On The Road Ch. 04

The two guys, Mick and Josh, got their gear off to reveal their horniness to the world and, to our surprise, their ladies had given up their somewhat modest bikinis for the skimpiest of stretch thongs. The width of the straps and the frontal triangle of fabric made it clear that they'd been busy with their razors, the matter confirmed when Colleen bent over to reveal a vulva free from fur.

When Justine and Billy returned we formed a single group where even young Sean got his bathers off to display a penis as thick as Vern's and equal in length to Norm's. He hadn't had a lot to do with girls because of his self-consciousness at the size of his sex organ, he'd confided to Justine, while she'd eventually persuaded him that a big dick is a big plus, not a minus.

Justine was obviously eager to sample Sean's prick and got up to lead him into the water, followed closely by Lisa and Billy.

"Come on ladies," she called back over her shoulder. "This might be your one chance to try it."

They looked at each other flushing as Mark pulled me to my feet.

"Hold on a moment," said the short, blonde Paula as she shoved her green thong down her legs and walked naked to Mark, pushing Mick towards me.

I closed my hand around his nicely curved, standard dick and smiled in my best loose-woman manner as we headed for the water. We'd walked only a few paces when a then naked Colleen and husband caught up with us to blushingly indicate that an exchange of partners would make them happy. I took Josh in hand and into the warm ocean where we fairly quickly got something straight between us. My legs were wrapped tightly about his slim body and my fingers intertwined behind his neck as he lustily rammed his hips to my crotch in a rapturous sexual rhythm to slide his nice dick in and out of my hungry sexpouch.

"Oooh, ye-es," I told him urgently. "Do it! Do it hard to me."

And he did; banging away lustily until I came with a wild cry of pleasure as he continued to thrust into my convulsing cunt, eventually shoving deep inside me to squirt semen into my womb and bring on another ecstatic spasm.

"You're like really wild," he said to me when he'd caught his breath once more.

"I wasn't a couple of days ago," I giggled. "But after so long being good, I rather enjoy the sensation in being a slut."

"I don't reckon you're a slut. Free and easy, liberated maybe, but not at all slutty. Actually, I'd like Colleen to be more like you."

"And you don't mind her going with other guys?"

"No, I really wanted this, you know, for her to be much more her own lady and not constantly worried about what others might think, particularly some others whose thoughts just don't matter to me," he told me.

"Yeah," I said thoughtfully. "But I'm really surprised at how many blokes want to see their wives doing this. The whole idea appalled me until I gave in to Mark, but I can't imagine what I was thinking now."

The rest of the day was spent in a sexual round-robin where every guy got to fuck with each of the women, all of us discussing how it felt to do that and how we felt about being what we'd become, especially the females. Paula and Colleen were as sexually familiar with all the blokes as the rest of us by the time we parted and their spouses appeared to be more than pleased at their transformation.

*

I hadn't a clue about what Ronnie had in mind for me on her 'girls night', but of course I had to accept that I'd be engaging in some manner of sexual activity at some point during the course of the evening. We dined at a very swish restaurant specialising in seafood where she introduced me to oysters, I didn't know why at the time, but found them much more palatable than I'd have imagined them to be from appearances.

We then drove back to her place where she poured us another wine and went to the downstairs bathroom where she used a huge rubber syringe as an enema. She smiled by way of commending it to me too, so when she left after taking her shower I naively complied without understanding why.

In a guest-room she'd put out two short, silk camisoles, stay-up stockings and mules with fifteen centimetre heels. She pulled my hair up and plaited it at my crown, coiling and pinning it under a scrunchie. The doorbell rang while she was doing my makeup so she left me finishing my mascara while she let the visitor in.

I pulled on the black, lace-topped hose and stepped on to my shoes before dropping the gold smock over my nude form and checking my mirror reflection. The camisole barely covered either my crotch or nipples, causing me quite some embarrassment on hearing more than one masculine voice coming from the lounge-room. However I needn't have worried, as on entering the room I saw the first of three men coming from another of the guest rooms. He was nude and obviously aroused, his solid penis curving slightly upward as it jutted out from his trimmed crotch. To my not exactly happy surprise, two more men followed him out, both as horny as he but sporting only standard size dicks.

"This is Leon," Ronnie said by way of introduction to the bloke with the twenty centimetre member, "Vin and Rick. This is Deby."

Both Leon and Vin embraced me easily, giving me a quick peck on the cheek, then Rick, as green and nervous as I, tried so hard not to touch me with his cock, but caused us to fall on to the couch and get a chiacking about being in such a hurry to get on with it.

Ronnie provided drinks and sat talking with Leon and Vin while Rick and I sat across the occasional table looking at her cunt showing beneath the hem of her skimpy garment. I guessed that mine was as obvious, but was past feeling any real embarrassment after only two days as a swinger, allowing one shoulder strap to fall and bare a boob.

Eventually Ronnie rose and expertly let her silken camisole slip down her body to the carpet without appearing to have done anything to cause it.

"Come on Rick," grinned Ronnie, "let's get acquainted."

He sat beside Vin while she knelt before them to alternately suck their jerking, thrilling cocks. Leon lay on his back to slide his face under her perfumed crotch and tongue her exposed clitoris until she panted and gasped with pleasure.

Vin and Rick looked at me as they undulated their hips to Ronnie's avidly sucking mouth. Knowing I'd have to join in to get any I stood, let my other shoulder string fall away and felt my one garment slowly drift floorward to show all my charms to a pair of virtual strangers. While I was still a bit nervous, despite my promiscuous activity during the day, I was much less so than Rick who was obviously on his first outing. It made me feel a bit more self-assured as I knelt on the carpet and took his nicely curved penis into my mouth to suck and tounge at its highly sensitive knob and manipulate his tight balls in my hand.

In only a moment I felt his tiny hip movements quicken suddenly, his body stiffen and my mouth and throat fill with his gushes warm, creamy semen.

"Oooooh!" he moaned, clutching at my head.

I leaned back and slid between Leon's solid, hairy legs to grasp his hard and horny love tackle to eagerly fellate him too. Rick was looking down at me so I opened my thighs to display my furry clam and, perhaps, suggest an activity we could both enjoy. He took the hint and quickly had his tongue at my swollen clitty to circle and press it delightfully. He may well have been a newcomer to swinging, but I have to say that he was a dab hand (dab tongue?) at the art of cunnilingus. He quickly had me at the point of orgasm despite all my sexual activity that day and my determination not to come before I'd seen to Leon. Fortunately he climaxed just before I did (how would you tell the paramedics that a woman had drowned in semen in your lounge?) and I was able to manage things.

After the sighs and moans of pleasure had abated we took another drink of wine and Leon produced a packet of rather upmarket cigarettes. I'd smoked a little on a number of occasions as an appetite supressor during weight-loss campaigns after childbirth, but there was something quite different about these smokes. The main flavour was of good Turkish tobacco, but with a nice aftertaste of something else and in a few minutes I realized that the high was more than tobacco could induce.

With the guys all hot and horny once more Ronnie got Rick to sit back on the big leather sofa as she knelt over his lap to slot his cock in her easy cunt. Leon smeared KY on her exposed pink anus and on his knob before kneeling at the edge behind her and pushing his penis deep inside her rear entrance. Vin stood behind the couch with his tool in her mouth as she expertly moved her body in such a way as to slide all the male members in their particular orifices.

"I think Debs might be a bit lonely there, don't you?" she observed slyly to Vin.

He came to me and lay behind where I'd indicated to easily slide his cock into my warm, wet and welling cunt to fill me, causing me to again expeience that wonderful sensation of novelty that comes with the initial intromission of a new man's penis into one's pussy. Clutching at and kneading my quivering boobs he began to thrust his hips to slide his lovely cock in and out of my drooling vagina to the accompaniment of his tight belly slapping noisily on my flexing buttocks.

"Oh yes!" I breathed hotly. "That's lovely Vin."

I twisted my head back to let him kiss me deeply.

Ronnie had settled into an easy rhythmical pumping motion with her beaus, their cocks sliding easily in and out of her orofices in an almost perfect, synchronised cadence as she loudly urged them to pleasure her to the utmost of their ability.

By then I could feel that Vin's building coital tension was very close to its climactic point and, as mine was upon me too, reached down between my legs to jiggle his balls and feel him ram deeply into me as I stiffened in orgasm. He held me tightly until we began to relax as our ecstatic spasms abated, then diddled my clitty with a finger until I just had to pull away from his embrace at the unbearablely intense pleasure he was causing me.

When Ronnie eventually disentangled herself from the double embrace there was another drink and smoke and a period of jocular levity during which she and Leon swapped pornographic sexual jokes or anecdotes which had us all in stitches. Later we formed a oral daisy chain, playing and tickling until we were again ready for sex. Ronnie took charge in having me adopt her earlier position astride Leon's hefty cock, lower my hips and take it completely in my stretching vagina, feeling her smearing my virginal anus with KY as I comprehended the reason for cleaning my lower bowel. It's de rigueur among serious swingers, it seems.

She got me to raise my bottom again and I felt Vince's knob pressed to my sensitive rosebud and make me jerk with the thrill of a truly new sensation. He pressed once more and I felt his knob penetrate me only minimally, but a little further then with every push at my rear portal, until his whole knob suddenly popped into my anus with my entrance tightly around the neck of his glans. I tightened my sphincter and heard him gasp, but not complain.

At Ronnie's direction I started to very slowly raise and lower my bottom and, as the blokes began to thrust carefully, rotate my hips too. In only a few minutes we were all shoving easily and in concert while I forgot about concentrating on my rhythm to savour the sensation of being filled with and surrounded by so much masculinity. It was simply heavenly; hands caressing me everywhere and mouths in places I'd never known them before, especially on my lower back which I found particularly exciting.

It was such a wonderfully voluptuous experience which became a downright debauched trio when Rick presented his stiff penis to my lips for some oral stimulation. The tightness of my rear portal caused Vince to come first and quickly withdraw his prick to make way for Rick's hard organ which was duly inserted to begin banging away with vigour.

Eventually Leon came to his orgasm and did not have very much of a squirt for me as it happened, but enough to set mine off as we clung to each other very tightly in ecstatic embrace. Poor Rick was then confronted with having to thrust into an orifice that was dilating and alternately clamping closed with each blissful convulsion of my orgasm. Then he too came, falling fully on me as he shuddered hotly.

That's how we spent the rest of the evening; a few drinks, smokes and an excellent triple penetration fuck for both Ronnie and me before the message by phone to wind matters up. Forty minutes later I was dressed in the way I had arrived as Norm and Robbie returned, having apparently experienced some dearth of sex.

After a drink Norm took me to the porch, ostensibly to show me a lily I'd admired on the first visit. We returned silently and went into the darkened dining room where we could look right through to the kitchen by the one way mirror in the servery hatch. Robbie and Ronnie were at it once again, about to couple as I felt Norm raise my skirt from behind, then lower my knickers to massage my buttocks as his enormous sex organ slid warmly under my damp crotch.

Turning my face backward over my shoulder, I kissed him as he unfastened my bra to massage my unfettered boobs. Even after so much sex I was aroused once more, needing to have his mighty member inside my love-sheath again as a matter of urgency. He leaned back as I thrust my bottom both up and back towards him, feeling his knob against my pouty labia before he slid it all inside me with a single, slow shove of his strong hips.

Ronnie's broad bottom rotated deliciously as my hubby thrust his prick in and out of her avid snatch. I tried to emulate her movements and heard Norm softly voice his appreciation while he clutched at my hips to indicate that I had it right at last.

We banged away merrily as if we'd been lovers forever, I felt absolutely no shame or hesitation over enjoying a quickie just for the sex, while his actions told me that he appreciated my body as a connoisseur of femininity.

"Oooh God!" I gasped as quietly as I could manage. "Oooh Jesus!"

With that Norm whipped his love truncheon out of my snatch and forced it into my anus just as my initial spasm of bliss gripped my hot, sweaty body, thrusting firmly against the rhythmic contractions of my sphincter muscles. I felt him slide in deeply and stop, his knees buckling momentarily when he groaned and convulsed in orgasm, then encircle my body with his hairy arms and lean on me as I sagged against the top of the dining table.

"Ooooh Christ, Deb," he breathed lovingly into my ear. "You've really got the taste for it now. You excite me and it's been a while since I last got to be so stirred up over a new girlfriend."

I put my finger across his lips and shook my head.

"There will be more for us before I go, but it's just fun remember?"

"Oh, I wasn't suggesting anything more," he grinned. "Just appreciating a good time for me and, hopefully, you too."

I kissed him happily, luxuriating in the feel of his granite body against mine in our embrace.

By the time the other two returned to the lounge we were cooled, calm and collected while Rob looked a bit flushed and slightly sheepish.

When we got back to the hotel Robbie showered first and was dead to the world, snoring quietly, when I hopped into bed. We spent the next two nights alone in our suite, making romantic love and catching up on much-needed rest.