Beyond the Vows: An Erotic Journey

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"How could we have ever wanted more than this?" she whispers.

***December

We've been going at it for a while on the rug in front of the fire. My wife is on top. "Please baby, soon," she pants, "I'm getting close."

I'm not. It's just not working. My eyes are closed; suddenly I remember the time Angie rode me this way--how she wiggled her hips a little each time she sank down on me, and how she leaned forward and offered me those awesome pink nipples to suck. The memory of her dark, rich fragrance fills my nostrils, and look at that: I'm getting close now, too.

I check out my wife. Her eyes aren't open, either. Maybeshe's thinking of someone else.

***New Year's Eve

We're in my wife's hometown for the holidays, and we've just finished dinner at her cousin Jen's house. My wife's brother and sister and their spouses are in the living room with my wife, Jen's husband, Terry, and another couple, while Jen and I clean up in the kitchen. I volunteered because I find Jen enormously fun and attractive. Plus, she's wearing a low-cut top, and it's likely that during dishwasher loading, etc., I will get additional glimpses of her saucy, freckled breasts.

Jen seems even friendlier than usual tonight. She brushes against me often as we move around doing our jobs, and she keeps touching me to emphasize things she says. This is ironic, because when my wife and I were swinging, we fantasized about how it would be to have a date with Jen and Terry. They've all been pals since childhood, and my wife and Terry even had a brief thing in high school. We knew they were too straight to go for it, though, so we never made the attempt, and now we're monogamous again.

Jen and I finish and join the others. There's drinking and dancing, and after a while someone turns down the lights. It gets a little rowdy then, with a certain amount of ass-grabbing and pelvis-grinding during the slow ones, but no one seems to mind.

At midnight, the only Happy New Year kisses that don't involve tongueplay are the ones between siblings. When Terry lets my wife go, the bulge in his pants is about as big as the one I've gotten kissing Jen. From my wife's expression, I have no doubt that she's wet.

The other guests have babysitters they need to relieve: within a half hour they're gone. Terry serves us all a nightcap. He sits down and clears his throat.

"Jen and I were talking," he begins slowly. "We've always enjoyed you guys. We were wondering whether tonight we might be able to enjoy each other in a different way. You know, the four of us."

"No strings," adds Jen. "Just a one-time thing."

"You guysswing?" my wife asks incredulously.

Jen grins. "Once in a while. With the right people."

I look at my wife. She looks back at me.

"Aw, shit," she says.

"Well, honey," I say, "itis New Year's Eve . . ."

***[If you have an opinion about this story, please vote and/or comment. Many thanks!--Joey]

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22 Comments
Wilson SpaldingWilson Spaldingover 17 years ago
Way to come back!

Excellent regroup, Joey!

The story was *similar* to what I remember (the under-the-table handjob with the "Awful Couple" really stood out from the first version), though I wouldn't even class it as "cautionary" tale – there were risks, yes, but no dire consequences. That said, I thought the story arc of their exploration into swinging, the human reactions with seeing the action (not getting it up/getting it up), the jealousy and reconciliation were excellent examples of a couple working through the pitfalls of the lifestyle – and working through it well! It should be required reading for any couple contemplating making the jump; a primer if you will.

Not a stroke story, no, but still exciting where it needed to be – and an otherwise excellent short story that just happened to revolve around sex. Well done, Joey, very well done.

...Sure, the italics thing was a bit distracting, but that'll get cleared up soon enough. More importantly: when will we see the next story?

Ken NitsuaKen Nitsuaover 17 years ago
Good show

This is a story that acknowledges, in a mature fashion, that open relationships have both their problems and rewards. It's well-written with a welcome dose of humor and wit, a welcome contrast to the usual grim Loving Wives story. These are human beings, not just genitals with bodies attached to them. Thanks for a good read. Best, Ken

ohioohioover 17 years ago
liked it very much

For one thing, it was quite sexy. But beyond that, you did a wonderful job presenting the changing feelings of the characters (especially the husband) about what they were doing: the temptation and excitement, the nervousness and jealousy, the sense of possible danger, the regret, his anger when she breaks their agreed-upon "rule", and so forth.

Very well done--I hope there will be more from you soon!

ohio

Jerry WalfellJerry Walfellover 17 years ago
Can't agree they're in trouble

Unlike other commentors, I think this couple opened up their marriage, had fun, hit a little bump in the road, worked through it and learned from it, and are ready to have more fun. I think they're going to do just fine. But maybe we're all just projecting our own values onto this very hot, extremely well-written story.

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
Fun for the wrong reasons?

I know there's a sobering message behind this whole story -- the consequences of swinging, the lack of sex alone to connect two people -- but damn was it hot. I really enjoyed the attention to detail and the narrator's obvious feelings: I hate literotica stories in which the man is totally 100% cool with someone else on his wife. Tell me when _that_ would ever happen. Love, Julie.

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