Swapping Partners

Oh my God, the way she was talking and the feel of her fingers fondling me and the warm soft smooth skin of her naked body pressed up against mine … quite obviously, my cock had grown back to its full erect size and I was ready and anxious for more.

Nicole detected my size too, "What do you want to do with this?"

"Put it inside you again, I want to make love to you some more," and I rolled her body over onto her back.

"Hold it, not just yet," she commanded as my fingers foraged along her pubic slit. She still held onto my hard cock, "This has been in my arse, you're going to have to clean it up before it goes back in my vagina."

"Yes, you're right," I agreed willing to agree to anything while she fondled my cock and I was again so close to possessing her wonderful body. "Let's go and have a shower."

Nicole bent her head to look at the clock on the bedside table, "It's 3 o'clock, can't you wait until morning."

"No!" was my blunt reply, "I want you now."

"Oh that's so sweet … I mean so sweet that your need is that urgent. I want you too Peter. Okay, let's go have a shower. But when we come out, can we go do it in the other bedroom, I feel uneasy with Martin and Carol alongside us."

"Sure, no worries!" As I have said, I would agree to anything at this moment with my cock hard again. But she was right, I didn't feel that I could fully let myself go with my wife and Nicole's husband watching and listening. Making love to a woman like Nicole required privacy and intimacy.

We eased out of bed, being careful not to wake our partners who continued to sleep. We went down the hall to the main bathroom rather than use the en suite so the sound of the shower didn't disturb the others. I was fearful that if Martin woke, he might decide that the night had gone on long enough and want to take Nicole home. After all, when our evenings were only dinner parties, they left by about 11.30pm.

Nicole and I showered together with the hot water cascading down over our bodies. We used liberal amounts of soap and we each did each other. I soaped up two fingers and worked them around inside her tight cunt, then I had her bend over from the waist and I did the same inside her sore arse, being gentle as I worked my fingers around, cleaning the remains of me from her puckered entry.

I spent a considerable amount of time lathering up her pert and curvy breasts until it was her turn and she worked on my still erect cock until I had to stop her for fear she would have my cum going down the drain along with the soap suds. I was surprised when she told me to bend over and she stood behind me and soaped two of her fingers and eased them, one by one, in through my tight anal ring. Was there no end to the surprises from this woman?

When we were done and our bodies were squeaky clean again, I turned the water off and towelled her dry, then she did the same for me. We went to the guestroom and pulled the top sheet up over the wet spot that Carol and Martin had left behind from their earlier coupling in here before they joined us in the master bedroom.

The next hour was one of the most delightful of my life. Nicole and I lay in this smaller bed, exploring each other's bodies, inch by inch. Having satisfied our earlier urgent carnal cravings, we were content to move slowly with lots of kissing and touching. She came a couple of times when I decided to up the pace a little … once from my tongue and lips on her mons and clit and then finally from my cock inside her cunt when I found that I could no longer resist being back inside her lovely body.

After she came down from her second orgasm to find me still hard and locked deep inside her cunt, her eyes looked up at me invitingly, "Aren't you going to cum again, what's holding you back?"

"Yes I am, I want to so much."

"Well then do it now, I'm not going to stop you. In fact, I want it ... I need your release inside me."

"I'm afraid if I cum, that might be my last. I've already cum twice in you tonight, I don't know how many more times I've got in me. I just want it to last."

"Please don't hold back, Carol and Martin could come through that door any moment and say it's over, that's it. When both of them were trying to sell me on the idea of us all doing it this weekend, both of them said to me that it wouldn't be all night. So please Peter, let's live for the moment and you just let yourself go inside me. I'm here in bed with you, I want you so much and I don't care whether it's quick or long, just do me."

How could I resist a plea like that? I went for it, I moved into top gear and I drove my cock hard into Nicole's willing and pliant body. I dare say that she may have even been able to cum again, but this time was for me … she had told me so. I gave in to the sensual feel of her velvet glove -- the interior lining of her liquid cunt that sucked the cum up from my balls and sent it raging deep into her body in a powerful surging finish that left me exhausted and drained. We slept again, still joined when we drifted off, but separated by the time we woke.

I was the last to awake, sensing there was someone else in the room. I opened my eyes to see Carol and Martin, arms around each other, standing beside the bed, they were no longer naked.

"Martin wants he and Nicole to go home now darling," said my Carol, wearing a housecoat. Martin was dressed back in the clothes he had worn to our house last night. "We've all got a lot to talk about, so we thought we might have a quick breakfast downstairs and then they can be on their way."

"Yes, sure thing, we'll be down soon," I answered for both Nicole and I, hoping that Carol and Martin would leave us for a final farewell in private. The spouses lingered there for a moment and I feared that they wanted to see us up and moving around to ensure that we did not lapse back into one final impulsive fuck. But then they turned and left the room and I was able to turn my face and my attention to the beautiful woman that my left arm was wrapped around.

I was on my back in the narrow bed, Nicole lay to my left side, her warm body half-straddling me, her left leg spread over across both my legs so that her pubic mound seemed to be in a position to hump my left hip. Her left arm lay draped across my body and when they left, it dropped down to take hold of my flaccid cock yet again.

"Any more left for me?"

Her fingers felt so good, despite how drained I felt after donating all of my special bodily fluids to her through the night. "I wouldn't think so," I had to confess.

"Are you sure?" she teased and her fingers really went to town on me and she did start humping her pubic vee on my left hip. "Just one more quick one for Nicky?"

Oh, she had become an alluring temptress with a wanton appetite for sex … for goodness sake, why had she been so resistant when we first went to bed? Was this the real sexy and sensual Nicole who lurked under the surface of the sweet and demure and innocent devoted wife? Had Martin ever seen this side of her and would their marriage ever be the same again?

I could hear the sounds of Carol and Martin preparing breakfast in the kitchen, only two rooms away down the hallway. I could also feel Nicole's fingers arousing my cock from the depths of saturation.

"Come on Peter, there's something there, I can feel it growing, we've got something to work with." She moved her body like a snake, sliding over mine and raising herself up to sit on me, her arse perching across the tops of my thighs, her legs spread so that she could work on stiffening my cock between her thighs. Her fingers on one hand were arousing my cock enough to get it inside her … and her fingers on her other hand were kept busy playing within the moist slit of her pubis.

"Honey, I don't think I can, we really should respect the others and give it a miss now." I was trying to reason with her, but I was only half hearted about quitting because my cock was telling me there might be time for one last wild ride inside this wonderful woman.

"Shut up and just do it," she was abrupt and almost desperate, taking charge and commanding me, I was glimpsing yet another totally different side to Nicole.

To my utter amazement, her fingers had roused the life and stiffness in me … well, in my cock at least - it now stood proud and straight up from my prone body. She lifted her body up above mine, shifting forward to position her best parts above my vertical rod … her fingers parting her labia lips. Then I felt the heat of her body surrounding my cock as the entrance to her cunt folded down over my hard cock-head, enveloping it within its tight warmth.

"Oh Jesus, that feels beautiful," I enthused.

"Don't blaspheme … don't use religious names like that," she was reminding me of her strict Catholic upbringing that was still ingrained in her. She may have been offended by my irreligious words, but on the other hand, she was encouraged by my re-born hard-on. "Oh yes Peter, you just don't stop, do you? I love the way it's grown big again. Are you going to do me again? Please Peter?"

"From where I'm lying, I'd say you're the boss this time … go for it honey."

She did, Nicole closed her eyes and let the weight of her body slide down over my rampant erection, her warm cunt slipping down snugly over my stiff cock until all of me was tucked tightly inside her body. Then she re-opened her eyes and watched me closely as she forced her body to lift up from my vertical shaft until once more only my tip remained inside her … pausing for just a moment only to plunge her body back down until I was chock-a-block full inside her again.

I couldn't believe the change in Nicole from the timid, whatever-will-my-mum-think young wife … a few hours ago she reluctantly agreed to have sex with another man but now she was the raging sexpot who rode upon my erect cock eagerly. Could my stamina hold out for me to cum once more? In the space of 12 hours, I had three times launched copious amounts of my cum into Nicole's tightest orifices. Forget all about the second coming, we were looking at four here.

Very quickly, we had progressed to that heavy breathing mode, each of us was experiencing the excitement of the passion and emotion rising within our bodies. Nicole was working the sensitive pubic region parts of her body around on top of my shaft, managing to tuck those parts into the best angles against my cock to draw out the greatest degree of pleasure for herself. I didn't begrudge her doing this, she seemed to have newly discovered an enthusiasm for this illicit sex of ours. Having spent my load three times already, it was going to take me a while to cum in spite of how good it was feeling, but Nicole was building rapidly toward another orgasm.

I lay back and looked up adoringly at her, watching her face … it revealed to me how good every little twist and push and thrust made her feel. Martin had never disclosed to me how experienced or inept his wife might be at sex, I had simply drawn a conclusion from our discussions over time that she was naive in the ways of love. But watching her now as her whole body peaked toward a shuddering climax, this was definitely not a sexually naive young woman as she closed her eyes again to absorb the full force of her orgasm.

I was lying back allowing Nicole to do all of the work, letting her bounce her body -- and its tight cunt -- up and down upon me. I watched the whole scene unfold, seeing the onset of her orgasm through her eyes and facial expressions. Then it hit for sure and now my entertainment was not just from watching her cum. No indeed, through the tight hold her cunt had, wrapping my cock within its wet velvet walls, I felt her body within throbbing and pulsing against my own shaft. I was almost as delirious with pleasure as Nicole obviously was, her beautiful body spasming around my hard-on.

A male voice from the doorway intruded in our intimate moment, breaking into the sensual mood, "Oh shit, you're not both at it again … you were right Carol." Martin yelled loud enough for my wife to hear him somewhere outside, "They're at it again, fucking like rabbits … the two of them can't get enough of it."

Martin's intrusion into this intimate moment between Nicole and I was a huge distraction to me and I couldn't see how having her husband yelling from the doorway wouldn't throw Nicole off her game. But incredibly, she never missed a beat as her cunt throbbed and pulsed tightly around my hard cock. Only when she began to come down from her ecstatic release did she turn her head toward him and yell, "Shut up and get out of the room, Martin!"

"That's a great way to treat your loving husband," Martin fired back in a venomous tone, "Get up and get dressed, we're going home."

I brought my hands up to grasp her arms just below the shoulders, attempting to stop her body from continuing her up-and-down moves on my erect shaft. "Come on honey, don't make him any more madder, we may have pushed this too far already."

But Nicole shook her body free of my hands, "Don't stop now!" she screamed at me, her body maintaining its energetic rhythm. "He's not going to tell me what I can and can't do."

Again, I tried to reason with her, even while she maintained her up and down motions on my cock, barely missing a beat. "He is your husband and what we are now doing is usually called adultery in divorce proceedings." How rational was I, telling her this while she slid her tight cunt up and down on my cock.

"Shut up and forget him for now. For the moment, it's just us … and I want you to cum in me one more time."

Wow, this was not looking good for my wish for this to become a regular event on our calendar. I was torn between how good her body had felt all night and how wonderful it would be to cum inside her a fourth time on the one side … and salvaging some remnants of a friendship with her husband on the other.

Nicole, I don't know if I can now, he's put me off my game. Well, not just him, I was always going to struggle to produce any more cum."

"Damn it Peter, you can do it … come on, give it to me." This young woman was so determined, how could I deny her? I began thrusting my cock upward on every downstroke of hers, pushing my hard-on to the limit within her. It started feeling better … I tell you what though, it started feeling like I just might cum … providing Martin didn't come back into the room.

Having maintained the pace and the rhythm, Nicole was soon on her way to a second release … well, the second of this current episode anyway. Goodness knows how many times she had come since I licked her cunt under the dining room table so many hours ago. This time, not only could I see and feel her orgasm approaching, but I could hear it in her loud panting and gasping and moaning. Oh hell Nicole, not too loud … we were likely to attract Martin back in here and maybe even Carol too.

I raised my hands to cup each breast, trying to distract her loud wailing, but this just made it worse. She seemed to like my hands on her breasts so much that she panted and moaned louder. And my fingers on her nipples brought her on even quicker, sending her body pulsing and throbbing over me again. If the so tight spasming of the walls of her cunt around my hard cock couldn't persuade my balls to send my cum through the tubes of my cock in a hurry, nothing would.

As Nicole came down the other side of her latest peak, she sensed that I might be near. It was probably my heavy breathing that gave me away … or maybe just my nearly incoherent rambling's, "Oh fuck me Nicole, you are amazing!"

She was soon exhorting me to cum, "Come up inside me Peter … you can do it … let it go … oh, cum in me!"

I could feel the trigger pulled inside my taut testicles, shooting little bullets of cum up my shaft until it exploded out through my tip and crashed into her uterus. I wasn't sure if her panting and pulsing signalled a new and third orgasm for her, or was it just a continuation of what had gone on in her body over the past few minutes.

I don't know where I managed to get more cum from, but it seemed to be enough and it satisfied my lovely Nicole, who slumped down over my own tired body to enjoy the dying remnants of her multiple orgasms. Mumbling "Oh yes, I knew you could," she raised her voice, trying to reach her husband with it, "See Martin, I knew I could get him to cum again."

I turned toward the doorway, attempting to see if Martin was in earshot. He was, standing there watching our lovemaking with a forlorn expression, a comforting arm around his shoulder from my wife. She did not look anywhere near forlorn, she had a slight smile and looked almost like she was proud of me for coming four times in our friend.

Our audience left the doorway, leaving Nicole and I locked in each other's arms for some time … not as long as either of us wanted, but time enough to savour what had just occurred. We were both completely satisfied in lust.

I had to persuade Nicole to get up off my body, I am sure she would have lain there all day. She went off to have another shower, this time alone. She came out and began to search the house for her clothes. I stopped her momentarily to give her a deep and meaningful kiss and then I went off to have my shower.

By the time that I emerged, clean but only slightly refreshed, the bedrooms were empty. I found my wife sitting at the kitchen table, "Where are Nicole and Martin?" I enquired, quite innocently I guess, unaware of what ructions Nicole and I may have caused by pushing for one final torrid session of sex.

"They've gone, Peter … Martin dragged her out of the house as soon as she found her clothes."

"Will she be alright? Do you think he might be violent toward her? Maybe you should have stopped him."

"I doubt that anyone could have stopped him, Peter. And no, I don't think he would be violent toward Nicole, he always seems such a placid guy. Although I have to say, he was really fired up. It may be just as well you were in the shower."

"Why didn't you give him one more Carol, just to quieten him down a bit."

"You don't get it, do you Peter? You just pushed it too far. We were onto a good thing, the two of us, with a new bed partner for each to play with once a month. But you had to go all out and sweep her off her feet. God, when she came out here while you were still in the shower, she was glowing, raving about how good you were as a lover … how she would probably never feel that good again. Imagine what that did to Martin, particularly after he had just watched you two at it again."

"I can't help it if she fell for my irresistible charm," I told my wife, trying to lighten the mood.

"Irresistible charm, like hell. You think with your cock and you act with your cock. Darling, it's a nice cock, but you really overdid it with the vulnerable Nicole."

Only now did it become apparent to me … I mean the seriousness of what my lustful craving for Nicole had degenerated to. I had possibly driven a knife through Nicole and Martin's union. While I did not believe it would be quite as serious for Carol and I - we were more mature and worldly - I had nevertheless weakened my own marriage.

"What should I do, Carol. Should I call Martin or even go over and see him."

"Oh God no, stay out of his way for a while. I don't know how it's going to be for you at work tomorrow … could be a bit frosty."

Carol was right, it was! Martin avoided me all day. He really wouldn't have liked to know that his wife called me about lunchtime. "Are you okay, Peter?"

"Yes I'm fine Nicole, how about you?"

"I'm okay, Martin is really pissed off at me. I haven't seen him quite this angry, it's going to take a while for him to forgive me."