I have been swinging with my husband Gary for several years and we both love the extra dimension it gives to our marriage. There have been a couple of little difficulties along the way but we both enjoy involving others in our sexlife as much now as we did when we started. We like to swap with other couples at a club we use in the Midlands and have attended a few swinging parties. It really turns both of us on particularly when I am with other men with definitely the favourite for both of us me having sex with black men. For both my sexual pleasure and Gary's voyeurism we agree for me to have sex with a black guy preferably when we involve single guys in our swinging fun.
So I was delighted when we got an e-mail from Rex, a black guy and experienced swinger that I had been with before, with an interesting proposition. I had a big grin on my face when I called Gary into the study to read the letter.
"I'm glad we swapped email address and phone numbers after we got together in London. Read this darling."
I looked at him carefully as he read the mail. Rex suggested meeting me at a pub only a few miles from where we lived where every few weeks a small group of his swinger friends met. It was primarily for wives who and girlfriends that love dressing up and enjoy the attention of black guys, the couple that organise the evening would then invite some back to their home and she would get things going. He wrote that the lady concerned is a young slut who loves black and often took on several guys and it was perfect for any other women to join in.
"I really enjoyed him and I'd love to get together with Rex by myself, if that's ok with you? It looks like fun but what do you think?" I replied meaning what I said.
"I'd love you to go but I want to take you and make sure it's ok first. Keep your phone close to hand too in case it's not right, ok?" Gary replied.
Once Gary had agreed to his suggestion I couldn't wait to confirm the arrangements with Rex and replied immediately. It was something I had on my mind for the rest of the week and I was pleased when Friday night came and I showered and thought what was ahead for this evening. Afterwards as I dried myself I sipped on another strong vodka and coke and smiled as I let my mind drift back to when we met Rex in London and the fun we'd had, I felt my pussy throb in anticipation of a very long and pleasurable evening to come.
"It's seven," Gary called upstairs. "We should be going soon Jayne."
He was hurrying me up, quite rightly I guess. I dabbed perfume around my neck, did my fingernails along with my toenails in bright red, dried my hair and applied my makeup. I quickly put on black hold up fishnet stockings and my highest spiky stiletto shoes.
"Jayne, I'm waiting," Gary called out laughing as he spoke.
I put on a grey plaid mini-skirt that didn't even cover my black stocking tops and a skimpy black top. My heart thumped when I went downstairs and my husband looked me up and down and smiled broadly. His eyes wandered up and down my body I'm sure trying to guess what was underneath.
"How do I look?" I asked.
"Really sexy," my husband replied.
"Good, it's supposed to be about dressing up and enjoying the attention! Come on, let's go."
We were both quiet in the car as we got nearer to the pub. I lifted myself up slightly off the seat and pulled my skirt up to my hips then lowered my bare bum onto the soft leather seat.
"No knickers then Jayne," Gary said glancing down.
"Well, he did say dress like slut. I have no underwear on at all."
"You are so sexy! That's good," he said running a finger up my thigh.
A couple of minutes later we arrived outside the rather rundown pub where we were to meet up. I applied another layer of thick red lip-gloss as we stopped and then noticed Rex walking towards us.
"Looks like he's keen to see me."
Gary teased, "You want Rex's big black cock again don't you?"
"Yes," I answered. "I so want that big cock in me."
Rex ogled my slim stockinged leg as I got out of the car and squeezed my bum as I stood near him. Gary and Rex then shook hands and Gary told Rex that he was to look after me! My husband kissed me tenderly. "Ring me if you want to come away, I will stay close for a while ok?"
My heart was thumping as I held Rex's hand, walked into the pub and heard my husband drive off. We walked hand in hand down a small dark corridor, I could hear voices and music from the bar and then Rex pulled me into his arms and whispered. "Good girl Jayne. You look so slutty, just perfect! I'm so glad Gary is ok with you seeing me and my friends."
"He gets off on me being with another man, he loved it at the hotel, remember?"
"Going to be a real slut tonight then?"
My brain was still pretty Vodka soaked by then and I felt very happy with his suggestion. He pulled me close and started to run his hands up and down my back as he leant forward and kissed my neck. He made me melt as his lips gently kissed the skin under my hair and I felt his hands move onto my bum and his leg pressed against my pubic mound. I reached my arms around his neck as he slipped his tongue into my mouth and I felt myself quickly get worked up,
"Come on, let's go in and get a drink before I end up fucking you here," Rex said taking me into a back room.
We walked into the room and I quickly glanced around noticing seven or eight other men mainly black guys but only two other women. Music was playing loudly and a very slim dark haired girl, wearing a tight red corset, stockings and very little else, was dancing very erotically between two of the men.
"That's Cathy, she arranges these meets, and that's her husband with the video camera." Rex said
The other woman, an older blonde stood at the bar being fondled by a young black guy. She was wearing a little miniskirt and a white-crop top that said, "Whore" on it!
As I stood looking I felt eyes on me, and then one of Rex's friends came closer.
"Hi, you must be Jayne? I'm Ty. Rex said you were joining us for some fun," he said looking me up and down. I saw the way he was looking at me, no doubt in his mind he was fucking me already.
"I'll get you a vodka," Rex said going to the bar.
Ty put his arms around me and pulled me close and kissed my cheek while his left hand ran down my back rubbing my bum. Without another word we began to sway to the music, he rubbed his groin into me as we danced. I slowly raised my arms to his neck and enjoyed the feeling of his strong body pressed against me. His other hand moved to my right breast, squeezing it and caressing it.
"I'm back, now that Ty's molested you Jayne, I'd like to introduce you. This is Ty, he is a regular at the London club and in this group too."
"Nice to meet you," I said laughing thinking how ridiculous that sounded after what we had been doing.
Ty pulled back and then I felt a hand go under my skirt and rub my arse. "No knickers Jayne?" Rex said.
"You approve then?" I answered quietly feeling a bit overawed by the situation.
Nervously I gulped my drink down as they stood either side of me. I think Rex sensed my nervousness so decided to take the lead quickly in case I chickened out. He took my empty glass away and then pulled me close and we swayed to the music. He towered over me and I felt so small as he kissed my neck grinding himself against me, his hands going lower and squeezing my bum.