Swing Chronicles Ch. 09: Josh and Sharon

It was Sharon!

I turned around and we embraced. I kissed Sharon so hard and so deeply that I was surprised that she didn't topple over.

"I was going to ask if you minded if I joined you, but it looks like you already answered," she said.

I nodded. "Last night," I said. "New stuff. Still trying to get my head together. Don't remember everything quite yet."

"Josh told me; too bad I missed the show. Did you enjoy yourself?"

I nodded again.

"By the way, you look hot," she said. "Love the waxing and you are ripped like crazy," she told me as she ran her soapy hands down my front side.

Sharon had great hands. Her movements were soft yet purposeful. Soon I was hard again and I moved towards her, my cock nestling itself between her legs. I could feel that she was hot and wet already and I'd forgotten how great her clit ring felt when I glanced it with my cock head.

"Mmm," she purred. "But not right now, lover! Josh is getting breakfast ready downstairs. We want you to join us, and maybe later we can all have some dessert... because heaven knows nobody is leaving here anytime soon."

"Jeez, was it that bad outside last night?" I asked.

"Wait and see," she said. "Check it out when you come downstairs."

Sharon gave me one last passionate kiss then exited the shower. I was still hard, but decided against jerking off. I was getting dizzy again and didn't want to pass out.

I shut off the shower, got out, and toweled off. I dressed and went downstairs.

Josh had laid out quite a spread: eggs, bacon, hash browns, toast, veggies, and mimosas. By the time we were done eating, chatting, and having a good time generally, I felt a lot better.

Then they informed me that the road was closed and blocked off due to storm damage. It might not even be resolved until Monday or Tuesday, from what they were told, since they needed to bring in a team of engineers to shore it up. Apparently other surface roads were so blocked with snow and abandoned vehicles that road repair wasn't bound to happen until an engineering team could even get through for an assessment.

On the other hand, I didn't mind staying another few days in present company, and with all of the travel I'd been doing recently, having some downtime was more than welcome.

Josh asked me if I looked outside, so I covered my eyes and said, "IT BURNS!" Everyone laughed. I excused myself from the table briefly, and looked outside. No question at least 2' of snow had fallen and there were drifts up the side of their house, almost to the roof.

"So, what now?" I asked.

"If you could help me clear snow, Lucky, that would be great," Josh said. "Then I think at least a few of us here could use a nap."

I laughed.

Josh and I spent the next couple of hours, alternating the process of snow blowing, shoveling, and sweeping off my SUV. While I still felt somewhat awful before I'd started with snow removal and it was weird that my sweat burned and smelled something like booze, by the time we were done, I felt a heck of a lot better. I wiped sweat from my brow on my shirt sleeve, then changed into a fresh T-shirt and sweater.

Josh offered me another mimosa and I accepted. When I was done, he offered me another, but I declined. I decided to crash on the couch and he and Sharon went upstairs. It was 3pm at this point. Not much daylight left, but at least we had removed as much snow as we could. Now it was up to someone to fix the road, whenever that would be.

Dinner In

I awoke with a start. The room was completely dark, the house felt a little bit chilly, and I heard soft voices in the background. I tried to get my bearings, so I made my way off the couch towards the voices.

Josh and Sharon were sitting at the kitchen table drinking some red wine.

"Lucky!" Josh called out, and gave me one of his famous half-hug/half-shakes. "Want me to pour you a glass?"

I nodded "OK", and I sat down with them.

"So, we were thinking fancy dinner in tonight," she said. "Are you game?"

I gave them the thumbs-up sign.

"What do you say that we all get cleaned up, then meet downstairs in an hour?" she asked.

"What time is it now, anyways?" I asked.

"10:30pm," he said.

"Wow, sorry, you should have woken me earlier," I said.

"No worries," he said. "We just came down a half hour earlier ourselves."

Sharon excused herself from the table and went upstairs. Josh followed shortly behind. I finished my wine then headed up to brush my teeth again and to get another shower.

The best dressed I could be for this evening was in one of my business shirts and tailored pants along with some black dress shoes. I had chosen one of my nicer business shirts and both it and my pants fit my body nicely. I had decided against underwear on this night.

I met Josh downstairs and he was dressed in approximately the same way except that he was wearing fancier shoes. After another of his famous greetings, he got back to cooking. Looks like another fantastic meal of meat, potatoes, and veggies. He implored me to go downstairs to their built-in wine fridge to pick out whatever I'd liked. In fact, he told me to get 2-3 bottles so we'd all have that variety that we'd wanted.

Just when I was coming upstairs to the kitchen, Sharon appeared. She was wearing a tight white silken dress with a pair of 6" black stilettos with ankle straps. The dress itself was incredibly form fitting, showing a lot of cleavage through a keyhole, and was so tight that I could make out her nipples and the fact that she probably wasn't wearing anything underneath. She was wearing a ton of makeup, something I usually don't prefer, and a pair of gigantic gold hoop earrings. I almost dropped the wine bottles when I saw her.

I set them on the counter and as I did so, she hugged Josh from behind and very clearly reached around and grabbed his package through his pants. He turned his head and kissed her on the mouth. I could very clearly make out their tongues as they interlocked. When they were done, Sharon came over to me and we embraced and shared yet another passionate kiss.

Sharon asked me to pour her a glass of wine and I obliged. Josh pointed to the bottle and I did the same for him. I poured myself a glass as well, and we all had a toast.

"To wintery adventures!" Sharon called out, and we clinked glasses.

"Amen to that," he said. "And thanks for your help shoveling, Lucky!"

As Josh was finishing dinner, I asked Sharon if I could help and she pointed me in the direction of the place settings and asked me to set everything up in the dining room. Dinner was awesome - man, was Josh an incredible cook - and we had fun and flirtatious conversation, just like we'd had that night at the restaurant and at the club. Towards the end of dinner, there was an awkward pause and Sharon brought up their videos.

I looked at Josh with a concerned face, I am sure, and he shrugged at me.

"Did you like what you saw, Lucky?" Sharon asked.

"I did," I said, "a LOT."

"That Jenna is something else," Sharon explained. "Ordinarily I don't prefer to be with another lady, but she really opened my eyes."

"She doesn't," Josh said. "It's true."

"Can I ask what you prefer then?" I asked, "although I may have a trail of breadcrumbs to help me guess."

"Two men. They're together, and they're both with me," she said. "You were right if that was your guess."

I nodded. "Just making sure I was keeping up with the Joneses."

They laughed. "You've been keeping up just fine, Lucky!"

"There IS another movie I would like you to see," she said. "That is, if you are still game."

"Sure," I said. "Any movie with Jenna and/or Jay is fine by me."

"Oh, it's not a movie with either of them," she said. "It's one of a kind for us."

"I am game, sure, why not?" I asked.

"Why don't you boys clean up the dining room while I get the movie going?" she asked.

Josh and I hurriedly cleaned up the dishes and table. We were like a couple of machines. From my vantage point in the kitchen I could see Jenna from behind. She was sitting on the couch and I could see one of her high-heeled foot kicking as she bounced her crossed leg. This was the fastest I had ever cleaned up after a meal. I had no idea what kind of movie we were going to see, but given Sharon's suggestion that we should see it, I was expecting something spectacular.

When we were done cleaning the kitchen, we washed our hands and headed towards the den. Josh dimmed the lights and started the fireplace. We sat on opposite sides of Sharon on the couch, and she started the movie.

On the screen, a younger version of Sharon appeared, maybe when she was 19 or 20 years old. She was dressed like a college student, nothing spectacular, sitting on the end of a bed in what appeared to be a hotel room. The camera work wasn't so hot, but obviously the "director" of this movie was Josh. You could hear him giving direction in the background.

The camera zoomed in on the background. 4 black men stood there, completely naked, and they were stroking their cocks. When Josh could be heard saying "action", a few of the guys approached Sharon and stripped her naked. The next scenes of the movie involved the men ravaging her body, and penetrating each of her holes and her mouth with their mouths, their tongues, and their cocks. After a couple of the guys came, the fourth guy sucked them all back to being hard again. This is where the evening took an unexpected turn.

As the video continued, Sharon's hands started to probe. I don't recall who she'd touched first, but the next thing I knew, she had my cock out and had done the same with Josh. She was stroking the both of us, one in each hand. I looked at Josh and we made eye contact, but then I turned back to watching the video. As we watched, Sharon whispered, "Oh my god, this is so hot. So perfect!"

I put my hand on Sharon's thigh and Josh did the same on her other thigh. As the movie progressed, Sharon's screams getting louder in the background, the more hands and fingers probed, the more that Sharon was bucking her hips on the couch in between us. Hands touching hands, fingers touching fingers, us reaching across to someone else and exploring their mouths with our tongues.

At some point, apparently the video had ended. Sharon, in one final thrust, came, soaking the couch and the carpet below it. She fell back on the couch, her gorgeous tits rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. I was still hard as a rock and I could tell Josh was as well. In the shadow of the fire, I could tell that my cock head was slick with pre-cum again. We all sat in silence.

"That was some show, huh?" Josh asked, breaking the silence.

"Sure was," I said. "I had no idea. Very hot and thanks for sharing it."

"Anytime," she said. "We were so young back then. Memories."

Josh raised his glass. "To memories."

We clinked glasses again.

"Speaking of memories, there's always time for new ones," Sharon said.

"New ones?" I asked.

"As you probably have guessed, I like a good show," she said. "And I missed what I'd heard was a good one last night..."

Josh and I looked at each other and then at Sharon.

"If you guys are into it, I am into seeing you again," she said. "Put on a show for me."

Like on the previous night, Josh and I got off the couch. Then we faced Sharon, faced each other, and started kissing.

"Mmm, that's nice, boys," she said. "Keep it up."

Before long, we were standing there naked, our cocks in one another's hands. I pushed Josh down and guided his head to my cock. Sharon started fingering herself on the couch, her legs spread over each corner of the coffee table. I could clearly make out her clit ring from where I was standing.

"Suck him, Josh, suck his beautiful penis," she said from the couch, while fingering herself. "What could be better than this?"

I turned to her and said, "You being naked and showing us that hot body of yours."

Sharon stepped away from the couch and struggled to drop her tight dress. As suspected, she was wearing nothing underneath. She pulled off her shoes as well, and hooked her feet back on the corners of the coffee table, except now she wasn't pleasuring herself with her fingers, but what appeared to be a small plastic or rubber speculum of maybe an inch or two in length.

Like last night I guided Josh into a 69 where we'd laid side by side, but this time I was on top, sucking his dick, while watching Sharon stick the toy into her pussy, and tugging and tweaking her own nipples. He was eating my cock ferociously from down below.

"My god, so hot," I said before going back to jerk and suck Josh's lava-hot cock.

After a little bit, Josh and I had both picked up the pace and you could hear sucking sounds at it echoed off their vaulted ceiling. Sharon got off the couch and strutted towards me. She fingered herself with the toy again, then took it out of her pussy and put it near my mouth. I stopped sucking Josh, and Sharon rubbed the toy around my lips. I could smell her muskiness under my nose, and I stuck out my tongue so that I could taste the toy. It was smooth, rubber, soft, and completely slicked with her juices. These signs were a reminder of how much I enjoyed eating Sharon out.

"Know what this is, Lucky?" Sharon asked.

I shook my head.

"Tell him what it is, Josh," she implored him.

Through gurgling on my penis I heard "uh glug glug."

"That's right, boys. It's a butt plug," she said. "You like the butt plug, don't you, Josh?"

"Uh glug," he said mutedly.

"Do you think Lucky would like to try it?" she asked.

With that, Josh pulled my penis out of his mouth while Sharon bent down and forced me to eat her pussy. "I think he might," he said. "What do you say, Lucky?"

Josh's fingers snaked to my asshole and began to circle around it. "Just maybe he will. Seems like he might be game," Josh said. "Lucky?"

I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and said, "Sharon, try it, but go easy." Sharon pulled her crotch away from my mouth and stood up. Josh started sucking my cock again and I could feel Sharon creep up behind me. I felt something cool and wet around my anus, followed by a set of fingers that were a lot gentler than Josh's. Sharon was circling my asshole with her index finger, and it felt like she was smearing in some lube. With each round she tried to enter me slightly, but I was very tense and nervous. I was extremely turned on, don't get me wrong, but this was completely new territory.

She stopped for a moment and then rubbed her tits from my ass cheeks and up my back until her mouth was near my left ear. "Lover, the only way I can turn you on is if you relax," she whispered in my ear. "I know you will love this. Just relax."

I nodded and she slid down my back and started circling my asshole again. Josh somehow found a way to crawl out from under me and was now standing in front of me. He offered me his cock and I took it in my mouth again while I knelt on all fours. Gently, Sharon eased the plug into my asshole, periodically reaching around to tease my nipples or to whisper in my ear to ask me how much I loved it.

At some point the pushing stopped, and I let Josh's cock pop out of my mouth. "Fuck," I said. "Is that it?"

"It is, lover," I could hear Sharon saying from behind me. "Do you love it?"

"Uhh, I'm not sure," I said. "Uhhh..."

"Don't tense up," she said. "Relax, you'll enjoy it more. Here, relax."

She started to massage my balls and ass cheeks and Josh went behind me to help.

"That's it, lover," she cooed. "Mmm, so hot. Don't you think, Josh?"

I then felt a sensation of someone gently massaging the butt plug inside of my asshole. I felt a circular motion, the toy inside of me, and the feeling was amazing. At some point the hands left my body entirely, save for the finger that was massaging the butt plug. I was harder than I had ever been, pre-cum was dripping out of my penis on to the carpet, and in a few minutes I couldn't take it anymore and let out a huge rope of cum. Some of it landed on the carpet. Some of it splashed me on the arm. Some splashed back on my leg. When my orgasm had subsided, I fell forwards, and laid on my belly. I was breathing heavily, my semi-hard penis positioned awkwardly beneath me.

"So hot," Josh said. "Good man, Lucky. Good job."

(That was an odd way to come down from an orgasm, no lie.)

"Guys," I said, after I had recovered. "If you don't mind, could you help me out with that thing?"

Revelations and Something New

Sharon laughed, and told me to relax again. I was not really enthusiastic about her removing the butt plug, in particular because I was not turned on anymore. In fact, I decided to take a few minutes and to regroup in the bathroom when she was done. I barely made it there since my legs were so rubbery. I closed the door behind me and sat on the toilet with my head in my hands.

"Fuck," I muttered to myself. "What did I just do? FUCK." I pounded my fists on my quads. It's not that I felt bad or that I was in pain. It's that I had pushed myself to my absolute limits and was having troubles getting myself together. Images ran through my head - my wedding, my ex-wife, our divorce, the swingers magazine, Barb and Don, the conference, and basically everything that lead up to where we were at that very moment.

Thing is, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that everything I did was to play a part in a game but in doing so, I felt empowered and confident. I could seduce and be seduced. I could help other people with their fantasies and I could enjoy my own. I could have a good time but not worry about it. But ultimately, I finally had a clear picture of what I liked and did not like. Decidedly, our most recently play was not for me going forward, but I was completely content otherwise. After all these years I had peace.

I also realized that I liked being with other men sometimes, but with limits. I realized that I could seduce a woman by pushing it, but also by keeping things light, by being fun and a flirt, and by playing along. I realized that I really enjoyed being with a couple most of all. I also realized that I wasn't bi, but heteroflexible, given the circumstances. I stood up, resting my hands on the vanity, and looking at myself in the mirror. Even if this was the last hurrah with Josh and Sharon, I decided to leave the bathroom and to enjoy every last minute of it.

When I opened the bathroom door, I could hear Sharon screaming from the den. I walked slowly into the room and sat down on the couch. I had quite a view and quite a surprise. Josh, I had always believed, was submissive at his core, not that there was anything wrong with it, but I always viewed Sharon as the tough one. Seeing Sharon as I did now, her legs pushed way over her head and Josh fucking her with a fury, gave me pause. I was enjoying their show this time.

I felt my loins stirring again, and took one hand and stroked myself as the other ran itself through her pretty hair. After watching Josh lay it to Sharon for a little bit longer, I stood up from the couch and walked behind Josh. I could see his penis impaling Sharon's sweet pussy and that at some point, Sharon had stuck a butt plug into his sweet ass. I decided to return the favor and as I stroked myself with one hand, I made the same circular motion on Josh's butt plug as he and/or Sharon had done with mine. Josh started getting vocal and fucked Sharon harder. His accelerated pace made it more difficult to continue my playing with his butt plug.

"Lucky!" Sharon called out from below. "Awww, ffffffff, join us!" I patted Josh on the ass and we all reconvened on the carpet. Josh fucked Sharon missionary style while I straddled her face as she sucked my cock. Josh and I periodically fondled each other and kissed. Josh blew his load first and pulled out, and I decided to taste another man's cum for the first time as Sharon and I 69'ed. It was actually quite pleasant, but not necessarily something I would do that often. Josh stood beside us and watched, wiping sweat from his forehead with his arm. Sharon came and this pushed out most of his cum. I moved my head away and continued to fuck her face, but stopped when I realized that things were calming down. I pulled out of her mouth and stood up.