Sunday, 3 July 2016

Casual Encounters - Newbies

"M-mmm." My girlfriend Nancy let out a little appreciative sound close to my ear. 

We were sitting on the couch in Nancy's apartment, watching a porn video on the TV screen we'd wired to her laptop. It was a warm June evening and we were both in just shorts and t-shirts, our feet bare. In front of us on the TV screen a pretty blonde, naked but for the loosened pink bra pushed down around her waist, had taken her lover's cock deep into her mouth, letting a steam of saliva run from her lower lip. 

"M-mmm," Nancy whispered again as the blonde let the big cock slip out of her mouth for a moment before starting to lick back and forth across the circumcised knob. 

Nancy loved porn, something I'd discovered on a visit to the apartment several weeks earlier. She'd hurried to the door to let me in but failed to turn off her laptop. I'd heard a moaning sound and flipped the lid open to see a large black cock thrusting in and out of a very wet pink pussy. Nancy had reddened in embarrassment before confessing this was something she often enjoyed on the evenings when she was home alone. 

We were graduate students at a western Oregon university and had been sleeping together for almost a year. Nancy was a wickedly cute little Asian girl, with a mass of shiny black hair and a body kept slim by running every day. I had boringly average mid-brown hair, trimmed short, but I was also in good shape after four years of college soccer as an undergraduate. 

In front of us, the pretty blonde had been pushed onto her back with her legs wide apart and her dark-haired partner was starting to eat her out. I turned the sound down a little; the blonde's moans were getting loud. 

Next to me, Nancy had undone several buttons and slid her hand down the front of her shorts. I undid my belt and unzipped my own shorts. Nancy turned to give me a mischievous grin before helping pull out my stiffening cock. She gave it a quick lick before turning back to the screen where the man had rolled onto his back and the blonde was climbing on top of him. 

The camera slowly zoomed in to show the man's cock pushing at the girl's pussy entrance. The blonde let out a little appreciative cry as the shaft disappeared inside her cunt. 

"That's very nice," Nancy commented. "I can almost feel that cock. Nicely shaved, too." 

Still in cowgirl mode, the blonde began a slow up and down ride on her partner. With each thrust, she lifted herself just enough for the man's cockhead to become visible before her pussy lips swallowed it again. 

Nancy stopped playing with herself long enough to slide her shorts and bikini panties down her legs and onto the floor. I followed suit with my own shorts and underpants, allowing my cock to spring completely free before Nancy's mouth moved around it, her tongue sliding up and down in time with the blonde girl's ride. 

"Enough," Nancy announced after a couple of minutes, turning back to the screen where the blonde was switching to reverse cowgirl position. "I don't want to miss all the action." 

I slipped two fingers into her pussy, causing her to wriggle a little. "Doggie?" 

"Mm-hmm, best for watching." Nancy slipped off her t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra and with her slim athletic figure didn't need one, but I always liked to see the thick nipples and dark areolas against her olive skin. I gave both nipples a long suck before she climbed onto the couch to give me a nice view of her tightly-muscled rear and wide-open wet pussy. 

Removing my fingers, I positioned my prick at her entrance, wiggling it a little to touch her labia. She was still rubbing one hand across her clit, and was now very wet. 

"Push it in, Pete," she muttered over her shoulder. "I'm ready for cock, even yours." 

"Okay." I pushed my prick slowly into her, feeling her cunt walls yielding. My penis wasn't among the world's longest, but it was unusually thick, and she'd found it hard to take when we were first lovers. 

"Ooh, ooh, ouch," Nancy moaned quietly as I touched bottom. 

"Okay?" I asked. 

"Just about, move it a little, that should help. Or maybe I'll get even wetter watching the video." 

I could see what she meant. On the TV screen, the blonde was now draped over the end of the bed, her ass high in the air, with the dark-haired man ramming his tool hard into her. After each thrust, he pulled slowly out, bringing a little creamy juice, until just the tip of the head was touching the girl's pussy lips, then plunged back into her. With each thrust the blonde gave a little scream. 

The camera switched from the man's cock to the girl's face for a moment. Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, appeared in rapid succession as the man speeded up his movements. 

Following their rhythm, I was moving faster and harder, too. Nancy was moaning loudly with each thrust from my cock. I was rigid from what we were watching on the screen and the pleasure of pounding her from behind. Sensing her excitement was building, I licked one finger and inserted it in her tight brown butthole. I pushed it in farther, wiggling it around, watching her ass cheeks flexing with each of my movements. I speeded up my fucking and pushed my finger in a little deeper, causing her ass to thrash from side to side as she alternated between trying to escape and trying to embrace my thrusts. 

I pushed the finger in as far as it would go. 

"Aaagh!" She screamed, causing me to feel my own climax coming. I pulled out for a moment, causing Nancy to emit a long panting sigh, then reinserted my cock. Hard! 

"Aaaagh!" She gave another scream, and then I was pounding into her cunt, getting closer and closer, then cumming with a gush that left me breathless. 

On the TV screen the video was still running. The dark-haired man was ramming the blonde girl's cunt as if his life depended on it. Suddenly he pulled out and flipped the girl around. The camera zoomed in as his cock twitched violently, then sprayed a thick stream of creamy jism across the girl's breasts. As the blonde pushed out her pink tongue to lick up a spot of cream that had landed on her chin, the picture slowly faded. 

My own cock was finally softening as Nancy turned from the screen to smile at me. "I'd love to see that," she said. 

"You just did," I told her. 

"No, idiot, I meant for real, right in front of us. Wouldn't that be great?" 

"Um-hum." It sounded like a fantasy. But an attractive one. 

"Right in front of us," Nancy repeated. "A sexy couple, fucking their brains out. Close enough to touch." 

Even though I'd cum just a minute before, I felt my cock give a little jump. 

Nancy wriggled around on the couch to give my damp shaft a lick. "Seems as if this likes the idea!" 

"But who could we get to do it?" I was definitely starting to get hard again. 

Nancy gave my cock a little slap. "No more for now, buddy, but I'll get a couple of beers and we can talk about it." 

We drank several beers over the next hour, running through the names of couples we knew. There were definitely two or three we'd like to watch having sex, but we couldn't figure out how to propose what we wanted. 

"I don't want to screw up a good friendship by shocking people we really like," I said. 

"Maybe if we were all drunk or stoned, it would be easier," Nancy suggested. 

We'd both been at parties where couples disappeared into a bedroom for a while, but it was hard to imagine planning that ahead of time. We could start to make love ourselves in front of another couple, but suppose they were just embarrassed? And it was some other couple we wanted to watch, not put on a show ourselves. 

There didn't seem to be an answer. 

"Craigslist," Nancy said suddenly. "They have personal ads. Maybe we can find something there." 

I pointed to the laptop. "Let's look." 

Nancy grabbed the keyboard, her fingers flashing across the keys. The Craigslist website page for our region of Oregon opened on the TV screen. 

"Here we are," Nancy said. "Under 'Personals.' 'Casual Encounters' sounds right?" She clicked on the words. "Hmm, looks like 'MW4MW' is what we want." 

There were just seven or eight posts under the MW4MW heading. It was a disappointing lot, we realized as we read them. Most were dated weeks earlier, with only two from the past few days. Nancy pulled up the first. 

"Ugh. W-a-a-a-y too old! Good for them still to like fucking at fifty, but I want to see real sexy people. How about the second one?" 

I stared at the screen. At least the second couple were in their twenties. "I don't know, Nance, they look a bit extreme. They say they're both bi and want DP and DV and I don't think I'm quite ready for that. Or sucking guys off." 

Nancy gave me a regretful look. "Yeah, I suppose. I'm eager to watch, but I'm not sure I want multiple cocks stuck up me right away, either. Darn!" 

I had an idea. "How about Portland listings? It's only an hour's drive or so." 

Nancy clicked on "Portland, Casual Encounters, MW4MW." 

We watched a long list of ads appear. 

"Much more encouraging! How about this one?" Nancy pointed. 

It was the third ad in the list, dated today. We read the heading, "Friendly, Fit, 20s Couple Looking to Play and Watch, and Maybe More." 

Nancy clicked on the details. It seemed to be just what we were looking for: 

"Young professional couple, 28 and 26, in good shape, seeks similar for same room sex - and maybe more, if everyone is comfortable. We are somewhat experienced but happy to play with newbies. 

He's 190lb, 6 ft 2, and charming. She's 125 lb, 5 ft 4, with a great body and a lovely smile. 

Meet for drinks first to check the chemistry, we hope you'll be our friends. 

Interested? Tell us about yourselves, and send pics. 

A and K 

Two images with faces cropped out were included, both male and female in swimsuits, hers a bikini with a thong bottom that made me lick my lips. 

"She's got a great body," I commented. "And really nice boobs." 

"He's got a terrific torso," Nancy countered. She was sensitive about her small breasts. "And great abs." She punched me on my arm. "I bet he's got a huge cock, too." 

"Dirty-minded female! So are we ready to respond?" I asked, but the answer was obvious. Nancy was already hitting the "Reply" button. 

"Wait, we need to send pics." I reached for my iPhone as Nancy's fingers tapped out the beginning of an email message. 

Ten minutes later, we took a last look at our proposed reply. We described ourselves as enthusiastically as possible, attached our pics, in underclothes with faces cropped out, and signed it "N and P." Nancy hit the Hotmail Send button. Now we had to wait. 

* * * 

Four days later, back in Nancy's apartment, staring at the usual garbage emails that had arrived in her Hotmail inbox, we were about ready to give up on our first attempt. There was still no reply from "A and K." 

"Just went into a goddamn black hole. We should have replied to more than just one ad," I said. "We were stupid. Though it was probably a scam, anyway." 

"Yeah," Nancy agreed. "But they seemed so perfect. Maybe I just thought wanting it enough would make it happen." 

"Let's take a look at the latest Portland listings. There's got to be some nice perverted young couple out there, just waiting for us." 

Nancy's fingers were just reaching for the keyboard when one more email arrived on the screen. 

"Wait! It's a Craigslist address. With the Friendly, Fit, 20s Couple headline." 

"So open it!" 

I pushed her across the couch so we both could see the screen. 

"Hi there, N and P..." 

The email from A and K was apologetic, explaining that they'd been trying to set up a date with another couple whose ad reply had arrived ahead of ours, but the couple had chickened out at the last minute. 

"We'd have picked you guys as our first choice," the email went on, "but we'd already started to trade emails with the other folk." 

"But if you are still interested and available, please reply with a cell # so the two females can verify that we are all real. Then we can meet—maybe Saturday evening—and go from there. 


"A and K." 

"Yeah!" Nancy grinned at me. "They'll get a reply right back. Now! And mark your calendar for Saturday, kiddo!" 

* * * 

We found a parking spot in downtown Portland more easily than we'd expected on a Saturday evening and were a few minutes early as we approached the hotel. 

Nancy and Karen—we now were all open about our names—had talked on the phone twice since our exchange of emails and agreed we should get together on what Karen called "neutral territory." We would meet in the lobby of a downtown hotel where Karen and her husband Alan had reserved a room. We'd have a drink in the bar before deciding if we were all comfortable enough to go ahead. 

Nancy and I were glad of this cautious approach. Now it looked like it was about to happen, Nancy was nervous and I was wondering how well I'd be able to perform in front of another couple. 

I took Nancy's hand as we walked into the hotel and felt a slight tremble. 

"We don't have to do anything," I told her. "If we don't like these guys, or it just doesn't feel right, we can walk straight out of the hotel. And even when we're in the room, we can still leave if we don't want to go ahead." 

"Okay, I guess," Nancy gave me a quick grin. "And maybe everything will be exactly what we're hoping for. If we're lucky!" 

We pushed open the door to the lobby and saw the others immediately. We'd still not exchanged facial photos but the smiling couple facing the door had to be Alan and Karen. 

The man, tall, dark-haired, and clean-shaven, wearing a smart short-sleeved shirt and tan pants, crossed the lobby with a broad grin on his face and shook my hand. 

"I'm Alan, and you're Pete?" 


Alan turned to Nancy and gave her a quick hug. "It's wonderful to meet you for real." He beckoned to the attractive blonde with shoulder-length hair, in a pale blue silk top over a darker blue short skirt, already moving towards us. "And this is Karen." 

A wide smile appeared on Karen's face. She leaned forward to kiss me lightly on the mouth, then hugged Nancy. 

"I'm so glad you were able to make it," Karen told us warmly. "Though I feel I know Nancy already just from a couple of phone calls." 

"Women telling secrets," Alan laughed. "Let's go in the bar, and learn some more about each other." 

Two beers apiece later, it was clear we were all enjoying each other's company. Alan was a salesman for a large electronics firm, and obviously a successful one. As the original ad had claimed, he was charming, with a ready grin, along with a fund of funny stories. More than other salesmen I'd met, he was a good listener, not eager to dominate the conversation, and seeming genuinely interested in what we had to say. And Karen—she was a delight. She had a lovely wide smile and a wonderful musical laugh, able to be totally relaxed with us and putting everyone at ease. She told us she was an emergency room nurse at one of Portland's hospitals, working the day shift and occasional weekends—but fortunately not this one. She too had some funny stories, mostly about the strange things people managed to get stuck in their body orifices, although it was obvious there were others less amusing. She was warm and relaxed and I could imagine her being unflappable in a crisis. 

It was as if we'd been friends for years. We talked some more about Alan's and Karen's jobs, and then about Nancy's and my graduate programs (environmental science for Nancy, creative writing for me). The conversation moved on to sports and Alan and I were deep in a discussion about the Portland Timbers soccer team, while Karen and Nancy giggled about experiences at various gyms, when we were interrupted. 

"Another round?" Our server had returned and was standing at Alan's shoulder. 

"Or are we all ready to go?" Alan looked around the table. 

This was it. Nancy and I could leave, or we could head upstairs. 

I looked at Nancy. 

She nodded, our signal for going ahead. I nodded back, far more comfortable with the evening's possibilities than I'd expected. 

"We're ready," I told Alan, with what I hoped was meaningful emphasis. 

Alan's face broke into a broad grin. "Great!" He turned to our server. "The check, please." 

We shared the elevator with two serious-looking older couples apparently attending some kind of religious convention, while the four of us tried to avoid laughing. Our evening was going to be very different from theirs. 

Alan and Karen led Nancy and me to the room they'd checked into earlier. Closing the door behind us, Alan pulled Nancy towards him and gave her a long kiss. "I've been wanting to do that ever since we walked into the bar," he told her. 

Karen touched my shoulder, then moved quickly into my arms for an equally long kiss that allowed me to inhale her delicate perfume. As we moved apart, she said softly "I think you're going to enjoy this evening." 

"I think so too." I wondered if she'd noticed my stiffening cock as we embraced. 

Alan said: "The bathroom's through there." He pointed. "And the minibar is under the TV if we need more refreshment any time." He looked at Nancy and me and laughed. "And the bed's over there!" 

The covers had already been removed from the king-size bed. Several pillows were piled at the headboard end, along with a couple of small towels. 

"Kick off your shoes and socks and climb aboard." Alan directed. "The show's about to begin." 

Nancy and I looked at each other. We might still be a tiny bit nervous, but we weren't changing our minds now. 

Alan and Karen moved to the headboard end while Nancy and I plopped down close to the foot. Karen had told Nancy in one of their phone conversations that when they played with "newbies," they usually started the action, "just to set the mood," Nancy had reported to me. 

As Alan and Karen arranged themselves on the pillows, Nancy gripped my hand. "God, I've been so wanting to see this," she whispered. 

Alan and Karen reached out and embraced, their mouths moving together, lips sliding across each other's. Alan put one hand behind Karen's head and pulled her into a harder, longer kiss. They broke for a moment to smile at us, then continued kissing, mouths seeking mouths, slipping down to the napes of necks, then tongues touching and teasing. Alan moved one hand down to Karen's silk top, sliding his fingers back and forth across where her nipples were now visible through the silk. Karen slid a hand slowly across Alan's body, then down to the front of his pants where the outline of his cockhead was becoming apparent. I saw Alan smile as Karen's hand wandered across his crotch, then he reached for her silk top, carefully undoing buttons. At the same time, Karen managed to get his belt undone. 

I felt Nancy's hand grip mine more tightly. 

Alan slowly lifted the silk top over Karen's head and dropped it behind her. 

I caught my breath as Karen's beautifully filled lacy brassiere appeared. Her nipples were obviously hard, pushing out the delicate fabric that barely contained each breast. Next to me, Nancy whispered: "No drooling!" 

Alan wasn't done. He leaned across Karen to undo the buttons on her blue skirt, then eased her up as she pushed the skirt down her legs and onto the bed. 

"Lovely underwear," Nancy said quietly as Karen's matching lacy panties appeared. 

As Karen smiled in response, I gazed at the damp patch on the panties. My cock was definitely getting stiff. 

Now it was Alan's turn. He pulled off his shirt himself, waiting while Karen unzipped and opened his pants, then wriggled out of them to sit back in a pair of dark red boxers with a serious bulge at the front. 

I glanced at Nancy. Her mouth was slightly open and her tongue was peeking between her lips. 

Alan turned to give Karen another long kiss on the mouth, then moved a hand behind her back to unclip her bra. The thing stayed in place for a moment, then slowly slid down her front to reveal the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen. 

Alan must have seen the expression on my face. "They're amazing, aren't they," he mouthed to me, as I gazed at the deep rose-colored nipples surrounded by paler pink areolas, centered in turn on her gorgeous smooth mounds. 

Karen didn't have Nancy's slim tightly-muscled athletic form, but she was clearly fit, with the most wonderful curvaceous body. She smiled at my obvious admiration. 

"You like?" 

I nodded, my mouth suddenly dry. "I like. A lot," I finally got out. 

Alan pulled Karen closer, then bent to take each nipple in turn into his mouth, rolling his tongue across the tit and then around the areola. Karen made a small pleased noise as each tit was sucked, then moved her hand into Alan's crotch, massaging his still hidden cock through the fabric. Alan looked up from Karen's boobs to wink at us—we were both absolutely still, watching intently. "Ready for more?" he asked. 

Our answers would have been obvious, but Alan didn't wait. Lifting Karen a couple of inches, he slid the wet lacy panties down her legs and tossed them onto the floor, then let Karen slide his boxers off. 

"Mm-mm-hmmm." Nancy ran her tongue across her lips as Alan's stiff tool appeared. It was quite a bit less thick than mine, but more than an inch longer. "Nice cock!" 

I was gazing at Karen's pussy. It was totally shaved, smooth as silk in the light from the bedside lamp. She was tanned all over, too, with no pale areas at all. She looked up from Alan's cock, standing erect in front of her face, to explain: "Our back yard is totally screened, so I can just take everything off and—" She stopped suddenly as Alan slipped a finger into her pussy. 

"Mm-mm," Karen made a pleased sound, then slowly bent over Alan's cock. Next to me, I heard Nancy catch her breath. 

Karen glanced at us and smiled, then lowered her mouth onto Alan's prick, running her tongue around the head for several long seconds before suddenly engulfing it. 

Nancy removed her hand from mine and slid it down the front of her shorts. I loosened my belt and pulled my zip lower. 

Karen let Alan's cockhead escape for a moment before starting to slide her tongue up and down the long rigid shaft. Alan moaned quietly as Karen kissed and sucked at his cock, then moved lower to lick his balls, and then back up the shaft. And back again. And again. And again. 

Alan moaned louder, then raised a hand to push Karen gently away while he stretched out, feet towards where Nancy and I were lying, gently fondling ourselves. Karen gave us a quick approving glance before moving to straddle Alan's upper chest. As he leaned forward to lick her pussy she bent to resume her attentions to his cock. 

"Can you see all right?" Karen lifted her head to ask us. 

I was too focused on the sight of this lovely woman's tongue licking back and forth across what I had to admit was a very handsome cockhead to respond. Nancy answered for both of us: "Mm-hmmm-mm. Perfectly." 

Alan was picking up the pace of his ministrations to Karen's now gaping pussy, causing her to writhe and grunt. A little more of this, then she released Alan's cock and slid slowly down his body until she was poised above his prick. I felt myself tense with anticipation. 

As Karen gradually lowered herself onto Alan's waiting tool, Nancy pushed her shorts and bikini underpants all the way down and over her feet. Now her pussy was facing Karen and Alan. I reached across to feel her dampness, running a finger across her clit. 

Karen was totally impaled now, a look of rapt concentration on her face. As she started to ride her husband's prick, I jerked my own shorts and boxers off, to the relief of my very stiff cock. I saw Karen's eyes open wide as my tool appeared. "That looks interesting," she said softly. 

I started to run my hand along my own cock as Alan's tool disappeared into Karen's cunt, then slowly reappeared, slick with her juices. Next to me, Nancy was rubbing herself increasingly vigorously. 

Karen stopped her ride for a moment, and without dismounting, turned to face Alan. "Come a little closer," she called over her shoulder to Nancy and me. As we worked our way a couple of feet up the bed, Karen started her ride again. Nancy and I were so close now we could have touched the long stiff shaft driving in and out of Karen's cunt. I reached across to Nancy's pussy and plunged two fingers into her wetness. 

As Alan rammed his tool in and out of Karen, I started a similar rhythm with my fingers in and out of Nancy. Alan glanced over Karen's shoulder, grinning at us as Nancy's breathing became louder. Karen turned too to gaze at us for a moment, running a pink tongue across her lips, then increased her own pace. 

Suddenly Nancy's back arched and she gave a loud gasp as her orgasm hit. "You go, girl," I heard from Karen as she and Alan turned in our direction, pleased smiles on their faces. 

Nancy's climax didn't slow any of us down. I continued to thrust my fingers in and out of Nancy's cunt as she moaned and panted. Alan and Karen were moving even harder and faster as Alan's eight inches drove in and out between Karen's beautiful pussy lips and she raised herself and then plunged down again, her breasts bouncing up and down. 

Karen came first, with a scream. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh Fuck! Fuck!" 

As Karen subsided, sliding more gently down onto her husband's cock, I sensed Alan's body tensing. He grabbed Karen by the shoulders and rammed her down onto his erection, then lifted her and rammed her down again. He lifted her a third time, clear off his suddenly fully visible prick, slick and hard and red against Karen's ass. Then he came too, with a shout, squirting a spray of white cum upward along Karen's spine. 

"Oh, man," Alan muttered as he released his wife. "That was special. You two turned me on even more." 

"Alan loves to see audience reaction," Karen told Nancy. "And you sure held nothing back!" 

Nancy gave a little laugh. "You guys were beautiful," she said. "God, it was ten times better than any porn video." 

"Met your expectations?" Alan asked. 

"Definitely exceeded them," I told him. 

Alan looked at me, and then Nancy. "So, do you think you guys would like to play now?" 

I realized he was giving us a last chance to change our minds, but my cock was so rigidly erect I knew that was the last thing I wanted. I was certainly no longer worried about being able to perform in front of this couple. I turned to Nancy. She was suddenly frowning. "Gee, Pete, I'm not sure..." 

Shit! Surely she wasn't going to chicken out. I stared at her, then saw how face break into a mischievous grin. 

"Relax, Pete. If you can with that hard-on," she mocked me. "After that show, there's nothing I want to do more than fuck!" 

Teasing little bitch! 

"Phew! Just for a moment I thought you were serious." Alan chuckled. "So, if you think you're ready, why don't we switch places and you take the pillows." 

Nancy and I crawled up to the head of the bed as Alan and Karen moved to take our places. 

Nancy and I had fantasized about this moment several times in the preceding days, usually leading to yet another vigorous fuck session. I looked into her dark amber eyes. For a moment I was overwhelmed with gratitude for her delight in sex, her eagerness to explore, and her willingness to share. I leaned forward to kiss her gently on the mouth. "Thank you for everything," I told her. 

She grinned at me. "And for what we are about to receive...?" 

I grinned back. "Uh-huh. That too. Definitely." 

I slipped a hand under her chin and pulled her mouth closer. Our tongues touched, each teasing the other, then we were in full mouth-to-mouth mode, nibbling lips, running tongues around the insides of our mouths, feeling excitement building, enjoying the sense of exhibitionism. 

Some more kissing, then I dropped my mouth to her breasts. Her nipples were standing clear out from her areolas, both breasts slightly flushed after her orgasm. I took one nipple in my mouth and then the other, running my tongue gently from one side of the each breast to the other, then ducking closer to suck hard on a tit. 

Nancy had one hand in her crotch now, rubbing back and forth across her labia, making little grunting sounds. I lifted my head from her boobs and pushed her back onto the pillows. She moved her hand to give me access to where she'd shaved enough to leave a narrow dark landing strip. 

"Can you guys see okay?" I asked Karen and Alan. 

"Maybe with a little rearranging," Alan answered. 

I waited while Alan and Karen moved up the bed, so that they were either side of Nancy's legs. I turned around and moved down between her legs so that my head was above her pussy and my erection was directly above her mouth. 

"Everyone okay?" I asked. I didn't wait for any reply. Diving between Nancy's pussy lips, I tasted the spicy juices that I guessed had been flowing ever since the others started fucking in front of us. A moment later I felt Nancy's mouth close around my rigid cock. 

Nancy and I began to build up a rhythm. As soon as I plunged my tongue into her cunt, her mouth would suck harder on my prick, her tongue taking a little longer to leave my cockhead each time. I glanced up for a moment to catch sight of Karen and Alan watching intently from either side. 

"Lovely teamwork," I heard Alan say. I lifted my head to grin at him and saw he was running his hand up and down his own cock, already hard again. On the other side Karen had inserted two fingers into her pussy and was gazing at Nancy with a dreamy smile on her face. 

I returned to Nancy's cunt for a minute or so more, then gently removed my cock from her mouth, eased myself off her body, and turned around to allow her to climb on top of me. We edged up to the head of the bed as Nancy slid her slim olive body down mine to place my cock at the entrance to her pussy. 

"Put it in, Pete," she demanded. "Goddamn, I need to be fucked." 

"Can you make that thing fit?" Karen was staring at the thickness of my cock, still just touching Nancy's pussy lips. 

Nancy didn't answer as she lowered her wet pussy very slowly onto my rigid tool. 

"Aa-ah," Nancy said softly as I felt my thickness move up her channel. "Gently... now all the way!" 

I obliged with a shove that brought a louder cry from Nancy. 

"Are you okay?" I asked. 

"I'll be fine in a minute, but Jesus, I've never known you so hard." 

She was right. Watching Alan and Karen had been an incredible turn-on, and having them inches away now was exciting me even more. 

Nancy started to ride slowly up and down my cock. She had gotten even wetter and I felt as if I could feel every little bit of her cunt walls sliding along my shaft. 

I picked up my own pace, causing Nancy to start a moaning repetition of "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, that's so good, fuck me..." 

I reached behind Nancy to run my fingers up and down between her ass cheeks. Nancy's demands grew louder: "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my wet cunt," then "Put your finger up my ass, put your finger up my—" 

I dipped a finger in the juices oozing around my cock and jammed it into her butt. She went rigid for a second, then came with a scream, her body jerking and shuddering above mine. 

"O-o-o-h, yes," Karen commented, now with three fingers thrusting into her own pussy. "Lovely!" 

As Nancy's climax subsided, I pulled my slick cock out of her cunt, and wriggled out from under her. "On your knees," I told her. 

She nodded. She knew what I wanted. We'd fantasized about this as we'd waited for Saturday to arrive. As she moved into a kneeling position between Karen and Alan I stood up in front of her, one hand on the headboard to stabilize myself, and pushed my rock hard cock into her waiting open mouth. 

I started to thrust in and out between her lips. Each time I pulled out a little I felt her tongue teasing back and forth across my cockhead. 

I quickened my pace, putting a hand behind her head to hold her still. This wasn't just a blow job, I was fucking her mouth as hard as I possibly could. 

Harder and harder, my hand tightly holding her in position. 

Nancy was doing her best. As I pushed past her lips, she sucked hard on my shaft, then teased it with her tongue as I pulled out, each thrust bringing me a little closer to the edge, but not quite there. Thrust, suck, thrust, suck... 

Then Nancy reached out a hand, ran it across my straining balls, and gently squeezed. 

I exploded with a roar, pulling back to send a stream of cum into Nancy's still open mouth and across the lower part of her face. 

I let go of Nancy's head and dropped back down on the pillows as Nancy let my jism trickle out of her mouth and run down her chin onto her breasts. 

"Wow!" Karen gasped from next to me. She'd moved to within inches of Nancy's face—and my cock. Her fingers were still embedded in her pussy, but she'd not climaxed. On my other side, Alan was smiling broadly, running a hand along his fully erect prick. 

Nancy was still dribbling cum out of her open mouth. I picked up a towel and wiped it gently across her face and breasts. 

"Jesus Christ, that was one of the best finishes I've ever seen," Alan said. "Man, you had me turned on." He looked down at his cock. "Still do!" 

"I'm so glad you replied to our ad," Karen said. "The nicest couple we've ever met and absolutely the most exciting." 

We lay on the bed smiling at each other for several minutes, our bodies slowly relaxing after the excitement. 

* * * 

"Anyone want a drink?" Alan got to his feet, walked across to the minibar, and peered inside. "Beer, they've got an IPA? Or there's vodka and scotch." He looked in Nancy's direction. I hadn't got all the cum away from her mouth. "Maybe a vodka-and-cum cocktail?" 

"Very funny, Alan," Karen joined him at the minibar and pulled out a beer. "You guys?" she asked Nancy and me, still lying in a heap on the bed. 

I nudged Nancy and we managed to get to our feet and get our own beers. 

I caught sight of the bedside clock. It was amazing, it had been just two hours earlier that we'd met these two people with whom we were now standing comfortably naked with beers in our hands. Of course, I thought, not every pair of couples tore their clothes off and fucked each other forty minutes after they met. 

It felt absolutely right, though. We slowly drained our beers, casually observing each other's bodies, totally comfortable in our nudity. 

"Done?" Alan asked after a while. We all nodded and he gathered up the empty bottles as we chatted about Portland. 

There was a little gap in the conversation, then Alan asked: "Anyone feel like swapping?" 

Nancy and I had realized what the "and more" in Alan and Karen's Craigslist ad implied, but we'd been so focused on the possibilities of watching another couple and then performing ourselves that we'd barely talked about it. I knew what my decision would be, though, as I saw a wide smile appear on Karen's face. 

I turned to Nancy. "You wouldn't be jealous if I...?" I let the words tail away. Glancing across at Karen's lovely naked figure, I felt like my whole body was crying "Oh please! Oh please! Say it's okay!" 

Nancy gave me a long contemplative look. "Jealous? Yeah, maybe a little bit." She paused, leaving me almost quivering, then grinned and continued: "But you wouldn't be jealous if I...?" 

I smiled at her. "Maybe a little bit." 

Nancy smiled back. "That's okay then." She turned to the others. "Who starts?" 

Everyone laughed, then Alan said: "Maybe it should be you and me, Nancy, to give Pete a little more time to recover. Besides, I'm eager to see how you like a different shaped cock." 

Alan took Nancy's hand and led her to the top of the bed, her hand already moving up the inside of his leg. 

As Karen and I settled ourselves in the middle of the bed, Alan and Nancy arranged themselves on the pile of pillows. 

I ran a hand across Karen's blonde hair, down her smooth tanned back, and across her soft ass as Alan and Nancy started a long kiss. I wasn't feeling jealous at all. Nancy and I sometimes made love in front of the mirror in her bedroom, relishing the sight of my dick driving in and out of her, and I'd fantasized about seeing another man's tool enjoying the same treat. 

With no clothes to discard, there was less foreplay. Alan moved quickly to sucking Nancy's tits as she reached for his long stiff cock and started to run a hand up and down the shaft. 

"My turn," Nancy pushed Alan's head away and rearranged herself with her mouth over Alan's prick before starting a rotating motion with her tongue across the head that caused Alan to groan softly. As she moved her mouth down his long shaft, Alan reached both hands out to caress her breasts. 

Next to me, Karen whispered: "I love to see Alan's cock being sucked." 

Nancy ran her tongue back up around Alan's cockhead, taking it into her mouth, letting it slide out, tonguing it again, then sucking in as much of its length as her small mouth would allow. She let a little stream of saliva dribble from her lips and down the shaft, then moved to his balls. 

Alan moaned as Nancy licked back and forth across both testicles, then took one into her mouth, her tongue protruding between her lips. She lifted her head for a moment to look me in the eye, let Alan's ball slip out of her mouth, then sucked the second one in and rolled her eyes at me as I reached for my own stiff cock. 

Karen inserted two fingers in her pussy, then pulled them out to run their slickness along my prick as I inhaled her perfume again, mixed now with the scents of sex. I leaned across and slid a finger across her damp pussy lips. 

"Do that some more," she asked. 

With Nancy still sucking on Alan's balls in front of us, I ran my finger slowly across Karen's pussy, feeling for the little nub of her clit, while she moved her hand slowly up and down my hard cock. Karen moved closer and gave me a long tongue-to-tongue kiss that ended with us both almost trembling. 

Nancy released Alan's balls and edged up the heap of pillows to straddle him, facing Karen and me: "I need you to fuck me now," she told Alan. 

Karen and I watched as Nancy moved down Alan's body, then drew up her knees so that her pussy was wide open in front of us with Alan's cockhead at the entrance. Nancy caught my eye again and ran her tongue slowly across her lips. I grinned back, it was great to see her getting into exhibitionism. 

Nancy wriggled her body down an inch to allow Alan's cockhead to enter her. I leaned closer to Karen as Alan pushed his prick slowly up between my girlfriend's pussy lips. A rapt expression appeared on Nancy's face as Alan's cock drove farther inside her cunt and finally stopped. 

"Oh God, it's s-o-o deep," Nancy whispered. 

As Alan started a slow in-and-out, I reached for Karen, sliding my mouth across her beautiful boobs as she moved her hand up and down my shaft. I gathered one luscious breast in my hand, licking the stiff nipple, running my tongue around the slightly nubbly areola, then taking as much of the whole thing in my mouth as I could, licking and sucking. 

Then the other breast. 

And back to the first, as Karen removed her hand from my cock and inserted two fingers into her pussy with a little moan. 

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Nancy riding vigorously up and down Alan's prick, her lips parted in a wicked smile. I licked and sucked harder on Karen's breast as she brought a hand up to pinch and rub her other nipple. 

I speeded up my licking across the areola as I felt Karen moving her fingers in and out of her cunt, making a little squishing sound each time. She was moaning softly. I lifted my head from her breast to look into her face. She was staring at Alan and Nancy, but with a glazed look as her fingers thrust in and out. 

"Don't stop sucking, don't stop, please don't stop..." She pushed my head back on her breast. I sucked even harder, then grabbed the nipple between my lips and tongue and squeezed. 

"Aagh!" Karen bucked and shuddered as her climax hit. 

Alan looked over Nancy's shoulder at Karen and me, a big grin on his face. "So you found her sensitive area?" he chuckled, as Karen lay back against my body, breathing hard from her orgasm. 

The aroma of sex in the room was intense now. Across from us, Nancy had turned around to face Alan in cowgirl position, riding him hard, allowing me to see his long shaft driving in and out between her pussy lips, bringing a little more slick cream each time. 

Nancy picked up the pace some more, driving her cunt down onto Alan's prick as he thrust into her, crying: "Fuck me! Fuck me! Goddamn you! Fuck my wet cunt, Fuck me harder! Fuck..." 

Suddenly, she was thrashing back and forth as she climaxed with a long moan. Alan barely changed his rhythm, seemingly pushing even deeper into her. 

My prick was starting to feel like it was on fire. I lifted Karen so that she was sitting on my lap, and started to move my cock back and forth across her pussy entrance. She let out an approving purr, let it slip in, and started a slow up and down ride. 

"God, it is fat, isn't it?" she said softly. "I love the way it fills me up." 

Across from us, Alan peered around Nancy to gaze at his wife, impaled on my prick. "Wow," he commented. "Lucky Karen is plenty flexible." 

I was moving faster now, and Karen had obviously recovered from her orgasm. Alan, too, was speeding up his pace, ramming into Nancy's cunt. 

"A-a-a-a-h!" Alan shouted the arrival of his climax, pulling his cock out to spray cum across the entrance to Nancy's pussy and down her legs. 

I nudged Karen's shoulder. "Doggie?" I asked. 

"Oh, yes, please!" 

She leaned forward to get on her knees in front of me without letting my prick leave her pussy. I pushed my shaft in farther, enjoying the sight of it driving into her as her juices seeped out around it. 

I reached around to take hold of her beautiful heavy breasts, rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently. "Yes! Yes!" Karen started to push her ass back towards me, ramming my cock further inside her. 

"Mm-mmm." I looked up to see Nancy had crawled across to lie in front of Karen, her legs open to show Alan's jism dripping from around her pussy, her gaze on my cock ramming in and out of Karen's cunt. As I watched Karen dipped her head to lap at her husband's cum. 

Alan crawled across to join the three of us, smiling at the sight of my shaft driving in and out of his wife. 

Karen turned to gaze at me for a moment, her eyes glazed with lust. "Harder, harder, I want you to hurt me a little, Pete, jam your cock into me, hurt my tits..." 

My cock was a battering ram as I drove it into Karen's cunt as her ass wriggled in her efforts to take even more of me inside her. 

Alan removed one of my hands from his wife's breast and replaced it with his own and began to squeeze and twist her hard nipple. I took the hint and squeezed harder on the other tit. 

Karen was out of control now, lapping at Nancy's pussy, and driving her ass back onto my cock, ever more frantically. 'Hurt me! Hurt me!" she was shouting at Alan and me. I was throwing myself forward now with each thrust of my cock as Karen's cries became more desperate. 

I couldn't keep this up any more... 

I came with a roar, gushing my juices deep into Karen's cunt, sending her over the edge too, with a loud scream. 

Karen and I collapsed in a warm sweaty heap. Nancy crawled over towards me, a big smile on her face. "Wow, wow, wow," she said. She pulled me to her, and gave me a long kiss. "I was only a little tiny bit jealous," she said. "But it was definitely worth it." 

Alan turned to Karen and kissed her gently. "That was lovely," he told her." But I'm sure glad tomorrow's Sunday." 

The four of us sprawled on the bed together. Some of the pillows had been knocked onto the floor and towels covered the wetter patches on the sheets. Karen lay next to Nancy, her blonde hair contrasting with Nancy's dark mop. On Karen's other side, Alan was flat on his back, eyes half closed, his limp cock still shiny with dampness. 

Nancy edged closer to snuggle up against me as Alan lifted his head to grin at us. 

"Let's get together again real soon," he said. 

Nancy and I responded simultaneously: "Yes! Yes!"

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