Martin Dean - Switch And Swap

"It just shows you…," Ray joked, "that a young girl is turning into a woman."

"Ray continued to pump die towards a fevered orgasm…," Justine laughed. "I find it necessary now to keep my fingernails filed short because I sometimes dig them into Ray's shoulders as he pumps me towards my own frantic climax!"

"Although I didn't realize it then…," Justine admitted, tossing back her long dark hair, "I was becoming very aggressive about sex."

"Go on… "

"Sometimes Ray would perform oral sex on me…," Justine noted. "He was pretty good at it-but when I got hot he always wanted to screw. Sometimes I wished he would just keep eating me to an orgasm!"

"As you can see…,"Justine smiled, "Ray and I have a beautiful relationship. That's why it came as such a shock when I discovered my own feelings towards another woman's husband."

"About that time Andrea and Mark moved next door to us in the house that stayed empty most of the time…," Justine blushed. "Of course Ray and I were curious so we watched them moving in furniture. Andrea was a tall blonde with light complexion, Mark was rugged and handsome. They had no children. Ray and I were glad they were near our own age. Ray bought a new hi-fi and sometimes he plays it too loud. A younger couple would be less likely to complain about the music."

"On the weekends Mark and Andrea sun-bathed out in their back yard,…," Justine noted. "Andrea wore a tangerine-colored bikini that revealed the lush curves of her body. Mark wore no shirt and strutted about in a frayed pair of blue jeans. His muscles were hard and firm. His broad shoulders were well-tanned. Mark lay beside Andrea, My husband stood watching them from our back door. There was a hungry look in his eyes."

"Hey-honey…," Ray laughed. "Those two are like us. They can't keep their hands off each other!"

"I glimpsed out the door in time to see Mark leaning over Andrea, moving his hands between her thighs as he passionately kissed her lips. They looked like two hungry animals feeding! Andrea locked her arms around her husband's neck and abandoned herself for a moment to the full sensuality of the gesture."

"I bet they don't know they have an audience…!," Ray laughed.

"Shh… aren't they cute!"

"I think she is…," Ray laughed, "He doesn't excite me very much!"

"Just then…," Justine laughed. "Andrea pushed Mark off her. She must have realized his passions were getting out of hand. We watched as Andrea got to her feet and carried the beach towel into the house. Mark followed, blushing, as he held his wife's hand."

"I'd like to see the end of that demonstration…," Ray gasped, ignoring the hard bulge in his pants.

"After that we got quite a kick out of watching Andrea and Mark out in the back yard…," Justine noted. "When he mowed the yard I sometimes watched him striding across the grass with the muscles in his arms and legs bulging like footballs. There was something graceful about the way Mark walked-like a proud lion in the jungle looking for prey. It didn't take much to figure out I liked his looks."

"Ray and Mark finally became acquainted…," Justine noted. "Ray's car wouldn't start one morning and Mark came out and helped him. That night Andrea invited us to dinner. It seemed we couldn't get to know each other quick enough. Mark and Andrea wanted children but they wanted to buy a house first. They were talking about buying the one next to ours! Ray and Mark hit it off with their mutual interest in bowling. Every Wednesday night they went out together bowling for two hours or more. Andrea and I spent the time playing cards or just talking."

"It was wonderful…," Justine smiled, "having friends our own age! Andrea and I talked about sex, I've got to admit. She complained that she couldn't lay in bed all day like Mark wanted her to do. And then one morning she confided to me that her husband was trying to persuade her to submit to anal intercourse when she had her period."

"Have you and Ray ever tried it?" Andrea inquired. "I don't think I like the idea. Mark insists I'm neglecting him at that time of the month. He even hinted, in a joking manner of course, that he'd go out on me if I didn't submit to his desires."

"It sounds ghastly…," Justine frowned. "Unnatural-but then I guess men have stronger desires than us women!"

"I used to masturbate my anus as a child…," Justine noted. "After that discussion I began doing it again. I thought of a hard penis going in and out and the thought turned me on. As we became closer friends it was obvious that Ray liked Andrea and found her attractive. And sometimes I noticed that Mark touched me in a sensual way. We had a party one night, dancing to records and listening to music. I danced with Mark and when he held me close, wearing no undershirt, I felt the passionate warmth of his body. Mark held me close, rubbing his groin against me. I saw the far-away look in my husband's eyes and I knew he was enjoying the closeness of Andrea's body."

"I think the booze is going to my head…," Mark whispered, impulsively kissing my ear-lobe. "Because „… baby… I'm thinking thoughts right now that no married man ought to be thinking."

"O-oooo…," Justine frowned, enjoying the casual intimacy of the moment. She pulled away, feeling the insistent rise of Mark's cock inside his jeans. She glanced over and noticed that the front of her husband's pants were bulging out like a tent. She noticed that Ray seemed to be doing nothing to inhibit the expression of his natural urge. Therefore Justine allowed herself to relax in Mark's arms even though his penis was rubbing against her in a suggestive manner.

"Andrea and your husband seem to like each other…," Mark whispered, gently rubbing the sides of my breasts with his hands. "They're too involved to notice us!"

"All of a sudden Mark's lips touched mine…," Justine noted. "I felt the rub of his moustache against my lips. I felt that cursive tongue between my lips. Instinctively, I began sucking it. I was aware that I was kissing another woman's husband. But with the warm fire in the pit of my stomach and the mood of the moment it didn't much matter-because my husband was desperately interested in another woman."

"Out of the corner of my eye…," Justine admitted, "I saw my husband kiss Andrea. I saw Andrea's lips searching hungrily for fulfillment I felt a momentary jealousy but as Mark pressed himself against me and I felt the insistent nudge of his penis."

"Two can play the mating game…*," Mark smiled, making an effort to really tempt me with his physical closeness.

"Oh-we shouldn't…," Justine stammered, suddenly overcome with guilt as she felt the strange urgency of her own desire.

"No one will know but the four of us…," Mark urged, hugging me close as he kissed my neck. "Your husband is ripe for the idea. Besides you get tired of the same old stuff night after night. We could make some pretty music together, baby… I can tell."

"No-Mark…!," Justine gasped.

"Honey-come on…," Mark whispered, softly.

"I allowed Mark to lure me into the bedroom…," Justine revealed. "I turned and saw a broad smile on my husband's face as he pulled Andrea close against his throbbing groin. I knew then that my husband wouldn't disapprove. Without saying a word I followed Mark into the bedroom. I lifted my lips to bЈ kissed. I allowed those curious male fingers to slowly undress me."

"I've wanted to do this for a long time…," Mark blushed, removing my blouse and bra. "Why don't you take out my cock and excite it a little?"

"Mark unzipped his penis…," Justine smiled. "It was a lot thicker and longer than Bay's. Mark handled it a moment. Then he took my small hand and guided it to his cock."

"I began fingering it…,"Justine blushed. "I squeezed it and moved my hand rhythmically back and forth. I felt it grown even more rigid in my own hand."