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Authors name: Merlin (merlin44_98@yahoo.com)
Story title : Swappers - 1

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Swapper (couples, BI, cd, v, swing) 
by Merlin (merlin44_98@yahoo.com)
Edited March 14, 2002
 
***

A Couple learns to swap and swing through the aid of porno 
magazine, and meeting other couples.
 
***

My name is Mark Brenner. My wife Susan and I will have been 
married for eighteen years next month. Susan was twenty-one 
when we married and I was twenty-four. Neither of us knew 
much about life, love, or sex, we'd each had one prior lover 
to whom we'd lost our virginity. However losing that did not 
make us worldly in knowledge even though we thought it did. 

After our marriage I tried to get her interested in all 
things sexual. I bought several men's magazine and sexual 
reference books, but to no avail. She refused all advances 
unless it was straight missionary position. This she agreed 
to and resigning my self to my fate I went after it often. 
Hell if it was all I could get, then I wanted all I could 
get.
 
It wasn't that she was religious she followed no faith. But 
she had little or no social life as she grew up. Finally I 
was able to turn her attention to her sexuality but it took 
eighteen years to do because I could just not force her or 
anyone to do some thing they did not want to do even if it 
meant denial of my own desire. I was raised that way and 
also raised to believe that divorce was wrong and from 
frustration and a repressed sex life it finally exploded on 
me during our eighteenth year. 

During these years the only change in our sex lives was that 
she would masturbate my cock being only six inches in length 
I felt I'd made a little progress. (Yes I know six inches 
isn't big -- in fact I knew for many years that I was small 
compared the big dicks out there I just couldn't compete.) 

Well, it all came to a head one warm July day. 
 
I drive a semi truck for a living. I'd been driving for the 
last seven years and quite literally had the answer I'd been 
searching for all these years thrown in my face.
 
After a drivers meeting one day at the company's home 
terminal a former CO-driver was cleaning out his truck 
having told the boss to go fuck himself. He was just 
throwing stuff left and right and just as I passed by a 
thrown magazine smacked me upside the head. Startled I 
yelled and slapped at the thing thinking perhaps a bird had 
fallen in love with me. 

It hit the ground at my feet and grabbing it I threw it back 
in the truck and said "HEY ASSHOLE. TAKE IT EASY!" He looked 
out the door and said, "Oops, sorry Mark." 

"Still PO'd at that fucking jerk inside," I smiled. "Okay 
I'll let it go this time but next time; "NO WHEEL OF FORTUNE 
FOR YOU FOR A WEEK!" I shook my hand and finger at him in 
mock sternness. 

He roared with laughter and smiled. He said, "Really Mark I 
didn't mean to take it out on you but the magazine fell 
victim." We talked for a while and I got him in a better 
mood at least. He had a big stack of magazine and told me to 
take all of them.

I asked what they were, he said, "hard-on paper, try them 
they'll help you pass the time on long layovers."

I looked at one; 'Penthouse Letters' a partially clad female 
graced the cover. I thought, why not? I thanked him little 
realizing what this little stack of magazine would change my 
life.
 
I carried them to my truck and put them away. They came in 
handy the second day out. The fourth piston rod decided to 
retire as I started climbing Black Mountain Gorge in eastern 
Tennessee. Not only did it retire it decided to leave all 
together, making a nice little exit in the side of the 
block. I got the company on it as soon as I could and 
returned to the truck to wait.

They sent another truck by wrecker but it took a full ten 
hours. I had snacks and drinks in the cab and read as I 
waited stretched out in the bunk. Jesus H. Ke-rist I'd read 
a lot of porno but these people in these magazine were 
talking of trading their wives or just letting her go out 
and screw whoever she wanted. Usually it was some dude with 
a huge cock that would please her more than her average 
sized husband could.

I was hooked at once. The newest issue being a full year 
old. Hell I traveled to or through most the cities these 
folks claimed as home. That put some weird fantasies in my 
head and steel in my six-inch cock as I placed Susan and I 
in the stories. I must have cranked my "little rod" off 
about six times before the wrecker got there.

I cleaned up and put the magazine away and had things ready 
to "switch" when the wrecker got there if ever. I slept. 
That Friday I pulled into the lot and put the truck away 
excited, thinking I'd have Susan read one of these books and 
see if it turned her on. But when I got home I discovered 
her to be on her curse and when she was on her curse it 
wasn't wise to ask her to do anything at all.

I'd learned her ways after so many years. So I took the next 
best option and got drunk. She avoids me when I drink as I 
can out grouch her and when really annoyed I can get 
physically violent. So she avoids me when I drink. I don't 
do it very often.
 
I stopped on Saturday night and sobered so that by Sunday 
noon I'd be fit to drive once again. 

The following weekend I got home and found her smiling, the 
kids were not home yet and would be late as the oldest now 
had a part time job and the two youngest had band and ball 
practice. Susan met me at the door and I carried my things 
in. I at once apologized for getting so drunk. 
 
Then I told her about the magazines. I described them and 
then gave her one.

That was a bad move! She got totally pissed off and hit me 
with the magazine slapping my face with it and called me a 
pervert. I lost my temper and grabbing the magazine in one 
hand I grabbed her arm with the other one. I'd never to my 
memory been so mad at her. I led her to the table and 
pulling out a chair I yelled, "Sit!"

She said "NO!" and turned to go.

I turned her back and slapped her face hard, much harder 
than I really meant to. But I said, "Sit Down Now!"

Holding her cheek and full anger and defiance in her voice 
she uttered her strongest phrase "FUCK YOU!"

I hit the table "Hard" and screamed "READ IT!"

The table old and not meant for this type of treatment 
cracked across the middle but held up. Susan began to shake 
fear filled her face as she picked up the magazine and began 
to read ten minutes passed then twenty she finished the 
first story knowing she was a slow reader I didn't press 
her.

Her gaze was now glued to the page she finished the second 
story in ten minutes she began to breath heavier and as the 
third one was consumed she screamed and dropping the 
magazine, she literally leaped on me. Her, me and the chair 
I'd sat in went tumbling across the floor. We came to a stop 
with her on top her lips glued to mine.

"GODDAMN"! What had I unleashed here? Her pants were soaking 
wet and being on top it started getting me wet as she ground 
her crotch against mine. 

I'd never seen her so hot and ready before. She kept the 
kiss going and her clothing came off then mine. Then she 
grabbed my cock and shaking like a leaf and moaning she fell 
on it with her mouth licking and sucking it like it was the 
branch of life itself.

My god, the feelings swept through me like a tidal wave 
making my six-incher feel like it was a foot long and 
throbbing so hard my hips thrust upward of their own 
volition.

She moaned and lifted up and straddled me and impaled 
herself on my stiff erection. She moaned and began to fuck 
me. She rode me like a cowgirl and groaned as I reached 
between us and began to rub her clit.

Five times she came as I bit my own lip to keep from coming 
to soon. God what a woman!

I let go, unable to hold back another second and came hard! 
She hit another orgasm and screamed as we came together. She 
fell over kissing me as our bodies continued to rub against 
each other.

Afterwards as she sat up and I said, "Do you realize you 
went down on me?"
 
She blushed a deep red and said, "It won't be the last 
time."

***
 
A year passed, we experimented with many forms of sex acts. 
She took to anal sex like a fish to water, oral sex too. 
She'd help me load groceries at the market and before I 
could drive from the parking lot my cock was in her mouth. I 
rarely got to see myself shot sperm as she wouldn't let me 
pull out of what ever orifice I was in.

One Saturday morning she came to me with an ad we'd been 
working on to send in for publication. We're now interested 
in trying a three way, four way, any way. We're eager to 
try.
 
The ad ran for three months before we got a reply. We hadn't 
been idle. We answered several ads and even went so far as 
to meet one guy at a local lounge, but Susan didn't like him 
from the start and said he just felt wrong. We had a drink 
with him and called it off.

The following week his picture was in the paper, handcuffed 
and being lead into the county lock up for rape and murder. 
Susan said, "I told you I felt something odd about him."

Then late one Saturday afternoon. Our youngest son came in 
with the mail and to my delight there was an answer to our 
ad. A couple looking for new swingers.

Their names where Tom and Arala and they had sent pictures 
of themselves. In the envelope I carried the letter and 
pictures upstairs where Susan was taking a bath. I sat on 
the toilet seat and began to read. Susan gasped and climaxed 
right there in the tub. I chuckled and said, "I guess I 
better finish when you're done," and stood. 

She said, "Don't you dare. You keep on reading."

I laughed and continued, "They mentioned that they were 
always on the lookout for new swingers to swap with and 
would like the pleasure of teaching us the INS AND THE OUTS 
of swapping."

I held the picture of Tom so Susan could see, she let out a 
wolf whistle and said, "Oh god that's not a real cock is 
it?"

I turned it over on the back it read; eleven proud inches in 
length, six full inches around near the head and seven and a 
half around at the base. I said shit that's not a cock 
that's a battering ram!

Susan asked to see the woman so I held it up and said, 
"They're both a bit heavy at the waist but we're bigger I 
think."

Susan said, Let me finish my bath and then we'll send some 
pictures of us and write them a letter." We did just that 
and sent it out on Monday. 
 
That Wednesday evening around six the phone rang. Susan told 
me later that night when I called. Arala had called and 
since I was gone she'd left her phone number. Susan figured 
that we'd return her call Friday or Saturday. We spoke for a 
while longer before I had to go. Chicago was still three 
hours away.

I got home Friday at four. After a shower I dressed and 
Susan came in flustered and crying from an argument she'd 
had at work with her supervisor. I consoled her and got her 
in a better mood. The kids came to us hollering about a ball 
game that night at the school gym I doled out some cash and 
set their little worlds to spinning once more. At six they 
left the house just as the phone rang my daughter waited I 
said It's for me go on she nodded and was gone.
 
It was Arala and Tom. Susan got on the extension in the 
kitchen. We spoke and found her and Tom to be very nice to 
talk to and we agreed to come down to meet them next 
weekend. Tom gave directions to an exit off of an Interstate 
in Kentucky. The exit number I'd been past a hundred times 
and figured they lived two hours south, southeast from us.

I went about the house locking the windows and doors. Susan 
said, "What are you doing?"

"Come here I'll show you." With the doors locked I began to 
make love to her in each room of the house. And while in the 
kitchen got a spatula and an antique eggbeater out and said, 
"AH HA!" New sex toys!" Her eyes went wide and she ran 
laughing and screaming from the room.

Around eight Joe, my dispatcher called. I fed him a line and 
said that my wife and I had been having a few problems and 
that I would like the following weekend off so we could take 
a short second honeymoon. 

***

That following Friday we left our two youngest with Susan's 
sister Anne and headed south. As we pulled into the rest 
area north of Tom's designated exit. I called from a pay 
phone and Arala answered and when I told her where we were 
she said just go to the next exit and watch for an older 
model blue Chevy pick up truck.

We pulled out and five minutes later left the expressway 
again. We waited for about two minutes and seen an old 
65'chevy pick up blue and beat up for sure the motor sounded 
big though.

They pulled up behind us waving and with a wash of blonde 
hair Arala was out and came to our car. She came to my 
window and said, "Hello Mark and Susan?"

I said, "Wow lady the camera didn't do you justice," and 
wolf whistled. Susan hit my arm as Arala blushed.

Then Arala said, "Susan would you like to ride with Tom?" 
Susan groaned and held her crotch and said "YES"! her breath 
ragged as a climax, small but effective made her face flush 
red.

Arala looked at my wife in surprise and said, "Wow you're 
hot already, huh?" Susan climbed out of our car and headed 
for their truck. At the same time Arala came over to me and 
opened the door and climbed over me with a slim succulent 
body and shut the passenger door.

I said, "You've lost weight since your picture was taken. I 
hate to repeat myself but that camera didn't like you."

She thanks me and I pulled her to me so that our lips came 
together and opened. Our tongues met and danced together. My 
cock became solid steel. Finally we broke the kiss and she 
smiled knowingly at me. She looked excited.

"Let's go Tom will follow us." She said.

I looked in the mirror and saw Susan kissing Tom. Arala's 
kiss had turned my cock to steel, now seeing Susan kissing 
another man turned it to iron and set it on fire. I noticed 
a feeling of jealousy, a knot of pain in my gut.

Arala was watching me, then she said, "You okay?"

I smiled at her, Yeah, sure, it's just the first time I ever 
saw Susan kiss another man. God my cock's so hard it hurts."

She laughed softly and said, "You'll see more my friend, 
much more. Let's go."

I did.

She gave good directions and we soon pulled into a farm. We 
got out and looking back I could see the pickup pulling in 
but only Tom could be seen.

"Where's Susan?" I asked, a note of anxiety in my voice.

As the truck stopped and Tom yelled out, "OH GOD!" Seconds 
later he was laying back breathing hard and I saw Susan sit 
up in the seat beside him, a large gob of whitish cream 
dripping down her chin. She saw us looking and said, "Mark 
get over here you've got to see this."

I went to the truck and she held up Tom's huge cock and 
said, "Look! God he's huge like a mule. I've never seen a 
cock so big. It was all I could do to get it in my mouth."

They got out and I turned and opened our trunk to get our 
suitcases. "You won't be needing clothes Mark, Arala walked 
up behind me and grabbed my crotch to make her point.

I smiled and said, "They're for when we leave doll."

Tom walked over and offered his hand, I took it and shook it 
warmly. "I guess we're your pupils for the weekend. I'm 
looking forward to learning the art of swinging.

He smiled and said, "Let's go in an... OOP's." He gestured 
to the girls and my cock turned to solid steel again Susan 
and Arala were embracing with their lips locked together 
like a couple of flaming lesbians. I groaned. Then a car 
drove past and Tom said, "C'mon girls let's get this show 
inside."

They didn't move Tom said, "Mark we'll have to pry them 
apart I think they're stuck." 

Susan came to me when I pulled her away blushing heavily and 
said, "God first time I kiss a woman and it feels wonderful. 
That might just become a habit."

I laughed and we hauled them into the house where I let go 
of Susan as Tom released Arala. They went back together at 
once like a couple of magnets and clothes fell to the floor. 
I looked around for Tom and saw him at a wet bar. I looked 
back at the girls then I joined him as the girls slowly sank 
to the floor.

I indicated the room and said' "You guys read my mind when 
you decorated this room. It's great."

He said, "Glad you like it, most of it's just stuff we came 
across at different yard and garage sales."

We both looked at our wives and sipped beers. After a bit I 
said, "I never thought Susan would do another woman."

Tom looked at then and said, "Hidden fantasies sneak out at 
times and trip us up."

I smiled and said, "Have you ever done it?"

"You mean with a guy?"

I nodded.

"Well yes, once. Our life style let's us meet many different 
people and I have indulged yes. What about you, have you 
ever try it?"

I said, "Nope, never have. I won't say I never will though 
because the future is too damn iffy. If you take my 
meaning."

He chuckled and said, "Maybe we can give it a try later 
sometime during the weekend."

I didn't say anything. We stood there sipping our beers, 
watching our women rolling around on the floor totally 
oblivious of us.

"AAAAGGGGHHH!" Susan was thrashing and screaming through a 
huge orgasm, panting heavily below Arala's tongue, which was 
buried in her soaking cunt.

Tom said, "Wow she really gets into it doesn't she?"

Arala looked up, "Mix us a couple jack rabbits Tom I think 
Sue needs one."

Tom nodded and began mixing several liquors then reached 
below the bar and pulled out an old brown earthen jug and 
added a small amount to each glass. He looked at me and 
said, "Arala won't drink anything else. Keep an eye on your 
wife when she drinks this." He put the jug away and stirred 
both drinks.

I winked at him and I said, "Let me."

He nodded and I took both glasses over to the girls. They 
sat up and I gave one to each. Susan sniffed and said, 
"Smells good."

Arala said, "Be sure to sip don't gulp."

Sue nodded and she took a sip then leaped to her feet. "Holy 
Shit! What's in here?"

Arala told her that it was a mixture of Rum, Sour Mash 
Whisky and Moonshine.

I asked, what happens if someone gulped it?"

Tom said, "It feels like you're throat is on fire, regular 
water won't cool it off either."

Susan smiled and said, "It does taste good."

Arala walked over to me and said, "Well, the gay stuffs 
over, how about we get your clothes off I can't wait to feel 
your cock in me."

I smiled and gave her body the once over. It was exciting to 
imagine fucking this pretty woman. I wanted her bad. I 
said," Okay, then let's get started shall we?"

Susan went up to Tom and snuggled her naked body against 
his, massaging the big lump in his pants. "Me too, only I 
have one request," she said.

"And what's that babe?" Tom asked.

"I would like you to fuck my brains out in front of your 
wife and my husband. Is that okay with you?"

He said, "Well babe I'll give it my best shot."

Arala looked at me and said, "So Mark what have you got 
hidden in there for me?" She rubbed her naked body against 
me like a cat in heat.

All of a sudden I felt nervous. I said, "I'm sorry but it's 
nothing like Tom's in fact I'm kind of ashamed to..." 

Susan came over to me and said, "Mark's right he doesn't 
have a cock like Tom's that's because he has a cock like 
Mark's." She turned my face to look into my eyes and said, 
"Mark don't you worry you'll do fine." She kissed me and 
said, "Arala your lover!"

She said, "How big are you Mark?"

I told her that it was six inches.

She said, "Hell you had me worried, I thought you were going 
to say you were three or under. Hell six inches is a monster 
compared to some we've partied with right Tom?"

He said, "Sure is Mark, you have any problems we have a 
certified shrink in the family."

They smiled and Arala pulled me to her and kissed me. Soon 
my clothing was beside hers and Susan's on the floor. Damn 
could she kiss!

We sank to the floor and I made love to her. She was 
strangely demure and submissive at first but after learning 
my techniques she returned my ardor and became at least 
equal to my efforts, so much so that I became the 
submissive. I gasped at the tightness of her pussy. I 
couldn't believe that a woman with as much experience could 
be so tight.

She looked ay me and said, "What?"

"You're so tight!"

She chuckled and put the squeeze on my cock. I groaned and 
thrust harder. I moaned and went at it with a will, fucking 
her made me think of my first lay, Roberta. She'd been 
virgin and was this tight. It boggled my mind that Arala, 
after years of fucking Tom's huge cock could be so tight.

Arala come twice as I plowed in and out of her pussy. While 
still humping Arala I happened to glance over at Susan and 
groaned, my cock got even harder as I thrust into Arala. I 
could see Tom had that huge monster in Susan's asshole.

Then Arala got my attention when she cooed in my ear that 
she'd like me to do her the same way and her legs went up 
around my ass shoving me deeper into her pussy.

The next time I looked over at Susan and Tom she was on top 
of him and riding that baloney pony of his for all she was 
worth, her plump but shapely ass a blur as she fucked his 
oversized cock.

Moments later Arala called for a break and together we fixed 
some drinks and I tried one of her "Jack Rabbits". It wasn't 
bad and being a little over macho I took more than a sip and 
liked to have burnt my throat out. Arala laughed and gave me 
a lemon wedge, she said to suck the juice out and eat the 
pulp and rind. That it would help. But it'll still burn for 
a while and my eyes watered. But I recovered soon enough and 
watched my Susan as she tried to decide whether to suck 
Tom's cock or sip the drink. 

Arala wanted to dance. So that's what we did. She put on 
some slow music and we danced close totally naked while 
Susan and Tom watched.

As we danced I told Arala my history, about how I'd become a 
hippie in the late sixty's and early seventies when I was 
seventeen. I'd gotten into drugs pretty heavily, acid, 
cocaine, heroin, marijuana, you name it I'd tried it or 
taken it. I became a junky for a while sucked down cough 
syrup for a weird buzz.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Susan stroking Tom's cock 
and dancing close to him as he held her at the hips.

I guess Arala had seen enough to get her going again and it 
wasn't too long before we were back on the floor making love 
while Tom and Susan watched us, all the while feeling each 
other up.

This time I tried taking her in the ass. Soon I was 
wondering what I'd gotten myself into, her ass was like a 
death trap as I plunged into her repeatedly. She kept 
moaning and when an orgasm hit her, her sphincter tighten so 
tight I couldn't move.

A little frustrated at that I waited till it hit again and 
using the strength of my gender, forced the situation. She 
screamed and nearly bucked me off, but I held to her and 
rode it out.

Arala shrieked as another orgasm ripped through her nervous 
system and she promptly passed out. I felt her ass loosen 
and pulled out of her gently then laid her out straight so 
she'd at least be comfortable.

I glanced at Susan and Tom. She was once again riding his 
considerable length going slowly up and down. I crept over 
to them. When Tom saw me I signaled for him to remain 
silent. He grinned as I slipped up behind Susan and matching 
her movements began an oral assault on her asshole.

She screamed, "You sneaky Mother fucker! Don't you ever do 
that again! Do you want me to have a heart attack?"

Tom started laughing at us and it got her laughing too. She 
said, "God! I didn't know what was going on, all I knew was 
that something touched my asshole and I knew where Tom's 
hands were and I thought I knew where you where. Damn my 
heart is still racing."

I said, "Well why don't you get back down here babe I want 
some more lunch."

I watched Susan and Tom fuck for a while. I felt envious as 
it dawned on me that I would never be able to spread her 
like that. For a moment it began to bother me but I pushed 
it to the back of my mind.

Arala asked' "Do you guys role play?"

I looked at her and shrugged and said, "No, nothing major 
and never in front of anyone else."

"Mark, you like a little humiliation, admit it," Susan said.

"Yes I guess so, but only in front of you. I don't know if I 
could handle it now."

Arala was moaning and she was rubbing her pussy. She said, 
"Oh god the thought of it made me want to cum right here."

Susan said, "A fantasy of yours is it?"

"Yes a sore spot between the two of us I won't do it and 
that's our sore spot," Tom said.

"My room mate in college, her boy friend was like that and 
so was she. I was exposed to that stuff for three years. 
I've missed it," Arala said with regret in her voice.

Then Arala sauntered up to me sexily, "It's been a while 
Mark, I will be gentle I promise." She looked up at me with 
pouty lips and a little girl face. I looked at the two 
females and then Tom.

Tom said, "Don't look at me my friend any choice I make 
you'd resent later."

I nodded and sighed heavily and went behind the bar to make 
myself a drink. As went to the patio door I brushed back the 
curtain and freaked out. There at the patio door was a woman 
beautiful beyond belief. She looked down at my crotch and I 
realized I was NAKED!

I jumped back and covered myself with the curtain, "Alert, 
company at the door!"

Everyone covered themselves until Tom saw who it was. He 
walked over to the window and said, "It's Carl and Judy, my 
brother and his wife. Let them in Mark they swing with us 
all the time."

I unlatched the glass door and slid it open. The beautiful 
woman said, "Well hello all," as she came up to me. "Hmm, 
nice cock."

I just stood there gawking as my boner began to spring to 
life.

She walked in and began to undress. A big and very tall man 
came in behind her who looked like a near copy of Tom. His 
arms were covered with tattoos and he carried a brown 
earthen Jug. He looked me over. I made a lame joke about how 
big he was and he laughed and held out a huge tattooed hand 
and said, "Carl Dahls, nice to meet yeah."

I shook his huge mitt and exchanged names with him. After 
introductions were over Carl hoisted the brown jug over his 
head and said, "You said you were running low so I brought 
you a half gallon."

Susan told Judy what we'd been talking about before they'd 
arrived. She turned to me and said, "Oooo, I'd like to play, 
I haven't had a male slave in years," she giggled 
mischievously.

I said, "No way!"

I Susan came over to me, "Please Mark, it won't hurt you to 
do it here."

I looked into my wife's eyes and said, "Okay, if I do this 
then you must agree to be my slave for two full weekends."

She said, "Now wait I never..."

"It's the only way I'll agree. See it's okay for me to play 
the slave, but not you."

She wanted this bad enough to finally give in to my demands. 
Then the fun began.

Three females got it into their heads to shave my entire 
body then dowsed me in perfume. After that, while Tom and 
Carl watched, they dressed me in some of Arala's sexy 
clothing. Arala got out her makeup while Susan tried to trim 
my hair.

I stood and took the scissors from her hands and said in a 
gruff voice; "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" She backed down at 
once. I said I haven't kept my hair long all these years to 
have you cut it off for a weekend of sex play.

Judy said, why don't we style it like mine. We're about the 
same length. She was nude and beautiful I couldn't take my 
eyes off her body. She walked up to me and kissed me. Then 
she said, "Slave Mark, stay silent." And she patted me on 
the ass.

Susan said, "Yes and you'll be punished for refusing to let 
me cut your hair."

I mumbled, "Cut it only after you shave your own head."

They finished dressing me up and took me outside into the 
back yard and said, "Okay boys, here's another girl to 
fuck."

Carl came over and walked around me and said, "Hmmm, makes a 
better looking girl than he did a man," and ordered me to my 
knees.

I complied and he dropped his pants and displayed a cock. It 
was even bigger than Tom's.

Then Carl said, "Okay girly suck it and don't you lose a 
drop when I cum either."

I looked over at the girls and said jokingly, "I need a 
coach."

Susan and Judy came to stand on either side of me. For the 
next twenty minutes they taught me to suck cock. Finally I 
got it right or close enough, because Carl groaned and shot 
his cum deep into my throat. I dutifully swallowed it all 
losing only a little when it bubbled out my nose, god that 
burned.

Afterwards Arala said, "Well, very nicely done my little 
slut. No slut doesn't quite fit her, what would be a good 
name for a cum guzzling little slut like her be?"

Judy said, "I like Tina. It sounds good, she even looks a 
little like a Tina I knew in college.

Arala looked at me critically and said, "No Trena. Trena 
sounds more fitting I think."

As they chattered and giggled about their new slutty 
girlfriend I watched as Tom came over to stand behind me. 
They all quieted down hen he pushed me down on my hands and 
knees. And when he pulled my dress up to lay it over my back 
you could have heard a pin drop.

Once positioned behind me I felt him rubbing some kind of 
lubricant on my asshole. I looked over at Susan and saw that 
her eyelids were hooded with a look of lust in them.

I didn't say a word as Tom began to push his big stiff cock 
against my virgin asshole. Suddenly there was pain, and then 
the feeling of something sinking into my bowels, filling me 
up.

My god! I couldn't believe how good this felt and how much 
fun it was to pretend that I was a woman being fucked by a 
donkey dicked man. I grunted as he slammed in and out of my 
ass. Then Arala scooted up under me and had me sucking her 
pussy and asshole while Tom picked up his pace from behind.

Wondering where the other three were I glanced over and saw 
Carl had that huge monster cock of his buried in my wife's 
pussy doggy style, just like Tom and I. Judy was writhing 
under Susan's tongue just like us while Carl panted away 
behind Susan.

The feelings Tom was causing me to experience brought me 
back to my own threesome and I resumed licking Arala's cunt 
and settled into a position where I could perform my 
obligation to both her and Carl and watch Susan getting 
fucked by the biggest cock she'd ever had.

Tom's orgasm burst to incandescent life. He roared and began 
to fuck my asshole harder. His huge cock slamming in and out 
of me and his big nuts slapping against mine.

Then Arala too was cumming, now writhed pulling on me -- 
pulling me forward to fall on her. Tom to close to stop 
followed and when I came down on Arala it caused him to sink 
into my asshole deeper than he'd ever been before. As he 
came with a heavy groan, I felt truly like a slutty whore.

After a few moments rest Tom started to move his cock in and 
out of me again, still hard as steel. I said, "Shit! What's 
he running on Energizers?"

Arala chuckled and called to him, "Go man, take his cock 
like a woman."

Hearing her Tom pulled out of me and flipped me over and 
pulled my legs apart and shoved them over his shoulders into 
the air and reentered my asshole.

As Tom continued to fuck like he would any female whore, 
Arala said, "Judy come over here you got to try Trena's 
tongue, she's great!"

Judy walked over to me looking into my eyes. I could see 
excitement written all over her pretty face. The thought of 
actually eating her out made my dick swell. Tom noticed this 
and chuckled, "I guess you like being fucked like a slutty 
whore."

I wanted to protest, but Arala said just then, "Trena can do 
a pussy better than any femme I've ever had."

Any protest I might have made then dried in my throat as 
Judy looked down at me smiling, her beauty and Tom's 
forceful thrusting cock brought me off at that moment.

OH, AAAGGGHHH!!! I came hard. My stiff cock caught between 
Tom's belly and mine causing it to spray all over us as I 
erupted with the strongest orgasm of my entire life. I 
grabbed him and thrust back up at him harder, holding him 
deep inside of me.

Judy and Arala got hit with most of the flying sperm. Judy 
chuckled, "How rude!" But I noticed that they to the time to 
lick it all off of each other.

Grunting now as Tom settled into a slower pace, I panted for 
breath and lay back, letting his steady thrusting keep me 
feeling good. It was making me crazy with lust. I pulled 
Arala's arm and said, "C'mon, one of you on my face, I'm 
dying hurry up!"

Arala pushed Judy into position and she settled onto my 
mouth her pussy looked beautiful but gaping. After years of 
Carl's cock I couldn't blame her and wondered if she 
exercised it like Arala did hers. I started licking and my 
god she tasted good; like honey fit only for god. I couldn't 
bring myself to stop. Finally after 20-munites of so we 
pulled apart. I sat up and said, "WOW, that was really 
something!" and I promptly passed out.
 
I awoke covered with a blanket and a pillow lying next to my 
head. It was morning and looking about I saw Judy beside me, 
god was she ever beautiful.

I looked for Susan and saw her lying on top of Carl, his 
cock still hard and their bodies still rocking together even 
as they slept. It seemed that he couldn't get enough of her 
or she him. I looked over at Judy beside me and felt my 
desire for her rise. But I needed a shower and a shave badly 
so instead of what comes naturally I got up and went into 
the bathroom.

Going to the kitchen I found the coffee and filters and 
started a pot brewing. I got my notebook and pen and made 
several notes to use to help me remember parts of last night 
that were still fresh in my memory. I finished writing and 
sipped at a fresh cup of coffee. As I turned I saw Judy come 
through the door. God even early in the morning she looked 
good. I held out a coffee cup to her. 

She said, "You read my mind." She smiled and accepted the 
cup and pulled up a chair sat next to me. She asked, "What 
are you writing?"

I said, "Just notes from last night. I love to write, it's 
sort of a hobby of mine. I'll put this all together over the 
next few weeks trying to keep it as accurate as possible.

She asked, "May I read it?"

I felt myself blush and said, "Yeah, I guess so, But they're 
just notes though so please don't be too critical."

She nodded and sat there silently reading everything I'd 
just written down. After she finished, she said, "You 
mention several times how pretty I am."

I felt the redness of embarrassment return and mumbled, 
"Yeah, well you're the prettiest woman I've ever met and 
last night when I went down on you I--I, well you tasted so 
unbelievably good I couldn't stop myself.

She held up the notes and looked at me, "Honey fit for God?"

I smiled.

That's sweet," she smiled her killer smile again.

I said that I hoped that she and Carl wouldn't be leaving 
right away, that I never got a chance to fuck her. "I just 
hope I'll be able to please you," I said.

She looked at me and said' "You already have baby."

I cleared my throat nervously, "I meant during intercourse."

She giggled and said, "Why wouldn't you please me? Placing a 
warm hand on my thigh.

"Well you have to admit I'm a little inadequate in cock size 
compared to what you're used to."

She looked at me with tilted head, "Why would that matter?"

"Well I've seen the log Carl carries around, you must admit 
there's a wee bit of a difference between his and mine."

She nodded her head, then said, "Yes but that fact makes no 
difference to me, you've had Arala surely?"

"Yes and it's Trena not Shirley," I joked.

She chuckled and said' "You know what I meant."

I nodded and said, "I know but the facts are facts, he's 
bigger and you're his wife. You're used to his donkey dick."

She looked into my eyes, "And you think my pussy is all 
stretched out."

I said, "I had a my mouth in it dear. No please, hear me 
out! You're angry, but I felt Arala's pussy when I fucked 
her. She squeezed me. As her sister-in-law do you practice 
the same style she does?"

Judy stared at me for a moment, then smiled and said, "I do. 
But Mark, that's what I was trying to tell you."

I said, "Um, then I apologize."

"But that makes things harder," she said.

"Harder? How?" I took her hand and rested it on my crotch 
and said, "He feels like he's about to burst."

She smiled so sexily that I groaned, "Don't do that to 
much."

She pulled me to my feet and pulled down my shorts and 
kneeling took my cock in her mouth and with two sucks my cum 
was filling her mouth. She swallowed it down and then sucked 
me dry then. "I couldn't let it blow up," she said 
afterwards.

I chuckled as I panted for breath. Then Arala came to the 
door and I wished her a good morning and got her a cup of 
coffee. She came sat down and made small talk until Tom 
joined us. 

Arala asked, "Where's Carl and Susan?"

I said, "They're still screwing in the their sleep in the 
next room."

Tom asked, "In their sleep?"

I shrugged and said, "That's what they were doing last time 
I saw them."

Arala, Tom and Judy scuttled into the next room to see for 
themselves. Then came back laughing and remarking how sexy 
they looked like that. Then we all settled down at the 
kitchen table and got to know each other for a while.


Judy was saying how much fun she'd had the night how much 
she loved Carl for letting her experience other men, when 
Tom piped up, "Speak of the devil look whose shown up."

At the door stood Carl and Susan, her hand firmly gripped on 
his manhood as they peered into the kitchen with sleepy 
eyes. Carl, looked at all of us then looked down at his 
mobby-dick with Susan's fingers wrapped around it and said, 
"Tom get the tractor and pull her off will you. Sniff, 
sniff. I smell coffee."

We laughed and spent the morning just like any group of 
friends. The girls mustered up breakfast and everyone took 
the opportunity to shower and clean up in general.

At about eleven Arala pulled all of us to her bedroom where 
they once more wanted to doll me up. I protested and 
suggested that they pick on Tom for a change, I'd have 
suggested Carl but he was too manly to pull it off. 

After a flurry of protests and Judy squeezing my dick until 
I was hard, I finally gave in. This time the girls put a 
corset on me. I'd never felt so squeezed in all my life. 
They then put a long strip of leather around my cock just 
behind the head. (Judy had sucked me off just prior to 
this.)

The leather string was then pulled up into the crack of my 
ass, wrapped around my waist and tied during the pulling 
process. Arala suggested that they tuck my gonads up into 
the cavity where they'd been when born. Then she felt my new 
"Mound" and said, "Oh crap Judy, Susan feel this."

They did and Susan said it felt real. Susan shaved me again 
and Judy did my makeup. Her artistic ability with cosmetics 
sure came to life when she used them on me. I could almost 
imagine that I was a woman.

Arala and Sue decided on a light green blouse and a nice 
lighter brown mid length skirt. They finished with a hair-do 
and a brightly colored rainbow ribbon in my hair. Arala 
stood back and said, "Damn! If I didn't know she was a man 
I'd want to eat her pussy."

"Here, I looked in a full length mirror," Judy said' "Trena 
honey I think maybe you were supposed to be born a female."

I said, playing along, "Mistress Judy I think you may be 
right. Perhaps the stork was drunk the day I was brought."

That brought the three women to laughter. Tom and Carl had 
returned to the bar and had drinks waiting on us when we 
finished dressing me up. After a drink the girls got dressed 
and took me into town and bought a sexy pair of high heels. 
I stopped in the jewelry department and saw a gold chain and 
bought it.

Judy asked me what I was going to use the chain for. I said, 
"I'll show you." I lead them of to a deserted aisle and 
slipped the chain's end into the side of my skirt and 
folding up the side of the skirt until I could fasten the 
chain together. Turning to them I said, "Well how's it 
look?"

Arala said, "I hate you! My clothes look better on you than 
they do on me!"

The other two agreed, and we walked arm in arm out of the 
store.

Once back at the house they had me practice walking in the 
heels. I at once twisted my ankle a little but not badly. 
Tom loved my look and so did Carl, they teased me that 
they'd show me just how much like liked it, later that 
night. Pictures were taken then almost immediately we 
returned to our sex play. I found that my wife was hot for 
me. She liked my new look, it turned her on. She soon had my 
mouth on her pussy. 

The evening progressed and I let the punishment begin. Arala 
started by tying me up and bending me over a chair then she 
began spanking my bare butt. I counted, asking for the next 
slap. Finally she was done. I couldn't believe how hard my 
cock was. But goddamn my backside was on fire!

Susan gave the final ten slaps on my ass with her belt, and 
by the tenth stroke her cunt was churning and bubbling like 
a witches cauldron. She threw the belt to the floor and 
untied me, her hands trembling, her breathing ragged and 
hoarse. She began to rub my back tenderly turning me over 
she engulfed my cock with her mouth and sucked me so hard, 
pumping me all the while that I couldn't hold back if I'd 
wanted to.

I came like a freight train in her hot willing mouth. She 
moaned as she drank my sperm then kept sucking till I was 
hard again and she mounted me and she squeezed her cunt 
muscles as Arala had been teaching her. Everyone watched as 
she rode my cock till she climaxed on me.

I don't know when things ran down that night. I passed out 
around 2 in the morning while Tom was still fucking my 
asshole and Judy was sucking my cock. I guess I couldn't 
take any more and just checked out.
 
The following day Judy and Carl left and we got our things 
together and after lunch began the journey home, during 
which I asked Susan if she was ready to be my slave the 
following two weekends?

"Two?"

I said, "Yes that's what you agreed to."

Susan laughed and said, "Just testing your memory dear."

She kept her word and I punished her for all the times she'd 
punished me the weekend before, I really let her have it. 
 
Susan had picked up an appetite for big cock I couldn't 
satisfy and during the week if she got a day off she would 
drive down for the night and visit with Tom and Arala. I was 
driving and happened to get a load to the area they lived in 
and parking at the local truck stop I thought why not call 
them. Susan had been making trips down there and had told me 
the details. 

She and I had been doing a lot of role playing at home and I 
was becoming to seriously believe I liked masochism. We 
always traded off though and I liked it that way. Sue too 
liked being whipped and being tied up.

I found myself thinking more of Arala's body and found 
myself heading for the phone area in the truck stop. I heard 
Arala's voice answer I and told her where I was.

She said, "Say no more Trena I'm half way out the door as I 
speak."

Twenty minutes later she pulled into the parking lot in 
their old pickup. I noticed that she had another woman with 
her and at first I thought it was Judy. But to my surprise 
it was my own wife. 

Both women hugged and kissed me there in front of the truck, 
several truckers honked their air horns. I said, "Let's get 
out of here before this gets out of hand."

But Arala pulled her blouse and bra off in one swift 
movement, and shook her 38's at the truckers who have been 
hitting their air horns. Now even more horns went off, by 
dozen, nearly causing a breeze in the lot. 

I was getting a little nervous now and said, "C'mon, let's 
go before they steal you two away from me for a parking lot 
gangbang. Even though Arala thought that sounded 
interesting, we ended up leaving with Susan driving.

Arala, her head in my lap had me hard before we left the 
property. We had more fun and games that evening. Susan 
ordered me to wear her underwear till I got home. I did but 
left the bra off till just before I got home not wanting 
anyone to notice.

When I got home Susan seemed excited about something and 
when I asked her what was up she said, "I thought you'd 
never ask." Then she proceeded to tell me how on her way 
home the other day, when she got into town she had a flat 
tire. She'd just gotten out to look at it when a guy stopped 
and offered to help her.

She accepted his offer and to show her appreciation for his 
help she paid him with her body.

I was shocked at first, but I felt my cock hit rock hard 
steel status in less than a second too. I asked, "Was he 
good?"

She said, "Better than good. God the things that man did to 
me..." She proceeded to tell me about Jim. He was thirty 
one, single and had a job that took all of four hours a day 
and that was done from home.

Susan said, "Mark you won't believe this but if you took 
Jim's cock and Tom's and set them side by side you couldn't 
tell them apart."

"Really? Damn, what now? Do I wait and count the days before 
you leave me," I asked.

"Hell no baby, I have no intention of leaving you. I've just 
found another lover who can keep me satisfied while you're 
gone is all.

I said, "And if he calls on a weekend?"

"Then I'll tell him to step in line behind you."

She kissed me and said, "Besides where in the wide world 
would I find another man that pleases me like you do Trena?" 
she giggled.

I tickled her and chased her to the bedroom, where we ended 
up having intense sex for a couple of hours. 

As I was about to mount Susan for the fourth time I heard a 
noise and looked up at the open bedroom door. Susan's sister 
Anne was framed in the door way. 

"Oops we're caught!" I said. Then looking at Anne a little 
closer than I'd done in the past, "Hey Annie, there's some 
left, c'mon and get naked woman and get over here."

Susan hit me and said, "Hey fuck head that's my sister!"

Trying to be cute and defuse the tension I said, "No shit 
Sherlock! What was your first clue. Besides you should be 
glad she is, I might invite your brother."

Susan hit me again.

Anne came and sat on the bed. I thought that it was a little 
strange but kept my mouth shut. Then she said, "Well, are we 
going yard sailing as planned or are fucking the day away?"

Again to my great surprise, Susan said, "I should make you 
suck my pussy. You ruined a perfectly good orgasm."

I sat up and said' "Keep her hot Anne I have to use the 
toilet." I returned maybe five minutes later and nearly shit 
myself. "SHE WAS ACTUALLY LICKING HER OWN SISTER"! I sat 
down and watched them going at it.

While my wife and her sister were going at it I removed 
Annie's clothing and received no protests. Then I went down 
on her after a lengthy stop at titty valley. Man she had 
some nice tits! Once at her pussy I was lost and I went 
after her with a will.

I had never realized who sexy Susan's sister was until now. 
She screamed in a blazing orgasm, her whole body jerking in 
spasms and I relentlessly eat her.

After she calmed down for a while, I said, "God, my cock 
hurts, it harder than cast iron right now, the head was 
purple from desire."

Anne looked at her sister for the ok, then dove on me and 
began to slurp on my stiff cock. After a few moments of 
Anne's hot mouth sliding up and down on me Susan bumped her 
over and said, "Share hog!"

As she sank down on me, I couldn't have stopped if the vice 
squad suddenly burst through the door. I came harder than I 
can ever remember having done before. Susan gagged and 
pulled off me, and Annie pointed my spurting cock at Susan 
and my sperm actually hit her in the eye.

While I was still spurting Annie put it in her mouth and 
sucked me dry. I gasped and crumbled to the floor with my 
head buzzing.

Susan gave her sister a pouty look and said' "Dirty pool 
sissy, I wanted some more of that." They laughed and Annie 
licked Susan's eyes, and cheek clean.

I looked at both of them and asked, "So how long has this 
lesbian thing been going on?"

Annie looked at me and smiled, "Since it started, DUH."

I laughed Susan told me that they'd read some of those 
magazines together that I'd originally brought home. Then a 
week or so after our first time at Arala and Tom's Susan had 
told Anne about our weekend. One thing had led to another 
and sisters had become lovers.

I looked from on to the other, "And you're just now letting 
me know about it?"

Susan shrugged, "Better now than never. Are you going to 
throw a fit or fuck us?

We proceeded to do just that, I fucked Anne every which way 
and Susan slipped between us on occasion. Then I fucked 
Susan while Anne held my balls and gently squeezed them. I 
came at least three more time, which pretty much wiped me 
out.

After a time all I could do was lie there and watch the 
girls go at each other. Even though it was one of the most 
sexy things I'd ever seen I still couldn't get it hard 
enough to join in.

After we were pretty much sated I asked Anne if her husband 
Roger knew about her and Anne. Annie looked at her sister 
then at me and said, "No I don't think he couldn't handle."

I said why.

"Because he's just not the type of person to do that."

"He's male, and if he's male and it's about sex he'll do it. 
Unless he's gay, or you've cut it off or something?"

Anne frowned at me and said, "He's not gay Mark, but if he 
thought I had just fucked you he'd throw a fit."

"Tell you what, next weekend you guys do to him what you two 
did to me this morning and I'll bet he asks about me, just 
tell him the same thing about me that you did about him and 
he'll insist you tell me."

Susan said, "That'd be nice, I wonder if he'll be as nice a 
slave as you are honey?"

Anne said, "Slave?"

"Yeah, Mark makes a great sex slave, don't you Mark. He 
calls me mistress or I beat his ass when he's been bad. 
Sometimes I make his dress up and be the whore for the 
night. It's lots of fun."

I said, "Yeah, but we take turns and when she calls me 
master I end up sharing her with anyone I want. I love the 
feeling of power over someone else is quite a heady feeling.

Susan reached over and squeezed my cock making me wince, 
"Tell Anne your name little bitch."

I felt my face go red with humiliation, but I said, "When 
I'm her slave they call me Trena." Susan kicked me, "All of 
it!"

I looked at Anne and said, "They er, she gave me the name 
Trena Little Dick."

Anne looked down at my cock in Susan's hand and said, "It 
looks pretty normal to me."

I said, we, um swing with some friends, and they're pretty 
big compared to me and that's why Susan ridicules me about 
it. But her time is coming..."

Anne left at noon and the following weekend they let Roger 
catch them at it over at her house. Of Course he loved it 
and joined in just as I said he would. They called me to 
come over and join in.

The four of us swapped spending time alone with each other's 
spouse. I liked fucking Anne in her own bed, pretending that 
we were married and living together. Susan liked Roger too, 
a lot!

Two months passed and each Sunday Susan would tell me of her 
adventures with Jim the night before, then on a Sunday we'd 
go over to Anne and Rogers and get something going there.

One Saturday night I was in Cincinnati waiting till the next 
morning to deliver a load. I had dinner and then called 
Susan from my motel room. She told me that Jim would be 
there in a few minutes and that she was going to fuck his 
brains out.

I felt a bit of jealousy set in. As we talked I heard the 
door bell ring. Susan said, "It's probably Jim hang on."

I heard her set the phone down and go to the door I couldn't 
hear very well but then heard the door shut and footsteps 
coming back to the phone. Then, "Hi Mark you still there?" 
She said, "It's Jim so I'm going to let you go for now, bye 
sweetie.

I started to speak but heard the phone click as she hung up 
on me. It bothered me that he was there with this younger 
man and I wasn't. Could I be jealous? Yes I could. I tried 
to sleep but couldn't, it bothered me that she'd hang up on 
me like that. The next day I unloaded early and called in 
Joe my dispatcher.

He had a load for me to pick up and gave me the information. 
I got a very pleasant surprise, it delivered in Arala and 
Tom's hometown. It was nine am by the time I secured the 
load, trapped it and headed south into Kentucky. Three and a 
half hours later I pulled into the truck stop in their 
hometown. I did my paperwork for the day and caught up my 
log book. Then I went into the restaurant feeling fairly 
good.

But I have to admit I still had thoughts about the night 
before tormenting me. I could imagine some guy enjoying my 
wife's body, and what got me even more was what she probably 
did to him.

I went to the phones and called Arala and got their 
answering machine. It told me that they were not home and to 
leave a message. I said, "Hello, it's Mark Brenner, I called 
to say hello and I'm camped out at the truck stop here in 
town. Call or page me I'll wait for you. Bye for now." I 
hung up feeling down and out, thinking depressed thought.

Someone put their hands over my eyes. They were a woman's 
hands for sure. A gruff sexy voice said, "Guess who?"

I said, "Eleanor Roosevelt?"

The voice said, "Nope."

"Zsa Zsa Gabor?"
 
The sexy voice said, "Nope, try harder.

I said, "Arala Cooper!"

The low sexy voice said, "Nope, you lose." The hands moved 
to my shoulders and I turned to see Judy and Arala!

We kissed and hugged and I invited the to have lunch with 
me. We moved to a table in the restaurant and ordered lunch 
for the three of us. I asked what had brought them there?

Judy said, "We were at the mall across the street doing some 
window shopping and I happened to mention to Arala that I'd 
like to have you around this afternoon. Arala flips out and 
say it's him it's him! And so here we are, how'd you like 
that!"

"I like that just fine," I said holding her hands from 
across the table and smiling at her.

Arala asked, "So who were you calling?"

I said, "A blonde lady I know who told me to call if I was 
ever in the area. But she wasn't home and all I got to talk 
to was her answering machine."

Judy looked into my eyes and said, "Is that why you looked 
so depressed just now?"

"Yeah part of it," I sighed and sat back in the chair and 
told them my problems with Susan, that she'd met a younger 
man, and that Jim was probably a better lover than me. I 
said, "I really have no reason to complain, Susan tells me 
everything she does with him, but she doesn't bring him 
around when I'm home to meet me. And then... last night... 
Well here I am whining."

Judy said, "Have you told her how you feel?"

I said, "No, but I guess I will when I get home again."

Arala, jumped up from the table and said, "Let's go home and 
fuck. Want to? I'll bet that'll make you feel better, I know 
it'll do the job for me."

Judy said, "Sounds great to me, Mark will be the first man 
for me in two weeks since Carl's been in Memphis Tennessee 
at a convention for Tattooists.

We got my suitcase and left the truck stop. I was in a high 
old mood, and when we got to Arala's place the girls shaved 
me and dressed me as Trena again. And when Tom got in from 
work that evening and we really had some fun. 
 
 
Continued in part 2... 
 
Mark & Susan 
Any Town USA 

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so
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