The one thing Laurel loved was to cuddle up with me in bed with my latest girly mag and either I or she read a story from it to the other. I particularly liked this mag because there were pictures that were meant to be from the stories, showing sexy ladies and girls in sex acts with men. After a story Laurel and I would make love together. I noticed that there were three main types of that got her fired up. The first was when there were two girls together, especially if they were being spied upon. The second was when the girl was taken roughly by two men and the third was when the girl was taken by a big cock, and she got even more fired up if the cock was not only big but also black.
Each magazine had five stories in them and the last two nights, before the new mag came out, either I or Laurel would make up our own stories. At twenty-four Laurel had slept with four men before we met, and she was well aware that I had slept with a few more girls than she had men. I think both of us wanted to try swinging but was afraid to suggest it for fear of upsetting the other.
One weekend we had decided on a picnic and set off in the car to the rock as we called it. It was a plateau that had three large rocks on it. It was quite a steep climb with three main routes worn up it. The first was a longer but easier route, the second harder but shorter route and finally the hard route that was almost straight up one side. I had been up the rock many times and taken many girlfriends up there. Laurel had been several times and we always took the second route.
It was a pretty hot day, and we were glad when we finally made it to the top. I spread a blanket in the shade and Laurel started to unpack the picnic stuff. After we had eaten Laurel stripped down to her bikini that she had worn below her jeans and blouse and moved a blanket into the sun. It was far to tempting and I joined her and was soon stroking her tits and between her legs. I had rarely ever seen anyone else on the rock and didn’t expect to see anyone else there that day, so I removed Laurels costume and made long slow love to her.
Later as the sun was too hot for me, I moved back into the shade and Laurel followed me and we lay in the hot air, naked on our blankets. I was dozing, when I heard voices getting close to us. Laurels first instincts was to cover up, but I put a hand on her to prevent her from moving. The voices were from a man and a woman that were just a little older than us when they came into view. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw us lying there naked.
We could hear them whispering to each other. Then the man approached us and asked if we minded covering up so that his wife could pass us. The path to get to the peak on the highest rock went straight past where we were. I reached over and grabbed the two towels that we took with us and laid one over my cock and the other over Laurels pussy. The man thanked us and returned to his wife. They then approached to take the path.
When they got to about ten feet from us Laurel grabbed my towel and yanked it away and off me. The woman couldn’t do anything other than look at my naked seven inches of cock. She gasped and shuffled past. I grabbed Laurel’s towel and did the same to her allowing the man a good view of Laurels pussy. I could see the man staring at Laurel’s pussy and tits. At this time Laurel had her pubic hair trimmed into a heart shape. Since our wedding she had gone through phases where she was void of pubic hair, then there was the landing strip, a full bush and now this heart shape. I’m sure the man took extra time to pass. As they started to climb the rock, we could hear them talking. Laurel started to make up one of her stories where the man rushed to her and ravaged her while I took his wife from behind while I watched the man on top of my wife.
In no time at all, as Laurel described the action in great detail, my cock sprung to life. As she told the story she started to stroke my now hard cock. It wasn’t long before it was too much and I rolled Laurel onto her back and had her legs over my shoulders as I slammed in and out of her pussy. We were so engrossed that we had failed to hear or see that the couple was descending the rock. By the time we did they were just a short distance away and sat on one of the smaller rocks watching us making love.
I felt Laurel start to tremble, something that she does when she has her biggest orgasms. Then her moaning got louder just before she went rigid. I knew she was coming really hard, and it started my cum rolling. Within seconds I was coming deep in my wife’s pussy as the couple sat watching. I stay buried in Laurel’s pussy as long as I could, expecting the couple to now pass us as we lay still. They didn’t they remained seated watching us. Eventually I rolled off Laurel giving the couple a clear view of Laurels used pussy with cum trickling from it, and my now limp sticky cock.
When they did eventually come down, they passed us and went and sat some fifty yards away against one of the other rocks. I could see them kissing and the man stroking the woman’s tits. Unfortunately, she stopped him when he reached to stroke her pussy through her shorts. I was hoping for a bit of quid pro quo and see him shag her, but it wasn’t to be. It was some twenty or so minutes later that the sun went behind a cloud and a cold wind blew.
Laurel and I decided that it was time to get dressed and we both stood as we gathered up our clothes and started dressing. I could see the man’s eyes were almost out on stalks as he glared at Laurel as she dressed. The woman was looking straight at me as I covered my cock in my boxers and then put my shorts on over the top.
At this point the two of them got up and started the long walk back down the rock. We were some fifteen minutes behind them by the time we were dressed and cleared up any of our mess and picnic. When we got down and to the carpark their car was parked a short distance from ours. The car was rocking, and the windows steamed up, as the pair made love. Laurel and I giggled that we had caused that.
Later that evening when we were in bed Laurel was more randy than usual and after sucking my cock, she rode me, which was something she sometimes did when she was particularly aroused. Afterwards she started to make up another story. It resembled what had happened earlier that day only the man was bigger than the real man and when he saw her naked, after I pulled her towel away, he dropped his trousers to reveal a bigger cock than mine. Then he was on Laurel and pushing his long thick cock into her pussy. Laurel expressed how good it felt and that she had several small orgasms before she had an earth-shattering orgasm. I asked, “What about me?” Well, you fucked his wife of course was her reply.
This was the right time and I asked if it was just a fantasy or did she really want a swap. Laurel took several moments to think before she replied that she thought that she would like to at least try it once. Laurel asked how I felt about that, and I told her that I felt the same way. Laurel asked how we could go about finding another couple. I told her that when I bought my girly mag there was swingers mags and I would pick one up when I bought my usual mag. We were soon making passionate love again.
It was a great sense of excitement and also trepidation as we opened the swingers magazine. On page one there was a picture in an advert of a black guy with a huge black knob. I heard Laurel gasp as she saw it. I felt happier when I noticed that he lived over three hundred miles away. We started to look through the ads for ones in a reasonable travel distance. We circled three with highlighter as we went trough the adverts. Laurel wanted to go back through all three and read them carefully before we did anything else.
Laurel like the look and the wording of the first advert. I didn’t as the woman looked skinny and far from pretty. I wasn’t about to do a swap with someone fucking my wife while I was stuck with someone I really didn’t fancy. I told Laurel and she agreed that we both had to like the looks of the other couple. The next advert sounded more like the man was pushing his wife into it. The last advert Laurel didn’t like the man. We were back to stage one. It was a month before the next swingers magazine was due out. We agreed to wait for the next copy.
There was more excitement than trepidation when we opened the second magazine. This time we found nine couples in our locality. We again went through them reading them carefully. We found three much closer to what we wanted. I cut the three out so that we could compare them. Two were married couples and the third was just a couple. I really liked the looks of the woman in the couple. She was just my type and not dissimilar to Laurel which surprised Laurel a bit as she thought I might like to try something different. She said that she also liked the look of the couple and the fact that their advert seemed quite genuine.
Laurel told me to contact them, which I did. Nearly a month later we met them at a pub about halfway between our homes. Diane was even better in the flesh than in her photograph. Her tits also looked bigger than in the photo. Laurel also seemed impressed with Dan. They seemed nice and quite open about their swinging and told us that they had swapped nearly a dozen times and all but two had been good fun. They were easy to talk to and both were quite tactile in that hands would touch ours as we sat chatting. Before this meeting we had agreed that tonight was just a meet and anything more would happen on another occasion.
Somehow as the evening wore on, I felt more and more excited at the prospect of fucking Diane. Near the end of the evening, first Diane and then Dan went off to the toilets. I quickly talked to Laurel about them, and we both agreed that we wanted to go ahead with a swap. I assumed that as agreed it would be another time. I finished my beer and then followed Dan to the toilets. He was just leaving as I entered the toilets. Dan said that he was looking forward to shagging my wife. I told him the feeling was mutual.
When I returned to my wife, she was stood holding Dan’s hand. Diane took hold of my hand. Dan asked how did we want to do this. He asked swap in different rooms in either their or our house or a swap where we went to different houses. To be honest I hadn’t given a though to where we would swap let alone whether it would happen in the same room or separate rooms. Laurel answered for both of us saying that she wanted to be in the same room and didn’t mind if it was their or our house. Because of my job I pushed for it to be at their house.
The next thing was we were walking towards our cars. Laurel was still holding Dan’s hand and I was still holding Diane’s hand. It suddenly occurred to me that it was really going to happen tonight, and not some time in the future. Then I was driving and following Dan’s car. As I drove Diane had her hand on my trousers stroking my hard cock through the material. The fifteen-minute drive was agony and seemed to go on forever. Eventually we pulled up on their drive.
Indoors Diane took our coats while Dan poured us drinks. Then we were sat on two large sofas Dan and Laurel on one and myself and Diane on the other. In no time at all Dan was kissing Laurel. I sat watching fascinated at seeing her kiss someone else. Then his hands were on Laurel’s tits. I just couldn’t take my eyes off them. Diane tried to break the spell by unzipping my trousers and fishing out my cock that was still rock hard. Then it was deeply embedded in her mouth as I watched Dan move my wife to almost lying on the sofa and went down between her legs.
I knew he was in the right place by the squeals and groans escaping Laurel’s lips. I needed to eat Diane’s pussy but I also needed to watch what was happening with Laurel. The best I could do was to get her on the floor and get into the sixty-nine position, with me on top and Diane’s arse raised by a pillow. I could see Laurel looking at me as I ate Diane’s pussy and watched what was happening with her. I could see her eyes glazing over, a good sign that she wasn’t far from an orgasm. Then she let go with a load groan and a gush of her juices flooding from her pussy. That caught Dan off guard as his moth was filled and his face smothered with pussy juices.
Dan soon composed himself and stood and wiped his face as he removed all his clothes and then helped Laurel out of hers. I’m not sure she was fully aware of what was happening as she was still coming down from her orgasm. Laurel definitely knew what happened next as Dan climbed between her legs and stuffed his thick cock into her pussy. Laurel squealed then groaned as Dan pushed his cock fully home. I felt jealousy but even more excitement watching Laurel getting her married pussy fucked. It was her first fresh cock since we married some five years back.
It was also time that I did more than just suck Diane’s pussy and climbed off her and started to strip off. Diane was following my lead. Then I turned Diane around so that I could still watch Laurel as I fucked Diane. Both Diane and Laurel were now moaning, and it almost seemed that they were competing at who could moan the loudest and longest. Laurel climax came first, closely followed by Dan. Diane was next and then me.
There was an awkward moment when Dan climbed off Laurel, and I climbed off Diane, and we looked at each other and our fucked wives. Dan broke the ice, “That’s some missus you have there. She one great fuck.” I told him that his missus was also the full package. Then Dan went to a cabinet and offered everyone drinks. I had sat back up on the sofa and Diane had joined me and was holding my now limp cock. I could see Laurel looking at Diane’s hand holding my cock. She looked at me and smiled.
Dan handed around the drinks and then sat back on the sofa with Laurel. His hand instantly dropped between her legs and nestled in her pussy. Laurel reciprocated his action and her hand wrapped around Dan’s cock. Diane having finished her drink dropped to her knees and started to suck on my cock again. My cock was nowhere near ready to perform again yet and Diane decided that she was wasting her time and crawled across to Dan and Laurel.
I was expecting Diane to take Dan’s cock and suck that, but instead she pushed Dan’s hand away and dived straight into Laurel’s pussy. I could hear Lauren moaning as Diane lapped away at her pussy. Then Diane was pulling Laurel off the sofa and onto the floor. Then they were in the sixty-nine position. I had never seen Laurel with another girl and although she got excited by stories about girls together I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would see her licking another woman’s pussy, but here she was doing it. She was doing a good job to, as Diane was moaning and groaning and had stopped licking Laurel back. Then Diane was shaking and coming.
As the two women rolled away from each other I noticed that both I and Dan were sporting erections. Dan got to Laurel first and pulled her up onto her knees in the doggy position. Then he was slamming his cock back into my wife’s pussy. I joined them and forced my cock into Laurel’s mouth. Even with a cock in her mouth Laurel was still able to make muffled moans as I leant over and fingered her pussy. I think what we had watched was too exciting for Dan as he came quicker than expected. As he moved away, I took his place in my wife’s pussy.
Laurel’s pussy was wet and loose from Dan’s fucking and cum. That just spurred me on to see that Laurel got a good hard shagging. I had her groaning and coming in no time. Dan was now stuffing his limp cock in Laurel’s mouth. Even as she came, I continued to fuck her for several more minutes before I came in her. Dan was ready for more and he continued Laurels hard fucking as I sat again with Diane watching my wife getting a good shagging.
Diane wanted some more attention and dragged me from the room and upstairs. It was some time before she had me hard again. As soon as I was, Diane demanded that she be taken doggy style as Laurel had been. I was more than happy to oblige. I had intended to take us home that night, but I must have fallen asleep. Next morning Diane dragged me into the shower where we made love again.
When we finally got downstairs, Dan and Laurel was nowhere to be seen. Diane dragged me back upstairs where we found Dan on top of Laurel giving her another good seeing to in the spare room. Laurel was groaning her appreciation. I watched as Dan finally gave a few hard thrust and the emptied his balls again in my wife’s pussy. When Dan rolled off Laurel, she saw Diane and me. She smiled and said good morning. I told her it sure was. Laurel climbed from the bed and ran to the toilet holding a hand over her pussy that was leaking cum. When Laurel returned, she dressed, and we were ready to go home.
I kissed Diane and Dan kissed Laurel. Then Dan and I shook hands and agreed that we should do it again some time. On the first part of the way home Laurel was quiet. Then suddenly she wanted to talk. “Did we really do that?” she asked. I assured her we had. Then she opened up to me saying that she had loved every minute of it. Then she added that she had a wish list and last night she had fulfilled two of her biggest wishes. I asked what they were and what other wishes did she have.
It was no surprise when she told me that she wanted two men at the same time and given a hard fucking. She told me that Dan and I had fulfilled that a treat. She then said that she had always wanted to try some pussy, but never thought that she would have the bottle to go through with it. I asked, “So two down. What other wishes does my princess have?” Laurel told me that she had often fantasized about being taken by a big black cock and a gang bang with four men. I was asked was I one of the four men. Laurel told me that I could be if I wanted.
That was the start of our swinging lifestyle. In the next four years Laurel and I ticked off our wish lists one by one. Then Laurel wanted children and it all came to an end. Our kids are now in their teens. Laurel and I still read stories to each other, and we often reminisce about our past activities. I have asked if she would like to resume seeing others, but Laurel tells me that she has fulfilled all she wanted to and she just wants to be with me now. I can still hope that she changes her mind.
