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  1. I'm Mistral, and my husband Tim and I attended the most fabulous swingers party the previous weekend at our new friends' large manor house. We were filled with glee when they invited us back the following weekend for another cum-filled night of debauchery. They also suggested we bring some friends if we liked. John and Wendy were a couple we knew from our charity work. They were young, idealistic, and very open-minded. We didn't think they were swingers, but the subject had come up in casual conversation. They were curious but remained evasive about their thoughts on the subject. We decided all we could do was broach the issue and see what happened. The next evening, John and Wendy arrived after Tim and Mistral. They followed the crowd upstairs. As they climbed the stairs amongst the excited and bubbly people, Wendy remembered the afternoon and that phone call. John's voice was nervous and excited, "Hi, Babe! We have a party invite from Tim and Mistral to join them at their friends' swinger party tonight. I know we have fantasized about this. How do you feel?" Wendy felt panic surge through her stomach, excitement flooded her pussy, and her nipples perked up hard. "Wow, that is short notice. What happens if we don't like it?" "Babe, I will never make you," John promised. "We both have to want this to happen. I am sorry to spring it on you like this, and maybe we should forget it then." Wendy said, "No, John, I did not say 'NO,' just what happens? When we fantasized about swinging, you said you would love to watch me in a group of men getting fucked by them all. Are you sure about that?" Wendy had visualized these events, wishing desperately that John would take the lead and say, 'We will do it.' In their role-playing, they often pretended to be at a swingers party changing partners. One of Wendy's games was to roll up two large pillows, tie a belt around with a strap-on dildo attached to the belt, put her large vibrator into the cup, and ride the pillows, getting fucked hard by the vibrator. John would come from behind and fuck her arse or go to the front, and she would suck him to a spluttering cum inside her mouth. In her mind, these were real men fucking her, and she shared herself with the men, and John loved the attention and continuous pleasure. In reply to Wendy's question, John said, "Oh yes, while I am having the same with two girls, one on my face and one on my cock, I would love it! Babe, I am sure. How about you?" Wendy gulped. The secret she had held in her head for so long was about to become real. "Let's do it. Let's go! Are you sure you won't feel jealous watching me come on some man's cock with another somewhere else inside me? I don't have a thing to wear. What do I need?" John said, "The theme is An Officer and a Gentleman. I can go dressed as a USA Army General using my dad's old uniform. You wear your sexy red top and skirt. You know, the top that doesn't come all the way down, the skirt with the elastic waistband hanging low on you, and your suspenders and stockings. No thong, no bra. You will show off your pussy to her best. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it!" Wendy replied, "I will be ready when you get home. Your dad's uniform will need a press, and I will prepare everything. See you at 6:00 tonight, darling." Her hands were shaking when she replaced the receiver breathing shallowly and jerkily as the realization hit home that tonight it would happen! During the afternoon, she got John's clothes ready, checked her dress, found the right shoes, and laid it all out, ready for later. A long hot soak where she shaved her pussy bare using John's razor and made sure her legs and armpits were perfect. Resting on the bed, she shuffled through the videos they kept hidden from guests and found her favorite, "Suzie's Gang Bang." A fast-action orgy video in which this girl gets fucked by five men altogether. Wendy often watched this and used her vibrator when John was away or working late. Sometimes when her cycle was at ovulation, her sex drive was limitless, and she would role-play watching the action. The action on the screen hotted up as the men were penetrating Susie left, right, and center. A closeup on-screen of pussy open and dripping. A cock slid into it, wetting itself with her fluids. It slid out, rubbed against her tiny rosebud anus, and gently but firmly slid into opening her slowly. At the same time, another cock pushed into her pussy. Wendy loved this part and rolled onto her side, turned on the vibrator, and sunk it into her arse. Her fingers slid into her pussy, working gently to pleasure her clit. Her hips were thrusting back and forward faster and faster as her climax built. She reached down and switched on her biggest vibrator, a black cock that was as real as it gets. The vibrator was thrust inside her cunt, and she moaned and moaned herself into a massive climax. Wendy relaxed, watched the movie, enjoyed the post-climactic euphoria, and gently played with her clit. In her mind, she watched the swingers' party unfold - couples fucking, girl-girl, MFM, and FMF at this imaginary party. Inside her head, she had been desperate to fulfill these needs, and it was finally coming true. In the past, Wendy was often on the verge of saying to John, "Let's try swinging!" She always shrank away from the responsibility in case he rejected the reality. Fantasies are fine, but who knows what the reality will bring? After so many conversations about swinging, so many nearly made decisions, and all those fantasies that included imaginary swinging, they had chosen to go ahead. With an overwhelming certainty, she laid back, smiled, and said to herself, "Tonight, I will fuck a roomful of men. I hope I don't disappoint them; my clit is tingling with anticipation!" Wendy switched on the vibrator, and her hands moved over her breasts, pinching her nipples and then down to her pussy. Her hips were rocking back and forth. She rolled the pillows up, tied the belt around, clipped the vibrator into the belt, and climbed on top, sinking the vibrator deep inside her pussy and working herself to another peak. She closed her eyes and started rocking harder and harder. Then, a voice penetrated the action, and John stood naked and erect in front of her. She blushed with embarrassment, and he thrust his cock into her mouth. It tasted slightly salty. He lasted about 10 seconds and then dumped the load down her throat, bringing her to a climax. John smiled and gently rolled Wendy into his arms. "You looked fantastic when I walked in and found you fucking your brains out with your vibrator on top of those pillows. If I feel as proud of you at the party as I did then and how aroused it made me, I can't wait to watch you fuck the guys. Will you enjoy watching me and sharing my pleasure?" "Oh yes," she said in her little girl's voice, "I will love watching you; maybe I can do a 69 with her and lick her pussy while you thrust in and out and feel your balls contract when you come inside her." "Mmmmmm, I wonder if all the girls will be bi? I wonder if I could do a girly threesome? Mmmmmm, I wonder if I can get two men to come at the same time inside me. That would be fun too." "Can I be your vixen tonight and play dirty?" John smiled and spoke softly, the care showing in his voice. "Babe, we will have a fabulous time together and with other couples or whatever, don't be shy to try what you want, and feel able to say NO if you don't want. Above all, enjoy yourself, and pleasure comes first," she reminded him. So back to the party! They gathered around a pool table, with the group laughing and joking about the action starting all around. Wendy looked at the two girls on the pool table with their legs over the shoulders of four guys who were licking and sucking nipples, pussies, and one man had her toes in his mouth, sucking them like a breastfeeding baby. Wendy started to pant. She could not get her breath. Her heart was racing, her knees buckled, and she began to shake. Tears flooded down her face. John cried, "What's up! What's up!" Wendy sank against the woman beside her shaking uncontrollably. The girl instinctively put her arms around Wendy and held her close, supporting Wendy against herself. "Sushhhhh baby, you are all right!" the woman cooed, "What is worrying you? You don't have to do any of this if you are afraid." 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?"
  2. Today is the date of Greg and Susan's party. After that fabulous swinging weekend we spent with them, I could not wait for tonight. I recalled Greg, that lean, tall, fit man, and his energy and sense of humor. He could look into my eyes and show his lust and wanting to fuck me there and then. Susan had a thing for Tim, who always loved bubbly red-blondes. They gravitated to each other, and I never felt threatened since I knew it was just sex and passion that was the draw. Susan and I are bi; we enjoyed getting together. There is nothing finer for an aroused woman than to go down on a beautiful pussy belonging to a girlfriend you fancy. Susan has a distinct scent, smell, and taste that I adore. I loved how the wetness spread so quickly, and her clit became a hard lump just above the inner lips. Anticipating tonight was making me wet. My slit was sensitive and needy, so I felt between my legs while working on my PC. Clitty was jumpy; she wanted to have some attention right away. It was lunchtime, and I was alone in an empty office, so I slid my thong to one side and slowly worked a finger around my love button. My bottom slid around the chair while I got hotter and hotter. I closed my eyes to imagine Greg had just slid that wonderful cock deep inside me and was starting to move in and out slowly. Two fingers, then three fingers, then four fingers. I was crashing about on the seat, nearly ready to explode. Just then, I heard a commotion up front. Damnit, I had let time slip away from me! The guys were coming back from lunch now, so there was no finishing what I had started. My pussy cried tears at that. This I knew because when I went for my mid-afternoon wee, my poor panties were so wet I just took them off and stuffed them in my purse. I finished work early and sped home for a shower and a shave. I was hot to trot tonight, and Tim said he would follow later, and we would leave at 5:00 to get there about 7:00 p.m. In the shower, I shaved my pussy bare. Rubbing some moisturizer in afterward, my lovely kitty started to tingle again. I gently fingered myself and twisted my nipple when I heard the bathroom door open. Tim walked in all smiles and shed his clothes as fast as he could. That cock was semi-hard, and he was still sweaty from the day. I knelt, sucked the strong-tasting male penis into my mouth, and worked him hard. He grabbed my hair a little roughly, pulling me up. I jumped and locked my legs around his waist, and that gorgeous cock slid in. My weight drove it deep, pushing hard against my cervix. In my state of mind, the pain reminded me I was a woman and had what all women wanted, a hard cock filling her pussy deep. Tim came quite quickly. The surprise of finding me in the shower playing with myself must have got him horny. To make up for leaving me high and dry, he knelt before me and licked me silly. Another orgasm crashed through me when he used his fingers to spread my lips, opening my hole and dumping his freshly-deposited semen right onto his tongue. We finished the shower and dived into bed for a rest before the fun started. The theme for the party was "An Officer or a Gentleman." Tim had borrowed his friend's old uniform. He looked stunning. I sorted through the shortlist of clothes and chose a long floaty blue silk summer dress I bought in India. It was the color of a fine Ceylon Sapphire, that deep rich blue. I thought to wear absolutely nothing underneath this time as we were planning serious sex tonight. The only drawback is if I get very wet and sit down, you can tell from behind. I had been in a high state of arousal all day, so I put on a micro thong to keep me tidy until we shed all at the party. In the car, we were quiet, savoring the expectation of a wild and sexy night together with our friends. Tim turned into the drive and slowly approached the house. It looked magnificent, all the outside lights on and music booming from inside. This is going to be some party! Greg and Susan welcomed us with a drink and a big kiss. As Greg swept me into his arms, a hand gently probed the crack of my bottom through the dress. Susan laughed and said, "Greg has had a hard-on all day thinking about you, Mistral." I broke free and moved to one side to hug Susan and discretely slid my hand down her waistband to a bare pussy, which was very wet with anticipation. "You have been thinking about Tim inside you! You randy cow!" We laughed and joined the men. Jon, Greg's son, was standing in the foyer with Penny, his girlfriend. They came up to greet us, and it was kisses all around again. I looked into the main reception room. Standing in the center was a man about 6' 5" inches wearing a Hussars uniform complete with his saber. I loved the tight white trousers with a good bulge. What a fit stud. Mmmmm, I will have him tonight. Men in various uniforms were all around the room, making me horny. Jon whisked me into another room, where a young rock band was playing. I cuddled up to Jon, and we danced at about one-tenth the pace the music was running. The party had started with a strange expectant air about it. The elegantly dressed were flirting and dancing, but nothing was kicking off. An hour passed, more champagne was drunk, and the noise level rose but still no wild sex party. What was happening? By now, we must have had 25 to 30 couples arrive and were mingling politely. Susan and Greg stood at the top of their beautiful winding staircase and called down to all. "Tonight, we have an "Officer and a Gentleman" as our theme. The ladies will be their treasures and must be won by a wager or being lucky in cards or on the upstairs casino tables! Follow us and be ready to play!" Everyone trooped elegantly up the stairs into the large casino, where roulette, poker, dice, pool, and blackjack tables were waiting. The women accompanied their men, sitting demurely beside them. I looked at one of the roulette tables, then realized that it was at least three times the size of a typical roulette wheel without a center pillar. A blonde with enormous tits falling out of her low front scrambled up onto the table onto her back and spread herself wide open. Her man sporting a naval uniform, called out, "Last bets, please, whoever ends up opposite her cunt wins her!" She spun around a few laps, giggling, allowing her legs to open, exposing a delicious unshaven pussy. The wheel stopped opposite a Colonel. He was dark, almost Greek or Spanish, slim as a rake, and tall. His partner was dark, velvety skin and plump but shapely. He approached the girl on the wheel and gently pulled her to the table's edge. He nuzzled his mouth between her open legs, and his tongue started working instantly, flicking at her clit. She pulled her nipples and moaned gently, then sank back onto the table, abandoning herself to the pleasure. He opened her up and rested her legs on his shoulders, making her arch her back. A finger slid into the crease of her bottom and fingered her rosebud anus. His tongue followed, and she jerked in shock and pleasure when he licked her anus hard. "Rude basted, like it dirty, do you?" she sighed, "make me cum, then fuck me up my arse!" Colonel's partner watched intently, one hand inside her waistband, feeling a wet pussy heat up quickly. She started pulling open her man's uniform, exposing a hard chest. Then, out came 9 inches of circumcised heaven, which was getting harder by the second. Colonel's partner, Mandy, pushed the front of her dress down, exposing two magnificent breasts with the biggest nipples I had ever seen. They must have been a 42 DD but were firm and bouncy, natural, not a silicon job; I was dying to get my hands on them! The naval man was round in a flash and scooped her into his arms. She smiled and threw her head back, laughing as he was diving into her breasts, slurping around those incredible nipples, making them very wet and slippery. A hand scooped up her skirt, exposing a naked rear end that was shapely but buxom. Mandy was a size 16, very firm and voluptuous, with fantastic velvet cream skin. Her pussy was framed in the most beautiful carrot-red hair, matching her head. Naval manhandled her pussy, pulling apart the outer lips and exposing a wet slit that was deep red from her arousal. The clit was like a mini penis standing up tall and proud. A thumb brushed the knob, and she shuddered, thrusting hard against his hand. The busty blonde was now on her yummy bottom over the edge of the roulette table with Colonel fucking hard into her arse. She moaned and thrashed into her second orgasm as he pushed in deep, shuddering as he pumped her full of his fluid, and they collapsed onto the floor together. As he pulled out, she bent over and sucked him clean, licking off her pussy juice and spunk with relish. The naval man (Colin) was now getting Mandy's full attention as she was on her knees, sucking hard on his penis. At the same time, she fingered herself, blatantly masturbating in front of the horny men around the table. Tim looked again and said, "What an arse she has. I will fuck her senseless right now, bet or no bet!" He came up behind her, dropped his pants, and, stroking his rock-hard cock, slid it into a squelching dripping cunt. Mandy giggled and thrust back, unaware of who was inside her. Lust had taken over, and sexual gratification was needed. I watched and walked over to Colin and pushed him back quite hard. He fell back with Mandy still attached to his cock and Tim inside Mandy. I squatted down onto his face, and he licked frantically at my slit. I opened the outer lips and slid my crack up and down his face in time to the licking. His tongue was murdering my clit, driving me over the edge. Strong hands lifted me off Colin and turned me around so I faced his feet. He plopped me back down onto Colin's face and bent forward, exposing my cunt. A huge cock probed my crack a second later, trying to negotiate the opening, and I reached behind and pushed it inside me. He thrust hard and slammed into my cervix. I gasped with the stab of pain, and then it slid deep into my body. I loved the penetration, hard and rough, demanding and desiring me. We rocked together, speeding up. After about 30 seconds, he clutched my breasts, pulled me back into him, and emptied a tremendous amount of semen into my rampant pussy. He pulled out before he had finished pumping me full, and the dribbling end was into Colin's open mouth. Colin sucked him clean. I was lying almost on Mandy's back, and Tim was still thrusting into her. With a grimace, he pulled out and leaned over her, splashing semen all over her back. I reached forward and scooped it up, rubbing it into my face and tongue. I love the salty taste of a good man! We all laughingly untangled ourselves. Tim and I shed all our clothes and left them in a bundle by the table. By now, the gambling had stopped, and couples were fucking frantically in groups. I looked down at Tim's cock, which was quite red from its exertions. "She was surprisingly tight for such a big bouncy arse and really could use her pelvic floor to wank me off inside her. Delicious!" an enthused Tim exclaimed. We settled down on the floor. Tim turned me around to stroke my back and gently ran his tongue down my tummy. I pushed my head into his lap by turning into a head-to-toe position. His hands were gentle and caring, the love flowed through his fingers, and he started to work his cock into my mouth. I could taste Mandy's female juices mixed with salty semen. He was less than half-hard, but I felt his cock perk up with pleasure. Tim opened my legs and probed gently into the perfumed garden with his tongue. The gentle, loving way was turning me on more than ever. We worked together gently, savoring the feelings and taking time to pleasure each other. Like a couple of teenagers in a parked automobile, we smooched, cuddled, and 69'd. Tim was returning to full hardness and was thrusting into my face with passion while rubbing my clit silly with his tongue and fingering my anus. A finger up my cunt, tongue on my clit, then another finger pushed deep inside my bottom. A thought flashed into my head. Could I take two cocks up my arse and one in my pussy? Maybe tonight is the night to try! I have often had one in each hole, which is yummy! I felt Tim about to unload again and squeezed firmly on his testicles to stop the ejaculation. He winced a bit as I was too rough, making him wilt just a little. To make it up to him, I slid my fingers between the crack of his bottom and penetrated his anus. Feeling deep inside, I found his prostate. Massaging gently, his penis stiffened and pumped my mouth full again. I followed him over the edge a second later. My cunt gushed a mixture of pussy juice and semen into his face as I orgasmed. "Fancy a sauna?" Tim asked kindly. "Yes, and a swim," I replied. "I am refreshing my body so I can really get the night on!" We strolled into a very crowded sauna. I don't know how couples have the energy to fuck hard in these temperatures. They were spread all over on towels as the floor was far too hot, and all the benches were full. We found a small corner away from the groups and chilled out for a while, savoring the frantic hot action around us. Greg and Susan appeared from a corner dripping with sweat. Greg called, "Let's get a swim and cool down. You two coming?" I was over there in a flash. Susan had small bite marks on her breasts and thighs, and she saw me looking and smiled. "I tried some S&M tonight, yummy. The pain made for a wonderful hard fuck and a massive cum. The only problem is I can't swim naked with the family when they come next week without answering a load of questions!" "Was it a couple of men that did that?" I asked. "Two girls," Susan replied. "One had an enormous strap-on with a vibrator inside, so my cunt is as sore as my arse. I need Tim's sweet cock to spunk inside and cool me down." The four of us slipped into the cool pool and glided naked through the water, splashing and laughing as we played like seals - no heavy sex this time, just playing fun between friends. I grabbed Tim's wrist and squinted at his Rolex; 1:55 a.m. It had been a heavy night. I glided over to Greg and cuddled onto his lap in the cool water, straddling him, wrapping my legs around his waist, and facing him. Greg turned to face Tim and Susan, who were mingling, entwining arms, legs, and bodies. Greg said softly into my ear, "Watch them. They are very close and have an affinity together. Do you think we should worry?" "Jealousy, Greg?" I scolded. "That's not like you. I know Tim fancies Susan like mad and lusts after her. Yes, they are in lust, but not in love. I know Susan loves you to bits and Tim likewise to me. I don't ever worry about Tim. Sex is fun. Swinging is fun sex with your friends fulfilling all your fantasies." "So I am worrying for nothing as Susan went hell for leather tonight?" Greg came back. "Yes, you lovely man, I explained. "Her soul and her pussy belong to you and you alone. She loves to fuck Tim but loves you totally. Now, take me upstairs to bed and fuck me to sleep. Bring Susan and Tim with us so we can all sleep together in that marvelous massive bed, wake up in the middle of the night, fuck again, then sleep again. That is what I want now." During the night, I remember waking with a tongue on my pussy, a cock in my mouth, a cock inside my pussy, and female hands all over my body. Paradise does not come any better! Breakfast was postponed until 12:30 the next day. We all ate with lusty appetites while chattering about what next weekend's swinger party would be like!
  3. Hello George, It’s been the first time in a long time Alex and I were at a house party together. We pull up to park near Susan’s home and we look at each other for a final check in: “So when you see me riding another man and cumming hard?” I asked. “I’m happy for you," he replied. "And when you see me get a woman out of her dress?” “I’m happy for her," I replied. "There are five couples here tonight, which means?” “You’re having sex with all five men and any wife up for it“ he replied. “And?” “We’ve all been tested , so you’re likely taking all cock bareback,” he added. “Yes, I am,” was my reply. We only know Susan and Edison. So, everyone else is new to us. We have the equivalent of overnight bags in tow and reach the front door. Fun-toned voices reach us as the door opens and for the first time that I’ve ever attended Susan’s parties, she’s not naked at the doorway. “Thank goodness you’re here," Susan exclaimed. "Everyone else arrived early and now, with some fortune, perhaps we’ll start early. And, remember, my favorite guidelines: Arrive as a couple, leave as a couple, play like you’re single.” ”You give me a signal and I promise we’ll start right away," I reply. "I just want to make certain I start with a man. I want to put on a show for Alex.” “I can always count on you," Susan smiled. "By the way, amazing dress. Almost too beautiful to slide you out of.” I look around the room and everyone seems happy enough and fit enough, which is nice, yet not required. Engagement and enthusiasm and worshiping me as a goddess are all I required. I don’t want to think too hard tonight. My dress is backless, jade green and pleated throughout. My husband is with me and I want him to show every woman what he’s made of. I want his flat stomach to deeply thrust cock into all of them. I can see that the man are all Anglo-saxons, there’s one Japanese, and one ebony-skinned wonder wife. I want him to have those two before I seduce them. Who knows, maybe at the same time. “Hello. I’m Sandra,” I say to the Japanese wife. We chat and ask that when things start if I could start with her husband? I grin and glance in his direction and his expression says, ”Please say I can !!” Her eyes slide up and down Alex and she replies, “I think it would a fabulous start.” I explain that I would return and Alex and I get a quick drink and I take a half a hit of weed from Susan (it’s too strong normally). This will be art for me as I want to be be sensibly stoned. I hear music start. It’s ,”Seven Devils,” by Florence + the Machine. This my cue. We had chatted with Mika and Sam and they thought my idea was a great way to start. I took Sam by the hand and led him to the center of the living room. I smiled a pleasant grin as I stopped near the center of the room, just near an empty couch. I stretch my arms over my had and swiveled my hips and Sam placed his hands upon them. I bent my elbow and leaned my head to the right with a finger pointed at my neck where was encouraged to place his kissable lips. I close my eyes and swoon left and right encouraging him. He nibbles my ear romantically. I certainly picked well for my first fucking of the night. Sam slides his hands across the front of my dress in a ‘V’ in front of my hips. He kisses my neck more firmly, and then licks my ear again. He’s a spectacular choice. His hands then slide to my back and he perfectly slips the zipper down my dress. I reach back and still facing forward, run my fingers through his hair for more encouragement. Then, starting with the straps, begins to roll the dress off me. My dress rolls further down and my breasts spill forward, revealing them to my audience. I hear a couple go, ”Oh, yes!” from the group. How spectacular to hear this. Sam’s hands slip over them. Sam's hands are warm and they make me feel amazing. I’m so happy he’s going to be doing me very, very soon. The dress slips further off me, exposing my bare midriff and back. I’ve attained some fans as there are some exclamations of ”She is quite hot,” and, ”Her skin is amazing.” Sam rolls the dress past my hips and as it falls to the floor, my panties, with his encouragement slid off me to the floor too. I step out of my dress and panties, completely on the floor. I turn to face Sam and kiss him, my tongue slipping past his lips warmly. I'’m unbuttoning his shirt; I slide it off him. Then his belt is undone and he anxiously pushes down his jeans. We’re kissing each other intently. He’s a very good kisser and we’re naked in front of everyone. I open my eyes and look to see Alex. Alex and Mika are both standing in the crowd. I can see how he’s behind her, her blouse fully open; her hand and his down the front of her jeans, unbuttoned, her pussy being stroked, as she is reaching back with her other hand, surely stroking his cock. They are both focused on watching us. It’s exquisite. Oh Mika, your husband will be inside me soon enough and then Alex with take you. You’re obviously more than willing to fuck this man you’ve just met. Sam has worked his way down my body and is now on his knees licking my pussy. His really good pushing his tongue over and by my clitoris and back again. It feels amazing. I’m not going to orgasm until he’s fucking me, though. That and I want my pussy wet with his cum. Sam kisses his way back to my lips, pausing perfectly sucking my breasts. His mouth meets mine again, his tongue moving over mine intently. I’m exactly where he wants me. And now we begin. I take Sam by the hand again. The couch arms are large and rounded and I lay the front of my body over them. My body is curved over it, my face gently resting on the cushions. Then, I feel him, just like I told him. He pushes into my pussy and I hear a “Hurray!”, from the group along with a couple of, ”Damn, she looks like a great fuck.” No argument. He slides his hands over my tush and lower back and begins a slow pulsation in and out of me. I’m so wet for him. I shudder for the first time of what will be several. I cum for him. I open my eyes and can see Mika and Alex on another couch. They’ve just started fucking . Her legs are wrapped around him as he fucks her missionary while running his teeth along her neck. Then, in one more moment, Sam's intensity accelerates. He’s grabbing my ass hard as the thrashing of me begins. Some people are still watching and start a joyful chant of,” fuck her, fuck her,” and it’s turning me on because the emotions behind are just so sex positive. Then Sam’s body surges forward and his hips grind against my ass. Inside me his cock cums. I am thrilled. Sam relaxes against me, his cock staying inside and I’m loving the fact he’s warm and I’m wet from him. We get some applause as people start getting back to their own interests. After a few moments he releases me. I sit on the couch and motion for him to sit next to me. He’s still hard. “I think there’s still some cum on that cock,” and I bend over going down on him, my tongue making him harder instantly. His cum tastes wonderful as he slides his fingers into my hair, encouraging me. I come up and he misses me immediately. Our lips part and I say, ”I’d like more of you if you’re up for it?” Well, this is not a man who makes a girl wait. He moves my body facing up on the couch and moves over me, kissing me sweetly and he’s in my pussy in one motion. I wrap my legs around him on appreciation. Sam asks, ”How did you know how amazing that ‘couch’ thing would be?” I asked, as he was in me at a nice even pace, “Do you know Edison ?” He replied he did. “Edison was my first swing partner. Susan had Alex off to the side and to herself. Edison stripped me in moments and bent me over the couch like we were and fucked me. It was certainly a first, having a man I barely knew take me with such intensity. I loved it.” Well, if Sam liked me before, imaging Edison putting it to me drove him over the top. The kisses became intense immediately, hand firm and a bit rough (which was cool) on my breasts and the fucking intensified . I wanted a good missionary style thrashing and I was getting one. I came again with a warm rolling orgasm. I wrapped my arms around Sam in a full embrace, his cock was hard and while I didn’t ask, I think he ejaculated into me again as his body again relaxed into mine. We kissed a while more, then sat up. “Can we be exclusive for tonight’s party?” he asked. “Now you know that’s not what this is about," I replied. "But you are wonderful and my first of the night. Can you feel how every man is jealous of you?” He perked up on that comment. “Besides, at a party like this, my last man is always Edison. I cannot deny him having me.” Another smile and off into the group we went. I was going to take a quick shower, clean up a smidgen, get into splendid piece of nothing and make myself available again. I looked into the expansive great room and there was my wonderful husband, now banging some large-breasted redhead. Good for her. If you want to read more, let me know. I did get to every husband.
  4. The door opened and the three of us walked in the foyer of Susan’s home. Jenny was dressed in one of my swing dresses. Pleated, shoulder to thigh, deep v-neck in the front, open and backless from behind. Her breasts, while larger then mine, simply filled it out better. This dress, with her body, cried out the words ‘lust after me.’ She leans in and whispers, ”I can just have pure sex and just about anyone will say ’Yes!'?” Jenny asked. “I promise.” “Will you select the first man to fuck me tonight?” Jenny wanted to know. “It would be a privilege.” “He’ll know what to do?”Jenny wondered. “I’ll have him take you just like he took me.” “Oh my,” Jenny smiled. And with that we walk into the living room. Susan introduces Alex and I, though most everyone here knows us. There are two couples who look new. They should be fun. Susan turns to me and I introduce our friend Jenny and I notice the men more than swoon a little bit. Her body and my dress have done their work. Things are starting in a simple way. A kiss there, a gentle arm stroke there. Lots of smiling and laughing. There’s even a couple in heavy terry cloth bathrobes. They may have arrived ahead of schedule and had an early romp. I see Edison, Susan’s husband, and gesture for him to come by. “Hello Edison. This is Jenny.” “Welcome to our home. Susan is my wife,” Edison replied. I look at Jenny and give her a wink. She gives a nod back of approval. Edison is no fool and he’s patient with the moment. I lean over and whisper to him. “You are completely cleared to take her by the hand, lead her over to the couch, stand behind her, unzip her dress, strip her and just start fucking her just like you did when we first met.” “Hello Jenny,” he says. He lifts her hand, kisses it and she smiles. “Walk with me, “ he says and he begins to lead her. A fair share of eyes turn to see this moment. There’s a smidgen of voyeur in the best of us, isn’t there? Edison and Susan give each other free rein at their parties. They never need to check in with each other. At this type of party they are truly among their finest friends. Jenny stands tall, Edison strokes her shoulder, moving fingers to lift one shoulder strap, then another, rolling the dress downward. She’s wearing nothing underneath and at first her breasts are exposed, then her flat stomach, then gently past her hips. She shudders her hips slightly as Edison draws the dress the rest of the way downward, showing her pussy. Jenny steps out of the dress and Edison lays it on the couch. Jenny leans gently back into him, arching her back. Edison pulls his shirt off and has his pants fall to the ground. He’s promptly naked and he’s fully hard. I adore him as he strokes her back, gently guiding her body to rest over the overstuffed arm rest of the couch, which is wide and supports her body fully. His cock in hand he does as he was told and enters her and pushes in as deeply as he can go. He draws back and does so again. Jenny is already crazy for him, I knew she would be. She’s riding back, eyes closed yet with a wide, teeth-filled smile as she starts pushing back into him with every thrust he makes. Edison fucks her and she lifts her body at the waist and he reaches around, one hand across her breasts, the other stroking her clit. Jenny is crazy for Edison, even more than for my Alex. I walk over to the couple in the white terrycloth robes and before I can say hello, Susan appears from nowhere and introduces me to Nikki and Michael. Susan explains to them, ”If you’re smart you’ll just start with her now. She has my seal of sexproval.” She then leans over to me, ”Your husband is having a threesome and I’m going to go and join in.” I can tell from Nikki’s eyes that she’s bi. Lucky me. I lean in to kiss and she returns my intentions, licking my lips. As we start moving against each others bodies, I reach to her husband, through his bathrobe, and start stroking his cock as his wife lets her robe simply fall to the floor. She’s one of the most beautiful women I’ve had the opportunity to get naked. I certainly hope Alex gets to have her later. It’s rare that I describe a woman this way, yet, ”What a rack!” Nikki takes my hand and moves it to her pussy. I curve fingers into her as she grabs my hand pushing it even more deeply into her. My other hand pumps the surface of her breast and she’s grabbing my ass with both hands as I’m very nearly fisting her. I’m still reaching behind me stroking Michael’s ever hardening cock. He’s kissing my neck at the side being very careful not to interrupt his wife’s attentions to me. As Nikki starts undoing my blouse, a Michael unzips my jeans. Both are merely surface layers. Cool air hits my warm skin as both are elegantly drawn off me. There’s a massive sectional couch in the next room and we go there. I’m sprawled out and Nikki is completely over my body in short order. Kissing my neck and rubbing my neck as I continue the effort with fingers curled up inside her. Good girl. Michael straddles her from behind. I hear her almost chirp like a woman being newly penetrated, but I can’t feel his cock. Then I realize it. He’s buttfucking her while I nearly fist her. She’s taking her husband like a pro and my hands is wet with her pussy and my lips dripping from her tongue. I think she likes me. Nikki is amazing. She’s coming hard and not letting up on me. She gasps to her husband who is totally giving her an ass thrashing to give her a moment. Michael says he’ll clean up his cock and be right back. I’m glad because if I don’t fuck him soon I’m going to go insane. I’m so wound up. “Is it okay if I just kiss you?” she asks. "Of course," I agree and she melts her body into mine. Lips everywhere and fingers in my hair. I decide to go to it and stoke her pussy jack hammer style and she cums hard. As her body shudders I plunge my fingers completely into her again and she shakes and cums even more. She is so pretty. “Thank you. I love it, but getting it the ass is exhausting,” she explains. We chat and caress each other’s bodies. I tell her that when her husband gets back I’ll put on a show for her. Michael returns and I have Nikki roll to one side. I get on all fours and Michael grabs my hips; he’s in charge. As he enters me, he begins stroking my clit with one hand, his other hand is around my breasts and he pulls me back, hard and fast and he starts giving me my first fuck of the evening. I say out loud to him, ”I want you to take me.” ———————————————— Susan kisses me and says,”Remember what happened the first time we kissed?” With that I knew to fall to my knees and leaned forward stroking her legs as my tongue presses against her pussy, my tongue moving into her and tasting her wet. Like before, she runs her fingers into my hair, and pulls my head more closely against her. I open my mouth and totally engulf her pussy. I’m remembering my first moment realizing I was bisexual and reliving it going down on the same woman. It’s incredibly arousing. This time, though, it’s not a new experience and I know so much more. I’m still licking her and push two fingers up and into her to stroke her g-spot. —————————————— Ray is in his 50’s and I’ve had sex with him in the past. Once at a house party, twice; the other time we ran into each other and with my husband’s permission, with full abandon, got a hotel and fucked away an afternoon. It had been a couple of years since those amazingly great sexual experiences. Now he was here with his new wife. She is his age and looking great in a Mrs McCain sort of way. In other words, she rocked. As I said hello and he introduced his wife I was just thrilled for him and greeted her with a big hug and a smile. Without missing a beat he explained to her that we had met and played in the lifestyle in the past. Ray explained that Madeline had tried a couple of foursomes in the last year and this house party was new type of experience for her. They were both wearing the heavy white terry cloth bathrobes that had been provided for everyone. Madeline did not shy away from the conversation, and at that moment Alex walked up and gave me a hug at the waist, clearly claiming me as his wife. At that point Madeline said, ”And you would be the husband?” We made quick introductions of Alex as she continued, ”I’m not a prude, I’ve just never been walking around naked at a party before. And, ya know, I’m not the youngest woman here if you know what I mean.” Alex didn’t miss a beat, ”Yet certainly one of the most exquisite.” Oh my god, he wants to fuck her. How fun. We continued chatting, yet there’s that fine line between being sexually suggestive and being boorish. No one had crossed it, and we were perfectly positioned in the room to nearly have a private chat, while being in a public environment in the house. Of course I had a keen understanding of Ray and could pick up on his cues. In many ways, what happened next was up to Madeline and Alex, as any suggestions from Ray and I might appear self-serving. Alex began, ”For me, I soon realized I could be naked in a room, yet so focused on a woman I was oblivious. By the time I truly realized it, it was no big deal. I think you might find the same to be true.” And then he really took charge, ”I think we already know that Ray and Sandra enjoy each other. I know we’ve just met, yet I’d love to give it a go by kissing you and slowly slipping you out of your robe and it becomes too much, we all get a nice private room upstairs.” “I’d like to try that,” Madeline replied. Now before anyone thinks it too incredible. Alex is about thirty years younger than Madeline, looking really great, and wearing only a long towel. So, if she is really there to have sex, he’s not a bad choice to take from the room. Alex leans in to kiss her and she welcomes his body closer to hers. She leans back, composes herself, and says, ”Okay, he’s a really good kisser,” and laughs. Alex leans closer to her ear and I can just hear him say, ”In a few moments when I’m kissing and inside you, you’ll be even happier.” With that he kisses her and her hands move up to his shoulder, with one stroking his neck as he kisses her neck harder. I know he’s running his teeth along her skin, feeling her breath more heavily now. One of the most fun things in Swinging is watching a woman just melt into a man she barely knows who will be bringing her to orgasm. Alex gathers the front of her robe, yet exposes her shoulders as he kisses her mouth again. Her tongue is fully open his mouth. And she reaches his towel and it falls away as she strokes Alex’s very aroused cock. The robe has lowered itself further, her breasts are now exposed to the tops of her nipples. Her closest moment to public nudity. Ray is standing behind me and I turn to face him, just above a whisper I tell him, cupping his ear to my mouth, ”Thank you for letting Madeline have Alex. Take me any way you want.” I absolutely knew what was coming and I adored him for it. He unzipped my dress and his hands slid along he skin of my back, then to the flesh of my stomach with one hand moving to my breasts and the other finding me so wet and stroking my clitoris. He knew how to work me quickly. I like that in a man. Alex had Madeline’s robe to her waist, her naked torso with flat stomach looking just great. I could see other men looking her direction and I just knew they regret not being her first of the evening. That was my husband’s job. With a hand massaging each breasts, her own body writhing, she slid Alex’s cock into her and he pushed deeply. Madeline immediately grabbed his ass and wrapped her legs around him. It was perhaps five minutes from first kiss to entering her. Ray had now peeled my dress away and was licking my ass and rimming me. tongue hard against my ass he was driving me insane by spanking my pussy at the same time. His saliva filled my asshole and then he stood up behind me, robe completely off and I calmed my body, closed my eyes as his cock first rubbed against my asshole, I whispered aloud, ”do it,” and into my ass he went. …more later
  5. We really hunkered down and stayed in and away from people since March of 2019 over this Covid thing. With distancing and mask use, it has been the healthiest we may have ever been with no colds or flu either. We actually stopped all “activities” with others! Our 6-month physical checkups and lab work the past 2 1/2 years are good and we seem to have avoided HPV problems like some of our friends have. We are now completely exhibitionist/nudist in the right venue, not even soft swing... completely no touch with regular checkups! Robb’s friends Geoff and Marti, the ones owning several small-town bar grills in the area, a nice steakhouse and of all things, a nude stripper club, the L and L, in a small town 40 miles away, invited friends, business associates, and some key employees to an end of summer house party on the bluff overlooking the river. The party theme was Bathing Suites, lingerie and Less. Their home is fairly new, really large and modern, with an in-ground dozen people or more spa/pool, walk out patio, etc. The party location is very rural, gated and very private. We understood they had invited about 50 guests (hoping for 30 or so to accept). They arranged to have one of their younger bartenders and his wife take care of drinks. They had their restaurant assistant manager and her husband handle snacks and food. Their restaurant assistant manager, Haley, had started working for Geoff as a fill-in house dancer a the L&L when needed, working as a floating fill-in worker at their other business before being promoted. Robb and I had seen and visited with her several times at the L&L in the past few years. One of their maintenance men and his wife were there to keep everything working, clean towel piles replenished, sheets changed, etc. Since it was end of summer, our tans were starting to fade, and an end of summer party after so long sounded good since the Omicron Wave of Covid was about over, masks were not being required, and a new wave had not started yet... For lingerie, I had a new red bra and pantie set with red heels that went with them. Robb was sticking with his surfer swimsuit and a Tommy B. shirt and sandals. I picked a tight, very short, grey-colored skirt and short shrug/vest to cover my shoulders but not even close to closing in the front to leave my back, breasts and stomach exposed. The Saturday afternoon of the party, I went to the salon and had toe and finger nails all done, a bit of air brushing to even skin tones, hair done, etc. Robb and I had a light dinner at home, I finished my makeup, heavy on eye shadow, we left on the hour drive to the party house. We found the house about 9 PM, and it was beginning to be twilight already. We had to park quite a ways down the curving gravel drive. I slipped on red sandals and put my heels and misc. supplies into a small beach bag for Robb to carry. He reached under his cowboy Cadillac front left fender and put his money clip and key fob on top of the tire. Hand in hand we walked up the drive. It is quite a house. Entering the front foyer, I stopped and put my sandals in the bag and put my red heels on. It’s painful sometimes to be beautiful, LOL.. The stairs straight ahead lead up to the second floor and a pair of stairs to either side lead to the lower-level walkout party room. The whole south side of the party room opens to the patio strung with LED light strands. Tables and chairs straight out on the patio, with the spa/pool to the left and a king-sized sheeted mattress to the left under a ballroom light ball (LOL). Two bedrooms down a hallway were available for private play activity. Bump, bump music was playing! Very tacky and hot, LOL. Robb got an iced tea in a rocks glass and I got a sprite in a Collins glass. We placed our beach bag under a table and staked out chairs before circulating. We very casually knew only a few people present, so we were not uncomfortable at all. Geoff and Marti greeted us and walked us around introducing us to their banker, real estate man, liquor distributor, lawyers and friends. Quite a group! Four couples were in the spa, some nude. A couple dozen other people were around in small groups visiting. Some people were dressy casual like for a county club patio party, several were in swimsuits, 4 or 5 women were in very revealing party dresses and 8 or 9 women were in lingerie. The men were all in shorts or swimsuits except for the guys in the spa pool. Every class of body type, weight and height were represented, so things were comfortable and very normal people-wise. In minutes, I had my skirt and shrug/vest off and hanging on our chairs. Lingerie and heels were good! By about 10 PM, patio lights had been turned down to mood lighting levels. There were people feeling each other up here and there. Couples were going to the private bedrooms in the house. At the spa/pool a couple of women were sucking a couple of guys' cocks. I had ditched the heels for my comfortable sandals. Robb and I were still drinking iced tea and sprite, standing to the side with others and watching a young athletic couple go at it on the mattress. It was quite the show with lots of changing of positions as guests on loungers and guests standing watched. It’s all in the lighting! When Robb went to get another glass of iced tea, I stopped by our table and removed my bra. It was definitely a hard nipple night. When Robb got back, I was standing behind an empty lounger at the mattress. The maintenance man and his wife were changing the fitted sheet. Robb sat and pulled me down on his lap. Playing with my right nipple he moved to my panties and I stopped him. I didn’t want them stretched, so I stood up and slid them down and stepped out of them and sat back down. He gently stroked my trimmed little tuft landing strip and flicked my slippery wet clit. I had my hand gripping his cock tented up swimsuit. He whispered in my ear, “Should we?” We both stood up, he dropped his suit and we moved to the mattress. He held my hands and lowered me back on to the mattress, and we crawled to the center of the king-sized mattress. The ballroom ball above the mattress was rotating and throwing small beams out. This was seriously tacky, or was it kinky? Knowing Robb, I knew he could pop fast when he’s on top, so I pulled and pushed him back and moved on to him cowgirl style. His cock slipped right in. I bounced and pumped on him, and when I opened my eyes, I was facing a watching couple on a lounger 6 feet away. Glancing right and left as I rode Robb, there were at least 4 other couples watching. The man gave me a thumbs up… Oh Wow… Keeping my eyed mostly closed, I slid back down a bit so I could work my clit against Robb’s cock. This was probably the fastest intercourse orgasm I ever had. After laying on Robb a bit, I then rolled off and he rolled on top and started pumping away... he was smarter than I was, he was facing 90 degrees away from the watching audience. He didn’t last a couple minutes, before shooting a two-spurt load and was done.This definitely was sex, not making love….or was it making lust? LOL We crawled off the mattress, trying not to make eye contact with others or a mess, got our beach bag and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Robb pulled his swimsuit back on and put his TB shirt on using one button. I slipped into my tight short skirt and pulled the shrug/vest on without underwear with my boobs on full display. Did I mention hard nipples! We headed back out to the party and circulated to say goodbye and thank you as it was almost midnight, and we had almost an hour’s drive home. Back to the pickup, Robb reached under and got his money clip and key fob. I spread a towel on my seat and hiked the skirt up.We rode home with my boobs and puss on display for Robb. We were home a little after 1 AM and in bed sound asleep by 2 AM… It had been a good, long, enjoyable and fun day! Julie&Robb
  6. Saturday night, club night, party night. Something we look forward to twice a month. We more often attend both but as it turned out the last three we had missed out on due to family obligations or just plain life in general. For us more often than not it’s just a super casual evening spent with close friends, intimate friends, many of whom we have known for a number of years. Some go as far back as when we hosted our own parties many many years ago. As luck would have it tonight my better half was not feeling well and didn’t want to attend the party that evening. She did insist that I go. My first thought was I should stay home, care for her and keep her company. She said she was just tired and would be fine that I should go. After getting settled in for the night, tea and snacks I readied my self for the evening ahead. Our lifestyle had matured over the last few decades to allow a deep trust between us. Growing from just ourselves together in an open room to softswap, same room couples then onto fantasy realization and any and everything in between to eventually include solo play, multiple partners and poly experiences. Share and be shared. The trust and loyalty that we developed over a lifetime together did away with any form of jealousy and was replaced by a deep seeded trust and loyalty to one another. An understanding and acceptance that we might have some feelings and a deeper connection with certain people in our lives, this is a positive. We both know that neither of us would ever jeopardize our relationship let alone stray or leave the other for something that we were already able to enjoy together or individually. The evening was great as usual. Laughter and stories shared. Catching up with friends after 2020. The party itself was lightly attended. Being early spring and cold that evening, the snow flurries that threaten to accumulate made many who normally would have attend opted to stay home. So the evening progressed as an intimate social event with lots of teasing, laughter, joking, storytelling and most everyone at one time or another disappearing into private or open rooms. Some several times. I spent most my evening catching up enjoying the conversation. The light banter and teasing with our friends that comes with long term openness and shared experiences. That night most of the pairings involved couples and a few orchestrated threesomes or moresomes and before I knew it most the evening had trickled away. Now most of the guests started to leave, wanting to head home before the snow got much deeper. So much for the “light flurries” forecast. I had sent my wife a text earlier in the evening to let her know that I intended to stay overnight and help our hosts clean up and straighten the club in the morning. A number of members who live further away are allowed bed space to stay the night and normally chip in and help clean up, but due to the weather many did not show. So bed space was available and help was needed in the morning. It was after midnight and the club had quieted down. A few members, late stayers and over-nighters talking in small groups in various corners of the club. Feeling a little worn out I decided to select one of the rooms and lay down for the night. I had drifted off to sleep for sometime when I slowly awoke to movement on the bed. This is not unusual as the king size bed turn sideways allowed for many people to gather on the bed and on a normal party night there could be three to five people all sleeping in one bed. I started to drift back to sleep when I felt someone cuddle up close to me; large ample breasts pressed to my back and a soft arm wrapped around me. I awakened more, feeling a hand slipping over my chest and slowly slide down cross my abdomen. Long soft hair draped across my face and soft lips nibbled at my neck and I heard a familiar voice asked me “Did you play tonight?” I opened my eyes and rolled over. I was pleasantly surprised to see Jax smiling down at me. She gave me a kiss on my lips. When our lips parted I told her I had not, she did not speak but cooed an approval. Jax is a lovely woman. A strong willed, very independent woman. She is statuesque at 6‘ to 6’2" (my guess, bare foot, she is a few inches taller than my 5’11” frame). Very well proportioned, hourglass figure. Broadly built with ample hips, very curvy with large pendulous breasts that are tipped with large dark brown orioles and well-developed thick nipples. A full-bodied woman with long dark brown hair that cascades down to her lower back that she usually wears in a pony tail. At that moment it was loose and framing her face. Very lovely. We have known Jax for over 10 years. We have been in the same room with her and occasionally brushed or a casual touch, but I’ve never played with Jax. She has always been deeper into the kink/fetish side and prefers playing as a dominatrix. She hosts her own parties and gatherings. Very independent, she often travels alone on business and pleasure. We had attended many social and swing settings but had never played one on one. I will say she fills out her corset and boots very well. If I was more into the kink or being dominated she is certainly the type of woman I would choose. Jax snuggled her face into the nap of my neck and nibbled her way to my ear. Her hand was stroking my chest and abdomen but never straying too far south, just a tease. She rose above me looked into my eyes for a moment. Her long hair creating an intimate cavern for her and I. She lowered and kissed me, mouth open, her tongue probing my mouth. When we parted her tongue traced across my cheek. She whispered in my ear, “I want to have you…I want to explore you…let me….but don’t you cum until I tell you.” She was so close to me I could feel her breath as she spoke, “We have to be quiet…we do not want to wake anyone.” She looked straight at me, her eyes searching for a response. I gave a slight nod in the affirmative all the while thinking in my mind this could be very difficult. Jax cooed a throaty noise of happiness at my response and kissed me long, slow and lovingly. Jax rose up on her knees and slipped her night shirt over her head. Her breasts rolled from side to side when she shook out her hair. Straddling my body with her legs she rested forward with a hand above each of my shoulders, her hair again creating an intimate cavern. Her breasts weighing heavy on my chest we kissed again….long, slow deep kisses. Her tongue probing my mouth. The kind of kiss lovers give one another. After several moments she broke away from kissing and very slowly traced her tongue and fingernails across my chest. Her breasts rolled off my chest and dragged beautifully along either side of my torso. The room was a dimly lit with accent lighting, mostly white Christmas lights, strung about the room. Each room was set up like this as it gave just enough light to see. It also cast enough shadow to allow your imagination to play in your mind's eye based on the sensations your body was experiencing. In my case my lower abdomen and thighs experienced the warmth of her heavy breasts against me with the added soft tickling sensation of her long hair on my abdomen and hips. Her warm breath and soft lips felt electric as she nuzzled her against my cock and balls. She used her tongue and lips over my balls and shaft, nibbling and soft biting. With her long hair caressing my lower abdomen with each movement, she dipped her head lower and with an audible sucking slurp drew the head of my shaft into her mouth. I gasped at the sudden change in caress as she sucked deeply on the end of my cock. The sudden change of her warm wet mouth and the dancing her tongue around my cock head intensified the sensation. In very short order she brought me from a semi-erect state to my full length rock-hard erection. “Oh my, look what you’ve been hiding,” she whispered, “a nice big full cock….not too big for me but nice.” I relished the complement. I enjoy being a grower not a shower. It’s nice being a surprise. Jax had sensational technique, and in a word, sensuously amazing. The fingers of her right hand rolled and caressed my testicles while her left hand cradle my shaft. Using her tongue and lips she would glide up and down the length of me, pausing to suck and lick my testicles and scrotum. Then using the flat of her tongue and lips she again traced the sensitive underside of my length stopping occasionally to suck the underside just below the head. I was in heaven. Intermittently her tongue would swirl around the head of my cock and then take me onto her mouth taking me deeper into her mouth with each pass. The mixing of this technique without any set pattern kept my attention, my mind feeling each change of pace like a new experience. I was at full staff and rock hard. Several times I heard her murmur, “you have a wonderful cock,” and she would close her lips over my frenum and suck. The sensation was just mind blowing. Every time I would start to feel a familiar stirring in my loins the fingertips cradling my balls would press gently at the base of my scrotum, ebbing the rise, and she would repeat the unpatterned process. From time to time she would circle the head with her tongue and slide me deep into her mouth, “mmmmuh,” and then release me. Each time she would take me deeper and deeper until finally she had most of my erection deep in her mouth. A guttural moan escaped her. She kept me deep in her mouth, I could feel the pressure of me against the back of her throat then quickly releasing me with audible gasping for breath. Through her hand and mouth manipulations she would murmur, “don’t you cum,“ and pressed her fingers into the lower bottom of my scrotum, ebbing my rise. And then she would continue repeating the process. I never realize Jax had this kind of skill, knowing her true passion was being a dominatrix with couples and women. I just laid back and enjoyed whatever she wanted to do to me. Time ceased to exist. I was lost in the tapestry of sensations. She abruptly stopped and I felt her shift on the bed. Jax raised herself up and placed her leg over me, straddling my hips. Kneeling on her right knee and her left leg slightly extended, she rubbed my cock against her. "Don’t you dare cum yet,” she said. I wasn’t sure if this was a request, instruction or directive. But truthfully I didn’t care, my mind was lost in sensation and anticipation. She started a slow process of rubbing my cock over her pussy. Grinding her full plump womanhood along the length of my cock. Gyrating her hips mixing the wetness from her saliva with her own lubricating juices was a perfect mix for her to slide effortlessly. As she ground herself against my hardness, she leaned over me and said, “Can I have you in me?” Whispering lower, “I need to possess you.” I nodded my approval as if I was in a trance. Jax continued to hump my raw cock and as her breathing became shorter, panting, her rubbing was quicker and more of a grinding motion. It wasn’t long before Jax breath started to come in short gasps and her body straightened above me, only her hips humped back and forth on me. Suddenly her arms at her side, her head tilted back, her thighs clenched my hips. I watched her breasts sway with her rocking motion. Her breathing came in gasps as she rapidly bucked her hips pressing her full weight on me I could feel the crush of her pussy on my cock. Then without a sound, an ever so subtle shudder cascaded over her upper body. Her shoulders folded forward and her hands dropped to support her on my chest. A low long soft moan vibrated from her chest. I just experienced Jax’s first orgasm that I was used for. Although she mostly created her own, just using me to achieve it, I felt some responsibility for causing it. She was beautiful to watch. Breathtaking. And I was also a bit sad that I was not inside her. And my thought, might not ever be. Maybe my thoughts of her were right, she preferred women. To control and direct women. Jax had a small orgasm riding my cock in this manner she paused for only a moment and started to slowly grind herself against me once more. For a few moments she rubbed herself on me and then leaned forward onto me, her large breasts spilling onto my shoulders, her hair fell around my face.“I’m ready to have you in me. Let me take you slow so I get used to you,” she whispered in my left ear. Talk about making a man feel great. I quietly nodded my head not wanting to break the mood. Jax raised herself slightly above me, her hair and breasts riding on my chest as she moved slowly, subtly, back and forth. She hunched her back, and using only her hips slid back, scooping up my cock into the entrance of her body. She paused for a moment, pressed back, and I felt the end of my cock naturally slipp into her. Jax gasped slightly, holding her breath, then pressed slightly back onto me, then exhaled. She only had about a third of me inside her. She began to gyrate her hips mimicking a slow pumping action. She raised her body higher off me, still wiggling her hips. She paused for a moment and then pressed back onto me a bit, taking more of me deeper inside her. She was breathing short quick breaths and stopped in place. This wonderful woman felt almost virginal. Each effort of her taking me in her was met with almost equal pressure trying to push me out of her. Yes she was very wet and slick but her muscles tried to keep me from entering her. Jax continue this breathing exercise and alternating gyrations, then pressing back on to me letting more of me in her. The pressure on my cock was a sensation I never had experienced and I had no wish to rush through this experience. I lay there fighting the urge to just press into her. My body screamed to bury myself into her. The urge and the fight against this was very real. I watched Jax’s facial contortions with her every move. Gyrate, press, gyrate and push back. Ride forward releasing some of me then back reclaiming me then repeat. This was so enjoyable to watch, hear her breathing a whispered moan. My mind let go of my need and replaced it with raptured curiosity on where this was leading. Each time Jax pressed back onto my cock I could feel myself gaining, resisted but deeper penetration. Her inner muscle had a firm grip on me, a very tight but slick resistive grip. I remember thinking she must have a shallow love canal, but with each effort her body opened up more and accepted more of me. I can’t justify it with mere words, they do not exist. I do not know how long we continued this but with her efforts, and her controlled breathing she eventually had me embedded fully and comfortably inside her. With a exhaled liberating breath, I heard her moan deeply “Oh my God,” knowing she had me fully inside her. Jax continued to ride my cock in short strokes and alternately slide almost to the tip and then slowly back down again until her clitoris ground against the base of my cock. It was clear to me that this was a process that she was most comfortable with by the sounds of her breathing she seem to be enjoying it. She wanted, needed control and it was pacing herself to best suit her. Now and again she rocked and ground herself against the base of my cock, dipping forward to kiss me deep on the mouth. Her breasts laying heavy against my chest. Her breathing was becoming more heavy and deep she was spending more time grinding down onto me with occasional pumping up her hips. Her breasts and her nipples rocking and tracing in little movements on my chest. Jax’s breathing started to become gasps short and quick. I was fascinated watching her. What was next? She pumped my cock several times, long and deep, her thighs clenching my hips. She quickly sucked in air loudly into her lungs, then pressed down hard onto me, grinding her pussy onto my fully embedded cock. Her whole body quaked as she moaned low and long from deep in her throat, “ugghh,” her body shaking with a powerful orgasm. I felt her tense and her pussy contracting on my cock, clench and release then clench again. Her body relaxed and lay upon me when she let out an audible sigh. She tried to catch her breath. She lay quietly upon me, her hips slowly gyrating. I was still fully inserted in her. “Oh my,” she sighed. She lifted her head and looked into my eyes for a moment, “I need you to take me.” I must have had a puzzled look. “I need you to take me,” she repeated and rolled off me onto her back. “Please,” she almost pleaded to me. She grasped my slick cock, pulling me to her. My body had to follow. I positioned myself between her legs. She used her arms to gather and cradle her breasts onto her chest. She opened her legs fully, knees out and back like great wings. “Please take me,” she whispered again. I pressed myself slightly into her and paused. She started to buck her hips wanting more. We were already both wet enough so I pressed steadily into her. Her mouth opened, her lips formed a silent O, and her head shook slowly back and forth as I pressed deeper, slowly. A guttural sound came from her but I do not know how to write it. Very animal like. I pressed until I was fully inside her. At the same time I could feel myself hit bottom inside her. Not roughly but a subtle resistive stop that pushed back on me but seemed quite pleasurable to her. Jax’s body closed upon me holding my cock as if her hands grasped me. I pulled back, almost out and sunk back in. That ending resistance also developed that lovely sound escaping her lips again. “Yes,” she whispered, “don’t stop.” I repeated this motion several times, slowly pushing back into her each time. Each time I did this she would rock her head back-and-forth and give a low moan. Her hips started to buck against me wanting me to do more, to go faster. She threw her arms over her head, and opened her legs as wide as she could get them, allowing me full and complete access to her body. I started to pick up the speed of my thrusting. Each time our bodies hit her breasts rolled in rhythm with our bodies like fleshy waves. After several minutes aggressively pounding her body, all deep thrusts, fully withdrawn fully pushed back in, my breathing started to quicken. She raised her head above the bed and said, “Stay in me.” I kept thrusting for her, becoming more aggressive, more possessive. Her pussy was making wet smacking noises each time our bodies met. She repeat it again, “Stay in me,” and my pace quickened. She raised her shoulders and head up off the bed on her elbows, her breasts rolled off of each side of her chest, still marking time with each one of my thrusts into her body. “Come in me,“ I hear, but my facial expression must have been giving her other impressions. She repeated “Cum in me. Push in deep when you cum. I want to feel you cum deep in me.” I understood but I was starting to get lost in my own pleasure, my pace quickened full and deep I am steadily pumping, slow and deep. Pulling all the way out then back into her. She relaxed momentarily and grabbed her thighs and held them open and back like butterfly wings, opening herself wide, allowing me to go deeper into her. I stroked steadily, pausing occasionally to grind myself against her opening, fully embedded into her. I could feel my cock head meet resistance, the end of her depth, and a guttural growl from her throat. I found my pace. Several deep pumps followed with a few short strokes ending with a full withdrawal and a slower full plunge pushing my length into her until I pressed at the bottom wall of her depth. Each time she would purr at each stroke and when I pressed all of me into her she would tense and groan. Pulling her shoulders and head in a raised up position made her vaginal canal grip me more firmly than I ever thought. It was a grip almost like her hands grabbing me. I knew I was coming closer to my point of no return. My breathing was deeper and my pace was steady. I opened my eyes and saw Jax watching me intently. Starring deep into my eyes, ”You cum in me. Cum in me deep.“ I must have moaned an approval. If a woman wants to make a man cum quicker, just tell him. Tell him with enthusiasm, or passion, sultry or needy. Just tell him and it will happen in short order. Jax used the grip on her thighs to help her pull her shoulders and head off the bed, in effect a half sit up position, and held it. This tightened her grip on my shaft as I continued to pump her. “Come inside me deep,“ she repeated, “stay deep in me.” She kept repeating herself over and over, it was almost a command. I kept pumping the full length of my cock in and out of her body, my breath quickening and low rumble groans of my pleasure escaping my throat. After a few minutes I knew the inevitable was going to come. She was still telling me over and over to bury myself inside her. When the time came, with a low growl I pulled back my cock head barely in her and slammed myself home as deep as I could until the meeting of our pubic bones would allow us no further. With a soft groan once I bottomed into her depths, she released her thighs and grabbed me at the waist and pulled me to her as my first spasm hit me. I groaned long as I felt my fluid leave me in a spine-knotting rush. A long gush of fluid followed by several additional spasms not allowing me to breath. Jax held me tight against her body, grinding her pouting full lips against the base of my cock, milking the last that I had. Jax wrapped her arms around me holding me tight against her body. Her heavy breasts cradled on my forearms, her heels locked behind my knees she gently ground yourself against me. “Stay inside me,” she said. I had no problem with that. I felt very content laying on her with my partially softened cock inside her enjoying the warm wetness of her pussy. Jax kept pressing against the base of my cock, slowly grinding and pressing against me, contracting her muscles from time to time give me my cock a lovely squeeze. Although I was starting to soften, subtle gyrations seem to keep part of me interested in her warmth and wetness. After some time I could feel myself starting to slip from her grip. As my softening cock slipped out of her body I felt her tremor slightly and she cooed softly. Disappointment or the feeling of me slowly slipping from her? I rolled off her to the right side of her body laying on my back in a restful sated state. She turned on her side gently stroke my lower abdomen with her left hand. She leaned in and kissed my cheek and whispered in my ea,r “I have your cum deep inside me.” I couldn’t speak. I just gently nodded my head in the affirmative. Her fingertips danced around my lower abdomen and upper thigh and eventually cupped my balls massaging them. My cock was maintaining it’s semi-erected state. Her fingers dancing along the wet length of my shaft. “I wonder how we taste together?" she whispered in my ear, and with that her lips started to trace down my neck over my chest add lower abdomen, planting kisses along the way. She repositioned her body with her head finally nestled on my left hip, her thumb and forefinger circled the base of my cock she slipped me into her mouth. I could feel her lips and tongue caressing me and sucking. After a few moments I slipped from her mouth. “We taste delicious together,“ she said in soft whisper. Her hand gently stroking me squeezing me in each stroke, from time to time pulling on me. I was in the post hypnotic stage of orgasm. But my body seem to start to react to her activity. My semi-hard cock from time to time twitched in her mouth, and in a little husky voice I heard her ask, “Do you have more?” I sleepily murmured some sort of response but I do not think it was words, more a mumble of resignation. Jax sat up and repositioned herself. Pulling my legs closed, she straddled my thighs. Her left hand pressing down on my pubic bone, her thumb and forefinger grasped the base of my cock. Then her right hand circled my shaft and she started to steadily pump me. There seem to be no set pattern. One hand furiously pumped the length of my hardening shaft, to both hands gripping, pumping, twisting like she was trying to make my cock turn into butter. Then back to one hand circling the base of my cock and pressing down on the root of my cock, while the other hand furiously pumped my shaft. It did not take long with her concentrated efforts to have my full attention and I moaned my pleasure. “Cum for me baby,” she panted. I felt her mouth close over my cock as she bobbed her head rapidly taking as much of me into her mouth as she could. She came up gasping for breath and repeated manipulation of my cock with her hands. In the dim light I could see the concentration on her face her large breasts and fully erect nipples swaying wildly to the frantic pumping of her arms. “Come for me baby, I want all of it,” she said again. To my surprise I could feel the familiar stirring as my body prepared to expel what fluid I had left. My breathing started becoming rapid and sporadic with an occasional low moan, a clear warning of what was about to happen. As the pleasure started to build, a pressure blow my scrotum started to grip me as a dull ache. My aching cock stiffened. ‘Yes, come for me,” she repeated softly over and over not missing a single beat of her hands. A little deep growling moan starting deep in my chest escaping my lips. Jax matched my moan of impeding pleasure with her own short stroking the base of my cock while engulfing the top third of me in her mouth, sucking on me. Her lips closed around my shaft, the flat of her tongue pressed firmly against the underside of my cock. Her cheeks sucked closed around me. Her mouth following her hand up and down. I moaned long and low as my body tensed, alerting Jaz to my pending orgasm. I popped from her mouth and her lips and tongue firmly pressed the underside of my cock leading her hand in a increase of pressure and quickened pace. A quick suck of air into my lungs and a full body strain, every muscle tensed, my first jolt of intense pleasure and pain racked my body. That first spasm was dry I did not feel the travel of fluid leave me but my groin ached. In one motion Jax drew my cock into her mouth and using her mouth and hand as a milking device continued to coax what I had left out of me. Each spasm a pairing of immense pleasure and aching pain. With each I felt warm fluid leaving me. Aching contractions producing little results but by the cooing sounds from Jax it was enough for her. My spasms started to subside. Less intensity spaced further apart I was finally able to breath. I gulped in air greedily. I moaned deep, regretful but thankful, the spasms had quieted. My groin ached horribly. The result of a much overworked prostate muscles. That deep painful ache when a man cums so hard but his body has little fluid to give, just a great strain on the surrounding tissue. I ached very much but had a blissful expression. Jax lay alongside me. One breast pressed tight against me pinning my arm down at my side, the other spilled over my chest, her left arm circled below and cupping my aching balls. She placed her left leg over mine laying claim of me, I’m hers if anyone was watching, if anyone was awake. “Your cum tastes sweet, Hon,” she said in a husky soft voice. “I have never had a man's cum taste sweet. You are special," she said. I mumbled, but not really a reply. I was spent, blissfully ached and so tired. I hate to say I fell asleep as she was talking to me. I awoke early the next morning to the soft sounds of people talking. The occasional laughter and bustling about of chores to straighten the club before everyone left. I listened to clusters of conversation about the snow, family and work all mixed together from a chorus of voices. Coffee. The great smell of coffee in the air and I needed it desperately. Other than the post orgasm ache in my groin the only other evidence of the previous night's festivities were the pulled sheets and scattered pillows. In the small room I found Jax’s red plaid tie off shirt and bra at the end of the bed on the floor. I didn’t bother getting dressed. I walked out of the room down the hall into the large common room to use the open communal shower to rinse off. The water felt good and helped to awaken me further but did nothing to quench the aching throb of my groin. After toweling off, stepping into my trousers and shirt from the previous night, I made my way to the kitchen, meeting members as I went in search of coffee. After some light conversation and two cups of coffee, I poured a third and went to the open living room area. The common room had several groupings of chairs and couches with an open center area featuring a stripper pole. That’s where I found several members were gathered in small groups chatting and laughing, teasing each other from the previous night's activity. I spotted Jax with her circle of ladies sitting in the corner on a set of C-shaped couches chatting excitedly and laughing. Something was said in her corner when she turned and saw me. Standing up she walked to meet me a big smile and sparkling eyes. Jax was dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt. Nothing to conceal the swing of her breasts as she walked across the room. She came directly to me, stopped, placed her hands on either side of my face gave me a very deep and passionate good morning kiss. Her tongue probed my mouth aggressively. Hooting, hollering and laughter irrupted in the room. I wrap my arms around her and held her tightly to me. This only increased the reaction of the room. Nina, Jax’s partner in crime, yelled out as our lips parted, “The man of the hour, Mr. Sleepyhead.” Jax took me by the hand, walked across the room and indicated to a spot on the couch to sit, between her and Nina and sat down. Nina leaned into me and said, “So you and Jax.“ One of the other women said, "Yeah, who knew.” A bit confused I wasn’t quite sure what to say when Jax spoke up and said: "Well Shelley had said that you were special, so I was curious and I’m glad I followed my curiosity." Placing her hand on my left thigh and giving it a squeeze. “Yeah”, said Nina “Mr. two fists.” Still looking puzzled, not following the conversation, one of the other ladies squealed out, “You’re big.” Now realizing what they’re talking about I mumble, “Not that big” and the little circle all erupted with laughter and teasing shouts. Jax leaned over to me and said, “Quite big enough for me.” Another giggled, “Yes, more than enough to play with. Jax said you filled her plenty.” I must’ve blushed a little bit with the last comment causing the circle of ladies to start laughing and poking fun again . The lively conversation went on for some time, punctuated with laughter and friendly jabs at each other. Jax’s circle largely consisted of wives and girlfriends, most all Bi or living a lesbian lifestyle but all part of the Kink crowd. Jax was somewhat a heroine in this crowd, being primarily a woman or a couples Dom. She clearly is the leader of the pack. What I had experienced was a sex-positive woman clearly enjoyed both sides of the fence a knew exactly what she liked and wanted. After my coffee I rose and announced it was time for me to leave. Jax stood, took my hand, and we walked through the club as I gathered up my things to head home. When I got to the door she placed her hand gently over my zipper and softly rubbed. She asked, “I hope you’re not too sore?” I said, “No it’s a pleasurable soreness from being too empty,” and I smiled. Jax giggled a girlish giggle and said, “I’m glad I got all that you had. I still have you deep inside me and I’ll be keeping a part of you in me.” She turned a little more serious and said, “You’re part of me now and I wish to do this again, maybe I’ll let you have me and you can show me what you want.” I told her I would like that very much and we kissed again. For a goodbye with one last hug, she whispered in my ear, “And sometime I want to share Nina with you,” and pulled back. We both smiled knowingly to each other and I turned and left the building to walk to my car.
  7. So, we are contemplating hosting our first house party and we are in a quandary! We have been to house parties in the past and think we have an end goal in mind - but how do we get there! Our concerns revolve around the following: 1. guests - who do you invite (couples you have played with, couples you have met, couples you are hoping to meet) etc? Our thinking is that the event is likely not the optimal venue for meeting another couple for the first time, especially being the hosts we will likely be distracted in performing our hosting duties. Do we encourage guests to bring along other couples unknown to us? 2. environment - we have been to house parties in the past and they have been all over the map in terms of the mood/environment created. It is our intent to create a welcoming, no pressure atmosphere that will encourage socializing, and, perhaps, lead to more. Everyone knows why they are there but at the same time, no one should feel pressure. How to best do this from a physical perspective (room layout, furniture) to allocation of space (making private, closed door areas available). 3. pacing - creating a "flow" to the evening that encourages people to feel comfortable and act out on their desires. We don't want this to feel contrived or artificial (such as telling everyone its time to now do move the other room and take your clothes off etc). Those of you with experience in this area, we would welcome your input please. Many thanks.
  8. adamgunn


    I had my back against a post at the foot of our canopied bed, I was sipping a glass of wine. Against the headboard my wife Mary reclined. And next to her was her lover, James. Except for here and there on the floor not a smidgeon of clothing was in evidence. James was visiting us for perhaps the third time, Mary had taken a shine to him, his jovial manners, his inventive expertise in the bedroom. She had a touch of New Relationship Energy and when she asked if he could visit on a Saturday night, I quickly gave my consent. At this time, Mary and I had been swingers for a few years. On this night, both James and I had been intimate with Mary, for well over an hour she'd licked, sucked and screwed at both of us, an uncounted number of orgasms had swept across her ravished body. We were relaxing, chatting as friends. And since he was becoming a friend James wanted to know more about us, particularly Mary's desires and kinks. "What about anal?" James asked. "We haven't done that with other people," Mary replied, "but there's always a first time. Is that something you'd like?" "Sure. What about double penetration?" "I don't think I'd like to try that, too complicated to be fun." Mary admitted she liked her toes sucked, her very favorite position was kneeling at the side of the bed while her lover stood behind her. But James already knew that. "So, how often do you get together with other people?" James asked. Mary looked at me, I glanced back, then decided to answer. "It depends on how busy we are, how many offers we get. We've gone a few months or so without anything happening, on the other hand there's been weeks when we've had three or four dates. We like foursomes, meeting at our house or their's. Mary enjoys threesomes, as you well know. And we'll head up to DJs Island every so often, and if we get invited to a house party we always go if we can." "That's cool," James admitted - he of course knew Mary was far from being a tenderfoot. He looked to her and asked, "Do you like gang bangs?" "What do you mean?" "You know, a bunch of guys doing you at once, you being the center of attention?" "I've never tried it," she said, "I'm not sure if that's something I'd like." I spoke up. "What about those three guys in Green Tree?" She gave me a blank look. "You know, the time before we were married when you went over to your boyfriend's house and wound up with him and both his roommates?" "Oh, that. Yeah. But it was different, I went into their bedrooms one at a time, the guys didn't watch me." I let it slide, I think James asked her next about role play and a few minutes later James began sucking at her nipple, that inevitably led to Mary's arse on a pillow while James made her scream anew. As time went by and Mary and I had other lovers, other configurations, we'd chat of desires and fantasies, made some of them happen. I'd occasionally mention gang bangs. "Is that something you'd like to see?" she asked. "Not really, but if it appeals to you, I could help. I'm not sure I'd get that much out of it." "I've thought about it," she admitted. "I've got to say there's something about the idea. To have this bunch of guys all wanting me, and then to let whoever have their way with me . . . that's exciting. But it's scary, too." "What do you mean?" "If it's just me in a room with five or six men, what if one of them gets abusive, or doesn't want to stop when I want to? Even if you were there, I could see how it could get ugly." She was pensive. "Or maybe some of them thought they didn't have to use condoms. I think I'd have to be very relaxed and feel very safe to let something like that happen." I scratched it from our to-do list. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Some months or years later we were invited to a house party on the other side of Monroeville. Bob was the host, someone we'd played with a couple of times, a single man who was successful both at business and in the LifeStyle. He shared with us the people on the invitation list, half of the couples had been our playmates at one time or another, he'd invited a few single men we'd heard good things about. Of course we accepted. We showed up at the party just before nine, cars were parked halfway up the street. When we entered the kitchen to hand Bob our gifts of wine and gourmet cookies, I was greeted by a tall, dark haired woman who I hadn't bumped into before. She was dressed in a floor length nightgown of dusky blue, most of the fabric was lace. "You're Adam, I've heard about you. I'm Ruth." She flowed to my arms, raised her lips for the first kiss of the evening, I gave her mouth all the attention I could, not difficult as Ruth was a wonderful kisser. When we broke she complimented, "Well, yeah, that was pretty good. I'd like to get to know you better." I didn't have to wonder what she meant, I was tempted to take her up on the offer immediately, but the party was still in the mingling stage. I said, "Let's look each other up later." Ruth made her way around the room, greeting other men in like manner. By this time Mary had disappeared, I knew what she was up to. I greeted the other men I knew, was introduced to new friends. We were all wearing variations on the same theme, trousers and golf shirts, casual yet stylish. Most of the women wore something sexy, no complete nudity - that would come later. Mary rejoined us, she'd changed into a balcony bra and tanga, white with hot pink hearts and feathery trim, covered by a filmy scarlet kimono. We hadn't been to Bob's house before, so we gave ourselves the tour. On the top level there were three bedrooms, two of them had king sized beds and all had comfortable mats on the floor. The main level had the kitchen and breakfast room, where everyone tended to congregate, a dining room full of hors d'oeuvres, desserts and liquid refreshments, and a large den. In addition to the comfortable couches there were four blowup mattresses on the floor. This would be the 'common room', Mary and I realized. At the outset of the evening, there was flirting and conversation. And then, as if by a prearranged signal, groups started pairing off, migrating to various hidden spots. Mary and I were approached by Don and Linda, a couple we knew well, and after just a few seconds the four of us were heading for a bedroom. Linda, as I remember, was wearing a teddy, within a few moments she had my belt unbuckled and my cock out, sucking on it as I ripped my clothes off. I then placed her on her back, got a finger under her panties, she gasped as I probed into her. Next to us, Don had Mary naked already, his head was flanked by her thighs, she moaned as Don's tongue prodded her clit. The four of us progressed through the various phases of foreplay. Mary was the first, as usual, to give her shout of passion, Don's tongue was undeniably working its magic on her. Linda tore her gown off, I had the pleasure of toying with her pillowy tits as she sucked on my tool. Then she shifted, now my mouth was at her opening, licking at the ruddiness. It had been months since we'd cavorted with them, I'd forgot how she would stop breathing as she came, long moments when I actually became afraid she'd lose consciousness, but at last she exhaled loudly, panted trying to fill her lungs, pushed me away. "Oh, god, honey, Adam is just so good down there." The foursome laughed, I attempted to reposition my tongue on Linda's clit, she pushed me away, "If you do anymore of that, I won't be able to walk the rest of the night!" She pushed me back, I remember her kissing me and groping my prick, my hand slid over her rump and I inserted a finger inside her, a little gasp indicated she was still heated. I got couple of condoms, handed one to Don, sheathed myself. A few seconds later Linda levitated above me and I glided inside her. She was in charge, of course I played with her nipples, tugged on a lock of her hair. But I was accustomed to group sex, if I paid too much attention to the slick skimming of my cock inside her welcoming pussy I'd come, too fast, too early. So I diverted my attention to the revelry on the other side of the bed. Don was supporting his shoulder against the headboard, his legs were stretched down the bed. Mary was pointing away from him, her thighs abutting his hips, her hands on one side of his calves. I heard the slapping sound of her ass against his belly, Don was pulling her waist toward and away from him. She looked to me, her eyes were distant in their revery, but she managed to give me a smile, touch me briefly for support. Linda was holding her breath again, I twinked a nipple to inspire her, was treated to a muffled scream as she erupted. At nearly the same time, Mary started the coos she'd always had as the signal of her orgasm, I heard bawdy grunts flowing from Don's throat, I figured sperm was coursing from the dick embedded in my wife. I twisted Linda, now she was on her knees, I crept behind her, we were linked again. My thrusts were deep, with each push Linda yipped, we were having a great time. Still, I had little desire to orgasm, it was too early. We screwed as Don and Mary snuggled next to each other, apparently finished with their erotic play. In those circumstances, when one couple is done, it can become a little uncomfortable for the other couple to continue. I used a finger to tweak Linda's clit, she screamed loudly then collapsed on the mattress, causing me to slip out of her. The married couples reconnected, Linda crawling to Don, Mary approaching me for a hug and cuddle. As I often did in these circumstances, I caressed her breast, it was still warm from her exertions, she allowed me to explore the terrain between her thighs, damp and hot, the labia spread, the clit prolonged and dense. Yes, I could tell Don had given her a good ride. While I was exploring her used body, her hand encircled my prick, found it still to be rocklike. Don and Linda climbed from the bed - we'd been in the room not even half an hour - and began to dress, Mary and I followed suit. Linda flowed to me again, telling me how I was a favorite of hers, I hefted a teat, Mary was similarly treated by Don. The four of us headed back to the party. I made Mary a vodka/tonic, in a quiet corner we reconnected. "You had fun," I suggested. "Don always gets me going," she admitted. "But you didn't come, did you?" "There's nothing wrong, I just wasn't in the mood yet. And it all ended so quickly." "You want me to take take care of you?" Mary offered. "Really, I'm fine. Plenty of evening left. And there's one girl, Ruth, who seems to have designs on me." Mary was willing to be my wingman, see if Ruth had an appealing husband, but I was in no hurry, I was enjoying the erotic vibe Bob had created. We stood by the door to the den, there were two women, one of which I knew, what was her name? Ellen? She was being enthusiastically screwed by a man, all the while sucking on her husbands prick. The other girl, a short blond, was being eaten by a woman, her hand surrounded a thick dick. A nice orgy scene, I figured the mats would fill out later with more people. Ellen caught my eye, smiled, perhaps it was an invitation, I merely smiled back. We drifted into the kitchen, seven or a dozen people were there, we fell into conversation. I noticed Ruth wasn't in the area. It was fluid, people joining and leaving, I finished my drink, strolled to the bar. Mary dropped into an intense conversation with a younger man, no ring on his finger, and he had his arm around my wife's waist. I was talking to one of my friends, he knew I was a golf rules official, he asked me about a situation where his ball had landed in a stream, floated towards the green. While I explained the intricacies of Decision 26-1/7, I watched my spouse move to a couch along with her guy, their lips met, his hand was just above her navel; I assumed in a moment it would be approaching her melons. Since Mary showed no signs of distress - indeed she was encouraging his approaches - I continued to talk with my friend about the Rules. Sure enough, the man had his hand on her tit in little time, I saw him whisper in her ear, I was sure I knew what the theme was. A moment later she bounced to me, dragged me to the side. "Got another one on the line, 'eh?" I teased. "Frank's awfully sweet. Would you mind?" This wasn't the first time at a party Mary and I had separated, although we tended to let each other know our intentions and location. "No, go have fun!" I encouraged. As I was questioned about the casual water rule, I watched my wife's ass sway away from me, grab the hand of her next lover. Then I was surprised - instead of heading down the hallway to the bedrooms, he led her into the den! Left to her own devices, Mary usually chose a quiet area in which to make love, her usual preference was to be more one-on-one than anonymous groups. But it appeared tonight she was willing to philander in a crowded room with multiple bodies nearby. I waited a few moments, calmly talking with my friends, then wandered to the den. On the opposite side from the door, Mary sprawled on a mattress, her back to a couch. Her lingerie had been tossed nearby, Frank laid on his stomach, his mouth pressed to my wife's pussy. Her eyes were glazed, her mouth open, panting, a position I'd seen her in many times before with scores of gentlemen. For perhaps five minutes she let Frank perform oral sex on her. Another man approached her, I assumed he asked if he could join the fun, Mary waved him away, she was into Frank just then. When she'd had enough of his tongue I heard her ask him to put a condom on. Mary climbed onto the couch, her feet on the cushion, her elbows and breasts resting on the back of the furniture, her rump displayed for Frank's assault. He was up to it, I watched him crouch behind her, he used his left hand to point his sword at the goal, he was in! I moved around the room, hoping to get a better view, and on the way surveyed the scene. The room was more populated then, four women graced the mattresses, including Mary, and at least seven men were engaging with them, with others standing nearby, watching the live porn and perhaps longing for an invitation. When I got into position, I was delighted with a side view of the action. Mary was pushing herself back into Frank at every thrust, his hands were on her hips, pulling her into him, his eyes closed, sweat on his forehead, Mary was softly keening. Suddenly, much too early, Frank grunted and finished, fell backward onto the mattress completely used. Mary's look of exasperation was obvious, at least to me. For the second time of the night the man making love to her hadn't lasted long enough, she was left wanting more. She twisted, her eyes swept the room, I wasn't sure if she even knew I was present, her gaze landed on John, the husband of a couple we'd played with more than once, a flick of her finger tempted him. I was surprised. In the orgies we'd participated in up to this point, Mary had been demure about being the aggressor. When we were in a room with six or seven bodies involved, when she and a man were finished, she'd usually lie about, waiting for another gentleman to approach her patiently. This innocent signal, probably unnoticed by anyone else, alerted me that this night might be a little different. When John joined her, she began by helping him unclothe, as soon as it was revealed she had his phallus in her mouth. After just a few bobs to ensure the tool was ready, she laid on her back, John quickly covered her, their dance commenced. Frank hadn't left yet, though, I watched him run his hand over the side of her body, when John shifted Frank felt her nipple, with a palm she held his prick and soon he'd kneeled beside her, she was sucking on Frank as John was screwing her. I could tell John was doing it for her, her body was rosy, her eyes were closed, she was breathing her orgasm through her mouth. And John appeared, even though he was energetic, to be far from coming. Perhaps it was his second go of the evening? I sensed the softness of a female torso next to me, I swung my head and my eyes were filled with the beautiful body and face of Ruth, she was still wearing her dark negligee. Feeling invited, I slipped my hand around her waist. "Quite a scene," Ruth snickered. "Just a normal house party," I agreed. "Anybody you know?" I pointed, "My wife, Mary." "Oh, she seems to be having a ball." We watched for a moment, a man who had been toying with another woman approached Mary, she released Frank, took the new man's cock in her mouth, John shifted into a sideways attitude to make a little more room, but he continued to propel his dick inside her pussy enjoyably. My impression was that Mary was enjoying the erotic spotlight she was the center of. She caught my eye, I raised my thumb in a silent question, 'are you all right?' Her returning smile let me know I didn't need to concern myself for her safety. I turned my attentions to Ruth. "Would you like a drink?" We strolled into the dining room, I poured her a glass of white wine. After a sip, she set her goblet on the table, drew me close, we kissed again, the kind that promises everything. "I looked for you earlier," I confessed, "you weren't around." "There's a single girl, Becky, my husband and I have been emailing back and forth with her, she agreed to meet us here." "Was she fun?" "More for Bram than me, I'm afraid. She's the type of bi woman who doesn't mind if you go down on her, but she barely touched me. I think Bram is planning on going for round two with her, I haven't really had my first round yet." "Oh, that's too bad. Perhaps I can help?" "You know you can, I came looking for you. Linda told me how good you are with your tongue, I want to find out for myself." Our intentions clear, we sauntered down a hallway, found at the end a small bedroom not in use, she closed the door behind us. I was enthralled with this luscious woman, we took our time, slowly stripping each other, engaging in the various patterns of foreplay. Remembering her complaint of annoyance during her first romp of the evening, I ran through my repertoire. It seemed to engage her, I brought her to first one orgasm, then another before she aided me in slipping into a condom, then slipping into her. We roiled in three or four positions until I allowed myself to explode, Ruth joined me in boisterous glee as I climaxed. Then, suddenly, I was done, she was holding me, our breaths shaking the bed until our heart rates dropped. I rolled off her, we faced each other, kissing, stroking each other's bodies, telling ourselves how much fun we'd had. "I'm sure Bram's waiting for me," she suggested, the tone of her voice saying she'd rather stay with me, at least for a few moments. A wave of admonition flowed through my brain, for the thirty or forty minutes Ruth and I had frisked thoughts of Mary had fallen between the cracks. I wondered if she was concerned about me, surely she was done in the common room. Ruth rose, found her negligee and panties, I pulled my briefs on, suspecting by now the party had plunged into a scene of pure debauchery. We kissed again, I helped myself to a handful of those beautiful globes. "I'd love to see you again," Ruth complimented. "You were everything I heard about. Maybe the four of us could go on a date?" "Fine by me." I made sure she had our SwingLifeStyle profile name, she said she'd send us an invitation. Of course, I knew if Mary didn't care for Bram a foursome wouldn't happen. Even in that case, though, I felt sure Ruth and I might get together at other parties. In the kitchen, there were at least a score of people chatting, eating. Most of the men were clothed in only underwear, a few of both sex were completely bare. I looked for Mary, couldn't find her in the kitchen, after I got a drink I poked my head into the den. I was more than a little surprised to find Mary still in there. With the lateness of the hour it had calmed, in addition to my wife there was only one other woman, she was quietly in missionary with her partner of the moment. But Mary was anything but calm. She was facing me, mounted on a bearded man I'd not met before in cowgirl. To either side of her was a gentleman, one a stranger, the other our single friend Tim, her hand was on one of the dicks, her mouth encircled the other. I gazed at my wife, she was radiant in her pleasure, but she was at the same time disheveled; her hair flew every which way, her mascara ran badly, there was dried cum on her chest. I was a bit taken aback, worried she was having too much fun, but then I spied a phial of lube near her, a box of condoms, she was taking care of herself. I got a bottle of water, she smiled as she saw me approach her with hydration and took a long swallow, but didn't stop bouncing on the man below her. "Having fun?" I asked. "A ball," she admitted, and then giving little thought to me she went back to work on the man below her, placing her hands on his chest, doing her best to bring him to an ebullient come. I stepped back, she turned to the gent beside her, began the blow job with him again. I saw Ruth enter, she came to me. "Well, I guess that answers the question about will Bram like Mary." "Oh?" I said with a little confusion. "That's him below her!" she laughed. Realizing I wanted to keep an eye on my wife, but wanting to have a little more fun herself, Ruth dropped to a nearby mattress, dragged me with her. Without hesitation the few clothes we had on disappeared, she had my dick in her mouth again. I watched Bram and my wife, she seemed almost in a constant state of frenzy. Bram was silent, but his face scrunched, I was certain yet another man was satisfying himself inside my wife. Quickly, Mary turned to the stranger she was handling, handed him a condom. She flopped onto her knees, again she was penetrated. Bram, having had his fun and released, joined us, Ruth introduced us. "Honey, this is Adam. That's his wife, Mary." "Nice to meet you." We shook hands. "Your wife is having a really great time tonight. Is she always like this?" "The life of the party?" I laughed. "No, not usually, this is something different for her." Ruth lounged between the two of us, we took turns feeling her breasts, the rest of her body and toying with her clit. She had another orgasm, just as I heard the stranger grunt behind my wife. Tim was still near her, he attempted to mount my wife, but she pushed him away. "Sorry, I'm pretty well done for the night." Gracefully he backed away, I saw disappointment on his face. Mary joined us, I introduced her, she recognized that just a few moments before she'd been intimate with Ruth's husband. I put my arm around her, we talked for a few moments, Mary agreed the four of us should get together some time. Then she said, "I've got to go to the bathroom," and she ran away. I took my leave of the couple, went to the threshold of the powder room, waited for Mary to emerge. When she came out, I asked, "What do you need?" "Oh, let's go have another drink." We stood in the kitchen, naked as prairie dogs, chatting. A couple of guys put their arms around her waist, I wondered if they'd been inside my wife earlier. A half hour later, long after the witching hour, I saw Mary yawn, the sign she was winding down. "Sure you don't want to go back in the den?" I asked with a laugh in my tone. "I think there's still a couple guys who'd like to take a shot at you." "Oh, I couldn't. It's tempting, but I'm worn out down there!" We found our clothes, said goodbye and thanks to Bob, headed out the door to our car. On the drive home, as we always did, we reviewed the night. "Ruth seemed nice," Mary said. "Did you . . ." "Yes, we went into a bedroom while you were in the den. She's something special. How was Bram?" "Bram?" "Her husband. Beard. One of the last guys." "Oh, yes, now I remember. There's something about the way he did it, it really filled me up." "And the other guys? What got into you tonight?" "You're not pissed, are you?" she asked cautiously. "Of course not. We've always said when we go to these parties we don't have to be together every moment, and anything that happens is okay. It's just that I've never seen you like that before." "I don't know what got into me. When Frank asked me, I figured we'd go into a bedroom. This was his first time at a LifeStyle party, a rookie. But he said one of his fantasies was to do it out in public, where people could watch, and I said okay. And then, John was just so pretty, I invited him to play. And it just took off from there." "So, how many guys tonight? I'm sure it's a new record." "I'm not sure. Six?" "I know of at least five. First Don, then Frank and John. That's when I went I took Ruth into the bedroom. We stayed in there at least forty-five minutes, when I came out you were with Bram and finally the last guy, I don't know his name. Were there others?" "I remember Bob and I had some fun." "And you gave Tim a blow job." "Oh, I remember giving lots of guys a little bit of head, and I got felt up a lot." "But you had fun," I asked. "A ball. I don't know if I'd want to do it again, but once was wonderful." When we got home, it was nearly two o'clock, I put Mary in the shower, washed the residue of her love making off. I kissed her before we drifted off, happy in our evening. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is an absolutely true story - - - Adam Gunn
  9. It's considered a "Superspreader Event" Seriously, I know we're all careful with protection from STI / STD's when we're out playing -- but holy cow, people! -- masks just aren't going to be enough. Also, "Police".
  10. We're having a pool party Saturday and wanted to maybe play some fun games....was going to maybe have the ladies tie the cherry stem with their tongue and who ever did it fastest gets a little gag type gift like a pair of eatable panties...... thought about maybe some true or dare questions..... a competition for the guy..... any other good parties ideas would be appreciated too.
  11. We are having our first house party here in Austin and we are wondering what games we can have to get things started? We would like a few suggestions. We are not looking for board games as such. More like games where there is no limit of how many players. Also we are looking for games where you do not have to atcually have sex as part of the game..we want it to be flirtly and sexually charged but not actual sex. Thanks for your help.
  12. Being new to swinging we have only been with one couple. As bad as this sounds, the couple we played with enjoys being the first for other couples. They usually meet couples with bicurious women. My wife is neither bi nor curious. We have now been invited to a house party they are hosting. We will be one of 5 couples invited. We were told the other 4 couples had their firsts with our host. All the other women we were told enjoyed girl play. My wife is hesitant. We were assured that nobody will push the subject on her. Neither of us have been in a group situation. It sounds exciting. We had turned a blind eye to our past infidelities and have only played together with the one couple. Being all the couples will be new to group play we will all be nervous I’m sure. My question is how do things start? Do we get dressed up or does everyone get undressed. We were told we are the second youngest couple. One couple is 20 or more years older than us. I’ve read that at a club we can watch or play alone. This is a party with strangers for us. Also do we bring a house gift? I said bringing a bottle is enough.
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  14. Any suggestions on a playlist or hot & sexy songs to add to our list for an upcoming house party? Thanks.
  15. By their nature, house parties are more of a boom or bust than larger clubs. Much smaller crowd, fewer activities like dancing you could just do by yourself, likely in a location where if it doesn't work out it's not that easy to just go down the street a few blocks and find something else to do that night. Given those potential drawbacks, what's your limit on traveling to a house party that you don't know a whole lot about other than you got an invite and maybe at least casually know one other couple there?
  16. Hi everyone, any suggestions for getting invites to house parties? We haven't had an invite in months.
  17. Hi all, I want to start out by saying that we love our friends, but sometimes our situation makes it difficult to party like they do. We are in a fairly active group of swinger friends who like to host parties, and the group has a pretty diverse social, economic and ethnic spectrum. We love this group and the friends in it, but their parties, while enjoyable, can be a little difficult for us. You see, these parties generally start late evening, often in public locations such as vanilla nightclubs, and end up at a hotel or back at one of our friend's houses. This would all be well and good except by the time we actually start playing it is now 3 to 4 a.m. (6 a.m. last Saturday). Most people at the party are fine with this, but we seem to be the only regular members of the group who have our children either on a full time basis, or that they haven't grown into fairly self sufficient teens yet. We usually have a pretty limited time with sitters, and by the time we get to playing (if we get to playing) we are running toward a sleep deprived rest of the weekend. I'm pretty much just venting as this doesn't have any solutions save buying a bigger house to throw our own parties with our timelines, and waiting for the kids to grow up. Guess I'm still a little grumpy and trying to catch up on my sleep...
  18. We are not newbies. We like meet and greets, clubs, and love Desire Resort. We recently have been invited to our first house party which we are excited about and hear great things about. We have two concerns though. First we saw the guest list and among the 14 or so couples the only two we know we really have no interest in. Secondly, we are soft swap and only two others are soft. We reached out to a few on list and keep getting the "we are full etc". Should we give it a go or try and find a better first time experience?
  19. I'd like to know how people who are open to playing separately at parties communicate with their partner and their potential swing partner. Sorry this is long. Thanks in advance for reading! We generally go to parties with the only rule being that we leave together and we use condoms. So we can play freely with whomever we like. While this freedom is great, I'm not sure it's really working out for me. My husband tends to get things going quickly and just takes off with someone. At a party a few months ago we were in the same room with a girl (and a bunch of other people hanging out). I had also been flirting with her. They start playing a bit and then get up to go to another room without saying anything. As they are leaving, I say something like, "Are you going to play? Can I come?" She said sure, so we all went off and had a good time. After, I talked to my husband and said, "I'd like it if you invited me along, it worked out fine because I invited myself, but next time I'd like it if you check in with me." Next party, we know from the guest list there is a couple I am very interested in and have soft swapped with before; my husband is not interested in her. I ask him before the party if it's ok if I have a threesome with them. He agrees and it works out that I do in a group area with him in the same room playing with someone else. Next party, jello shot conundrum. Neither of us play. Next party, my husband knows I want to play with a couple we know, but have never played with before. My husband is flirting with the girl. The guy is flirting with both myself and my good friend. There were a bunch of people and the lighting was low. I didn't even know my husband went with the girl to another room to play. Since the guy was paying attention to both my friend and I, I didn't want to be too forward with him. Nothing ended up happening. Later I ask my husband, "Why didn't you tell me you were going?" He said, I saw you with him and thought things were going along so we just went off to play. I was feeling left out. I didn't get what I wanted (which is in large part my fault, for not wanting to take the guy away from my friend). But, I do think if my husband had come over I could have said to the guy and my friend, "Hey want to go play too or watch them?" We talked and my husband felt really bad. He said maybe we should just stick together all the time. I don't think that's really necessary, but maybe that's because I want to have my cake and eat it too. My proposal is: 1. Ask potential partner if they want to go to another room to play 2. Say, I need to check in with my wife. Would you be ok with her joining or watching? 3. Say to me, we're going to play (she's not comfortable with you coming -or- would you like to come along?) 4. I can decide if I want to go. I am ok with him playing without me if that's what she wants. My husband thinks it would be awkward to ask the swing partner if I can join. I think it's not awkward because we are together and I'm his wife. Many people we know only play together. What do you think? How do you handle separate play? Is my suggested plan awkward? Should I just stop going to parties so I can avoid long winded questions?
  20. Ok, we need some expert opinions and experience on a topic which we have little experience. Background: We've been in the lifestyle for about a year. We've been to a TON of lifestyle clubs and a lot of couple/couple private meetups. We've only been to one small private "house party" where there were 4 couples. It was before we were swapping, so we just watched. Basically the group did round-robin for about 6 hours where it seemed they each just took turns with one another in equal sharing. We're full-swap now and recently been invited to a 4 couple private house party. Here are our thoughts and questions on small house parties and we'd love our thoughts: 1) We've been invited to hotels where there would be 3 couples together. This always worries us that there might be one person / couple who is the "odd one out". Meaning, if two of the 3 couples click better than the other, that 3rd couple may be left frustrated that they couldn't play. How is this avoided? 2) In situations like I mentioned above where everyone is going at it round-robin for a bunch of hours, what happens if you're the guy that forgot his viagra or the girl that gets sore after an hour of hard pounding? Do you just exit and watch or try to use other skills to service? 3) We're germaphobes and worry about who has been where. In a 2x2 setting it's less likely that the girl fingering my wife wasn't just fingering 3+ other girls. 4) In a setting of 3 - 5 couples, is it more common for people to pair off direct swap (same husband / wife with husband / wife) pair off in non-direct pairs, or just be a crazy free-for-all orgy? 5) How often are you going to these parties and you know everyone, know some people, know everyone? Would you go to one where you don't know anybody? What if one of the 4 couples is one with whom you don't have a good relationship... is it possible to still have a good time with the others? Any other tips or suggestions for us?
  21. Mr. Sunbuckus brought to my attention a news story of the house party we recently went to. We were a bit concerned for the neighbors because the music did seem rather loud while we were walking up to the house. But other than that, it was a definite improvement from their previous party that we attended as well. Very crowded and lots of action. **These are the usual big-type of house parties that are the norm here. The really good small, private parties are by invite only.
  22. This is one of those cases where I'm typing this up to see if it helps me think about it more clearly... not that I wouldn't love some input. So, here I was planning for a little sexy fun in honor of my upcoming 40th birthday (happy birthday me)... and I think to myself, well maybe I'll give the "other club" in town a third chance. A lot of our swinging friends switched to going there and it might be nice to see them. Alas, turns out none of them will there because one of the crowd is having a kinky/sexy housewarming party that night. "So come to the party" our friends urge. Only: 1) we've never been to a house party before and 2) it's my birthday... and I feel either a little rude trying to celebrate my birthday at her housewarming or a little disappointed to have my 40th ignored in favor of her house. Now, I can't decide what to do. We could try going to the party, doing something new, etc... but I'm honestly worried of something going wrong and spoiling my birthday fun. Or we could hit the usual club, which would be safe but "same old, same old." I know, I'm pathetic. So, what are house parties like anyway? It's a mixed kinky and swinger crowd, so I'm really not sure what to expect. Any thoughts, ideas, non-disparaging comments?
  23. Mr. Sunbuckus and I attended our first house party this weekend and although I was a bit bored the first few hours, we did get to play with another couple near the end. It was amazing and I think I definitely owe you all a big thank you for helping to prepare me mentally to reach this point. Even though I did feel some jealousy after the experience once we left the party, deep down I know it's ungrounded. For most of our relationship, I was a pretty jealous and insecure woman and I would get jealous if Mr. Sunbuckus would even seem a little interested in another woman. Now, that's not on my radar. We both wrote about our experiences separately at our blog so if you want to read about it there, feel free! The only downside of the evening was that my phone was stolen. We know this because whoever took my phone also took all of the condoms in my purse. So, that put quite the damper on the afterglow of the experience. But in all, we can't wait to go to another house party.
  24. Hi lovely people Me and my girlfriend have been to an on-premise club a couple of times, dipped our toes into the lifestyle, and are loving it so far. First time we went, we did some same room play with another couple but only a little touching between the couples. Last weekend, though, we decided to go back and we found a couple close to our age (early 20's) who we really liked!! We ended up doing a soft-swap foursome which was a TON of fun for us. My girl was really into the female half of the other couple and I was in heaven watching my lady make out with the other female and suck on her tits while I went down on her. Great times were had by all. After our encounter we got the other couple's phone number and they invited us to a house party at their place on Friday. We really liked them so we are definitely going to go, but that's where you come in, Swingers Board. How can I expect the atmosphere to differ between a club and a house party? Will there still be as much of an opportunity for group stuff? Me and my lady aren't really interested in going off separately, at least for now we only want to play together. I would assume that because they invited us they would be down to reprise our encounter at the club? I'm mostly just asking what to expect. At the club it seemed like super relaxed, get naked, play, very low inhibitions all around. At someone's house it feels like it might be a bit different moving from social party stuff to playtime? How does that work? Please enlighten me
  25. Having given my observations before on hosting house parties, I hope it will prove worthwhile to elaborate on a few points. Also hoping I will gain from other peoples’ experiences. Furthermore, my wife and I have changed our views on some of the wisdom we have dispensed in the past. - The invitation list We have never considered having an “open house”. We know a couple who host open-house parties in that they put “We are having a party on such-and-such date” in the tag line of their on-line profile. This means that people need, at least, to send an e-mail to them to ask about the street address of the party house. Seems to have worked OK for them. The parties are lively and pretty much free of trouble. But they do have an exceptionally large house. If a lot of unexpected people show, they have the ability to accommodate. Our parties are by invitation and we invite people we already know. These do not necessarily have to be people with whom we have played. We have not so many acquaintances that we have to be concerned about trimming the list to avoid overcrowding. At first, we had our worry that maybe nobody would show and we would be sitting across from each other at a lonely table. This concern was entirely unfounded. Typically, about half to two thirds of the people we invite accept the invitation. We have learned some lessons about making our lists. Single men and single women are among our acquaintances and some of these we can call true friends. But we have lost the attention of some very interesting couples owing to the fact that they are not comfortable being in the intimate company of singles. We trust our single friends to understanding that our house parties are now and will continue to be couples-only events. - Same room, separate room, private room, group-sex room, exhibitionism and voyeurism Swinging couples have different styles and we try to accommodate. We learned from the set-ups of on-premise clubs. The little innovation of our most recent house party was a room for the couples who like to stay close to their significant others for same-room sex, either the watch-and-be-watched kind or partner exchange. As our master bedroom is sufficiently large, we added a heavy-duty motorized inflatable bed that is the same height as our queen-size. The other two bedrooms also have queen-size beds – close the door if you want privacy. Those new-style battery-operated wax candles are perfect for mood lighting. Every girl looks flattering in this light. The front office and the living room both have convertible sofas. The front room and back-yard patio, newly-enclosed with a six-foot wooden fence, are for people who like to accept critique of their physique and technique (exhibitionists) as well as the those who like to watch. - Massage table A really great ice breaker; a really worthwhile investment. - Washrooms Full-size bath towels (we know a person who showers before and after every encounter), small hand trowels, small wash cloths, condoms, Cottonelle flushable wet wipes. - Food We believe it is the obligation of the host and hostess to provide food. Guests will not have interest in a sit-down dinner. Their minds would only be working on how to make a dessert of the hostess’ décolletage than mashed potatoes and gravy. So we put orders in at the events department of the local supermarket and at Edible Arrangements. We get a little something for everyone; a sandwich ring, potato salad, fresh fruit arrangement (no chocolate), cut-vegetable tray, dessert tray (with chocolate), cheese tray with crackers, peel-and-eat shrimp, dry-roast peanuts, chips and dip, soft drinks, lemonade. The dining room becomes a meeting place countering the tendency for men to congregate in the TV room to discuss trucks or professional sports and the women to congregate in the kitchen (not even dishes to wash as we use paper plates and plastic cups). What do you guys have to add?
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