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Our Turn To Be The Hunters

Patrick and I got seduced as a couple by Bob and Karen and when we got home alone realized just how much fun swinging was. The next few times we did it involved Bob & Karen and another couple they introduced to us. We took turns having threesomes with each couple being the center of attention. When we partied at some ones house we found the host with the other ladies and the hostess with the other two men. So we had been the center of attention and we had been the aggressors.

So Patrick and I chose to find another couple and seduce them into swinging with us. Bill and Marsha were friends of ours and we thought they would make a perfect first conquest. Bill kept in shape and Marsha had a nice personality and an hourglass figure. So Patrick and I went to work on them. The boys played golf one Saturday and Marsha and I went to the garden center where she was helping me pick out some house plants. We were to cook out later that afternoon.

While golfing Patrick asked Bill indirectly what he thought of me. Much to his delight Bill expressed some interest beyond just friends and so the big question was dropped, “Would you fuck my wife Di if you had the chance?” “I’d trade my wife for yours any day of the week” came the laughing reply. “Well interestingly enough, I was having thoughts about having sex with your wife too, Bill”. Since Bill showed no remorse to the comment the golf game took over as the central topic.

Somewhere along the line the buys were tied up and the score was even heading for the last hole. Patrick offered a bet on the last hole. If Bill won the hole he could have me for a night alone and anything goes, but if Patrick won the hole then both wives were involved for a full wife swap. Bill agreed. It came down to the last putt, if Patrick sunk the shot it was tied, if he made it he won. Bill walked over picked up Patrick’s ball and said “That’s a gimme, you win”. They laughed and talked of how they were going to get us girls to go for the idea.

Meanwhile Marsha and I were shopping for plants. I had hinted with Marsha about having hypothetical thoughts about recreational sex and she shared her ideas of having an affair with a couple of prospective males to get some hot action since Bill and she were into the same old routine in the bedroom. She even said ”Every Time The Same Thing”. I asked her if she had interest in Patrick as a lover. “Sure, if you are saying that you will lend me your husband for a night of fun”, “Marsha, have you ever done that before?” I asked. She admitted giving her ex-boss a BJ for a raise and a coworker once felt her up at a conference but that’s all and Bill didn’t know anything about either event. Then I posed it to her “What if Bill and I were having a night of fun at the same time you and Patrick were doing it?” She thought about it for a second and said “Well then it would all be even wouldn’t it”.

Once back at the house I fixed us some drinks while we arranged the plants. I broke an awkward moment of silence asking “So how are we going to get the boys to go along with wife swapping?” “I was just wondering that same thing”, she said. We toasted to getting laid and began working on a plan of action. We would first eat, flirting a little more than usual and move the boys to the basement where the pool table was and the windows were not. We came up with a game of strip pool and we would miss on purpose. We racked up the balls and went back up stairs for the boys to come home.

The men came home all showered from the club house and smelling of fresh cologne. While the food was cooking on the grill Marsha snuck a full handful of Patrick’s shorts, right where the front bulged, lingering a little too long to ban an accident and out of sight of Bill. I on the other hand made sure Patrick and Marsha saw me drip a small glob of chip dip into Bill’s lap and then take a little too long to wipe it off with my finger and while starring Bill right in the eye put it into my mouth sucking on it and pushing it in and out suggesting a blow job. Then I took my napkin and began to wipe his lap with a grab here and there till I got a handful of cock to gingerly pinch.

The boys were murmuring while we set the table. When we sat to eat at the picnic table on the back deck Marsha and I were careful to sit next to each other’s mate. I reached over to put my hand on Bill’s thigh and found no resistance what so ever. Bill’s hand came over to my lap so I spread my legs for him to have better access. He ran his fingers up and down the front of my shorts dead center on my favorite spot.

Marsha asked, “Do you guys still have that pool table in the basement?” Patrick perked right up with a “Yes” and invited us all to retire to the basement for another round of drinks and a game of “Eight Ball”. Bill was showing a lot of interest in the crotch of his shorts when he rose from the picnic table. Marsha and I were wearing summer sleeveless blouses, sandals and Bermuda shorts. Patrick and bill had on golf shirts and Bermuda shorts. No shoes in the house so we were all barefoot as we entered the back door. I locked it behind Patrick and whispered to him, “We are on tonight; Marsha is ready and ripe for plucking”. A little hug, a little kiss and we were off to the basement to seduce our friends.

I went to Bill and snuggled up under his arm asking if they wanted to play “Strip Pool”. All agreed especially Marsha who smiled with a shrug of joy from across the table. Patrick claimed boys against the girls as he broke sinking two solid colored balls. “That’s two items for you girls to remove”, he said and waited to see what we’d do. I slid out from Bill’s side and unbuttoned my blouse letting it fall off my shoulders. I looked to Marsha who then pulled her top off too. Bill stepped up to line up then next shot. He sank another solid ball then stood up to watch me. I shrugged my shoulders and pulled my shorts off leaving me in just my bra and panties. Still the boys turn Patrick lined up and dropped another solid ball, we all looked to Marsha as she removed her bra barring her nice boobs which she massaged and fingered as if two little puppies were just set free. Bill missed the next shot.

I lined up and put a striped one in the side pocket. Patrick dropped his shorts standing there in his snug boxers and golf shirt with the beginnings of a husky hard on being held down pinched against his leg. Marsha walked over and took it in her hand saying, “I just want to dry the sweat off my hand before I shoot” then took careful aim and dropped another ball for us. Bill pulled off his shirt exposing his bulging chest and dark hair. I made another of our balls in the corner so all eyes wee on Patrick. Much to Bill’s surprise and delight for Marsha and I he pulled off his underwear freeing his 9 inches of manhood. Marsha wasted no time going over and taking it in her hand. She looked to Bill and I and said “You two can have all the fun you want to tonight if I can have this”. Bill and I chuckled then agreed. Marsha bent over taking Patrick’s cock into her mouth, and then she squatted before him to get a better position and give it the best attention she could. Bill grabbed me pulled me up close to his chest and said to me in a husky voice “Game over, you’re mine”. “Yes Sir” was all I said as I reached for the snap and zipper of his shorts. Before I could get his shorts un done my bra was sliding off my shoulders. Bills hands were holding my breasts as I stooped down to have him step out of his shorts and underwear. I was face to face (so to speak) with an eight inch nicely thick woman pleaser. While I sucked it I managed to wiggle out of my panties.

I heard some movement on the other side of the pool table so I stopped what I was doing and stood up to find Marsha naked on her back on the pool table and Patrick’s face buried between her legs. “How nice” I said. But no sooner was it out of my mouth I was hoisted up off the ground like a sack of feathers, gently laid on the other end of the table and Bill’s kisses were trailing up my thigh to my waiting wet pussy. I lifted my knees with my hands and spread my legs wide for him just to let his tongue have full access to me. It was wonderful. The men were eating us out with a fever. Marsha scooted up till her head was next to mine. Patrick stayed right with her. We laid there looking and smiling at each other as our spouses were sharing us and we were enjoying being shared. Marsha rolled slightly toward me pulled my face to hers and graced me with an upside down kiss; then another kiss but this time with an open mouth and her tongue searching for mine. At first it was weird but soon it was just hot.

Marsha was pulled away by Patrick who got her bottom on the rail and entered her. I heard her gasp with delight. Bill mush have heard this too because hi stood up and pulled me to the edge as I moved my legs higher and reached to spread the lips of my pussy wide for his entrance. It was heaven having his thickness go in and out of me slowly at first then faster. My groans of pleasure were just as loud a Marsha’s. I couldn’t see them but I could tell that Patrick had picked up the pace and was pumping her with that panting frenzy that precedes his gush of sperm. Then a giant surge of orgasm came over me taking my breath with a sudden plunge of deep strokes and quickened pumping to his full depth into me. I yelled out “OHGAWDFUKME!” Bill empted himself into me meeting my gyrating hips and spasms of uncontrollable climax. He laid over me kissing my nipples one then the other ever so often he would give me another plunge and a small squirt of cum would be delivered into me.

Bill got off me and I rolled off the table to find Marsha and Patrick with arms around each other headed upstairs. “To the showers!” Patrick cried out. So I took Bill’s hand and said “Follow me”. He pulled me back spun me around into his embrace planting a long hot wet kiss on me which I returned in kind and temperature. “You were wonderful” he said. “Yes it was”, I replied, “I agree whole heartedly, and I hope it happens again” I reached down to take his softening cock in my hand “Let me give this big guy a shower, he’s earned it” We laughed and went upstairs to the guest bathroom and showered together washing every inch of each others bodies like a couple of teenagers whose parents left them alone for the first time.

We saw them again in a couple of weeks and now about once a month or so we get to have some very special fun with Bill and Marsha.

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