Renee Stevens: Driven Into Swapping

"I'm sure my wife will approve of that," he said.

"You've got a wonderful wife," she said, "to be that broadminded. Some of the wives are stupid jealous."

"We have our own lifestyle," he told her, "and swapping fits into our lifestyle perfectly."

When he got home that evening he told his wife that on Friday night they would have their little swap session.

"How marvelous," she said. "I can hardly wait. What does Allan look like?"

He didn't know and he had to tell her that he had only contacted Jan.

"Have you been having sex with her long?" she asked quietly.

"No," he lied, "I never fucked her once. I just looked at her with a mind to getting together for both of us. I figured you deserve a little fun too."

"Now you're talking," she said, "what's good for the goose is good for the gander."

"Right on," he smiled.

He was happy and so was she. Even if it was an arrangement others could never understand, it made no difference to them. They were living for each other and that was what mattered.

Friday evening came and Jan and her supposed husband appeared. Allan was a smooth skinned Mexican man, and Jan was much more attractive than she had counted on.

"Trudy," he introduced her, "meet Jan. and her husband Allan."

"Pleased to meet you," Allan smiled, as he flashed a knowing grin.

"And I'm pleased to meet you," she assured him.

It didn't take long for the couples to start to drinking, and on the third round of drinks, Trudy suggested, "We rally shouldn't be wearing all of these clothes. It's so uncomfortable."

"That's what I always say," Jan said. "Around the house Allan and I parade nude most of 'the time."

"Well then you have no children," she said, "so I guess you can get by with it".

"And I don't want any children," Allan said. "I just want to play around."

"He's quite a playmate," Jan chuckled. "We're happy together. It's our own arrangement."

"Would you like to take your clothes off now?" Allan said looking at Trudy hotly.

"I guess I might as well," she said, "as long as everyone else is going to follow suit and strip."

"I'm game," her husband Vince smiled.

Trudy began stripping. And as she did so, Allan started undressing. She looked at him as he removed his shirt, exposing his broad shoulders and chest.

"You've got a neat body," she told him. "I do a lot of swimming," he said. When she had pulled off her bra and let, her large bosoms be exposed to his view, he licked his lips.

"I take it that means you like them," Trudy grinned.

"That was a very sharp deduction," Vines said sarcastically.

She knew that Vince was becoming a little annoyed at what a handsome stud she had gotten in the deal. She was delighted and felt confident that he never would have agreed if he had seen what a good looking man Allan was. He was a vain man himself, and didn't care too much for competition.

"Vince honey," she said, "maybe you should take up swimming."

"Yeah," he said, "I'm sorry if my shape doesn't please you, wife."

"Oh," she said, "you have a marvelous body. It just needs a little exercise now and then."

"I do my jogging," he reminded her.

"Yes," she said, "after a holiday dinner you jog around the block. But honey, it takes more than that to get the body in shape."

"That's true," Allan said, as he pulled off his pants, revealing good calves and thigh development.

"I can see that you have marvelous legs," Trudy said.

He glanced over to her panties, and her crotch was moistening. That excited him.

"If you don't mind my saying so, Mrs. Roberts," he said, "you've got a beautiful body. I can see it with my x-ray vision."

Now she was eager for action. And so was he.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "let's have some fun."

"The pleasure was mounting every minute. And the two of them were getting hotter and hotter for action.

"Oh baby," he told her," you look good enough to eat."

At this point, Jan thought it best that they break up. She could see that Vince was getting jealous, and she worried about getting her money out of the deal.

"Vince, lover," she said, pulling him by the penis, "let's go to your bedroom."

"We'll take the guest bedroom, love," Trudy smiled, as she did the same thing, reaching for Allan's cock. The two women pulled their lovers by their cocks to the bedrooms. Then, Trudy told him, "Honey," she smiled, 'I give a marvelous massage. I believe in using the fingertips to press on the nerves."

"You've got a lot of nerve," he laughed, "with your husband in the next room you're not afraid to fuck with me."

"Well, your wife is fucking with my husband," she reminded him. He knew he didn't dare let on what the truth was about his relationship to Jan and the fact that he was a hired stud man.

"That's right," he said. "I got so caned away with your gorgeous body, baby, I forgot all about the deal."

"Oh, you mustn't forget those things," she told him.

He was becoming more and more excited every moment.

"You know, baby," he told her, "we can really make sweet music together. I like women who want to love every thing on me."

"I love everything on you, sweetheart," she said. "Just lie on your stomach and let me give you one of my super massages."

"It sounds great," he agreed.

Stretching out on the bed, he watched her as she poured oil into her hands and began massaging his back. Her hands wandered down quickly to his buttocks. She kneaded them, and massaged them vigorously.

"Oh, does that ever feel good," he told her. "I really dig that."

The pleasure was building in momentum every second now.

"Oh wow!" he panted. "Keep doing that, honey. That's the way I like it. Let your hand slip down between the crack in my ass. Keep that up."

Trudy kept her hand action going on his asscheeks. He loved it. Then, she nimbly massaged some of the oil into her breasts. Bending over, she brushed her breasts lightly over his ass.

"Oh wow!" he panted. "Does that ever feel sensational."

The pleasure was, mounting every moment, and he could hardly stand it at this point.

"Come on, baby," he said, "do me."

He loved the feel of her breasts brushing down there, and then her tongue started sweeping over his asscheeks.

"Oh keep that up, Trudy," Allan told her. "That's what I like. Come on, Trudy."

Trudy enjoyed him as be was so enthusiastic over her lovemaking. Little did she realize the power of the money that her husband was paying was involved with this enthusiasm. If she had known that it was not a spontaneous reaction, she wouldn't have gotten quite as excited. However, what began as an act turned into the real thing. For he was getting kicks like he had never gotten before.

"Oh, keep that up," he told her. "That's what I need."

The pleasure was mounting every moment, and he thought he would flip out of his mind.

"Oh yes," he sighed excitedly, "I love that. Run your hands over my body."

She let her hands sweep oven his back, and reached down to his thighs as her tongue licked his asscheeks. Then he knew he had to flip over and slip to her.

"Now, baby," he panted, "now. Give it to me."

He flipped over and she made a grab for his shaft. Squeezing, she moved down over it. As she did so, he gripped her head and guided it into her.

"Oh wow!" Allan panted, as he stabbed his cock into Trudy's mouth.

"Keep that up," he insisted. "Come on, baby, do me!"

The sensations that he was enjoying now were truly incredible.

"Oh, ah, yes baby, yes baby, that's the way I want it. Do it!"

He loved it, swinging his ass this way and that, and she had to reach out and grip his asscheeks and hold him in place as be was wiggling about the bed too much. It was a little difficult as her hands were slippery with the oil.