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I will give you a hint about how the evening ended. The next day we had to haul our box spring out to the curb and go bed shopping. The damage wasn't due to the size of the participants, rather their enthusiasm.

As we left the last part of the story, the four of us, Jayme and I, Jo and Matt (not a couple), were on the way back from the strip club. Everyone but me was in the back seat having fun. I was driving and listening. It was too dark to see and it was probably safer in terms of driving that I couldn't.

I didn't even ask if anyone wanted to come to our house. I figured it was a given. At least no one hesitated or protested when I pulled into our driveway. When we came inside, I noted that our two friends didn't know exactly what to do next. How could they.  As we've said before, the transition between fun night out and in can be tricky even for experienced swingers.  We were in need of some sort of easy way to continue in a new locale. So much can be lost between a car and a home.

Jayme excused herself to the bathroom. She came out naked. Transition accomplished. If ever you find yourself in an awkward situation or a lull in the action, nudity is generally a perfect solution. 

She told us to follow her, which we all did, to the bedroom. "I don't want to be the only one naked," she said. Everyone began taking off their clothes. Heaps of intermingled clothing, pants caught on ankles, all around the bed. Jayme jumped on the bed, right in the center.

Jo was the first to join her. Matt said, "I would kind of like to watch you two for awhile." He stood back a pace from the bed taking it all in. I decided to follow suit, though I couldn't just watch for very long.

No hesitation. No talking. Jo and Jayme went down on each other. Moans. Jayme then crouched on top of Jo giving her long, deep kisses. On her hands and knees above Jo, Jayme looked like a jungle cat. Her prey was very willing though.

I had too fine a veiw of their pussies at that point to continue just to watch the show.   I went down on Jo; Jayme went down on Matt; Matt went down on both; Jayme and Jo team-sucked both of us.  And it wasn't very long before both the women were on their backs, heads tilted to the sides, kissing each other, while the two men fucked them from opposite sides of the bed.

 

Frankly, I can't reconstruct every scene.  It was intense.  Barely a word, just moans and bed squeaking

Then the bed broke.  It didn't just fall off the frame.  We broke the box springs.  Wood shards were on the floor.  The frame cracked outward.  The bed slanted at about a 20 degree angle. 

After a brief giggle and a failed attempt to right the situation, we all went back to sweaty sex.  Matt excused himself to the bathroom, and must have decided it was time to head home.  About a half hour later, we noticed he was gone.  It wasn't that his participation wasn't missed; there was just too much else going on. 

We had fallen into a wonderfully natural threesome.  The women kissing while I penetrated one, then the other, from behind.  Someone's hand massaging my balls as I thrust.  One of the women moving down to lick the other's clit while we continued to fuck. 

Amazing.  Spontaneous.  And then a long, quiet sleep, the three of us smashed together on the slanting bed.. 

© 2006 James & Jayme Wayne