Martin Dean - Switch And Swap

"Brace yourself-sugar.!," Mark laughed, moving in behind me. "And Ray-get down there and give the snatch some tongue action. I want her mind off my rod until I get it in there!"

"Okay-daddyo!," Ray laughed.

"My hubby put a couch cushion under his head so that his mouth was right even with my box. All Ray had to do was open his eyes wide and he would watch Mark moving forward with that throbbing bowsprit to my arse-hole. I felt Ray's mouth on my snatch, gently lapping, and I concentrated on my response to his tongue efforts."

"Ummmmm-baby…!," Ray laughed, "are you juicy!"

"Andrea got tired of watching solo…," Justine noted. "So she began fingering her own clit I told her to come on and rub it against my mouth so that I might have something to bite into if Mark should hurt me."

"You're encouraging…," Andrea giggled.

"Andrea rubbed her muff against my face… " Justine noted. "I felt Mark pushing against my tight sphincter muscle. It hurt like hell the way he jabbed and pushed into me. Ray increased his lingual efforts on my monkey-box and Andrea rubbed her muff passionately against my mouth."

"I cried out once or twice as Mark worked his throbbing penis into my hole…," Justine smiled. "It hurt. But it was a delicious kind of pain. It hurt but in a very sensual and sexual way. The pain, as it increased, became sharp waves of pleasure spreading throughout my body. I thrust back onto that throbbing penis that had just painfully penetrated the tight sphincter ring. I felt Mark pumping and pummeling, holding tight to my hips, as he thrust that throbbing bowsprit deep into my bowels. The tongue moving on my cunt excited me to a feverish pitch. I just about came as Mark buried his genital-knife deeper inside of me."

"What a butt…!," Mark gasped, panting heavily.

"What a rod," Ray cried, raising his eyebrows as he studied the throbbing tool buried in my bottom.

"How about you sucking me off-Ray," Andrea suggested, moving away from my mouth. "Jus-tine needs to concentrate now on that rod in her bottom!"

"Sure thing-BABY!," Ray replied, moving eagerly between Andrea's thighs.

"It was pure heaven the way Mark pumped his bulging cock in and out of my bottom…," Justine admitted. "Sure it hurt like the very devil. But once it was in there and working inside of me the pleasure was out of this world. I've never felt anything like it before in my entire life!"

"I had a violent orgasm…," Justine confessed. "It was one of the wildest most explosive moments of my entire life. I'm not ashamed to admit that many parts of my body are sensual to sexual stimulation. I'm not really too ashamed to admit that I've made love to a man other than my husband. I guess Mark and I really are too young to really settle down and live a quiet life. Our bodies are full of sensual desires and passions.

"Go on…"

"I don't love anyone but Ray…," Justine admitted, "But when you get as close as the four of us were something is bound to happen. You start talking about sex and it isn't long before you're hopping in bed with someone. It's just like a natural instinct! The four of us were so young and innocent and so sexually curious. When we were thrown into close contact the inevitable happened."

"Go on… "

"Our idyllic life was rudely interrupted by a prying neighbor who had a set of binoculars…," Justine gasped. "That's why we're consulting you. It seems our loud hi-fi created some minor disturbance according to our 'old maid' neighbor. Anyway she phoned the police and informed them that we were mating like 'heathens' inside the house. The police surrounded the house and burst in on us. When they got our names it was evident that the men we were sleeping with weren't our own husbands. It even got a minor write-up in the paper with the heading saying something about "Newly-wed Swappers." It implied that we so quickly tired of our own husbands sexually that we became promiscuously involved with each other. We became the laughing-stock of the community, the brunt of crude jokes and insolent gestures."

"I guess what we did was wrong…," Justine noted. "I mean-legally and morally. But it seemed so right for us. Our bodies were young and hot. Since all this happened we haven't even dared to be seen in public…"

"Continue… "

"Andrea calls me every morning to make sure I'm alright…," Justine notes. "We're not mature enough to handle all this sudden curiosity and intrigue that our neighbors seem to be displaying. I'm actually afraid to go over and see my best friend because I'm afraid some neighbor may start a tale about us being lesbians. It was a wonder they didn't bring out that possibility. But then they would have been dead wrong."

"Are you strictly heterosexual…?"

"Yes…," Justine admitted. "This morning Andrea told me that Mark had accepted a job with a steel firm in New Jersey. They'll be moving in ten days. Ray and I would like to throw a going* away party for them but we're afraid to. As it is the neighborhood kids now make a habit of peeping through our windows to see what's going on. Ray and Mark haven't been close since the run-in with the police. Mark's family found out about it. They've disowned him. Andrea says Mark wants to get away from it all and leave the past behind."

"Do you think you may form a swapping alliance with anyone else your own age?"

"I doubt it…," Justine admitted. "For one thing, I've discovered that I'm very much pregnant. About five weeks into it, I think. As far as I know the child is my husband's. But there's always the very real possibility that it might be Mark's. Besides-Ray and I couldn't form that kind of friendship with just anyone. We never guessed such a thing would happen between us. It just did-on the spur of the moment! After the drastic consequences it will be a long time before we become sexually familiar with anyone else. We're trying to sub-lease our house now. We want to move into a new neighborhood. All of the children on the block giggle when we come out of our house and call us "The Lovers". It's downright embarrassing!"

"The Judge that let us off so light said we'd have to consult a psychiatrist…," Justine grumbled. "I don't think we're nuts. We're just a couple of kids who went too far in our affection. Honestly-for a while it seemed like we were back in high school-free doing as we pleased. Maybe we did go too far-but from what I understand we're not the only ones loose in the world seeking adventurous sex kicks!"

PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:

Statistics prove that most swappers became interested in mate-switching after several years of marriage. Most swappers are middle-aged and sexually experienced. Often they become interested in swinging only after they become aware that 'marital boredom' has set in.

Yet the facts remain that a great number of young couples also engage in promiscuous sex when they become involved in group swap sessions. In this particular case history the sexual incidents were secretly carried out among four young, and basically immature, couples.

Mark and Andrea, Justine and Ray happened to be next door neighbors. They formed a close and fast friendship. This led to the participation in many activities together. One thing led to another and soon they began having weekend dance parties which involved much drinking and dancing. On one particular occasion both girls noticed that they physically responded to each others husbands. Since the sexual attraction was mutual among all four persons it seems quite natural that the inevitable occurred/Ray made a pass at Andrea and found her responsive, and Mark found Justine equally responsive to the suggestion that they should become more intimately acquainted.

Though their friendship began casually enough it is obvious that both couples' youthful interests soon turned to sex/Indulging in moderate drinking they found many inhibitions released.