our first swinging
While our kids are away visiting their grand parents my
husband and I experiment with the swinger life style for
the first time. For the first time our kids wasn't at
home. We always have had a great sex life, kids didn't
change that, but he suddenly couldn't get enough sex.
It started in the car on the way home from the office, with
him rubbing me through my ever-increasingly damp panties
while I tried to maneuver the car. I had my first orgasm as
we pulled into our driveway, and I was barely inside the
front door before he ripped my panties off and shoved his
stiff cock deep inside me. We fucked halfway up the stairs,
in the doorway of our bedroom, on the bed, and again later
in the shower. At five o'clock the next morning, he
entered me from behind to start the new day. We were normal
people. A house in the suburbs, SUV in the driveway, PTA
meetings, church committees, card games with friends,
that kind of things. and we had a great life, and we never
felt as if we were missing anything. That soon changed,
though. By the third night, my drive had caught up with his.
Not knowing exactly where the nerve came from, I rented
a porno flick and brought it home with a bottle of wine. Halfway
into the bottle, I popped the movie into the VCR and watched
my husband's cock rise for the third time that night
during the opening scene. He reached over and started playing
with me, smearing the come from our earlier bouts all around
the lips of my cunt and my clit.
I just gave him a slutty smile
and leaned further into the cushions of the couch, never
taking my eyes off the screen. Two couples were going at
it - the men fucking the women doggie-style while the women
french kissed and played with each other's tits. Watching
the scene unfold in front of me, combined with my husband's
ever-talented fingers, brought me to an earth shattering
orgasm. When I came back down, the wine was spilled all over
the front of me and Alex was staring at me with a gleam in his
eye. Does that kind of sex turn you on, Heather?
I laughed and crawled across the couch towards him. You
touching me, turns me on. Yeah. He put a hand on my
shoulder, effectively blocking me from crawling into
his oh-so ready lap. No - the movie. Does it turn you
on? His hand moved from my shoulder to my breast,
then he started to play with my nipple. Does watching
two girls kissing each other while they get fucked turn
you on? His hand was torturing my nipple, sending
a hot streak of lust straight to my pussy. Oh yeah,
I said, all inhibitions gone from the affects of the wine
and my pure lust. Yeah, it turns me on. Quit teasing
me, Alex. I admitted it now fuck me. His hand snaked
down my body and started teasing my clit. Man - you're
a regular little hotty tonight. I finally pushed
my way onto his lap. Quit teasing me and fuck me.
By the time the bottle of wine was emptied, he had me convinced.
I don't know how - never in a million years would I ever
have thought that I would do anything like it, but I sat on
the closed lid of the toilet with my legs spread while Alex
shaved my pussy and told me, in great detail, how much fun
I was going to have that night. Freshly shaven and still
horny as hell, I let him pick the shortest skirt out of my
closet, left over from Halloween two years ago when I dressed
as a French maid, and a sheer blouse that I wore to work, but
always with the proper camisole and suit jacket. We dug
through my underwear drawer and found a black garter belt
and stockings, then three inch heels came from the back
of the closet, another accessory from that Halloween party.
I tried to put on a bra and panties, but he stopped me with
a shake of his head and a smile. Getting more excited than
ever, I quickly dressed. I'm nearly five-eight, with
auburn hair and green eyes. Even after having a baby, my
body stayed lean and firm, and I knew I looked good. Alex
who is six-three and close to two hundred pounds short blonde
hairs and ice blue eyes watched me primp in front of the mirror
and occasionally rubbed his cock. This was new territory,
exciting for both of us. By the time I was dressed, I was into
the whole plan. The thought of what we were about to do turned
me on so much that my nipples stayed hard during the entire
drive. Unknown to me Alex had gone onto the Internet several
days ago and looked up local swingers clubs.
He'd we
found one far enough away from our house that was still close
enough to drive to by nine o'clock on a Saturday night.
I alternated rubbing my crotch and rubbing his cock as he
maneuvered through the city. We pulled into the parking
lot, and Alex hesitated before opening the car door. He
looked at me in the glow of the streetlight, his eyes as serious
as the day he asked me to marry him. You look so fucking
hot honey. I leaned forward and kissed him deep.
It's been hours since I drank anything. I need
a drink. We paid the fee to a rather intimidating
doorman, then went all the way into the club. I don't
know what I was expecting, but understated elegance in
a room furnished in creams and gold's wasn't it.
There were sofas scattered around the huge room, different
people sitting in various costumes while they talked and
drank and ate hors devours served by passing waiters. And
then couples would get up and walk into the back or up the
sweeping staircase, paired two or three at a time. Alex
and I paused in the entrance, not really sure what to do from
this point forward. A beautiful Indian woman saw us from
across the room and began to make her way towards us. She
was same height as me, with breasts that beat out my humble
36B's by a long shot and she was dressed in a sheer flowing
white dress. She obviously had nothing on underneath it.
She stopped when she reached us and beckoned a waiter while
she sized up my handsome husband.
Hello. Welcome.
My name is Mohini. We introduced ourselves while
she handed us champagne in fluted glasses. My husband
is over there at the bar, if you'd care to join us.
She hooked her arm through Alex's while she looked
me up and down with a stare that was hot enough to send a shiver
through my body. I took a sip of the wine to appease my parched
throat, and followed the two of them. When we reached the
bar and her husband, I swear that my mouth started watering.
He was gorgeous - girlie magazine centerfold gorgeous
- with long black hair and dark brown eyes. He was as tall
as my Alex as well built, and I suddenly looked even more
forward to the evening ahead. We sat at the bar and discussed
everything from sports to the weather while we all finished
our drinks. Mohini couldn't keep her hands off Alex,
and I couldn't keep my eyes off Saleem. The longer our
eyes held, the hotter I became, until, finally, Mohini
suggested that we find more private surroundings. Anticipation
built inside me as we walked down a long hall to a room near
the end. Mohini had an arm looped through Alex's as
they led the way, and Saleem had a hand on the small of my back,
softly caressing me with his long fingers, waking up nerve
endings that I didn't even know I had. My nipples were
rock hard and brushing against the front of my shirt, sending
little sparks of desire through my stomach every time the
silk hit my skin.
I was so horny that I thought I was going
to erupt with need. The second the door was closed and locked
behind us, I was in Saleem's arms. His mouth attacked
mine, or mine attacked his - at that point I was so turned
on I couldn't tell who was taking the lead, and I suddenly
found myself on my back on the bed, this drop-dead man on
top of me, pushing my skirt up. Out of the corner of my eye,
I saw movement and turned my head, uncrossing my eyes long
enough to watch Mohini pull my husband's glorious
cock out of the front of his pants and slide the whole thing
down her throat. My eyes widened at the sight. It had taken
me years to learn how to take eight of those nine wonderful
inches, and she never even missed a beat swallowing the
entire thing. A hand on the inside of my thigh brought me
out of the trance I'd seemed to be in watching Mohini's
mouth, and I returned my attention to my partner, who was
smiling down at my hairless pussy. I was wet enough that
he easily slipped a finger into me and began to move it, torturing
me with the slow pace while his other finger ran small circles
around my clit. I was hot...hotter than I'd ever been
in my life, and in seconds an orgasm flooded through my system.
Without hesitating Saleem ripped his pants off, freeing
a cock that made me squirm with need. It was as long as Alex's,
but thicker, and the thought of that thing filling me up
almost made me have another orgasm.
I reached out and grabbed
it, my hand barely able to wrap around it. With a grin I spread
my legs further and guided it home. He whipped his shirt
off, braced his hands on either side of my head, and drove
into me as hard as he could. I let out a scream that should
have brought the house down, instead, Saleem just grinned
down at me with those wicked eyes while I locked my legs behind
him and helped him set a frantic pace. I forgot the other
two in the room as he pounded into me, over and over, sending
me towards an orgasm that I didn't even know a human
was capable of having and still survive. It washed over
me, flooding every sense, every nerve until I was one throbbing
mass of pussy being pierced by cock. And it went on and on
until with a shout of his own, he ground himself into me poured
his hot come out, filling my channel. His arms were trembling
and with a laugh he gave me a quick kiss before rolling off
me. I could barely breathe, let alone move, until I heard
the unmistakable sound of Saleem coming. His breathing
was rapid, he was making a low groaning sound in the back
of his throat, and when I finally got my strength back enough
to turn my head, I saw him clutching Monihi's hair and
fucking her face with thrusts that could have matched what
Saleem had just given me. Mohini stared up at him, a ghost
of a smile on her face while she held onto his cock with one
hand and fingered herself with her other.
Then with one
final thrust, his butt clenched and he held his cock in the
back of her throat while he pumped his sperm into her mouth.
His come was so strong that some leaked out of the corner
of her mouth, but she sucked the rest right down, licked
his shaft up and down one more time, then sat back and licked
her lips. Hmmmm, she said, wiping the trail
of come off her chin and licking her finger. Then, taking
her eyes of my husband, she looked towards me, catching
me watching them. Then something happened that I hadn't
anticipated, had no time to prepare for. One minute she
was kneeling on the floor by the bed, the next she was between
my legs. The tongue that had just worked my husband into
an orgasmic frenzy started lapping at my cunt, and I was
so shocked, so suddenly turned on by it, that I did nothing
to stop her. She sucked her husband's come out of me,
licked me from my asshole to the top of my clit, then back
down again. I was in a frenzy. Alex was good at this, really
good, but he had nothing on this woman. Almost immediately,
I neared an orgasm, and she backed off, licking and nipping
at the insides of my thighs until my body calmed down again.
Then she slowly went back at it. The bed next to my head shifted,
and I turned my head to find the tip of Saleem's cock
by my mouth. With a hunger that surprised me, I opened my
mouth and lifted my head, taking as much of him in as I could.
I could taste myself on him, and instead of revolting me
it spurred me to take him deeper and deeper. Before I knew
how I did it, he was sliding down the back of my throat and
my nose hit his pubic hair. I cupped his balls with one hand
and kept my head still, letting him set the rhythm to fuck
my face. I felt and heard Mohini moan, so I opened my eyes
and saw my husband behind her, gripping her hips and slamming
into her as if his life depended on it. Watching that beautiful
cock glistening with another woman's juices sent
me to the brink of another orgasm, and I inadvertently squeezed
Saleem's balls and sucked him harder, urging him faster.
Mohini shoved two fingers into my pussy, toyed with my anal
opening, and at the same time, sucked hard on my clit. The
orgasm burst all around me and I screamed around Saleem's
cock, which was pumping furiously into he ripped it out
of my mouth and sprayed his come all over my face and breasts.
I was still coming, and I grabbed Mohini's hair and
ground my pussy into her face. I kept my eyes open, watching
my husband, and could tell that he was on the brink of another
orgasm himself. Then Mohini started moaning, her fingers
moving in and out of me so fast that they were a blur. I was
so sensitive, almost to the point that I couldn't take
it any more, when she screamed and shoved back against Alex
as hard as she could. The feel of her pussy contracting with
her own orgasm must have been enough to send Alex over the
edge, and the three of us came together in frenzy.
Soon we
were all laying on the bed, unable to move, sucked dry. There
was a hand clutching one of my breasts, another on my calf,
and somehow my own hand was resting on Mohini's pussy
where I could feel the evidence of hers and Alex's orgasms
slowly seeping out. I had never been so sated, so sexually
content in my entire life. Three days later, our kids returned.
School started the next week, and life returned to normal.
We still had our PTA meetings, our card games with friends,
our normal life. And we never mentioned that
night again. Oh, but we both remembered. And there were
nights when it was on both our minds, when the sex between
us went for hours and hours, neither one of us able to get
enough of the other when we remembered what it was like.
The next year, at Alex's Christmas party, we ran into
Mohini and Saleem again. But that story will have to come
at another time....
Heather Thornton
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