.. don't like the sound of wife swapping... husband trading?... recreational sex... Yes, I would suggest a little recreational sex. Steve used that te...m. Knowing male egos, he would probably turn out to be all talk and balk at the thought of Roger and me. He didn't.After entering the room, Roger pulled back the patio's sliding doors, "Whoa what a view." Why don't you grab a beer and sit down, I'll take care of the stuff." Damn, knew there was something I always liked about you." That's it? I. He asked me what it was and I said "I saw a pixture of a man putting something inside another man. He giggled and said it was called fucking. It looked pretty nice so I asked if we could do it. He told me it was going to hurt but I didn't care at that point. He told me he needed his dick wet in order to put it in my but. Without any hesiation I suckex on his 8 inch dick. He than told me how we were going to fuck.He told me get on the floor like a dog would when its walking. I did and he. I stop. THERE'S A TAPPING BEHIND ME? I turn tosee Mr. Owens, my retired neighbour peering through the window in thedoor, smiling. He blows me a kiss and I hear the lock click. The doorknobturns. I drop the scissors and grab the knob but it turns easily in myhands. I lean on the door. Since I'm on a rug, Mr Owens just pushes thedoor open and slides me backwards. I can see the key in the lock. The keyI left in the lock just a few minutes ago."Now what kind of adventure is this?" he asks me.He. Instinctually, i obeyed this physical command. He drove two fingers deep inside my aching, smoldering cunt. I moaned behind the gag. "Yes, my hot little cum-slut." He wedged the fingers deeper inside of me, and pulled them out, leaving me with a terrible craving. I heard Him sniff, and then suck the fingers that had been lodged inside of my pussy. "your body was made to be owned and used for My liking." He yanked each of my ankles to the sides, bending my legs at the knee, and tied them open.