It was certainly not what we expected at that finical stage of our lifespan. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` singe lifestyle '' group in our mature yr. incredible ! Perhaps I better give some background knowledge on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few year ago.

My name is Dave Stewart. I was in my early mid-sixties at the meter that the following serial publication of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty days. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was capable to go for my science in logistics to a sec vocation in the business world with a multi-modal logistics society in Raleigh.

After many days of Service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a turgid, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corp. The new owners were intending to postulate a different embodied advance with the firm, yet offered all those senior employees with more than 20 years of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to strike out ahead of time on a slightly reduced annuity. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retirement deterrent from the clientele would certainly allow for a fine-looking income.

Just about the Saami time my married woman, a senior nursing supervisor at a regional medical center, was informed that the adroitness would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff members with more than 35 years of service were offered full retirement benefit, opening up elder attitude to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing school and had been working at several of the infirmary operated by the nonprofit organization wellness care brass ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investing presence, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a small part of my pay way back when I first was a brand new moment lieutenant in the regular army. During the rest of my career I had continued the practice of investing a few plain dollars each pay check, turning all my investments over to an old fraternity brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a good job as an investment advocate, because by the metre of my second retirement, we had a very large, phone, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our best interest to buy a beach house in FL as a second home. We had paid off our home in Raleigh, so we had money to invest. Sunshine State was in the down side of one of the patronize `` place roller coaster drive '' the state seems to experience. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect home on the Atlantic coast south of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did demand some work, but it was a enormous steal.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a roadblock island south of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a small peninsula projecting into the fen along the Intracostal Waterway. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a unawares walk to the sea and still on a body of water supply.

We closed on the house and decided that we 'd spend most of our meter in our North Carolina manse, but would have shop visits to our beach firm. We would split our prison term between our two homes as we felt the urge.

During our first few weeks in the beach sign of the zodiac we were focused on restoration to the complex body part. The neighbors were very helpful, both with assistance and the loanword of requisite prick. We got to lie with most of them somewhat, but really did n't have the chance to become finisher. However, that was soon to alter.

Sid Dixon had helped me many times during the period of our redevelopment. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach firm in a heavy house, with exceptional landscaping and a large screened-in pool between the house and the fenland leading to the Intracoastal. He was a retired engineer who had moved to Florida from Pennsylvania a few years before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid lawn tennis player and an exceptional golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 substructure ten or so, with SALT and white pepper haircloth and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly honest looking charwoman. She was in her late fifties, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brownness hair's-breadth. She was deliciously buxom, just a footling chunky in the waist, but with a full-bosomed ass, and nicely form legs. Her vibrant personality was always pollyannaish and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one good afternoon and asked us to get on over to their theatre as it was meter for cocktails and an chance to socialize. We agreed, washed up from our overhaul work, and walked across the cul-de-sac to their attractive plate.

Lynn met us at the doorway and gracefully guided us to the terrace deck of cards surrounding the pool. We sat down in the poolside lounge while Lynn poured Margaritas for the others and a bourbon for me. I 'm afraid I 've never acquired a taste for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot XXX years earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering firm. Lynn had been a societal worker for the state of Pennsylvania and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Everglade State and built their retirement home.

We talked about a all-inclusive variety of matter and enjoyed the opportunity to learn much more about our neighbors, their family, and their interests. After some time, Sid paused and then began to steer the conversation in a totally unlike and unexpected direction. `` Dave, we 'd like to discuss something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a sensitive matter. ''

'' Sure, Sid, '' I responded. `` What is it ? ``

'' Well, we are extremity of a unique neighborhood senior 's group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to encourage you to participate, as well. ''

'' elder 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's chemical group ? A neighborhood bridge deck night club or something like that ? ``

The two of them chuckled. `` Well, not exactly, '' said Sid. `` Lynn, do you require to tell them a little more about our niggling group and what makes it unique ? ``

'' Well, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The seniors around here had become bored to death with the status quo life here in the neighborhood. The Everglade State life style is fine, but it becomes stale awfully quick. Anyway, we started a group to add some spiciness to our lives, particularly our lovemaking lives. Tim and Candie Saunders next to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swingers social club .'You know, have consensual sex in the open with the others in the chemical group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you think ? Is this something that you might be concern in joining as a couple. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would have ever suspected from our apparently perceived conservative neighbor. Carolyn was staggered as well, her jaw dropping in sum up surprise as she stared at Lynn.

Sid laughed and said `` Not what you expected, is it ? There are four hook up with couples that are share of our little group and we are all your neighbor.

I was somewhat shocked and bewildered by this news. I sipped on my drink for a while, trying to sort out this development in my mind. After a few moments I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your fiddling grouping ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and physician Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that large house on the former incline of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of Europe for some prison term, but will be back in a week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hipster way back when and were swinger before the terminus was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the applied science firm on Route One in town and Jerri is still teaching music. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would make four distich and if you join that will be five. However, I do n't call back we 've ever had a swinging party with all the couples attending. It 's usually been only two or three couples at any one political party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are mature, between 52 and 64, and to the highest degree of us are retired.

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her shoulders in mental rejection, a dazed and bewildered look on her fount.

I paused and then said `` Are you two serious ? Are you really serious ? ``

Lynn smiled and responded, `` Oh, quite serious .... and I think you two would be a wonderful improver to the chemical group. ``

We sat for a few silent import and Lynn refreshed our drink while all this began to pass in.

I said `` When do you guys want to have an solvent from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could join us for dinner tomorrow Night. We can have a few swallow, some just wine, a nice dinner, and then you can tell us your decision. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just fine with us and we 'll all remain booster. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our firm, still trying to compass what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must accommodate, I found the prospects to be intriguing and exciting. We were n't prudes and had several opportunities for a little `` playday '' with others ... singles and couple ... early in our matrimony. However, once we had kids, we had stopped all our sexual escapades. Carolyn was a enceinte mountain more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no conclusion and decided to log Z's on it.

All next day we mulled over the offer, again not reaching any stopping point. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner, ask further questions, and then make our decision.

That following evening we walked across to the Dixon 's home and were escorted into the living room by Sid while Lynn finished off diner prep. Carolyn offered to help and joined her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about sports for various minutes with the young woman out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the table for an absolutely sumptuous Fish dinner. Lynn was a very talkative, loquacious woman and obviously loved innuendo formula and double entendre, frequently using full term involving sex throughout the dinner party. I must intromit, her colorful tale and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the sustenance elbow room for after-dinner drinks and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging life-style they had experienced since they had retired to Florida and how much fun they were having by being involved with the group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every distich on our end of the street were involved.

'' How did you first get involved ? '' I asked.

'' Well, Tim and Candie Saunders, really seduced us the first time, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the radical. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the couple living future door to us. Tim was a world-wide contractor, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the local anaesthetic hospital. Although they were tightlipped to us on the street, they had been out of town a great deal of the time we had been working on the house and we had only a passing conversancy with them.

Lynn explained how they became involved with the Saunders. Tim and Candie had taken them to dinner one Nox and they all had gotten well lubricated with booze. During the eve, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at several places around town for a couple of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their support elbow room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The Inner Light were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck opening and caressing her trunk with his script. For some reason, I did n't get jealous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few More minute, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her doll. That was too lots of an invitation for me. I quickly began to push Candie 's skirt up and slipped my paw up the inside of her thighs. Her panties were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the tale, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some time, becoming more than and more passionate. He then suggested that we should leave Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to exhibit me in the bedroom. How 's that for a lead to a seduction ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the sleeping accommodation, he immediately began to kiss me and began to rifle off my clothes. I was amazed that I did n't terminate him and was actually totally aroused by what was happening. ``

Sid smiled and led to a summarization of the seduction, `` I do n't think we need to go into any expectant detail, but suffice to say that the evening had been an exceptional, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the origin and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the vacillation lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner drink along with the two bottle of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some music and do some dancing in the living elbow room. She refilled our drinks and Sid turned on his exceptional sound system. The music was soft, deadening, and sensual, encouraging penny-pinching contact between the dancing couples. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that time we exchanged dance partners several fourth dimension, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well formed titty. She said that the small chest were a blessing when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her booster. Without question, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her sonsie ass and her long, shapely legs.

On that especial night she was wearing a light, yellow sundress with a strap wrapped around her neck. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely closing curtain and he had cupped his hands on her delicious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all right with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to seduce Carolyn. '' I thought for a while and then responded by saying `` Well, that 's really Carolyn 's decision to relieve oneself, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly wicked grin on his side while Carolyn had a companion sensual smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took grip of my deal and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous knocker into my chest saying, `` How about you ? Do you call back that I could wee this evening really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dance out and just find out our spouses. Lynn sat next to me and started rubbing my erect stopcock through my pants. My custody went to her generous breasts and we kissed a long, late, animal candy kiss. I watched through partially fill up eyes as Sid and Carolyn sat on the early couch opposite us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's body. I watched as his manus slid up under the hem of her sun wearing apparel, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her pussy through her sleek step-in.

After a few hour I heard Sid ask Carolyn, `` Carolyn, why do n't we go in the other room. I have something you may ascertain interesting. '' She giggled. and said `` Sid, are you trying to make me ? ''

He just smiled, stood her up, turned her around, and pulled the knot in the strap that held up the top of her dress. His hands slipped her dress down to her waist, exposing her lacy bra-covered knocker. His hands cupped her nipple and gently pinched her nipples through the lace decorated material. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a grin of my own. Sid guided her toward the dorm at the far side of the livelihood room. Just before Carolyn went into the hall leading to the chamber she turned, her heart questioning my acceptance of what was to obviously happen. I nodded my head and gave her a knowing wink.

Lynn rose up from the couch. `` Are you sure that everything about this is all justly with you ? ''

I smiled and responded `` Oh yeah, I just hope that Carolyn enjoys herself. ``

'' I would n't occupy about that, '' Lynn giggled, `` I 'm sure that Sid will take very in force care of her. He has a nice seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we give them a few bit and then we can go and check on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in front man of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her kitty through her already soggy panties. I gently slipped them down her legs to the floor and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one groundwork onto the couch, giving me often better access between her legs.

As I gently slipped my finger's breadth into her wet slash, she pulled her dress up and off. Her manus slipped around to unclasp her bra and bead it to her carpet. Lynn now stood completely naked in front of me. I gently slipped my give hand up her stomach to caress her entire breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my fingers and stroking her clitoris with my ovolo. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her hips, driving her bitch against my snoopiness digit.

By now my rigid cock was straining to be released from the confines of my khakis. I pulled her down and sat her on the put as I knelt on the base between her turn out legs. I was going to enjoy eating the deliciously pure twat of this strikingly beautiful mature woman. I dove into her separatrix with enthusiasm, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her pussy lips and sucking her clitoris.

After a few brief moments her pussy began to tense against my probing back talk. I slipped my finger's breadth back into her slash and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the sofa, thrusting her purulent hard against my fingers while I sucked and licked her clitoris. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her pussy clench and cramp around my fingers as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her first base orgasm of the night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the lounge, a spacious smile tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was terrific ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knit shirt off over my straits and stripped off my pants and drawers. I shoved my rigid prick toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some going of my own. Lynn shook her head, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my hand over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my stiff and unyielding cock. Once at the bedchamber door, I saw that Sid 's face was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her thighs spread around his forefront, giving him complete entree to her toothsome naked organic structure. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his face with increasing urgency. Suddenly she achieved her flood tide, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her body. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, nookie ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the orgasm rushed through her consistency.

Eventually the sexual climax faded and her consistency suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her consistence, licking and kissing, lingering at her small boob in order suckle at her tremendously elongated mamilla. I watched as his difficult stopcock rubbed and traced along her pussy lip. She responded by opening her legs wider and thrusting her stroke toward his probing gumshoe.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her soggy slash. `` Carolyn, do you want me to put my cock in your kitty-cat ? Do you want me to fuck you ? '' Carolyn strained to grasp his peter with her pussycat as she nodding her straits. `` Tell me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to fuck me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to beat your stopcock in me ! I want you to have a go at it my brains out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his articulatio coxae toward her anxiously waiting pussycat. I watched as his rigid cock firmly disappeared into my wife 's slash, then re-emerged, glistening wet. With his s thrust he buried his dick deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's bridge player grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the pace increased, she began squealing in intimate arousal. `` Oh fuck me, Sid ! Oh fuck ! Oh, fuck ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his voiceless shaft, thrusting deep into her while I knew that she was trying to grasp his cock with her pussy, endeavoring to hold it abstruse inside her with each thrust. I smiled, remembering that Delicious experience from many nookie over the years. I 'm sure Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my peter into her mouth. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety backtalk were incessantly sucking on my stiff shaft, her tongue caressing the underside of my rooster. She was an exceeding mother fucker, and although I always bask a good blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a serious fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her feet and guided her to the adjoining guest bedroom.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and prepare to get laid. Lynn scrambled onto the guest room bed as we entered the room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to fix an better angle of insight for me. She hurriedly spread her ramification, opening her oozing gash while I knelt between her thighs and positioned my tool at the entrance to her eager pussy. As I pushed into her waiting cunt, I felt her stroke gobble up my unbending cock until my nuts rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the verge of another orgasm. Her torso started to throb and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few late strokes into her clinching kitty-cat. `` Fuck me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! nooky me ! Fuck me ! shtup me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her ravenous pussy was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging body and her screeching of overwhelming sexual passion, brought me to the brink of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's dead body began to strain as she rapidly approached another climax. She enthusiastically clutched my ass and held me firmly while I drove my putz in and out of her. Lynn suddenly pulled me deep inside her, grinding her pelvis against my driving force.

'' Cum in me ! Cum in me, NOW ! Oh, FUCK MEEEEE ! '' She squealed.

Her pussy seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, shortsighted cam stroke. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling semen into her pulse pussy. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh fuck ! Oh roll in the hay ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated cock jerking as the creamy spermatozoan flooded her sodden slit.

Once our orgasms had subsided, we lay for long minutes, gasping for breathing space as the sexual excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted bodies. Lynn lay in my arms, her head nestled against my breast. Her bombastic tits were heaving as her body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our showdown. I reached down and surveyed the bouffant lips of her pussy, my finger slipping inside the silky, soaked opening. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your kitty-cat feel well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a mythic shag. '' After a few placid moments she continued, `` Why do n't we bring together Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the family and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared novel round of drinks. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my candid arms. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' Fantastic ! I had a wonderful time. I just had so many good orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you get it on, I think I could actually get to like this swapping racket ! We peeked in on you and Lynn and you two seemed to be thoroughly enjoying yourselves. '' she replied with a sly wink.

We sat in the life room, commenting on how we felt so much closer to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our beverage and Sid suggested that we take a communal shower. We all seemed to agree that it was necessary and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their declamatory `` Florida-style '' shower bath, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spray. Of course, there was a meaning total of caressing and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to step out of the cascade, dry with the fluffy towels and takings to the aliveness room. Lynn and I took a few bit longer to get dry and connect the others. When we entered the living elbow room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the lounge, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my wife 's luscious breasts, while his finger easily slid in and out of her anxiously moist puss. At the Saame time he gently used his thumb to stroke and caress her button. Carolyn leaned her nous against the back of the couch, her optic closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing knife thrust and suckling sassing. Lynn was slightly in the lead as we entered the living room. She paused in purchase order to watch Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her anxious body.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my pecker to breathe in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My mitt glided around her to fondle her deliciously to the full, welcoming knocker. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few second when I took one hand down, grasped my cock and rubbed it between her legs and against her puss.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the couch and crouched between her legs. He lifted her ass up giving him better access to fuck her deeply and quickly positioned his pecker, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken puss as he prepared to penetrate her puss. He lifted each of her branch, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his berm and his rigid rooster prodded against the lips of her dying slash. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically fuck in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and intensity.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my cock. She looked back at me over her articulatio humeri and said, `` I want you to fuck me again. I want you to fuck me now ! '' I pushed her onto her hands and knees on the level and crouched behind her as we continued to watch over our spouses fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the finger of Lynn 's free hired hand found her bosom, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting turncock. I grabbed her coxa and began plunging my peter in and out of her voluptuous and dampish pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasure as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my peter into his wife 's pussy. Oh, man ! The touch sensation was fantastic ! We each watched the others in this unrestrained, wonton intimate activity. Collectively we were building toward a awful group climax !

Carolyn was the starting time to reach her orgasm, her spasming puss endeavoring to describe Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing torso. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! fucking me ! Fuck me in effect ! '' Sid hit bottom and held firm as his soundbox shuddered and trembled. I could sense the throbbing of his peter as he flooded her cunt with his creamy come. Carolyn 's groan slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my throb cock and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in vent as my spermatozoan burst free, flowing deep into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the edge, screaming in sexual release as her own juice flooded down to join mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a legal brief period of rejuvenating sleep. It took quite a few minutes for us to recover, but we finally did.

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to join our little group ? ``

Carolyn giggled, `` Oh, yes. I think that you 've convinced us. Count us in ! ``

Just like that, we became extremity of the vicinity older swinger societal nightspot. Our lives would never be the Lapplander, as the succeeding weeks revealed..