Memoirs of a Swinger Ep. 26

Ruth went off to get some drinks leaving the three of us on the patio.

"She's a bit of a babe," Buster said when she'd gone, which earned him a thump from Skye.

"Would you be interested?" I asked.

"Of course he would," said Skye.

"Is this a wind-up?"

"Actually, no. She's been going through a bit of a drought on the man front."

"Buster's your man for the job." Skye confirmed offering her boyfriend's services.

"Ok," I said. "Play along with me."

Ruth came back and gave everyone a beer, then sat down at the table with us.

"Actually, Ruth we were just talking about when I got stabbed," I lied. "Do you remember the deal we made in the hospital afterwards?"

"Yes, I do," said Ruth, a little embarrassed but curious where this was going.

"What was the deal?"

"Basically, I agreed to do whatever you want, whenever you want," Ruth confirmed, having a good idea where this was heading now.

"That's it," I confirmed. "So I want you to go to your bedroom, get undressed then lie on the bed. Buster's going to come along in a few minutes. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Good. Now go get ready."

Ruth gave me a dirty smile then left.

"Bloody hell mate," Buster said when she'd gone. "I've only just got here and you've already got me fucking the host."

"You do realise that I'm probably going to fuck Skye while you're gone."

"I think she'd be disappointed if you didn't. And after three weeks at home with our parents we've both got a lot of excess sexual frustration to get rid of."

We finished our beer and I suggested to Buster that he'd given Ruth long enough. Buster was like a greyhound out of a trap and disappeared into the house without asking directions to the right bedroom. He didn't come back so he must have found Ruth eventually.

"You don't have to fuck me if you don't want to," I told Skye. "I know you're tired."

Skye got up and held out her hand.

"I want to," she replied.

Ruth and Skye were very different creatures. While Ruth was skilled in the art of lovemaking, Skye had youthful enthusiasm on her side. I've said it before, but Skye's vagina was softer and squidgyer than most. It wasn't better or worse for that, it was just different, and that made it a treat. As they say, variety is the spice of life.

I climbed on top of Skye and pushed myself into her as we kissed. Skye responded jerking her hips up to meet mine. I cheated and kissed her neck as I fucked her and she swooned with pleasure. Keeping a constant rhythm, we fucked for a while like this and Skye lapped it up until her orgasm came. She gripped hold of me tightly, urging me not to stop.

I couldn't help but wonder however, how I must have felt inside her compared to Buster's monster sea cucumber of a cock. When Skye told me to cum in her arse it did occur to me that this might have been a pleasure denied to Buster due to his size. Skye had always liked me finishing in her arse and I was only too happy to oblige.

I flipped Skye round so that she was on all fours then fucked her pussy for a while before switching holes. The tightness felt good. She was no waif and fucking her was like fucking the farmer's daughter. Skye's buttocks were firm and meaty and I steadied her rump with both hands as she told me how good my cock felt in her arse.

I didn't hold back and after fucking her for a while longer I delivered the goods. She clenched her sphincter muscles as I came and I felt her arse tighten around my cock, squeezing the last drops out of me.

"That was nice," Skye told me.

"It was, wasn't it."

I pulled out of her and we both lay back on the bed and had a bit of a cuddle.

"I wonder how Buster is getting on?" I said.

"I'm sure he's having a whale of a whale of a time." Skye replied. "Although Lesley said Ruth was a bit of a man-eater."

"It's true," I said. "But you were very keen to volunteer him."

"That's because I want to fuck her husband."

"What, David?"

"Yes I'm a fan of his books. I guess it's a bit of groupie thing. Once would be enough, does that make me a bad person?" she giggled.

"I don't know, but I suspect it would make David a very happy man."

"Lesley was going to try and introduce me when we first met, but you spoilt that by shipping her off to London."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I told her.

"You're forgiven. You did sort me out with Buster after all."

"I can talk to Ruth if you like."

"Would you?"

"Sure, but not tonight. Now we should go get a shower then you can give me a hand to change the sheets. I don't want Lesley and Suzy sleeping in whatever it is you've just dribbled onto the bed."

That evening we had supper with Ruth, David and Linh. It had been a while before Buster had returned from Ruth's bedroom but both of them seemed to have smiles on their faces. I hoped Ruth had had some fun, it sounded like she'd been having a lean time of late.

At eleven in the evening. A car rolled down the drive containing Daniel, Kate, Lesley and Suzy.

"We were beginning to wonder where you were," Ruth said greeting them.

"We were a bit late leaving," Daniel said. "Sorry."

Lesley made a beeline for me. She gave me a kiss and a big hug, closely followed by Suzy who did the same thing.

"Everybody, this is Suzy," Lesley then announced and there followed a round of hugs and introductions.

"Do you want anything to eat," Ruth asked the late arrivals.

"Not for me thanks," said Daniel. "I think I'd like a beer and then I'm ready for bed."

Ruth brought beer and soft drinks and we chatted for a while but you could see that people were tired.

"Lesley. You and Steven, Suzy, Buster and Skye are in the guest house. Steven can show you. Daniel, Kate, you're in the main house. I'll show you which room."

With that the group dispersed. I took Lesley and Suzy back to our room and they both undressed then collapsed on the bed. The sight of their two naked bodies gave me an erection and Lesley noticed it.

"Do you want to fuck us?" she asked lovingly?

"No. It's fine." I said.

"You can have us both in the morning then."

I kissed Lesley and Suzy goodnight and pretty soon we were all asleep.

CHAPTER 3 - PARTY TIME.

On Friday morning I left Lesley and Suzy fast asleep in bed and went out for a run. Lesley had brought with her the clothes I couldn't carry on the bike and, as I sorted through them for my running gear, Buster sauntered out of his bedroom.

"Fancy some company?" he asked.

Buster was a big unit and not a natural runner but I enjoyed chatting with him as we jogged along the quiet French country roads.

"How did it go with Ruth?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Man, she was insatiable," he replied laughing.

"But you enjoyed yourselves?"

"Oh yes," Buster confirmed enthusiastically. "I hear you and Skye had a good time too."

"It certainly was for me." I told him. "You know, I like Skye, you're a lucky guy. I thought she was a bit of a hippy when I first met her but she's a really intelligent, articulate girl."

"I know mate. I've never really felt the same way about a girl before."

"You want to watch out. Next thing you know, you'll be proposing to her."

"Not quite yet," Buster laughed.

Buster turned round after a couple of miles. I felt good so I carried on for bit longer. Lesley and Suzy were still in bed when I got back so I had a quick shower then joined them.

"Your girls need you," Lesley told me as the three of us began to make out.

I fucked Suzy first. We started in the missionary position and I fucked her while she and Lesley continued to kiss. Then I got on my knees, and lifted Suzy's legs so that her ankles were over my shoulders. Lesley knelt beside Suzy and frigged her clitoris as I pumped her. Suzy seemed to be enjoying herself, and she fingered Lesley's pussy. Then she began to tremble slightly.

"Please don't stop," Suzy implored.

Lesley and I redoubled our efforts. The trembling became a judder then Suzy went stiff. She began to fist Lesley's pussy frantically before letting out a couple of sharp moans then she relaxed. Lesley and I carried on for a little while longer then Lesley lay down beside her.

"Did you just orgasm?" Lesley asked.

"I'm pretty sure I did," Suzy replied.

The girls kissed some more and I left my cock in Suzy, slowly stroking it into her while I watched them.

"I think it's because I'm relaxed," Suzy continued. "I've always been worried about disappointing people before. But I don't feel that with you two."

"I'm glad," said Lesley, giving Suzy a big hug. "Do you want to go again?"

Wisely, Suzy declined. There was no point in forcing the issue. So the girls 'sixty-nine'd' while I fucked Lesley from behind. Lesley couldn't help herself however and she tongued Suzy's clit in the hope of teasing out another orgasm. Fortunately, Suzy obliged her with two more orgasms by the time I came in Lesley. The damn had well and truly been breached.

After I'd cum I made the girls wait for the cum to drip out of Lesley's pussy and into Suzy's mouth before letting them kiss again. I'm not sure who looked happier but both of them seemed pleased with the morning's efforts. Hopefully, knowing that she could orgasm would allow Suzy to be more confident about enjoying sex with other people. We'd have to wait and see.

None of the other guests seemed to be in a hurry to get up on Friday and since Ruth had booked a table for lunch in Roussilon, breakfast was just a coffee and a croissant. There were nine of us for lunch, the four couples plus Suzy and it was quite a noisy affair. It was good to see Lesley and David getting on well. Lesley had helped David through some dark times with his cancer and, while things had changed now, once upon a time David had meant a great deal to Lesley. Skye also chatted with them, seemingly keen to establish her groupie credentials.

Daniel and Ruth were reacquainting themselves. I don't think they'd seen each other since the previous summer. Although Lesley was Daniel's muse now, old flames were nevertheless hard to extinguish it seemed. Their closeness didn't bother seem to bother Kate. In any case she wanted to identify with the group in their twenties and not the oldies. Suzy, Buster and I kept her occupied and she was seemed happy with the attention.

When we got back to Ruth and David's, things were really beginning to take shape for the party the next day. The marquee was up and the tables and chairs were being laid out. Buster and I tried to lend a hand where we could but there wasn't really much to do.

At one point, one of the guys setting up said something to us in French. I had no idea what it was but Buster listened then responded, also in French.

"He asked if we could take those tables into the marquee."

"I didn't know you could speak French."

"Yeah, my mum's from Canada, the French speaking bit. I learnt it as a kid but it's not been that useful. This is actually my first time in France."

By late afternoon the marquee was finished and everything was in place. Ruth and David had decided to lay on a barbecue that evening. It was basically a cook your own affair which worked very well considering all the mouths to feed.

When I got a moment, I told Ruth about Skye and David. Ruth told me that she'd pretty much figured it out, as Skye had been all over David most of the afternoon, adding that David had loved every minute of it. Ruth confessed that she really wanted to spend the night with Daniel and I told her I was sure that Kate wouldn't mind as she and Buster got on very well.

Carole and Fabien were meant to have joined us for the barbecue but Carole had phoned to say that they would be late. By ten thirty they still hadn't turned up however.

"Why don't you all go and enjoy yourselves," Lesley suggested. "There's no point in everyone waiting up."

Ruth made a half-hearted objection but it was clear that she and Daniel had the hots for each other and nobody else offered any objections either. After Ruth and Daniel had left, Skye suggested to David that perhaps they could slip away too, leaving us with Kate and Buster. Kate waited patiently while we all chatted but when she saw that Buster wasn't in any hurry, she cracked.

"Are you going make me beg, Buster?" Kate pleaded.

"What do you mean?" Buster replied, looking confused.

"Can't you see I'm gagging for it?"

"I'm sorry Kate. I'm not being rude. It's just that, well you look like a bloody supermodel." Buster told her. "Honestly, I wasn't sure if you wanted to."

Kate looked flattered by the compliment.

"Buster, I'm as close to a 'sure thing' as you're going to see this weekend. So if you don't mind, can we skip to the bit where you take me to bed?"

Everyone laughed. Buster got up from the sofa, offered Kate his hand then led her away.

After they'd all gone, Lesley, Suzy and I cuddled up on one of the sofas together.

"I like Buster," Suzy said, "I can see why the two of you are mates Steven."

"Why do you say that?"

"I imagine you can be quite intimidating to a lot of guys your own age. You can't help it. It's the alpha male thing. That's probably why most of your male friends are older than you. But Buster's too big and too laid back to be intimidated by you, it just washes over him."

I hadn't really thought about it before but maybe Suzy had a point. It was true, other than Buster I didn't really have any proper male friends my own age.

"Buster has an enormous cock," Lesley giggled. "That's why he isn't intimidated by Steven and that's why Kate was so keen this evening."

"There's no denying that," I agreed.

At around eleven we heard a car pull up outside and went to greet Carole and Fabien. It was pretty obvious from the moment they got out that things were a little frosty between them but they put whatever was bothering them aside as we did the introductions. I didn't think Carole was going to let me go when she hugged me and Fabien shook my hand warmly.

"And you must be Suzy," Carole said in her slightly direct manner. "Lesley's told me all about you."

"Already?" Suzy said surprised.

"Already," Carole confirmed. "But don't worry, it's all good," she said smiling.

"Would you like a drink," I asked. "Beer, wine, tea, coffee?"

"To be honest," said Carole. "I just want to go to bed. Lesley, would you mind if I borrowed Steven from you?"

"Only if you're letting us take Fabien in exchange," Lesley replied trying to keep things light-hearted.

"Of course," said Carole. "He's a very lucky man," she said, trying to pay the girls a compliment.

"Then it's a deal," Lesley confirmed.

I said goodnight to the girls and Lesley gave me a big hug and told me she loved me. Then I escorted Carole to her bedroom. When I got her alone I asked if everything was ok.

"Just fuck me Steven," she said, half pleading, half instructing.

Usually, when she was being playful, Carole liked to go on top, at least to begin with. This time she just wanted me to fuck her missionary style. There was little in the way of foreplay but once I was inside her there was a lot of kissing. Carole wrapped her slender but strong legs around me, and as I drove myself into her and I could sense that, more than usual, she needed to feel loved. Fortunately, making love to Carole came naturally. Despite the age difference there was something about her I found irresistible.

When we'd finished we lay next to each other and Carole cuddled into me.

"So tell me, what's bothering you," I said to her.

"It's the winery. The whole thing's a disaster. We're in danger of not having any pickers to pick the grapes and, even if we did, we couldn't turn them into wine because none of the equipment in the winery works."

"What's the problem," I asked, wondering how things had got that bad.

"It's Fabien. He's completely out of his depth. He's useless at planning, terrible at organising and can't communicate for toffee. If I wasn't married to him I'd have sacked him by now."

"I see."

"And of course, I make it worse. I've been used to working with people who are at the top of their game and well, you know my reputation for not suffering fools."

"I had heard," I told her, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"I just can't deal with Fabien making a mess of things. So now, things are really uncomfortable between us. We've hardly had sex for the past month and I bet he's complaining to Lesley and Suzy about me right now."

I gave Carole a hug.

"I know I'm lucky to have Fabien. He's a lovely man and a talented artist but we risk wasting a whole year of winemaking if we can't sort this out soon."

"What's the problem with the equipment?"

"It's been delivered but everything needs to be set up, plumbed in and connected to the electricity. Those are big jobs apparently and of course it's holiday season in France."

"Well, Buster and I might be able to help there. We both did electrical engineering. Plus Buster's dad owns a dairy and he's been working in it for years. I know it's not wine but it's similar. I'm not sure what to suggest about the grape picking 'though."

"I can't ask you two to give up your holidays Steven."

"Well, let's have a look on Monday and see if we can come up with a plan. Do you have anyone who actually knows how to make wine?"

"There's no shortage of them. Everyone's an expert it seems."

"Well that's good at least."

Carole relaxed a bit and we kissed for a while. I could see she was tired. She draped her arm over me and rested her head on my shoulder, then drifted off to sleep.

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The day of the party had arrived and in the morning Carole wanted to go for a run. I would have preferred sex and after we'd got out of bed this occurred to her.

"I'm sorry. Did you want to have sex with me?" she asked.

"I might have done," I told her.

Carole put her arms around me and kissed me.

"I'm a lucky woman, aren't I?" she said. "How about if I make it up to you when we get back?"

"I guess I can wait."

In order to go running we first had to go back to the guest apartment to get my running gear. I knocked on the door and gently opened it. Fabien was lying in the middle of the bed with Lesley and Suzy either side of him. When Lesley saw that I was going running she wanted to come too.

"Will you two be ok?" she asked Fabien and Suzy.

"I think we can find something to do while you're gone," Fabien replied, which made Suzy giggle.

It felt great to be out with Lesley and Carole. They were both good runners.

"You've improved so much since last year," Carole told Lesley as we jogged along.

"I keep at it most days, and the calisthenics you taught me. My stomach's almost as flat as yours now."

"You've done well Lesley. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you Carole. That means a lot."

We stopped in the village and I bought a bottle of water. We took turns drinking from it, as we caught our breath in the square.

"Fabien told us that you were having a few problems with the winery," Lesley said to Carole as we stretched.

"What did he say? If you don't mind me asking,"

"He said he didn't want to let you down but he feels out of his depth."

Carole looked like she was going to cry and Lesley put an arm round her.

"You know, we can help, Carole. We're her for two weeks and I'm sure that Buster and Skye will lend a hand too."

"Thank you Lesley. It's really kind. I think we'll have to take a look at things on Monday."

We ran back to Ruth and David's and stretched off outside the apartment. Both girls looked very sexy in their running gear and they knew it.

"You know," said Carole to Lesley, "I promised Stephen we'd have sex when we got back. But by the way he was just admiring you I'm guessing he'd rather have both of us."

Lesley giggled. I could see that she wanted to be involved.

"Just let me get some clothes to change into afterwards."