John Friday: Willing wife swappers

Ed moved swiftly for a man of his size and weight. His barrel chest heaved with gushing breaths of expectation. Bonnie would have demanded gentle foreplay and she usually winced at the size of his throbbing cock. The sharp contrast between the two women excited him even more than the furious pumping of Ellen's hand.

"You're so different from my wife!" he exclaimed in a voice rasping with delight.

"Hmm-mmmm," she said, "and when you're back with her, she'll seem different and more exciting too."

"I… I never thought of it that way."

"Don't think, fuck! Ram your big prick into my pussy. Come on, stab it in… rip me apart, flatten my tits with all those other muscles of yours!"

Bonnie entered the room just in time to gaze in wonder at first brutal stab of Ed's enormous prick. She shivered and jerked back, hands crossed hard over her cunt like a protective shield.

"Uuuunnngh!" Ellen groaned.

Then Bonnie realized that Don had just finished fucking her the same way – thrusting and stabbing with all his strength. But it was different with him, he excited her and made her juices flow.

She could feel them now, a warm sleek dampness covering the fingers of her grasping hand. But it was Ed who excited her now. Don had gone to join his young wife, Kathy, at the bar.

Bonnie gazed in awe at the bands of rippled muscle across Ed's broad shoulders, the trim domes of his ass, and the long power of his mighty cock.

"God, what a piece of meat he has!" Watching his prick glide in and out of Ellen's black-furred cunt slash made it even more exciting.

She watched, muted in shock, her lithe body trembling with wild desire. She muttered to herself. "I never thought… I never thought I could stand to watch Ed fuck another woman!"

George stood beside her and lightly touched Bonnie's hand. "It bothered me the first time too," he said. "Watching Ellen, I mean. Of course, that was a longtime and many cocks ago."

"And it doesn't bother you now?" Bonnie asked in a voice half choked with doubt.

"No, in fact I find it very exciting. I know better than anyone what her cunt can do… I can almost feel it happening to this old cock of mine."

"It… it doesn't look so old to me," Bonnie said after a downward glance.

"You excite me too," he said warmly.

"Really? I mean, your wife has those big, beautiful tits and all that shiny soft black hair…"

"Which is precisely what I am attracted to a beautiful young blonde like Kathy… or a stunning woman with the height and lithe body of a high fashion model, a glorious creature with soft curls framing classic features."

Bonnie's eyes gleamed and she found herself feeling surprisingly at ease with a naked man who was actually a stranger. Her eyes fluttered softly and she felt somewhat embarrassed by his flattery.

"Actually, my face isn't all that pretty," she said. "I think it's rather plain."

"I was talking about your pussy," George said with a beaming grin.

"Oh, God," she said with a sharp gasp of delight. George lifted her hand and led her toward another couch on the other side of the room.

"Another advantage of combining two households," he said. "There's plenty of room for all."

Kathy had been listening and she smiled. "Is her pussy really that good?" she asked Don.

"Not just good… it's great!"

"Better than me?"

"Not better, not worse, just different. I like that."

"I guess that's what this is all about," Kathy said.

"Yeah, and you know what I think would be really different right now?"

Kathy shook her head, tossing her silky mane of spun gold, watching with pride when she saw it reflected in her husband's flashing eyes. "What?" she asked.

"A sexy little blonde, one with hair almost long enough to touch a very shapely ass."

Ed caught fleeting glimpses just before his eyes clamped shut in the searing joy of explosive release. He saw his wife, Bonnie, coil her long, sensuous legs around George's neck while he kissed her hungrily, pressing his tongue between her lips. Then as he bent lower to feast on firm, jutting tits with nipples swollen rock-hard with desire.

Bonnie uttered shrill cries of increasing delight. George swarmed over her, hands and lips working deftly to fan her lust into a screaming rage.

Ed wondered why he had ever let himself forget how sexy and exciting his wife could be. Well, George would find out when she began that crazy cunt dance of hers. Bonnie appeared suddenly more beautiful in his eyes.

He saw Kathy lead her husband, Don, to a high-backed reclining chair in the corner of the room. He sat down and tilted it back about halfway, his hot young cock straining in a rigid upright position, pulsing with urgent desire.

The sleek little blonde turned her back on him, tossing her head and shooting a bold wink toward Ed. Then she settled back, reaching behind her to guide Don's cock into the crack of her ass. His long prick shaft still gleamed with warm oil from the depths of Bonnie's cunt and glided right in.

The parted cheeks of Kathy's ass pressed on to the coarse mat of Don's cock hair, then she giggled and worked her ass back and forth like she wanted to grind his prick right off.

Ellen's joyous rocking surprised Ed even more. She liked nothing better than giving of herself and demanding all a man had in return. She gushed hot breath and growled words of lewd passion in response to each driving thrust of Ed's cock.

"Fuck me." Ellen said. "Harder! Twist it, dig it, screw it in. Rip my cunt! Come, show me what your muscle-bound prick can do! Uuunnnghhhh!"

Ed slammed all his weight on her, grunting from the obscene pleasure of feeling her hot-nippled tits burn against his chest while he stabbed brutally with his hips.

"Yes! Aaaggguuuph! That's it, you big fucker… you're making me cum!"

Ed could feel the riotous seething of her cunt.

Tense, yet somehow incredibly soft muscles swirled around his long cock shaft, squeezing and climbing, then letting go and slipping back.

"I'm cuming too!" he groaned. "I wanted it to go on and on…"

"It will!" Ellen said. "Wear me out, then you can fuck Bonnie, and by then Kathy should be ready for another round."

"Oooooh, shit!" The idea of non-stop fucking added to the mounting pressure rising from his balls. Strong as he was, Ed began to wonder how long he could keep it up.

"Aaaaggghhh!" Ellen cried. Fierce spasms gripped her lush body and flooded her muscles with insane strength. She arched beneath Ed's grinding weight, lifting him with twisting, jackscrew motions of her hips. Then she crossed her legs, locking his spurting cock in a vicious stronghold.

"Hhhuuunnn!" he moaned. Her thighs and burning cunt lips squeezed hard enough to stop the gushing spurts of cum. The salty taste of jism seemed to back up in his throat. "God damn it, let go!"

Ellen released her throttling clamp and he speared her with vengeful lust. "You fucking whore… I thought I was going to drown in my own cum!"

The swift, savage strokes of his cock made her yearn to choke his cum off again, but the bursting joy of orgasm drained her strength and left her shivering in pleasant exhaustion.

Ed's cries reached a fevered pitch as he jetted out huge bursts of cum. Where it came from, he didn't know. He would have sworn that Kathy had sucked him dry, but he could feel the slick warmth of his cum churning around the knobbed head of his cock.

"Ooooooh," Ellen moaned, pulsing her cunt muscles softly in the warm afterglow. "A cock as slick and wet as that is just right for fucking ass."

"You're kidding!" Ed said. "You want it up your ass?"

"No, not mine," she told him. "I need a minute or two to rest. But look at Bonnie… the way she's bent over George."

While Ed's eyes had been clamped shut from the searing explosions of release, Bonnie had swung around and was now on top of George, milking his prick with the exotic rhythms of her cunt.