My wife Amy and I have been recreational swingers for about 10 years now. Normally it's referred to as the "lifestyle", but I wouldn't consider it a lifestyle for us. I use the term recreational due to the fact that we only engage when the time is convenient. Work, children and sports keep us on the go practically year-round. We are both in our mid-forties and still have a large sexual appetite. Amy is still a knockout at only 5' tall with long dirty blonde hair, fake 36C tits and an ass that is simply to die for. She has been a runner all her life and also works out a few days a week on top of running. Her short, muscular legs die into her amazing ass which makes it hard not to stare. Every time she walks into a room when she's dolled up, the place stops to take it in.
My name is Drew and I'm 6'3" with broad shoulders and a relatively fit body. There's not a vain bone in my body, but I've always been told that I'm a handsome man. We started swinging as a way to cut loose and escape from our professional lives while being surrounded by like-minded people. We've met couples and singles from all walks of life. Attitude and personality are what attracts us to people the most.
Amy has always been drawn to strong men with a large stature. She loves deep voiced and bearded men the most. Arrogant and self-centered people usually do keep our attention very long. We are just very laid back and like to have a good time. We have a circle of friends that we've developed over the years that we consider close. There's one couple in particular that are kind of the origin for this story. Chrissy and Carl are an interracial couple that we met a few years ago at a house party.
Chrissy is a tall blonde with legs that go on for days and could easily be a model. She's not overly skinny as the model stereotype would suggest. She does fit the stereotype in terms of height though. Without heels, she's almost 6' tall. Carl is a short, black man that's only about 5'6 which makes them look like an odd couple. We met them through mutual friends at a house party briefly one night. Nothing happened that evening as it was more of an introduction.
We ended up running into them at hotel party a few months later that started this whole thing. Chrissy and I ended up dancing together for quite a while and then headed to our room to grab everyone more drinks. Carl was engaged in conversation some guys in the area, and I thought Amy had gone off to the restroom.
Chrissy and I got to my room, and she started kissing me as soon as we stepped in. I was a little surprised since there wasn't really a lot of touching or anything physical prior to this. You could tell the sexual attraction was there between us though. Chrissy just ended up being the one to make the first move. Long story short, Chrissy and I ended up having sex in my room and Amy came in and joined us. Chrissy and Amy are both very bisexual, so you can imagine what a great time it was for all of us. Carl missed out on all of the fun that night by not being in the right place at the right time.
Amy had never been with a black guy up to this point and I could tell she was very curious. She would always try to play coy when questioned about whether or not she found black men attractive. I did overhear her asking Chrissy a lot of questions about Carl that night. Our threesome was the highlight of that hotel party without a doubt. After i walked Chrissy back to the main party area to find Carl, we parted ways. I went back to our room to find Amy laying there naked and probing her pussy with her fingers.
"What has you all worked up still baby?" I said with a grin.
"Oh, nothing in particular really. I'm just still really horny." she replied.
"I think i can take care of that for you." I said as I stripped off my clothes.
I joined her in bed, and we made passionate love throughout the rest of the night. I noticed that she was a little more sexually charged than normal. I finally put two and two together and realized that it was because she was fantasizing about being with Carl, although she would never admit it.
Amy is one of those women that won't actively seek someone out to fulfill that sexual desire, but she would jump at the opportunity if it presented itself. I have to admit, I've fantasized many times about watching her with a black man or multiple black men for that matter. I' not a cuckhold by any means, but I am a voyeur. There's nothing in this world that gets me more sexually charged than watching her be taken by another man. The sex that her and I have together after such an encounter is always more powerful than the last.
We had an active profile on a couple of the lifestyle sites and would always receive endless emails from single men, and a lot of them were black. Most of the time you could tell how the content of the email would read by the subject line. I would say that based on that alone, 80% of them didn't even get read. We did get an email from a guy named David. He was very respectful and well spoken. He actually had a profile picture that wasn't just a big black dick. Most of these guys send dick picture with no name, introduction or dialogue. At one point i responded to one and said, "so do you have a name, or do we just refer to you as dick?"
Back to David. David reached out after actually reading our profile. I know this since I put a code word in the dialogue that i instructed anyone reaching out to put in the subject line of the email. David said that he really enjoyed our profile, and he couldn't stop admiring the pictures of Amy's clothed body. Now granted, she was clothed, but very scantily clad in some of the photos. He opened up his private pictures for us to view and he was a good-looking man. He was a military guy and was still in good shape for being in his late thirties. He and I exchanged messages back and forth a few times and I came to the conclusion that he would be perfect for her first experience. I knew her type well and know what she likes. The caveat in this situation is getting her to agree to meet. This goes back to her not actively seeking out these situations.