Back in the swing of things

Missswoonypants asked forever ago who had been to a swingers club and wanted to hear about the experience.  I started to send this to her via ask, but decided it would make a good story to share here.  I also started to tell this story then (at least a month or two ago), but it landed in my drafts without enough time to finish it.

Anyway, here you go…

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Wife woke up horny, but had to do some work stuff for a couple hours.  Killed that idea as she came home and had no desire for it later.  Clearly this means I need more FWB’s.

I’d love for some birthday sex, but wife is working 10+ hours today AND feels like shit because of a sinus infection.  Booooo!

On a related note, birthday sex volunteers can apply within.  ;)

Writer’s note:  I’ve rarely (if ever) tried the whole “story” thing.  Just smile and pat me on the head if it sucks, kay?  Also, it’s a true story that happened last week.

Another note:  This got WAAAAY longer than I thought.  If you plan on reading, get comfy first.

For way too long, we’ve spent too much time wrapped up in the day to day stresses of work, kids, etc. One night last week, wifey started drinking her Guinness and relaxed for the first time in what felt like forever.  While we were sharing a big tray of my famous ground beef and black bean nachos, the contented smile across her face finally showed through the fact that we both had too much stress to handle.  For now, those didn’t matter.

Sly flirting found its way between bites of the nachos as the kids finished their dinner and moved to the living room.  Seeing that the beer was working to loosen her inhibitions, I took advantage of the situation.   With her and I alone at the kitchen table, I start rubbing her thigh through her comfortable yoga pants.  I saw a sparkle in her eye that has been lacking.  Seeing an opportunity, I bring up the subject of finding a “friend” to invite over after the kids go to sleep.  A sly smile and a gleam in her eye precede her whispering “That could be fuuuun” as she leaned closer to me.

Since it had been forever since our last threesome, I had no guys on retainer and no plan.  Here’s where my wishful thinking had perhaps gotten ahead of actual logistics.  Over the past year or so, we had each played with separate people but nothing together.

As she worked to get kids ready for an early bedtime, I worked frantically on the swinger personals sites we’re on and Craigslist in effort to find a guy for her.  I put together an intro sort of email to copy/paste to several guys in our area.  In addition, I logged into one of the sites IM app.  I quickly glanced at a few profiles even to the point of taking the laptop into a kid’s bedroom for her to sneakily glance at pictures for her approval.

I managed to start a conversation via IM with one of the guys she found attractive.  With time of the essence (Her horny drunk phase quickly leads to tired drunk), I got right to the point as I knew my window would be closing.  I laid out the facts in saying we were interested in talking to guys that might be interested in playing with the wife while I watched and joined in later.  He liked her pictures and said he’s be interested, but expressed hesitation in that he’s never done anything like that before.

We made some small talk and I walked him through likely scenarios including reiterating to him that I personally had no interest in playing with him.  This was all about her.  After giving it some thought, he decided he could be at our house in a little under an hour.  My heart immediately started racing as she walked into the bedroom where I was.

Her thoughts move toward what to wear for our new friend.  Matching bra/panties? Babydoll nightie? Corset?  He was still online via IM, so I asked his preference.  He said he was a corset fan, so that’s what she decided on.  She removes the comfy halter top/yoga pant outfit as she digs through the box of her sexy clothes.  She pauses momentarily to put on the heart necklace that she KNOWS I find incredibly sexy when she wears it without much other clothing.  Out comes the red with black stripes corset.  After some further digging, she finds the garter and the fishnet stockings.

I can’t help but walk to the other side of the bed, rub my hands over her soft skin and think about what the rest of the night will bring.  She humors me momentarily before pushing me away and telling me that I’m going to have to wait my turn.  She finishes getting dressed and says she wants some quiet before he arrives.  She proceeds to sit in bed watching a TV show on Netflix on her phone while I quickly pickup/cleanup the house a bit.  With nervous excitement, I watch a football game to get my mind off of the nervous excitement.

After a bit, he arrives.  She comes down to stand at the base of the stairs in her corset and stockings as he comes inside.  We make our brief intros and invite him into the kitchen for a drink.  We make small talk about each of our need for discretion, past experiences, etc.  All in all, pretty tame getting to know you conversation.

Knowing that making a move on a woman in front of her husband could be intimidating, I excuse myself saying I needed the restroom (I didn’t need to go, but wanted to get out of the way).  I walk through the living room and about half way up the stairs before I sat on the steps out of sight.  I wait for almost no time at all before I hear the gentle smacking noise of the two of them kissing.  Wanting to give them space, I stay there briefly until I can’t stand not being able to watch any longer.  I tip-toe down to the couch where I sit at the corner and watch the two of them as they stand in the dining room passionately kissing and fondling one another.

I sat quietly on the couch enjoying watching the two of them get worked up as their sides are closest to me.  He doesn’t seem to see or perhaps pays no attention to me, but she gives me several sly smiles as her head tilts backwards allowing our new friend to kiss and feel her shoulders and cleavage.  The visuals of the two of them fully dressed and intertwined with each other paired with the sound of their lips and tongues exploring each other as well as the heavy breathing and slight moans lead me to rub the excessive bulge through the front of my jeans.

After some time passes, she starts working to remove his shirt but decides to lead him upstairs instead.  They go upstairs while I wait on the couch momentarily.  I last no longer than 30 seconds before I make my way to the bedroom.  I can’t manage any more than that.

I unfold the folding chair I had placed in the room prior and remove my jeans to help relive the tension I’m feeling down below.  The two of them are on the bed, him lying on top of her passionately kissing her just after he finished removing his shirt.

He stands up to remove his slacks, so I jump in to help her take off the garter and corset.  I unclasp all the tiny hooks in the back of her corset and I can’t resist giving her breasts some fondles and sucks before I jokingly apologize to our friend for butting in.  I move back to my chair to regain spectator status.

As I move out of the way, her attention moves toward his jock strap.  She loves fru-fru male undies, so he played it perfectly.  She removes them and they fall into each other again on the bed.

Touching and kissing, they’re both immersed into each other at this point.  He’s pressed on top of her as his thigh rubs against her now very wet pussy.  He kisses over what seems like every inch of her while her back arches and her moans grow louder and louder.

He moves to the opposite side of the bed as her head has now fallen slightly off the edge.  He leans over her as she takes his balls and later his hard cock into her mouth.  Her moaning grows louder as he fucks her mouth and she takes all of his cock.  He leans over her and rubs her wet clit as her moans now fill the room.

He then crawls back up on the bed and positions himself over her.  Practically begging for his cock at this point, she pulls him closer.  He slides into her as her eyes roll slightly toward the back of her head and her back arches into him sharply.  He leans over her, hands pressed into the bed above her shoulders as he thrusts in and out of her.  Their bodies move in rhythm as he moves in and out of her, harder, faster.

He finishes as I’m now very worked up from my spectator position.  I jump up on the bed, grab her legs to pull her over to a better angle for me.  I immediately slide my cock into her as her moaning and screaming continue from where he left off.  Not being able to contain myself after watching as long as I have, I go hard and fast from the beginning.

As I’m driving my cock in and out of her, I lean down to passionately kiss her lips, her neck and to her breasts.  I suck her left nipple emphatically as the friend leans in to grab her other breast.  Her eyes close and her head arches back as her screams become as loud as they’ve been all night.  Her in the throws of passion always pushes me into my own orgasms.

I finish and move into the bathroom to remove the condom as he refreshing for round two.  Becoming more comfortable in his role, he becomes more domineering and puts her on all fours.  He slides into her again as she’s facing straight toward me as I come out of the bathroom.  His cock now hits just the right spots as she begins into yet another loud climax.  I’m positioned directly in front of her with my cock in her mouth.

Eventually, her orgasms lead her to press her head against the bed.  Though I didn’t lean down for her to take my cock again, I lean over her and firmly grab her breasts and rub her nipples between my fingers.  After spending her last bit of energy on a loud climax, she falls almost lifeless into the bed.

At this point, she thinks she may have very briefly lost consciousness from having several orgasms almost back to back.  We all catch our breath, get dressed and go our separate ways.

More notes: 1. This got WAAAAAY longer than I anticipated. 2. I spent very little time proofreading, so I think there’s a couple spots it maybe doesn’t flow as well as I’d like.