Author's note, Remember the children's stories about Dick and Jane? See Dick run. See Jane run. Well they ran into each other after they grew up then got married and a few years later discovered recreational sex. For those dog lovers Spot didn't make it so there are no stories about Spot.
The Erotic Adventures of Dick and Jane
Jane and Dick are a 30 something couple that live in the Southwest, somewhere around Phoenix. They do not think of themselves as swingers since they do not go to swing clubs or parties or anything so organized. They just enjoy having sex with their friends; and they make friends easily most everywhere they go. They have been married for about 20 years and have many friends and have had many adventures; but how did it all get started?
It started about 10 years ago at a party when Jane had a little too much to drink. A male friend had been hitting on her for months and that night the more he flirted the more nervous she got and the more she drank. Jane was not sure why she had accepted this invitation but after 10 years of marriage having a man other than her husband desiring her was flattering. Now the more she drank the more she enjoyed his advances and the more he drank the bolder his advances became.
Stacy came over and ask Dick to dance. As they left Tim ask Jane if she wanted another drink and led her into the den where he has a bar and not into the kitchen. He fixed her a drink and as he handed it to her he bent down and kissed her. She knew she should pull away but was powerless to do so. She surprised herself, not only was she accepting his kiss she was returning it. When the kiss broke Jane said: "I know I should not be doing this but I can't stop." Tim said, putting down the glasses, "Then don't stop" and he pulled her into his arms and they kissed again more deeply. As he kissed her he slid his hand into the top of her dress and massaged her tit. She knew she should resist but instead reached down and massaged his cock through his pants. She knew that there was no turning back now.
They break the kiss and look at each other as if to say "are we sure about this?" Suddenly Jane jumped into Tim's arms like a schoolgirl in heat and ground her pussy against his leg. As she kisses him deeply Tim reaches under her skirt and rubs her panty covered pussy. Jane whispered in his ear, "what about your wife and my husband?" Tim pulled back far enough to look at her but kept rubbing her pussy and said, "If Stacy gets her way, they are doing the same thing."
Jane: "I'm not sure Dick would and I couldn't live with it if I did and he didn't."
Tim: "Then let's go find them."
Jane: "I'm not sure if I want to find them together so I won't feel so guilty and we can go back to what we were doing, or do I want to find him alone."
Tim: "either way, let's go find them."
They looked in the living room where the last of the partygoers were still dancing, no Dick, no Stacy. Tim says, "That's a good sign" to which Jane responds, "I don't know, I'm not sure how I'll feel when we find them." Tim pulled her close and started rubbing her pussy again and whispered in her ear, "Hopefully as excited as I will be, I love watching her with other men."
This is a first for Jane and this is the first time Tim suggested that this be anything but a first for them as well. Before she could react Tim pulled her toward the basement door and put his finger to his lips for her to be quiet. They tiptoed down the stairs. Jane didn't know what she would find around the corner at the bottom of the stairs, and she didn't know what she wanted to find. There was a mirror at the bottom of the stairs and as they approached it Tim pulled Jane in front of him.
When she saw the image in the mirror she froze. There was her husband and his wife kissing. Stacy was back against the pool table with a cue in her hand. She had her arm around Dick and was kissing him deeply. Tim said something that brought Jane back and she said, "What?" Tim said, " I said, should we announce ourselves or do you want to watch for a while?" Jane turned back to the image in the mirror and said, "They have not had as long as we have had, let's give them some time."
Jane could not believe how hot she was getting watching her husband kissing another woman. The fact that she had just been with the woman's husband, and that he was standing in back of her with one hand under her skirt in her panties playing with her pussy and his other hand in her top massaging her bare tit and saying things like. "Don't they look beautiful together?" didn't help.
When Jane could stand no more, either seeing or feeling, she walked into the room and said, "You were right Tim, here they are." Stacy was just reaching for Dick's cock and she and Dick froze like deer caught in the headlights. Jane walked over and kissed Dick on the cheek and said, as she patted Stacy's hand still on Dick's cock, "We've been watching you in the mirror and if I don't help you you'll never get anywhere." She picked up Stacy's skirt and saw she had no panties on. Jane took Dick's hand and put on Stacy's pussy. She massaged Stacy's pussy with Dick's hand and said, "Think you can handle it from here? I have my own things to do." Jane walked back over to Tim and kissed him hard. She took his hand and put it under her skirt. While she was kissing Tim and getting her pussy rubbed she looked back over at Dick who had this "I can't believe this is happening" look on his face but still had his hand on Stacy's pussy. Jane pushed Tim away and pulled her skirt up and told Tim, "pull off my panties so we can all start even." Tim got down in front of her and slowly pulled her panties down. As she stepped out of them she shoved Tim's face into her pussy. Stacy gave out a yell as she pulled her dress over her head and said, "Let the party begin."
Tim could see that Jane's knees were getting weak and led her over to the couch, but before she sat down she unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor. Stacy led Dick to another couch on the other side of the pool table. As the girls sat down the guys were back on the floor lapping at their pussies, just like well-trained dogs. The girls would stroke their "pet's" head as they lapped away.
