AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story and all characters are fiction. All characters are over eighteen.
Content: This story contains scenes of wife swapping, anal sex, and pegging.
The afternoon couldn't come quickly enough for me. After we awoke late in the morning, still tired from the previous day's activities, Renee and I had a leisurely breakfast and did a few chores around the house. Renee prettied herself up, putting on some high stockings, a push-up bra, a blouse that allowed her to display her more-than-a-mouthful breasts, a flowing long wispy shirt, and some black high heels. When the agreed upon time of noon rolled around, she grabbed the bag she had made of things to take with, gave me a deep French kiss goodbye, and got into her car.
"Good luck!" I called out, "Enjoy!"
In about fifteen minutes, Dee's car pulled up into my driveway, slightly skidding as she stopped. She was anxious to get here, I thought. Immediately her car door opened, and she sprinted to the door where I met her with open arms. She was dressed in the same tight short-shorts that she had worn over her bikini bottoms the day before, and had the same bikini top on. She lunged at me as soon as she entered, barely allowing me to get the door shut before she wrapped her arms and legs around me, shoving her tongue deep into my throat. She was breathing hard and I could smell her wet pussy as she rubbed it hard up against my leg and on my crotch.
We kissed passionately while we scrambled to remove our clothes without breaking our kiss. Her hands yanked my shorts down while I pulled her top down and sucked hard on her nipples. She grabbed my stiff cock roughly and began to stroke it and I responded by getting her shorts down to her ankles with my hands assisted by my toes. As soon as we were both naked, our breathing increased, and she drove her tongue into my ear.
She swung her legs around my waist and clambered up my body until I was able to get my rock-hard cock into her slit, driving all the way in with one thrust. She was so wet that it slid in fast and deep. She bounced up and down on my cock, my arms holding her weight and helping her to bounce. Her panting breaths were directly in my ear and I was feeling my cum rise from my balls and my cock started to pulse. I had been thinking about this all morning as has she apparently. We couldn't fuck each other soon enough, hard enough, or fast enough. The slapping of her public bone against mine and the sloshing of our genitals resounded in our ears as we increased the tempo.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhgggg!" she cried out at last as she came in unison with my cock shooting cum deep inside of her. I softly set her down to stand on wobbly shaking legs and hugged her close to me.
"That didn't take long!" I exclaimed.
"There's lots more of that to come, lover!" she retorted.
We walked arm in arm to the couch and sat down, still petting each other, rubbing each other's chests and crotches. I offered her a drink from the glasses I had set out, and she took several long gulps, and exhaled.
"Whew!" she said as she briefly relaxed and then started to get wound up again. She was stroking my shaft and I was rubbing her mound as we sat there. She leaned over and took my cock into her mouth, grinning.
"I'm ready for more now! And you will be in a minute!" she said between gulps of my cock. I regained my hardon in no time and she gave it a few strokes with her hand and then climbed onto my lap, facing me. She inserted me into her cum filled pussy and began to bounce, and swivel, and roll her hips against me. My cock was like a boat in a storm, sliding one way then another, the sea of her cunt driving me crazy. She rode me in pulsating waves of lust, and she raised the tempo whenever I twisted her nipples hard. I took her nipples into my mouth and teethed on them again, eliciting cries of anguished pleasure from her.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Cum in me again! I want your cum! CUM, CUM, CUM!" she chanted.
I bucked my hips and found the rhythm and motion that triggered my cock to throb and pulled the semen up from my balls. I rocked into her and she met every motion, shaking her head and pinching her own nipples. I felt my cum pulsing through my cock and her pussy clamping against my shaft as she felt me cumming.
"Oaaaharrrrgh geee! FUCK! FUCK!" she shrieked as she came. She collapsed on my lap and we held each other until we had caught our breath.
"I want more," she whispered into my ear, with a shit eating grin.
"Definitely!" I replied. "How about if we move to the spare bedroom, you wanton vixen?" I teased her. I felt that it would have been disrespectful to my wife I Dee and I fucked on our marital bed. There were no constraints in the spare bedroom.
"I'm gong to give you something that Renee has never allowed you to have..." Dee whispered into my ear as we made our way to the spare bedroom, grabbing my cock to lead me. She bounced up into the bed and spread her legs wide, her thighs and pussy glistening with our cum and her flowing juices. "Get over here and lick me, stud!" She ordered.
I was entranced and under her sex-spell, and slid up into the bed and buried my face between her legs, licking the wetness from her thighs, then lapping up the creamy froth from her pussy lips.