This is when things really changed. It was my womans period of sexual education. For the next 27 years, my woman became increasingly sexual. First thr... becoming increasingly aware of peoples sexuality, sexual being, and their genitalia as part of nudism. Not swinging (yet) but just thru observation, interaction and partying. Belonging to a nudist resort and than other nudist clubs, we began having nudist parties at our home. It was at the end of one of these parties that our swinging began.. "Somebody likes you." Amy was all giggly and I gave her a look."What's that mean?" What do you mean, what's it mean?" She looked at me like I was from Mars. "Duh! A boy likes you..." A boy likes me?" I blinked at that." ... and I know which one." How do you know?" I asked, looking around, but nobody was really paying attention to us.It was noisy anyway because the little kids liked to fool around in the back, but the afternoons were worse. Even so, the bus driver liked to yell a lot. He was. She tells me how much she loves making me choke, making me drag my spit on to her feet and over my chin and face. I moved forward licking her inside thigh as I start to smell her musky wetness; my cock starts to fill with blood as smelling her so wet and ready for cock makes me light headed with desire. She opens her legs more and pulls my head in towards her pulsating pussy. I start to lick up her milky juices tasting so strong and salty, she pulls me deeper into as my face gets smothered in. But Nick was quicker to speak.‘You want to fuck that cock, honey?’ he asked longingly. She could tell that his heart was racing.She lowered her eyelids. ’Mmm-hmmm.’Darrell glanced at Nick, who gave him the confirmatory nod. The next thing Paula knew was that she was being carried over to the double bed in the bull’s strong hands. He put her down, spread her legs and brushed his fingers between the folds of her vagina, testing the waters. There would be most certainly be no need for lube.