

                                      Reap What You Sow

                                             by

                                          Peter Pan


part 1 


My life had been pretty uneventful until six months ago. Who
am I? Well, my name is Sarah - Sarah Briggs. I am 24 years
old and married to a loving and caring husband, Tony. We
have been married for 6 years and have no children. Not that
we wouldn't have children. We were childhood sweethearts -
you know the picture - holding hands in the schoolyard,
stealing kisses behind the bikesheds, pledging undying love
at fourteen, vowing to have six children. Well, our love
lasted right through puberty and by eighteen we were still a
couple, neither had been with another partner, and we were
still devoted to one another. So, marriage was sort of
inevitable, and we took our oaths on my eighteenth birthday.
We didn't try for children until Tony's career was
established, so it was about two years ago we tried to start
the family. Unfortunately it was not to be. I had difficulty
in conceiving, and when I did, I had a miscarriage with
complications which left me infertile. A big disappointment,
whic h may have had some influence on the events which were
to follow.

 At the time my story starts, I had not yet returned to
work. To be honest, we were going through a period of
reassessment of our lives. Sex had always been good for me,
but what did good actually mean? I had known no other man
but Tony, and although I knew I loved the actual act of sex,
I really had no yardstick. I did not have any close friends
with whom to discuss these matters. All my friends were made
at work, and I had lost contact with them when I left. I
enjoyed oral sex, both giving and receiving, but Tony only
really enjoyed receiving it, and as time went on I stopped
giving head if I was not given any in return. This left me
relatively cold when we started intercourse and Tony
invariably came before I was ready. It was only when I was
really in the mood that I managed to orgasm, which was
probably three times in the last year. Don't get me wrong. I
enjoyed the whole act of making love, and we had got into a
routine of doing it two or three times a week, which I
believed to b e normal. I always relied on Tony to make the
first move, and ever since the miscarriage the interval
between sex had stretched. We were now only having it once a
week, and I never orgasmed. It was obvious to us both that
we had to sit down and talk it through, and it was Tony who
actually suggested we did just that.

 It was difficult for us as neither had experience outside
of each other, and it was Tony who suggested he rented some
adult videos for us to watch. I was very sceptical as I
suspected that it was all an act and we would learn very
little. Nevertheless, I agreed to watch them together. Once
I saw them I knew my suspicions were correct. Women could
never have so intense an orgasm as was portrayed in the
films! And where did they get those actors from? Their cocks
were twice the size of Tony's 5 inches! It was all well and
good women enjoying sex in the doggie position when they had
a partner with 7 inches or more, but normal men wouldn't be
able to penetrate far enough to satisfy the woman! We had
given up trying that position long ago. However, as Tony
pointed out, perhaps we should try again. 

 We must have looked at a dozen films over the next two
weeks, and it became clear that Tony got really turned on
when group sex was involved. He couldn't  hide it as we used
to watch them in bed, wearing nothing, and he always had an
instant erection when the scene involved group sex. I also
noticed that there was the same effect when the scene
involved a black man having sex with a white woman, and if I
was honest, I did think the contrasting colours were very
erotic. It certainly was an education for us both, although
I remained very sceptical. How could any man satisfy more
than one woman? Once he had come he was no good for at least
an hour, and had no interest to continue. Now I COULD
believe a woman could satisfy two men. How often was I just
warming up when Tony came and then fell asleep. However,
these were only films, and the people in them actors. Normal
people did not engage in group sex. What about the sanctity
of marriage? It therefore came as a complete bolt out of the
b lue when Tony suggested we involve other people in our sex
lives.

 " How can you dare suggest such a thing" I cried. "Don't
you love me any more?" I started to cry.

 " Don't cry honey" he replied " Of course I still love you.
It's just that we can't carry on having unsatisfactory sex.
We need to spice it up a bit, and other people may be able
to do that. You've seen how turned on I am when we watch
those group sex scenes."

 "Perhaps if you could enjoy giving oral sex as much as
those actors appear to do, our sex life wouldn't be so
unsatisfactory" I sniffed.

 " Oh honey, you know I don't like doing that - I honestly
don't like the taste. But if another man did it to you, I
could live with that and you would get more satisfaction!"

 "Could you really live with me having sex with another
man?" I asked him. " I find that incredible. I don't think I
could live with you having sex with another woman."

 " How do you know if you never try?."

 " That answer is as old as the hills." I replied. 

 And so the argument went on. As the evening went on, Tony
seemed to get more and more excited about the idea and
became more and more insistent. My opposition got weaker as
I grew tired. Tony finally produced a swingers magasine
which he had bought, and asked me to look through it. In it
were all types of adverts. Lots of men looking for women;
women looking for men ( 'prostitutes' I thought ); and lots
of couples wanting to meet other couples - more than I had
expected. There were also some articles describing swinging
activities. I read one or two. Not surprisingly, couples
described group sex as a wonderful experience, and something
which had richened their lives and strengthened their
marriages. I knew that they wouldn't have printed any
article which had said the opposite, and that Tony had
deliberately selected the magasine to support his case, but
my resistance was breached.

 "Okay, okay you've worn me down." I said. " I'll go along
with if it is what you really want. But I warn you, if I try
it and I don't like it, we stop and that is it. No more. Be
aware that there could be consequences."

 Tony was jumping for joy now. " Thanks, honey, I know you
won't regret it. What kind of consequences were you thinking
of?"

" Nothing in particular." I sighed. " Perhaps I might like it! "

 "That's the whole idea!" he shouted with glee. "I'll put an
advert in the next edition of this magasine. How about
'First time married couple looking for similar to enjoy sexy
times together.'

 "Whatever you wish." I sighed. I was no longer in the mood
to argue. The advert was duly placed in the magasine the
next day.

   

The answers to our advert started to come through about
three weeks later. By that time I had mentally accepted what
we would be doing, and was determined to give it my best
shot. I argued that if I went into it with a negative
attitude, it would never be successful. I had given the
matter a great deal of thought since the night we made the
decision to try sex with another couple. It wasn't the
thought of having sex with another man that bothered me. If
Tony could handle that idea, then I was sure I could. It was
the thought of him having sex with another woman which
disturbed me. I knew I would be so jealous. As to having to
watch them - the thought almost made me sick. I had talked
to Tony about my jealousy, and he had suggested we take it
slowly and start by having sex with a different partner in
seperate rooms. When we both felt comfortable with that, we
could progress to same-room sex. Of course, the other couple
would have to agree.

 Quite frankly, the replies were very disappointing. Half
were semi-illiterate, and the langauage of many was
appalling. I was already nervous, and the last thing I
wanted to hear was how hard the man would fuck me, where he
would fuck me, how he would make me squeal etc.etc. I wanted
to be introduced to the scene slowly, and with sensitivity.
Only six letters made the first cut. Two of those were
discounted because they weren't married, and two more
because they were over forty and too experienced in swinging
for the stage where we were. This left two. One was from a
young couple our age who were also doing it for the first
time, and a younger, mixed-race couple of eighteen; he was
black and she was white. We decided to try the couple of our
own age. It was a disaster!

 We had agreed to meet at our house, as they had two kids,
and had also agreed to seperate rooms. Although we were
pretty comfortable that married couples would be sexually
clean, both couples agreed to provide certificates to prove
it. It was a little embarassing getting tested, but no big
deal. On the night we were very nervous, but nowhere near as
nervous as they were. Neither were particularly good
looking. She was rather plain, with a dark complexion, a
short, rather plump figure with very small breasts, and
closely cut dark hair - a complete contrast to my 5'8"
36c:24:36 figure, of which I was very proud, shoulder length
blonde hair and very fair complexion. He was exceptionally
tall and thin with a long pointed nose and very thick
spectacles, again a big contrast to Tony's rather stout 5'9"
frame. After some very nervous exchange of who we were, what
our backgrounds were, we discussed why we had each decided
to try swinging. It was obviously his idea and I got the
impression tha t she still had not been convinced. Despite
this, Tony and Mary departed to our guest bedroom and Phil
and I stayed in the lounge. When alone with me, he was even
more nervous, so much so that I decided to take the
initiative. I didn't find him attractive at all, but took a
deep breath and leaned over, loosened his tie and kissed him
on the lips. I unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt and
lowered his trousers and briefs together. I was still fully
dressed. I took his soft penis in my hand and started to
caress it. I call it a penis because I can't bring myself to
call it a cock! What a disappointment!! Those videos had
conditioned me that there were bigger cocks than Tony's out
in the big bad world, but Phil's was even smaller! It was
only about 3 inches long in the flacid state, and no amount
of caressing would get it hard! I decided drastic action was
needed, and was just about to take it in my mouth, when I
heard footsteps and someone sobbing. As I looked up, Mary
burst into the roo m. She took one look at what I was about
to do, screamed and rushed over to us. She pulled him from
me, crying " I can't go through with it."

 Within 30 seconds Phil was dressed, and they were closing
the door as Tony entered the room. He shrugged his shoulders
and said " We did nothing but talk, and as soon as I went to
kiss her, she started to cry and rushed out of the bedroom." 

 I explained that we had not got much further, but when I
told him that I was on the point of sucking his penis, Tony
got very excited, and within minutes we were making love -
the best for many months. When we had finished, we talked
and agreed to give it one final try - with the young
mixed-race couple.


 Exactly one week later, we were awaiting the arrival of the
young couple. To be honest, our expectations were not high.
I was fairly relaxed. Again, I was determined to give it my
best shot, but if it didn't work this time, we had agreed we
would not try again. Tony had contacted the couple and
spoken to Ray. His wife's name was Diane and Ray had
suggested meeting at our house, which was fine by us. They
had agreed to seperate rooms to start and to the provision
of health certificates, so it was all systems go. The bell
rang and Tony went to answer the door. A few seconds later
we were introducing ourselves. What a difference to the
first couple! Ray was tall, 6'2" but looked to have a
muscular frame. His skin was jet black, and boy, was he good
looking! His hair was close-cropped, his nose rather
Roman-like, quite different from the normal flat noses of
the African races, and his eyes were piercing. She was also
good looking, a similar build to myself but with brown hair
and slightly smaller breasts. Diane was wearing a low cut
blouse and very short skirt with high heels. Together with
too much mascara and bright red lipstick, I thought she
looked rather slutish! When they sat down, Diane sat close
to Tony and started immediately to come on strong. We
chatted about ourselves freely and openly, and found that
the reasons for starting to swing were very similar. I say
we chatted, but it was Ray who did all the talking, Diane
just stroked Tony's arm, looking directly into his eyes. I
hoped she wouldn't be too forward as Tony in the early days
had reacted badly to me taking the initiative, and at those
times had failed to perform. She certainly didn't seem to
have any nerves, considering she was a novice at swinging!
After about 20 minutes chat, we decided to seperate, Tony
again in the guest room with Diane, me in the lounge with
Ray.

 As soon as we were alone, Ray leant over and kissed me full
on the lips. Clearly he was used to setting the pace, even
at the tender age of 18. The kiss was long and sensuous, and
I felt myself melting into his arms. God, if he could kiss
like that, how did he fuck! I was about to find out. He
began to unbutton my blouse and slowly slipped it from my
shoulders onto the floor. Almost unnoticed he unclipped my
bra and suddenly it had joined my blouse on the floor. He
bent and started to kiss each breast in turn, little sucks
and licks, rolling his tongue round each nipple and finally
taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. This
was more like it. I was getting hot. He went back to kissing
me on the lips, our mouths now wide open and our tongues
exploring one another. I knew I was already very wet. Ray's
hand moved to my skirt and undid the zip. I lifted my hips
and the skirt fell to the floor. My panties quickly followed
and I was naked. I had decided to wear no pantyhose. R ay,
of course, was still fully clothed. This was not fair, I
wanted to see his body naked too. I began to urgently
undress him, first his shirt was almost dragged off him, and
then both trousers and briefs lowered together. I let out a
short gasp. He certainly had a fine body; wide shoulders,
narrow waist, chiselled stomache muscles, and the blackness
of his skin was such a contrast to my white body that it
made my juices flow even more. But it was his cock which
made me gasp. It was already 7 inches long and was still
only semi-hard. Suddenly I could no longer see it as Ray
gently pushed me onto my back, lay me on the settee, and
raising my legs in the air, started to lick between them.
Good oral sex at last. And he WAS good!. He started by
licking up and down my slit, and he found it very, very wet.
Making his tongue hard he worked it right inside my pussy
like a small cock and began short stabbing thrusts with it.
I felt my insides starting to react. His tongue then moved
to my clit and he began to lick round and over it, time and
again. I could not stand this for long, before I felt my
first orgasm hit me so violently that I cried out in
pleasure. I say first because he didn't stop, but went back
to licking my pussy, avoiding my, by now, very sensitive
clit, and started building me to my next orgasm. This he
achieved without returning to my clit at all, but
concentrated solely on licking and sucking inside my pussy
and then his tongue was going lower and started licking
round my anus. This was a first for me, and I couldn't
believe how good it felt. " GOD, Ray, that feels SO good
don't stop." I cried.

 Ray did continue, for about five more minutes, and then
made his tongue hard again and pushed it actually into my
asshole. I started cumming immediately, crying out even
louder than before. As I came down from my orgasm I knew I
had to return the favour. Ray understood this and stood up.
His cock was almost at full mast and must have been at least
8 inches long, and was only inches away from my face. I
reached out for it and grasped that beautiful ebony pole. My
hand could nowhere near circle it, such was it's girth, and
as I lowered my head and touched it with my tongue, it
twitched and gained it's full dimension. I could not have
stopped now if I had wanted. My body was in command. I had
to take that magnificent specimen of a cock into my mouth!
My lips enclosed the black rod and I took 5 inches into my
mouth until it touched the back of my throat. It was too
wide to take any more. How hard it was, like an iron bar. I
started to bob up and down, sucking as hard as I could. Ray
start ed to groan, so I knew my talents were appreciated. I
wanted his come in my mouth first, so when his balls started
to twitch, I gripped his ass tighter and pulled him to me. I
managed another two inches - it was now entering my throat -
and sucked even harder.

 " AGHH I am cumming." he cried, and I felt him spurting
into my mouth and down my throat. I felt a temor start
within my pussy. ' It can't be happening' I thought, but it
was! I came again, as his jism forced it's way down my
gullet. I couldn't hold it all and some leaked out and ran
down my chin onto my breasts. I opened my lips and he
withdrew. I was unprepared for the next spurt as I thought I
had emptied his balls. Another blast caught me full in the
face and I could feel his jism cover my eyelids and wet my
hair. The thought of what I must look like had me coming
again. 

 As the orgasm receded, another myth was killed. I expected
his cock to soften and for Ray to move away from me. Rather,
he sat down next to me, and started to caress my body. I
could not believe my eyes. I reached for his cock and it was
still rock hard! He lay me on my back, positioned that
wonderful black wand at the entrance to my pussy and thrust
forward. I was so wet that all 9 inches entered me until he
was lodged up to the hilt. I had never felt so full in my
life and I started cumming again. This was fucking like I
had never known. I almost swooned with the ecstasy. He was
now thrusting in and out in long, powerful strokes, his big
black balls brushing against my ass on each inward thrust,
his cock almost coming out on the outward thrust. I was
experiencing my first multi-orgasm and cumming and cumming
and cumming. Despite the fact he had come only fifteen
minutes earlier, I recognised those tell-tale signs and he
was soon blasting a second load of jism into me. This time I
co uld feel it entering my womb. I gripped his back with my
heels, wanting to keep him inside me for as long as
possible. I was in another world. I never understood how
good sex could be until that moment. It was pleasure I could
never have imagined and I realised that at that moment, I
would do anything this man asked of me.

 It was as I was coming down from that earth-shattering
series of orgasms that I realised that we were not alone.
Tony was standing there, mouth wide open and staring at my
gaping pussy and the still-hard black cock withdrawing from
it, coated with our joint juices. He would also have noticed
my cum-coated face, wreathed in an ecstatic smile. He was
naked and sporting an erection, although compared to the
huge black one lying on my thigh it was like a child's.
Diane was also standing there, but she was fully dressed.

 " I'm leaving " she said, " It's pointless me staying as
the only time Tony has managed an erection was when he saw
his wife being fucked. I'm sorry, Ray, but I tried to give
you your moneysworth, but I could't get him hard, even with
my talented mouth. His thoughts were always elsewhere. It
was only when I started to talk to him about what you would
be doing to his darling wife that his pecker started coming
to life. The thought of your big black cock driving in and
out of his precious wife's cunt really started to get him
excited. You don't need me to be here - Tony is a born
voyeur, and I wouldn't be surprised if he is submissive as
well." 

 With that, Diane picked up her coat and left. Ray got up,
sighed and went to the bathroom to get cleaned up, taking
his clothes with him. I just lay there naked, wallowing in
the pleasure I had been given, Ray's jism oozing from my
pussy. Ray returned fully dressed and sat down beteen Tony
and me, both still naked.

 " I have a confession to make. " Ray began. " You heard
Diane talking about giving me my moneysworth. Well, Diane is
not my wife. I am not married. I live in a bachelor flat
with my best mate Jerome, who is also black.  Neither of us
are looking for a serious relationship as we are students
and concentrating on our studies. We both love sex, neither
had ever had a white woman and were eager to try one. We
thought a married woman who didn't want complications would
be ideal, especially if her husband knew about it. So, we
advertised in the swinger magasine you used, but got
nowhere. We advertised singly and together, but I guess that
magasine concentrates on couples and we didn't get any
replies worth pursuing. That is when I got the idea of
answering adverts from couples looking for other couples,
but I needed a wife. So, I hired Diane. She is from an
escort agency, but I assure you she is perfectly clean.
Those certificates were genuine. I am not particularly proud
of telling you lie s, but I am glad I did it. Sarah, that
was the best sex I have ever had, and I now know that I love
fucking a white woman, much better than a black one. That
colour contrast drives me crazy, and you were just
incredible. It was as if you would do anything I asked you
to do."

 'If Ray just knew how true that is' I thought!

 " I know right now you think I've betrayed you. However, if
you can accept that my motives were sound, and I did plan to
tell you before it went any further, I would very much like
to see you again. Here is my phone number. Please give me a
call if you want to see me. Of course, it will be without
Diane, but if she is correct in her assessment of what Tony
wants, that may not be a problem." He handed Tony a card and
left.

 For a time we just lay there, not relly being able to take
it all in. Eventually I asked Tony " Well, was Diane right?"

 Tony looked directly into my eyes. " Yes, she was right,
but that is only part of the truth. When we were watching
those group sex scenes on the videos and I was getting an
erection, you didn't realise that it was only the group
scenes with two or more men and one woman that was turning
me on. I wasn't interested in the scenes with one man and a
number of women. Furthermore, whenever there was one woman
and a number of men. I was imagining that woman was you! And
did you not notice how hard I got when there was a black man
with a white woman. I was also imagining that woman was
you."

 " I did notice,Tony " I replied, " and I must admit those
interracial scenes turned me on too. Now I know why! "

 " You see, Sarah, I really do not have any interest in
fucking another woman. What really turns me on is you
fucking another man, especially a black man. Seeing it was
even better than I could contemplate, but just knowing you
were fucking him was a really big turn-on for me. You said
you could live with yourself fucking another man but not me
with another woman. So now we have tried it, how do you
feel? "

 I thought for a moment. " Tony, this was your idea and I
went along with it. Remember I said there may be
consequences - such as I might like it. Well, I HAVE tried
it and I DO like it. I am going to be very honest now. Sex
with Ray was the most incredible experience of my life. I
have to say it, sex with you is nice; sex with him just
turns me inside out. I'm not saying I'm in love with him, I
hardly know him and this is not about love, it's about SEX.
I love you. I don't kow if it's Ray, his big cock or because
he is black. It's probably all three. All I know is that
before, I had sex with him because you wanted me to. Now I
will have sex with him because I want to. Do you still want
me to have sex with him? "

 I could see Tony getting an erection as I spoke. " It looks
as if your prick is speaking for you. " I pointed out. " You
realise he is so good I will have the greatest difficulty
denying him anything. "

 Tony was so excited he could scarecely speak. " Sarah, my
love, After what you have said, it makes me even more
excited to think of you fucking him. I think Diane was right
and that I do have a submissive side of me which I am just
beginning to understand. Yes, let us contact Ray and ask him
to see you again.

 " He may not agree to let you watch, now it's only him and
me. " I teased.

 "That really doesn't matter to me at this stage. Of course
I would like to watch, but I think I would enjoy the agony
of dreaming what he was doing to you when you were with him,
and I know I will enjoy you coming home and telling me what
you have been up to."

 " You have got yourself a deal Tony Briggs. " I laughed, "
but remember, from now on I call the shots. Or rather RAY
will be calling the shots. There's no going back."

 Tony looked as if he had won the lottery. I wondered if he
really realised what he had agreed to. 


                   
                                      to be continued


                      
