AN ISLAND EXCHANGE

My husband John and I were on vacation in the Caribbean 
with another couple, Dave and Kim. They were delightful 
people that we had known for some time but had never 
vacationed together. They were an attractive couple in 
their early thirties as we were.

The island was beautiful, great sand beaches with clear 
greenish water that provided wonderful snorkeling 
adventures. It was an exotic island, fringed with palm 
trees waving in the gentle winds. In the evening we 
would walk on the beach, the moonlight shining on the 
water lapping at the shores. 

The Club Med where we were staying catered to couples 
only, and these couples were mostly around our age, 
some younger and some older. As the week progressed we 
noted that there were romantic couplings going on, and 
it seemed not always with their spouses and girl 
friends. We learned that this Club Med was noted for 
the exchanges that were taking place.

One time when Kim and I were alone, she said there 
seemed to be a resurgence of the swinging that was 
present in the sixties and seventies. I said from what 
I was seeing it seemed to be true. Then she asked if I 
thought of doing an exchange, and I said that I never 
thought of switching. I asked her if she had done that 
before, and she said no, but she and Dave had talked 
about it. "If one ever did that, this beautiful 
romantic island would seem to be the perfect setting, 
and seeing what's going on around us is really 
exciting." I wondered if she was thinking that we might 
exchange.

Later, when John and I were alone I mentioned our 
conversation, and he said Dave had talked about it, and 
was hinting that they might be open to participating. I 
told him that you would not agree. He said "why don't 
you talk to her; she might be interested-this would be 
the perfect place to experiment, and look at what all 
the others are doing." 

Dave and Kim had four children, and John kidded them 
about it, suggesting that he have a vasectomy. After 
the birth of our second child, John had one without 
telling me what he planned, knowing that I wouldn't 
want him to have that operation, as I really wanted 
another child-we had two girls, and I wanted a boy. I 
was quite angry with him for going ahead without 
discussing it with me beforehand.

There was a lot of drinking going on, and the four of 
us drank our share which was mostly rum drinks. After 
dinner of the third evening, Dave was hinting about 
doing a swap, but we didn't take him up on it. John and 
I discussed it when we went to bed. John said if we 
did, Dave would be getting the best of it because I was 
more beautiful and attractive then Kim, but even so Kim 
was still a good looking woman with curves in all the 
right places. When we discussed it, it was definitely 
the rum talking.

Things changed the next night. The management put on a 
big party with plenty of rum and other drinks flowing, 
followed by a dinner with more drinks after, and by 
later evening we were definitely feeling the effects, 
talking and laughing a lot. 

At that point Dave looked at John and said "why don't 
we exchange-you like Kim don't you?" 

He said, "Yes, I like Kim, she is very attractive." 
Then he said "is that OK with you Kim?"

She looked at him and said, "Yes, if it's alright with 
Dave."

John said "well, you will have to ask Sandy, it would 
be up to her." Sandy looked at me and asked if that is 
what I wanted to do. I said, "Yes, it is alright with 
me for you to be with Dave." She didn't look very happy 
and said, "Are you sure?" I said, "Yes."

John took Kim's arm and said they would be in our room. 
As they left was I was having second thoughts, but Dave 
brought me another drink to relax me, and I decided 
that if my husband and Kim were going to do it, then I 
was also. Dave took my arm and we left for his room. 

When we entered the room, he pulled me into his arms 
and began kissing me. I was hesitant at first, but 
finally returned his kisses. I was becoming aroused as 
he began stripping me, first undoing my blouse, taking 
it off, then unbuttoning my skirt, sliding the zipper 
down and pushing my skirt down to my ankles. I was now 
standing in my lacy bra and sheer lacy slip.

At that moment I remembered something-I was just 
entering my fertile period, and of course I wasn't on 
any birth control since John had a vasectomy. I told 
Dave, and said I couldn't risk intercourse. But he 
said, "John is doing it to my wife, and you agreed, and 
now you're trying to back out."

Finally I agreed, but said we have to be careful. Then 
I said, "It would serve him right if I got pregnant 
since he agreed to this, and he had a vasectomy without 
discussing it with me, and I wanted another child." But 
I said, "We can't risk my getting pregnant."

He assured me that he would be careful, and wouldn't 
come in me. With that assurance I reluctantly agreed. 
Besides, the thought of having intercourse with this 
handsome man was getting me excited, and I felt myself 
moistening. This would be the first time I would be 
having sex with another man. I had been faithful in our 
marriage, but if this swapping was what John wanted to 
do, then I was going to let Dave have me. 

I could feel my body flushing, and I was trembling in 
his arms as he continued stripping me, sliding my slip 
over my hips to the floor. Now I was standing in only 
my bra, lacy panties, and my garter belt attached to 
sheer stockings. After he undid my bra, freeing my 
breasts he looked at me admiringly, saying, "You're 
lovely."

He stroked my breasts till my nipples were firm, 
kissing and caressing me till I was on an erotic 
plateau. He took his time, continuing stroking and 
arousing me, finally sliding my panties down, holding 
me as I stepped out of them. I was embarrassed as he 
looked at my body, naked except for my satiny garter 
belt and sheer stockings. 

My legs barely held me up; I was so weak with my 
arousal, almost collapsing as he lifted me, placing me 
on the bed. I was even more flushed and trembling, 
watching him as he began to strip. When he took off his 
shorts I saw his cock for the first time. It was 
impressive, and even more so as he began to harden, 
becoming even larger-very thick and very long. My eyes 
widened as I looked at his cock, now standing straight 
out, and I wondered if I could take him into me. I knew 
I was in for an experience that I would long remember.

He lost no time in joining me on the bed. He continued 
stroking my breasts, then sliding a hand down to my 
thighs. I hesitated, holding my thighs together as he 
tried to open my legs, then relaxing, allowing him to 
press open my thighs. He moved his hand there, 
caressing me, finding the wet lips of my vulva. I 
gasped as his fingers stroked into me, gasping again as 
he found my clitoris. 

I was getting more and more aroused as he stroked and 
lifted my clitoris, moaning now, my body flushed. He 
slid a finger into me, then two fingers, continuing to 
stimulate me till I was on an erotic plateau, my body 
trembling to his caresses. I was groaning now as he 
pressed my legs open more, sensing that I completely 
surrendered to him. There was no way I could stop him 
now, and he knew this as he rose up and moved between 
my open legs. 

He directed his cock against the swollen lips of my 
cunt, the head pressing into me, pressing firmly, and I 
felt myself opening to him. I lifted my knees to ease 
the pain of his entry. He continued the relentless 
pressure, stretching me more, and I gasped as he pushed 
into my vagina. He held still for a moment, the bulbous 
head inside me before continuing to enter me, pushing 
further and further into me, gradually filling me with 
his huge cock. 

I had never been so stretched, and I cried out as he 
impaled me, and to my amazement I came as he filled me, 
crying out, my body shaking, my legs clutching him. He 
didn't move till my spasms subsided. I think the pure 
naughtiness of what we were doing, being fucked by 
another man for the first time since I was married, and 
having such a large cock in me was so erotic that I 
came immediately. I had never been so excited, and the 
lush tropical setting contributed to make this an 
experience one that I would never forget.

Soon I felt him moving again, stroking slowly back and 
forth in me, almost pulling out each time before 
pushing into me again. My whole being was centered on 
this cock that was filling me, raising me to an erotic 
high, pleasuring me to a level that I had never 
experienced. 

Soon he was stroking more powerfully into me, and then 
I remembered and said, "Don't come in me!" 

He said he wouldn't, and continued thrusting into me, 
raising me to higher and higher levels of arousal. Then 
I felt it-a warmth beginning in my vagina, my cervix, 
spreading to my uterus and pelvis, and spreading over 
my body, a feeling now so intense that I cried out as I 
was swept into a climax, groaning, "Dave, don't stop! 
Don't stop!"

He continued his thrusting as I groaned and shuddered, 
my body in spasm, clutching him with my arms and legs 
as my climax went on an on, crying out again and again 
as I was overwhelmed with the intensity of my orgasm. I 
felt his cock swelling and I knew he was going to come 
in me, and I knew I was powerless to stop him.

He gripped my ass and pushed fully into my cunt as he 
began spurting into me, spurting against my cervix, 
filling me with his semen, my hands pulling his ass 
tightly against me as he emptied himself, my vagina 
awash with his sperm, which I know was entering my 
uterus, and very likely making me pregnant.

He held himself fully into me till and I felt his cock 
softening. He stayed into me, holding me, kissing me, 
stroking me, and after awhile I felt his cock hardening 
again. I couldn't believe he was getting hard so soon, 
and finally he became fully erect and began fucking me 
again. 

I was responding, moving with him as he fucked me so 
expertly, again raising me to an erotic high, 
continuing to thrust into me till I felt another climax 
approaching, feeling him swelling again, and I cried 
out once more as I felt him coming in me. I was 
helpless as I was caught up in another powerful climax, 
groaning and crying out with the intensity of it, my 
body in spasm again. The fact that I was risking 
pregnancy just added to the erotic climax, feeling him 
coming in me.

Finally he withdrew his softening cock, and moved 
beside me. I lay there spread-eagled, my cunt awash 
with his sperm, and I felt our juices leaking onto my 
thighs. I began sobbing with the realization that I 
might be pregnant from this episode. Dave tried to 
comfort me, but it didn't help. I felt completely 
drained, my body limp.

Finally I got up and began dressing. After I pulled my 
panties on, I could feel the crotch getting wet from 
his semen. As I was getting ready to return to my room 
Dave said he would like to switch again the next night. 
I said I didn't know; it would be up to John.

I had phoned our room, and they were finished, and I 
passed a smiling Kim in the hall. She took one look at 
me, and she knew I had been thoroughly fucked. 

I got back to the room and I found my husband in bed, 
looking quite happy. He asked me if Dave did it to me, 
and when I said yes he asked me if I came. I again said 
yes, and he said, "You don't come very often when we do 
it." I said "I think it was because we tried something 
new for us, and almost everyone else in this place 
seems to be doing the same thing." Then I said, "How 
about you-did you have a good time?" He looked 
sheepish, so I knew he did. He admitted it and said 
that Kim went down on him and he came, and later he got 
hard again and he fucked her and came again.

I said, "Dave wants to get together again tomorrow 
night, and I said I would have to talk to you. What do 
you want to do?"

"Kim also wants to get to get together again, so why 
don't we do it?" I agreed.

We had a pleasant after-dinner glow from the drinks 
when Dave made the first move, taking my arm and 
leading me off. Looking over my shoulder I saw John 
leaving with Kim.

When we entered Dave's room he took me in his arms 
again, and this time there was no hesitation on my 
part. I had dressed especially for the occasion. I had 
started with a garter belt, sheer hose, then white lacy 
open-legged panties with a matching bra and half slip. 
Then a clinging white dress that came above my knees. 

I was moistening again as he kissed and stroked me, 
before starting to strip me. He took his time, enjoying 
exposing me slowly, beginning with my dress which he 
unzipped and pushed to the floor. My slip followed; he 
unclipped my bra, freeing my breasts, and stroked them 
till my nipples were firm. I started to sag with my 
arousal, and he lifted me onto the bed, slowly sliding 
my panties down and off. Except for my stocking and 
garter belt I was naked, and I felt myself blushing as 
he gazed at me admiringly. He quickly stripped. 

He pressed my thighs open as he continued his caresses, 
his fingers moving on my moist lips till I was moaning 
and trembling. I opened my legs further, surrendering 
to him, ready to take him into me. He moved over, 
mounting me, directing his now very hard cock against 
my vagina, the large swollen head pressing against me. 

I was groaning now as I felt myself opening to him, my 
cunt stretching to accommodate him. I cried out as the 
bulbous head entered me, and I raised my knees, 
spreading my legs more as he pushed into me, filling 
me, advancing his cock till I was impaled again, giving 
a hoarse cry. It was so erotic, being filled like that, 
and with another man's cock. 

Once again he began slowly moving into me, gradually 
increasing his thrusting, taking plenty of time with 
me, lifting me to higher and higher levels of arousal, 
bringing me to an erotic plateau where I was totally 
helpless, gasping and crying out again and again. Just 
as I was approaching a climax I felt him swelling, and 
knew he was going to come in me again, but I could do 
nothing as I was overwhelmed with an orgasm that went 
on and on. 

As I gripped him with my legs I felt his spasms as his 
cock erupted into me, filling the deepest area of my 
vagina with his semen, and I welcomed the flow of his 
sperm, probably flowing through my cervix into my 
uterus.

If I missed getting pregnant last night, I very likely 
was impregnated this time, and I didn't care. I now 
decided that I wanted to get pregnant, and if I did it 
would be my husband's fault for agreeing to this 
exchange. I was in the second day of my fertile cycle, 
and it was very likely that I was pregnant already. The 
thought that he was probably inseminating me just added 
to my erotic responses, making my climaxes so much more 
intense.

Dave started to apologize again for coming in me, but 
he said he couldn't help it, especially as I told him 
not to stop last night. I looked at him, and said, "I 
want to get pregnant again and you're attractive and 
intelligent so it is perfect. I want to be fertilized, 
and it is John's fault for getting a vasectomy. Maybe 
we could do it once more so I could be sure-then we 
will have covered my whole fertile period." We didn't 
have a second fuck so I dressed and returned to our 
room. Kim was just leaving and we smiled at each other 
as we passed. 

John and I didn't say much when I returned, but he 
asked me if I had a good time, and again I said yes. He 
said, "I don't want to do this scene again-I think we 
experimented enough." I wondered if he didn't have as 
good a time as the night before. I said, "Now that it's 
fun you want to quit." He just said that we shouldn't 
do it again, but I was having a great time and I wanted 
to do it again, and now I wanted to be sure that I got 
pregnant. If I did John could not say anything.

The nest day when Kim and I were alone I expressed the 
wish that I wanted to get pregnant, and I was ovulating 
at this time. I told her I wanted to do it again to be 
sure, but John didn't want to exchange again. 

Kim said, "I'll help! I have an idea. Let John know 
that you are going with me in the afternoon to check 
out some gift stores. Then we will go to our room, and 
I'll see that Dave does it to you again." I agreed if 
we could arrange it. Kim asked if it would bother me if 
she was there when we had intercourse. I thought about 
it a minute and said, "I think it will be alright."

Well, I told my husband that we were going shopping, 
but he noticed that I dressed in some of my best 
underwear, all lacy pink with a short pink blouse and 
skirt. I said, "I don't always like to look like beach 
bum." He accepted this.

I went to their room, and was greeted by Kim. Dave 
wasn't there yet. I told Kim I was nervous about this, 
and she said we need a drink. She poured a stiff drink 
which I downed quickly, and she poured another, joining 
me both times. I soon finished this one and I had a 
pleasant glow as we laughed about our husbands. She 
poured another, saying, "I need to be sure you are in 
the mood, and not embarrassed." At that moment Dave 
came in as if by some pre-arranged signal. 

Kim asked me if she could help me get ready, and I 
agreed, feeling the effects of the drinks. She brought 
me over to the bed, and then slowly undid my blouse, 
removing it, unzipping my shirt, taking it down and 
off, leaving me standing in my sheer underwear. She 
said "You really look great!" She removed my bra and I 
covered my breasts, embarrassed. She just smiled and 
asked me to kneel on the edge of the bed. I hesitated, 
but she insisted and I did as she said, kneeling on the 
edge of the bed.

She said I want to get you in the mood as she started 
caressing my breasts. I started to resist but she 
reassured me as she continued, pulling my slip up till 
it hung from my waist. She continued her expert 
caresses till I began to be aroused, especially as she 
was stroking my thighs, pressing my legs open and 
pushing my head and shoulders to the bed. 

I gasped as she stroked up my inner thighs, slipping a 
finger under the leg of my panties, finding my swollen 
and wet vulva, caressing me there till I was moaning. 
She slipped my panties to my knees displaying me 
erotically, my rounded ass in the air, my moist and 
reddened lips exposed to both of them.

They both began on me now, working on my breasts and 
vagina, Kim slipping fingers into me; caressing my 
clitoris at the same time. I was groaning now with my 
arousal as these two experts aroused me even more, my 
trembling body responding, my breasts hanging down, my 
nipples firm. Kim pressed my thighs open more, 
presenting my moist and gaping cunt to her husband. I 
had offered token resistance at being displayed so 
lewdly, but I was so aroused that I surrendered, 
wondering what these two would do to me. I don't know 
what I was expecting.

I soon found out as Kim held my lips open with one hand 
while she reached for the very stiff cock of her 
husband, directing it to the opening of my cunt, 
holding it steady as he pressed against me and into me, 
crying out as he entered me. Dave held my hips in place 
as he stretched me out with his advancing cock, 
beginning to fill my vagina, soon pushing against my 
cervix as he entered me fully, holding me impaled on 
his cock. 

Kim moved back now as Dave, holding my hips firmly, 
began a steady thrusting. I was groaning as he fucked 
me, my breasts swaying as kept pushing into me, raising 
me to erotic highs, moaning continuously as he entered 
me so deep, much deeper in this position, fucking me 
powerfully.

It was so erotic, being taken like this, on my hands 
and knees, my rounded ass in the air as his cock plumed 
my depths, my body jerking to his thrusting. I was 
getting close, my body responding to him, concentrating 
on the incredible feelings his rigid cock was evoking 
in me. Then it began, my climax beginning to build as I 
felt the head of his cock swelling in me, thrusting 
more powerfully, and I knew he was close as well.

I was on the brink-then my orgasm swept over me and I 
know I screamed, my body shaking as he held me, and I 
felt his climax as his swollen cock began spurting into 
me, once more filling my vagina with his semen. My 
orgasm went on and on as he continued to empty himself 
into me, groaning as he came deep in my cunt, spurting 
into my cervix, and I thought if I wasn't pregnant from 
the last encounters, I was certainly pregnant now.

He held himself into me for the longest time, finally 
removing his softening cock, releasing me, and my 
exhausted body collapsed on the bed. A smiling and 
aroused Kim rolled me over and placed a pillow under me 
to raise my ass, and pushed my thighs together, 
improving the chance of conception. After sufficient 
time to allow the sperm to enter my uterus, Kim helped 
me dress. 

Kim said, "I think Dave got you pregnant, and that's 
what we both wanted for you. We planned carefully to 
get you and John to agree to this exchange so you could 
be inseminated. Your arrogant husband will know who 
knocked you up, and we couldn't be more delighted. It 
was great when you told Dave you were ovulating, so we 
were determined to see that you got pregnant."

I said, "I can't believe you planned this! How could 
you do this to me?"

"By Dave sticking it to you we were really sticking it 
to your husband! We can't wait till he finds out you 
are pregnant. His ego is going to suffer a lot. By the 
way, you won't be the first wife that Dave has 
inseminated. We really get a rush out of Dave making a 
cuckold of some smug husband, and making his wife 
pregnant."

I was angry and tearful at being set-up like that; but 
when I thought about it later I was glad that I had 
that experience-never had I been taken, used and fucked 
so thoroughly as I was by this man. And never have I 
had the experience of being filled by a cock that size.

And I hoped that I was pregnant, but I would have to 
wait till it was confirmed.

When I met John again I said nothing about what had 
happened, but he noticed my flushed face and said you 
shouldn't hurry in this climate. After dinner we packed 
for our departure the next morning. On the way home 
none of us talked about our romantic interlude.

A month passed and I missed my period. I waited till I 
had missed my second period before I talked to John, 
and my pregnancy test came back positive. John was 
angry, but I said it was his fault because he wanted to 
trade. When he asked me to get an abortion I refused. 
He was not happy, and also he was losing interest in 
having sex with me.

I ran into Kim and told her about my pregnancy-she was 
delighted that I had conceived, and she couldn't wait 
to tell Dave. I told her John was going away on 
business for three days, and she invited me over for 
dinner when he left.

We had cocktails and wine with dinner. I told them that 
John was angry, and I also told them that he lost 
interest in having sex. They were comforting, and then 
Kim took my arm and led me into the bedroom saying I'm 
going to send in Dave, and she did. He took me in my 
arms and began kissing me. 

I responded to him knowing that he wanted to make love 
to me. I didn't resist as he slowly began stripping me, 
starting with my dress, then my slip, my bra and 
finally my panties. By the time he placed me on the bed 
I was aroused and ready.

He stripped, spread my legs and mounted me. I cried out 
as he entered me, pushing into me, filling me with his 
cock. It was a repeat of the last time as he fucked me 
thoroughly, and I came as he ejaculated into me. Kim 
had come into the room and seen the whole thing.

It wasn't the last time that Dave fucked me while I was 
pregnant. They were both delighted as they observed my 
increasing girth. Finally I delivered a boy, and I 
couldn't have been more pleased. And it wasn't the end 
of being fucked by Dave. With Kim's blessing he was 
between my legs several times, doing it to me, fucking 
me thoroughly, and filling me again and again with his 
semen. However, now I was taking precautions or I 
definitely would be pregnant.