Renee Stevens - Driven Into Swapping

"How do you know? Did you ask him?

He was really getting disgusted, the way Trudy had him cornered.

"Alright, honey," he, smiled, "I'll just ask Harry Parker if he wants me to fuck his wife Alice. And, he'll probably haul off and sock me. And, love, I suppose you'll be happy."

"Why no," she aid, "that wouldn't make me happy. But Harry Parker's big cock would."

"Why you cheap, you cheap…!"

He was glaring at his wife, not knowing whether he would dare say this word or not.

"One more time," she said, "one more time. If you dare call me a name one more time, I'll walk out of this house and take everything you've got."

"I believe you would, you bitch," he said.

"There you said it," she said. "Go to hell."

"Well," he said, "I'll just fix you."

He moved menacingly toward her, and then she shouted, "Get away from me, you creep."

Realizing that his wife had him against the wall, he finally decided he would go her way.

"Alright, dammit," he told her, "I'll play it your way. If you want that Mr.

Parker so bad, you can have him. And I'll see if I can fuck his wife. But you'd better not get jealous if I get Alice Parker over here and she enjoys balling me. Women have always been very fond of me, and you've had a lot of jealousy going through you for years."

"Why, honey," she said, "I'm not jealous anymore. I'm beyond jealousy. I would like a little action. I don't think you've been very good in bed lately."

"I'm too busy, working to buy things for you," he told her. "No wonder I don't feel so hot."

"Blame it on me, of course," she said. "Well, my shoulders are broad. It's obvious who is the man around this house."

"O.K., baby," he said. "We'll just live like a couple of guys. "I'll think nothing of inviting another man's wife in and playing around. Oh, that will be fun."

"Sure it will," she said. "It will be playing turn-around. "You've been stepping out on me for years, Vince, and don't you lie anymore to me about it.

Now, I want my vengeance."

"Oh, you, know how to put "things," he said, "you really do. Sometimes I wander how I ever was so stupid to marry you."

"I'll overlook half of what you're saying, darling," she said. "Because the adjustment is rather difficult to make. So, honey, I'm not going to make a big fuss about your actions."

"How generous of you, Trudy," Vince smiled smugly.

Finally, they went to bed, and as they lay there, he tried to get her stimulated. Reaching over, he placed his hand on her vagina. Then, he grabbed her hand and pressed it over his penis.

"How about that?" he said, hoping he would get an erection.

"How about what?" she said. "Just a limp cock is all I'm feeling."

"Will you quit saying that?" he told her. "It will get hard in minute."

"I'll time you," she said.

"You probably would," he said.

She turned on the nightstand light, and watched the clock as he attempted to get a hard-on.

"Well, a minute has passed, baby," she said. "I guess if we're going to get any action tonight, you'll have to go down on me."

"I told you I don't like to eat pussy," be told her.

"Well, I've eaten your cock enough times," she complained. "You go down on me."

Even though he didn't care to do it, he went down on it. And she gloated in it.

"Eat that pussy," she said just as demanding her to eat his cock.

"Eat that pussy, eat that pussy, yes, yes, that's what I like. Eat my pussy, stick your tongue in there, stab it in there, love it, that's how it's done, oh, ah, yes, yes, that's the way I like it keep that going, faster, now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yea, eat me eat my pussy."

"The sensations that were flashing through her body now, were bringing her to the brink of climax.

"Oh, Vince," she gasped, "it's beautiful. Oh honey, finish it, that's what, I like, stab your tongue in there. Lick my pussy, oh honey, probe with that big tongue of yours."

The hot tongue sucked inside, licking her vaginal walls eagerly flipping across her clitoris, and then he brought her to the brink.

"Oh, I'm cuming," she cried passionately, "I made it, baby, I made it."

"It was a moment of triumph for her, and she loved it.

"Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's what I like. Oh, baby!"

The tremendous pleasure that she was enjoying now bad brought her there, and she wouldn't stop her pleading.

"Get it out," she told him, "oh yes, yes, get it, baby, eat it!"

The hot delight that she was enjoying now, really got to her.

"Oh baby," she panted, "I like that. Yes, finish me, baby."

Finishing her, he withdrew his tongue. At this point he was so excited, that he could hardly stand it himself.

"Oh baby doll," he said, sliding his tongue out of her slit, "it was a lot of fun."

"You see, Vince baby," she smiled, "it can be such fun if you'd be a little more open."

"I guess I was narrow-minded and didn't want to eat your pussy," he admitted.

"Sure you were, baby," she insisted, "you know how much it means to me."

"I'm sorry," he said, "but I was thinking I couldn't do it."

"Why, baby?" she demanded to know.

"I don't know," he said, "I really don't."

"I'll tell you why, darling," she said. "It's because you've been brought up to believe that men shouldn't eat women, that the male should dominate the female, and the female should go down on the male and satisfy his carnal craving. Well, baby, I've given you plenty of blow jobs, but it's only on holidays or on vacations that I could ever get you to go down on my pussy."

"That's the truth," he admitted. "Only when I was a little stoned would I do you there."

"A woman who keeps herself nice," she explained, "doesn't have to be difficult, you understand?"

"Yes, Trudy," Vince shamefacedly admitted. "I understand at last it was a lot of fun, honey. Forgive me for being such a narrow minded hypocrite."

"That's alright, baby," she said. "Now if you'll just bring Harry Price's penis home to me, then I can have some fun with it."

"Oh, I wish you wouldn't say it like that," he objected.

"Well, why not, honey?" she asked. "Don't you men refer to women as a piece of ass?"

He laughed.

"You sweet witch," be said, "you are trying to ape us all the way down the line."

"No," she said. "I'm just trying to do what you do. You refer to a chick as a cute piece of ass. She's a cute trick. I know how you men talk about women. You congregate in bars to discuss sports and fucks over the booze. Women are just a couple of big breasts and a tight pussy. Really, honey, we are more than that."

"Oh, don't pay any attention to the way guys talk in bars," he told her.

"That's just the way it is."

"No, honey," she said. "I must pay attention to how you men talk. The things that you say at your play have social significance and meaning."

"You're getting so technical," he said, "you're driving me up the wall."

"I love you, honey," she said, as she reached down and began massaging his cock.

"What are you doing that for?" he smiled.

"Walt," she smiled. "You'll see, honey."

He leaned back, and spread his legs for his wife. He was delighted that she wanted to massage his balls and get him hard. She pumped away vigorously, and when she got him as bard as he could be, she dropped her hand.

"Eat it, sweetie," he told her.

"No, I'm going to go to bed, honey," she said, rolling over.

"You damned little cockteaser," he gasped angrily.

"Oh, that's what you've done to me over and• over," she explained. "You get me all built up and then you let me drop like a sack of potatoes. I didn't appreciate it."

"You're impossible," he told her.

"No, I'm not, honey," she said. "I'm just teaching you what life is like. You don't know."

"Oh yes, I do," he said "I know what is now. You are going to make me subservient to your whims. in other words, I can go down then and eat you and when I finish, I can just jerk off myself."