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Wives Who Fuck Other Men

Cindy and I were swingers, so it's obvious that she was a wife who fucked other men. But that's not what this is aboutI had fucked their wives too. I know, that makes no sense. And if they didn't have wives or girlfriends, she had fucked those other men in a party atmosphere that was impersonal. Names might not even be exchanged. Often her first contact with the guy was when his cock started entering her mouth, her pussy or even her ass. If words were exchanged, it might only be after cum had spewed into or onto her and usually both. Each might say: "Thanks" at best. She did tell me it wasn't necessary to thank the guy if you had a mouthful of his cum. Makes sense.

Sleep over with friends

Me and my wife were out in town with friends. It was absolutely chucking it down. At the end of the night my friend suggested we walk to his place for a few more drinks then taxi from there. He only lived two minutes from town so we agreed. Even in the short trip to his we got soaked to the bones. He got us towels and poured us a vodka. We had a few more drinks and watched the music channel. It was 3.25 am now so we told my friends we better get off. I got up to put my jacket on when my friend suggested we stay over. We didn't really want to taxi home in wet clothes so we decided to stay. My friends girl brought us a dressing gown each so we nipped to the bathroom and changed.

Sleep over with friends

Me and my wife were out in town with friends. It was absolutely chucking it down. At the end of the night my friend suggested we walk to his place for a few more drinks then taxi from there. He only lived two minutes from town so we agreed. Even in the short trip to his we got soaked to the bones. He got us towels and poured us a vodka. We had a few more drinks and watched the music channel. It was 3.25 am now so we told my friends we better get off. I got up to put my jacket on when my friend suggested we stay over. We didn't really want to taxi home in wet clothes so we decided to stay. My friends girl brought us a dressing gown each so we nipped to the bathroom and changed.

Failed but fun threesome

Every year my wife and I organise a night out with friends to a random town or city. This year it was to be Manchester. The usual group is made up of twelve to fifteen people, on this occasion it was to be twelve due to other commitments. This group was made up of four couples and four singles two female two male. We all travelled their in our cars and met in the hotel bar after sorting our rooms and baggage. We discussed our food and transportation plans to get into the city centre, then went up to our rooms. My heart started to race as we approached our hotel room as we always have wild sex in every new place we stay.

Failed but fun threesome

Every year my wife and I organise a night out with friends to a random town or city. This year it was to be Manchester. The usual group is made up of twelve to fifteen people, on this occasion it was to be twelve due to other commitments. This group was made up of four couples and four singles two female two male. We all travelled their in our cars and met in the hotel bar after sorting our rooms and baggage. We discussed our food and transportation plans to get into the city centre, then went up to our rooms. My heart started to race as we approached our hotel room as we always have wild sex in every new place we stay.

Cindy goes hunting for single men

Most male halves of couples try to keep single guys away from parties and clubs where they try to get their cocks into as many women as possible. However keeping a bunch of guys away from a romper room full of wet, naked, horny cunts and lips willing to wrap themselves around a nice long cock is a losing challenge once they get in the door. Women publicly agree with their men about keeping them out, but more for show. To a single guy, swingers are the greatest, a guaranteed fuck and blow job, often as many as you can handle in one night. No dinners or gifts to buy, no drama, complications, nor committments.

Cindy learns to like a cock in her Ass

I have blogged and storied at length about Cindy, her love of cock, sucking cock, fucking cock, (cocks actually, plural, lots of cocks), her pussy, her love of cum and her love of taking on many guys and the lifestyle we created which allowed her to do that and got me a wholesome share of pussy too. But anal has at best been a little rarely mentioned side dish. For me, not at all, never done anal, not even with Cindy. Just not my thing, I love pussy, a vagina, a cunt, a set of lips wrapped around my cock.

My Timid Wife and our new friend

Well this happened a while back but I still get hard thinking about that time. My Wife Jane and Me George Were pretty straight about sex till I went into that Adult Store. Well I finally got up the nerve and bought a dildo a black one 9" long 6" thick.Mines 7" and 5 thick. As my Jane's first lover was black. She did not know this at the time But my cock was hard the whole ride home.With the fantasy of being there when a black man fucks her. She was pretty sexy with C Breasts and an ass that could kill. So the first time I was ready to use the dildo on her. I hid it under my pillow.

Fun at Ron and Kat's house

Cindy and I had just moved to a new house. At a neighborhood meet and greet, we met Ron and Kat. We quickly established that the four of us were swingers and they had invited us over that evening with a few of their other "friends". Around nine, we walked over to their house.Cindy had already fucked one of the neighbors earlier that day, his cock having been recommended by Kat, our hostess. Just like asking a neighbor for a recommendation on a good plumber or electrician, He was, per Kat, nice,, clean, discrete, no drama, and had a large cock. The owner of that large cock had repeatedly teased a flimsily covered nipple (or two) of Cindy's during an afternoon party and the nipple(s) had sent ...

My Son Visits From College

Dave was feverishly finishing up a project presentation in his home office while his wife was upstairs cleaning their son's room and making his bed. They had gotten the call from Alan last night that he and his girlfriend were coming home from college for a weekend visit. Alan was a good kid, he got moderately good grades, played on the college lacrosse team, and usually called home regularly. These calls always had the same format - talk to his mother for a while, say "hi" to his father, then ask his dad for money. For Dave, the format was the same too, he would ask about Alan's grades, ask about lacrosse, go to the bank the next day to deposit a pile of money into his son's account.