This is a true story about my experience with a swinger couple. While I've written this story to be erotic by describing the experience in as much detail as possible, this is also a way for me to actually document what happened and how I view it now a couple years out. Overall, this was a very positive experience, but I will discuss some of the less-than-ideal details. I have changed their names in order to avoid exposing their identity.
It was the summer after I graduated high school and I was 18, so everything was perfectly legal. At that point in my nearly non-existent sex life, I had sex maybe once or twice before and it had been mediocre at best. But, being a teenage boy, I was horny as hell and found myself browsing the Craigslist casual encounters section, which has since been removed from the website. I knew that my friends were not doing things like this, but I was pretty open sexually and found it hot to be with an older couple who could show me the ropes.
Let's call them Karen and John. They were probably in their early forties although I never actually asked their age. They were looking for a younger guy to play with them on a regular basis. Both John and I were straight, so it would be mostly focused on pleasing Karen. We exchanged a few pictures and I decided Karen was attractive enough to meet up in real life.
Karen had a pretty face with light hair and wide hips with a pretty sexy pair of legs. She still had a good figure given her age and having children. She probably had D cup boobs, but I'm not going to pretend she was some kind of goddess with a tight body and perky tits. Her boobs were fairly saggy and looking back on it, her pussy was not nearly as tight as the women my age. But, being unexperienced, I didn't know this at the time and couldn't even believe this whole thing was happening.
John was a pretty normal looking guy and wasn't fat or anything. It really didn't matter since it would mostly be focused on Karen. I am a pretty handsome with a fairly athletic body and slightly defined jaw line along with short hair. Despite being attractive, I was quiet in class, so I didn't attract much attention from the girls at school.
We decided to meet up at Starbucks to chat about ourselves and talk things over before getting into it. I remember having that nervous feeling in my stomach on the drive over it was taboo.
I don't remember too much of the details discussed over coffee, but I'm sure it was just about our expectations and about ourselves. Their biggest concern was someone who would be respectful and would stick around for it to be a regular thing. I believe they had an encounter with another guy before, but it had since ended. They seemed normal and were easy enough to have a conversation with. They understood that this obviously wasn't normal for a person my age and that I would have to keep this from my parents.