Swinger's Haven - Sex Stories

Swinger's Haven

... along. I lost the hand and off came my shirt. Then John lost. The next loser would be our entertainment. I lost. John looked relieved. I pushed back my chair and said, "Good, I'll be glad to do this for you." I pulled the table out of the way and moved to stand in front of them. I hiked up the leg band of my briefs to show more of my ass and drew the briefs tighter around my penis and balls. My dick had been stiff as a board on and off all night, and now it was at half-staff, thick and rubbery, just relaxing for a while. Jean was transfixed, staring at my fingers as I outlined my prick and teased myself. John sank back in his chair and looked on. My penis was starting to uncoil as I relaxed and really started to enjoy the scene. Each time I stroked the underside of my dick, it extended another quarter- inch. My briefs came up to just below my navel, and the head of my cock was crawling closer and closer to the top of the waistband. Jean leaned forward slightly to see better. I took a step toward her as my cock popped up out of the top of my briefs. I grabbed the tip and lowered it slowly so she could see the whole shaft. Under her breath I could hear her whisper, 'All right." and I slipped the briefs all the way off. I coated my dick with suntan oil and smoothed it into the skin, making my unit glisten with moisture. But before I went any further, John tore off his underwear and started pumping his penis. I think he liked the show and wanted to be part of it. We sat facing ...

... one another in opposite chairs and pointed our cocks at each other as we worked our fists up and down our shafts. John didn't last more than ten strokes before popping a load. I kept going and then told them that I can go for fifteen minutes or more if they wanted. John said, "Come on Jean, join in." But she still hesitated and said, "This is a great scene. I think I'll just enjoy watching and then we can go." John pleaded, "Oh take off that leotard and relax, I'm starting to get hard again." She shook her head. But John wouldn't give up. He tried to take off her shoulder straps but she pushed him away. Then they wrestled playfully until he actually put her into an arm-lock hold. He marched her up to me and said, "Take her tits out." She laughed and almost cried, all at the same time. I wasn't sure what to do at that point, but my dick sure loved it. It got tighter and harder than ever. I stood, reached toward her breasts, and fondled them through her leotard. She tried to struggle free from her husband. but he held tight. I stretched one strap down her arm and freed one corner of the leotard. As I peeled the material down and got to her nipple, I told her how good it was to finally look at her pink little tits. Since John was still holding her, I couldn't undo her other one, so I took a pair of scissors and cut the strap. The top rolled down to her waist while she arched her back. I told her that I was now going to look at her pussy. She struggled some more and then said, "Let ...