It was Andrew’s idea to trade the girls.

We’d all been out by the dock as the sun went down. The fire was roaring, the wine was flowing, and the sky had fully darkened when he said, “You have a beautiful wife.”

I was feeling a nice warm buzz, and I laughed. “You do, too. Monica’s quite the looker.”

“And Jenny is a beauty.”

I raised my glass to him, and he did the same in return.

“Ever think about trading places for a night?”

I didn’t catch his real meaning at first, but then I realized what he meant. I was surprised to find I was intrigued instead of jealous.

“Never have before, no.”

“Shame. I know Monica would be game for it.” He lit a cigar, and I heard the women over by the fire murmuring to each other.

“I didn’t say I wasn’t game,” I argued. “I simply said I’d never thought about it before.”

Andrew chuckled, and we clinked glasses. “You’ll talk to her?”

“I’ll talk to her tonight in our cabin. And if she says yes?”

“Then tomorrow night we’ll retire to one cabin or the other. That’s with the idea in mind you’d like her in eyeshot. I do prefer to have Monica in sight to make sure she’s safe. Besides, I have no issue with seeing another guy fuck my wife while I fuck his.”

I had to shift in my chair at the thought. The idea was odd, but it was also incredibly, intensely pleasing.

“I think I’d like to be able to see her, yeah. You think they’d go for — ”

“Monica will. It’s how we do it. It’s all down to your lovely Jenny.”

Would she? I wondered. I really didn’t know the answer to that. She was adventurous and had a high sex drive, but we’d never discussed anything like this before. I was very curious to hear her response to the query.

We all finally said goodnight, made sure the flames were well within the fire ring, and retired to our cabins. Inside, I poured me and Jenny unneeded nightcaps.

“I have something to ask you, but I don’t want you to — ”

“I already know, and I already know I want to. Are we going to?” She practically jumped into my arms. Her intensity rocked me back.

I laughed, looking into her eyes. “I take it you’ve made up your mind.”

“It’s all up to you.”

I studied her face as she wriggled against me. My cock woke up more with every move she made as she pressed herself against me, holding on to me as if for dear life.

“I think I’d like to try it,” I responded honestly. “More than anything, the thought of seeing you with Andrew… ”

“Turns you on?” She moved her body against me again, and I could feel the heat of her pussy through her shorts.

“Yes.”

“Now take your pants off,” she said, stripping off her own.

I barely managed to get my cargo pants down when she grabbed my dick and began to stroke it. I pushed her hand away and shoved her ass up against a low bookshelf so she was practically sitting on it. I spread her legs wide, briefly dipped a finger inside her cunt and found her drenched. She guided my cock to her slick entrance and then paused, kissing me fiercely.

“Fuck me,” she said, her breath hot on my lips. “Fuck me and then tomorrow you can let him have a turn.”

I growled and drove into her with a hearty thrust. The bookshelf banged against the wall as I pounded her. I held her steady as I rocked into her. She stared into my eyes as she came, her parted lips kiss-bruised and as pink as rose petals. I followed quickly behind her. The idea of being with Monica while Jenny was with Andrew gave me a hair trigger.

We were about to have a whole new experience. Together. Just the way we liked it.

The next day we didn’t meet Monica and Andrew for dinner as we normally did while up at the cabins. Instead, we spent the time together, talking and plotting and basically anticipating the swap. Our friends were due to arrive at seven that night, and when the knock came I thought Jenny would jump right out of her skin.

She opened the door and immediately embraced Monica. The two women hugged, exchanged kisses on the cheek, and then we were all staring at each other.

It was my Jenny who broke the silence. “Well, should we just do this? The drinks and snacks and chitchat can wait until later. All I know is I’m nervous and excited, and I’d really prefer to get naked right away.”

Monica tilted back her head and laughed. The girls had been friends for a long time. “I agree,” said Monica. Then she whisked her thin cotton dress over her head. She stood there in black panties and a black demi-cup bra and her tan leather flip-flops.

My mouth went dry at the idea I’d be fucking her very shortly. She was leaner and taller than Jenny with teacup-sized breasts and narrower hips. I wondered what her pussy tasted like. What she’d feel like wrapped around my cock.

Jenny stripped, too, pushing her shorts down and then playfully kicking them to Andrew. He snagged them from the air with ease.

Beneath the shorts she was bare, her mound neatly trimmed. She pulled her light summer sweater over her head and dropped it on the floor. Then she went a step further and removed her bra. She was the one to stand there utterly naked.

Andrew moved toward her, making a growling noise that somehow went straight to my dick. He gathered my wife in his arms and kissed her briefly before dragging his teeth down the slope of her neck and settling at her nipple, licking and biting it.

When Monica slipped her fingers down the front of my shorts I jumped in surprise. I’d been preoccupied with watching the others. I’d nearly forgotten she was there!

“We can’t let them have all the fun, now can we?” she teased.

Monica then dropped to her knees, yanked down my shorts, and took my cock in her mouth. She licked and swallowed and lapped at me until my body felt like one big glowing light. I thrust into her hot wet mouth and slid over her tongue. Every glance at my wife showed me beautiful images of debauchery. Her sucking his cock. Him eating her out. His fingers in her pussy…

I had to pull out of Monica’s mouth before I came. I pushed her back onto one of the two leather sofas and put her long legs over my shoulders. Her pussy was wet and hot against my tongue. She tasted like cotton and ocean water. She got off fast. Only a few swipes of my tongue over the hard little knot of her clit and she was coming, flooding my mouth with her juices. I slipped two fingers inside her, and she wriggled eagerly. My fingers brushed the depths of her, and when she arched up and cried out, I marveled at the fact that I’d just made her come again with only my fingers.

“I slammed into her hard, watching her body react to everything I was giving her.”

Jenny’s cries mimicked Monica’s, and I glanced over to see her tugging Andrew’s hair as he lapped at her pussy.

Monica positioned herself so that her belly was on the sofa cushions and her knees were on the floor. She pushed her ass back, beckoning me, and I didn’t hesitate. I moved between her legs and shoved my cock into her cunt without preamble. She slammed against me, keeping close as I fucked her frantically.

“Hold my hips,” she said. I grabbed them hard and held on to her like she might float away. I fucked her with short, hard jabs that she seemed to like, and within moments she was coming again, her pussy milking me to the point of stealing my breath.

“You’re so tight,” I groaned.

“You should feel her ass,” Andrew grunted.

I looked over to see him settling down on top of my wife. He was fucking her face-to-face with her legs held high. I knew she’d be coming within seconds in that position.

Jenny’s gaze found mine, and she smiled at me. I smiled back and slid my cockhead along Monica’s asscrack, grazing her back hole and testing the waters. She sighed and pushed back to encourage me. The waters, it seemed, were warm and welcoming — and that’s when I got an even bigger surprise.

Monica reached for her purse, rummaging inside the battered hobo to pluck out a travel-sized bottle of lube.

“Here you go, big boy,” she said, tossing me the container.

Hardly believing my luck, I slickened up my shaft before pushing only the tip inside her. Her body stretched, coaxing me in deeper. Andrew looked over and smiled. At me or his wife I didn’t know.

Monica forced her body back against me. Her ass gripped my advancing cock, and it felt like I was fucking a molten fist. My lover hung her head and shoved her hand between her thighs. She was playing with her clit. Andrew spoke to her softly, “He’s fucking you good, baby. Come for him. Come for me.”

Monica whimpered, and my body reacted sympathetically. My urge was to climax, but I managed to hold off.

Andrew shoved Jenny’s hands above her head and started to really pound her. With every thrust, she raised her body to meet him. The noises she made — noises I was used to her making while I was fucking her — made me clench my jaw as I tried to stave off my orgasm. She just sounded so damn sweet.

I held Monica’s trim hips and dug my fingers into her flesh. I slammed into her hard and fast, watching her body react to everything I was giving her.

“You like that?” I growled.

She moaned, nodding.

“You like my cock in your tight little ass?”
Another moan. Another nod.

“Say it,” I said.

This time Andrew made a gruff noise, and my wife followed with a whimper. Everyone was on edge, hovering right there near the point of coming.

“I love your cock in my ass,” she said hoarsely. The sound of her voice, breathy and needy, pushed me closer to release.

She undulated beneath me, and I could tell she was almost there.

“Come for me then. Show me you love it.”

She was nodding mindlessly, her arm flexing as she stroked herself and her body rocking back to take my driving dick.

I bit my lip and welcomed the spark of pain to keep my head about me.

She came with a long loud cry that echoed around the cabin’s main room. I swore, clutched her tight and tried to hold on, but then Jenny was coming. The familiar sounds of her bliss echoed in my ears. Andrew grunted as my wife continued to sing out her pleasure. I came with an animalistic sound, clutching Monica so tight I was sure to leave bruises.

Andrew managed to hang in the longest, but when Jenny sighed, “Yes, yes, yes… ” He surrendered.

I watched him shudder over my wife and had to consciously try to catch my breath. When I did, I managed a chuckle.

“Everybody having fun?” I asked

Everyone’s laughter was good-natured and then the hunt for food and drink began. I winked at Jenny. We had another new experience under our belt.

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