Frank Markser - Teaching swapping

Tommy had been sure she was not wearing anything underneath the thigh-length dress made of some synthetic material. Then, when he dropped the satchel he was carrying and wrapped his arms around her, slipping his hands up and down her writhing torso, he found he was right. He had not felt a brassiere strap, and lightly gliding his fingertips on down to the gently sloping flare of her undulating hips, he discovered she was not wearing panties either. The thought of her ripe young flesh completely naked under the thin garment clinging to her like icing on a cake excited him still further, and he thrust his throbbing genitals up tight against her softly heaving belly, at the same time flicking his tongue serpent-like around hers darting wetly in and out between his open lips.

Then the incredulous young husband had scarcely been able to believe his senses when his friend's wife slipped her hands lightly over the rippling muscles on his back and on down to his buttocks, clenched tightly as he ground his pelvis into hers. She squeezed them appreciatively in a way no other woman had ever done, gradually moving her hands around to force them between their passionately locked loins and without hesitation finding his blood-inflated cock with her fingers. She fondled his rigidity experimentally through his gym shorts, up and down its pulsating length, bringing it to an even greater hardness from her touch, finally pulling her moist lips away from his own and smiling seductively up at him.

"Let me suck you," she told him without the slightest indication of the shame or repulsion that his wife Linda would have shown if she had ever been able to give voice to the words. Then, when she unzipped his gym trunks and pulled the material down to release his now fully erect penis, she glowed. "It's so big and hard." He had dimly been aware of her bending her head down close to him as she dropped to her knees and added, "Can I kiss it there?" Not waiting for an answer, she dipped her head and placed her hotly searching lips against the pulsing, moistening tip of his lust-swollen cock.

Yes, yes, kiss it, suck it, he was crying out inside his brain, hearing his own husky, breathless groans of intense pleasure echoing inside the tiny foyer as though he were experiencing it all in a fantasy dream. He closed his eyes in new-found ecstasy as he felt her lips part into a rounded wet oval and slip slowly over his inflated cock until it was lodged in her mouth as far as the ridge encircling the flaring gland on the end. Then he felt her begin probing the tiny opening with her searing hot tongue, sending scalding waves of sensation flooding through his testicles dangling beneath. He thought his whole body would explode from the exquisite pressure building in his cum-laden balls as suddenly he felt her gently stroking fingernails running lightly along the underside of his still swelling shaft. Then they cupped his heavy testicles with warm reverence, alternately tickling at them and kneading them as if trying to pump his swollen aching cock to still greater proportions. Suddenly he could take it no longer.

With an earth-shattering groan from somewhere deep in his chest, Tommy clenched his buttocks and thrust his hips forward, driving his maddeningly throbbing cock as far as he could up into the hot moist cavern of her mouth, feeling its velvety tip bump up hard against the back of her throat. She had grunted from the force of his thrust, squeezing his balls with her fingers until he thought they would burst like eggs in her hands, and then abruptly she had stopped what she was doing. He felt the cool air of the room washing over his turgid shaft coated with her saliva and opened his eyes to look down at her pulling her wide-open lips away.

Without another word, his friend's wife stood up again, her blue eyes smoky with desire as she grasped his long thickness tightly with her right hand and began leading him along behind her.

Her eyes lifted to his and she told him in a voice thick with passion, "Mmmmm, you've got a really nice prick. Come on into the bedroom."

Now as they entered the bedroom together, Grace's fingers gave his painfully hardened cock a final playful squeeze and, before his very eyes, she raised her arms to lift the scanty sheath dress over her head with one sweeping motion and threw it onto a chair. She stood completely naked before his gaze, her breasts standing out in front of her as firmly as a young girl's, the rosy pink nipples erect in the center of their aureoles. Seeing his lustful eyes fixed on her rounded white mounds, Grace cupped them in her hands and squeezed them tantalizingly, letting her fingers play over the upthrust rubbery buds of her nipples. Her lewdly suggestive action caused his cock to jerk up into even greater hardness, and she riveted her eyes on its thickness, watching its pulsating, blood-filled tip a moment before commenting, "I like it. It's going to feel good going up inside me. Oh God, I want it in me."

Tommy stood transfixed like a saint before a vision of heaven as her hands slipped down from her breasts over the taut smoothness of her belly, his eyes following as they traced the outward-flaring curve of her full hips and then moved slowly toward the thin curls of the blonde triangle nestled up between her statuesque, marble-white thighs. She clasped the provocative, hair-covered mound with both hands, her fingers disappearing into the barely visible pink layers of flesh surrounding the opening to her vagina.

My God, what a woman, Tommy thought as he looked on at the obscene spectacle she was giving him. If only my wife Linda would act this way sometimes!

In front of him, Grace Furness probed into the pliant outer flanges of her own moistening cunt, the middle finger of her right hand finding and massaging the tiny quivering bud of her clitoris. She groaned loudly this time and pressed her full resilient thighs tightly together around her fingers, her whole body beginning to undulate slowly before him like a mesmerizing serpent.

Then, without warning, she flung herself back onto the bed behind her, drawing up her knees and spreading them wide apart to reveal to his eyes her pinkly glistening pussy-lips.

"Oh God," she moaned, staring wide-eyed past the twin mounds of her upward heaving white breasts at his wildly jerking bone-hard cock. "Get your clothes off before I die. I want you to fuck me." She squirmed and twisted her buttocks tightly down into the mattress as she repeated the lewd, lust-inciting phrase over and over, the obscene words on her sensual lips exciting him into a crescendo of rising passion.

Tommy began desperately stripping his few clothes from his body, dropping his already opened gym pants and shorts to the floor and almost ripping off his t-shirt, finally standing over her writhing body with his cock pointing at the ceiling in nakedly throbbing erection. Grace Furness lifted her body slightly from the bed as she arched her back in excitement, as if raising her openly spreading cunt up to him in sacrifice, her eyes remaining riveted on his thickly menacing shaft standing out in the air.

Then he lay down on the bed beside her, his breath coming faster and faster as he pulled her gently undulating body over to him with his strong young arms. He moved one hand down to the smoothness of her buttocks and cupped them; they were beautifully firm and sinewy as he had expected them to be. Her body was warm and soft against his and she raised her face up hungrily to his, locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand searched down between their bodies for the hardness of his penis. Tommy gasped as her startingly cool fingers closed around his rigidity and pulled him forcefully closer to her, crushing the full length of her body against his. She was grinding her pelvis tightly into his loins, and then she suddenly twisted her body, pulling him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him between them. Their lips were still moistly pressed together, hers soft and giving under his harsher pressure, tiny chills flying over his skin as her tongue darted like a wet penis in and out of his mouth in a motion to match the obscene thrust of her loins up against his.