Grant Roberts - The Reluctant Swappers

"Oh God, keep fucking… keep fucking me… I'm there… I'm… I'm cunuummmmiiiinnnggggg…!" She hardly recognized her own shrill voice spewing out the lewd words, hardly recognized her hoarse cries as her nakedly writhing body was pounded and battered by the mounting passion of the two lust crazed men, each merciless in his screwing. They fucked into her in well timed unison, their long exploding cocks rubbing against each other through the thinly dividing membrane between her rectum and cunt. The hotly clenching twin passages seemed to be trying to outdo each other in scintillating sensation, and her flesh was tingling in every pore and nerve ending.

"AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH…" she continued to scream as wave after incredible wave of intense pleasure rippled over her, soothing the wild, uncontrollable trembling of her body, causing her to shudder and sob with the depths of her cumming. She had never known anything like it. It was a total release, involving her completely. Even her brain was alive with leaping kaleidoscopic images, far away in a world of its own.

Her wild rocketing signaled the two men's hovering orgasms, and their equally wild grunts were hoarse as they felt the force of their approaching ejaculations.

"Oh honey, honey, I'm there, I'm there… AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH…" Ron sobbed out, his body tightening like a bow before crumpling into a thousand tiny spasms of overwhelming pleasure.

"OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH… Christ, baby, fuck back… fuck your ass back …" Dick suddenly yelled, and then the two men began to spurt their thick hot semen into her wildly churning passages in unison, sending white streams of it shooting far up into her womb and bowels, flooding her belly completely, and their joyous shouts crowned the intense pleasure she was receiving from the violent double fuck. Their ejaculating sperm seemed never ending, as volatile and amazing as their climaxes themselves. On and on, they spewed out their love juice into her and Sharon felt the violence of their orgasm triggering her once again!!

"Agggggghhhhhhh, I'm… cuuuummmmiiiinnnugggggggg!!" Her tensed body shook beneath the violence of her second crashing climax, which wracked her frame, blurring her mind with unbelievable rapture. She spasmed again and again, and only after what seemed like an eternity did she begin to stop, panting uncontrollably, finally feeling Ron and Dick's thick satiated cocks resting tired and limp, and rapidly deflating in her two quivering passages.

The two men rolled off her and collapsed on the rug beside Sharon, and all three breathed deeply with complete satiation, their bodies still tingling, their naked flesh pulsating from the force of their simultaneous release.

In the back of her mind, Sharon heard a door being opened, and then a loud, familiar voice, a female voice, rang out!

"Good God, what have you been doing to the child?"

Sharon stared in amazement at the tall, beautiful woman who was striding into the living room. She was so surprised to see Myra Green that she forgot for a moment that she and Dick and Ron were all stark naked.

"Myra…" she whispered, involuntarily trying to cover herself.

"You poor girl!" Myra clucked, moving over towards where Sharon was lying. For a moment, the young wife was afraid that the older woman was going to strike her, but to her surprise, she found herself being enveloped in her arms, and pressed close to her warm, feminine breast.

Sharon was too surprised to raise any objection, and she found, with astonishment, that it actually felt good, being cradled lovingly like that, very safe and secure. The two men were staring aghast at Myra; Ron discomfited, his face beet red, Dick casual and smiling.

"Well, honey, how did you get here?" he asked at last, with that curious smile still playing about his lips.

"Never mind that!" Myra snapped, her eyes glowering. "You two ought to be ashamed of yourselves, sandwiching the poor innocent girl like that!"

"She didn't seem to mind it," Dick laughed, "in fact, I'd say she rather enjoyed it!"

Myra knew that Sharon was really none the worse for wear, but she knew that Ron's wife was very young and inexperienced, and her heart went out to her. She could sense that there was a knot of fear convulsing her deep down, that she herself probably didn't even know about. It was obvious that Ron and Sharon had patched up, and she was glad of this, she thought, as she stroked the younger woman's sleek blonde hair. Myra had sensed that there was something wrong with Ron when he left her so early, obviously agitated, and with her long knowledge of young married men, intuitively hit on the truth. Knowing that her husband was already with Sharon, Myra had decided that she'd better drive over and straighten things out, if need be.

But she admitted to herself, with a chuckle, that her motives weren't all altruistic. She knew Dick well and knew that he would be able to turn the scene to his advantage, and the jealous thought of her husband having all that fun by himself cinched the decision and urged her to take action. Now she was glad that Sharon apparently appreciated her presence. She really was a beautiful girl, she mused entirely without rancor, observing the smooth gold of her chiseled features, the sculpted lines of her nakedly slender young body. She could see what had made Dick so mad to get her, and could forgive him his headstrong action in this case. The thing that really surprised her was that Ron Fleming could have shown any interest in anyone other than this lovely young creature.

Ron was staring at her in open mouthed amazement and she stifled a laugh.

"Don't worry Ron," she soothed, "I'm not going to harm your beautiful wife… it's just that she needs a woman's comfort now!"

That's right, Sharon thought dreamily, that's exactly what I need, and she raised no objection when she felt Myra's face nearing hers, and felt the touch of her warm lips on her own mouth. Myra was kissing her, and she didn't mind. In fact, she liked the other woman's kiss… there was something sweet and undemanding and relaxing about it, after the avaricious demands of the men. Amazingly, she found herself responding, parting her lips and allowing the older woman to slip her tongue inside.

It felt good, she thought happily, I like it!

Myra continued to smile, seeming to float down beside her on the floor until Sharon felt the gentle brush of her soft hand on her brow and in her hair. Her belly and the soft inner sides of her satiny thighs seemed to quiver in empathy to the beautiful older woman's delicious touch.

Momentarily, a fleeting trace of apprehension endeavored to make itself felt, but soon passed in the glow of warmth that had spread throughout her entire being.

A shiver rippled through her at the touch of Dick's wife's hands moving down her throat, coming to rest on the nakedly firm globes of her breasts. Myra's long slender fingers were brushing electrically against the hardening nipples, caressing them ever so lightly, and Sharon moaned almost inaudibly, aware of strange new feelings cascading through her.

The older woman's fingers were feather soft, like velvet, as they stroked the sensitive aureoles, tweaked the buds of her nipples, nearly turgid again, and brushed along the tender flesh of her flanks. Oh, good God, how good it felt… so light, so soothing…

The essence of Myra's sensuality seemed to engulf Sharon as she enjoyed the delicate and slender hands on her suddenly tingling breasts. An ensemble of mixed emotions surged restlessly within her mind and body, feelings that she had no power nor desire to resist. She felt as if mesmerized as Myra's exquisite face moved closer to hers and its perfect, full and soft mouth closed down once again upon her own, tenderly, moistly, warmly… finally, with increasing urgency. Sharon's lips felt strangely soft in response, and she vaguely sensed them being pressed apart by Myra's sweet tasting tongue slipping between them into her mouth. Moments later, Dick's wife's voluptuous body was stretched out against her own, with only Myra's flimsy clothes between them, separating breasts, bellies and loins.