Martin Dean - Switch And Swap

"Step out of those panties…," Mark sighed, "and show me your delicious cunt."

"I felt shy and embarrassed…," Justine noted. "For a girl who had been afraid to have sex before marriage I had come a long way. I felt like some strip-tease dancer displaying her body before hungry eyes."

"You're some dish…," Mark gasped, gazing down at his own rigid penis. "Everyone likes a change of diet now and then-even wives!"

"Mark had little trouble pushing me into a bedside romance…," Justine noted. "He eased me down in the bed. His mouth became hungry as he feasted his lips on my ripe and aching breasts. I studied the ruggedly handsome body on top of me. I had never been before promiscuous before marriage. Now suddenly I was acting like some brazen whore. The thought pleased me. I had never known that sex could be so exotically delicious before. It seemed somehow tragic and yet ironical that this shy girl was now embracing sex with another woman's husband with open abandon."

"Mark was like a ravenous animal…," Jus-tine noted. "My husband, Ray, was always so cautious and gentle in his sexual approach. Mark was exactly the opposite. He took me as if he owned me and I were his property. His teeth became rough violators of my breasts. His hands explored my vagina like scavengers searching for booty, He pried and plied my flesh with rough urgency, making me little more than his instrument of pleasure. Yet in his rough appropriation of my body he pleased me with an animal kind of sensuality. His mouth bit my abdomen making me cringe in pain.

"Mmmmmmmmmm-baby…," Mark gasped, panting hotly. "You look good enough to eat!"

"Oh-ooooooooo, Mark…," Justine gasped. "That hurts."

"I bet I could make you like it, baby…!," Mark laughed, rubbing his face in my love mound.

"I felt his teeth searching for my inner lips. I felt that tongue probing deep inside me…" Justine noted. "Mark was rough and downright painful in the way he treated me-yet the surprising thing was that he was making me respond to him!

"His mouth moved to my thighs…," Justine blushed. "He bit and sucked them, until I barely panted with desire, Mark moved his mouth back to my love-mound. He sucked my clitoris, sending sharp waves of pleasure through every nerve-ending in my body!"

"Oh-Mark…,"Justine gasped, "suck me-suck me!"

"Oh-baby!," Mark gasped, "are you hot!"

"Oh, Mark-ohooooooo!," Justine moaned, moving her thighs with eager abandon.

Justine twisted and turned, contorting her body wildly in strange poses, that expressed the inner turmoil of her desire. Justine's eyes rolled back, her lips parted in a sensual expression of passion, and she rhythmically rubbed her cunt against Mark's searching tongue and lips.

"Oho-Mark-ohoooooo!," Justine gasped, "I'm coming… I'm co… mi… ng!"

"Shoot-baby," Mark groaned, lapping harder. "Shoot!"

"I creamed Mark's lips…," Justine moaned, rubbing her arm. "I came all over his face. He tongued me until my cunt almost went dry. Then he lay on top of me and kissed my lips, sucking them painfully, for almost a half hour. I felt myself becoming wet between my thighs. Mark was the kind of guy who could make you come just by kissing you real erotically."

"You're ready-baby!," Mark whispered, sucking my tongue. "You'll be a honey once I break you in!"

"No-Mark!"

"I felt that rod moving between my thighs…," Justine blushed. "I lay there feeling him pushing into me. I rose to meet his thrusts and placed my hands down firmly against his buttocks!"

"Mark ploughed into me…," Justine revealed. "He slid his big broad masculine hands down under my buttocks. Roughly Mark pulled me up onto his dick. He literally whipped his rough hard rod in and out of my yielding flesh. My body became an instrument of pleasure, a pool of desire. I could feel myself melting under his passionate body. Each thrust was like an arrow released from a bow that struck target dead-center. Somehow I responded like a wild and primitive animal. I dug my fingernails into Mark's shoulders urging him on to greater passion. I rose to meet his thrusts, squeezing his hard cock with my vigorous vaginal muscles. The sensations produced were out of this world!"

"O-ooooo… la… la…,!" Mark blushed, thrusting harder. "Do you know how to f… u… c… k?!"

"Oh… Mark…," Justine panted, "screw me! Screw me!!"

"My pleasure-honey!" Mark groaned.

"Mark pummeled me to a fiery orgasm…," Justine smiled. "I came like a flash flood! I lay there exhausted and gasping for breath as Mark nibbled playfully at my nipples."

"We got up then…," Justine noted. "We crept down the hall. We got a long glimpse of my husband Ray, and Mark's wife, Andrea, laying on the couch and copulating with a wild urgent fury. I really was surprised to see my husband going at Andrea like a wild man. His ass rose and fell in a series of hard thrusts that had Andrea tossing and turning her blonde hair and screaming for release."

"Oh-RAY!," Andrea gasped, "oh-please-do it!"

"Hot assed bitch…!," Mark whispered in my "My husband pumped and pounded like a man in a kind of frenzy…," Justine blushed. "He was fucking Andrea with more wild urgency than he ever used on me! I felt a touch of jealousy. Yet I was proud of my husband and really glad that he was pleasing himself so thoroughly, I knew it was going to happen. Ray's body gave a tremendous jerk and he shot his load into Andrea's eager clit. Andrea cried out as her own violent orgasm erupted."

"Mark and I entered the room smiling sheepishly…,"Justine smiled.

"I didn't know we had an audience…," Andrea gasped, staring at her husband's limp penis. "I see you've been satisfied."

"Maybe we should trade mates for keeps…!" Mark laughed, pinching Ray's shoulder, playfully.

"Not a bad idea…!," Ray smiled. "Or maybe we should move in together and just share one big king-size bed!"

"Somehow we seemed like four terribly naughty children…," Justine blushed. "We gazed down at our genitals and we grinned. I felt slightly ashamed of myself. Yet I enjoyed the strange erotic scene that had taken place. I had loved every moment that Mark made love to me. And yet I loved my own husband, Ray, very much."

"We're acting like a bunch of evil minded children…," Mark teased. "But isn't it fun? I like being married. But I don't like the part about restricting myself to just one woman. Even if Andrea is the best wife on this earth. I guess we both got married, Ray, before we sowed all of our wild oats."

"Maybe we're just oversexed!," Ray laughed.

"Does anybody enjoy ass-loving… T Mark questioned. "Do you like it Justine?"

"I've never tried it…," Justine blushed. "I'm game though if you'll be careful."

"Honey-that's painful…," Ray interrupted, glancing at Mark's huge, half-erect sexual organ.

"I used to masturbate my anus…," Justine noted, with enthusiasm. "I wouldn't mind trying it"

"Mark disappeared into the bedroom long enough to bring back a jar of Vaseline. Mark greased his dick with it until it was standing out and arching upward…," Justine noted.

"Ray made me bend over…," Justine continued, "and then he jabbed a big wad of Vaseline up my rectum. Ray said he'd let Mark plough up his anus but he couldn't force himself to commit a homosexual act."

"I'm no pussy boy…!," Ray laughed, glancing at Mark's huge throbbing tool. "No wonder the women like you with a ram-rod like that!"

"You might suck your wife off…," Mark suggested, "while I slowly work myself into her butt. I guess she'd better get down on all fours like a dog."

"Down…Rover!" Ray teased, urging his wife down onto the floor.

"I got down in the floor…," Justine admitted. "I was nervous and expectant. I've got a great deal of passionate sexual curiosity and analism is one of my strong interests. I'd never approached Ray about the subject because I suspected that he might find it offensive."