Kelly blushed a little more. "Thanks, I let Duncan pick out the dress," she said, glancing up at him.He nodded. "What can I say, I know what my wife looks good in. You look spectacular too," he said to Molly.She was taller than Kelly, and had just finished having a kid around a year ago. She'd lost most of her pregnancy weight, but had just enough for her to complain about."Oh please," she said, rolling her eyes."Good evening folks," their waiter said, introducing himself. "I'm Terrence and I'll have the pleasure of serving you folks this evening. What will we be drinking tonight?"Duncan picked up a drinks menu and ordered a beer, as did the other three at the table."Alrighty!" Terrence said. "Would you like an appetizer tonight?""I think we're good," Drake said after glancing at everyone else at the table."Okay, I'll be back with your beers and then we can get your orders in."They began dinner by discussing their respective jobs. Drake was a lawyer, Molly used to be an RN bu
As they began to eat, all four of them noticed a pattern begin to take shape. Every few seconds a waiter would walk by and pause in the general area of their table. Every time this happened, they'd chuckle and shake their heads. Kelly elbowed him once and got his attention and he saw her cock her head ever-so-slightly in Drake's direction. When he glanced over, he saw Drake staring at Kelly who was her pulling at her dress a little and revealing more of her breasts.Drake nearly choked on a piece of steak. Molly giggled and elbowed him. "That's what you get for ogling your buddy's wife."Duncan grinned and shrugged.Dinner ended finally, they paid and stood to leave. As they embraced and said their goodbyes, Drake couldn't resist and lowered his face to about four inches from Kelly's boobs and stared for a few seconds."Drake!" Molly said, slapping him on the back.Kelly was red-faced, but laughing, as Duncan pushed Drake back. "Dirty old man," he said.Drake shrugged and grinned. "Ca
KellyKelly went to open the door and embraced Marie and Ed as they came in. "Hi guys!" she said. "Drake and Molly said they'd be here in a few minutes, and that they'd try and bring Mark.""Hey sexy," Marie said, holding her at arm's length and sizing her up. "You look spectacular."Ed pushed passed and leaned down to kiss her. "Hey Smurfette," he said with a grin. Ed had always called her nicknames to poke fun at her diminutive size. She liked it, to a point. It could get a little old from time to time, though.Marie rolled her eyes. "He's such a charmer," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.Kelly laughed and showed them in. "Duncan is out back checking on the ribs," she said, heading to the fridge and grabbing Ed a beer. "Would you take Duncan one?" she asked, handing him another.Ed took it with a smile and headed out the back door."We might have let the cat out of the bag," Kelly said. "I mean about you guys being swingers and what not."Marie shrugged and smiled. "Oh Hon
Duncan"Hey Duncan," Ed said as he headed outside. "A gift from your wife," he said, handing him the beer."Hey Ed, thanks.""What do we got cooking?"Duncan lifted the lid of the grill to check the food. "We got some ribs, jalapeno sausage, some corn, potatoes with onions.""I knew I smelled something good. How ya been?"Duncan nodded. "I'm good, work is keepin' me busy. How about you?"Ed shrugged. "Same old same old. You catch the game last night?"The two men continued to talk about sports for a few minutes, and then the patio door opened to let Drake and Mark out.Duncan laughed and shook his head. "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked, shaking Mark's hand."Well shit, I can leave," he said, taking a swig of his beer as he playfully turned back towards the patio door."I figured that if we got him to come to a Saturday get together, he'd have to bring a date, and...""Yeah, I'd wanna get married," Mark said, rolling his eyes."Come on man, you know better than that man. I'
So we started kissing and making out, and then one thing led to another. She told me later that she liked to go to parties and make the boys think that they were going to have a chance with her, and then take a girl home. She said it got her all worked up and wet.""Did you ever do it again?" Marie asked."No, no," Molly said, shaking her finger, "Your rules said one question. I answered it. Your turn Mark."Everyone laughed at that. Mark shrugged and looked over at Duncan. "I've never had any body piercings," he said with a grin.Everyone looked around. No one was drinking."Dammit," Kelly said, bringing her wine glass up. "Mark, you ass," she said, taking a drink.The entire room, save for Duncan of course, was staring at her with their mouths open. "You have piercings?" Marie asked."Well obviously," Kelly responded. "I took a drink, didn't I.""This I gotta hear," Drake said, taking a drink."Hey, hey," Duncan said. "Mark gets to ask the question."Mark grinned. "Tell us the story
*Kelly*They all visibly relaxed a little then, but the conversation stayed sexual. Kelly would rather have it stay on something a little less risqué, but their friends were a horny group, apparently.Everyone had several questions for Marie and Ed, and now that the ice had been broken, weren't afraid to ask."Look, you guys seem reasonably curious, but we have to warn you, we don't normally swing with friends. If something were to go wrong or feelings were to get hurt then friendships can suffer," Ed said after answering perhaps the thirtieth question that night."I don't know," Marie said, turning and looking at him as she leaned easily into him on one of the couches. "I think in this case it might enhance the experience."Molly was nodding. "I think that since we're so close, maybe it'll enhance the pleasure." She turned and looked at her husband. "What do you think?"He shrugged. "As long as I don't cross swords with any of these guys," he said, eliciting a laugh from everyone."L
They all turned just as she lifted her shirt and bra again, briefly and only for a few seconds. Her exquisite rack spilled out from her shirt, bouncing enticingly for a second, her nipples poking out proudly, silver rings shining. She giggled as they all grinned and began clapping.She turned and looked at Duncan as she pulled her shirt down. He was laughing along with the rest of them and leaned in to kiss her. Turning, he looked over at Marie while he wrapped an arm around her. "You might have unleashed a monster," he said."We can only hope," Marie said.Soon after, everyone began to gather their things and get ready to leave. Duncan was shaking the guy's hands and giving the ladies a hug. Kelly followed suit, giving everyone a hug. She noticed how all the guys seemed to squeeze her closer to them than they normally would. The thought of her nipples pushing against their chests made her breathe a little faster."We'll see everyone next weekend," Mark said. "Night sexy," he said wit
I just didn't want you to think that it was, or wasn't something I was trying to get us to do yet."He smiled and brought her a plate as she hopped off the counter and headed to the kitchen table."I know you aren't, Baby. If we decide we want to try that, I'm sure it will be a while from now. For now, I like the idea of showing you off. I don't think I've ever been so turned on as when you started being an exhibitionist. I love other people seeing my gorgeous wife.""It doesn't bother you?"He smiled and shook his head, swallowing his food and taking a drink of his orange juice."Last night, I was standing beside you when you turned and lifted your shirt. I mean, I was already turned on when Becky started feeling your nipples, but when you turned and flashed everyone, my penis was like iron. It was wild. I thought about it later and realized that it was like I was showing off what toys I had as a kid, you know? It was like, look at what MY wife has."She rolled her eyes at him and bl
The seizures are growing more frequent and getting worse. I have headaches and I'm so tired all time. All I want to do is sleep. My short-term memory doesn't work so well nowadays so I had to go back and watch what I had recorded."So, I wanted you and I didn't want to hurt you, but I did hurt you. That day in the coffee shop you were incredibly brave in trying to tell me how you felt. In my panic I lashed out and I'm afraid I may have permanently damaged our relationship. The next several weeks were especially bad for seizures and tremors. I ignored your calls and texts because I couldn't think coherently and I didn't want you to see me like that."When I felt better I went to the computing center, saw the pain etched on your face and I knew I had finally succeeded in driving you away. I couldn't let you go, though, and I had to have you one last time. Maybe a more accurate way to say it would be 'one first time.' Despite all my blunt talk about sex I was no more experienced than you
That was the question I was dreading most. I didn't want to lie to Nico but I didn't want to tell the truth, either. At least, not the whole truth. "It went pretty well. She seemed happy when I left." Nico nodded thoughtfully. Finally I asked, "Do you want to hear about it?"She shook her head. "No, I don't think so." She frowned at the floor. "You really want to quit?""This whole thing has grown out of control. I can't do it anymore. It's not what I want."Nico nodded but didn't argue with me like I had expected. "I guess that's that." She grew quiet, as if having an internal debate, before she asked, "How long is your break?""At least another ten minutes. Why?""I was thinking we could have one last time together before the school year ended. What do you say?"I thought of Kelly and my immediate thought was, no. But then I realized that for the first time Nico was asking me, not telling me, and I glimpsed a hint of pleading in her eyes so I relented. "Okay. What do you want to do?
Nico punished me by not returning my calls and texts for almost a week. When she did finally contact me she made no mention of what I had said. Instead, she had set me up with another client for the following Saturday. Nico also told me she wouldn't be there as she had to go home for the weekend. I took it to mean she was still mad. The lead weight in my stomach grew heavier and sank lower. I wasn't interested in seeing a client but I really didn't have a choice. Nico expected me to go and, of course, I always did what she said.Promptly at nine, I put my game face on and knocked on the door of an off-campus apartment on the south side of town. The client, Kelly, had wavy, shoulder-length strawberry-blond hair, a round face, and large blue eyes. Grey sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt masked the shape of her body. All I knew was that she was only a few inches shorter than me. Kelly smiled nervously, biting her lower lip, as she invited me in. I kicked off my shoes and followed her dow
We had a few more clients in January and February and by early March we were averaging almost one a week. Each girl was different and each girl was special in their own way. My favorites were the introverts like Sara who couldn't speak in an audible voice or look me in the eye but once we were alone transformed into a feral ball of lust. These encounters were exciting, unpredictable, terrifying, and draining. Their energy and enthusiasm was always matched and sometimes exceeded by Nico, as if she was somehow competing against them.Only once did I back out and that was because the girl was falling down drunk when we showed up at her place. Three days later we met again and everything worked out great. By late March I had been with more girls than any guy I knew. Nico's plan was working just like she planned: The girls were happy, I was meeting new people, and Nico and I both enjoyed what we had termed 'the debriefing.' The only problem was that although I enjoyed being with these girl
Sometime later I dreamed Nico was straddling me, facing away. She was rubbing the tip of my cock slowly back and forth along her slit until it slid slowly inside. Her hips moved slowly up and down, soft grunts punctuating every downward stroke. In my dream I was immobile, unable to use my hands to clutch at her flesh. I'm not sure if I wanted to stop her in order to protect her or to help her body move against mine. Nico leaned forward and raised her hips until just the tip of my cock remained inside her. Her body bounced lightly in short strokes, her cunt gripping the ridge of my head. Wave after wave of pleasure flooded my body.I awoke to find my tongue buried in her cunt and my cock buried in her mouth. Her body shuddered above me, driving her sex hard against my mouth. I came long and hard, my fingers digging into her buttocks. Moments later she came, my seed spilling from her mouth as she cried out, pooling on my stomach. Her body slipped off mine and we slept again.In the grey
Her hips ground against me in short, sharp, rapid thrusts, the intense friction building to a breaking point. My body trembled and tensed and I grunted with every thrust. Sudden warmth flooded my crotch as I came. Nico drove on, trying in vain to reach orgasm but eventually slowing to a stop as I softened under her.She stood up and fingered the wet spot on her jeans, satisfied. "I'm going back to my room to masturbate. Maybe this time I'll get my whole fist in. I'll see you Saturday night." Before I could say goodnight she was gone. I spent the next hour touching things on my desk to ensure Nico's safety.By the weekend I was a nervous wreck and could hardly keep any food down. The anxiety of meeting someone new and the pressure I felt to perform were wreaking havoc on my body. On Saturday evening Nico found me curled up on my bed. She stroked my head and slowly coaxed me first to a sitting, then to a standing position until she had me walking out the door. We held hands all the way
One Saturday night I was working a shift at the central campus computing lab. A handful of students were well spread out in the lab, making for a rather dull night. That's the way I liked it as I could get my homework done and get paid for it. My coworker and I sat in the Pit, an ironic name for the raised circular workspace overlooking the lab. The Pit was also a convenient barrier between me and the students. Nico walked up and leaned over the counter at me. "How late you working tonight?" she asked in a hushed tone. The purple streak in her hair was now bright green. I wondered briefly if her pubic hair matched."Until 2AM. Sorry."She frowned and looked around the mostly empty lab before asking, "How many of them do you think are watching porn right now and mentally frigging themselves?" I shot a look at my coworker but he had headphones on and was engrossed in a movie. I moved away from him and Nico followed along the outer perimeter. "There aren't that many people here but I bet
Nico, you have to get back before curfew," I said softly. She mumbled an acknowledgement and pulled me into bed, her buttocks pressing up against my growing erection. We lay there for several minutes, me lightly stroking her hair. At last she rose from the bed and dressed.She looked me steadily in the eye. "I can't have a boyfriend.""I know," I said. "Come on, I'll walk you back to your dorm."This time, I remembered to get her phone number.The next evening we were sitting in a booth at a busy coffee shop. Alternative music played overhead as students studied and writers pretended to write the great American novel on their laptops. I'm not the type to go out in public but Nico had succeeded in dragging me out of my room. I surreptitiously tapped the handle of my mug the correct number of times before I drank. Nico took a sip of her coffee and carefully set it down."How come you don't have a girlfriend?"The question caught me off guard. I thought for a minute then shrugged. It cou
When I came to my senses Nico had me by my hair and was twisting my head painfully to the side. Tremors rolled through her body and she looked down at me triumphantly. Her face was flush and sweat beaded on her forehead. With a crooked smile she pushed me away playfully in an odd display of affection. I wiped my face with my shirt and realized my erection was back.Nico looked at the clock and bolted from the bed. "Shit! My curfew is in ten minutes!"I couldn't believe my ears. "You live in Mother Mary?" I teased. She shot me a dangerous look as she smoothed down her skirt. To make up for the slight I offered to walk her back.We hustled across campus to Mary Hall, the lone all-women dorm on campus. Also known as Mother Mary, the Nunnery, or, more crudely, the Virgin Vault, it was the only dorm that had a curfew. A favorite of over-protective parents to guard their daughters against all the evils of college life, it was also the only dorm with a waiting list. We got to the front doors