Drawing Nearer to Our Companions, Chapter 2
My husband Jim has already informed you about how we became buddies with Brad and Vicky, and then later became even closer pals. He stopped speaking when we replaced them in their living room and engaged in sexual intercourse with each other’s spouses in the same room. Brad engaged in intercourse with me while Vicky dealt with my husband.
Vicky and I were in the kitchen following supper. We had broached the subject of change and had given each other a few passionate hugs with the other spouse. She raised the notion of swapping.
"Would you consider swapping when we reenter that area?" She enquired.
I responded, "What are the boundaries we're limiting ourselves to?"
She declared, "Perhaps the first time, we should halt before there's any oral sex or penetration."
I informed her, "It's too late for that. Brad had a finger inside me already."
She recollected, "When was that?"
I recalled, "Two weeks ago, we were in our basement and you and Jim were upstairs. He was beginning the grill while you were in the bathroom."
"I had my period," she reminded me.
"Well, I didn't. Brad and I had been tidying up and he approached from behind me and seized my breasts."
"I'm not surprised." she remarked.
"Well, before long, his hand moved down into the front of my shorts and inside my briefs."
She understood that I had only given little resistance. Brad had kissed me and his hands were all over me. He had his hand in my panties and was lurking inside my vagina. I was already moist down there and his finger dived inside me. This felt so good that I didn't discourage him from finger-fucking me for around thirty seconds.
I conveyed to Vicky, "Yes. I let him insert his finger inside me. Aren't you angry with me?"
She exclaimed, "With you? It was your husband who had his hand in your pussy. I should be irritated at him."
I said, "I know you've meddled with my husband's knob. Did you utilize your mouth on it that time in the vehicle?"
She claimed, "No. I didn't want us to collide." Then she recollected, "Remember when we were in the backseat of the car and Brad had your breasts exposed and your blouse unbuttoned."
This was also correct. On our trip back from dinner with Jim driving, Brad had dashed into the backseat with me, and within a few seconds he'd unclasped my bra and had my blouse undone. He had his hands all over my breasts and sucked my nipples.
We reverted to the chat in the kitchen. I questioned Vicky, "How far do you want to go? They'll want to have sex with us if we consent."
Vicky concurred, "Perhaps we should take it slowly this evening and observe how it happens."
Vicky went back into the living room and asked the husbands if they desired to experiment with swapping.
I embraced my husband with all my passion and he loosened my bra, indicating that he was comfortable with me trying things out with Brad. Brad is a fun person and he has a nice torso. I've felt his member pressing against me when we've danced and when we kissed at the New Year's Eve get-together and a few other instances.
I ended up on the sofa with Brad, who expeditiously dismantled my blouse. I was bare-topped prior to I had even considered what would happen. I perceived my partner Jim groveling in Vicky's bosoms and knew they were embarking on the act without constraint. Brad massaged my breasts, sucking on them and rubbing his face along them as they wobbled. I remarked that he might "put an eye out". When he rose from my breasts, I was prepared for some ardent kissing. We twisted tongues and he ensured his hands stayed active. He shoved a hand behind my pants and was tugging my bare bottom. I am fond of having my husband's hands on my behind, and the added thrill of experiencing a different man grope my bottom aroused me even further. I was in his lap, facing him, rubbing our groins against one another.
I touched into his trousers and unzipped his fly. I acknowledge that I prompted the handling of genitals. I liberated his cock and was astounded by the magnitude of his member. She stated we'd joked concerning the size of the guys' penises, and Brad possessed a decent sized penis. I grasped it with both hands, gripped his balls and manipulated it. He was sucking on my face with his hands in the rear of my pants while manipulating my cock. [End of paraphrasing]
I had to check out his penis, so I slid down between his legs and swept his cock across my face. I touched the tip to my eyes, rubbed it across my nose then put it in my mouth. I began to perform a blowjob for the first man who wasn't my husband. I got into it, giving him a great sucking session while his hands ran through my hair. He removed his pants.
I stood in front of him and took off my shorts and underwear. Clad only in socks, I climbed onto his lap and straddled his erection. I didn't give a thought to my husband and Vicky's activities, all that mattered now was to receive this man's cock. It had been a while since we started experimenting, and I wanted to consummate my relationship with this particular individual. Brad's big penis filled my vagina, stretching it like never before. He had a hefty cock and it was fascinating to experience the drastic change in size - most people say size doesn't matter, but in this case, Brad's cock made a remarkable impact. I suckled his tongue into my mouth, matching what I did to his core. Brad began to rotate his hips.
My husband's cock was driving me wild. It felt immense, filling me at an exponential rate. This connection was overpowering, I could barely focus on the feeling inside me. Fingers under me, Brad tried to enter my anus - something my spouse had never done before. Surrendering myself to my desires and my need for more satisfaction, I was pushed further into passion. The notion of restraining myself was no longer a viable option. I focused on the incredible sensation of Brad's penis in my vagina. As we fucked, I heard my husband and Vicky in the background - they were having sex despite our interactions. This realisation sent my arousal soaring. I peered at the scene to see my public hair intertwined with Brad's and his sizable tool protruding above his hips.
My husband watched as I rode Brad, making noise. I shouted as I reached climax, pulsing with pleasure. Once recovered, my desire for my husband returned. I stepped across the room and seated myself in his lap, informing him of what had just happened. Strangely excited by my made-up stories about sharing men, he once more produced an erection. I took his member and rode him. And satisfyingly, he too was aroused by thoughts of my sexual encounters as he knew I had another man's cum within me. We ventured to the guest room and engaged in a passionate fight until sunrise. I lost track of time as he made love to me.
That was the end of his narrative, but there were indeed more experiences to unfold. I passed by their room when I saw the door slightly open. I heard sounds and decided to have a look. I peeked in to find them on the bed.
Vicky was in one corner, and she sat atop her partner's face. Facing away from me, she was grinding her buttocks onto his mouth whilst holding onto the headboard of the bed. Visually stimulating was her bare back, and even more erotic, her ass. Brad remained naked and his cock was erect. Isolated. I joined them, taking him into my mouth. It was arousing to have that exotic member within me again. I climbed onto the bed and astride him, reenacting what I did in the living room. Vicky saw me and turned to see Brad's cock jolting in my mouth; she grasped my breasts and I returned the favour by squeezing hers. We kissed, sensuously allowing two women to share one man. He finally ejaculated again, depositing his seed inside me. We moaned together, reaching a climactic bliss.
I rose from the mess we had left, but I had one last fantasy to fulfill. My husband noticed the tension in my face and his manhood became erect. I headed to him and straddled him. I informed him of what had just taken place in the other room. And to my utter delight, he grew hard and wanted me. I again took his member, this time it was a seeming repeat of what happened between myself and Brad. He stimulated my vagina wildly, and as I reached climax, I brought simultaneous ecstasy to Vicky - she came upon feeling the multiple sensations of her husband and I.
Brad went to the bathroom and came back to find no space left in the bed. Vicky and I were engaged in a 69 position, exploring each other's sensitive spots. This was a new experience for me as I'd never examined a woman's genital area closely. As my hand caressed my friend's labia, I gently stroked her clit. The temptation to lick her cute little button was too great to resist, and she arched her back in bliss. I was captivated by the pink folds of her pussy, the curly hair on her bush, and the wet, slippery entrance to her vagina. As we continued our intimate eating session, I found myself licking her while she was licking me. The sensation of tasting the remnants of my husband's cum on her lips was sensual. My arousal reached new heights, and I shrieked out in ecstasy as I experienced yet another orgasm. It was a fascinating experience to say the least.
The following morning, I woke up to my husband gently caressing my back and buttocks. He enquired about my sleep and I mentioned that it was great. He asked about our friends' whereabouts, and I revealed they were preparing breakfast. The fact that I was still naked after spending the night with another woman clearly aroused him. He climbed on top of me, pushing his cock deep inside my wet vagina. The feeling of him riding me was exhilarating. When he finished, I lay there, soaking in the aftermath of his semen. The knowledge that I contained both my husband's and another man's cum was simply thrilling.
I visited the bathroom to clean my face. I contemplated taking a shower, but decided to present my naked self to our friends with some decorum. I made my way to the kitchen as I was, covered in fluids and giving them a good look at my well-fucked cunt. It didn't bother me that I was the only one in the kitchen looking fully exposed. I shared a kiss with my husband, perched on a high stool with my legs spread, offering a great view of my recently engaged pussy.
Our journey into this new phase had brought us even closer to our friends. The future held more thrilling experiences for us to explore, but for the moment, I was content with the situation at hand.
Read also:
- A person named Angelica is the subject of the text.
- Historic First Threesome Experience
- Celebrating a Birthday with a Pool Party in Chapter 43
- Is a Third Necessary?
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