Darren didn't realize how much it would turn him on to watch his wife with another man, but seeing Chelsea go down on Brian's manhood made his own harder than it had ever been. His breath caught in his throat as Rachel gripped his balls, massaging them as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. He heard Chelsea groan, and it brought a moan out of him. As she turned all of her attention to Brian, he accorded Rachel the same attention, slipping his hand down to her head.As soon as Brian started stripping Chelsea, Rachel began to unbutton Darren's shirt, ignoring her husband for the lover she was about to enjoy. The whole experience was surreal, being in the same room, touching another woman, while his wife was standing just out of arm's reach being stripped by another man. Darren turned his attention back to Rachel, who had finished unbuttoning his shirt and was stripping out of her own clothes. She wiggled her eyebrows at him as she tossed her clothes to the dresser one piece at
Chelsea couldn't believe they had actually gone through with it. She also couldn't believe how incredibly intense the sex was. Another man stripped her, kissed her, touched her in places only Darren had touched her in fifteen years, and then the man fucked her while her husband was on the other bed with another woman. They did it. They actually did it! Just thinking about it fanned the embers of passion between her legs into a roaring flame again. She wanted more. Much more. No sooner had Darren left for work than Chelsea was back on the computer, seeing if anyone else had noticed their profile.The first message was from Monica, whom they met at Tucker Hideaway a few nights back. Hi, Chelsea and Darren. It was great meeting you. I wanted to let you know about a house party coming up in a couple of weeks. If you're interested in attending, just let me know, and I'll shoot you the details. No pressure. Chelsea shuddered a little, remembering their time at Tucker Hideaway. She wasn't sur
"Again, I ask, what brought this on?" he asked with a slight laugh beside her.As they laid in the bed, Darren still in his dress shirt and tie, pants around his ankles, breathing heavy and staring at the ceiling, Chelsea told him about the other profiles she saved on the website for him to peruse. Pulling her close against him, he chuckled. "You're really throwing yourself into this."For a moment, she panicked. "Is that bad? Is it too much?"He kissed the side of her head. "Not at all. I get it. It's new. Exciting. Trust me, I understand. If it seems to get to be too much or you get too far ahead of me, I'll yank you back.""By the hair, I hope," she said, giggling as she nestled in closer to him."Is there any other way?"She paused for a moment, twirling her fingers around his hard nipple through his shirt, teasing it even more. "Did you enjoy yourself last night? I mean, really enjoy yourself? I know we talked about it briefly but I want to make sure you're not just doing this for
The next few days Chelsea received several messages from people on the swing site, most saying mundane things like Hey, nice profile, let's fuck and Check out our profile and then let's make it happen. Of course, there were others that made it more enticing, usually attaching photos and desiring to meet to see if sparks flew. From several of the photos, Chelsea was pretty sure sparks were going to do more than fly; they were going to set off some major fireworks. She craved those fireworks."Tell me again who we're meeting." Darren reached over, squeezing her hand. "Might help if I know more than the husband makes your pussy wet."Chelsea grinned. "All of this makes my pussy wet, especially since it's something traditional people say we shouldn't do. It's an adventure. Don't you just love adventures?""As long as they're with you." He lifted her hand, kissing her knuckles. "Now, let's go meet the next man to climb between my wife's legs.""Hey, there's a woman there for you, too."He l
As they neared their second drinks, Trevor switched gears. "Well, as much as I have enjoyed getting to know each of you better—it's always great to have real friends in this lifestyle—I think we can safely say, we're here to talk about sexier things. I, for one, would like to know what rules you guys have. I'd hate to cross lines unknowingly."Chelsea wrapped her hands around her glass, a rum runner to help calm her nerves. "Rules?""Your guidelines," Monica said. "You know, like do you prefer always being together in the same room, or different rooms? Do you go out alone for play dates without each other? Some couples don't go for kissing, while others are into oral sex only. Some have rules against kinky stuff and others like sexting and phone sex." She shrugged. "What limits do you two have?"Chelsea glanced at Darren, her eyes a little wide at everything mentioned. She never even considered half of what the other woman mentioned. "To be honest," she said, her speech slow, thoughtfu
Chelsea finished putting breakfast on the table, music playing in the background. Darren had been right. After they left the bar last night, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Chelsea didn't even wait until they got home before she pulled his hard cock from his pants, stroking it to even greater thickness before she slipped her lips around the purplish head, twirling her tongue around it, savoring every vein and ridge in his pulsing member. His hand on the back of her head as he drove the darkened streets only spurred her onto faster bobs of her head, her hand toying with his balls as she sucked his cock. It had been a long time since she felt so randy in her desires, craving the risk of someone passing them on the road and spotting her giving her husband roadhead. His cock twitched, and she swallowed every drop he gave her, licking her lips when she was through.She didn't let up, however. The entire drive home, she continued to stroke him, wanting to keep him hard for whe
Her phone went off again. You're a very sexy lady. I really want to make sure I please you Friday night. If there is anything you really like, or don't like even, I hope you let me know and give a guy an edge. He even added a winking emoji at the end.She turned the water off and picked her phone back up, turning and resting on the counter, a grin pushing up her cheeks. This was getting fun. Honestly, I've only been with one other man besides Darren since I was married, so I'm not really sure what I like or don't like yet. She bit her lower lip, debating whether to add something else, and then decided what the hell. I'm open to trying things. At least once. How else will I know what I like or don't like?Dishes were going to have to wait. Her phone dinged again, but this time it was Darren. I'm at work. Guess who texted me this morning.She laughed. Seems the Newburys were really into doing things on their own. Monica? Trevor's been texting me as well. He wants to make sure he pleases
What about Fantasies? Trevor texted all throughout the day Thursday and much into the evening, keeping Chelsea distracted while Darren and she played pool with friends. Thursday nights were traditionally their nights at Corner Pockets, drinking beers and sinking balls, but Chelsea's imagination was on Trevor's balls, and when she grabbed her pool stick, she thought of grabbing his cock. Her distraction, however, never bothered Darren. He just chuckled and shook his head as he downed his beer. Of course, she would show him the texts or tell him of the conversation. She could also tell that her texting Trevor had an effect on her husband because he had to keep repositioning his cock in his pants to hide his hard-on.What were her fantasies? Swinging was a major one, of course, and they were doing that, but what else did she want to accomplish? When they first started talking about venturing out into swinging community, opening their marriage up to outside sexual adventures, she had told
Marcia relaxed, her hand still draped over Chelsea's head, but at least her legs released Chelsea's head, allowing her to breathe again. "Oh god, that was awesome," Marcia said as she stroked Chelsea's head.Chelsea didn't move, however, focusing on the cock that assaulted her pussy, driving in and out of her until her own body started to shake with her climax. "Darren!" She shoved her pussy back to meet each of his thrusts until she felt his cock twitch. He gripped her even tighter if that was possible and pinned her against him as his balls emptied themselves into her already dripping cunt. She screamed, her body shuddering, her back arching, as her orgasm ripped out of her. This time, she clawed Marcia's thighs as she lost control of her body.Hot splashes of Darren's cum filled her, coating her inner walls and mixing with her own orgasm. He grunted from behind her as he held her, keeping her body from bouncing around too much.When it was finally over, and her body had relaxed, exc
Chelsea felt the bed shift under her as Darren moved around behind her, his hands going to her hips. She kept staring at him over her shoulder as he nudged her legs open wider, sliding between them, his cock thick and straight as he moved closer to her hungry pussy. Just staring at his broad chest and powerful arms made her sex quiver. She loved that they were exploring sexually, loved that they had opened this door and brought others into their bed, but Darren still was the one who could make her drip faster than anyone else. He drove her wild with desire and loved that they were always quick to reconnect after each encounter. He was the one who made her crazy and allowed her the fantasies that had been floating around in her head. His cock satisfied her the most, and his love for her kept her grounded.At the foot of the bed, Monica and Brenda twirled into a sixty-nine position, each one eagerly licking at the other's wet slit as their bodies pressed together. The sight stirred Chels
Marcia sucked on Chelsea's clit, driving her crazy and making it hard for her to concentrate on Monica's pleasure as Marcia worked Chelsea's body like a musician does a fine instrument. Chelsea squirmed over the woman's face as Monica squirmed on hers, all of them going crazy with desire as they sought to bring the others to release.Monica clamped her thighs against Chelsea's face as she started to cry out, "Don't stop! Oh god, don't stop."As her words hit Chelsea's ears, Brenda's orgasm must have hit her as Chelsea heard the woman cry out as well, her screams of pleasure echoing off the walls. Darren's breathing grew heavier, and Chelsea assumed he was close to his own orgasm. She was surprised he had been able to hold off this long with all the attention his cock was getting and the sights around him.Chelsea felt Monica's whole body tighten around her, her thighs going taut as they clamped around her head, her pussy shoved up into her face as Monica's legs held her in place. "Yes!
Brenda slid off Darren's face, and Chelsea saw the wetness coating her husband's chin and lips. "I'll ride that massive cock," Brenda said as she slid her panties off her legs and tossed them to the floor. "I think it's time for Darren to see the rest of his surprise, though. Don't you ladies?" She winked at Chelsea as she started to straddle Darren's cock.Monica giggled. "I love the way you think." She slid around on the bed until she was lying beside Darren, her legs spread, pulling her teddy up to her waist and exposing her glistening pussy. "What do you think, Chelsea? You ready?"Chelsea felt the wetness between her legs drip as she glanced at Darren's puzzled look. Brenda grabbed his cock as she straddled him, guiding his stiff rod into her drenched pussy as she lowered herself down onto him. Chelsea gave him a wink. "I'm ready," she said, and then she crawled across the bed to slide between Monica's legs. Monica slid a leg over each of Chelsea's shoulders, drawing her in closer
Darren moaned, and Chelsea could imagine how he enjoyed Brenda's tongue swirling around his shaft, running over the ridges and veins. Chelsea continued to stroke his hardness in time with Brenda's head movements as Monica shifted on the bed. "Well, I think it's time to put that tongue of yours to use," Monica said as she straddled his face.Chelsea watched as the other woman lifted her teddy slightly as she lowered her pussy to Darren's mouth, his gaze fixed onto the bald slit that was offering itself to his tongue. He reached out, wrapping an arm around Monica's thighs, and just before his face disappeared under the dark-haired woman, Chelsea saw his tongue extending to taste the woman's wetness. Monica placed her hands on her hips, her knees and calves holding her up as she ground her pussy on Darren's face, moaning as his tongue licked up her folds before penetrating her hole. Monica moaned, her hips sliding back and forth over Darren's face.Marcia slid between all of them, lowerin
Chelsea worked overtime to make sure the house was in order before the others arrived. They were due at eight, so she had plenty of time to have dinner over with and cleaned up before the knock came at the door. Darren had pestered her all day, trying to get the scoop on what she had planned, but she kept true to her vow of it being a surprise. Even more so, at seven-forty-five, she made him retire to the bedroom so he wouldn't see the women as they arrived. Each one had said they were bringing something sexy to wear, and Chelsea had hidden an outfit in the living room earlier that day. After making Darren promise not to come out until she called him, she slipped into the red teddy, her perky breasts quite visible through the fabric that ended just below her bare pussy. She twirled in front of the mirror, relishing the way she looked in the lingerie. "Damn, girl," she said to her reflection. "You are one hot little wife." She giggled at herself just as a knock came at her front door.S
"And how did ladies night go?" Darren asked as he set the book he was reading down and gave Chelsea his undivided attention. "Did you happen to leave some poor, unsuspecting man quivering in the corner when the four of you were finished with him?"Chelsea tossed her purse on the couch as she moved over to the recliner where Darren sat and slid into his lap. "Well, to be honest, it was your poor deprived wife who was left quivering in the corner all worked up and horny." Darren looked at her, surprise on his face. "What? Someone turned you down?"Chelsea laughed, giving up her fake dramatics. "Not completely. Peter did make me come. He just didn't use his cock to do it."Darren shifted under her. "All right, now you have to tell me the story." She loved the lusty grin that spread across his face at her words. Whereas most men would be upset and jealous, Darren was turned on. When they first entered the swinging lifestyle, she worried that even though he said he was willing to try it, h
Chelsea led the way outside, Peter being the gentleman and gesturing for her to step in front of him. Of course, knowing him, she was sure his eyes were fixed to her ass and the way her jeans hugged her hips, so she made sure she swayed her rear, enticing him even more. With each step she took toward the outside and the dark night that awaited them, the more her pussy dripped in hopes this wasn't just a simple goodnight. Chelsea very much wanted a story to take back home to Darren.Once they were outside, Chelsea stepped to the side of the front door toward the north side of the building as she turned to face Peter. He jerked his gaze back up to her eyes, and she found herself grinning that she had been right about where his eyes were fixed. The fact was even hotter when he didn't look embarrassed that he was caught staring at her ass."So, what are your plans for the rest of the night?" she asked as she clasped her hands behind her back, her perky breasts pushing forward for Peter's
When they broke the kiss, Chelsea looked over and caught the gaze of one of the men staring at her. She did a doubletake when she noticed it was Peter Morgan, one of her pool buddies and the first man she had sex with without Darren sitting there watching, the only man really. That was something she needed to change. She smiled at him as she gave him a small finger wave, raking him with her gaze. She remembered how well his cock felt in her pussy and wouldn't mind more of him fucking her."Who's Mr. Stud?" Brenda asked, noticing where Chelsea was looking."Ooooo, now he's someone to take home," Monica said, waving at Peter herself and winking.Chelsea laughed. "Oh, he's definitely worth getting undressed for. He shoots pool with me and Darren. We brought him home a couple of weeks ago, and the two of us fucked without Darren in the room. It was the first time for us to do that, me fucking someone without Darren beside me, and I wanted to see how it would feel.""Oh, girl, we all know w