Woman on a Swing

"Oh yes, Gemma. That feels amazing. Please -- pull on the plug a little. Just -- just tease my arse with it."

Gemma had wondered what the rather odd jewel between Tori's bum-cheeks was for. Tentatively she pulled it and Tori moaned. "Yes! Pull it out a bit, then let it slide back in. YES! Oh yes, just like that!"

So Gemma combined licks around Tori's pussy lips and occasional fleeting sucks on that surprisingly-large clitoris with teasing tugs on the plug. She noted that, after quite a narrow shaft, the metal plug had a bulbous part that pulled on and slightly opened Tori's tight little ring. Every time Gemma pulled on it, Tori let out a moan of pleasure.

And then Gemma tried something else. She slipped the middle finger of her free hand into Tori's vagina and rubbed the front wall, just as Karl had done for her, whilst ramping up the pressure on Tori's clit. Whilst it was quite hard to co-ordinate the action, she was very pleased when, barely a minute later, she felt -- and heard - Tori reach quite a strong orgasm.

After exchanging some rather passionate kisses with Tori, Gemma returned to her sofa, took the offered glass of Prosecco and snuggled in under Karl's strong arm.

Tori smiled back as Martin settled in alongside her.

"So Gemma -- any issues or regrets so far?"

Gemma grinned. "The only regret is that we didn't do this sooner. I've had so much fun."

"So far. What would you like to do next?"

"Next?" Gemma replied, almost incredulously.

"Sure. I'm certainly up for some more. How about you?"

"Can I -- can I just take a rest for a few minutes? I don't think my nerve endings can take any more for a while."

"Of course. As long as you don't mind me making use of your husband. Assuming, of course, that he's ready to go again?"

"I'll try," Martin said with a wide grin.

"Good. I fancy being spit-roasted and then DPed. That's always the highlight of any swinging session for me," Tori said, pulling her rolled-up dress over her head. "Martin, lie down on the floor please. I need to use you disgracefully, if I may."

Once Martin had complied, Tori moved into a sixty-nine, placing her fleshy pussy over Martin's face and starting to suck him back to full hardness. Gemma looked on with fascination, watching the expression on her husband's face as Tori took him deeper than Gemma had ever done.

Then Karl said, "Gemma, baby, could you do the honours for me. I don't need you to make me cum, but I need to be nice and hard to give Tori what she wants."

So Gemma once again slid onto her knees between Karl's long legs and started sucking his increasingly attractive cock. It wasn't long before he was long -- nice and hard and ready for duty. And at that point, he gently lifted Gemma's head up. "Thanks, baby. That was great, but if you do any more for me, I won't be much use to Tori."

Gemma would never have imagined that she would have actually wanted to suck a guy's cock, but oddly, when Karl withdrew his from her mouth, she felt a little disappointed. It seemed that she was becoming more of a sexual being than she had ever been before.

Tori had stopped sucking Martin's cock, and then changed position, twisting around and lowering herself onto him. She threw her head back and let out a really loud moan as she sank lower, then rose up to impale herself again.

And then she stopped moaning, because her mouth was full. Karl had moved in front of his wife, straddling Martin's head and inserting his cock into her mouth. And she sucked him quite deep, while enthusiastically driving her pussy up and down on Martin's cock.

Gemma watched with rising excitement as Tori was clearly enjoying accommodating two cocks simultaneously. As Martin moved his hand between Tori's legs, and heard her moan, despite the cock in her mouth. The whole spectacle looked unbelievably erotic -- a very sexy young woman with two hard cocks thrusting into her body, wielded by two attractive men. She realised with a glow of sexual satisfaction that she'd enjoyed sex with all three of them, though only two had so far made her come. She decided, as she watched Tori's red-lipsticked mouth being fucked -- and fucked deeply -- by her husband's long cock, that she needed to remedy that omission soon, and feel that hot, wet mouth on her hot wet pussy. Almost involuntarily she started to stroke her own clit.

Tori must have seen her, because she pushed Karl's hips away from her, until his cock, smeared with lipstick and slick with saliva, dropped out of her mouth.

"Gemma, baby. Come here so I can play with your titties. Sit on Martin's face. And Karl, baby, please be so kind as to fuck my arse, there's an angel." She smiled, naughtily -- probably at the slightly-shocked expression on Gemma's face.

Gemma watched in fascination as Karl moved behind Tori and tugged on the plug between Tori's buttocks. Tori's expression changed to one of wide-eyed pleasure -- or possibly pain. Gemma couldn't tell. The tingling in her pussy was becoming a compelling itch that needed to be scratched urgently by some intense finger or tongue play, but she couldn't take her eyes off Karl. He'd now extracted the plug and was busy applying lube to his rigid cock.

And then he was squatting behind his wife, and Gemma couldn't help but move around to get a better view of what was about to happen. She'd heard of anal sex, but never witnessed it. And the thought of seeing a woman being penetrated by two cocks at the same time in this way both surprised and excited her.

"Where's my cock going, baby?" Karl said as he pulled Tori's thick, dark hair, tilting her head backwards.

"AH! Up my -- up my arse," she replied.

"Sure is. And what does that make you?"

"OH! I'm a slut. An anal slut. Sir."

Gemma had never been in an environment so blatantly and filthily sexual. She was about to watch a man -- a man whose cock she'd had, and enjoyed, in her mouth and in her cunt -- sodomise his wife, while her own husband's cock was still inside the same woman's cunt. It was like watching some extreme porn; except it was happening for real, in her own living room!

And then Tori moaned loudly. "AAAAAAH! Oh fuck! Oh fuckfuckfuck! Oh my God. Your cock. It's going -- AH! It's going up -- up my arse! Oh shit! It's -- oh God, it feels so big!"

Gemma watched, fascinated, as Karl slowly pushed deeper, listened to a stream of moans and obscenities come out of Tori's mouth, and saw the surprised expression on Martin's face, as he must have been able to feel Karl's cock press deep into Tori's anus. As Tori writhed around on two cocks, Gemma couldn't help but wonder how it must feel. Anal sex had never appealed to her, but watching Tori apparently becoming deliriously excited with two cocks inside her did make her surprisingly curious.

"Gemma, baby, come on. Sit on Martin's face." Karl was smiling at her, despite the apparent effort of sliding his cock into Tori's tight hole -- and holding his wife down while she rolled her hips.

"Yeah baby, do it now," Martin encouraged.

Gemma found it hard to pull herself away from the sight of Karl's cock sliding steadily in and out of Tori's tight ring, while her wide-stretched pussy has holding Martin's cock in its wet, warm embrace. But she was now so excited by what she was witnessing that she needed release, and soon. So she carefully straddled her husband's face and slowly lowered herself into a squatting position.

Martin's hands came up to steady her hips and lower her onto his mouth, his wet tongue making contact with her equally-wet and wide open pussy like liquid electricity. And she was looking straight into Tori's pretty, passion-filled face, now wet with perspiration and streaked with running mascara and smeared makeup.

They kissed. Actually, this time it was Gemma who instigated it. Tori's hands moved to Gemma's breasts, and she could feel the passion and excitement from every angle; the intensity of the kiss, the frisson of having her breasts caressed by a woman; the insistent and thrilling stimulation of her pussy by Martin's tongue.

She wasn't sure who came first. Certainly, when she felt Martin sliding a finger, moistened in her own juices, into her bum-hole, as he lapped insistently on her clitoris, she tipped over into yet another climax. She felt and heard Tori's own orgasmic moans, their mouths locked together, before Tori broke the kiss and started to writhe around on the two cocks that were penetrating her. She felt, as well as heard, Martin moaning into her pussy as he also reached his peak. And then a few moments later, Karl threw his head back and made a loud roaring noise as he began coming inside Tori's arse.

Ten minutes later, they were sitting on the two sofas again. Tori had some tissues pressed between the cheeks of her bottom to catch the semen leaking from her. Despite her smeared lipstick and the streaks of black under her eyes where her mascara had run, Gemma still thought that her young friend looked really sexy as she lay back against Martin's body. Gemma herself was snuggled back against Karl's muscular chest, and all four of them were sipping Prosecco.

"So, Gemma, what did you think of your first swinging experience?" Tori asked, as she idly played with Martin's cock.

"Honestly, I never would've thought I'd go through with something like that, but it was amazing. Truly amazing. You two are -- well, incredibly sexy, and I've enjoyed it so much."

"And you Martin. Did you enjoy it?"

Martin bent forward and kissed Tori. "Like, Gemma said, it was amazing. You're very sexy Tori. But if you don't stop playing with my cock, I'm going to want to fuck someone again soon."

"Why don't you fuck Gemma while we watch? Actually, I could enjoy some more pussy-munching at the same time. What do you say, Gemma?"

Around fifteen minutes later, Gemma enjoyed her fifth orgasm of the evening as Tori licked her clit and Martin pounded into her from behind. At the same time she was stroking Karl's cock and licking Tori's pussy. And about then, she decided that they would definitely, definitely do this again.