PREVIOUSLY: Jill & Danny, a Royal Australian Air Force couple located in Penang, Malaysia at RAAF Butterworth, have decided to follow in the wise teachings of Hugh Hefner in Playboy and embark on the adventure of wife swapping.
Jill led the charge, cottoning onto a hunk of a Royal Australian Navy Chief Petty Officer, Ray, from a RAN ship visiting in port. But she got more than she bargained for ... Ray was built like a brick shithouse and one of the world's greatest lovers, and she was blowing her mind over him.
Danny, who instigated the whole Hugh Hefner affair, is about to fuck the most beautiful of the RAAF wives in Penang, Melanie ... an English rose, superbly beautiful, and the woman every RAAF stud was trying to bust ... but she only wanted Danny.
So read on as this saga comes to an end ... Danny gets to fuck Melanie and it's everything he had hoped for .....
HE SAID: .....
I was pretty sure she had fucked Ray again ... dunno where, dunno how ... but it was the least of my worries ... I was going to screw Melanie tomorrow night, and that's all that mattered.
We went to bed without much talking between us, and she dozed off pretty quickly.
Just to satisfy my inquisitiveness, I sneakingly touched her pussy ... it was soaking and slippery with cum, so she HAD fucked him ... good on her.
The next morning I started to get ready for Melanie that coming evening. I ducked into town and got a proper haircut and shave (I didn't want any bristle rash when I went down on her). On returning home, I pulled out a nice outfit of my lightweight turtleneck sweater, which, made out of some magic Asian material, wasn't any hotter to wear than a normal shirt, my grey slacks, and my RAAF flying jacket, which always gave me a polished, debonair look (I was actually a civilian licenced pilot with over 2,000 hours as pilot in command - more than most of the fighter jocks flying the Mirages of 77 Squadron on the base up the road - so I was entitled to wear a flying jacket).
Jill and I had a quiet lunch ... she still wasn't speaking much to me, and her liaison with Ray last night hadn't come up in conversation. She was being a little weird with me, which aroused some interest in me and it was a little worrying. Was there something other than just fucking going on between her and Ray? Something I should worry about?
But, now was not the time for me to be distracted by petty matters such as this ... all of my attention was slowly turning to Melanie.
I haven't properly described her to you yet ... she was a lot taller than Jill - maybe 5ft 8ins - which fitted nicely with my 6ft 1in - she had absolutely beautiful legs that went on forever! She was extremely attractive ... her face and skin were perfect English cream and roses, with jet black hair, and lips she could almost trip over if she wasn't careful ... very kissable. She didn't miss out in the breasts department either ... well-proportioned, shaped, and sizeable!
She came from a very good family back in England and had been well educated in public schools, so she spoke with what we Aussies would call an "Upper Crust" accent, and was an extremely interesting conversationalist, talking on virtually any subject that the lucky person she was conversing with wanted.
I don't really know how she and Charles had gotten together ... he was in the RAF (the British Air Force) when they married, and I think their oldest child, a boy, might have been born to Melanie out of wedlock - his father being someone other than Charles. But they had had a little daughter together, born two years ago in England while Charles was still in the RAF and before his direct entry into the RAAF, being sworn in at Australia House in London, then the whole family being flown out to Australia to change uniform on arrival.
Anyway, Melanie and I had arranged for me to take a day's leave, while Charles had gone to work on evening shift. So we would have the whole evening together, without interruption. Being the senior man in Charles' section, I had made sure with my subordinate that Charles would work his full shift through until midnight and could not get off early to disrupt Melanie and me.
At 5 o'clock I went in for my shower. As I was coming out, Jill was getting undressed for a shower herself.
"So, you're going out fucking again?" I asked as we passed in the dressing room. "Harrumph!" was her reply - still not willing to share her and Ray's activities for some reason.
I dressed, carefully applying a liberal dose of my very expensive Invictus Eau de Toilette by Paco Rabanne, I had bought on a working trip I had done to Hong Kong recently ... much cheaper there than anywhere else in the world, and affordable for fellows like me.
I dressed, and at 5.45 cheerily called out to Jill, "Happy screwing, darling," with no reply, and left the house for the walk around the corner of our block to Charles & Melanie's house. It was fast falling early evening as I arrived at their front door, and gently knocked.
The door flew open immediately - she must have been standing right behind it, waiting for me.
Oh my God ... she looked absolutely amazing! ... long, tall, exquisitely coiffed, beautifully made-up, and smelling like a million dollars with some scent I didn't recognise. She was wearing a diaphanous house gown made from what was obviously pure Thai silk, which clung to her superb body, emphasising the curves of her breasts, her flat belly, and her voluptuous hips. She looked perfect in every way, and I had an immediate boner of monstrous proportions just from looking at her.
She shyly reached out to me and came into my arms as soon as I entered her home and the door was closed just in case there was a nosy neighbour looking out their front window just at that time.
I put my arms around her, then slipped one arm down below her hips and swung her into the air, carrying her as she nibbled at my ear, to the bedroom.
"Not that one," she huskily whispered, steering me away from her and Charles' main bedroom towards the second bedroom, also equipped with a full queen-sized bed, "I don't want your aftershave smell all over the pillows in our main bedroom. Charles might be a bit thick, but he would recognise a smell that wasn't his."
I closed the bedroom door by swinging her feet at it and turning her to shut it and walked over to the bed. I gently laid her on it and she parted her house gown down its full length to reveal her absolutely mind-blowing, alabaster body in all its 5ft 8ins of perfection.
Her pubic hairs, surrounding her fanny that protruded out from her body in a perfect Mound of Venus, were so few that they were barely noticeable and her whole pubic area looked like it had been sculpted by Michelangelo! My God, she was superb! Her breasts - firm, round, just the right size for her body, and with large, round aureolae surrounding two large, perfectly shaped nipples - set off the perfect body ... God must've been right on His game the day He made her!
I quickly undressed, and there was a quiet gasp from her as my 9 inches of manhood sprung out of my pants as I took them down ... "My," she said in her perfect English accent, "You were at the head of the queue when they handed out the dicks, weren't you?"
The use of a crude word such as "dicks" sounded strange, coming from her mouth, but I was to find out during the evening that she had a better grasp of crude English than most sailors!
"Well, it's kept Jill happy for quite a number of years - though I think she might be onto something a bit bigger at the moment with Ray," I quipped.
"Only Jill?" she asked, a little incredulously, "You've only had one woman in your life?"
"Yes, my darling, you are the second woman I have - or will have - had in my life ... is that a problem?"
"Oh God no," she giggled, "It's just that I thought you were one of the highest skilled men I had ever come across, the way you quote Hugh Hefner and the sexy way you chat up women ... I thought I was about to be laid by one horny stud!"
I blushed, and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"Hell, man, you haven't even started to disappoint me, and with that dick of yours, I don't think I'm going to be in the slightest disappointed either ... come here!" as she reached out and grabbed me by my dick, which had softened a little with the comments about my experience, and pulled me to her on the bed. It immediately roared to full hardness at her touch!
She wriggled until she was positioned exactly under me, and reached up and pulled my head down until our lips touched. Her lips were like two velvet strips as they softly wriggled on mine, and her tongue darting in and out with a rapidly increasing frequency. She pulled my body down onto her's ... her beautiful, firm breasts pressed hard up against my hairy chest, and she started grinding those magnificent hips, with their very prominent hip bones, up against my dick and pelvis.
"Fuck me, Danny, fuck me, please," she whispered in my ear, "Fuck me hard!"
Her legs spread even further and her vagina was reaching up for me ... I gently stroked her clitoris with my penis, teasing her as I touched the entrance to her vagina with it. Each time I touched around the entrance, her hips heaved upward, trying to force me into her.
"OH FUCK ME, FOR GOD'S SAKE!" she screamed, and I rammed it into her, as I sensed that she wanted it hard and a little rough.
She groaned in pleasure as my dick hit the end of her vaginal canal, which made her jump in ecstasy - I don't think that had ever happened to her before. I did it again on my next stroke, and her whole body shuddered and juddered, arched and she screamed as she orgasmed.
It was too much for me, as I had never had a woman experience such mind-blowing pleasure from my fucking as Mel was obviously enjoying, and I blew my load in earth-shattering heaps and leaps as I had never done before.
Christ! It seemed like it had been over in seconds ... and I think that was about right - just seconds from me first entering her until we both climaxed like I think neither of us had done before!
Mel was pulling me into herself, both vaginally and with her arms around me, grasping me like she never wanted to let me go. "Ummmm," she murmured, "That was yummy ... that was beautiful ... the size of your dick - I've never had one so big before, and you're miles bigger than Charles with his puny little five incher ... and you're the best lover I've ever had!"
"It's a bit early to say that, isn't it?" I questioned. "We've only had sex for less than a minute, so there's not a lot to go on to call me your best lover."
"No," she said, "That was just the bench warmer ... we are now going to get dressed and go out to the dining room where Ah Yung (her amah) and I have prepared a beautiful 'After Fuck Feast'," she laughed.
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After sitting down and devouring a beautiful Asian finger food feast of epic proportions, Melanie turned to me and said, "Has that reinforced your sexual stamina, my lord?"
I half-turned around from where we were sitting on the same side of the dining table and ran my hand up under her chiffon-like house gown and grasped her perfect left breast, running my thumb around her nipple, while my other hand reached between her legs and gently rubbed her vagina ... still very wet from our first encounter.
I looked down at my slowly rising member as it reached full erectness and hardness, placing her hand around it and saying, "How 'stamina' is that, my lady?"
She reached across and kissed me with those luscious lips, her little tongue darting in, out, and around my mouth, further increasing the hardness of my erection.
"Come, my lord," she said, as she stood up and took me by the hand back to the bedroom.
This time, it was slower, less frenetic, and much more meaningful than the first time.
We lay and cuddled, with me rubbing her clitoris in slow, languid strokes, while she wrapped her hand around my penis and slowly stroked it in unison with my clitoral strokes until we were both ready for Episode #2.
She slowly rolled over onto her back, and her legs started to open as wide as she could get them ... I climbed on top of her and slowly played with her clitoris with my dick, rubbing it ever so gently up and down as she rhythmically moved her hips in unison.
As I kissed her very deeply, thrusting my tongue deep inside her mouth, I entered her with my penis, pushing gently to the limit of its length inside her until I touched her cervix! Her body heaved into the air ... she screamed with delight ... and then came in a great rush of vaginal fluid and pure, unadulterated love as she writhed and pulled my body so close to her that I thought I would go right through and end up on the other side.
As she finished her climax and began to settle down, I gradually increased the frequency of my thrusts to a standard, rhythmic gentle in and out, and she started to move her body rhythmically with mine. Oh my God, it was magnificent ... her beautiful body moving so gently up and down in time with my thrusts ... her superb breasts pushing up hard against my body ... and her little tongue darting in and out in my mouth as she warmed to her next climax.
It was a more gentle climax when it came ... and it came at the same time mine did. Our hips heaved together and we pushed up against each other, grinding into each other's bodies as we both came together ... deep, meaningful climaxes that meant a lot! God, I could love this woman forever, I stupidly thought.
I gently rolled off her ... she didn't want me to and tried to roll with me to keep my penis inside her body, but I persisted, and eventually lay back with my arm around her neck, cuddling her and making her feel wanted - which she certainly was!
After a little while recuperating, she turned to me and said, "I hear you're going for officer selection?"
Strange, I thought, not many people know that!
"Hmmm," I nodded, "Why do you ask?"
"I've always wanted to be an officer's wife," she gushed, "and Charles will never make officer - he's not motivated or bright enough."
Aha, I thought, there's more to fucking me than just having a good time ... this woman wants a wedding ring and officer's insignia out of this! Was I willing to chuck in my years of happy marriage to Jill for this woman - glorious fuck that she was and all.
Thinking quickly, I said, "I don't know whether it would be possible for me to make the commission selection if I were a divorcee ... the RAAF's pretty serious about that sort of thing!"
"Oh," came the sad little retort, "Oh well, we had a couple of glorious fucks though, didn't we?"
"And I hope we can have a lot more," I said hopefully, "Will that be possible?"
"Oh, I'm pretty sure of that," she said seductively, kissing me deeply and squirming her beautiful body up against mine. "But, I've had enough for this night, so I think you might have to leave now."
Wow, I thought, you've been dismissed sonny ... time to leave ... but it was only 8.30pm and I couldn't go back to my house as Jill might be entertaining Ray there ... Oh, I know, there's a new movie on at the local theatre ... that should take me up until nearly midnight, giving Jill time for her shenanigans.
With a very meaningful kiss on tiptoes at the front door, as I left, I mosied off to the local movie theatre to a somewhat ignominious finish to my first night with Melanie.
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SHE SAID: .....
As I wasn't too sure at what time Danny would be leaving the house for his assignation with Melanie, I rang Ray and suggested we take in a movie before going back to my home and bedroom. He agreed, and there was a movie playing at the local cinema which the girls, over a coffee morning, had all been giggling as to how sexy it was. I thought that might help Ray and me get into a more sexy mood for the night's events ... not that we needed any extra encouragement.
I was feeling a little strange ... there was a cold stone in the bottom of my stomach, that I interpreted as a bit of jealousy over Danny and Melanie ... after all, she was the most beautiful girl of all of the wives in Penang, and I might have something to worry about.
But this feeling of jealousy immediately vanished as I saw Ray walking up the street towards me as I waited outside the movie theatre. His kiss wasn't as warm as they had been in the past, but I put that down to us being in public and that might have curtailed his ardour a bit.
We got seats in the cinema in the very back row upstairs, and there was no-one around us, having almost the whole back of the theatre to ourselves. This suited us perfectly and I had barely sat down before Ray's hand was down my pants and gently stroking my clitoris. While I held his already hard penis in my hand and was gently stroking it.
I have no idea what the movie was about, and whether it was as sexy as the morning tea ladies reckoned, because I spent the whole 90 minutes of its playing with me having one climax after another ... trying to keep my heavy breathing down to a minimum, and choking back my screams to mere grunts each time I climaxed.
Surprisingly, Ray didn't ejaculate once, despite my steady stroking of his cock, which, for some reason, didn't seem as rock-hard as it normally was.
Anyway, after the movie finished at about 9.30 pm, we made our way down to the taxi rank and made our way home. I thought for sure Danny would have left home for Melanie's well before this, and I was right.
When we arrived home and went inside, Ray immediately took my hand and led me into the bedroom.
At last, he kissed me deeply but, again, I sensed he was holding back with his normal passion.
He slowly undressed me, and smiled as he pulled my soaking wet panties off me ... "A little bit excited, there, girl?" he said smiling, throwing them onto the floor.
He lifted me and placed me gently on the bed, before undressing himself and getting in beside me.
He got up on one elbow and looked at me with that far-away sailor look, yet drilling right into my soul at the same time.
"I've got some bad news," he said. "We've been called to action off North Vietnam, and we sail at first light tomorrow morning."
Oh God ... OH GOD! I thought ... I find the love of my life and You, God, take him away after only four days! OH FUCKING GOD!! YOU FUCKING ARSEHOLE!!!
But, I've never been an outwardly emotional type of person.
"Oh, that's bad luck ... I guess I'll have to find myself another fuck," came out of my mouth involuntarily - I don't know why.
"Umm, I thought we had a closer relationship than that," Ray said, the hurt obvious in his voice, as he turned away from me.
"I was hoping that we could have made farewell love, but obviously that's not going to be the case," he said, as he got out of bed and started to get dressed.
I just couldn't bring myself to call him back to bed ... the hurt was too deep ... so I just laid there, broken-hearted, and unable to tell him what was going through my mind.
"Bye, my sweet," he said, as he kissed me gently on my forehead. "It's been a wonderful time for me, and you can thank the Navy and the bloody Viet Cong for it being cut short."
And, with that, he turned and walked out the door ... and out of my life, never to be seen again (or so I thought).
The emotions running through my body, making me cold all over, slowly began to turn to what my life was going to be after-Ray ... and that little cold stone of jealousy over Danny fucking the arse off Melanie as I lay there, shattered, suddenly roared back into a life of its own!
I crawled out of bed, put on a nightgown, went into the lounge room, and wrapped myself around the outside of a very large gin & tonic ... followed by a few (lot?) more G&Ts as I sat there, waiting for Danny to come home ... getting more and more furious with him the longer I waited (and the more G&Ts I consumed). My anger was interspersed with uncontrollable sobbing over the departure of Ray from my life.
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HE SAID: .....
After leaving Melanie's, I drove down to the cinema and sat through the late session of the most inane Italian movie I have ever been forced to watch. It was supposed to be "sexy" but, as with most Italian attempts at movie-making in those days, it was anything but sexy - it was, in fact, quite hilarious every time the plot turned to the subject of sex.
It was enough to bring me down from the euphoric state I was in post-Melanie, and my mind turned to just how Jill had taken the news that Ray and HMAS Dukedom were leaving on the first tide tomorrow.
You see, in my job as a radio intelligence operative for the Five Eyes Consortium (Five Eyes = USA, Britain, Canada, Australia & New Zealand), I had known about Ray's departure ever since that first morning when I had met him and sensed the attraction between Jill and he.
So, I had checked with my Naval counterpart at work and found out that Dukedom was leaving for Vietnam duties tomorrow morning ... something I had cheekily kept to myself and not told Jill. It was a somewhat fun way to teach her of Hugh Hefner's teachings of "not to get involved".
So, I drove home and walked into the house to find a quite drunk and highly emotional Jill sitting on the lounge chair, nursing what I could only guess was a very large gin & tonic.
"Where the fuck have you been?" scorched from her lips in what looked like becoming one of her very rare vile tempers.
"As you well know ... I've been making love to the most beautiful European woman in Malaysia ... then, because I knew you'd be here fucking the arse off your sailor boyfriend, I took in the worst Italian movie ever made, and now I've come home to you," I answered in my most officious Warrant Officer voice.
"Ooooh ... YOU CUNT!" she shouted at me, picking up the nearest thing she could find and hurling it at me. It was her much prized, hand-carved fruit bowl, and it smashed to smithereens as I easily dodged it and it hit the wall behind me. I might add that Jill had been a representative pitcher for Western Australia's ladies baseball team, and she would've probably killed me with the fruit bowl had she not been so drunk!
"You can sleep in the spare room for the rest of our marriage," she snarled at me. "And don't think you'll ever get to slip your tiny little prick in my magnificent cunt ever again ... that is Ray's territory now, and will be his for all eternity!"
So that, people, is how our venture into wife swapping a la Hugh Hefner nearly ended up ... I said "nearly".
The three months that I spent in purgatory were not all that bad. With being alone in my own bedroom without the distraction of sex, I got to finish my exams for Officer candidature and eventually got my Commission.
I also continued to fuck Melanie on a regular basis ... both in her spare bedroom and in the back seat of my car, but that, like all things too good to be true, eventually faded out. But we did get to swap nasties a few years later when we had a reunion in Perth, WA ... but that's for another story.
And Jill had a happy ending to her affair with Ray. One month after I was banished, the phone rang early one morning, and guess who it was. Good old CPO Ray Adern on HMAS Dukedom, which had finished its tour of Vietnamese waters, and was back in port in Penang for two whole weeks.
They fucked each other's arses off for a full fourteen days... but that, also, is another story.
Needless to say, after Ray's reawakening of my wife's libido on his second tour of her body, she remained as horny as hell after he left and couldn't exist with me and my big cock only a bedroom away. We remain happily married to this very day ... but we're still wife-swapping on a regular, if very selective, basis. And, folks, that ALSO is another story!
