Rusty Beard - Married And Swinging

Heidi stopped frigging her clit, let her mind settle, and became aware that his cock was all the way in her. "Oh, darling, I've got it," she whispered. "I've got every inch of your big, gorgeous cock in my tight little ass."

"That you have," he agreed. "How does it feel?"

She reached back between her legs and rubbed his balls against her pussy. "Simply marvelous, darling! I might not be able to sit down for a day or two, but it's worth it. Fuck me, fill my ass with your nice juice. I'm still cumming a little, so it won't take but a couple of strokes to get me going again."

He fucked her with lengthy, unhurried strokes, pulling back until only the head was inside her, then slowly pushing forward until his cock hair touched her buns.

"Oh, luck, I love it, darling!" She took a deep breath. "I'm going to cum, darling. Give me your juice, cum with me!"

David gave her ass three lightning jabs, then his orgasm tore through him and his cum spurted into her, and she screamed with exquisite sweet agony as his pulsating prick set off new waves of orgasmic delight.

He fucked her ass, his movements on auto pilot, controlled by primeval instincts, his roar of fulfillment blending with hers. She slid forward onto her belly, and he sank down with her, his cock still buried in her ass, held securely by her clenched sphincter.

Carefully, he turned them onto their side and they lay dormant, peaceful, his prick in her ass, his right hand covering her furry mound and his left hand cupping a tit, feeling the rapid thump of her stout heart. She turned her head up and howled like a stray mutt baying at the moon, then giggled.

"Yeah, me, too," he said lethargically.

She flexed her sphincter and sighed deeply.

"Your cock is soft, but it still fills my ass."

"I hope I didn't hurt you."

"I don't think so, darling. I'm glad you got me all worked up before you stuck me so I didn't have time to think about it."

"You were so far gone you couldn't think about it," he said.

"Yeah, you really did a job on me, darling. It was magnificent, as usual. I can't imagine life without your big cock."

"What about the rest of me? If you want to confine it to just sex, how about my hands and tongue? Or do you think I'm just a big prick?"

She laughed and wiggled her ass. He kissed the back of her neck, hunched against her and got a sharp intake of breath from her.

"I won't touch that one, darling," she snickered, "not even with the pole stuck up my ass."

She rolled away from him and sprawled out on her belly. "if you can get it up for another go, I'll go clean up. Otherwise, I'm going to just lie here a while."

"Just lie there," he laughed.

"I'll have to sit on something soft for a day or two," she giggled.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, yes, darling, I'm just fine. Gordy lucks Traci up the ass."

"How do you know?"

"The leather outfit was her idea. I couldn't think of what to get for your birthday, and she suggested that I dress up in something scandalous and give you myself. She said at the worst, you might want to fuck me in the ass. I wasn't too sure that I could bring it off."

"I'm glad you didn't chicken out," he said.

"You couldn't have given me a better gift."

"Traci has never said so, but I think she and Gordy are swingers."

"I wouldn't be a bit surprised. She's pretty wild."

"Just the kind you like," she teased.

"If they are swingers, I think she's the one who got them into it and Gordy just does what she says."

"She said that one partner is always dominate and one is always submissive. Gordy is the submissive one in their relationship."

"Do you believe that?"

She looked at him out of the side of her eye. "I don't know. I haven't thought about it that much. She said that the partners will change roles once in a while, but they always go back to their true roles. If she's right, I guess I'm the submissive one in our relationship. What I really think is that she wants us to swap with her and Gordy."

"I don't know, we've never talked about swinging. How do you feel?"

She lifted her head and looked directly at him. "Two days ago, yesterday even, I wouldn't even have mentioned it to you. Now, I think it would be a real blast. She's very erotic, a beautiful, sexy blonde, and I know you'd enjoy her."

"What about Gordy, do you want to fuck him? Swinging is a two-way street."

"If you luck Traci, I won't be jealous. I guess the real question is, would it bother you if Gordy fucked me?"

"Not if I had Traci. If you sneaked around behind my back and fucked him, or any other guy, I would be very upset."

"Meaning it's okay for me to fuck another guy as long as you aren't left out. Well, at least you're honest. If we do it, I don't want to go to separate rooms. I want to be together so I can watch you luck her."

"I can handle that," David said with confidence.

She snuggled up to him and said, "Put your arm around me and play with my tit."

"If I remember correctly, playing with your tit will get something started."

"I sure hope so," she giggled.

"Did you know that you've suddenly become a wanton bitch?"

"It's so nice that you noticed," she said proudly, turning her face up for a kiss.

Heidi took her morning bath and stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, looking at herself.

Ask most any woman about her body, and she'll tell you at least three things she doesn't like about it. Not Heidi. She was proud of her body, even a little conceited about it.

David liked her body even more than she did, which suited her just fine. The more he liked it, the more he handled it, and she loved to be handled. "Felt up, you mean," she snickered softly.

She looked at her breasts critically. The mounds stood high and firm. Her thighs were solid and shapely, with none of those little dimples that indicated a layer of fat under the skin. She turned sideways and studied her ass. She had a superb ass, she thought, probably her best feature, well-rounded, full and firm. David rated her breasts first, her ass second and her legs third, but he was always caressing or petting ass. She smiled dreamily. She loved having her ass petted.

She opened her legs and ran her hand over her pussy. "Hmmm, wet already," she murmured, exchanging a smile with her reflection. She licked her lips, watching her tongue slide over her upper lip. The color of her tongue reminded her of a glistening, crimson head of a prick, and she chuckled softly.

She wondered if David would fantasize about fucking Traci the next time he fucked her. She didn't care if he did, she could fantasize about Gordy's cock. She watched her image in the mirror as her hands moved up to cup her tits. She pinched and stroked her nipples a moment, priming her passion-as if it needed any priming!

She put on a bright-red lacy teddy that left her tits bare, and red pumps. The lacy teddy stretched over her voluptuous body like a second skin, the high heels made her legs look so much sexier and the color red drove David wild.

David was awake when she came into the bedroom. His eyes followed her with rapt attention, and she smiled brightly.

"Good morning, darling," she said happily.

She leaned over the bed and gave him a fender kiss. "How's it hanging?"

"Your tits jiggle so nicely when you walk."

David said, cupping her dangling tits as she leaned over. "Hang is all it can do, I'm afraid. You wore it out last night."

"We'll see," she said confidently. "Coffee's making and your bath is ready. I thought a tub bath would be better this morning than a shower, so you can soak some of the soreness out of your muscles."

"You're so thoughtful," he said wryly.

She stuck her tongue out at him and turned and walked away, deliberately accentuating the swing of her ass. Before she reached the door, she looked at him over her shoulder and said teasingly, "Do you like to look at my ass?"