Nancy Carter

Mate swappers

Chapter One

Take my wife…please!" Tony Peters shouted as he spread his wife Nancy's legs wide open, fully exposing her glistening pink slit to their neighbors, Sam and Ellen Leitner.

Everyone in the room broke out in laughter for a moment then. Tony's routine of quoting Jack Benny's most famous line as he offered Nancy's succulent snatch to a fellow swinger for sucking or fucking was thoroughly predictable, but still managed to garner a good laugh even now, several months and dozens of swing sessions later.

Sam had good reason to smile he was about to slip his lovely neighbor the meat and sample her silky heat. As he watched Nancy's hole clenching and spasming on its own., he tried to pinpoint the very first time he heard Tony utter the famous line.

The memory came to mind just as he positioned — his bulbous prickhead against the entrance to Nancy's creamy opening.

Tony and Nancy had just moved into the neighborhood a couple of weeks previously, and being the good meaning. Horny neighbors they were, Sam and Ellen invited the young couple over to their place for dinner. "To get to know each other a little better," Sam had put it upon offering the invitation.

The evening progressed even more smoothly than any of them could have hoped.