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Friendly Neighbor

... little twisting, corkscrew moves. I was in sensory overload. This tall blonde that I had just met was giving me my first-ever blowjob while my wife was making out with the blonde’s husband. Olga twisted all the way around and dropped into a sixty-nine. That woman had phenomenal aim. All at once I found my mouth on her clitoris and my nose at the entrance to her vagina. I may have been new to swapping, but cuninlingus was something I knew. Cindy may not have liked giving oral, but she sure liked receiving. I tried to give Olga the best I knew how to do—not easy with the distraction of my penis in her mouth. Olga disengaged just long enough to tell me that my moustache was tickling her. I redoubled my attentions to her clit and soon the veins in her pussy throbbed as she orgasmed. As she rolled off saying the she could not take any more, I got the shock of the night. Cindy was on the floor, between Swen’s knees licking and sucking on his dick. Looked like my XYL had become a XXX-YL "Dave, please fuck me." Olga was on elbows and knees with her pale Nordic ass in the air and her wet pussy glistening from amongst her wispy blond pubic hair. To this day, that is my favorite pose. I slipped in to her improbably tight and slippery pussy and gave my best imitation of a porn star. I pumped and pumped for hours. Okay, it was about three minutes. I never said it was a good imitation of a porn star, and after all it had been an intense evening already. Propped up on one elbow, I saw ...

... Cindy and Swen had moved on to a slow, sensuous missionary screw on the other bed. I was too sated to be jealous, but I was excited watching them. Cindy’s flushed skin told me that she was very excited and very close to coming, but Swen was the archetype of control. He had a fantastic mix of short and long strokes that seemed to be exactly what Cindy needed. Her flush deepened and her hips bounced off the bed as she thrust herself at Swen. She yelled, "Oh God! Yes. Yes. Deeper. Oh my God that’s it!" Her gyrations settled back down following her orgasm and Swen sped up for about twenty more strokes and came in my wife’s pussy. Everyone drifted off to sleep in the afterglow. Around two in the morning, I woke to the sound of the other bed bouncing. Not to let Cindy and Swen have all the fun, I woke Olga and she and I were soon humping, also. Another round of orgasms and we all drifted back to sleep. Next morning, we four breakfasted together and were back on the road by nine. It was a very quiet trip all the way to Orlando, not even much chatter from the CB. We bid farewell to the Friendly Neighbor and Olga as we took the exit off the turnpike. The quiet continued as I pondered the events of the previous night. Was this just vacation fun? Did we strengthen or damage our marriage? Was I jealous, was Cindy? Would we swap again? Who would start the conversation? I knew that I still loved Cindy, but did she still love me? Why was Cindy not her normal chatty self? My questions festered ...