Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2001 17:57:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Todd Corbin <toddcorb@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Swingers"  1st Installment

The following series is mostly fantasy based only in part on some actual
occurrences in the author's life.  The story deals with bisexual and
incestuous family sex.  Readers' comments and criticisms, as well as
suggestions, are welcome and encouraged.  All e-mails will be responded to.
The series will continue as long as reader interest prevails.  Write to:
toddcorb@yahoo.com


SWINGERS

Chapter 1 -- Mommy and Daddy and Baby Makes Three

Harry and Louise Thompson met each other on a double blind date while they
were both attending Law School.  They were each with a different partner
when the date started, but they were so attracted to each other from the
moment they saw each other that they and their original dates switched off
with each other almost within moments of meeting.  The evening consisted
first of dinner at the Campus Union Club and then dancing downtown at a
special party for prospective law graduates at the Olympic Hotel.

Harry and Louise were so taken with each other that they scarcely paid any
attention to the two dates they had originally started out with that
evening, who were themselves deep into discovering each other's assets.  As
they danced, Harry held his right hand tightly onto one of the cheeks of
Louise's ass, and Louise pushed as tightly as she could against Harry so
she could feel the pressure of his hard cock against her navel.  Harry
smiled as he thought of the old definition of dancing that he had heard
while in high school: "A navel engagement without loss of semen."  He was
aware as he danced, however, that his briefs were beginning to feel like he
had indeed had loss of semen-and a good deal of it.

When the evening was over, Louise invited Harry up to her apartment for a
"night-cap."  As soon as they arrived, however, formality was thrown to the
winds, as well as their clothes.  The passion that had been building all
evening was now at a fever pitch, and all formalities were forgotten.  Even
before Harry was out of his briefs and Louise was out of her panties, Harry
threw her on to the bed and pounced on top of her, burying his tongue into
her mouth and throat so violently that she nearly gagged.  With one hand,
he fumbled for her panties, now soaked with her vaginal juices, and
literally ripped them off of her.  At the same time she reached for his
briefs, which over the course of the evening had become soaked with a
steady stream of sticky semen.

Harry's balls had been aching for hours and without any preliminaries, he
thrust his burning hot cock into Louise's pussy in one swift stroke.

"Fuck me, Harry," she screamed as she ran her tongue over Harry's face.
"Fuck me hard!"

As Harry began to suck and nibble on Louise's rock hard nipples, he pounded
his hips unmercifully against Louise's pelvis.

"Louise," Harry growled, "I've been on the very edge, about to cum all
evening.  I was afraid to touch my cock for fear I would cum in my pants.
But I can't hold it any longer.  I'm gonna cum in your pussy.  I'm cumming,
I'm cumming!"

"Fuck my cunt hard, Harry, and blow that hot sperm into me!"

Harry's body suddenly stiffened and, with a roar, his hips bucked
uncontrollably and his penis throbbed and throbbed and shot stream after
stream of hot cum into Louise's steaming hot cunt.  He continued to hump
even after his orgasm had subsided.  As he pulled out of her, he ran his
tongue down over Louise's firm tits, down her stomach, into her thick pubic
hair, and onto her pussy.  He licked and sucked his own sperm out of her
cunt and swallowed it.  He had long ago discovered, when he masturbated,
the wonderful taste of his own sperm.  For years, he never failed after
masturbating to scoop it up off of his stomach and eat it, swishing it
around in his mouth to get the full flavor before swallowing it.  Eating
his sperm now mixed with the hot juices running out of Louise's pussy was a
new sensation he had not experienced before.

Harry and Louise were both twenty-four years old and in their sexual prime.
Louise had that desirable unblemished "peaches and cream" complexion, with
dark brown hair that fell in gentle waves to just above her shoulders.  It
was pinned back at the sides, showing her beautiful profile to its greatest
advantage.  A straight, thin nose, lips that moved erotically when she
talked, and a beautiful chin with a slight dimple in it.  Her breasts were
firm with enormous square-cut nipples of a dark brown color and remained
high and round without the help of a bra.  Her arms were long and slender,
her stomach was flat, but her hips and sensuous thighs were the central
focus of her beauty, Harry thought.

Harry's mother was a first generation Italian, and Harry had inherited her
sensuous olive skin, set off by a perfect set of gleaming white teeth.  His
eyes were large and dusky looking, shaded seductively with long black
eyelashes.  There was a gentle patrician curve to his nose, and his lips
were full and inviting.  When he smiled, deep dimples appeared just past
the corners of his mouth.  Harry was not particularly muscular, but his
entire frame was well-shaped and in good proportion.  His arms and legs
were covered with a very soft layer of hair, but only a small patch of
chest hair appeared between his nicely developed pecs.  Most erotic, to
Louise, however, was a very dense strip of heavy black hair that began at
his navel and descended into a very large bush of pubic hair.  His entire
crotch was densely covered with black hair and his balls, which hung very
low in a long ball sack were covered with hair.

* * * *

Harry and Louise graduated that spring and each passed their state's bar
exam the following September.  They took positions as junior partners in
separate law firms.  But they continued to see each other and, over the
next two years, they fucked almost every night, as well as trying out every
other kind of sexual activity they could think of.  One evening, however,
Louise was particularly pensive and informed Harry that she might be
pregnant.  She had purchased a self-pregnancy test from the drug store, and
together they performed the test.  It was positive.

Harry took Louise in his arms and said, "Louise, I hope you're happy about
this.  I am.  I think we should get married as soon as we can-tomorrow, if
possible.  Hopefully, our child will be born close enough to the end of our
first nine months of marriage that he-or she-will never suspect that he was
conceived out of wedlock."

Harry had no argument from Louise.  She had been secretly wanting a baby
for some time, and had not realized that Harry would also like to be a
father.  So, with blood tests and license fee payments and other paper
work, they were able to get married before a Notary Public in Harry's
office only five days after the happy pending event was discovered.

Harry had told Louise that it did not matter to him whether the baby was a
boy or a girl.  But secretly, he had hoped it would be a boy.  He tried to
figure out just why he wanted a boy, but he couldn't put his finger on any
real reason.  He just knew that the idea of bringing up a son gave him a
special kind of thrill that the idea of a daughter did not.  When they were
finally told that the tests indicated that the baby would be a boy, both
Harry and Louise were ecstatic.  When they were shown the pictures, the
doctor pointed out the baby's little penis.

"Right there," the doctor said, pointing with the tip of his pencil.  "See
that little spot.  That's his little penis."

For some reason, looking at that picture gave Harry a strange rush, and he
could feel his own penis take a slight jump.

The baby's name was Todd, named after Harry's father, with whom he had
always been particularly close.  Harry made a point of doing somewhat more
than his share in taking care of Todd after he had been brought home.
Harry was always happy to get up and tend to the two a.m. feeding.  He also
found himself eager to change Todd's diaper and bathe him, as well.

While he would be changing Todd's diaper on the bassinet, he would look
down at him and say, "You're gonna be a little fucker some day, aren't ya,
buddy?  Look at that little hard prick of yours.  Someday, sperm is gonna
be shooting out of that little cock."  Whenever he would think about that
happening someday, his own cock would spring to life.

Harry loved to run his hands over Todd's velvet smooth little ass cheeks,
and sometimes lean over and kiss them.  Sometimes, he would run his finger
over Todd's little pink puckered asshole.  And when he did, he would get a
pretty good hard-on of his own.  At bath time, Harry would hold Todd up in
a sitting position and run his soapy hand all over Todd's little body,
including through and around Todd's crotch, rolling his little penis and
ball sack through his fingers, and paying special attention to washing
Todd's ass crack and asshole.  On several occasions, when he was drying off
Todd's body after his bath, Harry would lean down and take a quick kiss on
Todd's little pink hole.  Even then, Harry had trouble understanding what
made him do that.  It was always simply an impulse he couldn't resist.  He
knew, though, that he would always have to be very careful never to allow
Louise to see him doing those things.  He had enough trouble explaining
those impulses to himself, much less having to explain them to Louise.

* * * *

As time went on, Both Harry and Louise became highly experienced and
respected lawyers.  With their reputations established and a loyal
clientele assured, they opened their own law firm, Thompson and Thompson.
They eventually purchased a large house in the suburbs on six acres of
lakefront property.  They had become firmly entrenched in the social upper
crust of the city and were being invited to the very best social functions.
In fact, they seemed to be going to a major party at least once or twice a
week.

Although Harry and Louise knew everyone who was anyone in town, their very
best and closest friends were Jack and Margo Ford, also Lawyers who owned
their own firm.  One day, when Jack and Harry were at their noontime
workout at the gym, Jack asked Harry to stay a few minutes at the coffee
shop for a little lunch after they showered.

"Harry, I wanted to talk with you about something," Jack began.  "You know,
you and I are always looking over the cunts that come into this place to
exercise and we're always talking about wishing we could fuck one of them.
But we always end up getting rid of our boners by jerking off in the
shower."

"I know, Jack," sighed Harry.  "It's a real bitch."

"Well, Harry, what I wanted to talk with you about is . . . well
. . . there's this group of guys over at Walden, Walden, and Shearer
. . . you know . . . that big law firm down in the Farwell Building
. . . who have sort of a club they go to with their wives."

"With their wives?" retorted Harry.  "That kind of puts a damper on things.
I thought you were gonna tell me something about fucking some hot cunts."

"Well, Harry, in a way, I am.  Have you ever heard of 'Swingers?"

"Yeah."

Okay.  All these people are really open-minded and real liberal when it
comes to having fun.  I mean sexual fun.  Do you know what I mean?"

"You mean, Jack, that all the guys fuck everybody else's wives?"

"Well, I would say it's just real friendly and open and nobody has any
hang-ups.  You know, if we ever propositioned one of these cunts that comes
in here to exercise, and she lets us fuck her, that's really tantamount to
running out and cheating on our wives.  We're being secretive and
unfaithful and all that.  But going to these parties, you can't really say
you're running out on your wife because your wife is right there having her
own fun."

"Wow, Jack.  I don't know.  I'd really love to get involved with something
like that, but I don't know about Louise.  She likes to fuck, but I don't
know about something like this?  What does your wife, Margo, think about
it.  Have you talked to her about it?

"Harry . . . Margo and I went to the party this past weekend."

"You did!.  Wow!  What did you do?"

"Well, it was a little awkward at first, but we had a few pretty strong
double whiskeys at a bar they had set up, and we kind of loosened up.
Pretty soon, this one good looking guy who I could tell was looking at
Margo came over and introduced himself to her.  He asked her if she would
like to go over and sit down to talk.  She looked at me for a few moments
very apprehensively, and I just nodded and whispered to her that she
shouldn't forget why we were here.  So they went and sat down for a few
minutes while I continued to nurse my drink.  And then I looked up and saw
him ushering her out of the room down a hall."

"Well, what happened next?"

"It got me real horny thinking about another guy off in some other room
stripping my wife down and sticking his cock into her cunt.  But I didn't
have to wait long.  A really great looking gal, who I recognized as having
attended our local bar association meetings from time to time, came up to
me and put her arm around my waist.  Of course, there was no question as to
what she wanted.  We were all there for the same thing.  I got real brave
and gently took hold of her low cut blouse and pulled it down until one of
her big tits flopped out.  She just said, 'There's more where that's been
hiding."

"So then what?"

"I told her this was my first time at one of these house parties, and I
didn't know my way around the house.  She said she and her husband come
here often and to follow her; she would find a place.  We walked down a
long hall, and she kept looking into rooms to see if there was any space.
We finally walked into a bedroom that was very dimly lit and was furnished
with a king sized bed.  There was already one couple on the bed, and they
didn't pay any attention to us since she was in the throes of her own
ecstasy while he was eating out her pussy.  She told me the woman was the
wife of one of the partners in her firm, and the man was a junior law clerk
in the same firm."

"And?"

We got out of our clothes and plopped down on the bed beside this other
couple.  She got a little miffed because I couldn't keep my eyes off of
this other couple who were fucking right next to us.  My leg was even
touching his, and it made me so hot.  Anyway, the woman sucked on me awhile
and also tried to tongue-fuck me.  What an animal she was!  She finally let
me stick my cock into her pussy.  But she told me that when I was about to
cum, she wanted me to pull out and blast my cum onto her tits and face.
When I heard the guy next to me starting to moan really loud and yell that
he was cumming, I couldn't hold it any longer.  I pulled out and blasted
about five streams of hot sperm all over her tits.  And while she diddled
her clit with her finger, she told me to lick all my cum off of her tits.
I'd never tasted my own cum before, but I found out it was great.  It was
still warm and thick and it tasted so good.  You ought to try it sometime."

"I have, Jack.  I eat my own cum all the time.  There's nothing like it."

Putting his hand on Harry's arm, Jack smiled and said, "You're a man after
my own heart, Harry.  Anyway, we laid there for awhile, exhausted and
trying to get our breathing back to normal.  And as we lay there, we could
hear moaning and groaning and yelping in all the other rooms up and down
the hall as guys were having their orgasms.  It was great just imagining
all those big throbbing cocks sliding in and out of all those hot pussies!"

"Then, how about Margo?"

"Well, then I got dressed and went out into the living room.  By this time,
there wasn't any more space in the bedrooms, so people were spread all over
the living room floor and furniture fucking and sucking.  I remember seeing
one big orgy of three guys and three women on the floor over at the end of
the room.  It looked just like a bucket of snakes.  Then I saw the guy who
had taken my wife off down the hall earlier.  But he was on the floor
fucking another woman.  I asked him where Margo was, and he said that when
he finished with her, there were two other guys who wanted their turn.  I
asked him if they had forced her, and he said, 'Shit, no, she invited them
to both take her at the same time.'  Harry, he told me that he hoped we'd
come back again, because he thought she was the hottest slut in the place."

Harry was hard the whole time Jack was talking, and he could feel semen
soaking into his underwear.  "Wow, Jack.  He called your wife a slut?

"That stuff doesn't bother me, Harry.  I call her a slut, too.  She doesn't
think I know, but she sleeps around a lot.  She tells me she's got to go to
all these evening meetings.  But I know she's out sucking some guy's cock.
When we went to the party, she tried to make out to me that she was afraid
to go with that guy who came up to her.  But I know it's all an act.

"Did you finally find her?"

"Oh, yeah.  She was on her hands and knees on the floor in the men's room
sucking some guy's cock and getting fucked in the ass from behind at the
same time.  I just stood there and peed in the urinal and watched her until
she was through.  Watching those big hard cocks sliding in and out of both
ends of Margo made me so hot, I just shot another load right there into the
urinal.  The one guy shot his sperm into her mouth at the same time the
other one unloaded his sperm into her ass.  She didn't know it was me at
the urinal, and when those two guys walked away, she tugged at my trouser
leg, and said, 'When you're done peeing, Mister, get down here and fuck
me.'  She about shit when she saw it was me.  I don't make a big deal out
of it.  I married a whore, and that's all there is to it.  A whore does
what a whore has to do.  What ever a whore needs, she gets, and she's
welcome to it.  But I have to tell you, Harry, it's fucking ass hot to
watch your wife getting fucked by another guy's cock."

"Shit, Jack, I had no idea that Margo was that hot.  She's always such a
prim and proper lady whenever I see her."

"Well, Harry, she's a good actress.  She puts on a good act.  She wants to
appear to everybody on the outside that she's a wholesome mother to our son
Carl.  You know he just turned two last week."

"I don't know if Louise will want to do something like that.  But then she
always has a hard time getting enough fucking and cocksucking, and
sometimes I can't give her all she wants when she wants it."

"Well, Harry, this might just be the thing for both of you."

* * * *

After work, Harry and Louise decided to go to the University Club for
dinner.  When they finished their desert and were sipping on their after
dinner Tia Maria, Harry took hold of Louise's hand and began gently
fondling her fingers, one by one.

"Louise, I had an extended lunch with Jack today after our workout at the
gym."

"Well, that's funny," interrupted Louise, "Margo called me just after I got
to the office and insisted we go for lunch, also."

"Yes, that is funny," said Harry.  After a few moments, he said, "I wonder
if they both talked to us about the same thing."

"I wonder."

"Jack was telling me about a party they went to . . . . "

"Well," said Louise, "I guess they did talk to us about the same thing."

"Well?  What do you think, Louise?  I guess they really had a good time.
And I guess they want their best friends to have a good time also," said
Harry with a little chuckle.

"Harry, I've never gotten fucked by any guy but you since we got married.
I don't know that I want to be fucked by anybody else.  I can honestly say
that you are the best fuck I've ever had, Harry.  I don't know if anyone
else could measure up."

Squeezing Louise's hand, Harry purred, "I don't know if anyone else could
ever measure up to you, either.  But you know, like Jack said, and maybe
Margo said it, too, it wouldn't be like we're cheating on each other or
stepping out secretly on each other.  We'd both be there together, and we'd
both know what the other is doing.  I'll never get tired of you, Louise.
From that first wonderful night when we met, fucking you has been the one
biggest, most terrific thing in my life.  No one can replace you.  But
going with Jack and Margo once to see what it's like would just be a little
diversion that wouldn't have any effect on our marriage.  Our marriage is
solid.  You know that.  We'd just go there together, and we'd come home
together."

"I know," sighed Louise.  "Margo made it sound really like a lot of fun.
And she said, she even had that strange feeling of being even closer to
Jack after it was all over.  And you know, Harry, I never realized all the
years we've know them that Margo was such a sexually turned on woman.  I
even got the impression today that she plays around on the side."

"Well, Jack confirmed that to me today.  And he said he didn't care.  He
even called her a slut and a whore.  I think that turns him on.  Jack said
we could go with them next Saturday night just to see what it's like.
Should we do that?"

"Harry, let me think about it.  I'll admit it's temping, I know.  But just
let me think about it for a few days.  You know we have Todd to think
about.  We go out so much as it is, and we shouldn't leave him with the
baby sitter every night."

When they returned home, Harry paid off the babysitter and then got ready
for bed.  The babysitter reported that Todd had been fussing all evening
and wouldn't go to sleep.  As Louise climbed into bed, Harry went in to see
Todd.  He was now eighteen months old.  Harry took off his soaking wet
diaper, which was also filled with a great amount of Todd's shit.  After
cleaning him up, Harry picked him up without putting on a clean diaper.
For the first time since they came home, he was now quiet.  Harry carried
him into their bedroom.

"Louise," said Harry softly, "I'm going to have Todd lie down between us in
bed for awhile until our little guy goes to sleep.  I like to have him
close to me.  I love him so much, and I miss him when we're not home."

As Harry got into bed, laying Todd between them, Louise smiled and said, "I
know you love him, Harry.  No one could have a more loving father than you.
And no one could have a more loving husband than you."

Louise propped herself up on one elbow and looked at Harry, who had his
eyes closed and was gently running his hand over Todd's torso and down over
his little penis and ball sack, running his fingers down under into the
crack between Todd's little buns.  As he did that with a gentle smile on
his face, Louise watched as Harry's penis slowly rose like an inflating
balloon to full erection.  She had seen this happen before while he was
touching Todd, and knew that touching his son's penis always brought on
Harry's erections.  She could see, too, that Todd's little penis was also
hard and bounced around like it was on a spring as his father's hand gently
passed over it.

When she thought that Harry had fallen asleep, Louise took Todd back to his
crib.  She then leaned over and gently kissed his little penis and said,
"Little fella, you're gonna make some woman really happy some day with that
little pecker of yours.  And I know it won't be little for long.  It'll
grow into a nice big solid love cock just like your daddy's."  She then put
a clean diaper on him and returned to bed.  She knelt down beside Harry
and, cupping his balls in her hand, slowly sucked his hard, erect penis
into her mouth.  She sucked with long slow strokes, taking the whole length
of her husband's eight and a half inch penis into her throat.  The smile
was still on Harry's face as he slept.  As she sucked, she looked at his
face and, just to make sure he was still asleep, she said softly, "Are you
awake?"

Harry's eyes sprung open and he shouted eagerly, "You bet!"  They both
laughed and Harry swung around to a 69 position and was able to tongue fuck
Louise to an orgasm that coincided exactly with his own.  Telling Louise
not to swallow his cum and hold it in her mouth, he moved around and kissed
her, sucking his own sperm back into his mouth.  Once again, he was able to
savor that wonderful taste of his own sperm before they both drifted off to
sleep in each other's arms.


Several more installments are planned, but the series will continue
indefinitely with encouragement from reader response.  Write to:
toddcorb@yahoo.com

Todd Corbin