Two friendly couples, two hot wives, and a September fuckfest on the beach make for a sandy swap!

“Jeff, did I just see you get a good look at my pussy?”

She caught me by surprise. It was barely a glance I got, as my good, long-time friend Janice was sitting back down on her low sand chair at the beach. But a glance was all it took. Can I call it a “split-second” glance or a “snatching glance?” A fleeting look at black hair between the shapely legs of this pretty and sexy gal. It was instantaneously burned into my memory, as we guys can do. Janice had lost a little weight since our last year’s vacation and her bathing suit was a bit loose, loose enough to bare a little hair. That’s all we guys need. Especially if we’ve been hot for the gal for years.

I had to respond to her good questions, because she was looking straight at me, waiting, daring me, for an answer. Besides, what an opportunity for me. My fantasy lady wanted to talk to me about her pussy! She and I had never gone there so directly, although we and our spouses regularly teased. I was pleased with my response as follows.

“Hmm, Janice. How do I answer such an enticing question from such a beautiful lady? And one with such excellent eyesight? My answer to your provocative question is yes and no! No, it was not a good look because it wasn’t a good enough look. I saw hardly anything. And yes, because what I did see was your very own pussy, which I somehow just know is magnificent.”

“Oh, you poor boy. Didn’t see enough? Would you like mama to fix it?” At that she surprised the hell out of me by reached down with her fingers to her crotch and pulled her bathing suit all the way to the side. “There. Does this make my baby feel better?”

There it was, in full view. The unshaven, most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen. The pussy I had licked and fucked so many times in my fantasies.

What happened next? Some good things. Some real good things. But first, for you to best enjoy my resulting “activities” with Janice, let me tell you what led up to this great display of her pussy. I know you’ll like hearing about it.

For a dozen years now, my also very pretty wife Aggie and I spent four days at the New Jersey seashore with Janice and her husband Bob. September is the nicest time there. The water is warm and the crowds are gone. We could get a nice, reasonable, spacious beach house to share and important to my story, some privacy on the beach. We two couples were originally close neighbors and best friends but Bob’s corporate move had separated us. We used this annual vacation to keep our strong friendship alive.

Bob and I often confide to each other that we’d never skip this vacation get-together, because who knows, we felt, one year we could end up swapping wives. We openly admitted to each other as guys do, that we’d absolutely love to fuck each other’s wife. Now in their mid-forties, both were still gorgeous, shapely and sexually desirable. Janice is a bit taller at 5’7", and a blonde, blue-eyed beauty. Aggie is a 5’4” brunette with green eyes and very pretty. Both have equally great tits, legs, ass, and alluring smiles and both are so pleasant. When Bob and I would tease them about swapping, both would laugh together and tease back coyly. But with gentle negations.

“There it was, in full view. The un- shaven, most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen. The pussy I had licked and fucked so many times in my fantasies.”

Bob and I over the years, during our guy talks, would often describe, in detail, how our wives fucked. There were some commonalities and some differences. Regarding commonalities, for starters, both absolutely love to fuck, three, four, five times a week. Both always have intense, multiple orgasm with a lot of come juice. They like a variety of positions, and fucking around the house, as well as fucking in locations outside the house.

Bob and I openly admit that mostly, would you believe, we each like to fuck our own, actual wife. My very favorite is my wife, Aggie. I think she’s the sexiest, most beautiful and nicest of all. Bob feels the same about his own wife Janice. How many guys can say that? We hope a lot, but knowing guys we wouldn’t bet on it. So Bob and I have the best of both worlds and are very sexually satisfied. There is no jealousy at all between husband and wife, Bob and me, and the two wives. Frankly, Bob and I have no idea if Aggie and Janice share their sexual fantasies. We suspect not, but wouldn’t bet on that, either. I do, however, wonder how Janice knows I’m “big, long and thick.”

Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, none of us four ever got into real, outside-of-marriage fucks. Both gals regularly get hit on, and to a lesser degree Bob and I get asked by various ladies. Aggie will, however, sometimes actually let a guy feel her up if the guy and the conditions are just right and special, and even occasionally suck a guy off and swallow if extra special, and she once had a gal cunt lick her to orgasm. But Aggie has never done all the way and fucked an outsider. When I first told Bob this extra-special secret a half dozen years ago, Bob was impressed enough with my generosity, in allowing Aggie her escapades, that he decided to do likewise and tell Janice that while he’d prefer her not to fuck on the outside, he would be okay with her getting an outside cunt licking now and then, because he told her he knows how much she likes that. Bob later told me that Janice took him up on it, although not often, and usually as the result of one of her new guy chats getting hot. Of course those few lucky guys, Bob says, all want to fuck Janice real bad, but she maintains control and decorum with, “It’s a cunt lick or nothing.” The guys will always go with the cunt lick. Both wives have a policy of no repeats. For Janice it’s “one guy, one cunt lick.” And for Aggie it’s “One guy, one cock suck or tit feel.” This precludes complications, they say.

Yet, and Bob and I just can’t believe it, Aggie and Janice will not swap with us. Not even a tit feel, cunt lick or cock suck. Not even with our perfect, romantic September vacation at the seashore. Such vacations do, however, inspire daily fuckings, but with our own wives.

All four of us are well aware that there’s much fucking going on, and we openly tease about it. For example, Janice and Bob will tease. “We know where you’re going,” when Aggie and I leave the beach a bit early before cocktail time, and then as we later emerge from our closed bedroom, bedraggled, they’ll raise their wine glasses and seemingly innocently ask, “Gotten any lately?”

Bob and I can only guess Aggie and Janice have some kind of pact against swapping. It would be so easy and so nice. Our guess is that they consider our friendship too special to take any chances. Wife swapping indeed would change the dynamics of our friendship. Bob and I feel it would be definitely to the good, although we acknowledge there is some risk. Likely another big factor the girls weigh is that none of us has ever fucked outside the marriage. In that regard our wives are still “Adultery virgins.”

So that’s the necessary background for you to appreciate my letter’s opening beach scene. One last detail is that Janice and I were all alone on the beach, mid-afternoon. Normally our spouses are with us, as we all get our last walk, swim, reading before 5 p.m. cocktail hour at the house. This particular afternoon, Aggie was off shopping and Bob was at the house responding to some business e-mails. There normally is line-of-sight from our beach location to our beach house second floor for someone using binoculars, but this afternoon our two big beach umbrellas overlapped to deny a look at us.

So, here I am at the beach sitting alone next to my favorite fantasy lady, who has just pulled her bathing suit crotch aside to bare her full pussy, while asking me if that made me feel better.

I could only stare alternatively at her hot pussy and beautiful inquiring eyes. I finally managed an emphasized “Janice!” the silent high tension was broken by Janice saying “So Jeff, it looks like you and I got ourselves into one hell of a predicament here, didn’t we?” Like never before in our beautiful relationship. What are we going to do about it?” My continued silence and staring produced from Janice a “Maybe I should just release my fingers and we’ll call it a small indiscretion which I hope you’ll forgive.” She made no movement, however, and after five seconds a coy smile came over her pretty face and she teased, “But you know, the ocean breeze feels so good on my hot, wet pussy, so I’ll leave it out a bit longer.” After another five seconds she continued, “But then I’ll have to watch out for sunburn, since I have no lotion on my pussy.” Another five seconds. “By the way,” and now her smile was wide open, “What SPF might your tongue-applied saliva be?”

With that bit of cleverness I broke into a broad grin and found my voice. “Janice sweetheart, I can’t believe this is happening. Allow me to be perfectly frank, if you will agree this is between the two of us.” Janice nodded, “And by the way, as I’m talking, please keep your pussy out. So here goes. First of all, I am madly in love with you and you are my favorite fantasy lady. Once a week I eat out your delicious hot pussy and fuck you wildly, all the while sucking your tits, kissing you passionately and calling out hot things like, “Janice, you fuck so good and I love you so much.” This weekly extreme pleasure comes courtesy of my hot wife, Aggie. .

“So, here I am at the beach sitting alone next to my favorite fantasy lady, who has just pulled her bathing suit crotch aside to bare her full pussy.”

“Who, by the way, gets to fantasy fuck your Bob at other times. My greatest dream is that the four of us start swapping wives for real. Every year Bob and I talk about how we’d love it. So just know that right now I would love nothing better than to muff dive into your pussy, make you come hard all over my face and have you yell, ‘Now fuck me.’ Yet I know there could be complications.”

As I was talking I could tell Janice was enjoying what I had to say. Although I couldn’t tell if she already knew some of my revelations. Say via Aggie or Bob.

When I finished there was another silence, and then Janice, still holding her pussy open, picked up with a very sensual, soft, romantic, “Oh Jeff, you make me feel so good with your hot, and I think very beautiful words. I love you so much for telling me.” We both sat quiet for a minute, our minds racing, seeking a solution to our dilemma. Mine came first.

“Janice, sweetheart, I have a suggestion. Its basis is that no way can we let this great opportunity pass by for taking our great love and friendship to a new level. Yet our concerns can be respected. Specifically, let’s take things one small step at a time, and we’ll stop if either of us doesn’t feel right with me taking the lead.” Janice smiled and said that sounded like a good compromise, and that she’s ready for my first small step. I told her after each step I’ll await her “keep going,” or “I think we’d better stop.”

I went over and kneeled before her, took one last look around and said, “Janice, I’m going to spread your beautiful legs wide, kiss one slowly from the ankle up and end up sniffing your pussy’s aroma. Then I’ll dry kiss your pussy hair and await your response.” Within a minute I was sniffing deeply, nuzzling and dry kissing her nice soft pussy hair. I heard soft moaning, begging, and then a somewhat tentative but positive, “I think I’d like you to keep going. I find I’m comfortable with your approach.”

“Janice, I’m concerned about a sunburned pussy, especially your lips, so I’ll now apply my own lip balm, but because its SPF is so low I’ll have to tongue it on continuously.” I drew back, closed her legs, pulled down her bikini bottom, re-spread her legs and asked her to splay her pussy lips with her fingers to give me ready access to them. This teaser Janice not only did this but shoved her middle finger all the way into her pussy, pulled it out and shoved it into my mouth. I got to tell you, her cunt hair is nice but the taste is in the twat. And what a taste. With such encouragement I near dove into her pussy and proceeded to give this beautiful lady the cunt licking of her life. She yelled continuously the magic words, “Keep going, keep going, keep licking.” Then, “Now find my clit and suck it good, real good.” Well that did it. She moaned and bucked wildly. Such clit sensitivity. Then came those great words, “Jeff, sweetheart, I’m going to come. Keep sucking that clit.” She started fingering her pussy and that’s when I felt her first squirt hit my face and her first yell hit my ears. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” it seemed she’d never stop. Did she unload, thrashing and screaming and pulling my head into her pussy. I loved it. My clit sucking now alternated with licking and swallowing her most delicious cum. I think that’s multi-tasking. Eventually she calmed down a little when her squirting stopped, but she kept me at it. The realization of what we just did then hit her, and she switched her talk to, “Jeff, do you realize what we’re doing? I can’t believe it. My fantasy cunt licker is even better in actuality. You gave me my best cunt lick orgasm ever, you beautiful thing. So you know what that means. You’d better get your prick out right now, big guy and let’s you and I fuck the hell out of each other. Damn the consequences! On the blanket, though, starting with you on top. Shove it in and pound me, and tell me nice things like you love me, and hot things like this is the fuck of your life. I’m sure your Aggie so far has been your best fuck ever, but now you and I have the great excitement of a dozen years of built-up anticipation and weekly fantasy practice. And besides, we’re committing our first adultery. You’re taking my adultery cherry and that’s hot.”

Does that gal know how to talk. And to fuck. This sexy gal was off her chair onto the blanket, spread her legs and had my prick in her near instantaneously. With all this heated build-up we barely lasted ten minutes, but time seemed suspended as we finally consummated our great friendship and love. And the best is that we managed to both come at the same time. Such moaning and yelling. Such passion! I spurted I don’t know how many times and though my balls would disappear. Janice somehow kept squirting as much as her earlier cunt lick squirts. That was it for me, though, and for Janice. We had nothing left, and we slowly calmed down. We stayed interlocked for a while with my spent prick still in and did the soft cooing and kissing of rapturous lovers. We didn’t’ want it to end. Janice said such nice things to me — that’s so important. I told her she was the best fuck of my life. She smiled and said she’s giving me two stars, adding best fuck to best cunt lick of her life. She teased me that she has to one day earn a second star, for her promised best cock suck of my life.

We then realized it was just about cocktail time and our mates would be looking for us, so we moved fast. Our naked bodies were covered with fragrant, tell-tale juices, both creamy white and clear as was our blanket. We decided to go skinny dipping to wash it all off and then re-don our dry bathing suits. In the water Janice giggled and grimaced as she tightened her pussy muscles to squeeze out all my cum so Bob, she said, would not suspect he’s getting sloppy seconds tonight.

The next morning we left our spouses sitting on the beach and took a long, one-hour walk. We held hands and talked much, about many things. It was a beautiful, heart-felt talk, eventually focusing on our situation. We went back and forth, alternately saying Yes and No to the big question of continuing our sexual relationship. We finally decided to make it a one-time fling for now, just set some forces in motion. For one major factor was that neither of us could do such a one-sided thing to our wonderful spouses. By no means, however, did we have the slightest regret at what we did. It would be forever our special memory. Easing our decision was the fact that we’d both continue our weekly fantasy fucks, courtesy of our spouses, enabling regular reliving of our heavenly experience. But most importantly, we decided to try initiating wife swapping. We would each subtly, in our own way, approach Aggie in the coming year.

“I can’t believe it. My fantasy cunt licker is even better in actuality. You gave me my best cunt lick orgasm ever, you beautiful thing.”

Lastly, as our long walk ended, we agreed if this didn’t work we’d leave open the possibility of doing a repeat. But just once, during next eyar’s four days. So we had a plan. That afternoon our four days ended. And wouldn’t you know that as we said our farewells, Janice, always the tease whispered in my ear a variant from “Casablanca,” based on Janice’s promise made yesterday, namely, “We’ll always have the blow job.”

On our drive home Aggie commented several times, “Jeff, you do have an extra big smile as we’re discussing our vacation.” Aggie also added cryptically, “and just so you know, it was by far for me the nicest, and I’ll want to discuss more later. In bed. naked.”

At home early that night in bed I said, “Aggie, I’m anticipating that you’ll want to fantasy fuck Bob, as you usually do right after being in his company. I noticed you both got along especially well this trip and you had more time alone than usual. I also observed your lingering farewell with him this afternoon at the shore house. Including some tongue kissing and grinding your hips into his. And that’s okay with me.”

Aggie seemed pensive and then slowly, carefully said, “You’re right, Jeff, normally I would, but right now I’m thinking I want to fuck my own husband. I have a little surprise for you. Actually a big one. Actually a real big one, which I really think you’ll like. But still, I’m a bit anxious about it and hope you’ll be understanding.”

“Oh good,” I said. “I like surprises, especially which I’m sensing is sexually-oriented. So go ahead and tell me about it.”

“If you don’t mind, I’ve decided that for your maximum pleasure, and mine too, we have to start fucking first. My surprise is, shall we say, quite titillating.”

“That can only mean,” I said, “That you have something to tell me which will make us both hot, and which needs your legs spread and my prick sliding in and out of your pussy.” Aggie smiled a “Yes.” “You just got my prick’s attention, so spread those nice legs sweetheart.” I slid right in. “Ready, my beautiful loveable, sexy wife.”

Aggie continued to speak hesitantly for most of it. “Go low speed while I begin,” she said. “First of all, keep in mind you’ll always be my number one sweetheart. Forever. I love you so much. And now, my surprise is about your relationship with Bob and Janice. There’s been a bit of a change. Actually quite a bit,” Aggie paused. I kept fucking her as instructed, but also because I sensed something very hot was about to happen. I whispered I loved her and sucked her tits softly. Then came her story.

“I got back early from shopping yesterday and surprised Bob coming out of the shower. He’s got some big prick, just like yours. He quickly put on a towel and said ‘ the other two are still at the beach,’ and then teased with a grin, ‘Aggie, you know this is our big chance.’ I got a sudden hot feeling, and impulsively walked up to him, pulled off his towel and said, ‘Let me finally take a good look at the real you, not just the bulge in your pants. Wow, you’re really big, just like Janice told me. it’s beautiful. ’ Well things then happened real fast between us. And Jeff, just so you know, I was the aggressor, with your best friend Bob saying several times, granted weakly, that we shouldn’t’ do this. I started it all by grabbing his prick, already rising. Then I led him over to our bed, we sat down and I started kissing him passionately, prick still in hand. Gentleman Bob kept his hands on my shoulders, until I told him my tits needed feeling and sucking, at which time he moaned an ‘Oh Aggie.’ I was naked in half a minute.”

Hearing all this was getting me hotter, and when Aggie said, “Jeff your best buddy was sucking on your wife’s tits yesterday,” I upped my fucking rate and yelled, “Aggie, you sexy thing, tell me more. You’re right, I love it.”

She did. “We rolled onto the bed and went hot and heavy. It was great! He kept at my tits until I spread my legs and yelled, ‘Go down on my pussy. I need a good cunt licker.’ Which he sure was. Then he yelled, ’I need a good cock sucker!’ and we quickly switched to a 69. I squirted in his face twice and he shot a load in my mouth once. He stopped cunt licking and said, ‘What if they walk in on us?’ and I said, ‘Let them. I don’t care. All I know is I can’t stop now until we fuck. So they’ll have to watch us, or fuck themselves.’ Jeff, I couldn’t believe I was saying that. Bob immediately pulled back and said, ‘No way can you and I fuck. No until Janice agrees to fuck Jeff.’ I teased back, ‘you know, they could be fucking on the beach right now,’ and Bob said, ’No way. Not until they knew you’d agree to fuck me.’ my mind raced, unwilling to give up my goal, so I said, ’Well, at least let me rub your dick head across my pussy lips. That’s not fucking! Bob’s silence was my go ahead and I climbed on top and rubbed his big, red, hot knob back and forth, with both of us moaning and loving it.”

“I got a sudden hot feeling, and impulsively walked up to him, pulled off his towel and said, ’Let me finally take a good look at the real you.”

All this talk by Aggie had me really hot. She correctly anticipated that her confession was best done while we were fucking. That was so hot hearing that my own beautiful wife cock sucked and got cunt licked by my best friend, whose wife I was cunt licking, but also fucking on the beach at the exact same time. In my very heated state I had to interrupt and ask, “so Aggie, did you fuck him?”

Aggie paused then said in a serious tone, “Well, I’m not sure. And here come the part I’m somewhat nervous about, and I hope you’ll be understanding. Like you have been all along with my cock sucking escapades over the years.”

I again interrupted with, “Aggie my beautiful sweetheart, if you fucked Bob it’s okay. It would make me happy to know you had enough confidence in our love to dare do something like that which you really wanted to do.”

“Oh what a sweetheart you are. But maybe I didn’t get fucked. You tell me. Bob’s prick head felt so good on my pussy lips that I slyly, slowly pushed it in an inch, which could be argued as penetration, hence officially a fuck. Bob seemed unaware, though, because he again said, ‘No fucking now.’ With my hand around his shaft I rubbed his prick head back and forth a few times, still an inch deep. And then I suddenly lost it. I suddenly dropped down to take in his entire prick and before he could react I got in a half dozen full ups and downs. At that he yanked his prick out and repeated, ‘Aggie, we can’t fuck. That’s it. No more!’ ”

“We quickly showered and dressed. we agreed we’re glad it happened but we can’t tell our spouses. So Jeff, you tell me if Bob and I fucked. Bob says not really, that we caught it in time. Such a gentleman. But I secretly think I got fucked.”

And then came the one, last heavenly sentence from Aggie, yelled, “Jeff, honey, I want to swap wives!” That did it. My long-time dream come true. And Aggie’s new dream. This unloaded torrents of cum from both of us. We grunted and squirmed like animals. Our new greatest fuck ever. Unusual, being between actual wife and husband.

For a long while we couldn’t talk. We lay there panting, exhausted, floating on air. once recovered, we planned our strategy for initiating wife swapping. It fell easily into place when Aggie suggested she speak to Janice next time we meet, girl-to-girl and soft sell Janice. Aggie anticipated Janice will be reluctant to agree on wife swapping, (Hah, I say to myself.) and plans to tell Janice, “Its time has come.”

If only they knew what I know, everything. I would love to be a bird nearby when these two already-willing gals start to maneuver cautiously, low-key to convince each other to initiate wife-swapping, while not giving away their secret first fucks. And further, Aggie tells me that once they agree, she’ll want to plan with Janice a very special presentation announcing to we unsuspecting husbands their ladies’ new agreement to initiate wife-swapping. “This grand announcement event will be such fun to plan,” Aggie said. “We’ll already know you two husbands have wanted to swap for a long time. So what a gift we’ll be giving to our two great husbands. Of course,” Aggie said demurely, “We’ll want to have our first swap immediately after the shock to our husbands has subsided. What an opportunity for creativity. Hmm, now where will the big announcement take place? When? What will we ladies wear? Will the first swap be all together so husbands can see another prick going into their wives? Or separate locations for privacy. Hmm, I can hardly wait.” Then a pause and Aggie continued sexily, “Jeff, you don’t suppose, we four could somehow meet again sooner, do you? Because no way can I wait a year. You wouldn’t mind finally getting your prick into Janice sooner, would you?”

“Aggie, I couldn’t agree more. I love your thinking. The sooner the better. In fact, if Janice were here with her legs spread I’d fuck her right now. Provided, of course, that your legs were spread for Bob.” I stared at this very beautiful and very sexy lady of mine a minute and added, “Aggie, I’m just thinking. Bob will be one lucky guy. Actually, he and I will be the two luckiest guys going.” Aggie accept this big compliment with a big smile.