It was certainly not what we expected at that picky degree of our life story. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging lifestyle '' group in our mature years. Incredible ! Perhaps I better establish some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few age ago.

My figure is Dave Stewart. I was in my too soon sixties at the fourth dimension that the following series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty years. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my too soon forties and was able to apply my skill in logistics to a secondly career in the business world with a multi-modal logistics company in Raleigh.

After many old age of service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a large, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corporation. The new proprietor were intending to take up a different corporate approach with the business firm, yet offered all those senior employees with Sir Thomas More than 20 long time of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to retire other on a slightly reduced annuity. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retirement check from the stage business would certainly allow for a handsome income.

Just about the same time my wife, a senior breast feeding supervisor at a regional medical checkup center, was informed that the deftness would undergo an organizational restructuring. faculty member with more than 35 years of service were offered full retirement welfare, opening up elderly status to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing school and had been working at several of the hospital operated by the not-for-profit wellness concern organization ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investing front, 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 minute lieutenant in the United States Army. During the rest of my career I had continued the exercise of investing a few spare clam each pay check, turning all my investing over to an old fraternity brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a in effect job as an investing counselor, because by the metre of my back retirement, we had a very bombastic, phone, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our best interest to buy a beach house in Florida as a second home. We had paid off our home in Raleigh, so we had money to invest. Florida was in the toss off side of one of the haunt `` belongings roller coaster ride '' the Department of State seems to go through. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect home on the Atlantic Ocean seashore south of St. Saint Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did need some work, but it was a tremendous steal.

The theatre was on a cul-de-sac on a barrier island south of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a lowly peninsula projecting into the marshlands along the Intracostal watercourse. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a brusk walkway to the ocean and still on a body of piss.

We closed on the star sign and decided that we 'd spend most of our time in our northward Carolinas hall, but would accept shop at visits to our beach house. We would split our clip between our two rest home as we felt the urge.

During our first of all few weeks in the beach house we were focused on refurbishment to the structure. The neighbor were very helpful, both with help and the loan of essential cock. We got to have sex most of them somewhat, but really did n't have the opportunity to become closer. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many times during the menstruation of our restoration. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach business firm in a large home, with exceptional landscape gardening and a large screened-in kitty between the planetary house and the marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a hit the sack technologist who had moved to Florida from University of Pennsylvania a few years before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid lawn tennis player and an olympian golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 metrical foot ten or so, with salt and Madagascar pepper haircloth and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly adept looking woman. She was in her late fifties, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brownish fuzz. She was deliciously buxom, just a trivial chunky in the waistline, but with a busty ass, and nicely mould legs. Her vivacious personality was always upbeat and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one good afternoon and asked us to occur on over to their household as it was clock time for cocktails and an opportunity to socialise. We agreed, washed up from our renovation work, and walked across the cul-de-sac to their attractive home.

Lynn met us at the door and gracefully guided us to the patio deck surrounding the consortium. We sat down in the poolside couch while Lynn poured Margaritas for the others and a bourbon for me. I 'm afraid I 've never acquired a mouthful 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 Department of Pennsylvania and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Everglade State and built their retreat home.

We talked about a wide variety of subjects and enjoyed the opportunity to instruct much more about our neighbors, their family, and their pursuit. After some meter, Sid paused and then began to direct the conversation in a totally different 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 members of a singular neck of the woods senior 's mathematical group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to encourage you to take part, as well. ''

'' Senior 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's group ? A neighborhood bridge deck order or something like that ? ``

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

'' well, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The senior around here had become bored to death with the status quo life here in the neighbourhood. The Florida lifestyle is fine, but it becomes stale awfully fast. Anyway, we started a group to add some spicery to our biography, particularly our love lives. Tim and Candie Saunders future to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior tramp social order .'You know, have consensual sex in the afford with the others in the mathematical group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you intend ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a couple. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would feature ever suspected from our apparently perceived buttoned-down neighbour. Carolyn was staggered as well, her jaw dropping in total surprise as she stared at Lynn.

Sid laughed and said `` Not what you expected, is it ? There are four splice twain that are part of our picayune group and we are all your neighbour.

I was somewhat shocked and bewildered by this tidings. I sipped on my drink for a while, trying to separate out this development in my psyche. After a few minute I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your short group ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Doctor Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that turgid star sign on the early English of the Saunders. They 've been on a hitch of European Community for some meter, but will be back in a week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hippies way back when and were tramp before the full term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engineering firm on Route One in townsfolk and Jerri is still teaching music. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would make four couples and if you join that will be five. However, I do n't think we 've ever had a swinging political party with all the dyad 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 most of us are retired.

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her shoulders in disbelief, a stunned and stick looking at on her face.

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 grand addition to the group. ``

We sat for a few understood moment and Lynn refreshed our drinking while all this began to bury in.

I said `` When do you rib want to possess an response from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could fall in us for dinner party tomorrow Nox. We can own a few drinks, some soundly wine, a nice dinner, and then you can secern us your determination. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just fine with us and we 'll all stay on friends. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our house, still trying to savvy what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must take, I found the view to be intriguing and exciting. We were n't prude and had several opportunity for a little `` playday '' with others ... singles and couples ... early in our wedding. However, once we had kids, we had stopped all our intimate escapade. Carolyn was a neat deal more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no conclusion and decided to sleep on it.

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

That following eve we walked across to the Dixon 's house and were escorted into the keep room by Sid while Lynn finished off dining car preparations. Carolyn offered to help and join her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about summercater for respective minutes with the young woman out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the tabular array for an absolutely grand fish dinner. Lynn was a very talkative, gabby woman and obviously loved innuendo face and doubling entendre, frequently using terms involving sex throughout the dinner. I must include, her colorful narratives and trick throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the life room for after-dinner drinks and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging lifestyle they had experienced since they had retired to Florida and how lots fun they were having by being involved with the radical in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every couple 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 initiatory sentence, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the match living next door to us. Tim was a general contractor, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the local hospital. Although they were close to us on the street, they had been out of town very much of the time we had been working on the house and we had only a passing acquaintance with them.

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

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their living way, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The lights were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck and caressing her body with his hands. For some reason, I did n't get envious, but took the opportunity to passionately osculate Candie. After a few more instant, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her skirt. That was too much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to push Candie 's skirt up and slipped my hand up the inside of her thigh. Her step-in were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narrative, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some time, becoming Thomas More and more passionate. He then suggested that we should leave Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to evince me in the sleeping room. How 's that for a lead-in to a seduction ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the bedroom, he immediately began to snog me and began to strip off my dress. I was amazed that I did n't stop 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 great detail, but suffice to say that the evening had been an exceptional, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the beginning and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the swinging life style ever since. ''

The after-dinner deglutition along with the two bottleful of vino over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some music and do some terpsichore in the living room. She refilled our crapulence and Sid turned on his exceptional sound system. The euphony was diffused, slow, and sensual, encouraging close touch between the saltation dyad. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that clock time we exchanged terpsichore partner several times, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with lowly but well form titty. She said that the humble white meat were a thanksgiving when she got into her L, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her friends. Without uncertainty, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her curvy ass and her long, shapely branch.

On that particular night she was wearing a short, yellow sundress with a strap wrapped around her neck. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely close and he had cupped his hands on her pleasant-tasting 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 patch and then responded by saying `` wellspring, that 's really Carolyn 's decision to make, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly implike grin on his typeface while Carolyn had a familiar sensual grinning as they pressed their trunk together.

Lynn took postponement of my manpower and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my chest of drawers saying, `` How about you ? Do you think that I could take in this evening really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dance out and just learn our partner. Lynn sat future to me and started rubbing my erect putz through my pants. My manus went to her generous breast and we kissed a retentive, recondite, carnal kiss. I watched through partially closed in heart as Sid and Carolyn sat on the other couch opposite us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's body. I watched as his hand slid up under the hem of her sun clothes, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her slit through her slick panties.

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

He just smiled, stood her up, turned her around, and pulled the naut mi 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 breasts. His hands cupped her bosom and gently pinched her mammilla through the lace decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a grin of my own. Sid guided her toward the hall at the far English of the life room. Just before Carolyn went into the hallway leading to the sleeping accommodation she turned, her eyes questioning my credence of what was to obviously happen. I nodded my head and gave her a knowing jiffy.

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

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

'' I would n't worry about that, '' Lynn giggled, `` I 'm sure that Sid will engage very good tending of her. He has a skillful seven-incher that has never failed to gratify me or anyone else. Why do n't we fall in them a few minutes and then we can go and turn back on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in front of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her kitty-cat through her already soggy panties. I gently slipped them down her leg to the base and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one foot onto the frame, giving me often dear accession between her stage.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet stroke, she pulled her clothes up and off. Her handwriting slipped around to unclasp her bra and drop it to her carpet. Lynn now stood completely naked in front of me. I gently slipped my allow for handwriting up her stomach to fondle her to the full breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my digit and stroking her clitoris with my quarter round. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her hips, driving her cunt against my nosiness fingers.

By now my rigid peter 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 floor between her rotate leg. I was going to enjoy eating the deliciously saturated pussycat of this strikingly beautiful mature woman. I dove into her slash with exuberance, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her pussy lips and sucking her clit.

After a few brief moments her slit began to strive against my probing mouth. I slipped my fingers back into her separatrix and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her button. She arched her back against the couch, thrusting her pussycat hard against my fingers while I sucked and licked her clitoris. Suddenly she achieved her sexual climax. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her cunt grasp and muscle spasm around my fingers as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her first sexual climax of the night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the sofa, a broad smile tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was fantastic ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knit shirt off over my drumhead and stripped off my gasp and pugilist. I shoved my unbending pecker toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some button of my own. Lynn shook her read/write head, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my hired man over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my clay and tenacious cock. Once at the bedroom door, I saw that Sid 's grimace was buried in my wife 's puss. He had her second joint spread around his head, giving him ended access to her luscious naked body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his typeface with increasing urging. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her body. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, fucking ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the orgasm rushed through her body.

Eventually the culmination faded and her body suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her consistency, licking and kissing, lingering at her small breasts in order suckle at her tremendously lengthened pap. I watched as his hard prick rubbed and traced along her snatch sassing. She responded by opening her branch wider and thrusting her slash toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her waterlogged separatrix. `` Carolyn, do you require me to put my cock in your kitty-cat ? Do you need me to screw you ? '' Carolyn strained to grasp his pecker with her kitty-cat as she nodding her headland. `` distinguish me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to bang me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to beat your putz in me ! I want you to fuck my Einstein out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hip joint toward her anxiously waiting twat. I watched as his inflexible cock firmly disappeared into my wife 's slash, then re-emerge, glistening wet. With his indorsement thrust he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's mitt grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the pace increased, she began squealing in sexual rousing. `` Oh bang me, Sid ! Oh fuck ! Oh, have a go at it ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his hard cock, thrusting rich into her while I knew that she was trying to compass his tool with her pussy, endeavoring to take it rich inside her with each knife thrust. I smiled, remembering that delicious experience from many fucks over the years. I 'm certain Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my hammer into her mouth. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety backtalk were incessantly sucking on my remains jibe, her natural language caressing the undersurface of my rooster. She was an particular cocksucker, and although I always delight a honorable blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a serious fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her fundament and guided her to the adjoining guest bedroom.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and set up to fuck. 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 prepare an amend slant of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her peg, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her thighs and positioned my cock at the entrance to her tidal bore cunt. As I pushed into her waiting pussy, I felt her slash gobble up my inflexible hammer until my nuts rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the brink of another orgasm. Her body started to shiver and tremble in expectancy after I had thrust only a few deep strokes into her clinching snatch. `` Fuck me, now ! '' she moaned, `` fuck me, Dave ! shtup me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her rapacious pussy was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging body and her screech of overwhelming intimate love, brought me to the threshold of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's eubstance began to tense as she rapidly approached another climax. She enthusiastically clutched my ass and held me firmly while I drove my tool in and out of her. Lynn suddenly pulled me deep inside her, grinding her pelvis against my thrust.

'' 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, short-change fortuity. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling semen into her pulsate pussy. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! Oh nooky ! ``, my superheated dick jerking as the creamy spermatozoon flooded her sodden cunt.

Once our orgasms had subsided, we lay for long minutes, gasping for breathing space as the sexual surplus gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted bodies. Lynn lay in my arms, her head nestled against my chest. Her gravid tits were heaving as her soundbox trembled slightly, flushed with the excitement of our meeting. I reached down and surveyed the tumid lip of her pussy, my fingerbreadth slipping inside the silky, soaked opening. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your cunt flavour well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fabulous fuck. '' After a few quiet present moment she continued, `` Why do n't we link Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the theatre and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared fresh rhythm of crapulence. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my clear arm. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' wonderful ! I had a wonderful time. I just had so many practiced coming, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you know, I think I could actually get to like this swapping noise ! 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 living room, commenting on how we felt so much faithful to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our drinks and Sid suggested that we take a communal exhibitor. We all seemed to agree that it was necessary and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their large `` Florida-style '' exhibitioner, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spray. Of course, there was a meaning amount of snuggling and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to tread out of the exhibitioner, dry with the fluffy towels and return to the living room. Lynn and I took a few min longer to get dry and join the others. When we entered the bread and butter room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the sofa, both au naturel and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my married woman 's luscious boob, while his fingers easily slid in and out of her anxiously dampish pussy. At the Saame sentence he gently used his thumb to stroke and caress her clitoris. Carolyn leaned her head against the backbone of the lounge, her centre closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusts and suckling lip. Lynn was slightly in the wind as we entered the livelihood room. She paused in order to watch Carolyn and her hubby as he caressed her uneasy consistency.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my rooster to rest in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My hand glided around her to caress her deliciously entire, welcoming titty. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few minutes when I took one hand down, grasped my turncock and rubbed it between her ramification and against her pussy.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the couch and crouched between her peg. He lifted her ass up giving him easily access to fuck her deeply and quickly positioned his cock, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silky snatch as he prepared to penetrate her pussy. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulders and his unbending cock prodded against the brim of her anxious slice. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically have intercourse in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and chroma.

Lynn 's slit was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my hammer. She looked back at me over her shoulder joint 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 floor and crouched behind her as we continued to watch our spouses fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the digit of Lynn 's free hand found her tits, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her hip and began plunging my cock in and out of her delectable and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasure as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my dick into his wife 's pussy. Oh, man ! The feeling was howling ! We each watched the others in this unrestrained, wonton sexual activity. Collectively we were building toward a awesome group climax !

Carolyn was the inaugural to hit her sexual climax, her spasming pussy endeavoring to reap Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing dead body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me undecomposed ! '' Sid hit bottom and held house as his body shuddered and trembled. I could smell out the throbbing of his rooster as he flooded her cunt with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moans slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my pound turncock and quickly triggered my coming. I howled in button as my sperm break open spare, flowing deep into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the sharpness, screaming in sexual release as her own juices flooded down to connect mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a brief menstruum of rejuvenating sleep. It took quite a few minute of arc for us to go back, but we finally did.

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to get together our lilliputian group ? ``

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

Just like that, we became members of the neighborhood senior swingers mixer club. Our lives would never be the same, as the succeeding calendar week revealed..