Norma Egan - Boy hungry wife

"Ummmmm, Jerry, that's so nice," she moaned.

Tom blinked and watched his beautiful redhaired wife, hardly believing she was the same cool unresponsive woman he'd known in bed. She had her legs spread wantonly wide, and she was grinning and moaning unashamedly as Jerry licked her ripe red pussy. Tom could see the hot cream spurting from her cunt, telling him how hotly aroused she was. Ginger quivered with pleasure and didn't hesitate to let Jerry know how much fun she was having.

"Oooooooo!" she squealed. "I love that, Jerry. Ummmmmm, yes, eat me!"

Tom was a little bewildered, but his attention wandered when June suddenly released his rock-hard spit-soaked cock from her mouth and leaped up to straddle him. She brought her red-hot wet cunt mouth down to touch the swollen purple head of his dick.

"I think you're ready now, lover," she laughed. "Go ahead, put it in me."

Tom eagerly complied, thrusting his great knobby cock-head into her wonderfully tight slick box. June helped him, sliding down the stiff impalement till his hard cock-head touched her womb.

"Oooooooo!" June squealed, "Great! Baby, you are really hung."

Meanwhile Jerry had licked Ginger's bright red pussy till it was creamy and swollen and seethingly hot. "I think you're ready, too," he told her with a chuckle.

He quickly fitted the bulbous hard head of his cock to the snug wet mouth of her cunt, then pushed in. Ginger screamed with pleasure as his thick meat deliciously stuffed her horny little box. He began to ball her deep and hard and fast.

"Yes!" she wailed. "Oh, yes! Fuck me!"

Her shrill cry of pleasure made Tom turn his head and look at her. For a moment husband wife locked eyes and recognized each other's hot uncontrolled pleasure. But it was clearly not the moment for a domestic argument. In silent agreement they turned away to enjoy their new partners.

Soon everyone was howling and coming, June bouncing furiously up and dawn the hard pole of Tom's squirting cock while delicious spasms shook her body, Ginger cream-like floods of juice around Jerry's deep-thrusting gushing prick. When they'd all caught their breath, Jerry spoke.

"Fantastic," he said with a grin. "How about a little rest, some drinks, and then another round?"

Tom glanced briefly at Ginger and saw her blush hotly. He knew what that meant. She was feeling the same secret excitement he was.

"Sure," he said, "why not?"

Much later that night Ginger and Tom lay in their own bed, deliciously exhausted but still feeling the need to talk. Ginger turned nervously to her husband and said, "Tom, I hope you're not angry about tonight?"

"Hell, no," he said, "I think it was good for us." June and Jerry are right – swinging could save our marriage.

"I'm glad you feel that way," Ginger said, "because I have a confession to make. I was unfaithful to you last week, Tom. I just couldn't seem to help myself. It was with Sonny."

There was a long silence, and then Tom sighed and said, "Well, I can't get angry with you for that, honey, because I cheated, too. With Stacy."

Another long silence, till Ginger said, "Well, I guess we were really ready for swinging, then. Should we go on doing it?"

"I want to," Tom admitted. "What about you?"

"Me, too," Ginger confessed.

They didn't say anything more that night, but the next morning Ginger said brightly to Tom at breakfast, "Honey, I have an idea. Why don't we throw a party tonight and invite all our lovers? I mean June and Jerry and Stacy and Sonny."

Tom stared at her a moment, then grinned. "That's a great idea," he said. "We ought to get everything out in the open. No more sneaking around with Sonny and Stacy, right?"

Ginger agreed and got to work calling people and arranging things for the party. It was to be a barbecue beside the pool, with drinks afterwards. She was excited about it, but also a little worried. She wondered if Jerry and June really were right, or that swinging could save a boring marriage. Or would Tom find another girl he liked better?

Secretly Tom was wondering the same thing. He was afraid that if they went on swinging, Ginger might leave him for a more attractive guy. But be figured they'd have to take the chance. Something had to be done about their dull sex life. He just hoped the Thomases weren't kidding about how swinging had helped their marriage.

Everybody arrived promptly for the party, but of course Sonny and Stacy still had no idea of its purpose. They thought it was just a regular party. Tom gathered all his guests together to make an announcement, a mischievous grin on his face.

"It's gonna take awhile for these coals to get hot, folks," he said, "so why do't we all have a swim first?"

"Oh, damn," Stacy said, "I didn't bring a bathing suit."

"That's all right, Stacy," said Ginger, "we don't need suits."

"You mean?" Stacy gasped, blushing.

"Sure, why not?" Tom said. "We're all friends. And none of the other neighbors can see us behind the hedge."

Jerry and June agreed, seeing where Tom was leading, and the two couples started to take off their clothes. But Stacy and Sonny hung back. Stacy was embarrassed about going naked in front of a crowd, and Sonny was afraid his physique wouldn't compare very well with the adult males. But they both felt a tingle of excitement as they watched the others strip.

Stacy had been six months without sex until she seduced Tom, and then he'd only balled her twice. It was damned hard on her, because she was a normal healthy woman with full blooded sexual drives. Now it was driving her crazy to watch both Tom and Jerry running around in the buff, their long pale cocks wagging. She felt an eager moistening in her pussy, but her modesty held her back from joining the group.

"Hey, come on, Stacy," Tom laughed, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the pool. "We want everybody in on this swim."

"Oh, Tom, I couldn't," she blushed. "I never skinny dipped before."

"Nothing to worry about," Tom said. "You've got a fantastic body."

Before she could say another word, Tom started stripping off her clothes, and Jerry rushed over to help him. Stacy blushed even deeper and glanced at the men's wives – but June and Ginger, already naked, just grinned. Stacy was hustled out of her evening dress, bra and panties well before she knew what was happening. Stricken with embarrassment, she stood there trying to cover her pretty blonde muff and her quivering round tits.

"Now into the pool!" Tom laughed. He and Jerry took Stacy between them and leaped into the water, Stacy shrieking. But once in the pool, she began to laugh. If their wives didn't mind, what the hell?

Meanwhile Sonny was standing back in the shadows going absolutely wild with horny excitement but too shy to join the group. He ogled Ginger's enormous pale tits, June's slim but curvy figure, and Stacy's lovely blonde bush. He'd sure as hell like to be in the water next to all that great stuff, but he figured his body would look adolescent and puny next to Jerry and Tom.

"Sonny," Ginger laughed, "you're holding up the party. Come on, get your clothes off."

"Aw, naw," he said shyly, "I think I'll just sit it out."

"Not a chance," said June. "We won't let you. Let's get him, Ginger!"

The two women came running at him, tits bouncing, hair flying, and Sonny was too astounded to move. In a flash they had him out of his jeans and t-shirt and sneakers. Sonny turned beet red and stammered in protest as they each took an arm and dragged him toward the pool. Too late – they all stumbled aver the side and into the water, Sonny sputtered and starting to laugh.

"That's better," said Tom. "We don't want anybody to be left out."

Sonny glanced at Tom and Jerry with their broad shoulders and wide hairy chests, and he felt like a skinny little kid. Then Ginger, paddling next to him, reached down and caught his floating cock in her hand and gave it a playful little squeeze. He gawked at her, and she winked. Sonny brightened up right away. At least there was one woman in the pool who thought he was sexy.