First Timers 7

Swinging was something both my husband Mike and I had flirted with the idea of for ages.

We had read articles, listened to podcasts and various different media on the subject but never took the step.

One day during this neverending research project, we joined a website, which we won't name to get a better idea of who took part in the lifestyle.

We were on this site for 6 MONTHS and never got close to organising anything.

We had put up a couple of candid pictures, attracted plenty of interest from solo guys and a few couples. In the early days our inbox was full, but after a long spell of not many replies from us, the interest dried up.

The issue we found was, in our area at least, we weren't finding couples in our age bracket. I had not long turned 27 and Mike was just 30.

In our little pocket of the UK, most swingers, near us, were over 40 and beyond. So we didn't really know who to look for.

The account went dormant.

A further few months later I checked it. We had both gone quiet on the swinging front as work had been kicking both our asses. I opened it up, intending on deleting it, to find one unopened message.

A couple near us called Paul and Anna had dropped us a line. Both were in their 60s and well outside our range.

But the message was simply inviting us for a drink at a pub. Nothing more.

I paused in front of the screen, considering this for a moment, then rang Mike.

I explained what they had said and that I thought we should go. "It's a drink in a pub. And we need a night out." Mike agreed. He sounded knackered from his shift and the thought of not working was all the encouragement he needed.

I replied to Paul and Anna, and within 10 minutes they had replied.

It took no time at all and we were sorted for our pub meet.

The night arrived and we put on our casual clothes. It was a warm night so I did choose a dress, but nothing that could be called naughty. I am very busty, so every dress I have flaunts my figure, but this wasn't a dress to cause heart attacks. It was fairly loose and a light pink. I wore my converse over heels. Mike wore jeans, because he always does, and Polo shirt that he has grown into a little bit. Snug on the arms.

We arrived at the agreed time and found Paul and Anna had already arrived. Paul was a bit taller then Mike, average build but certainly not slender. He had a short cropped haircut as he was clearly balding. But he had a great smile and really approachable manner that made me feel very safe and calm as he lent in for a hello cheek peck.

Anna stood up after him and she, like her husband was a radiant ball of positive energy. Her hair was dark brown, but was showing the start of grey, something that didnt phase her. she was similar height to me but a couple of dress sizes larger. I am 14 on a good day.

We talked and drank like old friends. At no point did sex or swinging come up.

However, we hit a speed bump at about 11 o clock. Mike went quiet and looked at his glass. I noticed he was thinking and asked what was wrong.

"How many have you had?" he asked me.

I looked at the empty wine glass in front of me, the 4th I had. "4".

"Shit." this is my 5th. he replied

"6th" Paul chimed in with a cheeky grimace. "We've put 3 and so did you guys".

We drove there. "I'll go and get us a cab" Mike shook his head and walked away to call a cab.

At the table the 3 of us joked about how silly we had been and the noise.of closing time was called.

Mike returned looking less then happy.

"Nothing for an hour" he said leaning on the chair.

"Oh no". We would have to wait outside the pub.

"Come to ours and wait there. better then hanging around outside" Anna offered.

We looked at eachother and nodded. The 4 of us staggered down the road to Paul and Annas.

It was a lovely house. Beautifully decorated and we sat in their charming living room. Paul popped open more wine and beers and we carried on our evening.

Around midnight the subject of swinging finally came up. Mike asked them the question of how they came to start and we chatted on the subject for a while.

Paul asked why we hadn't taken the chance and we gave our frankly weak answer. Anna smiled and said "Why not just go for it. You guys are clearly very much in love, if it works great, if not, no harm done." Her logic was annoyingly good.

"Well we've annoyed everyone locally so will have to try somewhere else haha." Paul and Anna exchanged a look that I didnt notice at first.

Anna stood and walked to me. "Come on" she said taking my hand. "You boys wait here a minute."

We headed down the hall giggling and went into a second sitting room.

Anna turned quickly and kissed me firmly but gently. The wine had done its job because I was kissing her back.

" Trust me and Paul, this is going to be great. " We kept kissing and she peeled off my dress.

My boobs are big, 34f and she purred as she carressed them. She took on nipple and sucked on it gently, I love that feeling so I moaned. Her hand was now up my leg and carressing my pussy through my panties. "Wait here. Slip these off, lie there and play." She gestured to a sofa. I did as suggested and slipped my panties off and laid down. I was drunk and horny now, so I rubbed my pussy. I was aware of someone returning to the room and felt lips working up my legs. I let my hand go and groaned as a wet tongue started flicking my clitoris. I opened my eyes and looked down to see the short hair of Paul. He was licking my pussy like an absolute pro. There was no sign of Mike and Anna.

Paul licked my pussy until a wave of climax hit me. I groaned loudly as my pussy soaked the sofa and his face. He came up to my face and we shared a wet kiss, tasting myself on this mans lips, this man who is not my husband.

Paul stood and started to undress, I helped him undo the belt and unbuttoned his trousers.

He wasn't wearing underwear and his cock sprang free. Mike is well endowed. 7 inches. This was bigger. And fat. My eyes widened. "Like that Becky?" he said with a grin.

He held his giant cock and I opened my mouth. He slowly guided it in, my lips closing around his girthy meat.

I could now hear muffled groaning from down the hall. Mike and Anna were now getting aquainted.

I sucked Paul and god was I enjoying this. I fingered my pussy as I pleasure him. "Can I fuck you becky" he whispered. "yes" I breathlessly replied.

I laid back and spread my legs.

Paul positioned himself between them, rubbing his delicious cock, shiny from my mouth, over my clit and now, very willing pussy. I peered down as he guided himself in and I couldnt help but cry out. He took it slowly and gently, rocking his hips back and forth, helping me take a little bit more each time. He took hold of one of my breasts and squeezed as he started to increase his pace. I was in ecstacy.

"Becky." i looked at him. " How old are you?" he knew

"26"

"You have a 64 year old cock inside you baby. feel good?"

I nodded. I couldn't form words anymore. Paul then stopped.

He pulled out of me and helped me up. he led me back to other living room.

We walked in to see Mike now naked, on the sofa with Anna on her knees in front of him. She was naked in all but her panties and was taking long slow strokes of my husbands cock. Her boobs were even bigger then mine and Mike was casually cupping one.

Paul took a drink and I went over to Mike. He smiled as I joined in with Anna sucking him and licking his balls.

Anna got on the sofa next to Mike. Then Paul came over and went down on her. We orally pleasured our partners side by side for a while.

"one of the hardest part's for couples, is seeing it happening." Anna said. "So thats the last thing you 2 have got to do." With that Paul had guided me back ward. I was still on my all fours and I felt him positioning himself. I was looking straight at Mike as Paul shoved his big fat cock back inside me. From behind he grabbed my hips and thrust into me. Before he had been gentle and slow. Now he was fucking me. Really fucking me. Anna was giving Mike a blowjob while he watched his young wife being plowed. She repositioned herself now and straddled Mike facing me. Sinking herself down onto his rock hard cock.

He disappeared inside her and she locked my eyes. She was in total control of this whole thing. Her husband, smashing into me. Her making mine groan and shake beneath her. As we had all been drinking the boys had serious staying power.

We all had a break and talked. Mike and I were on cloud 20. I felt sexier then ever, Mike looked better then ever. Paul and Anna were these sex demons that had woken us up. The flirtiness continued and kicked back in and before long we were all at it again.

Both the guys took it in turn spitroasting Anna and I, the first time I had ever experienced it. I went down on Anna, another 1st for me.

One more 1st came later. Mike was fucking me from behind and the inevitable was happening, I felt his hips buck and grunted loudly. I felt him tense and his hard thrusts became shorter as he dumped a huge load of cum inside me. He panted and almost collapsed next to me on the floor.

Paul was fucking Anna in her arse next to us. Paul looked at me and ask if I had ever tried it. I hadn't.

"Mind I try Mike?"

"go for it mate" Mike was in a world of his own. Hang on I thought. That wont fit! But Anna and Paul knew what they were doing.

Anna was playing with my clit while Paul positioned himself. I felt the lube slide into my arse crack and his fingers gently probing my hole. The mixed feelings were crazy between the slight discomfort and pleasure from Anna. It took a few attempts for Paul to position his cock properly, but suddenly I felt this wave of feeling hit meas his cock tip penetrated my hole.

I felt more enter slowly and one hand on my hips. I felt another hand pulling my cheeks apart a bit for him.

"Relax Becky." Anna assured me. "Mike" she gestured to him. Mike came closer and pulled my bum apart slightly more. My husband was helping another man to fuck my arse. "more there" Paul said. and Mike dutifully poured more lube for him.

I was stretching. I was feeling so full. I was feeling so slutty. 5 hours a go this lovely older man pecked me on the cheek. Now he was sliding his bare cock into my tightest hole. The he stopped.

I tried to look over my shoulder but didnt need to. I could feel Pauls thighs touching mine. He was fully in.

He made slow rocking motions like before. Anna had returned with a small vibrator which she held to my clit. After a few minutes I was relaxed. I was groaning. I was enjoying it.

Paul was picking up the pace now. He was starting to have a bit of room to move in my arse. I felt more lube applied. Faster again.

Then he grabbed my hips and fucked. I was almost being lifted of the ground so hard and violent were his thrusts. I was screaming with pleasure as he rode me.

"Fucccckkk" I yelled and I gushed all over the floor. Mikes cum leaked out as my orgasm blasted out.

He still wasn't done.

He fucked me harder and harder.

"Fuck her ass Paul" Anna encouraged her husband. He responded. My boobs were bouncing wildly and finally Paul caved. I felt him drive inside once more and filled my no longer virginal passage with cum.

I collapsed on the floor panting. Paul fell to the sofa.

It was a phenomenal experience. Paul and Anna put as up for the night and next morning we kissed goodbye.

We would see more of them over the coming weeks.

Our awakening had begun.