"Neighborly"

"What about tonight?" Maggie asked, smiling with delight. "You don't have plans, do you?"

He may not have had any plans at the moment, but when he checked his phone in about an hour, Jake would find a text from Kimmie asking him to come over tonight at 9pm to talk about the upcoming online event.

"You know where I live," Maggie said, backing away slowly, smiling. "Come by at nine."

And with an even wider smirk, she gave him a wink, turned, and ran off."
 
Jake

When Jake got the text from Kimmie, wanting him to come over at nine o'clock, he texted her back.

"I have plans at nine. Is there any way I could come over earlier?"

He hoped she would say that was okay...he didn't want to cancel on Maggie. If Kimmie said no, he'd probably have to stop by Maggie's house and see if he could come by another time. He'd already committed to doing Kimmie's show, and he wouldn't feel right blowing that off.

This whole situation was pretty crazy. On one hand, he had two sexy women around his age wanting him to fuck on camera, and on the other, a smoking hot older lady wanting to show him how to fuck. How the hell did get so popular with women all of the sudden? With women who wanted sex?

Jake knew he was a fairly decent looking guy. In the past he'd never had problems dating, and of course, he'd had a steady girlfriend for quite awhile, but never anything like this.

It was this place. Bailey Ridge was different, Jake realized. That had to be the answer. A hotspot of sexual activity.

He took another drink from the water fountain and then chuckled to himself, thinking, "Maybe it's something in the water."

He shrugged, and went back to his run. He'd check his text when he got home.
 
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Kimmie and Sophia Rogers; Maggie O'Connor with Jake Darrett

Kimmie opened the text she got, read it twice to ensure she hadn't read it wrong the first time, then chuckled. Sofia, who was dressed in a sexy, mostly-not-there teddy, looked up from the promotional sex toys she was arranging for an advertisement to ask, "What's so funny?"

"I think our boy is anxious to get inside you," Kimmie answered. "He wants to come early."

She laughed at how that sounded, Sofia did, too, and they traded cumming early premature ejaculations jokes for a minute or so. When the humor lessened and the premiere thought filling her brain returned, Kimmie asked, "You're sure you're up for this, Sof'?"

The younger of the two cousins thought for a moment, nodded, and said with a sincere tone Kimmie knew well, "I've been wanting to lose my virginity for a couple of years now, cuz. You know that, only, you wouldn't let me."

"You know why," Kimmie defended without hesitation. "I waited until I was 18, and it was hard because I knew what my parents were. I've known they were swingers all my life."

"I've known, too, Kimmie--"

"No, not all your life, and you're two years younger than me," Kimmie cut in, turning to take Sofia's hand and lead her to sit on the studio bed. "And you didn't grow up knowing it because mom and dad didn't want you to know. You only knew after I finally told you, and I got into big shit with them when I did."

Kimmie pulled her cousin into her for a loving embrace, and when they separated, she kissed Sofia softly on the mouth, then a bit more erotically with their tongues gently touching, gently dancing between painted lips. Kimmie asked with a knowing smirk, "Remember our first time together?"

Sofia giggled and blushed, diverting her eyes. Speaking about the night of her 18th, she answered, "My birthday."

"You were so brave," Kimmie told her cousin, again kissing her with mouths opened. "Your first time ... and live, on camera. I was very proud of you."

"I loved you, Kimmie," Sofia reminded her, moving in closer to lay hands upon her cousin in a way cousins shouldn't, even if they were consenting adults and living in a state where such incest wasn't illegal. "I wanted you so badly."

Kimmie began undressing the younger woman as the passion rose quickly between them, and between erotic kisses Sofia whispered, "Didn't you have to return Jake's text?"

Sliding a hand between her cousin's thighs to find warmth and wetness, Kimmie whispered, "Already did. I told him Nine or none."



Maggie smiled widely as she opened the door and found Jake standing there. She teased, "Anxious are we?"

He began to explain that he wouldn't be able to make it later, that he had plans, but she cut him off, knowingly saying as she gestured him inside, "You have a date with one of the girls, and you don't want to break it off."

Maggie gestured him to follow her, and she led him deeper into the house. They entered a room that had walls and show cases packed with all sorts of sports trophies and memorabilia. "Robert, that's my husband ... oh, by the way, I didn't mention it but I'm married."

She looked to Jake to see what his reaction was. He'd only been in Bailey Ridge a day, so it was very possible he'd never seen a man at this address.
 
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Jake's jaw dropped at the realization of what Maggie just told him. She had a husband!

"You're...married? But...but why would you say you wanted to...you know...with me, if you're married?"

Jake was dumbfounded. A married woman had offered sex to have sex with him!

"Maybe this isn't such a good idea," Jake said, "I don't want any trouble...and if your husband found out..."

The bad thing was, he still wanted to have sex with her, even knowing she was married...but the consequences could end up being more than he could handle. The last thing he wanted was some pissed off husband hunting him down and wanting to beat the crap out of him.

"Umm...I better go..." Jake told Maggie, "before your husband comes home."
 
Maggie wasn't entirely shocked at Jake's reaction.

"Umm...I better go..." Jake told Maggie, "before your husband comes home."

"Relax, Jake," she tried to reassure him, turning to move his way slowly as she said, "My husband and I have an open marriage. Do you know what that means? If means we can have sex with other people, so long as we are cautious and discrete."

That was true and so untrue at the same time that Maggie almost wanted to laugh. She moved up close to him again, pressing her recently showered and deliciously smelling body up against his as one hand reached around behind him to cup and squeeze a muscular ass cheek. She giggled again, then stood on her toes to kiss him softly on the lips for a brief moment before again dropping to her flat feet.

"C'mon, I need to shower," she told him, despite having done so just after the run on the trail. She tempted Jake, "Join me?"
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake listened to her explanation about having an open marriage. He wasn't sure if this was true or not, but when she came up to him and kissed him, while grabbing his ass, any resistance he had to the idea crumbled.

His cock was already stiffening after the kiss, and when she mentioned showering, and asked him to join her, he nodded in reply, his nervousness not allowing him to answer verbally.

She took his hand, and lead the way...
 
Maggie's plan for Jake had been to get him into her bed tonight while three GoPro cameras recording their fuck and suck session. She and her husband used the devices for recording sporting events, vacations, and -- to be honest -- their own adventures in bed. Maggie wanted to fully document her revenge sex and even planned on editing it into a porn style video, highlighting all the nasty things she and Jake did for her cheating husband's horror.

But she hadn't expected the teen to show up for more than 7 hours, so the cameras were still in the protective carrying case in the closet safe. That wasn't going to stop her from enjoying the young man, though. She'd promised to educate him, and that was what she was going to do.

"Treating your girl right is about more than just getting her naked and putting your penis in her, Jake," Maggie began once they'd left the sports room and traveled the hall to the married couple's beautiful, lavish bedroom. She stopped him near the end of a large, vintage canopy bed, pressed into him for another erotic kiss, then told him with a purring tone, "You have to seduce her, make her feel comfortable, while also making her so hot that to back out in a moment of fear or doubt would be impossible."

Maggie began to undress Jake from what he'd changed into after he'd returned home for his own shower. She asked him bluntly and with a sly smile, "When you got home ... after our run together ... did you masturbate to fantasies about having sex with me?"
 
"Yes," he admitted, blushing. After the run, and her offer of fucking him, he had stroked himself to orgasm in the shower, imagining taking Maggie every which way...her riding him, from behind, getting a blowjob....finally it had been too much and he'd came all over the shower wall.

She undressed him, until he stood nude before her, his erection standing proudly at full mast. She looked down at it, seeming pleased at what she saw.

Jake's heart was racing fiercely in his chest, as she reached out for a moment to touch the tip of his cock, causing him to shudder in anticipation.
 
"Good," Maggie said when Jake admitted to having beat off to fantasies of her. "That's a good thing, Jake she said as she continued undressing him. "When you are trying to impress a new girl, one you haven't had sex with yet or haven't seen in some time, one you want to enjoy her time with you, you should masturbate within an hour of having sex with her. It will improve your endurance with her once you begin making love."

By now, Jake was naked, having pushed his shoes off with the toes of the opposite feet and having had his shirt pulled over his head and his shorts and underwear shed by Maggie herself. She studied his rigidly solid erection a moment before reaching out to gently caress her fingertips upon its bulbous head and sensitive underside. It twitched, and Maggie chuckled.

"You have a beautiful cock, Jake," she complimented as she took a step back and began undressing her own self. As she shed her loose fitting cropped tee, then shorts, then sports bra and panties, she told him, "Women love a beautiful cock, Jake. They'll lay there in bed with you and study it and touch and caress it if you'll let them ... and you will let them. They are just as fascinated, maybe even more so, than guys are about breasts or labia or even a swollen clit."

She was naked before Jake now, her delicious, well rounded body on full display to him. She was shorter than him at 5'8", her athletic body measuring out at 36-26-36. If her pussy hadn't been bald he would have been able to tell that the dark auburn hair cascading down upon her firm, well rounded C-cup breasts was the color Mother Nature had gifted her.

Maggie looked to Jake with her deep green eyes and a happy smile resulting from the way he looked at her. She turned slowly, giving him a long moment to enjoy the curves that had lured so many men to her, including the husband upon whom she was preparing to engage in vengeful infidelity.

"Do you like what you see, Jake?" she asked when her back was to him, turning her head to look upon him as he answered. She smiled wider again, coming full circle, then stepping up closer to him. She took one of his hands and laid it upon a breast, instructing him on how to caress and pinch without seeming as though he'd never touch a tittie before. "Touching a woman's breast is about pleasuring her and about showing her you find her womanly features beautiful ... pleasing ... magical even. Woman have boobs, men don't."

She chuckled, clarifying, "Well, some men do, but, you know what I mean.
Point is, men's fascinations with women's breasts are of the same reason women have fascinations with penises: they don't have one of their own."

Maggie gently guided Jake's hand, telling him, "Never act as though you've never touched one before. Show confidence and familiarity. You're not going to hurt her feelings by implying that you spend every night touching other women's boobs."
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake ran his hands over Maggie's breasts, feeling her nipple harden against his palms. He looked into her eyes, as he fondled them. Then, on impulse, he removed his hand from one of her breasts, and replaced it with his mouth, enveloping her nipple between his lips, licking as sucking.

His other hand continued to fondle and play with Maggie's nipple, and then he traded, giving the other attention as well. His eyes looked up at her face questioningly, as if asking if she was enjoying what he was doing.
 
Maggie purred at the feel of the young man's warm, wet lips upon her nipples. She moved her hands to his head, holding him to her bosom, whispering, "That's nice, Jake. Oh, that's nice."

She let him suckle on her nipples, moving between them, then pulled his head back and leaned in to press her mouth to his in a deeply erotic kiss. She dipped her body downward, caught the head of his cock against her belly near the divot there and then raised and pressed inward. His hard rock erection was pressed firmly between their bodies as the kiss and embrace continued.

Maggie suddenly realized that she hadn't been so hot for a man in years. Oh, sure, she and Robert had an active and happy sex life, and -- being one of the most prolifically swapped women in the Club -- she got more than her share of cock and, compared to women not in the community, far more than her share.

But there was something about this situation, whether it was the revenge aspect or simply going outside the Club or fucking the son of a neighbor or the fact that Jake was practically still a kid that made this moment so hot that she had to have him inside her, right now.

Maggie pushed the teen away from her, then moved closer and gave him a playful shove back toward the bed, saying with a smile, "Next lesson."
 
Jake fell back onto the bed, sitting down at the end. Maggie motioned for him to move up and lay down, so he did as she asked.

Maggie the crawled up the bed and lay atop him, kissing him passionately, her legs straddling the outside of his. Jake's erection was pinned beneath Maggie's belly as they made out. She began to move slowly, grinding her belly against his cock, making him gasp in pleasure against her lips. He moaned softly while she ground harder against his cock, and shivered at how she was making him feel
 
Maggie giggled suddenly, burying her face into Jake's next for a few seconds as her body went still. Finally lifting her head, she told him bluntly, "I'm sorry, Jake, but I need to cum on you so badly."

She lifted enough to reach a hand down in between their bodies to grasp his cock. Putting it at her pussy, she confessed, "This isn't going to be much of a lesson, but you're going to enjoy it all the same."

And with a grimace filling her face at the feel of his larger-than-Robert's cock penetrating her days-ignored pussy, Maggie pushed her body downward upon him, slowly swallowing his full length in a very long, slow movement.
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake's body shuddered in pleasure at the feel of Maggie's pussy engulfing his hard cock. Once his full length was inside her, Maggie started to rotate her hips, causing another moan to escape him.

If he had not masturbated earlier he probably would have came right then, as the feel of her pussy gripping him was amazing. but as it was, he was able to continue, and eventually start to thrust upwards inside her.

He wanted to make sure she enjoyed..she had said she wanted to cum, and he didn't want to disappoint her. His hands reached around to grip her ass cheeks, as he started to thrust harder. He watched her wonderful tits bounce up and down as they found a rhythm to match one another...
 
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What was happening between Maggie and Jake wasn't at all what her intention had been; she'd lured him to her home with the promise of a sexual education as a path to punishing her husband with recordings of her and a boy fucking in their bed.

But Maggie found herself throwing all of that out, the revenge and the lessons, in exchange for a quick rush toward explosive euphoria. She pressed her hands with splayed fingers against the mattress on either side of Jake's chest, then arched her back and slid down his body a bit in an effort to gain the maximum pressure and friction of his shaft against her clit, and then began bouncing her lower body into his as fast and hard as she could.

She was almost immediately crying out, first to the pain of his cock stretching her out, then to the incredible pleasure the teen's cock was causing her. There was no finesse involved; Maggie was using Jake's cock in a very utilitarian manner, not she she figured he cared as it had to feel incredible to him as well.

She broke out in her second sweat of the morning, this one much sweeter than the previous one. She grasped one of Jake's hands after another, pressing them to her big tits to stop the back and forth of the C-cup orbs that was becoming so distracting to her nearing climax.

Despite his confession to having beat off in the shower, Maggie heard and felt Jake's orgasm as his cock exploded within her. She'd considered the logical need for having him wear a condom before inviting him to her bed, but she'd made the calculated decision that his sexual history deemed it less than necessary.

"Don't stop!" Maggie demanded as the pleasure overwhelming Jake's body became obvious and his coordinated movements with her began to wane. She was suddenly back into education mode as she told him between strained breaths, "You never ... stop...! Not until ... your lover ... cums ... with you!"

Of course, her direction was far less about Jake's future lovers' delight and far more about the orgasm that was just seconds away. Maggie sped her own movements again, and in half a minute or so she gasped loudly at the explosion that ripped through her. She began to lose control of her body, and after a few seconds collapsed down upon her revenge lover's torso, still crying out as the euphoria Jake had enjoyed was now filling her.
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake wanted to warn Maggie when he was about to cum, but he never got the chance. It happened too hard and too fast, and all he could do was let out an animalistic grunt as he let loose inside her.

In his pleasure, he'd almost lost focus, but Maggie urged him on with her words, and keeping him on task. He kept thrusting, his hands gripping her tits tightly.

Suddenly, Maggie let out a loud gasp, and Jake felt her whole body shudder atop his. She abruptly collapsed on top of him as she cried out in pleasure, and he felt her pussy spasming all around him. Did she just cum? He thought she had, and it was amazing.

They both lay there, breathing heavily and trying to catch their breaths. A feeling of bliss overtook Jake...he wished he could lay here all day with Maggie, having sex. He looked at the bedside clock and saw it wasn't even quite noon yet. Maybe they could." He'd only started his run and met Maggie about five hours ago.

"A long time until nine o'clock," he thought, smiling.

He looked into Maggie's eyes, and smiling mischievously, he said, "I think we need to do that a couple more times yet today...just to make sure I'm doing it right."

"After all...practice makes perfect...right?"
 
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It had been some time, weeks, perhaps a couple or a few months since Maggie had cum so hard, and it had come -- cum? -- with the cock and hands of a teenage boy. Later, she could think on this more, on how an 18 year old who, by his own admission, had only been inside a woman's pussy once, would have driven her to such a spectacular orgasm. But right now the only thing in Maggie's mind was a spinning, disorienting sense of euphoric wonder.

When at last she lifted her head to look into his eyes, Jake suggested, "I think we need to do that a couple more times yet today...just to make sure I'm doing it right."

Maggie laughed, a strained laugh as she was still feeling the effects of the incredible orgasm. He told her, "After all...practice makes perfect...right?"

"Yes, practice makes perfect, Jake," she agreed, giggling as she kissed at his mouth, then at his neck. She struggled to lift her still trembling body up to sit atop his groin, telling him with a joyous certainty, "And we're going to practice again and again until we get this perfect. Which, judging by what just happened, won't be hard to achieve."

Maggie returned to rocking and rolling her body up and down Jake's groin but with a slow, deliberate pace intended to pull his cock out until only the head remained, then slowly take his fell length in once again. She told him, "Not every girl cums like that. Some never cum at all. It's a shame, of course, but it happens. I have a girlfriend who's never experienced an orgasm at the hands of another person ... not even with me."

She smiled at Jake's reaction to her admission that she'd had sex with another female but moved on with a personal question, "Who are these two girls you wanna fuck? Do they know each other?"
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

"I'm not sure I should say," he replied. "I mean, they're both adults, but...well, I don't think they'd want me to tell anyone who they are...but, yes. They do know each other."

He suddenly moaned as he cock almost slipped fully out of Maggie only to be taken back in all the way to the base. Being young, he had a pretty good recharge time, but even he was surprised at how fast he was starting to get hard again.

His hands gripped her thighs, as he felt her pussy clench around him, his cock fully hard once more, coaxed that way from Maggie's attentions. He wanted to try everything with her...whatever she was willing to teach him.
 
"Kimmie and Sofia Rogers," Maggie said with a knowing tone. She watched for his reaction, and the young man's expression and body language gave her her answer. She smiled wider, telling him, "Good choice. Beautiful girls."

She wanted so badly to tell Jake that she and Robert had had discussions about bedding the either of the two girls themselves. Per the rules of the Bailey Ridge Swingers Club, Kimmie and Sofia -- now of legal age -- could individually partake of the fun to be offered by either individual members of a BRSC couple of of both, as a threesome. The only stipulation of a one-to-one encounter was that the other half of the couple -- the spouse -- had to have knowledge of and had to give permission, otherwise it was just your basic cheating event.

Of course, if she had understood that the two cousins were already lovers to one another, Maggie and Robert's fantasies might have been very much different. Although it only happened rarely, the Club had had trysts that had included blood relatives, either in separate beds or in the same bed. There were no rules about incest in Bailey Ridge, even though only a handful of them had enthusiastically engaged in it during the time Maggie herself had lived here.

"I think it's time for another lesson," Maggie said, lifting herself to eject Jake's cock from her pussy and rolling to her back. She urged him up and down the bed, then stacked the pillows against the headboard and laid back into them, parting her thighs wide to put her swollen, glistening pussy on full display. "Cunninglingus ... eating pussy ... is an easy thing to do but a difficult thing to do well. Shall we begin our lesson?"
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake had never done this before. Eating pussy. The most he'd done before he and his ex had sex was fingering her to orgasm. She'd never let him try it, and he'd been curious. Now was his time.

He leaned forward, between Maggie's legs, and took an experimental lick. Maggie shivered, and Jake smiled. He then began licking and sucking in earnest, paying attention to her labia.

Jake had watched enough porn to know what a clit looked like, but seeing it up close and personal was a totally different experience. While licking, his nose brushed up against it, and Maggie's whole body shuddered, and she moaned. Using her noises as a guide, Jake began to concentrate on licking and sucking her clit, and Maggie's body went wild. Her legs pressed against the sides of his head, and her hips began to rotate slightly.

Jake started going back and forth between his tongue exploring her labia, and moving back up to her clit. Then he pushed his tongue between her lips, and inside, before doing it all over again, licking her juices clean. He did this for several minutes, back and forth.

He heard Maggie cry out , her legs shaking, as she was getting close, her hips buckling, and he sucked her clit again to intensify and make it last longer. Finally, she cried out, and Jake knew to keep going, as Maggie's orgasm approached...
 
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Jake was a fucking natural at this ... with a little direction, at least.

The first few weeks of their sexual relationship while at University, Robert just simply hadn't been able to get Maggie off with his mouth upon her pussy. She had had to direct almost every movement of the man's lips, tongue, and fingers upon her clit and upon and within her labia, and to make matters worse, she'd had to do it each and every time he'd gone down on her. The man simply couldn't take and remember direction.

Maggie had finally just given up on enjoying cunninglingus. If she wanted to cum, she'd had to take control and get the job done herself, usually by laying her future husband on his back, mounting his cock, and pleasuring her own clit until she exploded.

"Oh, Jake, that's nice ... that's nice," Maggie found herself moaning after giving the young man some basic direction on pressure, speed, and movement. The man listened and heard and performed like no man -- whether teenaged or twice Maggie's age -- had ever done before. Her compliments soon replaced her directions entirely, as she continued with, "My God, Jake, yes, you're so good at this, keep going."

After just three or four minutes, an unheard of short period of time, Maggie realized she was going to cum. She was going to orgasm to the tongue lashings upon her pussy of an 18 years old who was a cunninglingus virgin! She asked between strained breaths, "Are you sure ... you haven't ... done this before ... Jake...? Fuck ... oh fuck!"

The pleasure that had been slowly building within her began to rise exponentially, and Maggie's powerful thighs closed tightly around the young genius's head, holding him in place with the additional support of a hand that moved to the top of his skull. She began chanting Don't stop and I'm gonna cum with no real pattern, adding on occasion the combination of them as Don't stop when I cum!

And then, as her entire body began to tense and she drew a long breath which she head, Maggie used her powerful abdominals to arch her upper body off the mattress, put both of her hands upon her lover-in-training's head near the back of her neck, and held him in place, fearful that he might stop ... and released the air in a cry loudly enough that a neighbor walking their dog or retrieving their mail would surely have heard. As the euphoria ripped through her, Maggie drew, held, and released a dozen or so deep breaths as loud gasps of delight before finally and slowly falling back to lay upon the mattress as an ecstasy she hadn't enjoyed in years washed over her.

She wasn't entirely sure how long her climax had lasted, but it had been longer than normal by far. And she wasn't entirely sure what took place between her and Jake in those first moments after she released her clamping thighs from his hand. Maggie's mind was simply overwhelmed by what the boy had done to her down yonder...

...and she already knew she wasn't willing to share him with the two little girls from #1 Bailey Ridge Circle.
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

Jake moved back up to Maggie, kissing her. "Hope I did okay, and that was good for you. I know since it was my first time doing it, I probably need more practice." Her reply was just a kiss and a huge smile, as she was still recovering from her orgasm.

Her cries of pleasure when she'd cum had gotten him rock hard, and he wanted to fuck her again. This time, it was he who was on top, as he slid his cock into her.

He was becoming more confident in his performance, having made her orgasm at least twice, and he had no hesitation as he began to thrust in and out of her pussy with long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before ramming it back in.

Still very sensitive from her previous orgasm, Maggie shuddered with each stroke, and her legs wrapped around his ass, pulling him tighter. He kept at this for several minutes, body covered in a sheen of sweat from his exertions, as Maggie urged him on with her noises...moans, gasps, and cries of pleasure.

Before too long, he felt that familiar sensation...he felt his own orgasm coming, and he fucked her faster, wanting her to cum again...to cum with him.

"I'm...gonna...cum," he panted, and her legs tightened around him. With a loud cry of his own, he felt his own orgasm overwhelm him, shooting multiple jets of cum deep inside her. His orgasm seemed to trigger her own, her cries mingling with his, as her pussy contracted around him, as if trying to milk every last drop from him.

Once finished, he collapsed on to the bed next to her, thinking to himself that there had never been as good a day as today...
 
Maggie's body had erupted a third time, not nearly as dramatically but most definitely with great delight just moments before her new lover declared, "I'm...gonna...cum."

She grasped his body tightly, and as she felt his cock begin leaping inside of her, she pulled them together so closely you would have thought they were only one body. She held Jake to her bosom, letting her feet fall to the mattress but keeping her legs pinched about his waist.

"Don't pull out," she whispered to him as their chests rose and fell together. "Stay inside me as you get soft. I want to feel you still inside me."

She urged him to move his arms and use his knees to lessen his weight pressing down upon him, and whispered to him about how incredibly well he'd done. She wanted to tell him that he was the best fuck she'd ever had but knew better. That was akin to telling someone you loved them for the first time right after sex, something she knew rarely if ever played out in true and lasting honesty.

Finally, Maggie urged her young lover onto the mattress at her side, reached over the edge of the bed, pulled the bedspread up over her and a bit of him, then told Jake to so the same with the other side. Once they were fairly well covered and protected from the cool air of the room Maggie rolled away from him and pushed back to spoon him. She reached back to grasp Jake's still mostly hard cock and positioned it to lay between the cheeks of her firm ass.

"Just lay here with me, Jake," she purred. Then, deciding against what she'd already told her not to do, she told him with a sincere tone, "Next lesson ... a woman likes to cuddle after you've given her the best sex of her life."
 
Jake, with Maggie O'Connor

When Maggie told him he'd given her the best sex of her life, Jake smiled. Whether it was true or whether she was just saying it to boost his ego, it was still a major confidence builder, and he appreciated it.

He kissed her neck, and said, "Thank you, for an amazing day...and for teaching me." He smiled, and added jokingly, "I'm sure I still have plenty left to learn...so I guess we'll have to do this again."

She giggled, and scooted her ass closer to him. He cuddled up next to her following her advice, and before long, the exertions of the day caught up with him. Before he knew it, he'd fallen asleep, still pressed tightly against her.
 
Will and Lila Conroy going to dinner at Hanna and Carlton Olson's home

(OOC: Just to keep the timeline clear, this portion of the story begins at 7pm. The sex between Jake and Maggie is taking place around noon.)


Lila Conroy reached a hand out to ring the bell at the entrance of the Olson's home and hesitated. She looked to her husband Will, caught him eying her, and pulled her hand back. After a moment she confessed something he may have noticed already, "I'm trembling."

He knew the reason, of course, as they hadn't been able to stop talking about what had happened the day before at their own home: Hanna Olson had told Lila that she and her husband, Carlton, were swingers. And now here the Conroy's were about to enter the den of the wicked for dinner and ... and what else?

Oh, it wasn't as ifthe impossibly beautiful Hanna hadn't suggested that the Olson's and Conroy's get naked with each other tonight after their meal and a bottle of wine. Hanna hadn't said anything in the way of a proposition while she and Lila had been off away from the two husbands as they themselves talked about sports.

And to be honest, Lila didn't actually think that what the Olson's did was wicked either. She was no stick in the butt conservative Bible Thumper or anything like that and, though she'd never told her husband this, had once had sex with a classmate in high school and on another occasion while pretending to be too drunk to know better, had had a threesome with a couple she'd met at a dance club in college.

But this! Oh, this made her so nervous that she was hardly able to ring the bell, though, after some encouragement from her husband, she finally did. A moment later, Hanna pulled open the door with all the delight in the world in her expression and voice and invited them inside enthusiastically.

"Your timing is impeccable!" Hanna said, turning to hurry inside as she said over her shoulder, "Will, my husband is having a helluva hard time with this new barbeque grill we had delivered just a couple of days ago, and you have to help him before he sets the house ablaze in propane or butane or napalm or whatever makes it hot. And Lila, your husband told my husband that you are a master of spices, and I just can't figure out what to do with the meats that Carlton is bound to char into ash because I don't have the right ones ... spices I mean."

Lila looked to her husband and whispered, "Wow! Caffeine or coke, whaddaya think?"

They laughed softly together. They would come to realize tonight and in future nights, though, that Hanna was simply the hyper type; if ever they ended up attending IOPs and other swapping events, they would learn that she did in fact drink too much coffee at times, but that wasn't the reason for her state of excitement this evening.

In the kitchen, Lila went to work helping the hostess figure out what to do with the beef steaks, pork chops, and chicken halves that could have fed half the families in Bailey Ridge. Hanna confessed, "I forgot to ask you what you guys preferred, so Carlton just hit the grocery for a little bit of everything. Oh, and just in case either of you are vegetarian, I have four different salads to fit that bill ... not a one of which didn't come out of a plastic container from the deli department. I am not the chef type you will learn."

The preparations for dinner continued, and the two women worked and laughed and drank red wine and poked fun at the men who, at one point, had sent a flame eight feet into the air when they realized they'd attached a gas line incorrectly.

"Will! Don't you let my husband burn that pretty face of his!" Hanna called out through an open kitchen window. "What's in his pants keeps me happy at night, but that face and the brain behind it pays for this house, so watch what you're doing with that lighter!"

She and Lila laughed together and, despite really not needing anymore, the former opened another bottle and poured herself and the latter another serving of wine. They hauled platters of food and fixings out to the men, then headed back inside for a tour of the home. It was pretty much like most of the others: too big, too elegant, and too much to maintain without a weekly visit from a pair of hard working and, surprisingly, well paid housekeepers.

When the two women got to Hanna and Carlton's bedroom, the female half of the happy couple gestured her glass toward the bed and said without shame, "That's where the magic happens."

Lila felt a chill race up her spine as she pictured Hanna, Carlton, and some unknown couple naked and writhing around together in a small orgy of sweat covered bodies, moaning and crying out in ecstasy. She felt her face explode in a blush.

Hanna caught the other woman's reaction and laughed. "No, no ... I didn't mean that. This is our bedroom, our private bedroom, for sleeping and making love only to each other."

She laughed again, sipped her drink, then studied her guest for a moment before asking, "Do you want to see that room...? The one where we have our guests over? That kind of guest, I mean."

Lila could feel her hands trembling again, and she had to hold her wine glass in both of them, not that that helped much. Fearful she would spill it, she downed the last big gulp of it. Then, knowing she should say No, that's alright, Lila found herself saying tentatively, "Sure. If that's alright."

"Of course it is," Hanna said with a big smile. She took the other woman's hand and led her out of this bedroom, down the hall, and into yet another. It was bigger than the last come to find out, the home's master bedroom. "This is where that magic happens."

Lila hadn't known what to expect, so she wasn't too overly surprised when she looked about herself. There were two large canopy beds with both sheer and blackout draperies for three different levels of privacy: none, some, full. The beds occupied opposite corners or the room, to Lila's left and right.

In the left corner on the opposite wall was a sitting area with two different types of couches and chairs, a coffee table, end tables, and a small wet bar. Looking at the couches and soft arm chairs, Lila imagined each would offer different opportunities for sexual positions while offering no privacy at all from the rest of the room.

The fourth corner of the room was the most surprising of all. Behind walls of floor to ceiling Plexiglas was a Jacuzzi surrounded by a tiled floor, and Lila found her mind running wild with thoughts as she realized that the water was bubbling and the heat was rising off of it, as if her host and hostess were expecting someone to want to occupy it tonight after dinner.

"I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable," Hanna said, pulling Lila out of her mind's rampant and overwhelming thinking. When her guest turned to look at her, Hanna explained, "If we ... you and I, me and my husband are going to be good friends and neighbors, I just thought we, Carlton and I, should be up front with each other about who and what we are."

She gave Lila a moment to respond, but when the other woman only stared at her silently, Hanna moved slowly toward Lila and went on, "I'm sure you told your husband what I told you about our lifestyle, seeing how I made no effort to ask you to keep it to yourself. And I'm sure that Carlton has likely begun telling your husband what I told you. But I assure you, Lila ... in no way is tonight about trying to get you and Will to come to be with us. We simply wanted you to come to dinner. I promise."

That, of course, was an out and out lie. Hanna and Carlton had every intention of trying to get the new couple out of their clothes and into the two nearby beds. Hanna reached out a hand, waggling her fingers while saying, "C'mon, let's go get another glass of wine and see which of our two men no longer has eye brows 'cause of an explosion."

Lila hesitated, took the offered hand, and made it almost to the room's exit before she blurted out, "My husband wants to fuck you."

Hanna turned back to her guest, and while she shared a pleased smile, she said nothing. Lila went on, "I did tell Will what you told me, as you knew I would. And ... we talked about the ... well, what you do. And I asked him whether or not he found you attractive and, if he had the opportunity and my permission, whether or not he'd have sex with you. He said yes, which, c'mon, seriously--"

Lila looked Hanna up and down in her beautiful form fitting dress with it plunging next line and above mid-thigh hem. She continued, "--any man would ... would want to have sex with you, I mean. I'm just..."

"You're not sure if you want him to have sex with me," Hanna said, lightly squeezing the hand she was still clasping. "Or ... since I did say we were Swingers ... you're not sure if you want to have sex with my husband?"

After a moment, Lila only shrugged. Hanna moved up to the other woman and took her into her arms for a friendly hug. "Don't think about it any more tonight. Even if something is to happen between the four of us, it won't be tonight. Like I said--"

Once again lying, "--tonight isn't about that. It's about having dinner and drinks with our new and dear friends. C'mon, let's go downstairs and forget all about this for now."
 
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