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She came twice, her body surrendering completely. By evening, in the bedroom, it was missionary—intimate, eyes locked as he moved slowly, then fast, grinding his pubic bone against her clit until she begged. “Harder… please!” He obliged, pounding until they both shattered. The day blurred into a marathon of forbidden ecstasy—shower sex, where water slicked their bodies, his cock sliding in from behind; oral on the stairs, his tongue devouring her until she squirted; quickies in every room, each more intense than the last.

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He wouldn’t have been able to describe the sensation if anyone had asked him to, but it started somewhere in the pit of his stomach and tickled him lightly in the groin. Gavin had been a sucker for outdoor sex since Marie had introduced him to it years ago, and now he was mounting this swing, grunting and growling like an animal, hoping someone would hear them, wishing someone would see them. He was a sucker for having his wife straddle his waist, wrap her long legs around him and lean back, the momentum thrusting them forth, swinging them as if they both were young, but mostly as if she were much younger than she was.

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

I thrashed wildly, squirting violently across his arm and chest in powerful, repeated gushes that left the bench drenched. Elena and Alex arrived as the frenzy peaked. They took their seats as Marcus moved me to the sex swing. Suspended and utterly helpless, my body dangled while he flogged every inch, tits bouncing with each strike, ass and spread pussy lips glowing red. Hot wax poured in thick streams over my clamped nipples, stomach, and dripping holes. Electro-stim pads delivered intense, rhythmic shocks across my most sensitive areas. Marcus fucked me swinging with primal force: deep, cervix-battering pussy thrusts that made my heavy tits bounce violently; brutal anal reaming that left

Brad knew now that he wanted to show the entire house what a stud he could be, including his wife who was likely done getting fucked in the other room. Grabbing Kathy’s hips he threw her face down onto the bed and then pulled her onto her hands and knees. She eagerly spread her legs and smiled at him. With one quick movement his cock sank deep into her waiting pussy. It was tight and hot and felt incredible. “Don’t hold back, baby...fuck me HARD!” she yowled. The other members in the room were watching eagerly and Brad found himself enjoying being the star attraction of the group of swingers. “Fuck baby...that’s amazing,” he heard Jim’s voice from behind him.

~Christopher’s POV~ I lay beside my wife, regretting my actions once more, but this time there was nothing I could do to undo what I’d already done. The fucking control was something I failed to maintain. I couldn't let her down. But, on the other hand, how long would she be willing to put up with it? I was terrified that I would lose her, and now I am even more terrified than I was before. As she drifted off to sleep, I stared at her. She was flawless in every way. What was she doing at the swingers’ club if she wasn’t having sex? You might wonder? People who frequent such establishments do so in order to have sex. Camille never had sex. My first cherry-popping experience, and it had to be

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Meanwhile, our bodies united in perfect rhythm as my throbbing dick plunged deep into her core. My pace quickened, and I thrust with abandon, each drive more fervent than the last. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room as the swing knocked against the ceiling. My girl matched my hunger, embracing each thrust and craving more. Her arousal coated us both, and our movements became slick and frenzied.

He yanked my hips up and entered me from behind, his thick cock stretching me, filling me completely. He fucked me hard, his hips slapping against my ass, his hands gripping my hips so hard I knew I would have bruises. He reached around and his fingers found my clit, rubbing it in hard, fast circles. The vibrators on my nipples were still buzzing, a constant, overwhelming sensation. “Now,” he grunted, his rhythm becoming erratic. “Come for me now. Come all over my cock like the marked little slut you are.”