David Ingram - Swinging Teachers

"Let's get her in on the bed," Mel said.

They lifted her and carried her to the bedroom, where they laid her out on her back. She closed her eyes and let them explore her body. She was on fire, twisting and moaning under their touching, caressing hands. They felt her tits, her belly, then a hand was between her open legs stroking her pussy. One sat on each side of her. She reached out with her hands.

"Let me feel your cocks," she cried.

They both unzipped and she felt a hard cock slip into each hand. She squeezed them and felt a thrill; they both felt so good, so hard, so alive. She couldn't decide which she liked the best. Her hand moved slowly on the unfamiliar shafts and she wondered how many girls would thrill so to such a perverse thing.

"Yes," she whispered, her hands moving in unison, "you have yourselves a fuck. Who wants to be first?"

Mel leaped to his feet and started undressing. "Jesus, I gotta fuck this fox. I gotta get my cock into her."

Terry stood, too, and pushed his pants down his legs. Vera watched them, excited at the sight of their hard cocks. An hour ago she had never seen them before, now she was ready to fuck them, ready and eager. She had never felt so alive, so in need of a fuck. She wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything before.

Mel was naked first and came down on top of her. She grabbed his prick and forced the head in. She was wet and it went in suddenly, going all the way with one hard lunge. He fucked violently, his cock moving as if it had been there before. It sucked in and out and she thrilled with each movement. She would come quickly.

She turned her head and saw Terry sitting beside them watching. “Kiss me, honey. I’m awful close,” she whispered.

Terry bend down and kissed her. She sucked his tongue into her mouth. His tongue was sliding in and out when she heard Mel give a grunt and knew he was coming. Terry had distracted her just enough so that she hadn’t made it with him.

“Oh, damn, I didn’t come yet,” she cried.

“That’s okay, baby,” Terry said, “you still got me to go. Pull out, Mel, my turn.”

Mel raised up and pulled out with a wet, sucking noise. His cock was still leaking and he aimed at her pubic bush and milked the rest of his jizz into her pubic hair.

“Stop messing around, Mel. Let Terry on,” she cried.

Mel moved away and Terry took his place. His cock slid right in, even, though he was a little bigger than Mel.

“Kind of gooey in there,” he said.

“It won’t hurt you, honey; just fuck me good,” Vera said.

He was all the way into her come-slick cunt and he felt her legs lock together behind him. She held him tight, lifting up with her ass, swaying from side to side. She could feel the wet stuff between them as it soaked his hair, too.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me… I wanta come,” she chanted. “It feels so good – I’m so close. I wanta come, gotta come.”

He lunged in hard and she got her reward. It was a hard, jolting come and she cried out, gyrating with her hips and loosening her leg grip so he could plunge freely.

“Yeah, yeah,” she grunted. “Coming, honey, coming. Keep fucking!”

Terry felt his nuts tighten and he was coming, too. He had a big load, the milky stuff spurting into her in gobs. He stroked several more times and went slack. “Goddamn, baby, Goddamn,” he cried, and rolled off.

They lay there side by side, unmoving, for a long time. Vera finally rolled onto her side and started kissing Mel. She reached between his legs for his cock, fondling the limp thing until it started to swell.

“Let’s do it, again,” she said, and rolled on top of him.

He wasn’t completely hard, but she got it in and started humping. She lay flat against him, her tits mashed against his chest, raising and lowering with her ass. She liked the new position, his cock completely swelled now, and knew she could make it again if he would last for a couple of minutes more.

“Don’t come yet, Mel, I’m almost there,” she said.

Mel wasn’t too close yet and relaxed, enjoying her nice body romping wildly on his. He felt her body go tense and knew she was coming. She bucked on top of him, her ass pounding furiously. She had her head up and was grunting with animal pleasure.

The spasms passed and she slowed and then stopped. “Aw, shit, that was good. I really came off,” she gasped. She raised up and his cock pulled free.

“You can’t leave me like this,” he said. “Finish me off with your mouth.”

“Suck your cock?” she said.

“Yeah, suck my cock. I want you to suck me off, Vera.”

Vera sat beside him and looked at his standing pole. She didn’t really want to, but she really didn’t want not to, either. She bend down and tasted the tip, then let the head slide into her mouth. It wasn’t too bad, tasted kind of nice, really. And then she was sucking hard, her hand gliding rapidly up and down the shaft. She meant to pull away when he came, but all of a sudden her mouth was filled with hot, murky juice and she was swallowing.

She sat up, a string of thick, white come clinging to her chin. She could feel it there and let her tongue slide down after it, but couldn’t reach.

“What about me?” Terry said. He was lying on his back, his hands in back of his head. His cock was only half up.

“You’re not ready,” Vera said.

“You could get me ready.”

Vera looked at his cock, made another attempt at the come on her chin, failed again. Whenever she sucked Don and took his load in her mouth, she always wanted to do it again, wanted another load to swallow. Drinking come always made her want more.

“Okay, I’ll suck yours, too,” she said.

She fell on her belly between his legs and nuzzled in his wiry hair. She kissed around the fringe, held up his balls and kissed them, too; then ovaled her lips and slowly pushed down on the ripe glans. She took him deep in her mouth and held it there, letting it grow fat.

Terry started moving, fucking slowly into her mouth. The end of his cock was almost in her throat and she nearly gagged, but backed off until she could handle his movement. She let him fuck for several minutes before she grasped the shaft and started sucking at the head. She sensed that he liked this and sucked harder, her hand moving gently up and down on the shaft. She increased her tempo, wanting the stuff in her mouth.

Terry held the back of her head with one hand. “Gonna come, gonna come… oh, baby, gonna come in your mouth,” he chanted.

His come came thick and in two huge gobs. She had them both puddled in her mouth before she swallowed. It was slimy stuff, slippery on her palette, and stronger than Mel’s. She liked it, wanted more, but two thick wads was all there was. She let his cock fall free and sat up.

“I’ve got to be getting back to my car; my husband will be home in a couple of hours,” she said.

“We’ll have to do this again,” Mel said.

Vera frowned. “Not much chance,” she said.

She didn’t really plan on a repeat performance; the whole thing seemed a little degrading, but it happened, anyway. Several weeks later Dan flew back east to be with his mother, who was quite ill. She wasn’t sure why she didn’t go with him, but it was probably because he didn’t ask her. By the end of the first day alone she was bored and went to the bar where she had met Mel and Terry. Mel was there. They had several drinks, went to another bar and danced, and then she went home with him.

Mel had fucked her and she was asleep when Terry came home from a date. She was awakened slowly, deliciously to the hard probing of Terry’s prick in her cunt. It was Friday night and she didn’t go back home until late Sunday. On Saturday, a friend of Mel’s came by; he was a big guy with a huge cock. By Sunday night, Vera had had enough; she hadn’t realized a girl could fuck that much in two days.