I Helped Them Become Swingers
written by:
Jillbaby

I HELPED THEM BECOME SWINGERS

Copyright - ©2012 - by Jillbaby

These events happened when I was with my former boyfriend Brian. When I first met him, I had just lost my job in the finance sector. Crazy as it sounded to me at the time, he had suggested that I could be a model in the adult market and was using his contacts in the photography industry to get me an audition with a top agency - not an easy thing to do. The best agencies were flooded with applications from young women and they rarely need new faces anyway.

I was very unsure about doing work like that despite my strong sexuality, so Brian set about changing my mind. I have many stories to tell of my erotic adventures with him.

Brian was twenty-seven then and I was twenty-two. He was single and handsome in a conventional way; short neat fair hair and a broad masculine face. His blue eyes radiated charm; yet I noticed how they could suddenly darken with a hint of menace. He stood just over six feet and kept his slim body in shape with regular gym workouts.

My sex life with him was certainly great. During the four months we were together, I learned a great deal about swinging sex as he involved me in his fantasies. He particularly enjoyed sharing me with others. I know that this is popular only as a fantasy for many men, but for Brian it was for real.

At the time, although experienced sexually, I wasn't particularly keen on the idea but somehow he made it happen and I learned to enjoy multiple partners. I will admit that my high sex drive encouraged me to participate in the things he thought up for me - the sex games and group sex.

The particular event in this story happened towards the end of our relationship. What makes it stick in my memory is not so much the sex, for it was a fairly common example of two couples swapping partners. It's because it was my first insight into how a couple who had previously been happy with just each other for many years, could make the decision to involve another couple.

I remember that the woman's name was Pam but I've forgotten the man's; so let's call him Tony. Now into the story.

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"Shall I mix some more drinks...?" Tony asked.

Brian and I were visiting his friends Tony and Pam. The two men had become acquainted through Brian's work as a film and video processor and editor. We had just finished dinner on the patio and Pam and I were clearing the table.

Brian quickly agreed to Tony's drinks suggestion and I frowned at him. The cocktails that Tony mixed were powerful and we had gone through a lot of wine with the meal.

"Don't worry..." Brian said to me, "we're staying the night after all...so nobody's driving."

"Let's stay out here...it's a lovely evening," Pam suggested and we nodded agreement.

It didn't take long for Pam and me to load the dishwasher and we joined the men outside.

It was my first visit to their home although I had met them a couple of times previously. They were in their early thirties and had been married for ten years but had no children. Brian had told me that they had a normal marriage and didn't share his exotic sexual tastes, although he mentioned that they liked to listen to the accounts of his exploits. I could just imagine him describing them with his blue eyes gleaming.

Tony's looks were nothing special - average height and build with short brown hair and a pleasant smile. The first time we met his brown eyes examined me carefully as we shook hands. I thought I spotted a predatory interest and I assumed that Brian confided in him about the sexual learning path he had been leading me along.

Nevertheless, I have to say that he had never shown any hints of sexual interest in me and seemed happily married to Pam. On the other hand, I felt that Pam's eyes were always appraising me - again not in a sign of sexual attraction but in a woman-to-woman analysis. I wondered if she was envious when Brian described our sexual activities.

At just five feet five inches tall, she was pretty rather than beautiful. She kept her short brown hair very well shaped to frame a pale oval face and twinkling brown eyes. Her outstanding feature, I thought, was a perfectly curved ass and whenever we had met, she had displayed it nicely in a tight skirt or well-fitting slacks.

I had often felt that she was putting on a bit of a show as she swung it invitingly when moving around and I had noticed Brian's eyes following her. That evening she was wearing a short white tube dress that nicely showed of her slender figure and small bust. Of course, the curves of her tight buttocks were on full view.

We all settled down again, got to work on Tony's potent mix and soon were exchanging intoxicated banter. The drunker we got the more we laughed. Then Tony proposed a toast,

"Here's to us," and we laughed and clinked glasses.

"And to sex that gets better..." Pam added, giving me what I thought was a strange look.

Then Brian got into the act, raised his glass, and called,

"To fantasies."

We cheered, "Yeah! Fantasies!"

Pam asked Brian in a teasing tone,

"Does Jill fulfill your fantasies?"

That made me even more certain that Brian had been confiding in them about our sex life.

"Of course she does ..." Brian replied, smiling at me.

He looked challengingly at Tony,

"What about you...does Pam fulfill all your fantasies?"

Taken by surprise, Tony hesitated,

"Well...do I?" Pam prompted.

He turned to her,

"Of course you do," and they kissed.

But Brian wasn't finished; he winked at me and I recognized the dangerous glint he gets in his eyes when he's up to something.

"But I asked, does she fulfill all of your fantasies," he probed.

I sensed tension between Tony and him.

With his tongue no doubt loosened by the alcohol, Tony mumbled,

"Well...well maybe not all..."

Pam looked surprised,

"So...what fantasies do you have that I don't fulfill?"

I laughed, expecting that everyone would laugh with me, but found them silent.

"Come on, Tony... Tell her," Brian chided, his perfect teeth flashing wolfishly. "Pam deserves to know and so do we all."

When Tony remained silent, looking as if he wished he had kept his mouth shut, Pam lightly punched his arm,

"Yes, Tony please tell us. We all want to know."

She leaned back in her chair, waiting, and he looked away.

"Well," he started uncomfortably; "there are fantasies, and then there are fantasies..." he trailed to a halt.

Pam surprised me by speaking in a commanding way that I had never heard from her before,

"Oh, bullshit," she said drunkenly, "spit it out you wuss...what's the matter? You keeping secrets from me?"

"No, no," Tony said, defensively, "It's just that... you know, there are fantasies that you want to do, and there are... you know...ideas that are; well, arousing, that get you excited...but that you don't think of actually doing, right?"

He was struggling and I began to feel sorry for him.

"Like what?" his wife asked

"Yeah, Tony," Brian added, clearly enjoying himself, "like what?"

I formed the opinion that Brian knew what the fantasies were and was enjoying forcing Tony to admit to them to his wife. Then Tony came back at his questioners,

"All right. But first, do you all agree there are things that get you hot but that you would probably never do, yes? So... surely we all have fantasies that we haven't done..."

Brian and I nodded supportively although I was sure that he didn't mean it.

"Fine, so if you want to know mine, everyone has to tell one...okay?"

I felt an urge to support him,

"I think he's right," I chimed in, coming to his rescue, "it's only fair."

Brian smiled at me, pleased with himself,

"Yes...fair enough, but everyone should tell two fantasies," he said, raising his glass.

"One that they've done, and one that they haven't."

The tension seemed to evaporate and Pam and I laughed, although a little hysterically. Tony got to his feet and as if using it as an excuse to recover, announced that he would mix some more cocktail. When he came back and refilled our glasses, we started debating who should go first.

Pam suddenly blurted out, "I sucked Tony's dick on the train!

Brian and I laughed in mock shock, and he reached over the table to high-five Pam.

"You go, girl!"

She laughed and continued,

"We had talked about doing something in public... the idea has always made me hot, you know? Someone seeing us... getting caught... We talked about it often during sex. So one night we had gone into the city centre. We always take the train in because we always enjoy a few drinks when we're there and we don't like to drive after that.

So, we were near the back of the carriage, and we were pretty loaded. The compartment was almost empty except for a few other people further up."

"C'mon, spill the beans...what did you do?" Brian enquired,

"What do you want, a graphic description?" Pam laughed. "I leaned down into his lap, pulled his dick out and sucked it...until he came in my mouth." She grinned.

"True story," Tony added. "It was incredible. I didn't tell her, but there was cum on her chin as we left the train. I think the conductor saw it!"

"No way!" Pam exclaimed, slapping his arm. "Why didn't you say something?

"I thought you might not do it again if I told you."

Everyone laughed.

"What about you, Tony?" Brian asked.

"OK," Tony started. He glanced at Pam,

"Similar to that one, I had a public thing. I wanted Pam to dress in a sexy outfit and go out with me, to dinner and a club. We only did it once, but she wore this really low-cut blouse, a short skirt, and stiletto heels, right? And no underwear

She was nervous at first, but she relaxed, and got into it in the taxi when I felt her up under her skirt. By the time we got to the club, she was flashing her pussy at men and really enjoying it. You should have seen the way the men were craning their necks to see her pussy."

Tony took a drink. "Man, we fucked like animals that night, we were so hot. We talked about it for weeks!"

I was amazed to realize that I was pretty unimpressed. Compared to what Brian had been involving me in this was small beer. It seemed that the two had an almost saccharine marriage after all.

However tonight, Tony and Pam seemed to be very uninhibited under Brian's clever prompting.

"Go on Tony...do you have any more?" He asked.

He seemed to have forgotten about the requirement of telling only one achieved fantasy. Brian was looking happy and I began to wonder nervously what I should tell them when it was my turn.

Tony went on,

"For ages I wanted to cum on her face but didn't dare because Pam wasn't keen."

Pam blushed a little and looked into her drink.

"But, she fulfils my fantasy all the time now,"

"Nice," Brian smirked. "Do you like it Pam?"

"Not so much the first time," she smiled, "but now it's fine ..." she admitted.

Tony nodded enthusiastically,

"She started to enjoy it after the second time, as long as it doesn't get in her eyes... she really gets into it now... mouth open, tongue out, telling me how much she wants it as I squirt my cum all over her face."

The married couple sat back contentedly.

"What about you Jill..." Tony asked. "You've been very quiet."

"Yes go on Jill... tell them about one of your fantasies we've fulfilled," Brian urged.

My face colored and my mind went blank as I panicked in front of these two virtual strangers.

"Tell them about that kissing game with my two pals and me," Brian said.

My face went scarlet at the memory of my first multi-partner fuck while Tony and Pam smiled expectantly. My head was beginning to spin with all the drink and the sexy conversation.

"Well...well..." I started, looking down at the ground.

In a quiet flat voice, I started to tell them about the fuck with Brian and his friends. As I spoke the memory came flooding back and I found myself reliving it.

"Two of Brian's friends Bob and Gary had been staying overnight with us at my flat. Inevitably, we had a lot to drink and sat chatting. They were bragging to each other about what good kissers they were. For some reason the stupid idea came up that I should be blindfolded and declare which of the unknown kissers was the best. I would identify the winner from the order in which they kissed me.

As men can do, they became wrapped up in the game and its rules and to stop me identifying them by touch I had my hands tied as well."

I paused in the narrative,

"I have to admit," I murmured to Pam and Tony, "by that time I was really turned on by the bondage aspect of the game with three fit young men.

I looked up to meet Pam's eyes and she nodded understandingly. I continued with my story, explaining that I was able to identify Brian's technique right away.

"Brian was third and I knew it was him. He likes to stiffen his tongue and roll it round mine in a certain way. I decided that the diplomatic thing to do was to select him, and I was all set to declare number three the winner

But while we were still kissing, he started to run his hands over my aroused nipples and breasts. I tried to pull away but breaking from the kiss, he eased me back onto the sofa and pushed my hands, which were tied in front of me, over my head. I had become really horny from the heavy kissing and my pussy was very wet. So although I protested, I didn't put up much of a resistance.

‘Hold these,' he had ordered, and another pair of hands gripped my wrists. At the same time, someone held my ankles.

‘Brian, what on earth...? ' I shouted, but broke off in surprise as he pushed up my dress until the thin material was bunched around my neck. I now lay there blindfolded; my breasts bare and my thong and fishnet stockings on full display."

I told the listeners that I remember shouting at Brian, not to be so stupid. But In response, he had bent forward and whispered in my ear that I would enjoy it and it was all part of widening my experience in readiness for a possible career in the porn trade.

I looked straight at Tony and Pam as I confessed that I gave in at that point for a mixture of reasons - my affection for Brian, and my own lust. I didn't explain that the horny slut in me that Brian was set on awakening had welcomed the situation. I had fantasized for years about being fucked by several men at a time, and knew it was going to happen. Brian put his arm around me encouragingly as I continued with my story.

"So this is my fulfilled fantasy," I told them, as I noticed a distinct bulge in Tony's tennis shorts.

"My dress was pushed up over my head and tangled round my bound wrists. There was a pause while they no doubt gazed at my body - naked except for a small black thong which was pulled up tight into my crack and the black fishnets and stilettos. I felt my thong being tugged down and over my shoes.

When six hands began to play with my body I trembled and quivered, as every sexual nerve end in my body was activated. Just as my mind took in the suckling and tweaking of my nipples, a stab of pleasure would hit me from my clit or the fingers reaming my pussy."

When I told them that at that time it was the longest and most arousing session of foreplay that I had ever enjoyed, I saw Pam's eyes widen and her hand went to a breast.

"I writhed in ecstasy as ripple after ripple of sexual pleasure washed over me. Then, just as my clit became ready to explode, they laid me down on the thick black pile rug that Brian and I often fuck on."

I felt Brian's arm squeeze me affectionately at my words.

"My hands were fastened to the legs of an armchair, and there I was; flat on my back and my hands bound above my head. Brian decided to keep the blindfold on so that I would get more excitement from wondering who was doing what to me," I chuckled and playfully nudged him in the ribs.

I was no longer nervous and began to take a pride in how impressed Tony and Pam appeared to be. Not only that, but the recall was making me very turned on and my clit was fully erect.

"Someone knelt between my legs and hoisted them over his shoulders, and I felt a big cock push into my wet slit."

I explained how Brian had said that he really loved me and that he knew that I would enjoy it.

Brian interrupted,

"Well you did enjoy it...didn't you?"

I smiled and continued,

"Brian's pals had been hesitating but he kept telling them that I loved this kind of thing and that they should get stuck in. I heard the rustle of clothes as they stripped off. Having decided to go along with it, I was now desperately horny and Brian proceeded to give me a good fucking."

I smiled at Tony,

"Brian must have been very worked up by the kinky situation and even with all the alcohol he had consumed he came very quickly...didn't you?" I said, nudging him. He just grinned unconcernedly.

"After that it was just a gangbang," I told them.

"When Brian rolled off me, he muttered,

‘Okay, Gary you're next'."

I stopped telling my story for a moment as I tried to sum up the experience.

"Honestly Pam...I can't describe how much I enjoyed the repeated fucking. Instead of being left high and dry after Brian, I had another cock in me, and another awaiting its turn. It was so wonderful and I kept floating on a series of mini-orgasms. Every time a cock pushed against the roof of my pussy, a shock of sheer pleasure ran through me..."

I broke off again, suddenly feeling embarrassed. I decided to sum up quickly

"Well folks, all I can say is that it was one of my fantasies well and truly achieved."

"And now she has a real taste for it..." Brian interjected with a broad grin.

I blushed and slapped his arm.

There was silence as Pam and Tony absorbed my story. Eventually, as if to lighten the mood, Pam sat up straight, slapped her hands dramatically on the table and turned to Brian,

"OK, Brian, now what about you?"

But Brian wouldn't let them off that lightly. In his masterful fashion he ignored her request and stared at Tony,

"You said that Pam fulfils most of your fantasies... that means there are some she hasn't fulfilled. You're supposed to tell us one of those."

Tony stared back at his friend, drained his glass and said,

"All right, all right..."

He took a deep breath,

"I would love to have a threesome...with Pam and another woman."

In the pause that followed, I checked Pam's reaction. I thought she looked a bit annoyed.

"Oh, really?" Pam replied, sarcastically, "With me and another woman?"

"Yes. Absolutely "I guess you'd like some lesbian action, too?"

"Sure...It goes without saying."

"That's your unfulfilled fantasy?"

Tony looked uneasy under her interrogation as she stared at him.

"And you never told me this before?"

"Well...no...I thought that you..." and he stopped.

Pam seemed to think for a moment and it occurred to me she felt insulted by her husband wanting to share her with another woman.

"Actually," Pam stated firmly, "that's my fantasy, too."

When Tony looked delighted and started to speak, she hushed him.

"But with two guys, of course."

It was so unexpected that Brian and I burst into laughter encouraged by the expression of shock on poor Tony's face.

"Really...really?" He gasped, "With two guys? Does that include me?"

It was clear that she had gained the upper hand.

"Oh, definitely, of course, you'd be one of them, just like I'd be in your fantasy."

"How come you never said anything before?" He asked.

"Why? Were you going to bring home a friend for me?" she grinned.

Brian and I waited for Tony to react. I could see a grin of triumph on Brian's face and it dawned on me that he had been angling for this all along. At that time, I had never been with a woman and wondered if this was all about involving me in my first girl/girl and him getting to fuck Pam.

Pam, said to me,

"What about you Jill, do you have an unfulfilled fantasy for a threesome with another woman and a man?"

"Well not...not really..." I muttered.

But Brian cut in with, "Of course she does..."

Pam glared at him,

"Well there's no need to ask you Brian...you have already done every fucking permutation that there is."

Tony and I laughed, knowing that she was probably right. Pam was really on a roll and, sounding very tipsy, she continued,

"OK, so it's settled then," she laughed. "We all want it! Let's get started!"

She was joking of course and everybody laughed with her, but it sounded rather forced and faded away too quickly. In quick succession I had mental images of me with Brian and Tony and then with Tony and Pam. I shivered.

The fired-up Pam would not be stopped,

"What about you Brian?" She called challengingly. "Would you be my second man? Or are you, like Tony, thinking about me as a second woman?"

"Both!" Brian joked, and we collapsed in hysterical drunken laughter.

It gradually subsided but when I looked at Pam, there was something smoldering behind her eyes. For the first time I noticed that her short dress had slipped a long way up her thighs. I could see her white panties and knew that Brian could too. I didn't think that Tony, from where he sat, was aware of her blatant display.

She made no attempt to push down her dress. I had wondered about the relationship between Brian and these two friends of his. I knew that he liked to fuck anything that moved and it seemed unlikely that he hadn't been interested in Pam, even though she was a friend.

I tried to imagine how she must have felt as he bragged about his latest sexual exploit to her and Tony. What I was beginning to suspect was that maybe she had the hots for him.

As things calmed down, Brian began to talk about what motivates people to try swinging,

"What stopped you two from ever trying out your threesome fantasies?" He asked.

There was a short silence.

"Well, we're married," Tony managed. "We're faithful."

"Yeah, but it wouldn't be cheating," Brian countered, "Cheating is when one person has sex with someone outside the marriage, without their partner's consent. Both your fantasies are about involving a third party with each other... right? Not sneaking behind their backs. Not one partner getting fucked and the other getting nothing...right?"

I smiled to myself at how persuasive Brian could be with his bullshit - as I knew from experience.

I tried to think about his version of a happy marriage but frankly was too high on alcohol and sexy thoughts to concentrate. I assumed Pam and Tony were in the same condition. We were in no shape to think logically.

So we sat back and listened as he talked about what would be a wild sexual experience, making it sound as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Of course, he hadn't yet suggested that his theory should be put into practice by us - but the implication was clear.

His voice seemed to possess hypnotic qualities as he went on.

"How do you find the third person in your fantasy? Where do you start looking? Would you pick a stranger? Do you go to a bar or a club in another city and pick someone from the crowd? Surely not."

I almost spoiled his spell by laughing, because that was exactly what Brian liked to do, especially when I was involved. Fortunately, I suppressed it and he went on with his pitch.

"Or do you go for someone you know... that you're sure of and that you know you can trust, and just hope it's not too weird?"

He put his glass down, and sat back. I looked at Pam; there was a definite glint in her eye. Then I received a shock; I had been so busy looking at Brian and Pam that I had ignored Tony. I realized that he was staring at my long legs on display as I lounged back in the soft recliner. He had been very subdued and I was surprised that he was letting Pam do most of the talking.

Maybe his quandary was that he wanted to fuck another woman but didn't fancy sharing Pam with a man.

Pam cut to the chase,

"You mean like the four of us... right? You're suggesting that we have threesomes among ourselves?"

Brian smiled,

"We each love our partner, and I love you guys; we're best friends. Yes, I'm suggesting that we are the solutions to you and Tony's threesome fantasies. Don't forget it was you two who brought it up," he grinned.

There was silence, stretching to a minute, maybe. Then it was the new Pam again - so different from the quiet unobtrusive woman I had known previously.

"All right, so we vote," Pam declared, waving her glass in the air.

"I think everyone's for it," Tony interrupted, staring at me hopefully.

Brian put his arm around me and gave me his most charming smile,

"Are you okay with it, Jill? Come on...I know that you'll enjoy it..."

His last words were very familiar; he seemed to use them every time he was persuading me to try something new. The thing is - he had been right so far. I knew that I really had no choice, but in any case, I was ready. My bra-less nipples were hurting as they strained against my dress and my pussy was creaming madly.

However, I felt that I should say something and spoke up for the first time,

"Which of the fantasies are we voting on - boy/ girl/ girl or boy/ boy/ girl?"

There was a brief silence broken by the exuberant Pam,

"Fuck it...let's do both!" She yelled. "The first thing we'll need to do is be able to be naked in front of each other."

And with that, she reached behind her and drew down the zipper on her dress.

As Tony gaped with his mouth open at the uncharacteristic behavior of his wife, Pam wriggled out of her dress. She stood proudly in her white bra and panties for an instant and then whipped off her bra.

Her breasts were on the small side and slightly droopy with small tight areolas and hard pink nipples. She looked at me, turned and wiggled her neat ass,

"Come on Jill...get ‘em off ...you want to be a porn model, so this is no big deal."

I noted a hint of sarcasm in her voice and felt sure that she had become envious of me as she listened to Brian talking about our escapades and the job he hoped to get for me.

Not being one to back down from a challenge, I got to my feet and started to undress. Tony jumped up eagerly,

"Yes, everyone get ‘em off, and let's see if this is going to work."

Brian gave a lazy satisfied grin and started to take his clothes off. I couldn't help admiring how he had manipulated the situation. I felt uncomfortable out in the night air, and when I suggested that we go indoors there were no objections.

Soon, standing in the lounge, we were all naked.

"Oooh, Brian... nice cock," Pam cooed.

Brian had the biggest cock that I had encountered at that time, although I was to sample larger ones in later years. His balls were always shaved clean which made his cock look even bigger. It was semi-hard as was Tony's slightly smaller one.

I noticed Pam staring at my completely shaved pussy that was in sharp contrast to her unruly brown bush.

As I swayed woozily from the alcohol it occurred to me that Pam and I had probably drunk more than the men, for it didn't seem to have affected their dicks so far.

No doubt wanting to get in the act and perhaps put out by his wife admiring Brian's cock, Tony made some admiring comments about my breasts and pussy. By that stage in my relationship with Brian, I had been through enough sexual situations to feel unembarrassed by what was going on and I smiled at Tony in thanks.

Clearly still in charge, but in his usual quiet, underplayed way Brian announced,

"Remember, if anyone gets uncomfortable, or nervous or jittery; just say so and we go no further... okay?"

Everybody nodded; but just as a slight awkwardness began to develop, he continued,

"Let's get warmed up..."

He led me to one of the sofas in the spacious lounge. We sat down and he began to kiss me and stroke my body soothingly. Even as I responded, I couldn't help wondering how Pam was feeling and looked across at where she and Tony were cuddling on the facing sofa.

From the short distance, I could tell that her breathing was a little short and shallow and there was an intensity in her eyes that could light a fire. She seemed more intent on watching what Brian was doing to me than paying attention to Tony as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing and nuzzling her neck and ear. It seemed that she hadn't been joking about her fantasy with two men.

She spread her legs wide apart and I realized she was giving Brian a good inviting view of her pussy. I could make out thick puffy lips peeking out through the damp-looking pubes. Tony grabbed her breast and squeezed her nipples. Fully hard now, they were long and perfectly formed, like pencil erasers. We could see his hard cock swaying before she wrapped her hand around it.

Meanwhile Brian was getting into action. He reached between my legs and used two fingers to open me up as if to show off my always-abundant flow of wetness. Of course, some of my juices trickled out and I saw Tony staring.

As if to distract him from my pussy, Pam knelt on the sofa to the side of Tony and took his erect cock into her mouth. From the look of bliss on his face, he was enjoying it.

I welcomed the opportunity to observe another woman giving head. Fortunately, her short hair didn't obscure the view as I watched her licking the length from the base to the tip where her tongue swirled around the head.

Brian had noticed me watching the other couple and as if not wanting to spoil my view, he knelt between my legs and started on my very aroused pussy. Needless to say, Brian was damned good and at that time, I hadn't enjoyed a better pussy-licker.

My fingers clawed into the sofa as he sucked softly, taking my lips into his mouth, tasting my fluids as they flowed over his lips. He released them and began to softly kiss around my opening, nibbling at the lips that guarded it. He was driving me crazy, and I was being forced to close my eyes despite wanting to watch Pam in action.

Forming his tongue into a hard little post, Brian probed my opening between my wet lips and began to enter me. Ever so slowly, his tongue pushed in lapping at the soft walls as it reached deeper. When it was in as deeply as he could get it, he wiggled it around and I felt my body tremble all over.

He began to move his tongue in and out, slowly withdrawing it until just its tip remained, and then sliding it back in again. His mouth formed a perfect circle around my opening as the tongue moved at a faster and faster pace. I began to shake uncontrollably.

This man was so good at what he was doing. I felt myself racing towards an orgasm but assumed that Brian would stop to keep me bubbling for the other two. But when he flicked my clit with just the right pressure, my head fell back, eyes squeezed tight, and I exploded into the first orgasm of the evening.

I screamed time and time again and my body convulsed as waves of pleasure washed over me and he continued his sucking and licking on my twitching clit.

As I started to recover, I dimly heard Tony mutter,

"Fuck yeah, that was hot..."

I presumed that he was impressed by the noise I had made and it occurred to me that Brian had probably bragged to them about the screaming he could draw from me and wanted to demonstrate it.

Brian wiped his mouth and sat beside me to watch Pam suck Tony's dick. I realized that I didn't want her to make him cum - I wanted him to be saved for me. God, I marveled, Brian really was turning me into a shameless sexual slut.

As we watched Tony's shaft bulging in Pam's cheek she looked across at Brian and let her tongue tease the cockhead while maintaining eye contact. I was sure that she was showing off for him. In her kneeling position, the profile of her curvaceous ass was shown to advantage.

My hand caressed Brian's hard-on as Pam's head bobbed; Tony's shaft kept disappearing into her mouth only to emerge glistening with saliva.

It was clear that we had all passed Pam's test to prove that we could have sex in front of each other, and I was wondering who would make the crucial move to break into the swapping mode.

From the wild way that she was behaving, it didn't surprise me that it was Pam.

She stopped sucking Tony, let his dick slip free from her mouth with a sloppy popping sound, and mounted his cock with her back to him. Staring wildly at us she rode Tony for a few moments and then stood and walked across to us. I thought I detected a slight stagger.

She looked me challengingly in the eye,

"Let's switch," she said.

Startled, I stood and she clambered onto the sofa, her hand going for Brian's big swaying erection as if her life depended on it.

I watched her small mouth open to reveal her wet pink tongue and her lips wrapped around my boyfriend's swollen cockhead. Within seconds, she was bouncing her head again, and I watched her cheek bulge as she took in his cock. I thought I should be jealous, but I wasn't. Of course, I was well accustomed to sharing Brian in our group activities.

However, I think that was the moment when, perhaps subconsciously, I decided I wasn't in love with him. I was eventually to realize that for me, sharing is just for fun with a like-minded partner and can't be part of a marriage or a truly loving relationship.

Despite my recent orgasm, the voyeur in me started my pussy flooding as I watched Pam give head. I was at that time, becoming quite good at deep throating and I took a bitchy delight in seeing that Pam couldn't do it. Whenever Brian tried to pull her head further down on his cock, she gagged and spluttered; her face red with effort.

Then Tony appeared behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. Wordlessly he drew me into a slightly frantic kiss and with his hands on my ass, shuffled me towards the other sofa. When we sat down, I was aware that he was nervous. Out of the blue, I felt confident as I realized that I was more sexually experienced than him. I wanted to be fully aroused again before he fucked me and decided to encourage him,

Spreading my legs, I pointed to my pussy,

"Well..." I said, "What are you waiting for? It's not going to lick itself..."

He needed no additional encouragement, and dropped to his knees in front of me. I could feel his hands trembling as he pushed my thighs apart and I waited for my second pussy licking of the evening.

Then his tongue was roughly probing between my inner lips searching for the place where I hoped he would put his cock. He was a bit hesitant and unsure and I spread my legs further apart and pressed up with my hips to allow him full access as his stubble tickled my skin.

At last, the pointed tip of his tongue pushed between the outer lips and thrust in. I sighed, as my pussy ring contracted around the warm wet intruder, holding it, feeling it tease the soft inner folds.

I felt a new flood of fluids as he probed with one moist fingertip to try to find the sensitive shaft of my now erect clit. He wasn't very good at it and I moaned and forced my pussy harder against his mouth. Tony responded by withdrawing his tongue and pushing two fingers into my slit. It felt good, but I was getting desperate for a cock inside me.

I opened my eyes to see Brian's head buried in Pam's crotch as she moaned and clutched his head. I could just make out her drunken mutterings,

"Fuck, yeah, get that fucking tongue in there...lick my pussy... fuck... oh...that's it...right there...oh fuck yeah."

Brian was obviously giving her more pleasure than she had received from her husband. Once again, I was amazed at the change that had come over her since she had let her inhibitions loose.

I was ready for Tony now and gripped his head to draw him away from my pussy. In his kneeling position, he was at the right height to fuck me where I sat - a position I enjoy.

Tony's eyes were glowing with desire as I lay back on the sofa and threw my legs over his shoulders. He ran his lips from my throat, over my breasts and stomach and my thighs opened wider to welcome him to the hot wetness of my pussy. A fingertip brushed over my clit and a new trickle of my moisture flowed freely.

Despite my gnawing need, Tony continued his eager investigation of my body, and I could feel his hard cock pressing hotly against my leg. Reaching for my breasts he squeezed and massaged them, making me gasp and causing my nipples to peak.

"So responsive," he murmured, as though talking to himself.

As I have mentioned before, a first time fuck with a new lover is always highly erotic and I was quivering with anticipation. I glanced across to see Brian mounting Pam as she spread her legs invitingly. When I heard Pam make an almost sobbing sound I looked over to see Brian's ass bobbing up and down as he fucked her hard and fast.

I reached down to pull Tony's hand away from my pussy,

"I want to feel you in me...I want to feel your big cock stretching me," I murmured encouragingly.

Then as though to make up for lost time, he thrust forward urgently and his firm shaft entered me in a single fluid movement. I gave a gasp as my pussy stretched to accommodate him and he filled me.

As he buried himself to the hilt inside my hot welcoming cunt, he straightened his arms, and looked down at me triumphantly. I wondered if this really was the first time he had been unfaithful to Pam. He certainly seemed to be enjoying it very much.

As I lay impaled, he teasingly gyrated his hips without withdrawing, making me moan from a blend of frustration and exquisite pleasure. Agonizingly slowly, he started to pull away from me and my inner muscles clenched around him in protest. Withdrawing until just his head was inside, he then slammed down with such force that it almost knocked the air from my lungs.

This man was better than I had expected.

Again, he slowly moved his hips back before pounding into me with a grunt. Then he started a fast piston movement and a joyous cry was wrenched from me as his balls slapped against my ass with each thrust. He had moved from teasing arousal to animalistic excitement.

But his teasing wasn't yet over. After a few moments, he pulled out again. I could feel the moisture seeping out of my pussy and I moaned in protest. I wondered if he was trying to impress me with his technique, but he was beginning to irritate me.

Reaching for his head, I gripped his hair,

"Come on big boy, fuck me...fuck me hard. Give it to me...fuck me senseless you teasing bastard," I whispered.

With a throaty moan, Tony slipped his wet cock back into me and matched my desperate hip thrusts, stroke for stroke. He gripped my hips and drew me into him, seeming to go deeper and harder with each one as if annoyed at my protest.

"Oh my God... I cried out, as he impaled me again and again.

Our sweat-slickened bodies slid together as my pussy clenched around his thick flesh and the musky scent of sex filled my nostrils. My head thrashed wildly from side to side and my long red nails raked uncaringly across his scalp as he relentlessly pounded me. So deep were his thrusts that I seemed to feel him in the pit of my belly.

"Is this what you wanted...is this what you like?" He mumbled breathlessly. "Stroke yourself Jill... touch my cock," he demanded.

The quiet Tony was turning into a tiger.

I slid my hand down and my fingers found my clit. As I stroked around it, he looked down to where we were coupled.

"That looks so good... so damn good," he said appreciatively.

"Play with yourself while I fuck you."

My hand wandered lower still until I could feel his wet length as he continued to move in and out of me. I circled his cock with a thumb and finger and squeezed gently, and then moved down to his swaying balls.

The palm of my hand was coated with the sticky wetness of my juices and on a sudden impulse, I decided to gain some control. I eased out my hand coated with my juices and held it up for him. With a groan of appreciation, he halted his action and licked it clean before sucking my fingers into his mouth, one at a time.

"You taste so fucking good Jill," he whispered hoarsely.

I slid my hand back down and resisting the demands of my clit, gently massaged his balls in their tight sac while he continued to slide in and out of me steadily. My concentration was disturbed, but for only a second, as Pam's piercing orgasmic scream made me jump. Well, I thought, she had enjoyed her fuck with two men at last.

I knew that Tony was close and I wanted to cum with him in me. My fingers danced wildly around my clit as his cock pounded me. With a bit of luck I managed to climb to a peak of pleasure just as I felt him cum.

With a final thrust, he unloaded stream after stream of hot cum into me. I felt it coat my walls and I could feel his cock pulsate and twitch as it emptied. That finished me off nicely and I screamed with intense pleasure as I writhed in the twin orgasmic sensations from my pussy and clit.

My pussy clenched and unclenched, milking him of every last drop. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavily but not as much as Tony. Sucking in great gulps of air he flopped forward to rest his head on my breasts, his softening length still embedded deeply inside me.

I heard gentle applause and opened my eyes to see the smiling Pam and Brian who had finished before us. From the way that she was eagerly stroking his still-erect slick cock, it looked as if she was keen for a second round.

While our post-orgasm euphoria faded, Tony padded off to make some more drinks. Well the atmosphere was certainly a lot more intimate than it had been before and we drank and chatted for a while, unconcerned about our nakedness of course.

Eventually, Brian made a suggestion,

"Why don't you girls let Tony have you both at the same time and give him a little show now...he'll never get a better chance of his fantasy. That's if you're both game of course..." he added teasingly.

Pam and I looked at each other questioningly.

Brian went on,

"So you're both chicken then, eh? Are you afraid of a bit of pussy?"

I saw Pam's eyes flash at the gibe,

"I'm game if you are..." she told me.

"Go on Jill..." Brian urged, leading Pam across to sit beside Tony with me on his other side.

I sensed immediately that Pam saw herself in competition with me and wanted to prove herself to her husband. I fully understood.

She planted her moist red lips over Tony's mouth and slithered her tongue into it, letting him suck on it greedily. He put an arm around me and cuddled me against his hairy chest.

Pam moved to nuzzle her nose in his pubic hair, breathing in the musky aroma of his crotch. She nibbled at the insides of his legs and licked her way down the insides of his thigh. As Tony fondled my breasts, I ran my nails lightly over his chest, leaving little white furrows.

We both watched Tony's cock rise from his curly-haired crotch and thicken as if by magic.

"This cock seems to get bigger each time we fuck," Pam teased as she lowered her head to it and licked her tongue across its velvety head.

She sucked the head of Tony's cock into her mouth and began sliding his length in inch by inch. Watching Pam work sent a charge through my pussy. It almost felt as if it was my lips doing holding his shaft.

"That's it, suck it!" Tony urged when she was about halfway down his cock.

"Mmmm," Pam sighed. She now had most of Tony's cock in her mouth, and she caved in her cheeks and locked her lips around his shaft. Pam gurgled and began sliding her warm, wet lips up and down in long, even strokes.

"Oh, yes, that's it! That's what I like!" Tony groaned happily.

He pulled my face up to his own and kissed me warmly. I forgot about Pam and relaxed in his arms giving myself up to the experience. I sucked greedily at his tongue and felt his hand moving down my shoulder to my breast.

"Ooh!" I heard myself sigh with delight as Tony's hand closed over one of my nipples.

I pressed closer to him as he drilled his tongue rapidly in and out of my mouth, while alternately stroking first one breast and then the other. Then while still enjoying Pam's mouth on his cock he began to suck my breasts.

He nuzzled his face between them, licked the valley between the firm orbs and then sucked at my flesh as he kissed and licked his way up the side of a breast until he came to my nipple. Flicking out his tongue, he darted it around the raised nub and I quivered with pleasure, reveling in the wonderful sensation.

Obviously enjoying the pleasure of having two women, Tony grasped a breast with one hand and pressed as much of it into his mouth as he could. With his mouth filled, he flicked his tongue down over my nipple and squeezed it against the roof of his mouth. I arched my back at the intense sensations and felt my clit begin to swell again. I panted as I enjoyed the sensations surging from my nipple down to my pussy.

"I love your firm breasts, Jill," Tony gasped, pulling his lips away from my nipple. "I could suck them all day long,"

"That's okay with me... as long as you don't forget that mine need sucking too," Pam interjected, crawling up to Tony. "Now mine want some treatment."

I groaned as I felt Tony's mouth leave my wet nipple, chilled after the heat of his mouth. I watched Pam sigh contentedly as she felt him suck her nipple between his lips and nip at it with his teeth.

"I don't know about you, Jill, but I think Tony's getting the best part of this deal," Pam remarked, pulling her pert breast from his sucking mouth and getting to her knees. "I think it's time we got some satisfaction too, don't you?"

She looked across invitingly at the watching Brian. But Tony saw his opportunity to see some girl/girl,

"Good idea...why don't you give Jill some fun."

That took Pam by surprise and it was obvious that wasn't what she was after. She paused, but in her determined mood took a deep breath and slid down in front of me. It was all so companionable and yet surreal. My previous experiences had involved only men.

"Okay Jill...?" she asked and before I could answer, Pam pushed my thighs apart and settled her face between my legs. I felt her hands rub lightly along the swollen lips of my pussy. My brain tried to take in the fact that a woman was actually touching me there - but it felt so good that I wasn't complaining.

I could feel my juices seeping from my slit as she rubbed my lips and squeezed them together. Although I had given my pussy a light wash after Tony had fucked me, I knew that some of his semen would be mingled with the moisture that was flowing from me. From what they had told me, the taste of her husband's cum shouldn't bother her, I thought.

Then I felt warmness as she enclosed her mouth around my pussy lips.

"Mmmm," Pam murmured, lifting her head briefly. "What a sweet-tasting pussy you've got, Jill. It tastes so good I could eat it all day long."

I was sure that she was acting in bravado for her husband's benefit because her face had screwed up a little at my taste. She lapped the tip of her tongue from the bottom of my slit slowly upwards. My hips twitched and Pam repeated the teasing maneuver. Again, my hips moved with her tongue. I couldn't control myself. I was trying to hump Pam's tongue.

"I think she likes it Pam," Tony said, "Does it feel good, Jill? Do you like having Pam eat your pussy?"

"Oh, yes..." I gasped.

Pam began licking me in earnest, pressing her lips against it and kissing it eagerly, making me grind myself against her face. I felt her tongue slip between the folds of my slit and begin fucking in and out of my pussy. Grasping her head with both hands, I arched my hips upward to get more of her drilling tongue into me. I was very suspicious that she might have done this before - she seemed so relaxed about it.

I felt an orgasm welling up deep inside me and began twisting and rubbing my pussy wantonly against Pam's face. But just then she pulled her face from between my thighs, it was smeared with my juices and she had a broad smile.

I was left panting, trying to get myself back under control. I was breathing heavily and my breasts rose and fell rapidly.

Tony looked delighted as he stroked his erection,

"Come on, your turn, Jill," he smiled.

Pam pulled me down with her onto the thick carpet and maneuvered us into the 69 position with me on my back and my head between her legs. She made no attempt to lower her head to me.

"I want to feel what it's like with a woman doing it," she muttered thickly.

Nervously I slid my hands over her pussy and spread the thick lips of her labia to expose her erect clit. Rubbing one finger along her slit, I collected some of her juices and massaged them over the tight gland. She moaned with pleasure and it felt strange to know exactly what she was feeling. At least this was something I was good at - although only having done it to myself until now.

"Now I want you to kiss my pussy," Pam said.

I stared at Pam's slit, my mind reeling. I was wary of putting my mouth over Pam's inviting pussy. I felt that I should suck and lick her as well as she had licked me, but it seemed so wrong.

Her pussy-lips were covered with moisture and glistened invitingly. Tentatively, I raised my head, brushed the tip of my tongue across her clit and tasted her acrid flavor, seemingly sharper than my own.

Pam squirmed and I pressed my tongue more firmly against the small bud. Going by instinct, I sucked it into my mouth as I continued pulling on her lips. She moaned and groaned with pleasure,

"That's perfect," she mumbled and pushed her vulva harder into my face. "Just don't stop...eat my pussy...I love it!"

I licked up and down the length of Pam's slit, the taste of her beginning to excite me. Imagining someone doing it to me, I lapped at her swollen lips and sucked each one into my mouth while she humped my face.

"Oh, God, that feels good!" Pam moaned, "But now I want more than just your mouth on my pussy. I want a cock in me too!"

From the corner of my eye, I recognized Brian's legs as he came to join us. Of course, I should have known that he wouldn't have cum when shagging Pam the first time; he liked to keep going. He knelt outside Pam's legs and I looked up to see the underside of his big balls and the projecting shaft of his stiff cock. He put his hands on her hips and raised her to a level with his cock, taking her cunt away from my mouth.

"Why don't you guide it in for me, Jill?" Brian asked.

I reached up, gasped his hard prick and pulled down on the resisting, flexible shaft to lodge the head against Pam's slick entrance. I let go and watched as he drilled the entire length of his cock into Pam's pussy with one decisive thrust. It was an amazingly erotic sight and without thinking, I reached for my clit.

"Oh, fuck, yes." Pam sighed, "Fuck me ...fuck me good."

Brian began slamming his cock in and out of Pam's pussy and she squealed in response. As I stroked my clit, I had the added pleasure of watching Brian's cock sloughing in and out of her dripping slit. It let me realize what my pussy looked like while being fucked as Pam's slippery lips stretched and clung to Brian's cock on every stroke. Every time he slammed forward into her, his tight sac slapped wetly against her clit just inches above my face.

Unable to resist, I was able, by raising my head a little, to reach Brian's balls with my tongue so I teased and licked the shaved skin. When he moaned, I pressed up from my elbows, opened my mouth wider, and slowly sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I bathed it and let it slide from between my lips before sucking in the other one.

"Oh, yes," Brian groaned, driving his hard cock deeper into Pam's cunt.

Becoming daring, I moved my mouth from Brian's balls and placed the tip of my tongue against Pam's dripping pussy. Sticking my tongue straight out, I held it still to let Brian's thick cock glide over it each time he withdrew it from her gash.

"Oh, fuck me ...fuck me ...fuck me," Pam cried, "I'm going to cum... Oh, God, I'm going to..."

The final word was lost as Pam's climax swept over her. Her orgasm seemed to go through her endlessly and I could see her legs trembling as the shocks rippled through her. Then she flopped forward limply onto my thighs.

"Oh, was that good," Pam sighed contentedly when she had recovered enough to speak again. "That was one of the best fucks I think I've had."

She crawled away and I noticed that Brian hadn't cum yet. His cock was still hard and pre-cum dripped steadily from the tip. I was sure that he would be on Viagra as he often was.

"It's your turn, sweetheart," he told me as Pam watched eagerly.

"Go on give her one," she encouraged.

His shaft glistened with Pam's juices as he crouched over me and I gasped as his cock drove into me. His prick felt so good inside me I could hardly think straight. I humped my hips up at him, ensuring his cock fully penetrated me.

"Fuck me, Brian, fuck me," I heard myself muttering, unconsciously copying Pam's vocal lovemaking. The voyeurism of the evening had really gotten to me and I certainly was enjoying myself.

I pressed my breasts together offering them to Brian's mouth. As he sucked and bit my nipples, I ground my pussy and clit into him as his cock speared into me. With my hand on my clit, I managed to get off to another fierce climax before he came into me with a hot surge of thick cum.

When his cock slipped out, he sat down and I sprawled on the carpet, totally fucked-out. I watched as Pam and Tony kissed and held each other. Well, they both had achieved their fantasies, I mused. I couldn't help wondering how it would affect them and hoped that it wouldn't affect their marriage.

That just about wound it up for the evening. We were pretty shattered as the alcohol wore off and we all had an early night. When Brian and I drove back to my flat the following morning I think that was the moment when, perhaps subconsciously, I decided I wasn't in love with him although I liked him a hell of a lot.

I was eventually to realize that for me, sharing is just for fun with a like-minded partner and can't be part of a marriage or a truly loving relationship. We're all different and that's just my thing, although I most certainly don't criticize others who feel differently. That's mainly why, since my divorce, I've chosen to remain single for the time being.

Brian and I parted amicably about a month after that, just before I started my modeling work, and I never met the couple again. However, he and I kept in touch for quite a while afterwards.

When I enquired about the couple, he said that they had become involved with a group of swingers he knew, and that Pam was very popular with both the men and women. I was glad for her. Looking back, I often think with pleasure that I played a part in their "conversion" and I hope that everything continues to work out for them.

BY JILLBABY