Dick Fitswell at the Swinger's Club
Dick Fitswell----Man on a quest for the perfect fit
by Jack Corbett

That last Cement mixer got me. The last thing I remember was swirling the shot of tequila around in my mouth with the lime shot, shaking my head violently then swallowing. I immediately passed out.

I found myself waking up to two women groping me between my legs. Six months ago I became a regular at the "If it works fix it Haven for Swingers". Made it a habit to go five nights a week and it was only three months ago that they changed the place from "The Erection Zone" to the new name, which probably had much to do with me. I'm the only Dick Fitswell, the man in search for the perfect fit, and I have the record for screwing the most women in 476 successfully completed sexual encounters.

"Remember us from last week?" the willowy blonde breathed into my neck. My balls ached dully until I looked at her, taking in her slender waist and long legs as my appendage sprung to its full 15 inches .

"We are sisters," said the other one, as she climbed onto my face. "We wanted you so bad last week but you were all tired out.  

I loved the place at first sight since I have a deep respect for good old no nonsense fucking. Here every woman with two legs is a target. Best part of it is you just point your dick in the right direction and you are rewarded by immediate penetration. Still.....I have not found what I've been looking for__the right tension and sucking action on my cock to achieve the perfect orgasm I've dreamed about.

"I'll fuck him while you slide yourself onto his face," the blonde said, as my penis slid into her opening. Her dampness soothed my swelled up member which had already seen three orgasms in just two hours. I lay there with closed eyes waiting to open them to her pretty face pushed close to my head, just before her tongue entered my mouth. As I thrust upwards into her I could feel her shudder. "Oh Gawd," I told myself. "I can feel her quiver around my penis. She's the best."

I waited for her lips to meet mine. Confident I could time my orgasm perfectly with the blonde I started to feel something soggy around my mouth. Opening my eyes I could see the fat ass of her sister bearing down on me. Subconsciously I tried to pull back but my head was firmly rooted to the couch I lay on. Feeling her weight around my face as my tongue took a mind of its own I started to concentrate on the blonde.

Thrusting vigorously as she lay on top of me, the blonde started to lose control and I can't fault her for that since I"m Dick Fitswell, the man every woman wants. Her opening, at first tight, became looser as her juices started to flow. By now all I could think about was her sister, who must have weighed around one hundred and eighty.

Her sister, a brunette with a hawk shaped nose, was hunkering down on me as I tried to move my head for a breath of fresh air. Suddenly the blonde pulled off me...she had been riding me face to face...but the brunette had gotten in the way and spoiled it all. I felt the blonde kneel down over my dick and this time I knew I was entering her from the rear. Once again I felt that exquisite tightness and knew I was in love. I wanted to call out to her...to tell her I loved her and jerked my head upwards only to feel my tongue going more deeply into her sister. Which was about as sensual as sticking it in a large tank of diesel fuel. By this time my face was buried deeply into that furry thing that now resembled a grizzly bear and I once again started to lose that perfect meeting of bodily parts with the woman I now craved more than any other.

"Come dick. I"m coming. Spurt into me," I dimly heard the blonde call out to me but the insulation around my face was too thick and her words became lost in imagined grunts and groans in an Alaskan swamp where I was being thrust down into the mire by a female grizzly. It was then that I lost the thing that was most precious to me. My erection. It was the first time it had ever happened to me.

"Dick....I've come twice," the blonde shouted. "What's wrong with you?"

"I've come all over his face three times, "the hefty brunette added. "We're done Julie. Let's find a couple more guys."

That perfect moment that would have etched itself permanently in time had the blonde and I been alone became the worst time of my life. I was sure that men who had both legs shot off in battle couldn't have had it worse than me. The two women climbed off me and started to walk away. I jumped up and caught up with the pretty blonde.

"Let's you and I get together. Just you and me," I whispered into her ear.
"Sorry.........I only fuck guys when my sister's doing it with me," she replied as she moved away from me.

"No more Mr Nice Guy", I told myself. "I'm tired of being a gentleman and fucking every woman who wants me. For me the unspoken rules of etiquette for the "If it works fix it Haven for Swingers" was that I had to take on all comers. "Too many ugly bitches in the place. Now how in the hell will I ever find the perfect fit when I'm screwing everything that walks? I will just have to become more selective. I'm blowing this place and I'm never going to darken its doorway again with my carcass."

I walked out the door and never looked back. And the worse part of it was.........I hadn't even had an orgasm with the blonde. "But they can't keep Dick Fitswell down for long." Suddenly I came up with a new plan. I would have to be more discerning about who I stuck my penis into. From now on I would be going to places where the women would be much more attractive and where I could jump them one at a time. "Strip clubs. That's the scene for Dick Fitswell. Only in a strip club will I meet my soul mate--I mean perfect fit. Swinging sucks"

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