getting from my man.
I looked back at Peter and realized that this was it; either I stopped things now, or I went along with them. As if in slow-motion, I saw Peter take out another one of those slimy things and drape it loosely over his rather interesting erection. I noticed just before he covered it that his cock-head was unusually large - I mean, about twice the size I'm used to. Length and girth were normal enough, but that head interested me.
I'd have liked to examine it, but realized that Peter couldn't wait. I began to imagine what his cock would feel like inside me. Surveying his tight stomach and knotted thighs, I also wondered what his body would feel like against mine. To tell the truth, I was terrifically horny and wanted Peter to fuck me; I recall being surprised by the feeling.
Anyway, I ended up lying next to Jeff, getting fucked by Peter, while his wife, Carmen, rode Jeff for all she was worth! It was almost funny as Peter moved up between my legs. I'm normally a very careful person. I take great care of my body, and have always been assertive, but here I was, letting Carmen fuck my boyfriend before my eyes, and about to be mounted by her husband!
It was exactly what she and Peter had wanted; just as they'd planned. It was hysterical. I was hysterical too, unable to stop that fat-headed cock from moving between my legs. I looked down between our bodies to see what was happening, I thought I could feel Peter's cock pressing against my opening. At that angle I couldn't actually see him doing it, but I felt him push, and that big cock-head came rippling down into me. I actually felt it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal canal.
It felt both weird and stimulating. He pulled out, then whoosh, back in again, and I got the same rippling effect as he plunged deep inside me.
Then he was humping away, and that big fat cock-head was driving me crazy, scratching itches I didn't even know I had. I'd never felt a cock like that before and it was great!
He plunged away with abandon, and soon I was thrusting back at him like a banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving bottom. Both of us were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming as we thrust at each other.
Eventually Peter shove specially hard, and that huge cock-head pulsated as he pumped his hot come into me; it was lovely to feel it expand and contract with each gush. It felt so good that I couldn't hold myself back, and I came on his rigid pole in gasping spasms that made my whole body shiver for a goodly amount of minute.
I knew what I must look like, but my body went into spasms under his and I called out: "Fuck me, Peter! Come in me, Peter! God, I love you, Peter..." (Even now I blush to remember those words and feel that I have to make it up to Jeff!)
Somehow in the middle of my wild orgasm I realized that I was out of control, and looked over at Jeff and Carmen. She was feeling no pain, riding Jeff's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Jeff, meanwhile, was looking over at me as I continued to come on Peter's cock. His blue eyes seemed darker than I remembered them, and he had a strange expression on his face.
My spasms had started to weaken when Jeff's eyes suddenly lost their focus and his handsome face screwed up. I could tell that he was emptying his balls into the vessel that was my friend Carmen.
-=*=-
I discovered later that Carmen had already come by that time, but enjoyed bringing Jeff off a second time. In fact, she declared herself more than willing to do it again, if we would only let her.
I thanked her, but declined the offer, feeling that some repairs to my relationship were probably in order. After saying good night and bundling our neighbor/sex partners out the door, I turned back to my boyfriend.
I was expecting a rebuke, but Jeffrey surprised me again. With real enthusiasm in his voice, he said: "Baby, you were looking so hot when Peter was driving you crazy that I'd have come even if I hadn't been getting it from Carmen! I couldn't believe what a sex-crazed little minx you were!"
I looked at those handsome Nordic features and smiled weakly. "Sweetie, I'm feeling a little embarrassed by the whole thing, and I still can't believe we did it."
"Yeah, I know what you mean, Kristen, but you have to admit, it was great sex, and I for one, wouldn't mind doing it again sometime!"
Here I am, shaken and unsure, and he's already talking about doing it again.
Men! Can't live with them; can't live without them!"
THE END

Acknowledgments: All my thanks... to Stephen for his encouragement and proofing and to Ian for doing such a good job editing my little story. (c) June 1998-2002.
Last edited: September 2, 2002 Kristen Kathleen Becker (kristen078@hotmail.com)MY STORY PAGEhttp://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/stories. It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it.