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My husband James (a fake name of course) and I were never swingers until we discovered online dating while casually surfing the Net together. I think it must have been intentional on James's part, but he brought my attention to listings from first time swingers, and from there our sex lives seriously heated up.
We were married as teenagers and we've been together for twelve years. We still have great sex together, but I can admit the spark between us isn't as strong as it was ten years ago. Even though it first seemed crazy when James half jokingly suggested joining and meeting up with a couple, I will never forget the look he gave me when I said, "sure, why not?"
He even laughed at me, but our playful conversation turned serious and we discussed how each of us would feel about it and we came to the conclusion that we felt secure enough in our relationship to give it a try. We signed up that day and spent some time writing our description and taking sexy yet anonymous pictures.
We decided we wanted to meet with a couple that was in a similar situation as us- new to the idea of swinging, about our age (we set thirty-five as our upper limit), and living close by, but not that close. We run a small business in a suburban neighborhood and getting a reputation for being swingers would not be good. We were willing to schedule our vacation time around meeting such a couple and willing to fly anywhere in the U.S.
We were both shocked at the huge number of choices we had and it became obvious that we wouldn't have to fly at all- we could meet with any number of people right in our home city, but our paranoia over being discrete brought us to the decision of choosing a couple from a nearby city, a three hour drive away.
We had a lot of long nights sifting through couples and chatting online making new friends. Our sex life improved immediately. It was like we were newlyweds, only we were playing a very erotic game of "what if the guy did this" and "what if the woman did this," and my favorite, "what if I begged him to do this…" The role-playing game had some very interesting effects- my husband has never fucked me in the ass so hard in all the years we've been married- and I loved it!
After many practice runs we made arrangements to take some time off and got down to choosing our couple. I'll call them John and Mary. John ran a fairly large aquarium distribution business and Mary worked in an office. They were in their mid twenties and were so much like us it was scary. The only difference was that John was a bit better looking than my husband and when we met for the first time face to face I couldn't wait to pass James off on Mary and rip John's clothes off.
We met at their house, and it was impressive- John's business was obviously quite successful. I didn't have to wait very long for my wish to come true. We had dinner together and James and Mary seemed to be getting along great. After dinner we separated into different sections of the house without even really noticing where our partners were going. James told me later he was upstairs with Mary, I ended up in a downstairs bedroom with John.
I was the aggressor to begin with, which is not my usual style, but John was a little bit shy and the last thing I wanted was to only get G-rated action while my husband got to fuck Mary stupid. Fair is fair after all. I gave him a show with a glass dildo- I really didn't need the warm up, but I knew it would get the desired reaction out of him and when I felt his hand touch my thigh I pulled his head between my legs while he was still dressed.
His hot tongue worked magic on my clit and in record time I came hard all over his face. It was so blissful I forgot all about my husband (including my admittedly petty jealousy) and I yanked John's cock out of his pants so fast I actually ripped the elastic on his underwear.
I sucked his cock with a passion I haven't felt in years and I let him come in my mouth. It didn't seem to slow him down, which was a relief, and then before I knew it he was on top of me, my legs wrapped around him as he pumped my pussy with full strokes. He was much bigger than my husband and it felt completely different.
His timing was perfect. He gave me an orgasm, and then I surprised him with my strength as I pushed him on his back and rode his cock at my own increased tempo, working up to my third orgasm of the night.
We fucked in a number of positions for a long time and his cock remained rock hard. I was slightly surprised when he stopped just I was close to having a fifth orgasm and searched through a drawer on an end table. I was frustrated with the interruption until he produced a tube of lubricant and with a very serious tone and said he wanted to fuck my ass.
I didn't even say anything. I got on my knees facing away from him and pulled my ass cheeks apart so he would get the hint that he had a green light to do whatever he wanted. I moaned softly as I felt his slippery cock at my smaller hole and I prepared myself for what was going to be the most intense anal sex of my life.
I cried out when it was about half way in and I didn't think I'd be able to take it all. I wanted him to wait, but I didn't find actual words until he had pushed it all the way in. I don't think he was trying to hurt me because he worked it back and forth nice and slow, but the first few minutes weren't fun. I think my body actually went into shock.
I am very used to anal sex and it's been a long time since I had a panic attack like that. I think it was because I didn't know John and his cock was just so big. I got over the pain though and then actually enjoyed hard, full strokes up my ass in a whole bunch of positions until he pulled out and covered my tits with come.
We both fell asleep for a bit and when I woke up I was in my husband's arms. James had tried to wake me, but then thought it would be better to pick me up and take me to the car. It was very romantic, despite the strangeness of the situation. I did wake up before he got me out of the door though, and I got the chance to thank John and Mary for the wonderful time.
That was three weeks ago, and we haven't been back to see them, but we've still maintained contact through the Net. James and I decided it would be best to keep what went on a secret to avoid getting jealous of each other. I don't think that will last. It's just a new way to spice up our relationship- the mystery of what we did with John and Mary. He's made it pretty obvious he had a good time though. He brought up the possibility of going to meet them again next week. I can't wait.
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