She Was Licking a Cunt
Posted in SwingersAdded: April 30th, 2008
Antonella and Vittorio had asked us if they could bring along another couple (Patrizia and Salvatore). We had agreed, on the basis that they should not have any problems going in holidays with a lesbian couple. The answer was in a way a bit cryptic: Antonella giggled and said,
“Ooh, they do not have any problems with all sorts of things…”
She told us they knew that Patrizia and Salvatore were active swingers, but that they had never bothered them with it. In private, Susanna told me she didn’t like the idea to go with two couples, out of which one was swinging. By the time, she was pretty possessive, and she was 100% lesbian. She knew that from time to time, I liked cock. So I guess she was a bit worried about the whole set up. Especially as on the other hand, she was giving me total freedom to do what I liked (she said she was giving me that freedom, but often, she didn’t feel it; I have never abused of this freedom – well, maybe in the last months of our relationship a little bit, but that was more provocative from my side…).
Anyhow, I convinced her, and we went to this old, castle-like farm in Southern Italy. They call them masseria, and this one was very very nice, carefully restored by someone with great taste.
The first week passed without anything important happening. Nice, relaxing holidays with friends. Nothing more, nothing less. We had three rooms on the same floor, our room was in between the rooms from Patrizia and Salvatore and Antonella and Vittorio. One night, Susanna and I tried to spy on our neighbors, we were trying to listen if they had sex or not, but the walls were very thick, so it was really hard to tell.
On the next morning and by chance, Patrizia said that she slept so well, and that this place was so incredibly quiet. I took the chance to make a silly comment:
“Susanna and I were already worried – we are in between you guys, but we never ever hear anybody having some fun during the night; we were already thinking that you people were too relaxed about that, too…”
Antonella looked at me a bit puzzled, but Salvatore laughed out loud, saying,
“Meaning, you didn’t hear Patrizia last night? Fuck, that really is incredible… I was sure that somebody was going to knock at the wall…”
Patrizia smiled, taking his hand and kissing it.
“Well, Salva, last night, you were rather special… you know why…”
A strange breakfast conversation started, with Patrizia, Salvatore and me being the active parts of the discussion, and Susanna, Antonella and Vittorio mostly only listening. Antonella looked twice over to me with this look that did not at all approve the direction the conversation had taken, her eyes said:
“I know these people, they are just waiting for this occasion…”
She was right. It was exactly what they had been waiting for, and they jumped so quickly on the train that even I was amazed.
On the beach, I was talking most of the time with Patrizia, and most of the time, it was about sex. Somehow, we managed to have some “girl talk” also with Susanna and Antonella, while the two guys were having a swim.
There are people who can talk about sex for days without any problem at all. I am not of this kind. When I talk about sex, I am getting horny. Terribly horny, when I’m talking for hours about sex. Imagine how horny I was after an entire day of sex talk!
Back in our room to dress for dinner, I quickly found out that Susanna was horny too… We had a nearly violent quickie in the bath tub: I had gone for a bath to wash the salt off my body, and it was her who attacked me. She came in the bath room, sat on the edge of the tub, gave me a full kiss, and let herself fall into the water. She was fully dressed, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to grab me. To sink her fingers in me. To kiss me. To bite me. To suck me. I came very, very fast. We didn’t have the time for a longer play, so Susanna remained without an orgasm, for the moment. We towled off, got dressed and went for dinner.
Everybody had expected what was going to happen, but somehow, I was anyhow surprised when Salvatore said,
“Patrizia and I have thought why don’t we do a little party in our room, here in the masseria? I mean, there are litres of booze in the mini bar…”
(that was true, never had i seen a mini bar fuller than the ones in this place),
“…and we all can relax much more than in one of those bars…”
All of us said a little too quick:
“Yes, oh what a nice idea…”
We decided to meet in their room at 10.30 and went back to our rooms to refresh a bit. Back in our room, Susanna asked me,
“You know what you’re doing, don’t you? I mean, they want to fuck with us, is that clear to you? And I’m not going to be fucked by a man…”
Yes, I knew they wanted to fuck, and hell, I wanted to fuck, too. And Susanna’s problem wasn’t really a problem at all: we were four girls and only two guys, there would have been always a “spare” girl for her. And from her eyes, I had immediately understood that she liked Patrizia pretty much. I was sure the guys would have respected her, so I reassured her that nothing was going to happen that she didn’t like, and that we would stop immediately if she was feeling uncomfortable with something. Which was tricky: I knew she would feel uncomfortable seing me being fucked by a man – but I knew too that she wouldn’t have admitted that, never – so I didn’t care too much about it. I was soooo fucking horny…
At 10.31, we knocked at their door. Patrizia opened. She had only a bath robe on, excusing it with the fact that she had just come out of the shower. A cheap lie. Her hair was not wet at all, not even on the tips. She said the same thing to Antonella and Vittorio when they came.
Salvatore had mixed some strange cocktail, using two bottles he had bought in the bar. I didn’t care too much what was in it, but I felt it was strong. All of us were not heavy drinkers. But all of us knew that we needed to be a bit lose, so we drank the stuff fastly, asking for a second, for a third, for a fourth glass quickly.
Patrizia threw herself on the very large bed, and Salvatore crawled behind her, massaging her shoulders. I was standing by the wall, while Susanna, Vittorio and Antonella were sitting on the arm chairs close to the desk. We were still drinking, but slowly, the conversation died away. We were starting to concentrate on Patrizia and Salvatore. His hands had slid from behind under the robe, and we saw his moving fingers on her tits. Patrizia had her eyes closed and leaned back against him.
Antonella was a bit embarrassed and told Vittorio that she wanted to leave. Patrizia, hearing this, said to her,
“Please, Antonella, stay… I’m… I’m getting so turned on by you people there, watching me… hmmmm… come on, Salva, show them… hmmmm…”
She was moaning heavily. Vittorio convinced Antonella to stay, giving her a deep french kiss, without ever loosing eye contact to the couple on the bed. Salvatore had started to open the robe. I had seen patrizia’s tits before, but this situation was sure a turn on. Salvatore exposed his wife to us, he put her on display for us, and she was very very much turned on, breathing heavily, pressing his hands onto her tits.
I looked over to the chairs. Antonella and Vittorio still kept on kissing, with her leaning over to Vittorio. Susanna was sitting on her chair and looked me right in my eyes. As if I knew what she wanted to do, I gave her a little nod (to be honest, I didn’t know what she wanted, but everything was okay with me…). She looked from the now totally naked Patrizia to the kissing Antonella and rubbed with her full hand over her jeans, just slightly, only for letting me see what she was doing – nobody else would have noticed.
Patrizia had a pretty pussy – she had shaved completely as I had expected, seeing her very tight bikinis during day time. Salvatore fingered her a bit from behind, making her shiver in delight.
But still, nobody seemed to take the initiative to start this whole thing. It was still more or less one daring couple, and the rest of us did not know very well what to do.
I was highly turned on. And I thought, what the fuck, if nobody starts, I will. I drank down my glass. By the time, I was more than just a little tipsy, but that helped me to overcome the embarrassment.
Pulling my T shirt over my head, I sat down on the bed, close to Patrizia. Salvatore stopped for a short time fingering Patrizia’s pussy, and he smiled. Patrizia whispered:
“Finally…”
her fingers tracing lightly, very lightly my belly button (which is a turn on for many people and also for me!).
Next thing I remember is I was kissing her fully on her lips. She tasted sweet. I mean, there was obviously a lot of alcohol in the taste of her saliva, but it still tasted good. And I liked her lips, they were full yet soft. She opened her mouth widely, giving my tongue a deep access to her.
Salvatore left us a bit on our own. I started to fondle Patrizia’s full tits. She has very large nipples, and they were sticking out pretty much. I slid over them with my tongue, making her ask for more. From the corner of the eye, I saw that Vittorio watched us while he started to undress Antonella. and Susanna had her jeans now open, and her moving hand was there for everyone to see.
Patrizia pushed me on my back and started to kiss, suck and lick over my entire body. When she arrived at my pussy, I held her firmly by her hair, pushing her face into my warm and wet lips. Her tongue felt so good, and it surely was not the first time she was licking a cunt. She knew exactly what to do and where to insist.
I had closed my eyes, and I only reopened them when I heard patrizia muffleing moans into my cunt. Salvatore had positioned himself behind her and was fucking her very slowly from behind while se sucked me.
From the chairs, I heard a little whimpered cry from Antonella as she sat down on Vittorio’s hard cock, with her back to him, facing us. And I saw that Susanna had undressed, too. she looked again over to me, and I just told her:
“Kiss her!”
Salvatore looked at me a bit surprised, thinking the command was for him, but then he understood and grinned, while Susanna went around the fucking couple and just took Antonella’s face by her chin and gave her a deep kiss. Vittorio fucked his wife much faster when he saw this, her tits were bouncing up and down, rubbing against Susanna’s who was in front of her. Susanna held her own tits, rubbing them against Antonella’s.
Patrizia sucked on my clit and had two fingers in me at the same time, pushing them into me in the same rhythm Salvatore was fucking her.
The first to cum was Vittorio, clearly too much turned on to be able to hold it any longer. He came deep in his wife’s cunt, which was a mistake – I knew that Susanna wasn’t going to touch Antonella’s cunt for a while. And in fact, she gave Antonella again a quick kiss to move afterwards onto the bed, close to us three.
She leaned over me to kiss me, but I positioned her quickly over my face to suck her beautiful pussy. She knelt over my face, and I raised both hands to grab her by her tight little ass and to drag her onto my lips. God, she was squishy wet! She smeared her juice all over my face, at a certain point, I was worry she was peeing, it was just sooooo wet!!!
Tonguing her, I held her by her tight hips. After only a few minutes, she collapsed over me, falling forward onto my stomach. Patrizia crawled up from my cunt to kiss Susanna, while she still was being fucked by her husband, a little quicker now. It was easy to tell they were the experts, they clearly avoided to cum immediatley, whereas the rest of us was just too turned on.
Patrizia and Susanna liked their kiss, they started to french kiss very deeply, and Patrizia’s hands went over Susanna’s body. Salvatore pulled his big hard cock out of his wife, giving her some time with her new friend. He looked down at me. I was just laying there, my legs spread.
I smiled at him, and then I invited him.
“Yes… do it, please…”
He positioned himself between my legs, placing his hands under my ass. Then, he lifted my hips, and I felt his thick cock head splitting my pussy up. God, how I loved this. He pushed it softly, yet with force into me. I mean, he was gentle, but there was absolutely no getting away from it. He just pushed his dick deeper and deeper into me, and when I thought that he had finished, he just continued pushing it into me. God, he had one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever had, I was amazed just how deep he was able to get into me.
I was just starting to babble obsceneties, christ, he was so fucking deep in me. Then (and only then) he started to really fuck me. I don’t know why, maybe it was the booze, maybe it was this point deep down inside me, maybe the entire situation… I came after his first two or three real hard fuck strokes, screaming my lust out at full voice. Shortly after, also Susanna came, laying close to me. I saw how Patrizia finger fucked her while sucking on her ass from behind. Her ass crack is one of Susanna’s most sensitive zones, and the experienced Patrizia had found this out quickly.
Salvatore pushed his massive cock into Patrizia’s mouth, and she started to give head to her husband. But somehow, there was Vittorio shortly after there, and he pushed Salvatore away to get his own, soft and cum covered cock into Patrizia’s mouth.
Things were getting very mixed up now. I am not able to recall every detail – as I said before, i was pretty heavily drunk. Salvatore pushed his dick again in me, even if I just had cum a few minutes ago, and started to fuck me now hard. It was obvious that he wanted to cum now. He watched his wife giving head to his friend (whose cock was hard again in very short time).
Salvatore flipped me over to fuck me from behind. I remember pushing back to fuck against his tool. He liked that, gave me little slaps on my ass, telling me,
“You like that, bitch, don’t you? You like being banged like that, huh?”
“Yes… ohhh shit, yessss….”
In the meantime, Patrizia was sitting on Vittorio, giving him the ride of his life. Vittorio’s wife watched them, fingering her wet cunt, smearing his husband’s cum from her cunt onto Patrizia’s back. Vittorio took on of his wife’s cum covered hands and pushed them over Patrizia’s tit. Antonella wanted to withdraw her hand, But Vittorio held her firmly in place.
Then I saw that Antonella started to squeeze Patrizia’s tit without the help of her husband who was rocking hard under Patrizia now. When Patrizia came, she was deep french kissing with Antonella.
I felt Salvatore’s now pulsating cock in me. He was about to cum. He pulled his dick out of my pussy and wanted to flip me over again to shoot it in my face, but he didn’t make it in time, so most of his load landed on my side and on my right tit.
I was again very horny, so I pushed Patrizia off Vittorio’s cock and into Antonella’s arms. She was heavily getting into this, probing every hole from Patrizia with her fingers.
I sat on Vittorio’s cock, just the same way as Patrizia had done, with my back ro him. His cock was much smaller than Salvatore’s, but he still was a good fuck. I felt that I was ready to cum, and my pussy muscles started to contract, milking Vittorio’s cock. I came, and shortly after, he came for the second time, shooting his cum in me.
M nicest memory about this entire night though is what happened after this let’s call it “hard core fucking”. The nicest thing was all the six of us, laying naked on the bed, and starting to slide over each other, kissing, licking, sucking, fondling and squeezing whatever body part you had close to you. We did this for a long time (or at least, it seems a long time in my memory) before we fell asleep. well, not everybody was asleep, there was always somebody fucking or playing with others while others were sleeping close to them. Fuck, I was so turned on to suck on Salvatore’s cock, very close to the beautiful face of sleeping Susanna…
The only regret is that we have not taped this. Shit, both Salvatore and Vittorio had a video camera, but no one has thought about it.
The famous “morning after” was not embarrassing at all, as the “starting couples” found together again, and we passed the morning fucking our partners close to our friends. We had to send away the maid who wanted to make up the room three times, I still wonder what she might have thought…
The rest of the holidays we stayed more in the room than on the beach, and these holidays are the base for a lot of fantasies of mine that are still pushing me for writing some orgy and group sex related stories.