When my alarm went off the next morning I was surprised to find Carly still in bed, snoring lightly. Generally, she was up before me getting breakfast ready. I eased out of bed and went in to get my shower and get ready for work. When I came out of the master bathroom, Carly was just starting to stir.
“My head hurts,” she moaned while holding her head. “Why did you let me drink so much?”
I did not say anything but got her a glass of water and aspirin and gave them to her. “Just rest, I will start the coffee,”
By the time I had the coffee poured and the bowls and cereal on the table Carly came into the kitchen. She sat down at the table and took a sip of coffee, giving me a smile.
“Thank you,” Carly told me as she poured herself a bowl of cereal and added the milk.
I joined her at the table, fixing my breakfast, waiting for the realization of what had happened last night to hit her but she did not say anything. After breakfast, I gave her a kiss and headed to work. For the next two nights, nothing was said about Sunday evening so I figured she did not remember what had happened. I was glad I had not let things go any farther because if we swapped wives, I wanted her to remember it and agree to it.
On Wednesday morning as I sat down for breakfast, Carly put my plate in front of me and said, “I had lunch with Glenda yesterday and she mentioned a party Saturday. She also told me I went skinny dipping last Sunday and I let Kota kiss me and feel me up. She also said you went skinny dipping and felt her up.”
I had my fork almost to my mouth when she said that and I just stopped and stared at her, waiting to see what else she had to say. She brought her food over to the table and sat down to eat. Once I was finished I took my plate over to the counter and then came back to kiss her before I left.
“I want to go to that party Saturday,” she stated matter-of-factly.
I turned on my heel and asked, “Did Glenda happen to mention just what type of party it was?”
“Yes, wife swapping party,” Carly said as if that was no big deal. “Greg, I had a long talk with Glenda and I realize now that in all the years we have been married, I have not been fair to you or me. Mom was wrong about sex; it is not something to tolerate but something to enjoy. That is what Glenda told me. So are you in or out?”
“Ah…ah…yes, of course but if you change your mind, let me know,” as I came back to kiss her again.
For the rest of the week, the party was not mentioned so I was not sure if we were still going or not. Kota and I had our weekly golf game and when we parted he said that he would see us later. Around four o’clock we left and headed to their house. I expected the entire way there that Carly would change her mind. When we arrived, Glenda came up and kissed me and Kota did the same to Carly. After a pleasant dinner, Kota stood up and held his hand out to Carly. She looked at me and then took it, letting him lead her to a bedroom. Glenda crooked her finger and I followed her.
Kota and Carly
When they walked into the bedroom Kota asked, “Are you sure Carly?”
She nodded her head and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her as he rubbed her back. After a few minutes of kissing, he stepped back and reached down to pull her tee-shirt over her head.
Crossing her hands in front of her, she muttered, “Lights,”
“I want to see you Carly. You have such a sexy body,” Kota said, reaching out to unfasten her bra, slipping it from her body as he reached out to hold her breasts in his hands, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples as he leaned in to kiss her.
Very slowly he guided her backwards until her legs hit the bed. Reaching out, he unzipped her jeans and slipped them down along with her underwear. As she sat down, Kota pulled off her shoes along with her jeans and underwear. Very quickly he undressed and joined her in bed. To her surprise, he spread her legs and ran his tongue up her slit. Carly tried to close her legs but he would not let her. He continued to lick and suck on her lips, slowly slipping two fingers inside of her, curving them he could reach her G-spot. Carly gave off a squeal as the unusual feeling.
As he continued administering to her pussy, she started to feel feelings that she had not felt before. Carly could feel herself getting wet down there, her body heating up. She began to pant as her body started to tremble and twitch, the feelings getting stronger and stronger until her body felt on fire. Soon she was wiggling all over the bed as she had her first real orgasm. As she came slowly down, Kota moved up beside her, latching onto her nipples with his lips as he continued to stroke her, his thumb rubbing over her clit until she felt that strange feeling again starting to grow.
Kota reached over to the nightstand, grabbed a condom and quickly sheathed himself. Moving down, he grabbed her legs and put them over his shoulders as he slowly pushed himself inside, causing her to gasp as he was bigger than Greg. Giving her time to get use to him, Kota slowly began to move in and out, slowly increasing his speed until he was pushing in deep and hard. He could feel her working on his cock, drawing him closer and closer to the edge. He wiggled around until he was brushing against her clit. It was not long before they both tumbled over the edge. Slowly pulling out, he got rid of the condom and pulled her into his arms.
“Rest because there is more to come,” Kota told her as he kissed her.
Glenda and Greg
Once we were in the bedroom, Glenda dropped to her knees in front of me, tugging my zipper down and freeing my cock. Before I could say anything, she had wrapped her lips around me, her tongue swirling around the head and up and down my shaft. Nothing had ever felt so good. This was something Carly had never done before and I hoped that after this weekend I could convince her to try it. Glenda continued to lick and suck until I felt like my balls were going to explode.
Standing up, Glenda quickly undressed and went over to the bed and laid down. I looked at her for a long minute before I undressed and headed to the bed, stopping to turn off the bedside lamp.
“Am I too ugly to look at while we make love?” Glenda asked.
“Ah no, just a habit,” leaving it on before joining her on the bed.
As I started to lay down and draw her in my arms, she said, “No, turn around. I want some more of that monster between your legs and my pussy needs your mouth on it.”
For a moment I froze. I had not gone down on a woman since before Carly and I were married. I was worried I would do something wrong but I turned around anyway. We lay on our side, her leg over my shoulder. I moved in closer and ran my tongue over her wet slit, my tongue dipping inside.
“I need to cum,” she moaned after a few minutes. “Touch my clit, finger fuck me,”
I did as she asked, taking a minute to find her clit and learn how she wanted to be played with and sucked. I inserted two fingers inside and soon I could feel her muscles working my fingers, her juices dripping out. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing but the way she was licking and sucking me was making it hard. I could hear her breathing changing, her body trembling as she started to moan as she began to thrash around on the bed. I soon felt her juices coating my face and fingers.
“I want you inside of me…NOW,” Glenda said breathing heavily as she pushed me on my back. She grabbed a condom off the nightstand and quickly rolled it on.
Before I could move, Glenda had straddled me, sinking down on my cock, squeezing me with her muscles as she began to ride me hard and deep, taking me closer and closer to the edge. I reached up and began to play with her nipples, pinching and pulling on them. As Glenda gave out a small scream, her muscles tightened on me, sending me over the edge as she came hard.
Glenda collapsed on my chest, breathing heavily. After rolling off, she disposed of the used condom and curled up in my arms, kissing me. I just hoped that Carly was enjoying this as much as I was. I hugged her tight as we laid there resting, getting ready for another round.