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Even before we were married I thought it would be neat to get Jill into swinging. She was a hot chick, and loved sex, and for someone so young was very inventive and adventuresome. We had actually met through an on-line dating site which also carried ads for couples etc., So we both knew that there were many millions of couples in the world who were into the swinging thing. But we both used the site because neither of us liked drinking, bars, or the kind of person you commonly met there. And in the end we were perfectly matched. Our hang out was the gym, and we played on the track, and we liked to know first hand what was in the food we ate.
Aside from that, I had an active sex life, just not with the kind of girls I would care to live with. Jill’s only experience hadn’t been a good one. She was too young, so was the guy, and all she got out of it was pain. When I was able to show her how much fun sex could be, she thought I was god. This is okay, but I knew I wasn’t , and I wanted to show her there was more to the world than me. Maybe I’m a bit of a pervert, too. At least I’m voyeuristic, and maybe a bit of an exhibitionist, and I have always got a charge out of taking a less than wild sex. Bit of a show-off, I guess.
I guess too, I wanted to show off Jill. She was so lean and fit you couldn’t tell it when she was dressed, but she was kick-butt gorgeous stripped for action. She knew I liked to look at the swinging sites, but I didn’t push. How do you tell the girl you worship that you want her to fuck other men? Even worse that you would like to fuck other girls. You might get your wish, but without number one girl. So I played it cool for a couple years, thinking it would turn into fifty years, which looking at Jill wasn’t really bad. If I found a really hot picture of group sex I might print it up and leave it on her pillow, but I never treated it as anything but a joke.
Running calls for very specific weight training, and our gym work involved some esoteric exercises which set us apart from the grunts that most people associated with the weight room. Our program had piqued the interest of Sam, who was there to stay in shape for cycling in the summer, but had no clue of actually aiming workouts toward a goal. We gradually changed that, and he began reading up on what he should be doing specific to his sport. He didn’t do our kind of workout as a result, but we did get to be friends, and we tried to be in the gym at the same time. We also met Sam’s wife, Judy. Judy was cute, but not dedicated to fitness. Nice lines, but more soft and cuddly than high octane like Jill.
My story begins with Judy having to go away. Her mother was a new widow and was having trouble learning to cope. She had relied too much on Judy’s dad to run her life outside her kitchen, and now Judy was going to have to teach her self-reliance. They hoped it would take only a couple weeks, but Judy was happy that Sam had us to maybe spend some of his time with.
“If you could just see that his socks match, Jill. He just doesn’t see the
importance of things like that. I know he’ll eat and exercise, but he needs a
woman to actually run his life. He’s as helpless as Mom outside her kitchen.”
Jill was talking to us on the way to the airport. Sam was at work and we had
volunteered to drive her so he didn’t have to book off.
“What else can Jill do for Sam? Name it and she’ll be happy to do it.” I gave my
most wicked leer at Judy over my shoulder. Jill poked me in the ribs
“You be careful what you say, Mike. Sam is as perverted as you, and I know he
looks at Jill.” There was a thoughtful pause from the back seat, and I thought
the exchange was over, “But if you want to, Jill, be my guest. Sam would love
it, and it would teach Mike a lesson.”
It should have been a good laugh, but it was more like a nervous giggle. Jill
knew me, but neither of us could tell how serious Judy was, and Judy didn’t
really know if she should have made the proposal. Anyway, we got her away, and
drove home. Nothing more was said. I didn’t want to sound like I was pushing an
idea, and I didn’t know what Jill as thinking. We didn’t see Sam that day, but
he called to thank us, and said he would see us at the gym tomorrow night...The
only mention of it came after some very nice sex and we were sleepily cuddling.
“I wonder what Sam is doing,” said Jill.
“Probably wishing he was with you,” I answered. “Wouldn’t you like Judy to know
He’s being well cared for?’
“Not that, you maniac. She’s only been gone a day. His tongue can’t be hanging
out yet”
“You’re cooking for him day after tomorrow. I bet by then it will be. He’s a
healthy young boy.” I massaged her right breast with my tongue.
Jill squeezed my face into her breast, “You just be careful what you wish for,
bucko. I’m not sure Judy was fooling about taking care of him, you know.”
“Well, if she was, the joke would be on her, wouldn’t it?” and I nipped a nipple
and turned over to let her mull her thoughts.
The workout next day was normal enough. Our weights were heavy, so we had to time our rests between sets and we had time to talk and watch each other pump iron. I was used to noticing how Sam watched Jill, because he really appreciated how nice a body she had. He was crazy about Judy, but hard muscles have a special pull. But I thought that now Jill was looking at him in a different way. Couldn’t be sure, and I told myself to quit dreaming. Sam was coming to dinner next day, but as it happened we hadn’t eaten yet, and he talked of fast food, which we just couldn’t allow, so he ended up back home with us.
While Jill fired up the steamer, Sam showered and put on some old sweats of mine. Then we showered while dinner cooked itself. I put on sweats to, and Jill pulled on a big flannelette pullover nightie that came right to the floor and she felt secure and warm in. I guess we would have been a pretty motley crew around the table to a stranger. But we were at home, the food was good, and we even had some wine. We weren’t teetotallers, we just didn’t like making it part of our lives. Jill was funny about a man in her kitchen, so Sam and I were chased out while she loaded the dishwasher. We had a basketball game on by the time she joined us, and she had to sit between us on the sectional if she wanted to watch.
It was a nice arrangement. The game was dull, or we were all thinking of
something else, because the TV became background noise as we talked and sipped
the last of the wine. Jill had leaned her back against me so she didn’t have to
watch the screen, and her feet were gathered under her. This was okay until her
foot cramped and she had to straightened her legs. Then Sam seized the
opportunity to grab her feet and massage them. After the shock of being touched
by Sam, Jill relaxed and enjoyed the attention of me rubbing her neck and
temples and Sam working on her feet and ankles.
“Ummm, you guys are good,” Jill said dreamily after a few minutes of this,
“You sure know how to take care of a girl.”
“This isn’t right,” I said, “Judy asked you to take care of Sam, not the other
way around.”
“Did she?’ joked Sam, “Isn’t she an angel? Did you say you would, Jill?”
Jill fidgeted, trying for an answer that wouldn’t sound like a put down. “What
are your needs, Sam?’
Sam shrugged, “Oh nothing special,,,,Nothing that Judy wouldn’t do for me.”
I laughed, “Is there anything Judy wouldn’t do for you?”
Sam grimaced wryly, “Weeeelll, no.” and lifted Jill’s foot to bite her toes.
Jill could only giggle, “You guys, you watch yourself. Your both playing with
fire. Besides, I might be like stale potatoes after Judy.”
Jill had raised her arms over her head to grasp my ears, and I thought, what the
heck, lets have some fun. I reached down and pulled Jill’s cavernous nightie
over her face, exposing her breasts to Sam. It was over my face too, but by the
time Jill pushed it back down I was rewarded with a frank look of awe on Sam’s
face
“Wow, Jill, do you ever have a body! Why don’t you wear spandex? You’re cheating
the world of being a happier place.”
If Jill was upset with me, she forgot it under the barrage of admiration from
Sam. She had only managed to get the hem back to her knees, and her calves
crossed and writhed in her pleased embarrassment.
“The sort of body that shouldn’t be hidden?” I teased.
“Exactly the kind of body that should not be hidden, “ Sam said soberly, then
with a sly smile, “At least not from me.”
Jill met his gaze, her tongue nervously playing between her lips. She felt me
slowly drawing up her hem again, and made no move to stop me until most of her
thighs were exposed, then she started and gasped, “Mike, I forgot. I never put
panties on.”
I sucked in breath, “Oooh, Sam, you really got flashed, didn’t you?”
Sam grinned, “Yes, thank you both, I sure did. But only once?”
I nuzzled Jill’s ear, “Judy did ask you to take car of Sam for her. We seem to
have found one of his needs.”
Jill turned her face to look at me, and I smiled at her, gave her a little kiss. She smiled nervously, and kissed me again, only deeper, and made no resistance as I drew her nighty up over breasts again. When we broke, she let me lift it over her head and she sat naked between us. Sam’s hands hadn’t got higher than her knees, but his eyes were hungry as he stared at her body. Jill soaked it up for a minute, then pointed out that she was the only naked one. With guilty starts we both jumped up and quickly peeled off. Sam was a bit bashful about his boner, and tried to get back to his seat quickly, but Jill playfully pulled him back to his feet and held both his hands while she looked him over thoroughly.
“Now we’re on a level playing field, “ she said at length. “nice legs,”
“Nice tummy, “said Sam.
“Yours is really ripped, very nice.”
“Gorgeous tits, can I call them tits?”
“Very, very nice penis. Can I call him a cock?”
“May I touch them?”
“May I touch him?”
They stood like this exploring each others’ bodies for minutes, while I watched
fascinated. I didn’t want to rush things at all, but at the same time I didn’t
want the moment to be lost. I finally cleared my throat, “It might be
appropriate if you kissed.”
Sam was eager to comply, but Jill looked levelly at me, “Right now we’re just
two good friends looking at each other’s bods. If we kiss, it could be construed
as intention to carry it further”
I grinned, “Just so there is no misunderstanding then, before you kiss him, you
should ask Sam if he would like to fuck you.”
“Would you like to fuck me, Sam?”
Sam was suddenly bashful with the question, and could only nod..”You may kiss
your conquest. What Mike hath joined together, let only a cum split asunder.”
They kissed then, but only for a minute, then Jill pulled Sam back to the couch
and me. She was very excited, as was Sam, but she wanted to include me. She took
time to kiss me, then turned her full attention to Sam, grinding her body into
his, kissing up and down his body as he did the same to her. They were both
panting by now, and Jill’s eyes were glazed. At one point Jill put his cock in
her mouth and Sam could only smile over at me. Then Jill suddenly decided she
need to fuck. She had decided that the way she wanted it was sitting on my lap,
spread out over my legs, as if I were presenting her cunt to Sam. It was very
symbolic, but not really workable. So she knelt in front of me, took my cock in
her mouth, and presented her bum to Sam. Then, before he could move into
position, she changed her mind, and grabbed Sam to run down the hall with him.
“Sorry, Mike, I wanted you to be part of it, but I want this first time to be perfect, and I want to see Sam when his cock goes in me. Are you okay with just watching? Just be close enough to touch.” She had sprawled on our bed, her legs spread wide, arms and legs reaching for Sam imploringly.
Sam looked at me with his eyebrows raised, and I nodded emphatically. Then he didn’t look at me again. He kneeled between Jill’s legs, rubbing her thighs, hips, bush, tummy and breasts, territory he had covered before, but this time with more meaning. Jill looked only at his cock, straight as an arrow instead of curved up like mine. I am longer, but Sam has thickness on me, at least at the base, and I was hungry to see how Jill liked it. Sam lay on Jill and they kissed, long and gently, then he raised his pelvis to make room for her hands and their eyes locked as she guided him in and he slowly pushed into her. They still held each other’s eyes as they lay quietly feeling each other. A twitch would elicit a jump. I could see Jill”s tummy working as she squeezed Sam’s cock, and Sam’s ass would contract as he made his cock jump inside her.
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