Chapter 9

“What can you tell me about your family?” Jenny asked.

“I met Craig at university. I had been going with a guy for a while, and I knew it wouldn’t last. On our first date we fucked in the park, then I gave him a blow job. We ended the night at my apartment fucking again. I figured if Craig can cum three times in one night, and make me cum twice, I had better hang onto him, at least for the great sex. We fucked many times before saying we loved each other.”

“Marie and I had been married for a few years and were at a Christmas party. “She had a little too much to drink, and a guy took advantage of her. I caught her with her top off, sucking on a guy’s cock, and he was fingering her pussy. I had watched them for a moment and realized I liked watching her with another man. When I interrupted them, I told Marie to keep going. I sat on the bed and watched the guy fuck her, then I fucked her right after.”

“When we got home, we talked about what happened, and how it aroused us. From then on, that was the start to our swinger lifestyle. I’d watch Marie with different men, and several women, and she’d watch me fuck other women. Each time ended the day with us having a great fuck.”

“We have our problems like every marriage has. After eighteen years and two great kids, we’re still going good.”

“As you can see, Marie still has a great looking body and as beautiful as the day I met her. We happened to find out about the Hen House and thought it was perfect for us. We could go there to have sex with different men and women, for me, and other women for Craig, in a safe enviorment.”

“Come on, Jenny, let’s go to my room for a while,” Megan said, standing and offering her hand. They watched them leave holding hands.

“Tom you leave them alone. I’m sure you’ll get to fuck Jenny again,” Marie cautioned.

“Or another nice blow job. I have definately got to ask her out on a date.”

“Tom, don’t get your nuts in an uproar thinking you can fuck Jenny anytime you want,” Craig cautioned.

“I won’t. I figure if she’s freinds with Megan, she’ll be here enough times that I may get to fuck her.”

Jenny laid on her back on Megan’s bed with Megan lying close to her. They turned on their sides, Megan’s fingers combing Jenny’s long blonde hair.

“Was it your intention to have sex with me when I came over to help you with your math?”

“Sort of. I had to find out if you’d be receptive to my kisses and touch. Boys can be such jerkoffs sometimes. I’ve dated a few. They would tell their friends, ‘That Megan Williams, is she ever a good fuck!,’ or, ‘Can that Megan Williams ever give a good blow job, and she swallows!’ So you can see, I’m sort of leery of going out with a boy.”

“I told Tom, if he blabs to his friends about fucking me and giving him a blow job, I’ll deny it.”

“I’ll keep an eye on him and if I think he’s trashing you, I’ll suck on his cock, just to the point of cumming, then stop and tell him what I think of him,” she grinned.

Megan placed her hand on Jenny’s face, giving her a soft kiss. “Do you realize how beautiful you are. You have it all, blonde hair, a killer looking body, and you’re very smart.”

“I’m not that smart. When I began to grow breasts and my figure changing into more of a young woman’s, I noticed men looking at me differently. I can’t help it the way I look or am, I’m just me.”

“I like how you said that.” She kissed Jenny, sliding her hand under her top to caress her firm breast. Jenny sat up, taking off her top, then Megan’s.

“Who was your first fuck, you know that one you gave up your virginity to?” Jenny hesitated to answer her.

“My first fuck was with my dad, on my fourteenth birthday. He treated me so well. He’s taught me many ways to please a boy, sexually,” Megan revealed.