Renee Stevens: Driven Into Swapping

The intense delight that they were enjoying now, increased with every cock stab. They went on like this like a couple of fucking animals. Her legs squeezed tightly on him now, as he thrust faster.

"That's it, darling," she told him, "all the way in there. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes baby!"

Her heart was pounding rapidly as "she realized what a fantastic fuck Mark was.

And Mark loved the feel of, being wanted. He liked the idea of her vigorously working her vagina muscles around his sliding shaft. He loved her hot hands on his back, clawing at his asscheeks as he continued pounding it into her.

"Oh baby," he said, "I haven't fucked anybody like this since I was a teenager."

"We needed each other, Mark," she said, "it's a shame that you and I can't make it. Then, my impotent old husband could give his fucks to whoever he wanted to.

Because they're not worth a tinker's damn."

"Forget him," he said, "focus on, me."

She smiled up at him and then she began kissing the side of his face. He loved that and be grabbed her head and kissed her passionately. His tongue pumped into her as his penis ploughed into her pussy.

"Fuck it, baby," he told 'her, "fuck. Keep doing it, baby, keep fucking. Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's the way I like it. Fuck it baby, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Suddenly she juiced, and this triggered his cuming.

As he slid in her slippery juices, his penis exploded.

"Oh, I'm cuming," be cried, I'm cuming!"

As the juices flooded her pussy, she grasped him tightly.

"Kiss me," she begged. "Kiss me."

Their passionate kissing ended when young Jerry Conroy burst into the room.

"Hey, what's going on here?' he asked. "What's happening?"

His father was so embarrassed, he pulled out of her quickly. And then she was left alone.

"Well, well," Jerry laughed, "I guess Dad had a pretty good idea."

She looked at him and smiled.

"Want a little action, Jerry?" she said. "How'd you like a quickie blow job?"

"0h I'd like that fine," he said. "I'll just brush my ass over your breasts and sock it to you."

It didn't take Jerry long to get out of clothes, then he straddled her lowering his smoothly over her breasts.

"Come on, baby," she begged him, "and fuck."

She loved the feel of his naked body and the aroma of his loins. She thrilled to the touch of his giant sized shaft. Opening her mouth, she eased it in slowly. All the time Jerry was slowly going up and down on her bosoms with his buttocks.

"Oh keep it up," he told her, "keep it up."

The pleasure was intense now as her lips fastened on the penis shaft.

"Eat me," he panted, "eat me."

The pleasure was enormous now, as she realized that the son was longer and harder than the father.

"Eat my meat," he begged, "that's what I want you to do. Gobble it!"

Opening her eyes, she watched the saliva-slickened shaft slipping in and out.

"Oh baby," he panted, "I love to bounce my balls oh your chin."

The hard cock slid in farther now, and he was driving it down her throat, savagely. Grabbing her head, he held her in place.

"Eat me," he panted, "get that sperm load. Go after the juice, now, baby, now!"

Pulling his cock from her throat, he let it lodge in her mouth, and then his juice exploded.

"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "I'm cuming. Grab it!"

When he said grab it, her lips fastened tighter on the head of the shaft and, she gobbled his cream. At the same time, she gripped his asscheeks, massaging them wildly, as she let her hands slip all over him.

"Massage my balls too" he said. "Maybe you'll get some more juice out of them."

Reaching around to play with his testicles, she massaged them roughly. Sure enough, that excited him. More juice was erupting out of the head of his shaft.

"Oh, that's it," he cried passionately. "Eat it. Gobble it. Oh baby, get it!"

As the hot juice surged into her mouth, she was thrilled.

"That's what I call a double shot," he told her.

She learned once more that sex with a younger man could be fantastic, and she was delighted that she had managed to get Jerry Conroy. She was glad that they had all had a few drinks except Jerry. He was cold sober and still enthusiastic about it all.

When she had finished gobbling his stuff, he slowly eased himself out of her.

He looked at her and chuckled.

"The first time I've ever known Dad to bring a whore home," he said.

She got off the bed quickly.

"I'm no whore," she said. "We were having a little swap meet."

"You mean mom is having sex with somebody else?" he asked her.

"Yes," she said, a smile forming on her face. "Your mother is screwing my husband."

"And you mean you don't object?" he asked her.

"Why should, I?" she said. "It was a fair exchange. Just think, I not only got your father, but I got you in the bargain."

"Oh," he said, "and my mom and dad have been objecting to me balling chicks at school. That's a riot. You see, they're all a bunch of hypocrites."

"I know," she said. "Why don't you call me up? I'll tell you what. I'll give you my number. There isn't a reason in the world why we can't make it again."

"Not a bad idea," he said. "But don't mention it to my folks. Even though they obviously have their fun swinging sexually, they don't want me to get in on the action"

"Of course not," she said. "Older people are always like that. They don't want the younger people to do the very things that they have done."

"I know," he said. "Now you just give me your phone number and we'll get together."

She hastily scrawled out her phone number and then she warned him, "Better get dressed. We don't want to cause any more commotion. I'm sure your father knows what happened but your mother would have ten fits."

"I know," he said, as he slipped into his shorts.

Glancing down at her pussy, be said, "It will be fun to get together and teach you what I can do with my tongue."

"Are you a tongue man?" she winked.

"You bet I am," he said. "What do you think they teach us in high school these days?"

"Well, I was hoping they were giving you pussy lessons," she said. "That's so much more practical than a lot of other things they teach."

"That's the truth," he chuckled.

"I wish more women were like you," he told her. "You're so frank and honest."

"Why, thank you, love," she said, "I always try to level even when I'm not on the level."

"I, read you," he smiled.

She slipped into her clothes and hurried out of the bedroom. She met his father in the hallway and he begged her not to tell what bad happened.

"Don't worry," she assured him. "Your wife would kill, me. And I've got a lot of mileage yet, baby."

"Of course you mean sex mileage," he chuckled.

"Yes," she said. "That's right."

When she got back to her husband he looked at her with anger flaring in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Vince?" Trudy asked.

"Nothing,' he said suspiciously.

"Well don't be that way," she said. "I've just had a good time with Clair's marvelous husband."

"She's quite a lover," Mark complimented her.

"You see, there's a testimonial to my sexual ability,", she smiled.

"My son went up those stairs a little while ago." Clair said nervously.

"Why, I didn't notice him," she said quickly.

"I hope he didn't hear what was going on in that, bedroom," Clair said quickly.

"You don't have to worry about him at all," she said. "He probably went into another bedroom and was reading a book or something."

"Well, there was plenty of noise, coming from up here," Clair said angrily.

"Sorry," she said. "When you're passionately in love, you do hear a few noises now and then."

"You're kidding, of course, aren't you?" Clair said to her.

"Of course," she replied with a small laugh.