Dan Devore - Factory Swapper

But how wrong he was! Trudy opened her lips and took the rod straight into her mouth without a moment’s hesitation. Her eyes bulged and her throat made a number of strange sounds as she began fellating the rod with swift sucking motions. Her arms were around Sid’s body and her hands clutched at his buttocks, pulling him even closer to her mouth. She was obviously enjoying this sensation more than she ever thought was possible. Then Sid pulled out of Trudy’s mouth and moved down to the foot of the bed. His intentions were obvious now and Lou made one last effort to stop this action before it could be consummated. But Sue held him back with a quick movement of her arm. “Better let them go,” she said, almost sadly. “There’s no way to stop it now. No way.”

Lou was on the verge of tears as he saw his wife and his friend assuming the position of love, but he also saw the folly of trying to stop it. It could only make matters worse.

Sid fell n between Trudy’s long, slim shafts and mounted her body. Trudy. raised her legs up high and helped to guide the throbbing rod inside of her.

And then the action began. With incredible speed, Sid’s hips began working up and down, plowing his rod inside of Trudy with dynamic force. Trudy, meanwhile, was thrashing furiously about on the bed. Her legs were jerking in the air, her own hips were thrusting upward, and her fingernails were clawing at Sid’s back in desperation. With lips mashed together and with bodies grinding out their love, the couple performed their act while their mates stood helplessly by – completely enthralled by the action. And there they stood for the next few minutes until the act was over in a flurry of moving arms and legs, groans, and sobs of passion.

Trudy lay there for several moments after Sid had dismounted from her, and ran her hands over her body affectionately. It was as if she were discovering her body for the first time. “Well, Lou, what do you think now?” she said, continuing to fondle her breasts and sweep her palms down across her muff.

“I – I don’t know what to think, Trudy.”

“I’ll bet you forgot I could be this good, didn’t you? And to tell you the truth, I forgot I could be this good, myself. And I am good, Lou – really good at this thing Would you like to climb in here with me and let me show you?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Trudy”

“I’m not the one who’s being ridiculous, Lou… you are. After all, what difference does it make what we do now? We’re all in this thing together, and we’ve each shared each other’s bodies, so what’s the difference? Now come on over here and let’s get something cooking.”

Lou found the suggestion to be totally revolting – but yet he was drawn deeper and ever deeper into the morass of sin which he had originally begun with Vicki. His organ was giving him a problem, too, because the sight of Trudy lying there waiting for him was more stimulating than the tool could bear. It pulsed and throbbed with anticipation, making him do this thing even though it was definitely against his better judgment.

Lou piled out of his clothing quickly and practically leaped into bed with his wife. He hadn’t been this anxious to be near her body in years and the sensation was wonderful. Their lips met in a warm, wet kiss that lingered for nearly two minutes. Meanwhile, his hands were slowly feeling around the familiar curves of her body, suddenly finding them to be very exciting again.

He ran his fingernails across the edge of her pubic hairline and then dropped the hand down into her muff. The hair was still damp from Sid’s activity there, but Lou didn’t mind at all. In fact, it made him even more excited than ever.

Now his finger entered her body and began a slow, rhythmic in and out movement that caused her hips to pump with each stroke as her breath came more quickly.

Trudy’s tongue seemed to move in perfect harmony with Lou’s finger that was working deep inside of her cunny and as quickly as her tongue darted into his mouth, his returned to hers. They lay there in. that fashion for nearly five minutes, apparently oblivious of the couple that stood at their bedside, watching them.

When Lou had tired of that diversion, he turned his attention to Trudy’s breasts, kissing the nipples until they were coated with saliva and hard as bricks. He kissed every inch of the flesh on all sides, making her squeal like a teen-age girl instead of a middle-aged housewife. Trudy had also busied herself at pushing her tongue into Lou’s ear and in between squeals she kept the action in that area rather lively.

Now Lou was ready for the acid test. Would she, or would she not take his rod into her mouth?

During their entire married life, she had refused to do it time and time again.

But what about now? He shifted his position and moved his body up in such a way as to place the tool within easy access of her face. Trudy never hesitated for an instant. Her lips opened and a moment later the rod was buried inside of her cheeks, getting the workout of a lifetime.

Lou was completely stunned. He couldn’t believe that this was actually happening to him. He looked down at the scene of action to be sure, and there it was, right before his eyes. Trudy was working like a tigress, drawing in and releasing, drawing in and releasing his organ with perfect rhythm. There was a look of sheer contentment on her face, and her eyes were closed in ecstasy. He felt the juices beginning to rise deep down in his scrotum and he knew that it would be all over in just another moment or two – and he didn’t want that. It was too soon.

“Hold it for a moment, Trudy,” he gasped. “I want to get down to the other end and do you at the same time.”

“All right, Lou,” she said breathlessly. “Whatever you want is all right with me.” Trudy spread her legs wide for Lou’s head and wiggled about until she was in perfect position to receive his rod. Then, without another word of preparation, they began.

Lou enjoyed putting his tongue into a woman’s cunny, and when he found that he couldn’t get it at home, he had gone to prostitutes for this diversion. In fact, he had become quite good at it over the years and proved this to Trudy by making her explode an orgasm within the first minute of his attack. She squealed, squirmed, kicked out her legs, and let a flow of moist fluid rush to his lips. Lou wiped the thick juice off on Trudy’s thigh and continued on with his work. Meanwhile, Trudy had continued to suck away at her new toy with vigor and more enthusiasm than even she thought was possible.

Lou wished that the mutual stimulation could have gone on for an eternity, but the persistent churning in his scrotum told him that the end was very near.

“Get ready, honey,” he whispered hoarsely to her,. “I’m about to let go.”

Trudy didn’t reply, but sucked away at him harder than ever and, when his first burst of sperm flooded her mouth, she fought hard to keep from gagging and continued to fellate him as though her life depended on it. Lou thought that the session would be over the moment that he had his orgasm, but Trudy’s persistent lips refused to let his erection go down. She sucked harder and harder, faster and faster until the tool responded and began its rise again.

“All you want, honey, all you want;” Lou whispered to her as he rammed his tongue deep into the slot once again. He couldn’t believe that this was his wife Trudy carrying on in this manner. From a cold and unemotional housewife she had suddenly become a ball of fire, making him burn with the heat that she was exuding. Once again, Lou took his lips from the love nest and spoke to Trudy. “I’m coming into you now,” he said, “and it’s going to be just like the old days – all fireworks. Do you remember them?”