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A first time experience at an intimate swing party

“Are we ready to go?” I ask Ann.

She grabs the leather tote bag and says, “I think so.” We’ve been preparing all week, picking out all the right clothes and accessories.

As far as the sitter and our kids are concerned, we are just going out to a typical Saturday evening social event. If they only knew what was in the bag.

We had seen an ad in the back of one of the free local entertainment guides for ‘Sensual and erotic adult parties.’ We made our reservation weeks ago, and the wait has been agonizing. But we are prepared. Sexy intimate apparel and lingerie, toys, lube and all manner of latex.

I start the car and pull out of the driveway. This is the first time we’ve gone to an actual swing party. Sure, we’ve played strip poker with other couples, and had a few very sexually explicit truth or dare games, but nothing quite like this. It’s an hour ride up the peninsula. We talk about our fantasies, and what our limits are. About what if she does this and what if he wants that. About our feelings for each other and what we desire for this evening.

The anticipation is excruciating. Finally we arrive, park the car and walk over to the waterfront area. Our hosts and another couple have just arrived. We help them in with the food and beverages, and chat while things are getting set up. It’s a cozy loft apartment overlooking the water. There are two party rooms, one on either side of the main living area, with a small kitchen alcove.

Bob and Jessica have been hosting parties for about three years. There are usually about five or six couples at their parties. They introduce us to Tom and Gayle, who are regulars. Everyone is laid back, and we talk as the other guests arrive. We have some white wine and snack at the buffet table. The conversation is loosening up, with people talking about other clubs and their experiences. We are the only newbies. Everyone else seems to have been around the lifestyle for years. One of the women, Judy, says that she came here to watch the boys play, since they never do at regular house parties. Her husband wasn’t interested in this club and stayed home with the kids. She is here with a good friend Bill. He tells us that his wife went to an all girl party earlier in the week, so this is his night out. There is another conversation going on and I hear a woman say something about her strap-on. This is a bisexually friendly club. Not that you have to be bisexual in order to be here, just have an open mind about people who are. All of these folks are married and lead outwardly straight lives.

I notice a few people drifting off into one of the party rooms. Tom is talking to people about their fantasies. Jessica talks about picking up a young woman at a bar and watching her husband lick her all over. I confess to being turned on by any kind of group activity. Tom presses me to be specific. I describe Ann and I with our tongues twined around his erection. Tom says that he is very turned on by watching the girls play. Ann mentions some exotic location, but doesn’t say who’s on her or what they are doing. I know one little erotic fantasy that has pushed her over the edge: my verbalizing about licking her clit while she is getting her pussy pounded by a hard cock. One of the women in the party room comes out to get something in the kitchen. She is wearing nothing but a terry wrap around her waist and a big smile. Her partner comes out in the buff, and they rummage around in a cabinet before going back to the party.

Ann suggests that we change into something more comfortable. As we are passing by the party room off the kitchen, we see a woman lying on her back on the bed. Her husband is on his knees and between her legs, eating her pussy. The couple that just left the kitchen is there, massaging them and kissing them, making this a very erotic scene. When we come back out, I get some nice compliments on the leopard print silk half-robe that Ann bought me. Ann is wearing a very sheer black teddy with matching robe, and also gets some compliments.

I’m very comfortable here, with a keen sense of belonging. Nothing is fake. Everyone is real, open and honest about their sexuality, whatever their orientation. Gayle had been making small talk with Ann. After we come back, I can’t help but notice her interest in me. She keeps looking over at me questioningly. At this point Tom is oblivious, drinking wine and talking with Bob and Jessica. Ann is taking it all in, enjoying the company.

There is a lot of heavy breathing and moaning coming from the occupied party room, and we’ve heard at least one female orgasm. Ann and I head for the unoccupied party room. I glance back at Gayle and Tom to see if they might be interested in joining us. Gayle gives me a wink and I catch her whispering into Tom’s ear. Ann and I sit on the bed facing each other. I take her hands in mine and kiss her on the lips.

“What do you think so far?” I ask.

“They are very nice people,” she pauses. “But I don’t know if I can do this.”

“You don’t have to do anything that you are not comfortable with,” I reassure her. I’m up for anything, but I understand her hesitance. “What do you think about Tom and Gayle?”

“They’re a very attractive couple. When Tom was asking about my fantasies…” She trails off with a faraway gaze. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck. She responds by stroking my back. I pull her close and run my hands down to her buttocks, squeezing them and rubbing near the base of her spine. I feel myself getting erect, growing against her abdomen. Kissing up from her neck to her ear, I lick the outer ridges with my tongue. Her breathe quickens and she presses herself against me tightly. I lean back to untie her robe. Slipping it off her shoulders, her hard nipples are clearly visible through the sheer fabric of her teddy. My erection is poking out through the front of my robe, still confined by my silk shorts. I take off my robe and drop it on the floor. Ann hooks her thumbs under the waistband of my shorts, sliding them down and letting my erection spring free.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Tom and Gayle enter the room. Gayle sits on the edge of the bed and asks, “Can we join you?” Tom’s unspoken smile suggests, ‘and make some of your fantasies come true.’

I raise my eyebrow at Ann. She gives me a slight nod and I say, “Sure.” Tom and Gayle quickly undress and sit beside us. Tom reaches over and massages the back of Ann’s neck. Ann and I are caressing each other and kissing. Tom leans in and kisses Ann on the neck. She closes her eyes and tilts her head back, enjoying the sensation of two sets of lips on her body. I feel her tremble and see goose bumps raise on her arms. Gayle slides in behind me, getting close and pressing her breasts against my back. She traces my right ear with her finger, breathing onto my neck. Her light touch is so sensual. I caress her thigh as she reaches around and runs her hand across my chest. She circles my nipples and tweaks them with her thumb and forefinger. Moving her hand lower, she runs her fingertips along the length of my cock. She uses her fingers to stimulate me, lubricated by my copious amount of precum.

Ann and Tom are now facing each other. Ann has her hand wrapped around Tom’s erect shaft, slowly stroking him. Tom is suckling her right nipple, running his hand down her belly towards her damp pubes. His fingers graze through her dark bush. He caresses on either side of her labia with his index and ring fingers, at the top of her inner thighs. Sliding his middle finger between her lips, he dips into her pussy. Her mouth opens and she gasps at his intrusion. I feel good, watching my wife lose her inhibitions and let go.

I turn around to face Gayle. Our hosts, along with Judy and Bill, have occupied the couch along the far wall. Judy is the center of attention, with Bob and Bill on either side. The three of them are tongue kissing, while the boys caress her breasts. Jessica is kneeling on the rug, kissing and nibbling her way up Judy’s inner thigh. When Jessica reaches her center of attention, she parts Judy’s labia with her tongue, and licks up to her clit, planting her mouth directly on Judy’s erect nub. Judy and Bob are now French kissing. Bill leans across Judy’s lap and slides his mouth along Bob’s engorged member, tickling the tip with his tongue. My head is about to explode! The visual stimulation is overwhelming.

With my hands behind Gayle’s shoulders, I lean forward and lower her to the bed. “Are you having fun yet?” she asks with a smile.

“Oh yes,” I say to her, beaming. “I think we’re going to have a lot more fun before the night is over.”

“Tom,” says Gayle. “Lie down beside us.” Tom rolls in beside her, with his head near her hip. She raises her knee, so her husband can reach under and manually stimulate her. Ann bends down between Tom’s legs. I watch as she lowers her mouth onto his cock. She licks back up to the top and meets my gaze. From her devilish grin I know that she is feeling very naughty, and enjoying it. I kiss my way down Gayle’s body, all the way down to her ankle. Her legs are so soft and smooth. I stroke my hand up her calf. When I reach her knee, I use the tips of my fingers to caress their way up her thigh. I meet Tom’s fingers between his wife’s pussy lips, and feel her slick wetness as he penetrates her. Sliding up, I place my mouth on her clit, lightly stimulating it with my soft tongue. Tom moves his hand away and concentrates on Ann’s ministrations, giving me free rein of Gayle’s pussy. I love to go down on a woman. I am in complete control, and I play her like a fiddle. She is panting heavily, grinding in rhythm to every stroke of my tongue. Not wanting to push her over the edge too soon, I slow down a bit, then stop and come up for air. She lets out a slight whimper, and I know that she is aching for more.

I ask Gayle if she would like to act out a fantasy. She seems keen, and of course so does Tom. Ann blushes as I describe what I have in mind. I lie back on the bed and Ann straddles my head, facing away from my feet. She is very wet and aroused. I extend my tongue and lick her pussy. Her taste and scent are intoxicating. There is a basket of condoms on the nightstand, along with lube and toys. She reaches over and takes two condoms out of the basket, handing one to Tom and one to Gayle. As Tom puts on his condom, Gayle has a trick of her own. She takes the tip of the condom between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, holding the rolled up end against her lips. Bending over me, she fits it onto the head of my cock with her mouth, using her tight lips to slowly unroll it along my entire length. Ohhh, I am so hard and it feels so good. My buttocks clench and I grasp Ann’s hips tightly. Gayle kneels over my hips facing me, and I watch as her hungry cunt devours my enraged cock. Tom slips in between Gayle and Ann, kneeling over my chest. Ann is leaning forward, resting on her forearms. I reach up and guide Tom into my wife’s waiting hole. This is so hot and so naughty that my mind reels. Placing my mouth back onto Ann’s clit, I feel each stroke of Tom’s hot cock as he plunges into her. Ann bends her head down to look at the action, and I meet her gaze. She is breathing heavily through her open mouth, and her face is a contorted mask of lust. At this rate she won’t last long. Her eyes roll and she throws her head back.

“Yes, yes, yes!” She clenches the covers with her fists, thrashing her head from side to side. It’s a wild ride, but I’m determined to stay on target through her gut wrenching orgasm. Ann’s orgasm sends Tom over the edge, and I feel his spasms with my tongue as he explodes. They roll off side by side on the bed, spent.

With a clear view I watch Gayle ride me. I reach up and cup her breasts, grasping her nipples between the base of my index and middle fingers. I can see why this position is called ‘cowgirl.’ She has control, and is grinding against me in a circular arc, with her finger frigging her clit. Matching her pace, I press up against her in a steady rhythm. I feel her getting close, and increase the tempo just a bit. She bears down hard as her orgasm builds.

“On fuck, oh fuck!” she screams. I grab her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh as I piston into her. Her orgasmic spasms are the spark that triggers my explosion.

“Ahh, ahh , arrrrgg!” My scream is guttural and primal as we thrash against each other. Wave after wave of pleasure course through our loins, radiating up through our bodies. She collapses against me in a quivering mass of flesh.

Ann and Tom have been enjoying the show. Gayle slides off into Tom’s arms and I cuddle with Ann. The party is winding down, and the other party room has emptied out. We dress and get ready to go, with hugs and kisses all around. Since Tom and Gayle are regulars here, it is likely that we will see them again.

Ann leans into me on the ride home, enjoying the closeness and warmth as we discuss our shared experience. We have no regrets, and look forward to making this a regular event.

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Swingers Party – A couple visit a place of unlimited pleasure

It has been an interesting few months. I never thought it possible for me to even consider participating in sex with the neighbours. The first time that Carol came over was hard for me, particularly watching Michael finish by having sex with her. The next time with Carol and her boyfriend was better; Michael and I were able to make love as a couple and I guess I felt less jealous about that. Carol then joined the two of us, and it was even better to have the full attention of Michael and her.

Now, it is our first party and I am not sure what to expect. The rules are to dress sexy; Michael suggested that red underwear would go well against my brown skin. I let him purchase a lacy g-string and a matching bra. Looking in the mirror, the underwear does look good, he is better at those things that I am. Although I am 40, I have been dieting and working out, and it is really showing. Michel says I look great, he loves my arse and grabs it every chance he can get. I am going to wear the tight black dress I bought for last years Christmas party with some black high heels. Not too high though. Underneath the g-string I am freshly shaved and ready for the night.

Michael is wearing new underwear, but just a new jockey style. He thinks it is tacky for men to wear g-strings and other strange attire. Over that goes his normal clothes. Like me, he is shaved in all of the intimate places.

Our hotel is only a short walk to the club. Michael deposits our belongings in the safe at reception before we head off.

At the club, which looks like it used to be a factory or warehouse, we are greeted by a lady in her 30′s. We tell her who we are and Michael pays her the $50. She invites us in and shows us around.

Downstairs is what she describes as the ‘meeting’ area. This is an open space with couches and a bar. Also downstairs is the ‘group sex’ room. This is a large room, mirrors right along one wall and windows overlooking the yard. The room is entirely covered with a plastic covered mattress. Moving outside, the yard has a large wooden spa and deck, as well as some tables and chairs.

Upstairs are what she calls the ‘private’ rooms. There are several rooms; each one has a smaller version of the mattress downstairs. She gives us a key on a chain and takes us to the locker room. Here we can leave our clothes. In each locker are two towels and some condoms. We shan’t need those as I have insisted that Michael and I are only operating as a couple. We undress down to our underwear and Michael hangs the locker key around his neck.

Downstairs, Michael asks me if I want a drink.

“A glass of wine please.”

“Are you sure, you don’t normally drink?”

“Yes, quite sure.”

“Make sure you don’t drink too much. It will affect you more if you are not used to it.”

Michael returns with a glass of white wine and some bottled water for himself.

“Be careful, sip it to make it last, It tastes sweet but is still quite powerful.” On the couch in the meeting room are another couple. They are fully clothed and holding hands, looking as nervous as I feel. At least Michael has enough front for both of us.

It is already 9 o’clock, and the party is starting to move. We go outside to check the spa. It has several men and women in it. One man is on his knees on the ledge inside the spa; his face buried between the legs of a middle-aged woman. The women is sitting on the decking around the spa, her legs either side of his head and holding a glass of wine like mine; looking quite unconcerned. The other men and women in the spa are hugging and kissing, and probably playing with each other below the frothing water. A movement catches my eye. There is a woman on her back on one of the garden tables. A man is standing and thrusting into her with slow strokes. The only connection between the two seems to be his penis. I feel like I am spying so I look away quickly. Something draws me back, and I grip Michael’s hand and point them out to him. Nothing much else is happening out here, and it seems rather lonely in the semi-darkness.

We adjourn inside the club. The couple are still on the couch, still holding hands. There is more happening in the group sex room. A man is on his back, and a slim lady in her 30′s is on top. Only she is facing backwards, facing towards his feet. Michael says that is called a ‘reverse cowgirl’. She has very pale skin, whiter than I have ever seen before. She has red hair and I notice that she has left some hair around her pussy. It is red too. Michael was right, he said he had been with natural blondes who were like that. She alters her position, leaning back more. She seems to be enjoying it.

A middle-aged woman, a little plump, is on top of a man, he is fucking her from below. A second man is fingering her arse. The second man then moves forward, and presses his penis into her arsehole. The woman stops moving and allows herself to be penetrated by two men at once. She grimaces a little as he eases his way into her. Slowly, both men resume thrusting, the man on top slowly at first. It looks like their penises are touching they are so close together. The woman shows no discomfort having two men inside her. That must be an amazing experience. A third man gets on his knees near her face. She reaches up and takes him in her mouth. I watch now as she satisfies three men. I can feel myself getting wet, and my red underwear now has a dark patch as it soaks up my juices. I feel Michael’s manhood, it is larger but still not erect. We will have to do something about that soon.

The man on the bottom doesn’t last so long, he starts pumping faster and faster and then slows when he cums. He waits a second and pulls out before his condom slips off. The man on top is also starting to move faster. He too doesn’t last so long. I know how tight it must be for him. He pumps faster a couple of times before slowing when he cums as well. He grabs his condom as he pulls out. The third man is getting all of the woman’s attention now. She sucks him as well as rubbing his shaft with one hand. He grunts and cums, but we don’t see anything as he is also protected by latex.

There is another couple to one side. He is standing and she is on her knees, his manhood in her mouth. I watch as she runs her lips up and down his shaft while stroking him at the same time. After a while, he starts moving his hips, fucking her mouth while she bobs back and forward in time. He runs his hands through her hair as she continues to lick and suck on him. His thrusting becomes more frantic and I can feel him almost ready to cum. With a final gasp, he comes inside her mouth. She keeps on sucking on him, swallowing his semen although I can see a little dripping to one side. With some of the semen running down her face, she smiles like she enjoyed it as much as he did.

I have finished my drink and Michael asks me if I want another.

“No thanks.”

Maybe he was right and it is affecting me. All I want to do now is get rid of my underwear. I unhook my bra and slip down my g-string. I then gently ease Michael’s underwear down. He takes the hint and steps out of them. His manhood is definitely swollen but not yet ready. I quickly place our small pile of clothing in the corner before returning to him. He grabs me and kisses me while stroking his favourite part, my bottom. He asks me if I want to go upstairs to the private rooms. I say no, lets do it here.

I stroke his shaft, and feel it quickly grow with my caresses. His penis is not much longer than most of the others, but it is so much thicker. He asks me how I would like it.

“Reverse cowgirl”

“Okay”

He lies down, and I kneel astride him, guiding him in. This does feel different. I lean forward and hold his legs and then start to stroke slowly. I look around and I notice we have attracted an audience. There are a couple of men and women up close and watching us. This isn’t what I expected, so many people watching.

One of the men reaches across and fondles my breasts. Like a lot of men, he is too hard, squeezing my breasts and hurting my nipples. I brush him away.

I change a little and lean back. Michael’s rod is now touching that sweet spot inside on each stroke. Now I know why that red-haired girl was enjoying this so much. It really is good.

In the crowd is a girl with long blonde hair. She moves up close and reaches forward between my legs. She gazes up at me and smiles. I nod. She starts to rub my clit ever so gently. Now, this is heaven, I can feel Michael’s swollen manhood brushing my sweet spot while this girl strokes and caresses my clit. I close my eyes and try to forget about our audience, I just want to cum. But I can’t! No matter how good it feels, I am not getting close. Any my legs are getting tired too.

I ease myself off Michael, I hear him fall out with a ‘plop’. I ask him to get on top. I need to feel him deep inside me. I spread my legs and pull my knees back in anticipation. As he moves towards my hungry opening, I guide him in. He slides right in with his full depth. He pulls almost right out and does it again. At the same time, I can feel the girl up close to us; she is caressing my face while Michael thrusts so deeply. I can feel the sweat on his chest, I see the dampness in his hair. I think he is finding it as hard to cum as I am. He slows down again, drawing right out of me until I can feel him just caressing my lips before thrusting down with his full length. Then again, and again and again. I can feel the tension in his muscles as he seems to be willing himself onward. At last, one last deep thrust and a deep gasp as he cums inside me. He continues to pump three or four more times until he is spent. I love that feeling when I am full of his liquid, when I can feel both his juice and his member still inside me.

He kisses me tenderly as the girl rubs her hand through his damp hair. He lies there for a bit before pulling out. The girl finds a facecloth from somewhere and wipes the juices away from my pussy and where they have drained onto the mattress.

Then she does something unexpected. She bends over and kisses me, I feel her tongue between my lips, I open my mouth in anticipation. Our tongues touch, hers deep inside me. At the same time she reaches down to my swollen and wet pussy and starts to stroke me again. Quietly, she asks, “I want to taste you.” I nod.

She leans across my, running her tongue around my nipples, licking her way down to my womanhood. I feel her hair tickling against my skin as she explores my body. She finally gets down to my clit and teases it with her tongue.

I have never tasted a female before, but I look across at her cute bottom so close to my head. I reach across and gently motion her legs towards me. She gets the hint and moves to straddles my face. I look up at her so close to my face, her labia surrounded by trimmed blonde hair. I brace myself by holding her hips and raise my mouth to kiss her there. Her lips are engorged and wet but the taste and smell is sweet. Sweeter than I imagined. I imitate her motion on me, rubbing my tongue up and down her lips and then moving to her clit, large and protruding with the excitement. I then lick her lips again just to taste her juices. I can see why men just beg to go down on us,

The girl moves, and whispers to me that it is best if she concentrates on me first. She resumes by kneeling between my legs, I feel her slip her tongue inside me. Never before had a finger or a cock felt so good. Her tongue was everywhere, trying to devour my insides. Then she pulls it out and moves up. Her tongue makes contact with my clit, I just so want to cum, I am willing her to make it happen. She opens her entire mouth and devours me. Her entire mouth and lips are working on my clit. I feel the sensations build as she holds my hips to brace herself against my movements. I cry out when I cum, it’s just so wonderful as the feelings flood through me. She continues to lick and suck, it’s incredible. I feel the feelings building. I raise my hips, trying to force her face harder onto me. Again those feelings flood through me. But she doesn’t take her face away. I want her to stop and I want her to keep going. Once more I feel it build up, again I cry out. Again I cum.

It’s too much, I need to stop, I need to recover. I grab her head and ease it away from me. She looks at me and smiles.

“Now its my turn”

She lies down beside me and I take the hint. I kneel between her legs and bury my face in her cute, blonde – framed womanhood. All I want to do is devour this pretty young girl who has taken me places I never believed possible. I start to lick her lips, lick her clit. I let my feelings take over. Then I think, slow down, take it easy. I take her whole clit in my mouth and suck and lick it. She moves her hips, I hold onto her to keep contact. Still I continue to devour her. I feel her pressing her hips hard against my face. She reaches forward and holds my head. She cries out as she cums.

Just as she had done to me, I keep it up; again she presses her hips up hard against me, her pussy dripping; her juices running down my chin. Again she cries out. Again I had make her cum. Still I want to keep going.

“Oh yes, just like that”

She wants to cum. I keep stroking her clit. Again she cries out and I have to hold on as she cums again.

Then she sits up. I move along her body, kissing her tummy, her belly button, her breasts. I want to devour this wonderful girl who has brought be so much pleasure. She reaches forward and kisses me on the lips, my lips that are still wet with her juices. Then she pulls out from under me and disappears out of view.

I notice that the crowd around us is now a little smaller. Michael is kneeling nearby, his member starting to grow again.

“Are you alright?” I ask. “You look a little left out.”

“No, not at all darling, you two are the most beautiful people in the room, and that was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen”

He leans across and kisses me. I run my hands up his shaft and feel it start to grow again. I want to eat him too.

“Stand up Michael”

He did as he was told. I kneel before him and take him in my mouth. I can feel it grow. I remembered what the lady was doing when we saw her earlier in the evening and copied her. As well as running my lips up and down his shaft, I also use my hands on him. I feel him growing. There are still one or two watching us, but I couldn’t care less. This has been a special night for me, and one which would not have happened had he not pushed me a little. I want to taste his cum for the first time.

I feel some cum on the end of his shaft already, it tastes a little salty and not unpleasant. Hey, I think I learnt tonight that our bodies juices are something to relish, not something to be ashamed of. I continue to suck and to stroke. I hope he doesn’t take to long to cum, my neck and lips are starting to ache.

He can’t run his hands through my African hair, but he holds my head and strokes my cheek. I continue to suck, I want to feel him fill me up and I want to taste his masculine juices. I feel his muscles tighten, he grunts and he spurts into my mouth, again and again. It runs over my tongue and down my throat. Hey, it feels good. Every woman should do this. I want every last drop, so I run my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, licking away all of that lovely man – juice.

“Darling,” he says, “I think it is time for us to go.”

I grab our underwear and we make our way to the locker room. On the way, coming down the stairs, we see the couple who were sitting on the couch. Coming down the stairs from the ‘private rooms’. They are still holding hands only she is wearing nothing but roll top stockings and a smile and he just has the smile. His hair is untidy, hers is dishevelled. I think they had a fun time too.

In the locker room are large showers, big enough for the two of us. We shower together, Michael washes away the juices from between my legs, and then I wash him. We get dressed and head back to the hotel. It is not late, but a lot has happened in the last three hours or so.

EPILOGUE

I slept oh so soundly and I think Michael did too.

I awake with the unusual noises of the city. I feel a little confused. I notice that Michael is stirring.

“Michael”

“Yes darling”

“I am not sure where we go from here”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, last night was more wonderful than I imagined, but how do we repeat that?”

“Last night was special, and we will do it again sometime. But there is still you and me together. And anytime we want to we can make love together.”

He leans over and kisses me. I kiss him back. He runs his hands around to my bottom and fondles it. I get the hint and remove my nightie. He continues to kiss me, drawing my lips between his. At the same time he gently caresses my breasts, circling but not touching the nipples.

He holds me in his arms and hugs me close to him. I wrap my leg over his, and he reaches down and fondles my leg and thigh. He knows me, he knows which parts of me to rub hard and which parts to be gentle with.

He continues on my lower half. I spread my legs to give him access. He rubs my thighs, straying to my pussy lips before moving to the other thigh. He spends a little more time at my pussy, getting me hotter all of the time. All the time, he kisses my mouth, kisses the nape of my neck, kisses my nipples.

I reach down for his manhood, but it is hard and erect. I don’t need to stroke it, I just hold it. I wrap my fingers around it and feel the size and feel the hardness.

He then moves to my clit. He places his fingers each side of and starts to rub. Not too hard, not too soft, not too fast, not too slow. I feel the pleasure building. Every now and again, he rubs a little harder. My pleasure builds more and he must sense it. He gradually increases the pressure but not the speed. The familiar sensations build up and with a gasp I cum. He immediately stops, knowing I must be sensitive. That was just so good.

He starts on my pussy lips, preparing me for him. He slips one, then two fingers inside for a little while. Not too long, there is something much bigger to follow.

Silently, he rolls me on my back and lifts my right leg. I pull it out of the way and he slides underneath, his leg then over my left leg and his hips right where they should be. He takes his shaft and edges it forward. I take it from him and press it to me. He slowly enters me. I feel myself expand around his size.

He can’t kiss me, he is lower on the bed. He strokes my cheek and kisses by breasts. He holds my face, leaves my pussy alone. All the time, he thrusts gently. I reach down and feel myself. I feel his shaft inside me just below my fingers. I rub myself, not to make myself cum, just to feel good. All of the time he kisses my nipples and caresses my face.

I feel him quicken, he thrusts faster and then he thrusts very, very deep into me. He grunts as he cums. I feel him fill me, his juices and his shaft now inside me. He continues to lie inside me as I rest my leg on his hip. The juices are running out of me and down my legs.

“What about the sheet?” I ask

“It’s a present for the maid” he replies. “The stain is her souvenir that we love each other and we made love this morning in this bed.”

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  • Wife got the birthday present she always wanted – “GangBang”
  • Wifes 1st time with a girl while hubby watches (True story)
  • Intruder attacks lady in her bathroom