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AdultMatchMakerBOWLING AND BALLING
My sexy wife Laura and I were bowling a few games at Al's Big Bowl one Friday night. It was the first time that we had been to Al's that we didn't have to stand in line for a lane. A large, modern bowling alley had opened a mile down the road and had taken most of Al's customers. Laura and I had no intention of defecting. We liked Al's because of all of the good memories it held for us.
We were the only customers in the place. Even the cozy bar was deserted. Live entertainment at the new alley had siphoned off all of the regulars. Pranksters hadn't even bothered to change the Al's Big Bowl sign to Al's Big Balls as they had hundreds of times in the past. It saddened me to see a place where thousands of people had had so much fun suddenly abandoned. I wonder how many boys had brought their first dates to Al's. How many girls had been picked up there? How many had lost their cherries in the parking lot?
"It just isn't the same, is it?" Laura asked. I could see that she was as sad as I was. We finished our game and headed for the bar for a drink. Al had already laid off the barmaid and was tending bar himself. "I can't hold out much longer," he said. "I've got a guy who wants to buy it and convert it to a grocery store."
Laura had come up with a lot of wild ideas in her time, but what she came up with next made all of the others pale by comparison. "I've got a great idea!" she said. "Al, would you consider renting out this place to our swinger club. We could bowl in the nude and then have an orgy."
Al and I were both intrigued. He pondered her proposal for awhile, then said, "Well, I could sure use the business." Deep in concentration, he drummed his fingers on the bar. "I would have to be here to man the bar, of course. I'm very broad-minded and don't see anything wrong with swinging. I never could talk my old lady into it. Sure, I'll rent it to you."
We told Al that we would get back to him. On the drive home, we discussed the project. We had given up the club scene in favor of swinging with a group of sixteen other couples every few weeks. We always met at the country estate of one of the member couples. We put Laura's proposition to our friends at the next party held the following night.
"That's the wildest thing you've come up with yet, Laura," her friend Donna said. "I like the idea. What about you Jerry?" Jerry was her husband. He took his mouth off of my wife's nipple and said, "I think it's a great idea. How many people do you think have bowled while naked. It will be a once in a lifetime experience. Count us in." I could see that Laura was thrilled by their response. "It will be so much fun," she said. "We can bowl and then we can ball."
We were thrilled to discover that all of our friends loved Laura's idea. Out of the sixteen couples, fourteen told us that they wouldn't miss the bowling party for anything. Most of them knew how to bowl, but even the few who didn't wanted to be there.
Laura spent the next two days making the arrangements. The big night finally arrived. We had our fingers crossed as we drove to Al's. "What if they chicken out?" I asked. "Bite your tongue," she answered. We needn't have worried. A handful of couples were already there and more were arriving by the minute. Per Laura's instructions, each couple carried blankets and pillows to fuck on.
We gathered in the bar for a pre-party drink. Al had gone out of his way to make us feel at home. He had even hung a banner that said, "WELCOME, SWINGERS!" When we finished our drinks, we lined up at the check-in counter to get our shoes and locker assignments. Al locked the front door and hung a sheet over it to ensure our privacy. Then we began to strip.
When we all gathered at the lanes, we couldn't help laughing at each other. If you can visualize thirty naked people wearing only bowling shoes, you will laugh, too. We drew numbers for our lane assignments. Laura and I drew lane number one. When we got there, we found that Marty and Doris, a sexy couple our own age, had also been assigned to our lane. They would be our bowling competitors and then our first sex partners of the evening. Just because Laura and I were teammates didn't mean that we had to stay together. She sat next to Marty and began playing with his fat cock while Doris snuggled up next to me.
Marty is quite a character and is always good for a joke. When he picked up his bowling ball, he held it under his big, hard cock and joked, "What do you think of my big balls?" He picked up a spare and then returned to the booth and began fondling my wife's big tits. That seemed only fair since I had one of his wife's tits in my hand.
I already had a hard-on when I lifted my ball and took aim on the pins. I released the ball and watched gleefully as I delivered a perfect strike. "You deserve a little reward for that," Doris said. She dropped her head into my lap and sucked hard on my cock for a few seconds. That started a tradition, and from then on, anyone who bowled a strike was treated to some French by his playmate. It just kept getting better and better.
I must say that bowling naked was an exhilarating experience. It is truly the ultimate in exhibitionism. Judging by the number of sturdy erections and stiff nipples, the others were enjoying it as much as I was. Laura was quite pleased with herself for coming up with such a delightfully kinky idea.
I saw Al behind the check-in counter ogling the women. He appeared to be fully-clothed but must have had his prick out through his fly. It was obvious by the movement of his arm that he was masturbating. I could hardly blame him. I couldn't keep my hand off of my cock, either.
The plan that Laura had come up with called for playing one game, then spreading the blankets and pillows that we had brought on the floor and going to it. The couple with the highest score would be entitled to whatever kind of sex they wanted. Laura and I beat Marty and Doris by a very narrow margin. After spreading our blankets, I asked Doris if she would like to start off with sixty-nine. "That sounds good," she said. "I need a tongue in my pussy."
I went to my back and pulled her on top of me. Doris was one of the most skillful cocksuckers in our group. The things her mouth, tongue, and throat were doing to my cock defy description. As she and I sucked on each other's genitals, I began to realize that there was a slight flaw in Laura's plan. A hardwood bowling lane is hard even with a blanket over it. Not only that, the balls flying by in the adjacent lanes were distracting and dangerous. Other couples had already made the same discovery and had moved their blankets to the carpeted area. We followed their example and settled down for some serious sex.
The sound of bowling pins crashing about gradually faded away and was replaced by the moans, groans, and sighs of thirty happy orgiasts. Doris's pussy juices trickled down my cheeks as my tongue pulled her cum-trigger. Next to us, Marty was driving his cock in and out of my wife's tight ass. The sight sent me over the edge and I shot my load down Doris's throat. We lay in each other's arms and watched our spouses fuck.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," I said. "He's filled her up in back but she's empty in front." I hurried down the lane and retrieved one of the bowling pins. "Roll her over, Marty," I said. "I want to see if this thing will fit in her pussy." I put the tip of the pin into her notch and pushed. It slid right in, and as it did she shrieked so loudly that everyone's heads turned. When they saw what was making my wife cum, others rushed down the lanes and returned with pins. My friend Hal had been fucking Ken's wife Margo on the blanket next to us, and had shot his load prematurely. Thanks to my ingenuity, he was able to finish her off with a bowling pin. "These make perfect dildos," he observed.
Eventually, the first round of fucking died down and we gathered in the bar to celebrate over drinks. Everyone was elated that the orgy was such a great success. "There has never been a swinging party like this one!" someone said. It was an opinion shared by all of us.
After all of the bowling pins had been repositioned, the second round started. Laura and I were paired with an attractive, vivacious couple who had recently joined the club. "I don't believe that we have ever fucked, have we?" I asked as I shook the husband's hand. "We're Larry and Laura."
"We're Ted and Summer. We've been looking forward to getting together with you two. You have a reputation as skillful lovers. Laura, this idea of yours to swing in a bowling alley is just the greatest. It's the wildest thing that we have ever done."
On my first turn, I got a dreaded seven-ten split. As I drew a bead on the seven pin, I noticed that the necks of the pins were still wet with pussy juice. I have picked up more than my share of seven-tens, but that was one for the books! Ted and Summer were excellent bowlers and they took us easily. When I asked Summer what I could do to please her, she said, "Tongue me first, and then give me a good, hard fucking."
"You have a reputation as a great cocksucker, Laura," Ted said. "I can't wait to try you out." He slipped his cock into my wife's mouth as I slipped mine into his wife's pussy. All around us the orgy was once again picking up steam. Al, the owner, had managed to join in and was indulging in a threesome. Even though he didn't have a woman to share with us, no one objected, certainly not our women. It might have had something to do with the elephantine cock swinging between his legs. "We might just need that guy's help," Ted said. "I've never seen so many horny women in one place."
I hadn't either. As I looked around, I saw several women masturbating with bowling pins and others being fucked with them. It was a wild scene! It was almost as though the setting were an aphrodisiac. Summer and I got off together, then we lay in each other's arms and laughed at the crazy scene around us.
We bowled two more games and fucked our opponents after each of them. The party broke up soon after. Al, not wanting to lose his good bowling pins, announced that he had some used ones with small defects in back. As they left, he presented each woman with one of the pins as a souvenir.
"How many wives did you fuck besides mine, Al?" I asked. He held up his hand with thumb and fingers spread. "I nailed five others. I haven't felt this good in ages, and I have you to thank for it. Would you please help me set this place up as a swinger bowling alley? I bet it would draw people from all over the state, maybe even the country."
Although we foolishly declined Al's offer to make us full partners, we were more than happy to help him get started. We advised him on how to remodel the place to make it more suitable for swinging. He had been right. The novelty of bowling in the nude combined with swinging did attract swingers from all over. Al's biggest problem was the theft of his bowling pins. The Big Bowl was a big success for several years and Al was able to retire in comfort.
