Damian and Kitty are finally on their way home after attending their first swinger party. To keep things simple, I am going to tell this story as a flashback.
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"Okay, spell it all out, what happened," my wife said, letting the seatbelt fall between her bare breasts.
I still couldn't believe what had just transpired in the last couple of hours. My wife had sex with another man, I had my first experience with sloppy seconds, and I literally had the cum sucked out of my cock. Not to mention that she was in such a hurry to listen to my own story of sex with another woman that she didn't even put her clothes back on.
"Well, it started pretty innocently..." I drawled.
She squirmed in her seat and waved her hair back and forth, "oh you're so meeaaaan, don't drag it out!"
I gave a short chuckle and tried to remember every detail of the what happened after she left.
"Don't give me the short version, either," she said with a stern look on her face.
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My wife walked into the kitchen and disappeared through to the dining area on the other side. She is a bit of an introvert, so I figured all of the excitement and talking were probably getting to her. We had been chatting with a few other couples, but it was only after she left that the subject of parenting popped up. I animatedly told my group about a time in the previous weeks where my little one was sick and I was constantly hiding my face and avoiding coughs so I wouldn't be sprayed. We all laughed when someone lamented that there aren't enough sick days for parents. After a few more minutes of banter about kids I separated myself from the group to check up on my wife. We both said that if either of us got too uncomfortable, we would call off the swinger party and chalk it up to a failed exploration.
I walked over to the kitchen and poked my head through to the dining area. Cindy was sitting at the dining table, intently watching a video on her phone. She jumped up and walked over to me, the plunging neckline of her club dress practically exposing her breasts as she walked.
"I wondered when you were going to come looking for your wife," she said with a playful smile.
"I know when she feels a bit overwhelmed she just needs a little time," I answered, "I bet she is on her phone in the bathroom."
"Oh, no, no, David is giving her a tour of the house and desperately trying to get her out of that thong," she answered with a knowing chuckle.
The frankness and non-judgemental tone of her words hit me hard. I thought to myself, 'this was a swinger party, what did you think was going to happen?' I realized then that I imagined there would be some kind of bell or section where everyone went over rules on how the party would switch from conversation and appetizers to blowjobs and sex toys.
I thought back to the course of the evening, and I remembered that as soon as my wife had gone to the kitchen David had started to make his way over as well. He had been eyeing her a lot, and it wasn't a surprise he would be trying to fuck her. She was a raging hot firebrand of a woman.
Cindy held my hand and guided me to a chair where she pushed my shoulders until I sat down. She had been reading my face and the internal dialogue in my eyes.
"David and I get first shot at the newbies," she said, spreading my legs and moving her hands towards my zipper.
She stopped, "of course, if you don't want to have sex with me then that's fine too."
I broke from my thoughts and focused on her for a moment. Cindy was the perfect athletic goddess. Toned body, bright smile, overall everything about her was perky and cheerful. Her muscles were a departure from the thick curves of my wife, but just as beautiful.
"Oh no, no. You don't need to give me a tour of the house to get into my boxers," I said as I unzipped my pants and revealed my growing cock.
"Great!" she exclaimed and engulfed me in her mouth.
Cindy was porn-level at blowjobs. She seemed to really get off on going down as far as she could and coating my cock in her saliva. It was almost like she was trying to take ownership of my body as she licked and sucked, pulling one and then both of my balls into her mouth and lightly caressing them with her tongue.
I thought about my wife and David, wondering if she was giving him a blowjob at the same moment. Was she going with just as much effort? Was he going down on her? Was she enjoying it? I had thought about swapping partners for a long time now, but I always thought it would happen differently. Cindy saw I was out of it again, and plunged down on my cock, moaning as her nose hit my pelvis. She pulled me out and then yanked off her dress, revealing warm brown skin, no tan lines, and only a hint of hair above her pussy. She propped her dainty foot on my thigh, her turquoise manicured toes squeezing at the fabric of my pants, and spread her lips open.
"Don't worry, they're going to have a good time," she said with a smile sweet as honey, "and so are we."
She put her hand on the back of my head and guided me to her waiting slit. I didn't want to disappoint, so I really dived into eating her out. As I lapped away, juices started flowing and I even felt a little dribble down my chin.
As I reached up to clean it away she panted, "oh god, yeah, finger me."
I licked my fingers and caressed her lips, pressing my thumb against her clit and letting a couple of fingers slide inside of her. I could feel as she clamped down, her body responding as I made circles and pumped into her. I moved my hand back and started licking her clit again, rubbing lower on her slit and fingering her faster and faster. She seemed to be losing her composure and I could feel her toes flexing on my thigh. She started pulling away, but I could tell she was close and so I held her asscheek firm and plowed my face into her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, oooooohhh..." she whispered before grinding into me hard.
