Scotts Story
After fourteen years of marriage our sex life had gotten a bit stale. The same old thing, in the same old way. Nothing new, nothing exciting. I was in a desperate state of mind when I happened across a swinger's site one day while surfing the net. Here was an idea! Long lists of people that had found a way to combat the sexual doldrums that affected so many marriages. Could I watch my wife have sex with others? The answer was yes. An adamant yes! So I set about convincing Kate, my wife, that we should meet a couple and see if we too would like to indulge in the life style so glamorously portrayed in the writings of these beautiful people on this site.
Kate did not receive the idea well. In point of fact she was resolute that we would never go outside our marriage for sexual pleasure. It took many conversations and taxed my ability of persuasion to finally convince her that just meeting a couple would hurt nothing. I assured her that my love for her would not be lessened by this activity, that I would love her more, in fact. That this may be a way to inject excitement back into our marriage. Saturday night was our "scheduled" sex night, and after our normal sex we lay in bed talking, and this was when we started down the path I am about to relate.
I was ecstatic when she agreed to see some of these people, to chat with them over the net. We logged onto the site and filled out a profile, explaining that we were new to this life style and merely curious; promising nothing except an open mind. Soon we received a letter from a couple our age, early 40's, which welcomed us to the site. The picture that Greg and Ann had posted showed an attractive couple, she had long brown hair and beautiful brown eyes, with a wonderful body that was toned but shapely. Greg was a large man, with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. They were attracted to us, they said, due the differences in our appearances. Kate is slim and small with blonde hair and blue eyes, and I am also blonde with green eyes and a slim build.
The chat between us was lively and enjoyable and lasted for over an hour. When we finally logged off Kate and I had sex again, something we hadn't done in a long time, and it was more passionate than it had been in years. This seemed to be a great idea. It was already showing returns, and just from conversation.
The four of us chatted throughout the week, on line and then by phone. We meet for dinner the following Friday night at a small intimate restaurant. The wine flowed and the conversation was scintillating. Kate had been very nervous before going out, but she soon relaxed and enjoyed the night. I could tell she was excited and as soon we got home, we had sex. The first time we had made love not on a Saturday night in years. Yes, things were definitely looking up.
The following day, Saturday, Ann called and asked Kate to go shopping with her, just the two of them. She wasn't sure she should go, but I convinced her to. I told her she deserved a little time to herself, and this would be a good chance to get to know Ann better. I was being selfish actually, I wanted them to get along, and I hoped Ann could talk Kate into becoming more intimate. Little did I know how persuasive Ann could be. With a kiss and a smile my wife left to meet Ann at her house and an afternoon of window shopping and girl talk.
Kate's Story
I went to Ann's house and picked her up for a day of shopping, and to tell the truth, a chance to quiz her on the "Life Style" as they put it. We had a wonderful day. Window shopping throughout the mall and chatting like we were old friends, instead of relative strangers. Ann had a marvelous way of shopping. We would walk through the mall for about a half-hour, then we go the little English Pub that was inside, and have a few drinks. We shopped and went back to our pub and shopped all day. As you can imagine, after three hours of shopping and drinking I had quite a buzz going. It was during our last rest stop, as Ann called them, that the conversation took a very erotic turn. We started to talk of sex and swinging and all the pleasure that we women could have.
"You know, the life style is made for us." She said, "We get all the benefit, we are in charge, and they have to beg us to play." We giggled at the thought of our husbands begging us for sex. Although I was smiling and laughing, I was also getting a bit turned on. I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples start to harden at the thought of sex whenever I wanted, with whomever I wanted. I think Ann must have noticed as I caught her repeatedly looking at my breasts. It wasn't until we got up to leave that I noticed my nipples were very prominently poking out and easily visible. I saw Ann with a most devilish grin her face as we turned to leave. I should have been warned but I was naive then, and didn't know what she and Greg had planned for me that afternoon.
We arrived back at Ann and Greg's' house in great spirits. She had me laughing all the way back with anecdotes and impressions. As we talked I noticed that she touched me more than I was used to. I had never thought of a woman in relation to sex before, but I will admit that every time Ann touched my skin it sent tingles and blots of electric like feelings rushing through my body. The sensations seem to center in my nipples and my rapidly moistening pussy.
I accepted her invitation to go inside and settled myself on the couch waiting for a glass of wine. She came back and sat very close to me and started to talk to me in a most private and intimate manner. Her right hand was casually draped on the couch back and lightly resting on my left shoulder, as she gently played with my blonde hair. She told me how attractive and sexy she thought I was. She started to lean into me and dropped her left hand onto my bare thigh, and I was scared. I knew she was going to kiss me, and I didn't know what to do. Yes, I was wondering what it would be like, but I had never kissed a woman before. I didn't know if I could or if I should turn away. I could feel myself falling into her beautiful brown eyes, under the magical spell she was weaving around me. My body was trembling as she came closer and closer. I parted my lips and waited to feel her mouth on mine. That's when Greg walked into the room, destroying the spell that had been so carefully created. With a sigh of disappointment and a small moan of frustration I jumped back. I could feel the heat on my face from the blush that I knew had to be visible. Ann seemed to be very non-chalant about being almost caught kissing me.
"Hey ladies. Enjoy your day? Spend all my money?" Greg asked smiling, all the while he was eyeing my chest and I knew he could see my nipples poking out. How could he miss them? They had never been so hard in my entire life. My mind was in a whirl. I had almost succumbed to the advances of another woman. I was not only going to allow her to kiss me; I had wanted her to.
Greg joined us on the couch, sipped his glass of wine, and began to chat with us. We talked of nothing, just small talk. But all during the conversation one or the other was always touching me. Both of them caressing my body, but never in a too intimate place. The touching had the effect on my body that I know they desired. Goose bumps were running up and down my arm from Greg's fingers dancing from my elbow to shoulder Ann's fingertips were just barley touching my thighs; slowly sliding back and forth. I was getting dizzy as I turned my head from one to other to follow the conversation.