1. The Swing Party


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Mrbigdick2014, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    around me again to hold me. Squirt! And then a final squirt! “That’s it baby, that’s it,” Anna cooed. With my cock going limp it was time to roll off. Anna lay there with her legs spread wide. She reached down and fingered her pussy, “Oh honey that feels so good.” She clicked on the night stand light, grabbed a hand mirror and angled it to get a good look at her freshly fucked cream-pied pussy, “you are going to be so popular at our party. I can’t wait to show you off, Al.” Tuesday. I get an urgent call from Maureen. We have a doctor’s appointment in thirty minutes. She’ll pick me up at my front door. Appointment?! From the first weekend with Maureen and Kevin I learned to go along for the ride. On our way to Ventura I am briefed. Anna, having auditioned me, Maureen and Kevin that weekend, put us up for inclusion to their monthly swing party in Ventura Beach. The couples, all professional types, strictly limit the access. The requirements HWP, mid-thirties to early forties, couples only, and STD free. The last requirement was the object of our mission. We were going to Doc’s office to take the bl**d test and to meet our host, Doc Johnson (not his real name). As usual you get to the doctor’s office office on time, on time to wait. Anna opened the waiting room door and called us inside. She brought Maureen and I into Doc’s private office. He was with another patient but wants to meet us both. Two syringes and a sample tray are on the desk. “Roll up your sleeve,” said Anna ...
    readying the needle for me. I balked and Anna sensed something wrong. “Don’t worry, I’m a nurse, silly,” she said as she tied off my arm with a big rubber band. “You married the doctor?” “Something like that,” she said with a wicked smile. Anna drew my bl**d. “This is for the others peace of mind,” she said, “the couples who come to the party aren’t that hard-core swing club types.” “What types are they?” Maureen asked. Anna thought a minute while she readied another syringe for Maureen, “they’re like June and Ward Cleaver—very normal people, except they like sex.” We don’t get to meet Doc that day—he was too busy. Saturday night. It is nine pm. I get the call from Maureen. She’s ready and will be waiting at her front door. The night is cold and she is wearing a long leather coat. Maureen jumps in the passenger seat and slams the door closed. “Nervous?” she asks almost breathless. “Yes—a little,” I reply. “So am I,” she replies. “Not you, how can that be?” “Getting naked with you and Kevin is one thing—I know you. Getting naked in front of an audience is something I’m not used too.” I look at her, “I feel the same way. So if we don’t like what’s going on we jump in the car, right?” “Right! We go!” Maureen swivels in the seat and opens her coat, “ how do I look?” She is wearing a revealing bra-less cocktail dress. A big slit reveals her ample cleavage. This dress could go either way—to an Oscar party, or a fuck party. It’s a safe choice. With a mischievous smile she slowly pulls up ...
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