Don Elcord: The swap fuck

The picture they'd taken had shocked him. Pictures of Pete with his big cock shoved into Denise's cunt, ass and mouth. And from the pictorial evidence it was obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying getting pricks shoved into her ass, mouth and cunt.

If there was only some way he could rearrange the normal swap procedure. Some way in which he would be the swapper in the family, and not have Denise swap.

He realized that this kind of thinking had been bugging husbands since swapping began. Males had a tendency to want other girls, without wanting their wives with other guys. There was no set procedure for this to happen, however. Swapping meant just that. Swapping.

While she toyed with his cock, he toyed with the idea of suggesting that he attend Sharon and Duke's upcoming party alone. Like he had done the last time. He quickly rejected this line of thinking. She wouldn't stand for another deal like that. If they went to the party, it would have to be as a team. He'd get his prick into the other girls present, but, at the same time, the other cocks present would be shoved into Denise.

He sighed and nuzzled her close. He was in no rush. They had all night. It was early evening. His time was his own at the office. He had no big deals cooking at the moment.

Stroking her round melons, and tweaking at the taut nipples, he murmured, «I like swapping, hon., except for one thing.» He squeezed tittie.

«Oh? What?»

«The part when I see a guy shove his cock into you!» he blurted. «That I don't like!»

She bristled. «And how do you think I feel when I see you fucking another girl?»

«It's not so much I object while it's actually happening,» he explained. «It's the after shock. Like when we were with Pete and Jennifer, it was marvelous. I enjoyed every fucking minute we spent with them. I didn't seem to mind at all what we did to each other, while we were doing it! It's only afterwards, when I get to thinking of it, that I get upset. And looking at these pictures to remind me of what we did!» He picked up a few pictures and stared.

«You know something, dear?» She snuggled in his embrace and continued fondling his cock. «I feel the same way. While we're doing it, I feel wonderful. But, like you say, afterwards, I have some regrets.»

He shrugged. «I guess that's normal. Pete tells me he has the same feelings afterwards. Duke mentioned he used to feel the same way, but they've been swapping so long, he doesn't have any regrets. Neither does Sharon. What we're experiencing, I guess, is guilt feelings. We're doing something that's not exactly an accepted thing, so we feel guilty. I'm not sure what's the answer. The question is-shall we continue?»

«That's up-to you, dear. You're the boss. You give me the word, and I'll call Sharon up and tell her we'll be there. You say no, I'll tell her no. Either way.»

She scotched around on his lap. He was leaning back on his recliner, feet propped up on the foot rest. She shoved the lounge chair all the way back. She turned completely around. Her butt was now close to his face.

Easing down, she rested her hands on his knees and drew his half hard cock into her mouth. It jumped erect from the attention she was giving it. At the same time she wiggled her ass before his face. She was propped on her knees, on the arms of the chair. In. Out. She took his hardening cock into her mouth and unhurriedly sucked it.

Brian stared at her wriggling butt. He patted the cute, out thrust asscheeks. She had an adorable ass. So firm, so round, so fully packed. Cute, pinkish-white mounds of creamy delight. Tender, baby skin, so soft to the touch. Smooth, creamy. He patted, touched and fondled the lovely ass.

From the way she was squatted in the somewhat unorthodox position, her asshole was openly exposed, as was most of her pretty pussy from a rear view. The items were within smelling distance of his nose. He eased his nose closer and took a deep whiff. Her pussy smelled slightly pissy and her bunghole smelled slightly shitty.

His cock soared to new heights in her mouth. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to her asshole. Tenderly and reverently he kissed her shit chute. He snaked his hot tongue into her hot asshole. He licked her inner shit chute. Easing back, he gently fingered her tiny, puckered, brownish colored bung hole. He reamed his fingers in and out. First one. Then two. The tiny asshole began to widen and get rather gooky. Shit adhered to his fingers. He withdrew his fingers and licked them. Again an again he shoved fingers in and licked shit.

In between eating her shit, he ate her pussy. In. Out. He fingered. He tongued. He kissed. He slurped. Unhurriedly, he worke1d out on the exposed cunt and asshole. He marveled that such tiny appearing items could handle such enormous pricks as had been shoved in and out of the darling items time and again.

Not only had she handled his prick, but he'd witnessed her taking on Duke and Pete. These adorable little holes he was sucking had handled his friend's pricks. It was thought provoking. He drew her butt hard against his face and kissed it. God, how he loved this ass and this cunt. He worked himself up to near frenzy as he ate at her shit chute and pussy.

He could feel his cock bouncing around like mad in her sucking mouth. He was building to a climax. He was tempted to tell her to shit into his mouth, or piss into his mouth, but decided against it. Too messy. Their lounge chair was almost new.

Instead, he eased her down on his lap, still facing away from him. He hovered over his hard cock. He aimed his big cock at her tiny asshole. «Sit on my prick, hon.,» he ordered, easing her down slowly.

She nodded eagerly. Reaching down between her legs, she guided his cock toward her bung hole. She felt the cockhead against her shit chute. Ever so slowly she lowered herself onto the ramrod. The big cock slid up her asshole. She braced herself by the arms of the chair and ever so slowly lowered herself some more. She could feel the huge cock sliding into her asshole.

Up. Down. She eased her asshole onto his enormous cock, being very careful not to dislodge it. It felt so good. She could feel his prick hardening as he approached a climax. She wiggled harder.

With a supreme effort of will power, Brian shoved her from his shitty cock. He was fast approaching a climax. He didn't want to come-not just yet. He lifted her from his cock and eased her to the floor. She stood before him, a frown on her face. «Not yet, hon.!» he gasped. «I want to make it last, and last and last … «

She smiled. «Sure, dear, I understand.» Bending far over, she took his shitty cock into her mouth and licked it clean. Again she had him on the verge of coming. She braced herself for a mouthful of cum.

Again be pulled away. Shoving her cock sucking face away from his almost shooting rod, be hopped to his feet, gathered her into a passionate embrace and kissed her on the cock sucking lips. «You cock sucking, ass fucking teaser,» he whimpered, kissing her again and again. «You get me so damned hot.»

«As hot as Jennifer got you?» she teased, holding his prick with one hand. He was deliberately letting it get soft. She tried to, keep it hard.

The mention of Jennifer caused his prick to harden. He almost shot his load in Denise's jerking, hand. He conjured up thoughts of the small blonde with the tiny pussy and even tinier asshole. It was quite thought provoking.

He lifted Denise into 'his arms and headed toward the bedroom. «You won't be satisfied will you slut, until I fuck the shit out of you?»

Denise nodded happily and snuggled into his embrace as he carried her along the hallway and to their bedroom. When he dumped her onto their bed, she squealed in delight. Impishly, she got onto her knees, wiggled her ass and asked, «There's my ass, dear. Fuck the shit out of it!»