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The Change Up

Simon’s dark skin glistened under the summer sun as he walked out of the ocean and back towards me. He had on his black board shorts and shades. I always warned him not to wear his Oakleys into the water because if he lost them he was shit out of luck with getting a new pair anytime soon. Yet, like a child that refused to listen, he wore them anyways. At least this time they were safe from washing away into the Atlantic.

“The water is gorgeous, Sarah, you really should go in,” he said as he reached my position on the beach.

“I’m doing just fine in my comfy beach chair, my love,” I replied.

He smiled down at me. His beautiful white teeth encompassed almost his entire face and I felt my heart flutter in the same way it did the first time I saw him at university all those years ago. I’d decided to do a year abroad in the United States, but I had no plan to live here the rest of my life. However, when I met the handsome teaching assistant in the art history class I had elected to take, my life changed forever. Four years, one year back in England, and two college degrees later, and we were married with our first child on the way. After our son, Charlie, and then his little brother, James, were born we still made bi-yearly trips across the pond to see my parents and siblings, but we called D.C. home and I wouldn’t have it any other way now. I’d been an American nearly as long as I’d been a Brit, after all.

“Don’t make me carry you down to the water,” Simon teased as he bent down to place a tender kiss upon my lips. I felt a few beads of water fall off of him and land on the top of my exposed thighs. He gave me a gentle kiss on the lips before deepening it a bit. As his tongue touched mine I could feel my insides tighten. We’d already made love that morning in the hotel room, but there was something about being alone on a vacation for the first time in a few years that made us want to fuck more than normal. The daily grind of raising our children, working hard at our jobs and everyday life had pushed our sex life to the side. But, we were determined to get things back on track. We’d recently taken steps to explore new sexual desires and fantasies and this trip was going to make some of them come to fruition.

“I’d like to see you try, my love,” I replied as I kissed him once more on the lips before rising from my chair. I tossed my book down onto the hot sand of the Florida coast and ran past him towards the water. As I splashed my way through the coming wave, I felt his hands wrap around my waist and pick me up. He spun me around in two quick circles before pulling us both into the shallow water. I was laughing so hard that I barely noticed the cool water wash over me.

“You let me go!” I yelled at him as he pulled me into his arms.

“Never,” Simon said softly as he placed another kiss onto my lips. I held onto the back of his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. He’d pulled us out into deeper water as he continued to kiss me in short, soft kisses.

“I should take you right here,” Simon said, pulling away from my lips to tell me.

“You could do that if you wanted to. But, I’m not sure the water from the sea would be great for my womanly parts,” I said, making a disgusted face.

Simon flung back his head and let out a high pitched laugh. His laughs were always contagious, but this one was particularly endearing. I hadn’t seen him laugh so much in a long time. This little getaway was just what we needed.

“How about we go back to the room and get cleaned up for our date?” I asked him.

“Let’s do that,” Simon said, kissing me once more before picking me up and carrying me back to our spot on the beach to collect our belongings and head back to our room.

Chapter 2

I could feel Simon’s hard cock press into my back as the hot water washed over my head and down my body. He wanted me and I wanted him just as badly. This was our pre date ritual. Some couples liked to connect after the fact, but not us. No, we liked to claim what was ours beforehand.

“Fuck me,” I said as I turned around to face him. He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. He stood above me at 6’2” to my 5’8”. His face was flawless, with not a mark or wrinkle upon his chocolate skin. I’d always equated it to the color of brownie batter before you put it into the oven. That image always made my mouth water and my heart race. His dark eyes were soft and bright, and were only matched by that infectious smile of his. He kept his hair short, he never went more than two weeks without visiting his favorite barber shop in D.C. When he had to work or be able to read, he wore black frame glasses that rested perfectly on his high cheekbones. Simon worked hard to stay in shape, even as we entered our 40s. He still had the same chiseled chest he had when I met him more than 20 years prior. Though we'd both gained a few extra pounds from those college kids we once were, we both still felt the same attraction we did that first night we spent together in his college dorm room.

As I rested my pale arm upon his dark chest, I was reminded of what our love had been through. I inched my hand up towards the back of his head and pulled him towards me so that I could kiss his hot full lips. There were often whispers out of the corners of mouths and among different circles about us. Even though we’d been married for so long and parents almost for just about the same length of time, some people couldn’t get over the fact that I was white and he was black. Simon and I only saw each other. The color of both of our skin had never been a topic of concern among either of us. We still found it odd that even in this day and age that others didn’t think the same way he did.

Simon kissed me delicately on the lips. I reached my hand down to stroke his cock. I heard an audible hissing sound escape his lips. He cupped my right breast with his right hand and gently pinched the nipple upon its release. He moved his kisses from my lips down the dip in my neck before taking the same breast into his mouth. He circled his tongue rapidly around my hardened nipple. He knew this would get me wet instantly. Once he released my breast from his mouth I sunk to my knees in front of him.

“I thought you wanted me to fuck you?” Simon asked, with a look of surprise at my sudden change in position.

“Oh, I do, my love. But, first here,” I said as I took the tip of his massive cock into my mouth. I stroked the base of it as I took a little bit more of it into it. As I made my way halfway down it, I cast my eyes upward. He was gazing down at me with lust in his eyes. I started to twist the base of his cock with my hand as the other one gently fondled his balls. I knew what Simon liked and there was no point in mixing things up.

“Oh, baby, that’s so good!” Simon said. I peered up at him again and he had his hands on his hips and his eyes were looking up at the ceiling. He was enjoying this.

I took half of his cock into my mouth a few more times before briefly pulling away to say, “Fuck my face.” Simon looked back down at me then. He used both hands to gently grab handfuls of my auburn hair. Once he had two good handfuls he said, “Open your mouth.” I did as instructed and opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, waiting for him to put his hard cock into my wanting mouth. He took his right hand out of my hair while continuing to hold some of it with his left. He took the base of his cock and gently slapped it against my outstuck tongue.

“That’s a good girl,” he said with a gutterly like inflection to his voice.

With that, Simon lined the head of his dick with my mouth and slowly pushed himself forward. He only went a little ways at first, making sure to not gag me the first push out of the gate. Though he’d spent years training my mouth to take all of his cock into it, he knew better than to thrust the entire thing into it at once. Slowly he inched a tiny bit more into my mouth as he entered and exited.

“Take that cock,” Simon said.

“Look at me, Sarah,” he added, with a menacing tone to his voice.

I looked up at him as he pushed himself back into me. This time he went all the way in, so that the base of his cock was at the opening of my mouth. I worked hard to keep my lips wrapped around it and to also look at him then. He was gritting his teeth as I felt the head of his dick tickle the back of my throat. He enjoyed this. I felt powerful having his manhood so far into my mouth at that moment. As he retracted all the way I could feel some of his precum warm on the sides of my mouth. I used my tongue to swallow it quickly before Simon reentered it again. We played cat and mouse like this for several moments. Each time he came out, a large amount of spit and precum fell out of my mouth and down to my breasts.

Finally Simon pulled his cock out one last time and bent down to pick me up. He had one hand underneath each of my thighs and had me wrapped around his waist like he had earlier at the beach.

He pushed us tight to the back wall of the shower so that my back was against it. With my weight stabilized by this, he briefly reached down and ran the tip of his cock against the opening of my vagina.

Simon didn’t wait or ask before he plunged it all the way into me, filling my pussy with his massive girth. I cried out briefly, but not in pain. The feeling of having my husband’s dick all the way inside of me was something I never got sick of. I remembered the first time he’d fucked me, and how he had to go so slowly in order to get the entire length of himself into my 19 year-old pussy. But, after years of claiming it as his own, my pussy held his cock just right - the perfect fit if you will.

“Oh, yeah!” I said into his ear as he started to really fuck me. He had moved his hands back to my thighs so that I wouldn’t fall down the shower wall. Some women would have felt scared in such a precarious position, but Simon had yet to drop me and this angle allowed him to fuck me just right.

He looked down and watched himself going in and out of me. There was something highly erotic about when a man did this, it was almost primal.

“God, I never get sick of your pussy,” Simon finally said as he looked up at me. We locked eyes for a few moments before our lips were back on each other. With each thrust I felt myself getting closer and closer. He seemed to have noticed this because he removed his lips from mine before saying, “Cum for me, Sarah. I want you to cum hard on my cock.” His breathy voice and the fact that he had quickened his speed even more was just enough to send me over the edge. I squeezed the back of his neck and cast my eyes downward, hanging from him as my body both betrayed and worshiped me with an intense orgasm. Simon grabbed my thighs harder to account for the shaking and shivering I was doing, but I also knew he was going to join me in my state of bliss very soon.

“Mmmm, fuck yes,” Simon said, commenting on the sound I made as I came back to.

“I’m going to cum!” he said at a shout finally as he unloaded himself deep inside of me. Even in the warmth of the shower, I could feel the heat escape him and his hot cum pour out of him and into me.

“Yes, my love, give me your cum,” I said gently into his ear. Simon loved cumming inside of me. Above all things, filling my pussy with his cum was certainly his favorite. As Simon gently pushed himself back into me one last time he set me down gently so that my feet were back on the floor of the shower. I could feel them shaking a bit, so I grabbed the wall to steady myself. I gazed down at Simon’s cock, it was covered in a white substance I knew to be both part him and part me. The idea of our two juices blending together and being pushed up inside of my womb turned me on.

“You're all wet, my dear,” Simon said as he reached down to rub my pussy gently. He delicately ran the tip of his finger over the outer edge of my vagina before lifting it up in front of my face. He glanced at me with a mischievous grin, before I took the finger into my mouth. Simon knew I loved this moment.

“Mmm,” I said as I sucked the remnants of our cum off of his finger.

Simon smiled devilishly before reaching behind himself to grab the loofa that he’d hung on the hook in the shower. We took our time to wash ourselves thoroughly, making sure to get rid of any leftover cum on both of our privates before drying off and getting dressed. We had a hot date and we very well couldn’t show up smelling of sex and cum. But, the night was still young!

Chapter 3

“There they are!” I said louder than I’d intended. The hostess waived us by as we spotted the familiar faces of our friends at the booth in the corner of the crowded restaurant. The music from the live band that was playing on the patio of the restaurant was very loud. They were obviously a cover band of some sort because they were blasting an AC/DC hit that was not nearly as good as the original. Yet, people seemed to be dancing anyways.

As we reached them I felt a wave of calm wash over me. Helen stood to give me a kiss on the cheek and a warm hug. She was even tinier than I remembered. Even though I was a slim female, Helen had me beat. I could almost pick her up while squeezing her in the tight hug. She smelled of mint and hints of marijuana. As I let go of her, her beautiful blue eyes looked lovingly at me.

“It’s been far too long, my friend,” I said to Helen. It had been. We hadn’t seen Helen and her husband, Keith, in over two years. Life, careers and children made it difficult to see them sooner than that.

“I know it has. We are so happy you were both able to come down finally. How was your flight?” Helen asked.

“It was nice. We spent the day at the beach, just the two of us. It’s been a long time since we’ve been able to do that!” I replied. Helen smiled back to me and looked over my shoulder at Simon who was shuffling to give her a hug, too. I side stepped so my husband could greet our female friend. Turning around I felt a set of hands come up behind me and wrap around my waist.

“I’ve waited so long to whisper in your ear again,” I heard a man’s voice say gently into my ear. Even over the loud band music and the ongoing conversations all around us, his words sent a sexy shiver down my spine. I let out a silly giggle before spinning around to face Keith. He must have snuck behind me while I was talking to his wife because I knew I had spotted him when we first entered the restaurant. He was just a smidge shorter than Simon, but much slimmer. His long torso took up most of the length of his body. He had dark brown eyes and jet black hair that he kept in short waves cut above his ears. His skin was the color of mocha. His parents had emigrated to the U.S. before he was born. The last born of four children and the firstborn in the States, he was given the most American name of them all. The Brit in me had always teased him about it, but lovingly so.

“How are you my friend?” I asked him as I reached up to hug him in a tight embrace. He smelled delicious. I never did find out what kind of cologne he wore, but he was the only man I’ve ever encountered that seemed to wear it, so I always equated it with Keith.

“I’m great! Did Helen tell you Avi got accepted to Duke?” Keith asked. I could see the glow in his eyes that a parent has when they are truly proud of their child. Their son, Avi, was one of the most beautiful children I’d ever seen. With his mother’s blue eyes and his father’s brown skin, he was going to be a true lady killer at Duke.

“She did! Congratulations! I know you wanted him on the east coast!” I replied. Avi was their only child. They had tried for another, but when their daughter was born still when Avi was 3, they couldn’t bear to try again. This was something Helen and I had really connected on. Though we hadn’t lost a full-term baby, we had suffered two second trimester miscarriages between our two boys. Something many people don’t tell you about the lifestyle is that it’s not always physical attraction that brings you closer to another couple, but more often, it’s the similarities in other aspects of life: even the sad ones.

Keith let go of me from our hug and planted a kiss on my lips. It was short and sweet, but was enough to send a signal down to my nether regions that I indeed missed this man’s touch.

“It really is lovely to see you both,” Keith added before motioning for me to sit down in the booth. I sat down and scooted across the padded seat towards the wall, with Keith sliding in next to me. I looked across the table and noticed Simon and Helen had done the same thing. Helen was sitting across from me.

“Well, here we are!” Simon joked, causing the four of us to giggle jointly. “Finally!” Helen added.

“Let’s get some food and drinks!” Keith said, lifting his hand to signal for the waitress to come over. Once our food and drink orders were placed we started catching up as old friends tend to do. With Helen and Keith, we always felt we were able to pick right up where we left off. Though we’d been able to stay in touch via social media and texting, they were the type of friends that we just connected with on a different level. Those that are in the lifestyle seek out this type of friendship, though it can be hard to find, it is not impossible. But, like any other relationship, it takes time and nurturing. The four of us had made the effort to stay close. We’d met them at a meet and greet in D.C. when they lived there ten years prior, played locally with them while they still lived up north, and when they decided to move to Florida to be closer to Helen’s elderly parents, we made bi-annual trips to see them. Most of the time we even brought the boys with us. Our two sons played with Avi on the beach during the day, and in the after hours, the extra rented hotel room turned into an adult fantasy land.

“Do you guys remember that time in Mexico when Keith almost got us arrested?” Simon joked as he took another sip of his Jack and coke.

“I believe it was Helen that almost got us arrested actually! She wouldn’t keep her top on in that bar!” Keith said, making a knowing look across the table at his wife.

“What can I say?! I didn’t know it was illegal in that little town!” Helen joked.

“We should all go back to Mexico now that the kids are older!” I said to the others. We’d only ever been able to go on one vacation with them, but it would be so much fun to do it again!

“We definitely should!” Helen said, reaching across the table to pat my hand. She gave me the warmest smile. Her bright red lipstick stuck out on her alabaster skin. She had the daintiest, most gorgeous features on her tiny little face - cheekbones for days, kissable pouty lips and raven hair that went down to her shoulders. Simon had always loved the time he got to spend with her in the bedroom. She was different than me, as Keith was different than Simon. Part of the lifestyle is having fun with different types of people. Simon likes to call it, “different flavors of ice cream,” which always bugged me, but he wasn’t wrong because the sex we often had in the lifestyle was just as good as a cold ice cream cone on a hot summer day.

“Shall we go dance a bit?” I asked the group.

“Yes!” Helen just about screamed from across the table. She was already two margaritas deep and I knew that meant she was ready to burn some rubber on her 4” pumps and soon she’d be getting frisky. She had never changed in her lifestyle predictability and that was something I for one always appreciated. Once we were helped out of the booth by each other’s husbands, Helen grabbed my hand and dragged me to the makeshift dance floor that was set up out on the patio by where the band was playing. Helen started tossing her tiny body around to the 80’s cover music that the band was playing. She looked somewhat like a demon possessed, but boy did she make it look good. Keith came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her similarly as he had done to me upon our arrival. She just about melted into her husband’s arms. I had always enjoyed watching the two of them together. They reminded me so much of Simon and I in their closeness, friendship and connection.

“Are you having fun, my love?” Simon whispered in my ear as he took me by the hand and spun me into his chest. His breath smelled of whiskey and mint. As he planted a kiss on my lips I had to taste the combination.

“Mmmm I can taste your red wine,” he said when he pulled away.

“I’m sure Keith cannot wait to taste the rest of you, my love,” Simon said softly into my ear again. The mere idea that he was excited to have another man go down on me, to taste what was his, was a gigantic turn on. The fact was that for us, sharing our spouse with another man and woman was part of the draw. We loved seeing one another get fucked by another person, especially when we could reach out and still touch one another.

“We’ll soon find out, won’t we?” I said before planting one last kiss on his lips. I turned around to dance in front of him. I raised my arms up behind me so that they were wrapped around his neck. I felt Simon start to move behind me, as he grabbed my hips to keep me in rhythm with him. If there was one thing my husband could do better than me, it was dance. There was a large diversity of people that had joined us on the dance floor. There were some attractive people and some not so attractive. As I glanced over at Keith and Helen, I noticed a young man and woman dancing beyond them, watching Simon and I as we danced. They were dancing very similar to us, with her dancing in front of him with his hands on her hips. The woman was a pretty young black woman, with very short hair that was cut in almost a pixie style. She was curvy, but very small at the same time. She had on a purple dress that clung tightly to her body. Her dance partner was quite a bit taller than her. He was an attractive white man with what looked like dirty blonde hair and green eyes from across the dance floor. He was saying something into her ear that made her smile brightly and gaze back our way. There was no denying they were talking about us. Simon appeared to notice that they had caught my attention as he stopped dancing.

“What is it?” he asked

“That couple over there is watching us,” I replied.

Simon looked up to where I was motioning with my eyes. He spotted them immediately, and they stopped dancing at his gaze. Before I could say much more, they were walking across the dance floor towards us. I wasn’t quite sure what to think, but assumed whatever they wanted it wasn’t something to be too worried about as they both had smiles on their faces as they reached us.

“Hello! I’m so sorry to stare, but you two are such an attractive couple,” the woman said, glancing from me to Simon.

“Thanks?” I said, kind of dumbfounded as to what to say. They were even more striking up close than they had been from across the dance floor. She had the most beautiful skin I’d ever seen, it had about the same color to it as Simon’s, but this woman’s skin glistened under the setting summer sun. Her smile was big and welcoming and I noticed immediately she had hints of a southern drawl. Her man was just as attractive. I was right about his eye color, they were a similar shade of green as mine, and his hair was even fairer up close. He didn’t have any facial hair, but he had distinct cheekbones and a very masculine jawline.

“Not to sound too creepy, but we’ve been watching you and your friends over there since you all came out onto the dance floor,” the man added.

“What brings you both out tonight?” Simon asked, changing the tone of the conversation.

“We were supposed to meet some friends of ours, but they never showed up. I’m afraid we got stood up,” the woman replied.

“I’m Vivian, by the way,” she added, offering Simon and I her hand.

“This is my husband, Isaac,” she said, as Isaac also offered us his hand.

“Nice to meet you both, this is my wife Sarah and I’m Simon,” my husband replied, offering them both a casual smile. As I finished shaking Isaac’s hand, Helen and Keith came over to join us.

“What are you two crazy kids up to?” Helen asked. She was obviously feeling a little high from the dancing and alcohol. Fun Helen, I always called her when she got like this.

“Well, Helen and Keith, this is Vivian and Isaac,” I replied, motioning to the couple standing in front of us.

“They came over to say hello. They were supposed to meet some friends here, but they got stood up,” I added.

I watched Keith and Helen as they eyeballed Vivian and Isaac.

“You two are fucking hot!” Helen blurted out.

Keith rolled his eyes and laughed at his wife simultaneously. Fun Helen was also very blunt.

“Haha, why thank you,” Isaac said.

“Why don’t we go back to our booth and we can chat a bit?” Simon finally asked so we weren’t standing in the middle of the dance floor huddled together.

“That would be great! Thanks!” Vivian replied.

As the six of us made our way back to our table Simon bent down to whisper into my ear again. This time what he said not only surprised me but also turned me on even more than his comment about Keith tasting me, “I wonder if they would want to come back to our hotel room with the four of us and fuck all night?”

Chapter 4

“What kind of friends were you supposed to meet tonight?” Helen asked.

Vivian looked at her husband who nodded back to her.

“Honestly?” Vivian asked, almost looking to us for approval to an unknown question.

“We’re swingers,” she said as if she was telling us her favorite color.

I looked at Keith who looked at Simon who looked at Helen and almost in unison we all burst out laughing. Vivian and Isaac didn’t seem to think it was so funny as they looked at each other with a puzzled look on their faces. Before they made the choice to get up and leave, I interrupted the laughter to tell them, “We’re giggling because so are we!”

Vivian’s face immediately softened and Isaac’s shoulders seemed to relax a bit at my admission. They glanced at each other and also started laughing. To be honest, it wasn’t everyday you just casually meet other swingers in a vanilla setting. Most swinger meetups were orchestrated online nowadays. When Simon and I had started in the lifestyle, there were get togethers and parties where you could meet others, but even back then the web was the place to find play partners.

“For real?” Vivian asked.

“Oh, yes,” Simon responded.

“Were the friends you were supposed to meet lifestyle friends, then?” Keith asked. I watched him as he eyed Vivian. There was definitely something about her that he found attractive and rightly so.

“They were, but it was supposed to be our first time meeting them. Mostly for dinner and drinks. So, when an hour went by without them showing up or returning our texts, we decided to make the best of a night without the kids,” Vivian said.

“We hear you there. How old are your children?” I asked.

“We have 7 year old twin daughters,” Isaac answered for them this time.

“Twins?! My goodness!” Helen said, she was calming down a bit and acting more like herself. It didn’t matter because once Fun Helen came out, Naughty Helen was sure to follow, and she was my absolute favorite version of my friend.

“Oh, we’ve heard it all before! Yes! Twins! They are actually really quite easy, they mostly entertain each other,” Vivian added. She had a proud glow to her face when talking about her daughters that made me like her almost immediately.

“I wouldn’t say they are easy…” Isaac interjected, pulling his dad card.

“To be fair, I wouldn’t know what to do with a house full of girls,” Simon finally said.

“We have two sons, and Keith and Helen also have a son,” Simon added.

From there Vivian told us that her and Isaac had been married for 12 years. They lived about an hour from where we were in Palm Beach. She was a bank manager and Isaac had his own construction company. They had been introduced by her brother, who Isaac went to Florida State with. They were relatively new to the lifestyle, only having been in it about two years.

“What have you done in that time?” Keith asked them about their time in the lifestyle.

“We had one couple we were pretty serious with out of the gate. We had mutual friends, so we kind of already knew they weren’t crazy or scary. They were a really good fit for us. They only wanted to play once or twice every couple of months and had kids the same age as ours. It was about as perfect as we imagined it could get. Definitely a four way match,” Isaac said.

“So, what happened?” I asked, needing to know the rest of the story.

“They moved across the country!” Vivian said with a big pout lip.

“Oh no!” I said.

“The four of us were the same way!” Helen blurted out, reminding the group that they also had moved away, causing our perfect foursome to have to break up.

“That’s true!” Keith added.

“We’ve known each other a very long time. We’ve stayed in touch since my husband and I moved down here. The four of us have gone on vacations together and generally try to meet up a couple of times per year. When you find really good friends in the lifestyle, you have to do whatever it takes to keep that connection because it is hard to find!” Helen added.

“That’s really great that you guys have stayed in contact! We would like to do that with our friends, too. They literally just moved last month, but we are already talking about visiting them in California over the winter!” Isaac said.

“Do it!” Simon chimed in.

“So what are you both looking for now?” Keith asked.

“We are just about having fun right now. We don’t want anything too serious because to be honest, we are still a little melancholy over our friends moving away,” Vivian said.

“Fun you say?” Keith asked. He looked at Simon and then at me. Helen followed suit and also exchanged looks with us both. We knew exactly what they were thinking without having to even ask.

“We like fun,” I said, laying down an unspoken offer to this younger couple.

“Oh yeah? Like what kind of fun?” Vivian asked me, with a sly smile on her face.

“Play time fun?” I asked her.

Vivian looked at Isaac. I could feel Isaac’s eyes on me as I stared at his wife, fully knowing that she was the one that was going to be the one that would decide if our four way was going to turn into a six way tonight.

“What did you have in mind?” Vivian finally asked.

“Well, Sarah and I have a hotel room not two blocks up the beach. If all are willing, we’d gladly have everyone over for a night cap and see where it goes from there?” Simon asked.

“We could do that,” Isaac said.

With that, the bill was paid and we were walking back to our room for who knew what kind of erotic fun.

Chapter 5

“Viv, what can I get you to drink?” Simon asked. On the way back to the room she indicated that she preferred the shortened version of her name.

“I’ll take a beer if you got one,” Viv replied to my husband.

Simon reached into the fully stocked mini fridge and grabbed a few beers. He gave one to Viv and Keith and kept the last for himself. Isaac had opted for a Jack and coke and Helen and I were sipping on our glasses of the blackberry wine we’d split. We were all gathered around in different areas of our hotel room. We had gotten a room with two queen beds with the idea that Helen and Keith would likely stay the night after we played. There was no way they would be in any condition to drive after our night of drinking anyways.

“What are typically some of your boundaries and rules?” I asked, breaking the ice.

Isaac was leaning against the headboard on one of the beds, with Viv sitting between his legs. Like most couples in a new play situation, they tended to stay together. Keith was sitting on the end of the same bed as them, so I went over to sit beside him. Simon had taken a seat directly across Viv and Isaac on the other bed, with Helen sitting at the end of that bed by herself.

“Come a little bit closer, friend,” Simon said quietly to Helen as he patted the bed next to him.

“Well, we have done both soft and full swap, but nothing with this many people,” Viv said, taking a sip of her beer.

“That’s very normal for a couple that is as new to the lifestyle as you both,” I added.

“Truthfully, we’ve only done group play a few times ourselves. Normally, we are straight full swap,” I elaborated.

“Are you into women, Sarah?” Isaac asked.

“I have kissed and touched other women in the past, but I prefer to play with men. I find women beautiful, but sexually I’m much more attracted to men,” I said, winking at Isaac at the same time. He smiled back at my admission.

“And you...Helen?” Viv asked this time. Simon was massaging Helen’s shoulders at this point, with her sitting between his legs on the bed.

“I’m not really into women, either, but I have no problem playing with bi curious or bi sexual women, as long as they don’t expect much out of me in that department,” Helen said, leaning backwards into Simon as he continued his message.

“What about you Viv?” Keith asked this time.

“I have played with a bi sexual woman before. A unicorn if you will. She joined us in our bed, but honestly, it was more for Isaac than for me. He had a fantasy of sharing another woman with me. She was very sexy and didn’t do anything I didn’t want her to do, but I’m like you, Sarah, in that I find women beautiful, but I’m by far more into men when it comes to the lifestyle,” Viv replied. In my Type-A, planning personality I took her confession as our night looking like a straight up three way wife swap. The only question now was who was going to play with who?

“Any things that are off limits or turn offs?” Keith asked. He had put his arm around me and was starting to kiss my neck a little bit at a time. I could smell his cologne that I loved so much. I knew that if I didn’t have Keith inside me at least once tonight I would walk away a sad girl.

“Not really, Viv isn’t into anal play much, but we are pretty regular with this kind of stuff. We just ask that everyone be respectful and ask if there is something that they are unsure of,” Isaac replied.

“Well, I can fairly speak for the four of us in that we are on the same page with you both in that,” I said as Keith continued to kiss my neck.

“Now, I guess the only question is, how do you guys want to go about this?” Simon asked. He had stopped rubbing Helen’s shoulders and was looking in my direction. I knew he wanted to make sure I was comfortable.

“Flip a coin?” I joked.

“How about ladies' choice?” Keith said, changing the mood of the room instantly from silly to sexy.

“I like the sound of that!” Helen said. She stood up to dart across the room to the stationary desk that was in the corner. I could see her pick up a pen and write something down. We heard the tear of a piece of paper and Helen was back to the group in a flash.

“Ladies...I wrote the numbers 1, 2 and 3 on these three pieces of paper. We will each pick one out of my hand and make our choices based on who gets what number. The only rule is that you cannot pick your own husband as your play partner. Sound good?” Helen asked.

I nodded my head in agreement because the truth was I would likely have my way with both Keith and Isaac before the night was over anyways. It really didn’t matter who I started with.

“Yes, let’s do it,” Viv agreed.

Helen opened the palm of her hand and walked up to Viv first. She reached out and grabbed one of the crumpled up pieces of papers. Next, Helen extended her arm over to me and offered me the choice of one of the remaining two. I grabbed the one that was closest to me in her offered hand.

“Okay, look at your paper and tell us the number you have!” Helen said. I secretly loved that she had taken the lead on this part of the night.

“I have number 1!” Viv said at almost a shout. As I smoothed out my piece of paper I heard Helen say, “I’m number 2!” With that, I knew I had the last choice, but I didn’t feel defeated at all.

“Viv...make your choice. Condoms are over on the desk! We are obviously all cool with same room play? If not, there’s the bathroom!” Helen stated.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. If that had been a real issue someone would have said something earlier. Vivian got up off of the bed and walked to the edge of the two beds. She bent down and grabbed the bottom of her purple dress and in one quick move, lifted it up over her head. Underneath her dress it became clear that she hadn’t had a bra on the entire night. She had done a nice job hiding it at the restaurant. When I laid eyes on her perky tits, I knew why. They were much smaller than mine in comparison to size, but my goodness they were lovely. I imagined she could walk around topless all day and not be bothered by gravity at all. Casting my eyes downward, I saw she had on a pair of black lace panties that hugged her beautiful curves in all of the right places.

“Holy fuck!” Keith said as he looked at Viv. She cocked her head to look at him then. She walked up in front of Keith and offered him her hand.

She had made her choice.

“Come with me,” Viv ordered, as she dragged Keith by the hand and into the bathroom. Keith grabbed a condom quickly before they went in. They didn’t close the door, though. Viv knew what she wanted and just went for it.

“You’re turn, Helen!” I said. Following Viv’s lead, Helen stood up. She was standing in between the two beds. She looked from Simon to Isaac and back again a few times. I already knew who she was going to pick because if she picked the other one, I’d be left with my own husband, which normally I would not object to, but I wanted to mix it up tonight.

Helen walked back over to Simon, pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. She placed a deep kiss on his lips and let out an audible moan. Simon’s hands were on her hips as she started to grind against him from above. As I turned my head to glance at Isaac, he offered me a gigantic smile in return. It was just him and I now.

“Are you sure you are okay with this?” Isaac asked gently while scooting across the bed towards me.

“Oh, I’m more than okay. What about you?” I asked.

“Honestly...you were the one I had my eyes on all night,” he said, while raising a hand to stroke my hair. He was damn sexy. Looking at his green eyes felt familiar, as if I were looking into a mirror. His perfect face gazed at me and I knew he wanted me at that moment.

“Do whatever you want,” I said, feeling the hunger in my own voice.

Isaac didn’t skip a beat and had his mouth on mine immediately. His kisses were very tender at first, before becoming deeper and quicker. He kept one hand in my hair as he pushed me to the bed. The upper half of his body was on top of me as we made out like a bunch of teenagers. In the lifestyle, it can sometimes be tricky learning a new body and figuring out what that person craves or doesn’t like at all. The first time with a new play partner can be awkward or it could be fire. I had a feeling with Isaac it was going to be the latter.

He moved his hand from my hair and reached down to stroke my inner thigh. His touch sent small shockwaves up and down my body, and I could feel myself get wetter and wetter. As he kept kissing me, I could hear sounds of pleasure coming from every corner of the room. In the bathroom, I was sure that Keith was already fucking Viv. I could hear his usual grunting noise and the sound of skin slapping against each other. Not far away, Simon must’ve been getting his cock sucked because he was making very small humming sounds and once or twice I was sure I heard Helen gag a bit. She wasn’t used to the massive piece of anatomy that was my beloved’s dick. Though, she’d had it in her mouth many times before, it had been a while and she needed to work herself up to taking it in full force.

Isaac reached the apex of my thighs and was rubbing my pussy without missing a beat. I had a pair of silk underwear that certainly betrayed the level of excitement that I felt in that moment.

“You’re soaking wet,” he said, pulling away from my lips. I gave him a knowing look. Isaac reached up and grabbed the straps of my dress, pulling it entirely down my body. As he did this I arched my hips a bit so that I could reach around and unhook my bra from the back. Isaac pulled off his polo shirt and began unbuttoning his pants. I looked up at him. Even in the dim lighting of the hotel room, I could see his defined chest. He obviously spent a lot of time and care on his body, and he was sexy as fuck.

“Spread your legs,” he said. I did so without having to be asked twice. Isaac squatted down on the floor. He reached up to grab my thighs and pull me towards the edge of the bed. Without even removing my panties, he put his mouth on my vagina. He used one hand to move the material to the side so that he could have better access to the opening. He started doing something that felt good almost immediately. It was different from the way Simon ate my pussy, but in a good way. He seemed to work a pattern of sucking on my clit, sticking a finger inside of me and dribbling his tongue over the entire thing. He did this three step process for several minutes while I made gutterly noises from above. It felt damn good.

However, as I felt myself getting closer to my orgasm, Isaac abruptly stopped. He stood up and removed my panties. I could see that he had stripped down to his bare skin. He bent down to grab something out of his pocket. In one quick motion the condom was on and he was inside me.

“Fuuuuucccckkkk,” he said as he started to fuck me. He took both of my hands and laced his own fingers with mine. He pushed our joined hands to the bed so that they were laying on either side of my head. As soon as he was stable, he really picked up speed. As he slammed into me again and again, I could hear the sound of him entering and exiting my wet pussy. His dick felt good and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.

“You want to cum?” Isaac asked as his lips came back to mine.

“Yes,” I said through bated breath.

“Go ahead and come on my cock,” Isaac said through gritted teeth. It was so erotic and hot, that there was little I could do not to lose myself. Without an afterthought, I came really hard all around him. He didn’t stop fucking me hard as I came either, causing me to cry out a little louder than I intended. I closed my eyes and just let my orgasm take me over. It was like an intense dream that I didn’t want to wake up from.

“Oh, baby, that was sexy as fuck,” I heard Simon say as I opened my eyes and saw him and Helen standing behind Isaac as he continued to fuck me hard. They were both naked. Simon pushed Helen to the bed so that she was laying right next to me. Her and I locked eyes for a moment as Isaac slowed his hammering. Simon was wrapping his cock before he pulled Helen to the edge of it in the same way Isaac had done with me. Simon leaned forward and was inside of Helen in one quick movement. I watched them for a brief moment before Isaac lifted me up off of the bed and carried me over to the bed they had just come from.

“Is from behind okay?” he asked kindly as he laid me down onto the bed.

“Yes, please! Is that your go position?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said. Not wasting any time I turned around and was on all fours in front of him. Isaac was back inside of me before I could even arch my back. I felt his strong hands on my hips. I turned my head briefly and saw Keith and Viv coming out of the bathroom. She was wiping her mouth with the back of one of her hands. She immediately noticed her husband fucking me from behind and had the biggest smile I’d seen on her beautiful face yet.

“That’s it baby, fuck her good!” Viv said as she came over and planted a brief kiss on Isaac’s lips. He was really starting to go in and out of me at a heightened speed at this point. I turned my head back forward and saw Keith had sat on the bed in front of me. I looked up at him as Isaac fucked me harder and harder. Keith was watching us with lust still in his eyes. He bent down to whisper in my ear again, “I’m going to fuck you next.”

His words were hot in my ear and with one handsome man fucking me from behind, I signaled for Keith to kneel in front of me on the bed. With shaky hands, I started stroking Keith’s cock while taking Isaac’s with my pussy from behind. I didn’t see Viv anywhere, so I assumed she had joined Simon and Helen on the other bed. It didn’t take long for Keith’s cock to stiffen under my talented hand. I pushed myself up so that I was up on all fours, minus the hand still holding Keith’s cock in my hand. Keith took the lead and came closer to my waiting mouth. As I took Keith’s hard dick into my mouth, Isaac commented, “Fuck yeah, so fucking hot...taking two cocks at one time.” With that, he slapped my ass hard.

I sucked gently on Keith’s cock at first, remembering just how he liked his blow jobs. I could almost taste the latex from the condom he had used with Viv on my tongue. It didn’t bother me in the slightest. I briefly peered up at him to see his lovely brown eyes looking down at me. He moved both of his hands to my hair so that he could hold my head in place. With that, Keith started to slowly and gently fuck my face as Isaac increased his speed from behind. I could feel myself building again and knew if he kept at that speed on my pussy I was going to come all over again.

“Ahhhh fuuuuccckkkk!” Isaac shouted as he thrust himself into me a few more times and spat his load into the condom that was strapped to his cock. He never let go of my hips in the process. As Isaac was cumming, I could hear Keith hissing through his gritted teeth as he pushed his cock into my mouth in very small and long thrusts. He let go of my hair and pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“I’m going to fuck you now!” he said as he bent down and gave me a brief kiss. Isaac had pulled out and I saw him go into the bathroom for a moment. He must’ve been dispensing the used condom. Keith came around the bed so that he now stood where Issac had. As I waited for him to sheath his cock and enter me from the same position, he instead grabbed the front of my thighs and pulled me towards the edge of the bed. My waist was bent over the edge of the bed and my feet were tiptoed on the floor. Keith used his hands to spread my legs open a bit more. I could hear him fumbling with a condom wrapper. As I waited, I saw Isaac come back out of the bathroom. He gave me a wink as he walked past us and towards the other bed where the others were. I couldn’t see them all from the position I was in, but I imagined Simon must have now been partnered up with Viv and Isaac was making his way to Helen. I wouldn’t know unless Keith rolled me over, but he didn’t seem intended on doing so.

Keith lined his dick up with my pussy opening and very slowly inched himself inside of me. He didn’t need to do much teasing as I was still wet from my encounter with Isaac.

“Oh God,” Keith said as he leaned forward, pushing the rest of his cock into me from behind. It felt good. Keith was someone I knew how to dance in the sack with. We’d done it many times over the years and besides Simon, he was the one man I’d fucked more than any other. As he pushed into me once more he reached down and grabbed my wrists from behind. My arms were extended backwards, as if Keith was using them to hold onto as he lunged forward with each thrust. It didn’t hurt, if anything, it turned me on. Keith was many things, but he was always considerate of his female partner’s wellbeing.

I started to moan as he fucked me like this for several minutes. He released my arms and pulled out. I turned to face him to see what position he wanted to try next and he bent down to kiss me. His kisses were always sensual - equal parts soft and hard. I could still smell hints of his heavenly cologne through the sweat.

“Mmmm,” he said as he briefly pulled from my kiss to lift me off of the bed. As I stood up on my shaky feet I could finally see what the others were doing. Viv was riding Simon’s cock on the far side of the bed. He seemed to notice me watching them and made a kissy face towards me. Isaac was fucking Helen from doggy style this time and boy she seemed to be enjoying herself as much as I had. Neither of them even seemed to notice me at that moment. As I turned back to the bed to face Keith, he had laid down flat on the bed, telling me he wanted his own cowgirl to come ride his cock.

I gladly climbed onto the bed and straddled him. Once I had one leg on either side of him I reached down to grab his cock. With my hand still in place, I lowered myself down onto it very slowly. The look on Keith’s face told me he was in a state of total bliss. Once he was inside of me, I hoisted myself up and down on him multiple times before finding a rhythm that worked for us both. I leaned down to kiss Keith’s lips yet again. He had his hands on my breasts, squeezing my nipples ever so gently. He moved his mouth from my lips to my nipples in even amounts. Each time his tongue circled my nipples I could feel my climax starting to build. Keith knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.

He started to move his hips upwards into me very slowly as I came back down on him from above. We played this game for a few more minutes before my body gave out on me and I came hard yet again. Keith held still as I came, and when my eyes caught his, he was full of lust and heat.

“God you are sexy, Sarah,” Keith said. He reached up and pulled me downwards towards him and started to fuck me hard from below. I was still reeling from my own encounter, so I felt every thrust intensely. Keith fucked me harder and harder. I could feel his hot breath on my ear as I buried my face into his neck. He reached down and grabbed my ass, spanking it hard as he fucked it even harder. Before long, Keith came as well. He let out a manly grunt as he released himself into the condom. We laid intertwined for a moment, gently kissing each other before I climbed off and stumbled my way to the bathroom to go pee.

Chapter 6

By the time I came out of the bathroom, everyone had finished their fuck sessions. Keith was cuddling with Helen on the bed furthest away while Viv and Isaac were doing the same on the other bed. Everyone was still naked and giggling about something I wasn’t privy to.

“What is so funny?” I asked, walking over to take a seat next to Simon at the foot of the bed Keith and Helen were laying upon.

“Well, Viv was just telling us something pretty funny,” Helen said, motioning to Viv to retell the story with me back in the room.

“So, seeing as we are still pretty new to the lifestyle, we of course have heard all of the cliches,” Viv started. She continued, “You know...upside down pineapples, flamingos and having white rocks in your yard are tell tale signs you are a swinger?”

“Oh yes, we’ve heard them all,” I replied.

“Right?! And keep in mind, here in Florida, flamingos and pineapples are just about everywhere you look!” Viv said, giggling again.

“We certainly noticed that!” Simon chimed in.

“We quickly learned that most of these things are just tongue-in-cheek things developed by others, not even in the lifestyle. But, while you were in the bathroom everyone asked us how we knew that y’all were swingers,” Viv said, looking around the room at everyone.

“Oh, I just assumed you could pick up on our vibe or something?” I asked.

“Well, of course we thought you all were attractive on the dance floor, but it was your jewelry that gave it away honestly,” Viv said.

“My jewelry?” I asked, kind of surprised by her admission.

“My love, look at your hand!” Simon said, lifting up my right hand to show me something on it. Then, it dawned on me. As we were headed out the door for our trip to Florida, I had decided to wear the jewelry I would have with me on the trip because I never trusted putting anything expensive in a checked bag. Without even thinking about it, I had put on my grandmother’s antique ring - a black titanium band and a row of tiny diamonds on the front of it. It had been my grandmother’s favorite ring, so I had asked for it when she passed away, which my grandfather happily approved of. Even though it only fit on my right ring finger, I wore it often.

“It’s the black ring on the right hand thing, isn’t it?” I said.

“Yes!” Viv said, bursting out laughing again.

“I hadn’t even thought of that when I packed to come down here!” I said, looking around at the group.

“Well, it worked out anyways!” Keith said.

“Maybe your grandmother secretly was hooking you up without you knowing it?” Helen teased.

“Haha, I doubt it, but she was a wild card in her day, so her and my grandfather may have been in the lifestyle without us ever knowing it,” I joked.

“I don’t want to think about your granny and grandpa doing the nasty with other old people,” Simon joked.

“Oh, I don’t know...it was her favorite ring!” I said teasingly.

“You should just wear that everywhere you go from now on!” Isaac added.

“Well, if it brings us together with other hot couples in the lifestyle like you and Viv, then I’ll do just that,” I added.