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Tales From The Couch #4 - The Swingers [mf m/f swa
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
This story is the fourth in the TALES FROM THE COUCH series. The series is
a diary of torrid tales revealed in confidence to a leading sex psychologist.
(The names have been changed, of course!)
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I am 22 and married to a young engineer who is 24. I'm Jane and he
is Jock and he was the first man I ever fucked and the only one until a
few months ago. We were high school sweethearts and went steady
through his college courses. We lived together four years and married
the day after he graduated. We live in a trailer house, a comfortable
doublewide, at a big hydroelectric power plant in a remote site on the
Columbia River. He is the night engineer in the main control room.
Our closest neighbors are Lee-Ann and Greg, who live along side of us
in a trailer house like ours, supplied by the company. She is 20 and he
is 23, and he is the night foreman for the generators and the two guys
work together from 4 P.M. to midnight, and also are on standby for
trouble-shooting at other times. The only other person living near us
is an old watchman, and his trailer is a half mile away. Everybody
else lives in town, which is 30 miles away and closes up like a black
hole at 1 A.M.
Lee-Ann and I both got jobs at the town hospital, and we work nights,
too. She types insurance reports and I am in medical records. We
drive in to work together and come home together. Naturally the four
of us play from about 12:30 every morning till it's time for all hands to
get a little sleep. At that hour there is nothing else to do.
Early on, we started to have our dinners together about 2 A.M., first in
one trailer and then the other. By 3A.M. we might have another
drink, and we gals would be getting bedroom ideas, like the men.
We'd all get to fooling around with our own mates, getting the guys'
cocks out and feeling and sucking them, and they'd be in our bras and
have our panties down, feeling our cunts.
For a while we would turn the lights off or the host couple would go in
the bedroom before we'd start fucking, to be a little more private. But
after a few weeks this seemed pointless, since we all had seen
everybody else naked, so we stopped pretending to be modest. We'd
fuck on opposite ends of the sofa, or alongside each other on the floor,
or finally, all four of us in the same bed. We'd all be naked a lot even
when not fucking.
This went on for at least six months, believe it or not, without anyone
actually fucking anyone but our legal partners. However, we kept
nothing private. We swam bare-ass and sunbathed raw on a little
island with trees. We had a million laughs, kidding about each other's
favorite fucking position. We'd lie on our king-sized beds, play feelles
with anyone we could reach, having fucking races to see who would
make it first. But each couple was really in love and getting so much
great fucking the idea of sharing never came up. Jock and I never
talked about it when we were alone, and neither did Greg and Lee-
Ann, and the fellows didn't kid about it and Lee-Ann and I were really
close, and talked about everything raunchy, and how we might get
more fucking from our guys, but swapping partners never came up.
Then at Christmas I bought Jock a Polaroid and we took a bunch of
pictures. And a funny thing happened. Jock and Greg are very
different in appearance, in height and build. Jock has a really long
slender cock with a big knobby circumcised head, and Greg's is shorter
and a lot thicker and isn't circumcised and has a lot of foreskin. I'm
taller than Lee-Ann, have brown eyes and medium blonde hair and
pointed, but heavy, low-slung tits with uptilted pink nipples so that
when I face east they point southeast and northeast. She has blue eyes
and light brown hair, and high-riding, perfectly round boobies, big and
solid and bouncy with huge brown nipples. We're both pretty foxy, if I
do say so. Both guys think so, too.
So we took pictures of each other's faces, and full length poses, and
close-ups of both fellows' cocks, both relaxed and then really rigid,
thanks to wifely mouthjobs. We took each girl's tits and finally our
pussies, stopping in between to enjoy some Christmas booze a few
times. The guys shot our cunts from the front with our legs together,
then spread apart with our cunt lips half unfolded thanks to husbandry
attention to get us half turned on. They also shot us from the rear,
showing our little fuzzy snatches and dimpled slits the way they look
to guys when we do it like doggies.
We looked at the prints and giggled about them and by then it was
fuck time and we all moved to the bed and went happily at it. After
we all had got our rocks off thoroughly, Jock said he wanted to take
pictures of Greg and Lee-Ann fucking, which we thought was a great
idea, so Greg got stiff just from the idea and they got recorded in mid-
fuck several times. Then Greg shot Jock and me from all possible
angles, while we were fucking, and we came together, too. We
decided we girls would model our new lingerie to keep their pricks
stiff, if we could. I had a sheer scarlet lace teddy and ribbon garter
belt, and she had a black bikini and a wicked black net bra that made
her nipples look enormous poking over the tops of the cups. We put
on thigh-high hose and spike sandals too.
The fellows used up all the film snapping us in naughties, and we even
traded outfits, though they didn't fit too well. Another fuck didn't
seem likely then so we stripped naked and we all went out to the
kitchen for coffee and brandies. We gather up all the pictures we had
taken to look at them again, especially the fucking scenes. We all
were still horny and nice and drunk and feeling very intimate and cozy
and loving to each other.
Greg told the old story about not being able to tell girls apart if they
were upside down and said he never believed it till now. Jock said that
must be something wrong with the camera, and then knelt down to
look real close at first my cunt and then Lee-Ann's while we gave him
a spread view. Then he said. "By God, it's not the camera, they are
exactly the same. They even smell alike." Of course Greg had to look
close and poke his nose against our slits to smell us, agreeing we were
the same. "I wonder how they taste," he said and began finding out,
running his tongue up each of our juicing-up slits in turn.
Then we girls got the same wicked idea at once, and burst out inviting
the guys to fuck us both, switching partners, and then report if there
was any different feeling that our cunts might offer their cocks. We all
four raced back to the bed, I began sucking Greg's cock and Lee was
swallowing Jock to get him stiff, and then, for the first time, we began
fucking the other partner. My God, it was marvelous and exciting and
we kept going on and on. Both gals began coming at intervals and
were squealing with really wild ecstasy when the guys finally unloaded
with huge eruptions.
We all just lay panting for a while, really pooped out but gorgeously
fulfilled, so I asked Jock if Lee-Ann was different and could he tell her
from me. He grinned, really pleased, and said, "You just better believe
it. She may look and smell and taste the same but she is one fantastic
fuck and completely different from your style of fantastic." Greg
chimed in, "Right on, Jock, I could fuck Jane in total darkness and
never mistake her for Lee. I always thought she would be great and
she sure as hell is as perfect as Lee. We're lucky to have two great
cunts, Jock my boy."
Lee-Ann and I felt just the same. We grinned at each other
contentedly and both of us said we could tell the guys' cocks apart
easily. And I added the clincher, "Not only can I tell Greg's cock, I
love having it and want to keep on fucking him a lot along with you,
of course, darling;' I added, kissing Jock lewdly. Lee-Ann said she
wanted to keep fucking Jock and Greg both.
So, after a while, we all got up and fixed some breakfast, our heads
full of the new situation that had arisen. We laughed and kidded a lot,
but were wondering what would happen.
Finally, I spoke up as we were clearing the dishes away. "I'm glad this
happened to us. It was perfectly lovely for me. And I want it to
continue and I hope you all feel the same. After all, I was the only
'virgin' around here up to now, and I need the experience:' It turned
out the others all had the same dirty minds, so I got no objections. I
took Greg by the hand and started for the door. "Jock, you sleep with
Lee-Ann today, Greg and I have some fucking to get used to: We
dashed out, still naked, and across to our trailer, shivering from the
cold. Once inside, I turned and backed against the door and kissed
Greg as dirty as I could and mashed my tits against him and reached
down and began pumping on his flaccid sausage.
He picked me up and carried me to Jock's and my bed and I sucked
him stiff and we fucked like crazy again before we fell asleep with his
prick still inside my cunt. Next afternoon we fucked again, long and
hard and beautifully when we awoke. We showered and played with
each other and kissed a lot, then got into robes and went over to Lee-
Ann's and Greg's. She and Jock were still in bed, as fucked out and
happy as we were. Greg and I crawled in beside them, Jock and I in
the middle. I began to play with his cock, to see if I could turn him on
again. Lee-Ann watched me a minute, got out and walked around the
foot of the bed to be beside Greg. It seems incredible, but we all got
horny and excited again and began fucking our own partners in a
fantastic reunion.
That was four months ago and we've been repeating ever since. Now
we fuck either mate any time we feel like it, whether the legal spouse
is around or not. At least two nights a week we sleep in separate
houses with the "wrong" mate, and a couple of nights in our own home
with the "right" mate. And we still share the same big bed a lot, and
mix and match our fucking and sucking. We couldn't be more
satisfied, and we recommend this arrangement among good friends.
We think there is nothing the matter with a great sex life with one
partner that starting another one with someone new won't more than
double the pleasure. We probably would have gone bonkers in this
isolated existence if we had not begun this time-share fucking plan.
And we all felt "married" to both mates.
And the funny thing is, we still can't tell our cunts apart in the
Polaroids, but the fellows can when they are pounding their nice
husband-trained cocks into us. And we sure as hell can tell their big
marvelous cocks apart, and agree we love them both and by this time
need them both. In my own case, especially, I am sure it has been a
rewarding experience. It makes me realize how much I missed by not
fucking more fellows. I could kick myself for being a virgin so long
and also for not having fucked another man or two during the time
Jock and I were going together. I know now that two cocks are better
than one. I hope I never lose them both. Fucking two fellows when
you are single goes on all the time, but since I missed that I am
making up for it with two "husbands:'
The final thing is that this arrangement has increased the amount of
fucking we can do. Before Christmas Jock and I were fucking about
16 or 18 times a week, probably, and now he and I are fucking
probably 10 or 12 times, but so are Greg and I, so we all are fucking
about 50 percent more than when we were separated. And the quality
seems to be better, too, and each time we fuck now we make it last
longer and I come and come and come, and so does Lee-Ann. Then
when we first fuck the other fellow, after a time or two with someone
else, it always seems a doubly marvelous reunion to us all. I still think
Jock is the best fuck a girl could possibly have, but he is even better
after Greg and I have been fucking.
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