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NUDE ENCOUNTERS OF THE PROGRESSIVE KIND III

NUDE ENCOUNTERS OF THE PROGRESSIVE KIND, Parts I and II brought our story through the three-year odyssey of Lisa?s and my own frequenting European topless beaches together, until we agreed to go to nude beaches together, and then to the point that I agreed, and even encouraged her to attend nude beaches without me on her frequent European business trips. All the while, I had learned to really enjoy and practice home nudity on our semi-remote acreage in a southwestern state.

Lovemaking in our marriage had heated up, and stayed revved-up as we each enjoyed the newfound freedom from our traditional experiences. To say the least, nudity had become an important part of our relationship, though I only went nude at home. Lisa was at ease, and relished public nudity on beaches from one end of the Mediterranean Sea to the other.

In my previous submittals, I confessed, that seeing and knowing that my wife went nude in public had become more than a fantasy, but also a bit of an obvious enjoyment for me. We joked with each other in the early phases that I was the naughty husband who wanted everyone to see my naked wife. So, each phase of increased-daring had been worked-through as a loving couple, with Lisa playing the part of an innocent wife, being coached along by her husband. In actuality, she had sent me the hints that I needed to interpret her blossoming interests in nudity. It was a game we both played well with each other, trusting our mutual love, but it also helped us work through the complicated web of questions and concerns about the other person?s feelings. Some of the game is genuine ?couple work?, and some of it is contrived in order to keep some fun in it. We have discussed it since then, realizing the great chemistry that we share.

The plunge into swinging came in the same manner of "couple work" that I described above. Lisa sent me the tell-tale signals as she moped around about an upcoming business trip to Italy, where a couple of hunky Italian guys were urging her to join them and two curvy Italian babes at a nude club on a nearby resort island. The fact that she didn?t tell them no, and the fact that she had contrived to discuss it, meant that she was interested.

I knew for certain that Lisa wanted to go, but our game of naughty declarations and agreements about the situation had to be played with respect toward each other. In the end, there was no question on either of our parts. Her naughty husband not only encouraged attendance; he also gave unqualified permission to do as she pleased: in plainest terms ? fuck the guys a lot.

Not to be outdone, Lisa promised in return that she had a big surprise for me.

Now, to be candid, I really had no idea what it was that she had in mind, but I did hope it would be worthy of my gift to her. She also delivered her firm commitment that there would be no hints or revelations about my surprise, so it was to remain a mystery.

Next day, I saw her off to the airport, where we verbally confirmed our love to each other, as well as fielded a brief request from Lisa for my express consent for what was to happen on her trip. She received my blessing by asking a simple question just before she was to get out of the car and head into the airport . . . ?are you sure about this?? My reply was brief: ?Have fun. Have lots of fun. Have total fun. [I] Love you.?

Since I was already semi-retired from some successful career experiences as a consultant, I enjoyed the prospect of being naked for the next three weeks or so. I had sort of set a personal goal to stay naked the whole time, but wasn?t really sure if I could. I figured I might have to get dressed for some grocery shopping or something like that, but knew the rest of my time at home would be comfortably, and somewhat tantalizingly naked.

In fact, Lisa knew I?d be nude and masturbating throughout her trip because I had insisted on her sending me reports and photographs via e-mail during her nude clubbing. So, my time home in the nude wasn?t just going to be a case of staying cool.

At home the first three days or so went by as expected, settling into my routine of morning masturbating in the shower, slumming about the house doing a few minor chores, reading e-mail, walking the property a bit and watching the occasional skin flicks in the evening, cooling off with ?Rosy Palm? and her five sisters.

I guess it was on a Tuesday evening that Lisa?s best friend, Wendy, surprised me with an erotic house-check at Lisa?s request. It was a surprise to me, and very thrilling, since I wasn?t expecting her. Her visit was perfectly timed with the opening credits of some cheesy ?Bikini Bounce-off? show as I reveled in that fascinating, swollen quasi-state of arousal between limp and hard. Most arousing to me at the time was the fact that she made it clear that her purpose was to catch me in the nude, and she was dressed to provoke any nude guy to be a patriotic, if you know what I mean [flag pole is a hint].

She came back the next day, and we got it on in grand fashion, right in the marriage bed, and then spent the better half of the rest of the day, enjoying each other?s nude company. Just before she left she indicated that her husband Bruce was fully approving of her rendezvous with me. At the same time I learned that there had been some minor conspiracy between the two of them and my wife over an extensive amount of time to figure out if I would be into it.

To my great surprise, Wendy and Bruce both showed up unannounced mid-morning the next day, and caught me all-nakey, and a bit aroused as I was reading Lisa?s first e-mail about her group?s arrival at the nude club, describing a twin-king sleeping arrangement, with the five lovers entwined like spoons. She assured me that there was no fucking yet, but she was scheduled to party with Giancarlo the next day.

Well, Bruce, Wendy and myself ended up in bed together in no time, and I found it very thrilling to participate with Wendy while Bruce was watching. He and I even entered into a semi-accidental, soft-bi act of ?sword fighting? that began to blur some of the lines of acceptable straight behavior, at least for me. Bruce assured me that he shared similar thresholds of straight behavior, and admitted that he got a little carried away as he dry-humped my cock, missionary-style. [I humped back too. Really weird for me].

As we cleaned off (second time that morning) he revealed to me that there was a swinger party planned at my house the next day (Friday), and that Wendy was going to hostess it, and would be back to help me set things up.

Well, Wendy and I did set up the party together, in the nude together again (my home nudity streak still in tact ? no pun intended), but she politely refused to engage in sexual behavior with me because she wanted me to feel potent for my first sex party experience.

Around 5:00 PM, Bruce arrived just ahead of our guests, and reminded me that their friends all went by party names (still don?t know why), and that Wendy and I should meet them out front. Somewhere around then, I learned that guys were only allowed to cum twice a day. I suppose I was told that so that I would pace myself for my own pleasure, and probably for everyone else?s maximum pleasure.

First to arrive were our politician friends. Ordinarily, Rowdy and Polly are worried about accidental public discovery, but even Rowdy realized it was safe to ?get some fresh air? on the end of my desert road, so he undressed on the front sidewalk.

It seems that Polly has a reputation of enjoying the attention associated with being undressed by someone else, and she gave me the honors to take off her business clothes. She must have been feeling really naughty at the State Capital that day, because she was wearing silk stockings and garters, without panties. Even at 45-years old, she was very taut, smooth and sexy.

Next, and last to arrive was a local banker couple. Both black and hairless, Coal Train was about 6-feet tall, fit and well endowed (as you may have guessed by his nick name). Elsie his wife was a very curvaceous black woman, gifted in size and flawless skin, her DD-sized breasts seemed to defy gravity, and she moved very lightly on her feet, adding to the intrigue of her strength and size as a sexually powerful woman.

We toasted to kick-off the party. Paired off via Kitty?s (Wendy?s) random selection process, we got into a two-stage key party. The first stage included pairing off for foreplay only. No cumming. No intercourse. No oral. Pairing off could include any combination of sexes, and as fate would have it, I was paired with Coal Train.

He assured me that such strange challenges were contrived by the women in order to ?take the guys to the edge?. I was grateful to know he was going to live by the rules that Bruce had mentioned the day before. We danced in the living room floor. He led since he could detect the total sense of shock in my expression. [As for the ladies pushing the guys ?to the edge?: the way I saw it, the ladies were training the guys to be bi-sexual. The guys complied with most of it with good nature, at least up to the point of anal penetration and oral sex.]

The rest of the partiers were scattered in the living room in a group of two and a group of three, and made good use of the 15-minutes to bring everyone to a state of mutual arousal.

Then the second stage of pairing off was then arranged, and since there was an odd number amongst the couples, one group had to be a four-some, and I was put in it by default.

In my group were Elsie, Polly and Slick (Bruce), and we were assigned the living room floor since none of the other bedrooms were big enough for that number of horny folk. Kitty took Rowdy and Coal Train to the master bedroom.

Now, for this round of sex, the guys were supposed to be blindfolded, but to be candid, I wanted to watch Elsie, so I waived-off her attempt to put it on me. Slick did the same, and we set in to fucking. Elsie and I got it on, and Slick and Polly got it on.

Elsie and I finished a little before Slick and Polly did, and Elsie ran to the bathroom. I watched Polly getting fucked from the rear, as she lay face-up on top of Slick. They didn?t have a lot of deep penetration, but I could see that it would at least be a good tease.

Well, as I sat mesmerized, Elsie came back and shamed me for not helping Polly cum, so, I jumped in and gave her my best attention, and even helped Slick get back inside Polly when he popped out by accident.

We as a split four-some, sat together, half-linked in arms and legs, and relaxed a bit, chatting, leaning against the couch, when Kitty poked her head out of the hallway to see if we were hungry. She promised to get us some food after going to the bathroom, and then she said cryptically, ?the guys were finishing up.?

Well, Polly and Elsie both thought the same naughty thing at identically the same time: ?the guys had gone over the edge.?

Polly snuck a peak, and came back with a shocked look on her face, giving us all the impression that Rowdy and Coal Train had taken the plunge.

So . . . at this point in Nude Encounters III, I have brought along in the story to the point where I can raise the level of detail, and slow down our tale of hard-core swinging.

Elsie ran down the hall to check on the two husbands in the master bedroom. We heard Coal?s voice rising from a low tone, to a desperate, ?Do it. Do it. Yeah Rowdy, pop it man. Pop it.?

Rowdy?s voice was next to be heard saying, ?I-, I-, I-,?, then he seemed to hack or cough for a second, and continued ?Coal ? you black ass, Take it, Take it.?

He sounded out a climax in a series of alternating growls and moans that were self-explanatory.

About a minute later, Coal had an obvious climax as well.

Before Coal even settled down, Elsie emerged from the hallway, shaking her head side to side, with a look of mingled disgust and disappointment. She even threw her hands to her side, palms down, as if to say she was disappointed.

?Nope. Didn?t go over the edge. You should see what Kitty had them boys doing together.?

Slick and I exchanged worried glances. He inquired first.

?What? What?d they have to do??

?Not to worry macho man. They was blindfolded, like you were supposed to be, and they jacked-off onto each other?s bungholes. Looked like a beat-their-meat combination rim-job.?

Elsie looked over at Polly and said, ?Polly-girl, you had me all excited.?

Polly replied, "well Coal had his legs and feet straight up in the air, with Rowdy holding his stick down by Coal?s pucker, you know. I figured, well . . . it seemed like that might be one way they?d, uh, do it. Right??

Slick and I stole another worried look at each other. Sort of comical now that I?m past it, and remember.

Elsie sat down across the room from us, Indian style and said, ?Polly, I love you honey, and you?re a smart lady, but I don?t think that?d be the way our two guys?d get it on.?

?I agree,? Slick replied quickly.

?Hush up, Slick,? Elsie said. Then she smiled, ?worried aint ya. Well you should be Mister.?

I was getting a little terrified, then Elsie started laughing, ?you sorry little boys. Why don?t both you come over here and snuggle with me. You too Polly. Food?s in a minute. Let?s not torment these two fellas. I?ve got a plan or two for them.?

Elsie laid on her right side, facing us.

Polly spooned her back to Elsie, Slick moved in behind Elsie, and I, well, I didn?t want to spoon. I wanted to hold Polly face to face.

So, since I ended up ruining the four person spoon-thing, my right thigh ended up between both Elsie?s and Polly?s legs. I could feel Polly?s wet pussy near my hip bone.

Slick was in the fortunate situation where Elsie?s ass was wide-open to nestle his cock into the crack of her ass cheeks. Well, there were a few little wordless female gasps and hummmms, that indicated they liked the various sensations.

Now my cock wasn?t really touching Polly in a way that I could grind against her. In fact it was a little bit airborne between our bodies, so I was kind of enduring a horrible tease of neglect. Polly squirmed her pussy a little against my hip, and I heard Elsie whisper, ?between Slick?s cock in the crack of my ass, and Polly?s back rubbing my nips, I?m feeling right horny again.?

Slick chimed in, ?Elsie, I never get over your black woman beauty. If I didn?t have to pace myself, I?d hump you right now.?

Polly whispered slowly, with a hint of drama, ?someday when Rowdy?s out of politics, I?d love to show the Capital ladies a photo album of our parties. Those self-righteous ice-cunts would cream their iron panties in a skinny minute.?

Elsie let out a gregarious chuckle, and heaved our little pile of bodies in her convulsive laugh. We all thought Polly?s comment was pretty funny, and then Slick chimed in, ?Make Elsie laugh again, that feels mighty good from back here.?

Again everyone started to laugh.

Then, as Wendy promised, she emerged from the hallway, Coal and Rowdy in tow, both still sporting erections, and asked, ?we interrupting, or do you want some food.?

Slick answered for our group, ?better feed us, because I don?t want to shoot my last load of the evening yet. Elsie just about jacked-me off from her chuckling at Polly?s political jokes.

We slowly untangled, Polly giving me a luscious kiss on the lips as we did so. Elsie watched, gave me a smiling look and said, ?she?s a good kisser. Ummm ? ummm. A good kisser.?

To tell you the truth, that was our second kiss of the evening, and I can still remember both of them to this day ? warm, soft, delicate and sensual. Polly intoxicated me with her innocent, but sexy facial expressions, combined with her raw look with a bald pussy and dark red lips protruding out as if inviting attention. As she stood, I was rolling onto my hands and knees, and I got a ground view of her ass ? trim, delicate, smooth. Milky white and glowing. I found myself powerfully lusting after her body. So much so, I stood up with an incredible erection.

Polly looked down at it, and seemed to know what was going on in my mind, ?Why Codger, you flatter me. Thinking of what it?ll be like? I?m gonna take care of you tonight. Lots of cuddles. Lots of positions. A slow burn my lover. Slow. Soft and . . . ?, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, ?very hot.?

I was under her spell, and whispered back, ?you look so fucking delicious. I-, I-?.

Elsie interrupted us, ?you two want to go find a bedroom??

I was just about to say yes when I heard Slick say, ?Coal! Rowdy! Polly scared the hell out of me and Codger. She said you guys had taken the plunge, or whatever it is they keep saying about us going bi-sexual.?

Rowdy answered, ?it?s those dang blindfolds. Confusing. Weird stuff starts going through my head every time. Kitty had us jacking off on each other?s rims. What?s up with that??

Coal said, ?what?s worse, we had to put our feet in the air like bicycle riding on our backs. Glad nobody was watching.?

Polly cleared her throat, ?Ahem. Say there Coal, I took a peak, and I was sure Rowdy was, uh, getting inside.?

Coal and Rowdy exchanged quick and very worried looks.

Simultaneously they each said, ?Nah,? shaking their heads in disagreement.

Elsie chimed in, ?penetration, no matter how slight.?

Now both of them looked like they?d seen a ghost.

Coal looked at Rowdy and said rather unconvincingly, ?didn?t seem like there was any penetration to me. Rowdy??

?Shit. The blindfolds are confusing . . . nah, nope. Uh-uh. No way. I wouldn?t have, well . . ., I mean, you didn?t get anything on me at least.?

Coal?s eyes pleaded with Rowdy to make it more definitive for both of them when, the ladies started to guffaw at the guys, and decided to rescue them. Kitty offered some chips, dip and micro-waved cholesterol bombs. Polly moved over to grab some bottled water for everyone, and the awkward moment passed without further torment.

To tell you the truth, I was on edge. I was totally enamored with Elsie and Polly. They had great personalities, and their bodies seemed flawless to me. Neither of them were actual pin-up material, but in a way, they were much better than centerfolds. They had real, honest sexual beauty. I was looking forward to more of their treats, and didn?t really want to go through this gauntlet of challenges that the ladies seemed to enjoy at the sake of their men.

I leaned over to Slick as we each grabbed a plate of chips and whispered, ?Slick, I don?t know if I can handle the ladies pushing this bi-sexual shit at me all weekend.?

He whispered back, ?it?s all in fun. Don?t worry. They think they?ve got us right where they want us. They made their point for this party, and they?ll back off.?

Slick glanced over at Coal and Rowdy, leaned closer to me and whispered, ?ask em later, but they?ll tell you they actually like this kind of teasing. We talk amongst ourselves you know, and we have a pact: no anal penetration and no oral sex. We just wont do it. We feel pretty safe in each other?s company, sort of. Trust me on it, and you?ll have a lot of fun letting the girls push us.?

I was relieved by Slick?s reassurances.

Kitty and Elsie were huddled by the sink, looking over at me with quick glances. I figured Elsie was describing our engagements in the living room. Kitty saw me watching them speak, and waved me over.

As I made my way across the kitchen, I had to scoot behind Polly?s ass, and bumped into Rowdy?s ass behind me. Little moments like that reminded me that I was at a sex party, standing nude with six other people, eating chips.

Next to Wendy and Elsie, I smiled and said, ?you two look rather mischievous. What?s up??

?Having fun?,? Kitty asked.

?Well, yeah!?, I said sarcastically with a smile.

?Good lover that one is,? Elsie commented.

?Elsie was very complimentary about your love-making.?

I could feel Mr. Wiggly stirring.

?Kitty, Elsie, well, she?s an amazing woman. I mean, not in a ?just fucked you, after glowy kind of way?, but she?s the total package.?

She smiled at me and said, ?You get a kiss for that Codger.? And she leaned toward me and planted a long slow, hot chip and dip breath kiss on me, that made me want to lead her down the hall way and do it all again.?

It was starting to dawn on me, that the women had the two-cum-a-day rule for a really good reason. We guys would think the whole time with the wrong head. ON the other hand, they don?t have the same biology as we do, and for them, the chase, the capture, the orgasm, they all work together in a huge mystery that eludes the male psyche. I took a mental note at that point, and said to myself ?it?s best for us guys to pay attention to these ladies?.

Slick told everyone to get plenty of water so no one got dehydrated and got head aches.

Kitty followed it up and said, ?ok, in half an hour, we get back to some drinkin? and lovin?.?

She came over to me and said, ?we?ve sort of learned, that these parties are best when we take the time to hydrate, brush our teeth, screw ourselves to sleep at a decent hour, and have plenty of health and stamina for the next day of play.?

Kitty didn?t wait for a reply from me, went over to Slick, gave him a slow kiss, and said something in his ear that made him smile like a kid in a candy store.

I walked over to him and asked, ?what?d that pretty lady say to you??

He was caught in a daydream when I asked him, and it took him a second to rehearse the question in his mind. Then he turned to look at me, still smiling and said, ?she loves me.?

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We all took care of our personal business over the next several minutes, wandered back to the bar for some drinks that were intended to help our moods and lower our inhibitions again.

Polly toasted to Slick?s orgasm.

Elsie toasted to Polly?s pussy.

It went on like that for a couple more shots, when Wendy said, ?Ok, ok. Stop. Let?s hear what went on in the living room. Codger. Tell us what went on.?

I was glowing warm on the inside from the four shots, and said, ?Well, I ate Elsie, then fucked her. Slick was face-up, and fucked Polly face-up on the living room floor, but I had to help him once when he accidentally popped out.?

Slick looked down. Polly smiled. Everyone else laughed at that.

Then Polly and Elsie ate each other.

?Sexy Polly. Love you baby?, Rowdy slurred.?

?Your turn Kitty.?

Well, we did a chocolate sandwich ? Coal in the middle.

?He was facing her,? Rowdy chirped.

?Sixty-nine,? Coal amplified.

?That was my first orgasm. Coal ate me.?

Elsie asked, ?what?d Rowdy do in the mean time??

Both guys wagged their heads again.

Coal spoke up, ?C?mon Rowdy, I heard you moaning back there, wiggling that thing around in the crack of my ass. Felt good to me too. Blind folded and all. Glad Kitty put a little jelly back there for us.?

?Thought I?d lose it more than once, hearing the two of them slurping. Wow!?

Kitty continued, then, I wanted Rowdy?s tongue, so he got on top of me, sixty-nine, made me go to heaven a couple of times.?

?And Coal during this time??

?He got to rub his dick on my feet. A little weird for him and me, but I didn?t want him to cool off or cum. I didn?t let either of them cum until they did their little jack-off-onto-the-bulls-eye routine. Had to keep contact on the rim. The main rule.?

We all looked around at each other with grins that were ready to burst into laughter, when Slick asked, ?did it feel good boys??

Coal Train?s shoulders slumped, and said, ?I bet I cum a gallon.?

?He did,? Rowdy replied.

Again, laughs around.

?OK,? lights out around midnight or so. Go slow. Take your time. Love each other tenderly, but get it on with passion.?

The alcohol was kicking in, and Polly walked to me quietly, grabbed me by the hand, and led me into the living room, where we laid down on the floor, face to face, on our sides.

She wrapped a leg around me, and started kissing me very softly. I felt a swish of air behind me, and realized I could also feel some body heat from either Slick or Elsie. I heard them kissing.

The lights were dimmed by someone from the other group, and then I heard the bedroom door gently close.

Polly and I kissed for several minutes, and whispered to each other some naughty compliments. I was rock hard. This was a totally different sort of lust going on between the two of us, compared to what I had felt with Elsie. That was a raw worship of her body. This was, more like an unbridled sexual and emotional adoration. I wouldn?t have plowed my cock all the way into Polly if she asked me. I wanted to savor every centimeter of entry. To feel her body tremble, and her smooth skin quaking.

We made passionate, forbidden love. At times it almost felt like she and I were in love. I look back, and perhaps should have been worried, but in the abandon of the moment, I gave my permission to enjoy the whole experience. We talked and whispered like long-time lovers. Polly was no longer making political jokes. She spoke as if she were a love poet, her body grinding against me. I felt in no hurry to rush this experience.

The combination of kisses and whispered pornographic images drove me crazy. I got into it with her as she spoke to me about how she loved my cock. It was thick and meaty. She wanted it deep inside of her. She wanted it to fill her; to impale her. She wanted my hands on her ass; my fingers to probe. She whispered softer and softer, that she wanted me to fuck her cunt. To grind myself into her clit, to tickle her puckered little asshole; to lubricate it with her own musk.

After a long time of naughty love-chatting and kissing, she pushed me to my back, and said, ?don?t cum yet. I just want to feel you for a while.?

She mounted me, not in a sitting position, but lay on top of me, face to face, holding herself up with her hands. I could tell that she was trying to control her breathing, which was heavy and raspy. Her perfume had been refreshed during the break, and I was fully intoxicated by her loves.

I whispered into Polly?s ear, ?my lover. I feel your cunt quivering. You are hot and naughty. You have no shame, spreading your legs; your ass in the air.?

My finger moved to her little puckered hole, and rimmed it lightly at first, then put direct pressure on the opening without penetrating. Then I pressed on the opening with small rhythmic touches, changing the speed and pressure.

Her pussy began to quake around my cock, and I felt her body tensing.

?Let my finger in. Open it for me, and let my finger in.?

She began to quake more, with faster and tighter tremors on the shaft of my cock. Her breathing increased in ragged whimpers. I felt her breath on my neck. Her breasts were pressed tight against my chest. She was close to an orgasm.

?Polly, I feel you on the tip of my finger. Let it in.?

I increased the pressure.

Her breathing was intensifying. Polly started to let out a long, moan that was increasing in volume. She was very close.

?I feel the little muscles. They?re so tight. I want in Polly.? I whispered, just loudly enough to hear my words in her ear, ?I?m going to put it in now.?

And I did, with slow, steady pressure; I pushed it with considerable deliberation. It slid in so easily, and I could feel the tight little circle around my first knuckle, pulsing, and Polly let out an enormous groan, ?That?s so fucking delicious, Oh, fuck it. Fuck it.?

I moved it a time or two in and out, long plunging strokes, and she came. She came in a thunderous orgasm that shook her whole body.

Suddenly she went totally limp on my body, except for her pulsing pussy and asshole. I whispered her name and she didn?t answer, then I looked into her eyes, and they were open, but she didn?t pay attention.

I rolled her off me, on to her back, and looked at her, thinking that she had some sort of blackout or something, when she started to move and respond again.

She was a bit dazed at first, and then she smiled and said, ?I fainted. I?m sorry, but I fainted.?

Elsie heard, and turned toward us, while Slick was doing her doggie style, and she said, ?My, my. Codger, you?re good. Coal got her to cum and pass out once before too. You OK honey??

Evidently she was recovering quick, and said, ?I want you back inside me. Quick.?

She spread her legs, and I mounted Polly missionary style, worried that things may have gone a bit too far, but then she said, ?hurry. All the way. I?m still cumming.?

I entered her in a single long thrust, and indeed, I could feel her still pulsing, and she gasped again, ?so good. So good. Yes! Yes! Fuck me now. Cum inside me.?

Well, it didn?t take me more than a few, long, purposed thrusts, and I did cum. I came in powerful explosions that didn?t seem to want to end. I could feel my semen being pumped into her in fitful streams.

Polly said, ?oh, I feel it in me. It?s hot. I feel your cum.? And, with that, she came again, this time without passing out, but in sobs and heaves that shook her breasts. She moved her hands away from her body, and her fingers were wiggling, and her legs wrapped around me, and trapped me deep within her velvet chamber.

We embraced, and kissed, and to my surprise, Polly kept up the naughty talk for several more minutes. Whispering in delicate tones.

I really don?t know what Elsie and Slick did. I was lost in our own showers of passion as we lay together, Polly and I.

Probably, around 10:00 that evening, the four of us wandered around to use the toilet, clean up, and down some more bottled water.

About the same time, Coal, Rowdy and Kitty came out, all flushed looking, but calm. We all spoke in hushed tones. No more laughs or jokes. Just familiar, friendly voices; low voices; brief statements. There was a mutual respect and understanding that everyone?s love was complete.

Our group huddled the pillows. Polly grabbed a large blanket, threw it open over Slick, Elsie and I as we snuggled against her. Polly curled up behind me, and we all drifted off to sleep touching. Relaxed. At ease.

I could write a book about that weekend of love making. The next day, everyone remained nude. We had a grand country breakfast. We swam in the pool. The guys watched a Saturday baseball game. The ladies lounged in the court yard, sunning, chatting about this and that ? work and such things.

Kitty explained to me, that the weekend parties emphasized sex in the evenings. The rest of the time it was about enjoying each other?s company. And that is exactly what we did Saturday and Sunday.

However, on Saturday night, we all randomly paired up again. Polly, Rowdy, Coal Train and Elsie, husbands and wives, swapped and had their own bedrooms. Kitty, Slick and I took the master bedroom, and made passionate love twice, nice and slow, interrupted only by the usual break for water, munchies and biological functions.

On Sunday, we had another country breakfast. Sex was done for the weekend, until Kitty reminded me that we forgot to check Lisa?s e-mail. Well, the gang followed me into the den, standing room only, some sitting on the corners of the desk to look over my shoulder at the monitor.

Lisa had sent a short e-mail that said. Look at the pics. Having a great time. Giancarlo and Marco were terrific. Had my first women too. After looking at the pics, log on to the club?s site. They made a video-on-demand of our group getting it on. Just for you. Love Lisa.

There were only four pictures attached. In one of them, Lisa was squatting down onto Marco?s cock, her back to him, while they were on a cushioned bench seat on a boat or patio. The photo showed his meat half-buried inside her pussy. She was looking at someone in another direction away from the camera, and she had a huge smile on her face. Her hair pulled up on the back of her neck with her left hand, and her right hand holding firmly on to Marco?s hairy thigh. Her breasts were hanging; nipples pert and brown. Marco?s legs were also splayed wide so that we could see his heavy nut sack resting and slightly depressing the cushion. It wasn?t possible to see his face.

In the next photo, it was roughly the same scenario, except that Lisa?s face was now contorted in ecstasy, obviously on the brink of an orgasm. Marco?s face was clearly visible in this one, head tilted back, veins in his neck bulging, and if I could read his Italian lips, I?d swear he was saying ?fuck.? Lisa later told me, that he spoke an excellent English ?fuck?, and had said it more than a few times during that session. Apparently the camera did something special for Marco.

The other two photos showed Lisa doing a sixty-nine on some bimbo called Maria on the twin-king, with Giancarlo and Marco doing something to the other girl named Francesca. In the other, Lisa was laying back on some sort of special recliner with her legs wide open, and Francesca was feasting on her pussy.

We watched the film, and it was a grand orgy on the twin-king. The five of them did just about everything that can be done in human sex, and I saw both guys fuck my wife several different positions in a 30-minute period. Apparently, she was the trophy. The guys spent most of their time with her, while the two ladies seemed to spend most of their time eating pussy.

All of us got really worked up. We weren?t really planning on having any more sex on Sunday, until Elsie said, ?Don?t know about anybody else, but I need a mercy fuck after watching that show.?

She grabbed me by the hand, and we went to the master bedroom, and shut the door. She laid on her back, spread her lovely legs wide and said, ?fuck me right now Codger. Fuck me right now.?

And I did.

Lisa and I have since partied one other time with our friends, after we all agreed that she needed to have a check-up and some testing to ensure her Italian friends weren't carrying any bugs. Lisa?s name is ?Fanny? because, well, maybe some time you?ll see her picture and you?ll understand.