Wife Swapping (3)

Final part of our wife swapping weekend.

It was 5am on Sunday morning and I was awake. I couldn't sleep and the rain was absolutely bouncing down outside which was no surprise considering where we were. My parents used to bring me to Scotland on holiday when I was a girl. My dad used to say. "If you can see the mountains it's going to rain, and if you cannot see them, it's raining" The sound of rain on the roof of a mobile holiday home is quite relaxing I thought, as long as you don't have to go out in it.

I didn't get a shower immediately, I needed one because I felt sticky between the legs and smelled of sex. I hate that unmistakable musky fishy like odour created by your own natural vaginal secretions and male semen from the previous nights fuck. Chris calls it 'Smelling of sex', He'd kiss me in the morning when we woke, start cuddling and spooning me as he got inevitably aroused. His cock would feel like a broom handle in your back. Then he would tell me my pussy smelled of sex, How bloody romantic being told you need to shower in an indirect way. I used to think to myself "What a twat you are Chris". But it made him want to fuck me rather than be repulsed. To me it made me want to change the fucking sheets.

I didn't want to wake the others though, so I put the knickers that were on the bedroom floor from yesterday back on, and a bathrobe. I would shower when everyone was up. I went to make a drink as quietly as possible. I sat drinking coffee whilst watching a seagull dancing on one leg in the rain outside. It is broad daylight by 5am in Scotland at that time of year, the day's felt so long.

A short while later I heard movement and Lisa appeared from their room also wearing a bathrobe.

"Are you alright babes" she asked me.

"Yes I am fine sweetie" I assured her "just couldn't sleep, do you want a coffee".

I was lying though, I wasn't alright at all. I was getting pretty pissed off at what we were doing and very confused. I just didn't understand how it seemed to be only me who was struggling with all of this. To the men it was just sex, just having a good time with their mates wives. I felt hollowed out emotionally.

I made Lisa a drink and we sat quietly chatting. I was trying to work out without saying it outright if she felt the same. But I don't think she did.

"Lisa can I say something, this sleeping as a twosome makes me feel jealous. I'm struggling because I cannot see if Chris is getting emotionally involved"

She looked at me with a startled look. "Is that how you really feel" she asked.

"At the moment, yes. I absolutely love you guys, don't get me wrong, but I just feel so detached"

"Look Holly, you have to listen to me here. If you are so unhappy stop this game now, it's fine by me and it will be fine with Mike. But understand this, and there is no way to say this other than bluntly. Chris fucked me senseless last night up both holes, but it was just a primeval urge, there was no love in it, he didn't try to kiss me, or be emotional with me. There was no bond like I see when he is with you, He fucked me, and when he was done he fell asleep. it was just sex for him like it was for me"

I thought about me and Mike last night and I thought, "Oh yeah, Mike was like that, I get it"

Lisa had made me feel a little more positive. I think I needed reassurance that what Chris was doing with her was anything other than falling for her.

"You know what the best thing for you is in the world of swinging, Holly?"

"Go on I said"

"It's to swing as a group together not as a pair in private like we are now, then you would see just how unemotional Chris is when he is fucking another woman. Let me speak with Mike who can speak with Chris, then tonight we can swing as a foursome" when we have finished we can both sleep with our proper husbands and share proper intimacy" .

I knew that what Lisa was saying was the answer to my emotional issue, I just knew.

We spent the day together this time visiting a local attraction. Lisa explained to Chris and Mike how I was feeling and how it was affecting me. Chris pulled me to one side and apologised. "I never realised sweetheart" he told me. "Please forgive me."

There was nothing to forgive. I gave him a big hug. We had tried swinging as a wife swapping couple. Now we were going to swing as a foursome. Me and Lisa connived between us to give the men in our lives everything they could want. It was our final night of this long weekend, and we were determined to make it fun and filthy. Lisa asked me if I was prepared to have sex with her. I wasn't keen, I had always made it clear I wasn't bi-sexual.

"I'm sorry Lisa. I'd be so far out of my comfort zone. I love you as my friend." She accepted my decision.

The evening began in the same vane as the previous two. We poured ourselves drinks and sat chatting in the sitting room. Lisa suggested cards again and 'Chase the ace'. It worked last time to break the ice, so we all agreed. The card game 'Chase the ace' I used to play in my dinner hour at school with some friends, we used to call it 'Knuckles'. Same game, but at school if you lost everyone picked a card, whatever that card value was they got to rap you across the knuckles that number of times with the whole pack of cards. There was many an afternoon school session begin with girls with sore knuckles. Our teacher used to despair. "I'll never understand you girls," she would say.
As a result though, I became quite good at card watching, and that was a skill I was going to put to good use tonight.

I was quite tipsy by the time we got the game underway, but my card watching skills served me well. I lost my socks and that was it. Idiot boy husband of mine 'Chris' lost all his clothes again. Lisa was down to her bra and knickers, Mike had his shirt left. When we had finished we were all very turned on.

"It's not right you being fully clothed when we're not" Mike said to me.

I shuffled over to Mike and he began to undress me. "The winner goes into the bedroom and fetches the KY Jelly for me and Chris to use"

I got myself undressed with Mike's help and went to get the tube of lubrication jelly . Meanwhile Lisa had stripped as well.

"Us two ladies want to be fucked senseless tonight " Lisa announced laughing.

"Happy to oblige" Mike replied. "He looked at me, "Get on all fours" he ordered as he smeared KY Jelly over his cock.

I did as Mike said, but I wondered what Chris would make of this. Lisa had told me Chris went up her arse last night, but I had never let him up mine. Now his best mate was about to do to his wife what he had never done, for the second time.

Chris watched as Mike got behind me and eased his cock into my anus. It went up much easier than it did last night. It was a little uncomfortable as I was stretched open, but it was so much easier. It felt even more intense this time with us being in a different position. I could see Chris and Lisa watching from the corner of my eye as Mike began thrusting deep into my anus. Chris was erect and stroking his cock. My head and shoulders were pushed down towards the floor so my back was completely arched, As a result Mike seemed to go even deeper. I wondered how deep can he actually go. The pressure I felt internally was immense. His cock felt like it was in my stomach.
Lisa signalled to Chris that she was ready. She got on all fours a few feet away facing me and Chris got behind her. Me and Lisa made eye contact and smiled at each other as Chris went into her back passage.

Me and Lisa were fucked in the anus for a good 15 minutes before Mike pulled out of me. I was a little unsure if he had cum or not, it didn't feel like he had. I got up and went to the toilet whilst he cleaned himself in the shower. When I got back Chris and Lisa were still at it. Mike came back and told me to get on the floor on my back. I did as he said, He forced my legs open with his knees and went up my cunt.

"I'm going to cum into you this way tonight" he whispered to me. I want to cum in your sexy pussy. Mike began to fuck me as Chris and Lisa finished. They both disappeared to the shower and toilet leaving me and Mike alone on the floor. The tempo of Mikes thrusting rose very fast, he was clearly ready to cum and wasn't going to last long, he certainly wasn't going to try and hold off.

"You're a proper filthy bitch aren't you" he whispered. "Chris never told me he had married a slut"

I wasn't offended, it was just dirty talk by him to heighten his arousal as I was being banged. I was well used to Chris talking to me like that in bed.

"Ohhhhhhh Fucccccck," he moaned as he shot his load into me. He stopped thrusting and held me by the shoulders, his dick softening before finally slipping out. He helped me up and gave me a playful slap across the backside as he walked past. I rushed to the bathroom to wipe using my knickers to stop his cum leaking out of me on the way. He thought that was funny.

We all sat around after that in our undies chatting into the night. We agreed to do this again, but on a one night basis and to swing as a group next time.

It had been a good weekend, not totally as planned, and it did raise some issues for me. But it was the start of our swinging journey that continued until me and Chris decided to have kids a few years later.