Swinging
13 May 2018


Ever since I experienced my first impromptu threesome a few days ago with another couple, I had been thinking of how to give my husband the same experience. He works away from home and although my sexual awakening with Cyndi and John had happened by chance while he was away, we had previously been talking about tasting the lifestyle and I knew I had his blessing. In fact, part of our arrangement was that I told him ever detail, so when I committed it to writing, he was able to visualise the whole evening. I knew this would be driving him mad with frustration until the day he was to return and could he share his pent up arousal on me.

Arranging a threesome was surprisingly easy. Having shared the evening with Cyndi and John recently, I had approached John for a follow up, but this time with the inclusion of my husband. And if we clicked, we would be able to spend the night together. Whilst John was keen, the evening that my husband returned back onshore, John had work commitments in Sydney, but he left the invitation open for Cyndi.

When I spoke with Cyndi, she needed no convincing. In fact, it was her idea to create an evening of surprises for my husband, Vern. So we hatched a little plan and in the days leading up to my husband’s return, I had to bite my tongue to ensure that I didn’t give anything away when I spoke with him.

In brief, we planned to book in to the Park Hotel at the airport. I would meet Vern as I always do, and instead of take him home, lead him up to the hotel room, where I would ask him to freshen up while I dressed in lingerie and ask Cyndi, who would be having a drink in the hotel bar, to come up to the room. She would wait outside the room until I cuffed my husband to the bed, and then I would let her in. We would then take our time and tease him by putting on a show.

We wanted to make it mysterious, so the less we said, the better. It would be a night of carnal lust.

In anticipation of the evening, I bought new lingerie and a strap on dildo on line. Because my first experience together with Cyndi was impromptu, everything was spontaneous. It was also my first time with a woman. But this time, I had chance to really think about what I wanted to experience. I wanted to take my time with Cyndi and I wanted to have a toys so that I could thrust in to her and she could thrust in to me. It would all be part of our tease.

The first part of the evening went well. Checking in to the hotel, getting the room ready, having pre-drinks with Cyndi and talking about how we wanted the evening to unfold. I discussed with Cyndi exactly what I wanted to do to her and what I wanted to do with my husband. We got each other pretty worked up and I know we would both aroused and wanted the evening to unfold quickly. The next step went to plan too. I met my husband, and I got him up to the room and cuffed to the bed.

I was laughing inside, I was like a little girl all giggly, when I let Cyndi in. I think that she was the same. But she had a glint in her eyes. She had been drinking and waiting and the anticipation had worked on her. When I kissed her and loosened her dress, she was wet and aroused. Neither of us would be able to hold back. She needed cock. She needed cock more than I did. So I let her have her way.

My husband was already impressively hard. Cyndi was no doubt very aroused and on autopilot. She went over to the bed, straddled him and lowered herself immediately on to his waiting cock. The sight of my husband impaling another woman was the more erotic thing I have seen. There was no jealousy. There was no anxiety. It was surreal and an immediate turn on. Opps, I was already turned on. It was more of a turn on. I knew that I’d be fucking both Cyndi and Vern in my thoughts before I actually got to fuck them.

Time stood still. And I was drawn to my own sex. I was gently feeling myself through the fabric of my new lingerie. I was caressing my breasts and moving over my clit. My focus was on my husband fucking Cyndi, but my hand was self consciously bringing me off. Everything was in slow motion.

When Cyndi slid off my husband, he was still erect, but I knew she wanted to taste me. I was lying next to them on the bed and she went straight to my cunt. It was determined, it was vulgar and it was pleasurable all at the same time. I hadn’t removed my knickers, but just moved them to the side. Her licking and sucking was determined and rough. The frantic nature of her tongue on my clit makes me cum hard and quickly. I push her away. I am too sensitive. There will be more time later. I have a need to take care of Cyndi.

I pull out my hitatchi wand and direct it straight to Cyndi’s shaven vagina. I need to feel her buck and spasm under an orgasm. I have been imagining it for the last few days. Ever since we made our pact to surprise my husband.

I am forceful. I want to insert a toy at the same time as turn up the vibrator. I want to have power over Cyndi and be responsible for making her cum. I want to be responsible for her orgasm. I decide to turn up the power and share the moment. I lean on top of Cyndi, so I can also feel the vibrations. I think that my imagination gets the better of me. It’s me who cums. It is quick and fast. A bolt of electricity. I shake. I should have controlled myself and fucked Cyndi with the vibrator and dildo and not take care of my own pleasure.

She definitely wants to have something inside. I can tell.

A quick whisper and she is back on top of my husband. I am wet and mesmerised. I didn’t think of myself as a voyeur, but I could watch them all night. I would frig myself, and keep myself on the edge. I would take delight from them both taking their own pleasure. But I want to be involved.

My own pleasure is taking over and I feel the need to be close with Cyndi. I want to be intimate with her so I lubricate my fingers and slide one and then 2 inside her bum. Normally anal is not my thing, but I am just compelled to do this. Perhaps it is my own desire being transferred in to action. I know that I would enjoy it if I was in Cyndi’s position.

Fucking her with my fingers is not enough. My imagination is shouting at me. I lubricate and put a condom on one of my dildos. I push it towards her pussy. It slides in easily. I am fucking Cyndi in her pussy with my husband. He groans. He cannot hold back. Or maybe he is already cumming; I’m not sure. She cums. She squirts. I am fascinated. I want to taste.

She is shaking and spasms retch through her body. She breaks her connection with my husband. I want him, but I want to taste Cyndi on him first. I suck him for a short while, but he is hard so I slide on top. I don’t have to wait.

Cyndi knows I want to be double penetrated. We talked about it downstairs in the bar before Vern arrived. It was what got me so turned on from the start. It was what I projected on to Cyndi with a finger in her bum. It is another one of our surprises. Usually I don’t like anal, but the last few days I have been thinking about cock and dildo at the same time. When my husband was home last time, we tried double vaginal penetration with a dildo and his cock. It sent me over the edge. This time I wanted to step it up.

As soon as Cyndi thrusts inside my bum, I am cumming. It is uncontrolled and animalistic. I am so aroused, I ejaculate. Not just a little bit, but loads and loads gush out of my pussy over my husbands cock. I’ve never been a massive squirter, but this is out of control. We are soaked. I am now filled with my husbands cum. Neither of us could hold anything back.

The strap on and cock at the same time has done it for me. It has relaxed me and filled my immediate need. I am thinking more clearly now and turn my attentions to Cyndi. We haven’t really explored each other yet.

It is my time to return the favour. I remove the strap on and get my glass dildo. It's inside her and I am eating her out. It is slow, calm and soothing. The rush of earlier has abated. I am going to take my time. I am slow and steady with the strokes, 2 deep, 8 shallow, then 2 deep again, all the while my tongues is licking up and down her clit. I can feel it swell in my mouth. And she is holding my head. The pressure of her hold is growing. But I am in no rush. I am enjoying myself and with my spare hand I am also feeling my own pussy. A little rubbing of my clit and then 2 fingers inside. It is all about pleasure. Vern is watching us. This in itself is exciting. I love the feeling of my husband watching me with another woman. It intensified the feeling on my pussy. But I don’t cum, and alternate between inserting my fingers and flicking. Cyndi though is ready to cum. She orgasms for several seconds. I think she is done and remove the dildo, but then she clenches again and shudders. We all want a little break, but don’t really want to stop what we are doing, so we sit on the bed; all three of us. We are all naked. We all participate in some self masturbation. Just keeping ourselves aroused. Just letting the sensitivity of our genitals subside. Just watching each other and keeping the erotic imagery in our heads going.

There was more sex, oral and toys that evening, but none so intense as those first 90 minutes. It was incredible and I feel so close sharing this experience with my husband this time. I feel so proud and confident that I’ve shared sexually in this way. Letting go of sexual inhibitions is very liberating. And what’s more, this experience is embedded in both my, and my husbands, minds. It is as vivid as if we were living it out now.

And the best part. We’ve taken those first steps towards swinging. Something we wanted to explore and are now doing.


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