Renee Stevens: Driven Into Swapping

When she said try me, Johnny got the point. He wasn't a hundred percent sure, but he was sure enough to nod.

"Why don't we just go to my bedroom?" she suggested.

She was breathing quickly now, her heart pounding rapidly and her face becoming flushed. She was delighted at the thought of putting something over on her husband. That was half the fun of doing what she was doing. It gave her a sense of triumph, a sense of victory, to think that she might have an affair just as her husband had been having one.

"Ah, are you sure it's alright?" Johnny asked shyly.

She nodded.

"I know it's alright," she said. "That is, if you want me to."

"Oh, I want you to," he said quickly.

"Well then, what's stopping us?" she asked smoothly.

"Nothing," he said eagerly.

She had gotten her point across, and now he was ready and so was she. Going to the bedroom, he lay on the bed.

"Oh, I could never rub you through your shirt," she said quickly.

"Do I have to take it off?" he asked.

"Of course you do," she said. "That is, unless you want me to rub oil on your shirt."

"No," he told her. "I don't want you to do that."

"Well, alright," she said, as she went over to him and helped him unbutton his shirt.

Now he was getting harder and harder. When he got this close to her, he-felt himself stiffening to the point where he wanted to grab her and have sex with her. But he knew better than that. For he calculated that be always could be wrong in his assessment of the situation.

Once he had her going for him in such a manner, he figured things would take care of themselves.

He took off his shirt finally, and tossed it on a chair. Then he flashed his muscles, displaying his massive chest.

"You must eat your Wheaties," she smiled.

"Yeah," he nodded, smiling.

He flashed her a knowing grin as he lay down. She sat on the edge of the bed, and reached over to the night stand, for the bottle of oil. Then she began massaging his thighs.

"Oh, that feels so good," he said.

She let her fingers press down on his spinal cord, and he loved the sensation.

Then she worked her way down to his buttocks.

"I can't rub down here," she said huskily, "unless you unbutton your pants and unfasten your belt."

"Oh, that's alright," be aid, as he reached for his belt and unfastened it.

Then, taking the top button apart, he unzipped his fly.

Now she was really hot for it.

"Oh, you are well developed," she said rubbed farther down his backside.

His muscles rippled, as her fingertips moved over them smoothly with feather-like touch. Then, she pulled his pants down over his buttocks. He enjoyed being exposed like this.

"You don't mind if I rub here, do you?" she asked.

"Feels good when you rub my ass," he said.

Just hearing him mention it so casually excited her. Then, she let her hands knead, massage and grip his asscheeks.

"Oh, keep that up," he told her, "keep it up. Yes, baby, that's the way to do it. Keep it up."

The pleasure that was building, now really got him.

"Oh wow!" he panted. "Does that ever feel good. Keep rubbing me, honey."

Her fingers massaged him good, and then the hand slipped down between the asscheeks and she was rubbing his prostate gland.

"You're giving me a hard-on," he said, point-blank.

"Am I?" she asked innocently.

"Sure you are, baby," he told her. "I can't take too much of that."

"Neither can I," she said, her voice a whisper now.

The pleasure was building every second, as he continued doing his thing.

"Oh wow!" he panted excitedly. "I'm going wild."

"So am I," she told him.

The hands continued massaging down there, and he was more and more excited every moment.

"Oh, feel of me all over!" he said. "Rub back of my balls."

Her fingertips glided smoothly over his testicles.

"You're real big down there, aren't you?" she asked.

"You' bet your ass I am," he told her.

Now she was curious to see what young Johnny looked like. She regretted the fact that she hadn't been a lot wilder as a young girl. The beautiful adventures that she might have had, she never had. She was always afraid she was doing something that she shouldn't when she got involved with the boys sexually.

"Come on, baby," he begged. "That's the way I like it. Oh yes, baby, do me!"

She was vigorously rubbing his buttock cheeks now and he wanted her to continue. Finally, she realized that she should be doing the other side him before he shot his gun on the bed.

"Turn over," she said quietly.

He flipped over, and when he did, she got her first view of his giant sized shaft.

"Oh wow!" she said. "You are a man indeed."

"You bet I am, baby," he told her.

She looked at his huge penis, and for a moment she hesitated.

"Grab it," he told her. "Come on, grab it."

She gripped his proud, penis, and he loved it.

"That's what my girlfriend Cindy does for me all the time," he told her.

"Like this?" she asked curiously.

"That's how Cindy does it," he told her. She pumped up and down and she became more and, more excited, every second.

"Cindy does something else too," he said cagily.

"What does Cindy do?" she 'asked, hoping she could learn some sexual trick that would make her a more accomplished lover.

"I get Cindy to lick my balls," he smiled.

"You do?" she asked in amazement, bordering on disbelief.

"Sure," he told her. "That really turns a guy on. He goes wild when a chick licks his rocks."

"You want me to lick them?" she asked innocently.

"I'd love it," Johnny assured her.

She went down there with her face and began licking at his testicles. Every moment she did so, he became more and more excited.

"Oh, keep that up," be begged her. "Keep that going. Oh, yes, I love that."

The pleasure was mounting every moment.

"Oh, do me," he begged her. "That's what I want. Do me, baby."

Now, he was becoming so hot that he knew that she would have to lick up his cock quickly.

"Wrap your mouth around my cock, baby," he begged.

Her mouth slipped over his penis, and she began doing him vigorously.

Using her hot tongue, she slipped it down the small slit.

"Play with the balls too," he begged her. "Yes, that's what I need."

She was amazed bow instinctively she could do this for him.

"Keep that up," he begged eagerly. "That's what I want. Oh, yes, do it!"

She didn't stop for a moment. Every second, he became more and more intensely excited.

"Oh yes," he panted, "that's what I want. Do it!"

Her mouth flipped over the head of his shaft, and he thrust forward.

"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "yes, yea, that's what I need. Do It!"

The super sensations raced through her body.

Her pleasure increased as Johnny's hands pushed her head down over it farther.

"Gobble it, baby," he begged. "Gobble that."

She was eager to take it, as far as she could.

"Oh wow!" he panted. "Does that ever feel good, honey. Let me slide it down your throat."

Thrusting forward farther, let his' penis slide down her throat. As she felt it sliding farther down, and farther down, she thought she would gag. She pulled off for a moment, and then she went back to letting him do what he wanted to.

"Keep that going," he told her passionately. "That's what I love. Oh, yes, baby, yes!"

Finally, he got his rocks off in her.

"I'm shooting," he told her excitedly. "I'm shooting."

The hot sperm spasmed into her mouth and she gulped.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "it's good to the last drop."

She continued pulling with her mouth until he had unloaded all of his sperm juice.

Finally she slid her mouth off Johnny's cock and looked up at him proudly.