Making It Swing

Thanks to everyone who has given such great feedback on the previous stories and also thanks to my wife, Jenny, for contributing to this one!

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My wife, Jenny and I sat in my car with our friends Tom and Marie late one night, talking about sex. I should say this is not a normal occurrence for us! It was a few weeks after the foursome experience we had had together (see 'Making New Friends'). I think we all felt a little embarrassed and awkward about the escapade still, although now after an evening in the pub having a good meal and a few drinks we were more relaxed and had finally gotten around to talking about the issue at hand when we were actually driving home. I then pulled into a Forestry Commission woodland area near where the Flanagans live and had parked in the empty moonlit car parking area on this still, quiet April night.

Tom, our tall Irish friend, who was about the same age as Jen and his wife, Marie, early to mid forties, was sat next to me in the front seats. I'm a few years older. Tom and I were both sat half turned looking at the back seat where our wives were just identifiable in the half light from the dashboard and the moonlight outside. Jen, my wife, is quite tall with short dark hair, a lovely slim shapely figure with a killer arse and legs. Jen is an enigma to me even after twenty years of marriage. She is normally quite austere and even prim in the day to day persona as a primary school teacher but she has this wilder, sensual side that she had re-discovered last summer when we had a surprising and exciting sexual adventure with a local farmer (see 'Making Hay' Ch 1-3). Marie is a bit shorter than Jen, very curvy, with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and lovely tits.

When we had our foursome we had talked about having a further adventure - going to a swingers club together as both girls had mentioned this was a fantasy that they wanted to live out. Tom and I were up for that, too, though to be honest, not without some trepidation on my part at least. Tom and Marie had been themselves once a few months before and it was about an hour away.

'So', said Tom, 'are we up for the swingers club one night then?'

'Yes,' said Jen, 'I think so but I just have no idea what it will really be like.'

'Well,' said Marie with her husky, sexy voice that always seemed to be half laughing, 'it was OK when we went, it really was. It was better than I thought it would be to be honest, it was more relaxed though I was very nervous going there. It was at a big house near Horsham and there were about forty people there I guess?'

'Yeah,' said Tom, 'about that, it was a couples night apparently so they were all couples. Like we said we only watched really - and Marie gave a guy a handjob, that was all. This time we want to do the whole thing.'

'So,' I asked, 'they have other nights too?'

'Yeah, seems so,' said Marie. 'They have ordinary club nights and I got that impression from the people who hosted it - I think it was their house, this couple, they were very nice actually. Then they also have this thing called 'Greedy Girls' night which is when women go expecting to have a lot of partners, a gangbang special!'

'Oh, I fancy that,' laughed Jen, and I could see in the dim light of the darkened car on a moonlit night that she put her hand on Marie's jeans-clad knee in the back seat. 'Don't you?'

'Yes, "admitted Marie, 'I could do!"

'What's the attraction?' I asked, 'Of a gangbang, I mean.'

'Oh, I don't know,' said Jen, 'just the abandonment, being really slutty, being taken by five or six men one after the other.'

'Would you want to be sucking one off at the same time?' asked Tom, quietly, and I could see him shifting a little in his seat, adjusting his jeans. I was beginning to feel the same effect. It was a shame we both had babysitters to go back to so had limited time otherwise it dawned on me we could be ending up having sex again as a foursome on this night, in the car, as the atmosphere was going up a notch.

'Oooh yes,' said Jen, leaning forward now, so she was sat right close to Tom in the front passenger seat now,' Can you imagine that, Tom? Me sucking you off when I was getting banged hard from behind by a stranger?'

We all laughed and Tom leant towards Jen, his hand on her face and kissed her on the lips. 'I imagine you sucking me off all the time!' he said as they broke their open-mouthed French kiss.

'Well,' said Jen, her breathing a bit shorter now, her face flushed a little,' all you have to do is ask.'

'Why don't you ask her, then, Tom?' said Marie, also sitting forward now and grinning in the darkened back seat.

Tom kissed Jen again, 'Will you suck me off, Jen?'

Jen turned to Marie, a smile on her lips now, 'What do you think? Do we have time to suck these two men off?'

'Oh, I think so, if we hurry up,' laughed Marie, 'I'll get in the front. Tom you get in the back here.'

Amidst giggling and whispers, Marie got out of the car at the back and moved round the front of the car, meeting Tom coming around the other way. In front of the car they clutched at other and kissed briefly and passionately, and though we had the headIights off, now the car's inside lights had come on with the doors opening there was enough light so I could see Tom lifting up Marie's dark mauve turtle-necked sweater that clung so beautifully to her lovely breasts. Her lacy white bra came into view as Tom squeezed her left breast. They broke their kiss and then Marie was sliding into the passenger seat next to me. I was already unzipping my chinos and freeing my hard cock, lifting up to open the trousers up, giving the cock a few strokes to add to the stiffness. Marie took her sweater off over her head now, and moved over to me. We kissed, her mouth soft and sweet, I reached for her lovely bra-covered breast.

'I recall you enjoyed cumming on my tits, Rob, so let's do it again.'

She then bent down and using her hand and mouth she was soon working on me, her blonde hair moving lightly across me as she went up and down in the semi-darkness. She did it perfectly for me - she had little suction as such, she wasn't sucking hard, but used her mouth, and most certainly her tongue to establish a lovely rhythm and helped steadily with her hand, occasionally taking her mouth off me and licking around the head of my stiff cock before engulfing me again with the sweetness and heat of her mouth.

I heard Tom gasping in the back seat and twisted round a little so I could just make out Jen's head doing the same as Marie's, going up and down as she gave Tom a blow job as he sat in the seat behind Marie. He had his hand on Jen's shoulder and his head back against the seat, his eyes closed. She lifted off him, working him with her hand, leaning into him.

'Feel me, Tom' she whispered urgently, 'I need you to feel how wet I am.'

They were re-organising themselves and then I could see Jen raising herself up and sliding her jeans a little down her hips and then Tom had his right hand in her cream coloured little knickers, and I could see the material moving as he worked her clit, then she had her head back down on him, moaning as she did so.

Then I had my attention wrenched back to Marie as she lifted her mouth off me and worked just her hand on me, leaning up to me she kissed me, I could feel the orgasm building within me, 'I think I want you to cum in my mouth this time,' she whispered in my ear.

'Yes, yes,' I gasped, pushing her head down, feeling it all rise up and then I was cumming, exploding in her soft mouth. I lay back breathing hard, as Marie eventually sat up, wiping her mouth with her hand, and smiling.' God, Rob, you needed that!'

We both heard Tom gasping and say 'Yes, I'm cumming, Jen!' and I looked back and saw that my wife kept going, her head held still, her hand working as she clearly swallowed all Tom's cum.

Then we were all sat back gasping and recovering.

'Wow,' said Tom, turning his head to look at Jen,' thanks, that was great. Did you cum?'

'Oh yes,' said Jen moving closer to him and kissing him.

'So,' I said, 'Its only Marie that's not cum!'

Marie smiled at me. 'That's OK, I can manage that but maybe Jen can help.' Marie was pushing her tight jeans down her hips now, her white knickers along with them - the girls had not dressed with sex in mind this time - and I could see her shaved pussy briefly before her fingers were working and her hand obscured the view. Jen leant forward behind me from the back seat and her arm extended between me and Marie so she could reach Marie. Jen was running her fingers back and forth on Marie's clit, sat forward and facing towards Tom in the back seat. Marie had two fingers jacking back and forth in her wet gash, her head thrown back as Jen fingered her clit. After a while her breathing got more ragged and could be heard above the slurping wet noises from her pussy.

'Yes,' whispered Jen,' come on, Marie, I can tell you are close. Your husband has just cum in my mouth and fingered me off, now it's your turn.'

'Oh God, yes,' breathed Marie, her hand a blur, 'yes, Jen, yes, God, I'm...uh..YES!'

'Wow I can feel you pulsating, stop moving and let me feel it properly'

We all sorted ourselves out, zips were done back up and clothing re-arranged and I started the car up and drove slowly out of the parking area and back towards Tom and Marie's.

'So,' said Tom,' do you want to go on a 'Greedy Girls' night or a couples night?'

'Can we still get gangbanged on a couples night?' asked Jen.

'I guess so,' said Marie, turning round from the front seat, 'we saw a good-looking young woman get done by about five guys when we were there. She had a hot boyfriend too!'

'Oh, five should do it!' said Jen with a laugh.

'I don't know if a gang bang is really my fantasy,' said Marie, 'maybe I'll leave that to Jen, but sex with a stranger or two could be very hot, and I like the idea of people watching.'

'Will there be some more girl-on-girl action from you two?' I asked. Marie and Jen looked at each other and laughed.

'Oh, I think we can arrange that!' said Marie.

'What do we wear?' asked Jen.

'Well, I think the best idea is sexy undies under more normal clothes, like a dress' said Marie. 'The guys just wore towelling robes! Everyone had these masks on.'

'OK,' said Jen, 'I feel a shopping expedition coming on, Marie! Sexy underwear it is!'

JENNY

Far be it from me to spoil your fun, but I'm Jen and I'm taking over for a while - put a woman's spin on the story, we can't have you men having all the excitement can we?

'What about this?' Marie was holding up a bright pink slutty maids outfit with ribbons galore.

'Shh, oh my God practically everyone is looking at us', I replied trying not to smirk.

We were both stood in Ann Summers, it was a busy Saturday afternoon and we were ready to shop for our swinging night. We were trying to be sensible but feeling a little hot looking at all of the outfits and equipment that were on sale; dildos, rampant rabbits, vibrators, sex toys for men, anal love beads and plugs.

'I'm beginning to think I've led a very sheltered life' I whispered, 'I've been with Rob for 20 years and OK, before then there were a few men, but oh my God I think I have missed something!' I turned around and Marie has started 'Mr Ben Realistic 9 inch Dildo' and it was making a great racket moving and twisting rapidly, she was trying frantically to turn it off but was in such a panic she only managed to make it go faster.'

'Here, let me sort that out for you,' the young male assistant said as he came over.

'Umm, thank you, I'm s..s..sorry' Marie stuttered.

'Is there anything I can help you ladies with today, you look a little lost?' I nudged Marie in the elbow and couldn't help but let out a little giggle (must have been that bottle of wine we shared over lunch).

Marie took a deep breath and leaned over to whisper to the assistant. I couldn't help but look at her as she quietly explained (in full detail) what we were up to. She was wearing a low cut emerald blouse and as she leaned forward her cleavage was on show - such a gorgeous bra; green satin and black lace. I wondered what it would be like to slip my fingers under her large breasts and feel their weight.

'Aaah I see,' said Adam (his name tag gave him away) bringing me back from my horny daydreams about Marie's lovely tits. He was about my height, a slim, light skinned black man with a trimmed beard in his thirties, I guess, and his nicely defined body showed under his store t-shirt. 'I'm not so sure from a female's perspective but, if it were me I know exactly how I would like each of you dressed', and with that he made his way to the lingerie hangers.

We stood and waited trying to look a bit cool eyeing up the 'Screaming O Overtime Vibrating Cock Ring' - 'It's totally waterproof for some shower fun apparently!' I whispered to Marie, she giggled back.

'If you'd like to come this way' said Adam as he came into sight laden with silks, satins and lace. He led us to the changing area, there were two cubicles and he handed us what he had chosen.

'For you, he said grabbing Marie by the arm, 'I have selected a red satin and lace basque, this is one of our best sellers, it zips up - or down - at the back and has halter neck ribbons. It will go beautifully with your smooth pale honey skin and create a beautiful shape in the low light. I have selected stockings and a small g string to make up the look'. Adam had a slight accent, maybe Dutch. Marie looked at the underwear admiringly.

'And for you,' he said turning my way, 'I have a simple sexy low cut black lace chemise. The detail on the cup and straps is extraordinary and the quality of this lace is exceptional, you won't need a bra or panties if you don't want them!' I took the chemise from him.

'I shall leave you to try them on' he said and with that he was gone.

'Let's go for it' I said putting down my bags and slipping my leather jacket off, 'you've got to be in it to win it!'

Marie walked into the other changing room and within minutes we were back out both standing next to each other looking at ourselves. I had on the silky black chemise with the fine lace pattern and it felt divine and made me feel even hornier than I already was. Marie wore the red basque, stockings, suspenders and a little red thong.

'Can I just feel that lace, Jen?' she said.

'Of course, wow, you look bloody amazing in that, your boobs look massive'.

'Turn around a minute, Jen'. I did as she said and as I did I could feel her fingers tracing down the centre of my back until they reached the low lace just above my bum. I could feel her kneel down behind me and start to carefully touch and kiss my arse, she lifted up the chemise and started to make low sighing noises as she parted my cheeks.

'Bend over' she whispered, doing as she said a thrill ran down through me and that wonderful hot sensation came over me, realising anyone could come into the changing rooms at any minute. Marie curled her tongue between my buttocks licking my arse with her warm tongue. As she got closer to my pussy her hands opened me and I could feel her long nails pushing me apart as she searched for my juice. As she carefully slipped her fingers in and around me I knew I was soaking, my clit was swollen and as she reached to stroke it I let out a gasp. Rob was good, he really was, but this was something else. Then she began to rub me, slowly at first, then just in the right place and at the right speed, I moved to sit on the small bench seat back in my changing cubicle, with my legs open rudely and Marie slid in beside me, reaching between my spread legs.

'Fucking hell Marie, that is sooooo good, don't stop' I whispered as Marie leant over me in her basque and quietly said that she would keep going as long as it took. She kissed my hair at the back of my head and asked me which sex toys had turned me on the most. As I moved my hips with her fingers I explained which ones had shocked and delighted me and with Marie moving her hips against my thigh, it wasn't long before I came. She felt me shudder and pulsate as she gradually slowed down to a stop, but then as I recovered, I got off the narrow bench and leant over Marie. She put both hands to my face and kissed me softly and gently but with a lustful heat. I gently nudged her stocking clad legs apart and knelt between them, pulling the thin red g-string aside to look at her shaved pussy. I leant forward and lightly licked her, she was already wet. She was soon gasping, and grinding her pussy against me as I got to work on her with my tongue, sliding up and down her slit, flicking it over her clit as Rob did to me. Then she took a gulp of air, threw her head back and her hips made rigid little movements as she came hard, trying hard to not shout out loud. I sat back and wiped my wet face with my hand.

After a couple of seconds with us both lying in a tangled heap on the narrow seat, Marie got up, she looked very flushed, she smoothed down her hair and helped me up and said 'Looks like we've decided on our outfits then!'

As we got to the till we passed the sex toys and chose a 'Bad Kitty Pussy Sucker', a vibrating cock ring and a pack of silicone pleasure balls.

'Rob and Tom will be getting this,' Marie announced as she presented Tom's credit card.

'Yes they bloody well can', I said as I hooked my arm into hers, 'now, where's the nearest wine bar I think Rob owes us a cocktail or two!'

ROB

Jen refused to show me the underwear she had bought, saying we would save it for the swingers club. Tom had found a date for a 'couples night'. Our kids were suitably packed off and it was suddenly there. Jen and I had been talking about little else, trying to guess what the swingers club would be like. We were going to stay at Tom and Marie's that night. Tom was going to be driving so Jen and I went over to theirs.

'Oh, God, I'm nervous,' said Jen through gritted teeth as we drove over, smoothing down her halter neck black satin cat suit, with a plunging neck line and low back as she sat in the passenger seat. I had no idea what she had underneath but I doubted she was wearing much as I had noticed the lovely movement of her breasts and arse as she had walked to the car ahead of me when we were leaving our house.

'But horny too?' I asked.

'Yes, getting there,' she laughed. 'And you?'

'Yes, nervous and horny, as always'

'So, you're going to be alright with watching me get fucked by a line of men?'

'Well, like we've said, I think so, it is obviously very hot and exciting in principle, as a fantasy, but if it really happens, well, I don't know how I will really react till it actually happens, I suppose. I just hope you aren't disappointed with the men, I don't think many will look like Adam the Ann Summers shop assistant you told me about!'

'I wont mind too much. It's sort of part of it, you know, to be fucked by any man, different shapes and sizes, 'all comers' sort of thing - but it would be nice if there are one or two good lookers!'

Marie was dressed in a red party dress, flared skirt about knee length and what looked like stockings underneath and looked terrific as usual but I didn't really get much of a look in their house as we were running a bit late. You could see edging of red lace and ribbon underneath the top and of course her fine creamy cleavage was on show. Tom and I were both 'smart casual' as we were expecting to be in just bath robes pretty soon!

The party house was detached and probably Edwardian with a lot of drive and parking space which was just as well as there were about twelve cars there. We walked up to the door and Tom rang the bell. This was it!

As it turned out, it was, as Tom and Marie had said, more relaxed and laid back than we had feared. The couple who were hosting were very pleasant. He was tall and handsome, maybe in his late fifties, a couple of years older than me, with greying hair and a ready smile, wearing one of the simple black masks that were available. She was a little younger, with a trim figure, short fair hair, and a nice smile, wearing a little black dress. Her name was Cora.