Don Elcord: The swap fuck

Brian, who'd been ogling the newlywed Gloria like a cat eyeing a canary perked up at the suggestion. His eyes lit up and his prick hardened. «H'mm. Sounds like it could be fun. How about you, Pete?»

Pete, who'd been staring, at Gloria's cute butt, nodded approval. He was a man who liked females, and Gloria's cute little ass, encased in a tight fitting mini skirt was a thing of sheer beauty. He tried not to sound too enthused when he nodded~ his head and replied, «Yeah, I guess we could give it a try.»

Jennifer, who was always in the mood to sample a new prick, added her assent.

«You mean!» gasped Mark, his handsome face flushed. «You'd want me and Gloria to move in with you and become swappers. Like right now? Tonight?»

Pete grinned impishly. «That's the idea. Take it or leave it.»

«Hold it!» Brian, who'd been weighing all the angles cut in. «I think it would be much better if Mark and Gloria moved in with me and Denise. How 'bout it, hon.?» He appealed to his better half, then added, «For one thing we have a much larger place. An extra bedroom. A rumpus room. Besides, Denise doesn't work. She'll have plenty of time keeping the house straightened up. Me and her both have far more time on our hands than you working people. Mark and Gloria can move into our spare bedroom. They can pay a certain amount for room and board. You and Jennifer can visit anytime. We'll be sort of forming our own group. It'll work out swell, won't it hon.?» Again he appealed to his better half.

Denise who'd been eying handsome Mark with a good deal of interest nodded absently. The idea was only half percolating through her mind, but it did sound logical. They did have the extra room.

«Good! Then it's all settled!» Brian, the take charge guy made his move. «Since you folks already have your bags packed in and in your car, we'll all drive over to our place and get you settled in. How about it, Pete? Jennifer?»

Pete and Jennifer quickly nodded. They didn't really want permanent guests in their place, but were ready, willing and able for swapping at the drop of a panty.

Mark and Gloria hesitated. Swapping wasn't in their minds when they impulsively hopped off and got married this weekend. They had vague ideas about a future together as a normal man and wife. The bride and groom bit. Now to be suddenly invited into a strange couple's house as permanent guests and swappers was a bit too much. Not that either of them had any particular qualms about swapping. Both were experienced in that area. As singles, they had both attended several of Sharon's affairs.

«Gee, I don't know, … «Gloria's pleasant voice was hesitant. «It wasn't exactly what we had in mind … « She glanced at her new husband.

Mark shrugged. He was inclined to agree with her. It definitely wasn't what they'd had in mind. He'd been thinking in terms of staying with their good friends Pete and Jennifer for a week, or two, until they could get their own place, then move out. Now, being offered a permanent haven. His eyes settled on Denise. The glance helped him make up his mind.

«I guess we could give it a try, dear.» He held Gloria's hand and squeezed tightly. «After all, we do need a place to stay for awhile. Pete and Jennifer's place is rather small. And since Brian and Denise are such good friends of Pete and Jennifer, I guess we can see how it'll work out?» He smiled hopefully.

Gloria sighed. Then her glance swept to Brian. Like her husband, she liked what she saw. She smiled brightly. «Okay, we'll give it a try.»

It didn't take long for Denise and her new swap group to get settled in and into the swing of things. She showed Mark and Gloria to their rooms, helped them unpack their suitcases, whipped up a snack for the gang and then while it was still early evening, they all went down to the rumpus room for fun and games, and to get acquainted.

The faster the drinks flowed, the more acquainted they became. Since she had already sampled Pete for most of the weekend to date, she decided to concentrate on the new member of her swap group.

Mark!

Placing some waltzy type music records on the hi-fl set, she waltzed around the dance area with him-pretending to dance. He was sure a handsome hunk of manhood. He was about six feet tall, with brown hair, hazel eyes, about one hundred and seventy pounds and bad a charming smile. He was but twenty years old.

Gazing deep into his bedroom type eyes, she murmured, «Hi, Mark.» Hers was a big come-on look. A let's get acquainted look. While she was snuggling up to him, pretending to dance, she let her hand stray down to the front of his slacks. She felt around on his half hard prick.

He grinned knowingly. Being a long-haired, pretty boy type be was well used to having girls flip over him. He placed his hand over his and helped her rub his cock area. «Thanks for inviting me and Gloria to stay with you folks for awhile. It'll sure help out.»

«Maybe I need some help too?» She humped her pussy forward suggestively.

He grinned. «Anything you say, beautiful. It's your party. Your house. You call the shots.»

«How about Gloria? Does she go for the swapping bit?»

«Let's say the kid's been around. Plenty.»

«Good. Then we'll have some fun.» Her feeling around his hard on began heating her up. That, plus the drinks they'd absorbed was getting her in the mood. She stopped dancing 'and stood in the middle of the room. «I think it's about time we had some fun, gang,» she called out, clapping her hands to attract their attention.

They gathered around, eyes alight with expectation. She nodded toward a sofa bed. «How about making up that bed, boys?»

The men quickly flipped the sofa bed into a full sized bed.

«Since this is Gloria's wedding night, I think it only fair that we should all get to watch the groom kiss … her, I mean luck the bride!» She grinned impishly.

Jennifer giggled. Since the was a newlywed herself, she was all for it. «Good thinking, darling.»

Gloria gulped. She shook her head. «Un-unh. Not in front of everyone. It'd be too embarrassing. Let's all do it together, or not at all?»

Denise shook her head emphatically. «Nope. It's exhibition time, darling. We all want to see how a new bride gets fucked, don't we, gang?» She peered around.

Her group nodded assent, even Mark. He had taken aboard enough liquor to be ready for anything.

Seeing that she'd had their united approval, Denise headed toward reluctant Gloria. She approached her from one side, Jennifer moved in from the other side. They converged on the pretty, blushing bride.

Gloria tried to avoid them, but the tiny little dark-haired girl was no thatch for the two other girls. They backed her against the bed. They fumbled with buttons, snaps and catches. Slowly and deliberately, they undressed the blushing bride. Item by item they denuded her.

She now stood beside the bed stark naked-and breathtakingly beautiful. The seventeen year old darling was a beauty. Slim, creamy white. Black hair and snatch. Quivering, lovely, breasts. Round, firm mounds of sheer beauty.

Denise, a breath-takingly beautiful girl herself, Mark needed no further urging. He moved felt a slight twinge of envy as she ogled the naked little darling. She petted the out-thrust titties and impishly patted the small brush of curly dark cunt, hairs. «Okay, Mark. Let's see you fuck the bride!»

Mark had quickly divested himself of his own clothing and now, naked as a jaybird, he swept his little bride into his arms. He crushed his lips to hers in a tender kiss. He meshed his manly chest against her lovely melons and stroked her butt with his, hand while he crushed her to him in a fierce, loving embrace. His enormous cock was bone hard.

Slowly he backed her onto the bed. He placed her on her back, spread her legs wide, lifted her knees and knelt between her out-stretched legs. He gazed in reverent awe at the sight of his flemished out bride. «God, you're so beautiful, honey,» he whispered, staring at the wondrous sight.