I awoke still sexually satiated, the first time since I discovered the swing club. I recall how close I felt to Grant when we fell asleep, snuggling, so safe and loved in his embrace.
We were cuddling and sharing what transpired individually and our feelings about what a sensational experience the initiation orgy was.
Grant giggled, kinda silently; I was curious "What?" I quizzed.
He squeezed me tighter, put his fingers on my cheek, turned my head to gaze at me, he calmly spoke, "I was blindfolded to have my eyes opened." He giggled again, "I can see clearly now." He tenderly kissed me on the lips, quickly, delicately. "Each pussy was different, unique, each encounter was sexy and satisfying."
He had a very comforting tone as he looked up at the ceiling. "I can fully differentiate the pleasure you were trying to explain before." He sighed and went on. "We were in a dim bubble, therefore unaware of such sexual pleasures; they weren't visible, our sex life has been illuminated." He twisted laying on his side his elbow bent holding up his head, he smiled at me. "You turned on the light.
Last night I was liberated, something happened I would never have considered doing." He was gently caressing my cheek. "While having a great missionary fuck, someone massaged my prostate, then he sodomized me." He paused, likely reliving the experience, as he grinned. "The sensation was unbelievable, I came like never before, a multiple. A profound, body tingling, toe curling, wild orgasm." He laid back down. "I never would have ever experienced that if not for joining the club." He rolled me on top of him. "I've done a complete 180; I am open to try anything you suggest; thank-you my loving wife, for flipping the light switch, for opening my eyes, I see much better now."
We had a passionate make-out session.
The usual morning routine in the kitchen, bagels and coffee together before we went off to work elated.
"Tonight, we're having supper with Cory and Mel." I called out as he was lowering the top on his convertible, he blew me a kiss and mouthed 'I love you so much.'
I was caught up on paperwork, no new cases to solve; so, I got a box of cold case files and was perusing through the folders, hoping one would grab my attention.
Mel came in pulled a rolling office chair, sat next to me; she had a huge smile and laying her head on my shoulder whispered.
"Tonight, we share husbands; are you guys as excited as us?"
I put the papers down and as dryly and straight faced as possible; "Uh, ya right, that's tonight; oh, after last night we were discussing relaxing watching a movie." Her face expression changed; she sat back. I started chuckling. "Gotcha, too fuckin funny, your face was priceless." I was giggling. "Oh, that was good." I reached across and took her hand. "Yes, we are excited." I paused, "Well ya for Cory, we already did you." I couldn't hold a straight face again, and we both laughed.
"I am, I'm expecting a thrilling DP. Are you excited to watch Cory fuck me." I gaze at her seductively. "I imagine I'm on top of you in a 69, your eyes mere millimeters away from his cock sliding in and out of my wet cunt, his balls slapping my bottom and maybe your forehead and nose." I giggle like a schoolgirl. "Has he said anything about what he wants to do?"
"Oh, Cory's been extremely anxious to do you." Mel leans close whispering.
"He got so horny when I described our threesome. He's anticipating tonight very much; however, he's been craving your ass so much, he's concerned he'll prematurely ejaculate."
We both giggle. Mel continued in a low voice; our fingers intertwined.
"Do you think it'll be awkward? Maybe we should devise a plan to get things activated."
"Hmmm, maybe," I lean back, giving it a serious thought, an idea pops into my head.
"We won't give it a chance to get awkward." I lean forward and in a low voice share my plan.
"You make sure you drive to our place, saying you need your car to get home after. I'll insist we all travel together to the restaurant; we'll take Grant's convertible. After supper, when we return to the car; I'll open the passenger door, you tell Cory to get in, when he does, I'll jump in the back with him, expose myself, straddle and seductively kiss him, while I undo his pants, I'll either ride him or give him a blow job, right there in the back seat. You get in the front and give Grant a hand job or blow job as we drive home. There won't be time for it to be awkward.
We fine tune the plan; discuss what sexy clothes we'll wear. We decide to dress slutty, as trashy as possible.
Cap comes to my desk.
"It's slow, go home, remember this day when you get a 3a.m. call and it's 20 below outside." He turns,
"Oh, I'm sure we will remember today cap. Mel calls out as we're on the run, out that door before anyone hails us back.
I get home, have a lounging bath with a glass of wine, and a Ziggy.
I'm choosing my apparel when Grant arrives.
"Mmm, hey babe, I like that suit best of all, he kisses me, rubbing my naked bum.
"My birthday suit?" I giggle.
"Mmm hmm," He responds, he caresses my boob, holding it as he tips to lick the circumference.
"Mmmm, I love when your intimate' but save it for tonight." I pull away. "They're going to meet us here, that way their car is here after we're done our fantastic fun fucking. We'll go for supper together in the convertible." I suggest as I roll up my black fishnets, attach them to my red garter. Grant is sitting on the bed salivating, I tease him, and when he attempts to touch, I slap him away. Nuh uhh, this is for Cory, if you're not drained by Mel, we both want DP's. I pull a skimpy bright yellow knitted halter-top over my head, adjusting it, so it rides low, my darker areoles just peeking over the top, like a sunrise. Next is a leather micro mini skirt; I twist to view myself in the dressing mirror, my bare skin is visible, derriere cheeks below the skirt and above the fishnets, as are the garter straps clips. I look at Grant, "PERFECT. I'm readily available, drop top, or lift skirt." Noticing Grant's inspecting stare, I tip my head lower, holding my ankles, wiggle my backside, I say, "Think Cory will notice?"
Grant sighs. "Well, if he doesn't, we won't ever have reason to go to their place." We both chuckle.
Grant asks as he undresses. "Have you two concocted a plan, or are we just going with the flow tonight?"
"Well, our plan so far is; Cory's home around 4, Mel suggested we have a beer and toke before supper. We promised each other we'd not get rowdy before supper; reservations are for 5:30."
Mel's wearing a green spaghetti strap halter top, very similar to her eye color, it's narrow, only a 3" strip, that is not much wider than just covering her areoles. It's tight and might as well be painted on. Her globes are mostly exposed; the marvelous mounds showing cleavage above and below the shiny fabric. A matching mid-thigh skirt; loose flared out. As we are ogling her, she twirls, flips it to teasingly show she's wearing nothing underneath. Being challenged, in all fairness, I lift my hem, showing mainly Cory, I too am commando.
"Look at you, you sexy slut." Mel says as she hugs me, a quick kiss on the lips. She gives Grant a cheek kiss and pats his package. "Well big guy, ready for an extensive workout tonight."
"I'm not sure; the way the two of you are looking and behaving, we may need to call for reinforcements." Grant kisses the exposed flesh of Mel's tit, lingering a trail of tiny kisses up to her earlobe, as he retreats, her hard nipples are poking proudly against the material.
Cory entered as Grant was kissing his fiancΓ©e's boob.
"Geezus, looks like you 3 are eager to get started." Cory chuckles, he kisses Mel's neck quickly and comes to me. "I missed out on the first round, when you two fucked Mel; I think you owe me something special." He wraps his arms around, his right hand gathers up my skirt and squeezes my ass cheek, his tongue parts my lips; he's a good kisser, his right forefinger pressing the tight aperture of my anus.
He whispers softly in my ear, "I'm very aroused;" his finger pulsing on my dark star. Softly, so only I can hear. "I have been craving to fuck you since Mel told me about your threesome, let's skip the foreplay and get right to some furious fucking."
The finger on my asshole might as well be on my clit, I'm overwhelmingly aroused, I too was highly anticipating tonight's fuck session. I succumb, I respond. "Mmm, whatever you want, I'm yours tonight." I murmur, my fingers rub his hard dick, trapped down the leg of his jeans.
He looks to Grant. "Why make it awkward, we all know why we're here, let's skip the supper and get right to some serious fucking." Cory lowers my halter top; nibbles my already erect nipple. His left hand moves to my vulva, finger gliding along my labia, testing for wetness. "We all fantasized about tonight, swapping, weed, beer or wine, fucking. I know you two gals discussed getting DP'd tonight." He steps back, lifts his shirt off. This is the first time I've seen his body. Damn he's built, not Deshawn caliber, but definitely works out, defined abs, pecs and large biceps; definitely a weightlifter, mmm hmmm. My fingertips trace along the valleys created by his muscles. "I'm so ready." I look over to Grant; Mel has removed her top and is kneeling, undoing Grant's pants.
Cory drops his jeans.