Shared by DianeS
My husband and I have been married for 10 years. We met in college and fell in love gradually eventually engaging in sex. I am glad we did because I discovered I enjoyed sex which was limited, up to then, to solitary masturbation. Once I discovered partner sex I was open to every new experience, although it was with my husband only. After 9 years Ray became restless and had a number of one-night stands all of which he told me about–not to punish me but to be open and honest with me.
I had a lot to think about and decided to talk to my twin sister. To my surprise she told me she and her husband had been swinging for the better part of their marriage–10 years like ours. She had moved to California 2 years after they married and, lonely and feeling isolated, found herself in an affair with a married man at the company where she worked. He told her, after several trysts, that he and his wife were swingers and would be happy to introduce her to their group. She told her husband who agreed to meet everyone and off they went.
Her story can be summed up thusly: the people she met were nice, friendly, and very sexy. She decided to engage full-on and told me she had 4 men and a couple of women that first night. It seems her explosive sexual drive was ignited and the lifestyle suited her and her husband and their marriage have become one of fun, fantasy, and adventure.
I gave very serious thought to what she said. We were identical twins and this was the deciding factor for me–I must have the same explosive drive in me that she had in her. I decided to tell Ray I wanted to try the lifestyle. He was surprised, glad, and aroused. The question was how to go about meeting a couple who were like minded-we live in a small community in northern New England and had no idea where to start.
I suggested that Ray ask one of the women he had been having sex with if they might be interested in including their husbands in a 4 some–that was met with a resounding “no way”. On a business trip to NYC Ray picked up a magazine where folks like us could place an ad and direct responses to a mailbox. It was suggested that a nude photo be included to get the most response, I have what has been called a camera-friendly body: 5’6″, 110 lbs, 32C with very prominent nipples, tapered legs, tight abdomen and a nice ass. I also am a throwback to the 80’s I suppose in that I have a full bush–perfect triangle of hair, long, thick and soft.
So the next day I drove to a suburb of Boston and met with a professional photographer–told him I wanted a nude album to surprise my husband on his birthday-a set of 8×10 and a set of wallet-sized photos. He was very professional and during the shoot I could feel myself growing more aroused. By the time we were finished and I got home I was so aroused and soaking wet I used my toys for at least an hour, coming several times. I lay back on the bed and smiled at the thought of how good this was going to be.
Several days later the photos came and they were perfect. Ray and I spent an hour or so deciding which photo to use with the ad–decided on a frontal ad with my face in full view and my breasts covered by one arm with my pussy covered by my hand. We wrote up the ad and the next day I took it to the post office to mail it. I guess I wanted to be sure it was sent off. The next 2 weeks were torture. Would anyone respond? Would we, me really, like any of the people? Where would we meet/ What should I wear? And so many more.
Finally, the day came when the PO Box was filled–there were nearly two dozen responses. I rushed home, unsure of whether I should open them or wait for Ray to come home. I decided on the latter and when he finally came through the door I was laughing and shouting and I threw the envelopes in the air. We picked them up and started opening them. We separated the responses by too old–about 3, not attractive from the pictures enclosed–about 4, and the remainder–13 we decided to discuss that night. Since I was the one most nervous we agreed I would make the selection.
After much thought, I decided on a couple in their early thirties. I was attracted to the woman because she was average in looks and, for my first time, I didn’t want to feel I was outshone. Silly, right? It was a girl thing. The man in the picture was handsome in a rugged way: sandy blond hair which also covered his chest–I love a hairy chest. He was lean and trim. But his most attractive trait was the size of his cock–by my best guess he was 11 inches long and his girth looked larger than my hand would fit around. I had always wondered about a really large cock–Ray is average–7 inches and my hand fits easily around it. So it was decided that I would call the wife the next day and make a date to meet.
I was nervous waiting for someone to pick me up. How do you even start the conversation? Well, a soft voice came on and I said who I was and that I was answering her letter to us. She knew right away who I was, introduced herself as Aggie, and made me feel perfectly at ease. We agreed to meet at a motel that had a full bar in Burlington, Mass at 7 the following Friday. At the appointed time we walked into the bar. We saw the couple at a table in the back and walked over. Whatever nervousness I felt dissipated immediately. He stood up and I found my eyes drawn to his crotch. I was already wet. We ordered drinks and began conversing. After about 30 minutes Pat smiled at me and asked if I had any questions. I didn’t but he went on to say he had a vasectomy 4 years ago so I needn’t worry about getting pregnant. Aggie asked Ray if he was safe or would he be using a condom–safe was the answer–vasectomy 6 years ago. With that, I asked Ray to get a room with 2 king-sized beds while Pat paid for the drinks. We met up with Ray and all four of us walked to the room.
Once inside Pat adjusted the air and sat on the bed. He motioned me over and I went and sank into his arms. We began kissing, each kiss more passionate than the one before, I could feel my panties fill with moisture, I looked over to the other bed and saw them engaged in soft kisses. I didn’t feel jealous; rather I was happy for him–and me. I excused myself for a minute to freshen up in the bathroom; meanwhile, I encouraged Pat to disrobe and get comfortable. Emerging from the bathroom about 5 minutes later I had wrapped a towel around my waist, leaving my breasts exposed. I looked over at Ray and he was busily involved with Aggie’s pussy. From the sound of it, both were enjoying themselves.
Pat sat up and slid his legs to the floor. I came to him and we kissed gently, His hands began to caress my breasts and I began to moan, first softly and then louder. My nipples are very sensitive and I get turned on really turned on the harder they are squeezed. I told Pat to squeeze as hard as he could and, as he applied pressure, an orgasm began to grow and rock me. This turned him on–his cock which was pointing straight out began to bob up and down. I gave him a bright smile and told him to lie back.
I began to run my fingers through the hair on his chest, tracing a line down to his taught abdomen, around his balls–quite large, and then to the base of his enormous cock. He groaned softly and I began to lick his cock with soft, long tongue strokes. I put my hand around his cock and it did not encircle it. A second hand in the opposite direction completed the circuit and I began to stroke him, slowly, for several minutes. Then I released my grip and put my mouth on the head of his cock and sucked it slowly, with each stroke putting his cock further into my mouth. I was finally able to swallow it–I don’t know-how and then released his cock inch by inch. I was wild with passion now. I cupped his balls in my hand and gently inserted them into my mouth, I rolled them around while stroking his cock–he was moaning.
He then pulled me onto his abdomen. My pussy was right at his face and he began to lick and suck my cunt. My outer lips became engorged and, for the first time ever, my clit emerged from its hood and stood up straight. I had never seen my clit like this so was surprised, embarrassed, aroused even more. I drifted on a cloud of passion I had never known. My moans increased in intensity. Finally, I asked him to hurry, to fuck me because my cunt was on fire. He smiled, changed positions, and, with my legs on his shoulders, slowly entered my soaking wet cunt. Each inch seemed to bring an orgasm. After a few minutes, I exploded in the most intense orgasm I had ever had.
There was one thing I wanted and had forgotten to mention–I love to swallow cum. I could tell he was about to come so I said in a throaty voice to shoot his cum in my mouth, on my tits and stomach. He pulled out just in time and poured cum onto me. I had never believed all the stories I heard about huge cum shots but I found it true. He filled my mouth three times with his first loads, covered my breasts with his next load, and washed down my stomach with his final load. He lay down next to me all spent.
I looked over at Ray and he was excited. He and Aggie enjoyed themselves–if fact she was glad someone else was dealing with Pat’s huge cock. She climbed over Ray and sat down next to me. She loved cum, especially the thick creamy white cum Pat shot. She pushed me back and began to lick the cum off my breasts. Some she swallowed and some–SURPRISE–she gave to me via a soft French kiss. From that point we were off to the races–she played with my nipples and I with hers, We both licked and sucked our clits–mine still out there and hers, smaller, in its hood. We finished each other off with a good tongue lashing.
Fun over we washed up, dressed, and left the room promising to stay in touch. We did but only after Ray and I made our way through the rest of the letters we received. And we have been to several meets at swinger parties but we find the smaller 2-4 couples works better for us.
As for me, the experience of swinging has given me confidence, a better awareness of my body. That explosive sexual need has been recognized and is regularly satisfied. And our marriage is better than ever.
A PS to my story. The Xmas after my first experience my sister came to visit. I had told her about that experience and the ones following. She was hesitant to mention something but I told her to spit it out. It seems for all the years her husband has known me he has wanted to fuck me. Now we were into the family. I told her I would speak with Ray. I did and I found out that he always wanted to fuck Dorothy. So that night, without saying anything to the guys, my sister and I came down to the family room dressed in makeup and Santa hats. We walked over to the boys, selected the partner for the night and the fuckfest began. Fred has a good-sized cock so I was happy; Ray found every inch of Dorothy which gave her pleasure, He finally knelt down, pulled her hips close to him, and began to rub his cock up and down her lips and clit until she was so wet his cock just fell inside her. She let out a deep moan and begged him not to strop. Finally, they came together. The sex went on for three days. When they left there were not more family secrets, just warm memories.
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