Note: In part one of this true story (although the names have been changed), called "Friendly Swap." I told you about the night I had when my buddy and I swapped girlfriends. I think it's about time you heard the other half of the tale, Ray's night with my girlfriend Terry. I'd like you to hear it from Terry's mouth though. They did some things in bed that Terry and I never did. Let's just say it changed a few things. Here's how:
It's not that sex with Dave was boring. He's really a great lover. But we've been together for a while and, you know, sex can become a routine.
I spoke to Anna Nicole, and she felt the same way about her boyfriend Ray, who was Dave's best friend and roommate. Their sex was good, but had become a bit uninspiring.
It's too bad that sex can't stay in the same "can't wait to rip his clothes off" mode forever. But it doesn't, no matter how much you love the person or how attracted to them you are.
What a waste, I thought at times. My Dave is an adorable guy. With his intense green eyes, blonde curly hair and terrific smile, he always charms the girls. Plus he's in great shape, with a strong defined physique. Ray is different. He's bigger than Dave, with dark straight hair and steamy Latin-lover looks. He's not the "life of the party" type like Dave, though he does like to have fun. He always seemed a little more mysterious and romantic to me.
Anna Nicole and I frequently swapped stories of our sex lives. I told her how Dave could spend the entire afternoon licking my pussy and making me cum. How he loved to try different positions and especially loved doggie style. How it turned us both on when he talked dirty during sex, and he loved to hear me talk dirty even more. If there was something he hadn't tried, he just had to do it. Vibrators, porn, you name it. His focus when making love was to have fun and satisfy me by making me sweat and stain the sheets with my cum.
Anna Nicole told me that Ray liked to take control. He was gentle and loving, but would pick her up and pound her hard and fast, delighting in seeing her big tits bounce all over. They hadn't tried anal sex because he was afraid of hurting her with ultra-thick cock, or I guess the idea just didn't appeal to him. Anna Nicole did tell me his cock was huge, though I'd never seen it. His favorite position was kneeling in front of her and holding her gorgeous legs up in the air while he rammed into her. Or, standing at the edge of the bed and doing her from behind, smashing into her while those giant tits swung around underneath her.
Our conversations usually ended with each of us lost in fantasy about the other's guy, our eyes glazed over with the temptation and excitement of sex with a new man. Sometimes we would lose control and rub our pussies while we talked about it. Finally, we came up with the idea of swapping. It was sort of a joke at first, but after a while it became a goal for us. There were some challenges, we both agreed.
Should we approach the boys with our swapping scenario? Anna Nicole is a centerfold-quality knockout blonde with an incredible body and huge tits. Oh, how I wish God had given me a body like hers! Guys are always falling all over themselves when she's around. I was sure that Dave secretly would have loved to fuck her anywhere, anyhow.
I had seen him steeling glances at her naked body when she got out of the shower. Or losing his concentration when she padded around the apartment in her underwear.
But Ray was his buddy, and would Dave risk straining their relationship? In fact, would it strain Dave's and mine?
We decided to take a calculated risk and pose the swapping question to them. We weren't married, and the possibilities were just too enticing. If it was going to be sex with someone else, who better than a close friend? If the suggestion was rejected or anyone insulted or hurt, we could just claim it was a bad joke.
Instead, the boys were ecstatic by the idea. I'm not sure if it was something they had ever talked about, but they decided in no time to accept our offer. In once small sense, I was surprised that David would so willingly allow another man to take me. That he could bear the thought of my sucking another man's cock, or having it buried in my pussy.
But I knew that Ray was family to him. He knew Ray would never hurt me, because I was like family to him, too. And he felt, I later learned, that if I wanted to be with another man, to get it out of my system, then that man should be Ray. He also knew that Ray would take the secret to the grave with him, as Dave would for Ray.
I was very excited, and scared as well. It had been so long since I'd been with another man. And I'd never done the things I had with Dave with any other guy.
When I first met Dave, I was just 18. My high school boyfriend, John Porter, had never tried anything more than kissing and some petting with me. I might have gone further, but I'll never know. He didn't try - the wimp. I was a virgin.
When I met David, I was excited but frightened. He was so much fun, so sexy and charming. He loved to sing. I wanted him bad, in a way that I just couldn't understand. But I knew he'd been with girls and I didn't know what to do at all. How could I ever please him?
He was so incredibly patient with me though, never pushing me to do things I felt uncomfortable with. It was four months before we went all the way. But then we made up for lost time, and I found myself something of a nymph after all.
I'll never forget the first time he made me cum. We were in his bed laughing and playing after partying a little at the campus pub. I was feeling light and uninhibited. Dave was kissing me and playing with my breasts. I lifted my shirt to give him better access and he squeezed my breasts together and licked my nipples. I felt myself getting strangely wet and starting to tingle inside.
I told Dave to do what he wanted, but not to penetrate yet. I just wasn't emotionally ready. He smiled knowingly at me and pulled my pants down, pushing my underpants aside. With his hands still on my nipples, squeezing and pulling them, he began to lick my pussy. It was so nasty, and yet so erotic all at once, and he really loved what he was doing. He held my pussy lips wide and licked all around the inside of my slit. Then he took my clit on his mouth and sucked on it. This new experience was making me shake all over.
Soon he was rubbing my pussy lips with his fingers while his tongue continued to lavish attention on my clit. I stroked and squeezed my own nipples. Suddenly it began to happen.
I had this feeling, like a tingle in my body that started to become a raging fire. It wasn't just in my clit, but in my stomach, my legs and arms, my neck. The feeling became more intense with each second, with each stroke of his tongue. Finally, it was like a torrent of pins and needles flooding my system, overwhelming me.
"Oh my God, " I moaned, turned on even more by hearing my own desire-filled voice.
"Oh . . . .my . . . .Goooooddddd . . . . ." My body shook like the bed was vibrating, my breath coming in spurts as the full force of the orgasm hit me. Dave kept licking my clit until I pushed him away, catching my breath and collecting my thoughts after this, my first orgasm. It made me angry at every boyfriend before him, who never gave me this unspeakable pleasure.
"Fuck me," I begged him, at once scared and unimaginably lustful.
"What?" he asked, wonderfully surprised, yet cautious. "But Terry, you just said . . . I don't want to take advantage of the moment . . ."
"I know what I just said, baby. That was before you gave me the most unbelievable feeling I've ever had in my life. Now I know that it's time, and I want to feel you inside me."
Dave took off his shirt and threw it aside, as I stripped off my remaining clothing. When he pulled out his cock, I gasped – I'd never seen one so close before. It was so long and thick, with throbbing veins running up the smooth shaft. I wondered what it would feel like inside of me. Would it hurt? I was about to find my answer.
Dave spread my legs apart and lubricated himself with the juices flowing freely from my pussy. Then he stuck just the swollen mushroom top of his cock in me. It seemed to go in easily enough. Then he pushed himself in, just a little at a time.
Finally, he sank his entire cock into my pussy, breaking my cherry at last.
"Ah – ah –oh." I cried, a mixture of pleasure and pain seizing me. Dave gently pistoned in and out of my pussy, now stretched to accommodate him. I had never had such a feeling of fullness in me. I looked into his eyes as he held himself gracefully over me.
Slowly, but oh so surely, my brain cells began to catch up with what my body was feeling. They became saturated with desire, with the desire to be fucked!
