Partner Exchange Anyone?

My husband and I have been swinging ever since we discovered that we could find partners on the Internet- and have enough choices that both of us would be happy. At lot of people don't really understand what swinging is all about. We're not into group sex- we're into exchanging partners for a night to put some variety into our sex lives. Wife swapping is a term for it, but it's a vulgar description and I hate it because it implies that my husband owns me, like I'm a piece of property he can lend out to a friend. It's not like that and if anything, I own my husband. He does what I tell him to and I am a very willing participant in every exchange.

Although I've had sex with a lot of different men, I'm very particular when it comes to whom I will sleep with. The definition of promiscuous is 'indiscriminate.' I am anything but indiscriminate, even though I have had a lot of sex partners. I think it's an important distinction, because I feel that having sex with a lot of gorgeous guys is what I would describe as living life to it's fullest, and I think that people use the word slut out of jealousy.

That's why we never tried swinging until we discovered that the Internet was perfectly suited for it. I mean, how could we possibly find a quality couple out of three choices in a magazine? As soon as we discovered that sites like Adult Friend Finder have millions of people as members across the country and thousands right in our city looking for the same thing we were, it's not so hard to see why we joined and started fucking a different couple almost every week.

And as I said before, it doesn't make me promiscuous because I'm still very particular when it comes to whom I sleep with. My husband is less so, but typically gorgeous guys have hot wives and girlfriends so he hasn't had a problem. It's me that has a problem a lot of the time because there are a lot of good-looking women out there that date and marry ugly men. I really don't understand it.

Last night was a typical swinging experience and I'm happy to share it with as many people as I can so they might understand what swinging is all about. It started as they all do, with a selection night where my husband and I try to decide from descriptions and pictures who we are going to try to hook up with. It's always an experience that is charged with anticipation and jealousy. We have a lot of fun with it and grope one another while we go over the profiles. Sometimes I'll give him head while he reads the descriptions and a couple times he's licked my pussy while I did the same.

We're both very attractive and we haven't been turned down yet so that's been a huge bonus. This time was no different and we chatted online with a few different couples but finally chose a married couple whose first names I'll call John and Leslie.

John was a pilot and Leslie was a sales manager in a clothing store. They were in their early twenties and had been married for four years. They were quite similar to us, only ten years younger. My husband Greg is also a pilot and I work in a library for a large university.

We went out with them for dinner and things went so well we rented two rooms in the hotel where the restaurant was located. They were not new to the swinging scene and that was part of the appeal, although John's healthy chest and chiselled jaw were all I could focus on. Leslie was very thin and she had small pert breasts. I noticed that Greg could barely keep his eyes off of them. John was having the same problem looking me in the eye and I helped him out a few times by leaning forward so he could get more than an eyeful of my firm C cups.

In the elevator we suffered in silence, as we were all very nervous. The rooms were on different sides of the hotel but on the same floor. We agreed to meet in the lobby in four hours and I kissed Greg goodbye and told him to have fun. I knew I would. When I got John into the room the first thing I did was rip his shirt off because I had been dying to see his abs all night. They were perfect. He was cut and my guess was that he had less than three percent body fat. He was a little bit overwhelmed by my forwardness (I broke a few buttons) and he let me take over and leaned back as I pulled his cock out and got down on my knees.

I find the moment of pulling a strange guy's cock out to be the most exciting of all. The anticipation and surprise of it is a big reason I wanted to swing. Unzipping a guy's fly is like opening a present. It could be more than what I ever expected, or it could be a disappointment. John's was definitely more than I ever expected. I couldn't believe he managed to get that thing in his pants it was so big.

I worshiped it and kissed it everywhere and did my best to get as much of it down my throat as I could. He was watching me intently and I was looking into his eyes as I slowly took it as far as it would go, then reversing the process and starting over.

I didn't want him to come so I stopped when he closed his eyes and I felt his balls tighten up. I think he was just about to come because when I stopped he frantically helped me out of my slacks and panties and started licking my pussy with true lust. I came very hard and even griping his head like a vice between my legs didn't stop him from licking me while my entire body convulsed in waves of hypersensitivity. It was one of the best orgasms I've ever had.

When he got on top of me and slowly pushed his cock between my legs I thought I was never going to be able to take all of it, it just seemed too big, but eventually his balls were slapping against my ass as he fucked me deeper than any man I'd ever been with. A couple of times he hit my cervix really weird and I felt a bit of pain, but for the most part he fucked me with full strokes that gave me pleasure like I've never felt before. He came inside me and I could feel every powerful throbbing contraction of his cock inside me as he filled a condom.

We rested for a while and did it all over again before we showed and went back downstairs. We still weren't late, but Greg and Leslie said they had been waiting for over an hour. I guess they didn't have as good of a time as we did. I'll never really know though, Greg and I don't share stories of what goes on when we exchange partners. It's one of the rules we laid down when we started swinging. I think it adds to the excitement to know that he will never know if I was getting the best fuck of my life or if we just watched T.V. for a couple hours.

I can't wait until our next adventure. They just seem to be getting better and better.



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