I was incredibly happy with my current partner (Jay) but every now and again we loved to spice things up a bit. This is the tale of one such occasion where I decided to take matters into my own hand and do just that.
We had a profile on a well-known swinging site and had already met with a couple of guys so figured they would be the ideal men for me to have my fun with. I shall call these guys Neil and Ed (not their real names) They were perfect for what I had in mind. I pinged off a few messages just saying hi to break the ice again.
Messages soon came back. All along the same type of lines "Hi Clara. How are you doing? We haven't chatted for a while." Knowing these men though they would forgive my lack of communication if it meant they could get fucked. After all it was a female world out there.
A few pleasantries exchanged and I got to the crunch. After all they could just tell me no, they weren't interested. I had nothing to lose. "So, fancy joining me and two other guys for some fun?."
As I had predicted nobody declined my offer. It was just a case of getting it organised for the right people to be at the right place at the right time.
That turned out easier than I had thought it would be. Luckily for me (and them) they all said they could meet me on a Saturday evening in a couple of weeks' time. I knew this was going to be explosive and I was so excited!
Time soon flew by, and the day of my meet dawned. I was literally counting the hours until they arrived. I had planned on a few drinks first to calm any nerves. Especially mine! Showered and smooth in the right places. Glass of wine in my hand. I was ready.
I had chosen a favourite underwear set from Victoria's Secrets worn under a simple wrap dress teamed with some strappy sandals. My makeup was subtle, and I had put a few squirts of my favourite perfume on. Elegant and classy was the look I was going for despite the fact I was going into slut mode.
The doorbell announced the first of my guests arriving. I opened the door to be greeted by an attractive man wearing quite simply a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt holding a bottle of wine. He looked and smelt hot! I wouldn't say no at any point to this sexy man which was just as well as it was Jay. I definitely made the right choice. Walking down the path behind him was the second of my guests. He was also wearing an outfit that made me go weak at the knees. A pair of leather trousers and a band t-shirt. Just the smell of the leather alone would have me wet. There is just something about it that gets me going.
Just to wait for the last of my guests now. While we were waiting I played the dutiful host and poured everyone a drink. Including myself as my nerves were shot! I was physically shaking.
The doorbell rang again announcing the arrival of the last of my guests. I got up from my position on the sofa to let him in. He too was dressed to kill in a smart pair of trousers with an open necked shirt and again smelt divine.
We were going to have so much fun!
I stepped back into the lounge and went to pour another glass of wine for the late arrival but was stopped in my tracks as soft kisses landed on my neck. I turned and flung my arms around the man giving me them to me. Hands grabbed at my tits from the side. All three men were giving me their attention. This felt so good.
Hands pulled at the hem of my dress lifting it over my head, so I was left standing in my underwear and sandals. Jay released one of my tits from their fabric covering and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard. Neil followed suit with the other one, again pulling on my nipple hard. They knew exactly what I liked.
Ed put his hand down my soaking wet pants and began to play with my clit. I was already in heaven, and we'd barely began playing.
Forgetting about our half-drunk glasses of wine we headed upstairs. Me rubbing hard cocks through trousers and them playing with me. I was so wet; my pants were literally streaming.