My husband and I are swingers and knew that I should have paid more attention to the color of his pants as we entered the local swing club. All ten of us met through the swinger personal ads from SwingSearch.net and this was our regular get-together.

After a few drinks at the bar and a little sexy fondling, we moved into the restaurant. I was already turned on. Our host couple directed us to our seats. I sat opposite my husband as more wine was poured and we all flirted excitedly. I glanced at the menu delighted to see the starter ‘Wife Swapping Surprise’. Led by our hostess the girls simultaneously stood and to the amazement of the guys, disappeared under the huge table. There was much giggling and shoving but I managed to crouch down in front of whom I thought was my husband.

The swing club was dimly lit and under the heavy table cloth I could barely make out the other girls. Under the direction of our swinger dating host the guys stood and silently walked around the table. All I could vaguely see were their shoes and cuffs. Some went clockwise others anti-clockwise. It was all a bit of a muddle and we very quickly lost track of who was whom, and by the time they sat back down I had no idea who I now knelt before.

It didn’t matter, we knew what to do and in heated excitement we stroked their inner thighs and fumbled with their zippers. I thought I recognised a familiar perfume as I unzipped my guy and carefully prised out his cock. I was wrong, even in the gloomy light I immediately knew by the cocks sheer girth that it wasn't my swinging husbands. I felt a complete slut, desperate for a fuck. The strangers legs opened wider and in a swirl of booze and excitement I stroked his shaft and cupped his heavy ball sack. He groaned. The girls on my left and right did similar and I imagined the guys pleasured expressions.

My strangers cock swelled and twitched. I shuffled forwards, jostling for space under the table and moistened my lips. I licked the top of his cock. He tasted of salty excitement. I was so damn horny. I held his shaft firmly as I slowly moistened its length, feeling its bulging veins and intense heat with my nimble fingers. Tentatively I opened wide, breathed heavily, then guided it slowly past my hot eager lips sinking it deep into my mouth.

I slid it in and out teasingly. Tenderly touching the tip, licking his bulbous head, almost taking it out my mouth them plunging it deep into my throat. Impatiently he roughly grasped my head and firmly pulled me on to him. Impaled and held tight I rhythmically bobbed back and forth on his hot meaty cock. With my own panties sobbing wet It wasn't long before he began to tremor and moments later I heard a muffled giggle and gasp as the swinger to my left bought her guy off closely followed by another girl, then another and then another. My guy came next. There was no turns as such and with a sudden twitch my time had cum. He strengthened the already vice like grip on my head, as my pussy burst into flame and he erupted in a hot explosion of love. I involuntarily tried to withdraw but his strong grip was like a limpet and I was forced to greedily gulp his creamy excitement down.

As any respecting swingers wife would, I cleaned him up with a tissue and zipped him up. We were about to climb from under the cloth when there was another tap on the wood above. To our surprise the guys all stood again and walked for a second time around the table. It was like musical chairs and when eventually someone sat down in front of me I was unsure if it was my husband, the guy I had just blown or another.

We then scrambled out, brushed down our skirts and sat back down in our respective seats. I wiped a dribble of jism off my lips with a napkin. We all looked at our fellow swingers trembling with excitement unsure who had blown whom. It was a great start to the night and with starters over the main course was served. But I wasn’t hungry and besides I was a sweet toothed girl and already looked forward to deserts. Yum!

 

It was a crisp November day and a 45 year old, divorced MILF was planning a lover's getaway in a city out-of-state......  The MILF was me.  My name is Joy and I had not dated since my divorce and was planning a weekend getaway with a new lover.....Jason.  Jason was a well-built, sexy, 40 years old!   We had met briefly in person when we were both away from home and then had struck up a phone/email conversation that lasted about two weeks....until we couldn't stand it anymore and had to meet!

So, we met in a strange city and got a posh hotel room to settle in for the weekend.  It was everything I had hoped for.....hot sex and lots of fantasizing and talking.  Then something happened the second night that we were together.  We had been having sex for hours and Jason was fantasizing about seeing me with another man.  This was a complete turn-on as that had been a fantasy for me, too!  I could not believe that we were on the same wavelength.  But, of course that would be too daring for me to actually do!  Or would it? 

All of a sudden, Jason literally jumped out of bed and put his pants on.  He demanded that I go down to the hotel bar and pick up a guy and have sex with the guy right now!  Not knowing Jason that well, I didn't know if he was kidding or what!?  He was persistent until I put on my dress and heels.  I said to him.....OK.....joke's over.....you made me get dressed.  Now we can go back to our fantasy.  To my surprise he was still insistent.  So, I hatched a plan.  I would go down to the bar and have a glass of wine.  Then, go back up to the room and tell Jason that there were no single guys there.  After all it was 1 a.m.  How many people could be in there?  So, down I went.

When I arrived at the bar, there were about ten people sitting around the U-shaped bar.....and they were all paired up.  Whew!  Off the hook.  So, I relaxed at the end of the bar and had my wine.  Then, a woman left and there was a man sitting alone.  Maybe she went to the restroom.....  But, no.  Her glass was cleared away and the guy kept sitting there talking to the bartender.  He looked to be about 28 and was sexy in an Adrian Grenier (Vince on HBO Entourage) sort of way.  So, I thought....now or never.  I gathered up my nerve and went over and sat next to him with my glass of wine.  Turns out Daniel was waiting for his roommate (the bartender) to get off work so they could go home.  Daniel was a waiter at a nearby fancy restaurant.  So, I chatted with Daniel for a few minutes and asked how long he had until the roommate got off work.  Two a.m.  Had to get this plan going now!  So, I simply asked Daniel if he would like to go to my room....no more explanation.  He looked at me and said "yes".  We headed for the elevator.  The roommate looked on, with question, but Daniel did not explain.

Once on the elevator, I said to Daniel, "There is just one thing......my boyfriend is in the room and he wants to watch.  Are you ok with that?"  Daniel looked startled and simply said......."OK". 

We arrived at the room and Jason was just as startled as Daniel was.....that I actually had put this together!  We were all a bit surprised and excited, as this was the first threesome for any of us.  Jason began directing me what to do to Daniel.  I complied and was completely turned on!  It was just like my fantasy world.  Jason directed, watched and then joined in......presenting me with his cock in my mouth as Daniel fucked me doggie-style.  Daniel left satisfied and I am sure had one of those awesome crazy stories to share with his friends ....for the rest of his life!  Jason and I continued our sex until the early morning hours.  We had a great weekend and then both went our separate ways. 

I never saw Jason again, but still have a great story of my own...... A MILF Story!