Things went pretty much as I had described. Amy knew Hoyt would be hanging around them when she gave Stephan her ass. So Stephan's suggestion to do anal soon did not completely spoil her surprise. Amy got on her hands and knees. Hoyt lay under her and played with her tits and clit. I shouted my encouragement, "Relax, baby." Stephan added, "I'll take it slow and easy, Amy." I realized I had heard more terms of endearment from Hoyt than Stephan and Amy combined. I wondered if Amy and Stephan had planned that.
Stephan and Hoyt had about the same-sized cocks. Both were a bit longer and thicker than mine. I knew Amy would love their DP. Stephan and Hoyt were giving words of encouragement to Amy. Amy was moaning and groaning. She was also yelling, "That's it! Keep it coming! God, I can't believe I'm doing this in front of God and everyone! Fuck my ass! Fuck it good! Fuck it hard!"
Jen and I paused to take in the action. Jen told me, "She looks and sounds like a pro." I had to smile. Stephan was pounding her harder and for a longer period of time than Amy had experienced with me. I wondered if Phil would let me start to break in Liz's ass at our next party. Perhaps Amy could convince her how great it was. If Amy got the expected DP tonight, she'd have lots of things to discuss with Liz and Penny.
Later, after Stephan had again recharged, we gave Jen what I thought was a pretty good DP. She kicked our efforts up a notch. She had bent over a sofa arm and invited Stephan to enter her ass. Amy could see and hear what was going on and I heard her tell Hoyt, "Let's watch this. We might learn something new." Hoyt responded with, "You might, but I'm the one who taught her."
After Stephan's dick was fully ensconced, Jen directed him to grab her behind her knees and lift her. It was a good thing she didn't weigh an additional twenty pounds, because Stephan had just a slight grimace on his face as he shuffled his feet so the two of them were facing me. I walked my cock to her opening and, crouching a bit, slid it in to the hilt. That was so hot! I could feel Stephan's cock through the little bit of Jen's body separating her love canal from her pooper chute.
Amy turned on her cheerleader personality and shouted, "That looks so GD hot! It looks complicated, too. Can I do that, but in an easier way?" I think that thought caused Stephan to blow sooner than he intended. He held on to Jen and we both eased her to the sofa. Jen grabbed my cock and crammed it down her throat. I didn't know if I could come again, but I was rock hard. I gave Jen's mouth one last jab, withdrew it, and slammed it into her pussy. I was determined to give her at least one more orgasm. She had two more, and I was positive I was finished for night. I got water for everyone and invited Jen to sit on my lap while we tried to recover. I suspected Jen could likely handle several more guys on any given night. Not exactly the kind of gal I'd take home to meet the folks. Of course, my wife appeared to be headed in the same direction. I should probably start thinking about orgies.
It took Stephan quite a while to regain his energy. Jen wiggled her butt in my lap and drank her water. She said she and Hoyt were in no hurry -- their gang's parties often lasted until or beyond sun-up. She wanted to see Amy get her first DP. I made a mental note to add "DP" to the anal section of our rules. Maybe I should also add "Airtight?" That gave me an idea.
Stephan was, after a considerable wait, ready for Amy's first DP. Hoyt took charge, and, since Stephan had already had Amy's ass, Hoyt grabbed another condom and instructed Stephan to lie on his back. Hoyt told Amy to mount Stephan. Hoyt was condomed up and stroked some lube on his cock. He crawled behind Amy and slowly pushed himself into her relaxed sphincter. The deeper he probed, the louder Amy became. She was screaming her pleasure when Hoyt finished going balls deep. Hoyt told Stephan to hold still and let Amy move until she felt comfortable. Amy continued to scream out her pleasure as she slowly moved on the two cocks. Jen started yelling some instructions.
I got with the program and shouted, "Baby, do you want me to make you airtight once you really get going?" Amy was biting her lower lip and only grunted. "Was that a yes?" I wondered. Jen shouted, "Get them to start alternating their strokes." Amy nodded. The guys started moving because of Jen's instructions. I was watching and wondering if Amy was going to be able to take the double pounding. She was resting on one hand and was using the other to furiously flick her clit. Hoyt and Stephan began to alternate some slow plunging and withdrawing. Amy was making more positive noises, so the guys started moving faster. Amy got into their rhythm and started bouncing. It looked and sounded like she was getting close. I nudged Jen and she got off my lap. I walked in front of Amy and offered my cock to her. This might be the first time we had touched during a party.
Amy realized what I was doing, removed her flicking hand, grabbed my cock, and pushed most of it into her mouth and slightly beyond. She was thrashing for all she was worth. Taking my cock had made her sit up a bit straighter so her other hand was free to pinch her tits. She removed my cock and gave one last scream. She could no longer take what Hoyt and Stephan were doing to her so she pulled away from them and collapsed on the floor. The guys did not complain. I assumed they didn't have a drop left in either of their tanks.
All of us relaxed on the floor or elsewhere. Amy thanked everyone for her "best sexual experience, ever," stood, gave the guys pleasantly solid kisses, planted a wet lip lock on Jen, and then sat in my lap. She put her arms around my neck, cooed "I love you," and gave me her best passionate kiss. With lots of tongue. I began to wonder how many additional single guys we'd need to fully sate these two sex goddesses. Liz was still my favorite party partner, but tonight's experience was in an entirely new league for Amy and me. I doubted I could share Liz the way I had encouraged Amy to share herself. I now suspected Amy and I had many more sexual frontiers to find and conquer.
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Amy
Jesus H. Christ! What a night! I had selected Friday because I had no Saturday appointments. It's a good thing because I could not have held up my head for more than ten minutes. Did we ever sleep in. Andrew volunteered to make coffee (Yes, he'd forgotten.) and bring me breakfast in bed. I kiddingly replied him, "Nice try. Offering something like that when you know I might puke at the thought." Andrew was wiped out as much as I was, but I imagine his pussy and asshole weren't as well-used as mine were. I decided a warm, relaxing bath was in order. I invited Andrew to join me. He did and we spent some time reminiscing about last night's activities.
We both used words like "wow" and "awesome" much, much more often than we had ever done before. I were in 111% agreement Jen and Hoyt were keepers. At one time I honestly told Andrew, "Hoyt and Stephan are the best, present company excluded, pair of studs I knew for some MFM action. "Can you believe I let a second and third guy have my ass? Both in the same night? Then, surprise of surprises, you guys surprised me with a glorious DP. And you contributed admirably by making me airtight during DP. I'm glad we didn't talk about those things beforehand. The surprises made those things so much hotter." I spent a considerable amount of time smiling. Before Andrew left the tub, I reached for his hand and said, "You are a good husband. Thanks for agreeing to swapping and swinging. And thanks for insisting I invite Jen. It's going to be difficult to top last night, but I'm certain both of us are willing to try. Like that old surfer movie where they were constantly searching for the perfect wave." Then I switched to a more sultry tone. "You are also a very good lover and friend, and, as soon as I am able to spread my legs, I'm going to show you exactly what I mean."
We just shuffled around the rest of the day. We drank lots of water, but only stopped to nibble on some food when we were ravenous. I've been blotto hung over before, but this was different. Though I have no actual experience, it felt more like I had run a marathon last night. I wondered how I would fare if I had more than two (really 1.5) guys working on me all night.
Of course, we survived. Jen sent us cute email thanking us for our hospitality and hoping we could "do it again, soon." She also made some reference to wanting to meet some of our gang members. That made Andrew smile. I'm surprised he didn't get a hard-on. I wondered if Jen had replaced Liz as Andrew's heartthrob. I wasn't sure I'd like that because Jen might be able to take Andrew away from me.
Lauren called Sunday afternoon. I was at an open house, but things were very slow so I took her call. They were having a barbeque the following Sunday afternoon, and we, of course, were invited. I used this opportunity to tell her Andrew and Stephan had "kissed and made up." Lauren was so pleased, and said, "Good. Now we can invite him too." When she asked how Andrew and I were doing I could honestly tell her, "We aren't all the way back, but things are so much better." Then I told her that we (including Stephan) had met a dynamite woman who I would like Stephan to invite. Lauren asked if Jen would fit in. I assured her Jen would seem like an old friend before the day was over.
I could not have planned it any better. I didn't want Stephan falling for a woman who would not party with us, and I wanted to put a bit of a wedge between Andrew and Jen. I called Andrew to tell him about the invite and to get his thoughts regarding Stephan and Jen. He said, "I've got nothing planned and I assume you can control your Sunday schedule. Who's going to invite Stephan and Jen?" Oops, that's what I get for not thinking everything through, so I suggested, "Let me check with Stephan before I contact Jen and I'll get back to you."
Stephan thought it was a great idea, and I told him I wanted to call Jen. He said, "This seems so middle schoolish." I called Jen and got her voice mail. The message indicated she was working today so I left a message for her to call. She called later that afternoon. I told her about the barbeque and being Stephan's date. She said she was off the next Sunday and would love to meet the rest of the gang. I insisted she meet Stephan and us at our house so we could spend a little time to describe the partiers versus the non-partiers. Oops. I needed to call Stephan and tell him to meet us at our place.
I filled in Pen on Monday. We went to lunch to get away from prying ears, and I gave the overview of Friday's happenings. She was blown away and asked when they could have a fivesome or, perhaps, a sevensome. We settled for another foursome at our place on Wednesday night. Ah, one of the benefits of not having children. Our foursome was a bit more eventful. We taught Pen how to accept a DP, and, since we didn't have a third dong for her mouth, I let her lick my twat.
Sunday arrived and Jen acted like the three of us were some of her best and oldest friends. She certainly liked to hug and kiss. It was easy to see why she had attracted two husbands and why she could attract another if she wanted to. We explained that Penny and Robert were, along with us, the most active swappers. Liz and Phil also partied, but less frequently. Our hosts, Lauren and Fred had been invited to join our small group, but were still uncommitted after several months. I also mentioned Pen and I had approached three other wives (Who might or might not be there.) with two of them saying "Hell no!" and a third who had never gotten back to us. We advised her not to say anything that we didn't want overheard and no one was to mention Hoyt. Then we worked up a simple story to explain how the four of us had come to know each other.
Every one was pleased to see Stephan. Most knew why we did not attend parties to which he had been invited. We made a big show of our renewed friendship with him. Jen was an absolute hit at the party. No surprise there. Most of the men were mesmerized and most of the women thought she would make a great gal-pal. Once, when Stephan and Jen were together and mingling, Liz got my attention and nodded at the pair. Her expression told me what she was asking so I nodded and smiled. I hoped I hadn't misread her question. Lauren got me alone and asked, "So, are they swinging with you and Andrew?" I gave her a calm, "Yes." I chose not to embellish. Lauren smiled, nodded, and walked away. Maybe I had set another hook.
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Andrew
Jen and Stephan seemed to really hit it off. At our party and at the barbeque. Jen was still bubbling as we drove home. She had not met anyone she disliked. Amy asked how our circle of friends compared to hers. She gave that a little thought, then replied, "Our group is predominantly into swapping and swinging. Some of the members of the larger group don't, but I'm fairly certain they know what's going on. We, like you, don't talk about it when non-swingers are around." Amy asked another question Stephan or I weren't ready to ask, "Jen, now that you have met the Smarts and the Scotts, are you amenable to playing with them, too?" Jen, still on an emotional high (Maybe some of her would rub off on Penny.), replied, "Amenable, what a big word. They seem okay, and I would certainly pay attention to your endorsement. I suspect Hoyt would be interested, if you wanted an extra guy." I had an opening so I took it. "You mean you and Hoyt don't always party together?" Jen quickly retorted, "Heavens no! Sometimes I have a real date." She was looking into Stephan's eyes as she made her last statement.
Amy's and my life settled into a routine. I had started working out at a campus exercise facility. I invited Amy to join me since I only exercised when I had a later first class. That meant early Monday, Wednesday, and Friday plus the weekend if we didn't have anything planned. I was only working out enough to develop a little muscle tone. Amy felt she was so blessed with exceptionally good genes she wouldn't start exercising until her body also needed some tone.
The parties continued. We probably hosted or attended, on average, two every three weeks. More often if we needed to attend to Penny's and Robert's horniness. Liz was still my favorite partner, and she was plenty loving and physical when we were together. Jen was something else, and I always enjoyed my time with her. I believe Amy was usually miffed when I suggested Jen and Stephan get together for a foursome. Amy would usually unmiff if Hoyt joined us for a fivesome. Penny and Robert joined us for sevensome and everyone seemed to enjoy that. Plenty of bodies so all of the gals got at least one DP and at least one airtight. The guys were again exhausted. We might need to call in the National Guard.
These activities were not affecting my ability to perform my job duties at a high level. Everyone else claimed the same. Liz, however, admitted she had to take occasional naps. Phil did not seem to enjoy foursomes with us. Wonder why. He really liked, however, our sevensome with Jen, Stephan, and Hoyt. Liz passed on the DP and airtight shenanigans. She watched and said she found them interesting, but...
Life was proceeding swimmingly for Amy and me. Had we regained our post-honeymoon behaviors which had been missing for the last few years? No, but as we looked at our friends, we realized our previous relationship might be impossible to recover. We continued to believe our decision not to have children was something that gave us an advantage over most of our friends. Too many of those wives had begun to act like mommies. We viewed that as being detrimental to their loving, best friend relationships with their husbands. Most of the guys had adjusted, and took their new statuses regarding their wives because that was life with a family. That new status caused some of our friends to spend less and less time with many of the former larger group of friends.
Amy and I began to go out on dates to do more things as a couple. Sometimes, we invited another couple or two to go with us. We made efforts to include friends who had seemingly become bogged down in their family responsibilities. Those wives seemed to really enjoy these outings. The swapping and swinging, of course, continued. We hadn't branched out to play with any new couples. Then Amy and Penny decided the four of us should take a weekend trip to Las Vegas. They had identified an ideal weekend when we could see a show they wanted to see and what they called a "big surprise."
When they said the big surprise would likely fill an entire evening and last into the morning hours, Robert and I knew what the gals had in mind. Not the details, of course, but we knew that event would be happening without clothes. We headed out the second night; they still had not told us what the big surprise was. We just loaded ourselves into a cab. The gals were dressed to kill and wore very high heels. Robert and I were instructed to wear something more casual, including flip flops.
The cab deposited us at a large, two-story club. The gals paid our entry fees, and we all received wrist bands and two expandable arm bands. Each arm band had a key attached. We proceeded to a shop-like area loaded with virtually all things sexual. I noticed some things I could not imagine how they were supposed to be used. The gals recognized what they wanted and bought six boxes of condoms and two tubes of lube. Thank you, disposable income.
We followed the overhead signs and wound up in a bar and dance area. Most of the couples dancing were wearing nothing but shoes. We got ourselves drinks and headed for the door indicating "lockers." We learned later that the large locker room had two other doors. Those doors had "single men" signs. The lockers were located on all four walls and much of the floor was covered with thick pads resembling what I remembered from high school P.E. class. We found our adjoining lockers and stripped out of everything except our shoes. Penny and Amy had matching small hand purses and each loaded about six condoms and a tube of lube into hers. They removed a small stack of towels from the locker shelves, locked the two lockers, and handed the keys to Robert and me. Robert and I smiled at each other.
We walked back to the dancing area, and after putting towels on the seats, sat to work on our drinks and watch the couples dancing. Amy asked, "How do you like the surprise so far?" Robert and I grunted our approval and the gals' smiles broadened. Amy continued, "There are bigger surprises upstairs. That is a couples-only area and the rules are supposed to be posted on several walls. The website indicates there aren't many rules. It's more like anything goes as long as both parties agree. The most taboo rule says no guy-on-guy activities." Robert asked what else happened downstairs. Amy fielded that question. "We'll tell you about that before we come back downstairs. The most important thing for you two guys to remember is that you don't need to worry about having lead in your pencils when we're come back down."
We discussed dancing, but wound up agreeing that was something we could do during recuperating periods. I suggested another round of drinks, but Penny told us there were several bars upstairs. The gals had done their homework! We headed upstairs and walked around as a group. We had led such provincial lives! Some rooms had closed doors, but most were open. The closed doors had permanently attached "Do not disturb" signs. A few of the rooms with no door had temporary DND signs hanging on a peg beside the door. All rooms also had glass windows so the voyeurs could watch. I noticed every room had a least one window, but those with closed doors also had curtains on the window(s). Most of those curtains were pulled open.
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