Denis' 8" cock slid in and out of his wife's pussy, just a few inches in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but smile; some day soon I'd be watching it do the same thing to my girlfriend, Mikki.
Mikki and I had been having a VERY long distance relationship for more than a year, and we'd had numerous conversations about how we'd like to bring other people into our bedroom once she was able to come live with me. In anticipation of that, I had found a website for swingers and signed us up.
Even with a bare-bones profile that didn't even include pictures, we had been getting contacted quite a bit, and one of the guys who had reached out to us seemed interesting enough to respond to. So I had... After trading a few messages back and forth, I'd made arrangements to meet Denis for a drink, to test the waters ahead of Mikki's next appearance.
Without telling me, he brought his wife Jennifer along. OK by me; she's pretty good looking. I'd seen photos of her naked on their profile, flashing her goods and sucking his cock. Honestly, it was kind of weird to be meeting someone in person whose pussy I'd already seen in pictures. The same held true for Denis. He was a big guy, and I knew he had a trouser snake to match his build.
But they were both very outgoing and friendly - obviously more comfortable with the situation than I was, having been participating in "the lifestyle" for a few years - and after a few minutes and a beer, we were chatting and laughing away.
We were in a crowded, relatively dimly lit sports bar. Denis' perpetual smile got bigger when Jennifer slid off of their bench seat and stood next to mine. She's a curvy girl, with long, tanned, thick legs, which made me think of a line from a George Thorogood song: "Why do all these men want to chase a big-legged woman down?" Those legs disappeared into a short blue-jean skirt. "Stand up," she said. "Let me get in."
I was surprised, but rolling with the flow. I let her slide in on my side, and she went all the way to the end, putting her back partly against the wall. Once I had seated myself again, she lifted her near leg and draped it over mine. I looked down to see that her skirt had hiked itself almost to her crotch, and her naked snatch was getting some air.