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How Did It Feel the First Time You Saw Your Wife Penetrated by Another Man?

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I'm with Chicup, I really don't remember. We don't stay fixated on each other while playing (in fact, guys who do are the Mrs. number one swinging pet peeve). We both stay tuned in enough to make sure the other is ok and having a good time, but beyond that, we don't pay that close of attention to even know the moment when penetration took place. It's been that way from the start.

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Dunno. I was too busy putting my penis into another woman's vagina. I guess that sounds cavalier. But you asked, so I answered.

 

Actually, I was OK with the idea of it and with seeing the act. It aroused me a little, still does, but I don't get all ga-ga over it. Like I say, I'm typically distracted.

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AngelandTiger....Great story and very well put. Similar situation for us for HER first time, but we were with a couple, and it appears you were with a single male by the tone of your story. Sounds like it was a great experience

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It's interesting to think back to those days and find that, like the others above, I can't remember. Our very first experience was separate rooms, so I never saw the first guy go into her. I think the second one was at a swing club and there were a bunch of guys with us in the hot tub. They all got to fondle and kiss. When we decided to got to a room, we invited one guy who had been attentive all evening. I don't remember, in particular, what he did, but we both remember that it was less than spectacular. We both regretted that she had not chosen another guy who had been in the hot tub with us. He was sexy and sensual, but was a late-comer. Somehow we thought we owed the other guy a shot. We never made that mistake of thinking we owed anybody anything; we took the most attractive, alluring, sensual one.

 

After that, as we became more experienced, I remember several instances of watching guys enter her. It was always a gentle thrill, as I knew she was enjoying it. That, after all, was a big reason we got into swinging. i.e., the pleasure that each of us took from being with another person for sex and enjoying the thought that each of us knew the other enjoyed it so much.

 

One interesting note: as I look back on the act of another guy entering my wife, I regret that I never had the chance to guide the other guys cock into her vagina. That may seem a bit strange, perhaps, because I have no desire to play with his cock, only to guide it in and then stand back and watch. But that's how I feel.

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I was feeling bad about myself when I read the original post, because I couldn't recall how I felt.

Then I read the replies. :)

 

AngelandTiger, it's a really good question, and the discussion should be valuable to newbies. I think the fact that so many of us (so far) don't recall indicates that the feelings were neither awesome nor terrible.

 

I would be interested in how those that had negative feelings addressed them when this happened.

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I thought hey she just met him and she is letting him fold her in and half and hammer her hard. I was jealous..

That was the truth.

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The first time was totally unexpected by my wife me. It happened when a couple who were our best friends were at our house and ended up seducing us. Since we were all nudists, we were all nude and my best friend was on the floor massaging my wife and I was on the other side of the room, also on the floor, doing the same thing to his wife. I glanced over to my wife and best friend and saw that he was inside her and the two were really going at it. My first thought was that it was great and pointed it out to my friend's wife. I then went from massaging her to having sex with her. I must say that as soon as I started having sex with her, I didn't pay much attention to what my wife and my friend were doing.

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Maybe it was because of the way I was raised, or maybe it was lessons learned later in life -- But I've never had any physically possessive feelings toward my wife. Physical stirrings, certainly! But I've known and understood clearly from day one that it's her pussy, not mine. I've had the privilege and joy of her sharing it with me, but I don't own her or any physical part of her. Owning her heart and mind is all that has ever mattered to me (and vice-verse for her.) If she ever wanted to give it to someone else, it's hers to do so with. Now, if that were done covertly, it would absolutely crush me -- not for the physical act, but for the deceit. (And she feels exactly the same.)

 

With that said, it was strangely arousing to see her with another man. And it was thrilling to see and hear her expressions as she let herself go and became completely immersed in pleasure. Pride is probably not the right word to describe what else I felt, I mean I wasn't contributing anything by watching. But I did feel an immense feeling of satisfaction watching her reel and buck through what was probably the biggest orgasm I had seen from her in a long time.

 

Look, to be totally honest (for which she may not forgive me, but we just got home and she just went to bed, so here I go...) After 8 years together, our love life has been less than spectacular as of late. I've had quite a few more experiences and exposures in life than she has, which seemed for a while to place the "suggestion box" for creativity and exploring right in to my hands. I don't know if anyone can relate to that position, but I will tell those who can't that after a while you just get sick of coming up with ideas and suggestions all by yourself. It can get a bit frustrating, to be succinct. So, the weekend was a great weekend of pent-up release, but it was also a huge door-opener for us.

 

Here's the only anomaly for me after a great three-day camping trip... We went for a late breakfast after we packed up and left the camp grounds. Well, she and my buddy ordered dinners that came with the salad bar option. And, after ordering, they went together to fetch their rabbit food while I waited at the table. Later that day, while unpacking and cleaning our gear, my buddy tells me that she slid up next to him at the salad bar with an evil little grin and said, "You know, I came like ten f*cking times this weekend!" Nothing else, and she didn't act any different before or after saying that.

 

So what? There is nothing covert or sinister about that observation or with her sharing it with him. Yet, that was the moment I felt the smallest pang of jealousy ( or envy if you read Fundamental Law's remark on jealousy thread. )

 

I attribute the pang I felt to it being our first time, and the thought that she had shared an intimate thought with him while I wasn't there. Not so much an issue of insecurity as an issue of not being there to share in the moment -- I felt sort of left out. Probably strange, but this board seems to reward honesty with advice, so there it is.

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It seems that most of us here don't make such a big deal of it but I, too, very strongly remember that night in 1975 that my wife was penetrated by a friend of ours. And, I say friend because it only happened because we both knew, trusted, and liked him.

 

He and I had gone through a Police Academy together. He was just out of college and I was just out of the military. He was a big, and very well built, guy. I'm thinking he was 6' 4" and probably 225. I was a tad shorter at 6' 2" and around 200 at that time. When it came to hand to hand combat training, we were always matched up.

 

After we became cops he and his wife became friends with me and mine. None of us cops had much money so we all took turns having parties at each other's houses. At every party, and when slow songs were played, it seemed that my wife and he would be dancing together. His wife and I would even joke about it. It was obvious that they had the hots for each other.

 

After a couple of years I got tired of being broke all of the time and got into sales. We bought a good 8MM projector and I'd found a copy of 'Deep Throat', which was all the talk at that time, and invited them and another couple from the force over to watch it. By the end of the movie the other couple were in a hurry to leave, certainly to take care of their needs, but our friends stayed and we drank, danced, and talked for quite a while longer. Yes, my wife was dancing with him and I was with his wife, either dancing or watching our spouses dance.

 

When it was fairly late my wife said that she needed to sleep and went to bed. He said he was tired too and ready to go home. His wife said that she wasn't tired and I really wasn't either so it was agreed that I'd give her a ride, the short distance, to their house later.

 

We talked and drank but there was really nothing sexual discussed. After an hour or so I drove her home and when I pulled into her driveway she, out of the blue, asked me if it ever bothered me when her husband was coming on to my wife. I, honestly, said it didn't and asked her if it did her? She grinned and said no, and that she actually sort of enjoyed it. Then she told me that they'd had a lady friend before that her husband had even had sex with and that hadn't bothered her either.

 

OK, the dynamics changed quickly and, after a couple of more comments, she asked if I would feel mad if our spouses had sex instead of just dancing. I thought about it a moment and said that I didn't think so. Then she asked me if I thought she was sexy and if I'd ever considered having sex with her. I, honestly, said I'd never considered it but I did like her and would love to have sex with her. I really, really thought I was just going to get to fuck her there in the driveway.

 

Well, she said for me to come on in and she hopped out of the car. We went inside and, as soon as she was through the door, she yelled for her husband and he came out. She told him what we'd talked about and he asked me if I was sure that it wouldn't make me mad if he and my wife did enjoy each other. I, honestly, said no and began to consider just what was about to transpire and liked the thoughts.

 

I gave him the keys to my house and his wife and I sat and talked more about their experiences for almost an hour until he called to say it was cool. So, on the drive there, I pretty much knew that my wife had already fucked him. When his wife and I walked in my wife and him were sitting at the dining table. He had on one of my robes and she had on her own. My wife smiled sheepishly and told me that it was my turn to use the bedroom. His wife and I went straight there and didn't take very long to make things fair.

 

When we came out the four of us talked for a short while before deciding that we'd all four go back to the bedroom. My wife and him began making out again but his wife said she'd like to just watch for a while. Hey, we'd just both had ours and were still recovering.

 

We were all four on the bed. They were making out big time and his wife and I were sitting beside them naked and playing with each other. But we were mostly concentrating on what was happening beside us.

 

That was the first time I'd really seen my wife's face while she was being eaten and it was the sexiest expression that I think I've ever seen. She was holding his head hard against her pubic mound with both hands. She, later, told me that his tongue was incredibly large and wonderful. While he was performing oral on her I couldn't help looking at his cock getting harder and harder and thinking about how it had been inside her so recently. I remember almost forgetting that I was sitting next to a very cute, and very naked, young lady myself.

 

When he finally began crawling up onto my wife I was releived because I was almost afraid that the oral was going to be all there was for that encounter. My wife had, obviously, already had an orgasm.

 

When he was completely on top of her and they were locked in kissing I wanted his cock in her but he wasn't making any effort to insert himself yet. I could see my wife hunching up with her legs around his thighs and knew she wanted it too. I don't know if he was just teasing her or hesitant because his wife and I were there.

 

I just couldn't help myself and reached down under them and took his hard cock in my hand. I'll never forget the feel of the cock in my hand and his testicles laying on the back of my hand. I used one finger to confirm that my wife was ready, and I don't think I've ever felt her wetter. I remember thinking that it was not only her being so turned on but also because of his earlier, probable, ejaculations in her.

 

I guided his cock into her and only released his cock when he was buried so deeply that I could no longer hold on without interferring in their pleasures.

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I so appreciate all the responses thus far! I'm really impressed with the honesty and the willingness to share on this wonderful forum. I suppose that this thread will be good for new swingers, but I see that it has also "stimulated" more seasoned swingers to harken back to yesteryear. I think what I find fascinating is that some men can't recall any specific emotions (or recall the experience at all), some remember it with vivid detail and strong emotion. As I recall mine, it was truly a powerful and emotionally taxing moment, and I had visions of the experience winding through the deep caverns of my so-called mind for days afterward. Even now, a long time past that moment, the mental image of my wife deeply kissing him and incredibly aroused, followed by the sight of his thick cock entering her very willing pussy is something that drives me into a tremendously high state of arousal. There's almost no image that is hotter to me. And yet, I do struggle at times with the dichotomy. I SOOOO love to see this and to see her pleasure, and it's an incredible turn-on. However, there is that part of me that does feel left out of something I can never share with her, and that little voice that says, "Will she be thinking of him when she's with me.....". Obviously, the energy of those "negative" feelings is pretty powerful, but when transformed into sexual energy drives the massive erotic charge that I feel. I'm sure that it's the same for a lot of men (and women); feelings of compersion, the power of which may be driven by the darker emotions of envy, feeling left out, NGE (not good enough), and others that make up the broad category of jealousy.

 

Make no mistake, my wife and I have tremendous fun in the lifestyle, and have no issues between us. We communicate in a most excellent fashion and when issues arise, we talk them through. I'm fascinated by the answers so far, and wonder also if you DID have episodes when the green "OMG, she really went through with it and ENJOYED IT? ("Why did she enjoy it so much when it wasn't me? I thought she loved me?") monster threatened to rear its ugly head, how did you deal with that? For our part, we talk a lot before and after, and the aftertalk clears up any issues that we might have encountered. We have, unfortunately, played with couples who did NOT deal with this sort of thing well...most commonly this has to do with one or the other changing rules midstream. Not "violating" them, but pushing for a change where the other partner reluctantly agrees in the heat of the moment and issues occur thereafter.

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Not a man here but I wonder if the difference between remembering the first time or not depends on whether the first time was a MFM threesome (the focus would be on the wife) versus a couple swap (the husband was distracted with the other wife).

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I'm fascinated by the answers so far, and wonder also if you DID have episodes when the green "OMG, she really went through with it and ENJOYED IT? ("Why did she enjoy it so much when it wasn't me? I thought she loved me?") monster threatened to rear its ugly head, how did you deal with that? .

 

Actually, no, I never had any feelings of jealousy or regret at all. But my wife did the next day and I think it was not only, "why did I do that?", but also, "why didn't my husband get jealous?"

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If the question was your first swinging experience I'd have a longer answer, but its not something I particularly think I need to share. Its basically erotic story telling and it was awesome, but its basically jerkoff material and the forum already has a stories section for that.

 

I think the issue is there wasn't anything "magical" about penetration, and as sunbucks pointed out, it wasn't like I was holding my pud the whole time, I had a woman to please too.

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Awesome! I couldn't actually see it but I knew from her reaction that he was in her. It was her reaction that I'll never forget. It's that reaction that keeps me wanting more.

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If the question was your first swinging experience I'd have a longer answer, but its not something I particularly think I need to share. Its basically erotic story telling and it was awesome, but its basically jerkoff material and the forum already has a stories section for that.

 

I think the issue is there wasn't anything "magical" about penetration, and as sunbucks pointed out, it wasn't like I was holding my pud the whole time, I had a woman to please too.

 

Actually, this WAS a recounting of my first experience seeing my wife penetrated. :):lol:

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Actually, this WAS a recounting of my first experience seeing my wife penetrated. :):lol:

 

I'm not saying its not a true story, but its still a story ;)

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I clearly can remember it mostly due to it being unexpected and it also serves as a lesson regarding how fast things can change in the heat of the moment and what happens when one exceeds rules quicker then the other especially when transiting from soft to full swap.

 

We were at a house party in the group room with two other couples. Man #1 and 2# were fooling around with Man #1's wife while my wife, myself and Man#2's wife watched. Though I'm still not sure how it happened, other then it happened un-expectantly, but before I knew it Man #2 ending up with Man#1's wife and Man#1 with my wife and he was suddenly on top of her and in her.

 

My emotions at the time were a mix. First was surprise since as mentioned we had both not agreed yet on full swap. Another was a little anger due to the fact my wife seemed to make no attempt to stop it despite the fact one of the last couples we were with the other woman practically begged me to fuck her and even though Mrs. Fours claimed it was ok, I knew her enough to know her permission was reluctant and I declined. Yet here she was doing something I felt I was denied last time and I was somewhat resentful. I also felt a strange fear, both in the fact this was the first time I'd every witnessed a cock other then my own inside her as well as the fact he was not wearing a condom. yet despite all this, I also found myself getting extremely aroused by it and when he came inside her, that almost put me over the edge. No one was more surprised by these emotions and the fact I found this erotic them myself.

 

I will admit I did have a little internal struggle with this afterwards only due to the fact of her reaching a goal sooner then me, especially since I came about empty-handed that night since, feeling I was given license to advance as well, I attempted to make out with Man #2's wife who, clearly not into what was going on with her husband and Wife #1, started crying and flaking out.

 

We talked about it afterwards and although we knew communication is the key in the LS, that one experience cemented that rule and once I allowed the positive aspects of both of us finding it arousing in our own ways overrule the resentment and surprise of that night, we agreed that we were now a full-swap couple and on our next experiences we got to experience it together.

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I certainly seem to be of a different mindset to some on here, but when my girl is with another man, knowing that she is experiencing great pleasure, it turns me on more than my own impending orgasm. Our first real experiences were FMF's with one of my wife's best friends. It was understood that since I got to live out that fantasy she would get to live hers out and I was eager to oblige. Like many of the husbands on here, I don't recall the first moment that she was penetrated by another man, but that experience was fantastic. However, I remember the second time quite clearly. It was the same friend and it happened to be his b-day, and I had been joking with him all day that he could have my wife as a b-day present, but eventually the joke turned into a plan. We both went to our homes and I told him that my girl and I would be over in a bit, but I had a contractor giving me a quote that night, and he was taking a little longer than I figured, so I sent my wife off to my friend's place without me and told her that I would catch up in a bit. A half hour later as I walked to my friend's house, I wondered if they had started without me, and if so how I would feel about it. I remember that I was turned on for the most part, but as I eventually walked through his bedroom door to see him fucking my lovely wife doggy style on his bed, I was amazed at how erotic I found it all to be! It is still one of the hottest memories I love to look back on!

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It seems this thread has been parsed down from the initial experience of our first encounter, which was how I originally read the meaning, to the act of penetration.

 

I certainly did not parse the evening down that way at the time. I looked at it as the experience as the whole then and now. It was a MFM so I was able to take in much more of my wife's reactions than I have in couple meetings.

 

Short answer, the whole experience rocked. But so has most every encounter since then.

 

I do remember posting about the strange mix of feelings it produced, but alas I have tortured the board so much with my postings I cannot look back far enough in my history to find it.

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The very first time? I was overwhelmed with both excitement and jealousy, like VERY jealous. As soon as he started fucking her I wanted to stop them, but I was enjoying the view all the same so I just let them go at it. It was so memorial for me when she came back and sat with me as her hair was messed up and her face was all flourished/red as if she'd had a real nice time. I always remember penetrating her later after she had been with him, I was thinking to myself how extremely kinky it seemed sliding into her after allowing her to fuck another man, I was having all sorts of "dirty" thoughts as we talked about it and what to do next. I was so surprised though! I couldn't believe how well she took everything as if it was all cool with her, I mean a lot of women would be turned off or disgusted at their husband for it.

 

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The first time I saw my ex-wife take another man's cock out of his pants, admire it, stroke it, and then ultimately suck it for several minutes before laying back on the bed, spreading her legs and allowing him to crawl between them and slowly shove his torrid hardon into her I was so unbelievably turned on I thought I'd literally crawl out of my own skin! I've always liked watching people have sex and watching "my own" turn another man on to the point that he sprays his cum all over the place for me is an incredible turn on for me, and for my now new wife who is just getting into the swinging life. I'll admit it does take a certain 'breed' of humans to not flip out and halt the action and then not only want and desire a repeat of events but welcome it.

 

Watching a woman get a man so aroused he loses control and ultimately cums, HARD, is a HUGE turn on for me!!!!!!

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It was fun! Can't say it rocked my world; it certainly didn't rock hers. The guy was young and had a great body but he lasted all of about 4 minutes. We still had a good time for a first experience. Only thing magical about any of it was that the wife and I had moved into a new chapter of our lives with lots of fantasies to explore.

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I was very young, inexperienced with swinging, but thought I wanted it as I was obsessed with sex. I believe I was 18, maybe 17. J and I were hanging out with a couple. The guy of the couple, was J's ex-boyfriend. He had banged her while dating her. We had spent many nights together having same room sex, with our partner. A little cross touching but not much. One night, long story but we decided to swap. I was way too distracted to enjoy myself. I couldn't keep it up with his gf. We tried getting off the bed, tried leaving the room. Nothing would work for me. Finally we just left and didn't try it again with them for several years.

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Old post but I have been googling forever for someone who has had the same "experiences" regarding their feelings of seeing this happen. Oddly enough I have not experienced this yet but the thought I find very arousing but at the same time I am nervous, jealous, excited etc... I want nothing more than for my wife to come out of her sexual shell (very conservative) which I know she has a sexual beast inside her to enjoy herself. For me... I feel as though I have robbed her of experiences as we have been together since she was in her late teens and she never had the chance to experiment. She is beautiful and sexy. I try everything to please but she has hinted that she would love some additional before we are old. :-) However I believe my better half would want him to finish inside.

 

Anyone have an experience whereas they agreed not to finish inside then the wife asks for it inside?

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The first time we met a couple I was more excited watching my wife with another woman. That was the first time I ever saw her have an orgasm by someone else. It was the main reason we met them. I figured more was going to happen but my thoughts were more of me being with a younger gorgeous woman. I had almost forgot that we chose this couple for more than her looks. He was much better looking than me, younger than me and bigger than me. When it happened I did get excited more by oral on him than when he entered her. I was worried it would hurt her, it didn't. I also felt better that I lasted longer with his girl then he did with my wife. Maybe I should have felt bad that she didn't get to appreciate him. Does that make me bad? Think we both got passed the first time. I do enjoy when she grabs my hand when someone gets her off.

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For us it was awesome.

She looked at me & the other wife indicating she's wanting a cock too.

 

Then the look of hope enjoy this as much as I do, & we seemed to be in who can please who the most challenge after that.

 

Sex after we swap back is always great, while were with our other partners, we are getting watch what we are in store for next.

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I though it was hot as hell!!! She was sucking on me when my buddy slid his cock into her, she let out a moan like I never heard her do before. She said later she was so turned on to have my cock in her mouth while another cock was fucking her pussy. She said she absolutely loved it. What we all loved even better was the DP. We did that several times before her and I split up. I would have wanted to have a threesome every single night so she could have more then one cock. I don't get dick envy. My but was bigger but shorter. I used to use pretty big toys with her too. Much larger then me. She always felt great too, never lose. A full gangbang would be pretty hot to watch a girlfriend have for sure then join in when she's in a frenzy for more cock. Love it!

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It was such a huge huge turn on! Seeing her naked in front of me and another guy then spreading her legs wide and waiting for his hard cock made me so horny. I about came just from watching him thrust inside her and seeing the pleasure on her face. It did not take very long for her get on her hands and knees with him thrusting behind her so I could have her suck my hard cock at the same time. So so hot. We've only had more fun from there.

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I though it was hot as hell!!! She was sucking on me when my buddy slid his cock into her, she let out a moan like I never heard her do before............

 

Think that's the "Whole different cock thing".

 

MrsZ thinks when we play she feels like a naughty school girl....

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But of course, that's why we all do and want to do this lol! Fucking is so freakin wonderful lol. I dig the thought of pretty much most all humans fuck. LOVE IT!

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It was the most amazing thing in the world. I watched her face as he penetrated her and saw the ecstasy she was experiencing. It was as if I were experiencing what she was feeling. I have never felt anything like that before. I am more into pleasing her than pleasing myself so when we have sex I try to make myself aware of how she is. I watched but also tried to make her feel good when she was having sex with him.

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The FIRST time was before we were married. We weren't even together yet. It was with my brother. My wife lived with him for a year in college before I started dating her. I would stay over there from time to time and saw them have sex a few times. I also knew he shared her with others. So yea, I guess you could say it turned me on to say the least! I went out with her for one thing after she and my brother broke up and ended up marrying her!….lol. We've been married ever since!

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My first real WOW moment was when my wife was getting fingered by another guy. We had just finished and he bagan finger her and his wife at the same time. She was withing around in ecstasy. It instantly made me hard again for round two.

 

The first time I saw her penetrated I was so busy with two other women I just kissed her really quickly and to check in that she was OK. Turned out she was more than OK!

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The first time I saw her penetrated I was so busy with two other women I just kissed her really quickly and to check in that she was OK. Turned out she was more than OK!

My story is similar. My wife said to me, "yes, I'm OK. Now get out of here and go find your own fun." It has become our modus operandi.

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The first time for me was also our first time swinging. We have been nudists for most of our lives and had our best friends where also a nudist couple over for the evening. They were very close friends and we were all nude and lying on the floor, my wife with him and me with his wife. He and I started massaging the others wives. After about ten minutes I heard something and when I glanced in their direction, he was starting to penetrate my wife. I whispered to the woman I was playing with to look over, and she smiled. Needless to say, his wife and I took the clue and started having intercourse.

 

It was the most wonderful experience my wife and I had ever had, and it was totally unexpected. Neither of us had any regrets or jealousy. The couple eventually divorced but we have remained friends with both. We still play with the man who has remained our best friend. Although we do not still play with his ex, we do get together with her and her now husband several times a year. Her husband if fully aware that I used to play with her.

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The first time and only time was just last week with good friends. I felt relieved and excited know this can be the beginning of a lot of fun. I didn't see the actual penetration. I was busy with my own initiation and smiled when I heard a familiar sound coming from my wife. I can't imagine a better couple to do this with. My wife's best friend and her husband. Our good friends. No jealousy from me.

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Was not my wife, but a really hot 21 y/o on our second date. We'd already had sex on our first date, in the same room where her rookie was having sex with another man. 2d date we'd had dinner & moved on to a apt & party. I'd understood this was a 'swinger party' 1970s style & we'd could be having sex with others present. She'd got me settled with another woman & then moved on to another male. It triggered mix emotions. My date was easily the hottest woman in the room from my PoV, & when he entered her mouth first & then her puss both heads were fairly inflamed. The woman with me picked up on what was going on, made a comment or two on how horny watching them "makes me too" & then quickly mounted me. That was enough to dissapate the jealousy, & it was completely eliminated when my date returned to me & sucked me hard again later.

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hey there..

 

i will tell u how i felt...and how it started...

we always talked about it even before marriage...so after getting married...we made an ad on craiglists..and had a lot of emails replying back..i choosed this turkish guy..he looked nice and sexy as she said when she saw his normal pics..

 

we went to his house..had some drinks..some music on...she was wearing a very short skirt and tight open top showing her big boobs...

after a couple of drinks..i wanted to smoke a cigerrette so i went outside in the open air..coming in back i found them sitting next to each other and starting to kiss..french kiss...

i sat on the chair opposite to them and i watched them..i was so turned on...watching my wife taking out his cock ...handjobing it...and then sucking...so turning...

 

then they both were naked... i couldn't help myself so i started masturbating on them...ohhh i remember i was so hard..then they went inside...in the shower room and there he started to fuck her so hard..she was screaming...she came 3 times...

he came after spanking her while he was doing her doggy..

 

i loved the whole experience...

loved watching her...and yes we did it again and again and again..

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Wow I love to watch my girlfriend get fucked also! Better if it's a big cock.

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Great post... I felt exactly the same. Seeing a good friend´s cock hard as a rock hover near her pussy. He rubbed her pussy with his cock, they asked my permission I said "if you want it..." she did and he entered her pressing back and forth. I could not almost wait for him to have an orgasm he pumped and pumped asking her if she wanted his cum... she said yes and he pulled out, she pulled off his condom and he started spraying her. She grabbed his cock and stuck it back in filling her with his cum. I could see it leaking out as he fucked her. Was a great site...

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Excellent! I was too in awe, not wanting it to end to do anything else. We often talk about it over a glass of wine or two. Nice to see a normally shy person really enjoy herself with someone she would normally never think of in that way. I kind of knew things were forever different (better) when his cock came out of his underwear and she tugged on his underwear and her legs spreading apart just a little more for her first new sexual experience in years. I wanted to film or take pictures but was too excited. Great stuff...

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I just posted about watching. My husband said watching me the first time was extremely exciting. The sex I had in front of him was not that exciting for me. I felt we were putting on a show. My first swing experience was in a different room and was wonderful. In front of my husband everything changed and I felt slammed, orally and vaginally. There was no romance involved. I enjoy being romanced.

I was curious watching my husband, not excited. I watched to see if she was pleased by him. I don’t know if I wanted her to be pleased but I wanted her to know that my husband is a great lover. I think I wanted her to orgasm from that point.

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My wife and I weren't youngsters (30s) when we met, so we were both sexually experienced. I had been married, but she hadn't, although she'd lived with guys twice, it wasn't for long. We were and are very open with one another, so we talked about all of our partners and experiences. Turns out she has about five times the number of partners that I had, because I was married for 15 years fucking the same woman, while she had one or two new lovers a year.

 

That was fine with me, and as my wife pointed out, I had way more sex than her fucking my ex wife all the time with her only coupling up several times a week. But anyway, our talking got me used to the idea of her screwing other guys and the fact she likes to rotate among them. So long story short, I told her she could fuck around if she felt the need. She was very hesitant at first, but after a while when she encountered an ex she really likes it made her wet. She didn't do anything, but told me about it that night (then we fucked like crazy) and I told her to go for it.

 

I didn't get to watch her fuck him until months later even after she screwed another ex. It happened once when he was horny for her, and she was open to accommodating him but she said for her convenience he had to come to our house. She met him at the door wearing only a robe, and after introducing us they really went at it. She had him naked and erect in seconds, took him into the guest room, laid on her back and spread her legs. She was so wet that he slid right in without her manipulating his dick, spreading her pussy lips, and wiggling her hips as she usuallly does for me and as I saw later, others.

 

How did I feel? Heart pumping two hundred beats a minute, stomach in knots, dick as hard as a rock ready to blow it in my pants, but my mind was calmly taking it in. Two things I was thinking - so this is how my wife looks fucking and she's doing it different than with me, I guess that's why she fucks other guys. You didn't ask, but the other big moment was when he came and pump cum into her. Intellectually I knew she had done it and so what, but emotionally, I wasn't prepared.

 

After they were done he had to leave pretty quickly. My wife was satisfied and tired from the day, but I was so excited she let me fuck her sloppy seconds, then come again in her ass.

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      Wendy snuggled against the comforting figure, put her face against the warm, feminine neck, and nuzzled her cheek, kissing it gently. Her hand moved without command to the woman's breast, and she felt the nipple harden as she caressed it gently. The shaking was easing now, and Wendy felt a little bolder. She turned the woman's face towards her, looked into her eyes, and moved forward slowly, anticipating a gentle and subtle kiss. The tongue was not stiff and probing like a man's but gentle, enticing, and exciting. Wendy's free hand moved down to the woman's belly and softly caressed the feminine rounded shape moving slowly downwards to find that sweetly perfumed garden where a secret lotus stem was waiting to be stroked.
       
      Hands caressed breasts and pussy. Now both girls turned on to each other. John watched, fascinated. He had never seen Wendy with another woman, and his cock raged hard inside his pants. As if in a dream, Wendy pushed the girl gently onto the pool table so her bottom was on edge. She bent down, opened her legs, put them on her shoulders, and snuggled her face between them, savoring the beautiful feminine smells and tastes. Gently opening up the inner lips with her tongue, finding her clit and teasing, teasing just off the edge, making her wait for the full pleasure. Female wetness was seeping all over Wendy's face as the girl was getting nearer and nearer to release.

      A few minutes passed, and the girl pushed Wendy off, got onto the table, and said, "Get up here with me. We can pleasure each other now!"

      Wendy climbed up, the shakes all gone now. Her pussy was soaking wet, and her breasts were tender with erect nipples and very sensitive. She lifted her skirt, revealing the stockings and suspenders without anything else. The two girls turned head to toe and started a frantic licking expedition to cunt heaven.

      Wendy felt a body get up behind her and present a long stiff penis to her backside. The man tried gently to insert it in her cunt where the girl was licking hard; it slipped in and thrust a few times. The girl firmly grassed it and slid it up the crack between her buttocks, tickling her anus with the end. Wendy's whole valley was wet and slippery. The long thin cock nudged open her arse and gently snaked into her bottom.

      Wendy's heart raced again; this was what she had dreamed of for months! What surprised her was that the cock inside her was giving almost more pleasure than having her pussy sucked. The combination was too great. A massive climax took over, and she nearly fainted with joy.

      As she fell over the edge into an abyss of pleasure, the man behind speeded up, grunted, and sank deep inside her, flooding her back passage with his fluids. Wendy opened her eyes and looked up at John, who stood open-mouthed, watching her antics. He had a girl on her knees sucking his rigid cock, but his eyes were transfixed on Wendy. She smiled, blew him a kiss, and licked her lips covered in pussy juice from the girl beneath her. John shuddered and spent down the girl's throat pumping his hips in time with his spurts.

      He gently pushed the girl to one side, staggered to Wendy with his pants down by his feet, and said, "Well, you are hot; I could not believe how sexy you are. I am so proud of you; better than my wildest dreams was that fantastic to watch."

      Wendy thought to herself, "Why did I panic? This is fantastic, better than the fantasies we have. This is real sex."
       
      A couple came up to them. The man smiled. "I am Tommy. This is Raquel, my wife. We just watched you and nearly came with you. Would you join us at the table for a foursome?"
       
      Wendy reached down and felt his cock inside his pants. It was semi-hard and big. She turned to John and Raquel, "Let's get together. We can play here or in one of the smaller rooms with a nice bed?"

      They entered the room together. Wendy pushed down her long skirt and flipped off her top. She was naked except for her stockings and suspenders. Raquel slipped out of her long ball gown, revealing a very firm 36's and a sweet little tight arse on top of a pair of legs to die for. She was near perfect. Tommy was muscular with a flat hard six-pack stomach and an erection starting to grow to full size as he gently stroked himself. John was naked in a flash, only half erect after his escapade down the other girl's throat. Wendy turned to Tommy, who scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the king-sized bed, his erect cock bouncing up and down as he stepped forward. Raquel reached out for John, smiled softly, and whispered, "Come and play with me and let me get you hard again. We will watch them while I regenerate your erection."

      John looked down at her fair perfection, those soft curves all running down into the valley between her legs. A golden pussy fuzz glinted in the soft lights. He reached for her and pulled her towards him. A first gentle kiss, lips opened up, and tongues tenderly searched each other out, exploring each other. His hands held her back, then softly slid down over her buttocks, caressing that incredible apple shape of her bottom. She pulled him harder into her body.

      As Raquel responded to the stimuli, her hand slid down to feel his penis, which was gently growing back to a man-size stiffness. Their kisses became more ardent, and deeper tongues were now demanding, not exploring. Hands moved over her body.

      John broke off the long kiss and searched her neck with his lips and tongue. She shuddered, and he felt her open her legs and move into his body. She thrust her pubis against his leg and started to move up and down. He could feel the wetness spreading along his thigh. John had now reached her breast with his lips and was attacking her nipple, which was bone hard. Raquel started to pant and squirm harder against his leg.

      Suddenly Raquel broke away and fell back onto the bed beside Tommy and Wendy's entwined bodies. Raquel reached up, and John dived onto her, gently landing without his weight on her. Raquel squirmed around so she was head-to-toe with him, with her on her back. Raquel reached up and grasped his nearly hard cock. She slipped her mouth over the head as she pulled back his tight foreskin and started to suck him to total hardness.

      John's head was between her legs. His mouth opened up her secret garden exploring the sides and little creases. He could tell her clit was begging for attention, and he made her wait. He felt careful with his tongue and could feel the hardness and swelling around her clit, which was now erect like a mini penis. His tongue explored her depths and penetrated her cunt, where he would follow with his cock shortly. Raquel was getting agitated and frustrated. She wanted attention on her clit, so John moved his tongue down the crease between her legs out of her cunt and down to her anus. As it reached the little rosebud, she shuddered and thrust her hips against his face.

      Raquel was working hard on making his cock whole again and hard enough to get inside her to ease that burning desire. She threw him over onto his back, climbed on top, grasped his penis in her hand, aimed for her inner lips, and squatted down with a satisfied sigh. John tried to thrust up against her downstrokes, and they found a comfortable rhythm that would gently build to a glorious climax.

      Tommy knelt beside John and Raquel with Wendy's legs over his shoulders, thrusting energetically into her pussy. Wendy's bottom hardly touched the bed as his cock shuttled in and out of her dripping pussy. Raquel leaned over and kissed him hard on his mouth while her fingers searched for Wendy's cunt. Wendy pushed her hand out to John, grasped his face, and pulled it over for a kiss. As the four fucked into each other's partners, the respective partners smiled and kissed each other. Raquel started to whimper like a small cat. Her eyes rolled up as she reached her first climax, and her face distorted. A moan escaped her lips. "Fuck it harder! Fuck it, my cunt is exploding. Ohhhhhhhhh!"

      Raquel collapsed in a heap on top of John. He rolled her off and crawled around to the other two. Tommy rolled Wendy off him, and she got onto all fours. John hit her from the rear straight into her cunt, deep and hard. She thrust back to meet him harder and faster. Tommy went for the face and slid his cock deep into her mouth, making her gag a little, setting a fast pace that could never last. Tommy grunted and exploded semen down her throat, pumping and pumping till he was spurting on empty. Wendy cried out and shuddered and shuddered as she lost it in a huge one. John followed a few thrusts later. With a sigh and a deep thrust, he unloaded inside Wendy.

      The three untangled themselves. John lay on his side facing Tommy, and Raquel rested against him, her head using his hips as a pillow. Tommy and Wendy took up a similar position facing them. Wendy was fascinated with Tommy's penis, which had shrunk to a little wrinkled sausage. She played with it tenderly, remembering how hard and energetic it had just been. John was exploring Raquel's inner sanctuary in a lazy, tender way.

      Raquel got up, poured four glasses of wine from a bottle on the side table, and brought them to the bed. They all sipped and chatted quietly, enjoying the aftermath of the passion. Wendy could feel a slippery liquid seeping out between her legs. She reflected on how wonderful the party had started and how much better real sex in a group was than watching and fantasizing.

      Wendy said, "John, I need to use the bathroom. I will be back shortly. Will you wait here for me?"

      "Of course, darling," he smiled and added. "Come back when you are ready!" She laughed and left the room.

      Three girls and two men burst in a few minutes later, laughing and jostling each other. "Can we use the bed or join you if you haven't finished?" one girl asked. "Sure, get on and join us," John replied with a smile.

      Each girl selected a mate and sidled up to him as bodies entwined and hands were everywhere. The scene changed from relaxed, easy caresses to hot passion. John was having trouble getting hard again so soon after the last session. One of the two guys noticed and put his head in his lap, sucking gently on his cock. The girls watched with rapt interest. John froze for a second. This had never happened before. Then he relaxed as he thought to himself Wendy does this to me all the time. I go down on her. She won't mind, so what's the problem? John laid back and started enjoying a new experience.

      Wendy walked naked through the large room towards the lady's bathroom, passing groups and couples in all types of contortions. One threesome had a man on all fours, the girl on his back legs wrapped around the guy on top as he fucked vigorously. Her head was bobbing about like a broken rag doll. The whimpers coming from her showed she was in fuck heaven. Wendy passed them and smiled. She could not believe how many different positions were being displayed.

      In the bathroom, a girl was sitting on the side where the washbasins were, legs wide open, washing out the fluids that had been pumped into her. She licked her fingers and said, "Yummy, don't you just love that salty taste? I just got too full after a big gangbang. I had eight inside me, one after the other. Some of the greedy buggers came back for seconds and thirds." Wendy asked, "How long did you do it for?" The girl said, "About an hour and a half. I am a bit sore now and need a rest to recover after coming so many times."

      Wendy left the bathroom and wandered down a corridor from the large room. She heard sounds from a room; she stopped and looked in through the open door. Nine men were around this one girl who was being fucked from behind by one with another in her mouth, and a few were by her head. She had a cock in each hand, and the others were masturbating around her. The guy in her pussy speeded up and pulled out, rubbing himself furiously. He spurted all over her bottom. Another took his place and speared her without ceremony pushing in and out of her sweet little pussy. He inserted a finger up her bottom, and she wriggled and cried out, "Fuck my arse as well!"

      The men pulled out and rolled her over. One climbed underneath. She sat on his cock and lay on his chest. Another pulled her cheeks apart, stretching her anus slightly open. He rubbed semen that had seeped from her pussy around her dark hole to ease his passage and penetrated her slowly. The other guys were in her mouth, between her breasts, anywhere they could get.

      Wendy watched the action, fascinated. This was what she had dreamed of in every fantasy. One of the guys with nowhere to fuck noticed her standing by the door and came over and said, "Join us, lovely. We would love to satisfy your desires and fuck you senseless."

      Wendy entered the room as if in a dream; her fantasy had finally come true. Three guys remained with the girl. The other six moved over to Wendy. She lay on her back, waiting for it to happen. A man's body leaned over her, his cock hard and erect, probing her face as he bent over her and probed her cunt with his tongue. She grasped that beautiful cock and sucked it to absolute hardness. Hands over her breasts, tongues in ears and around her neck, hands now everywhere. Her body had become one large erogenous zone. The tongue in her pussy was replaced with a very large cock which started slowly and stepped up as the rhythm became one for both.

      For the next hour, Wendy felt cocks in all her parts, fluids being pumped and splashed. Each orgasm she experienced lifted her higher and higher until she lapsed into oblivion and was gently laid to rest, covered in semen and a little sore from the multiple entries. One vague recollection towards the end was of two cocks inside her pussy together, stretching her and giving her a final massive orgasm. Wendy drifted on the edge of exhaustion, languishing in the euphoria of her greatest fantasy, a gangbang. She lay there with semen dripping from her pussy, running down the crease between her legs. She fingered her anus softly, rubbing in the slippery cream to ease the soreness. She felt wonderful.

      After half an hour, she got up and returned to the room where she had left John. She passed Mistral, Tim, Greg, and Susan on the way, heading upstairs. As they passed her, they smiled at her sticky legs and body, and one said, "You sure have had some fun, huh, Wendy?"

      She arrived at the room and stepped inside. John was entwined with another girl, and a guy gently probed him while the girl tried to get him hard again. Wendy watched her man and smiled to herself. "Now he knows what it feels like to be fucked up the arse. Once used to the stretching, it is yummy."

      Wendy called him, "Honey, will you shower and sauna with me? I need to clean up a bit?"

      "OK, babe, let's get showered and find where Tim and Mistral are," John replied. "They did promise us a special time together, but I haven't seen them tonight."

      Mistral took John to one side the next day at work and said, "I know you both enjoyed your first swinging party; sorry we never got together. Would you both like to join Susan, Greg, Tim, and me the weekend after next at our place for just a casual dinner and some fun?"

      "Sure, we would not miss it!" John quickly replied. Mistral said, "Greg told me he saw Wendy walking past him in stockings and suspenders. He said she has a fabulous body, her cunt dripping down her legs, and he wants to fuck her after dinner. You can have Susan and me together if you fancy. It will be a hot night!" With a wide grin, John quickly shot back, "How about six all together in the sauna then?"
       
    • By Spoomonkey
      I don't remember - in detail - just what it was that was said between myself and Marilyn that convinced her to swing. I know that I didn't discover the hidden key to the floodgate. But now, as I sit here thinking of her, picturing the passion on her face as she jerks another man's cock, I am flooded with excitement about the next time. But this is a story about our first time.

      Most people are sexual caterpillars, humping through life, eating off the same leaf, and waiting to be taken as lunch by whatever bird it is that finds us delectable. Some of us evolve. I've had the pleasure of watching Mari become a truly stunning sexual creature - a truly amazing phoenix on fire. I recall the long and sometimes frustrating 'raccoon stage' from the first talk to the first play. I remember waiting like a child for Christmas - eager and smiling, hopeful and naive. And I remember watching Mari emerge.

      It was a Friday night - our second at a club. I am not sure how many expectations either of us had - we'd promised ourselves not to 'expect.' We arrived early - when the TVs had not yet flipped over to porn movies and still played the Discovery Channel. Pretzel baskets not yet out, Mari and I found a place at the liquor-less bar. Our first time at a club, we went with a couple that we were friends with. They'd monopolized us that night, and we wanted to branch out - to meet new friends - to try new things. Nothing against them, we thought the world of those two, but we were ready to fly solo. So we waited. Unsure of how to talk to anyone - unsure of what to do next. I think we clung to that bar for an hour, Mari in her brown mini and sheer black top, me in a stew of nervousness that I hadn't felt since junior high. Eyes were on Mari - I could feel that. Not at all unexpected with her long legs riding a lucky barstool, gorgeous and generous breasts threatening to pour from her low top, bright green eyes dancing between a perfect smile and brown/red hair that could melt any man. I remember watching people watching us, watching them stare shamelessly at her.

      The club filled quickly that night - couples made their way to familiar cliques as a flood of single men made helpless attempts to get in on the play. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I was hopeful that we'd find it - so I took Mari by the hand and decided to explore. The barstools were doing nothing but putting our backs to the crowd. I wasn't surprised when a clumsily discreet gaggle of singles followed my Mari like puppies as we slowly made our way from room to room. Eventually, we found ourselves on the 'party floor' with a half dozen single men who tried so very hard to look casual but were obviously hoping that their choice of clothes or hairstyle had been the perfect one - and that Mari would snatch them up before they knew what hit them. Feeling a bit ornery, I leaned back against the wall, my beer in one hand, and whispered to Mari, "I want you to go down on me." I think the request shocked her a bit.

      "Right. Right now? Right here?" I could tell that she was feeling like a bad girl - she had the look, the walk. I knew she wanted to play - and I could think of no better way than to tease a crowd of men.

      "Yes," I said, smiling. "Right here and right now." I reached down to unzip myself as she dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had been hard all day, knowing that tonight we'd be here - chasing the 'unexpected' - and it was obvious that Mari shared my excitement as she took me all the way down with one eager move. Her tongue danced on my shaft as her head bobbed happily. Her expert hands worked on what little cock she couldn't take in, and twelve eyes on six single men ate every movement. I was - for a short time - king of the 'party floor' as the most incredible woman in the club sucked my cock in front of a half dozen. I realized that as incredible as this was - this spotlight on my wife's giftedness - it was just the first step, a cracking of the egg, so to speak - the cocoon was just starting to open. Mari gobbled me with abandon, surprisingly unashamed, wonderfully aware of nothing but her husband's eager erection and approaching release. I sipped my beer and grinned as hungry eyes locked on the back of Mari's head. I could have watched that scene all night long, but it was far too early to 'cash in my chips.' Besides - I got to take this beauty home - so I helped her to her feet as she wiped the corners of her mouth. I think I saw a blush then, but it could have been desire. Either way, it didn't slow her down. I was ready to head downstairs and leave this group to their own devices, but a conversation about something - I don't remember what - kept me in place.

      Mari was approached by a single guy, and I remember thinking that it would be good for her to flirt. So - I turned my attention to whatever meaningless banter I was sharing - and left Mari to her fun. I don't know how long I talked - but I remember turning to look at Mari and the one guy with balls enough to approach her. And was surprised to see them kissing deeply, his hand enjoying her perfect breast. I processed a momentary jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous of a woman as beautiful as Marilyn? What man in his right mind would offer such a perfect woman to the wiles of desperate single men? The kind of man who is so secure in his soulmate's love that he knows that no one will ever touch her heart just by groping her boob. And with that, I was over it. And my wicked smile returned.

      "Do I need to go get supplies?" I asked as I walked up behind Mari.

      "Hmmm?" She asked, somewhat dreamily, obviously ready to try her first threesome.

      "Supplies. Condoms." I said, trying not to kill the moment.

      "They're downstairs." Mari looked at her new friend, David, who was obviously willing. She smiled and nodded.

      "Okay," I said. "But here are the rules while I'm gone." I have an alpha male personality when it comes to swinging - provider, protector, top dog. "Just talk. No hands - no kissing - while I'm gone." Then I looked at David. "Break a rule, I break an arm." I think he knew I meant it.

      His nervous, stuttering, "Sure," gave me the assurance I needed to head downstairs. I didn't remember the walk to the locker room being so long, but the anticipation seemed to stretch the halls and stairways. But soon, I was back with an overly optimistic fist full of condoms and a hard-on that made it hard to walk. David and Marilyn were talking innocently, leaning against the wall - but seeing me was all it took for talk to end. Mari took David's hand and led him to a private room; I pushed the door closed as we entered, waving at the five guys who looked disappointed that we weren't going to put on a show.

      David wasted little time pulling Mari's breasts free and sucking on her long nipples. His style was rough, but Mari seemed to love the feel of this stranger's tongue and gently nipping teeth. I knelt behind her, pushing her skirt around her hips, and flicked her ass with my tongue. I slipped two fingers in her dripping pussy and felt her body jerk at the anticipated intrusion. Her hips rocked against my fingers and tongue as David pulled off Mari's top and bra, spilling her breasts into his hands and waiting mouth. Mari rubbed David's cock through his slacks, eager to find out just what she'd gotten herself into. Our collective passions blurred the room as hands un-hooked, unzipped, un-buckled, and soon the only clothes left were Mari's black garter and stockings. David had taken to his knees, taking his rough style of play to Mari's tender box as Mari resumed the head we'd started in the common area - her passion making her suck even harder, with more abandon. I thrust into her mouth gently, knowing that in her current state, she couldn't focus enough to keep me from going too deep. I watched her perfect tits roll as her body rocked on David's aggressive tongue. I switched places with David, letting him enjoy Mari's mouth for the first time. Mari gave a perfect, eager head, and I knew David was in for a treat - but I wanted my time with my wife's perfect pussy. Her long lips and deep folds are the perfect play place for big boys, and my tongue traced her outer lips through the gentle maze that leads to her dripping entrance and tingling clit. I slipped my fingers inside of Mari, curling them gently to find that magical-mythical spot that always seems to make a good orgasm a screaming one, and my tongue flicked gently at her oh-so-ready clit. I looked up to see David fucking Mari's mouth - and Mari thrusting back hungrily. I heard her cock-filtered moans as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. I quickened my tongue and my inner stroking, and Mari's mouth popped off of David's shaft. Her fist pumped him purposefully, but her eyes and attention were now focused on my face, pressed against her pussy. Her hips bucked with the beginnings of her orgasm, and her moans turned to screams as she came against my tongue. Mari fucked my fingers powerfully, her pussy sucking and pulling them deeper inside, and she threw her head back into the pillow and let out a long "YES!" as a wave overcame her.

      David knelt beside her, a stunned look on his face. "That was hot." Mari laughed at his grasp of the obvious as she pulled her knees together and her legs up - but we weren't going to let her off that easily. "Be gentle," I said as David went back down, and I brought my throbbing cock to Mari's mouth. I've always loved the way that Mari says thanks for a job well done - and tonight was no exception. David's tongue brought Mari over the edge two more quick times as she sucked my cock. Her body shivered weakly as the first orgasm had taken so much out of her. She moaned around my width but never let me go until her desperation got the best of her.

      "Fuck me." She said, her voice breathy, "Fuck me, please." I took her first, as David's cock hung in Mari's face, rubbing against her cheek as she thrust her body back against me. I pushed her legs to her chest as I buried my cock deeply into her. Her heat was tremendous, her body on fire as it lived out a fantasy it was so reluctant to even admit. David watched as I took my wife hard, thrusting deeply and angling my body to hit her just right. Mari gritted her teeth as she let out a strained moan, her fourth orgasm coming as a surprise - short but powerful. I pulled out quickly, knowing that there was one other thing that Mari wanted to try before we'd be able to call this a night. I lay against the wall as Mari got to her knees. She sucked hard as David pushed into her for the first time. It was her first 'extra' cock, and she seemed to shake from head to toe. "Is he in?" I asked, wanting her to process the reality of this moment. "Mmmm-Hmmm," she groaned as he pounded her. David fucked my beautiful wife hard from behind, thrusting deeply and quickly, racing towards an orgasm that had such a gorgeous build-up. And he reached that place far too quickly.

      "Where do you want him to cum?" I asked, stroking Mari's hair. "I want to see it," she said, her tongue flicking the head of my cock. "I want him to cum all over me." David responded to her wishes, pulling out and removing his spent condom. Mari rolled over on her back, pushing her breasts together and urging him to cover them. He had no problem doing so. David's excitement was apparent as jet after jet of his hot load landed on Mari's perfect tits.

      "Oh, god, yes," she cooed as he came. David let out one last grunt as his body jerked, and one last long stream of cum dripped onto my wife. I kissed Mari - realizing that I had seen her emerge. My perfect butterfly, covered with another man's seed. David collapsed at the end of the bed as Mari and I wrapped our hearts tightly around each other. We basked in the afterglow of an incredible fantasy, unaware that, for us, the night was young. We dressed, David and Mari kissed one last time, and then we left the room for the next adventuresome group.

      We fully expected to leave soon thereafter. Instead, almost unbelievingly, the stars aligned, and we had another encounter.

      Mari went to the bar, still sexily disheveled, and started talking to a single woman that we had met earlier, helping her fend off a torrent of attention, gladly taking on some for herself. Knowing she was having fun, I left her alone while I went to the restroom.

      I normally don't strike up conversations at the urinal, but all rules have exceptions.

      "I'm not gay," I said to the guy spilling beer one stall over, "but that is a really nice shirt."

      I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't meant it. Dark blue flames on white silk. Sharp as a switchblade.

      "Thanks," He said. "My wife bought it. I don't remember where."

      "Well - it's a great-looking shirt."

      The conversation eroded as our bathroom purposes came to an end, and we awkwardly took turns with the soap dispenser. He left before my paws were dry, and as I wiped the last of the evidence on my jeans, I walked out to put what I thought would be the final hit on my wife.I was quite wrong.

      Mr Nice Shirt was in the hallway with a gorgeous blond - tall and thin, with stunning blue eyes and long legs on high heels.

      "Hey, hon." he said, "where did you get this shirt? This guy likes it."

      She told me - but hell if I remember. I was captivated by her. Where she bought the shirt went in one ear and out the other, but her, I was drinking in till I reached the bottom of the glass. It was a nice shirt - but she was significantly nicer. I watched her lips as she talked and wondered what they tasted like; I watched her chest when she paused - also wondering what it tasted like. Soon the shirt was forgotten.

      But - I found out later - they thought I was a single, which wasn't their thing - and they excused themselves. I made my dejected way back to Mari - still with her single friend - still at the center of a crowd. I walked to the center and kissed her hard, because I could, and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to go?" She nodded and told me she needed to check her hair before she did. I wasn't the only one who watched her walk to the restroom - perfect hips massaging the inside of her brown suede skirt. I sat at the bar, watching what passed for porn on the satellite feed, and waited...And waited...And realized I wasn't enjoying the porn enough to not be worried about my wife...I wandered through the club, weaving my way between connections being made and broken - singles getting lucky or rejected - women being fondled or ignored... The witching hour had arrived, and folks were grouping off with the hopes that productive conversations weren't about to produce wilted results. And in the bathroom door, Mari had become the target of Mr Cool-Shirt and his incredible wife. They stood in a tight but respectful group, chittering like old friends... I watch Mari laugh at some witty thing and then look up to see me walking her way.

      "That's my husband," she said, maybe a bit too proudly, and the blond woman whom I'd already memorized turned and smiled - wickedly surprised if that is a workable combination. A three-way conversation in the door of the women's room became a spirited four-way as we realized that - not only was I, not a single guy, we all had much more than that in common; two pairs of soulmates on different planes of experience. Best friends who do everything together - who were about to drift upstairs...

      They had been to many clubs and had much background in the lifestyle, and as we made our way upstairs, they shared themselves in a way that makes the lifestyle so much more than sex. We drifted from room to room, listening to them talk about their "hobby" and how they survived within it. For a moment, the idea of "playing" with our new friends disappeared as these gorgeous people became so incredibly fascinating. It seemed like every line of conversation revealed more in common, more useful advice, more to like...And then she closed the door...

      "I like you guys," Kim - this gorgeous blond said, her voice going from friendly to lusty. "Let's play."

      Mari and I snapped back to reality quickly. We were in a swing club, and we were not going home anytime soon... I didn't need to look at Mari to know that she was okay with this. I'd watched her as she watched Joe's lips move when he talked. I had seen her smile when he touched her shoulder. And I had absolutely nothing to think about as Kim lay on the bed, smiling and lifting her legs to show a shaved and pantiless play area.

      "What do you say?" She asked, staring at me hypnotically.

      Nothing... There was nothing I could say. I was hers - but better yet, she was about to be mine. Joe sat on a chair in the corner of the room - thinking, I suppose, that he might watch for a while. But Mari was having none of that, straddling his lap and wrapping her tongue around his. Kim lay on her back, and I ran my hands down her legs, lifting her feet and helping her with the boots that she wasn't going to be needing for a while. Her long thin legs were, on their own, plenty to enjoy - but when the boots were shed, my hands wandered higher as I slid onto the bed with her, kissing her gently at first - enjoying her soft but expert tongue. Her hands made short work of my belt as mine found her small, tight breasts. She seemed eager to catch up with Mari, who had quickly moved to a kneel in front of Joe and was blowing him madly - her head bobbing furiously.

      I didn't object and let her push me over to my back. My eyes caught Joe's, and he smiled widely, dazed but certainly feeling every stroke of Mari's expert tongue. Mari worked his shaft with one tight fist and had pushed the blue flamed shirt up to his strong chest. She was moaning around him - and he encouraged her. The sounds were nearly as hot as the visual of my beautiful wife gobbling our new friend with such abandon. I could have lost myself watching the two of them, just experiencing the pleasure my wife was giving another man, but I was soon pulled expertly out of the moment as bright blue eyes looked up at me past short blond hair, and a wet tongue flicked between a wicked grin and eagerly tasted the tip of my cock...I looked down at Kim as she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock, seeming to savor the taste. Her eyes locked on mine, and her smile never failed......until she took me into her mouth, slowly swallowing half of me and then pulling me out just as deliberately. I groaned, body twitching and cock responding to her attentions.

      "You like that?" she asked, a trail of my excitement still leading to her lips.I just swallowed and grinned - and she correctly took that as a "yes". Her eyes finally left mine as she took me again, this time with abandon. Her tongue danced around my cock as her lips tightly massaged my shaft. Her hands jerked me and my hips rocked slightly, finding her manic rhythm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her expertise, my fingers twisting in her short hair. I could feel her taking me deeper until it seemed the head of my cock was so deep in her that I could almost feel it with the hand that was on the back of her head. Her warmth was complimented by a perfect wetness. She stroked me with one hand as her other hand massaged my balls - coaxing my cum from them - eager for a taste of her good work. I heard a squeal and looked up just in time to see a naked Mari tossed onto the bed beside us. Joe was naked as well - his tall, thin frame sporting a desperate erection. He dropped to the bed between Mari's legs and began to kiss her breasts, one after another, commenting loudly on her large, long nipples. Kim was looking over, obviously admiring them herself. She looked up at me, her lips still around my excitement, her face flushed. I smiled at her and nodded - unable to ask her if she wanted what Mari was about to be getting... Somehow she read me and nodded back - letting me go with a gentle pop - and climbed up on the bed, shedding what little clothing she still had on. I pulled off my shirt and settled between her legs.

      The wives were now on the bed, lying side by side, with two enthusiastic husbands now heading south hungrily. Kim's pussy was perfectly shaved with small lips and a perfect clit. I licked gently at first, tasting her fully... This was the first pussy I'd tasted since my marriage, and I was going to enjoy it fully. I slipped my hands beneath her ass to lift her slightly, angling her just right... And sunk my tongue deeply into her, tasting her as she tightened around the intrusion. She whimpered slightly and bucked - and I lost myself... My fingers swam in and out of her as my tongue found every unique spot that seemed to make her jerk with electricity. Her eyes were clamped shut as I ate her, and her hands gripped my head harder and more desperately, soon governing my attentions to just her clit as she climbed higher... Closer to the edge of orgasm. I heard Mari scream as she came, thrashing her hips forcefully against Joe's face, forcing him to hang on... Kim heard her, too, and seemed to catch Mari's orgasm just as Mari was coming down... One loud "OHH!" was all she moaned as her body spasmed beneath my feasting tongue. She jerked hard, holding my face tightly to her and riding her orgasm out against my tongue. I held her thighs as she began to land. She slid her hands to my cheeks and pulled herself to me. "My god," was all she said before she kissed me and pulled me back to the bed.

      Joe was on top of Mari, thrusting his fingers into her roughly, and Kim held me as we watched Mari cum again. Mari's vocal aerobics shook the walls again as she came a second time, right on top of her first one. She seemed to cum for minutes before she finally stopped thrusting her hips against Joe's aggressive hand.

      "Wow," Kim said, looking at me. "Is she always this loud?"

      "I'd like to think so," I replied, smiling.

      "I have no doubt, then."

      Kim grinned as she kissed me, pushing me to my knees. She crawled in front of me and took me in her mouth again, egging me on to thrust. I did so - watching as Mari laid Joe on the bed and then knelt between his legs again. I grabbed Kim's perfect ass with both hands and pushed forward gently, barely containing my arousal as Mari began to stroke Joe's thick cock.I heard Kim sucking me wetly, accepting my thrusts as Joe moaned with approval as Mari gave him a masterful hand job, puckering her lips around the head of his cock as she stroked him. My head swam for ten minutes, watching my wife and feeling Joe's. I was near the edge when Joe screamed out his arrival. Kim flipped around quickly, eager to watch her husband's pleasure, and slid a hand down to cup his balls just as he erupted. His first shot a foot into the air. Mari moaned, "YESSS!" as he came - excited at the sight of his orgasm. His hips thrust slightly as the rest of his orgasm ran down his cock and over Mari's still-pumping fist.

      He lay there - satisfied - and Kim turned, grinning, back to me. The only difference is that this time - so did Mari. I had four lustful eyes looking at me hungrily, and I knew that one of my favorite fantasies was going to come true. I was pushed back into the pillow and watched as a blond and brunette devoured my cock - neither of them losing steam. One would suck my balls while the other pistoned on my hot shaft - then they'd switch - dancing their tongues up either side of me as they went... "This is a vision you'll never forget," Joe chattered - coming back to his senses. I quietly agreed with him, watching as they pleasured me - unable to drink it in enough. Just the sight was enough to make me cum... The sensation of two talented tongues, two eager mouths, brought me closer to the edge than I ever thought possible... Joe seemed to agree, now standing at the side of the bed stroking a resurrected erection. But - I was the first to see them kiss...And it was almost too much... Kim and Mari's tongues soon discovered each other and left my cock to pursue each other. I was remarkably okay with that. Kim and Mari's passionate lip lock was more than Joe could handle.

      "Oh my god," he said to Mari. "I had no idea you were into that."

      "I wasn't," Mari said truthfully - and then quickly returned to what she swears was one of the best kissers she'd ever known. I joined Joe in the perverse ritual, not caring if they ever touched me again - as long as they didn't stop touching each other. Their hands fondled each other, their tongues twisted together... And the room seemed to heat up by twenty degrees.

      I'd never thought I'd see my wife so wild for another woman, but there they were, wrapped together, making out like high school kids. The scene proved to be too much, and Joe yelled out Mari's name. Mari moved over beneath him, her tongue out and eager, just as Joe came again. If it is possible, his second orgasm seemed larger than his first, streaming into Mari's open mouth in jet after jet. And that was enough for me... I knelt over Kim and let go of her waiting tongue. She excitedly swallowed what she caught - what she didn't streamed down her cheeks as I jerked out the last of my orgasm and collapsed beside her...I remember Joe leaving and coming back with a glass of pop for all of us to share, but for the life of me, I don't remember much else. We all lay together for a while - talking again like old friends and laughing. The biggest difference this time was being able to watch breasts jiggle with every well-told joke or story.

      We exchanged e-mails, hugs, and kisses... But I wasn't offered the shirt...When we finally left - the club owner was cleaning up, barely beating the sun, which would be showing itself soon. One of the staff smiled at us and said somewhat meekly, "You guys sounded great." I suppose she's right - a perfect encounter inspires some wonderful loudness. The night was a surprise from the start - we'd done more than we'd ever expected and made friends on top of it. And it was one of those friendships that inspired me to surprise Mari with one last step in her now complete emergence.
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