We Become Swingers Its been about two months since Carmen and Peter moved into
the apartment behind mine in the big old Victorian mansion on Rose Lane. Jeff and
I became friends with this older couple and I immediately appropriated Carmen as
my running partner. I had been looking for a running companion for some time and
Carmen fit the bill perfectly. And through our many conversations while jogging
down the back roads we became as close as sisters.

But after Carmen talked me into a little exhibition sex-capade with Jeff; letting
her and Peter watch us while we made love; without Jeff's knowledge, I kind of
pulled away from my new neighbors a little bit. Although Jeff took it pretty
well, in the stark light of day I was embarrassed by what we had done, and it
took a while before I could face Carmen and Peter again.

But since Carmen was my running partner, and we run together every evening when
I'm at home alone without Jeff, it didn't take me too long to get comfortable
around her again. We didn't talk about any sexually- related stuff, and I was
beginning to push the peeping incident into the back of my mind as just one of
those things...

Well looking back, after last night, I know better now.

You see, I have a very "experimental" outlook on life. I also have a very active
imagination, and that includes things sexual. I guess that the unusual and kinky
excites me more than it does most women. Its always been that way for me, for as
far back as I can remember. The good part about it is that all of my boyfriends
really liked that about me. The bad part is that sometimes I get talked into
things that other women would scoff at and walk away from.

This story is about something that took place last night. I'm still a little
shaken by the whole thing but thought I'd write about it while everything is
still fresh in my memory. (Kind of a therapeutical thing I guess.)

-=*=-

The topic of sex came back up last night. It was almost dark by the time Carmen
and I had finished our ten mile run and were doing our "cooling off" exer- cises
in the front yard. She asked if she could use the computer and do a little
cruising on the swinger sites.

Well, I have to admit that I enjoy looking at all the different kinks that these
swinger-types advertise, and besides I didn't want to offend Carmen by playing
the prude. So I said that we could for an hour or so, but that Jeff was coming
over at eight o'clock. Jeff and I had been apart all week, and I had special
plans for him that evening.

We hurried up to my apartment and Carmen turned on my computer, while I went in
to take a quick shower. I was soaping up when the bathroom door opened and Carmen
popped her head into the room, "Hey Krissy, how about you and Jeff have dinner
with Peter and me tonight?"

I opened the shower door slightly and looked out; I was going to tell Carmen that
Jeff and I were planning on having dinner at Raffia's Place in town this evening.

My answer choked in my throat. She was standing there completely naked. I finally
gained control of my voice and asked, "Carmen, what are you up to out there
anyway?"

"Oh nothing, I just thought we could take a shower together, so we'd have more
time at the keyboard." Having said that she walked into the bathroom and opened
the shower door and stepped into the tub next to me.

I was embarrassed being in such a strange situation with her. Yes, I know that
we'd just had sex with each other not two weeks before, but I hadn't planned on
making it a regular habit. I was still a little freaked from my last experience
and began to protest, when Carmen placed her index finger to my lips, saying
"shush" at the same time. I looked into her beautiful eyes, (Carmen looks very
much like a young Lauren Bacall. No, really she really does) and I could tell
that I was succumbing to her demands on me again.

It's funny, only a moment before I was busily washing my body, thinking about
nothing in particular, and now I was standing open to my friend with my knees
tremb- ling waiting for her to do whatever she wanted to me.

As I watched the water running down her perfect breasts, I thought, "life's
strange" then all I could think about was the feel of her lips wrapped around my
left nipple as she sucked it in to her wonderfully warm moist mouth. God, it felt
good!

The water was cascading down on us both now, and Carmen's auburn hair was
completely soaked as she bent over my breasts. I remember thinking that I didn't
want to get my hair wet, or I wouldn't be able to go out to the movies with Jeff
later.

It was almost like Carmen could read my mind, because she twisted us in a
circular motion into the full spray of the shower head, pressing me against the
wall; I could feel the jet of water raining down on me as my hair quickly became
plastered to my head.

Now completely soaked, I couldn't help myself... I began to feel the heat in me
building, an  excitement that I usually only experience with Jeff when we make
love. I hadn't planned this, but the contact with this beautiful older woman was
making me crazy.

Then Carmen began to press down on my shoulders with her hands. I didn't know
what she wanted me to do, so I resisted her until she told me to "sit." (My
shower is one of those inserts that has a built-in tub, with surround. This model
has a seat formed at the back inside corner.)

So, not knowing what else to do, I let her force me into a sitting position in
front of her. My face was now parallel to her wet pussy. I could see rivulets of
water running down her flat stomach, beading up on her furry little strip of
trimmed pubic hair. Was she try- ing to get me to do something to her? Did I want
to do anything to her? I was confused, but I had to admit that the dewy little
strip of trimmed pubic hair looked very sexy.

Carmen's pussy disappeared from my view and was re- placed by her lovely face.
She had now  knelt in front of me, pushing my legs wide apart, and I could feel
the water raining down on us as if we were in a summer storm.

I looked on, as this beautiful woman bent her head down between my legs. I jumped
as I felt her hot tongue tickling my clit. I was amazed that she could home in
without any preamble, right to my pleasure nub. It was so fantastic!

I have never had any personal experience like that be- fore. Carmen knew exactly
how to excite my body, every move she made with her tongue shot me higher than
the moment before. I could feel her tongue playing over my clit one moment, then
delve between my pussy lips to wiggle inside me. She was wonderful!

In the moment before my orgasm began I realized that she had played my body like
an instrument. I had no control over the sensations she had brought on me, and my
face flushed as I realized that she was bring- ing me higher that even sex with
Jeff ever had.

I laid back against the wall, quietly moaning, unable to stop myself from coming.
The water was beating down on my swollen nipples, and battering my contracting
stomach muscles as I came on Carmen's tongue.

Within a few moments the pleasure was so intense that I began to beg Carmen to
stop. But she wouldn't, she kept up her tongue-torture as I squirmed around
trying to escape the intense pleasure she was giving me.

Finally I slipped off the shower seat onto the floor of the stall, having the
effect of pulling Carmen's mouth away from my throbbing clit. I was breathing so
hard, that when she brought her mouth to mine, I had to pull away from her or
smother. I rolled into a fetal position on the shower floor, instinctively
covering my crotch so she couldn't do anything else to me. I needed time to
recover.

Carmen reached up and turned off the shower, then lay next to me on the shower
stall floor. "Krissy, I don't think I've ever seen anyone come so hard before,
you were beautiful." She hugged me to her but I still couldn't speak, so we laid
there for a few minutes in silence.

After a time, I finally began to move. I wanted to get away from Carmen. I felt
like she was trying to turn me into a lesbian or something. I had liked our sex
too much, she had been in complete control of my body and soul, and that bothered
me. No, it frightened me!

"Carmen, we have to get dressed! Jeff will be here soon, and I don't want him to
see us like this!"

I hoped that she would accept that, and maybe even leave for her own apartment.
But she could read me like a book. She knew that I was uncomfortable with the
thoughts she had helped put into my mind.

"Krissy, don't feel bad about what we just did. It's called swinging. It doesn't
mean that you're queer, its something that just about everybody who swings does.
You're a natural, you know. You should try the full blown deal, you'd love it,
and so would Jeff, I'm sure of it.

"I was disappointed when you patched the peep hole we made, and I've been so
frustrated being around you and Jeff all the time, when I just know that you guys
would make perfect partners. And yes, I know that you have thought about it, and
rejected the idea because Peter and I have had so many lovers. But I tell you we
are perfectly safe. With AIDS tests and condoms, its safer than dating."

I was staring at her perfect breasts with those large erect, dusky colored
nipples, as she urgently explained that I wasn't queer, and that the swinger
life-style was as natural and easy as a walk in the park, when Jeff walked in!

"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath as I saw my man standing in the doorway 
wide-eyed, with his mouth wide open as he stared at us in disbelief.

There we were, naked, sitting on my bed with Carmen's arm around my shoulders,
and the palm of her hand making little circles on my stomach.

I gasped and jumped up, trying to cover myself.

But Carmen just sat there and leaned back with the palms of her hands supporting
her body from behind. I was grabbing my robe as I turned to see her smiling up at
Jeff, slowly spreading her legs to him.

For a moment, I was angry with her. How dare she flirt with my boyfriend! Then in
an instant I realized that she was just doing what she'd done hundreds of times
before. Carmen wanted to have sex with Jeff, and she wanted to line me up for her
husband. The thought ex- cited me, even against my will. At that moment I knew I
should say something to stop this but I didn't.

I stood frozen, as I watched the scene before me. My handsome man standing there,
long blonde curls resting on his broad shoulders, standing there quietly looking
at Carmen. And Carmen sitting in front of him, her strong tanned legs spread
wide, showing him her per- fectly trimmed snatch; her bright pink pussy lips
slightly open, exposing her core, her clit distended with obvious excitement. I
held my breath for what seemed forever, waiting to see what would happen next.

I didn't have to wait long.

To my surprise, Carmen got up off the bed and began to dress. But she was putting
on a show for Jeff even now. I could see that he was bulging his pants, and so
could Carmen. It was so erotic to watch my man watching her. I was lost in my own
excitement, still standing naked just out of Jeff's line of sight.

As Carmen slipped on her T-shirt she said, "Jeff, I hope you liked the show. I
was asking Krissy to join Peter and I tonight for a little safe swinger-style
sex. I'd really love to fuck you Jeff, and I mean that."

Carmen walked close by Jeff, stopping long enough to brush his crotch with her
hand, then came over to me. Jeff swung around and saw that I was still naked,
hold- ing my robe in my hands.

Carmen stopped in front of me for a moment and said in a low voice, "Think about
it Kristen. I really need some excitement, I'm going crazy in this little vil-
lage, and I promise it will be safe."

With that said, Carmen leaned in close to me, pushing be back against the wall
and began a long deep french kiss, she made me part my lips, and sucked my tongue
into her mouth. She quickly had me panting for breath, then she winked at Jeff
and walked out of the room.

-=*=-

"I can't believe it Kristen!

"You mean to tell me that you two just had sex? And that you've done it before
with her!?

"I mean, come on baby, what am I suppose to think!? Did you like it?" Jeff had
that whining twang to his voice that I knew he used when we were going to have an
argument.

This time, I couldn't blame him. This whole thing was my fault, helped greatly by
Carmen seducing me. I had made Jeff feel less manly, made him wonder about my
sexuality.

Tearfully I apologized, "Jeffy I'm so sorry, it's just that Carmen is so much
more experienced than me, and she just seems to take control of the situation.

"You know me! I'm always the one making things happen, its just that around
her... I just can't seem to help myself."

I felt terrible, like I had betrayed him, cheated on him.

But my apologies were cut short when the phone rang and Jeff picked up the
cordless receiver.

"Hello?"

He stood there listening as I watched him. He'd been away for almost a week,
working for the state parks department this time. He had been out in the sun and
weather and looked as dark as an Indian in the room's soft light. His brilliant
blue eyes were looking at me as I stood naked before him.

The thought suddenly occurred to me that if we made love it would make him feel
better and less threatened by what he had just witnessed. He hadn't said a word,
he was just listening to the person at the other end. I thought, "why not" get
things going while he was unable to say anything to me.

I dropped my robe and padded over to him and took hold of his belt buckle. He
looked into my eyes and I just wanted to melt into him. I could smell that "man
smell" he had when he'd worked all day outside. (He hadn't even stopped by his
own place first.) I quickly undid his buckle and opened the fly of his Levi's.

Jeff was pretending to ignore me as he listened to the person talking at the
other end. I was wondering a lit- tle why he hadn't said anything, but with a
quick tug on his pants I was distracted by his beautiful cock bouncing around in
front of me.  (Jeff never wears underwear, which I encourage.)

I know that I have described his handsome tool in another story, but he is so
well endowed that I just have to take a moment to describe it. No its not 15
inches long nor is it like a baseball bat.  Our measurements make it just at
5-1/4 inches long and 5 inches in circumference when fully erect. This is, in my
opinion "the" perfect size. But what makes Jeff's cock so beautiful is the color
and texture of the skin. His cock looks so strong and powerful it makes me
weak-kneed when I think about it at oddest times, like when I'm grocery shopping
or worse, at the gynecol- ogist. (ahem... sorry about that, didn't mean to get so
carried away.)

So at any rate there I am with my hand on Jeff's beautiful cock, and I know what
I'm going to do. Nor- mally I wait until after we shower, but I thought that in
this case a little emergency blowjob was needed.

Knowing that he would taste a little gamy, but still loving the feel of his cock
on my tongue, I knelt in front of him. Looking up into his face like a suppli-
cant at a religious shrine, I brought the head of his cock to my lips in a
whisper of a kiss.

But just then there was a noise behind us and I looked around with my heart in my
throat.

It was Peter!

I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at Peter. (By the way, Peter looks
just like Chuck Norris to me, except his hair is a reddish-blonde color and he's
much younger. He even wears a closely cropped beard just like Norris.) Then I
realized that I had my boy- friend's erect cock in my hand and that I was
kneeling in front of him, *and Peter was looking at me doing it*! My face went
scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed my robe again.

Jeff pulled his pants up and I could see he was embar- rassed too. But he didn't
say anything, he just handed Peter the phone.

"Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was already making it up to Jeff!"

He looked at me and said, "Carmen was telling Jeff that you would probably do
something nice for him. And that he owed her one. But how nice I could only have
guessed." He was beaming at me, as I stood mortified and speechless.

Then Jeff said, "It does sound interesting. Carmen makes the whole thing sound
rather appealing. Kristen, I'd be willing to try it if you are, sweetheart."

I couldn't help it, I just stood there in silent shock, wondering what Carmen had
been saying to him to get Jeff to even consider swapping. Did he know what he was
saying? I could understand him wanting Carmen, men are like that, and I accept
that, but what I couldn't understand was that he wouldn't mind me doing it with
Peter.

Suddenly I didn't think swinging was all that sexy any more. I was afraid that
things had progressed beyond my understanding and I had no idea what to say or
do. I just stood there trembling in confusion.

Then Carmen was at the door. Without a word, she walked over to Jeff, but as she
passed me she gently pulled the robe that I was clasping to my chest out of my
grip, trailing it behind her, then dropping it to the floor as she stood close up
to Jeff.

I stood there self-conscious as Peter eyed me from the doorway.

Brazenly, Carmen popped the one fastened button on Jeff's jeans and lowered her
whole body to a kneeling position as she pulled his pants down. I watched fas-
cinated as Jeff's wonderful manly cock bounced out into the open again. I had a
twinge of shocked jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on him.

But my jealously quickly gave way to amazement as I watched her take his whole
length into her throat. She was bobbing her head forward and backward faster than
I'd imagined possible. I have never been able to take Jeff's whole length into my
mouth, and was fascinated by Carmen's technique. I knew that I would have to get
her to tell me how she did that.

Jeff stood there in the middle of the room with his pants down around his ankles,
his head bent back, eyes closed, groaning... as Carmen worked on him. It was
obvious to me that Jeff wasn't going to protest. I still was confused, I didn't
think that I wanted to have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse?

Then Carmen stopped bobbing her head over Jeff's cock. Quickly she stood up and
led him over to the bed. Jeff looked like a naughty little boy as he shuffled
over to the bed with his pants down around his ankles.

She asked Jeff to sit down then she pulled his pants off, and then she removed
his shirt, rubbing the palms of her hands along his smooth chest muscles. I could
tell that Carmen was impressed with Jeff's body.

For some reason I looked over at Peter. (I had seen Peter and Carmen's swinger
profile with a picture of them making it doggy style on the Internet, and he was
no slouch even at 36.) But I couldn't help com- paring his body with Jeff's 27
year-old perfect one.

I'm so used to Jeff's body, and feel comfortable doing anything I want to with
it. But here was a strange man, standing close to me with the obvious intention
of fucking me as soon as I would let him. And even though he wasn't as handsome
as Jeff, the thought of having sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what
he'd be like, how he'd feel in me.

I was frightened again at that thought. Did I want to go through with this? Then
I realized that Carmen was calling my name.

"Kristen, come here please."

Looking at them; Jeff sprawled on the bed with Carmen's completely naked body
straddling his left thigh, I did- n't know what to do. I was still in shock at
what was happening, so I just followed Carmen's instructions and went over to
them.

Carmen took my hand and pulled me down on the other side of Jeff's body. He was
still laying back with his eyes closed. I could see Carmen's saliva glistening on
the skin of his rigid cock. I wondered for a moment how he'd held out for so long
under this intense stimula- tion. Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he'd
been jerking himself off all week while he was away. (What a waste!)

Carmen's voice brought me back to the real world as she asked. "What did you
think about my technique, Kristen?"

"I kept wondering how you could take him so deeply. I couldn't take that much in
a million years," I an- swered, feeling very intimidated.

"Watch closely and I'll show you."

She bent over Jeff again and effortlessly took his erect cock to the hilt, then
began to pump him in and out with apparent ease, making him groan again, thrash-
ing his head from side-to- side in ecstasy.

I was majorly turned-on watching my running partner and current best girlfriend
sucking on my boyfriend's big cock.

Almost without thinking I asked, "Teach me, please..."

Carmen pulled her mouth off Jeff's now raging hardon with a wet popping sound
sending it slapping against his belly. Licking her lips Carmen said. "The trick
is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back of you throat a little more
each time. And try to keep your mouth and throat in straight alignment so his
penis can slip through into your throat. Believe me, once you get used to it,
it's easy!

I was just about to try that when Peter gently pushed me to one side and knelt
between Jeff's open legs. Carmen said, "Watch this and you'll see exactly what I
mean."

I couldn't believe what I was seeing... I had never even in my wildest dreams
imagined something like this happening! Peter took Jeff's cock in his hand and
fed it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as my boyfriend's cock
disappeared to the hilt between Peter's lips. I was still sputtering when he,
just like Carmen, began to pump Jeff's cock in and out of his throat.

Peter bobbed his head faster and faster over Jeff's cock; Jeff lay on the bed
thrashing more and more as he began to reach his edge. I just lay there watching,
not quite believing that this was happening.

What would Jeff say when he found out that it wasn't Carmen sucking on his dick,
but Peter instead? God, I was really nervous now watching as Jeff began to moan
that he was coming. Then he looked at his bj companion. (Jeff likes to watch as
he comes, and habits are hard to break.)

I thought he would explode a blood vessel. One moment he was thrashing around
thinking how sexy it was going to be to watch Carmen eat his sperm, then the next
he was coming into a man's mouth. His face went bright red, but he couldn't help
himself; he was coming and couldn't stop. Also Peter knew what he was doing, and
milked my boyfriend of every last drop before letting his orgasm stop.

It seemed like everything was super-quiet for a moment. All I could hear was
Jeff's ragged breathing. Then Carmen took something slimy looking and slipped it
over Jeff's cock and climbed up on top of him.

I don't think he could have stopped her if he'd wanted to, but I would have if
she hadn't used protection. (I found out later that the slimy looking thing she
had put on Jeff was what is called "Lamb's Skin" an intes- tine or something like
that from a sheep. The advantage of it is that it doesn't bind-up like a regular
rubber. Neither partner can even feel that it's there. I never knew something
like that existed.)

Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, she simply positioned Jeff's cock at
her opening and sank down on him and began to ride him slowly, as I watched.

Then I felt Peter's hand on my leg. I rolled over to see him standing over me. He
had stripped and was look- ing at me with lust in his eyes. They seemed so deep
and sensitive, like the eyes of some all-knowing being. I was so horny now that I
wished Jeff could take me.

I looked over at Jeff and he was reaching up to take Carmen's breasts into his
hands, squeezing them. I could tell he wasn't even aware of Peter and me. I had a
momentary pang of jealousy again at the thought of the pleasure Carmen was having
with my man.

Then I looked back at Peter and realized that this was it. Either I stopped
things now, or I didn't.

As if in slow-motion, I watched Peter pull out another one of those slimy things
and drape it loosely over his rather interesting erection. I noticed just before
he covered it that his cockhead was unusually large. I mean like twice the size
I'm used to. The length and girth were normal enough, but that cockhead was
interesting. I wished that I had more time in inspect it, but knew that he was
ready.

Looking at Peter's unusual cock I began to imagine what it would feel like. I
noticed his tight stomach and knotted thighs, and wondered how his body would
feel against mine. I was horny and wanted to have Peter fuck me. I remember that
I was surprised by that thought.

So I ended up lying beside my boyfriend Jeff on the bed getting fucked by my
neighbor Peter while his wife Carmen was riding Jeff for all she was worth!

It seemed almost funny to me as Peter moved up between my legs. Here I am, a very
careful person in real life. I take superb care of my body, and have always been
an assertive individual, and here I am letting Carmen fuck my boyfriend right in
front of me, and I am about to be mounted by her husband!  It was just like she
and Peter had wanted, just like they had planned. It was hyster- ical.

I was hysterical; I couldn't move as that fat-headed cock moved between my legs.
I looked down at our bodies to see what he was doing. I could feel his cock
press- ing against my opening, but at that angle, I couldn't actually see him
doing it.

Then suddenly, I felt him push into me. That big cockhead rippled down into me. I
could actually feel it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal canal. It
was strange, and stimulating. Then he was pulling back out, and whoosh, back in
again. I felt the same rippling effect as he plunged deeply into me.

Then he was humping away at me, and that big fat cock- head was making me crazy.
It itched itches I didn't even know I had. I've never felt a cock like that be-
fore and it was wonderful! Peter plunged into me with abandon, and soon I was
thrusting back at him like a banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving
bottom.

We were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming as we thrust at each
other. Finally, I felt Peter shove himself as deeply as he could into me, and
that huge cockhead of his expanded and contracted as he pumped his hot sperm into
me. I could feel it expand and con- tract with each gush, and it felt wonderful.

In fact, it felt so good that I couldn't hold out any longer and I came on his
rigid pole in gasping spasms that made my whole body shiver. I knew what I must
look like, but my body kept jerking out of control under his as I wantonly called
out his name, "Fuck me Peter! Come in me Peter!  God, I love you Peter..." (I
blush at those words now, and plan to make it up to Jeff *very* soon.) Even in
the middle of my wild orgasm, I realized that I had lost control, and looked over
at Jeff and Carmen.

Carmen was in no pain, she was riding Jeff's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo, Jeff
was looking over at me as I came on Peter's cock. His blue eyes looked darker
than I remembered them, he looked at me with a strange ex- pression, then as my
spasms began to slow, Jeff's eyes became unfocused and his handsome face screwed
up; I could tell he was emptying himself into my friend.

Later, I found out that Carmen had already come, but was enjoying bringing Jeff
off a second time, and was more than willing to do it again if we would let her.
I thanked her, but declined the offer. I felt that some repair to our
relationship was in order, and after saying good night and bundling our sex
partners out the door, I turned back to my lover expecting him to rebuke me.

But Jeffrey surprised me again.

He said with real enthusiasm, "Baby, you looked so hot with Peter making you
crazy, you could have brought me off if I'd just been laying there! I just
couldn't be- lieve how sex-crazed you were!"

I looked at Jeff's handsome Nordic features and smiled weakly back at him.
"Sweety, I'm a little embarrassed by this whole thing, I still can't believe we
did it."

"Yeah, I know what you mean Kristen, but you have to admit it was some great sex.
And I for one, wouldn't mind doing it again!"

-=*=-

"Men!  Here I am shaken and unsure, and Jeff's already talking about doing it
again. Can't live with them, can't live without them!"