From early in our marriage, my wife Tracey and I have shared our sexual fantasies with each other, and, whenever possible, we've tried to incorporate our fantasies into our sex life together. One of our favorite fantasies has to do with Group Sex -- swinging, swapping, threesomes, orgies, and the like. We never did any of those things, but we've had a lot of fun role-playing our fantasies, where one or the other of us will pretend to be a friend or neighbor that we're swapping with, or imagining a roomful of people all having sex with other people's spouses.
A few years ago, we came to an agreement that, if the right situation came along, we might actually try swinging or swapping. But we could never find the right couple to do it with, or the right set of circumstances, and besides, we just couldn't figure out how to go about asking anyone. So we figured we would just continue on with our fantasies as we'd always done, and that would be that.
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We have friends, Jack and Audrey, who we've occasionally done stuff with. Jack and I work for the same company, and we've occasionally gotten together on the weekends for dinner and a movie, or some such. We haven't been close friends, exactly, but we've always enjoyed each other's company.
A few months ago, Audrey called us and said that the two of them were going camping over the weekend, and would we like to join them? Tracey and I love to camp - trees, lakes and fresh air are all high on our list of pleasures -- so we told them we'd love to join them.
Jack and I both took a half-day of vacation that Friday, so the two of us drove up together to set up the campsite. Our wives got together after work and drove up together to join us. By the time they arrived, Jack and I had set up both tents and unpacked all our gear. As Audrey and Tracey drove up, we had the steaks grilling, and a pitcher of gin-and-tonics mixed. The women were duly impressed by our industriousness, and greeted us with great enthusiasm, assuring us that our efforts had not gone unnoticed, and would surely be properly rewarded later that evening.
After dinner, we sat around the fire chatting and consuming gin-and-tonics, until the sky was dark, and we were very pleasantly buzzed. Tracey said that she was ready to turn in, but she wanted to shower before she did. "But why don't you men shower first, then Audrey and I will go after you're done."
It seemed reasonable enough to Jack and me, so we grabbed our towels and robes and headed off to the showers. When we returned, the ladies went for their showers, while Jack and I headed to our respective tents, eagerly anticipating some passionate sex when our wives returned.
I stripped myself naked while I waited for Tracey to finish her shower. I wanted to 'have it all hanging out' when she walked through the opening of the tent, just to let her know, in a light-hearted but still direct way, how eager I was to make love with her, and how much I desired her. Even just the thought of what we'd be doing in a few minutes, had my cock erect with anticipation.
After a while, I could hear the women's voices approaching, and my erection quivered with excitement, and I began to stroke it lightly, in preparation. I couldn't really hear what they were saying until they were virtually at the campsite. Then I heard Audrey say, "See you in the morning."
"Have fun!" Tracey chirped in reply.
I heard the zipper to Jack and Audrey's tent being opened, and then our zipper drew down. I readied myself to greet Tracey, and to take her in my arms, and make carefree, passionate love to her. I positioned myself looking toward the opening, with my legs spread apart, displaying my aroused manhood for my wife's benefit.
But when the zipper was all the way open, Audrey stepped through the opening, wearing her robe, with a towel wrapped on her head. She looked toward where I was laying, and, seeing my excited man-part so proudly displayed, she smiled.
I didn't immediately move to cover myself, but a look of confusion crossed my face. "Ummmmm. . . are you in the right tent?" I asked her.
She smiled, as she set her shower-things down in the corner of the tent. "Well, just judging from the size and stiffness of that thing between your legs, I'd say I picked well. I was, um, given to understand that you would welcome the opportunity to share your bed with me."
I was becoming flustered. "Who told you that? I mean, yes! I would most definitely welcome it! But how did you know?"
"We can talk later. Right now, how 'bout we get to know each other?"
"Um, you mean in the biblical sense?"
"Of course."
With that, she dropped the robe from her shoulders and stood utterly naked before me, as I drank in her beauty. Audrey was somewhat taller and heavier than Tracey, and her hair a lighter shade of brown than Tracey's -- almost sandy. Her breasts were full and round, with large, dark pink nipples; her tits might have been slightly bigger than Tracey's, but Tracey's were firmer, and stood out from her chest more. Audrey had full, voluptuous hips, and a lovely, heart-shaped ass. And her bush was thick and curly. Even just looking at Audrey, I was breathing heavily.
She stepped gracefully over to where I was laying, and laid down next to me. I reached out for her, and wrapped her in my arms, holding her close against my body. We turned to face each other, and I kissed her passionately, probing my tongue into the far corners of her mouth, to be met by her own probing tongue. The simple feel of her naked skin against mine was intoxicating, and soon we were rolling and writhing our bodies against each other, reveling in the sensations of each other's new and unfamiliar bodies. I felt her breasts as she slid them sensuously against my chest, and with my hands, I felt the round contours of her ass.
I ran a finger along the cleft of her ass, and felt the muscles in her ass tighten and relax as she moved against me. Very tentatively, I poked my finger between her ass-cheeks, searching for her little puckered hole. When I found it, I gently poked my fingertip into it, which elicited a very excited response from Audrey. She began to groan and grind her hips against me.
I urgently wanted to fuck her, to feel my throbbing cock inside her, but first, I wanted to raise her even higher. Breaking our embrace, I rolled Audrey onto her back on the bed (which was really just a light mattress laid on the tent floor), and then I knelt between her spread legs. Slowly, deliberately, I leaned in and began to kiss and nibble in large circles around her pubis. Gradually, I made the circles smaller and smaller, homing in on her hungry pussy. I savored the rich aroma of her arousal, and breathed it in deeply. Finally, I covered her opening with my mouth, and parted her vaginal lips with my tongue.
I looked up to see her face while I ate her pussy, and I saw her returning my gaze lovingly. I covered her breasts with my hands, and she caressed the back of my head while I licked and sucked her. I ran my tongue all along her labia, savoring the rich sauce of her vagina, even running my tongue inside to taste her more deeply, while she groaned and writhed at my ministrations. At last, I moved my tongue onto her clit, and gently sucked on it. When I began to make broad, ice-cream licks on her clit, she began to buck up against my face and groan with pleasure.
"Oh, God, Joe, I'm gonna come!"
With that, she lifted her ass up off the bed. I placed my hands under her ass cheeks for support, while she quivered and shuddered through a tremendous orgasm. I continued to ravage her cunt with my mouth, and she came a couple more times before she pushed my head away and laid still, gasping for air.
"That was incredible!" she panted. "I don't think I've ever come like that!"
I smiled with satisfaction. I was about to come back with some witty response, when suddenly we became aware of Tracey wailing and Jack grunting from the other tent, no more than a dozen feet away from us. Audrey and I looked at each other. I was aware of a whole complex swirl of emotions within myself, which included twinges of jealousy and anxiety, but mostly what I felt was extreme, raw, sexual excitement. And I saw the same in Audrey's eyes.
She pulled me up on top of herself, and grabbing my throbbing cock in her hands, she inserted me into herself. "Fuck me," she said, in a low, sultry voice.
Since I'd just eaten her out, she was very well-lubricated, and I instantly slid into her, burying my cock to the hilt in her depths. At first, I didn't even pull my cock back out for the next stroke, but simply ground myself against her, creating a whole mixture of sensations -- my pubic bone grinding against hers; my cock stirring around, exploring the deepest corners of her vagina; my pubic hair intertangling with hers; and our two sweaty bodies slidng against each other.
"My God!" Audrey cried. "Your cock feels so GOOD inside me!"
"And it feels so incredibly good to be inside you," I groaned back.
At last, I slowly withdrew my throbbing penis from Audrey's warm, moist channel, until just the head remained inside her. Audrey made a small mewling sound, as if she was desperate to keep me inside herself, and she raised her hips off the bed to maintain our erotic connection.
"Come on, baby," she wailed, "Fuck me. Hard."
With that encouragement, I gave up trying to prolong our ecstasy. Looking into her eyes, I began to pound my cock into her furiously, and she met each of my thrusts with an upward lunge of her own. I was grunting with every stroke as I drove my cock hard into her. And she matched my grunts with feminine grunts of her own as she drove herself back against me.
At such a furious pace, it wasn't long before we were both on the edge of orgasm. Audrey lifted her hands and cupped them on my ass cheeks, using her hands to drive me even more firmly into herself. I wanted to hold off my climax to wait for her, but I simply couldn't. "Audrey, honey," I gasped, "I'm gonna -- "
And with that, my dam burst, and torrents of my cum gushed out of me, into Audrey's womb. When she felt me coming inside herself, it sent Audrey over her own orgasmic edge, and she announced her climax with a loud cry. Wave after wave of orgasm washed over us, and we continued grinding on each other, almost on an unconscious level, for several minutes afterward. When our orgasms had finally subsided, I laid gently on top of Audrey, while she wrapped her legs around my waist. Slowly, she slid her feet down the backs of my legs, locking her knees with mine, and then her ankles with mine, sensuously touching every inch of my body as she did.
In our post-orgasmic quiet, we could also hear contented-sounding low voices from the tent next door, where Tracey and Jack were. I found myself wondering what they were thinking, what they had done, whether they were thinking about us, their respective spouses. But before long, both Audrey and I had drifted off to sleep.
*****
The next morning, the four of us all awakened at about the same time, and joined each other for coffee around the picnic table. I was anxious to get a look a Tracey, to try to get a read on how she was doing. But I didn't have to wait long.
"So. . ." chirped Tracey, "How's everybody this morning? Jack and I had a great time. How about you two?"
Audrey took on a dreamy look, which caused Tracey to shoot a wink and a grin in my direction. "We had a wonderful time," she purred.
"Well, I had a lot of fun," I chimed in. "And I'm glad it happened."
"Me too," added Jack.
"So everyone's fine with how it went last night?" Tracey probed. "'Cuz we can only keep doing this if we're all on board."
We discussed it for a while, but we all agreed that, while it had been a fairly momentous step for us to take, we'd enjoyed it immensely, and we were willing, even eager, to do it again. Even so, we agreed to set aside some 'couple time' for each married couple to discuss together, just to be absolutely sure that we were all OK with it.
"I've only got one question," I said, once the 'heavier' part of the discussion was over. "I mean, I'm grateful to you ladies for pulling off the set-up like you did, and well-played! But how did you know that Jack and I would be OK with it?
Tracey and Audrey laughed uproariously. "It's a girl thing," chuckled Tracey. "You wouldn't understand."
Then the two of them explained how, on the drive up to the campsite together, their conversation had taken a sexual turn, as it often will when two women have time to talk intimately together. And in the course of the conversation, both women admitted that they and their husbands had been open to swapping, if they could only find someone to do it with, and the right situation. Realizing that both couples would be interested in a swap, it seemed that there was a 'cosmic convergence' surrounding the camping trip. And their two husbands were totally unaware of it, but about to get swept up in the vortex.
Jack and I looked at each other and laughed. "We've been had!" Jack guffawed.
"Yeah, we sure have been had!" I added. "And these two ladies can have me any time they want!"
