Erica's Man: Swing with Her Sister

"You're sure you want me to go without you?"

Erica simply nodded. She wasn't well enough - that was clear - but I was still somewhat surprised she wanted me to attend the party without her.

It was to be our third orgy/swinger/sex party (call it what you will) together, and after our second, where Erica had finally broken her own mental block about fucking other men (she's had sex with loads of women during our marriage, with and without myself, as have I, but she'd always felt that another man would be like cheating), she'd said she was ready to fully engage with anyone and everyone at this party. Please see Erica's Man: Hallowe'en Havoc and Erica's Man: A Second Orgy for the backstory of the first two.

Alice, Erica's younger sister, who again would have accompanied us, had been gutted when she'd heard about Erica's illness, as she'd been excited for another wild night with us both... and as many other cocks as she could get! She'd been debating whether she wanted to go on her own, so I knew she would be pleased to hear I'd still go with her.

"Almost like a couple," Erica echoed. She smiled weakly as I voiced my concern about this crossing a line with our relationships. "If you don't realise by now that Alice is already in this relationship, youre dafter than I thought!"

She smiled again and chuckled, "You love Alice nearly as much as you love me... and I wouldn't have it any other way."

I smiled and leaned in to kiss my beautiful wife. "You're sure you're happy for your husband to go off with your sister for a night of shagging loads of women?"

"Well when you put it that way... I might need you to get me out a toy or two before you go... just in case I feel better later!"

I laughed and headed for the shower, quickly firing a text message to Alice to tell her to make sure she got ready after all.

Alice's response... no more than a smiley face followed by an aubergine and lots of cat faces, told me she would be very ready to go.

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After a shower, I dressed in my suit, in keeping with the formal dress code, brought Erica a selection of vibrators and dildos before kissing her goodnight, and climbed into the car, ready to set off and pick up Alice. We had a room booked in a hotel, not far from the venue, where we'd all planned to stay, so we'd stop off there, drop off our things, and then had a taxi booked to the actual event.

"Looking very smart," Alice welcomed me as she opened the door. It took me a few seconds to reply as my blood flow had redirected away from my brain. She looked stunning, in a long, backless red dress with a cutaway from the stomach displaying her flat, toned navel. Her strawberry blonde (It's more a dark ginger, as is Erica's, but they both prefer strawberry blonde) hair hung in waves down below her shoulders, framing her pretty face and ending in just the right place to bring attention to her beautifully accentuated pert breasts, which it was clear in the fresh air, were not supported by a bra.

"You look beautiful, Alice," I responded, leaning in to kiss her; a peck which quickly became a long, deep kiss, our tongues exploring each other's mouths.

"Save it for the party," she whispered as I pulled her close against me, hands caressing her perfect arse.

I groaned and she giggled, squeezing my cock briefly before beckoning me to follow her inside.

It was only about three seconds before I was stopped in my tracks again, entering Alice's living room. Waiting just inside was Kasey, Alice and Erica's cousin, a vision in purple. Her dress wasn't quite as long as Alice's, ending at her knees, but again was backless, this time with hips on show, the material dipping low below her waistline, its section covering her arse supported only by a small cross over her lower back. Kasey is very petite, standing at just below 5 foot tall, although she looked taller in her heels. Her thick ginger hair fell in ringlets this evening, again at the perfect length to draw your eyes to her chest, a lovely pair of c-cups more than ample for her slight frame, more hidden than Alice's with a lacy purple mesh up to her neckline.

"Hey," she smiled simply. "Heard you needed a third."

My cock was standing fully to attention now - it had been almost three years since the events of my Hallowe'en Havoc story, the last time I'd had sex with Kasey. Despite being happily married, although she'd attended the first at a bad time in her marriage, Kasey had developed a love for orgies, and I knew had attended some with Alice since. The presence of Alice and Kasey, though, always takes my mind straight back to my wedding night, the first time I'd been with either, as my incredible wife Erica had organised for them both to surprise me in a wild foursome.

Coming back to my senses, I greeted Kasey, telling her she looked stunning before receiving a similar kiss to the one I'd shared with Alice.

"Are you going to make it to the party?" Alice asked with a giggle, gesturing to my erection, straining for release from my trousers.

We all laughed and I suggested there was no need for the party at all, pulling both of them close with my hands around their waists.

Alice kissed me again, long and deep, before pulling away gently. "Tempting though that is, I've promised Kasey a lot of cocks tonight, and besides, we have a hotel room booked that we can put to good use afterwards."

I wondered again at Kasey's attendance - at some point surely her husband, Jay, would find out about her extra-marital activities. Then again, she'd told Alice their sex life was massively improved, and apparently he encouraged her to keep going for her "nights out" with Alice, so perhaps he was content living out "ignorance is bliss."

We returned to the car and I drove us all to the hotel. The ladies both sat in the back chatting, and after some initial small talk, I soon learned that Kasey thought her husband might have some suspicions as to why she always came home so horny. Apparently he had recently woken her up in the night and they'd had some of the best sex they'd ever had. He'd then disclosed something of a cuckold fantasy to her, saying he had dreamed that she'd come home from a night out with no panties on, and he'd woken up incredibly horny and needed to fuck her. He'd admitted to finding the idea of her being unfaithful and then reclaiming her intriguing. She'd acted very offended at first, she said, but then slowly pretended to warm to the idea, putting it over purely as something she'd be thinking about for him. She'd apparently not admitted to the number of cocks she'd taken in multi-person orgies since they got married... Kasey explained he'd also walked straight over to her and fucked her on the sofa that afternoon, when she'd told him Alice had rung and asked about a night out that night. I interjected at that point that it sounded like he wouldn't be averse to receiving a picture in the morning as long as we were careful with it.

As they discussed how best to properly introduce Kasey's husband to the truth, whether or not to admit to Kasey's exploits already or make out anything had happened since his admission, the occasional giggle about their plans for this evening, and of course, whether to begin her utilisation of his fantasy after tonight, I silently began planning exactly what picture I thought a closet cuckold would want to receive. Anonymous, of course... but I thought a cumshot made the most sense... proof of infidelity, but nothing beyond a very hot picture of his wife, really.

Our arrival at the hotel was what ended the giggling in the back of the car. We checked in, the male receptionist unable to suppress his urge to shoot me a grin - I'm aware he probably thought I'd brought two prostitutes to the hotel, but his perception really wasn't any concern of mine... besides, that was probably easier than explaining I'd brought my wife's sister and cousin to a hotel with every intention of fucking the pair of them!

We quickly sorted ourselves out in the room. Beautiful though the pair were, I didn't even consider trying to get a threesome started - I knew they were excited to get to the party - and after ten minutes we were back downstairs, climbing into a taxi.

The girls were quiet in the back, although they were whispering away to each other and the occasional giggle suggested they were keeping quiet purely to keep our taxi driver focused on his driving.

The club was fairly nondescript from the outside, as many swingers clubs are, I'm told. Despite none and Erica's lifestyle, this was my first time at a designated swinger club - our first two orgies had been special events held in large mansions - but Alice and Kasey had both attended clubs before, and this was apparently their third time at this particular one.

A bouncer just inside the venue checked our belongings - we shared a locker as we only had our phones with us, and we headed through some large double doors into the main room.

This main staging area was clearly meant to be exactly that, generally, with more of a bar feel than a sex club, with plenty of tables with stools around, and a long bar down one side of the room, but more in keeping there were three round plinths, probably about 3m in diameter, in various parts of the room, covered in cushions and pillows, and an even larger platform more centrally located, with a runway - it reminded me of the sort of strip club runway we see in films, although rather than a pole, there were more raised surfaces, situated at the front end of the runway, and two more further back at either side of the main stage, as well a sybian placed centrally at the back of the runway, which for the moment sat still and unused. I chuckled as I noticed the placement of the raised surfaces represented the head of a cock and two balls. Apt, I supposed!

It appeared we'd arrived fairly early tonight, or that the current crowd were all biding their time, as there was currently absolutely no sex going on - a massive contrast to the previous orgies I'd attended. I said as much to Alice, as we walked to the bar, and she chuckled before answering.

"It's always like this for the first hour or so. People get a few drinks, check each other out, then people start getting together in the side rooms. This room probably won't get really going for a while yet." She laughed, "Although I'm tempted by the sybian - that's a new addition here."

Kasey interjected at this point, "If you're really horny already, we could head straight downstairs. The downstairs section you have to change first - get yourself into your underwear or a towel. That area is probably already a bit of a fuckfest, if you want to go straight down?" She chuckled to herself as she called the downstairs area a fuckfest, but from her body language, and the fact Alice hadn't mentioned it first, it felt very much as though my companions would like a couple of drinks first tonight. They had gotten dressed up, after all.

I smiled as I replied, "You two looking beautiful in your dresses, I think I'll enjoy this view for a while, first. I'm sure you can show me downstairs later... if we're not busy up here of course."

It was the right response. Both women beamed and we continued to the bar, both women choosing a cocktail, while I picked up a rum and coke.

Sitting down at a table near the bar with a good view of the room, the two women introduced me to a game they liked to play. It was a simple game, and one that had them giggling and blushing very quickly. They called it "Who wears the pants?" and it involved looking at the couples in the room and deciding whose idea it had been to start swinging. There was also a bonus point for guessing the size of the guy's dick.

We started with what they called an easy one, a more middle aged, dark haired man with something of a dad-bod (not unfit, per se, but with an extra couple of pounds showing), with what looked a younger (probably mid twenties) lady with blonde hair and a cracking body - very perky D cups if I didn't miss my guess, but Alice said no to a bonus point for cup size as a) we could see them and b) we wouldn't be asking her bra size to check. They did both giggle when I suggested a bonus for "downstairs presentation" though, and Alice went for fully shaven while Kasey and I thought a Brazilian was more likely.

Between us, we all decided the pair were probably a male divorcee with a bit of money, hence the younger, hotter partner. We also thought swinging had probably been the man's idea in this relationship, but also that we thought the woman was probably thoroughly enjoying being fucked by a multitude of men, partly as both girls estimated his cock at 4-5 inches. I was a little more generous as I went first, suggesting 6 inches, as I thought anything less would make bringing your partner to a club full of larger dicks would be a risk! The girls countered that by controlling where she got her bigger cock, it would help keep her from seeking it elsewhere.

It might seem obvious, certainly Alice and Kasey looked at me like I was stupid when I asked, but I queried how we would find out the information.

Alice burst out laughing after a second or two staring at me in disbelief, and gave the obvious answer, "We ask before we fuck them!" before we moved onto another couple, both more my age, we thought, in their mid thirties. This bloke looked very fit, with short brown hair, and Kasey particularly seemed very interested, guessing his cock at a good seven inches as she chewed her lip slightly. I thought he might be high on the agenda for my wife's cousin! The woman was very pretty, and very nicely shaped in a green dress with long brown hair falling in waves, not dissimilar to Alice's this evening. She was slim, and seemed to have smaller breasts, maybe a B Cup. We all felt their swinging was probably more mutual, although Kasey plumped for it being his idea while Alice and I felt it might have been hers. Alice concurred with Kasey's seven inch estimate while again I differed, going with a slightly more reserved six inches. For the lady, I went for fully shaven this time, while Alice thought a trimmed but full bush and Kasey went for a landing strip.

While it's hard to convey this through the conversation, the game elicited a lot of giggling and laughter, as well as starting to get us all wound up and horny, also ranking which couples we'd approach first, and even if we'd all approach the same ones. I soon found out that the girls were more than happy to approach a couple together or approach different people separately, but that quite often as a pair of very attractive women, they were approached first as they played their game. It made sense - we were attracting a lot of eyes as we played, clearly having a good time and probably looking a fun group to get involved with.

I joked that my presence was probably holding them back, but they assured me that for a lot of the women in the other couples, while they often were happy to add an extra woman or two, they often went in search of extra cock as well soon after, so my presence might even add to the attraction to our little group.

We continued to play our game, taking in a couple more drinks each, and it was clear that Alice and Kasey were loosening up and definitely that they were getting more horny. They weren't alone... I'd had an erection for a good while, discussing the sex lives of a variety of couples, as well as their genitalia of course. Kasey especially seemed to be getting very excited, practically drooling over a tall, well-muscled black guy who walked in alone, clearly very confident that the very obvious bulge in his trousers would help him past the lack of a partner. I knew already, from Erica, that Kasey had apparently developed a real appetite for big black cock. As a very petite lady, I can only imagine a huge dick fills her up in ways that her husband - who is tall and thin and apparently has a very average, 6 inch but fairly thin cock - could never fill her up. The simple sentence, "I'll tell you if that's twelve inches or more later," brought a laugh from myself and Alice. Erica had told me her cousin was disappointed she'd still not found one a full twelve inches yet... from the size of the bulge in this man's pants, I'd be surprised if she didn't tonight.

Another drink each after that, and we were just discussing a very gorgeous blonde couple (both mid twenties, and, while not a word I'd usually use for the man, genuinely both gorgeous). Alice thought he might be hiding a surprise monster cock, where myself and Kasey had both gone small, and all three of us had said, "bald" immediately as a guess for the girl's pussy. It was at this point, just as we were trying to decide which had made the first move to start sharing, that Alice stopped talking and took a long sip of her most recent cocktail, nodding myself and Kasey to look over our shoulders, where the brunette couple in their thirties I mentioned earlier, were walking towards us with a fresh set of drinks. I had noticed the man come to the bar at the same time as me last time I'd gone up, and they had matched our order to bring to us. I filed that mentally as a great way to break the ice for future reference, as the couple sat down with us and we thanked them warmly for our drinks.

Becca and Dean, as we soon learned, were seasoned swingers, but said they'd rarely seen a group having quite such a laugh, and thought we might be "fun to play with." We all laughed together as they asked about our game, saying they played something similar but trying to guess what jobs people did (They had guessed me as a solicitor, Alice as a teacher and Kasey as an estate agent - all wrong but with myself and Alice mixed up, they gave each other half points!). They did confirm that it had been Becca who had first suggested swinging, but that they'd always watched porn together and it had seemed a natural progression from the type of film they watched.

After our introduction, Kasey stood and moved to sit on Dean's lap, leaning in to kiss him, which prompted Becca to lean over to Alice, placing a hand on her thigh as they kissed. I joked about missing out, bringing a small chuckle from the group, before we all agreed to move into one of the more private side rooms.

The main room was still quiet - we had been early arriving to be fair, the event officially starting at 9.30, while it was still before 9pm as we strolled across to the dimly lit side room. It had started to fill up, and I knew we weren't the first group to branch off, but most couples were still drinking quietly together, presumably waiting for the event to start. During our conversation, amongst our discussions about the various couples, the girls had explained that there'd probably be an 'act' of some kind on the runway stage to get everyone going and that's what would start at 9.30, but that on their previous visits to various clubs, there was very little point in waiting, so it was no surprise they were happy to group up a bit before the festivities in the main room started.

Becca took my hand as we walked towards the room, as Kasey and Alice currently held Dean's, and she leaned in to ask if the girls were related. I grinned at her. "Good spot. cousins."

She groaned throatily before whispering back, "Hot. we've never fucked cousins before. Which one are you with?"

Rather than explain fully, I simply nodded to Alice, walking hand in hand on Becca's husband's left.

"Mmmm. Lucky boy," Becca breathed, her eyes with mine on Alice's perfectly formed arse, outlined beautifully in her long dress. We didn't continue the conversation further, both of us gesturing forwards as Dean had paused a second to check on his wife before the five of us entered the room. We had chosen a room with no real door, but still left the bead curtain hitched open to the side - a sign that we didn't mind others coming to watch, or to join in.