Nancy?s Story, Chapter 12

Nancy?s Story, Chapter 12Chapter 12, Anyone for Seconds?I nearly collapsed in his arms. He disconnected the snaps attached to the cuffs then removed the cuffs before he reached down and gently removed the two vibrators and pulled the adhesive pads from my face. My knees felt rubbery. I looked over at Donna. She had spit the switch out of her mouth and was bent over and was still getting butt-fucked by her husband grunting with each thrust. Chuck led me to a couch and we sat down. I cuddled against him.There was not a lot of pain in what just occurred. There was all manner of stimulation. The edging was controlled taking me higher with each period of stimulation. It was touching me, teasing me, a little discomfort- far less than Donna?s. I was wondering how far I could go and how we could explore that. I was also left wondering what would have happened, where things would have gone since I forgot the safe word. I understood, it was required I say it clearly to stop what was being done. In a way, it was frightening, and stimulating.Chuck did recognize the situation when I lost my brain.After their session ended, Donna excused herself for a moment. Hugh, Gretta and Hal took seats close Chuck and me.I asked them how they started and how they met. Donna rejoined us.Hugh spoke explaining that he and Donna had wanted to spice up their sex life years ago as their k**s were nearly of the age they wanted to be on their own.?We were stationed in Germany and created ads we put in fetish groups there. I was in the army and we wrote the ads so no one would recognize us. We wore masks to disguise us.?I looked at Donna sitting there. Both cups of her corset were still turned under revealing her g****fruit-sized breasts and pronounced nipples. Then I noticed it. The brocade cloth of her corset was a pattern of cleverly-designed padlocks in a design similar to the one dangling on my collar.Hugh continued, ?We met a number of couples, got together with some. We were invited to clubs. Some were swinger clubs. Some were fetish-themed. We liked one in Bonn. That was where we met Gretta. She introduced us to Hal.?I asked Donna, ?You have a safe word. How often have you had to use it??She laughed, ?At first, it happened a lot until I relaxed realizing Hugh and anyone else would immediately stop.?I looked at Hal. ?You are a Dom??He smiled, ?Of course.??Gretta, how do you describe yourself???I am described as a switch. With Hal, I am submissive. With others I am in control.??Do you ever just have regular sex??After another hearty laugh, she replied, ?What is regular? I wear a corset or sexy lingerie every day. It is my regular wear. To others, it is exotic. I never wear panties, that is my regular. My nipples are usually exposed. That is regular. My submission to Hal is regular. What I did with you is regular to me. But, yes, I like to just have sex.?I had gotten it long ago. Regular is subjective. What is exotic to some in normal, regular to others.I turned to Chuck. ?Did you know about Hugh and Donna?? I was curious. I was thinking about his profile photos. Yes, he showed his face. But those photos were very public and would never lead one to realize he was so openly sexual.Both Hugh and Chuck answered at the same time. ?Not for a long while.?Chuck went on, ?I was very low-profile. At work, I did not touch, I told no jokes, I asked no questions. If Martha and I met couples, it was a first-name only relationship. I took photos but was not in many. I did not relax until I retired.?Hugh said the same was true for him.Naturally I asked how the two of them realized they were swingers.?Observation.? That was Chuck?s single word reply.I made my best, but subtle face showing I was puzzled.?Donna wore an ankle bracelet, a gold chain with a silver padlock on her right ankle.?I got it. Non-verbal.?So, you asked about it???Yes, I asked kkwhen Hugh and I taught at Ft Huachuca the year before I retired. We had driven to Tucson for the day and for dinner. It was one of those matter-of-fact conversations when I asked if the bracelet signified what I thought it meant. He replied it was. Nothing more was said until we retired and were beyond the over reach of authorities.??So, how did you guys meet Lori and Jim???Happenstance for one. We met at a regatta.?Okay, an unknown word for me, ?What is regatta??Donna replied, ?it is a sail boat race. We did not race against each other but met in port. I had shared some photos on Facebook. Chuck saw them and emailed me suggesting we introduce ourselves. We did and a friendship grew.?I asked, ?So, how did all of this get put together??Chuck replied. ?Baby, last April when you were stuck living in a place with four females and I was recovering from the accident, we had chatted about many things. You knew I had already gotten the invitation from Lori. I knew Hugh and Donna were near Lori and Jim because of Lori? photos. Them, later, I knew they had gotten together and played.?Hugh added, ?Donna and I had already invited Hal and Gretta here and we agreed to schedule their visit to meld with your stay with Lori and Jim.??This was all for me???It was for all of us. I think each one gathered here enjoyed the dessert planned for tonight.?We joined in laughter at Chuck?s silly play on words.Donna asked if anyone wanted a second helping.Chuck had not had a first helping as he had only watched. Beyond the teasing of me and torture meted out to Donna, Hal and Gretta had not had a serving either. My body had recovered. Donna?s question suggested her?s had as well. I wondered how far into the evening this would go and how much energy I would have left. Truthfully? I would submit to whatever Chuck wanted us- me- to do but I really wanted to be alone with him. Yes, I know, I told him many times that my pussy was always hot. And, it is. But the rest of me was lukewarm at that moment.Chuck responded, ?My pregnant little wife has had a long day. She took a long hike this afternoon up the side of the bluff and into the forest before coming back down, eating supper, then coming over for dessert. Is it okay if we just watch for a while??As he was talking, I was watching Gretta absent-mindedly finger her clit. I had not noticed it before. The shaft and hood covering her clit were long and prominent easily appearing between her labia. Some women have clits that are buried under their labia making it challenging to get to it. Hers was the opposite. I also took time to look at her breasts. The top of her corset stopped so her breasts which were a nice size and shape sat unsupported above it. Her nipples were not particularly large. But they seemed perpetually aroused. The combination had to be stimulating to men and bi women.Hugh took a couple of wet wipes from a dispenser and wiped his cock and genital area then walked over to his wife who took his ample cock in her hands stroking him. Hal was more direct, he went to Gretta and told her to suck his. She took his cock in her mouth without using her hands.While we were watching, Chuck caressed my breast with his hand. I shifted my position slightly to give him easier access. I started to finger my pregnant pussy.The two corseted gals gave their men great blow jobs with both swallowing. Me? Chuck used his hands and fingers to give me several nice orgasms. By then, I was too tired to do much else. We sat and talked some more before Chuck suggested we head back. I had no clue it was nearly 1 A.M. No wonder I was tired. We hugged and said our good byes.Hugh ferried us back to ?The Princess? and I kissed him good night before we found Ricky on anchor duty. He looked sexy- he had on his shorts and a tee. Had I the energy, I would have given him a watch to remember. Chuck led me down and toward our room. I heard sexual sounds coming from my mother?s room and wondered who was there. Then, I remembered two things. I had spent little time with my oldest two and Chuck did not have sex that I was aware of.We hit the bed and I fell asleep.