Swinging on New Year's Eve - Sex Stories

Swinging on New Year's Eve

... for you.” “Thanks, but I am a bit rusty in the sex department. I don’t know if my yoni has closed shop completely.” “Don’t be silly,” said Charlize as she moved closer to me and pressed her beautiful naked body against mine. Wrapping her arms around me, she squashed our breasts together and kissed me. As our lips touched a shockwave raced through my sex starved body. When she stuck her tongue between my lips the floodgates of my sex opened. My dried pussy moistened as Charlize explored my mouth with her tongue. I sucked on it as if it was a throbbing cock. Responding with my own tongue, I played with hers, sending more passion to my pussy. For that moment my skin became alive. I touched another naked human being, skin against skin, and flesh against flesh. Someone still found me sexy, desirable. “You’re sopping wet,” said Charlize as her fingers found my slit. “My poor darling. What did he do to you?” She didn’t wait for an answer as she continued moving her fingers between my pussy lips. My legs buckled as the long forgotten sensation of pleasure returned. My nipples were hard and sensitive against her breasts. For a moment I lost control and nearly fell onto the hard kitchen floor. Charlize caught me in time. “You’ve got lots of catching up to do.” The forgotten place between my legs were on fire, spreading through my whole body. I was breathless, my skin glowing with desire. “Please stop,” I begged her. “This is too much for me so early in the morning. I’m not used to ...

... this before breakfast.” “I will let you go for now,” she smiled as she licked her fingers clean. “I still want to stick my tongue into that sweet pussy of yours again.” “And I want to taste yours.” I took a few moments to recover before I could continue preparing breakfast. I needed to keep my cool, even though I wanted desperately to feel naked bodies against my naked flesh. How I longed to be between her legs, licking those sweet lips of hers. The worst was that after the pleasure I shared with Leon, for the last eight years I had to cover up, to put on restrictive clothes to fit into society. I had to unlearn, no, I had to break the chains I imprisoned myself for so many years. I wanted to be comfortable in my own skin and I didn’t ever want to feel shame again. “Please pass me the plates, darling,” said Charlize, bringing me back to the present. “Breakfast is ready.” As we set the table, Graham and the three couples arrived, all naked. I was introduced to Monique and Peter, Sarah and John. They hugged me and kissed me on the mouth. I was taken aback at first but when I felt John and Peter’s john and peter between my legs, I came home. I loved the sensation of Sarah and Monique’s soft breasts pressing against mine. They were all beautiful and handsome, self-assured and filled with joi de vie . “Welcome home,” said Graham, taking my face in his strong hands and kissed me. His erection rising between my legs made his words special. “Sandra, is that really you?” I heard a ...