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Mike and I had spent the evening with friends having a few drinks at our favorite local bar. It was just an ordinary Saturday night, only, most of our friends tapped out early and it wasn’t even midnight yet. When our friend Bill told us that he was headed home to enjoy a few beers on his back porch while the weather was still nice. I remarked that his idea sounded better than sitting in a bar and he invited us over.

When we got to his house, just a few roads away from our own home, Bill gave us the tour of his house and showed us to his porch where we sat and had drinks, while we enjoyed the view and casual conversation.

We hadn’t known Bill for very long, he was originally a friend of a friend, but he knew that we were swingers and (as it always does) the conversation eventually went in that direction.

Mike answered most of the logistical questions… how we met other couples, do we ever get jealous, how we always play in the same room, and how we only ever play with other couples.

I, on the other hand, explained the emotional and sexual aspects of swinging… how it feels to kiss someone for the very first time, the power you feel when a stranger wants to fuck you, and how being in the middle of a room full of sex is one of the most erotic things in the world!

Bill never once tried to make a move, he didn’t even hint that he wanted to play. He was a polite, inquisitive and really curious about how we got started and how we made it all work.

We talked for an hour or two before we all decided to call it an evening.

Ten minutes later, Mike and I are naked in our own bed at home, talking about how Bill was such a nice guy. We were also talking about how horny I was after talking about sex for 2 hours. Mike kept pushing my buttons, literally fingering me and figuratively, by talking about how it would blow Bill’s mind if I were to show up at his door and ask him to fuck.

I had never done anything like that. What if Bill says no? I’d be devastated! Besides, we may play with light female domination, and we may be swingers, but we only play with other couples and we certainly never played around without both of us in the room!

Eventually I told my husband to shut up and fuck me.

He refused.

He told me he was enjoying getting me hornier and hornier.

“Fine,” I said, “If you won’t fuck me, Bill will!”

When I got out of bed Mike thought I was just role playing and teasing him back!

The whole time I wasn’t even sure what I was doing. Was I really going to get dressed and go fuck someone else?

I put on a pair of shorts without underwear. I grabbed my husband’s white button down dress shirt that was hanging in the closet. I slipped on shoes. My husband never said a work.

Every action I took was teasing us both, and putting me closer to getting fucked by another man while my husband stayed at home waiting for me.

Mike stayed silent, calling my bluff. He did’t think I had the guts to leave the house at 2:30am and go fuck someone else. Hell, I didn’t think I had the guts either, but the smile on my husband’s face, waiting for me to chicken out, was the big push I needed.

I don’t know why I walked out the door that night. Was it because I was horny? Wanted to prove a point? Hungry for some new cock?

Whatever it was, the minute I shut the door, there was no turning back. My husband had his chance to call my bluff and now I was on the other side of our front door.

Mike didn’t try to stop me, and once I was in the car, he couldn’t. I didn’t bring my phone with me!

Five minutes later and was standing at Bill’s door, knocking.

The lights came on, and he opened the door, “Kathleen! Umm hi. Is everything OK?”

“I know it’s late but… can we fuck?”

Bill didn’t ask about our rules of swinging. He didn’t even ask if Mike knew where I was.

Bill put his hand inside my unbuttoned shirt to pull me in closer to him, and inside his living room, kissing me the whole time!

While keeping his lips planted on mine he started to undress me. My shirt came off immediately and he played around with my large breasts. My shorts were on the floor next to the shoes I had just kicked off and his finger was inside of me before he took a break from kissing me.

Just a few minutes earlier I was in bed with my husband, and now I’m standing naked in a friend’s living room, getting fingered, without my husband anywhere near me.

Bill stopped long enough to pull me into his bedroom. Once I was on top of his bed, he had his face buried between my legs, kissing and licking my bald, and very wet, pussy. Bill was a teaser… he liked to lick around my pussy, kissing my lips and dipping his tongue into my cunt. He avoided my clit until I grabbed the back of his head and forced him to go where I wanted.

It took only a few seconds before I came so hard I nearly crushed the poor man’s head between my legs.

When I was able to breathe normally again, Bill climbed on top of me and began to slowly slide his cock up and down my my slit, rubbing my juices all over my too-sensitive clit. I had both of my hands in his hair, begging him to fuck me.

“Please, please, please put your cock in me. Fuck me Bill. I can’t take it anymore,”

He stopped moving completely and said, “I thought you didn’t fuck people without your husband around?”

“I didn’t. Not till now. I really need your co…”

That’s when he pushed his cock all the way inside me. It wasn’t abrupt and fast, in fact it took a second or two for him to bury his whole cock all the way inside of me, but there was no stopping… he just pushed until I was completely impaled by him.

I don’t know if it was because I was so horny from all the talking, or the teasing my husband gave me, or the excitement of being fucked by someone new who really knew how to fuck, but the entire time he was fucking me I kept telling him how my pussy was now his. I told him he could have it whenever he wanted. It wasn’t that he was a better lay than my husband, so much as I was enjoying the shift on power… I had made the decision to fuck someone else, and here I was, getting filled with a guys cock while my husband stayed at home wondering what I was up to.

Bill pulled me up and on top of him without pulling out. I rode him like a cowgirl, grinding my clit into the base of his cock. When he wasn’t feeling my tits, we were making out like two teens on a first date.

After a good 10 minutes of great cock riding, Bill gently eased me off of his cock, and stood at the side of his bed.

“You like doggy.” Now a question. A statement.

It is my favorite! Did I mention that earlier in the night?

I wiggled my way to the side of the bed and let my legs fall off so my feet touched the floor. Bill entered me and began fucking. He grabbed my wrists and used my arms to pull me back into his cock as he thrust forward and filled me with his dick.

When he let go of an arm and pulled my long blonde hair back, that was it for me, I came hard… and loud. I guess that was all he needed because his next thrust was his hardest yet and his cock began pulsing inside of me, filling me with his cum.

We didn’t cuddle or make small talk. He slid on a pair of boxers as I got dressed and thanked him for an amazing and mind-blowing time. He thanked me for being the first girl to break in his new home.

It had been about an hour since I left the house and my husband was still in bed. Naked with a hardon in his hands.

I go naked and crawled, on my hands and knees, into the bed on top of him. When were were face to face, he urged me to keep crawling further up the bed, until my pussy was on his face…

No, he didn’t make me cum again. I was tired. No he didn’t get to fuck me. I was way too sore for thaf… he got to jerk off as he ate another man’s cum from my pussy, and in a way, that was something I enjoyed even more.

Some women are born to be Dommes… my husband helped me find my way.

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