I couldn’t believe I was really at my first swing party and how guests were arriving every time we heard the doorbell ring. Tami rose again from the mattresses, leaving me nestled between Billy and Jim. While she was away, the two men performed a slow, sensual massage on my body. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feel of four hands on my exhausted muscles. I drifted off into euphoria, but Tami’s voice startled me from my erotic dream. She tousled my hair and nudged me.

“We’ve got more friends we’d like for you to meet,” she said softly. Another attractive nude couple sat down near the pool with Billy and Jim.

Janie was starkly different from Tami. Her dark hair was styled in a contemporary punk cut. She had a bronze tan all over and magnificent, large, firm breasts. Janie’s husband, Len, burly and stocky, with dark hair flecked with gray, smiled broadly. Tami offered around glasses of champagne.

Janie and Len, longtime swinging friends of our host and hostess, had called from their car phone a few blocks away and had received an enthusiastic invitation to come by and join the fun. A tremor of anticipation raced through my body as Len eyed me over his champagne. His naked thigh touched mine as he sat next to me. Immediately his cock became erect.

I reached down and stroked him. This was all the encouragement he needed. Unlike some of my partners that night, Len was not into lengthy foreplay. He kissed me hard and his hand grasped my breast. His sexual roughness, such a contrast from the boys, was exhilarating. My slightly sore pussy wanted to be fucked again.

Quickly Len mounted me. I guided his long, thick shaft into my wet love

hole and wrapped my long legs around his waist. “Hard,” I whispered “Fuck me hard.”

My words lingered in the air as he rammed his turgid cock inside me. Perspiration dripped from his body onto mine. Like a competing athlete, he was determined to go the distance.

From across the deck a moan, which I recognized as Billy’s, floated through the air. The sounds of my husband having sex with the others heightened my excitement. I wanted desperately to climax again, yet could not get off. Len could not hold back his orgasm. He shuddered, and warm, sticky come flooded my already drenched pussy. I closed my eyes as he rolled over with me clasped in his arms.

A soft hand touched mine. I opened my eyes. Janie lay beside me. Her fingers teasingly touched my tits. Instantly my nipples hardened. With her tongue she lightly flicked my nipple while her fingers slid down to explore my sopping pussy. My body responded. I touched the back of her head and arched my back so she could take more of my breast in her mouth. Her mouth attacked my breasts while she vigorously rubbed my sensitive clit.

Now, more than ever, I wanted one more orgasm to be the finale of this swing for me. Understanding my desperate desire, Janie released my breast. Her hands parted my legs. Len’s tongue took over where his wife’s had left off on my breasts. Janie’s aggressive mouth devoured my swollen clit. That was all I needed. I uttered an animal-like wail as a cli max ripped through my body.

Len lightly stroked me as my orgasm subsided. Janie’s lips, sweet with her husband’s and my own come, came down on mine. A calmness enveloped me. I was totally, totally, totally satisfied.