The Switch Pt. 01

My friend Bill Bixson and I were having lunch at The 5 Spot diner, when he said, "Let's take our wives out tonight, dinner, some dancing, sound good? Miranda said she'd love to go out on another double date night, and if you and Rachel are free tonight, let's do it."

I replied, "Yeah, it sounds great, I'll make sure Rachel hasn't got something else planned."

I took out my smartphone, and when my wife Rachel answered, I said, "Baby, no need to make dinner tonight, Bill and I are taking you and Miranda out for dinner and dancing."

"Oh, Steven, that sounds wonderful. I'm gonna call Miranda over, so we can do each other's hair. I am already looking forward to that!"

"So am I, baby. See you after work."

Having Rachel in the clear, I smiled. I was looking forward to our night out for another reason. Bill's wife, Miranda, was a real hot number; she loved to dress to show off her figure, and the last time we'd gone out as a double date, I'd feasted my eyes. Miranda's charms and assets had certainly kept my motor running.

When we got home after the date, I'd hustled Rachel into the bedroom. I had a mental image of Miranda, what she looked like when she was stripped naked and ready for action. With that fresh in my head, I'd ridden Rachel eagerly, the grunts and growls of pleasure she made just added to the heat, and she scratched at my back as she came, her mouth came forward, giving my shoulder a bite, and I'd immediately jetted my load into her.

We decided to go all out, dressed up to the nines. When I got home, Rachel was in the bedroom. She had just gotten out of her clothes, and I let my eyes drink in her nudity. She strode over, grabbed me, and gave me a hot, passionate, drawn-out smooch. Her hand reached down, giving my rapidly growing prick some stroking.

"A little preview, lover man, when we get home, I want your cock, rock hard, pounding me into the mattress!''

The sight of her as she re-dressed kept my cock up. I watched as she slipped on a tiny black lacy set of tanga-style panties that barely covered her well-trimmed bush and left half of her asscheeks bare. She saw me looking and struck some poses, giving me a private show.

"You like what you see, lover?" At my eager nod, she purred, "Tonight, after we get home, you're gonna see a lot more. When we get between the sheets, I'm going to bring the heat!"

Rachel looked very hot; her light blonde hair had been done up in a flower-shaped updo style at the back of her head. She slipped into her figure hugging black gown with a slit up the front, as the dress rose, it split into a deep V that showed off her beautiful 36 C cleavage to full effect, a ribbon rose from the top of the dress and went around the back of her neck, the dress left her shoulders and her back, to the bottom of her shoulder blades, bare. Damn, she looked amazing. I felt a bit of a stab of guilt, lusting after Miranda when I had a hot wife like Rachel, but what the hell. No harm in looking and fantasizing, right?

With Bill and Miranda living right next door, we went over so Bill could get the Cadillac out for a drive. When I saw Miranda, I sure checked her out. She was wearing a lime green gown that hugged her figure and came up over her breasts, and ended just below the tops of her breasts, where it fit nice and snug. Her breasts had to be at least a 36 D, maybe a double D, and the way her breasts were snugged in her dress, and pushed out the front, was a real cock stiffening view.

During dinner, I feasted my eyes as well as my mouth. Miranda looked super hot, the hazel eyes, the up-swept red hair, looked like she was a natural redhead, and the idea of slipping my prick between her red bush, damn, I was hard as a rock.

After dinner, we went to Jerry's Roadhouse, which had a big dance floor, so we could cut a rug. On the floor, with Rachel in my arms, she pressed tight against me, cooing softly as she felt my cock pressing against her.

When we took a break, Bill asked, "Rachel, would you like to dance the next set with me? Is it okay with you, Steve?"

I replied, "Of course, no problem."

They got up and joined the couples on the dance floor. Bill is a very good dancer, and I could see Rachel smile as they got into the rhythm.

My thoughts were interrupted when Miranda cooed, "Aren't you going to ask me to dance, Steve?"

I looked over at her, saw a glow in those hazel eyes, and a smile. I quickly asked her, and soon we were on the dance floor. A slow number started, and she moved in tight against me. I could feel my cock pressing against her. She made a soft, wordless purr, and squirmed her body slightly against mine, oh fuck, I was steel hard. I tried to pull back, but she responded by keeping me tight against her.

Miranda whispered, "Don't worry, Steve, I take your erection as a compliment. I'm sure Rachel is having the same effect on Bill. No harm in getting our husbands warmed up, I know Bill will be very hot and bothered when we get home, and I want you to be just as hot and eager for Rachel. I don't intend to ever follow through on some hot, nasty fantasies I have when Bill is fucking me. Just stay close to me, and enjoy."

Three more slow songs followed, and Miranda kept the contact and the wriggles going, her eyes looked into mine, and I could see the heat building.

When the set ended, all four of us were more than warmed up, and when Rachel and I got home, our clothes virtually flew off. We tumbled to the bed, and Rachel was quickly in position, thighs spread wide, the heat of passion rising.

Rachel ran a finger along her pink trail and purred, "Mmmmm, I'm so wet, get that cock over here, I need that hard dick to put out the fire!"

I quickly took position and felt her hand grasp my cock. She positioned me, moving her hips up and down, making my cockhead slide along her opening. I can feel the warmth of her syrupy, slick juices coating my cockhead.

She set me on a true pussy splitting path, her hips pushed up, and the tip of my cock pushed inward. With a low moan, she grabbed my ass and pulled hard, driving my cock inward. Her gasp of pleasure as I powered in mixed with my grunt of pleasure, feeling the tight, wet, clutching heat parting around my shaft.

"Go deep, lover, all the way!"

Fired up, I ram forward, I bottom out, my balls smacking against her ass. Rachel's loud moan fills the room as she felt my cock head pressing against her cervix.

"Oh yeah, so deep, fuck me, lover, ram my pussy!"

I quickly set the rhythm, Rachel's sounds of passion applying the spurs. Humping up against my hips, I can feel her warm, wet inner muscles milking my cock, eager for the wet spray. My mind went off, the idea that she had felt Bill's prick against her as they danced had gotten her hot. Just the way my cock had gotten Miranda primed up.

I imagined them in bed, fucking up a storm. Miranda riding as a lust-driven cowgirl, perhaps, god, the sight of her sexy milk jugs bouncing must be a damn fine sight. Or maybe she was under Bill right now, being fucked into the mattress the same way Rachel was.

"Oh yeah, keep fucking my lover, make me cum!"

The sound of Rachel's voice took me away from the fantasy, and I devoted all of myself to her. Her face was full of bliss, mouth open in a silent O of passion. Her body was writhing under me, our bodies making a slapping sound as I power fucked her, our bodies bouncing on the mattress. My cock was quickly coming to the brink.

"Keep fucking me hard and deep, oh god, you know how to fuck, oh yes, fucking me so hard, fill my right little pussy with your hot spunk! Gonna cum, gonna cum so hard, ffffffuuuuuucccccckkkkk...!"

Rachel's voice rose to a shriek as I swelled up, piercing her cervix. Her muscles gripped even tighter as she tumbled, the spasms demanding, and my cock erupted, jetting my load right into her womb. My ejaculation seemed to go on and on; a quick mental vision of my cock exploding in Miranda's sweet red-topped snatch powered me along. The quivering tightness eagerly sucked at me, drawing every drop from me, until our orgasms started to ebb, and we flopped down in a heap.

"Mmmmm, oh god, that was just what I needed, your hard dick blasting my tight little womb full of hot cream. You were really a tiger lover."

I replied, "You were damn hot yourself, baby."

She lay back with a satisfied purr, drifting on the afterglow. My mind filled with the imagined images of Miranda getting a solid, hard fucking from her husband. My cock grew back to full, as I visualized all the imagined scenes.

I felt a soft hand feeling my cock, and Rachel's throaty purr, "Oh yes, so hard again, I must take care of that sexy hard cock! This time, I wanna get rammed from behind!"

Rachel gave me a look of desire as she positioned herself doggy style, her ass cocked up to me. Her hand reached down, and cupping her mound, her fingers parted her lips, giving me a look at her luscious, rosy pink inner flesh as I took position. She reached down between us, taking my cock, leading me up to her steamy entrance.

"Right there, drive it in and claim my cunt!

Fired up by her excitement, I was happy to oblige. Gripping her hips tightly, I plunged into her again and again, going right to the balls. She was grunting passionately as I jackhammered my hard cock into her, plowing her most inviting furrow. Her sounds of joy and delight urged me on as I power reamed her steamy depths over and over again.

"Yeah, let it go, let me have it! Shoot off that thick load, flood your horny cunt with that thick juicy load of spunk you have for me, cum in me, cum in me NOW!" Rachel gasped.

I could feel her hand reach under and wrap around my balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Combining that with her hot, sexy words, and watching her ass jiggle slightly as I drove my aching cock into her steaming cunt over and over, shoved me over the edge. With a roar of pleasure, I let it go, my cock buried deep up her tight cunt, pulsing wildly, erupting in her, as I shot my hot cum deep inside her tight cunt.

As my pulsing cock splattered a thick, juicy load against her cervix, filling her womb, she howled with pleasure as her cunt wrenched wildly, her orgasm tearing into her, making her body shake like a leaf in a storm. I could feel my cock, spurting out thick ropes of cum deep inside her, splattering her insides as her pussy, wrapped tightly around my shaft, spasmed wildly, sucking every drop out of me. As our orgasms ebbed, we flopped down in a sweaty, satisfied heap.

Just before sleep took us, I could feel Rachel's sexy, well fucked body molded against mine, and I fell asleep with a very satisfied smile on my face.