An Unequal Exchange

Linda and I get into the car. From the bar door we see Camille and James leave and head to his car, an old 90's model silver BMW. As start the engine and pull out James follows right behind all the way to the house. In the rear view I could see Camille and the older man talking and laughing as they drove. Linda and I are quiet, but comfortably so. There was a natural tension of course but it was not awkward.

Having taken charge of things had gone a long way to making me feel good about this. I was down right at ease, everything just felt right. I never expected to feel like this. Thus far everything had gone better than I ever imagined.

It is not long before I am pulling into our driveway, James pulls right in behind.

All four of us get out of the vehicles as one. Together we walk to the front door, Linda on my arm and Camille on James'. I unlock the door and we enter. There are the usual pleasantries, music is put on, drinks are offered and such, but now that they were here I could sense they were as anxious to get started as we were.

We lounge awhile in the living room and a couple of finger thick joints are produced. We had paired off now. James and Camille were on the sofa while Linda and I shared the loveseat. Each duo had a doobie and were passing it back and forth. The marijuana packed a punch. James and Linda were regular users and could handle their shit, Camille and I...not so much. We were dabblers at best, it had been probably two years since we touched the stuff. We weren't even through the joints and we are fucking baked. I am melted into my seat smiling like and idiot and Camille is seized by a crippling case of the giggles.

I hear James chuckle as he sees the state of us and puts his out. "I think that's enough of that."

Linda agrees and does the same.

"Everyone feelin good?" James asks.

"Feelin great!" I say.

"He he he he he he! Yeah!" Camille titters.

"Good. Let's get to feelin even better."

And so it starts...and it is my wife that gets the ball rolling! She brings her knees up onto cushions and kneels beside James before unfastening a middle button of his Hawaiian shirt and slipping her hand in to feel his chest. He reaches around and grabs her ass, then pulls her in for a kiss. Before I knew it they were making out.

"Woah!" I say as I watch this happen through my happy stoned haze. Holy shit that was hot! Really hot!

"Looks fun, hmm?" Linda whispers as she traces her finger along the collar of my shirt.

I turn to Linda with what must have been a goofy grin. She smiles back, her eyes inviting me on. Untucking her blouse I slide my hands up under her shirt and start to feel her up as I lean down into her for a kiss.

As the Patterson's knew it would the pot had helped us all ease into what could have been an awkward start, the pleasant high even helped stoke the furnace. I was horny as I could ever remember. Them on the couch, us on the loveseat, the room goes quiet outside the soft music and occasional sigh as we make out.

It was all so...surreal. Linda tasted different, smelled different, moved different, felt different. She was much thicker and larger than my Camille, her breasts much bigger and the extra weight she carried made her flesh soft and supple. After almost a decade having only one partner even the small things stood out. I could feel a little mole on the side of her chest and her smaller nose was easier to navigate around. I could read from her encouraging sighs and movements that she enjoyed a man who took control, so I did.

Before long both of our shirts were off and we are breathing heavy. I was on top of Linda kissing down her cleavage and reaching behind to unfasten her bra. Her hands are all over me, gripping and grasping and running her fingers through my hair.

The absolute cherry on top was that all the while I could hear Camille and James sigh and titter and moan with hot passion. "Ohhh...ohhh mmmm...ohhh James!" She sighs. My wife was enjoying herself as much as I was, this was so amazing! The thought of what they might be doing was gasoline on the fires of my lust. I just wished I had a better vantage point to see them, having Linda up against the corner of the loveseat meant I would have to crane my head all the way around to see the others and I was far too busy for that.

With Linda's bra off I was all over her breasts like white on rice. They were so big and heavy and soft. So different from the easy handful that were Camille's small tits. I squeeze them and play with them, I put my face between them and mash them in around me, I suck the big brown nips and even give them a playful nibble. Linda loves every second of the attention. It was so cool having such big knockers to play with, this was just damn fun!

Yeah she was older than Camille and it was noticeable. From the outside observer James was definitely getting the better end of this wife swap. Linda was softer in the belly and had a few sags and wrinkles here and there, but to me her differences was part of what made this so exciting. She was lovely. And to be fair, Linda as well was getting the better end by getting to be with a younger, fitter, and more attractive man. It might have been an unequal exchange but none of us cared a whit.

Behind me I hear the low muffled moans of my wife and James. Just by the sound I could tell they were French kissing. There is a soft clap of flesh on flesh followed by more moaning. Jesus, just hearing that was so fucking hot. I had to find a way to see them too. Camille and I had planned to move this all up to the bedroom at some point but with how fast everything was happening who knows if that was going to happen. "Ahhhhh." Camille's high soft voice fills the room.

The weed high, the making out with someone new, the incredibly erotic sounds...I was feeling GOOD!

A few hot and heavy minutes later and Linda and I are kissing again. I was rubbing Linda's already wet pussy through her panties, both her hands were down at my waist fumbling with my belt. Things were escalating quickly. As our kiss parts I lean in and nibble her cheek. We both giggle like teenagers as she at last has my belt open and was now working on my button and fly.

My libido was soaring!

There is a rustle of cloth from the sofa followed by a sharp gasp. "Hoh! HOH!" Camille exclaims. "Ohhh my...god! Holy shit...James!"

It wasn't just the incredulous tone that caught my attention. My wife was not one to curse lightly. Curiosity got the better of me. Still smiling, still feeling great, still rubbing Linda's panties, I cannot help but turn my head to see what had happened. As I peer back over my shoulder...my heart drops!

James sat on the sofa, Camille still kneeling beside him. His shirt was off and Camille was all the way down to just her panties. She had just unfastened his shorts and pulled down his underwear to expose the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen in my life! Judging by Camille's slack jawed expression and saucer wide eyes I wasn't alone.

James Patterson was hung like a horse!