Richard Long - Along came a swapper

"Since you've never seen movies of this kind maybe I'd better explain just what were getting into," he began. "First, they are extremely explicit; they haven't been censored at all and they show literally everything. Okay? I don't want either of you to get up in disgust and claim you've been bilked into doing something against your principles."

Both Max and Jackie assured him that they were ready for anything that might be shown and wouldn't be put off, regardless how lascivious the activities depicted might me. Satisfied by that, Hal resumed his comments.

"And the second thing is the place for watching all this. We could set up the projector in here, except that Pris and I both have this terrible weakness: when we see people acting horny, we have an irresistible urge to get into the act."

"Yes, and there just isn't any way to fix things in here so we can… er, enjoy ourselves and watch the screen at the same time," Pris added.

"That being the case," Hal resumed, "we'd like to know if you'd share our king-sized bed for watching them. That way we can both have lots of room, and a good vantage point besides."

Jackie felt a sudden shock of sensuality spring out from her tense loins at the proposal. She felt apprehensive about sharing a bed – even king-sized – with so licentious a pair, yet she also felt her body warming to the proposition. She slowly nodded in agreement. "Alright," she murmured throatily. "I guess I can go along with that. And am I right in thinking that total nudity might be the best costume for watching these films?"

"That or something close to it," Pris agreed with a hearty laugh. "To be truthful, I like a slight variation on that condition, but then, I have this, peculiar mentality about such things. The main point is to be in a condition where you can… er, do what comes naturally!" Her meaningful leer left no doubt as to what she considered that would be.

Hal was not satisfied that his guests had been properly prepared, and moved that they adjourn to the bedroom, where he had his projector and screen already set up.

"The first film isn't very interesting, as these things go," he said in an apologetic tone as they moved into the bedroom. "But the second is very good. That's the one that has this guy Chuck's wife and daughter in starring roles."

Jackie lost no time in flinging off her simple shift and her underclothing. Nor was Max slow in undressing. Hal ripped off his shirt and jeans, baring his nudity completely, due to a lack of underwear, again displaying the brutal prick that Jackie found so fascinating in a horrified way.

Pris claimed their attention, however, once she had doffed her dress. It appeared that she had her loving suit on under the dress; in fact she admitted as much, claiming that the mere act of wearing it gave her intense pleasure.

Max found that viewing it also gave pleasure, as well as a mounting excitement, and even Jackie had to admit that the bizarre combination reeked of animal sensuality. Pris wore a black brassiere, at least one size too small in the cups; the tightness caused, her full breasts to bulge out at the tops of the cups in an erotically pleasing way. Even more striking was the fact that the tips of the cups were cut out; her lush, firm red nipples seemed to leap from the circular openings like heated projectiles. The effect of the peculiar bra was doubled and then redoubled by her lower garment, a sort of panty-less panty hose thing that rose almost to her crotch, its legs joined only by a narrow belt encircling Pris' waist.

"Hal likes the feel of my legs in stockings," she explained. "And me, I like the way this bra forces my breasts into a knob. Very stimulating, believe me!"

The gigantic bed had plenty of room for both couples. Hal picked up a pushbutton control panel for the projector, a device he'd built himself, and by which he could also operate the room lights. He lay behind Pris, his stomach to her back. Max and Jackie were uncertain what position to adopt, and settled for sitting with their backs against the big upholstered headboard.

"Here we go," Hal murmured, switching the lights off and starting the projector.

As he'd said, the first film was nothing special though Jackie found it highly stimulating. She'd never seen another couple making love, until Pris and Hal's recent performance, and that was the staple of this film. A man and a woman, neither very handsome though far from ugly, undressed in front of a bed and then lay down. They went through every facet of the sensual repertoire, but did it all with a lack of joy that was obvious. Even so, there was a thrill in being able to see a woman's lips close over a big prick and the man in the film had a fine one; no complaint there! As well as being a party to the dramatic way her capacious cunt swallowed the sizable morsel. For this purpose the woman mounted the man, her rump facing the camera, and the screen suddenly filled with her buttocks as the camera moved in for an ultra-close shot.

Hands fumbled momentarily with the hefty masculine bludgeon lying across the fellow's belly. It was brought to the upright position, and the woman placed her gaping sex squarely above it. Other hands pried at her whiskery nether lips, spreading them wide and displaying the jagged slit that was the opening of her cunt. The man's prick slid easily into place, and was quickly devoured by the dark, hungry chasm.

Jackie saw by the light reflected from the screen that Pris had opened her thighs and was reaching down, between them. Hal moved closer, allowing her to grasp his semi-erect prick and rub it into the lips of her pussy. Jackie saw him move his hips to and fro so his tool slid back and forth over the wet, sensitive wound.

Then Max's hand moved between her own thighs, and she gratefully turned so he could reach her throbbing clitoris. She returned the favor by stroking his rigid, shivering prick gently. She longed to take it in her mouth, but dared not, lest she miss part of the film. She was torn between the pressing demands of her body and the need to watch the couple on the screen.

The camera had remained rooted in place behind the energetic couple, occasionally zooming in to focus on the way the woman's pussy grasped the fellow's big prick, sliding up and down its glistening length. They were nearing climax, or so Jackie gathered. The woman's rump was whipping madly up and down and the fellow's prick was burrowing to the hilt in her dark cunt.

The film ended with the woman's buttocks quivering ecstatically, and the final frames were an ultra-close shot of the man's prick, even catching the exciting way its huge, veins swelled and heaved as the hot cream spurted from its buried tip.

Jackie took advantage of the few seconds between films to rearrange herself. She adopted the position Pris had chosen, seeing the advantages of it, and motioned for Max to slip into place behind her. The comforting, solid warmth of his prick felt good as it slid between her thighs, and she reached down to cuddle its fat head against the frothing of her pussy.

Neither Hal nor Pris said anything during the interval between the films. The second one, in rather good color, showed a cute young girl, very well-developed for a fifteen-year-old, sitting on a sofa, necking with, a boy about her own age. The camera had been cunningly placed to register all the details of their embrace, even to the way his hand slid under her short skirt and zeroed in on her white panties. The girl readily permitted his familiar fumblings, parting her thighs and lifting her skirt to open the way. Her blouse was already unfastened, and her bra had been pushed up, allowing her lovely young breasts to pop free.

Just as the young man dipped his hand into the front of the girl's panties, the camera moved to catch the entry of an older woman into the room. She was evidently the girl's mother, and was quite attractive in a dark, sullen way. Her face registered anger at first when she saw the loving couple, but then took on a look of calculating lust. She didn't disturb them, and retreated back into the hallway from which she'd come; there she quickly stripped to the buff, then re-entered the living room. Her full breasts, tipped by great, dark moons that tapered out to needle points, and her smooth-shaven sex gave her an extremely erotic air.