Robert Kyle - Swapped wife

Ellen felt his jism splash into her, and she closed her pussy walls tightly around his prick to squeeze every last drop of cum from his balls. Her clit throbbed and her cunt walls shook as she climaxed with him and then fell forward onto his chest.

They clung to each other for a while, their naked bodies basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. Ellen nuzzled her warm lips against Brad's neck and flexed her cunt muscles to give his cock a few gentle squeezes.

"I loved that, really loved it," she murmured.

After several minutes, Ellen got up and walked behind the bar. She took a towel and held it under the hot water tap. She wrung it out and walked back to where Brad was sitting. Taking his cock in one hand, she carefully washed it off with the wet towel. Brad watched her as she wiped their juices off his cock, and by the look on her face he could tell that she enjoyed what she was doing.

When she was done cleaning Brad off, Ellen took her half-full wine glass and knelt between his legs.

"You're going to love this," she whispered. First she poured a few drops of the red wine on his inner thigh and licked them off. When she had finished lapping his thigh, Ellen poured a few more drops of wine on Brad's balls. Her tongue went after the wine as though he was retrieving some lost treasure. She massaged his sac with her lips and sucked one of his balls into her mouth where her tongue danced over tantalizingly.

The base of his cock was next, and Brad began to breathe hard as she poured the wine along the bottom of his shaft. The sensation of the wine and her soft lips made Brad's prick throb and pulse with lust.

Cupping her left hand underneath his balls, Ellen poured more wine over the entire length of Brad's cock. The wine cascaded oven his purplish cockhead and down his rod where it trickled over his balls.

When she had coated his whole cock with the wine, Ellen put her glass down and turned her entire attention to Brad's wet flesh. Her face glowed with wanton pleasure as she prepared to lick and suck every inch of Brad's wine-covered cock.

Ellen's tongue swirled around the bottom of the delicious organ in front of her while she ran her fingers along Brad's hips to clutch his asscheeks. Her warm breath on his skin and her ever-moving tongue made Brad's cock burn with pleasure.

Her tongue was tracing its way up Brad's cock now, and she yearned for the moment when she would lick his cockhead and suck it deep into her mouth. Her tongue reached the rim of his cockhead, and she licked the sensitive flesh on the underside of the rim. She could feel the heat surging through Brad's cock as she sent him to new peaks of joy.

Ellen's swollen cuntlips twitched and her clit throbbed as she prepared to devour Brad's cock. Her ruby lips rolled over the smooth end of his cock, and then she probed its tiny opening with her tongue. She sucked out the mixture of wine and cock juices that she found there, letting them trickle over her tongue and down her throat.

Gradually, Brad saw his throbbing dick disappear into Ellen's mouth. Her lips fit snugly around his cock, keeping up the pressure against his skin and kneading his firm flesh. Ellen's cunt churned as Brad's cock began to fill her mouth, and she felt her orgasm start to boil within the depths of her pussy.

Brad felt as though his prick were ready to erupt as her tongue swirled around his flesh and Ellen sucked him ever harder. His cockhead at last met with the back of her throat and her lips came to rest against his balls. She had managed to get his entire cock into her hot mouth, and now she held him tightly, sucking and licking for all she was worth.

The taste of Brad's cock set her aflame, and she dug her sharp fingernails into his muscular asscheeks. The start contrast of the soft caress of her tongue on his cock and her fingernails stinging his ass made Brad pump his hips with excitement and drive his cock hard against the back of her throat.

Then, with her orgasm exploding in her sex-crazed snatch, Ellen began pumping her mouth furiously up and down Brad's cock. Her lips slid back and forth over his prick faster than Brad had ever imagined possible. Again and again her head bobbed up and down as she sucked and licked his prick in an orgasmic frenzy.

Then Brad's ejaculation ripped his cram from his balls and her mouth was filled with the hot jism that she sought so thirstily. Ellen swallowed time and again as she drank his cum. She kept on sucking until at last his orgasm faded and both of them were totally spent.

Brad was overjoyed when Harrison called the following Monday and told him that First Union Bank would be handling all his future transactions. Brad became an instant hero at the bank, almost a legend. It had been years since the bank had landed such a lucrative account. Everyone knew who Brad was now, and he was accorded the respect usually given only to the bank's top few officers.

Because of the huge Harrison account, Brad's work pace at the bank picked up tremendously. He continually was flying to one coast or the other to arrange a deal for Harrison's clients.

The boost which Harrison had given to Brad's career was appreciated. Brad and Sheila also liked the added dimension to their sex lives. In fact, they found themselves frequent weekend guests at the Harrisons' for a variety of swapping activities.

It was a couple of months after they had met when Sheila got a phone call from Ellen.

"Say, if you two aren't doing anything Saturday, why don't you come out and join us?"

Ellen said. "We're going to spend the afternoon just lounging around the pool. The weather is supposed to be hotter than hell all weekend."

Sheila thought it was odd that Ellen didn't know that Brad was going to be out of town all weekend, especially because he was arranging one of Todd's deals. Well, maybe Todd just didn't tell his wife anything about his business affairs, Sheila decided.

"Oh, that sounds great, but Brad's going to be in New York, so I'm afraid we can't make it."

"That's a shame. Well, why don't you come along anyway? No sense in you being alone with nothing to do."

Sheila was dreading the weekend without Brad, and she knew she would be bored stiff. So she readily accepted Ellen's invitation.

When Sheila got up Saturday morning, she was doubly glad that Ellen had called. The weatherman had been right. It was only nine o'clock and already the temperature had passed eighty-five and was climbing. She had breakfast and showered, then tossed her bikini into a leather tote bag that Brad had given her. She slipped into a mini-skirted sundress and a pair of sandals and then found her sunglasses.

As she backed the cat out of the garage she decided to put the top down on the convertible. She'd be driving in the country mast of the way and the rush of the air as the car sped along would cool her off. The sun was hot on her exposed thighs, however, and Sheila was glad to get into the shade of the trees as her convertible wound along the Harrisons' driveway half an hour later.

Sheila rang the doorbell and was greeted by Lisa, who was wearing nothing but a brief bikini. The skimpy white pieces of material hardly covered anything at all, especially the girl's tits as they overflowed out of the bra top.

"Hi, come on in!" Lisa greeted her. "Mr. and Mrs. Harrison are out by the pool already. They said I should show you upstairs to change."

"Great. I made the mistake of driving with the top down. The sun almost burned me to a crisp. A swim sure would feel good."

Sheila followed after the girl as she walked up the long staircase. She admired Lisa's curvy body. Her young, firm asscheeks shimmered as Lisa walked, the skimpy bikini bottoms hiding only about half of her luscious ass.

"You can change in here," Lisa said, opening a door to one of the bedrooms and pointing inside. "I'll get you a towel."