THE SELECTION
We talked about it with my wife. At different points in the relationship, we knew that we wanted to experience the swinging lifestyle. When I brought it up, she was receptive.
I met my wife a decade ago. We hit it off right away. We did not get married because of love; we got married because the sex was spectacular. The first time I spent the night at her pad, we had a four hour session of oral sex. Yes, we had interruptions. No one can munch on a pussy for four hours straight. We talked; we sucked; we played; we sucked. We started at 10:00 pm and we went to sleep at 2:00 am. It was amazing noticing how time flew. We had sex for about twenty days, until she got her period. Then, he interrupted and after a couple of days, we went at it.
I did not think I could have the stamina for this much sex. I remember the third day of sex, I told her she must be joking if she wanted to have sex again. We had had sex two days in a row. She told me that her ex used to eat her every single day. I interpreted it as a challenged and went for it. We decided to marry three months into the relationship. It was sexual and then love arrived.
There are two things you should know about our relationship. One is we are open and can talk about anything. My wife knows that I want to be fucked by a guy. She bought a dildo and has done me many times. My wife told me that she wants to fuck another man, and in bed, I pretend to be her secret lover. The second thing you should know about our relationship is that she is more dominant than I am. It is not an age issue. I am four years older. It is not a strength issue. She weighs 115 and I am at 230. I am stronger, bigger. It is not about economic dependency. I make more money than she does. Yet, she dominates me. She is in charge of the house and she is in charge of my life. We know that our gender does not correspond with our personalities. She would have been happier being the male of the house and fucking me every night. In bed, she plays with my nipples more than I play with hers and she has beautiful, perky tits.
My life changed when we decided to go on a date other people. We agreed that I would go see another woman and she would see another guy. The ground rule was that if we wanted to talk about our date, we had to bring it up. That is, if I wanted to tell my wife about my date with the other woman, I would tell her; she could not ask me. The same rule applied to her. This decision was transformative. It was more than simply taking a woman out to dinner; it was a new life. More about the transformation later.
We had to pick partners and telling a friend that I want to date his wife is awkward. The same is true telling a friend to date my wife. We knew we did not want to date strangers. Actually, I did not mind seeing a stranger but my wife did. She told me about how unsafe she felt seeing a stranger and that it could be dangerous. But she has had more one night stands than me. I know because she talks about them. She told me about a guy she named Kama Sutra because he was an acrobat in bed. He would start fucking her at the foot of the bed and before she knew it, she was being pounded at the other end. There were others. I had my stories with strangers and one night stands, but not as frequent or exciting. She told me about a lover who was extremely well endowed and he would call her up only to have sex. He never spent the night.
We decided, or better put, she decided and I went along with her decision, that would go out with friends. The problem is that we are not in the swingers and we don't know people who are in the lifestyle. At least our friends do not openly swing. And it is awkward to ask a friend to fuck my wife and let me fuck his. So our next task was to decide which friends could possibly be interested in this wild fantasy, without losing the friendship.
I hatched up a plan. In our patio, we have a hot tub. I decided to invite married couples, one at a time. I would grill and then go to the hot tub. In the hot tub, we would pretend to be more drunk than we truly were and would get frisky in front of the other couple. In the hot tub my wife would take off her bikini top and at some point, I would start fingering her while kissing her. The couple who was cool with each other getting frisky in front of them would be asked to swing with us. The couple who felt uncomfortable and decided to pack up and go home because of our lewdness was just to prudish for this to work out.
It was a chilly spring day when the first couple arrived. Jeff is a skinny, nerdy, friend. He plays the part; he wears glasses, never practiced any sports. His wife, Ana, is Venezuelan, feminist and strong willed. She has an exotic look about her; not the classic good looks, but attractive. Jeff and Ana are about ten years younger than us, and Ana is one year older than Jeff. If I had to pigeon hole Ana and Jeff, I would put them as a younger replica of us. Except for the age difference and that at some point in my life I played sports, Jeff could be my clone and Ana could be my wife's. Ana is in charge of that household and it is evident that she dominates Jeff.
After the barbecue, we hit the hot tub. Pretending to be drunk on the sangria, my wife took off her bikini top, as planned. Ana did the same. I am not sure if she was drunk or she simply wanted to show her body. Ana is gorgeous. In the hot tub, we drank even more and I began to kiss my wife. Ana kissed Jeff. I fingered my wife. I can tell Ana's eyes sparkle when she saw what I was doing. Ana played music and after a make out session, Ana and Jeff went to the guest bedroom, where I am convinced she fucked the living brains out of Jeff. We went to our bedroom, happy, knowing that Ana and Jeff could be the couple.