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Cindis 1st 3-some (updated)

Her answer to that was that she didn't even really notice. That was when we really started to talk about swinging. Her two biggest concerns were that I would be jealous, and that I would find another woman and leave her. I told her "nonsense", and gave her a detailed rundown of my first marriage. She still wasn't convinced even after all of that. So I said I'd prove it to her, one way or the other.

It had been about 6 weeks since her "cumming out" party at Jon and Cherie's house. We'd talked to Pete and Carol a couple of times, and had drinks with them at a local place once. I had asked Pete if he wanted to get with Cindi again and he was all for it, since he didn't get to get between her legs at the party. I also told him that she'd never had a 3-some before, and I wanted her to experience one. So I invited him over to the house on a Saturday to "watch" a baseball game on the tube. I told Cindi he was coming over, and she just said OK like it was going to be a normal guy thing.

So Pete shows up. Cindi isn't wearing anything sexy -- a T-shirt, bra and shorts.

We started watching the ball game and had a few beers. Nothing sexual whatsoever. Cindi is in the back of the house doing nothing in particular, and leaving us to watch the game. Well, Pete goes in the kitchen to get another beer, and apparently Cindi was in there at the same time. Pete comes out with his beer, and just says to me "Damn she has nice tits".

I asked him why he said that, and he replied that "because I just felt them".

So I decided to go out in the kitchen myself, and Cindi was cleaning up a little. I came up behind her and grabbed her breasts. Her reaction was "What is that for?" I said "Well, Pete just a handful, why shouldn't I?".

Her comeback was "What makes you think that he got a squeeze?". I came right back with "Because he told me so, and because I know that you sucked him off in the parking lot before the party". She was silent at that point, but was rubbing her ass against my crotch. So I put it on the line -- "You enjoyed yourself at Cherie's house, right? Do you want to try more of this?". There was still no real answer, so I took her hand and walked us both back into the living room, and sat her down between Pete and I.

At this point, the baseball game had gotten stale and boring for both Pete and I. I turned off the TV and turned a local jazz radio station. We both started staring at Cindi, and she kind of got the idea of what was going to happen. It started with my right hand on her right breast. Once I squeezed her nipple, she leaned over and whispered "I can't do this". I whispered back "Yes you can, and I think you want to". Pete cupped her left breast, and she looked at him and said "What are you two doing?" I just said "We're going to do you just like you got at Cherie's house". Her response was "But that was something that just happened", to which I said "You seemed to be enjoying yourself. And you started it yourself when you sucked Pete off in his car, didn't you?" There wasn't much she could say after that.

Cindi didn't really object to us pulling off her T-shirt. She has 36D's that need a little support after 38 years and 2 kids, so she was wearing a bra. Pete asked if he could do the honors, and Cindi looked at me like "Really?", but leaned forward so he could undo her bra. When he pulled it off, the girls fell out in all their glory. Cindi blushed, but didn't say anything, just looking at both of us. Two hands were immediately back on her breasts, and she just closed her eyes. I leaned over and put my mouth on her right breast and rolled her nipple gently between my teeth. That got a little moan, so Pete followed my lead with her left breast. Cindi put her hands on the back of our heads to pull us in. Once we both had a breast in our mouths, there was virtually no objection at all. The first words out of Cindi's mouth were to me -- "What do you want me to do?". I took my mouth off of her breast and said "You can start by sucking our cocks". I sat back on the couch and unzipped and pulled off my pants, cutting loose my cock, then Pete did the same. Cindi first looked at my cock, then Pete's, and kind of froze. I took her hand and put it on my mine, then she moved her other hand onto Pete's on her own. She started slowly stroking both of us, then started to lower her head to my hard-on. I stopped her and told her that she was being rude, and she should be nice our guest first. She looked at me like "Are you sure about this?" and I just smiled at her. She took her hand off of me, and turned towards Pete.

Cindi kept stroking Pete's cock with her hand, and kept looking back at me to see what my reaction was. She finally lowered her mouth into his lap. Cindi isn't the greatest blow job queen in the world, but she is pretty good. She started slow, and I moved to the floor to get a better view. After she took the first couple of inches in her mouth a few times, she slid as much into her mouth as she could. Cindi can't deep-throat, but she can usually get about 5 inches of my 8-inch cock into her mouth. Pete was almost as big as me, and she was getting about the same amount of him in. Then she started going a little faster, and she had Pete groaning within a few minutes, and he put his hand on the back of her head.

I took this opportunity to pull her shorts and panties off. She pushed me away at first but finally gave in -- it was kind of hard for her to resist when her mouth was full of meat. I slid my hands down her body and started rubbing her pussy and clit. The moan from Cindi and the groan from Pete said that I had done the right thing. After running a finger through her slit and sliding it into her pussy a few times, I moved down and started licking her pussy. That act put everything into high gear. She started sucking harder, Pete starting thrusting into her mouth, and I was getting Cindi's hips bucking against my face. Cindi pulled off Pete's cock and pulled my face into her pussy, and had a pretty hard orgasm. She pushed me away, and was just staring at me kind of in a daze.

I said "Why are you stopping? Aren't you going to finish what you started?".

Cindi was still rubbing Pete's cock, then she leaned over, licked it up and down a couple of times, put it back in her mouth and slowly started sucking him again. Pete put his hand back on her head to urge her on, and it didn't take more than 6-7 minutes before he just said "Oh fuck, keep going". About a minute later, he tensed up and started shooting in Cindi's mouth. Cindi just held his cock in her mouth, and started swallowing his spurts. She slurped a little and kept stroking his cock with her hand until he slumped back on the couch, spent. Cindi let his cock slip out of her mouth, and her eyes were extremely glassy. I just smiled.

The first words spoken were from Pete -- "Damn, you can do that anytime you want".

And then from Cindi, simply "Oh my God, I can't believe I just did that". I piped up -- "What? Sucked a cock, got a mouthful, or what"? She said "That I sucked his cock in front of you". "It's not like you haven't sucked it before. And there's another one here. Do you want another mouthful?" Cindi muttered "What the hell am I doing?" and I replied "Being our slut". At this point, I was so hard I was hurting.

Pete and I slowly changed spots -- I sat on the couch next to Cindi and Pete got on the floor between her legs. Pete started playing with and licking Cindi's pussy, and I looked at her and told her that I wanted her to suck my cock just like she just sucked Pete's. Cindi started stroking me with one hand, and put the other on the back of Pete's head to push it into her now totally wet pussy.

She leaned over and started to put my cock in her mouth when Pete must have hit the right spot. Cindi started moaning and bucking her hips and came really loud and hard. After she caught her breath, I just told her that she ought to be able suck my cock really good now. She looked at me, then just dropped her head in my lap. When she put my cock in her mouth, it was almost like different woman than my wife was sucking me. Her lips were tightly wrapped around my cock, and she was gripping me harder than I could remember her ever doing. The only thing I could say was "God, that's good, suck it."

She didn't stop -- if anything, she just got more intense. After about 5 minutes, I could feel it really starting to boil up, and I held back as long as I could.

Finally, I just said "Shit, I'm going to cum", and I exploded with what felt like a quart of cum, at least 4 big spurts. Cindi kept stroking my cock into her mouth, and all I could do is sit there with my cock twitching and throbbing. She finally let go and sat up and leaned back on the couch with her eyes closed, and said "God, that was a lot of cum, honey". Pete got up off the floor and sat on the other side of her on the couch.

We were all now panting like we'd run a marathon. I don't think a word was spoken for close to 10 minutes. We calmed it down a little, and Cindi said to me "I can't believe I just did that in front of you". Pete and I responded by both cupping a breast, and I ran my hand up and down between her stomach and her pussy. It really didn't take much for us all to get started again. Both of our hands on her pussy and both of our mouths on her breasts got Cindi totally going. She said "What are you two going to do now"? I answered "Anything and everything you want".

I wasn't going to get hard again for a bit, but Pete was already showing signs of life. I gave Cindi a big deep kiss and started sliding my lips down her body towards her pussy. When I got there, I saw that Pete and Cindi were trading a similar kiss. I started in licking her pussy and clit again -- geez she was wet.

When I glanced up again, Pete was on his knees on the couch offering his semi-hard cock to Cindi. I watched as she stroked it for a minute or so, then opened her lips to take him into her mouth again. I was now starting to stiffen a bit from watching this. I traded positions with Pete, and knelt next to Cindi. I got the same stroking treatment, then she took about 4 inches into her mouth. Pete was really going down on Cindi with abandon. After a few minutes, Pete got on his knees and aimed his cock at Cindi's pussy. She looked down and saw him, and looked up at me and said "Are you really going to let him fuck me?". I said "I'm not letting anyone do anything. You are." Pete started rubbing his cock up and down her slit, and finally Cindi said "God, just put it in me". Pete found her hole and pushed into her about 1/2 way. She looked down at Pete's cock in her, and just said "Oh, God". Pete's second thrust went all the way in, and he held it there for a few seconds before pulling back and thrusting in again.

After about 4 full pumps, Pete made a comment that caused Cindi to blush just a little -- "Damn, you've got a great fucking pussy". All Cindi could say was "Mmmm Pete, fuck me". Then he started a regular rhythm with their crotches slapping together on every thrust. She had forgotten about my cock, and was concentrating on the one sliding in and out of her. The harder he hit her, the more she moaned.

I moved back closer and pushed my cock back into her mouth. As we got into a regular pace, I started asking Cindi if she liked two at once. She finally let my cock out of her mouth and said "Yes, I love it". Pete went for about 15 minutes without really changing positions -- Cindi sitting on the couch with her pussy at the edge, and Pete kneeling in front of her thrusting away, and me alternating between puttng my cock in her mouth and sucking on her boobs. I finally pulled out of her mouth, and was massaging her breasts and pretty much just watching my wife get plowed. Finally Pete slowed down a bit, but was going just as deep, and said he was going to cum. Cindi didn't say a word, but she looked at me with her mouth open and quietly moaning. She started bucking her hips up against Pete's cock when he thrust into her for the last time. When he started cumming, Cindi moaned "God, I can feel your cock throbbing, don't stop". When he finished shooting his load into her, he kept his cock in her, slowly sliding it in and out, and Cindi was moving her gaze between me, Pete's face, and the cock in her pussy.

When he finally pulled out, I told Cindi "This is what swinging is all about.

Sex for pure pleasure, and as much as you want". Cindi was obviously dazed a bit from the intense fuck she had just had. She looked at me and said "You really want me to get into this and fuck other men?". I said, "Well, counting me, you've screwed 4 men in the last 6 weeks. Don't you think you're already kind of into it?". Pete chimed in "Cindi, you're really hot. I think there's a lot of guys out there who would kill to stick their cocks in you". Cindi blushed, and said "I don't know", but Pete came back with "You didn't hesitate when I asked you if you wanted to suck my cock in the parking lot at the club, did you?

I could call 5 men right now that would gladly take my place in that car. And I could find 10 that would love to have what I just had". Cindi blushed again, and could only say "I guess you're right". And I said, "Well you're not done yet, are you?" She grabbed my hard-on and said "I suppose not."

We changed positions a bit: I got Cindi on her back on the couch, and Pete knelt on the floor next to her head. Pete kissed her as I got between her legs and aimed my cock at her slit. As I slid in, her pussy was a little sloppy from Pete's cum, but it still felt great. While I was pumping her, Pete was alternating between sucking on her breasts and some big-time French kissing. I was moving between slow and deep to hard and fast, and I probably only lasted about 10 minutes tops. When I was really close, I said "I'm going to put a little more cum in there". Cindi muttered "I want to feel your cock pulsing in me like Pete's did". That sent me over the edge and I buried myself all the way into her and let go. I left my cock all the way in until I stopped twitching and started getting soft. When I finally pulled out, it was just like after Jon fucked her at the party -- a little stream of cum trickled out of her and dripped down the crack of her ass. At that point, we were all pretty well wiped out. We didn't even make much small talk, we just kept looking at each other with basically shit-eating grins, and I mean Cindi also. After a while, we all got dressed, and Pete went to leave, but not before giving Cindi a big kiss and thanking her "for a fun afternoon".

Her answer back in parting was "No, thank you". As I walked Pete out, I told him that the next "let's watch a baseball game day" would have to be at his house. He wholeheartedly agreed.

After Pete left, we showered together, then went and laid on the bed. Cindi's biggest concern was whether I was jealous of her having such a good time. I of course told her nonsense -- if I was going to be jealous, I wouldn't have let this afternoon or the party weeks before have happened. Besides, I said, you weren't the only person in the room having a good time. I asked her if she felt guilty, and she said only at the party when she realized that Jon was actually going to fuck her and she was going to let him. I asked her if that was the biggest cock she had ever had, and she said yes, and that it was a bit uncomfortable at first, but when he got going that she'd never felt that full in her life. I asked her about also fucking George, and her answer kind of told me her frame of mind -- "After Jon, I knew that George was going to screw me, but I was so horny at that point I didn't care. It just felt good". I also asked her if she had a problem knowing that I screwed 2 other women at the party, and she said "I guess you were right. It's hard to get jealous of you having sex with another woman when I'm right next to you with a different cock than yours in me." "What did you think about screwing 2 guys like we just did"? She said it was different than at the party because she kind of knew what was going to happen this time. She also said that she still couldn't believe that she did it, and she asked if that was how the 3-somes that I did in my first marriage were. I told her that every situation was different, and that was what made swinging exciting and fun. I also told her that the next time Pete and I watch a ball game, it would be at his house with Carol, and she just kind of grinned like "Watch a ball game, huh"? We agreed to take it slowly, and see where it goes.

At least we have a starting point of 3 other couples we know we can party with.