Standing in the middle of the swingers club, Jazz could barely contain her excitement. She had brought/ dragged her husband Kris along, despite always hating the dark room, bright lights and loud music, but had always strove to make his wife happy.
They were waiting for their friends to arrive, having spoken to them a handful of times about rules and hard limits, they were anxious to begin their open relationship with a new couple. They had already dipped their toes into polygamy with threesomes and cucking for each side, but Jazz has been especially waiting for this day.
Standing at about 5'8", her heels brought her up to 5'10", her short black skirt barely covering her hour glass figure. Her breasts were large and displayed the confidence of the gothic black woman she had always carried herself as.
Kris, not use to night clubbing, wore a simple button down dress shirt and jeans, his feet a glossy black pair of dress shoes. Standing at 5'10" (without heels), his Hispanic heritage has always been sexy to his much better looking wife in a "DILF" type of way. The salt and pepper ponytail only seemed to concrete the sex appeal in her eyes.
"There they are," she called out over the loud music, pointing to the 6'4" man walking through the doors, clearly visible over the heads of the passerby. The woman on his arm a stark contrast to the giant, standing at about 5'5", her blond hair almost seeming to glow in the UV lights of the room.
Lucas wore the gothic modern black baggy pants, his hair let loose around his face, but slicked back behind his ears, showing the shoulder length black hair for what it was. His arms were covered in tribal tattoos and only became more intimidating by the sheer size of his biceps.
The young woman on his arms, Jane, took the school girl approach in her clothing, wearing a plaid skirt that came down to her upper thighs. Her large breasts bore no restraint of a bra, and proudly showcased the pierced nipples underneath the thin fabric of her sheer white shirt. Her left arm had a long sleeve of tattoos of her own, seeming to be one of the only ways to match her date.
The moment they spotted Jazz and Kris, the ladies pointed and dragged their men over, apologizing to passerby as they made their way through the crowd. When they finally got to each other, the ladies immediately hugged one another closely, wide smiles on their faces. The men gave each other a simple "Bro hug", Kris desperately trying not to be crushed by the sheer power of the man.
After exchanging greetings with each other, they decided to go out onto the patio area where they could actually hear each other, rather than yell. Sitting at a campfire table, they shared a few drinks and caught up with each other.
They had been entirely honest when they spoke beforehand what the other wanted in all this. While Jazz was happy with the rough, often times even bruising sex that her husband was able to give, just the thought of what a large man with the muscles of Lucas could do had excited her.
While Jane loved her spouse, her body missed the soft touch of someone who didn't have to treat her like paper, trying not to hurt her in the throws of sex. And after the stories she's heard from Jazz, she at least knows that Kris could satisfy more than just that. She watched several videos of his and her sexual conquests, a few of which were with others, and despite the constant shower of attention the women he was with needed, he was always able to oblige them in one way or another.
Turning to one another, Jazz bit her lip before placing her hand on Jane's thigh. "Should we find a few beds to enjoy ourselves with?" She asks, a mischevious, yet slightly bashful look on her face alcohol sometimes brings out of her. Jane giggled girlishly and bounced in her seat, her large breasts matching her movements. Before they could move though, they leaned into each other, and the men couldn't help but watch as the two beautiful women kissed.
It was slow at first, but as the seconds passed, they watched their embrace get deeper, more wanting and hungry. Jazz had lifted her hand up to Jane's breasts and fully groped her barely contained chest. Jane had explored deeper though, sliding a single hand between Jazz's legs and slowly rubbing her sex in teasing motions.
Before they could go further, they pulled away and grinned devilishly to each other and then turned to the one they were to swap with. Jazz had gotten up and sat down on Lucas's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in for a deep kiss. Jane, on the other hand, sat next to Kris, her knees in the seat and leaned her entire form into him, almost pushing him backwards as she tasted him.
They stayed like that for 2 or 3 minutes, their hands traveling each other's bodies before they all realized that they had drawn a full crowd of on lookers. Jazz reached over, swatting Jane on the ass playfully and mentioned, "we have a few beds inside that would be a lot more comfortable."
Jane wiped her mouth, her lipstick now all over Kris's face and bashfully nodded. Standing up, she took Kris by the hand and nearly dragged him through the crowd, followed closely behind by the other two. As they got inside, they made their way to the open viewing room. A large bed, enough room for 4 or 5 people, surrounded by windows for everyone to watch them with.
Jazz spared no time, hopping onto the bed and removing her clothes in a rush, a large, sexy and happy grin on her face as she eye fucked Lucas, who was busy removing his shirt. His body was covered in not just tattoos, but the sheer amount of his work out training was obvious. His abs...his arms...even his sides were covered in thick muscles the size of her arms.
The soft moans from next to her had indicated that her husband spared no time in pleasuring Jane. Looking over, she watched as her hands were pinned to the bed, her breasts bare for the gathering crowd and his head between her legs. The moans and tensing of her body had obviously been enough to tell that she was enjoying herself.
Lucas, on the other hand, reached up to Jazz and took her by the wrist, pulling her down to his waist where she could see the huge tent in his pants. The way she licked her lips told everyone what she wanted most in that moment as her hands began to release his length. As he was finally revealed, she felt her face get smacked by the sheer weight of it before she got the roughness she wanted.
Opening her mouth wide, she felt the large man push himself to the back of her throat and begin to use her. The sounds of her gasps and slurping filled the room, matched only by the moans and squeals of Jane as she wracked her first orgasm. Jazz had no time to focus on that now though as Lucas was quite literally using her throat as a fuck toy.
