Who Said We Couldnt Change

Who said we couldn't Change?

This is a largely true story; only the names have been changed to protect the participants. Some details are now a little hazy because of the passage of time. It is also my first effort at writing such a story and I enjoyed doing so as I relived these precious moments and experiences that my wife and I shared together. We're still very happily married. Enjoy sharing this partial journey through our lives. We hope yours has been just as enjoyable.

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We pulled into the parking lot of our local club and shut down the engine. We sat there for a moment and then exited the car, locked it and went into the club. The couple we were meeting was waiting and stood up as we entered, came over and greeted us warmly. This was the moment of truth for us because we'd taken the decision to step outside our very conservative boundaries and put our toes into the waters of swinging and there was now probably no going back.

My name's Keith and my wife's name is Sandy.

We're both in our 50's, certainly no Ken or Barbie, but comfortable in our bodies and ready to take a new step in our lives. The couple we were meeting, Mal and Laraine, we'd met on line through a swingers site and this was our meet and greet with them. In fact, it was our first meet and greet with anyone associated with swinging so we were somewhat nervous as to what was about to unfold. This, one could say, was a mega step outside of our normal, conservative, family oriented boundaries. It was almost surreal that we were even here and about to embark on a path that was so different from anything we'd ever experienced sexually.

Perhaps a little background as to what led up to this point is needed.

We weren't so-called childhood sweethearts; we were born and lived in different states. But, I was in the Air Force, I was 18 at this time and I was transferred interstate to a base not far from where the girl who was destined to become my wife, lived. Nothing dramatic but our paths crossed one night when I attended the local church and, to cut a long story short, we met, slowly became very interested in each other and became a couple. The church going is a big factor in this story as, throughout our life together, we regularly attended church wherever my working life took us. One could say that we were the epitome of the conservative lifestyle, totally faithful to and engrossed in each other.

That doesn't mean that we were virgins or chaste before we were married. In spite of our lived values, the hormones were active for both of us. Sandy had no real experience with boys before she met me and my experience with girls was rather limited also. We used to "neck" in the back seat of a car when the opportunity arose. It was during one of these sessions that I finally was able to treasure the intimacy of feeling her boobs, which felt beautiful, and starting down that more intimate path over time. Details are now lost in time but I remember that, after that first time of exploratory investigation, we were having some sort of discussion which required me to pay some sort of price to her in satisfaction. To my surprise, she readily said to me:

"well, you can pay me back like you did the other night in the car."

To say I was surprised but very pleased with that admission needs no further comment.

Over time things were really getting serious between us, in a "where are our lives together going" sense, that we ultimately went back to my home town together for Sandy meet my mother and family. By this time I'd left the Air Force and was working for an airline so we were having a long distance love affair. It was during one of Sandy's trips to see me that our intimacy rose to a whole new level in spite of the Christian values that we held.

It was one night after everyone else had retired for the night that I was with her in the room where she was sleeping and things started to get somewhat hot and heavy. We began a period of heavy petting, kissing and groping. As you might have gathered from earlier, she loves having her boobs massaged and, as she was dressed for bed and wearing only a nighty and knickers, I gradually moved the nighty up and exposed her breasts to better massage and kiss them. The next logical step, which she didn't object to, was the total removal of her nighty leaving her with only her knickers on and beautiful breasts exposed for the pleasuring, which is what inevitably happened.

She did mention that she felt a bit odd being dressed only in her panties while I still had on my shorts and shirt and things so I then hurriedly removed all of my excess clothing leaving me only in my knickers also.

If I remember correctly, I started rubbing her pussy area while she was still wearing her knickers. Then, the inevitable happened: I took a chance and gently started to remove her panties, slipping them down her legs and dropping them on the floor. She lay there calmly for just a few moments, totally naked, and then said to me words that I didn't expect:

"Alright, take them off."

I didn't need a second invitation and carefully removed my underwear exposing my quite stiff penis.

This was quite a moment for both us; Sandy had led a very sheltered, conservative life as I've said before and, as I discovered during our intimate conversations over time, she knew very little, if anything, about sex or where babies came from or anything of that nature. As well, she'd never seen a penis before and probably didn't know that they existed. So, what could I do but start a lesson on anatomy and life?

I took up kissing her starting with her breasts and slowly moving down her body until I reached her pubic area. I then encouraged her take my penis in her hand and start to stroke it gently. As she was doing this I began slowly stroking the lips of her pussy and penetrating her slightly with my finger. As we continued with our gentle efforts I began to explain about how my penis was meant to be in her pussy so that we could enjoy the love that we felt for each other. I was also at pains to explain that, at a certain moment while I was moving in and out of her, I would start shooting a liquid out of my penis and that the liquid was meant, at the right time, to be shot inside her so that we could make a baby together. However, I was also determined that that wasn't going to happen at this time because I was determined that no one would know that we had engaged in sexual activity. It was then that I encouraged her to stroke my penis which she did, hesitantly at first. It didn't take long for her ministrations to take effect and for me to shoot a big stream of cum all over her belly, her first experience with the cream of life. It was only after that and after we'd gotten my cock hard again (being young and virile, that didn't take long) that I started making the suggestion that I should gently slide my cock into her pussy. She had been enjoying having my fingers stroking and moving in and out of her pussy and she didn't object so I climbed between her legs and lifted them slightly and nudged my cock into the entrance of her delicious looking love tunnel.

As I gently pushed further into her she looked at me and smiled somewhat but didn't fight this new experience. I slowly pushed further into her until I reached full depth and then propped myself up on my arms and looked at her and said:

"See how we are looking, fitting together like this?"

I then started slowly stroking out and then in, out and then in and out, developing a gentle rhythm that I hoped she was enjoying and knew that I was. It didn't take me too long and I felt myself coming up to another cum so, at a good time, I quickly pulled out and aimed my cock at her belly and shot more of my cream over her. It was a beautiful experience for both of us. In fact, Sandy told me after we'd been married for some time that she really enjoyed this new thrill of having a penis inside her, of how pleasurable it was for her.

We had one or two more nights like this together which generally followed the same pattern of pleasure for both of us. The good thing was no one knew and there was no pregnancy, which I was determined to avoid even though we didn't use condoms. (We never even spoke about them.)

After our time together she had to return home and I stayed in my job and we continued our long distance romance until our wedding some months later. I won't bore you with the details

of the time leading up to the wedding or our wedding itself. Suffice to say in that intervening time of separation we'd never had eyes for anyone else and it has stayed that way for all the years since we've been married.

The only thing I will say about our honeymoon is that our wedding night was the very first time I pumped my cream inside her to which she commented afterwards was:

"I've wanted that to happen since we first made love."

It was also a lovely picture to see her filled pussy running over with my cream.

Another time when we were passionately engaged in sex was how, as I was vigorously moving in to and out of her and her legs were raised to allow better penetration, she, without any coaxing or suggestion from me, suddenly and naturally clamped her legs around my waist and held me in her grip until I filled her with my juices again. Aaah, the joys of sexual exploration.

We enjoyed our new found freedom with each other during that time and then, of course, reality set in and we had to get on with life.

Life followed what I would say was a predictable pattern for most couples:

Plenty of wonderful sex,

Changes of jobs,

Setting up a home,

Pregnancies and children

and all the other responsibilities that these and other things bring in life. During this time we always followed what we believed was a conservative and socially acceptable life during which, of course, our kids grew up, left home and got husbands for themselves.

So at this point you may be wondering what this has to do with our meeting up with Mal and Laraine at the beginning of our story. It's simple, really. Like most, if not all, marriages, our sex life had become very mundane, almost vanilla if you will. That doesn't mean that we didn't experiment within our vows, we did as best we could; it also doesn't mean that we didn't watch porn during our marriage. We did and we enjoyed it. But, after some thirty plus years together, like it or not, a sameness starts to develop in any marriage and it became noticeable between us. Keep in mind that we'd been absolutely faithful to each other and our vows but, by this time, something was missing. So, I started investigating nudism and swinging as a way to liven up our sex lives.

Our visits to a nudist resort came first. We booked into a place not too far from where we lived and took a cabin for two nights. It was off season and there were few people there so it gave us both, but Sandy in particular, a chance to be naked around other people and not be concerned. Two visits was all that it took for both of us. They were enjoyable. However, there was still the area of "swinging" or "the lifestyle" that we had to talk about.

As you can likely guess, Sandy was very reluctant to consider it at first and it took a lot of talking with each other so that she would see the possibilities of such activities. Remember, conservative values, one man and one woman devoted to each other to the exclusion of all others, all that sort of thing. There was never any coercion, just honest discussion and the facing of the facts of our situation in life. She ultimately came around to the idea of sharing our bed, lives and bodies with others who also wanted to do so.

So here we were, having a "meet and greet" with Mal and Laraine with the object of further exploring this path we'd chosen to investigate.

They were a lovely couple, as we found out over lunch. They were experienced swingers who'd contacted us after we put an ad on an adult website about looking into "the lifestyle."

As with us, Mal and Laraine were no Ken or Barbie. He was a bit over weight and she was small with nice breasts, no centerfold figure but she had personality. They were a truly great couple.

We had an enjoyable lunch together during which they did all the explanations and we asked most of the questions. Poor Sandy was somewhat shocked at the openness of the discussions that ensued as we'd never had sexually explicit talks with other couples, only ourselves. However, she didn't shy away and when, after lunch, we invited them to to our home for coffee they accepted readily.

We had our coffee and split up into pairs to talk. Mal and I went to the shed where I showed him my man cave and we discussed the lifestyle while Sandy and Laraine talked together on the back porch. That was interesting because Laraine is a very open and sexual person (as we've since found out) and I think she somewhat shocked Sandy with her openness and directness. After we all got back together I had the suspicion that they were quite prepared to enjoy sex with us there and then but Sandy and I demurred on that and asked about meeting up with them again and going further. They were okay with that.

Two weeks later we were driving to their home to stay and start seeing what this lifestyle was all about.

After we'd settled down and put all of our things in our bedroom we had more discussions and after dinner we eventually decided to take the plunge. We went into our bedroom while Mal and Laraine went to theirs and we took all of our clothes off. We looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and said:

"let's go"

and walked naked into their bedroom. Mal and Laraine were also naked and waiting for us. There was nice incense burning and candles giving off a subdued light. At this point I should say that Sandy loves a good massage and Mal gives a good one so she went over to one side of the bed and lay down inviting Mal to start the massaging.

We'd already agreed that I wouldn't get ahead of Sandy and wouldn't have sex with Laraine if she, Sandy, wasn't ready to go that far with Mal at this time. And that's what happened. Our first swinging experience was limited to a full body massage for Sandy, including between her legs, while Laraine sucked my cock quite vigorously and I fingered her pussy as well as engaging in some fairly passionate kissing.

Neither Sandy nor I had a cum during that first experience but we were happy with that as we'd crossed a barrier and were comfortable about it. The sex we had that night (or was it the next morning) was better and wetter than we'd had for a long time. Our hosts commented to us at breakfast about hearing us fucking like mad. We all laughed at that. It was a very enjoyable overnight stay but, for us. It was a good start.

I don't remember how long it was before we visited with them again, I think it was only a couple of weeks later, but things were very different on this visit. It started out similarly to our previous visit, a massage for Sandy and some good oral for me but Sandy and I had already agreed that Sandy would let Mal fuck her this time.

He went through the whole massage routine while I was having fun with Laraine and then I saw Sandy get up on her elbow and slowly take Mal's cock into her mouth and start to gently suck his member. This continued for a little while until I watched Mal remove himself from Sandy's mouth and then move to where he could spread her legs, after which he moved his face into her pussy and started orally pleasuring her. I could hear the rapid increase in her breathing and see the gentle convulsive movements of her body as her orgasm potential increased. It was at this point that Mal stopped his oral pleasuring of Sandy and moved his body so that his member was poised to enter Sandy's pussy when he was ready.

I watched, fascinated, as Mal slowly pushed forward into Sandy and started to move in a way that clearly showed he had gently entered her pussy and was beginning to fuck her. He slowly increased his speed pleasuring sandy in the process. What a sight. Here was the woman I loved and who had never been with any other man now being fucked by another man for the first time. What a turn on. That gave Laraine and me the green light to also start fucking each other and we did so, both couples enjoying all that was happening. I didn't feel any pangs of jealousy at seeing Sandy with another man, rather I found it fascinating to watch and have ever since when the opportunity has presented itself.

I also found out that Laraine had a nice, tight pussy and she commented on the size of my cock which was pleasing. I've never thought my cock was anything but an average size but Laraine's comments about my size were certainly very welcome. I enjoyed my firm strokes pressing into her pussy for some time. Again, we didn't cum but I said to Laraine that we could continue this in the morning. Sandy was also happy to do that with Mal.

The next morning saw Mal and me swapping beds and partners and continuing the pleasuring where we left off the previous evening. I don't know exactly what happened in our bedroom because I was with Laraine in her bed where we continued enjoying the full pleasures of her tight pussy in which I eventually made a large deposit of my cream, which she enjoyed receiving. In talking with Sandy afterwards I found out that she also had a good cum and was given a healthy deposit of Mal's cream.

That experience changed our lives. We'd moved from being a mundane, conservative, sexually vanilla, suburbanite monogamous couple to active lifestylers with a revitalized sex life. And we haven't regretted it.

We've since enjoyed twosomes, threesomes and foursomes with others and I have enjoyed "sloppy seconds" with Sandy after a threesome; we've had liaisons with other couples at different times, some good, some just so-so. But our own sex life has increased and is more pleasurable than it has been for some years. We've also become firm friends (with benefits) with Mal and Laraine and we still meet together for fun and friendship on a semi-regular basis.