Reap What You Sow

Reap What You Sow by Peter Pan part 1 My life had been pretty uneventful until six months ago. Who am I? Well, my name is Sarah - Sarah Briggs. I am 24 years old and married to a loving and caring husband, Tony. We have been married for 6 years and have no children. Not that we wouldn't have children. We were childhood sweethearts - you know the picture - holding hands in the schoolyard, stealing kisses behind the bikesheds, pledging undying love at fourteen, vowing to have six children. Well, our love lasted right through puberty and by eighteen we were still a couple, neither had been with another partner, and we were still devoted to one another. So, marriage was sort of inevitable, and we took our oaths on my eighteenth birthday. We didn't try for children until Tony's career was established, so it was about two years ago we tried to start the family. Unfortunately it was not to be. I had difficulty in conceiving, and when I did, I had a miscarriage with complications which left me infertile. A big disappointment, whic h may have had some influence on the events which were to follow. At the time my story starts, I had not yet returned to work. To be honest, we were going through a period of reassessment of our lives. Sex had always been good for me, but what did good actually mean? I had known no other man but Tony, and although I knew I loved the actual act of sex, I really had no yardstick. I did not have any close friends with whom to discuss these matters. All my friends were made at work, and I had lost contact with them when I left. I enjoyed oral sex, both giving and receiving, but Tony only really enjoyed receiving it, and as time went on I stopped giving head if I was not given any in return. This left me relatively cold when we started intercourse and Tony invariably came before I was ready. It was only when I was really in the mood that I managed to orgasm, which was probably three times in the last year. Don't get me wrong. I enjoyed the whole act of making love, and we had got into a routine of doing it two or three times a week, which I believed to b e normal. I always relied on Tony to make the first move, and ever since the miscarriage the interval between sex had stretched. We were now only having it once a week, and I never orgasmed. It was obvious to us both that we had to sit down and talk it through, and it was Tony who actually suggested we did just that. It was difficult for us as neither had experience outside of each other, and it was Tony who suggested he rented some adult videos for us to watch. I was very sceptical as I suspected that it was all an act and we would learn very little. Nevertheless, I agreed to watch them together. Once I saw them I knew my suspicions were correct. Women could never have so intense an orgasm as was portrayed in the films! And where did they get those actors from? Their cocks were twice the size of Tony's 5 inches! It was all well and good women enjoying sex in the doggie position when they had a partner with 7 inches or more, but normal men wouldn't be able to penetrate far enough to satisfy the woman! We had given up trying that position long ago. However, as Tony pointed out, perhaps we should try again. We must have looked at a dozen films over the next two weeks, and it became clear that Tony got really turned on when group sex was involved. He couldn't hide it as we used to watch them in bed, wearing nothing, and he always had an instant erection when the scene involved group sex. I also noticed that there was the same effect when the scene involved a black man having sex with a white woman, and if I was honest, I did think the contrasting colours were very erotic. It certainly was an education for us both, although I remained very sceptical. How could any man satisfy more than one woman? Once he had come he was no good for at least an hour, and had no interest to continue. Now I COULD believe a woman could satisfy two men. How often was I just warming up when Tony came and then fell asleep. However, these were only films, and the people in them actors. Normal people did not engage in group sex. What about the sanctity of marriage? It therefore came as a complete bolt out of the b lue when Tony suggested we involve other people in our sex lives. " How can you dare suggest such a thing" I cried. "Don't you love me any more?" I started to cry. " Don't cry honey" he replied " Of course I still love you. It's just that we can't carry on having unsatisfactory sex. We need to spice it up a bit, and other people may be able to do that. You've seen how turned on I am when we watch those group sex scenes." "Perhaps if you could enjoy giving oral sex as much as those actors appear to do, our sex life wouldn't be so unsatisfactory" I sniffed. " Oh honey, you know I don't like doing that - I honestly don't like the taste. But if another man did it to you, I could live with that and you would get more satisfaction!" "Could you really live with me having sex with another man?" I asked him. " I find that incredible. I don't think I could live with you having sex with another woman." " How do you know if you never try?." " That answer is as old as the hills." I replied. And so the argument went on. As the evening went on, Tony seemed to get more and more excited about the idea and became more and more insistent. My opposition got weaker as I grew tired. Tony finally produced a swingers magasine which he had bought, and asked me to look through it. In it were all types of adverts. Lots of men looking for women; women looking for men ( 'prostitutes' I thought ); and lots of couples wanting to meet other couples - more than I had expected. There were also some articles describing swinging activities. I read one or two. Not surprisingly, couples described group sex as a wonderful experience, and something which had richened their lives and strengthened their marriages. I knew that they wouldn't have printed any article which had said the opposite, and that Tony had deliberately selected the magasine to support his case, but my resistance was breached. "Okay, okay you've worn me down." I said. " I'll go along with if it is what you really want. But I warn you, if I try it and I don't like it, we stop and that is it. No more. Be aware that there could be consequences." Tony was jumping for joy now. " Thanks, honey, I know you won't regret it. What kind of consequences were you thinking of?" " Nothing in particular." I sighed. " Perhaps I might like it! " "That's the whole idea!" he shouted with glee. "I'll put an advert in the next edition of this magasine. How about 'First time married couple looking for similar to enjoy sexy times together.' "Whatever you wish." I sighed. I was no longer in the mood to argue. The advert was duly placed in the magasine the next day. The answers to our advert started to come through about three weeks later. By that time I had mentally accepted what we would be doing, and was determined to give it my best shot. I argued that if I went into it with a negative attitude, it would never be successful. I had given the matter a great deal of thought since the night we made the decision to try sex with another couple. It wasn't the thought of having sex with another man that bothered me. If Tony could handle that idea, then I was sure I could. It was the thought of him having sex with another woman which disturbed me. I knew I would be so jealous. As to having to watch them - the thought almost made me sick. I had talked to Tony about my jealousy, and he had suggested we take it slowly and start by having sex with a different partner in seperate rooms. When we both felt comfortable with that, we could progress to same-room sex. Of course, the other couple would have to agree. Quite frankly, the replies were very disappointing. Half were semi-illiterate, and the langauage of many was appalling. I was already nervous, and the last thing I wanted to hear was how hard the man would fuck me, where he would fuck me, how he would make me squeal etc.etc. I wanted to be introduced to the scene slowly, and with sensitivity. Only six letters made the first cut. Two of those were discounted because they weren't married, and two more because they were over forty and too experienced in swinging for the stage where we were. This left two. One was from a young couple our age who were also doing it for the first time, and a younger, mixed-race couple of eighteen; he was black and she was white. We decided to try the couple of our own age. It was a disaster! We had agreed to meet at our house, as they had two kids, and had also agreed to seperate rooms. Although we were pretty comfortable that married couples would be sexually clean, both couples agreed to provide certificates to prove it. It was a little embarassing getting tested, but no big deal. On the night we were very nervous, but nowhere near as nervous as they were. Neither were particularly good looking. She was rather plain, with a dark complexion, a short, rather plump figure with very small breasts, and closely cut dark hair - a complete contrast to my 5'8" 36c:24:36 figure, of which I was very proud, shoulder length blonde hair and very fair complexion. He was exceptionally tall and thin with a long pointed nose and very thick spectacles, again a big contrast to Tony's rather stout 5'9" frame. After some very nervous exchange of who we were, what our backgrounds were, we discussed why we had each decided to try swinging. It was obviously his idea and I got the impression tha t she still had not been convinced. Despite this, Tony and Mary departed to our guest bedroom and Phil and I stayed in the lounge. When alone with me, he was even more nervous, so much so that I decided to take the initiative. I didn't find him attractive at all, but took a deep breath and leaned over, loosened his tie and kissed him on the lips. I unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt and lowered his trousers and briefs together. I was still fully dressed. I took his soft penis in my hand and started to caress it. I call it a penis because I can't bring myself to call it a cock! What a disappointment!! Those videos had conditioned me that there were bigger cocks than Tony's out in the big bad world, but Phil's was even smaller! It was only about 3 inches long in the flacid state, and no amount of caressing would get it hard! I decided drastic action was needed, and was just about to take it in my mouth, when I heard footsteps and someone sobbing. As I looked up, Mary burst into the roo m. She took one look at what I was about to do, screamed and rushed over to us. She pulled him from me, crying " I can't go through with it." Within 30 seconds Phil was dressed, and they were closing the door as Tony entered the room. He shrugged his shoulders and said " We did nothing but talk, and as soon as I went to kiss her, she started to cry and rushed out of the bedroom." I explained that we had not got much further, but when I told him that I was on the point of sucking his penis, Tony got very excited, and within minutes we were making love - the best for many months. When we had finished, we talked and agreed to give it one final try - with the young mixed-race couple. Exactly one week later, we were awaiting the arrival of the young couple. To be honest, our expectations were not high. I was fairly relaxed. Again, I was determined to give it my best shot, but if it didn't work this time, we had agreed we would not try again. Tony had contacted the couple and spoken to Ray. His wife's name was Diane and Ray had suggested meeting at our house, which was fine by us. They had agreed to seperate rooms to start and to the provision of health certificates, so it was all systems go. The bell rang and Tony went to answer the door. A few seconds later we were introducing ourselves. What a difference to the first couple! Ray was tall, 6'2" but looked to have a muscular frame. His skin was jet black, and boy, was he good looking! His hair was close-cropped, his nose rather Roman-like, quite different from the normal flat noses of the African races, and his eyes were piercing. She was also good looking, a similar build to myself but with brown hair and slightly smaller breasts. Diane was wearing a low cut blouse and very short skirt with high heels. Together with too much mascara and bright red lipstick, I thought she looked rather slutish! When they sat down, Diane sat close to Tony and started immediately to come on strong. We chatted about ourselves freely and openly, and found that the reasons for starting to swing were very similar. I say we chatted, but it was Ray who did all the talking, Diane just stroked Tony's arm, looking directly into his eyes. I hoped she wouldn't be too forward as Tony in the early days had reacted badly to me taking the initiative, and at those times had failed to perform. She certainly didn't seem to have any nerves, considering she was a novice at swinging! After about 20 minutes chat, we decided to seperate, Tony again in the guest room with Diane, me in the lounge with Ray. As soon as we were alone, Ray leant over and kissed me full on the lips. Clearly he was used to setting the pace, even at the tender age of 18. The kiss was long and sensuous, and I felt myself melting into his arms. God, if he could kiss like that, how did he fuck! I was about to find out. He began to unbutton my blouse and slowly slipped it from my shoulders onto the floor. Almost unnoticed he unclipped my bra and suddenly it had joined my blouse on the floor. He bent and started to kiss each breast in turn, little sucks and licks, rolling his tongue round each nipple and finally taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. This was more like it. I was getting hot. He went back to kissing me on the lips, our mouths now wide open and our tongues exploring one another. I knew I was already very wet. Ray's hand moved to my skirt and undid the zip. I lifted my hips and the skirt fell to the floor. My panties quickly followed and I was naked. I had decided to wear no pantyhose. R ay, of course, was still fully clothed. This was not fair, I wanted to see his body naked too. I began to urgently undress him, first his shirt was almost dragged off him, and then both trousers and briefs lowered together. I let out a short gasp. He certainly had a fine body; wide shoulders, narrow waist, chiselled stomache muscles, and the blackness of his skin was such a contrast to my white body that it made my juices flow even more. But it was his cock which made me gasp. It was already 7 inches long and was still only semi-hard. Suddenly I could no longer see it as Ray gently pushed me onto my back, lay me on the settee, and raising my legs in the air, started to lick between them. Good oral sex at last. And he WAS good!. He started by licking up and down my slit, and he found it very, very wet. Making his tongue hard he worked it right inside my pussy like a small cock and began short stabbing thrusts with it. I felt my insides starting to react. His tongue then moved to my clit and he began to lick round and over it, time and again. I could not stand this for long, before I felt my first orgasm hit me so violently that I cried out in pleasure. I say first because he didn't stop, but went back to licking my pussy, avoiding my, by now, very sensitive clit, and started building me to my next orgasm. This he achieved without returning to my clit at all, but concentrated solely on licking and sucking inside my pussy and then his tongue was going lower and started licking round my anus. This was a first for me, and I couldn't believe how good it felt. " GOD, Ray, that feels SO good don't stop." I cried. Ray did continue, for about five more minutes, and then made his tongue hard again and pushed it actually into my asshole. I started cumming immediately, crying out even louder than before. As I came down from my orgasm I knew I had to return the favour. Ray understood this and stood up. His cock was almost at full mast and must have been at least 8 inches long, and was only inches away from my face. I reached out for it and grasped that beautiful ebony pole. My hand could nowhere near circle it, such was it's girth, and as I lowered my head and touched it with my tongue, it twitched and gained it's full dimension. I could not have stopped now if I had wanted. My body was in command. I had to take that magnificent specimen of a cock into my mouth! My lips enclosed the black rod and I took 5 inches into my mouth until it touched the back of my throat. It was too wide to take any more. How hard it was, like an iron bar. I started to bob up and down, sucking as hard as I could. Ray start ed to groan, so I knew my talents were appreciated. I wanted his come in my mouth first, so when his balls started to twitch, I gripped his ass tighter and pulled him to me. I managed another two inches - it was now entering my throat - and sucked even harder. " AGHH I am cumming." he cried, and I felt him spurting into my mouth and down my throat. I felt a temor start within my pussy. ' It can't be happening' I thought, but it was! I came again, as his jism forced it's way down my gullet. I couldn't hold it all and some leaked out and ran down my chin onto my breasts. I opened my lips and he withdrew. I was unprepared for the next spurt as I thought I had emptied his balls. Another blast caught me full in the face and I could feel his jism cover my eyelids and wet my hair. The thought of what I must look like had me coming again. As the orgasm receded, another myth was killed. I expected his cock to soften and for Ray to move away from me. Rather, he sat down next to me, and started to caress my body. I could not believe my eyes. I reached for his cock and it was still rock hard! He lay me on my back, positioned that wonderful black wand at the entrance to my pussy and thrust forward. I was so wet that all 9 inches entered me until he was lodged up to the hilt. I had never felt so full in my life and I started cumming again. This was fucking like I had never known. I almost swooned with the ecstasy. He was now thrusting in and out in long, powerful strokes, his big black balls brushing against my ass on each inward thrust, his cock almost coming out on the outward thrust. I was experiencing my first multi-orgasm and cumming and cumming and cumming. Despite the fact he had come only fifteen minutes earlier, I recognised those tell-tale signs and he was soon blasting a second load of jism into me. This time I co uld feel it entering my womb. I gripped his back with my heels, wanting to keep him inside me for as long as possible. I was in another world. I never understood how good sex could be until that moment. It was pleasure I could never have imagined and I realised that at that moment, I would do anything this man asked of me. It was as I was coming down from that earth-shattering series of orgasms that I realised that we were not alone. Tony was standing there, mouth wide open and staring at my gaping pussy and the still-hard black cock withdrawing from it, coated with our joint juices. He would also have noticed my cum-coated face, wreathed in an ecstatic smile. He was naked and sporting an erection, although compared to the huge black one lying on my thigh it was like a child's. Diane was also standing there, but she was fully dressed. " I'm leaving " she said, " It's pointless me staying as the only time Tony has managed an erection was when he saw his wife being fucked. I'm sorry, Ray, but I tried to give you your moneysworth, but I could't get him hard, even with my talented mouth. His thoughts were always elsewhere. It was only when I started to talk to him about what you would be doing to his darling wife that his pecker started coming to life. The thought of your big black cock driving in and out of his precious wife's cunt really started to get him excited. You don't need me to be here - Tony is a born voyeur, and I wouldn't be surprised if he is submissive as well." With that, Diane picked up her coat and left. Ray got up, sighed and went to the bathroom to get cleaned up, taking his clothes with him. I just lay there naked, wallowing in the pleasure I had been given, Ray's jism oozing from my pussy. Ray returned fully dressed and sat down beteen Tony and me, both still naked. " I have a confession to make. " Ray began. " You heard Diane talking about giving me my moneysworth. Well, Diane is not my wife. I am not married. I live in a bachelor flat with my best mate Jerome, who is also black. Neither of us are looking for a serious relationship as we are students and concentrating on our studies. We both love sex, neither had ever had a white woman and were eager to try one. We thought a married woman who didn't want complications would be ideal, especially if her husband knew about it. So, we advertised in the swinger magasine you used, but got nowhere. We advertised singly and together, but I guess that magasine concentrates on couples and we didn't get any replies worth pursuing. That is when I got the idea of answering adverts from couples looking for other couples, but I needed a wife. So, I hired Diane. She is from an escort agency, but I assure you she is perfectly clean. Those certificates were genuine. I am not particularly proud of telling you lie s, but I am glad I did it. Sarah, that was the best sex I have ever had, and I now know that I love fucking a white woman, much better than a black one. That colour contrast drives me crazy, and you were just incredible. It was as if you would do anything I asked you to do." 'If Ray just knew how true that is' I thought! " I know right now you think I've betrayed you. However, if you can accept that my motives were sound, and I did plan to tell you before it went any further, I would very much like to see you again. Here is my phone number. Please give me a call if you want to see me. Of course, it will be without Diane, but if she is correct in her assessment of what Tony wants, that may not be a problem." He handed Tony a card and left. For a time we just lay there, not relly being able to take it all in. Eventually I asked Tony " Well, was Diane right?" Tony looked directly into my eyes. " Yes, she was right, but that is only part of the truth. When we were watching those group sex scenes on the videos and I was getting an erection, you didn't realise that it was only the group scenes with two or more men and one woman that was turning me on. I wasn't interested in the scenes with one man and a number of women. Furthermore, whenever there was one woman and a number of men. I was imagining that woman was you! And did you not notice how hard I got when there was a black man with a white woman. I was also imagining that woman was you." " I did notice,Tony " I replied, " and I must admit those interracial scenes turned me on too. Now I know why! " " You see, Sarah, I really do not have any interest in fucking another woman. What really turns me on is you fucking another man, especially a black man. Seeing it was even better than I could contemplate, but just knowing you were fucking him was a really big turn-on for me. You said you could live with yourself fucking another man but not me with another woman. So now we have tried it, how do you feel? " I thought for a moment. " Tony, this was your idea and I went along with it. Remember I said there may be consequences - such as I might like it. Well, I HAVE tried it and I DO like it. I am going to be very honest now. Sex with Ray was the most incredible experience of my life. I have to say it, sex with you is nice; sex with him just turns me inside out. I'm not saying I'm in love with him, I hardly know him and this is not about love, it's about SEX. I love you. I don't kow if it's Ray, his big cock or because he is black. It's probably all three. All I know is that before, I had sex with him because you wanted me to. Now I will have sex with him because I want to. Do you still want me to have sex with him? " I could see Tony getting an erection as I spoke. " It looks as if your prick is speaking for you. " I pointed out. " You realise he is so good I will have the greatest difficulty denying him anything. " Tony was so excited he could scarecely speak. " Sarah, my love, After what you have said, it makes me even more excited to think of you fucking him. I think Diane was right and that I do have a submissive side of me which I am just beginning to understand. Yes, let us contact Ray and ask him to see you again. " He may not agree to let you watch, now it's only him and me. " I teased. "That really doesn't matter to me at this stage. Of course I would like to watch, but I think I would enjoy the agony of dreaming what he was doing to you when you were with him, and I know I will enjoy you coming home and telling me what you have been up to." " You have got yourself a deal Tony Briggs. " I laughed, " but remember, from now on I call the shots. Or rather RAY will be calling the shots. There's no going back." Tony looked as if he had won the lottery. I wondered if he really realised what he had agreed to. to be continued 5454 1.40/512345