The car ride home was steeped in silence. Furtive glances from side to side calmed the nerves a little, but not enough to conclude that everything was alright. The mood was frosty, at best.

“You alright?” Lesley asked, trying her best to break the silence.

“I’m fine,” Matt replied, his gaze concentrating on the car in front, and the upcoming roundabout, but Lesley could tell that something was up. The quick exit they had made from the couple’s house was unprecedented, considering that they were horny fuckers.

Biting her lip, she looked out of the window at the passing pedestrians. Her gaze was taken briefly by the large-breasted woman, struggling to cope with her two kids on the pavement, and yet her mind was firmly on the cock she had devoured earlier. The guy should have blown his load in her mouth, but she never expected him to be so forceful, to pull her up by her arms, spin her around, push her onto the bed and fuck his cock into her. He spurted almost immediately it was inside, the tell-tale groan had said it all. Matt raised his head from the pussy he was licking and looked across at both of them; a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach took hold.

Rules had been broken. Why had she done that?

It was one of their prime rules of engagement when they met new swingers. No penetration. It should have been a playful day, with lots of caressing, kissing, and oral sex. They always reserved the fucking to themselves. But, on this occasion, they had failed to impress on the other couple what those rules were, and they were swept away by the speed at which they had undressed and had started devouring the other couple’s private parts in earnest. 

Both of the women had dropped to their knees to suck the cock’s of the other partner, though she also had her fingers in Lesley’s cunt at the same time, thrusting them into her from behind as she bobbed her head on Matt’s cock. She was good too; rolling them into Lesley from underneath with her thumb teasing her little star. Her oral attention was a little too good, and Matt found that he had to pull her up and spread her legs on the bed before she made him blow prematurely. With his tongue lapping away at her moist slit, he could hear Lesley working the cock in front of her; free from having to concentrate on the pleasure she was receiving, and Matt knew that her cunt would be dripping wet.

In hindsight, they hadn’t expected him to come so quickly. He hadn’t expected it either, and to be fair, neither of them knew of his reluctance to waste good spunk even if it would be in Lesley’s mouth and down her throat. No, it was all cunt for him, that’s where spunk should go, and that’s where he was putting it.

“Why did you let him fuck you?” Matt blurted out. The lights turned green and he found first gear and pulled away from the junction.

Finally, Lesley thought, the needy conversation was starting. The elephant had taken its first step.

“It happened so quickly,” Lesley replied, turning her head to look at Matt to try and gauge his response. “Before I knew it, he had me pinned to the bed with his cock pushing inside. It hardly made it in before he spurted. In fairness, most of it ended up on the outside.”

That wasn’t the whole story. The little white lie left out the fact that it was in all the way, it stretched her pussy and it pushed hard on the walls of her cunt. Yes, she fucking loved the intrusion, it brought her off with just a few strokes. It was the fastest she had ever cum.

“Is it just me that keeps to the rules?” The car jerked suddenly, and Matt pushed hard on the steering column to sound the horn. “Wanker!” he shouted through the windscreen.

“It was too late by the time I realised,” Lesley continued, ignoring his outburst at the driver who pulled from a side road into their path. Four more roundabouts would see them tracking onto the motorway for the fifteen-minute drive home.

The constant swish-swoosh of the speedy motorway traffic calmed their nerves, but the car fell silent once more. Neither of them added any more fuel to the blazing fire.

Trees whizzed by, intersections were navigated, and before too long they found themselves driving along the familiar roads that led to their home.

The car hadn’t even stopped fully when Lesley unhitched her seat belt and started to open the door. Matt caught her arm and stopped her before she got too far. She turned to face him and caught that look in his eyes, she had seen that before, many times. Her hand trembled on the doorknob, waiting for him to say what he needed to say.

“You’re going to get fucked, straight away.”

Lesley grimaced, her lips quivered, her smile wiped from her face, but inside she was rejoicing, the butterflies doing somersaults inside her stomach. After he let go of her arm, she walked around the car and headed for the front door. The car doors locked at the press of a button, and Matt was upon her as she was about to put the key in the front door.

“Straight up those stairs,” he growled.

Lesley pushed the door open, the stairs straight in front of her were grinning at her unconventional entrance. Within two steps, Matt’s hand snaked up her thighs, caught hold of her knickers from beneath her skirt and ripped them down to her ankles. In two more steps, she was free of them. She felt his hand on her backside. It was a firm slap, the hardest he could have given her from his position and angle. There would be more, she was sure of it.

She took another two steps.

“Strip those clothes off.”

The command was firm, and Lesley undid the button and zip of the skirt, letting it fall the length of her legs when she was halfway up the stairs. She pulled her top off and dropped it to the floor, her bra followed it. As naked as the day she was born, but far less innocent, she walked into the bedroom and towards the bed. Her ears, listening intently for signs of attack.

In the corridor leading to the bedroom, Matt had managed to remove his clothes. His cock stood to attention with the knowledge of what would happen. His anticipation was on cloud nine. He felt angry, hurt, and yet relieved that Lesley was behaving herself. He loved throwing commands at her and she loved receiving them, though she always made out that she didn’t. Her resistance only fuelled the dominance.

With her leg half raised to kneel on the bed, Lesley was pushed forward with some force. His hands were upon her, raising her bum in the air, she was pulled backwards to the edge of the bed and his cock went straight into her wet and willing cunt. He pulled back on her hips to bury the full length inside her.

Lesley moaned.

Matt pushed her forward a little, withdrew and slammed his cock back into her.

“You like getting strange cock in your cunt, don’t you?”

Lesley grunted through the sheer power of his fucking, the air in her lungs forced out of her mouth with every thrust.

“Answer me,” he demanded.

“Yes, I loved his thick cock in my needy cunt. It felt good”

Rage blossomed when he heard those words. He pulled on her hips and rammed into her.

“You’re a dirty slut,” he added.

“I’m a filthy slut and you know it,” she responded. Lesley craned her neck and glared at him over her shoulder. “You like sloppy seconds don’t you,” she added with a wicked smile.

“That’s it, you little fucker, you’ve gone too far this time,” he scolded her, pulling her hips upwards as he thrust into her. Her knees periodically lost contact with the bed, though her torso was glued to it, her heavy breasts pushed into the sheets.

“Even he fucked me harder than this,” she chided him.

It was probably her best decision to use those precise words. Lesley desperately tried to suck air through the duvet as she was fucked hard, his relentless rod pushed in harder and harder and her climax rushed through her like waves of fire. With her eyes half-closed, and with her hands outstretched in front of her, Lesley’s body went limp, allowing herself to be used as a fuck bucket for his cock. It was her punishment after all.

“This will fucking teach you,” Matt reinforced his words with several quick thrusts.

“Rule number one: you don’t,” he pushed into her hard and withdrew, “get fucked,” he pushed a second time and withdrew, “by strange cocks.” On his third thrust, he shot his load into Lesley’s waiting cunt, providing a soothing sensation to an already battered part of her anatomy.

A few more thrusts ensured that all his juices were inside her. Reclaiming her, making her his again. However, that was not how they saw it. Not really. They always behaved in this way, after the event. Their behaviour drove them to find new swinging conquests, new experiences, and new situations because they knew they would end up in a fuck-fest of an orgy made for two.

Matt pushed Lesley forward as he removed his spent cock and wiped the remaining fluid on her ass. His hand slapped her arse hard, causing her to squeal out loud. Then they both started to giggle, which turned into laughter which turned into moaning when he slipped two fingers into her well-used hole. The finger-fuck was just as relentless as soon as his thumb prised her little star open and dipped inside.

A whispered, “fuuuuck,” left her mouth.

Round one had ended. Round two was just about to begin.