Straight Female / 31
First Swinging Experience
I am a 31 year old, wife of 7 years. I love my husband, but this is completely his fault.
He pushed and pushed and pushed to get into the swinger lifestyle. He pushed too much about a year ago and his demise is basically complete now.
We went to our first swing club. The first few people we met were couples like us. They did some introductions and then we found a place to sit and relax. The first single to come over was Brian. this godlike black man and his persistence paid off. My husband says go have fun. Those words still haunt him today. Are you sure I asked my husband? Yes Janelle, go for it.
It started with innocent dancing. Then his hands found my ass, which was barely covered by a tiny leather skirt. Then our lips touched…the first man to kiss me in many years. His hand found my c u n t - one finger, two fingers, three - until he made me cum right there on the dance floor. My c u n t was awake, hot, needy, soaked - ready! I found his cock under his jeans - good god was he hung.
Come with me he says and off to a private room we go. I knew what this meant, well I thought I had an idea of what this meant. He sat me on the couch and told me take off his pants. Out of his jeans came an iron rod of pure heaven. Huge! Fat head! Nice sack! I knew I was to suck it and I forced as much in my mouth as I could. After choking on his cock, he says bend over the couch arm….and I did. He tells me to separate my cheeks…and I did. He buries his cock head at the opening to my c u n t and he drives until he hits resistance. I stop him and say, I need you to wear a condom. He pulls out, looks me in the eye and says no, I go bare or I do not go. The brash of this man. Please fuck me kept coming out of my mouth until he broke me and I allowed him to fuck me bare. This only incited hell between my legs. He could get me pregnant. I would just tell him to pull out.
He is banging me over the couch like I am a rag doll. He says call me Daddy. What? Call me Daddy!!! Okay Daddy, fuck me. Fuck my pussy. This is Daddy’s pussy now! He starts the quick (I am going to cum) hammering and I tell do not cum in me. He pulls out, takes a breath and says I do not pull out. If I have to cum while I am in your pussy, I will cum in your pussy. God, fuck! Just keep fucking me Daddy. Cum where ever you want, just don’t stop anymore. Two minutes later Daddy floods my (his) c u n t and I cum along with him. He pulls out, feeds me his cock and I clean him up.
His last words for me that night. Clean up my cock and I will make sure I fuck you again.
This man has become my bull. He fucks me whenever he wants and he cums in me every time. I actually got birth control!!!
My poor husband! My poor husband! NOT!
He pushed and pushed and pushed to get into the swinger lifestyle. He pushed too much about a year ago and his demise is basically complete now.
We went to our first swing club. The first few people we met were couples like us. They did some introductions and then we found a place to sit and relax. The first single to come over was Brian. this godlike black man and his persistence paid off. My husband says go have fun. Those words still haunt him today. Are you sure I asked my husband? Yes Janelle, go for it.
It started with innocent dancing. Then his hands found my ass, which was barely covered by a tiny leather skirt. Then our lips touched…the first man to kiss me in many years. His hand found my c u n t - one finger, two fingers, three - until he made me cum right there on the dance floor. My c u n t was awake, hot, needy, soaked - ready! I found his cock under his jeans - good god was he hung.
Come with me he says and off to a private room we go. I knew what this meant, well I thought I had an idea of what this meant. He sat me on the couch and told me take off his pants. Out of his jeans came an iron rod of pure heaven. Huge! Fat head! Nice sack! I knew I was to suck it and I forced as much in my mouth as I could. After choking on his cock, he says bend over the couch arm….and I did. He tells me to separate my cheeks…and I did. He buries his cock head at the opening to my c u n t and he drives until he hits resistance. I stop him and say, I need you to wear a condom. He pulls out, looks me in the eye and says no, I go bare or I do not go. The brash of this man. Please fuck me kept coming out of my mouth until he broke me and I allowed him to fuck me bare. This only incited hell between my legs. He could get me pregnant. I would just tell him to pull out.
He is banging me over the couch like I am a rag doll. He says call me Daddy. What? Call me Daddy!!! Okay Daddy, fuck me. Fuck my pussy. This is Daddy’s pussy now! He starts the quick (I am going to cum) hammering and I tell do not cum in me. He pulls out, takes a breath and says I do not pull out. If I have to cum while I am in your pussy, I will cum in your pussy. God, fuck! Just keep fucking me Daddy. Cum where ever you want, just don’t stop anymore. Two minutes later Daddy floods my (his) c u n t and I cum along with him. He pulls out, feeds me his cock and I clean him up.
His last words for me that night. Clean up my cock and I will make sure I fuck you again.
This man has become my bull. He fucks me whenever he wants and he cums in me every time. I actually got birth control!!!
My poor husband! My poor husband! NOT!
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