This is not only an erotic story about couples swapping, but I also had the idea to add practical suggestions for technique that I've learned over the years. I hope you enjoy.
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Evan and Crystal looked at each other across the restaurant table. The couple was sharing lunch like they did every Wednesday. Evan worked late a lot, and if they didn't plan on seeing each other in the middle of the week, the only face time they were guaranteed to get was over the weekend. They ate at a small diner a couple blocks from Evan's office and not to far from the library Crystal frequented.
"Mindy gave me an earful last night again," she started. Her younger sister was often the topic of conversation as their own lives (having been married for five years now) held little surprises. "She and Curt haven't been clicking yet."
The Wednesday lunches had been a time for Crystal to unload all of her sister's problems on Evan, as if he could help, and he now braced for the latest. "They are having problems in bed," Crystal continued. "She hasn't had an orgasm with him yet. He goes down on her, or tries, but he is either too aggressive or she falls asleep. Eventually they just give up, and she pulls out a vibrator."
"Sounds like us early on," Evan replied.
"Except every failure made you more determined to try again," she replied. "Each failure is having the opposite affect on them."
"Has she ever been with another guy?" Evan asked.
"Yeah, but not that way," Crystal said. "She never had a guy go down on her before and had never orgasmed with a guy before. She did a lot of faking, but nothing real."
"Do you think once you orgasmed with me, that it was easier afterwards?"
"Absolutely," Crystal agreed. "There was a lot you had to learn, but a lot of it was me too. I have to be in the right state of mind and now even if you aren't at your best, you can still get me where I need to be."
"Did you tell that to Mindy?"
She shrugged. "Yes, but that only means that once Curt is successful it will be easier, but that is the problem."
"Curt or anyone else," Evan chuckled.
"What?" she asked. "You want her to hire a male prostitute?"
"I was kidding," Evan laughed at his wife's reaction, but then saw her contemplate the idea for a while. "I suppose you want me to talk to Curt."
Crystal nodded and then shook her head. "Yes, but Curt would never listen. You know what he is like."
"So did you tell her what I do?"
"I have no idea what you do," Crystal said. "As soon as you touch me, I am in another world and have no idea what is going on around me. Do you even know what you do?"
Evan thought for a while. He wasn't sure. He knew what to do when he was doing it, but he found it hard to sit there and come up with a list of instructions. Eventually he just shook his head. "So how did you leave it?" he finally asked.
"We just agreed that he only has to be successful once and then she will know how to react, but we also agreed that it might not happen. Do you have any ideas?"
Evan decided on a bold joke. "Outside of me going down on her, no, I don't think there is much hope for them." Evan held his breath.
"Yeah," she replied, "you're probably right."
That was not the reaction Evan had expected. He had got a minor explosion out of her when he had suggested that Mindy get her first orgasm from someone else, but now she seemed to show no reaction to an off-handed suggestion that the "someone else" could be him.
Evan watched as his wife chewed her food slowly, contemplating ideas in her head that Evan desperately wanted to know. Would she consider the idea? Would she present it to Mindy? Would this be a way for Crystal to brag that she got the better husband?
The two sisters competed on everything else, each jealous of what the other had. Crystal was shorter and heavier at 5'6'' and about 170lbs, but that also gave her extra curves and her 36Ds were far more impressive than Mindy's 34As. Mindy was taller and thinner with fewer curves. Crystal tried to show up her sister by wearing low cut tops, and Mindy wore low rise jeans to do the same thing. Could this turn into another kind of competition?
Evan decided not to say anything else on the subject and they ate in silence for the rest of the lunch.
* * *
The couple didn't see much of each other until the weekend, and Evan wasn't surprised when the topic came up again.
"I talked to Mindy again," Crystal started. "Do you remember what we talked about on Wednesday?"
I've been thinking about it all week
, Evan thought. "Yes," he said out loud.
"Well . . . she was kind of thinking that it might sound like a good idea. You know . . . if you could help them out a bit?"
"With . . ." Evan decided to play it cool. It was interesting to him to see his wife creep up on the notion. She didn't just come out and say that she wanted Evan to suck her sister's pussy. Instead she felt the need to ease into it as if Evan was going to take convincing.
"You know," she started again, "with her having an orgasm. She talked with Curt about it and he seemed cool also. It's not like you'd actually be having sex, and if it helped them out later, they sound okay with it. Are you?"
Yes! Yes! Yes!
"I guess so," Evan restrained himself. "How do they propose to do it?"
They would have the couple over for dinner next week. Afterwards Evan and Mindy would go upstairs and Curt and Crystal would wait downstairs. Mindy wanted to know if Evan could do it blindfolded and if there was any way she needed to prepare.
"I think I can do it with a blindfold," Evan hesitated. He was pretty sure he would find a way to take it off during the process. "Tell her she should shave as much as she can, and I don't just mean her legs. It will make is easier for me and more sensitive for her."
Crystal nodded, understanding first hand what a difference a little shaving could make on the intensity of her orgasms. "So I can set something up for next week?"
"Sure," Evan replied, not believing it was going to be this easy.
* * *
It was one of the longest weeks of Evan's life. Usually work kept him so busy that there never seemed to be enough time in the day. Now he caught himself looking at the clock ten times a day. He had no trips, and traveling had always made the weeks go by quickly. Three times that week he and his wife had sex, each time Evan starting her off with an orgasm. He spent more time examining what he was doing and her reactions. Afterward as he went downstairs to watch sports, he heard his wife on the phone with her sister telling her how good he had just been. While it surely boosted his ego he hoped she wasn't setting him up for failure. What if the problem was all with Mindy?
Finally Friday night came. Mindy and Curt arrived for dinner like they had on several occasions before. Evan greeted them at the door. He shook hands with Curt, but they both avoided eye contact. They said, "Hi, how are you?" "Good, yourself?" But what they both heard was, "Hi, I'm going down on your wife tonight." "Sounds great."
Despite the awkwardness, neither Curt nor Mindy said any thing out of the ordinary. This was new for both of them, and their conversation consisted of work, the weather, and traffic. It was warm in the house, but Mindy wore a cream colored turtleneck and jeans. The jeans hugged her long legs, but the sweater did nothing for her slim upper body.
Crystal came out of the kitchen for a few moments to say hi and see everyone seated in the living room. Evan's wife looked good. She wore a tight black tank and a denim skirt that touched the top of her knees. She showed amazing cleavage with her 36D's pushing out of the top of her tank, and her skirt clung well to her wide hips and ample butt. Curt got an eye full of the hostess and Evan didn't blame him.
In fact, Evan wondered if his wife hadn't dressed provocatively on purpose to take Curt's mind off of what was going to happen. Evan recognized the black bra straps that weren't completely hidden by the shoulder straps of her tank, and it was his favorite piece of lingerie. The black lacy balconette had barely enough fabric to cover her nipples leaving the entire tops of her breasts visible. When they had sex and she wore that bra he rarely took it off her, finding her sexier with it on than off.
Dinner was ready a few minutes later. Evan had thought he smelled one of his favorite dishes, and when Crystal put the barbecue pork chops on the table and poured Riesling for everyone he smiled to himself. He wasn't surprised to see carrots with brown sugar and candied sweet potatoes. Evan tried to catch his wife's eye, but she was talking to her sister.
Crystal saw her husband trying to get her attention, but she ignored him on purpose hiding a smile of her own. Evan had told her a long time ago that this was his favorite meal, but he was only upfront about why a year ago. The barbeque sauce she used was very sweet and tangy, and with the sugar in the potatoes, carrots, and wine, it was a very sweet meal. Afterwards, Evan usually gave her oral sex, and he had finally admitted that she tasted exquisite with all that sugar running through her system. He swore he could even taste the tang of the sauce in her juices.
