Don Elcord: The swap fuck

He hopped up behind her behind and shoved his cock far up her shit chute. Bang! Bang! He pounded her shit furiously for several strokes. His enormous cock battered her tiny shithole until it was oozing skit. The lubrication caused his slick prick to slide in and out with ease.

He pounded mightily into her battered asshole, then, with a whimper, he pulled his shitty cock out. He eased her around on the bed and rammed his shitty cock into her willing mouth. His face was a mask of lust and lewdness. His eyes were glazed and half closed. Gleams of lust filed his eyes as he fucked her pretty face. «You cock sucking slut! Suck it, bitch! Suck it! Suck my shitty cock!»

Denise steadied him and continued to suck him off. She fondled his swinging balls as she steered his rampaging cock in and out of her cock sucking mouth. She was burning up with lust and passion. He was sure hot tonight. So was she. In. Out. She handled his pounding prick. She slid it far down her throat. She eased it out. She kissed the sides. She kissed the cockhead. She kissed his hairy balls.

She swallowed his messy cock and soon had the shaft clean as a whistle. Staring up at him with her big, brown eyes she whispered, between sucks, «Cum in my mouth, dear. Give me a big load of your cum … ?»

He rammed in and out a few more times. His cock stiffened. He felt the gigantic climax coming. Then, with superhuman effort, he pulled from her mouth. With an oath, he pushed her onto her back. Spreading her legs wide, he lifted her knees and with a whimper he plopped his huge cock into her cunt. It slid in with a sickening crunch.

«Ouch!» moaned Denise, whimpering in pain at the sudden, violent invasion. Then her pretty pussy adjusted to his pretty big cock. She met his thrusts and increased the tempo. In. Out. His big rod hit pay dirt inside her cunt. She thrashed around in ecstasy. «Wow! It's so damned big tonight … Fuck me, dear! Fuck the shit out of me … Aaaaaah … Oooooooooh … «

Leaning forward until he crushed her round melons hard against his hairy chest, he kissed her tenderly. He then licked her face with his hot tongue. He licked her nose, her cheeks and her chin while plunging his cock into her cunt. «You're getting me so hot, hon.,» he whimpered, sucked and, fucked. «I'm going to cum … I'm going to cum … now … «

He unloaded. A gigantic spasm. Again and again he pounded his squirting hose into her spasming cunt. She came with him, bouncing up and down like crazy, accepting every fucking ounce of his cum.

Nature at last took its toll. He could no longer sustain his hard on. His cock ran dry. The mighty thrusts into the tiny pussy began to ebb and slow. Finally he stopped pumping altogether. He rolled from atop his wonderful wife, and flopped onto his back. He breathed heavily, his chest heaving up and down. For a long time he lay there gasping for breath. She had taken a lot out of him tonight.

Denise let him cool off. She, too, was somewhat beat from the exertion. It had been a wonderful fucking. One of the best of their marriage. She realized he'd gotten so steamed up because of the pictures, and because they'd been invited to another session with Duke and Sharon. This had turned him on.

After he'd rested a bit and had returned to normal breathing, she cuddled up to him. «It was wonderful dear. The best in a long time. Was it because of the upcoming swap session, and the thoughts of getting another crack at Jennifer?» She tried to keep the twinge of envy from her voice.

He nodded truthfully. «The thought of that does turn me on.» He crushed her to him and showered her with kisses. «You can call Sharon up next week and tell her we'll be at her party.»

«Okay.»

«And you can also tell her I'll be hot to trot. That I'll probably sample every girl at the party at least once, maybe some of them twice.» He chuckled.

«I'll tell her.» She sighed, then added, a trifle sadly, «I'll also tell her to get the men ready for me. Who knows? Maybe I'll let them gang fuck me!»

He frowned, then brightened. «And I'll be first in line, hon. Now let's see what we can do about getting this bastard up again?» He placed her hand on his limp cock.

She toyed with it, but some of her former enthusiasm was lacking.

Denise was still troubled about the upcoming swap party as the week wore on. She had called Sharon and told her they'd be there this weekend. But somehow her heart wasn't in it. Her enthusiasm was lacking. It wasn't that she was so much against swapping. What troubled her was the group sessions. They reminded her of orgies.

She would much prefer to do a bit of private swapping. Like with one other couple they really liked. Pete and Jennifer for instance. The session they'd had with them had been a wonderful experience. It was almost as though the four of them were made for each other.

They had hit it off so well together. She would be satisfied to keep their swapping just to this couple, but she knew Brian wouldn't agree. He was the type of bastard who wanted to play the field. To get as many different girls as be could. A typical man. She had tried talking him out of going to Sharon's swap session this weekend, but he wouldn't hear of canceling out.

He was looking forward to it, and to meeting a flock of new pussies. She had tried not to argue with him too much about it, but he did get the message. She had let him know that she would go along, but that she wouldn't be too keen about it. Even the thought of getting gang fucked didn't cheer her up. She was basically a one man girl. One man at a time. Brian was that mark.

It was late Friday afternoon. She was preparing Brian's dinner. Tomorrow morning, bright and early, they would be getting their car and heading to the Edward's place for the weekend orgy. The closer the time came, the more troubled her thoughts became. She had wracked around in her mind all day, trying to think up reasons for not going to the swap party. Reasons that Brian would accept. None were forthcoming.

When the doorbell rang, she was surprised. When Pete and Jennifer were on the porch, her surprise turned to astonishment. «Pete! Jennifer! Come in!»

They followed her into the living room. She headed toward the bar to pour a round of drinks. She was bursting with curiosity.

Jennifer let her stew for awhile, before she opened up. Then, with a big grin on her pretty face, the cute blonde giggled, «I guess you're wondering why we're here?» She sipped at the drink Denise had handed her.

«I sure am. What's up?»

«This!» Jennifer held up her left hand. A wedding band had been put on alongside her engagement ring. «Pete and I got married this afternoon!»

«Well, I'll be!» Instinctively Denise hugged the smaller girl to her bosom. Tears misted her eyes. She had known that this couple were engaged and had been talking about getting married. «Jennifer! Jennifer! I'm so happy for you!»

The two girls kissed, hugged and gushed a bit more, then they separated. Jennifer's eyes were bright and starry-eyed. Denise's eyes were filled with happiness for her friend.

«Give with the details,» she suggested, when the squeals of happiness had subsided. «What brought this on so suddenly?» She was also aware that Pete had been stalling for months.

Jennifer explained, a trifle breathlessly, «It happened kind of suddenly. After our session with you and Brian. Pete and I got to thinking things over and we had a long talk. Like how happy you and Brian are-and the fact that you do swap. That was the reason Pete and I didn't get married before. He wanted to continue being a swapper. He was afraid marriage would interfere. He knew I wasn't all that enthused about swapping.»

«So?»

«Well, like I mentioned when we saw how things were working out so good with you and Brian, we decided we'd get married. We waited the necessary three days, and off we went this morning to make it official. Now we're married.» Sobs of happiness came to her voice.