– Helen –
We had just arrived at the hotel as my husband turned to me and asked, “Are you OK love? Sure you want to go through with this?”
As he said those words, the reality and enormity of what we were about to do. The massive step in our relationship that could be fractured for all-time hit me. I swallowed hard and replied, “Yes… no… sure… maybe. I don’t know. I want to, but I’m not sure I can. I love you too much. I don’t want to spoil what we have.”
“Helen, if you’re not sure we can always cancel, or postpone. I can phone Dan, I’m sure they’ll understand, they know the situation with us.”
I looked at him as he stood before me. Handsome in his black slacks, and burgundy Hugo Boss shirt. Could I give him up to another woman? Let her feel his touch, and those little things he does to me that get me so turned on. I bit my lip and made my mind up, committing fully.
“No, we’ve talked things through enough. We have to make the decision at some time. If we back out now, we’ll never go through with it. I’m… we’re doing it.” Ending the discussion, I walked boldly into the hotel lobby. Changing our lives forever.
As I strode into the cocktail bar, a few heads turned. Not just from the men, quite a few women did as well, that gave my confidence a big shot. I’ve always been turned on by the appreciation of other women. I’ve never been with a woman, never contemplated it, but, in many ways, I was curious. There was a hidden curiosity lurking in my subconscious. In the corner, a couple made to get up, and the man beckoned us over. As we approached, he greeted us, “Helen and Mark? We’re Dan and Anne, with an E.” This was the couple we were here to meet, and on first sighting I was happy.
Dan looked trim and fit, quite tall at just under six foot. Close-cropped black hair, with just a touch of grey at the sides. He seemed to be just past forty. His wife, Anne, was the exact opposite to me. I am tall, at five foot nine. Athletic and willowy in build. Shoulder length, ash-blond hair falling loose around my narrow face.
Anne couldn’t have been more than five foot four inches tall, with a full and voluptuous figure. Big boobs that seemed firm for her age, I guessed at just under forty. Wide hips. Sparkling green eyes that flashed every time she smiled, which I soon discovered was a lot. As we stood and air-kissed, I was aware of a subtle appraisal on my body by both Dan and Anne, and what appeared to be a nod of approval. Mark was embarrassing me by openly staring at Anne’s cleavage, to be fair, it deserved to be stared at.
We sat down, and after Dan had ordered drinks, an easy conversation flowed. The air was more relaxed than I had expected, Anne and Dan doing their best to make us feel at ease. Dan wasn’t paying an overly amount of attention to me. Anne was talking to me just as much as he did, and Dan did the same with Mark.
After a while, Dan said, “Are you two both sure you want to continue? If you want to stop things here, Anne and I won’t be offended. It’s happened before, and it will happen again. That is why we try to be the first ones for virgins on the scene.”
The moment of truth had arrived. I bit my bottom lip as I looked at Mark. I was unsure, but he seemed even more so. I nodded my head at him and said, “Yes, Dan, I’m sure. Mark and I have discussed this for a while and now is the right time. And you and Anne seem the perfect couple for us to start with.”
Mark was silent for a while as we all looked at him, then he nodded his agreement. Anne took his hand and said, “Mark, are you definitely sure? If you’re not, things will not be as good as they could be, as they should be. If you’re not 100% sure, then I am pulling out. It’s not fair on you or Helen.”
That seemed to convince Mark who nodded his head enthusiastically and said in a firm but quiet voice, “Yes, I’m sure. I just didn’t want Helen to feel pressured.”
I smiled at Mark in thanks. We continued chatting for a while, the conversation becoming a little more risqué. I was conscious that we were now forming two distinct couples. Dan and me, Anne and Mark. Anne was becoming increasingly more tactile with Mark. Her hand, lingering on his arm for longer than it should, occasionally switching to his knee before running up his thigh, to sit there. I was becoming more and more jealous of what she was doing and what she obviously had planned for my husband. Dan, in contrast, had not touched me at all. It was irrational that I was feeling jealous. I knew what we were here for.
Dan seemed to sense my growing unease and moved things to the next level. “Well folks, the conversation is stimulating, but, we are here for another reason. Just looking at Helen is stimulating me in an altogether different way. Helen, would you come with me please.”
With that, he stood, took hold of my hand and raised me from my seat. Guiding me through the crowded bar, using the lightest of touches of his hand on my waist to do so. As we left, I was aware of every eye in the place following our progress.
“Helen, don’t look back. Mark is going through the worst and hardest experience of his life.” I glanced at Dan in query. “He’s just watched his beautiful, young, and very sexy wife walk off with another man, knowing that in a short while she will be naked and making love to him.”
I half stumbled, and a small gasp escaped my lips at his words and the implication that they held. “Helen, I know because I felt exactly the same thing when Anne and I swapped partners for the first time. Don’t worry, Mark will be okay. Anne will take good care of him. But believe me, you may think this is hard for you, but it is even harder for Mark. He knows that soon another man is going to penetrate his wife. It is so much harder for a man to accept that.”
By this time we had reached the lift and were soon whisked to the tenth floor and the bedroom where my life would change forever. When we arrived at the room, Dan again asked if I was sure I wanted to continue. Unable to speak, I looked at him and nodded.
With that, he opened the door, placed his hand lightly on the small of my back and ushered me through it. Changing both my life and marriage irrevocably in that one moment.
– Mark –
My mind was in turmoil as I watched my wife, Helen walking out of the bar, accompanied by another man. A stranger who soon would be making love to her. Fucking her. We had decided that we were curious to try out the swinging scene, and had agonised long and hard before agreeing to take the plunge. At the time, I was probably the more enthusiastic one. Now that it was a reality, I was finding it harder to accept than I had thought I would. If at any time, Helen had said she wanted to back out, I would have done so in a flash. But the farther things had progressed, the more determined she had become.
We had met via a mutual friend when Helen was eighteen, and I was twenty. It wasn’t a blind date, just that we came into each other’s orbit. I asked her out on a date, and that was it. We were married when she was twenty-one and have been together ever since. This may be a surprising thing to say given what we were embarking on, but, our sex life was extremely satisfying in all ways, including some role play stuff. That’s what tempted us to try the swinging scene, the fact that we were so strong as a pair.
Neither of us had gone to University. I am an electrical engineer, working for an international company and have just been made a product manager. Helen had trained as a hairdresser and has, just opened her fourth salon. All of them located in the exclusive and expensive south Manchester commuter belt of Bramhall, Wilmslow, Prestbury and the latest and big one, Alderley Edge, the haunt of Manchester’s Premier League footballers and their wives or partners.
We’d struggled initially, Helen had worked all the hours she could, with every penny being ploughed back into her business. However, Helen was talented and started to attract the Cheshire set as clients. Things took off so that one salon became two, then three and now four.
All this was flashing through my mind when I felt a hand on my thigh, Anne said to me, “Relax, everything’s going to be all right. And you know it’s rude not to pay me some attention you know.”
That eased the tension. Anne was right, and she did deserve attention. She was small in height but had a full figure, rounder and more voluptuous than my usual tastes, than Helen. I couldn’t take my eyes off her magnificent breasts that were testing the seams of her white satin top. A top that was cut low enough to give me a good view of the goods on offer when she bent forward, but not that low that anyone could see more than a hint of cleavage.
She had a kind, open face, framed by luxuriant, naturally wavy black hair that hung to just below her shoulders, and stunning green eyes.
“Give them a few minutes then we’ll go up as well. Not make it too obvious what’s going on.”
I nodded in reply, getting a bit worked up now. Anticipating that soon I would have my hands on Anne’s boobs, and the rest of her generous figure.
“I can’t wait to get a look at that strong body of yours. I’m getting wet at the thought,” Anne said in a slow sexy voice. “Here have a feel.” With that, she took my hand, and under cover of the table pushed it under her skirt. Pressing my fingers on the fabric of her panties. She was right, she was very wet, her panties were sopping.
From anyone else, and said and done in any other way, that would have been very tacky. From Anne, it was open, blatant sex appeal. An invitation as if any were needed. Anne was trying to make me feel at ease, and she was succeeding. My apprehension was disappearing, replaced by anticipation that was growing with every second. I couldn’t wait to get Anne alone, and naked and????
– Helen –
When we entered the bedroom, the lighting was already set at low. Dan followed me and closed the door behind us but didn’t lock it. Then instead of directing me to the bed as I expected, he guided me towards the dressing table. Suddenly I could go no further, Dan was standing directly in front of me, smiling. Then he moved in closer. I held my breath, expecting him to lean in and kiss me but he didn’t, he just breathed softly.
“Helen, last chance do you want to stop?”
As he said this, I was aware that his hand had reached behind me to grasp the zip on my midnight blue Donna Karen silk dress. As I nodded acquiescence, still unable to speak, I heard and felt the unmistakable zizz of the zip lowering all the way down to the top of my bum.
I was shaking in trepidation, aware of what was to come. Dan moved his hands forwards, slipped the dress off my shoulders and let it fall in a silken rustle to pile at my feet.
I had to steel myself to stay calm and not run away. Dan didn’t say or do anything for a second. He didn’t even look at my body, just locked his eyes on my face and into my eyes.
“Helen, take off your bra,” he whispered in a barely audible voice.
I gasped at his words. Words that were said in a soft, calming, gentle, encouraging tone. Phrased in a way that was both request and order at the same time. Hesitating slightly, I reached with shaking hands behind me and unhooked the clasp of my pale blue bra. Shrugging it off my shoulders, I let it fall to the ground.
My perky 34B boobs with small, hard, nipples that were already standing out stood proud for him to see.
Dan had still not looked at me, apart from deep into my eyes, nor tried to touch me. He smiled again, “Now the panties,” said in the same asking, yet ordering tone of voice. This time I didn’t hesitate, but hooked my thumbs into the matching panties and moved them down. When my pussy was just coming into view, I hesitated slightly. “Please,” mouthed Dan.
Eager to obey and please him. Mesmerised by him, totally in his thrall and ready to do everything he asked of me, I slid them down my soft trembling thighs. When they were below my knees, I let them fall away. I stepped out of them one leg at a time. My whole body was shaking in apprehension. At the same time, a sense of longing washed over me, combined with a desire to experience the unknown.
I was naked, standing in front of a total stranger who hadn’t even kissed me yet. I held myself as erect and proud as I could, as for the first time, Dan dropped his gaze from my face and looked slowly up and down my body, taking his time. Not leering at me, he was savouring and enjoying the view before him. His tongue pushed through his lips just a little as he wet them.
“Beautiful. Perfect.” I wasn’t sure if he was referring to my body or the way I had, totally and willingly obeyed his commands. I didn’t care, I was happy either way.
He moved towards me, and I readied myself to accept his kiss and fold myself into his embrace when he surprised me again. His hands reached out to my hips, then pushed me back and down, so my bum was resting on the dressing table. My arms went wide to steady myself, my hands grasping the edge of the table.
Dan bent his head closer to mine, and our first physical contact took place. He brushed the lightest of kisses against my lips, holding for a second, then breaking away.
I couldn’t believe what had happened. This man had seduced me into standing naked before him with just a few words and looks. Yes, I was willing, but I had never acted like this before.
Dan bent his head lower and sucked the nipple of my right boob into his mouth. His teeth pulling on, and stretching it, before letting it plop out of his mouth. He did the same with the left one. I moaned out loud with pleasure.
“Open your legs.” this time more an order, but still the subtle undertone of a request. Once again, I obeyed without thinking and spread my legs slightly wider than they were. Dan looked down, raised his eyes and smiled. I knew what he wanted, so spread my legs just a little wider. I knew I was already wet and could smell the musky scent of my sex wafting up around us.
Suddenly, and without warning, Dan dropped to his knees before me, and sucked my clit deep into his mouth. Teeth closing on the engorged nub, whilst at the same time, his tongue flicked mercilessly over the end. I shrieked as if I had been attacked, and in some ways, I had been. But I was a willing victim.
I could smell the musk of my scent as it drifted up from between my trembling legs. Dan’s head pushed between them, still sucking and licking on my clit, driving me wild with delight. My juices had started to run freely, as I felt an orgasm beginning to break over me. My body was shaking. My legs were trembling that much I could hardly stand, as a hot burst of pleasure coursed through me. Dan continued to lick me with a steady intensity, maintaining the same pace and pressure as I came all over his face. Coating him with my hot sticky release.
If I hadn’t been half sitting on the dressing table, I would have collapsed onto the floor. Dan hadn’t finished with me yet. On gaining his feet, he spun me around, so I was facing the mirror, stood behind me and slid his cock into my pussy.
Dan wasn’t that long or thick, and I have been taken from behind many times. In fact, it’s one of Mark and mine’s favourite positions, but surprisingly we’ve never done it standing up.
As soon as he was certain he was fully seated, and that I was ready, Dan began a steady thrusting in and out. The pace was constant, a nice, medium quick rhythm that soon had my tits bouncing. He varied the depth he was penetrating me but kept the tempo the same. Sometimes, he would pull so far out I thought he had withdrawn. Other times, it would be about halfway out, then barely out at all. A variation was to pull out so that he was barely in my entrance then slide in about half an inch. The constant changing of the depth of his penetration of me was keeping me on edge, building me towards another climax.
“Helen, look in the mirror. Keep looking in the mirror. Look at yourself. I want you to look at yourself as you cum.”
I did as I was instructed and saw myself in a frenzy of sexual lust and abandonment. My firm handful of tits were bouncing all over the place when Dan wasn’t pawing and squeezing them that is. Pinching and pulling on my nipples, hurting slightly, but stimulating more.
I couldn’t see his face. It was constantly nuzzling my neck, teeth nipping at my earlobes. Dan’s breathing was becoming increasingly erratic, and in shorter and shorter pants as it echoed in my ear.
He reached out, took hold of one of my hands and placed it over my pussy. A pussy I could see getting pounded from behind, as I perched on four-inch heeled Manolo Blahnik shoes, the only thing I was wearing now of course. Dan made me use two fingers to open my pussy, and then to use the middle finger to play with my clit. Fuck this was good. Way too good.
As I played with myself Dan, changed his fucking of me, to a constant pounding in and out. Going as deep and hard and fast as he could. We were both cumming, and it was a race to see who would be first. It was me.
For the second time in a short while, I felt my body spasm. My pussy clenched tight on Dan’s cock, then rippled up and down it as I squeezed on a cock harder than I had done before. I let out a silent scream as I came. Juices, flooding out of me again, running down my legs.
My orgasm triggered Dan’s own, and he shot what I thought were four hot jets of cum nice and deep into me, his cum mingling with my own. Surprisingly Dan didn’t soften or ease up, and he continued to fuck me slowly as I came down from my climax.
As I relaxed, Dan eventually slid out. He was still hard, and again, giving me no time to relax or object turned me to face him and kissed me deeply, his tongue wrestling with mine. Then with the lightest of pressure on my shoulders pushed me to my knees.
His cock still stiff, pointing at me. Wet and sticky with both our ejaculate. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, sighed deeply, and engulfed him gently into my soft, warm, mouth. I moved my head up and down. Gently sucking on him as my lips encased his shaft. Giving him a nice gentle blowjob. His cock was throbbing in my mouth. I was aware of every twitch of it as I ran my tongue up and down the length. Taking him as deep as I could, his pubic bone bumping into my nose every time I sucked him in.
I could sense he was nearing a climax. I felt his balls tighten, and his scrotum pull tight. Then as silent as the night, he came in my mouth. I had to force myself not to pull off him and scream in disgust. I gagged time and time again, as I struggled to swallow his cum, as it shot out of his cock and into my mouth. Eventually, at last, he stopped cumming into my mouth and softened.
I let him drop from my mouth, coughing and spluttering. That was the first time I had ever finished a man off in my mouth, ever. I had given plenty of blowjobs, but always as foreplay. Never as an act of sex in and of itself. I had steadfastly refused to do it for Mark. Now a total stranger had just assumed that it would be okay. Ashamed as I felt for betraying Mark in such a way, it was better than I had expected.
I looked up at Dan, though both my fringe and eyelashes and told him that that was the first time I had tasted cum. Well, cum like that. He couldn’t believe it at first. He was so sorry, it almost made it worse for me. He helped me to my feet and guided me to the bed, cuddling me as we both fell on it. Kissing me on the eyes, nose and neck, in a caring lovers way.
After a while, we were ready and wanting each other again. I straddled Dan and slid his hard again cock into my pussy, loving the way I opened to allow him access, then clamped him tightly.
“Umm, soft,” murmured Dan as I began to ride him. Slowly at first, then faster and faster as I became more and more excited and into things. Dan pushed his hips high and held his cock hard for me to ride. It was stiff and just the right length and thickness to stimulate and excite me, but not that big that it was uncomfortable. We kept this up for a while, enjoying each other’s body. Learning each other’s bodies, how we reacted to different things. Dan, teaching me the benefits of a different sexual partner to my husband.
“Swap positions,” Dan told me as he slipped his cock. “I’ll not last long now, and I want you flat on your back for this last time.”
Still in his thrall, and wanting to please, I flipped onto my back and waited for what was going to happen next. Dan took hold of my legs and pulled me down the bed until my arse was only just on the bottom of it. He took hold of my ankles and pushed them high and back, so my knees were up near my ears. My pussy was exposed and open, like never before, elevated and available.
With a smile, and look of pure lust on his face, Dan slammed his rock hard cock deep into me once again. The angle was different as my hips were half pushed up. I moaned with pleasure as he continued to pump in and, increasing in speed all the time.
I responded instantly and instinctively to his thrusts. Pumping my hips up at him. Pussy clenching on him as tight as I could make it. God, I was reacting so wantonly. Yes, I like sex, especially with Mark. I was just here to enjoy myself. I had stopped trying to please Dan. This final fucking was for me, as I took over control from Dan.
I fucked up at Dan as hard as I could, driving myself towards my final climax of the night. Dan couldn’t keep up with me and was simply there to hold his cock hard for me to fuck. A deep burning fire built deep inside me, then exploded in waves of blinding light as I hit my orgasm. Pussy tight on Dan as it rippled up and down his throbbing shaft, causing him to stiffen, then with one big hard thrust cum in me.
A couple of thick spurts of cum, that splashed over my cunt walls and coated them for one last time.
Spent and sated, I flopped back onto the bed. Nothing left to give, wanting only to relax.
– Mark –
As we hit the lift, I could hardly keep my hands off Anne as we embraced and kissed deeply. Full-on French kissing, tongues in each other’s mouths, wrestling, fighting for dominance.
Anne was pressing her body hard against mine, as I groped her full tits. Squeezing them, I felt her nipples harden instantly. Anne responded and grabbed my cock through my trousers.
We got to the tenth floor, and as we fell into the room, Anne pulled her top up and off, followed by her bra. As I moved towards Anne, she stepped back, pushed her skirt and panties down and off. Confidently naked, legs planted firmly, right hip pushed forward provocatively.
She backed to the bed, finger beckoning me to join her as she fell onto it. Her legs were wide open and pulled back, opening her pussy for me. I had the sense there would be not much foreplay. Anne wanted hard and fast sex. And I suspected she wanted it often.
“Lick me,” she commanded.
Crawling onto the bed, I got between her legs and sank my mouth onto her pussy. Probing my tongue deep into her from the off. I wasn’t going for teasing and slow, I wanted to bring her to a climax with my mouth just as quickly as I could.
Anne responded instantly to my mouth on her pussy, by wrapping her hands in my hair, and keeping me in place as I licked up and down her sopping and hot cunt. Big, fleshy labia lips, pressing on the side of my mouth as I pushed my tongue ever deeper into her opening. Licking and licking, up the full length of her time and time again. Her juices, flowing more freely with every lick. I sucked on her clit, and she moaned. A long low keening sound that rose in volume and intensity as her climax rushed forward. Hitting her hard as she clamped her firm thighs around my neck. Trapping me as her hips forced her pussy harder against my mouth and chin. Juices, covering me in their slimy, sweet mucus as she climaxed, body shaking and shuddering.
“Wow, that was good. Helen’s a lucky girl if she gets that from you. Now fuck me as hard and fast as you can.” With that, Anne turned around, presenting her arse to me as she knelt on the bed. Making it obvious she wanted it doggy style. That’s what she got.
I climbed on the bed behind her. Got my cock, which was that hard and eager it was throbbing, located at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed past her opening, grabbing her hips, pulling her back onto me. One hard, deep, thrust slammed my dick into her pussy as deep it could get. My balls, slapping into her arse.
That was just the first thrust, I continued time and time again. Pounding hard into Anne, as she thrust back at me with equal intensity. There was no pretence that we were making love to each other, we were fucking, hard and fast. Anne dropped her head and shoulders lower so that her hips rose up slightly changing the angle I was fucking her. This seemed to tighten her grip on my cock as it pumped back and forth.
Anne had reached a hand up and was frantically rubbing her clit as she started to scream unintelligibly. It was a good job her face was partly pushed into the pillows, helping to stifle the noise coming from her, as she hammered back at me. Riding herself on my cock to another climax. I sensed her body tense, and as her pussy clenched hard on my cock I pushed my middle finger into her arse. All the way to the knuckle. Anne screamed in ecstasy and came. Orgasm after orgasm washing over her. Body tensing and relaxing as a thick female cum poured out of her, covering my cock and balls.
I recognised a demonic primal lust in her. Anne wanted rough, hard fast sex, not love. She wanted to fuck and be fucked.
I was determined to show her no mercy. So, not giving her time for respite continued to slam my cock hard into her even as she was coming down off her high. She responded like the sexy woman she is, by clenching and releasing her pussy time after time on my cock, rippling up and down it. At last, I felt my own orgasm build, balls tingling and pulling up as my scrotum tightened. I felt my cock grow, slightly, bigger, and harder, as my cum shot from my balls, along my canal and out of my dick in spurt after spurt of hot thick cum. Flooding Anne’s pussy. I had never cum as hard, or shot as much cum in one go as I just had. In consequence, I collapsed on top of Anne.
“Wow,” we both giggled, as we fell apart like two dogs uncoupling, in a mass of sweaty limbs and torsos. Both covered in sweat, and cum leaking from and covering both of us.
“Not bad for starters,” Anne whispered as she cuddled close to me. “Anything you want to do? That was all for me.”
“Sixty-nine. And do you finish off?” I asked her.
“Of course. Doesn’t everybody?”
I shook my head in reply.
“Well, I do, so enjoy.”
Anne flipped around and moved down my body, until her hot, soft, mouth sank onto my cock, making it harden at her first touch. Her fleshy pussy lips lowered over my face and pushed down hard onto my mouth. I just had enough time to stick my tongue out and lick her as she settled down on me.
We then continued in one of the best oral sessions I have had. Taking our time. Anne, sucking me deep into her throat, making little gagging noises every time I went deep into her. I ran my tongue up and down her slit. Licking long and slowly up and down the length of it. Tongue deep inside the velvety folds, then sucking on her clit which was hard, and bigger than Helen’s.
Anne was grinding her pussy into my face, making it hard for me to breath. My breath was getting in short supply anyway as her mouth was causing me to race to a climax. Anne sensed at once what was happening to me, going deep throat for one last time. Then, holding my cock in her mouth, swirled her tongue round and round the head as I came. One long, continuous spurt of hot cum hitting the back and sides of her mouth. I knew it was filling her mouth. Anne pulled off me as soon as the last drop had shot out of my cock. Looking at me, making sure I could see what she was doing, she swallowed every drop of cum that was in her mouth. The sheer sexiness of the act, and the fact that I had never seen that in person before had me coming again.
After recovering for a while, we had sex once more. Anne on top riding me cowgirl style, facing me as I played with her tits. This time it was slower and lasted longer until we both came within seconds of each other. After that, I drifted off to sleep.
– Helen –
I was lying on the bed, in the rosy afterglow of sex, when the interconnecting door to the bedroom next door opened. I hadn’t even known there was one. Anne, naked as the day she was born, walked in.
She saw me and smiled. Looking at me in a way another woman never had, one I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with. She was plainly appraising me as both a woman and someone who had just had sex with her husband. But there was something else in her gaze, a wanting and desire. Could she be interested in me as a partner as well? That was an angle I hadn’t thought of.
Dan had just come from the bathroom, fully dressed now. I was aware of a subtle glance and nod between them. Anne came over and kissed me, first on each cheek and then on the lips. The kiss on the lips, just longer and firmer than the ones on the cheek, subtly confirming my impression.
“How did it go? No, you don’t have to tell me. I know by the look on your face, you’re OK.” I nodded at her in affirmation.
“You and Mark need to talk, discuss how you feel. Things are so, so different between you now. You both need to decide if tonight is a one-off experience or if you want to continue in this scene. I think, from the look on your face, you want to, and I sure Mark does as well. But Helen, he will be vulnerable for a while. One thing I can tell you he is a great lover. You are very lucky to have him, and I’ve been lucky to share him for a time.”
I gasped in shock at her words, and as the implication of what had happened sunk in. Mark had had sex with another woman! I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. Stupid, I know, as I had just done the same with another man, but I wasn’t thinking like that. For a second, a fit of jealousy flooded my body. I relaxed as I discovered I was OK with it. I was confident in both my marriage, and love for Mark, and my own sexiness to know I had no cause for fear.
I realised I was confident in my own sexuality and sex appeal. Although Dan had manipulated and controlled me, I suddenly understood he had been desperate to have me and, in fact, I had held all the power.
Dan spoke now. “Helen, I’ve put a list of half a dozen people who we think would be good for you as a pair if you want to continue. I would try the top two first, then after that, it’s up to you. The first pair is a bit older, but very like Anne and me. In fact, they were our first couple when we started. The next pair are more your age, and a bit wilder, so they would be a step up. But all on this list are fine to go with. There are three names at the bottom. I suggest you avoid them at all costs until you are much more experienced. Even then, I wouldn’t recommend them. Just let us know if you want to go forward, and I’ll let these people have your details, but you need to make the first contact with them.”
“If… when, we make contact, where do things happen. Is it always in a hotel like this?” I asked.
“Normally at one of your homes, but for first-timers, we suggest meeting somewhere neutral. If you want any more info just phone us.”
Anne then said, “I’m looking forward to meeting you two again. Helen, do you fancy all being in the same room next time. Maybe we could get together as well if you like.”
That shocked me, I hadn’t thought about that. Hadn’t thought about being in the same room. As for going with another woman, I wasn’t sure, but Anne had confirmed my suspicions. I’d never considered sex with a woman, however now Anne had posed the question, the possibility intrigued me. I could feel my sexual boundaries expanding.
“Definitely. Do the boys get to watch,” I teased her.
“Oh, yes! That’s part of the fun, but they can join in later. I’d love to take them both on as you watch, then you can do the same. I know Mark has more than enough staying power to cope.
“Helen, you need to go and join Mark. He’s asleep at the moment, but he should wake up next to you. Stay all night, both rooms are paid for, our treat,” Dan said. As I moved towards the bedroom door, Anne stopped me by saying, “Take a shower first. Mark won’t want to smell another man on you, nor taste cum on your lips.”
With that, they left. I took a long hot shower, cleaned my teeth and slid into bed next to my sexy husband. He was going to get a very nice surprise present when he woke up, and I was going to enjoy my breakfast!!!
I’ve fallen head over heels for this story! And I’m super excited to post the next chapters, all written by my talented friend Nikki Janes
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