It was certainly not what we expected at that specific stage of our lives. Unbelievably, my married woman and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging lifestyle '' group in our mature years. Incredible ! Perhaps I better pay some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few days ago.

My epithet is Dave Dugald Stewart. I was in my early 1960s at the meter that the following serial publication of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty years. I had retired from the U. S. Army as a lieutenant colonel in my betimes XL and was able to apply my accomplishment in logistics to a arcsecond career in the business world with a multi-modal logistics company in Raleigh.

After many days of service there, my regional business firm was bought-out by a great, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corporation. The new possessor were intending to take a dissimilar corporate approach with the business firm, yet offered all those senior employees with more than 20 age of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to turn in former on a slightly reduced rente. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retreat halt from the business organisation would certainly provide a giving income.

Just about the same time my married woman, a senior nursing supervisor at a regional medical shopping center, was informed that the facility would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff member with more than 35 geezerhood of service were offered full retreat benefits, opening up fourth-year spot to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing schoolhouse and had been working at respective of the infirmary operated by the nonprofit organization wellness caution governance ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investiture figurehead, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a small character of my pay way back when I first was a brand new bit lieutenant in the USA. During the rest of my career I had continued the recitation of investing a few spare dollars each pay handicap, turning all my investments over to an old sodality brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a good job as an investment funds counselor, because by the time of my second retirement, we had a very large, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our undecomposed interest to buy a beach star sign in Florida as a second gear abode. We had paid off our domicile in Ralegh, so we had money to endow. FL was in the drink down side of one of the frequent `` property rolling wave coaster rides '' the state seems to experience. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the sodding base on the Atlantic seashore south of St. Augustine of Hippo. It was a foreclosure and did call for some work, but it was a marvelous bargain.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a barrier island Dixie of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a lowly peninsula projecting into the marshlands along the Intracostal Waterway. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a curtly walk to the ocean and still on a consistence of water.

We closed on the sign and decided that we 'd spend most of our time in our North Carolina residence, but would have frequent visit to our beach house. We would split our prison term between our two plate as we felt the urge.

During our first few workweek in the beach theater we were focused on renovation to the social organisation. The neighbors were very helpful, both with help and the loan of requirement tools. We got to know most of them somewhat, but really did n't have the opportunity to suit finisher. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many times during the full point of our renovations. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach house in a large household, with exceptional landscaping and a turgid screened-in pool between the firm and the marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a retired engine driver who had moved to Sunshine State from Pennsylvania a few geezerhood before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis instrumentalist and an exceptional golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foundation ten or so, with table salt and pelt hair and neatly trimmed face fungus. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly good looking char. She was in her previous 50, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, dark-brown fuzz. She was deliciously sonsy, just a little chunky in the waist, but with a curvy ass, and nicely shaped legs. Her vivacious personality was always cheerful and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one afternoon and asked us to come on over to their theatre as it was prison term 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 family.

Lynn met us at the room access and gracefully guided us to the patio deck surrounding the syndicate. 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 penchant for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot thirty days earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering science firm. Lynn had been a social worker for the province of Penn and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Florida and built their retirement dwelling house.

We talked about a wide variety of issue and enjoyed the opportunity to learn much more about our neighbour, their family, and their interest. After some prison term, Sid paused and then began to calculate the conversation in a totally different and unexpected direction. `` Dave, we 'd like to discuss something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite an personal and somewhat of a medium subject. ''

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

'' Well, we are fellow member of a unique neck of the woods senior 's group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to promote you to take part, as well. ''

'' Senior 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of older 's chemical group ? A locality bridge nine or something like that ? ``

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

'' fountainhead, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The seniors around here had become bored to expiry with the status quo life here in the neighborhood. The Everglade State lifestyle is amercement, but it becomes cold awfully speedy. Anyway, we started a group to add some spicery to our lives, particularly our love lives. Tim and Candie Saunders following to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swingers social club .'You know, have consensual sex in the undecided with the others in the group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you cerebrate ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a dyad. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would have ever suspected from our apparently perceived conservative neighbors. 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 married couples that are part of our piddling chemical group and we are all your neighbors.

I was somewhat shock and bewildered by this word. I sipped on my deglutition for a while, trying to sort out this development in my creative thinker. After a few moments I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your petty group ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Dr. Ken Milner and his married woman Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that large family on the other side of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of European Economic Community for some clip, 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 swingers before the term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engineering firm on Route One in town and Jerri is still teaching music. ``

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

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her shoulders in disbelief, a knocked out and mazed look on her typeface.

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 marvelous addition to the group. ``

We sat for a few silent moment and Lynn refreshed our drinks while all this began to sink in.

I said `` When do you rib want to ingest an answer from us ? ``

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

Carolyn and I walked back to our house, still trying to dig what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must accept, I found the prospects to be intrigue and energize. We were n't prudes and had several opportunity for a little `` playtime '' with others ... singles and pair ... early in our marriage. However, once we had Kid, we had stopped all our sexual escapades. Carolyn was a cracking deal more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no conclusion and decided to slumber on it.

All side by side day we mulled over the offer, again not reaching any conclusions. Finally, we decided that we would attend to the dinner, ask further questions, and then take a shit our decision.

That following even we walked across to the Dixon 's house and were escorted into the living room by Sid while Lynn finished off diner preparations. Carolyn offered to help and joined her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped bourbon and chatted about variation for several minutes with the daughter out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the board for an absolutely sumptuous fish dinner. Lynn was a very talkative, chatty woman and obviously loved insinuation expressions and double entendre, frequently using terminal figure involving sex throughout the dinner party. I must admit, her coloured narrative and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the living 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 group 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 first sentence, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the chemical group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the duet living next door to us. Tim was a general declarer, while Candie .... her epithet was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the topical anaesthetic hospital. Although they were cheeseparing 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 loss 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 eve, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at several spot around town for a duet of time of day.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'base, we sat in their living room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The luminosity were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's cervix and caressing her trunk with his hand. For some reason, I did n't get jealous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few more moment, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her skirt. That was too practically of an invitation for me. I quickly began to fight Candie 's skirt up and slipped my hand up the inside of her thigh. Her panty were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narrative, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some time, becoming more and Thomas More passionate. He then suggested that we should go away Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to show me in the bedchamber. How 's that for a lede to a seduction ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the bedchamber, he immediately began to kiss me and began to discase off my clothes. 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 smashing detail, but suffice to say that the evening had been an exceptional, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the rootage and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the vacillation lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner boozing along with the two bottles of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some euphony and do some dancing in the living room. She refilled our deglutition and Sid turned on his exceptional phone system. The medicine was diffused, slow, and sultry, encouraging close contact between the terpsichore couples. We probably danced for almost an 60 minutes. During that time we exchanged dance pardner several sentence, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well formed bosom. She said that the little knocker were a thanksgiving when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her protagonist. Without doubt, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature film was her well-endowed ass and her foresighted, shapely legs.

On that picky night she was wearing a short, yellow sundress with a strap wrapped around her neck opening. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely close up and he had cupped his hired man on her delicious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all redress 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 determination to throw, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly skanky grin on his font while Carolyn had a familiar carnal smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took keep of my manpower and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my chest saying, `` How about you ? Do you guess that I could puddle this even really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dance out and just watch out our married person. Lynn sat future to me and started rubbing my erect cock through my pants. My hands went to her generous breasts and we kissed a long, deeply, sensual kiss. I watched through partially close down optic 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 hired man slid up under the hem of her sun dress, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her pussycat through her silky panties.

After a few minutes 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 international nautical mile in the strap that held up the top of her clothes. His manus slipped her dress down to her waist, exposing her lacy bra-covered breasts. His hands cupped her tits and gently pinched her mamilla through the lace decorated textile. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a smile of my own. Sid guided her toward the hall at the far side of the living way. Just before Carolyn went into the hall leading to the bedroom she turned, her centre questioning my acceptance of what was to obviously find. I nodded my headland and gave her a knowing wink.

Lynn rose up from the couch. `` Are you sure as shooting that everything about this is all proper 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 surely that Sid will take very beneficial care of her. He has a gracious seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we give them a few minutes and then we can go and mark on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in front of me. I slipped my paw up her leg and felt her twat through her already soggy step-in. I gently slipped them down her pegleg to the flooring and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one foot onto the couch, giving me often full admission between her branch.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet slash, she pulled her dress up and off. Her helping hand 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 left hand up her stomach to caress her fully breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my digit and stroking her clitoris with my pollex. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her hips, driving her cunt against my prying fingers.

By now my stiff cock was straining to be released from the confines of my khakis. I pulled her down and sat her on the couch as I knelt on the floor between her dislocate legs. I was going to love eating the deliciously saturated twat of this strikingly beautiful mature adult female. I dove into her cut with ebullience, alternating between thrusting my glossa between her purulent mouth and sucking her clit.

After a few legal brief here and now her pussy began to tense against my probing mouth. I slipped my finger back into her virgule and started to fingerfuck her with my finger's breadth, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the couch, thrusting her pussy punishing against my fingers while I sucked and licked her clitoris. Suddenly she achieved her climax. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her snatch clench and cramp around my finger's breadth as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her first climax of the night. Moments later she collapsed backward on the sofa, a broad smile tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was wonderful ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

I slipped my knitting shirt off over my header and stripped off my pant and boxers. I shoved my rigid spear toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some release 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 cadaver and dour cock. Once at the bedroom door, I saw that Sid 's look was buried in my married woman 's pussy. He had her second joint spread around his head, giving him complete access to her scrumptious naked body. 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, nooky ! '' she wailed as the loudness of the orgasm rushed through her body.

Eventually the climax faded and her torso suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her torso, licking and kissing, lingering at her minor boob in order suckle at her tremendously elongated nipple. I watched as his backbreaking cock rubbed and traced along her kitty lips. She responded by opening her wooden leg wider and thrusting her solidus toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her soggy slice. `` Carolyn, do you desire me to put my pecker in your pussy ? Do you need me to bang you ? '' Carolyn strained to hold on his prick with her pussy as she nodding her head. `` Tell me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to have it away me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to nonplus your tool in me ! I want you to fuck my genius out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hips toward her anxiously waiting snatch. I watched as his rigid rooster firmly disappeared into my wife 's slash, then re-emerge, glistening wet. With his second knife thrust he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing saturation as Carolyn 's helping hand grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the yard increased, she began squealing in sexual arousal. `` Oh have it off me, Sid ! Oh piece of ass ! Oh, do it ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his hard turncock, thrusting deep into her while I knew that she was trying to grasp his cock with her pussy, endeavoring to take it mysterious inside her with each knife thrust. I smiled, remembering that delicious experience from many nooky over the years. I 'm sure Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my hammer into her lip. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety lips were incessantly sucking on my stiff jibe, her tongue caressing the undersurface of my cock. She was an exceptional dickhead, and although I always enjoy a soundly blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a serious fucking. I reluctantly pulled her to her base and guided her to the adjoining guest bedroom.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and ready to make out. Lynn scrambled onto the Guest way bed as we entered the room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to fix an improved angle of incursion for me. She hurriedly spread her legs, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her thighs and positioned my dick at the entrance to her eager slit. As I pushed into her waiting puss, I felt her gash gobble up my rigid cock until my testis rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the wand of another orgasm. Her consistence started to shudder and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few deep cerebrovascular accident into her clinching pussy. `` roll in the hay me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! Fuck me ! shtup me ! screw me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her wolfish kitty-cat was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The combining of her surging body and her scream of overwhelming sexual passion, brought me to the brink of my own coming.

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

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

Her snatch seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, curtly strokes. Then I reached my own coming and began pumping my boiling semen into her pulse puss. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh screw ! Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated putz jerking as the creamy sperm flooded her sodden cunt.

Once our orgasms had subsided, we lay for long min, gasping for breath as the sexual surplusage gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted organic structure. Lynn lay in my arms, her brain nestled against my chest. Her bombastic tits were heaving as her body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our showdown. I reached down and surveyed the puffy brim of her pussy, my digit slipping inside the silky, soaked opening. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your pussy feel well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a mythologic fuck. '' After a few quiet moments she continued, `` Why do n't we unite Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the star sign and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared fresh troll of drink. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my undetermined arms. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' Fantastic ! I had a howling metre. I just had so many just orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you know, 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 living way, commenting on how we felt so much stuffy to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our drinks and Sid suggested that we take a communal shower. We all seemed to fit that it was necessary and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their large `` Florida-style '' shower, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating atomiser. Of course, there was a significant sum of kissing and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to step out of the shower, dry with the fluffy towels and return to the living room. Lynn and I took a few minutes longer to get dry and join the others. When we entered the support room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the couch, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my married woman 's juicy breasts, while his fingers easily slid in and out of her anxiously damp pussy. At the Saame clock time he gently used his thumb to stroke and caress her button. Carolyn leaned her head against the back of the couch, her eyes closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing drive and suckling lip. Lynn was slightly in the spark advance as we entered the livelihood elbow room. She paused in order to check Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her anxious soundbox.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my shaft to rest in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My hands glided around her to fondle her deliciously full, welcoming boob. 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 pussy.

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 cock, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken slit as he prepared to penetrate her twat. He lifted each of her peg, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulders and his rigid cock prodded against the brim of her anxious slash. When his cockhead pierced her pussycat, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically be intimate in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and chroma.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my cock. She looked back at me over her shoulder 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 lounge. Bracing herself on one arm, the fingers of Lynn 's free deal found her teat, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting prick. I grabbed her hips and began plunging my tool in and out of her scrumptious and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasance as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my tool into his wife 's slit. Oh, man ! The feeling was fantastic ! We each watched the others in this unrestrained, wonton sexual activity. Collectively we were building toward a awful grouping orgasm !

Carolyn was the first to arrive at her climax, her spasming pussy endeavoring to draw and quarter Sid 's tool ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! Fuck me ! Fuck me expert ! '' Sid hit bottom and held firm as his consistence shuddered and trembled. I could sense the throbbing of his cock as he flooded her twat with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moan slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my throbbing dick and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in exit as my sperm burst free, flowing deep into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the edge, screaming in sexual going as her own juices flooded down to get together mine.

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

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

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

Just like that, we became members of the neighborhood senior swinger social club. Our lives would never be the Lapp, as the succeeding weeks revealed..