After a Pregnant Pause, Back at the Swingers Club
My wife Susan and I used to be into swinging, but that was before she had the first baby followed quickly by a second. Sex became one of those on-demand things for us. By the time that our youngest reached two we could feel the strain start to really take a hold on our marriage. Finally it was Sue who said maybe we ought to leave the kids at the grandparents for a weekend and go back to the swingers club. I could feel myself start to rise to the occasion as I made the call.
I felt a sense of excitement and so did she as we approached the club for the first time in nearly four years. We actually "made-out" in the parking lot before going in. The host and hostess were the same and they welcomed us back warmly. My wife had on a new tight little black leather dress. The old one did not fit her post pregnancy body anymore as she had gained a few inches in the hips and butt, and definitely went up a cup size or two. Whoever she went with that night had better be into milk I thought, as she was still lactating.
We split apart and worked the room. I hooked up with an Asian girl who was an office manager in her mid-thirties, she had small tits, dark nipples and a nice round soft behind, which I would get to know much better that evening. My wife was chatting up some jock with blonde hair when my "date" and I went back to a private room.
An hour later after some great fantasy fucking I went to look in on my wife. I did not see her downstairs or in the halls upstairs, or in the more public rooms. Then someone tapped me on the shoulder, giving me a general description of my wife, I said that was her somewhat panicking thinking that something had happened to her. The guy said no, she was upstairs in one of the private rooms.
I went to the second floor and there was a crowd around the door, I could hear my wife moaning and screaming, I could not even get in the door. I asked a blonde girl what was happening as she came out. "Some slut is taking on the entire Texas Longhorn Gang-Bang crew. I gave her a puzzled look. "The club sometimes has semi-pros come in to spice things up. This group is a group of five black males from Texas who..."
Her words faded away. I could not believe it. My wife? It could not be and yet the sound... I pushed my way in and there was my wife. Wearing black stockings and a garter belt she had not had on when she entered. One man was beneath her his large rubber encased cock was wedged in her pussy while another man behind her had his rubber enshrouded schlong pushed up her asshole. Two men stood on either side of her face impatiently alternated jamming their cocks down her throat. In a tribute to human hand-eye coordination she jacked off the fifth men while a room full of people watched. Per the strictest of club rules no cameras or cell phones are ever allowed on the property. Do it even by mistake and you will be bounced hard from the club. In the years I was there only one jerk had had this happen to him. So there is no record of my wife's interracial debauchery, other than my stunned memories.
The man beneath her sucked on her milk-laden tits as she was pounded in every hole that could be filled. Someone recognized me as her husband and the honor of a chair was granted. "Sorry I need it so fuckin' bad." My wife said after seeing me, then turned back to her new black masters.