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By Anonymous Author (Anonymous Address)

Jeff and I have been best buddies for a long time. He and I are the same age and we're about the same size. People used to ask if we were brothers.
Jeff is married to a beautiful girl name Erin. She has a sexy body, she's almost 25 years old and is just made for fucking. (In my opinion)
I'm married to Cindy who is also 25 years old. She has blonde hair, a great body, and a beautiful face. She is slightly taller than Erin, but both girls are great looking.
Jeff and I live next door to each other and we go drinking together a lot, and one night we got to talking about each other's wives and admitted that we had both fantasized about fucking the other's wife. This got us talking about swinging. (He wanted to fuck my wife and I wanted to fuck his.)
We thought about talking to our wives about it to get their reaction. I asked Cindy one time if she ever would fuck another man and she told me no, and threw a hissy-fit that I'd asked. She asked me why I'd asked such a question, and accused me of cheating on her.
Jeff had asked Erin and she had said that she wouldn't do it under any circumstance. So we decided that swapping was not going to be voluntary thing. We kept thinking about it though, and finally came up with a plan.
We had to this - I was thinking about fucking Erin all the time now. It was affecting my work, I couldn't sleep for thinking about her. Jeff said he was the same way about my Cindy. We both wanted this to happen.

All four of us go out to the local bars and clubs a lot, but the women always complain that we never take them dancing. So we decided to put this to our advantage. One weekend when Erin was out of town visiting her parents, we told Cindy we would take them out dancing sometime. There was a place that we'd heard of, and the three us would go scout it out.
I told Jeff that if it worked out, and we got Cindy drunk enough, he could fulfill his fantasy with her that night. I told him that if that didn't work out, then at least he could peak in through the bedroom window and watch us as I fucked her. We set up a box for him to stand on next to our bedroom window. Our back yards are pretty dark at night. Trees and bushes block out the other neighbors yards, so he wouldn't be caught being a Peeping Tom. We thought we had everything set.
At the bar that night Cindy soon was drunk. I had been plying her with strong drinks for several hours. Jeff had asked her to dance a slow dance with him a couple of times and I could see that he was enjoying himself as he ground himself against her. She didn't seem to mind, though, or maybe she was so drunk she didn't notice, I'm not sure which.
When they got through with their dance, they sat down at our table, and he tried to feel Cindy up. She didn't say anything as he put his hand up her dress onto her thigh. Then he tried to move his hand up farther. I could see that he was going to try to rub her pussy through her panties.
When he started moving his hand up her leg, she pushed it away. Cindy was pretty drunk and neither Jeff nor I was feeling any pain. Cindy had to be soused or she would have said something.
A little disappointed, but not totally deterred we got ready to go home. We had Jeff's car, so Cindy and I sat in the back. All the way home, I kissed her and let my hands run all over her body, even rubbing her pussy, until I could feel the wetness soaking through her panties. I could tell she was ready and hot.
When we got home, Cindy started off for our house and I lingered to tell Jeff I didn't think he was going to get to fuck her tonight, but he could watch us through the window if he wanted and get a look at us doing it. (And at my foxy little woman's naked body.)
When we got into the house and moved into the bedroom, Cindy was already taking her clothes off. I lit a candle so Jeff could see and also because Cindy likes to fuck by candlelight. I could see Jeff at the window, but Cindy was so drunk she didn't noticed.
Her dress was already off, she stood up in her bra and panties. As she unhooked her bra, she looked at me and asked if I was ready, because she said, "I'm hornier than hell, and I need a good hard cock." She cupped her tits with her hands and faced me with her tits in her hands, and said, "They want you." She came over to the bed and lay down and spread her legs putting her hand on her cunt, her middle finger disappearing between her moist folds, saying, "It wants your cock, so hurry up."
I could see Jeff at the window craning to get a good look. I quickly got my clothes off and got on the bed with my wife and started playing with her tits. After sucking on her nipples for a while, I got between her legs and took her panties off, and worked on her pussy for a while. (Cindy loves me to eat her pussy.)
After she came once on my tongue, she mumbled for me to hurry up and fuck her. I moved up hovering over her and asked how she wanted it. She said, "Just fuck me baby, just put it in and pump." So I put my dick to her missionary style and it slipped right in easily and I started fucking her. It felt so good knowing that Jeff was watching me fuck my wife. I didn't do anything different than we normally did. I fucked her for a while and then started to come in her.
She must have felt my spasms because she suddenly became excited and yelled, "Yes, yes, oh fuck me!" She moaned, then she grabbed my ass and pulled me intowards her as she came.
After I blew my load into her, I just lay on top of her for a little while and when she started breathing heavier and I knew she had passed out.
I pulled out of her and looked toward the window. I could no longer see Jeff, so I crept out of the bedroom and met him outside. I asked him how he'd liked the show. He said he had seen everything and said that Cindy was beautiful and that he'd love to fuck her. He'd had to jack off looking at her while we fucked. He said that this had been the hottest thing he'd ever seen in his entire life.
After a while he went home and I knew he would probably jack off again, thinking about her, especially since Erin wasn't there and he didn't have anyone to fuck

Next day was Sunday; Cindy never said anything about Jeff putting his hands on her the night before. I figured she was drunk enough she didn't remember.
Erin got home that night. Jeff came to see me the next day. He had hidden his video camera on top of their dresser. He told me he had video taped them fucking and asked if I wanted to see it, so I could see Erin's body. He gave me the video tape and while Cindy went to the store that afternoon, I watched it. The light wasn't so good, but I could see plenty. Jeff wasn't much for foreplay and he never ate her like I do Cindy.
They got naked on the bed and he played with her tits for a while and kissed her. He then started to finger her cunt. She was stroking his cock by this time. After a while of doing this, he had her get on her hands and knees and he fucked her from behind doggy style.
I imagine he did this, so the camera would have a better view. I could see Jeff's cock pounding her cunt and I could see her wonderful body jiggle each time he thrust into her. She really had nice tits.
I knew how Jeff must have felt last night, because I got hard as a rock watching them fuck, and seeing Erin's body as she fucked her man.
Erin's body was every bit as great as I thought it would be. I had seen Erin in a bikini before, but never completely naked. She looked as good as I thought she would. Jeff looked like he might have been showing off a little while he fucked her, because he fucked her pretty hard, but I didn't really care. Maybe that's the way they normally did it.
Erin seemed like she was more passive than Cindy, because Cindy likes to fuck and can be pretty active at it. Anyway, it got me so hot that Cindy got fucked as soon as she returned from the store, but that was okay with her. She likes to fuck. She just acted pleasantly surprised.

The next weekend, we took both Cindy and Erin to the same bar, and got them loaded again. I sat next to Erin while Cindy went to the bathroom. Erin looked sexy as hell in a new short dress. I knew I had to get something like that for Cindy. I told Erin I liked her dress. She said that it was new and that wasn't all that she'd bought. She pulled her dress up a little bit and I could see that she had a garter and stockings on.
The site of her bare thighs turned me on so much that I just had to touch her legs. I put my hand on her thigh and moved my hand to the top of her stockings and caressed her bare leg above the stockings. I asked her if that was all she'd bought. She then pulled her dress completely up, so that I could see her g-string type panties. It was pretty sheer, and I could see her dark pussy hair through it. My heart was in my throat.
She asked if I liked her new panties. And I told her I did. Jeff and I both knew that Erin was so drunk she didn't know what she was doing, because she would never act that way normally. I put my hand down on her panties over her pussy, and moved the thin material aside to put my finger in her cunt. She opened her legs a little bit to make it easier for me. I caressed her slit and moved to her clit.
About that time I could see Cindy coming back, so I pulled my finger out, and Jeff pulled her dress back down, but not before I could feel that she was starting to get wet.
I moved away from Erin and Cindy sat back down. Erin leaned on Jeff and then said it was getting late and that she was sleepy and it was time to go home.
Cindy didn't want to leave yet, so we stayed and they left. Cindy and I went home later and I ate her and fucked her like I normally do, only with the vision of Erin's sweet pussy and that protruding little clit in my mind's eye.

Jeff told me the next day that Erin never said anything about me putting my finger in her cunt, and she was so drunk that she didn't even remember that I had finger- fucking her.
Two weeks later, we figured we had our plan worked out, and took the girls back to the same place. I got Cindy a short dress and thigh-high stockings that don't need a garter. She wasn't crazy about wearing the thigh-high stockings, but did, and after a while didn't seem to mind.
A lot of the women in this place were dressed pretty sexy. If the women were getting loose and dancing a little wild, sometimes you could see that some of them were wearing garters and stockings too. A lot of the women were wearing pretty hot-short dresses and showing a lot of cleavage, that sort of thing.
Our girls loved this place and commented several times about how nice it was that we had finally taken them dancing. We started out early and by the time this place closed, they were so drunk they had trouble walking. (They sure as anything couldn't dance any more.)
This time we only had one car, mine. As we drove home, I put my hand between Cindy's legs. I caressed the smooth skin at the top of her thighs and then worked up to her pussy. I moved her flimsy panties aside and started to finger her cunt. I could see in the back seat that Jeff was doing the same thing to Erin. I could see that Erin's dress was so far up her waist that her garters and stockings were completely showing.
I could feel Cindy starting to get wet, her eyes were closed and I could tell she was getting hot as hell. From the look on Erin's face, she was getting the same way. By the time we got home, both our wives knew what was coming, they needed to fucked by a hard cock.
When we got home, I wanted to fuck Erin, but Cindy looked too good and my dick was so hard from fingering her, so I told Jeff I was going to fuck my own wife that night. He seemed disappointed, but agreed.
Cindy and I went inside; she headed straight for the bedroom. I went to take a leak and by the time I got to the bedroom, she was naked on the bed with only the stockings on. "I left them on for you," she mumbled, a little incoherently. I quickly got undressed and got between her legs and started to kiss and lick her.
Normally she wants me to do this until she comes, but she pulled me up and told me to fuck her right away. I got more carried away and fucked her a lot harder than I normally do. To my surprise, she yelled out loud when she came.
Later when I went to pull out, she wouldn't let me, and told me to fuck her again. I fucked her once more missionary style. She came and I didn't, but then I had her get on her hands and knees and I fucked her that way and came again. It was a great-sex night.

The next week, we went back to the same place and got the girls loaded again. Jeff and I had agreed that this would be the night we tried the swap. We stayed until closing and worked on our wives pussies on the way home just like we had before. Cindy got real wet and whispered to me that she was ready for a fuck session like we'd had the week before. Cindy sure was in the mood for a good fucking and it looked like Erin was too.
Jeff and Erin went home, and Cindy and I went into our house. Cindy started pulling her clothes off as soon as we got inside, and believe me, she looked good in just a bra, panties, and stockings. By the time we got to the bedroom she had her bra off, and was telling me to get my clothes off, because she was going to fuck my brains out. I knew this was going to be the night.
I quickly got undressed down to my underwear and turned the lights out, then got on the bed and french kissed her. Then I got up and started to leave. She mumbled, "where the fuck are you going?" I told her I had to let the dog out. I quickly ran out back and there was Jeff, wearing only his underwear and waiting. He said that Erin was begging to be fucked, and that I better hurry. I told him Cindy was going to fuck his brains out.
We wished each other good luck, and went into each other's house.
When I got to their house I took my underwear off, and laid it on the table where I could get it on the way out. Then I started down the hallway to their bedroom. I had to grope my way down the hall, because it was so dark. I made my way into their bedroom and reached for the bed. I felt and touched Erin's foot. I knew I couldn't say anything, so I just moved between her legs.
I could feel that she was naked, so I moved up and started to kiss her breasts. Erin has dynamite tits. I sucked and kissed her nipples for a while, finally getting my hands on those tits I had dreamed about for so often. I gently squeezed them and played with her nipples until they got big and hard. Then I worked my way down to her pussy. I fingered her some, but she was already wet as hell, and then started using my tongue on her, licking her clit and pushing my tongue in to tongue fuck her..
Soon, she was starting to writhe and moan. Her hands came down and I thought she might we trying to grab my head to push it to her. I didn't want her to feel my hair because Jeff's hair is curlier than mine, so I held her arms at her side. "Yes, yes, oh god, that's so good. Why don't you do this more often?" she moaned. She kept moaning and soon she came on my tongue.
I could tell it was a good one. Drunk as she was, she mumbled, "fuck me, fuck me now." So I moved up and moved her arms up until they were over her head. I moved my cock up to her wet cunt and it slipped right in. She gasped in pleasure as I did this, and I knew she was really hot. She was really wet, but she felt really good. I was quivering with excitement.
This was about like a first fuck. I started fucking her, and I could tell that she liked it. She was starting to moan, saying, "Yes, yes, fuck me. You're so good tonight" and the other things women in heat say.
She came a couple of times right back to back, and then I blew a hell of a load into her, as she hugged me to her. I wasn't sober myself, or I wouldn't have been able to last as long as I did, as excited as I was. I really wanted to lie on top of her for a bit, get hard again, and then fuck her some more, but I knew I better go before she figured anything out. I pulled out of her.
She said, "Where are you going?" sleepily.
I never answered, but put my finger in her cunt to feel my come in there. I sat there and soon I could hear her breathing deeply and knew that she had passed out. Wow! that had been something! My dick got hard again, and my heart was still pounding. I slipped back between her legs and slipped my cock in. It went right in because of my come in there. I pumped her some more and came again, I was so pumped up.
I crept back down the hallway, grabbed my underwear, and made my way out back. Jeff came out shortly after and I asked him how he'd done. He said that it had been great - that Cindy was the best fuck he'd had in a long time. He told me that Cindy had a terrific body. I returned the complement to Erin, too.
I asked him if Cindy suspected anything. But he was sure she didn't know anything. I assured him that Erin suspected nothing. We left each other with a slap on the back and self-congratulations.
I crept into bed with Cindy and noticed that she was out. I was lying there for a while thinking about how great it had been to fuck Erin and got hard again. I reached over and started to touch Cindy's pussy. She was wet down there from Jeff's come. She had passed out without cleaning up, so she had come on her thighs and outside her pussy. As I fingered her, she woke up some and said sleepily, "Are you still horny?"
I told her I was.
"Go ahead then," she mumbled and rolled over on her back and spread her legs for me.
I mounted my pretty wife, I could feel the wetness as my dick slipped into her and knowing it was somebody else's come, made me come almost right away, even though I had already come twice in Erin earlier.
When I'd come I pulled out and Cindy went right back to sleep-I don't think that she's really woken up While I'd fucked her. I lay there thinking about what had happened that night and then finally went to sleep.

The next day I asked Cindy if she remembered anything about the night before. She said the only thing she remembered was that we fucked, and then started fingering her and I fuck her again.
She said I must have really been a horny boy. I replied that I'd been kind of drunk the night before and wanted to make sure I took care of her needs.
As far as she could remember I had been great. She must have been so drunk; it was all about the same to her.
If she only knew!
I saw Jeff later in the day. He had asked Erin about the night before too. He said her only comment was that he needed to eat her like that more often.
We'd pulled it off. We congratulated ourselves on this.
Every night that week after when I went to bed, I would think about fucking Erin, even if I was fucking Cindy.

A couple of weeks went by and we hadn't tried anything again. Cindy dressed hot has hell and fucked my eyes out the week after the switch. Erin looked pretty hot too, so I was sure she and Jeff were fucking like bunnies, too.
Jeff and I talked about it and decided we would try the switch again. Jeff told me he kept thinking about fucking Cindy and I told him that I kept thinking of fucking Erin. We did the same routine; getting the girls drunk and going to the same place. Both wives wore thong or g-string type panties and Erin wore her garters while Cindy wore stocking that stayed up on their own. We went to the same dance place and by the time we left both girls were drunk again, but probably more so Erin than Cindy.
While we were driving home, we took back streets and were working the girl's pussies. Cindy was wet as hell and was whispering in my ear that she was going to give me the fucking of my life. Erin had her hand on Jeff's cock and looked like she felt the same way as Cindy.
When we got home, Jeff and Erin went to their house and Cindy and I went into ours. Cindy started peeling her clothes off as soon as she got inside the door.
First her heels, then the dress, and by the time she was in the bedroom, all that was left was her bra, thong, and stockings. She looked hot as hell. As we got to the bedroom, she took her bra off and asked if I wanted her to leave the stockings on or take them off. I said that it didn't matter.
She pulled the thong off, left the stockings on and flopped down on the bed saying, "Okay, I'll leave them on for you. Hurry up and get undressed. I want you to fuck my brains out."
I quickly got undressed but said that I need to let the dog out. Cindy whined, "Why do you always worry about the damn dog when I want you to fuck me?"
I made a mumbled excuse and left her there and went out back.
Jeff was already there. He told me that Erin was hornier than hell, and that she was begging to be fucked. I said that Cindy was the same way and that she would probably fuck his brains out.
I crept in to his house and made my way down the hall as before. When I got to the bedroom, Erin mumbled, somewhat incoherently, "What took you so long?"
I knew I couldn't say anything, so I just got between her legs and went to eat her pussy. She was still wearing her g-string panties, so I pushed them aside and went to work on her with my tongue. I reached up and played with her magnificent tits some while I eat her. She soon came, wrapping her wonderfully smooth legs around my head.
I kept using my tongue on her while came again and again. She was moaning, "Why aren't you this good all the time?" Then she begged to be fucked, so I moved up and put my cock head to her mouth to let her suck on me for a bit. She was pretty drunk, but she took my cock in her mouth and sucked it.
Then I moved down and put my cock to her sloppy cunt. It was wet when I started eating her, but it was really wet now. I slipped right in and I started pumping away. She came twice more and then I got off. It was so great coming in my neighbor's wife. Erin was so hot, so wonderfully sexy. I could hardly breathe as I pumped my come deep into her tight little body.
"That was so fucking good," she muttered and she started to put her arms around me to pull me close but I backed off pulled out of her. "Where're you going honey?" she murmured.
I waited a little bit and she passed out. I quickly crept back out of their bedroom and went out the back and went over to my house. I wanted to see what was going on there. It was real dark, but as I got close to the bedroom, I could hear Cindy moaning and saying, "God, you're so good tonight! Fuck me, fuck me harder!"
It was dark enough that I couldn't see much, but I could hear the sounds of some pretty frenzied fucking, more so than what Cindy and I do. I hadn't known that she liked to be fucked rough like that.
Then I heard Cindy moan as she came. She's never real quiet when she comes, but she's not real loud either. Not so, that night. She was pretty loud. Then I heard her saying how much she loved Jeff/me - she thought it was me, but it was Jeff, and I could hear the sounds of kissing.
Then, I heard her say, "You're not Keith, who the fuck are you? What the fuck's going on?" Then she jumped up and turned on the light. "You mother-fucker!" she screamed at Jeff, "What the fuck are you doing here? Get the fuck out of my house!"
Then she looked toward the door and saw me. "You son- of-a-bitch, did you know about this? Did you put him up to this?" She was so pissed; she didn't even try to get her clothes on. All she had on were the black thigh- high stockings. She still looked sexy as hell, but was she pissed! "Get the fuck out of my house, you mother fucker!" she yelled at Jeff again.
Jeff didn't say anything-he just left. Then she started back on me. "Did you know about this? You did, didn't you? How the fuck could you do that to me? I'm laying there telling you how good you are tonight, and then I find out I've been acting like a whore for Jeff." Then she went on to say she couldn't believe that another man had fucked her and come in her, and that she had given herself to him.
If you're wondering if Cindy was a virgin when we got married, she wasn't, because we fucked before we married. But I don't know if she was a virgin when I met her. She might have been because we met young and married when we were 21. We never talked about sexual experiences before we met, but she might not have had sex with anybody else but me.
Anyway she was pretty worked up. Finally she asked me "What would Erin say if she found out?" Then she looked at me and it hit her that I was naked and had left her bed earlier. "What the fuck did you do, did you fuck Erin?" I didn't answer right away and she continued to yell, "You did, didn't you? You fucked Erin. You goddam prick. Was Erin in on this?"
I then told her that Erin was too drunk to know. Cindy said she was going to call Erin and tell her about it, but I talked her out of it. She kept talking about what we'd done to her, but the thing that she kept saying, like she couldn't get over it, was that another man had fucked her and she had enjoyed it.
Needless to say, I didn't get sloppy seconds that night.

The next day, I talked to Jeff and he asked me how things were. I told him we needed to cool it for a while. I asked him if Erin had said anything. He assured me that the only thing that Erin had said was how well she's been eaten and fucked the night before.
I was still feeling bad about Cindy, and kind of laughed nervously and said that it sounded like neither of us were fucking our wives like they liked, because it sounded like he was fucking the shit out of Cindy and she'd enjoyed it. Jeff just looked at me strangely.
We played things cool for a couple of weeks and things settled down. A couple of times Cindy would say that she couldn't believe that she had been fucked by another man and that she had enjoyed it. I let her talk about it as often as she wanted to, and it even began to make our sex better when she'd talk about Jeff just before I'd start massaging her pussy.

A couple weeks later, we were back at the same dance place. I had bought Cindy a new dress as a peace offering. It was a short one, that was low cut, and when she put this one on with the thong and thigh-high stockings, boy did she look good! This was short enough that if she bent over enough, you could see the top of her stockings. Erin was dressed sexily, too, but Jeff seemed to only have eyes for my wife Cindy that night.
He couldn't keep his eyes off her if she bent over at all. Cindy was braless and the dress showed some cleavage. The dress had a keyhole back, so you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Like I said earlier, she looked hot as hell. Around midnight, Jeff asked me if we could try the switch again. There was no way Cindy was going to be letting anyone fuck her in the dark for some time, so I knew I would have to ask her. Cindy and I had gotten back to having sex again, and the experience she'd had with Jeff only fueled our sex life, so I thought I'd try and ask her, but I wanted to fuck Erin.
At first she started to get real mad, and even got up - I was afraid she was going to make a scene. But then all of a sudden, she sat back down and said, "Okay, I'll do it. I'll let him fuck me. I think it's screwy that you want your wife to be fucked by another man, or maybe it's just that you want to fuck Erin so much. Either way, I'll do it. If you enjoy your wife being fucked by another man, I'll do it for you. He can fuck me. I'll fuck his balls off. I enjoyed it last time, and I may just enjoy it again."
So we pumped another drink or two into Erin - Cindy wouldn't drink any more - and after another hour we left. On the way home, I got her pussy hot, but I felt she was a little detached. She'd often glance back at Jeff while he was working on Erin.