Beauregard McWayne

Trade-in wife

Introduction

Everyone has heard or read something about the sex clubs. Almost every city in the United States — and possibly abroad — has its intimate club where couples get together and trade mates. It is common to find something about such couples in almost any daily newspaper, or you can buy a good book on the subject at almost any news dealer.

Some of those clubs are informal, and just about anyone who wants can join simply by applying for membership. There are clubs who will accept single men and women; others accept only married couples. There are clubs where anything goes; clubs which cater only to the oralist; clubs designed for those who prefer anal intercourse, and the author came across one club that was unique. It was not a club, really, but a group of ten to twelve people. There were four females in this group and six to seven men. What makes this group unique is that no intercourse is practiced by any of the participants. Those belonging to this group get together once a week… and practice self-stimulation!

That is to say, each participant masturbates only himself or herself as the case may be — and there is no actual physical contact between them. This unusual group of men and women understand the need for voyeuristic stimulation, and the need for solitary masturbation. Therefore, they found each other through the various ads of the swinger's magazines and underground papers and came together. Each, in their own way, are happy with what they do. And what they do in sit around in a room and masturbate before one another. Sometimes the women will use an object to insert into their vaginas, and other times they use only their hands and fingers. The men usually use their hands only. Any type of self-stimulation goes, no matter what it consists of. Strangely, one of the women was found to be a virgin.

But this book is not of that group of swingers. This book is based on another unique group; a group of people who seek out others of the same, like — entire families which consist of mother, father, son and daughter with whom to swap with!

Now, you say that would be strange, for a complete family — parents and all their children — to indulge in sexual antics with another family who have the same ideas. If that is your thoughts, then think of some unusual happening, no matter how far out it is. If you can think of a wild action among any two or more people, then what is so strange for complete families to engage in a sexual romp with other members of a like family?

Many thing are going on around us in this modern society — many things most of us are unaware of. Yet, it is happening now. It could be the sweet, congenial family next door to you. Have you heard the happy sounds coming from their home on a Saturday night with a party in progress? What makes you think the party is simply a Coke and cookie affair for innocent little Alice or that cute freckled junior?

The pretty matron who gossips with you over the fence early in the morning while hubby is at work can be one of the members of family swappers, as well as her husband and the two lovely, well-mannered children.

I have come across some of these families, and from my conversations with them, it is extremely possible the movement — if it can be called such — will spread further afield. It is well known that swingers are in search of more and better sexual thrills. Now that most of the sexual acts performed are becoming stale to them, it is quite understandable that they would eventually turn to their own — and other's — children for more and more erotic stimulation.

Incest, in its true meaning, is not a pretty word. Neither is child sexual relations with an adult a pretty thing. Yet, there are many of us who have the desire to become sexually engaged with a young boy or girl. That seems to be the case of the people you are about to read. I have taken the liberty of telling their stories in as accurate a way as possible, but necessity has made me use a format which makes it easier reading — and for the reader to better understand the participants.

Again, as in my other words, I do not condemn nor condone the actions of these men and women, boys and girls, of whom you will read. They have placed their trust in me, and therefore I have retained their secrecy and identity. The names of the participants, and the locations, have been changed to protect them from not only the authorities, but the outrage of their neighbors.

The Smith Family

Our first case consists of a family of four — parents and two children, a son and daughter. The father, Mace as we will call him, has been losing his hair for the past few years, and it is turning gray around the temples, giving him a somewhat distinguished appearance of a banker or professor. His one big ambition is to retire to a small ranch or farm where his family can run nakedly about the fields and copulate when and where they may be at the time. Mace is tall and muscular, and edging close to forty-five years of age.

Diane, his wife, is a matron of almost forty years of age. She has a tendency to gain weight fast, and it is a constant battle for her to remain on a diet. She has chestnut-colored hair framing a pretty face. Her breasts are quite ample, but her waist is somewhat thick. Although her hips are a little large for her five feet, five inch height, they are firm and round. Her thighs are thick and have a tendency to become flabby whenever she gains extra weight. She dresses modestly in knee length skirts and dresses. Diane is well aware that she is not a raving beauty, but her prettiness comes from the bubbling personality of her naturally friendly nature.

Ellen, the seventeen-year-old daughter is something quite different in appearance. She has the chestnut colored hair of her mother, but she wears it long and it seems to sparkle with tiny lights whenever the sunlight strikes her. She is considered something of a personality at her local high school, and last year she was elected queen of the football season. She is slender and lovely to look at, with long, smooth thighs that are downright obscene in their beauty. She wears the style of her schoolmates; pants and shirt. Her pretty face gives one the impression of total innocence, betraying her inner sensual nature. She, like her mother, is very erotic in thought and deed. There is not a sexual act she will not perform, nor will she stop any sort of deviation from being perpetrated on her lithe body.

Her brother, Alex, two years her junior, is a handsome lad with freckles on his face. Still in junior high school, he is already being sought as a member of the local high school's baseball and football teams when he enters high school. He is somewhat shy and withdrawing around strangers, but from what his mother and father tell me, he becomes quite eager during the sexual romps.

This is their story.

Mace and Diane, growing somewhat tired of the same routine night after night, decided to join with other couples for sexual satisfaction. Like others before them, they purchased the swinger's magazines and bought underground newspapers in search of someone who would be compatible with them. At this time, Ellen was a developing twelve-year-old, and Alex was not interested in sex — or girls for that matter.

After about a month, Mace and Diane contacted a couple who seemed to be what they were seeking. Correspondence flowed between the couples which included photos of the women in bikinis and the men in trunks. Each letter grew more explicit in what the other couple wanted, and Mace and Diane found themselves replying in kind. Soon, the other couple, who lived about fifty miles away, requested photos of Diane in the nude, with her vagina exposed. The woman also wanted a picture of Mace, his penis fully erected to give her an idea of its size. This letter from them was accompanied by two pictures of the man and woman posing obscenely for the camera.

The man, quite handsome according to Diane, was standing with his side to the camera, and his penis was in full erection. She decided then and there that it would be very nice indeed to have that weapon rammed into her body. The wife of this man was posed in the bathtub. She had suds covering part of her body, and she had lifted one slim thigh to rest on the edge of the tub. Her pelvis was arched forward and she was pulling the lips of her vagina apart, smiling wickedly into the camera.

Not having a Polaroid camera, Mace purchased one and he and Diane took photos of each other. He slumped on the couch with his erect penis cleaving the air, one hand cupping his full and hairy testicles. The shot of Diane was of her sitting on the carpet, both legs up with her knees pressed against her ample breasts. She was pulling the lips of her vagina apart with one hand, and inserting a finger into the hair-fringed orifice with the other. Both of them smiled invitingly for the eternal image captured on film.

A week later, a meeting was arranged and Mace and Diane drove the fifty miles to meet with their new friends. Excitement at this first step into trading mates for a sexual thrill became too much for them, and Mace had to stop the car once during the trip. Their copulation was very quick, each unable to hold in the orgasms due to the anticipation.

They arrived half an hour late, but were greeted by Ted and Judy happily.

"Thought you backed out," Ted said, mixing drinks. "It happens sometimes, you know."

"Now, we could never do that," Diane said, staring hungrily at his groin. "Not after those last pictures you sent."

Ted chuckled as he handed her a frosted glass. "I gather this is your first time at swapping, right?"

"Yes," Mace answered, allowing his eyes to move freely over the miniskirted body of Judy. "But that doesn't mean we're not ready."

"Uuummmm…" Judy licked her lips suggestively. "I can see that. If you were any more ready, that thing would be popping out of your pants, darling."

Diane laughed seductively, reaching over and patting the bulging organ of her husband. "I made sure he kept it nice and hard on the drive here."

"Well," Ted said, smiling and standing up, "at least you two aren't bashful about it."

"Why should we be?" Plane said, watching Ted as he began to remove his clothing. "That's what we're here for, isn't it?"

Ted removed his shirt, dropping it to the floor. Next came his pants and shorts, pooling at his feet. He stepped from the garments and Diane saw his organ, though flaccid now, was thick and huge. A thick bush of hair surrounded the base, and his testicles hung heavily between his muscular thighs. "Well, do I have to be the only exhibitionist around here?" he said, looking quizzically at the three. "Come on, Judy show Mace what a cute ass you have."

Judy sat her drink down and rose to her feet. Quickly she stripped herself naked, and Mace saw that despite her age of thirty-five, she had a firm and youthful figure. It showed so much more than the pictures they had seen, and he became eager to plunge his throbbing member deeply into her vagina. Not wanting to appear hesitant, Mace and Diane removed their clothing. At first, Diane was embarrassed by her over-blown figure, but when Ted sat down beside her and began caressing her large breast, her embarrassment melted. Immediately she reached out a hand and grasped his upstanding organ. She started to move her hand up and down the now semi-erection, holding it tightly in her fingers, thrilling to the throbbing power of him as she brought his organ to full bloom.

She saw Judy bend and take hold of the pulsating penis of her husband, and she sighed loudly as Ted dipped his head and began to suck on her left nipple. The two women masturbated the men for a while, but Judy wanted to begin the activities in another way.

Surprised, Diane watched through her growing passion as the woman moved to kneel between her thighs. Judy ran her fingers up the inner smoothness lightly, creating a shivering sensation on Diane's flesh. When the feminine fingers brushed against her lush pubic hair, Diane quivered with anticipation. She had never had another woman touch her before, and now she was eagerly awaiting what ever this pretty woman wanted to do with her. Spreading her thighs, she leaned back as Ted continued to suck and tongue her erect nipple, swiping his tongue back and forth over the sensitive tip.

Mace, also surprised, watched as Judy tenderly caressed the moist and pink ups of his wife's vagina. The lewdness of seeing another woman fondle his wife caused his penis to jerk and throb with excitement. Bending forward to see better, he was amazed at the dexterity of Judy.

"Do you mind?" Judy said, looking up at him. "I would like very much to make love to her."

"Mind? Me?" Mace said stupidly. "Hell, I don't mind. It's up to Diane."

"Oh, yes… yes…" Diane moaned, squirming her buttocks lower on the cushion of the couch. "Please, do do it!" She was gripping the back of Ted's head, holding his mouth tightly to her full breasts, gasping as the sensations of pleasure rippled over her body.

"There's your answer," Mace said. "Go ahead and finger-fuck her."

Judy smiled wickedly, running her tongue over her full lips to moisten them. Pulling the pink lips of Diane's vagina apart, she gently rubbed at the extended clitoris that glistened invitingly between the strands of chestnut-colored pubic hair. Diane's body trembled from the contact, and she involuntarily lifted her pelvis up to meet this unusual caress. That is, unusual for her.

Mace watched intensely as Judy rubbed the pink, pulsating bit of erect flesh, then he saw a slim finger press at the moist orifice. With a quick sliding motion, the finger disappeared deeply into his wife's vagina. Immediately, Diane jerked her hips to meet the invasion, a squeal of delight coming from her throat. "Ooohhh… oooohhh…" she whispered in a thick voice, gyrating her open crotch against the finger. "Oooohhh… yes, yes, yes! Finger-fuck me… finger-fuck my slit…"

"I'll do better than that, darling," Judy whispered huskily. "I'm going to kiss this sweet cunt!"

With those words, she lowered her face to the hairy mound. Mace watched with his eyes almost bugging from their sockets as this woman darted her tongue out to flick it across the pink flesh of his wife's clitoris. Nothing had been mentioned in all the letters about this, he realized, yet he was fascinated by seeing another woman perform orally on his wife. Judy parted the hair-lined lips of Diane's vagina, dipping her tongue into the moisture that oozed from them. She reached up with one hand and gripped the straining organ of Mace, jerking her fist up and down in a slow, teasing way as she slobbered and licked into Diane's willing hole.

Diane, almost out of her mind with the pleasures that flowed to her very nerve-endings, squealed and writhed about under the dual assault of this man and his wife. Her hand beat a swift tattoo on the thick member she held in her hand. Her eyes were closed as lust wrapped its hot fingers around her naked body, but gurgles of happiness bubbled from her tightly clenched lips. Her hips rotated and jerked in a frenzied motion to receive all the oral delights the woman could give her. But the strangeness of having another woman — instead of her husband — lick at her genitals was too much for her inflamed mind and body to accept. She suddenly erupted into a tremendous orgasm of body-shaking force. A small cry of animal-like sound escaped her throat as she dropped her free hand to press Judy's face closer yet into her spasming crotch.

When it was over, Judy lifted her smeared face and sat back on her heels. She smiled up at the three, licking her lips. "Diane has a delicious pussy, darling," she said to her husband. "You'll have to eat it."

Ted pulled his lips from the quivering breasts and said, "I have all intentions of having a taste of her twat, dear. Now, I think you better take care of Mace here. His cock looks ready to blow any second."

"My pleasure!" Judy said, moving to kneel between the spread thighs of Mace. She held the base of his waving organ and began to kiss the swollen head. A bead of fluid had collected at the small slit, and with an eager tongue she lapped it up. Parting her lips wide, she sucked in the tip of his member, sliding her mouth down… down… down until her nose was pressed into his pubic bush. Small, happy gurgles came from her throat as she bounced her face up and down on his organ. Her cheeks sunk inward as she drew up, creating a hot, tight sheath for his penis, billowing outward as she dipped down. Her hands gripped his hairy testicles, caressing and squeezing them gently, pulling on the loaded globes now and then.

"Me, too!" Diane shouted, aroused from her exhausted state. She dropped to her knees and quickly gobbled up the immense length of Ted's weapon. Wet, sucking sounds filled the living room as the women hungrily devoured each other's husband's organs. Diane reached across and began fondling her husband's testicles as she slurped and sucked on Ted's cudgel. Judy, now having her hands replaced by Diane, slipped her fingers between her husband's thighs and cupped his testicles.

Mace and Ted brushed at the silken strands of the women as they greedily feasted on palpitating organs of hard, hot flesh. Deep sighs of contentment mixed with the moist sounds coming from the two females, and Ted and Mace leaned back and enjoyed the hungry attentions. Although Mace was aroused to a high pitch of lust, he fought to maintain his staying power. He, like his wife, had never before enjoyed sexual relations with anyone other than each other. Now, being naked and sucked by a woman he had known less than half an hour while his wife did the same to the woman's husband, he was hard put to keep from blowing the back of Judy's throat out.

"God," Ted moaned, arching his pelvis up and down in rhythm with the clasping lips of Diane, "She's a good cock-sucker… a real pro!"

"Yeah…" Mace groaned, shoving his penis hard into the throat of Judy. "God, I'm… going… to blow…"

"Fill her cock-sucking mouth, man!" Ted shouted. "Just like… I'm going to do… Diane!"

Both men ejaculated simultaneously, flooding the inner cavity of his respective female. Judy and Diane swallowed quickly, preparing themselves for the next squirt of thick semen. Time and again the men spurted copious ejaculations into the devouring mouths of the women, their hips bucking in frenzied attempt to shove their organs deeper yet. With the last dribble of sperm, Judy and Diane sat back on their heels, grinning lewdly at the men. A bit of white fluid hung on the corner of Diane's mouth, and she flicked it away with a delicate, catlike lap of her pointed tongue.

After a few drinks and resting a while, Ted led Diane to a bedroom where they proceeded to enjoy each other in all manner of ways. Judy and Mace utilized the living room, and before midnight, he had penetrated her body with his stiff penis many times, using every orifice she eagerly presented to him.

"God, darling," Diane murmured on the way home, "Ted fucked me up my asshole so much, I'll be ruined for life!"

Mace patted her thigh lovingly, "Well, at least we're on our way to a great time, don't you think?"

Diane and Mace branched out, seeking other couples with whom to trade partners in sex. At times they made overnight trips out of the state, always returning home completely drained of desire for days on end. This swapping of metes continued for six years, and then they met Sally and Brien Powell.

The Powells purchased the house next door to the Smiths at the end of the school year, moving in one hot summer day. A few years younger than Diane and Mace, their two children were twelve and fourteen, the youngest being a lovely girl with sad, huge eyes.

Two weeks after becoming settled, Mace and Diane invited their new neighbors in for coffee. It being a particularly humid day, Sally appeared wearing a pair of revealing shorts and a middy blouse. Immediately Mace was aroused by the beautiful, slender woman. Diane, knowing her husband quite well, was amused at the way he attempted to monopolize her during the evening. She didn't mind because she found the husky Brien quite friendly. After their many experiences of swapping, nothing surprised the Smiths. And when Diane found herself alone in the kitchen, making fresh drinks, with Brien, she did not play coy. Seductively, she giggled at his slightly lewd jokes. Neither was she surprised nor outraged when she felt his palm "accidentally" brush across her buttocks.

"You naughty boy," she said throatily, turning to face him. She found Brien leaning close to her, his face inches from hers. Without hesitation, Diane lifted her lips to meet his, and she probed deeply into his mouth with her tongue. Brien ran his hands around her waist, dropping them lower until he cupped her ample buttocks. Pulling her tight against his body, Diane felt his growing penis press into her stomach. She giggled into his mouth, rolling her pelvis against him. "Ummm," she sighed, pulling her tongue from his mouth. "You have a mighty big prick down there, boy!"

"Just the thing to prong you with," he replied, leering down into her eyes. "That would be fun," Diane said, moving away from him. She reached down — making certain he would not misunderstand her meaning and clasped at his bulging organ. "We might get together sometime… but right now we'd better get these drinks out there before my husband and your wife start something."

"Hell," Brien snorted. "That's their business. I'd rather stay right here and get a piece of your ass."

"I'd love to get fucked with that thing, darling," she smiled at him, moving toward the door. "But right now we better leave well enough alone."

"Then you're willing?" he asked.

"Why not? You seem to have a big cock, old boy and if there's one thing I like, it's a big prick!"

Diane and Brien went through the swinging door to the living room. Mace jerked from the arms of Sally guiltily, and the four stared at each other for a long moment. Suddenly all four burst out laughing. "Well, I'll be go to hell!" Mace said.

"Me too," Brien agreed, sipping at his drink.

"Don't tell me you were copping a feel of Sally, darling?" Diane said, still giggling. "Shame on you and here I was fighting off this sex fiend in the kitchen!"

Understanding dawned quickly among them, and they had a big laugh at what each were trying to do.

"So you're swappers too!" Brien said in surprise. "Christ, Sally and I have been involved for years — before we were married."

They traded stories about the things and people they had met and done, finding one couple they each knew. Now, since there was no longer a reason for secrecy, they paired off. And since each couple had children, it was decided Sally would stay with Mace until morning and Diane would go to Brien's bedroom.

This trading among the Smiths and Powells continued for four weeks, and they were indulging four and five times a week. It was during a time when Mace was with Sally when he was shocked to find the Powells included their two young children in family sex.

He had finished momentarily with Sally and since there was no bathroom in the Powells' bedroom, he peered out the door to make sure it was clear. Since it was almost midnight, he was certain the children were asleep. While Sally watched him in an amused expression, he darted across the hall to the open bathroom. It was when he stepped out into the hallway on his return that he came face to face with the twelve year old girl.

Mace was completely naked, and his penis swung to and fro. Frozen in his tracks, he could only stare down at the nubile young girl. She looked at him with wide, sad eyes. She did not appear startled at all. Suddenly she darted her small hand out and flicked his penis, giggling childishly as she raced past him to the bathroom. Shocked almost senseless, he entered the bedroom to find Sally waiting in a sprawled position. She looked at his expression and started to giggle. "What happened to you?"

"I've got to get out of here," he said, searching for his clothing scattered about on the floor. "Your daughter just saw me coming from the bathroom. Not only did she see me, but she actually made a grab for my cock!"

"Nadine?" Sally said, trying to control her laughter. "You mean Nadine grabbed for your cock?"

"That's right," Mace said, bending to look for his pants beneath the bed. "We've been caught."

"Oh, come on, darling," Sally said, reaching for him. "Don't mind her… She won't say a word, believe me."

"But…" Mace stammered.

"Damn it!" Sally said urgently. "Can't you see I want to get fucked! Forget about Nadine, can't you?"

"Well… if you say so," he said reluctantly.