Chapter 4: A Night of Firsts

MEL

Our Girls’ Coffee Club on Saturday morning took place inside the establishment because of rain. The weather resulted in mostly drive-through customers, so we almost had the inside tables to ourselves.

After our niceties, Sarah said in a near whisper tinged with naughtiness, “So, are we going to fuck each other’s husbands tonight? I’ll go on record as saying ‘Yes, I want to do just that’.”

Ashley said, “Yes, I hope so. Dave turned me on so hard last Saturday that I would have signed up to be his sex slave.” She glanced at me with a grin. I was only agreeing with her with my head nods and a bold grin.

I added, “Fuck, yes. We’re almost there, and there are dozens of other things on your Sex List that would be fun to do with someone other than our usual spouse. I can’t believe we’re all agreeing to this, but I think the extramarital sex would be great in many ways.”

Sarah said, “Then tonight, it’s an ‘Anything Goes’ night – and no recriminations.”

The other two nodded, along with Sarah.

“And, just to be explicit, none of us are going to get our nose out of joint or get jealous when you see your hubby sexually romancing one of us ... as in fucking our lights our and hearing our orgasmic moans? And, perhaps more importantly, you don’t think that any of our hubbies will come unglued and run screaming to the divorce court when they see us fucking someone else?”

I spoke up, “Not Dave. We sort of talked about that this past week during and around our video calls when we had cybersex with some other people. He’s good, plus he admitted to wanting to be with each of you in a carnal way. I think he’s had a hard-on all week thinking about the possibility.” I giggled.

Sarah said, “OK. Just to confirm, Cindy is watching our six monsters at Mel’s home tonight, and she’s been set up for an overnight because of our late party. I promise there will be no more cock-blocking alarms going off just when things get interesting. Everyone can stay over at our house ... and keep fucking until tomorrow morning.” She’d already apologized a hundred times for the not-to-subtle alarm the previous Saturday.

Ashley turned to Sarah and asked, “What are you going to have us do for the coming week?”

“Well, we’re all somewhat constrained because of our children. We will need a way to get around that as we continue to broaden our horizons and keep our spouses aroused. Remember, we’re trying to get a lot more sex as our original goal. How about, we each have to make love outside in our own back yard?”

Ashley and I both shrugged but nodded.

I suggested, “With someone who’s not your spouse could be added to that to make it really interesting. Now that we’re getting into that Sex List and we’re opening up our marriages, we should take advantage of those things. You have ‘Make love in a restaurant’ on the list; that’s an example of just one other challenge where we could use someone else’s husband.

“After tonight, we will all be psyched to be with our two new partners. Pure lust will be flowing through everyone’s veins. Hurray. We’re all going to get laid, and I’m all for that. Orgasms galore. We should take advantage of that excitement before it fades.”

Ash said, “I agree, and we should think about how to sustain the lust after it starts, but I think there should be a rule or two that we try to adhere to.”

Sarah asked, “Such as?”

“We always sleep with our spouses. No overnights or weekends, at least not yet. It’d probably be hard to do with the kids around anyway, unless we take a trip someplace sans kids.”

I nodded, “Also, we can go bareback unless one of us does something sexual with someone outside our group of six. This is our private Sex Club otherwise.”

Sarah said, “I think we should also have a Group of Six sit down and talk about this sex stuff sometimes soon – maybe in a week, assuming we culminate some” pairings tonight. We should do a health check with us all together.”

Ash said, “Do you two think we should stick to only one partner a night – like tonight?”

Sarah said, “The men know we’ve been pairing off with them. Are you thinking about fucking both of the other men who aren’t your spouse tonight?”

Ash grinned and nodded, “And my spouse, of course. Reclamation sex will be needed at the end of the night, if he has any gas left in his tank.”

I shrugged and volunteered, “I love lots of sex. If it’s with multiple partners in an evening, I’m all for it. I think that I’m going to turn into a cock hound.”

Sarah said, “Me, too. I guess that settles that, too.”

I speculated, “What’s the story we want to have under our belts when we get caught?”

“Caught?” Ashley asked quickly.

“If not outright having sex, say we’re out with a husband not our own and a colleague or neighbor sees you? What do you say is going on? I’m not sure I want to openly admit that Dave and I and you all are in a swinger’s group or Sex Club.”

Sarah said, “We won some kind of prize or this is a reward for one of us for exceptional babysitting or something like that?”

“Okay, I can go with that, “I said. Ashley nodded.

DAVE

For lack of an acceptable excuse to be together, the three men in our group gathered in Jim’s garage with the hood open on his car. Officially, we were consulting about air flow and filtration around the engine. In truth, we had another agenda.

I teased Ken and Jim, “So, who’s going to fuck Mel tonight? She is so ready you can probably smell her pheromones and sexual juices from here, and it’s even raining to frustrate the spread of her aromas.”

Jim rolled his eyes, “We almost got there last week.”

Ken said, “Not even five minutes more last week, and I would have been buried in Sarah’s sweet hairy cooter. That damn alarm was a really sad event.”

Jim chuckled, “I told Sarah that if that happened again, she’d have to move out of the neighborhood for a month.”

I looked at each of the other men. Neither had answered my question. I gestured to each of them. Eventually, Ken said, “Put me on the list. I’d love to be with Mel. She’s so sweet and as hot as any of our wives, but I want to be with Sarah, too.”

Jim nodded, “Me, too. I want Mel, but also Ashley.”

“And. Just to be explicit, I will be with one or both or your wives before the end of the evening – and by ‘being with’ I mean romancing, copulating with, fucking, making love with, and pledging love and lust to.”

“Yep,” Jim said in an accepting tone, agreeing with my list of terms.

“And that’s okay with each of you? You’ll be with Mel or another woman not your wife.”

Ken said, “I’m in.”

Jim said, “I’m in.”

I asked, “If you got really pissed and angry at me tonight while all that was going on, what would I have done with your spouse?”

There was silence for a bit and then Jim said, “Disrespected either Sarah or me. Just to be clear, this is not a cuckolding situation. No one is going to end up in a cock cage or being humiliated in some way by the others.”

Ken and I both nodded in agreement.

Ken said, “I agree. I guess I’d get angry or peeved if you did something with Ashley that she didn’t or wouldn’t do with me.”

I suggested, “Anal sex, for instance?”

“Exactly. She’s said that’s not her thing, ... but with another man and the right conditions, who knows what she’d do. Soooooo, I guess if she wants to try anal sex, do it. Just don’t force anything on her.”

“What else? Blowjobs? Cum in mouth? Painting her face or tits with cum?”

“Nah, we do all that stuff. That’s fine and she likes that stuff. As I think about it, my concern is silly. If she thinks she’d enjoy something that we haven’t done before, I want her to be happy. Do it, and don’t worry about me. We’ll try it later in the comfort of our own bed.” He laughed and said, “I’ll take sloppy seconds, too.”

Ken said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, “Just so you know, I clean up Ashley after we’ve fucked. I mean I eat her out. We even snowball.”

“So noted,” I said. “I think I’m about to learn a new skill in order to keep up with the neighbors.”

Jim looked at Ken in awe, “And it doesn’t bother you?”

Ken shook his head. “It’s sterile stuff coming out of me and a cunt I love to eat. Most of the taste and aroma is Ash. When I started, I thought it’d be really gross, but it’s not. Hell, she often gives me a blowjob and swallows. I figured that I should do something equivalent.”

Jim turned to me, “What about you?”

“About the only thing that would make me angry is if you run away with my wife; other than that, make her happy. I do need to confess that since this stuff started I could kind of see the arc we were on, with intercourse and romance on the horizon. I’ve been facing my demons about that stuff, and have done some reading and watched videos about such situations. That helped soften me up and Mel, too. We are up for this.”

We broke up after that discussion and I ran home through the raindrops.

A few hours later, Mel and I used an umbrella in our speed walk to Jim and Sarah’s home. Both Ken and Jim had earlier escorted their two children each to our house, and Cindy was there, getting them organized with games and junk food. They were all making popcorn when we left and preparing to watch a Disney movie on TV.

Cindy did give us a funny look when we headed out. I wondered what she thought we were going to do that evening. We were both casually dressed, but Mel was obvious bra-less, and I was commando. I wondered whether she could tell.

Cindy was a svelte brunette with blonde streaks added, who actually looked older than her eighteen years. She’d babysat for over five years for each of the families in our new Sex Club, and so knew all about us and our children.

Our group was very kissy-huggy-feely in our greetings. I’d obviously been ‘assigned’ Sarah, not that I was complaining. She already had my glass of wine prepared with ice, just the way I like it. I could tell that my new ‘girlfriend’ was out to please me. I gave her a serious kiss to thank her for her consideration. I also possessively put my arm around her and kept it there, often allowing my fingertips to stroke the shape of her breast or even entice the nipple for a few seconds. Like the others, she was braless.

Also, like Mel, Sarah and Ashley both wore short-shorts that revealed long shapely legs and ‘come fuck me’ shoes that did wonders for their leg tone. Above, they each wore crop tops that invited an interested party to reach under the material and paw at their tits.

Jim was cooking on his grill in the garage, using a box fan to push the smoke outside into the rain. The set up allowed him to cook and not get wet. Ashley was all but glued to Jim’s side, handing him things and trying to anticipate what he needed. Mel immediately got with Ken inside; I tried not to think about anything negative happening.

The meal we had was relatively simple: burgers, baked potato, and corn on the cob. The discussion was about jobs, children, and weather, until Sarah asked us to report on our Cybersex calls.

Everyone had managed a call and had pictures or short videos of some kind. Mel and I had the best videos. None of us showed our entire call, and Mel and I only showed a select portion of our calls, including the couple-couple cybersex exhibitionism that we had with Chelsea and Edwin.

Ken asked Sarah what the challenge for the coming week was. She laughed and said, “You are each to have sex in your own backyard sometime over the next two weeks ... with someone other than your spouse.”

There was silence and then we all nervously chuckled and looked around the dining table at each other. No one raised any objection, so I guess it was accepted as the challenge of the period.

I observed to the group that the challenge would mean that each back yard would get used twice – once for the male and once for the female of the house; and that further each person would likely have sex twice during over the two-week window with somebody not their spouse: in their own yard, and then helping somebody else out in their yard. No one raised any kind of objection, which I took as further acceptance about what would happen after dinner.

Eventually, Mel laughed and pointed out the window behind her, “In the rain?”

Sarah said, “It’s supposed to stop tonight and be nice all week. In a pinch, I suppose you could do it in you garage so long as the door was open.” She laughed. All our garage doors fully exposed the interior to the street we lived on.

Sarah said, “I anticipated the scheduling issue that Dave raised, and even produced a little strawman timetable for everyone. This assures everyone that they get about the same amount of participation as everyone else. You don’t need to abide by the dates or times; they’re just for illustration so there aren’t overlaps.” She waved her hand and said, “And now for our first dessert.”

After Sarah’s brownie and ice cream for dessert, we pitched in to clean up from the meal. I’d already taken the last of my vitamins, supplements, and chemicals to enhance my sexual performance. While everything else was going on, Ken and I rearranged the living room, and also adjusted the drapes on the windows facing the street. We’d put on some music just as the others joined us.