I lunched with our buxom friend Janine to talk over a delicate situation. Sitting across from the gorgeous brunette, various scenarios played out in my head. I decided to see where our conversation would go in order to plot the best course. I figured to just lead off with the truth. “I’m having an affair with Big Nick,” I confessed.
She asked, “Does your husband know?”
“Sure Carl knows,” I said. “He’s watched me fuck Big Nick lots of times. Our place, their place, whenever we go to parties.”
“But does he know you’re seeing Nick outside the group?”
“Jesus, I hope not,” I lied. I’d want to be the one to tell my own husband. Can’t imagine how anyone else could say anything. It’s not like Nick and I go out in public. Mostly hotel rooms and stuff. Sometimes in his van.”
“So what is it about Nick? You and Carl do other people all the time. It’s never been an issue. I’ve always admired you two for that.”
“I don’t know, Janine. It’s not that simple. Nick has a different attitude about what we do.”
“How so? Elaborate, my child.”
I grinned. “Don’t you ‘my child’ me, you fuck-happy little tart.”
“Me? Hah! You brought me into the circle, remember.”
“Ahem…” I blushed. “Yes, Carl and I did that, didn’t we?”
My husband had found Janine hopelessly horny in a bar, taking on all comers in a men’s room. Carl called and said he had ‘an emergency’. He knew if a girl had resorted to that sort of behavior to get off, the poor thing would have big trouble sooner than later.
“And it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” she said. “Thank you for that, Ellen. I don’t need to be concerned about safety with your crowd. It was like I was out of my head before I met you and your friends. I’d put myself in situations where I’d lose control. Sexual need just took over my better judgment.”
After not much persuasion, Janine had taken to the swinger scene quicker and more enthusiastically than anyone could have imagined. The fact that she wasn’t married set her apart from the rest of us. We could always use an oversexed bisexual female at our parties. The state of abandon she regularly achieved would put her out of her senses at times. But Janine found it tough to orgasm. Her blanched, drawn complexion and dark circles reflected a plethora of unresolved desires. She could spend hours on the edge, desperate for release before sliding over. Janine on the edge was a phenomenon to behold.
I asked, “Hasn’t Nick slipped you any cock yet? If not, you should see what I mean. He’s not like the others.”
“How so?”
“Well, if you can believe it, Nick’s more into the connection than the actual sex.”
“Again—how so? He appears so forceful with you and his wife Missy.”
“That’s all an act. He’s very restrained.”
“Restrained? In what way?”
“For instance—about the physical part.”
“Your husband isn’t considerate?”
“Used to be. At first Carl would hold my hand or put his arms around me, brushing hair from my eyes when somebody was having sex with me. Encouraging me. Kissing my forehead. Twisting my nipples. Saying how much he loves me. Now he hardly even watches me fuck or suck anyone any more.”
“Does Nick? Does he watch when you’re fucking another guy?”
“No. In fact, he’s been the only one lately. He gets weird if I even suggest a threesome with another man.” Though not exactly true, it sounded right in the moment.
Janine asked, “What about another woman?”
“And who might you suggest, you hot-bottomed little slut? Should I offer him that sweet round behind of yours? Nick sure would like fucking that little hole.”
“Don’t even kid about something like that. Nick’s way too big.”
“But Nick knows how to make it easy. He takes his time.”
“Carl doesn’t suspect?”
“Carl doesn’t notice anything I do. He’s always fucking little Missy.”
“That poor woman.”
“She married Nick, so she must like huge cocks.”
“What are you telling me, Ellen? That you’re in love with Big Nick? For that matter, are you still in love with Carl?”
“It’s just that Nick is more than the size of his cock.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen him in action. Knows how to use it well, judging by your screams. Missy too, whenever he bangs her.”
“Yes, he does get us girls going, doesn’t he? He’s all about his partner’s orgasm. He won’t come before I do. Says it turns him on to watch me slip over. He’s so considerate. Even more so in private. He won’t even put it in until I’m through with mine and my pussy has slackened up again. He works it in slowly, very considerately. He knows how disproportionate he is. When it’s all the way in, the thing fills spaces not many cocks can.
“Wow,” said Janine.
“So you’ve really never fucked Big Nick?”
Janine confessed, “To tell the truth, I’ve been afraid. I’ve never taken one so big. Nobody at any of my other gangbangs approached what Nick’s swinging. Even your husband Carl is so huge I stay away from him. I don’t retain much common sense when I’m in that state. I wouldn’t want to get my cunt bruised or sphincter torn or something. So far those two have only jerked off on me. How do you handle such a thing?”
“Carl keeps me fairly stretched.”
“I’ll bet. But Nick’s is even thicker. I can’t imagine…”
“Oh, but Nick wouldn’t hurt you. It’s really not so bad once your pussy loosens up. Like I say, he’s not into the macho thing. He sure doesn’t want to hurt anybody with it. He’d make certain you’re wet and ready. I stay—well, like I said, I stay pretty accommodating—being married to Carl.” At least the last part was true.
“Yeah. I see Carl be rough sometimes,” Janine said, rolling her eyes.
“Carl’s as impetuous as you are, sweetie. Gets out of control easy. Then he’s like a battering ram.”
“You wouldn’t mind? Me and Nick?”
“I—I don’t think so,” I said, knowing when I’d struck a chord. “I’m not a person who tends toward jealousy. But it has been a while since he’s sampled anybody besides me, or his wife at those things. The other guys won’t let Nick or Carl near anybody until they’ve all finished. So our big boys don’t get somebody’s cunt all fucked out before the others have had their chance. So Carl and Nick take their proclivities out on me and Missy.”
“Come to think, I’ve never seen Nick fuck anybody but you two. No matter how horny I get, I still wouldn’t feel confident taking something that size.”
“Of course, you do allow them their after-fuck bukkake. After squirting all over you in the blow-up kiddie pool, Nick and Carl are finished. Missy and I wear them out beforehand.”
“Those guys just love masturbating on me. And I love the way women rub themselves off on me too.”
“You’re everybody’s darling.”
Janine blushed and broke eye contact. “Aww. You guys are sweet.”
“Maybe we could set up our own threesome? Maybe Nick can make you come easier. Could be fun! On the other hand, maybe we’ll be too much for him.”
“Hah!” laughed Janine. “Fat chance. But I must say that Nick has been intriguing to watch. The way that thing stretches a vagina. How he dips in and out until you or little Missy are sopping and well loosened up. Makes me curious, if you know what I mean. Whether I could handle the whole thing? Now that you mention it, I’ve never heard any complaints of Nick hurting you. Or Missy. Not like everybody whining about Carl’s excessive treatment.”
“Janine? … Nick fucks my ass.” Another lie.
“No! Oh my god! Can you take it all?
“Balls deep, as they say.”
“And what about Missy? Nick’s wife. Does she have any clue? Are they still a couple? She doesn’t seem to get into it like the rest of us. I always think of her with a stick up her ass.”
“Yeah, he tells me she won’t let him put it there. She’s afraid of it too. Even in her pussy. Takes some time till it gets it all the way in. Hah! Come to think—maybe that’s why he won’t fit in her asshole—not with the stick up there! I guess that’s why she’d rather fuck Carl. At least he’s a bit smaller.”
“Haha! Yeah! But Missy doesn’t have any trouble handling Nick with her mouth. Or Carl for that matter.”
“You call that a blow-job? All she does is stretch her lips over the end then turn her head side to side like she’s saying ‘no’. Rubs the knob along her teeth. It never even gets in her mouth, let alone deep-throat anybody. “
“Sure makes for an explosive scene when he comes.”
“Yes, she just loves smearing it all over her face. Anything she doesn’t have to swallow. Such a poseur.”
“Looks great though. Jizz all over.” Janine waved to the waiter. “Another Chablis, please.”
Later that night, I called Nick and told him I had something special for him. I didn’t say what it was, not exactly, but promised it would blow his mind. Gave him a hotel room number and said to be there Friday evening at eight o’clock sharp. That I’d unlock the door a few minutes before, and that he should simply walk in. The rest would be obvious.
Janine arrived at seven. “Does your husband know you’re here?” she asked apprehensively.
“Carl’s out of town. I told him I’d be at a concert tonight so there’s no chance he’ll call. I’ll turn my cell off in any case.”
“When’s Nick supposed to come? Does he know I’ll be here?”
“Don’t worry about Nick coming,” I grinned, an attempt to lighten the conversation. I poured us each a glass of red and sat beside her on the sofa. “Here, sip this. It’ll calm you down.”
“Thanks Ellen. God, I’m scared.”
I put my arm around her shoulder. “C’mere, honey. Let me hold you. Now what’s so scary?”
“Oh, I don’t know. It’s not like I don’t like swinging. I really love my sex.”
What an understatement. Lately, Janine had been the main sexpot in demand at those parties. She’d become so desperate begging for orgasm, nobody (except Carl and Nick, who were stuck with Missy and me) would bother to have sex with anybody else. Everybody wanted the voluptuous, hyper-ballistic Janine. Or at least watch her in action. She’d go for anything simply for the thrill. It wasn’t about this unabashed twat servicing the men. Or the women for that matter. Janine indulged in the lust and exhibitionism for herself. Enjoyed showing off in a way that proved less compromising than on a husband and wife. Everybody understood the swingers compact between married partners. But Janine was fair game. Bitch had no partner to answer to. Nobody threatened to ditch her for such disgraceful behavior. Even in our wayward crowd, Janine took the cake.
I brushed two fingers along her face. “I do too. I love your sex too.”
Janine chuckled, “Thanks, Ellen. That’s cute. You’re so sweet.”
“I’ll be with you all the while. Let’s take off our clothes. Give me a kiss.”
Janine’s nervous energy settled as we explored each other’s hungry mouth. Longer and longer, deeper and deeper our tongues intertwined. Breathing shared breath, our heated personal scents combined in a humid musk. I couldn’t help thinking how many cocks she had laved like that. How many loads of sperm had traveled the way before me. How much jism the girl had swallowed by the time my saliva had saturated her luscious lips.
While enraptured within the ether of our sensuality, Nick must have crept in. Next thing I knew, he was standing there, staring as we girls performed a sixty-nine, deep in each other’s muff. He was rubbing himself through his trousers. “Ahah! So this is your surprise. This wanton slut.”
“Nick!” I cried.
At first Janine was so distracted by what she was doing, she wasn’t aware of Nick’s presence. Even if, she couldn’t speak quite yet, her tongue still in my snatch, my legs squeezing against her ears blocking out any sound.
“Look what the cat drug in,” I exclaimed, wiggling my nether parts away from Janine and her insistent lingual manipulations.
The highly aroused girl looked up, blinking, unsure of what was happening. “Whaaa…”
“It’s Nick,” I said. “Now we’ll have our threesome!” I turned to Nick. “Pull out that cock, you hung fuck. Let’s see what it looks like up close.”
“No mystery you haven’t seen much of it,” said Nick. “Considering it’s mostly inside you when I see you at all.”
“Oh, such a kidder. Look how hot Janine is. I got her wet and ready for you, baby. Look at that plump pussy. Nice and open. ”
Janine, in her compromised sexual condition, wobbled to her feet and staggered toward the big man. She pressed her naked body against his, grinding her seeping cunt on his thigh, leaving a dark spot on his trousers. “Oh, Nick. Ellen put me up to this, but I want it too. Please fuck me. I need to get off. She said you’d do me right.”
“You bet I’ll do you, baby,” said Nick, pressing down insistently on her shoulders. “On your knees.”
“Please be gentle.”
“Pull it out. Suck it.”
Janine, nonplussed at Nick’s crude demands but still impossibly horny, fumbled at his zipper. Tugging at his cock, the huge thing flopped forward, not quite hard, but all the more foreboding in its downward droop. “Oh!” she said.
“Swallow it,” said Nick.
“I can’t. It’s too big.”
Nick twisted a fist in her hair. He yanked her head toward his crotch. “I said suck it. Open wider.”
“I can’t. Agghgh. I cagn. I cagg-”
By then, Nick had become fully hard. Frustrated at the disparity of fit, he shoved more forcibly, twisting her head from side to side with both hands, trying to get the bulb past her teeth and down her throat. No go.
I suggested that maybe he’d do better in her pussy.
Nick drew his cock from her oral embrace, the exit making a slurping sound as he popped free. “Turn around. All fours on the bed,” he demanded.
Janine, so obviously beside herself with confusion, fear and hyper-sexual need, obeyed and scrambled to the bedroom. She knelt face down and wiggled her ass in the air, desperate, presenting to him a sopping mat of disrupted hair and livid flesh.
Nick dug four fingers into her wide-open cunt, assessing her level of viscosity and if she could accept such a massive invader. Satisfied, he lifted his cock and positioned it.
I could see Janine’s reaction as Nick pressed the wide head against her slick entrance. “Take your time going in,” she begged.
Nick spread her cheeks wider, wrenching askew a twitching puckered asshole. Gradually, Janine’s swollen labia parted in a yawn of acceptance. The intuitive Nick responded with a quick jab of his powerful loins. The first incursion drove the head past her greedy entrance in one abrupt thrust. “Take that, you voracious cunt.”
Janine glared at me with a potpourri of humiliation, anger and bewilderment as her libido separated incoherent thoughts from the reality the impalement inflicted on her stretched-wide sheath. “Aahhhhgh!” she cried.
Finally accepting her fate, Janine bucked and rammed back against him, matching thrust for thrust, her glistening cunt gradually widening to the invasive wedge. Slowly, he drew back to the tip then slammed into her again and again, splashing moisture and squishy emanations from the repeatedly abused area.
Janine’s eyes glazed over, the sting and humiliation of the sudden assault obviously mitigated by Nick’s technique as he slipped the huge knob in and out along the entirety of her slick passage. A thin smile of resignation replaced the shock and awe of Nick’s assured conquest of her tender parts. The wanton girl hung on the edge of coming in rare fashion.
A moan caught in Janine’s throat. An uncontrolled wag of her ass exploded, her long black hair a wild, kinetic nimbus, flying around her head as she tipped over, nearly swooning from the power of her climax. Once again, she dropped her head to the bed, ass held aloft, pegged to Nick’s cock.
A movement by the door caught my attention. It was Carl, bolting the door behind him. I’d told him to be there at 8:30.
My husband walked to the opposite side of the bed, winked to his friend and drew out his own huge schlong, slapping it across Janine’s face. “When’s my turn?” he asked.
The now extremely agitated and impaled woman once again made eye contact with me. All the frustration, pain and humiliation washed over her countenance as she realized she’d been had. Apparently it didn’t matter. Janine took to the situation, opening her mouth wide for Carl.
So now Missy and I go to those parties without our husbands. The other girls thanked us as well. Our randy, well-hung guys are now kept occupied in another location with the insatiable Janine. Missy and I get to fuck guys with normal cocks.
Janine enjoys regular orgasms now. She’s got a bounce to her step. Her complexion, attitude and general health have improved, and Missy’s cunt has settled back to normal.
Mine too.
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