The sexual revolution in the Western world from the 1960s to the 1980s was a time of amazing transition. Our society was becoming increasingly accepting of sex outside of traditional heterosexual, monogamous relationships. Sex outside of marriage and homosexuality, as well as other alternative forms of sexuality, were much less taboo. The development of birth control pills also helped to make non-spousal sex more enjoyable.
My name is Kendra, and I live in the Atlanta area and graduated from high school in 1970. My parents couldn’t afford to send me to college, so after graduation I worked various retail clothing sales jobs for several years to save money for school. I met Ed, the man who would become my husband, in 1972.
Ed graduated in 1968 from a different high school in Atlanta and went out of state to college. We met in a bar when he moved back to the Atlanta area after graduation. We dated for a year and were married in 1973, when I was twenty-one years old and Ed was twenty-three.
After we were married, I cut my work hours back to part-time and started going to the community college, with mostly day classes. Ed was earning a good salary at his management job with a large insurance company, and that was a good time for me to begin my education.
Ed and I have a great marriage and had sex of one kind or another almost every day. He loves sucking my pussy and cantaloupe-sized breasts more than anything else, which is a good thing for me. His dick is small, at only four and a half inches long and thin. He is an unselfish lover though, and always makes sure that I have my orgasms even if he sucks my pussy after he ejaculates into me. I really enjoy his long tongue in my pussy.
Even though I think it is disgusting, it's also erotic the way he eats his own cum from my slimy and aromatic pussy, especially if we fuck after working out and before I have a chance to shower.
I was busy with work and school and Ed worked long hours at his job. So, most of our friends were people we knew from work and school. Ed would sometimes tease me by telling me about some of the pretty women he worked with, especially one thirty-two year old woman named Marie Cooper.
He described her as being five feet and eight inches tall and weighing about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She has C-cup tits and a great ass. I think what Ed likes most are her natural blonde hair, sparkling blues eyes, and her startlingly beautiful facial features.
In contrast to Marie, I am five feet and five inches tall and weigh one hundred and twenty pounds. My hair is shoulder-length and light brown, and I have jade-green eyes. My best features, though, are my D-cup breasts and fantastic, heart-shaped ass. I’m considered to be very cute and pretty, in a sassy and flirty kind of way, which a lot of men think is sexy.
In my second semester in school, I took a required physical science class. The teacher’s name is Elton Cooper, and he is a ruggedly handsome guy, over six feet tall and weighing probably one hundred and ninety pounds. He looked to be in his mid-thirties. Being honest, Elton was much more masculine and self-assured than Ed. And it was more than him just being older and in charge as my teacher. He has a commanding personality and was very assertive with me and the other students.
Elton flirted with me at every opportunity. I sometimes stayed after class to ask him questions that I already knew the answers to. It was fun talking with him, as he undressed me with his eyes and openly stared at my big, braless tits jiggling in my blouse. It was so flattering to me to have a sexy, mature professor attracted to me that way.
After meeting my new teacher, whenever Ed started talking about how pretty Marie is, I was able to bring up Elton. I made a big deal about how ruggedly handsome and strong Elton is. I even told Ed how it made my pussy wet when Elton flirted with me and stared at my tits. When I said that, he always told me how much he wanted to suck Marie’s sweet, blonde pussy. Of course, neither of us thought those things would ever happen.
One night we were teasing one another and realized that Marie and Elton have the same last name. So, the next day at work Ed asked Marie if she knew Elton, and we found out that they are married. After learning that we knew each other’s spouses, we met for dinner one night and became good friends. It was a new experience to have friends who were at least ten years older than us.
We all went out dancing and drinking and had a great time together. That was during the disco era, but before the ‘Saturday Night Fever’ movie came out. I guess you could say that we were experiencing the sexual revolution. We danced a lot of slow dances with each other’s spouses. After going out together on weekends for a couple of months, it was becoming routine for us to passionately kiss and tightly hug each other’s spouses, right out on the dance floor together.
I was becoming infatuated with Elton, and I know that Ed was obsessed with Marie. Ed and I talked about how much we enjoyed being with them, and I even told Ed about Elton pressing his big cock lump into my belly when we were dancing. I felt bad for Ed when he was so curious about how big Elton’s cock is, begging me to tell him more. Even though I knew that Ed must have been feeling bad about his little dick, I played his little game and even exaggerated about how big Elton’s cock felt against me.
We talked about Elton and Marie fairly often, and it seemed sometimes that Ed might be way too curious about Elton’s cock. I’m no psychologist or anything, but it was as if Ed got an emotional thrill by encouraging me to talk about Elton’s cock in a way that would make Ed seem less manly and diminutive by comparison. I wasn’t even sure if Ed realized that he was purposely placing himself in a less-dominant position in my eyes, for his perverted sexual pleasure.
Sometimes we talked as a group about the possibility of swapping spouses for sex. Elton was much more eager than Marie for that to happen. They had been married for nine years at that time and it sometimes seemed like Elton was pressing the issue of swinging, against Marie’s wishes. Ed and I were still newlyweds and more in love than them.
In the privacy of our bedroom, we fantasized about what it would be like to swing with our friends, and I must admit to being more willing than Ed was. I even felt guilty because of feeling Elton’s cock lump when we danced and hugged, and I yearned to know what it would feel like to be fucked by a much bigger cock.
We continued going out together with Marie and Elton, and even added two more couples as friends. One couple is Tony and Samantha. Marie and Ed know Tony from their company, and he and his wife were in their mid-thirties. The other couple is Tim and Karen. Tim was a forty-seven-year-old professor at the college and a good friend of Elton’s. Before long we were talking about the possibility of swinging within that larger group.
All the men and women are attractive, but the men seemed to focus most of their attention on me when we were out together. That was especially true for Elton and Tim, and both seemed to be less attentive to their own wives. Maybe it was because I was the youngest woman in the group, had the biggest tits, and was flirty with them. The older men probably considered me to be a very desirable, easy, and potential conquest.
It didn’t take very long for all four of us couples to get cozy with the other’s spouses. It was amazingly liberating to me to be able to openly kiss those three older men as they pressed their cocks into my belly and rubbed the sides of my tits. It did feel very different, though, to kiss Tim. He was old enough to be my father, and it was somehow comforting and at the same time even more erotic to be in his arms with us sucking on one another’s tongues and him rubbing my breasts.
We had all been going out together for several months, when we started making plans for New Year’s Eve together. Elton suggested that we make reservations for the party at one of Atlanta’s nicest hotels, and all get rooms for the night, so we wouldn’t have to drive home drunk. Elton told me about his plans ahead of time and said that he hoped to be able to get Ed and Marie drunk enough, that we would finally all agree to swap spouses. I badly wanted that to happen, and was sure that Ed would agree if Marie got things started with him
Our group checked into the hotel at different times, but we were all ready to go to the ballroom for the party by 9:00 pm on New Year’s Eve. I wore a simple, low-cut, backless, black dress with no underwear.
Ed was surprised that I was dressed so scantily and said, “Wow, honey, you sure look hot as hell in that dress. But don’t you think that might be a little too suggestive to the other men? You might as well be wearing a ‘Fuck Me’ sign. It almost seems like you are planning on feeling Elton’s big cock for real tonight, and probably Tony’s and Tim’s too.”
I saw Ed’s comments as my chance to get him thinking about the possibility that we would swap spouses that night. I walked up to him and rubbed his dick as I said, “I have to admit that the idea of fucking Elton is very desirable to me. His cock feels so long and thick, much bigger than yours. What about you and Marie? You’ve been talking about how beautiful she is for months now and passionately kissing her. Wouldn’t you want a chance to taste and fuck her blonde pussy?”
Ed blushed and looked down at the floor as he responded, “Believe me, honey, I have thought a lot about eating her out. It is a little embarrassing for me to admit, though, that my little dick might seem inadequate to her if Elton’s cock is as big as you say it is. What about you? Will you still want to fuck me after knowing what it’s like to be fucked by a really big cock?
I actually felt bad for Ed and replied, “Don’t worry so much, Ed. I know from dancing with Tony and Tim that they have big cocks too. Men have different strengths and weaknesses, though. For example, you have always been able to satisfy me by sucking my pussy so well. I’d be willing to bet that none of those other men like to suck pussy as much as you do or are as good at it. I know that Marie will love feeling you make love to her pussy with your lips and long tongue. She’ll probably be very surprised and pleased when you eat her out after you fuck, because I don’t think many men do that.”
Ed didn’t react that much to my response. I knew that he must be thinking that being good at sucking pussy was not equivalent to having a large cock. Many men’s sense of self-worth and virility was at least partially tied to the size of their genitals and their prowess at making love. I think men relish those primal urges to be dominant and able to spread their seed and to impregnate women.
Although I didn’t mean it that way, my comments must have made him feel somewhat inadequate and less of a man. The fact that he didn’t object to me characterizing him in that more-docile role, confirmed to me that he might enjoy those demeaning and subservient feelings.
Our group had a large table in the ballroom, and I was impressed how the other ladies looked. Marie was also wearing a revealing dress with no underwear, and I saw that Ed was taken with her delicate beauty. The men took turns buying rounds of drinks, and we eventually ended up with the waiters leaving several bottles of booze and mixers at our table. Everyone was drinking heavily and enjoyed being able to cut loose since none of us had to drive home that night.
The men took turns dancing with all of us women, and Elton made sure to get more than his fair share of turns with me. He was tongue-kissing me more passionately than ever, and openly rubbing my ass and breasts. I even reached my hand down between us and felt his cock lump with my hand for the first time. It felt so big and thick in my hand, and I also felt what had to be a huge set of testicles. I watched Ed dancing with Marie and the other women, and he was rubbing their asses and tits, as they rubbed his dick.
Elton usually managed to sit next to me when we were at the table, and as the night progressed he started rubbing my legs and inner thighs under the table, as I rubbed his crotch. I would have liked to feel his bare cock, but that would have been too obvious in front of everyone. He eventually got to the point of finger-fucking my wet, hairy labia, and I did nothing to stop him. I just smiled at him when he brought his wet fingers to his nose and smelled them before wiping them off on his napkin.
By the time midnight came and the band was playing ‘Auld Lang Syne’, we were all inebriated, although everyone seemed to be somewhat in control. We continued drinking and dancing for another hour, until Elton suggested that we take the party to their room. We took the bottles of booze with us as we stumbled our way down the halls.
Everyone sat around talking for a few minutes until Elton spoke up and said, “Hey, guys, I’ve got a great idea. I brought some playing cards, so why don’t we play a game of strip poker? We know each other really well and have been somewhat intimate on the dance floor anyway, so no one should be all that shy.”
Everyone agreed, and we sat on the floor in a circle. The game wasn’t that fair, since the women were wearing far fewer pieces of clothing than the men. Tony’s wife Samantha tried to protest the inequity and was booed into submission by the men. I, like the other women, only had my shoes and dress to lose. It took us about a half hour to play ten hands, and I had lost both of my shoes. Marie was sitting there totally nude, and Ed couldn’t keep his eyes off her prominent and hairy labia.
After the next few hands all the ladies, including me were nude. All the men still had on some clothes, and everyone was gawking at my voluptuous breasts and prominent, hair covered labia. That’s when Elton took the leadership role again and said, “I hope everyone agrees that it’s time that we men get to know one another’s wives more intimately.”
Ed agreed to swap spouses, even though he didn’t seem that happy to share me with others. I think he mainly agreed after staring at Marie’s lithe body. Tony suggested that we put the room keys in a pile, and then have the wives pick a key without looking. She would then go with the husband staying in that room for sex.
Ed wasn’t comfortable with us all to going to separate rooms, and he said, “I insist that I’m always in the same room with Kendra. So, let’s pair up as couples and do it that way. One wife can pick a key, and she and that husband and their spouses will be in the same room. The other two couples can go to another room. Afterwards, we can meet again as a group and decide the next pairings.”