A few days with old friends – part 1 [MF] [Swapping]

*This is the first part of a longer story which is from when I was in my mid-thirties. My husband (John) and I had been married for a few years by this point and were on vacation in the US. We took the opportunity to visit friends who had emigrated from the UK a few years back. John knew Matt and Sam from university days, and we used to fool around with them a fair bit before they moved away but we hadn’t seen them for a couple of years at this point. I hope you enjoy it and if you’d like to read part 2 let me know in the comments…*

It had taken us about four hours to drive from Seattle to the little cabin on the shores of Lake Chelan, which Matt and Sam had rented. We’d spent a lovely couple of weeks travelling around Washington State seeing some of the sights, doing a lot of walking and enjoying the nightlife. I was really looking forward to catching up with Sam and had missed her since they’d moved to the US a few years back. We had a lot in common and it was always fun when we got together as a four. But I am not going to lie, I was looking forward to a few days at the cabin, relaxing, swimming in the lake. The weather had been hot for most of our trip and today was no exception up into the 30’s.

By the time we arrived it was late afternoon. John had done most of the driving in the SUV we’d hired for the trip, and I had admired the passing scenery sitting beside him with a vest top and a loose skirt on to keep me cool, already wearing my bikini underneath. I’d kicked my shoes off about 10 mins out of Seattle and had my feet on the dash most of the way. For most of the journey I was horny, the sense of freedom from being on holiday combining with being alone beside the man I loved, in this beautiful country. I considered giving John some road head but knowing what was ahead of us over the next few days, I had decided to let the tension build a little.

As we pulled off the main road and down the little track, the cabin came into view, and it was exactly as I had imagined. Sitting nicely about twenty or thirty meters back from the shoreline, it was private with trees providing a natural screen to either side and behind, with the lake opening out in front. There was a small wooden dock stretching out into the water with a partially covered seating area at one end. Matt and Sam were sitting in two loungers and on hearing our arrival they got up and came over to greet us. Matt was wearing a pair of board shorts the waistband of which sat just below his flat stomach, and Sam was showing off her figure in a white thinly strapped bikini which emphasised her ebony skin; as always, she looked amazing.

After we said hello and hugged a bit, Matt helped John take our bags up to our room and Sam linked her arm through mine and led me down to the dock. The view as it opened up through the trees was truly stunning. Lake Chelan is a long, narrow, twisting lake so from the cabin you could see right across to the other side but only part of the length. The calm water looked very inviting and in the distance I could see a few small boats no doubt with people bathing as they drifted peacefully in the gentle breeze. There was a row of four loungers on the decking and Sam and I sat in the two in the middle leaving space for our men on either side, and right away we were chatting like we’d never been apart. After a few moments the boys joined us with beers and we toasted our old friendship.

“Fancy a swim?” Sam said after a while as she rose and moved to the edge of the dock. I squinted into the sun a moment, admiring her as she paused at the edge. She was slim, slightly taller than me but with a smaller chest. She had a gorgeous bum, her best feature in my opinion. She glanced back at me, winked, and dived gracefully into the water. Under my skirt and top I had on my favourite pink bikini. In contrast to Sam’s thinly strapped number which nicely cupped her breasts and was held together with firmly tied string bows around her neck, back and hips, my Nike bikini was sportier. The fabric of the top still pleasantly showed off my ample cleavage and the short style bottoms did likewise with my ass. I stood and stripped off my top layer before walking to the edge and diving in after her. I didn’t need to look behind me to know the boys were watching.

The water was cooler than I expected, but still pleasant and I could feel my nipples stiffen at the change in temperature. As I broke back up through the surface I saw Sam treading water about ten meters further out so I did a lazy breast stroke towards her. She watched me, smiling her beautiful smile with her long black hair lying down har back. I swam right up close, well inside her personal space and began to tread water with our faces only inches apart. I leant in gently, closing the last of the gap and kissed her. Her soft lips felt amazing as she gently returned the kiss, at first matching me then opening her mouth and softly pushing her tongue between my lips until I did likewise. We made out like this for what felt like an eternity before breaking off. I turned to look back at Matt and John reclined on their loungers, watching us. Matt had the obvious beginnings of a tent in his shorts, with the thin fabric unable to hide what I knew would be a sizeable erection when fully formed. Sam and I both laughed as she shouted over to him “Keep it in your pants a bit longer big boy, they’ve only just got here!”

The late afternoon turned into early evening as we continued to relax on the dock. The boys had moved next to each other and chatted about work, sports and so on. Sam and I enjoyed the sun on the other two loungers mostly updating her on mutual friends back home as we sipped our beers. We had pulled our loungers close together which allowed us to make out a few more times as we chatted, and for the occasional stroking of hair or flirtatious touching of exposed skin. A while later, Matt appeared with a BBQ and we moved from the loungers to the table under the roofed area. We sat opposite our respective partners, the food was served and the beer turned to wine. After the meal was done, I noticed that John and Sam were now the ones flirting. John wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a short-sleeved shirt which was open a few buttons down, and Sam had pulled a white drop shoulder semi-sheer cover up over her bikini as the temperature began to cool. Their body language suggested young lovers who were discovering the delights of each other’s company, Sam sitting with her long dark legs hunched up on the chair in front of her as she laughed at John’s jokes, the cover up crumpled into her lap. John turned slightly towards her casually stroking her forearm as they chatted.

My gaze returned to Matt as he cleared away the dishes, taking them up to the house. “The grill can wait until the morning” he said as he sank down into his seat next to me, dragging it closer as he did. We hadn’t spent much time talking since we had arrived, as I’d been keen to catch up with Sam. Sitting close to him, I was reminded how big a man he was at around six foot two, dark skinned although not as dark as Sam and well-built the way someone is who likes to live outdoors. Matt was still wearing his board shorts and no top, so up close I was able to admire his chest, stomach, and arms, and I could smell the scent of his cologne which made me dizzy with anticipation to be closer to him. I like he, had stayed dressed in just my swimwear not as used to the heat and therefore not feeling the need to cover up. I caught him, not too discretely I might add, admiring my chest which was being pressed back against me by the tight top. We chatted for a while before he leaned in to take my wine glass to refill it and I teasingly moved it away from him forcing him to lean across me. As he moved instinctively to close the extra distance, I kissed him on the neck and ran my hand along his thigh just slightly up under the hem of his shorts. He pulled back and kissed me open mouthed for a few seconds before rising to fill the glasses, and the return of his tent made it obvious my kiss had got him aroused.

I looked over to John and Sam to see that John was now nuzzling at Sam’s neck much the same as I had a moment ago with her husband. She smiled at me and closed her eyes letting her head rest back onto the back of the chair. I continued to watch them as I sat alone for a moment, enjoying the site of my love giving pleasure to my friend, imagining how she would be feeling as he kissed her slowly around the top of her shoulder and up her neck, his tongue darting in and out for a gentle lick. Matt returned with the glasses and taking a seat beside me he handed me mine as he spoke.

“They seem to be having fun.”

“Mhmm” I responded as we both watched.

After a few moments Sam opened her eyes again and smiled at her husband. She leant over to John and whispered something in his ear, then rose from her chair holding her hand out for John to take. “We’re going to take this up to the cabin” she said as John stood. “You guys have fun now!”. I watched as Sam and John wandered back along the jetty towards the cabin. Sam had her arm around John’s waist and was leaning into him allowing him to support some of her weight. He had his hand lower down squeezing her ass as they walked. I knew he’d tell me the details later, but for now my mind wandered to an image of the two of them entwined in bed together, her legs wrapped around him as he pushed deep inside her.

“Shall we move to the loungers and enjoy the view” Matt said, drawing me back to reality. “It is beautiful at night with the glow of the lights from the cabins on the far shore.”

We lay side by side on the middle loungers we’d pushed up against each other like a double bed. We both knew where this was heading, but we were in no hurry and I was enjoying the company, the wine, and the view. After we’d finished the remainder of the bottle, Matt asked if he should get another. But as he stood to head back into the cabin I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him back down onto me “No” I said “I think we’ve had enough wine, what I want you to do is fuck me under the stars.”. Matt smiled at me and I felt the weight of his body press down on mine as our lips locked in a passionate kiss.

My hands roamed across Matt’s back and onto his tight ass cheeks as we kissed, squeezing them firmly. I wrapped my legs up and around him, much as I had imagined Sam doing to John, and I pulled his hips close into me with my calves and heels. I could feel the size of him pressing against my abdomen as he hardened on top of me, the thin fabric of his shorts providing no significant support. I ran my hands up his ass and then back down this time inside his shorts feeling his bare flesh, warm and firm. Matt broke away from my lips and began to kiss my neck as he had done before, working across my shoulder and then down towards my chest before returning to my mouth. I dug my nails into the bare flesh of his ass and he sighed heavily into my mouth increasing the depth of his kisses.

After a few moments I withdrew my hands from his shorts and tugged at the waistband to try to move them down his legs. Matt helped me, and as he pushed them down over his feet he rose off me for a moment. I took this opportunity to push him backwards into a sitting position and lifted my legs as he did so that he ended up with his feet on the ground either side of the lounger, leaning back supporting his weight on his arms behind him, and me with my legs hooked over his, and upright facing him. This was where my smaller height played well, and combined with my flexibility I was able to lean forward to take hold of his shaft with both hands one above the other. I dipped my head down to taste the precum leaking from the top. I licked the tip and the sensitive underside of the head. I began to slowly work the shaft with both hands, and my soft lips slipped over the end and took him into my warm mouth. He let out a long slow moan of pleasure as I did. He was more or less at full hardness now and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to take all of him in my mouth, but I pushed down as far as I was able until he touched the back of my throat and then sucking hard as I worked the shaft I began bobbing my head up and down licking the underside of his cock. Matt gathered my loose hair into a ponytail in his hand and holding it tightly he used it as leverage to move my head up and down giving me little control other than gripping his shaft with my lips and sucking on the upward stroke.

I could only take a few minutes of this before my jaw began to get tired, stretched by his girth, so I pulled myself up and off of him taking up a standing position next to the lounger. Matt swung around to face me, reaching across to take my bikini bottoms off down my thighs in one quick movement. I lifted the top over my head and in a moment I was as naked as he was. I pulled him up out of the lounger and motioned him to lay down on the decking, his fully erect cock pointing straight up. I knelt down on top of him straddling his thighs with his cock in front of me and used my hands to press it back against my wet pussy lips. I began to rub myself up and down holding him into me, my lips gently wrapping around his thickness. He moaned and caressed my thighs as I teased him. I sank myself down until my ass pressed firmly into the tops of his thighs and my lips were nuzzling the base of his cock just above his heavy balls. As I did this I pushed his tip back against me and gave him a moment to absorb how far inside me he was going to be, before I went up again this time pushing him back under me as I reached the top to align him with my eager hole. I breathed out heavily as I came down again feeling the tip of his penis stretch me open, my lips gripping him tightly as I felt every engorged vain and every contour of his shaft as I took his entire length. I had forgotten how deliciously full he made me feel, his width stretching almost as far as I could go and his length pushing right up against my cervix as I bottomed out on him. I began to ride, him holding my thighs at first then grabbing my breasts as I leant forward over him rocking my hips back and forth in time with my up and down movements, controlling the depth of him inside me. It took no time at all for my first orgasm to build in me, it had been some time since I had been stretched like this and after the afternoon of teasing and my head filled with the thoughts of John and Sam together at this very moment, it crashed into me and as I cried out into the night, digging my nails into his chest, my hips jerking back and forth on his cock. Matt holding my breasts in his hands as he supported my weight above him, squeezing them through my orgasm.

As the strongest of the pleasure subsided, I collapsed down onto his chest fighting to get my breath back, but Matt had other plans. Allowing me only the briefest of moments to recover he rolled us over so that I was now on my back, close to the edge of the water with him on top. He started almost immediately to thrust in and out, pushing deep up inside me with every thrust, the change in position no longer allowing me to control the depth of his penetration. “Oh God!” I cried out into the clear night “That’s it…. harder… faster… fuck me harder and I’ll cum for you again!” I spread my legs as wide as they’d go to remove any restriction on him being able to fully enter me, drawing my feet up close to my bum to get the angle just right. I reached down with my hands and grabbed at his hard ass, digging again into his flesh with my nails causing him just enough pain to make him slam into me harder. As I felt my second orgasm flood through me, I stretched out beneath him, letting go of his ass my head falling back over the edge of the dock behind me allowing me to look out upside down across the water and I screamed my second orgasm across the lake. My pussy contracted around Matt’s cock as I came, gripping him tighter as he continued to thrust. “Cum on me, cum on my tits” was my final request and I squeezed him inside me to help him get to his own finale. After no more than a dozen thrusts he pulled out and quickly knelt upright between my legs, pumping his shaft in his hand. The first of his ropes of cum splattered across my stomach so I squeezed my breasts together and his second and third shots landed across them exactly as I had asked. A few more strokes of his cock to make sure he had got the full load out, and he sat back onto his heels, admiring the mess he had made of me while I collapsed back exhausted with my head over the edge and my eyes closed.

“That was amazing” I said letting out a sigh “turns out I really needed that” I chuckled. I looked up and could see that Matt was grinning from ear to ear back at me as he remained kneeling between my legs. I looked at my chest and stomach, at the big load he’d spread all over me and smiled with quiet satisfaction at how slutty I had been for my old friend.

“Fancy a swim” I said, “I think I need to get cleaned up.”

To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ofna12/a_few_days_with_old_friends_part_1_mf_swapping

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