Breaking All The Rules
My husband Ian and I have been swingers for years and it's been a blast. We started out with wife swapping, but now we have an arrangement that either one of us can fuck whoever we want. For years we found it very hard to find like-minded couples to swing with, but that changed when we bought a computer and started using the Internet to meet people.
It's absolutely astonishing how many couples are online looking for some excitement. It makes swinging very easy, and when we discovered how many single people we could fuck we graduated to making dates on our own. The reality of wife swapping is that there are a lot of couples with one ugly partner, and usually it's the guy (like Julia Roberts and her unmentionable first husband).
Our situation is a little difficult because we live out in the country. Although [a major city] is only ninety minutes away it's still very isolating. I've done better than my husband recently because it's easier to get guys to drive out to see me. I don't tell Ian about all my encounters because I'm sure he would get jealous if he knew the number of men I've been with lately, but I don't really consider it cheating.
I'm not sure exactly why I've been seeing so many men. I suppose it has a lot to do with convenience, but it also makes me feel powerful to be able to get a guy to go out of his way just for me. It's very flattering.
My most recent conquest I'm not going to tell Ian about, he was just so good looking, and I let him do anything he wanted to me. I suppose I should start from the beginning:
As most of them do, the encounter started as a whim. Ian was out of town and I was feeling bored so I logged on and found this guy in a chat room. His name was Adam and it was easy to tell he was an energetic person. I was a little disappointed when he said he was 22, I'm 34, and I usually go for guys my own age, but I thought to myself that it might be fun to shock the hell out of him. I challenged him to come to my house and said I would make a man out of him.
He took offense at the 'make a man out of him' remark and it was very cute. He said he was going to come over and show me what it feels like to be really fucked. We actually chatted for a long time back and forth with challenges like that and I said I would meet him on the road in front of my house wearing nothing but my panties. I don't think he thought I was serious.
I stripped down when I saw the dust from his car in the distance. I hoped it was him, otherwise I was going to make a big fool of myself. We're very isolated though and it was him of course and the grin he gave me when I got in his car was priceless. He put it in park right there and we started kissing. My hands explored his body and came to rest on his crotch. He helped me undo his zipper and I gave him a blowjob I'm very sure no twenty-year-old girlfriend could ever duplicate. To make it extra special I let him come in my mouth and swallowed every drop.
The whole time he played with my nipples and stroked my clit through my panties. When he was done I peeled them off and spread my legs while leaning back on the dash. There was just enough room in his car for him to pull my pussy up to his face. I loved it. I knew I was in for trouble when I felt his index finger slip in my ass, but I didn't do anything to stop him.
It had to be one of the most uncomfortable positions I've ever been in, but I had one of the best orgasms of my life. I don't like to admit it, but having his finger all the way inside my ass turned me on. One of the ground rules I have with my husband is that I'm not supposed to do anything anal with other men, and it's never been a problem for me because I usually don't like anything in my ass, but something about Adam made me want to break every rule with him.
After my orgasm I composed myself and stopped the momentum of what was sure to be an interesting sexual experience. I'd like to say I did it because I was worried I'd go too far, but I was thinking that a quickie with this stud wasn't going to be enough for me. I wanted to prolong this affair, and I asked him if he had any plans for our date other than showing up and fucking me in his car.
It was a nice icebreaker, and he confessed he hadn't really thought about it much because I'd promised to meet him topless on the side of the road in front of my house. He thought he was being funny, I thought so too, but I didn't admit it. Instead I said goodbye and got out of the car. I had a wicked smile on my face while pretending to be mad, but he couldn't see it and he chased after me apologizing like crazy. I love having men beg for forgiveness.
He suggested instead that we could spend the weekend together at a resort just outside the city, his treat. An offer like that was impossible to refuse, but it also broke another rule my husband and I had agreed on: we're never supposed to spend a whole night with someone else, never mind an entire weekend.
It was a weekend of lust, and I'll never forget it. We fucked everywhere at the resort, including beside the pool where I was sure we'd get caught. We also did everything we could think of together, and I even let him fuck me in the ass. It was nice, but not as good as with Ian. The rest of the sex though was very good.
I didn't make it home before Ian on Monday and that was a bit of a sticky situation. I had to leave my suitcase in Adam's car and pretend that we'd just been out for a drive. Ian grilled me for details and was a little put out that I'd fucked another guy the same day he got home (usually we fuck like rabbits whenever we've been separated for a few days). He forgave me though when I told him I was just too horny to wait.
It was tough fucking Ian that night after having so much sex with Adam all weekend, but I did alright. All I really want to do is sleep for the next few days because I have another date with Adam next weekend. Normally I wouldn't, but I have to get my suitcase back somehow don't I?
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