"We were going to visit some of our neighbors," Mike said. "We thought maybe you'd like to come along with us.""Sure," I said. "I don't mind.""Oh, you'll love it," Vicky said, Ayou'll see. Sylvester and Trina are fun.""Well, okay," I said. "What time do you go?""Oh, we'll go around 7:30," Mike said,"That way we can eat first. Dinner, that is.""Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm going to go lay in the sun," Vicky said."Oh, not me," I said. "I've had enough for a day or two. I think I'll do some stretching.""I'm going back to bed," Mike said. "I didn't really get any sleep last night, and then you two this morning.""Am I hearing a complaint?" Vicky asked, laughing at him."Not from me," Mike said, smiling at the two of us as he went down the hallway to his bed.Vicky sat drinking my coffee as I went to the carpet and began to slowly stretch. Vicky admired my youth and my flexibility as I began to warm up. First I would stretch forward, touching the ground with my hands, m
Then, remembering what Vicky had said about the magazines, I quietly tiptoed in, carefully opening the drawer to find them. There were three of them, all titled Swinger. Quietly removing one, I went back to my own room and proceeded to read the magazine.As I read, I was shocked when I realized how many people were swingers. It seemed that trading partners without jealousy was a big thing. I knew that Mike and Vicky were into it and we seemed as happy a couple as I'd ever seen. As I read more, I learned that suppressing the desire to know other people intimately was one of the things that led to stagnation in relationships, that the couples who did swing were more apt to have happy, long-lasting relationships. I found the articles fascinating, accounts of swingers and how we met people and what happened when they got together. Many of the people who wrote the articles and that sent in letters also included pictures, and one picture I particularly liked was of three couples daisy chain
"Okay," I agreed, reaching for a pair of panties to put on."No, just this," Vicky said, taking the panties from me."Without panties?" I asked, aghast."I never wear them," Vicky assured me. "Ever. I don't think I even own any.""Really!" I said. "I've never dressed without wearing them.""Try it and see what it feels like. If you don't like it, you can choose not to wear them," Vicky said.Stepping into the skirt and then pulling on the halter top, I adjusted my breasts in the top, feeling very wanton as I felt my naked pussy beneath the skirt, no panties covering me. The skirt came down to just about her mid-thigh, much longer than Vicky's, but I felt like my pussy would be visible to anyone who cared to look."I feel so naked," I said with a laugh, "It's like I'm not even wearing any clothes without my panties.""Put them on then," Vicky said. "You should always be comfortable.""Oh, I'm not uncomfortable," I said,"I just feel weird. But I'll try it.""Great," Vicky said. "You loo
They decided that since I was so good at the game, that I would have to play each of them over again until I lost. I felt good about it now and I knew that I could keep my balance. I again played Vicky, easily maintaining my balance as Vicky tumbled to the floor. Then I had to play Sylvester again. I knew that his muscles prevented him from being flexible so I was pretty confident about beating him again. But this time after I had completed my third move and Sylvester got his third color, he put himself in a position there his dick was sticking in my face. No matter how I tried to turn my face, his cock rubbed across my mouth and nose. I started laughing and before I knew it, I was on the ground and Sylvester was still standing.Blushing, I got to my feet and removed my clothes and everyone applauded. Trina came over and hugged me, our breasts mashing against each other. Then Trina kissed me, her tongue gently swiping across my lips."You're adorable," she commented. "And you have a l
"Doesn't that just look delicious?" Trina said to me, sidling up next to me."Doesn't it hurt?" I asked, watching in disbelief as the two huge dicks pounded Vicky."Maybe the first time," Trina conceded,"But after that, it's like heaven. The only thing better is a third one to suck on at the same time."I continued to watch the show and realized when the three of them started groaning that they must be cumming. Sure enough, Sylvester removed his dick from Vicky's ass and she rolled off of Mike to lay on the floor on her back, her feet flat on the floor and her knees spread. I could see the cum seeping from her pussy and asshole as she lay there. Sylvester went to clean himself and Trina began to suck on Mike's cum-covered dick, quickly getting him hard again. When Sylvester returned, Trina mounted him, his huge dick sliding up into her pussy, while Mike got behind her and slammed his dick home into her ass.I watched again as the two men fucked Trina, their two dicks moving in and out
"Well, how did you like that?" Vicky asked. "Wasn't it fun?""Not at first," I said,"But then I relaxed and it was fun. I love watching people doing sex things.""It looked to me like you like doing them, too," Mike observed, “And having them done to you.""Well, yeah," I admitted, blushing slightly because it was my brother."Did you feel left out at all?" Vicky asked curiously."Well, a little," I agreed. "But it was okay. I really did have fun.""I know you did," Vicky laughed. "But when did you feel left out?""Well, you know, like when you were fucking, and Trina, too," I said. "It looked like so much fun.""It was," Vicky laughed. "And talking about it is making me ready for some more," She said as she opened the door to their house and walked in. "How about it, Mike?" She asked, peeling her dress off over her head and standing there naked. "I know you still have some left. Unless you want it, Jennifer," She said, smiling at me."What, me?" I asked. "What do you mean?""Well, wo
"I just am so happy to be here," I said, sitting up. "I can't tell you.""Well, we're even happier to have you here," Vicky said. "Mike's always talked about you and I'm glad we've gotten to know each other like this.""Me, too," I agreed."Hey, by the way," Mike said, sitting up."Mom and dad are coming tomorrow. They called.""Oh, no," I cried. "They'll ruin everything.""They're only coming for one night," Mike said. "In case you'd forgotten, it's mom's birthday.""Oh, I had forgotten," I said. "But still, why now?""Well, I don't think I has any choice about her birthday," Mike laughed. "We'll let them stay in the other room.""What about me?" I asked, looking from him to Vicky."You can sleep mye with us," Mike said with a straight face."Oh, right," I said, laughing. "I'm sure that would go over great.""Or you can go stay at Sylvester and Trina's," he said. "I know they'd love to have you stay with them.""That's a great idea," I said, my eyes brightening. "They were nice," I sa
I couldn't believe it. I hadn't seen my mother naked since I was a little girl and I didn't really remember what she looked like. But there she stood, red hair like mine, but she kept it short. She had the same full breasts and I could also see that her pussy was shaved. I could actually see the pink line separating her pussy lips from where I was. I watched as my mother took a bow as everyone applauded again. Then she was helped down off the platform and she walked over to the bench.I had a great view from where I was hiding. I saw my mother sit down on the bench, then lay back, her feet on the floor on either side of it. I didn't quite have the right angle to be able to see my mother's pussy, but what happened next made that unimportant. As I watched, a man stood over my mother's face, straddling the bench, his dick sticking in her face. I watched in astonishment as my mother reached up and grasped the man's dick, opened her mouth and began to suck on it.As if that weren't enough,
Mike's mouth was partly agape. His eyes were bulging already. Any man would want to have a taste of those milk industries. Oh damn it! He was not any man. The lady in question was his freaking sister-in-law! Vicky hesitantly grabbed both boobs with her hands— a futile effort to cover it up. In between her fingers, the nipples were still pointing at Mike. It felt like they were telling him to come. “Damn it, Mike!! Get a fucking grip of yourself!” He thought in his mind. As if jolted back to reality, he turned swiftly. “Mickey,” Vicky's voice called him in a very cute manner. “Is there—” Mike didn't let her finish before cutting her off. “What the heck are you doing in my matrimonial chamber?” His voice was stern and rebuking. “Your matrimonial room,” Vicky said, feigning ignorance. “Oh, my bad. I had no idea. Didn't know which of the rooms you told me to go to.” “Y
On a cold and quiet night, the voice of Jennifer moaned melodiously as her husband, Mike rammed in and out of her. Beads of sweat were all over the head of the well built thirty year old man. “I love you, Mike,” Jennifer croaked out amidst the pleasure that was ravaging her entire body. “Call me daddy, sweetheart,” Mike's hoarse voice said, sending chills down the heavily aroused and sensitive body of his wife. “Daddy!!” Jennifer obeyed. The moment of pleasure lingered for a while before the two finally got to the height of the excitement. Jennifer hit orgasm with soft and tender cry accompanied by many body jerks. She came. Mike, on the other hand, shot his hot cum deep inside her. With that, he let his weight collapse on the bed. Not long after that, he carried Jennifer to the bathroom and washed her up. Jennifer was in bed, waiting for Mike to join her so they could sleep in a warm cuddle when his phone began to ring. “Babe, your phone is ringing,” she said. Mike finished wa
Epilogue . . . Rothschild came back home in anger and told Bella to leave his house. "Leave my house. I don't want to see you in my house anymore." Rothschild said. "What are you saying? What have came over you?" Bella asked. "Nothing. I just realized you have been deceiving me. I'm not impotent. Amelia just gave birth to my son." "And how sure are you that you are the father?" Bella asked and Rothschild slapped her across the face. "Don't say that in your life again. I ran a test and it confirmed that I'm okay. You have made me do terrible things. Now i want you to leave. I don't want you again." Rothschild said and it sparked an argument. It ended with Bella leaving his house. The next day, Mike went back to the hospital. He could not rest. Rothschild arrived at the hospital nearly breathless, trying to suppress the storm of emotions crashing against the walls of his heart. He needed to see Amelia, had to seek her out. He weaved through the clinical corridors, the scent
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon