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By Merlin (merlin44_98@yahoo.com) Edited March 14, 2002


My name is Mark Brenner. My wife Susan and I will have been married for eighteen years next month. Susan was twenty-one when we married and I was twenty-four. Neither of us knew much about life, love, or sex, we'd each had one prior lover to whom we'd lost our virginity. However losing that did not make us worldly in knowledge even though we thought it did.

After our marriage I tried to get her interested in all things sexual. I bought several men's magazine and sexual reference books, but to no avail. She refused all advances unless it was straight missionary position. This she agreed to and resigning my self to my fate I went after it often. Hell if it was all I could get, then I wanted all I could get.It wasn't that she was religious she followed no faith. But she had little or no social life as she grew up. Finally I was able to turn her attention to her sexuality but it took eighteen years to do because I could just not force her or anyone to do some thing they did not want to do even if it meant denial of my own desire. I was raised that way and also raised to believe that divorce was wrong and from frustration and a repressed sex life it finally exploded on me during our eighteenth year.

During these years the only change in our sex lives was that she would masturbate my cock being only six inches in length I felt I'd made a little progress. (Yes I know six inches isn't big -in fact I knew for many years that I was small compared the big dicks out there I just couldn't compete.)

Well, it all came to a head one warm July day. I drive a semi truck for a living. I'd been driving for the last seven years and quite literally had the answer I'd been searching for all these years thrown in my face.After a drivers meeting one day at the company's home terminal a former CO-driver was cleaning out his truck having told the boss to go fuck himself. He was just throwing stuff left and right and just as I passed by a thrown magazine smacked me upside the head. Startled I yelled and slapped at the thing thinking perhaps a bird had fallen in love with me.

It hit the ground at my feet and grabbing it I threw it back in the truck and said "HEY ASSHOLE. TAKE IT EASY!" He looked out the door and said, "Oops, sorry Mark."

"Still PO'd at that fucking jerk inside," I smiled. "Okay I'll let it go this time but next time; "NO WHEEL OF FORTUNE FOR YOU FOR A WEEK!" I shook my hand and finger at him in mock sternness.

He roared with laughter and smiled. He said, "Really Mark I didn't mean to take it out on you but the magazine fell victim." We talked for a while and I got him in a better mood at least. He had a big stack of magazine and told me to take all of them.

I asked what they were, he said, "hard-on paper, try them they'll help you pass the time on long layovers."

I looked at one; 'Penthouse Letters' a partially clad female graced the cover. I thought, why not? I thanked him little realizing what this little stack of magazine would change my life.I carried them to my truck and put them away. They came in handy the second day out. The fourth piston rod decided to retire as I started climbing Black Mountain Gorge in eastern Tennessee. Not only did it retire it decided to leave all together, making a nice little exit in the side of the block. I got the company on it as soon as I could and returned to the truck to wait.

They sent another truck by wrecker but it took a full ten hours. I had snacks and drinks in the cab and read as I waited stretched out in the bunk. Jesus H. Ke-rist I'd read a lot of porno but these people in these magazine were talking of trading their wives or just letting her go out and screw whoever she wanted. Usually it was some dude with a huge cock that would please her more than her average sized husband could.

I was hooked at once. The newest issue being a full year old. Hell I traveled to or through most the cities these folks claimed as home. That put some weird fantasies in my head and steel in my six-inch cock as I placed Susan and I in the stories. I must have cranked my "little rod" off about six times before the wrecker got there.

I cleaned up and put the magazine away and had things ready to "switch" when the wrecker got there if ever. I slept. That Friday I pulled into the lot and put the truck away excited, thinking I'd have Susan read one of these books and see if it turned her on. But when I got home I discovered her to be on her curse and when she was on her curse it wasn't wise to ask her to do anything at all.

I'd learned her ways after so many years. So I took the next best option and got drunk. She avoids me when I drink as I can out grouch her and when really annoyed I can get physically violent. So she avoids me when I drink. I don't do it very often.I stopped on Saturday night and sobered so that by Sunday noon I'd be fit to drive once again.

The following weekend I got home and found her smiling, the kids were not home yet and would be late as the oldest now had a part time job and the two youngest had band and ball practice. Susan met me at the door and I carried my things in. I at once apologized for getting so drunk. Then I told her about the magazines. I described them and then gave her one.

That was a bad move! She got totally pissed off and hit me with the magazine slapping my face with it and called me a pervert. I lost my temper and grabbing the magazine in one hand I grabbed her arm with the other one. I'd never to my memory been so mad at her. I led her to the table and pulling out a chair I yelled, "Sit!"

She said "NO!" and turned to go.

I turned her back and slapped her face hard, much harder than I really meant to. But I said, "Sit Down Now!"

Holding her cheek and full anger and defiance in her voice she uttered her strongest phrase "FUCK YOU!"

I hit the table "Hard" and screamed "READ IT!"

The table old and not meant for this type of treatment cracked across the middle but held up. Susan began to shake fear filled her face as she picked up the magazine and began to read ten minutes passed then twenty she finished the first story knowing she was a slow reader I didn't press her.

Her gaze was now glued to the page she finished the second story in ten minutes she began to breath heavier and as the third one was consumed she screamed and dropping the magazine, she literally leaped on me. Her, me and the chair I'd sat in went tumbling across the floor. We came to a stop with her on top her lips glued to mine.

"GODDAMN"! What had I unleashed here? Her pants were soaking wet and being on top it started getting me wet as she ground her crotch against mine.

I'd never seen her so hot and ready before. She kept the kiss going and her clothing came off then mine. Then she grabbed my cock and shaking like a leaf and moaning she fell on it with her mouth licking and sucking it like it was the branch of life itself.

My god, the feelings swept through me like a tidal wave making my six-incher feel like it was a foot long and throbbing so hard my hips thrust upward of their own volition.

She moaned and lifted up and straddled me and impaled herself on my stiff erection. She moaned and began to fuck me. She rode me like a cowgirl and groaned as I reached between us and began to rub her clit.

Five times she came as I bit my own lip to keep from coming to soon. God what a woman!

I let go, unable to hold back another second and came hard! She hit another orgasm and screamed as we came together. She fell over kissing me as our bodies continued to rub against each other.

Afterwards as she sat up and I said, "Do you realize you went down on me?"She blushed a deep red and said, "It won't be the last time."

***A year passed, we experimented with many forms of sex acts. She took to anal sex like a fish to water, oral sex too. She'd help me load groceries at the market and before I could drive from the parking lot my cock was in her mouth. I rarely got to see myself shot sperm as she wouldn't let me pull out of what ever orifice I was in.

One Saturday morning she came to me with an ad we'd been working on to send in for publication. We're now interested in trying a three way, four way, any way. We're eager to try.The ad ran for three months before we got a reply. We hadn't been idle. We answered several ads and even went so far as to meet one guy at a local lounge, but Susan didn't like him from the start and said he just felt wrong. We had a drink with him and called it off.

The following week his picture was in the paper, handcuffed and being lead into the county lock up for rape and murder. Susan said, "I told you I felt something odd about him."

Then late one Saturday afternoon. Our youngest son came in with the mail and to my delight there was an answer to our ad. A couple looking for new swingers.

Their names where Tom and Arala and they had sent pictures of themselves. In the envelope I carried the letter and pictures upstairs where Susan was taking a bath. I sat on the toilet seat and began to read. Susan gasped and climaxed right there in the tub. I chuckled and said, "I guess I better finish when you're done," and stood.

She said, "Don't you dare. You keep on reading."

I laughed and continued, "They mentioned that they were always on the lookout for new swingers to swap with and would like the pleasure of teaching us the INS AND THE OUTS of swapping."

I held the picture of Tom so Susan could see, she let out a wolf whistle and said, "Oh god that's not a real cock is it?"

I turned it over on the back it read; eleven proud inches in length, six full inches around near the head and seven and a half around at the base. I said shit that's not a cock that's a battering ram!

Susan asked to see the woman so I held it up and said, "They're both a bit heavy at the waist but we're bigger I think."

Susan said, Let me finish my bath and then we'll send some pictures of us and write them a letter." We did just that and sent it out on Monday. That Wednesday evening around six the phone rang. Susan told me later that night when I called. Arala had called and since I was gone she'd left her phone number. Susan figured that we'd return her call Friday or Saturday. We spoke for a while longer before I had to go. Chicago was still three hours away.

I got home Friday at four. After a shower I dressed and Susan came in flustered and crying from an argument she'd had at work with her supervisor. I consoled her and got her in a better mood. The kids came to us hollering about a ball game that night at the school gym I doled out some cash and set their little worlds to spinning once more. At six they left the house just as the phone rang my daughter waited I said It's for me go on she nodded and was gone.It was Arala and Tom. Susan got on the extension in the kitchen. We spoke and found her and Tom to be very nice to talk to and we agreed to come down to meet them next weekend. Tom gave directions to an exit off of an Interstate in Kentucky. The exit number I'd been past a hundred times and figured they lived two hours south, southeast from us.

I went about the house locking the windows and doors. Susan said, "What are you doing?"

"Come here I'll show you." With the doors locked I began to make love to her in each room of the house. And while in the kitchen got a spatula and an antique eggbeater out and said, "AH HA!" New sex toys!" Her eyes went wide and she ran laughing and screaming from the room.

Around eight Joe, my dispatcher called. I fed him a line and said that my wife and I had been having a few problems and that I would like the following weekend off so we could take a short second honeymoon.

***

That following Friday we left our two youngest with Susan's sister Anne and headed south. As we pulled into the rest area north of Tom's designated exit. I called from a pay phone and Arala answered and when I told her where we were she said just go to the next exit and watch for an older model blue Chevy pick up truck.

We pulled out and five minutes later left the expressway again. We waited for about two minutes and seen an old 65'chevy pick up blue and beat up for sure the motor sounded big though.

They pulled up behind us waving and with a wash of blonde hair Arala was out and came to our car. She came to my window and said, "Hello Mark and Susan?"

I said, "Wow lady the camera didn't do you justice," and wolf whistled. Susan hit my arm as Arala blushed.

Then Arala said, "Susan would you like to ride with Tom?" Susan groaned and held her crotch and said "YES"! her breath ragged as a climax, small but effective made her face flush red.

Arala looked at my wife in surprise and said, "Wow you're hot already, huh?" Susan climbed out of our car and headed for their truck. At the same time Arala came over to me and opened the door and climbed over me with a slim succulent body and shut the passenger door.

I said, "You've lost weight since your picture was taken. I hate to repeat myself but that camera didn't like you."

She thanks me and I pulled her to me so that our lips came together and opened. Our tongues met and danced together. My cock became solid steel. Finally we broke the kiss and she smiled knowingly at me. She looked excited.

"Let's go Tom will follow us." She said.

I looked in the mirror and saw Susan kissing Tom. Arala's kiss had turned my cock to steel, now seeing Susan kissing another man turned it to iron and set it on fire. I noticed a feeling of jealousy, a knot of pain in my gut.

Arala was watching me, then she said, "You okay?"

I smiled at her, Yeah, sure, it's just the first time I ever saw Susan kiss another man. God my cock's so hard it hurts."

She laughed softly and said, "You'll see more my friend, much more. Let's go."

I did.

She gave good directions and we soon pulled into a farm. We got out and looking back I could see the pickup pulling in but only Tom could be seen.

"Where's Susan?" I asked, a note of anxiety in my voice.

As the truck stopped and Tom yelled out, "OH GOD!" Seconds later he was laying back breathing hard and I saw Susan sit up in the seat beside him, a large gob of whitish cream dripping down her chin. She saw us looking and said, "Mark get over here you've got to see this."

I went to the truck and she held up Tom's huge cock and said, "Look! God he's huge like a mule. I've never seen a cock so big. It was all I could do to get it in my mouth."

They got out and I turned and opened our trunk to get our suitcases. "You won't be needing clothes Mark, Arala walked up behind me and grabbed my crotch to make her point.

I smiled and said, "They're for when we leave doll."

Tom walked over and offered his hand, I took it and shook it warmly. "I guess we're your pupils for the weekend. I'm looking forward to learning the art of swinging.

He smiled and said, "Let's go in an... OOP's." He gestured to the girls and my cock turned to solid steel again Susan and Arala were embracing with their lips locked together like a couple of flaming lesbians. I groaned. Then a car drove past and Tom said, "C'mon girls let's get this show inside."

They didn't move Tom said, "Mark we'll have to pry them apart I think they're stuck."

Susan came to me when I pulled her away blushing heavily and said, "God first time I kiss a woman and it feels wonderful. That might just become a habit."

I laughed and we hauled them into the house where I let go of Susan as Tom released Arala. They went back together at once like a couple of magnets and clothes fell to the floor. I looked around for Tom and saw him at a wet bar. I looked back at the girls then I joined him as the girls slowly sank to the floor.

I indicated the room and said' "You guys read my mind when you decorated this room. It's great."

He said, "Glad you like it, most of it's just stuff we came across at different yard and garage sales."

We both looked at our wives and sipped beers. After a bit I said, "I never thought Susan would do another woman."

Tom looked at then and said, "Hidden fantasies sneak out at times and trip us up."

I smiled and said, "Have you ever done it?"

"You mean with a guy?"

I nodded.

"Well yes, once. Our life style let's us meet many different people and I have indulged yes. What about you, have you ever try it?"

I said, "Nope, never have. I won't say I never will though because the future is too damn iffy. If you take my meaning."

He chuckled and said, "Maybe we can give it a try later sometime during the weekend."

I didn't say anything. We stood there sipping our beers, watching our women rolling around on the floor totally oblivious of us.

"AAAAGGGGHHH!" Susan was thrashing and screaming through a huge orgasm, panting heavily below Arala's tongue, which was buried in her soaking cunt.

Tom said, "Wow she really gets into it doesn't she?"

Arala looked up, "Mix us a couple jack rabbits Tom I think Sue needs one."

Tom nodded and began mixing several liquors then reached below the bar and pulled out an old brown earthen jug and added a small amount to each glass. He looked at me and said, "Arala won't drink anything else. Keep an eye on your wife when she drinks this." He put the jug away and stirred both drinks.

I winked at him and I said, "Let me."

He nodded and I took both glasses over to the girls. They sat up and I gave one to each. Susan sniffed and said, "Smells good."

Arala said, "Be sure to sip don't gulp."

Sue nodded and she took a sip then leaped to her feet. "Holy Shit! What's in here?"

Arala told her that it was a mixture of Rum, Sour Mash Whisky and Moonshine.

I asked, what happens if someone gulped it?"

Tom said, "It feels like you're throat is on fire, regular water won't cool it off either."

Susan smiled and said, "It does taste good."

Arala walked over to me and said, "Well, the gay stuffs over, how about we get your clothes off I can't wait to feel your cock in me."

I smiled and gave her body the once over. It was exciting to imagine fucking this pretty woman. I wanted her bad. I said," Okay, then let's get started shall we?"

Susan went up to Tom and snuggled her naked body against his, massaging the big lump in his pants. "Me too, only I have one request," she said.

"And what's that babe?" Tom asked.

"I would like you to fuck my brains out in front of your wife and my husband. Is that okay with you?"

He said, "Well babe I'll give it my best shot."

Arala looked at me and said, "So Mark what have you got hidden in there for me?" She rubbed her naked body against me like a cat in heat.

All of a sudden I felt nervous. I said, "I'm sorry but it's nothing like Tom's in fact I'm kind of ashamed to..."

Susan came over to me and said, "Mark's right he doesn't have a cock like Tom's that's because he has a cock like Mark's." She turned my face to look into my eyes and said, "Mark don't you worry you'll do fine." She kissed me and said, "Arala your lover!"

She said, "How big are you Mark?"

I told her that it was six inches.

She said, "Hell you had me worried, I thought you were going to say you were three or under. Hell six inches is a monster compared to some we've partied with right Tom?"

He said, "Sure is Mark, you have any problems we have a certified shrink in the family."

They smiled and Arala pulled me to her and kissed me. Soon my clothing was beside hers and Susan's on the floor. Damn could she kiss!

We sank to the floor and I made love to her. She was strangely demure and submissive at first but after learning my techniques she returned my ardor and became at least equal to my efforts, so much so that I became the submissive. I gasped at the tightness of her pussy. I couldn't believe that a woman with as much experience could be so tight.

She looked ay me and said, "What?"

"You're so tight!"

She chuckled and put the squeeze on my cock. I groaned and thrust harder. I moaned and went at it with a will, fucking her made me think of my first lay, Roberta. She'd been virgin and was this tight. It boggled my mind that Arala, after years of fucking Tom's huge cock could be so tight.

Arala come twice as I plowed in and out of her pussy. While still humping Arala I happened to glance over at Susan and groaned, my cock got even harder as I thrust into Arala. I could see Tom had that huge monster in Susan's asshole.

Then Arala got my attention when she cooed in my ear that she'd like me to do her the same way and her legs went up around my ass shoving me deeper into her pussy.

The next time I looked over at Susan and Tom she was on top of him and riding that baloney pony of his for all she was worth, her plump but shapely ass a blur as she fucked his oversized cock.

Moments later Arala called for a break and together we fixed some drinks and I tried one of her "Jack Rabbits". It wasn't bad and being a little over macho I took more than a sip and liked to have burnt my throat out. Arala laughed and gave me a lemon wedge, she said to suck the juice out and eat the pulp and rind. That it would help. But it'll still burn for a while and my eyes watered. But I recovered soon enough and watched my Susan as she tried to decide whether to suck Tom's cock or sip the drink.

Arala wanted to dance. So that's what we did. She put on some slow music and we danced close totally naked while Susan and Tom watched.

As we danced I told Arala my history, about how I'd become a hippie in the late sixty's and early seventies when I was seventeen. I'd gotten into drugs pretty heavily, acid, cocaine, heroin, marijuana, you name it I'd tried it or taken it. I became a junky for a while sucked down cough syrup for a weird buzz.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Susan stroking Tom's cock and dancing close to him as he held her at the hips.

I guess Arala had seen enough to get her going again and it wasn't too long before we were back on the floor making love while Tom and Susan watched us, all the while feeling each other up.

This time I tried taking her in the ass. Soon I was wondering what I'd gotten myself into, her ass was like a death trap as I plunged into her repeatedly. She kept moaning and when an orgasm hit her, her sphincter tighten so tight I couldn't move.

A little frustrated at that I waited till it hit again and using the strength of my gender, forced the situation. She screamed and nearly bucked me off, but I held to her and rode it out.

Arala shrieked as another orgasm ripped through her nervous system and she promptly passed out. I felt her ass loosen and pulled out of her gently then laid her out straight so she'd at least be comfortable.

I glanced at Susan and Tom. She was once again riding his considerable length going slowly up and down. I crept over to them. When Tom saw me I signaled for him to remain silent. He grinned as I slipped up behind Susan and matching her movements began an oral assault on her asshole.

She screamed, "You sneaky Mother fucker! Don't you ever do that again! Do you want me to have a heart attack?"

Tom started laughing at us and it got her laughing too. She said, "God! I didn't know what was going on, all I knew was that something touched my asshole and I knew where Tom's hands were and I thought I knew where you where. Damn my heart is still racing."

I said, "Well why don't you get back down here babe I want some more lunch."

I watched Susan and Tom fuck for a while. I felt envious as it dawned on me that I would never be able to spread her like that. For a moment it began to bother me but I pushed it to the back of my mind.

Arala asked' "Do you guys role play?"

I looked at her and shrugged and said, "No, nothing major and never in front of anyone else."

"Mark, you like a little humiliation, admit it," Susan said.

"Yes I guess so, but only in front of you. I don't know if I could handle it now."

Arala was moaning and she was rubbing her pussy. She said, "Oh god the thought of it made me want to cum right here."

Susan said, "A fantasy of yours is it?"

"Yes a sore spot between the two of us I won't do it and that's our sore spot," Tom said.

"My room mate in college, her boy friend was like that and so was she. I was exposed to that stuff for three years. I've missed it," Arala said with regret in her voice.

Then Arala sauntered up to me sexily, "It's been a while Mark, I will be gentle I promise." She looked up at me with pouty lips and a little girl face. I looked at the two females and then Tom.

Tom said, "Don't look at me my friend any choice I make you'd resent later."

I nodded and sighed heavily and went behind the bar to make myself a drink. As went to the patio door I brushed back the curtain and freaked out. There at the patio door was a woman beautiful beyond belief. She looked down at my crotch and I realized I was NAKED!

I jumped back and covered myself with the curtain, "Alert, company at the door!"

Everyone covered themselves until Tom saw who it was. He walked over to the window and said, "It's Carl and Judy, my brother and his wife. Let them in Mark they swing with us all the time."

I unlatched the glass door and slid it open. The beautiful woman said, "Well hello all," as she came up to me. "Hmm, nice cock."

I just stood there gawking as my boner began to spring to life.

She walked in and began to undress. A big and very tall man came in behind her who looked like a near copy of Tom. His arms were covered with tattoos and he carried a brown earthen Jug. He looked me over. I made a lame joke about how big he was and he laughed and held out a huge tattooed hand and said, "Carl Dahls, nice to meet yeah."

I shook his huge mitt and exchanged names with him. After introductions were over Carl hoisted the brown jug over his head and said, "You said you were running low so I brought you a half gallon."

Susan told Judy what we'd been talking about before they'd arrived. She turned to me and said, "Oooo, I'd like to play, I haven't had a male slave in years," she giggled mischievously.

I said, "No way!"

I Susan came over to me, "Please Mark, it won't hurt you to do it here."

I looked into my wife's eyes and said, "Okay, if I do this then you must agree to be my slave for two full weekends."

She said, "Now wait I never..."

"It's the only way I'll agree. See it's okay for me to play the slave, but not you."

She wanted this bad enough to finally give in to my demands. Then the fun began.

Three females got it into their heads to shave my entire body then dowsed me in perfume. After that, while Tom and Carl watched, they dressed me in some of Arala's sexy clothing. Arala got out her makeup while Susan tried to trim my hair.

I stood and took the scissors from her hands and said in a gruff voice; "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" She backed down at once. I said I haven't kept my hair long all these years to have you cut it off for a weekend of sex play.

Judy said, why don't we style it like mine. We're about the same length. She was nude and beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off her body. She walked up to me and kissed me. Then she said, "Slave Mark, stay silent." And she patted me on the ass.

Susan said, "Yes and you'll be punished for refusing to let me cut your hair."

I mumbled, "Cut it only after you shave your own head."

They finished dressing me up and took me outside into the back yard and said, "Okay boys, here's another girl to fuck."

Carl came over and walked around me and said, "Hmmm, makes a better looking girl than he did a man," and ordered me to my knees.

I complied and he dropped his pants and displayed a cock. It was even bigger than Tom's.

Then Carl said, "Okay girly suck it and don't you lose a drop when I cum either."

I looked over at the girls and said jokingly, "I need a coach."