Richard Knox
38 years of age
Married
Mr. Knox is a banker and quite wealthy. He came to me because he finds that he can no longer sleep at night. I have prescribed tranquilizers for him, and they seem to be helping him.
Mr. Knox and his wife have been engaged in wife-swapping for the past ten years, and recently it has become more intensive. Before, when they first began this practice, it happened only once a month. Now it occurs on the average of twice a week, and sometimes three and four times a week.
Mr. Knox is a very nervous person, and with the tranquilizers, it is hard for him to remain calm.
I think you will detect this nervousness in his transcript, which now follows.
I'm sure you talk to a lot of people who do this sort of thing, but that doesn't make it easier for me to talk to you about it.
No, I didn't want to come to you in the first place, but my wife thought it might be a good idea. She's going to a psychiatrist herself, only she's going to someone else. We thought it would be best if we both went to someone different, and not to the same person.
My wife and I have known each other all our lives practically. Well, ever since we Were about six or seven. Our parents were good friends, and they spent a lot of time together. It wasn't until we were much older-around sixteen or so-that we discovered why they spent so much time together.
It seems like all those years they were swapping. My father and her mother were fucking, and her father and my mother were fucking. I was really shocked when I found out about it, and so was she. Of course we never let our parents know that we knew. We just couldn't.
Carol-that's my wife-and I started fucking when we were just thirteen. We really liked each other-or so we thought-and for the next four years or so, we did about everything that two people can do with each other. We fucked in all the different positions, and we did everything else as well.
Then we had this huge fight when we were about nineteen and we didn't speak to each other for another five years. By then we were both twenty-four and out of college. I was working in my father's bank, and Carol was just studying art at some private studio.
We got together again, and about a week later we decided to get married. After the wedding we went to Europe and we spent a few months there, and when we got back to the city we moved into our own apartment.
Everything went along fine for the first few years, and then Carol began to have this affair with her old art teacher. He was in his forties, and he was a good-looking man, and she said he was much more sensitive than I was. She said I was crude and base.
We had all kinds of fights over her affair, and more than once I threatened to throw her out on the street.
“You belong in the gutter with all the other trash,” I would tell her when I got good and angry.
A few times I even beat her up with my fists, and once I beat her with my belt. All the time she was telling me that I should have an affair with some cunt who was as crude as I was.
“I'm sure you can find some insensitive cunt who will put up with you,” she said more than once.
Well, this went on for some time, but I never once went out looking for another woman. Well, once I did fuck a whore, but I paid her, and it wasn't the same thing as having an affair. My wife found out about it and she was always throwing it up to me.
“So you did it with a common slut, and you had to pay for it too,” she would say. “Well, I guess that's all you could get anyway.”
By then I was really confused, and I didn't know what to make of the situation. Then my wife told me one day that she wanted me to meet her lover and her lover's wife. It seems her lover was also married, and that was something she had never told me before.
At first I didn't want to do it, but she goaded me into it. She just taunted me about it all the time.
“Afraid you'll find out what a real man looks like?” she would say. “You know he even has a bigger cock than you, and he knows how to use it a lot better than you do.” Finally I just couldn't take it any more, and I agreed to meet her lover and his wife. Actually they had set this whole thing all up, and I was the only one who didn't know what was going on. They all knew that this was meant to be a sort of swapping party for the four of us. I didn't find out about that part until it was all over.
Anyway, the artist and his wife came for supper one Saturday evening and I found them to be very charming. His name was Oscar, and her name was Marie. After supper we were having brandy in the parlor, and that's where the whole subject of sex came up. It was Carol that started the whole thing. But as I found out later, that was also part of their plan.
Well, I just sat there and listened while Carol went on and on about how people shouldn't limit themselves to one sex partner, or even two for that matter. That's when I found out that there had been other men in her life.
“Yes,” she said, “a woman owes it to herself to fuck as many men as she can. I do, and I know a lot of other women who do the same.”
“Yes,” said Marie, “I think you're quite right. I can't begin to tell you how many affairs I've had. There have been many.”
“Well,” Oscar then said, “I think it's just as important for a man to fuck as many cunts as he can.” And then he looked right at me and said, “Don't you agree?”
They were all looking at me right then, and that made me very nervous. I really didn't know what to say.
“I guess so,” I said.
“Well,” Oscar then spoke up, “I can see that you're a man who has never fucked anyone besides your wife. Isn't that right?”
I must have turned bright red at that point.
Finally I managed to say, “I'm sure you've fucked her more than I have.”
“I'm sure I have too,” he agreed, “but that wasn't my point.”
“Just what was your point?” I asked very roughly.
He just smiled and ignored my tone of voice.
“My point was that you don't know the joys of a strange cunt,” he continued.
“I see,” was the only thing I could say.
“Now take my wife,” he said, pointing to her, “she would be a strange cunt to you, wouldn't she?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“And yet you wouldn't dream of fucking her, would you?” he asked.
“I suppose not,” I said.
“And why not?” she asked, getting to her feet.
“Well,” I said, “I guess it's because you're married.”
At that point they all broke out laughing.
“Why, that's the stupidest thing I ever heard,” Marie said, unable to stop laughing.
“It certainly is,” Carol agreed.
Just then Marie took off all her clothes and just walked to the center of the room and stood there.
“See that?” she said pointing to her cunt.
“Of course, I see it,” I said.
“I want you to come over here right now and eat me out in front of my husband and your wife,” she said. “I want you to do it right now.”
“I couldn't do that,” I said, and by then I was very afraid of all three of them.
“And why not?” she asked. And before I could say anything, she added, “and don't give me that same stupid reason you gave before, because if you do, I'll come over there and spit right in your stupid face.”
Well, I didn't know what to do at that point. Actually I was getting a hard-on staring at her naked body and I wanted to eat her out very badly. I got to my feet and I took a few steps closer to her.
“Oh,” she said, “and by the way, I want you to take off all your clothes.”
I didn't say anything at that point. I just quickly took off all my clothes and I stood facing her. Carol and Oscar were both looking at me, and so was Marie. Marie's eyes were fixed on my cock, and I could tell that she liked what she saw. Just then she turned to Carol.
“You said he had a small cock,” she said. “There's nothing small about that club between his legs. There's nothing small about that club at all.”
“I was only teasing you,” Carol said.
“Yes,” Marie agreed, “I can see that now.”
“Of course I would never tell him a thing like that,” Carol then said. “He's a bastard and I hate his guts.”
“Well, I don't hate that cock of his,” Marie then said. “Just by looking at it I can tell I don't hate it. I could care less about his miserable personality. As long as he has that club between his legs, nothing else matters. Nothing else matters at all.”
I was standing right in front of her now, and I could see that she wanted to suck on me in the worst way. She lay down on the floor on her back just as quickly as she could.
“Lie on top of me,” she said. “We can sixty-nine.”
I lay on top of her in a sixty-nine position and I felt her taking my cock in both hands. She just grabbed hold of it, and I could feel her stroking it up and down. She was really being gentle with it right then, and her hands sent waves all through me.
“It's so hard,” she was saying. “It's so very hard.”
I could feel her grabbing at my balls then and she was really hurting them, but somehow I didn't mind anything that she was doing to me. In fact, I liked everything that she was doing to me. I liked it a lot, and I'm sure she could sense that, even though I never came out and said so.
“Yes,” she said, “it's very hard.”
“Don't just talk about it,” Oscar then spoke up, “suck on it. I want to watch this. I really do. Don't you, Carol?”
“Actually,” Carol then said, “I would rather suck on your cock, rather than watch her suck on his cock. Why don't we go up to my bedroom? It's been a long time since we've had sex there, and I've wanted to get fucked in my own bed for quite some time now.”
“That's a good idea,” Oscar then said. “We can watch them some other time.”
“Or they can watch us,” Carol suggested.
I heard them walk off, but by then I didn't really care what they did. I could feel Marie pressing per pussy down into my face just as hard as she could, and I was already beginning to lick at the outside of it. I was licking her cunt and her cunt lips as well, and I was really getting my tongue inside her pussy.
That's when she took my cock right into her mouth, and I could feel her tongue all over the head of my cock. She was licking it all over and I could feel her pressing it into me just as hard as she could. It was almost as if she was trying to get her tongue right inside me.
“That's it,” I heard her say, when she pulled her mouth away from me for a second, “get your tongue way inside my pussy, and just move it all around in there. It feels just fine when you do that.”
Then she took my cock right back into her mouth, and I could feel her going at me with her tongue again. I was really going at her pussy with my tongue now, and I was working it in and out of her pussy just as hard as I could. I was doing just what she wanted me to.
I was moving it all around inside her, and I was really making her whole body shake. But then she was making my whole body shake by the way she was sucking on my cock. She was sucking on me so hard at one point, that I thought she was going to suck my cock right off me. I really thought she would do that.
That's what made me go after her cunt the way I did. I was going to get back at her, and I did. I could feel the come being stirred up inside her, and I just stirred it up all the more. I moved my tongue in and out of her even faster than I had been, and I moved it all around inside her just as hard as I could.
She was moaning way down in her throat, and she was making all these other little animal sounds, and I guess I must have been doing the same thing. We were both at each other like mad now, and I could feel my orgasm beginning just as her orgasm began. We just kept shaking after that, and we just kept right on sucking one another.
I could feel my come filling up her mouth, and I could feel her come filling up my mouth. I was swallowing down mouthful after mouthful of hr come, and she was swallowing down mouthful after mouthful of my come. We were both making enough noise to wake the dead.
I kept right, at her until I could feel her exploding again, and she kept right at me until I had exploded a second time. Then we just lay there draining the come out of each other. I could feel her tongue moving all over my cock then, and all over my balls, and I was moving my tongue all around inside her pussy, and outside her pussy as well.
When we rolled apart we were both spent and dazed, and we were both breathing hard. I thought my lungs were going to explode, and it sounded to me as if her lungs were going to explode also.
Finally I said, “I haven't done that in so long, I'd forgotten how good it was.”
“When was the last time you did it with Carol?” she asked.
“I don't remember,” I replied. “It must have been a couple of years ago.”
“She lets Oscar do it all the time,” she then said. “In fact that's all they do usually. They hardly ever fuck. Mostly they just eat each other out. It's what they like best.”
“Is that what you like best?” I asked.
“I like anything,” she then said.
“Anything?” I asked.
“Anything,” she replied.
“Would you like me to fuck you in the ass?” I then asked.
“Do you want to fuck me in the ass?” she asked in return.
“Yes,” I replied quickly, “I want to do just that. I want to fuck you in the ass in the worst possible way.
And with that she just rolled over on her stomach and lifted her ass up in the air slightly.
“Does it look good to you?” she asked.
“It looks very good to me,” I said.
“Well,” she said, “don't just look at it, do something to it. Lick it or fuck it, but do something.”
I leaned over her right then, and I began to run my tongue all over her soft, round ass cheeks. They were warm, and I pressed my tongue into her flesh just as hard as I could. I really wanted her to feel everything that I was doing to her right then. I wanted her to feel it and want more.
“Your tongue sends shivers all through me,” she said. “I feel my whole body shaking because of what you are now doing. Keep it up. Please keep it up.”
I did just that, and pretty soon I was running my tongue up and down the crack of her ass.
“That even sends more chills through me,” she said. “Many more.”
I bore right into the crack of her ass then, and then I went right after her delicious asshole. I began to rim it with my tongue and then I plunged my tongue right into her asshole. I really moved it around inside her. I moved it just as fast as I could and that made her moan all the louder.
“Your cock,” she said, “give me your cock.”
At that point I lay right down on top of her and I plunged my cock right into her asshole just as hard as I possibly could. I didn't let up for a second, and I just kept ramming it in and out of her until she was screaming out that I was killing her, but that she didn't want me to stop.
I didn't stop either. I felt myself exploding inside her but I didn't stop. Nothing could stop me then. I was a madman who had broken out of his cage. I really thought that I was having convulsions right then, but that was fine with me. Anything would have been fine with me right then.
I humped away at that soft asshole of hers, and I could feel closing in on me from all sides. I had made a nice channel inside her in which to move my cock, and I moved it in and out just as fast as I could, and just as hard as I could. I could feel myself exploding a second time and that only intensified the way I felt towards her.
I wanted to hurt her in the worst possible way. I wanted to make her bleed if necessary and I did just that. I made her bleed, and the blood oozed out of her asshole along with my come that was also oozing out of her asshole. It ran down on her cheeks and onto her thighs.
“More,” was all she could say at that point. “More,” she said over and over again.
“I'll give your more,” I growled in her ear, “I'll give you a hell of a lot more.”
I was ramming my cock into her so hard and so fast, that I thought my whole body was going to split in half. I really did. I thought she was going to split in half also. I could feel her trembling underneath me, and that's when I reached under her and grabbed for her tits.
I grabbed hold of both her tits, and I just squeezed them with all my might. I could feel the nipples getting rigid under my touch, and I tried to make them even more rigid than they were already. I could feel her tits swelling up in my hands, and that made me squeeze them all the harder.
I was about to explode for a third time, and I knew this would just about finish me. I didn't think that I would be able to do much after that, and I was right. I felt my orgasm beginning and then I felt the come just shooting out of me like a sudden downpour of pain.
It seemed to break my cock wide open, and more come than came out of me the first two times, came out of me. It all just shot into her asshole, and the excess-and there was quite a bit-came oozing out again. I could feel it between my thighs and her ass cheeks.
I couldn't move after that, and I just lay on top of her for the longest time. Finally when I could move, I didn't want to. My cock was still deep in her asshole, and it was still hard. I was hoping that it would stay that way.
“It still feels good,” she said. “And that's because it's still hard.”
“You're keeping it hard,” I said.
“I sure am,” she said.
And right after she said that I began to fuck her in the asshole again. And this time I fucked her even harder than I had before. Afterwards we went up to my room, and it was there that we spent the night. In the morning the four of us had breakfast together, and no one said a word about the previous evening.
After Oscar and Marie had left, Carol turned to me and said, “I'm moving back into your room. We're going to sleep together again.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“It means we're going to be fucking again,” she said. “What do you think it means?”
“I was just curious that's all,” I replied.
And that afternoon I helped her move all her clothes back into my bedroom and that evening we fucked like we never had before.”
You see, after that first bit of swapping-and I guess you can call it that-Carol and I became a lot closer. Now it wasn't just her who had fucked someone else, I had fucked someone else too. After that she dropped all her lovers, and I didn't see Marie again for quite some time.
About a month or so later we went to this party, and it turned out to be a wife-swapping party. It wasn't supposed to be that, but that's how it turned out. Everyone was drunk and everyone was going after everyone else's wife, and I ended up with this woman that I had never met before.
It was funny how it happened, or maybe it wasn't funny at all. I was in the bathroom taking a piss, and then she came in.
“Hurry up,” she said, “I've got to piss too.”
I finished pissing and I went to wash my hands, and that's when I looked down and saw her hairy mound.
“What's the matter?” she said, “Haven't you ever seen cunt hairs before?”
“Lots of times,” I said. And then I said, “I think I'd like to see all of you with your clothes off.”
“Why?” she asked.
“No special reason,” I said, “I just want to.”
I waited for her to finish her piss, and then I repeated my request.
“I really would like to see you without your clothes on,” I said.
Again she just ignored me, and I thought that would be the end of that. She washed her hands in the sink and was just about to go when she suddenly turned around and faced me.
“Do you know me?” she asked.
“I've never seen you before,” I said.
“Do you know my husband?” she asked.
“I doubt it,” I replied.
“Do I know your wife?” she then asked.
“Probably not,” I answered.
“That's good,” she said.
And with that she took off all her clothes and just stood there in front of me.
“What were all the questions for?” I asked.
“I just felt like asking them,” she replied.
“I see,” was the only thing that I could think of to say right then.
“Now you take off your clothes,” she said.
“Okay,” I said.
And I took off all my clothes just as quickly as I could, and just threw them every which way, the same way she had.
“I like the looks of your cock,” she said.
“I like the looks of your pussy,” I said.
“Maybe we should fuck then,” she said.
“Maybe we should,” I said.
“Here?” she then asked.
“Why not?” I asked in return.
“Sit on the toilet for a minute,” she then said.
I did just that, and she stood there looking at me.
“I've never done it like that before,” she said.
And with that she sat right down on top of me, and I could feel her cunt slipping right down over me, and I could feel how soft and warm she was inside. As soon as my cock was in her to the hilt, she was wet there as well. Her cunt juices got stirred up immediately and I could feel them running down my cock and onto my balls.
That gave me a warm feeling inside, and I could feel my cock swelling up more and more. She kissed me full on the mouth then, and I grabbed for her tits at the same time. I could feel how big her tits were, and I could feel how warm they made my hands feel.
I was really getting after them, and I made the nipples good and rigid. I could feel her tongue probing into my mouth and I could feel it getting all tangled up with my tongue. I could also feel how she was raising and lowering her hips, so that my cock was sliding in and out of her.
She was doing this very slowly at first, and I could already feel the full effect it was having on me. It was driving me up a wall really, and I could feel myself getting more and more turned on. I could feel her come pouring out of her more and more and I could feel my come about to explode out of my cock.
She was raising and lowering her hips over me a lot faster now, and that was sending all these waves all through my cock and all through my balls as well. I could feel my balls slapping into her ass, and I could feel my cock making full penetration everytime she pushed down on me.
My whole cock was going deeper and deeper inside her, and she was screaming out at the top of her lungs. And it was right then that she had an orgasm. She let go and all her come-or what seemed like all her come-came pouring out of me. It just made me shake all over, and that was when I had my orgasm. I could feel it shooting up inside her, and I could feel her going wild inside because of it.
Her come and my come were both running down the length of my cock and all over my balls. I could feel how hot my balls now were, and how much hotter they were getting because of her come.
“It's never going to stop throbbing,” she then said. “Your cock is never going to stop throbbing, and I certainly don't want it to.”
“Your cunt is never going to stop throbbing,” I said.
“Do you want it to?” she asked.
“Never,” I replied.
We didn't say anything after that, and we just sat there letting the come pour out of the both of us. I could feel her tits heaving up and down, and that's when I leaned over and began to suck on one of them.
I took as much of her tit in my mouth as I could, and I sucked on it just as hard as I could. I was really getting after it, and I could tell that she liked that.
“Harder,” she moaned from deep in her throat, “really suck me hard.”
I was sucking just as hard as I possibly could then, and I could feel that she was about to explode again. My cock had stayed hard all this time, and she was raising and lifting herself on top of it again. I could feel my cock going up and down in her, and all this time I was sucking away on that soft, juicy boob of hers.
Sucking her tit really did something to me. It seemed to turn me on more than anything. I just wanted to suck away on her tit and never stop. It seemed like the biggest tit I had ever sucked in my life, and I wanted to keep it in my mouth forever if I could. I tried to get it all in my mouth, but of course there was just too much of it to do that.
I got as much of it into my mouth as I could though, and I really made sure that she felt what I was doing to her.
“You have such a nice mouth,” she said. “No one has ever sucked my tit that good before.”
That just made me suck on her even harder, if that was possible.
“I can't wait to suck on your cock,” she then said.
She was moving up and down on me just as fast as she possibly could now, and that's when she erupted, and that's when I erupted.
“FEEL IT!” she screamed just as loud as she possibly could.
The come was just pumping out of the head of my cock and I could feel it shooting right up inside her. She was going mad then, and I could feel that she was still moving up and down on top of me.
“MORE!” she yelled. “I want more of your come.”
There was no way I could control that, but there was still more of my come pumping out into her.
“Yes,” she said. “That's just what I want.”
All this time I was still sucking on her tit, and I was biting into it now. I was digging my teeth right into her flesh, and I was making her bleed.
“Harder,” she yelled at me, “bite me harder. Even harder than you are now. A lot harder.”
I did everything she wanted me to do, and then some. I bit into her tit just as hard as I could, and then I bit right into her other tit as well. I was sucking on the other tit now, and I could feel her nails digging into my back, and then I could feel her running her nails all up and down my back, and tearing away at my flesh.
She tore up my whole back that way, and I could feel the blood trickling down my back and running onto my ass. That gave me a funny kind of thrill inside, but I liked it just the same. It was okay with me and I wanted to go on feeling like that for some time to come.
“Keep pumping your come into me,” she said.
She was sitting perfectly still on me now, and I could feel the last of my come draining out into her.
“It's making me burn up inside,” she moaned.
It was making me burn up inside as well. “Please keep it coming,” she grunted at me. Then she bit into my neck and then into my shoulder.
“I want all of you,” she said. “I want everything you've got.”
I could tell she meant that too, and that she meant to get everything she could out of me. Before I knew what was happening she had gotten off me, and now she was on her knees in front of me, and she was licking my cock up and down with her tongue.
“This is what I've been wanting to do for sometime now,” she said.
“Then do it,” I said. “I will,” she said.
She was moving her tongue all around my cock, getting at every part of it. She went after my balls as well, and I could feel that tongue of hers doing things to me that I had never felt before. Carol had never done anything like this to me, and neither had Marie that time.
I could feel this woman's tongue pressing into me harder and harder, and I could feel the come building up inside me.
“Take it in your mouth,” I said then.
She did just that, and I could feel her taking almost all of my cock right into her mouth just as quickly as she could. She was sucking on me hard right from the start and that made me come all the faster. I shot right out into her mouth, and I just kept shooting into her mouth.
It was almost enough to make me want to jump up and down. I mean, there was this pain that was going all through me, but it was a special kind of pain. It was making my whole body shake like it never had before, and I could feel this knot inside my cock, and then it just seemed to snap, and that's what caused the pain I felt.
The woman's tongue was dripping its saliva all over, and that was fine with me. I could feel it dripping down the length of my cock and all over my balls. My own come was dripping down the length of my cock, and that was also going all over my balls as well.
I could hear the sounds she made as she drank down my come, and that excited me to no end. I could feel her greedy mouth coming back for more and more. She wasn't about to let up on me now. She still had a long ways to go before she was ever going to let up on me.
I could just feel her pressing her lips into me harder and harder. She was draining the life right out of me, as well as my come.
“Don't ever stop,” was the only thing I could think of to say right then.
I'm not even sure what happened after that. She just went on sucking me, and after awhile I just blacked out. When I came to, she was gone. I got my clothes on and rejoined the party. I didn't see the woman anyplace.
“Looking for me?” a voice asked.
I turned around and there was Marie.
“Yes,” I said, “but I didn't expect to find you.”
“You're not a very good liar,” she said. I think I blushed.
“Do you know where your wife is right now?” she asked.
“No, I don't,” I replied. “Would you happen to know where she is?”
“I do,” she said, this impish smile coming across her face that made her look years younger.
“Do you want to show me then?” I asked. “I do,” she said.
Right then she took my hand and led me outside. There was a large children's house outside, and we went into it. There in this huge playpen were Carol and Oscar. Carol was lying on her back in the middle of the playpen with her legs right up in the air, and Oscar was on his knees, bending over her, and eating her out.
“They missed each other,” Marie then said. “It has been a long time for them.”
“It's been a long time for us too,” I said.
“Yes, it has,” she agreed.
“Maybe we should do something about it,” I said.
“Maybe we should,” she agreed.
“We can stay here or we can go someplace else,” I then said.
“They have this place,” she then said. “Let's you and I find a place of our own.
“That's a good idea,” I agreed.
And with that we walked back outside, and we began to look around for a place that would be all our own. The only thing I could see was the bathhouse by the swimming pool, but then we saw another couple going in there.
“We could go for a swim in the nude,” she then said.
“That we could,” I said.
“Let's do it,” she then urged.
“I'm with you,” I said.
And that was just what we did. We ran down to the pool, tore off our clothes and we dived right into the pool. We had been swimming for quite sometime before we collided into each other. We were both laughing hysterically at that point, and then I pushed her towards the side of the pool.
As I did that I reached down and grabbed her between the legs. She gave out a soft yell, and then she reached down and grabbed for my cock. She kissed me full on the mouth, and by then I was pressing her right up against the side of the pool. I was really pressing my weight into her.
I pushed her hand away from my cock, and I pulled my hand off her cunt, and then I drove my cock right up inside her. That made her gasp, and I felt her legs go right around my waist. I grabbed her under her ass, and I just squeezed her ass cheeks for all I was worth, and I just began to ram my cock in and out of her just as hard as I could.
She pressed her mouth against mine, and I could feel her tongue probing into my mouth. Her tongue was hot, and she made my mouth just as hot. I was running my finger along the crack of her ass by then, and then I just rammed it into her asshole, and began working it in and out as hard as I could.
I could feel her come being stirred up inside her, and I could feel her starting to shake herself into orgasm. That was all I needed to feel. I went wild then, and I fucked her just as hard as I possibly could. I felt my cock about to explode, which made me ram it into her all the harder.
The more I felt myself wanting to explode, the harder I fucked her. Finally I just couldn't take it any more, and my cock just spilled out all its seed into her more than receptive cunt. Her cunt seemed to explode all over again, and I could feel her come just pouring out of her and all over my balls and thighs.
After that we got out of the pool and lay down on the grass. It was quite late by then but we didn't care. Later we got in my car and we drove to a motel, and that's where we spent the night. Actually we spent a few nights there, and when I got back to my house I found a note from Carol saying she was moving in with Oscar for good.
I made one phone call, and that was all it took. She was back in a half hour. She came running into the house, threw her arms around me, and we fell right down on the floor, and we fucked right there. Afterwards we got up, went up to our bedroom and fucked some more.
For the next few weeks we didn't get out of bed once, and when we did it was only to go to another wife-swapping party. We had established a pattern for our lives that was going to continue for as long as we lived. Right then we only did that sort of thing once a month.
Then it became much more frequent. It was twice a month, then three times. Then once a week, then twice a week. Now it can be as many as three and four times a week. I don't think it's going to stop there either. I think it's just going to get to the point where we never even see each other. I mean, it's almost like that now.
I'm not sure what to do about it either, and I'm not even sure that I want to do anything about it.
Mr. Knox needs very extensive psychiatric care. That is why I now have him coming to see me four times a week. I really think that I can help him, but it will take time. A lot of time.
In the meantime, Mr. Knox feels that he is becoming more and more estranged from his wife. He told me that he can't remember the last time they had sexual relations together. On the other hand, both their sex lives are quite active. However, their sexual relations are all with other people's husbands and wives.