Cindy and I had just moved to a new house. At a neighborhood meet and greet, we met Ron and Kat. We quickly established that the four of us were swingers and they had invited us over that evening with a few of their other “friends”. Around nine, we walked over to their house.
Cindy had already fucked one of the neighbors earlier that day, his cock having been recommended by Kat, our hostess. Just like asking a neighbor for a recommendation on a good plumber or electrician, He was, per Kat, nice,, clean, discrete, no drama, and had a large cock. The owner of that large cock had repeatedly teased a flimsily covered nipple (or two) of Cindy’s during an afternoon party and the nipple(s) had sent an urgent message to her pussy. Pussy had sent a message to Cindy’s brain to go find that cock and have it cum over. (There’s a blog with more details about that.)
Kat said that her husband Ron’s favorite activity was watching her get fucked and his absolute favorite was watching a cum eruption into her mouth and onto her face. I liked to watch Cindy too but as a side dish not necessarily the main course. After fucking two or three women, I was done. Cindy after fucking three guys was just getting started, so watching her was fun after my cock was lifeless. Usually, the fun of watching Cindy, resulted in my ability, after we got home, to go another round with Cindy while replaying the fantasies of that evening. A special turn on was feeling the remnants of cum still inside her and the few still sticky places that had eluded her clean up efforts, like down her inner legs.
At Kat’s house, we met another half dozen couples and a few single guys, although by then, who was with who, who was the single, etc was a little fuzzy. Still everyone had their clothes on. Some clothing is usually always worn in the living room. and women usually sit on towels. Leaving cum stains on the micro fiber couch is considered in bad taste. At some point Kat announced that it was time for everyone to get comfortable, a signal for most lights to be turned off, leaving only candles and for folks to remove most of their clothes. Pants, skirts, shirts and tops were neatly folded, and everyone picked a spot where they might lay undisturbed, along with purses. Men had either boxers or thongs on, women, a pair of panties, a few still had a bra on. The early nervousness was lifting like a fog, partially due to the drinks which Kat knew to mix strong for the women so they would loosen up, and light for the men so they didn’t have “performance” isues.
Most all these folks knew each other from prior parties so Cindy was the new fuck and quite frankly, clearly one of the best there, pretty, medium sized but natural tits, protruding and excited nipples, perfect body lines, and, although not revealed yet, a nice full set of pussy lips, and a small well trimmed pie slice of fur, which were covered by a tiger stripped thong like, bikini bottom thing that could have never been worn at the beach.
I watched Cindy, smiling, having a good time, chatting, sipping wine, almost naked, except for that tiger stripped thing and a matching pair of platform shoes. A half dozen guys, stared at her, her tits, her face, her dark cherry lips, where they hoped their cocks would soon be sliding into. They were touching themselves discretely, waiting impatiently for that moment when they would head upstairs. Occasionally she might reach into a boxer’s front slit and gently caress a cock, or run her fingers up the silky front of a thong where a cock was eager to burst free.
I remembered it had been 20 years since we first fucked. A first for both of us, though she had been familiar with the cock (cocks, plural actually) and cum. She had learned to enjoy the feel of cum and even the taste of cum, well before we met. It had been 15 years since our honeymoon and 10 years since I came to realize that her pussy could not be monogamous. In those 10 years, I had to make some adjustments. Jealousy about a new cock penetrating the lips of her pussy, or seeing the lips of her mouth wrapped around another cock, and often both, or the sight of cum dripping down her tongue or out of the corner of her mouth had to be replaced with excitement. For the most past, I had mastered that. The idea that there was going to be some parity between the pussies I entered and the cocks that entered her was a farce. It was more like two to one or even three to one. Maybe more depending on what counted. I was ok with that now. Sort of.
In spite of my mind wandering off a tad, I was enjoying my chat with Kat, and another guy had joined us. It was time to play. Kat got up and announced that there were two rooms with king beds upstairs, a room with two twins and a room with a fold out that was already folded out. All that and a study with leather couch/loveseat on the main floor meant there was a place for everyone. Kat led the way up the stairs, two guys in tow. Cindy followed with about three guys close behind. The other guy with me gently helped Kat remove her panties. We laid her on the bed. I was making out with her, I wasn’t letting those lips go anywhere for the time being and I was playing with one of her tits. She was gently stroking my cock. The other guy fondled the other tit and went down on her…. good deal… I get her mouth, he gets her pussy. We both seemed happy. In a chair by the bed I noticed Ron, looking at his wife and stroking his dick. We were all happy.
Soon, I could tell the other guy was being efficient at his pussy eating, clit flicking whatever, I knew she would get there more quickly if I took my cock out of her mouth and let her have her O moment.. Soon, she let out a few grunts, relaxed her tense grip on my arm, eyes opened wide, mouth even wider, belly convulsed. She had it… a good one by all accounts. Now the other guy had earned his right to fuck her, which he did and I stuck my cock back into her mouth. It didn’t take long for the other guy to erupt into her. Kat hadn’t quite got me there yet, her effort, while wonderful, always seemed a bit distracted by what was happening to her pussy. Understandable.
She took my cock out of her mouth once again and said:
” Now, just fuck me.”
I did, although I was afraid that Ron would prefer I unload into her mouth, and frankly so did I, But. I stuck my cock into her pussy as requested,and established the rhythm she seemed to enjoy the most. Even though she was still filled with cum, it felt wonderful. By the look on Kat’s face, she was appreciating my cock in her as well. Another woman came in, Kat and her said hi and touched each other, not just on the arm. It was obvious they knew each other well and intimately. Ron came to life, let go of his dick, came over to Kat’s friend and motioned to go down on her. I had a feeling he was going face down into a mixture of cum and pussy juice. It didn’t seem to matter to either of them. Soon, still looking into Kat’s eyes, I came, my load mixing with the remnants of that other guy. There was a waterfall of cum dripping from her pussy. I kept my cock inside her for what seemed like an eternity, gently moving in and out. If nothing else happened, I got to fuck Kat, this evening was a success. I thought about sticking around to fuck or get sucked by the other girl but I got the impression that the two girls had something else in mind with those waterfalls of cum, and it might be time for me to leave. I grabbed my boxers.
I figured Cindy was in the other king bed, I was right. There she was, on her knees, face down onto someone’s cock, ass and pussy up in the air, with some guy on his knees pumping his large cock into her pussy. However, shiny droplets around the redish starburst of her anus said that this guy was not the first of the evening to have his cock in the area. By and large, especially large, Cindy preferred a cock to be in her pussy, rather than in her ass. But not always. Next to her was another woman on her back, fonding Cindy’s tits getting fucked by some guy riding her on his outstretched arms. Another guy was sitting in a chair, wiping off and playing with his dick.
He looked at me and said: “Oh that’s my wife Jan playing with your wife’s tits. Not sure who the guys she is doing now are, nor for that matter who the guy is doing my wife, but wow, your wife, she gives great head.”
“By the way” he continued “I’m Bill”
“Thanks Bill, I’m Kip”
At that moment whoever it was that was fucking Bill’s wife, pulled his dick out of her and started furiously masterbating himself as he shot a huge load accross her belly, up onto her tits and even up onto her face. Jan seemed to love that and started to smear the cum all over her body, and face and licked her fingers.
Jan now turned her attention to me. She could see I might need some help getting back up to full power so she pushed me on my back and started sucking my cock. Hmmmm that was feeling good and was starting to work.
Cindy noticed me, and smiled as she took the cock out of her mouth, stroked it by hand, hard and fast, until both of us could tell he was about to erupt in a fountain of cum. At the first spurt she put her mouth back over it milking his cock into her mouth, swallowing much while the rest dripped out of her mouth. I just watched and the combination of that and my cock being sucked on by Bill’s wife got me hard as a rock again.
Before Cindy even had the chance to suck the guy’s cock clean and dry, the other guy in Cindy flipped her over onto her back and started his final violent gyrations towards his ejaculation, pounding inside her cunt. He came quickly, ejaculating everything he had inside her. You could tell this was his first load of the evening, obviously not Cindy’s. There was already cum over her pussy area all the way up to her belly button, and it wasn’t from this guy. Cindy got up gave me a kiss on the cheek. She knew I didn’t want to kiss her on the lips when some guy’s cum was still on them. And that guy had left quite a bit on them no matter how she tried to lick it off. I didn’t mind fucking her when the cum of some previous jockey was in her or oozing to get out, but I had my limits.
The other guy fucking Cindy finally pulled his cock out of her, mumbled something complimentary, kissed her on the lips, perhaps forgetting he was kissing the cum of the other guy as well. As he was getting up to leave Cindy grabbed him by the butt and drew his sloppy wet cock into her mouth. In a few moments, she had sucked it completely clean and almost dry. She was doing that as much for my entertainment as anything. He then got up and left. Cindy soon left after kissing Jan on the lips and giving a quick lick to Jan’s tits. Given that both Jan and Cindy had cum on their lips, and Jan still had some on her tits, it was a huge turn on for me. Thank God, Bill left too. After watching Cindy clean off that other guy’s cock and watching her and Jan trade tongue cum, he needed to go find something to fuck, leaving Jan and I needed privacy.
She was really cute, nice body, which she knew how to use, and she really enjoyed fucking. I was on my back, she rode me, swaying back and forth. I played with her tits, even though they still had cum on them. Each time she would pull her pussy slightly off my cock, she displayed her clit and gave me a moment to play with it. She would reach back and play with my balls. For some reason, we enjoyed looking at each other. I enjoyed looking at her body, parts of which were glistening with a combination of cum and sweat. She came, then pulled off me and finished me off with her mouth. I came, it was good and we just spent a few moments together before rejoining the group downstairs. Not wanting to be outdone by Cindy, she licked my cock clean with long sweeps of her tongue. Bill’s wife had excellent cocksucking skills herself.
After getting back downstairs, I asked Cindy if the three guys up there had been the same ones she had gone up with. It was my subtle way of finding out how many people she had fucked and or given blow jobs to. I knew that she had done more than three. The tell tale spurts of cum around her pussy, her belly and on and near her ass told the story.
“One was.” Cindy said.
That meant five, six for the day with the neighbor, I thought. I dont know why I still counted, why it mattered.
I just said “Oh”… What else was there to say?
But I did ask her: “So, ready to go home? Do you want to stay a while and socialize?.. Or are you still in the mood to play?”
“Play… “
One word said it all. Cindy was in the mood for more cock, no further explanation was needed.
“Oh sure I said.” What else could I say? I should have been used to this by now. What’s a few more cocks spraying the inside of her vagina or her mouth with cum? What was a few more cocks to lick dry?
She had brought and put on a small flimsy see through wrap with top while in the living room. It was the kind of outfit you put over your bikini, a cover up. Only there was no bikini, so it wasn’t really covering up anything. Even in the low candlelight, every detail of her body, including the shiny glow between her legs where cum was still flowing out of her vagina, could be seen. She sat on her towel. Her little thong, once hiding the details of the furry bit of mons and puffy labia was put away, so they too were clearly visible She had redone her dark cherry glossy lipstick.
A couple of guys started chatting with her. Their eyes darting from politely looking at her face, to staring down at her tits then her pussy. Cindy understood that process and made sure that the area between her legs was as clearly displayed as possible. The logic as she had explained to me was that since a guy was soon to have his cock and a load of his cum in there, why shouldn’t he be able to look at it. Cindy could be so logical. Again she was being smiley, receptive (I love that word) and charming. It didn’t take long for one of the guys to caress her breasts. Another caressed an inner thigh and her pussy. I could always tell from the expression on her face when someone or something had touched inside those lips of her pussy. Perhaps he didn’t realize that it was cum that he was massaging her pussy with. In fact, as long as he was playing with her pussy and she was “receptive” to it, I dont think he cared. This is the part I loved watching more than any other. Cindy is not the shy one, she will not wait for the men to lead the way, so moments later she got up, turned around and headed towards the stairs that led back to that king sized bed. She was most confident the two guys were right behind her without looking back.
I figured I might as well get a drink, sit down and chat with someone. Luckily, an attractive young lady sat down next to me and said:
“Hi, Sandy here, one of those guys going upstairs with your wife is my husband, the other is a friend of ours”
“Oh hi Sandy, Kip..” I said.
“Friend of ours?” I asked.
“Really, he is actually a friend of Ted, my husband,”
“ok” I said.
“Ted always had the fantasy of watching me fuck someone else. One day he took me out to buy a sexy little black cocktail dress. A few days later, he called saying he and Gene planned to come over and told me to “Look nice”“. she said.
“The little black dress I take it?”
“Yes.”
“Give me time, I need to freshen up my pussy and have a couple glasses of wine”
She continued, “I asked whether Gene knew that he was coming over to fuck me.”
“Yes he does.”
“We had a great evening, although it is a bit wierd the first time you look into your husband’s eyes while you have someone else’s cock in your mouth.” she paused and giggled. “But you get used to it, it becomes fun.”
“That’s how we got into this sport,” she continued. “Eventually, Gene got Ted into playing too. That’s why they are upstairs fucking your wife, and now they dont give a fuck who I fuck.”
She laughed.
I kept on saying “Oh” or “Ok”, what else was there to say.
” So Mr Kip,” she said: “Are we going to fuck?”
“Yes we are.”
We quickly finished our wines. We went in the room where Cindy and Ted and his “friend” were. I peeked in, there were more than three people in there, but only one of them had tits. By the agitated action of one guy’s butt, I pretty much knew where her pussy was, but there was also an extra set of legs in the area indicating that another cock was probably in her ass. Even in the darkness I could tell that another couple of cocks were in the area of her face and that both of her hands, her lips and tongue were involved. Another, stroking himself a bit,waited for a better place to “open up”. He risked losing it though and streaming his cum across her tits and belly before a receptive tongue or her cunt or her ass became available.
It was better for Sandy and I to find another room, but Sandy wanted to stay. Moments after I came in Sandy and pulled out of her, another cock had taken my place, I think that is what Sandy had in mind. Time for me to leave, I’m not sure that Cindy ever knew I was there
Eventually we all returned to the living room. We dressed and got ready to leave. Cindy had even managed to put on another layer of her dark red lipstick. I made it a point to kiss Kat and thank her, and the other two girls I had done that night. I remembered their names and they mine.
More than a few guys came over to kiss Cindy good bye and a few to shake my hand. I was pretty sure that at one point or another the cock of every guy there had found his way into her pussy, her mouth or in her ass. Ok, maybe only a bit more than half of those actually unloaded their cum into her. Whatever, who’s counting? Right?
As we walked home, I asked Cindy about the crowd in the bedroom, and that she seemed to be the only woman in there.
“I was.” she said without hesitation.” adding: “It took me a while to realize you and she were there.”
“Jeezus… there must have been five guys in there.”
“I guess, are you still counting?”… she said laughing.
“Of course not.” I said, lying.
“You had one guy up your ass, one in your pussy?
“Yup.”
“And sucking on two guys at once?”
“Took turns sucking one then the other, while other other was getting a hand job.”
“What about the fifth guy?”
“The guy fucking my pussy came, made room for him.”
“How nice… did the guy in your ass cum?…
“Wow, you are focused on this stuff aren’t you?
“Yup.” I said.
“Actually, I’m not sure. Hard to tell sometimes. I ususally figure it out when I notice myself leaking cum from my ass.”
She laughed. then continued: “You’ll have to tell me when we get home.”
“What about the guys you were sucking on?”
“One guy came, actually he masterbated into my mouth more than me sucking him off, spewed his cum all over my face before I was able to get that cock in my mouth and control things.”
How nice to know that she controlled things by putting a cock in her mouth. I loved listening to those details. There would be more once we got home and started to play with each other. No matter how tired my cock was, those stories would bring him back to life.
“Still want to fuck me when we get home?” she asked with a sweet smirk.
“Yup”
Then I added: “ So did you clean the cum off your lips before you reapplied that lipstick?
“Most of it.” she said with a big wide grin, spinning me around and giving me a big surprise kiss on my lips then stuck her tongue in my mouth.
“So, do you want me to shower before we fuck, or do you want me as I am?
“As you are meaning still full of sticky cum and sweat and pussy wetness?
“Yup.”
“As you are. Besides, I need to check whether there is cum coming out of your ass.”
“I’m sure there is.” She said smiling at me