Transcontinental: Temporary Husbands, Temporary Wives
Copyright© 2025 by Wolf
Chapter 15: East Coast Swing
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15: East Coast Swing - Young, smart, dedicated, career-oriented, highly sexed. She is youngest woman to get tenure at prestigious eastern university. He’s promoted to the ‘best job ever’ on the west coast. What do they do? One answer is swap with a couple with the reverse problem. Does it stop there? Hardly! Another book in the collection of 20+ that author Wolf offers as eBooks at Bookapy, which supports elderly writers like him seeking to supplement their social security. Every book < $6, vast majority under $5.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Workplace Sharing Incest Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
I had to stop eating Steph’s pussy as I started an orgasm due to the inspiration of having Joe’s fat cock fucking my steamy little cooter for the second time that evening. The pleasure soared through my body. I lay on my back on the edge of my bed as he stood in front of me fucking my hot pussy. Steph sat lightly on my face so I could lap and lick her pussy, taking her from orgasm to orgasm as Joe worked his magic on me.
Dirk had already fucked Steph twice, so I was cleaning up his cum from inside her for a second time. Joe had fucked Bree, and I guess that left Dirk with sloppy seconds or he’d eaten her out when I hadn’t been looking. I’d circulated as an ‘extra’ between the couples for starters. We were all naked in my bedroom on our king-size bed.
Joe was now my partner, and doing a bang-up job of it. This was a good thing happening in my life, and I could see us continuing this beyond only that evening.
A few feet away, Dirk knelt behind a kneeling Bree and pumped his cock into her quim doggie style. Bree was vocal, announcing each jolt of energy and orgasm to the room as one ripped through her body. The bed shook.
The whole scene was highly erotic. We’d been fucking in various combinations or doing sexual things to each other for almost three hours. Outside, New England was in the process of getting buried by a blizzard. We didn’t care. We were warm, fucking up our own storm, and our house had a generator in case we lost electricity. I knew we also had plenty of fuel oil too.
Joe sped up his thrusts into my pussy until his body was a blur. His toned pelvis slapped against the back of my legs two or three times a second at his fastest speed, and then he came in a torrent of warm and viscous cum that I could feel blasting deep inside me. Joe bellowed out his orgasm, and that had driven me to one too, right along with his wife. They kissed over the top of my spasming body.
As we pulled apart, Joe lay beside me and we kissed. “Julie, you are spectacular. I’m so glad you and Steph are the kind of close friends that allow this to happen. I savor having been with you – and with Bree too. I consider this one of life’s best gifts to me.”
Steph came and hugged me, “Me too. You can eat pussy like a champ. Maybe we’ll have to rethink our lunches in the faculty cafeteria.” The two of us laughed because that idea was so far-fetched.
Bree moaned loudly, and obviously came again, right after Dirk announced in a loud whisper to her his imminent orgasm inside the pretty blonde’s body. Seconds later, the pair collapsed next to us. Thank God, we had a big bed.
I pushed Steph flat on the bed, and mounted her head for a change. She started to eat me, and then before she protested, Bree started getting pleasured by the neophyte pussy eater.
We finished the sexual part of the evening when Bree and I took turns munching and fingering Steph’s sweet cooter, until she begged us to stop from sensory overload. My guess was also that some of us might be a little sore tomorrow.
Steph asked, “Are we all going to sleep in the same bed? I sense that we’re sort of done for the night – at least for a few hours anyway.”
Dirk said, “I was hoping to cuddle up with you Steph. Maybe we could go into the guest room if no one minds. I’m done for a while anyway and five in this bed is not conducive to sleep.”
Joe said, “Oh, goody. I get to sleep with Julie and Bree, if they don’t mind.”
I said, “Shower anyone?”
Bree teased, “Heck, no. We’d wash off all this cum, girl juice, and sweat we’ve worked so hard to make all night long, plus I love the smell of good sex. Let’s wait until morning. Maybe we can add to it later in the night.” She looked at Joe and smiled in invitation. God, if he didn’t fuck her, I would.
Joe said, “I like the way you think.”
As Steph’s svelte naked body sashayed out of the master bedroom, with Dirk’s hunky form close behind, I leaned over and switched off one of the bedside lights. The only light in the room now came from a safety nightlight in the hall. Joe lay back, and Bree and I cuddled our naked bodies on either side of him. We were all asleep within a couple of minutes. Sex was hard work.
The next day, Sunday, Russ called me on a video call in the afternoon and gave me a stroke-by-stroke account of the Swinger’s Pajama Party, this time at Nancy and Phil’s home in Los Altos, California. Russ also wanted to hear about the five-some that we’d had at our house.
Russ said, “It just wasn’t the same without you there, Babe. Jo got into it and had a good time, and I did too, but I really wished I could have watched you playing around like at the last party out here.”
“How many women did you fuck? What was it like?”
“Five. It was similar to the party at Gordon and Marie’s house. They’d put cushioned mats and futons all over the floor of their large master bedroom, and an equally large guest room, plus there were the beds. More people were there too, about thirty.
“Some of the women were really good looking, women that hadn’t been at the last party. The start was very sexy. I think every guy was there in only the bottoms of a pair of PJs. The women, however, were like Jo. They each wore some gossamer nightwear that showed off their bodies in very nice ways. We did drinks and snacks, and then the main event started.
“I did a couple of women using the Tantric sex techniques Jo and Dirk have been teaching me. My partners loved it, and we felt really close to each other each time. We really got spiritual too, talking about love in the universe, chakras, multiverses, and the healing power of sex. We were unusually tranquil and serene. By ‘we,’ I mean the new women, one at a time – Olga and Briana – both blondes, Lena – a redhead, and Jill – a brunette. People on the east coast don’t talk about this stuff that much.”
“Keep going, I’m jilling off here just thinking about it.”
Russ chortled, “Well, I did our hostess – that’d be Nancy, and you met her. She’s a hot little number that also wanted a double penetration. After we’d fucked for a while, her husband joined us and took her ass. She must have cum a dozen times before he finished off in her tail, and then another guy came and worked on her after we flipped her over. We put on a bit of a sex show because she was so vocal. Finally, he came and that triggered Nancy again, and when she started squeezing I allowed myself to jet my cream into her. She loved it.”
Russ paused, “Hey, I want to hear about the five-some that you, Dirk, Bree, Steph, and Joe had. I’ll tell you more about my party in a minute.”
I started, “Well, I wished you’d been there too. It turns out that Steph has had the hots for you since she met you years ago at some college function we were at. She made me promise to have her over when you were home, and she was so insistent, I’m looking forward to it too – just watching the two of you.”
“Well, I think Steph is a hot little fox. I wish we’d been more adventuresome back when we met them. Maybe we could have started messing around with them back then.”
I told Russ, “After Dirk and Joe were tired out, Bree and I went down on Steph. Her pussy tastes like fine wine, plus she’s unbelievably orgasmic. We were barely touching her with our tongues, and she was popping off climaxes one right after the other. She had to beg us to stop eventually because we’d exhausted her. She’s really creamy too, and I know you like that.”
“What about Joe,” Russ asked.
“He’s a stud, and I think he’s still learning how to please a woman. Bree and I got instructional without letting him know it. He was attentive, but usually didn’t last long. He had good recovery time, but after three rounds was done for a few hours.”
Russ said, “I used to be that way until our friends introduced me to the spiritual and Tantric approaches to sex and loving someone. I’m still practicing and having to think consciously about using them.”
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