This is an adult story about wife sharing. If you don't want to or don't like reading about such lifestyles, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else.
This story is fictional, purely a fantasy. It is an adult story full of eroticism and sex. As it is my story, I choose the line of reasoning and scenarios involved.
This is a fantasy and in no way implies that I condone risky sexual practices.
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As with most of my stories, this one starts off slow, setting the mood. But when the activities start, they start with a bang.
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Ellen and David were going to a Swinger's party. They sat in the well-appointed mini-bus with seven other couples. This was only their third Swinger's party so butterflies were swarming in Ellen's stomach. David noted her nervousness and reassured her.
"Remember the last party?" he asked. "You didn't think you could do the things you did then!" he taunted.
"You enjoyed it." She rejoined.
"I did." He admitted. "It was certainly interesting to watch you. But then that was always one of my fantasies."
"So have you fulfilled all of your fantasies then?" she asked teasingly.
"Well there is one very special fantasy that we haven't done yet." He admitted.
"Oh?" she queried.
"You remember how we talked of you accidentally getting pregnant if we participated in this scene?" he reminded her.
"You want me to get pregnant!?" she asked, surprised.
"Not really," he admitted. "But taking the chance would be interesting."
"That's not something I could do deliberately." She replied.
"I know. And I'm not sure I would feel comfortable asking you to do that deliberately. But accidents happen even if we do use condoms." He replied. "And this is a 'Bareback' club were everyone is screened for STD's"
"I appreciate that. But I don't think I would do something like that deliberately, so I use the condoms when I am near my time...speaking of which, I will need to use condoms tonight!" She said, giving him and impish smile.
"What? Even with me?" He asked.
She said nothing...but her smile brightening.
Their talk was interrupted as they approached the house this evening's party would be held at.
House?! Ellen thought. This was as big as some small hotels!
The mini-bus rolled to a stop while everyone stared in awe. The group exited the mini-bus and met their hosts for the evening.
Maria looked to be of Mediterranean descent with her olive skin colour. She was a petite raven haired beauty, barely coming to 5' in height, with lots of natural curves. Long eyelashes fluttered softly over her dark eyes as she spoke in a soft but clear voice. Her tanned skin sparkled in the light making her look much younger than Ellen thought she might be. She wore a tight, red sheath dress that came down to mid-way between her knees and displayed her figure spectacularly even if it didn't show off much skin.
She looked so tiny beside her 6'4" husband. John was a tall, blond haired, blue eyed man of about mid-forties in good shape for his age.
Next in the receiving line were the co-coordinators of the club, Debbie and Joseph. Like Ellen, Debbie was tall. She had bright red shoulder length hair that Ellen thought came from a bottle. Not that she minded. She was about the same age as Ellen but with a tighter figure. She was wearing a short green halter style party dress that, like Ellen's, displayed all of her natural assets with plenty of skin to showing. The hemline came several inches higher than Maria's showing off her long legs and threatening to show off a great deal more if she was careless in her movements.
Joseph was a handsome man with dark brown hair and striking amber coloured eyes. He was a powerfully built man that Ellen knew to be the same age as her husband. Most men his size intimidated her, but Joe had a way about him that let him get into people's personal space without threatening them. He had a way of talking to people that left people trusting him. He wore tailored clothes that still managed to look casual. Ellen had never seen him naked, but had heard that he was just as good looking out of his clothes as he was in them.
At her very first Swinger's party, Ellen had initially been intimidated by the beautiful people, until she realized that many of the men wanted to be with her. That gave her the boost of confidence she had needed. Ellen herself was 5'8" with soft brown hair that came mid-way down her back. She had a 36-C - 28 - 38 figure that was backed by many nights at the gym to keep her at a healthy 136lbs, a good weight for her height.
She had a heart shaped face with hazel eyes and large puffy 'bee stung' lips that came naturally to her. At 34 she looked younger and easily fit in with the crowds at the party bars. She had lots of form fitting clothing that were cut to show off all of her assets. Tonight she wore a short blue halter style party dress, the cleavage dipping to below her navel and showing off her best assets. It bared her back completely right down to the cleft of her ass! Her hemline was slightly higher than Maria's but lower than Debbie's, so she did not have the same risk of accidental crotch displays.
Her husband David was 6'2". He had brown hair but with grey eyes. He spent many a night with Ellen at the gym so kept his 37 year old body at a healthy 192lbs. Like Ellen, he was dressed to thrill...wearing a tight shirt, shiny dress pants and loafers.
They had been married 16 years and had one child now 14. She always regretted not having another child, but didn't think that now would be a good time to do so.
Sexually, they were well paired. They had discovered their natural kinkiness and had often parlayed that into some very interesting nights. As they had gotten used to each other, they had chosen to fulfill each other's fantasies. When David had divulged that he wanted to watch her at a swinger's party she had initially been reluctant to play out that one particular fantasy. It had taken him many years to bring her around but, she had to admit, she had really enjoyed their first party...and their second.
She had fulfilled some fantasies of her own at those two parties, playing with several different partners in one night and being with a woman for the first time. She wondered what would happen tonight as most of the current fantasies in her bucket list had now been checked off, though there was the one in which she did two men at the same time...
The couple mingled and walked through the house, meeting some couples from their previous encounters. The house was large and very well appointed. John and Maria must be extremely well off, Ellen thought.
Ellen had a few drinks and, as David watched avidly, danced provocatively with any man who asked her. She soon began to get into the swing of the evening as the alcohol loosened her inhibitions. She noted people paring off and going elsewhere to play. Ellen gave David a wonderful smile, wondering when he would ask her to choose someone.
During a break in dancing, Maria approached them. They talked casually as she sounded out Ellen. Ellen began to look at Maria as a potential playmate for the evening. Maria's questions, though casual, were suggestive and designed to elicit responses that Ellen would normally not be so freely giving out! Of course the nature of the party, as well the alcohol, helped with that.
At one point, Debbie joined them in mid conversation.
When Maria asked her of their current fantasies, she accidentally let out David's thoughts on pregnancy. Debbie laughed, telling her that many of the couples in the club had provisions of one sort or another for dealing with pregnancies, and that a lot of them would be happy to keep a child derived in such a manner. In fact, she said with a knowing look, some couples deliberate chose to have children from such encounters.
"Shocked?" Debbie asked when she saw the look on Ellen's face. "You shouldn't be. Our parties cater to almost every need, including breeding sessions!"
Now Ellen was truly surprised. "Couples deliberately choose to get pregnant in such a way?" She asked.
"Oh yes," Debbie replied. "It is not such an uncommon theme. Most though just go with the flow. If it happens it happens, and they accept it." She said with a smile.
"That's something that I could never deliberately do." Ellen confided. "I'm within one day of my peak time so I will be using condoms tonight."
"But what if it did happen?" Debbie asked. "What would you do if you did accidentally get pregnant? If the condom broke or some other accident occurred during sex?"
"Well David has said that he would accept such a child into our family. But I wouldn't know for sure until such an accident did occur. I mean, it wouldn't be my husband's baby. He would have to tell me himself it would be OK and there would be no repercussions in the future from such an accident." She said looking directly at her husband who gave her a smile, a knowing look, and a virtually imperceptible nod of his head. Ellen's eyes twinkled back at her husband. She blushingly shot him an impish grin.
"Considering what we are doing at these parties," Maria chimed in, "if you don't have the precaution of being on the pill then you take a serious risk. Even with the pill there are accidents."
"I get reactions to the pill," Ellen explained. "So it's condoms or nothing."
"I have to go talk to someone," Debbie said suddenly, "but please don't go with anyone for a few minutes. I want to discuss something with both of you." Once assured that Ellen and David would wait on her, she quickly scampered off.
"I wonder what that was all about." David asked.
"Oh that's not so unusual for Debbie." Maria divulged. "As co-coordinator she is always being pulled into different things during these parties. And she has such a naughty sense of fun!" She said with a grin.
The three of them sat, drank and chatted and the two women allowed themselves to dance when men asked them as did David when asked by other women.