First Time Swingers In Florida
Mark and Dawn were both in their early 40s. Each had been married and divorced. They liked their new set-up, living together in Chicago as an unmarried couple, but both were eager to reside in a warmer climate.
When Mark received an offer for a new job as a writer for a health-care publication in Tampa, he urged Dawn to move with him. Dawn knew that she might be leaving a lot of good friends and some family behind, but she and Mark had grown very close, and she was excited to begin this new venture with him. Hard Chicago winters would now be a distant memory.
Two years ago they packed up their stuff in a U-Haul, and, with good friends seeing them off, they made the long trip to Florida.
Surrounded by glorious sun and exotic palm trees, they began their new life in a cute little one-bedroom apartment. Mark started his job and things were going well. Meanwhile, Dawn had taken a job in a little French-themed bakery, making salads and sandwiches and working the counter.
Every day they went off to work, then returned home, where they enjoyed being together. On a typical night, they might order out for pizza, drink a little wine, watch a video, and then snuggle on the couch. Mark and Dawn had a wonderful talking relationship. There wasn’t anything they couldn’t freely discuss. Dawn’s openness on just about everything was probably what Mark admired about her most. She never seemed afraid.
In many ways, it seemed that Dawn and Mark never really needed anybody else. They always had each other. They both had a gregarious spirit that drew others to them, but it was easy enough for them to keep happily to themselves. Everything they needed was right there.
Not surprisingly, sex was a big part of their relationship. Whenever they were in doubt about what to do next, Mark would sidle up to Dawn, like when she was doing the dishes, move his hands up her back, around to her chest, and then cup her ample titties and give ‘em a squeeze. Dawn would sigh, and then they were off to the races.
Mark was about 5’7” with a medium build and brown hair. Dawn was about 5’3,” weighed maybe 140, and had a very compact and curvaceous body. Mark used to laugh that Dawn had the body of a Playboy bunny. Dawn used to call Mark her “Greek god.” Both had been married previously to spouses who were a lot taller and larger than them, and they used to reassure each other that fate must have had a hand in their meeting. They fit so well together.
One thing they didn’t have in their new apartment was a computer. Mark used computers at his work, of course, churning out newsletters and reports and the like. But in order to keep up with work at home, he went out one Saturday and purchased a small, modestly priced Macintosh.
With Dawn’s help—she was pretty good with technical things—Mark busily went about setting up the machine in their bedroom. Dawn creatively put some tables together to create a computer station, and together they read through the manual on getting started.
Pretty soon they had the thing up and running. They used their home phone for a dial-up connection and that worked well. Soon enough, they began to investigate all the new information and e-mail services that were readily available. They each set up Yahoo accounts, for example, then tried things out by sending messages to each other. Like everything else, Dawn and Mark had fun exploring this new world together.
Mark, of course, having had some computer experience in the past, seemed to take to the Mac like a duck to water. Soon he was surfing through Web pages of every kind. He was constantly mesmerized by the visual and informational possibilities now before him.
They took turns with their new toy, and loved sharing with each other their new discoveries.
Then one night, while Dawn was on the couch watching “Law & Order,” Mark said from the bedroom, “Hey, Dawn. C’mere.”
“What’s up?” she said, flouncing into the room in a t-shirt and panties.
“Check this out.”
Dawn looked at the computer screen. Mark had pulled up a page that had 12 small thumbnail photos of a big-titted teenage girl in various stages of undress.
“Oh my God,” Dawn said, her eyes lighting up a bit. “How’d you find that?”
“You kidding? There are pages like this all over. Watch.” Mark clicked on the last picture on the page. In a few seconds, a new window opened on the Mac, and the picture was enlarged, taking up the whole screen. The model—she couldn’t have been more than 19—was lying back on a couch, her shapely young legs spread open, her fingers pulling her hairy cunt lips apart showing her bright pink twat. Her tits hung down heavily, her nipples puckered out, and she had a big smile on her face.
“What do you think?” Mark asked.
Dawn was fascinated. She couldn’t take her eyes off the screen. She always liked sharing Mark’s interests, and this was no different. “God, she looks young,” she said.
“Ya want someone older?” Mark asked. Without a word, Mark clicked through a few more screens. Soon a picture came up with a chubby woman about 40. She was naked, on all fours, her ass toward the camera, her fat titties hanging down between her legs. She had a bright red dildo in one hand and was pushing it into her twat. “Do you believe this?” Mark said.
Shit,” said Dawn. It’s a pornfest...”
“There’s so much hardcore shit on here, it’s amazing,” Mark said excitedly. “Watch...” He clicked back and forth. Up came a picture of two naked older ladies, probably in their early 50s, each licking one side of some guy’s erect cock. Mark clicked back and forth and brought up the next photo in the sequence. It was the same women, only now the guy had spurted a load of hot creamy cum onto both of their faces.
Dawn was fascinated. She pulled up a chair next to Mark, and watched as he clicked around the computer screens. He showed her porn sites with names like “Tiny Teen Titties.net” and “World Sex.com.” There were sites that focused strictly on younger women and sites that specialized in fat women (referred to as “BBWs”--Big Beautiful Women). Old and young, thin and fat, every ethnicity, it was all there: horny naked women showing their bodies without shame, playing with themselves or having sex with men and other women.
“Oh, look at that one,” said Dawn, as Mark brought up a picture of a very beefy lady with enormous tits. She was outfitted in a sleazy negligee and was lying on a bed, her legs spread wide, her right hand fingering her shaved snatch.
“God,” said Mark. “Look at the size of those nipples.”
Dawn chuckled. “You only get ‘em THAT big when you’re a very large woman.” Not that Dawn had anything to be ashamed of. Her own 38C breasts were much more than a round fleshy handful for Mark, and her nipples got spiky hard and poked out invitingly when she was turned on. But she couldn’t help noticing how interested Mark seemed to be in the picture. “You like the big girls, Mark?” she asked.
“Well,” he said, “ I wouldn’t want to marry one...even though I did.” He smirked.
“But...?”
“But I’d sure have a fuckload of fun with those titties. Hell, there’s enough there for both of us!”
Dawn laughed. Mark was right about that. This lady was in the obese BBW category, but there was something honest and open about the way she uninhibitedly displayed her body. She remembered also that Mark’s ex-wife had been a fairly good-size gal; not really a BBW, but a taller girl with some curves on her and a serious rack. Mark was a meat-eater; Dawn knew that.
“Now wouldn’t that be an adventure?” Mark said, continuing to click determinedly through screenloads of porn.
“What?”
“You and me feasting on a fat girl like that.”
Dawn wasn’t surprised to hear him say that. She and Mark had once had a threesome with this other girlfriend of his in Chicago. She had to admit it had been a lot of fun. And even though Dawn was definitely into men, she had had some experiences with other women in the past, and she’d always had a good time doing that. And, she had to admit it, a pair of humongous hooters like those would be a whale of fun.
“Well, enjoy,” said Dawn, heading back to the television. Mark didn’t even look up; he was totally engrossed in the web porn.
For weeks after, life was pretty much the same for Dawn and Mark, with one exception. Mark had become a committed porn hound. He surfed through site after site, clicking on sample thumbnails and enlarging the pics. No sexual depiction was off-limits. He was, however, conscious to make sure that the sites he viewed had the USC 2257 compliance notice at the bottom of the web page, which stipulated that all models were 18 and above in age. He wasn’t interested in anything even remotely illegal.
Mark’s porn mania got pretty intense, and night after night Dawn would come into the bedroom and watch him surf. A couple of times she caught him stroking his penis while he looked at pictures, but she didn’t mind. They had a pretty open relationship about things like that. Besides, the porn only seemed to make Mark want sex more, and every night they would fuck like animals, then collapse in a sweaty heap and sleep before greeting the next day.
Then one evening, while Mark was watching a ball game on television in the living room, Dawn started to surf through the web herself. She was simply goofing around at first, aimlessly clicking through web pages. Then she stopped to play some cards in Yahoo Games. Later, she went back to the computer’s “history” list and found some of the porn addresses that Mark had been viewing earlier. She clicked on one of those and brought up a page that wasfilled with different pictures of girls giving blowjobs. When she clicked on an individual picture, it took her to another page that said “Amateur Facials” at the top. Below were 16 thumbnail shots of a young lady smiling for the camera, then disrobing, then finally sucking a cock in a series of photos that culminated in a big load of cum being deposited on her face. The girl—she couldn’t have been more than 20—was smiling in the last frame and giving the thumb’s-up signal, globs of man-cream glistening on her cheeks and mouth.
Dawn thought to herself, this stuff is wild. She continued to click links almost randomly, when suddenly she was directed to a page that advertised floridalust.com. It was an adult dating service of some kind. A closer look revealed that the service had various membership categories. She read closer and tried to figure out how it all worked.
Apparently, a person took a membership and filled out a profile, then gained access to thousands of other persons’ profiles. Then you could exchange e-mails and get to know each other. People posted pictures and tried to convey their witty personalities and so forth. It was like a big online community for making new friends and, for some, finding a mate.
Then Dawn noticed there was a subcategory of membership designated “ALT.” A closer look revealed that this membership was for people looking for sexual friends. Its purpose seemed clear: Couples could find people willing to have a threesome, and couples might find other couples for swinging, or even single men and women could find hook-ups for a one-night stand.
She bookmarked the page, then asked Mark to come in.
“This game is boring,” he said as he sauntered in. “What’s up?”
Dawn showed him the adult dating site. He was interested immediately. He sat down with her, and together they navigated through the ALT site. They signed up for a temporary membership right then and there, and then started surfing through the pics of members.
There were all kinds of people in there. It was an endless display of couples and singles, men and women, all shapes and sizes, from all over the U.S.
“Wait,” said Mark. “Check this out.” He noticed you could narrow your profile search by proximity to one’s own home. So he changed the setting from a general search to a search only for people within 100 miles from Tampa.
“Damn,” said Dawn. “These are our neighbors.”
“I know,” said Mark, clicking through the profiles.
“Maybe if we join we can find a horny fat girl for you,” she giggled.
Mark smiled. “But only if we share.”
So that’s what they did. They signed up, used a credit-card to get a three-month subscription, then eagerly filled out their profile. They noticed that a lot of people had multiple pics on there, but in the case of the couples, it was usually only pics of the woman.
“Well,” said Mark, “the chick is the bait, you might say.”
“Yeah,” said Dawn. “Men are basic, but women have all the good stuff.” She sat back and pushed her nice titties out forward, preening like a cat.
The ALT site allowed suggestive pictures which included limited nudity: no crotch shots. Still there was plenty of tits-and-ass action. With that in mind, they spent one evening taking provocatively appropriate pictures of themselves with Dawn’s new digital camera. Most of the shots involved Dawn and her ripe titties and her round shapely ass, but they also took a pic of the two of them together, sitting almost completely naked on their bed. They updated their profile with the digital pictures they had taken.
With their own pics and profile in place, their search began in earnest for a chunky single lady who might be interested in a threesome. For several weeks, Mark and Dawn surfed the site. They sent out some e-mails, engaged in chat overtures with a few ladies, but never really found someone willing to hook up. Then one night, Dawn came across the picture of an attractive blonde lady name Janis. She was smiling brightly in her pic, wearing a white negligee and looking fairly stacked. She lived about an hour away in Sarasota.
Mark checked her out as well. He was intrigued. He sat down and started scanning through her profile.
“Uh-oh...”
“What?” asked Dawn.
“You gotta read these profiles all the way sometime. She’s listed here as a single, but down over here on the next page, it says she’s married. There’s a husband here. His name is Ron. See?”
“Why would they do it that way? asked Dawn.
“I dunno. Maybe they know that Janis is a lot better looking than Ron!” Mark chortled. “Let’s see, she’s 46 and he’s 53. Hmmmm... You know, maybe it’s not that easy to find a solo woman up for a threesome. Sometimes, maybe you got to give a little to get a lot.”
“Meaning?”
“Well, how would you feel about a couples thing?”
Dawn thought a second. She was always very open-minded. “Well, it would depend, I guess. If they were both nice, and we all got along, then maybe that would work. There’s only one way to find out, I guess. She’s online now.”
So Dawn sent Janis an instant message through an instant message . She got an immediate response. What started as a simple little chat session turned into an hour-long conversation. With the women handling the chatting, the two couples started to learn about each other. Janis and Dawn developed a fun and relaxed chat relationship that continued every night for about a week. Clearly something was clicking here. They even exchanged phone numbers. Eventually, Janis e-mailed a photo of herself with Ron. He was an average-looking guy, with reddish hair, and he looked affable enough.
Then one Wednesday night Mark came home late from work and found Dawn on the phone—talking to Janis. They were gabbing amiably. When Dawn hung up, she was bubbling with excitement.
“You’ll never believe this. Janis and Ron are driving up to Tampa on business Friday night. They want to meet us.”
“Really?,” said Mark.
“Yes. They’re staying at a hotel near the airport. They thought we could meet them about 8 o’clock for Margaritas. Whattya think?”
“Intriguing,” said Mark. “We still don’t know exactly what he’s like, though. Are you comfortable with that?”
“Well, nothing’s going to happen. This will just be like a scouting mission. We’ll all get to see whether we like each other.”
“Fair enough,” Mark said.
It was a lovely Friday evening as Mark and Dawn tooled out to the airport. The air was balmy, and the temperature was a perfect 70 degrees. The lights of Tampa glittered around them, and the city was frenetic with weekend activity, cars buzzing all around them on the highway. Clad in her denim shorts and a tight halter-top, Dawn felt pretty and sexy, the wind blowing sensually in through the car window. “Florida is beautiful, isn’t it, Mark?” she said. Mark shoved their Honda coupe into fifth gear, picked up his speed a little and said, “It sure is.”
They arrived at the airport Best Western just before 8. They had agreed to meet Janis and Ron in the hotel’s adjoining restaurant. When they got inside, Dawn recognized them immediately from their pictures. She waved.
“Over here,” said Janis with a cute Southern drawl. She was a bottle-blonde, and she was definitely attractive in a kind of trailer-trash way. She flashed an easy welcoming smile. “Well, here they are. You two look just like your profile pics!”
Pleasantries and handshakes were exchanged. Janis and Ron appeared laid-back and friendly. Mark and Dawn took their seats across from them.
“We’ve already started on the Margaritas,” Ron said. “We took the liberty of ordering a pitcher.”
Mark and Dawn soon joined in, and for an hour or so, the four of them got acquainted. It turned out that Ron worked for BellSouth and was up in Tampa for a business conference that weekend.
“I love these business jaunts,” said Janis. “The company pays for everything! Ron goes to meetings all day and I go shopping.” Everyone chuckled. “So,” she continued, “how do you like Floridalust?”
“It’s still new to us,” said Mark. “We’re just trying it out. See if it fits.”
Dawn said, “Our initial idea was to see if we could find a female to join us. We’ve had a little experience with that, so that seemed do-able. But we’re trying to stay open about it all. There are so many people on the service.”
“So, you like the ladies?” said Ron to Dawn.
Dawn smiled shyly. “Well, I’ve been known to...” She sat there perkily, with her pixie-ish blonde hair, her round firm 38C titties kind of hovering above the tabletop. Everyone laughed heartily.
After they finished the pitcher of Margaritas, Ron said, “Well, it’s getting a little on the late side. I have that meeting in the morning.”
“Aw, hun,” said Janis. “The night is young.”
“What can I say?” he said with a shrug.
Then Janis said, “Hey, why don’t you two come see our room. It’s pretty nice. We can catch a nightcap there before you go.”
Dawn and Mark readily agreed, so the four of them trundled down the hallway, stepped into the elevator, and headed up to the third floor.
The hotel room was fairly typical but it had a huge king-size bed planted in the middle of it. Ron and Janis had pretty much made themselves at home, their clothes and shoes strewn about, Janis’s shopping bags visibly stashed in a corner.
“Oh this is nice,” said Dawn, flouncing onto the bed.
“How about a little drink?” said Ron. He quickly produced a bottle of Jaegermeister and poured four plastic cups, then distributed them around the room. “This’ll get your eyeballs alert,” he laughed.
The four sipped at the liqueur and continued with the small talk. There was a pretty good vibe among them. Everyone felt relaxed.
Then Janis said, “Hey Dawn, let me show some things I bought today. Come with me into the bathroom.”
“Okay,” Dawn said giddily.
The ladies disappeared into the bathroom, and Ron said, “I wonder what they’re up to.”
Mark laughed. “It can’t be good,” he said. The two men talked a bit about sports, in particular about how the Buccaneers would finish up the football season. They’d only chatted a while, when suddenly the bathroom door opened. Out came Janis and Dawn, giggling and holding on to each other. Each of them was wearing only thong panties and a sexy, gauzy see-through teddy.
“I was showing Dawn the stuff I bought today,” Janis said with a wicked smile. “This was HER idea.” They both bounced over to the bed, both letting out a little squeal. Mark was psyched. He watched Janis sit down on the bed close to him. He could see her firm, ripe titties bobbing under the teddy. She was sitting Indian-style, and he took in her luscious white thighs and firm asscheeks. Dawn was sitting beyond her, an excited smile on her face. She leaned back on the pillow and thrust out her shapely legs. Her brownish-pink nipples were erect, poking out gently through the nightie top.
“Well, we got ourselves a fashion show here!” said Ron huskily.
“Oh, man,” said Mark. He wasted no time in throwing off his own clothes. He was very turned on and he simply went with the flow. All he could think about was getting his hands on Janis.
“Come on in, the water’s fine,” Janis trilled.
He jumped naked into the middle of the bed, and the ladies laughed. Mark looked over to Dawn as if to say. “Do you believe this?” Her eyes were wide as saucers. She smiled at him with approval.
All of a sudden there was a flash. Mark and Dawn looked over and there was Ron, snapping pics with a camera. “This is my new digital,” he said proudly. “Smile!”
Ron kept snapping away as Mark and Dawn both moved toward Janis, who was smiling at the camera and playing with her titties.
“Oh my God,” said Mark. He was on his haunches next to Janis now, and he lifted up her teddy. She stripped it over her head and gasped as he bent his head and began to suck her right nipple. Mark noticed that her tits really didn’t seem to be as big as they looked in her Internet pics. Still, they were round and firm, and for a woman of 46, still had a lot of heft to them.
As Mark’s mouth hungrily encircled her tittie, Dawn moved over and started sucking Janis’s left nipple. Janis swooned and moved back on her hands as she watched Mark and Dawn suckle wetly and eagerly at her hardening nipples.
“Damn, that looks good,” purred Ron, still snapping away with the digital. “Not sure how long I can keep playing photographer.”
The others were oblivious to him now. Janis sighed and moaned loudly as her nipples were suckled and played with. Hearing the wet, slurping sounds of Dawn and Mark’s mouths drove her into a hot frenzy. “Ohhhhhh, yessssss.” she cried.
Now Mark moved down the bed. As he did, Dawn took over both of Janis’s titties, cupping them in her hands, pushing them together, moving her mouth from one nipple to the other.
Now Mark was at Janis’s thighs. He untied the tiny knots that held her thong on and slipped it off as she moved her legs strategically. He licked his lips as he saw her pussy: shaved, bald as a billiard ball, pink and puckery. Mark dipped his head down between her legs, and as he did, he caught Ron out of the corner of his eye, moving toward Janis’s mouth with his cock in his hand.
Janis opened her mouth, and Ron slid his cock in, her tongue snaking out lustily.
Suddenly it was all happneing at once. Mark could hear the sounds of Ron’s cock slipping wetly in and out of Janis’s mouth. Then he looked up and saw Dawn lapping at Janis’s firm white titties, fondling them eagerly, pulling the nipples out gently with little suckles of her lips. He then pushed his head down between Janis’s thighs. They opened wider for him as his tongue began to flick hotly at her fleshy cuntlips. Janis gasped between strokes of her husband’s cock pulsating between her lips. “Mmmmmm....yeah....uhhhhhhh,” she moaned.
Mark moved his fingers into her hot, pink, shaved twat. He spread the lips wide and ran his tongue inside it, up and down. Then he pulled gently as her twatlips, suckling them gingerly into his hungry mouth. She tasted good, clean and meaty.
Suddenly, Ron had moved onto the bed behind Dawn. He leaned back against the pillows, his legs spread, and he beckoned Dawn over to him. Dawn threw off her see-through nightie and her sexy heaving titties were bouncing freely in the air, swaying back and forth in the dim light, her nipples hot and hard, as she undid her thong.
Dawn felt just a little self-conscious for a second when she realized that she hadn’t shaved her bush. It hadn’t really occurred to her that she’d be having sex, since tonight was only supposed to be an initial meeting. She forgot all about it quickly, when Ron grabbed her arms and pulled her over and down onto his cock. Her face was now in his crotch, her tongue licking eagerly at his growing penis. Then she noticed that he had a cock-ring on. She’d heard of such things, but never really seen one in use. It was gold in color, tightly fitted to the base of his cock. It seemed to be working too, as his cock began to grow stiffly in her mouth. She gobbled at it hotly, her fingers stroking its tightening length. Ron moaned and placed his hand on Dawn’s head, slamming her mouth fervently onto his growing shaft.
Mark heard the sounds of Dawn’s hot cock-sucking intermingle with Janis’s heavy breathing as he ate her pussy. Janis leaned back a little to spread her soft, womanly thighs wider, Mark moving his tongue up and down between her fleshy slit. He split her flesh flaps with his fingers delicately, then peeled them open to expose her pink meat and thrust his wet tongue into her gash. Then he found her clit and started to furiously run his tongue back and forth across it.
“Ahhhhhhh...” Janis moaned, her hands grabbing at Mark’s head as he toyed with her small pink pleasure bud. “God, yes, baby...lick that clit,” she cried.
The sex-fest moved in synch now, like a well-oiled pleasure machine, as swap-newbies Mark and Dawn fearlessly pleasured their older, more experienced partners. The lip-smacking sounds of wet mouths on grinding groins filled the hotel room air. Dawn was lost in a tide of unbridled lust, madly sucking Ron’s thick rod, which bulged hugely from the pressure of his cock-ring and her pulsating mouth. Mark gobbled eagerly at Janis’s fleshy, gamy twat, his mouth smashing repeatedly into her as she thrust her wide thighs forward.
Eating Janis’s pussy was driving Mark wild, and his cock was hard now. “Oh fuck!” he shouted, as he moved up onto his knees, his thickened meatstick standing straight out and up at attention. He fondled his cock for Janis to see. There was a small trail of pre-cum leaking out the tip.
“Ohhhh, nice,” Janis purred.
Suddenly, Ron pushed Dawn up and over onto her knees. Dawn gasped, now on all fours, her heaving titties swaying back and forth, her face red with lust. Ron moved up behind her, his bulbous red cock straining hard, his cock-head thick and purplish. Ron moved his hands down and spread Dawn’s thighs just a bit, catching a glimpse of her blondish-brown pubic hair which tufted out from between her legs. Then Ron spread her asscheeks a little, spanked her ass with a loud crack, and thrust several fingers into her inviting slippery cunt. “Ohhhh,” Dawn moaned, as Ron jammed his fingers in and out of her twat, feeling her sticky wetness, opening her gooey-hole wider.
Mark watched them briefly, his head dizzy with desire, then he turned back to Janis, lying naked before him, her thighs spread, her pink bald twat invitingly before him. He moved up and slid his cock into her pussy. She moaned as her soft cuntlips gave way to his eager cock. He probed his dick gently down her lovehole, then began to thrust with abandon. God, he loved shaved pussy! The feel of bald twat lips surrounding his surging cock drove him wild with lust. Janis was a soft, fleshy woman. Not really BBW, of course, but there was a little more cushion for the pushin’ , and he remembered how he’d loved fucking his ex-wife for exactly the same reason.
The men picked up their horny, lust-driven rhythms. Ron slammed his cock hard into Dawn’s roiling twat. He grabbed her neck and back from behind and doggy-fucked her deeply as Dawn howled with lust. “Ohhhhh...mi...god...Fuck!” Dawn emitted a loud gasp as Ron’s thick cock slipped quickly in and out of her pink juicy furry snatch, his paunchy belly slapping loudly against her heaving ass. Mark, meanwhile, drove his stiff prick quickly in and out of Janis’s hot lovehole, her hips thusting to meet his. He smashed his body down onto hers, and as he fucked her hard his mouth gobbled in her tits which Janis pushed together so that her nipples touched. He sucked hard on those pink puckered nipples, breathing in her sweet womanly scent, his cock straining inside her moist twat.
“Oh God, Mark,” Janis breathed. “Come up, here...”
Mark looked at her a little quizzically. “Come up here,” she repeated. “I want that fat cock in my mouth! Now!”
“Oh, yesssss...” Mark seethed. He swiftly withdrew his cock from her snatch, making a wet smacking sound, and moved up over her belly, his straining, throbbing, aching loveshaft leading the way. Janis grabbed hold of his cock, Mark shivered, and she pulled it into her steamy open mouth and stuffed it all the way in.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” she heard Mark cry, and then she began to make loud slurping sounds, he tongue washing wetly over that bulging erect cock.
Now Ron started to shift Dawn’s body over closer to Janis. He drove his cock down deep into Dawn’s aching hole, held it there, then guided her up across the bed with his urgent pelvis, and over toward Janis’s gaping twat.
Dawn didn’t need any more coaxing. She scrambled forward and then, with Ron’s hot cock drilling her deep, she plunged her head into Janis’s pink snatch, Janis’s trembling thick thighs closing on and entrapping her head.
The room was awash with the sounds of desperate lust, as Ron slammed his big dick into Dawn’s drenched hairy cunt, Dawn’s hungry mouth gobbled at Janis’s needy shaved twat, and Mark crammed his rockhard cockmeat down Janis’s open thrusting mouth.
“Oh yeah...fuck...” Mark moaned. He looked back momentarily and watched Ron fucking Dawn with unbridled abandon, the older man’s face screwed up in anguish, his eyes closed, his chest heaving with intensity. Janis meanwhile was in ecstasy, her mouth fervidly accepting Mark’s cock deeper down her throat, while her pussy and clit were being assaulted by Dawn’s insistent mouth and tongue.
Gasps and moans cascaded off the hotel-room walls. Suddenly, as if on cue, everyone seemed to cum almost at once. Dawn screamed. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!! Aahhhhhhhhh!! Yesssss, fuck me!! Fuck meeeeeeeeeee...”
“Oh yeah, baby,” Ron yelped. “Yeah, oh yeah. Fuck yeah!!!” He slammed his cock as far into Dawn’s cunt as it would go and his cock erupted in spasmodic fits, dumping hot cumloads deep into her hole, his pelvis jerking in fits and starts.
Then Mark lay his body over Janis’s head and shoved his throbbing cock down to the bottom of her throat. She gagged a little, grabbed her breath, and then closed her lips around his shaft taking every inch of him into her mouth with sloppy wet gurgling sounds. Mark screamed as his cock reached its straining pulsating limit, and with a wild stab of his pelvis he crammed Janis full of his cockmeat. She rubbed his balls, hefted and squeezed them hard, and then he exploded. Wad after wad of hot creamy man-juice spurted down her choking throat. Janis emitted a sultry humming noise and her tongue thrust upwards to tease the tip of his dick, his sperm continuing to shoot out irregular loads of jism. She gobbled up his cum completely. She didn’t miss a drop. His thick spent cock rested exhaustedly in her mouth.
No one spoke a word, but the sound of heavy breathing said much. Everyone shifted on the bed, lying back, spent and satisfied.
Finally, Janis said, “I got to tell you something, Mark. That’s the first time another man has cum in my mouth since we started swinging.”
“How was it?” Mark teased with a smile.
“Baby, I love your cum,” she said. “You can cum in my mouth anytime.” Then she said, “And Dawn, you are some muff-diver, baby. Where you’d learn to eat pussy like that?”
Dawn giggled. “Well, I had a little practice. But it helps to have a willing shaved pussy, too. God, you tasted good.”
“Speaking of good,” Ron chimed in, “damn, Dawn, you are a spitfire.”
Dawn blushed a little. “Well, actually, if I had known this was going to get this far, Ron, I definitely would have been shaved for you. Hope that was okay.”
“Gawd, girl, it’ll be a cold day in hell when I don’t love fuckin’ a hot hairy snatch like yours. Lordy. I only wish I could’ve taken some pictures of that, but I was, uh, otherwise engaged, ya might say.”
“About those pictures...” Mark turned to Ron.
“Oh don’t worry,” said Ron. “They’re digital. I can just delete ‘em and they’ll be gone with the wind. No one ever needs to see ‘em.”
“Well, no,” said Mark. “I was gonna ask if there was some way we could get copies. Be fun to have them.” He shot Dawn a devilish look. She raised her eyebrows playfully.
“No problem,” Ron said. “After we get back to our computer in Sarasota, we can simply e-mail them.”
“Cool. Be nice to have a memento of our first Internet foursome.”
“Stick with us,” said Janis. “And it won’t be your last. And Ron LOVES to take digital pics.”
With that, Ron announced, “Well, kiddies, someone has a business meeting tomorrow, and I know it ain’t any of you!”
“We’ll be in touch,” Janis cooed as she walked Mark and Dawn to the door. They each kissed her on the cheek. “Isn’t the Internet fun?” she said to them with a wink. “See you online. Lovers.”
As they turned down the hallway, Mark and Dawn looked at each with wide-eyed amazement.
“Holy fuck,” Mark said under his breath.
Dawn sidled up close. “Well, she wasn’t exactly a BBW. Hope you weren’t disappointed.”
“She was just big enough,“ Mark grinned. “How was he?”
“He was a horny dude, all right. To be honest: he fucked the shit outta me. I’m sore.”
“Aw,” said Mark, putting his arm around her. “You gonna recover?”
“I think so,” she said. “By the time we get home, I should be fine.” She looked at Mark suggestively.
“Why you little devil,” he said.
“He was good, Mark. But he wasn’t you.”
“And she wasn’t you, either, Dawn.”
They kissed sweetly, got into their car, and decided to take a late-night drive over the Sunshine Skyway Bridge, where they breathed in balmy air and wondered what their next Internet encounter in Tampa would bring. They weren’t newbies anymore.
When Mark received an offer for a new job as a writer for a health-care publication in Tampa, he urged Dawn to move with him. Dawn knew that she might be leaving a lot of good friends and some family behind, but she and Mark had grown very close, and she was excited to begin this new venture with him. Hard Chicago winters would now be a distant memory.
Two years ago they packed up their stuff in a U-Haul, and, with good friends seeing them off, they made the long trip to Florida.
Surrounded by glorious sun and exotic palm trees, they began their new life in a cute little one-bedroom apartment. Mark started his job and things were going well. Meanwhile, Dawn had taken a job in a little French-themed bakery, making salads and sandwiches and working the counter.
Every day they went off to work, then returned home, where they enjoyed being together. On a typical night, they might order out for pizza, drink a little wine, watch a video, and then snuggle on the couch. Mark and Dawn had a wonderful talking relationship. There wasn’t anything they couldn’t freely discuss. Dawn’s openness on just about everything was probably what Mark admired about her most. She never seemed afraid.
In many ways, it seemed that Dawn and Mark never really needed anybody else. They always had each other. They both had a gregarious spirit that drew others to them, but it was easy enough for them to keep happily to themselves. Everything they needed was right there.
Not surprisingly, sex was a big part of their relationship. Whenever they were in doubt about what to do next, Mark would sidle up to Dawn, like when she was doing the dishes, move his hands up her back, around to her chest, and then cup her ample titties and give ‘em a squeeze. Dawn would sigh, and then they were off to the races.
Mark was about 5’7” with a medium build and brown hair. Dawn was about 5’3,” weighed maybe 140, and had a very compact and curvaceous body. Mark used to laugh that Dawn had the body of a Playboy bunny. Dawn used to call Mark her “Greek god.” Both had been married previously to spouses who were a lot taller and larger than them, and they used to reassure each other that fate must have had a hand in their meeting. They fit so well together.
One thing they didn’t have in their new apartment was a computer. Mark used computers at his work, of course, churning out newsletters and reports and the like. But in order to keep up with work at home, he went out one Saturday and purchased a small, modestly priced Macintosh.
With Dawn’s help—she was pretty good with technical things—Mark busily went about setting up the machine in their bedroom. Dawn creatively put some tables together to create a computer station, and together they read through the manual on getting started.
Pretty soon they had the thing up and running. They used their home phone for a dial-up connection and that worked well. Soon enough, they began to investigate all the new information and e-mail services that were readily available. They each set up Yahoo accounts, for example, then tried things out by sending messages to each other. Like everything else, Dawn and Mark had fun exploring this new world together.
Mark, of course, having had some computer experience in the past, seemed to take to the Mac like a duck to water. Soon he was surfing through Web pages of every kind. He was constantly mesmerized by the visual and informational possibilities now before him.
They took turns with their new toy, and loved sharing with each other their new discoveries.
Then one night, while Dawn was on the couch watching “Law & Order,” Mark said from the bedroom, “Hey, Dawn. C’mere.”
“What’s up?” she said, flouncing into the room in a t-shirt and panties.
“Check this out.”
Dawn looked at the computer screen. Mark had pulled up a page that had 12 small thumbnail photos of a big-titted teenage girl in various stages of undress.
“Oh my God,” Dawn said, her eyes lighting up a bit. “How’d you find that?”
“You kidding? There are pages like this all over. Watch.” Mark clicked on the last picture on the page. In a few seconds, a new window opened on the Mac, and the picture was enlarged, taking up the whole screen. The model—she couldn’t have been more than 19—was lying back on a couch, her shapely young legs spread open, her fingers pulling her hairy cunt lips apart showing her bright pink twat. Her tits hung down heavily, her nipples puckered out, and she had a big smile on her face.
“What do you think?” Mark asked.
Dawn was fascinated. She couldn’t take her eyes off the screen. She always liked sharing Mark’s interests, and this was no different. “God, she looks young,” she said.
“Ya want someone older?” Mark asked. Without a word, Mark clicked through a few more screens. Soon a picture came up with a chubby woman about 40. She was naked, on all fours, her ass toward the camera, her fat titties hanging down between her legs. She had a bright red dildo in one hand and was pushing it into her twat. “Do you believe this?” Mark said.
Shit,” said Dawn. It’s a pornfest...”
“There’s so much hardcore shit on here, it’s amazing,” Mark said excitedly. “Watch...” He clicked back and forth. Up came a picture of two naked older ladies, probably in their early 50s, each licking one side of some guy’s erect cock. Mark clicked back and forth and brought up the next photo in the sequence. It was the same women, only now the guy had spurted a load of hot creamy cum onto both of their faces.
Dawn was fascinated. She pulled up a chair next to Mark, and watched as he clicked around the computer screens. He showed her porn sites with names like “Tiny Teen Titties.net” and “World Sex.com.” There were sites that focused strictly on younger women and sites that specialized in fat women (referred to as “BBWs”--Big Beautiful Women). Old and young, thin and fat, every ethnicity, it was all there: horny naked women showing their bodies without shame, playing with themselves or having sex with men and other women.
“Oh, look at that one,” said Dawn, as Mark brought up a picture of a very beefy lady with enormous tits. She was outfitted in a sleazy negligee and was lying on a bed, her legs spread wide, her right hand fingering her shaved snatch.
“God,” said Mark. “Look at the size of those nipples.”
Dawn chuckled. “You only get ‘em THAT big when you’re a very large woman.” Not that Dawn had anything to be ashamed of. Her own 38C breasts were much more than a round fleshy handful for Mark, and her nipples got spiky hard and poked out invitingly when she was turned on. But she couldn’t help noticing how interested Mark seemed to be in the picture. “You like the big girls, Mark?” she asked.
“Well,” he said, “ I wouldn’t want to marry one...even though I did.” He smirked.
“But...?”
“But I’d sure have a fuckload of fun with those titties. Hell, there’s enough there for both of us!”
Dawn laughed. Mark was right about that. This lady was in the obese BBW category, but there was something honest and open about the way she uninhibitedly displayed her body. She remembered also that Mark’s ex-wife had been a fairly good-size gal; not really a BBW, but a taller girl with some curves on her and a serious rack. Mark was a meat-eater; Dawn knew that.
“Now wouldn’t that be an adventure?” Mark said, continuing to click determinedly through screenloads of porn.
“What?”
“You and me feasting on a fat girl like that.”
Dawn wasn’t surprised to hear him say that. She and Mark had once had a threesome with this other girlfriend of his in Chicago. She had to admit it had been a lot of fun. And even though Dawn was definitely into men, she had had some experiences with other women in the past, and she’d always had a good time doing that. And, she had to admit it, a pair of humongous hooters like those would be a whale of fun.
“Well, enjoy,” said Dawn, heading back to the television. Mark didn’t even look up; he was totally engrossed in the web porn.
For weeks after, life was pretty much the same for Dawn and Mark, with one exception. Mark had become a committed porn hound. He surfed through site after site, clicking on sample thumbnails and enlarging the pics. No sexual depiction was off-limits. He was, however, conscious to make sure that the sites he viewed had the USC 2257 compliance notice at the bottom of the web page, which stipulated that all models were 18 and above in age. He wasn’t interested in anything even remotely illegal.
Mark’s porn mania got pretty intense, and night after night Dawn would come into the bedroom and watch him surf. A couple of times she caught him stroking his penis while he looked at pictures, but she didn’t mind. They had a pretty open relationship about things like that. Besides, the porn only seemed to make Mark want sex more, and every night they would fuck like animals, then collapse in a sweaty heap and sleep before greeting the next day.
Then one evening, while Mark was watching a ball game on television in the living room, Dawn started to surf through the web herself. She was simply goofing around at first, aimlessly clicking through web pages. Then she stopped to play some cards in Yahoo Games. Later, she went back to the computer’s “history” list and found some of the porn addresses that Mark had been viewing earlier. She clicked on one of those and brought up a page that wasfilled with different pictures of girls giving blowjobs. When she clicked on an individual picture, it took her to another page that said “Amateur Facials” at the top. Below were 16 thumbnail shots of a young lady smiling for the camera, then disrobing, then finally sucking a cock in a series of photos that culminated in a big load of cum being deposited on her face. The girl—she couldn’t have been more than 20—was smiling in the last frame and giving the thumb’s-up signal, globs of man-cream glistening on her cheeks and mouth.
Dawn thought to herself, this stuff is wild. She continued to click links almost randomly, when suddenly she was directed to a page that advertised floridalust.com. It was an adult dating service of some kind. A closer look revealed that the service had various membership categories. She read closer and tried to figure out how it all worked.
Apparently, a person took a membership and filled out a profile, then gained access to thousands of other persons’ profiles. Then you could exchange e-mails and get to know each other. People posted pictures and tried to convey their witty personalities and so forth. It was like a big online community for making new friends and, for some, finding a mate.
Then Dawn noticed there was a subcategory of membership designated “ALT.” A closer look revealed that this membership was for people looking for sexual friends. Its purpose seemed clear: Couples could find people willing to have a threesome, and couples might find other couples for swinging, or even single men and women could find hook-ups for a one-night stand.
She bookmarked the page, then asked Mark to come in.
“This game is boring,” he said as he sauntered in. “What’s up?”
Dawn showed him the adult dating site. He was interested immediately. He sat down with her, and together they navigated through the ALT site. They signed up for a temporary membership right then and there, and then started surfing through the pics of members.
There were all kinds of people in there. It was an endless display of couples and singles, men and women, all shapes and sizes, from all over the U.S.
“Wait,” said Mark. “Check this out.” He noticed you could narrow your profile search by proximity to one’s own home. So he changed the setting from a general search to a search only for people within 100 miles from Tampa.
“Damn,” said Dawn. “These are our neighbors.”
“I know,” said Mark, clicking through the profiles.
“Maybe if we join we can find a horny fat girl for you,” she giggled.
Mark smiled. “But only if we share.”
So that’s what they did. They signed up, used a credit-card to get a three-month subscription, then eagerly filled out their profile. They noticed that a lot of people had multiple pics on there, but in the case of the couples, it was usually only pics of the woman.
“Well,” said Mark, “the chick is the bait, you might say.”
“Yeah,” said Dawn. “Men are basic, but women have all the good stuff.” She sat back and pushed her nice titties out forward, preening like a cat.
The ALT site allowed suggestive pictures which included limited nudity: no crotch shots. Still there was plenty of tits-and-ass action. With that in mind, they spent one evening taking provocatively appropriate pictures of themselves with Dawn’s new digital camera. Most of the shots involved Dawn and her ripe titties and her round shapely ass, but they also took a pic of the two of them together, sitting almost completely naked on their bed. They updated their profile with the digital pictures they had taken.
With their own pics and profile in place, their search began in earnest for a chunky single lady who might be interested in a threesome. For several weeks, Mark and Dawn surfed the site. They sent out some e-mails, engaged in chat overtures with a few ladies, but never really found someone willing to hook up. Then one night, Dawn came across the picture of an attractive blonde lady name Janis. She was smiling brightly in her pic, wearing a white negligee and looking fairly stacked. She lived about an hour away in Sarasota.
Mark checked her out as well. He was intrigued. He sat down and started scanning through her profile.
“Uh-oh...”
“What?” asked Dawn.
“You gotta read these profiles all the way sometime. She’s listed here as a single, but down over here on the next page, it says she’s married. There’s a husband here. His name is Ron. See?”
“Why would they do it that way? asked Dawn.
“I dunno. Maybe they know that Janis is a lot better looking than Ron!” Mark chortled. “Let’s see, she’s 46 and he’s 53. Hmmmm... You know, maybe it’s not that easy to find a solo woman up for a threesome. Sometimes, maybe you got to give a little to get a lot.”
“Meaning?”
“Well, how would you feel about a couples thing?”
Dawn thought a second. She was always very open-minded. “Well, it would depend, I guess. If they were both nice, and we all got along, then maybe that would work. There’s only one way to find out, I guess. She’s online now.”
So Dawn sent Janis an instant message through an instant message . She got an immediate response. What started as a simple little chat session turned into an hour-long conversation. With the women handling the chatting, the two couples started to learn about each other. Janis and Dawn developed a fun and relaxed chat relationship that continued every night for about a week. Clearly something was clicking here. They even exchanged phone numbers. Eventually, Janis e-mailed a photo of herself with Ron. He was an average-looking guy, with reddish hair, and he looked affable enough.
Then one Wednesday night Mark came home late from work and found Dawn on the phone—talking to Janis. They were gabbing amiably. When Dawn hung up, she was bubbling with excitement.
“You’ll never believe this. Janis and Ron are driving up to Tampa on business Friday night. They want to meet us.”
“Really?,” said Mark.
“Yes. They’re staying at a hotel near the airport. They thought we could meet them about 8 o’clock for Margaritas. Whattya think?”
“Intriguing,” said Mark. “We still don’t know exactly what he’s like, though. Are you comfortable with that?”
“Well, nothing’s going to happen. This will just be like a scouting mission. We’ll all get to see whether we like each other.”
“Fair enough,” Mark said.
It was a lovely Friday evening as Mark and Dawn tooled out to the airport. The air was balmy, and the temperature was a perfect 70 degrees. The lights of Tampa glittered around them, and the city was frenetic with weekend activity, cars buzzing all around them on the highway. Clad in her denim shorts and a tight halter-top, Dawn felt pretty and sexy, the wind blowing sensually in through the car window. “Florida is beautiful, isn’t it, Mark?” she said. Mark shoved their Honda coupe into fifth gear, picked up his speed a little and said, “It sure is.”
They arrived at the airport Best Western just before 8. They had agreed to meet Janis and Ron in the hotel’s adjoining restaurant. When they got inside, Dawn recognized them immediately from their pictures. She waved.
“Over here,” said Janis with a cute Southern drawl. She was a bottle-blonde, and she was definitely attractive in a kind of trailer-trash way. She flashed an easy welcoming smile. “Well, here they are. You two look just like your profile pics!”
Pleasantries and handshakes were exchanged. Janis and Ron appeared laid-back and friendly. Mark and Dawn took their seats across from them.
“We’ve already started on the Margaritas,” Ron said. “We took the liberty of ordering a pitcher.”
Mark and Dawn soon joined in, and for an hour or so, the four of them got acquainted. It turned out that Ron worked for BellSouth and was up in Tampa for a business conference that weekend.
“I love these business jaunts,” said Janis. “The company pays for everything! Ron goes to meetings all day and I go shopping.” Everyone chuckled. “So,” she continued, “how do you like Floridalust?”
“It’s still new to us,” said Mark. “We’re just trying it out. See if it fits.”
Dawn said, “Our initial idea was to see if we could find a female to join us. We’ve had a little experience with that, so that seemed do-able. But we’re trying to stay open about it all. There are so many people on the service.”
“So, you like the ladies?” said Ron to Dawn.
Dawn smiled shyly. “Well, I’ve been known to...” She sat there perkily, with her pixie-ish blonde hair, her round firm 38C titties kind of hovering above the tabletop. Everyone laughed heartily.
After they finished the pitcher of Margaritas, Ron said, “Well, it’s getting a little on the late side. I have that meeting in the morning.”
“Aw, hun,” said Janis. “The night is young.”
“What can I say?” he said with a shrug.
Then Janis said, “Hey, why don’t you two come see our room. It’s pretty nice. We can catch a nightcap there before you go.”
Dawn and Mark readily agreed, so the four of them trundled down the hallway, stepped into the elevator, and headed up to the third floor.
The hotel room was fairly typical but it had a huge king-size bed planted in the middle of it. Ron and Janis had pretty much made themselves at home, their clothes and shoes strewn about, Janis’s shopping bags visibly stashed in a corner.
“Oh this is nice,” said Dawn, flouncing onto the bed.
“How about a little drink?” said Ron. He quickly produced a bottle of Jaegermeister and poured four plastic cups, then distributed them around the room. “This’ll get your eyeballs alert,” he laughed.
The four sipped at the liqueur and continued with the small talk. There was a pretty good vibe among them. Everyone felt relaxed.
Then Janis said, “Hey Dawn, let me show some things I bought today. Come with me into the bathroom.”
“Okay,” Dawn said giddily.
The ladies disappeared into the bathroom, and Ron said, “I wonder what they’re up to.”
Mark laughed. “It can’t be good,” he said. The two men talked a bit about sports, in particular about how the Buccaneers would finish up the football season. They’d only chatted a while, when suddenly the bathroom door opened. Out came Janis and Dawn, giggling and holding on to each other. Each of them was wearing only thong panties and a sexy, gauzy see-through teddy.
“I was showing Dawn the stuff I bought today,” Janis said with a wicked smile. “This was HER idea.” They both bounced over to the bed, both letting out a little squeal. Mark was psyched. He watched Janis sit down on the bed close to him. He could see her firm, ripe titties bobbing under the teddy. She was sitting Indian-style, and he took in her luscious white thighs and firm asscheeks. Dawn was sitting beyond her, an excited smile on her face. She leaned back on the pillow and thrust out her shapely legs. Her brownish-pink nipples were erect, poking out gently through the nightie top.
“Well, we got ourselves a fashion show here!” said Ron huskily.
“Oh, man,” said Mark. He wasted no time in throwing off his own clothes. He was very turned on and he simply went with the flow. All he could think about was getting his hands on Janis.
“Come on in, the water’s fine,” Janis trilled.
He jumped naked into the middle of the bed, and the ladies laughed. Mark looked over to Dawn as if to say. “Do you believe this?” Her eyes were wide as saucers. She smiled at him with approval.
All of a sudden there was a flash. Mark and Dawn looked over and there was Ron, snapping pics with a camera. “This is my new digital,” he said proudly. “Smile!”
Ron kept snapping away as Mark and Dawn both moved toward Janis, who was smiling at the camera and playing with her titties.
“Oh my God,” said Mark. He was on his haunches next to Janis now, and he lifted up her teddy. She stripped it over her head and gasped as he bent his head and began to suck her right nipple. Mark noticed that her tits really didn’t seem to be as big as they looked in her Internet pics. Still, they were round and firm, and for a woman of 46, still had a lot of heft to them.
As Mark’s mouth hungrily encircled her tittie, Dawn moved over and started sucking Janis’s left nipple. Janis swooned and moved back on her hands as she watched Mark and Dawn suckle wetly and eagerly at her hardening nipples.
“Damn, that looks good,” purred Ron, still snapping away with the digital. “Not sure how long I can keep playing photographer.”
The others were oblivious to him now. Janis sighed and moaned loudly as her nipples were suckled and played with. Hearing the wet, slurping sounds of Dawn and Mark’s mouths drove her into a hot frenzy. “Ohhhhhh, yessssss.” she cried.
Now Mark moved down the bed. As he did, Dawn took over both of Janis’s titties, cupping them in her hands, pushing them together, moving her mouth from one nipple to the other.
Now Mark was at Janis’s thighs. He untied the tiny knots that held her thong on and slipped it off as she moved her legs strategically. He licked his lips as he saw her pussy: shaved, bald as a billiard ball, pink and puckery. Mark dipped his head down between her legs, and as he did, he caught Ron out of the corner of his eye, moving toward Janis’s mouth with his cock in his hand.
Janis opened her mouth, and Ron slid his cock in, her tongue snaking out lustily.
Suddenly it was all happneing at once. Mark could hear the sounds of Ron’s cock slipping wetly in and out of Janis’s mouth. Then he looked up and saw Dawn lapping at Janis’s firm white titties, fondling them eagerly, pulling the nipples out gently with little suckles of her lips. He then pushed his head down between Janis’s thighs. They opened wider for him as his tongue began to flick hotly at her fleshy cuntlips. Janis gasped between strokes of her husband’s cock pulsating between her lips. “Mmmmmm....yeah....uhhhhhhh,” she moaned.
Mark moved his fingers into her hot, pink, shaved twat. He spread the lips wide and ran his tongue inside it, up and down. Then he pulled gently as her twatlips, suckling them gingerly into his hungry mouth. She tasted good, clean and meaty.
Suddenly, Ron had moved onto the bed behind Dawn. He leaned back against the pillows, his legs spread, and he beckoned Dawn over to him. Dawn threw off her see-through nightie and her sexy heaving titties were bouncing freely in the air, swaying back and forth in the dim light, her nipples hot and hard, as she undid her thong.
Dawn felt just a little self-conscious for a second when she realized that she hadn’t shaved her bush. It hadn’t really occurred to her that she’d be having sex, since tonight was only supposed to be an initial meeting. She forgot all about it quickly, when Ron grabbed her arms and pulled her over and down onto his cock. Her face was now in his crotch, her tongue licking eagerly at his growing penis. Then she noticed that he had a cock-ring on. She’d heard of such things, but never really seen one in use. It was gold in color, tightly fitted to the base of his cock. It seemed to be working too, as his cock began to grow stiffly in her mouth. She gobbled at it hotly, her fingers stroking its tightening length. Ron moaned and placed his hand on Dawn’s head, slamming her mouth fervently onto his growing shaft.
Mark heard the sounds of Dawn’s hot cock-sucking intermingle with Janis’s heavy breathing as he ate her pussy. Janis leaned back a little to spread her soft, womanly thighs wider, Mark moving his tongue up and down between her fleshy slit. He split her flesh flaps with his fingers delicately, then peeled them open to expose her pink meat and thrust his wet tongue into her gash. Then he found her clit and started to furiously run his tongue back and forth across it.
“Ahhhhhhh...” Janis moaned, her hands grabbing at Mark’s head as he toyed with her small pink pleasure bud. “God, yes, baby...lick that clit,” she cried.
The sex-fest moved in synch now, like a well-oiled pleasure machine, as swap-newbies Mark and Dawn fearlessly pleasured their older, more experienced partners. The lip-smacking sounds of wet mouths on grinding groins filled the hotel room air. Dawn was lost in a tide of unbridled lust, madly sucking Ron’s thick rod, which bulged hugely from the pressure of his cock-ring and her pulsating mouth. Mark gobbled eagerly at Janis’s fleshy, gamy twat, his mouth smashing repeatedly into her as she thrust her wide thighs forward.
Eating Janis’s pussy was driving Mark wild, and his cock was hard now. “Oh fuck!” he shouted, as he moved up onto his knees, his thickened meatstick standing straight out and up at attention. He fondled his cock for Janis to see. There was a small trail of pre-cum leaking out the tip.
“Ohhhh, nice,” Janis purred.
Suddenly, Ron pushed Dawn up and over onto her knees. Dawn gasped, now on all fours, her heaving titties swaying back and forth, her face red with lust. Ron moved up behind her, his bulbous red cock straining hard, his cock-head thick and purplish. Ron moved his hands down and spread Dawn’s thighs just a bit, catching a glimpse of her blondish-brown pubic hair which tufted out from between her legs. Then Ron spread her asscheeks a little, spanked her ass with a loud crack, and thrust several fingers into her inviting slippery cunt. “Ohhhh,” Dawn moaned, as Ron jammed his fingers in and out of her twat, feeling her sticky wetness, opening her gooey-hole wider.
Mark watched them briefly, his head dizzy with desire, then he turned back to Janis, lying naked before him, her thighs spread, her pink bald twat invitingly before him. He moved up and slid his cock into her pussy. She moaned as her soft cuntlips gave way to his eager cock. He probed his dick gently down her lovehole, then began to thrust with abandon. God, he loved shaved pussy! The feel of bald twat lips surrounding his surging cock drove him wild with lust. Janis was a soft, fleshy woman. Not really BBW, of course, but there was a little more cushion for the pushin’ , and he remembered how he’d loved fucking his ex-wife for exactly the same reason.
The men picked up their horny, lust-driven rhythms. Ron slammed his cock hard into Dawn’s roiling twat. He grabbed her neck and back from behind and doggy-fucked her deeply as Dawn howled with lust. “Ohhhhh...mi...god...Fuck!” Dawn emitted a loud gasp as Ron’s thick cock slipped quickly in and out of her pink juicy furry snatch, his paunchy belly slapping loudly against her heaving ass. Mark, meanwhile, drove his stiff prick quickly in and out of Janis’s hot lovehole, her hips thusting to meet his. He smashed his body down onto hers, and as he fucked her hard his mouth gobbled in her tits which Janis pushed together so that her nipples touched. He sucked hard on those pink puckered nipples, breathing in her sweet womanly scent, his cock straining inside her moist twat.
“Oh God, Mark,” Janis breathed. “Come up, here...”
Mark looked at her a little quizzically. “Come up here,” she repeated. “I want that fat cock in my mouth! Now!”
“Oh, yesssss...” Mark seethed. He swiftly withdrew his cock from her snatch, making a wet smacking sound, and moved up over her belly, his straining, throbbing, aching loveshaft leading the way. Janis grabbed hold of his cock, Mark shivered, and she pulled it into her steamy open mouth and stuffed it all the way in.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” she heard Mark cry, and then she began to make loud slurping sounds, he tongue washing wetly over that bulging erect cock.
Now Ron started to shift Dawn’s body over closer to Janis. He drove his cock down deep into Dawn’s aching hole, held it there, then guided her up across the bed with his urgent pelvis, and over toward Janis’s gaping twat.
Dawn didn’t need any more coaxing. She scrambled forward and then, with Ron’s hot cock drilling her deep, she plunged her head into Janis’s pink snatch, Janis’s trembling thick thighs closing on and entrapping her head.
The room was awash with the sounds of desperate lust, as Ron slammed his big dick into Dawn’s drenched hairy cunt, Dawn’s hungry mouth gobbled at Janis’s needy shaved twat, and Mark crammed his rockhard cockmeat down Janis’s open thrusting mouth.
“Oh yeah...fuck...” Mark moaned. He looked back momentarily and watched Ron fucking Dawn with unbridled abandon, the older man’s face screwed up in anguish, his eyes closed, his chest heaving with intensity. Janis meanwhile was in ecstasy, her mouth fervidly accepting Mark’s cock deeper down her throat, while her pussy and clit were being assaulted by Dawn’s insistent mouth and tongue.
Gasps and moans cascaded off the hotel-room walls. Suddenly, as if on cue, everyone seemed to cum almost at once. Dawn screamed. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!! Aahhhhhhhhh!! Yesssss, fuck me!! Fuck meeeeeeeeeee...”
“Oh yeah, baby,” Ron yelped. “Yeah, oh yeah. Fuck yeah!!!” He slammed his cock as far into Dawn’s cunt as it would go and his cock erupted in spasmodic fits, dumping hot cumloads deep into her hole, his pelvis jerking in fits and starts.
Then Mark lay his body over Janis’s head and shoved his throbbing cock down to the bottom of her throat. She gagged a little, grabbed her breath, and then closed her lips around his shaft taking every inch of him into her mouth with sloppy wet gurgling sounds. Mark screamed as his cock reached its straining pulsating limit, and with a wild stab of his pelvis he crammed Janis full of his cockmeat. She rubbed his balls, hefted and squeezed them hard, and then he exploded. Wad after wad of hot creamy man-juice spurted down her choking throat. Janis emitted a sultry humming noise and her tongue thrust upwards to tease the tip of his dick, his sperm continuing to shoot out irregular loads of jism. She gobbled up his cum completely. She didn’t miss a drop. His thick spent cock rested exhaustedly in her mouth.
No one spoke a word, but the sound of heavy breathing said much. Everyone shifted on the bed, lying back, spent and satisfied.
Finally, Janis said, “I got to tell you something, Mark. That’s the first time another man has cum in my mouth since we started swinging.”
“How was it?” Mark teased with a smile.
“Baby, I love your cum,” she said. “You can cum in my mouth anytime.” Then she said, “And Dawn, you are some muff-diver, baby. Where you’d learn to eat pussy like that?”
Dawn giggled. “Well, I had a little practice. But it helps to have a willing shaved pussy, too. God, you tasted good.”
“Speaking of good,” Ron chimed in, “damn, Dawn, you are a spitfire.”
Dawn blushed a little. “Well, actually, if I had known this was going to get this far, Ron, I definitely would have been shaved for you. Hope that was okay.”
“Gawd, girl, it’ll be a cold day in hell when I don’t love fuckin’ a hot hairy snatch like yours. Lordy. I only wish I could’ve taken some pictures of that, but I was, uh, otherwise engaged, ya might say.”
“About those pictures...” Mark turned to Ron.
“Oh don’t worry,” said Ron. “They’re digital. I can just delete ‘em and they’ll be gone with the wind. No one ever needs to see ‘em.”
“Well, no,” said Mark. “I was gonna ask if there was some way we could get copies. Be fun to have them.” He shot Dawn a devilish look. She raised her eyebrows playfully.
“No problem,” Ron said. “After we get back to our computer in Sarasota, we can simply e-mail them.”
“Cool. Be nice to have a memento of our first Internet foursome.”
“Stick with us,” said Janis. “And it won’t be your last. And Ron LOVES to take digital pics.”
With that, Ron announced, “Well, kiddies, someone has a business meeting tomorrow, and I know it ain’t any of you!”
“We’ll be in touch,” Janis cooed as she walked Mark and Dawn to the door. They each kissed her on the cheek. “Isn’t the Internet fun?” she said to them with a wink. “See you online. Lovers.”
As they turned down the hallway, Mark and Dawn looked at each with wide-eyed amazement.
“Holy fuck,” Mark said under his breath.
Dawn sidled up close. “Well, she wasn’t exactly a BBW. Hope you weren’t disappointed.”
“She was just big enough,“ Mark grinned. “How was he?”
“He was a horny dude, all right. To be honest: he fucked the shit outta me. I’m sore.”
“Aw,” said Mark, putting his arm around her. “You gonna recover?”
“I think so,” she said. “By the time we get home, I should be fine.” She looked at Mark suggestively.
“Why you little devil,” he said.
“He was good, Mark. But he wasn’t you.”
“And she wasn’t you, either, Dawn.”
They kissed sweetly, got into their car, and decided to take a late-night drive over the Sunshine Skyway Bridge, where they breathed in balmy air and wondered what their next Internet encounter in Tampa would bring. They weren’t newbies anymore.
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