Richard Long: Along came a swapper

The girl and her boy friend looked up in amazement as the woman again entered the room, this time making her presence known. But the girl quickly saw what the woman intended: she lusted after the young man too!

From that point, the movie moved quickly to the final scene, which had the mother guiding the young fellow's prick – and it was truly a monumental one – into the girl's tender, virgin cunt. Mother supervised the defloration, ensuring that the girl had a satisfactory time of it, then immediately replaced her under the lusty young stallion. The daughter now sat back and watched her mother savor the length and girth of that man-sized tool.

Jackie couldn't control her passionate body any longer. She felt her orgasm explode in her loins. Max recognized what was happening, and reached around to strum her throbbing clitoris while he wiggled his massive prick in her heaving, sweating cunt. Jackie's sobs and cried of delight echoed through the room, but did not distract Pris and Hal, who were deep in their own pleasures.

As soon as the film was over, Hal threw the control box aside, though he took time to switch off the projector and turn on the room lights. Pris, knowing his desire, rolled onto her belly and he went with her, keeping his prick firmly lodged in her tight cunt. Jackie was now facing her college friend, and she watched Pris' face register anxiety then mounting triumph as her frantic cunt sought and found the ultimate pleasure from he husband's prick.

The experience of seeing another woman in the throes of ecstatic climax shook Jackie to the core, bringing on fresh attack of passionate longing in her own body. She pushed Max away and rolled onto her back, her face imploring him to ravish her. He did so, and she was off again, surging upward on a pillar of manly muscle that brought her savage pleasure of a sort she had rarely experienced before.

Time and time again the couples repeated their lusty exploits that night, dozing off, but then coming to and stirring their bodies to yet further storms of passion. They passed the entire night on the bed, lying side by side, hearing each other grunt and heave and cry out deliriously, and enjoying the sounds and sights of lust as much as the actual feel of it.

It struck Max, as he pulled his weary body off Jackie for the fifth or sixth time in the night, that she had never been so hungry for him, and that her satisfaction had never been so sharp or so brutally complete as now. Was it the pure, animal excitement of being so close to another equally lascivious couple? He supposed so, and decided that if that was the reason for her utterly abandoned eroticism, then there was definitely much to be said for practices of this sort, regardless how perverted and lewd others might think them.

Max was dreaming that Jackie, sated with intercourse in the ordinary style, had moved down in the bed and taken his prick in her warm, loving mouth. The dream had a compelling reality that finally stirred him into awakening, and he then saw it had not been entirely a dream at all. However, it wasn't Jackie who was mouthing his prick; it was Pris!

He gasped with surprise when he looked down and saw her blue eyes looking up at him, her mouth stuffed with his flaming flesh. Her look implored him to be quiet and not disturb Hal or Jackie, who lay flat on their backs, snoring steadily.

Max grinned suddenly and nodded his agreement to Pris' lewd scheme. She tried to smile, though the mouthful of hard prick made that impossible; but there was gratitude in her eyes. Max reached down to gather her head in his hands, steadying her face so he could work his prick in and out of her hot oral grasp with more telling effect. Pris allowed herself to he fucked in the mouth. She apparently liked it, and was there to accept the steamy tribute from his passion-packed balls when ecstasy swept over Max.

It came like a sudden summer storm, taking him by surprise with its rush of quick feeling. He stifled a groan of delight and arched his loins up, driving even more of his big tool into the woman's ready mouth. Pris' tongue lapped and laved his spouting, spewing prick; her throat worked quickly as she swallowed the surging cream, sucking more and more of it from his teeming tool.

When the last droplet had been extracted, he lay back for a moment, then gently got up from the bed. Pris was moving down the bed, eyeing Jackie with interest, and for a moment Max thought that she was surely going to kiss his wife squarely on, her semen-clotted but still beautiful pussy.

However, Pris passed over the dark-haired, passion-reeking gash and hovered over her husband's body. She looked back at Max, who was now standing in the bedroom door, smiling impishly, then took Hal's limp prick in her mouth.

Max was astounded at her fierce sensual hunger. The thought that a woman could take two men in her mouth consecutively, loving each to a gushing, drenching conclusion, was something he'd never imagined. But that was just what Pris set out to do. He clearly saw Hal's stubby prick swell to full, erect life, and Pris removed her mouth from its wet stem once and turned to show the hard tool to Max. She actually glowed with affection and pride, and Max found it a trifle disgusting that she could go to her husband with traces of his own semen doubtless still in her mouth.

Nor was there any doubt about her sucking Hal to orgasmic conclusion. He never fully woke up, though he groaned heavily and pulled her tousled head down onto his belly when the supreme joy pulsed through his body. Once the storm had passed, he lapsed back into sleep, and Pris rose from the bed, moving silently as she came over to join Max. They closed the bedroom door quietly behind them and went down to the kitchen, where Pris put on a pot of coffee for breakfast.

"That was quite a way to wake up!" Max said the first words he'd spoken to her. "I was dreaming that Jackie was doing that to me, and then I woke up to find that it was happening… but that it wasn't Jackie!"

"I couldn't help it," Pris explained, "I woke up and there it was, rearing up from your belly so full and firm, like a flag-pole. The sight of a beautiful cockstand like that always gets to me. I couldn't resist giving it a kiss; and once I'd done that, of course, the rest was inevitable. Then I decided if I'd sucked you off, I might as well go ahead and give Hal a blowjob too. If it's good with one, it ought to be double good with two, I figure."

"And was it?"

"Of course! There's nothing like a good suck to stir up the appetite," Pris murmured. "I hope you didn't mind my being so familiar."

"No! Of course not," Max hastened to reply. "In fact, I thought it was wonderful. So much so that…"

He stopped in mid-sentence, horrified at what he'd almost said. But Pris divined his meaning, and sidled over to him, dropping her hand to his semi-erect prick and fondling it tenderly.

"Look, I've got a confession to make," she whispered, darting a look over her shoulder toward the closed bedroom door. "I can't let you make real love to me; it wouldn't be fair to Jackie, and besides, I promised Hal I'd never let another man make me come unless he was there beside us. But the truth is, I'm dying for a feel of this lovely prick of yours! Max, would you just slide it into me for a moment so I can feel really full of you? Just so I can see what it would he like?"

Max had a strong set of principles, and lived up to them with surprising success, but his will was no match for that appeal. His prick sprang to full, throbbing life when he heard her ask to be speared by him. He could no more have refused her than he could have stopped the sun from rising.

Pris read the agreement in his eyes and turned her back to him, presenting a charming view of her tight, well-rounded buttocks. She bent forward at the waist until her juicy pussy winked seductively at him from between her trim thighs.