I lived several years in a large Midwestern City. While some people think of the Midwest as Bible belt backwards and dry, I found it anything but. In fact I probably had more sexual adventures and escapades there than almost any other place I have lived.
For a single guy in his early thirties, getting into the Swinging scene isn't easy. Single men are in demand (lots of couples are looking for a second dick for the wife) but getting past the "screening process" is a bit tricky. First of all you have to be clean, pleasant, non-threatening, not pushy and reasonably well hung. (Truth: women are almost never looking for a smaller cock.)
There was a bar in town that was primarily for gay & lesbian customers. But the female (lesbian) owner being a good business person recognized a great opportunity. There was an upstairs and a basement bar. She started opening the basement bar up to Swingers on weekends. Word spread and the bar became a local gathering place for area swingers. But I also found out that, informally, some members of the Swinging Community were coming into the bar on Wednesday nights to socialize.
I started to drop in on Wednesdays, and over a couple of weeks I struck up conversations with some of the people there. I made it a point to be easy going and relaxed. As a result, they became more welcoming and friendly towards me.
One couple in particular seemed to like me. I will call them "Bob" and "Carol". They were both in their late 40's. Bob wore wire rimmed glasses and was slender built with short salt & pepper hair that he combed back. Carol was about 5'5", slender built, short cut brown hair and small boobs.
After a couple of different evenings spent talking and getting to know each other, they told me that they were members of a nudist resort located in a rural area about thirty miles away. They were planning on going out there this coming weekend and asked me if I would care to join them? I thought it over very carefully for about 1/10th of a second and said "yes"!
Nonmember guests had to be pre-registered and the members that invited them were responsible for their behavior, so it really was a sign that they liked me. I gave them my information and they gave me directions. They were going up on Thursday evening and I agreed to join them Friday afternoon.
Friday afternoon I put a few things in a bag (not much packing needed for a nudist resort) and headed out. When I arrived I was stopped at the front gate by a pleasant Security Guard wearing a polo shirt and short pants. I noticed a sign on the side of his guard shack that read "Clothing required beyond this point". I gave him my name and told him I was a guest of Bob & Carol. He check on his clip board and then made a call on his phone. When he hung up he pointed me to a small parking lot adjacent to the Guard Shack and told me to wait there for Bob.
In about five minutes Bob appeared driving a Golf Cart (I discovered this was the common mode of travel on the grounds) and after a brief greeting, he led the way.
As we entered the grounds I noticed how clean and well-manicured everything was. The next thing I noticed was how naked everyone was. And how causal they were about it. There were all ages, shapes and sizes of people. We pulled up in front of Bob & Carol's cabin and I got out. As soon as we stopped, Bob peeled off the shorts and Hawaiian Shirt he had been wearing and was instantly nude. He appeared to have a "spongy" hard on and was about ¼ erect. In his semi flaccid state, his cock was about 5 inches long, about 1&½ inches across and circumcised. Carol came out to greet me and gave me a hug. She was also naked and I could see her breasts were small (B cup?) but her nipples stood out about ¾ inch. Her pussy had a sparse covering of trimmed, brown public hair. All in all, two sexy, comfortable, healthy people.
Carol took me by the hand and led me inside saying, "Take your clothes off and get comfortable". It is amazing how quickly you get comfortable with nudity when everyone else around you is also naked. I stripped and we gathered towels and sandals, got some cold drinks and headed out for the swimming pool.
On the five minute walk to the pool I was treated to the sight of all kinds and ages of naked bodies seeming very much at ease and unashamed. There was a casualness about the whole thing that put me very much at ease. (Thought I will admit I may have gazed just a little longer at some bodies than I did at others.)
When we arrived at the Olympic size pool we located a table with an umbrella and sat down. A young man (dressed in the same polo shirt and shorts that seemed to be the employees' uniform) came over and took our drink orders. Bob and I stayed at the table while Carol dove into the water to cool off. When Carol came walking back to the table, I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked, naked with droplets of water all over her body.
After she sat down and we all launched into small talk and I glanced around at all the naked people. Then I became aware that under the table, my cock was starting to stir. Not full blown hard on, but swelling none the less. For the rest of the afternoon my dick alternated between semi soft to semi erect. Over the course of the afternoon various friends of Bob & Carol stopped by our table to visit. And we occasionally jumped in the pool to swim and cool off.
At the end of the day we made our way back to their cabin where Carol made us a light dinner and we relaxed in their living room. By now I was struggling not to have an erection. I had been teased all day with the sight of naked bodies and sometimes raunchy talk. And now Carol had started brushing up next to me and touching my chest or back as she walked by me. My cock was now straining in a full hard on. But I noticed that Bob was also sporting a pretty healthy erection so I was past being self-conscious.
I was sitting in a chair across from Bob & Carol (who were on the sofa) when Carol got up and, very matter of fact, walked over to me. She dropped to her knees, and without a word, leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. I don't think I have ever felt anything better than, after a day of tease, the sensation of Carol's warm, wet mouth slipping over the head of my dick.
She slowly moved her mouth up and down over my cock. Occasionally looking up directly into my eyes. She started alternating her movements with a light flickering of her tongue on the underside of my cockhead. As she worked on my dick I glanced up at her husband sitting across from us. Bob was smiling and very slowly, almost lazily, stroking his cock. After a few minutes, Carol raised her head up and in a somewhat coy voice said, "If you are game, I'd suggest we move this to a more comfortable setting." Yeah. I was game.
Carol took hold of my cock led me down the hallway to their bedroom where candles were already burning and music was playing on the small stereo. She reminded me of a lean cat as she crawled up on the bed and rolled over on her back. I took my cue and crawled up on the bed and lay with my head between her legs.
I looked at her pussy, with the well-trimmed hair and just a trace of her inner lips protruding. I touched it with my fingers and felt how wet she was. She moaned and I placed just the tip of one finger in her and slowly moved it up and down the length of her slit, just one knuckle deep. I moved my face forward and placed a gently kiss right on her clit. The aroma of her vagina was intoxicating as I removed my finger and begin to softly lick up and down the outside of her slit. She arched her back and moaned. After a few minutes of this, I inserted two fingers halfway into her and slowly moved them while I continued to lick her outer lips. Her breathing was becoming deeper and she was moaning while clutching at the bed covers. Her juice was starting to cover the lower half of my face as her excitement grew.
I withdrew my fingers and gently pulled open her lips. Then I moved in and inserted my tongue. As I slicked my tongue inside her soaking wet pussy I could hear her gasping. After a few minutes of this I moved my attention upwards to her engorged clit, which was now clearly visible between the folds of her pussy lips. I extended the tip of my tongue and gently begin to stroke her clit. I alternated my movements every few minutes between licking up and down and going side to side.
She started to tense up and her groaning was interspaced with "Oh God... Oh... Oh... Oh my...Ahhhhhh... Shit... Damn... Ah... Ah... Ahhhhhh... "
