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NEW RULES OR HOW TO LET GO AND PLAY THE GAME

This really happened to us early in our swinging lives. Here we are, naked with the hottest couple at the party. Staring into me is a beautiful blond with a perfect figure and creamy white skin, her D cup breasts tipped with pale pink areolas and fully erect nipples. The contrast with her porcelain skin is stunningly sexy. A trace of her sweet feminine scent wafting in the air signals she is highly aroused. And she wants me inside her. I feel like the luckiest man on earth.

My wife is near me preparing to enjoy my new playmate's husband. His toned physique and sexy boar accent steadfastly seducing my bride anxiously yielding to their mutual pleasure. I smell her sexual perfume too and know this familiar response blatantly announces she is ready, willing and able to give him the ride of his life. We are living our fantasy.

But our swinging life did not start out this exciting. For months and years we openly discuss our secret desires and fantasies. Shaking off old taboos is not easy. Finally, our first play date was with our long time friends who spent years trying to seduce us. There were many rules we set early on. Today we have fewer rules and no jealousy or insecurity. Instead, we are advocates helping each other find pleasure. What a nice place to be in a relationship. This encounter changed our sex lives forever.

Wanting to expand our horizons after a few months of playing with our old friends, they took us to a meet and greet where we met other swinging couples. Then we decided to try a small house party, but it was a disaster for uninitiated rookies like us. Within an hour the party turned into a naked puppy pile of fucking and sucking strangers. It's just not what we expected and we were a little taken aback as we were looking for the perfect couple to make friends with benefits.

Completely naked and self confident, one of the sexy players at the party sensed our uneasiness and came over to chat with us. Jo shared her experience in the lifestyle explaining that she preferred openly sexual house parties to our idea of meeting the perfect couple. She explained that this type of swinging prevented the development of emotional intimacy which we all know can threaten relationships. Jo preferred emotional monogamy and sexual variety.

She said "I just want to experience something strange and fuck my brains out." She also told us not to be joined at the hip at a party suggesting we are much more approachable when we socialize separately. Partners are not often attracted to both members of another couple. She explained that when you find a likely playmate it is not fair for your partner to take one for the team, or to hold you back from playtime pleasure. She said we could choose to play separately at parties like she and her husband. Later we discussed how to use these new rule suggestions in the days to come.

Within a couple of weeks, the local group that held the Meet and Greet announced a house party. At this time in our swinging lives we had so many silly rules that it was hard to let go and enjoy ourselves. Our lifestyle play time has been limited to romps with our long time friends. They were exciting, fun and satisfying for both of us and we wanted to experience more variety in the lifestyle. We agreed to attend, but also kept in place a rule we had set for ourselves that we would only go to meet other couples and we would never play at a party in spite of the suggestions from Jo. We were not yet ready to let go.

At the party house, we were greeted by the hosts and given a tour. Their home is very secluded. We saw scantily clad and naked people laughing and cavorting everywhere around the pond, in the pool and hot tub. We were shown the play rooms and where to shower. There must have been fifty couples meandering around socializing. Many were regulars and friends. Others were new to the sport like we were. There were people of varied ages, shapes and sizes including a lot of very desirable potential playmates whom we found very arousing. People hooked up and would disappear into one of the play rooms emerging later with a deeply satisfied well laid look.

My bride was the bell of the ball. All the men were attracted to her warm personality, radiant face, slender five foot seven inch figure, perky B cup breasts, blue eyes and red hair. She was always a bit insecure about her sex appeal, but I kept telling her she looked stunningly svelte and would elicit a sexual fantasy in many men who would be turned on imagining her as one of the girls they lusted for in high school or college. I told her she is every man's youth fantasy. She accepted my kind words with a bit of trepidation. But her mindset was reformed, and the result was unbelievably rewarding for our future in the sport fucking world of swinging.

Well, she got played by many men trying to seduce her at the party including the very sexy fellow from South Africa. He was dark and very handsome. His accent exuded sex. And his wife, well, let's just say she was the hottest property at the party. A stunningly pretty tall, long legged blond with perfect skin and firm D Cup breasts matched perfectly to her precisely proportional hips. Her hourglass figure, accent and personality would make any man's or woman's tongue hard just thinking about it. They are the hottest couple here and many eyes exuded lust for this dynamically sexy duo.

We stuck by our silly rules to the very end of the party. But on the way home my wife said "I know you wanted to play at the party. I'll make a deal with you. The next time we go to a party, I want you to know that you are free to go for it. But there is one condition. I want the same freedom too!"

Holy Cow! I was floored. Not two minutes from the party, I'm driving us home and she cannot wait to change the rules. My bride had experienced little sexual variety in her lifetime. Although she has a very active sex drive, imagination, and adventurous nature, her puritanical upbringing suppressed her wants and needs. She was a virgin on her first wedding night, I was her second, and our present playmates provided only her third. In fact it took her until age 50 to fuck her third cock.

I, on the other hand, had always been openly sexual. I lived with swingers in the past, visited nudist camps with gal friend lovers, and enjoyed the openly sexual dating scene since high school. Now my inexperienced bride was the initiator of our new rules. I was stunned and VERY happy. Naturally I instantly agreed to the rule change with great enthusiasm and expectations for our next lifestyle encounter.

The next party could not come soon enough for my liking. I became aroused every time I thought about it. We get here early to check out all the other couples as they arrive. I am busy exercising my flirting skills and my bride is getting hit on and played to beat the band. We both hope to hook up with South Africa, but they are nowhere to be seen. We make the best of their absence and enjoyed flirting with others in this sexually charged environment. It was a hoot and we were both comfortably relaxed and aroused. I find myself getting many spontaneous erections like when a skirt would pass me in high school. Dang, this game makes me feel young again.

The South Africans are the last couple to arrive. He wore dark trousers and an expensive looking dress shirt with two buttons undone at the top. I notice him briefly, but quickly focus on his scorching wife in a clingy basic black dress. Her legs are taught and everlastingly long between the bondage strap heels and high hemline. All eyes note their arrival. They quickly work the crowd getting pleasantries with friends out of the way, then make a bee line for us quickly monopolized our conversation and attention herding us away from the crowd. We find four seats at the far corner of the deck overlooking a camp fire by the pond and get to know one another more intimately.

Before you know it the husband is closing in on my bride, stroking her hair and working his way down to her neckline and shoulders as he makes seductive conversation. My bride responds with sex positive body language. They kiss as he messaged her shoulders, then her breasts, then her breasts under her blouse which is a real turn on for my bride. Her nipples are so sensitive that she has a hard time taking a shower. I know this releases her passion lubricating her fun box. I enjoyed stealing glimpses of her seduction while chatting with the lady in black. As my bride's arousal increases I notice a pronounced wet spot appear in the fabric between her legs.

The South African sex goddess and I are having our own seductive intercourse. I admire her beauty while chatting and slowly undress her with my mind's eye. Her deep cleavage, prefect creamy white skin, curvaceous figure, the sexual tone of the conversation, and the glare of her eyes connecting with mine are turning me on. I must adjust myself to get my raging hard on into a more comfortable position.

Elle tells me about her latest investment. She had laser hair removal treatment done so she would no longer have to shave and explained how incredibly smooth it is with no hint of stubble. "Smooth as a baby's ass" is the cliché she used as she proceeded to lift the dress exposing her hairless pussy. She then guided my hand to rate the softness of her labia. Elle captivated my attention like we were the only two people on earth as I lusted for some play time with her.

I've raised three kids and, you know what, Elle was wrong about the softness. Her pussy is smoother than a baby's ass. Now enthralled with this woman, I simply must find a way to make this a close encounter. So I started in with that old Sha Na Na song changing the word job to room and sung a few bars of "Get a room, Sha na na na.... Sha na na na na"! We all burst into laughter, looked into each others horny eyes, and spontaneously headed to one of the play rooms for our own private party.

Once the door closed we embraced our new playmates. I held Elle close as she uses a thigh to tease between my legs, our hands caressing each others backs, waist and buttocks. I move my hands around her waist to her firm flat belly and up to her chest gently fondling her beautiful bust. Our tongues dance as her full moist soft lips part allowing me the first penetration of the night into her delicious body. Her deep soulful kisses with perfect pressure are hot and erotic. My hard on fells like it will explode as she continues to gently taunt me between the legs. Boy she sure knows how to play well with others.

My bride and Elle's husband are inches away. The sound of their kissing and the subtle moans of their building excitement are an adjunct to my stimulation. As we kiss I see out of one eye their roaming hands exploring each other like Elle and I are doing. Their excitation mirrors us as the lust and passion build more quickly now. I slowly run my hands down Elle's flat stomach as she gingerly slides her thigh from my groin allowing just enough room for my hands to descend down her torso past her pubic bone as she firmly embraces me around my neck.

I reach down, deliberately lifting her dress and caressed the outside of her thighs. I detect a parting of her legs which I take as an invitation to bring my fingers to bare between them and discover her real McCoy fully oiled as her sweet love juice trickles down her legs. Rising to the moment, I touch her labia. They fell like over ripe fruit bursting with nectar. Elle is ready to enjoy me as much as I am ready to have her. I take her cue and make the next logical move.

Breaking our kiss, I look into her eyes requested permission to undress her. She accepts my assistance with a sultry grin and turns for me to undue her dress. A few snap hooks later I admired the full view of her silky smooth back featuring fine feminine muscle definition. She is not a bodybuilder, but one can always see a distinct tone in a fit woman's frame. This wetted woman is near perfection. The dress slides off her shoulders and breasts to the floor. Without a bra or panties, my task is simple and complete.

Elle turns to me almost completely naked, and as I absorb her sexual beauty, she gladly agrees to remain in her heels. Swiftly now she peels the shirt over my head. My belt, button and zipper are undone revealing my hard on as my pants fall away. Its sudden appearance puts a seductive smile on Elle's face. Admiring my erection she subtly licks her lips in a gesture I perceive as a perfectly timed Freudian slip. She completes her task casting my trousers and sandals to the side.

My bride and Elle's husband engage in a similar mating dance. But we finish undressing each other first. With the bed behind me, Elle gently nudges me down on my back grasping my cock gently stroking my skin up and down the shaft as she stars into my eyes saying "You like being touched, don't you? I know you want me. Your cock is leaking." I say "Yes, I want you desperately. Am I the only one dripping with desire?" Elle looks at me as though I am the Gods magic food for incredible sex and she is about to devour me whole right then and there. This sexy lady is totally wanting and ready for me.

Smiling broadly, Elle slowly descended toward my cock, maintaining eye contact as she kneels at the foot of the bed. Elle licks the head capturing my wetness on the tip of her tongue as though she is taste testing an ice cream cone. Thirty years ago I would have probably blown my load right there. Maturity has its rewards as age and experience trumps youth and enthusiasm every time.

I'm thinking the old joke about the two male deer that walk over the mountain top and spot a herd of does in the valley below. The young buck says to the old buck "Hey, let's run down there a breed a couple of those does." The old buck replies, "Let's walk down and breed them all!" Thirty years ago my pleasure was fleeting but frequent. Today I can savor my encounters enjoying physical connection for long periods of time. Frankly, I would never want to go back to being a youthful patriot, a minuteman, which is so prevalent in young inexperience men. Now I am a seasoned statesman. I prefer the extended connection only possible with practice. I'll take quality of experience over quantity of orgasms and be deeply satisfied with that choice every time.

My new playmate Elle is an exceptionally talented oral sex partner. Her hot mouth ingests me deeply stroking me all the way into her throat with precisely the tempo and pressure I prefer. I have perfect control and relish the attention as she devours by throbbing cock. Steadily and deeply she stokes me. I sense my erection hardening even more as I feel increasing pressure within. Every erotic nerve in my body is fully charged by the overwhelming oral stimulation Elle is so deftly bestowing on my cock. I am mesmerized watching her full lips firmly slipping up and down, again and again, as she lustfully works her magic on my manhood. The sight and sounds of this sexy woman pleasing my cock is a Technicolor memory permanently burning into my mind. I will never forget, never.

Elle spins around keeping me deep within her mouth and daintily swings a leg over me placing her pussy into perfect sharing position. Her creamy thighs straddle my ears. I feel the heat and rhythm of my cock being favored by this beautiful, talented and sexy woman's gift and the radiating heat and softness of her laser smooth labia majora on my lips at the same time. I matched her rhythm as we do the horizontal dance of sixty nine, teasing her dripping pussy with my lips and tongue. Her sweet generous nectar's aroma is floral and slightly oceanic.

As I enjoy the sharing, Elle's pussy bursts open, blooming like a rose in the morning sun exposing her pale pink labia minora, love tunnel and prominent engorged clit. I gently explore every fold of her womanhood with my tongue, avoiding the detonator until she is wired to explode. Softly I suck her long and hard clit between my lips to the point where I can lightly flick the tip of my tongue rapidly over the head of her engorged clitoris.

Within minutes my relentless tongue message of Elle's little hard on triggers a full body release of heaven on earth. She pushes my head away to stop the pleasant torture as her pussy pulses and gushes in a truly epic climax. I struggle to breathe without drowning as this lady water boards me squirting her come into my face, up my nose and into my mouth.

One does not need such an intimate view of this eruption to comprehend the magnitude of her pleasure. Her musical tones of passion fulfilled boomed sonically throughout the house while vibrating my cock in her throat. Everyone knows this woman has climaxed. Elle's sweet as honeysuckle ejaculate is delicious liquid candy. I waste as little as humanly possible. Like a Blue Angel pilot pulling high G's in a power dive, I tense every muscle to maintain control.

Our live with mates are aside us. My bride's cooing is a perfect gauge of the oral pleasure she is enjoying courtesy of Elle's man as he buries his face between her legs. I know my bride well and she is enjoying an experience I'd rate as a twenty on her scale of ten. Perhaps the scale needs readjusting as swinging has so changed carnal intensity for my inexperience nymph. That thought will need assessing later. But she certainly is enjoying raising her erotic threshold.

I desperately want to watch our mates playing but remained focused on sharing carnal ecstasy with my new playmates pussy excellently positioned again in my mouth, my cock continuously pleasured by Elle's predacious oral aptitude. Elle could grace the cover and fill the center of the classiest of men's magazines. I am bursting with excitement at the privilege of experiencing this fine woman's intimate places and talents.

My wife is now mounted, writhing with lust, satisfaction delivered via deep bareback message from a strange new cock she welcomes inside her. The sounds of his sloshing thrusts tipped me off to the change of venue. Elle lifts her mouth off my cock and beckons me to lie on top of her. Her head is at the bottom of the bed and my bride's is at the top. Voyeur that I am, my first thought as I oblige Elle's request is of being able to see the cock thrusting into my bride as she now has her ankles on his shoulders.

I linger to watch my familiar flesh engulf the cock sliding fervently in and out. He's rock hard and the engorged veins are pronounced. The texture must be very stimulating for my lady's inexperience receiver. I'm happy my bride is lustfully desired by the hot stud of her choosing as she passionately fucks cock number four. We watch them feeding off mutual animal lust as he probes her deeply. I can see in his face the struggle for control.

The bride's new playmate is embroiled in a personal battle to extend the duration of their coupling. It's hard to pace yourself inside her. She prides herself on pussy fitness doing hundreds of kegels every day. She induces pain in my fingers when I message her G Spot. I know he is startled by the grip strength of the strange pussy repeatedly engulfing his cock. The sight of the two of them passionately fucking fills me with lustful excitement. I love watching my bride screwing. I never realized how much pleasure I could derive seeing her exerciser equal rights to the spice of life. Witnessing her pussy liberation is another turn on for me. She has become a real sport fucking enthusiast. I'm such a lucky dog.

My approach to mounting Elle begins as I work my way up her body starting with her dripping sweet flower. I enjoy a last taste of Elle nectar parting oral company with her hot snatch after a few strokes of her firmly erect clitoris as I gently suck it in and out between my lips. It resembles a miniature penis with a well defined helmet head. I always love playing a woman with a generous size clitoris. Elle's clit is excellently proportioned and firmly protruding.

Next I very deliberately tongue lap my way along the center line of Elle's torso to and then past her navel, resting in her cleavage to visit her breasts. Tending each one in turn like a sex starved wolf in sheep's clothing I discover another erogenous zone of my new playmate's body uniformly moistened from her orgasmic work out. She shutters from the attention as though static electricity is jolting from her breasts to her pussy as I gently ravage each nipple. The circuit is activate and transmitting impulse pleasure with every suck.

Elle's wonderful breasts are a rare treat. Some women tease their lovers to higher arousal through their nipples and Elle's breasts shed just enough of her female hormones through her mammary glands to give up a distinct flavor only a highly aroused woman can provide. I can taste Elle's excitement as I suckle. This is one of life's greatest erotic pleasures. The taste infinitely adds to my excitement. I continue until all her flavor is consumed.

The exciting treat increases my heart rate as I feel each beat pound in my cock. I love making women come as they never have before and ponder if she even knows that breast induced orgasms are possible. I think Elle could come via breast stimulation but do not take time to experiment. I'll be sure to make time to find out during a rematch. Note to self, next time, spend more time with the beautiful twins when you play with this incredible woman. Next I target her vulnerable neckline.

My mouth and tongue explore Elle's upper erogenous zones. Her neck is sensitive and vulnerable. She responds invitingly to the attention. Moving on I softly breath into her ears telling her how passionately hot she has made me and how much I want her. She softly purrs a response assuring me her passion is totally enmeshed with mine. Soon our lips meet again. We are deep soul kissing. More than French kissing, soul kissing is connecting through shared breath.

We breathe deeply into each other, back and forth, sharing the same air over and over as our tongues choreograph a wet sultry dance. Using the same air over and over depletes the oxygen giving one a light headed sense of floating together. It must be similar to the effect some try to achieve through partial strangulation which is much to ruff and dangerous for my taste. Soul kissing is much better as both lovers experience the incredible lightness of being while conjoined in passion. And one can easily breathe fresh oxygen through the nose, which eliminates the danger of accidental strangulation. A woman who knows this kiss is very rare indeed. Elle's highly erotic sexual prowess and skill continue to magnify my enjoyment of our passion play.

Elle telegraphs her desire as she opens her legs hooking her heels around my calves. I can now find her without hands guiding me cock. I want to engrave the sensations of our first full coital connection into my long term memory and take as much time as possible to note the uniqueness of her inner contours. Feeling her wetness on the tip of my penis confirms my port of entry. I enter Elle's vagina intentionally slow progressing a millimeter at a time and press on.

The initial intense sensations I feel as I navigate her emanate from the over stimulated rim around my cock's head gradually becoming surrounded by her warm wet velvet. The feeling is so intense it borders the threshold of pain. My cock gets extremely sensitive with this much stimulation. I feel the shaft of my cock progressively engulfed as the head slides past the slippery road of bumpy ruffles near her G Spot. This part of Elle's pussy has pronounced texture like little speed bumps which will add titillating sensations when thrusting. I anticipate breaking the speed limit a little later to selfishly enjoy this geographical feature.

Finally I'm fully submerged and exploring Elle's depths seeking unique stimulation from her cervix on the head of my cock. I intend to enjoy diddling the entrance of her womb. Sometimes it is as hard to find as a bathyscaphe seeking the deepest part of the Mariana Trench. As the head of my cock probes deeply, I successfully discover Elle's Challenger Deep, positioning myself to message her cervix with the head of my penis while my pubic bone messages her clit compressed between our loins. Pressing my cock deep within her without stroking, I stay deeply impaled gently swiveling, rotating and grinding away as we share the ultimate carnal passion.

Elle cannot stand much of this action exploding within minutes riding a full body orgasm, discharging sexual energy from skin to soul. Unfathomable convulsions ripple round my cock engulfed in her gushing pussy. What an aphrodisiac! My highly stimulated cock feels every contraction of Elle's deep sexual release. Coming on my impaling cock is almost too exciting. I truly love feeling a woman's ultimate ecstasy triggered deep inside by my cock, but must tense again to maintain my sanity. Elle's passion is driving me out of my mind. I kiss her patiently waiting for her nervous system to reboot and regain ejaculation control.

Elle's hubby and my wife are perfectly in sync. We turn to watch their stimulation charging as she takes his long and powerful strokes. He's banging her hard with his cock darting in and out much swifter than before. Just inches from our faces Elle and I watch his cock disappear into my wife's pink folds over and over again. Remaining inside Elle as we enjoy the show, I hear his balls slapping her ass and know my bride really gets turned on by the sensation and the sound. The noises they are making signal they are enjoying the plateau, that extreme sexual pleasure induced by peak stimulation which I try to maintain as long as possible before orgasm. They are close to climax as their erotic concerto grows louder and louder.

Suddenly he makes one final deep and hard thrust ending with her pussy fully impaled by his now unseen cock. We all know he popped filling her pussy deeply with his come, his ejaculatory pulses a metronome to the grunts and groans. This sets my bride off the precipice of lusts winning score. I hear the inadvertent calls she projects that sound like some primitive echo from far back in human history. My bride is performing her involuntary bucking bronco orgasm routine, losing control of her flailing limbs and rippling abdominal muscles as the pent up sexual tension discharges in a flash like the high voltage energy of a lightning bolt electrifying her nervous system. Elle and I are witnessing at close range the sexual masterpiece of our oblivious spouses fucking reward.

My wife comes harder than any woman I have ever known. She has even injured herself during orgasms. But she loves coming. With her bodybuilder strength pussy muscles she can sometimes squirt out a fully erect penis when she comes this hard. But Elle's husband's cock remains fully sheathed to the hilt. I know it is always a challenge to stay inside her Mrs. Universe strength pussy when she comes this hard. She expends a lot of energy. But he manages to stay within her until the storm becalms. At home, my wife and I play a game with our toys to see how many times she can have her earthquake orgasm before total exhaustion. Our record is twenty eight in ninety minutes, but that's another story.

Now, I'm the only playmate who has not come. After forty minutes we know other swingers are waiting for a playroom. Elle wants to change position putting her ankles on my shoulders like my bride and her hubby. They tell us they want to watch us fuck. I want to watch Elle's smoother than a baby's ass pussy engulf my throbbing cock too. I'm especially good at taking directions when there is more pleasure for me, and reposition eagerly.

With Elle's heels on my shoulders, I turn my head and lick her left calf commenting about how smooth her legs are. She tells me she had laser treatment from the waist down. I'm thinking that's money well spent as the smoothness cannot be equaled by shaving, and waxing is only temporary. I relish experiencing every inch of my new playmate both inside and out.

Everyone but Elle has a perfect view of her pussy taking my cock. I begin deep, long slow strokes pulling out completely each time. Every stroke a new penetration as we three watch the head of my cock plunge to the hilt, and fully exit. I begin building tempo and feel my balls slapping Elle's ass. The testicular stimulation really feels good. My heavy load seems to sway them more than usual. I'm so excited that I can barely stand the extra stimuli.

My penetrations spool up. The textures in Elle's pussy become an erotic focal point. I feel new and different excitement as the ridge of my cock's head chatters quickly over the speed bumps. She gives me distinctly different stimulation depending on the direction of travel. I am really stroking her now and her pussy becomes wetter and slipperier. Her juices flowing out around the base of my cock, then cascading down and are thrown from my scrotum.

Elle surprises me placing her fingers around her engorged labia pressing them together and down. The sensation makes her pussy's grasp of my cock feel much tighter and firmer. She's busy pleasuring her clitoris as I watch her flit the edge of a thumbnail lightly across the tip. Elle was so adept at this move that I knew she had done this many times before. She begins making a new and different series of ecstasy sound effects as we all watch her take my plunging cock.

I'm totally zoomed in on Elle's pussy swallowing my cock deeply, over and over and over. The veins on my penis are bloated and pronounced as I see my now Barney the dinosaur purple cock repeatedly disappear deep within Elle's pale pink twat. The contrast of color is strikingly beautiful like the floral palette of a Monet. I watch the pastel pink flesh of her sex flower blossom and disappear. The delicate petals of flesh appear to grow and cling ever so softly to my cock each time it is withdrawn but vanish during reentry. Elle's pussy is clinging to me and giving up my cock grudgingly with each withdrawal, beckoning me to stay within her. Her pussy's begging me to stay really turns me on. I nearing the end of my extended visit to the plateau of extreme sexual pleasure courtesy of a world class beauty sharing every dimension of her sexual capability. The sensation of my cock deeply messaged by Elle's bareback love sheath, and the visual of the clingy pink flesh grudgingly giving up my shaft is driving me maddeningly to the point of no return.

Elle suddenly vocalizes in an unknown language as a third orgasm flashes through her body. Her sudden climax pushes me to zenith ecstasy. I can take no more. I thrust deeply inside her feeling the head of my cock buddy up to her cervix yet again and focus every ounce of my sexual energy and body weight down the shaft of my raging cock seeking the deepest possible point in her vagina. Elle's pussy is contracting and pulsing around my cock as she comes. Her cervix is doing sit spins on the head. That's it. I'm done. I cannot control my primitive instincts any longer as I begin to deliver my overdue load deep inside her.

My first contraction emanates from the intense sexual tension accumulating deep inside me and curls my toes. As my feet cramp, my load cascading through my plumbing feels like thick liquid ropes twisting their way out of my cock faucet under extreme pressure. I am completely overcome by the intensity of the rapid pump, pump, pumping contractions of my DNA delivery system. The amount of power my ejaculation requires taps all my energy. The feeling is so wonderfully intense I become light headed as I experience the ultimate payoff of lusts reward.

As I frantically deliver my come into my impaled playmate, I can feel Elle's pussy spasms repeatedly grip and release me with her own waves of pleasure. The discharge of our pent up sexual energy seems to bounce back and forth between our fully engaged genitals. I feel spasm after spasm from deep within my groin and Elle's pussy convulsing around my cock at the same time as I continue injecting all the evidence of our carnal encounter. Emptying my reservoir, it takes lots of pumping before the last drop of my come jets deep into Elle's pussy. I have teased and paced myself to lengthy plateaus enjoying a few similar earth shattering orgasms, but have never experienced an orgasm which lasted longer than this one. This is some of the best sex I have ever had. The best things in life are free and it doesn't get any better than this. I am one satisfied Elle fan. She burned a lifelong memory into my gray matter.

Finally I'm spent and gently lay down onto Elle. As she maintains my cock inside her we kiss and hug each other sharing our well deserved afterglow. We stare into the windows of our souls sincerely thanking each other for the fantastic and mutually satisfying sex. We were great together and agree to become more frequent playmates. Next to us on the bed, our spouses are smiling like the cats that ate the canary. Now I am overcome by the scent of fresh baby batter filling the room. I said "This place smells like sex." They all laugh out loud and Elle says, "I fucking hope so!" We disengage as my penis tenderizes and get dressed to head out and rejoin the party for a couple cocktails and barley pops to rehydrate after our completely draining wet and wild fuck session, emerging from the playroom with four distinctly satisfied well laid looks. Every eye at the party is upon us as we head for the bar.

From this day on we receive many invitations. Soon we would be asked to screen new couples as we introduce them to the swinging lifestyle. Being picked as playmates by the hottest couple in the group opened a whole new world of carnal pleasures for this now fully initiated swinging couple.

On the drive home we talked about the party, our silly old rules now discarded. We share what we each felt and enjoyed while fucking of our new playmates. This is the best foreplay for our own sexual liaisons and I we will tear into each other as soon as we get home. I teas by bride by calling her new playmate number four. We high fived, congratulating each other for scoring playtime with the hottest couple at the party, only our second set of playmates. Sharing sex with this scorching couple jump started our sex life and began a new phase in our swinging adventures. Since this night we have never looked back or questioned our decision to open our marriage to the swinging lifestyle. We are both very lucky dogs. I believe I am the most sexually fulfilled man on earth. Now I only wish I could live forever.

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