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Sandy, Debbie, Matt and I: Wife Swap

Date: 11/1/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

extremely horny. Another slow song began. Deb leaned over and whispered, “You should ask Sandy to dance.” “Are you sure?” I inquired. ‘Yes,” Debbie responded. “She is a bit shy and has been waiting all night for you to ask her.” Bypassing Matt, I reached over and took Sandy’s hand in mine without saying a word. I pulled her to her feet and out onto the dance floor. She placed her arms around my waist and I reciprocated, resting my hands interlocked and in the small of her back. I couldn’t hide the obvious. Sandy gazed into my eyes, as I pressed up against her. I knew she could feel my erection pressing against her. She lowered her hands and lightly squeezed by buttocks. “Hey now,” I whispered. “Just checking out the package,” Sandy replied. I glanced over her shoulder towards where Debbie and Matt sat on the couch in the darker part of the club. Deb and Matt joined Sandy and I on the dance floor. I proffered a wink at Deb as Matt wrapped his hands around her waist. As we slow danced, I gave a slight head nod in Matt’s direction. I watched as he slipped a hand under Debbie’s skirt and squeezed her bare ass. Deb didn’t seem to care, as she leaned her head on Matt’s shoulder. I pulled Sandy in even closer. I leaned down and let out a slow breath on to her neck. “Mmmmmm,” Sandy whispered. “That turns me on.” “That was my goal,” I responded. “You know,” Sandy whispered, pressing her small body against me, “I’ve always thought you were hot.” I slipped my hand to her buttocks and ... pulled her in until my cock was pressing hard against her lower abdomen. “Let’s speed things up a bit,” the DJ called out. In an instant, we went from sex on the dance floor, to downright unadulterated nasty. Matt grabbed Deb’s hand and spun her around. Her short mini flared, giving anyone and everyone a great view of Deb’s ass and shaved pussy. Not to be outdone, Sandy inched her mini-skirt up and pressed her bare ass against me. I thought for sure I would explode right then and there on the dance floor. All four of us retired back to our little corner in the darker part of the O Club. Matt plopped down on the couch first and Debbie followed. I sat next to her and Sandy took a seat in a chair she managed to pull up in front of us. Debbie’s skirt didn’t even begin to cover what needed to be covered. None of us said a word. I finished off my beer. “Does anyone want anything to drink?” I asked. Everyone nodded. I sauntered towards the bar. Deb followed. As we stood at the bar, Debbie confided in me that she was extremely turned on. “…and I can tell,” she added, “that you seem to like Sandy quite a bit.” I tried to dismiss the obvious, but Debbie knew me all too well. I had to admit, I liked Sandy. “…and you have to admit, Matt turns you on as well,” I remarked to Debbie. “Yes, he does,” Debbie responded. We were at a crossroads. “Look,” I remarked, “If you want to fuck Matt’s brains out, that’s okay with me, so long as you don’t mind me doing the same with Sandy.” Debbie leaned ...