The Wolf

Dark nights of oblivion
We shared them in silence
We lived them in the shadow.
Nothing prepared us.

You sank your teeth in my flesh
Feasted upon my weakness
I heard you whispering, breathing on my skin
and I couldn’t say no.

But in the comforting warmth
of the night, oh such a forgiving mother,
everything is different.
The moon does not violate things with her light.

Not like the sun, the terrible father,
that arrives and enlightens everything.
When it’s morning the wolf hides away,
he disappears.

The forest is now empty.
A scary, empty place with no friends.
Not even the sun.
And I can only wait for another moon.

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Becoming Melissa's Cuckold Pt. 01

My name is Grey, I’ll withhold my last name for reasons that will become obvious as my story unfolds. I was a bit of a nerd in high school. I wasn’t really picked on or anything like that, but I was shy, kept to myself and didn’t have a lot of friends. In my graduating year I became close friends with a girl named Melissa. She grew up in the city, but her parents were going through a separation and they’d sent her to live with an aunt in the suburbs while they sorted things out. Melissa wasn’t just from the city, she was the epitome of a “big city” girl. She was mature way beyond her years, very cultured and far ahead of the rest of us in the suburbs. She was into things like art and fashion and knew about all sorts of cool underground music that none of us had ever heard of before.

Needless to say, Melissa stood out like a sore thumb in our quiet suburb and intimidated pretty much everyone. Some of the popular jock guys at school tried to pick her up, but she shot them down in a hurry. Her downtown friends were the in-crowd trendsetters, they were artists or in bands and hung out at the type of clubs that no one else could get into. There was no way that some high school football player was ever going to impress her. Melissa and I bonded over the most simple thing – people were too afraid to talk to her, and no one bothered to talk to me. We were loners for different reasons, but managed to find a connection because of that.

We became very close over during our senior year. Of course I was madly in love with her, but I knew that she was way out of my league. I was a decent looking guy, but didn’t have the confidence to match so I always considered myself to be average in every respect. Melissa was a stunner. She was petite, had blond hair and an hourglass figure topped off by breasts that only a girl that age could have and the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen in my life. I wanted more from her but knew that was never going to happen between us. I felt lucky just to be her friend.

As the school year came to an end, we started talking about the future. By then her parents had divorced and Melissa was preparing to move back to the city. She didn’t want to live with either parent and was thinking of getting a place of her own, but to make it work she’d need a roommate. I wasn’t sure what my plans were. I wanted to go to college, but I was one credit short of graduating high school. Melissa convinced me to move in with her and laid out a plan for me. She knew of an alternative school where I could go part time and get the credit that I needed to graduate and one of her friends was willing to hire me on at a printing press that he owned. She created a budget for me that showed even after paying rent and other expenses I’d have enough money for my first year of college as soon as I got the last credit that I needed. I didn’t realize it at the time, but this was an early sign of Melissa’s controlling ways when it came to me.

The first few months that we lived together was a blur for me. I got to know all of Melissa’s friends and started hanging out at all of the cool clubs. The high school nerd that I was just months ago was now walking to the front of the line at the most exclusive clubs in the city. I’ll never forget the first time that I walked passed a group of football players and cheerleaders from my high school who couldn’t get into the club that I was now a regular at. I just passed them by as I went to the front of the line and got waved in by the bouncer. The looks on their faces was priceless!

As much as I felt accepted for the first time in my life, there was always a bit of a feeling that these were Melissa’s friends – that I was who I was because of her. I was having too much fun to really be bothered by it, and I figured over time I’d make my own friends in this same circle and find my own way, while always being grateful to Melissa. I’d changed almost everything about myself – new clothes, new haircut, new confidence and I knew I owed it all to Melissa. I’d spent my whole life feeling ‘average’ and suddenly I felt like I was somebody. I left the old version of me behind in the suburbs and discovered a new me in the city.

As much as I learned about myself during that time, I learned even more about Melissa. She was far more wild than I ever could have imagined! I knew that she liked to party, but I had no idea to what extent! She was sex, drugs and rock’n’roll personified. I’d still been holding out hope that maybe I’d have a chance with her somehow, but it became more clear than ever that was never going to happen. I didn’t judge her at all for it at all, but Melissa had a lot of men in her life. I don’t want to sidetrack from my own story, but two members of Metallica came to blows over Melissa! That’s the type of girl she was. She’d often bring guys back to our place and I’d listen to her marathon sex sessions through the thin wall that separated our bedrooms. I knew that there was no way that I could ever compete with these guys.

Which brings me to my next point. I was 19 and still a virgin. I was really embarrassed about it and kept it a secret. None of my new friends were virgins. They were as wild as Melissa was, most of them had lost their virginities long ago. And that was my problem. I’d had opportunities to get with some of the girls that I’d met through Melissa, but I was too intimidated to do anything with them. They all seemed so mature and so experienced. Literally hearing how guys fucked Melissa and hearing similar stories about our other friends, I was not only afraid that I’d be a disappointment – I was also afraid that I’d lose part of the cool new image that I’d built up for myself.

Melissa was the only one of our friends who knew that I was a virgin, and felt sorry for me. When she found out that I had a crush on her friend Victoria she hatched a plan to get the two of us together.

Victoria was a little more modest than the rest of our group and seemed a little less experienced too, she at least spoke less about the men in her life than the others did. Maybe that’s why I liked her so much, but it didn’t hurt that she was absolutely gorgeous too. Victoria was tall, brunette and had a slender model-like figure, which worked out well for her because she was a model. Before I’d met her or even knew that she as from the same city as I was, I’d seen her on billboards and poster sized ads in the subway. I couldn’t believe it when I met her – it felt like I was meeting a celebrity – and really couldn’t believe that she was more beautiful in person than she was in print. I was incredibly intimidated by Victoria, but she was a really nice girl and because of that the most approachable of Melissa’s friends. I figured that maybe her looks scared other men away or something. When we went out as a group she’d often find her way over to me and we spent a fair amount of time together and had quite a lot in common. For one thing, she was a bit of a late bloomer too.

Melissa’s plan to hook us up was pretty simple – she’d talk me up to Victoria and open her up to the idea of dating me, while also coaching me up and give me the skills that I’d need to impress Victoria.

Knowing that I was a virgin, one of Melissa’s first bits of advice was to try to control myself when I masturbated. I was at an age when I still denied that I masturbated, but Melissa was having none of that. “I bet you jerk off every time you hear me getting fucked!” Although I didn’t admit it, she was right. She taught me about ‘edging’ – masturbating to the point of orgasming, but stopping before there was a release. She told me that if I ever got with Victoria, I couldn’t be a “two pump chump” and needed to learn how to control myself. It made sense to me, and I had a tendency to do whatever Melissa told me to do anyway.

It was very embarrassing for me at the time, but for the next few weeks Melissa spent a lot of her time focused on my masturbation habits. She wanted to know when I masturbated, how often I masturbated and how long I was able to delay my orgasms for. I’ll be honest, I was a 19 year old virgin living with an overly sexual beautiful woman so I masturbated a lot! I was doing my best to work on prolonging myself, but orgasm control wasn’t the easiest thing for me to learn. Melissa kept a chart of my habits, but I lied to her. I wasn’t honest about how many times I jerked off and I exaggerated how long I could control myself for.

During this time, Melissa was subtly warming Victoria up to the idea of going on a date with me. She didn’t come right out and say it, but was always sure to say something nice about me to her and pointed out how I wasn’t like the other guys who’d let her down in the past. We continued to go out socially as a group and I made sure to talk to Victoria, make her laugh and feel comfortable around me – all tips from Melissa’s coaching.

After a few weeks, Melissa convinced me that Victoria would say yes if I asked her out. It was the first time that I’d ever asked a girl out on a date and I was incredibly nervous. There was a band coming to town that I knew Victoria liked. I got a pair of tickets and casually mentioned to her that my ‘friend’ backed out and I needed to find someone else to go with. “I’ll go!” she said with excitement, maybe more for the band than me but it was a yes and that’s all I wanted to hear!

In the days leading up to our date, Melissa was drilling me with advice – what to do, what not to do, how to act, how not to act, where to go before the show, where to take her afterwards. It was like a crash course in dating. While I was absorbing everything that she was saying, it was also a bit of a reminder of how little I knew about dating.

As the day of our date approached, Melissa brought up the subject of orgasm control again.

“Your chart says that you can jerk it for 45 minutes without cumming now” – which was a lie – “that’s a huge improvement from when you first started”

“I’ve been focusing on getting better” – a semi lie, I’d been trying but was nowhere near that successful.

“Before I let you go out with Victoria, I need to know. I can’t let you embarrass me – or yourself for that matter.”

“Know? Know what?”

“How long you can last.”

“You do know – look at the chart, 45 minutes”

“No, I need to see it for myself”

“Are you saying that you want me to jerk off for you?”

“Yes, it’s for your own good. Even if you can wank it for 45 minutes – and we’ll see about that – you’ve never seen a naked woman before, never touched a girl, never shown anyone your dick before. All of your training is going to go out the window if you’re all nervous. Pull it out for me, show me what you can do with a woman in the room.”

“Melissa, I’m not going to do this.” I was trying hard to cover up the fact that her frank talk was giving me an erection.

“If you’re not going to do this, you’re not going out with Victoria. It’s as simple as that Grey. Don’t think I can’t call the whole thing off.”

I knew that she could.

“We’re going on a first date Melissa, we’re not going to have sex.”

“Yeah, but with everything that I’ve taught you this one date will lead to two, then three. It will happen faster than you think. I’m not going to let this get off the ground unless I’m sure that you won’t make a fool of me by cumming in your pants as soon as she touches you.”

I stood there confused, trying to think my way out of the situation.

“I can see your boner through your pants. I know that you want to jerk, just do it. Do it if you want to go on that date with Victoria. I’m going to count to 10. When I get to 10 I’m either going to see you with your dick in your hand, or I’m calling Victoria and telling her the date is off. 1…2…3…4…”

And in that moment, I made a decision that changed things forever for me. I quickly undid my pants, pulled them down and slid my hand into my boxer-shorts. I grabbed my cock and started stroking.

“Underwear too, I want to see it all.”

I was nervous, but already committed to this. I pulled down my underwear and stood naked form the waist down in front of a beautiful woman for the first time in my life. I saw a bit of a smirk and maybe a smile cross Melissa’s face as she looked at my cock – did she laugh? She looked me in the eyes and with a devilish look on her face she said “stroke”.

I stood there harder than I’d ever been and began stroking my cock with more intensity than I ever had before. I was ready to cum within seconds and struggled to distract myself. I looked down at floor knowing that if I looked at Melissa it would put me over the edge. She had no mercy.

“Look at me” she said and I slowly tilted my head up from the floor. Melissa was grinning ear to ear, clearly enjoying my predicament. “Tell me what you’re thinking about. Are you thinking about sliding your cock into Victoria’s tight little pussy?”

And with the image conjured up by that one sentence my cock exploded and I shot jets of cum all over the place, including on to the bottom of one of Melissa’s pant legs. I wish that I had more time to enjoy the best orgasm of my life, but I was shocked back into the moment with Melissa yelling “GET IT OFF OF ME, NOW!”

It became a bit of a comedy, me fumbling around with my pants around my ankles, hand still covered in cum trying not to touch anything and Melissa screaming at me.

“Don’t worry about your pants, get a towel and clean me the fuck up now!”

I stepped out of my jeans leaving them behind and half naked ran to the bathroom to get a towel. I came back to our living room with Melissa still standing there with a furious look on her face. I got down on my knees in front of her and began to wipe away my cum from her pants.

“The floor too, don’t let that shit stain the hardwood floors!”

With everything finally cleaned up and the towel in the wash, I sheepishly made my way back to the living room.

Melissa was now sitting on our couch with my pants and underwear at her feet. I bent over to grab them and she moved her foot on to them preventing me from picking them up. “Stand up” she said. I did, and instinctively use my hands to cover myself up.

“Do you think after a performance like that you’re ready for a woman like Victoria?”

“I hadn’t masturbated today…”, I tailed off sensing that she could tell that I was lying. “You’re making too much of this. It’s just a first date.”

“No it’s not, there’s no way you’re going out with her. I’m not going to let you embarrass me. Move your hands, I want to see your dick.”

I stood there frozen and somewhat humiliated.

“Move your fucking hands” she said with emphasis on each word.

As always, doing what she told me to do I moved my hands to my side.

“You know Victoria is a model, right?”

“Yeah…” I said not sure what she was getting at.

“I know that you’re a virgin, but I thought when you set your sights on Victoria that it meant that you had at least a decent sized cock in your pants.” Pointing at my dick, “That, that’s not enough for a woman like her. She’s not going to want that. She needs a real man’s cock, that’s a boy’s penis. Haven’t you noticed when she’s mentioned guys before that they’ve all been black?”

I hadn’t until now, but as soon as Melissa mentioned it I realized that she was right.

“I’ve spent nearly a month trying to convince her to try dating a white guy for once because I stupidly assumed that you knew what was up and had the goods. It was a challenge knowing that you were a virgin, but I was hoping that with a decent sized cock she’d have a little fun breaking you in. I can’t set her up with that” she said pointing to my penis with a sense of disgust in her voice.

All of my new found confidence that had been building up for months came crashing down around me, what was happening? I’d become aware of Melissa’s controlling side before this, but this mean streak was new to me. It was impossible to not realize that the nature of our friendship was changing in that very moment.

“Take your clothes and go to your room”

I did as I was told.

From my bedroom I heard Melissa on the phone “Hi Victoria? Good news/bad news. Grey can’t make the concert on Friday but I’ll be using his ticket. We can go together, maybe afterwards we can hit the club and pick up a couple of guys!”

I sat alone in my room trying to make sense of everything. It was a very confusing time for me. In the year or so that I’d known Melissa I went from being a suburban high school nobody to being part of the cool clique in the city. It was an incredible rebirth for me. And in the last half hour all of that felt like it had been washed away. My confidence had been replaced by insecurity – was my penis really that small? I’d never thought so but hearing it said out loud had me doubting myself. On top of that, I had no idea where my friendship with Melissa stood any more. Was she going to kick me out? Was she going to banish me from her circle of friends? Was I going to head back to the suburbs with my tail between my legs?

I barely slept that night with all of those questions running through my head, but I’d start getting answers as soon as the next day.

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Halloween.  A gook’s chance to dress up and be the white cock…

Halloween.  A gook’s chance to dress up and be the white cock whore she naturally is, instead of hiding it like under the innocent good little Asian girl persona so many gooks use as their facade. 

From Babysitters to Swingers. The Preliminaries.

Samantha and Pam had been babysitting for two families and found out they were swingers.

We had been excited about being invited to have a party with all four of the people we had been babysitting for after we found out they were members of a swinger’s club in town. We had been to a party with all four of the parents and it had been a great success. Both of us thoroughly enjoyed it and the sex that we had with them.

The men drove us home and they both said how happy they were that we had fitted in so well and we had been such willing partners. I said it was them who did the ‘fitting in’. We all laughed.

They were comfortable fucking us after the other one of them had cum in us as they did with their wives. Tony said it was even better tonight than at the swingers as at the club all the men were required to use condoms.

When I got home I could not remember ever having had such an interesting experience. I have previously had sex with a few boys and it had been fun. Neither Sam or I had ever had older men fuck us or two different men fuck us the same night before. These people were adults and married and approached sex in a mature fashion.

Both Sam and I had enjoyed a most enjoyable experience and we were treated as equals even though we are single and a few years younger than them. They were accustomed to enjoying their sexual experiences together and with others, without any inhibitions. We had been nude with them all for hours and we had sex with all of them.

Having sex with more than one person openly was something we would need to become accustomed to if we were to join them at the swinger’s club. It was a new but wonderful experience and at no time did I have any regrets or felt guilty about having sex with married men…and women…

The next day Judy rang to ask would we like to come over at the following weekend for lunch and have a swim. They had really enjoyed our company. We could talk about the swingers party and have another one of our own if we felt like it. The children would be at their grandparents’ place.

I discussed it with Sam and we both agreed it would be wonderful and just to be fucked by Ian and Tony again.

I let Judy know we would be there.

This time we had a far better idea of what to expect and no reservations about what might happen. The men picked us up and drove us to Judy and Ian’s place.

As soon as we arrived Judy and Jan greeted us. We undressed, and Sam and I immediately started with the Jan and Judy kissing and having oral sex. They wasted no time in getting things moving. I think they were as anxious to be with us as we were with them.

It was obvious they enjoyed being with other females as much as they did with the men.

After we finished with the girls, Ian and Tony were already in the pool, so we joined them. They wasted no time either and within minutes the guys were fucking us in the water. It was not a serious fuck, just a fun fuck We both learned the meaning of a quickie.

After lunch, Jan asked Ian to fuck her. It was really interesting watching two people just having sex for the pleasure of it and not a serious fuck. Then Judy joined them and made a threesome. Obviously, everybody was relaxed with what was happening.

Tony had his arm around me playing with one of my breasts. It felt lovely. Everything was so casual, and I was enjoying him doing it. Whilst he was doing this I kissed him gently, to let him know I liked it. Then I took his cock in my hand and got it hard and began to stroke it. His cock is about seven inches long and quite thick and, like Ian, he is circumcised. I love the feeling of the silky skin and the way the skin just slides over his hardness when I stroked it.

Sam joined us and all three of us were kissing, fingering, wanking, and sucking. Sam and I took turns at sucking on his cock. Then Tony began to fuck Sam and I positioned myself over her face, so she could lick me out as she was being fucked. It was amazing with the three of us all working hard at pleasuring ourselves and each other. Sam was busy licking me as Tony fucked her.

I had my arms around Tony’s neck as he worked at fucking Sam. Obviously, he was doing wonderful things to her as I could feel her sort of moaning as she was licking me at the same time. My juices began to flow, and she was trying to lick me and swallow the juice at the same time making gargling noises. It was a combination of things and don’t think she could decide what was her preference.

The problem was solved when Tony came. He was filling Sam up, groaning with each spurt and she was loving every moment of what was happening to her.

She, in turn, gave up on me as she had to reapply her priorities to Tony filling her up.

After Tony pulled out of Sam, I told him to give me his cock to suck. It was covered in the mixture they had made together, and I devoured every bit of the tasty syrup off his cock. It didn’t take me long and after I had finished Tony off, I went back down on Sam as she hadn’t cum. I then began madly licking Tony’s cum out of her cunt as it slowly leaked back out. A nice creampie.

Sam came again while I was down on her.

After that, I told her, “It’s my turn now.”

Sam then finished me off and I came as she licked my clit. My clit was pretty touchy from her previous effort, so it didn’t take her long. Jan and Ian had just cum themselves and had seen what I was doing to Sam. Then Jan asked me if I would like a doubleheader. She seemed a little surprised when I agreed, and then prepared herself for me.

I was still on a high from all the licking and orgasms I had been involved in. I didn’t give it a moment’s thought and went straight down on her and devoured what Ian had filled Jan with, licking her gaping cunt as I had licked Sam’s. My second creampie. Two lots from two men and two women. That was something I had never imagined I would do. She didn’t cum but obviously enjoyed what we had achieved together.

As we followed the others indoors Jan said, “I would never have believed you could do that. That was amazing.

Ian was pouring everybody a glass of Champagne.

Judy heard her and said, “I am absolutely amazed you could have done that.”

“When you are so wound up, nothing is beyond a possibility. You may get a similar chance to do what I had done one day,” I explained. “I couldn’t help myself.”

I admit I never realised I had been a bit extreme… twice.

Judy hugged me.

“I must try and do that myself.” She said.

I replied, “I will line Ian and Tony up again one day and we can all enjoy it”.

Then she said, “I think you had better clean up, your face is a mess.”

As I walked off she slapped my bum in jest.

Then she said, “You are disgusting!” and she laughed. I wasn’t sure if I had been chastised or humoured.

Then I went to their bathroom. Looking in the mirror, it was plain to see my face covered in what I had so greedily devoured off the two women. I washed my face and found some mouthwash. I had a taste in my mouth from them all and I believed I should clean myself up a bit if I was going to kiss anybody.

The glass of Champagne I had when I returned tasted strange. It could only have been the mouthwash.

The rest of the day was relaxed. There was a lot of kissing and touching being done. I wanted to mix with Judy and Jan as I wanted to learn as much as I could about women having sex together.

Ian and Tony both fucked us. I had what they called a knee trembler – a stand-up fuck. Sam did it doggy standing up holding onto a chair.

Judy and Jan watched us, and I think they were amazed that we did not hesitate and had no inhibitions and we let them fuck us without question. To us, it was just fun. The opportunity was too good to pass up.

The men were their husbands, but they didn’t care about what they were doing to us. Everything was cool.

I never knew sex could be so casual, or as much fun. Neither Sam or I had ever had so much fun being naked and having sex this way before. The whole afternoon was wonderful and no doubt the four of them were enjoying having us there too.

When it was getting dark I imagined that would be the end of the party. I had never had so much fun in my life nor believed that I would ever have enjoyed that much cock in a day. I had no doubt that we would handle the men at the swingers club without any problem.

Judy suggested we all go and have a drink before we left. Actually, that started another round of more than drinking. Sam and I sucked on the men and enjoyed a mouthful of the men’s cocktails.

I could not believe how much sex we all had engaged in and thoroughly enjoyed. The swingers club would be a breeze after today.

It was after 10 pm when Judy said she was getting tired. I certainly had never been fucked, sucked and cum so often, ever before and we were happy to call it a day. The men had been amazing being able to keep four women busy and happy. Heaven knows how often they had cum.

When the men were driving us home Ian told us the next time we all met would be at the swingers.

“After today it will be a walk in the park for you two. You are both amazing.” He commented

I asked, “You guys fucked us about six times today. Will we be fucked more than that at the swingers?”

Ian said, “Not normally, generally the girls have found that you get to be with about four men in an evening and maybe a woman. But it will be with different men. It will also be quite different to how we did it today.”

“Can we pick who does it with us, or do the men pick who they want to fuck?” I asked.

“No, it is a lucky dip. The men’s names are put in a bowl and the woman picks a name from a bowl and then you go with him. You can only go with a man once at each meeting.” Ian explained. “Everybody takes their time and enjoys what they are doing. Sometimes you must wait a while as the man may be doing it with another woman and then he must ‘reload’ as we put it. Sometimes it can be about half an hour between fucks and other times almost immediately.

“Jan often goes with another woman while she waits,” Tony explained.

“The women can get together at any time,” Ian commented.

“Are all the meetings at night?” I asked.

“Sometimes we have had had a Sunday meeting at one of the member’s places. They have a big farm property out of town and the couple are nudists and have nudist parties there, but never nudists and swingers together, they don’t mix.” Ian explained.

“I hope we get to go to one,” Sam mentioned.

“Harry is the President of our club and the guy who controls everything. He really makes sure there are no problems. You will meet Harry as soon as we arrive as he will explain how things work there. It will be as we have described it. He controls everything as nobody wants problems. If something concerns you, talk to him, he will sort it out. Harry and Alistair are the oldest men there, but they are both really nice. They are a couple but enjoy fucking women as well. The women really enjoy going with them when they do. Don’t worry everything will be just fine.” Tony added.

They dropped off Jan first and then me. I was sorry the day had ended even though I was tired. I had more sex that day than I had ever had in my life.


The next evening Jan rang me and asked how we felt and if we had overdone it with them. I assured her we both liked it and were fine. No soreness or any other repercussions.

Then she suggested we make a time to go to her place, just the girls as she put it. It was so both of them could explain how the club worked. We decided to go even though the men had explained it. The opportunity was too good to miss.

I could have been wrong, but I felt they wanted sex with us again.

At the meeting, Judy reassured us we would have no problems having sex with any of the men. I mentioned Harry and Alistair. They told us both of them were older but treated everybody like they were their best friends. The other men were all Ian and Tony’s age and all married, apart from Mike and Sarah. Sarah was more than happy just to enjoy the company of other women most of the time. Mike only went with women.

We didn’t say anything about really wanting Mike, or Mr Digby, as we knew him, to fuck us, but I am sure they realised it.

Judy told us, “You will be fine. I know at first it is a bit awkward when you select a man you have never met before. I felt the same way, and after the first couple of men, I wondered why I worried. Everyone was most understanding.”

Jan then said, “Ian and Tony kept their eyes on us the first night and soon realised we were comfortable with what we were being asked to do with the men. We didn’t know any of them the first night, apart from the couple who introduced us. Every man there will treat you as you would like to be treated. It will be no different to what you have done with Ian and Tony.”

“You have been wonderful. It has made us both feel better before we start doing it with so many strangers.” I told her.

“You will recognise a few of the people I am sure. I think you might be surprised. Harry is the President and he makes the rules. You will be required to go with him the first night as he always initiates newcomers sometime during the evening.”

I then mentioned going with other women.

Jan told us. “Like the men, they are very nice, and you will like each one of them. Neither Judy or I have had any problems. They are all are about our age and some are mums like us.

“Maybe we should have a trial run,” Judy suggested.

We didn’t have to be asked twice.

I paired off with Jan as I had spent more time with Judy previously and I wanted to get to know Jan better.

We began kissing and I enjoy kissing to start with and kissing Jan was something special. As we kissed we fondled each other’s breasts and she soon realised my nipples were my trigger to everything sexual. I slipped a finger into her and began to massage her internally and she returned the pleasure and we were both heavily engaged in fingering and licking each other at the same time.

After a few minutes, I eased down as Jan was really working me up.

I decided to enjoy what she was doing and then I would do the same for her. I stopped long enough to explain, and she didn’t reply she just went down even harder and I was being finger fucked and licked by an expert. This was another wonderful experience with another woman.

We had changed from the sixty-nine position to one on one together. She was sucking the insides out of me and my clit was virtually on fire. I could not stay still as Jan was really working on my clit and I was trying not to cum and to prolong the wonderful things she was doing to me.

I could hear Judy and Sam enjoying their passion as well. There was no doubt all four of us were completely oblivious to anything else other than the desire to satisfy and be satisfied by women alone. The erotic sounds of four women enjoying sex with each other were beautiful to hear and added to the enjoyment Jan was giving me.

Never in my life have I enjoyed anything like what we had found with Judy and Jan. I was sure they felt the same about us. I was not sure they were preparing us for at the swingers club that day. It seemed like they wanted us on our own to enjoy themselves and not have to share us with the men.

I could take it no longer and I squeezed Jan’s head between my thighs and clamped her mouth over my vagina.

I came and after a few minutes to recover I started on Jan. That was another amazing experience and after she came, we kissed and rested. Both Judy and Jan were so much like the two of us, they loved having sex, and I don’t think it mattered if it were men or women. Both Jan and Judy had always been so reassuring. Ian and Tony had been every bit as kind and gentle as well as lovely to us.

When I left Jan’s place I felt far happier. Sam and I both felt reassured that we would not have any problems experiencing what happens at the club. I was certain that we had made a good decision. Only the action we were to be involved in would prove it.

The next time we met them it would be our introduction to the swingers club.

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