Swing experiment
This weekend they were home alone. Deciding to somehow spice up their leisure time, they visited a porn dating site in search of something hot. They browsed profiles of various people offering their services, discussed their photos and prices, until they stumbled upon a couple that stood out from the crowd. Strangely, their desires matched; both pairs wanted to have fun this weekend not far from the specified area. Of course, everyone understood what was implied by that phrase, as the site was, to put it mildly, not for kids.
After much hesitation, they finally sent their phone number to the provided coordinates, figuring whatever happens, happens. Not
even half an hour had passed when the phone rang, and the person on the other end confirmed the time and place. It was decided to meet at the hosts' apartment at 7 p.m.For the rest of the day, the couple couldn't settle down. They started cleaning to distract themselves from their thoughts. The unknown was frightening, and shame made it hard to concentrate. Closer to evening, they both took a shower and scrubbed each other with washcloths for a long time, getting aroused to the limit. He couldn't get his buddy to sit properly in his underwear after the shower. It just stuck up, pressed down by the elastic waistband and the belt of his pants. He had to put on a long T-shirt because his lady kept teasing him about it.
The hostess put on a short summer dress and demonstratively pulled her panties even tighter from her legs, further fueling her husband's restless imagination.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. He opened the door and let the guests in. The guy immediately noticed the guest woman's large breasts, which protruded from a blouse that barely concealed her charms. It seemed the buttons on the blouse were holding on for dear life. By the way, the buttons on the host's pants were too. He managed to tear his gaze away from her chest, and the couples started getting acquainted. The girls kissed, and the guys shook hands. Exchanging flattering compliments about each other's appearance, the people moved to the kitchen to have a bite.
For about two hours, they chatted about various topics, tossed around lewd jokes, and greedily devoured each other with their eyes. No one touched the food, limiting themselves to just a glass of wine. Then the guest woman suggested playing strip poker. The host was the first to agree, as he really wanted to see her melons without clothes. But the goal wasn't far off; the guest woman seemed to intentionally lose round after round. Within twenty minutes, she had nothing left on but a thong. Both guys were mainly looking at the naked breasts because the hostess, having not lost a single round, remained in her dress. The wine went to their heads, and the guest woman slowly rose from the table. She offered both hands to the guys, hinting it was time to take her to the bedroom. The hostess was shocked by what was happening; her beloved was being taken right from under her nose, and she couldn't do anything. This was not at all part of her plan. Various thoughts swirled in her head, and she almost wanted to run away from home, but curiosity got the better of her. She slightly opened the bedroom door and gaped in surprise. On her marital bed, her guests were fucking, and her husband was taking a very active part in it. The girl was stunned; all she could do was watch from around the corner.
"Hold her tighter by the shoulders, she's going to jerk now," he advised the host, while he himself firmly grabbed her ankles and spread them so far apart that the girl ended up in a negative split. She was completely immobilized, and her holes were fully exposed. They could do anything they wanted with them. The host quickly inserted his cock into her ass, but before he could make a single thrust, he felt a strange touch. Another cock was trying to penetrate the guest's ass. She wriggled like a snake on a frying pan. She tried to break free and object, but four strong hands held her securely. The guest took her panties and stuffed them into her mouth; as it turned out later, for them, this meant complete silence and obedience. The girl had no choice but to submit. The second cock penetrated her flesh inch by inch, stretching the slave's sphincter wider and wider.
Seeing this, the hostess became scared, thinking the same could happen to her, but she didn't want to interrupt such fun. She hesitated in her thoughts and got distracted, especially since there wasn't much left to watch. Three exhausted bodies lay sprawled on the bed, breathing heavily.
The bedroom door swung open, and the completely naked guest woman came out. "There you are, spy, peeking? Why didn't you join in? I had to hold the defense all by myself," the girl said, smiling as she passed by her. Closing the bathroom door, she added, "Don't worry, you'll get yours too. I discreetly slipped some Viagra into their glasses. In five minutes, they'll be as fresh as cucumbers." Turning on the water, the girl disappeared behind the curtain.
The hostess didn't know what to do. She stood still and couldn't imagine what would happen next. Frozen in a stupor, she didn't notice the man approaching her. "Maybe some tea?" he offered. "Yes, please," the girl agreed and hurried to the kitchen. He followed her. The cabinet door opened, and the hostess reached for the tea leaves. Her short dress rode up, but before she could pull it down, strong male hands took her by the waist. "You have a beautiful ass, care to show it?" The girl, unaccustomed to such rude treatment, started to free herself from the hooligan, but desire and passion took over. She bent forward and leaned on the table. He slowly lifted her dress. And then the girl remembered she wasn't wearing panties, got embarrassed, and fussed. "Relax," he told her, "I'll be gentle."
He picked her up, turned her onto her back, and laid her on the table. He spread her legs wide and, slowly leaning down, touched her navel with his tongue, then smoothly moved lower. The girl's face flushed with shame. She was half-naked on the kitchen table, and some strange man was caressing her pussy. From embarrassment, she felt out of place, her thoughts were jumbled, but the strong male tongue broke down that shyness and began giving her more and more pleasure. He caressed her clitoris and sucked on each lip. He penetrated deeper and deeper, giving the hostess unearthly pleasure. He was persistent, and soon his tongue started fucking
the hostess's pussy, penetrating deeper more and more often. "Don't you want to join us?" came a voice from the bedroom. The hostess immediately jumped off the table, pulled her dress down, and hurried to her husband, leaving the naked man with nothing but a big hard-on.
She entered the bedroom and saw her husband on the bed, with the guest woman sucking him off. She was filled with jealousy—how could someone else caress her beloved cock right before her eyes? The guest woman saw that look and understood she needed to act differently. She approached the hostess and slowly slid the straps off her shoulders. The dress fell to the floor, revealing her beautiful body. Now both girls were completely naked. The guest woman kissed the hostess. She placed one hand on her ass and slid the other down, where her friend's tongue had been a minute ago. "Mmm, you're so wet, what were you two doing?" The seriousness immediately vanished from the hostess's face; she averted her gaze and lied, smiling, "We were drinking tea." "Do you want him?" asked the guest woman, pointing at the host. She nodded. "Show me how you do it." The hostess climbed onto the bed, got on all fours, and swallowed her husband's entire cock at once. The guest woman liked the picture; she lay down under the hostess to give her pleasure too. From around the corner, the guest man watched all this. The trio looked very arousing. The man stood by the bed, inserting himself into his wife gently but deeply. She, in turn, sat on his girlfriend's face and greedily rubbed her crotch against her face. Only the hostess's neat ass remained unattended.
He decided to fix that and approached her from behind. He knelt down, moistened the tip, and touched the head to the tight ring. "No!" objected the hostess, choking on her own saliva. The guest looked at the host, who shrugged. He had been left hanging a second time; his arousal and anger knew no bounds. Without thinking long, he inserted his blood-filled hose into the hostess's pussy. He couldn't wait any longer and wouldn't tolerate another refusal. Powerfully thrusting his pelvis forward, he fucked the hostess from behind, drawing loud moans from her filled mouth. This excited the host even more. He grabbed his wife's head and, with no less frenzy, began fucking the poor thing's mouth. She had never been fucked so hard. She was filled with a sense of complete possession. They were using her like a thing, without shame or decency. It was as if a duel had begun between the men over who could fuck her harder and rougher. Her head and waist were fixed in the men's hands, her legs wouldn't obey, and she wasn't allowed to lower herself onto the guest woman either. The guest woman beneath her wasn't slacking off either. She rubbed her clitoris with her tongue, causing an explosion of adrenaline and arousal.
The hostess's clitoris and her boyfriend's balls were so close that when he stopped deep in her pussy to delay the finish, the guest woman swallowed and lightly nibbled his bells. The girl was suffocating; her husband had completely forgotten she needed to breathe. He kept inserting his pole into her throat. So much saliva had accumulated that, flowing out, it drenched the entire pubic area and stomach of the guest woman lying beneath her. The guest woman realized the hostess wasn't having an easy time and decided to force the situation. She squeezed her boyfriend's balls with all her might. He groaned, sharply pulled his cock out of her pussy, and aimed it at the offender's face. A powerful stream of cum hit her mouth; she didn't stop massaging his testicles, receiving shot after shot into her mouth. Finally, he ran dry. The girl licked the last drops from the head and swallowed it all whole. The hostess collapsed onto the guest woman's body as soon as she lost support from behind. Her legs were trembling, but the cock was still stubbornly pushed into her mouth. She pushed him away because she couldn't go without air any longer. A generous portion of saliva and foam splashed onto the guest woman's pubic area. .o rg Now she slumped onto the guest woman with her whole body, breathing deeply and spitting. Her husband had just a little left, and he wanted to quench that thirst right then and there. Before his cock was his wife's exhausted face and the guest woman's saliva-covered pussy. A powerful thrust, and the guest woman moaned; she hadn't expected this and was completely bewildered—she couldn't see what was happening. The hostess's ass blocked her view, and the hostess's body prevented her from freeing herself. After a few thrusts, the guy yelled and released everything right into the guest woman's pussy. Perplexed by how she had been cummed into from both sides while the hostess hadn't even been taken in the ass, she decided to act on her own.
Wrapping her legs around the hostess's body, she rolled over with her in an embrace by 180 degrees. Now she was on top and could do whatever she wanted with the girl. She inserted two fingers into her pussy and began massaging her G-spot. Having caught her breath, tired but still not having come, the hostess decided to accept this game. She spread her legs wider in anticipation of an orgasm. The guest woman massaged her pussy, generously rewarding her clitoris with strokes of her tongue; arousal grew. A third finger was added, then a fourth. The stretch felt like from a thick cock, and the hostess perked up, not holding back her moans. The guys sat at different ends of the bed, enjoying the spectacle. The guest woman was intensely masturbating the hostess's pussy, and it seemed she was about to come. But a sharp pain below made the hostess scream loudly. The guest woman inserted her entire palm into her pussy without warning. The hostess kicked her legs, tried to free herself from the offender, but the guys joined the game. Each from his side grabbed her legs and arms. And now all she could do was move her body, which suited the guest woman just fine. The hand slowly penetrated her pussy, stretching the skin.
The guest woman wasn't in a hurry; with her free hand, she gathered saliva from her stomach and generously lubricated the pussy. A moment later, the girl realized that if she struggled, it would only hurt more. She relaxed and took a deep breath. The guest woman felt this and continued the penetration. The girl's hand was petite, so after relaxation, it quickly slid inside and stopped. The girl had never experienced such a tight filling before. She was overwhelmed with new feelings—fear and arousal. After the hand inside her pussy began to move, all feelings except arousal vanished. The guest woman slowly and with rotation moved her hand without pulling it out. The girl's body began to writhe with pleasure. And the strong male hands restraining her only further agitated the hostess's mind. A lot of natural lubricant was released, and the hand slid with renewed vigor. The girl felt as if she were being fucked by a big, thick cock—no, that was putting it mildly. She was being fucked by a huge log. From the effort, semen began to leak from the guest woman right onto the girl's face. The familiar taste added fuel to the fire. She buried herself in the guest woman's pussy, licking out her husband's cum. This gave the hostess such a wild orgasm that no one could restrain her convulsions anymore. They released her and let her enjoy the sweet agony.
When she woke up, it was already morning. Strange sounds came from the hallway, as if someone was being choked. The girl jumped up, ran out of the bedroom, and calmed down. Her husband was fucking their guest woman in the mouth. He was standing, pressing the girl, who was on her knees, against the wall. She was pushing her hands against his legs, trying to free herself, but he held her head tightly, not allowing her to take a breath. Long, high icicles of saliva hung from her chin and flowed onto her chest. The sound of water in the shower meant someone had already finished, so this was the girl's second visitor. The abundance of saliva on the floor indicated that the guy in the shower had also had her in the mouth and passed her on to the next. The hostess couldn't bear to see the woman's suffering and decided to help her. Approaching her husband, she turned him toward her. The poor guest woman, choking, began to breathe deeply and looked at the girl gratefully. "Watch how it's done," said the hostess. She knelt down, wrapped both palms around her husband's saliva-covered cock, and began to jerk him off, pulling the foreskin back as far as it would go. The girl's hands were dry, and the lubrication gradually began to evaporate. He whimpered from sweet pain and arousal.
Thick girlish saliva didn't provide such friction, but the wife knew what he liked. She rubbed his head with her palm, squeezed his testicles, and again and again jerked his drying cock. The man asked for it to be gentler and tried to stop the girl. But the guest woman wanted revenge. She rose from her knees, brought the guy's hands behind his back, and crossed them, holding them. It wouldn't have been hard for the guy to break free, but such a game turned him on, and he obeyed. The girl ran her tongue over him, lubricating his head as a reward for obedience, and intensified the strokes. She squeezed his cock so tightly that even in the guest woman's ass, it seemed roomier. The cock burned and foamed; the guy's legs buckled, and he struggled to keep from falling. The girl moistened her palm, tightly grasped the head, and began circular motions. The guy shook, and a white, viscous liquid flowed onto the floor through her fingers. "You raped him with just your hands," clapping his hands in admiration, said the guest man, who had been watching this scene for who knows how long. The girls smirked and headed to the bathroom.
Late in the evening, when everyone had left, he came out of the bathroom and headed to the bedroom. What he saw there blew his mind. In the semi-darkness on the bed, in stockings with garters, lay his girl. Her shoulders and chest were pressed down, and her ass stuck up like the Eiffel Tower, rising with a perfect and very sexy curve of her back. On her feet were high-heeled shoes that alone caused an erection. The girl arched as much as she could; she wanted to open herself up to her husband as much as possible. Her legs were spread wide, and her hands reached for the coveted fruit, and not only that. If with one hand she was stroking her clitoris, with the other she was inserting a black-and-gold vibrator into her ass. She moved it quite deep and moaned softly with each penetration. Even a dead man would get hard at such a sight, but he had been hard for a long time. She saw it and whispered, "Fuck me in the ass, just hard, like you fucked her mouth."
The guy climbed onto the bed, spread his legs wide, braced his hands against her buttocks, and slowly inserted his cock without any foreplay. The ass was generously lubricated and worked in. The cock dove inside without much effort, eliciting loud moans from the girl. He gradually increased the pace, pounding her like a mad beast. Her body shuddered with each thrust; the