The Wrong Crowd

By Mathis B Rogers

Brett Webb is a computer specialist for a chain of hospitals. He gets transferred back to his home town, where he stumbles upon his brother, Brent, and his wife Swinging with the Dyers. Will Brett find his true love while Swinging with "The Wrong Crowd"? This eBook contains Adult content.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mathis B Rogers
• Release date: Apr 1, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458135155

Mathis B Rogers

Mathis B. Rogers was born in Shamrock, Texas, and was raised all over the Texas Panhandle and South Plains of West Texas.He began writing when he was thirteen and while working the Night Audit (graveyard shift) for motels, he was able to be very prolific. Mathis enjoys writing and when someone asks him how to write, he replies, "It's just daydreaming and writing it down."

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The Wrong Crowd

Mathis B. Rogers

Copyright October 25, 1999, Mathis B. Rogers

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

About the Author

Chapter 1

White sheer curtains danced in the gentle breeze. The moonbeam fell across the curtains, making them appear to have a blue tinge. Except for the moonlight, the room was dark, and it was difficult for me to see. Luckily, I knew the room well enough that I didn't need to turn on the light.

I could hear laughter outside through the patio doors, so I knew that my brother, Brent, and his wife, Jennifer, were in the pool.

Setting my suitcases next to the sofa, which would be my bed for the next few nights, I sighed. Brent wasn't expecting me. He didn't even know I was in town. Since it was after ten, I was tempted to just crawl into bed and not let them know I was there. They'd find me in the morning when they got up, if they didn't notice me when they came in from the pool. I was thankful that Jennifer had agreed to let me have a key to their house, but this was the first time I had used it without them knowing I was coming. Since I worked for a computer firm that handled several hospitals in the county, I managed to get to stay in their town, Crystal Springs, at least once a month. The other four hospitals were in towns close enough to Maplewood, where I lived, that I never had to spend the night. Even if there were any major problems, I only lived an hour's drive from them, but it was a three hour drive to Crystal Springs and that was too far to drive back and forth in one day, especially since I usually had to stay two or three days every time I went to Crystal Springs.

While the company would pay for a motel room for my stay, Brent and Jennifer had plenty of room for me and they insisted I stay with them.

This trip had been unplanned because the hospital's mainframe had gone down early that morning. I had to rush to Crystal Springs to get it back up and running and hadn't had a chance to call Brent to let him know I was going to be in town for a few days.

Deciding it would be best to tell them I was there, I removed my shoes and socks. Unbuttoning my shirt, I headed for the patio door. I was thankful that I had at least taken the time to pack for this trip and I had brought my swim briefs so I could enjoy their pool.

Brent and Jennifer had a beautiful stone house. Jennifer's grandparents had given them a full city block of land for their wedding present, but they had to build the house themselves. It set on a corner lot of the block, nestled on the outskirts of the woods. Large trees protected it from the summer sun's scorching rays, so it was always cool in the summer without having a large cooling bill.

There were two bedrooms with a bathroom between them, upstairs. Downstairs there was a living room, a nice large kitchen and dining area, and the den, where I always slept. There was a bathroom right off the den, so I didn't have to share theirs. That's why I always slept downstairs. A utility room separated the kitchen from the two-car garage.

Their backyard was fairly large. Large trees that hung over the six-foot wooden privacy fence mostly covered it. There was only one tree actually in the backyard. After they had built the house, they had installed the swimming pool right off the patio. That was the only area the sun was able to hit during the summer. This was the main reason I enjoyed staying with them. With my job, I never got a chance to enjoy the pool at my apartment complex. The only time I got to layout was when I was visiting Brent and Jennifer. Luckily for me most days when I was in town I got to lie out while they were still at work, therefore, I was able to take advantage of the privacy the fence and trees offered and lay out nude. Because of this, I had a nice, all-over tan.

I stepped into the open doorway. The moon glistening off the water as the gentle wind blew my open shirt away from my slender, smooth, tanned body took my breath away. Brent and Jennifer were so lucky to have had this house built for them. I would have loved to move in with them permanently but didn't really want to live with them, just to have the house all to myself.

Oh, yeah, eat it, Baby, I heard an unfamiliar female voice say. I had been looking at the moonlight on the water and hadn't noticed what was happening on the patio next to the pool.

A man I didn't know was lying on top of Jennifer chewing on her left nipple. A woman I didn't know, had her legs spread apart and Brent was eating her out.

Trying to remain hidden in the darkness of the den, I watched in silence for a few minutes. I couldn't believe this was happening. I had no idea Brent and Jennifer were swingers.

I watched as the unknown man began kissing his way down Jennifer's slender body. Before he reached her snatch, he rose up, leaned over close to Brent, and asked, How do you like my wife's pussy?

It's great, Brent replied.

You mind if I eat Jenny's?

That surprised me, too. No one called Jennifer Jenny and got away with it, but she didn't hit him.

You'd better, Kevin, Brent said, that clit of hers is probably standing straight up by now.

Kevin rose up and pointed to his hard rod. He must have been at least eight inches long and he was pretty thick. I could tell he was bigger than Brent was. You mean like this? he asked.

Brent grinned and sat back on his haunches, his own seven and a half-inch rod pointing straight up. Yeah. But not that big.

Kevin's wife reached between her legs and grabbed Brent's hard cock. Kevin, I want Brent in me, she said before Kevin had a chance to make a dive for Jennifer's clit.

Kevin reached above Jennifer and picked up what looked like a package of condoms off the ground. Here, Buddy, he said, tossing one to Brent. Enjoy Leslie's tight pussy.

It was beginning to get obvious to me that this was the first time that Brent and Jennifer had been with this couple, but they had planned it. There hadn't been a car in the driveway when I arrived, so I knew that Brent and Jennifer's cars were in the garage. How Kevin and Leslie had arrived, I didn't know.

I continued to watch Leslie unwrap the condom and roll it down over Brent's hard cock. She moaned as he pressed it inside her. I noticed that Jennifer and Kevin were watching them instead of continuing with their own adventures.

It's a great cunt, isn't it? Kevin asked.

It sure is, Brent moaned.

I let my fingers slide over the front of my jeans and wasn't surprised to find a wet spot. I was totally erect, myself. I was thankful that the moon was still shining brightly. I watched in awe as Kevin finally started flicking his hot tongue over Jennifer's clit.

I started to run upstairs to get Brent's video camera but was afraid that I'd miss something. Besides, I knew the moon wasn't bright enough for the video camera, I'd have to have a light and I didn't want them to know I was there. So, instead, I slipped off my jeans and underwear and tossed them with my shirt over onto the recliner. Now I was nude, too.

Slowly stroking my own organ, I watched the action out on the patio. Kevin kissed his way up Jennifer's stomach and kissed her on the lips. Rising up, he said, I want you to suck my dick.

Sorry, Kev, Brent said as he continued to pump his cock in and out of Leslie. She don't do that.

You're kidding? he asked, bewildered.

She shook her head.

Not even for Brent?

Nope, she replied.

I smiled to myself. Brent and Jennifer had been married for almost five years. Their first argument had been a few days after their wedding. It was because she wouldn't give him head. At the time I lived in Crystal Springs myself, so he had come over to my apartment. He was fuming mad, which surprised me. I told him that getting a divorce just because she wouldn't suck his dick was stupid. After he calmed down, I talked him into going home and making up with her.

Kevin grabbed a condom for himself and said, I guess I'll just have to fuck you, then.

Mm, can't wait, Jennifer crooned.

However, Leslie had other plans for her husband. Rising, she pushed Brent off her, got on her hands and knees, and pushed Kevin's hand out of the way as he started to put on the condom. She took his hard rod into her mouth and began to suck on it while Brent repositioned himself and continued doing her, doggy style, leaving Jennifer lying on her back with no one paying attention to her throbbing clit.

I knew that Brent wasn't going to last much longer, he was on his knees on the hard concrete. When he played football in high school, his right knee had gotten messed up when someone tackled him, so he wasn't able to spend much time on his knees.

Jennifer, not wanting to be left out of the action, got up and straddled Leslie's hips. Eat me, sweetheart, she begged, using her own finger to rub her click.

Brent sighed and pushed her out of the way. I've got to get up, Babe. My knees are killing me.

Jennifer almost fell down getting off of Leslie. To my surprise, Brent kept his cock inside Leslie and stood up, pulling her up with his hands on her hips. He continued to pound her pussy while she braced herself with her hands on the ground and her husband began to fuck her mouth.

It wasn't more than a few seconds before a deep growl came from Brent and he tossed his head back. I could tell he was shooting his jism into the condom inside Leslie.

In the pale moonlight, it was with difficulty that I could see her body tremble. I knew that she had come, too. Kevin grabbed her head and shoved his cock deep into her mouth, shooting his own load down her throat and gasping, Oh, fuck, I'm coming.

Oh, man, that was great, Brent breathed, easing Leslie down to the ground and letting his softening cock slip from her. He rolled the soiled condom off and tossed it into a trashcan they kept on the patio next to the table.

Yeah, Les is a great fuck and gives the best blow job I've ever had, Kevin said, pulling his exhausted wife to her feet. He kissed her passionately for a few moments and Brent dove into the pool.

Jennifer picked up her towel and said, Well, it's been a fun evening, but I guess it's over. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Honey, will you drive them home?

I could tell she was disappointed that Kevin didn't fuck her.

Brent pushed himself out of the water and dried himself off as he said, Okay, but I thought we agreed they were going to spend the night?

I'm sorry, Honey, she said, almost too softly for me to hear her, I've decided I don't want us to be swingers after all.

So this was their first time doing this. Not just with this couple, but swinging, period.

Kevin stepped over next to her and cupped her left breast in his large hand. Leaning