FabSwingers.com forum: It all started...

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

This is a true account of my first introduction into swinging, though names are changed.

A mere 15 years ago, I was 23, had long blond hair, more toned than I am now and a lot more naïve compared to today. I was engaged to my best friend’s sister and although i had a good sex life, it wasn’t something I would shout about (though I didn’t really know any different back then).

My fiancé was quite happy to spend the weekends at home watching soaps and drinking tea, so I would have full permission to go drinking with her brother on a Saturday. So I would head to the rock pub/club in the next town with Steve and we would have a few beers and enjoy the sites that would inevitably pass through place each weekend.

The evening of my enlightenment started off like any other. A phone call from Steve saying he would meet me down the road ready to catch a taxi for a short pub crawl before heading to the rock club. We did our usual catch up on weeks events and then spent the next few hours drinking, chatting to people we knew and window shopping all the ladies who were about town.

Eventually ending up in the club we hit the bar, drinks in hand and scanning the crowd we began to talk about the various sites of leather, shorts skirts, stockings, tattoos and piercings on show. As always happens, we would split up and chat to friends.

Sat at a table with a couple of people, talking usual crap about music, jobs etc, I became aware of someone having sat next to me. Looking to my left a petite blond, wearing a pink pvc skirt (well I say skirt, it looked more like a belt) and pink pvc style boob tube was smiling at me. She had her legs crossed and drink in hand, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite figure out.

‘Hi’ was all she said. I smiled back and return the same greeting back.

‘I want to fuck you’ are the words that were uttered next. I will remember those words to the day I die, though at the time I wasn’t exactly sure I had heard her properly. I leaned in closer and asked her to repeat what she just said and she again repeated the same words.

I must have looked a right chump, as my mouth was open, my eyes widened and I’m pretty sure she could probably see my brain go into melt down. I managed to utter something about being a little forward and had she chosen the right guy.

She leaned closer into me, making sure I could hear her properly and said ‘I want to fuck you and I want my husband to watch you cum over my face’.

I was (stupidly) taking a gulp of my drink at the time (dry mouth), to which then ended up being spat out over my legs and table. Coughing and spluttering, she laughed and asked if I was up for it. I had no clue how to respond, so I excused myself rather sharpish and headed straight for my friend. I told him what had happened and he began laughing. I explained it wasn’t funny and that I didn’t know what to do.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Go on please continue.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

This is where things took a rather strange twist. Knowing I was engaged to his sister, he said that it was simply sex and as long as his sister didn’t find out, then I should go for it. You could have knocked me down with a feather at this stage. My mind was reeling, my hands sweating and I’m pretty sure my heart was beating a thousand times a minute.

So I walked back over to the blond, who was now stood next to a tall, good looking guy. He introduced himself as John and then asked If I was up for fucking Sarah. Looking at Sarah again, my cock began to make the decisions for me. So I said I would be happy to oblige, though I had never done anything like this before. He said not to worry and that I should get to know Sarah a little more before heading back to theirs. So I spent about 5 minutes talking about crap before Sarah asked me what I wanted to do to her, as she was game for anything. With that she moved seats, sat opposite me and spread her legs, giving me a view of her tiny black thong under the pvc skirt. I had a million things running through my head, though I knew I wanted to taste her pussy. Telling her this, she grabbed my beer bottle, pulled her thong to one side and slid the head of the bottle between her exposed lips.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. A stunning looking woman, was beginning to fuck herself with my drink in the middle of a club. A few strokes with the bottle and it was being pushed further into herself. As suddenly as she started, she then stopped, removing the bottle, pulling her thong over and her skirt down (not by much though). Placing the bottle to her lips, she licked the rim and neck then offered me the bottle, saying that it was a sample of what I would be able to taste later on.

Being overwhelmed by what I saw I forgot there was still alcohol in the bottle as my eagerness to taste her juices overtook me, so invariably tipped the bottle a little too far and ended up again choking on my beer and spitting it everywhere. Not a great way to impress someone who’s just asked you to fuck them.

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By *C xxxxxxxxxxMan
over a year ago

on the outskirts off cardiff

Carry on,good story

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Keep going

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By *rodigalMan
over a year ago

sunderland

Wow

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Keep it going

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Thanks for the comments...

John came over and asked if we wanted to leave, so I readily agreed before I ended up doing something else ridiculously stupid, like burning a hole in her skirt (this being in the days you could smoke in clubs/pubs). I grabbed Steve and said I needed a little moral support as I was now being invited back to John and Sarah’s.

When I introduced Steve to them, Sarah’s eyes lit up and almost jumped with joy as John asked him to join party. So we all headed off in a taxi back to a large detached house in the posher end of the town. The moment we walked through the door, John shoved drinks into our hands and Sarah disappeared into the living room. They had an unusual design of the house, in that their bedroom could only be accessed via a metal spiral staircase in the corner of the dining room.

John put some music on and we began chatting, getting to know a little more about each other. John had a high powered job and explained how he really enjoyed watching Sarah having fun with other guys. He stated some ground rules, in that if Sarah said No, then we were to stop and that he would be sat on a chair watching, however he wouldn’t be joining in.

At this point the sound of metal clinking on metal took our attention to the metal staircase. Sarah had changed into stockings and a black baby doll with black lace panties with a different set of heels. Grabbing her drink she asked if we liked and couldn’t quite find the words, so ended up blurting out some garbled line of incoherency. Steve and John began laughing at my reaction, to which Sarah took as a sign of my liking what I saw.

Placing her drink down, grabbing my hand and pulling me to my feet, she looked past me to John and Steve, saying that we’d had spoken enough and it was time for her to get fucked. As Sarah lead me to the staircase, she turned to Steve, telling him to follow also as she was being a greedy girl tonight.

So, I’m now in the bedroom, kissing Sarah, almost oblivious to the fact that John and Steve have followed. My hands are all over Sarah as we continue to kiss, then I’m brought back to reality when Steve moves in behind and begins kissing her neck, Sarah moaning as the both of us begin to stroke and tease her.

Falling onto the bed, Sarah starts pulling at my belt and fishing for my cock. Steve is behind her and has his face buried between her legs as she begins to suck my cock.

I look to my right and see that John has settled on a chair near the bed, his hand inside his trousers, watching what unfolds in front of him. Steve continues to lick, finger and tease Sarah as she continues to suck hard on my cock. I am thinking its all a dream and that I will wake up any moment, but a little bite from Sarah makes me very aware that it’s really happening.

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