Kind of like competition in a way. When we had sex with each other, we had an emotional attachment. When we had sex with other people, it was fucking ...or pure physical enjoyment.She would take me into local strip clubs and pay for girls to give me lap dance upon lap dance, while I did the same with her. This was ok, yet we decided to up the ante by visiting couples bars. We went to a couple of swingers events locally. The first couple, she was somewhat uncomfortable, and the two of us did more. As our confidence grew i'd ocasionally stop what i was doing and run a finger over the tip of his cock, smearing his pre cum over the head of his swollen head before taking my hand and rubbing his pre cum over the tip of my swollen head too, i think we were both more than curious at this point and i think while we both thought about maybe kissing eachother i think we both knew it would be a step towards something we were'nt comfortable with but he suddenly did something which totally surprised. You don't remember it, lightning struck it and it burned before you came here, but that burned building across the street from my house once housed a pool table. Dad bought it when I was about eight and we played pool almost every day, especially in the winter. It was cold in there because there was no heat but it was the only game we had. I was the best pool player in our house; I even beat Joe and dad.Anyway, I started playing pool and after a couple of games I lost. I was in the bathroom and. A rage of lust was upon me. I reached around Brin and crushed her breasts in my hands. “Fuck. I’m going to fuck you now!”She leaned back against me, eyes glistening, and in a sultry voice murmured, “You know what we like, yes?”Gods! I had read about this sect years ago; the cunt not their preferred method of penetration and always prepared. I stabbed my hand under her cuirass and inserted two fingers into her ass hole; tight, hot, fully lubed. She moaned, “Oooohhh,” and simultaneously looked.