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Last Saturday, my husband and I went to our favorite swingers party location. We go there a few times a month. It’s not a huge party, but it’s one where we know the host couple and it’s not too far from home. I always enjoy this party, but always hope to meet somebody new. My man prefers to play with a small group of regulars.

We arrived early and were told there were several new couples from the same website we use for contacts. I was hoping for a new couple that we would want to play with. As the night rolled on and the room filled up it didn’t look like there was much playing going on.

I was talking to a new couple, and I thought there was potential there. Mark and Jill were not new to the lifestyle and I recognized them from their profile pics on our web site. I was very interested in Mark. He was tall, covered in ink, and was a biker-type of dude with a big fat cock.

Jill, on the other hand, was pretty but a little overweight, of Asian ancestry, but born and raised in America. As the night went on, I noticed they were not talking to us much and went off with another couple. I did notice that Mark looked at me several times.

My man and I began a threesome with our friend Tina, which is always awesome but happens quite often. I think Tina has a thing for my man and it’s fun to see them playing. Her husband Kevin and I have played on occasion, but he’s older and more of a watcher or oral performer. I was watching other couples play as Tina was on top of me while my man fucked her.

I watched Mark and Tina busy with another couple that seemed to be similar to them. Mark was awesome, taking command and directed the play like a dominant man. It excited me and I had a feeling he wanted that to be me he was dominating and the feeling was mutual.

It was getting late and many couples were done and leaving. I wanted to say goodbye to Mark, but my man used a hand signal that stood for “No!” I waved and somewhere between dressing and leaving I didn’t see Mark and Jill leave. The hand signal is one of those rules I sometimes don’t like, but always obey.

It wasn’t a big deal as its’ not the first time I had seen someone I would have liked to play with and couldn’t or it failed to happen for some other reason. When I got in the car we talked about the night and all I had to say was that I had sex with my man, a beautiful woman, and gave a little bit of a blow job to another man. Don’t get me wrong, it was not a bad night at all, I enjoyed it very much, but I had to ask what my man thought about Mark and Tina.

He said, “Mark seems like a douche and his wife isn’t attractive but thinks she is, so… ‘Not my type’.”

Monday rolled around and while at work I checked the website and looked Mark up, then wrote to him. I told Mark it was nice to meet him and Jill.

Around lunch time I checked the site and there was a response. It read, “You’re very beautiful,” and was signed by Mark.

I wrote back, “You are awesome!” and told him to instant message me. Moments later he did and we began chatting about the other night.

Turns out that Jill didn’t like my man and made it clear by being rude to him, and she wasn’t a fan of mine either. I wasn’t offended or even cared what she thought but I told Mark my man wasn’t a fan of hers either. I did tell him that I thought he was hot and wished he had fucked me that night. Mark told me the feeling was mutual and we began our secret chatting while I was at work. He sent me pictures of his beautiful cock and I sent him pictures of me and teased him by telling him what I wished he was doing to me.

Mark emailed me on Thursday and told me he had asked his wife if we could play and she told him no. Several times he wrote and asked if I played alone, that is, without my husband. I told him to text me during the day. When he did, I told him that I do but we couldn’t let my man know because he would not be okay with me meeting Mark alone. It would have to be a secret. He wrote back and told me he was going to really fuck me hard. All I needed to do now was find time and that time was today.

I told him I had free time today and he asked, “Do you like Harleys?

I replied, “Yes.”

He asked where to meet him and when.

I gave him the information and waited anxiously for the work day to end. The rest of the day at work went by way too slowly because I couldn’t wait to get out of there. Finally quitting time arrived. I walked to the designated area and Mark was already there waiting on his bike. He handed me a helmet and said, “Get on.”

I held on tight as we rode off down the street. I had no idea where we were going and I didn’t care. We stopped at a two family home in the next city. He told me it was his friend’s apartment and that he had the key.

We went in and the place was a mess but I didn’t have time to care. We went to a bedroom disrobing on the way. Falling on to the bed he began going down on me, licking like a madman saying how beautiful I was, and how much he wanted me. I was so soaked my juices ran down his face. He began with two fingers inside me which brought me to climax almost immediately. I moved around so I could suck that cock as hard as possible. We wound up turning into a sixty nine position.

He didn’t want to come yet so he changed positions and took me doggy style. He fucked me in this position for what seemed like forever. I came again and heard him moan at the same time, and then I felt splashes all over my back and ass followed by his collapsing on me laughing and moaning. We talked about things in general for a while until he was ready to play again.

I knew I only had a few hours, so another round was fine as long as I was home in time to clean up. I began giving him head till he was hard again. He held my head and said those creepy things I like to hear: “Yeah, suck my cock! You love my big cock, don’t you?” and all that other male ego shit.

I sat down on his cock and began to grind against him as he felt my breasts. I just got into the groove of it when I heard the door open and a man called Mark’s name. I rolled off and covered up with a pillow, the only thing I could grab that seemed clean.

The door opened and there was Mark’s friend Scott, who owned the apartment. He was a biker type too and heavy set. Mark introduced him and he went to shake my hand, I thought, but then pulled me over Mark so he could see my naked body.

Mark laughed as Scott said, “Damn, somebody has a hot wife in his bed!” It turns out that Scott had had a threesome with Jill and Mark before. He was also into the swing life style when he had a girl that would agree. I tried to be funny but I didn’t know what to say.

Scott was unexpected and this gruff fat man was now looking at me naked. Mark pulled me back to him and started groping me and said he wasn’t done with me yet.

Scott said, “Good!” and began to take off his clothes.

Mark pushed my head down on his cock and began face fucking me. He became very aggressive and verbal. I gagged as he drove his cock deep down my throat.

Mark didn’t give me an option about Scott joining. Scott came up from behind me and stuck his fat fingers in me laughing. He soon replaced his fingers with his short fat cock. The two men began to take me hard and I came again just from the feeling of being helpless and dominated by two men. Scott couldn’t hold out and soon came all over my ass and fell down laughing.

As Mark began to climb on me again, he raised my legs up high and really pounded me hard, which is just what I needed. He put me in a few more positions and then Mark came again, this time on my face and chest.

I told him I really had to go so after some small talk we got on his bike and he returned me to my car. He apologized, asking if he took things too far. He assumed from our chats that this was what I liked. I told him it was fun and I would contact him later.

I raced home, showered and opened a bottle of wine. “Not a bad way to start the long weekend!” I thought. I relaxed and waited for my husband to come home with his kid to begin a small vacation.

Published 10 years ago

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