TL;DR My girlfriend and I swapped, for the first time, with a married couple, after a wedding reception, and holy crap — it was the hottest thing *ever*.
Names mentioned here (Anna, Sarah, and Dan) are all fictitious, although the events are 100% true.
We ended up in our hotel room. I was fucking Sarah (Dan’s wife) doggy style, and Dan was fucking Anna (my girlfriend) doggy style on opposite sides of a queen-sized bed. If that wasn’t hot enough, hearing the ladies tell each other how hot this all was (no shit?!), and how it was so hot to watch one another get fucked by someone else, before they started touching and kissing each other — really brought the whole evening together.
Holy shit. This really happened in my life. It was 19 years ago, but who’s counting?
Friday nights were Anna’s and my “hot” nights. Yeah, we had sex with an exciting regularity, but Friday nights she would roll out the lingerie and heels and g-strings, we’d drink some wine, then we’d carry on until mid Saturday afternoon.
This one Friday, in 2001, work held me late, and Boston traffic held me even later. I didn’t get home until 9:30pm, and I was exhausted. Anna reheated me some dinner, and she did so while wearing nothing but a silky robe and heels. As we sat on the couch, me wolfing down my dinner and drinking some wine, she put on “late night” programming on Cinemax.
>See, there was this couple in this movie. They had wanted to “rekindle” their relationship, so they headed out to this resort in Palm Springs or something. She? Smoking hot, and dressed like a porn star. He? Talked like some dude from New Jersey — who acted like he was breaking the piggy bank on a trip to Cape May. As it turns out there was a room mixup. They thought it was their room, but they found another couple fucking in the shower.
I turned my head to Anna, taking a break from my eating and drinking, and her robe was wide open. She was pinching and pulling at her nipples. Silent moans escaped her lips.
>The lady loved the show that the couple was putting on. She dropped the top of her dress and had her fingers down her panties in a hurry. She leaned against a wall, out of sight, as she crooked her neck to watch their passionate shower fuck as she masturbated and pinched her own nipples. The husband, for his part, was mortified. He wanted them to leave the room immediately.
“I can’t believe what we’re watching,” Anna purred. “I bet that they’re going to swap partners.”
I was incredulous that Anna would even say this (we had never talked about extracurriculars), and I turned my head to look at her.
“Just watch,” Anna said, her robe now completely open and falling off her shoulders, her finger in her pussy.
>The couple got caught when the other couple got out of the shower and walked into the room. A debate ensued about whose room it was, and Jersey husband called the front desk, who apologized for the mixup — then situated the couple who needed to “rekindle” in a broom closet or something. Next thing you know the couples meet up in the pool, play a game of “truth or dare” where the women kiss, fondle, and go down on one another, then the scene ends.
Anna had undone my zipper and had me in her mouth as she watched. “This is perfect,” she opined. “Absolutely perfect.”
I had no idea that Anna was into women (or at very least woman on woman activity in soft-core porn). Anna liked porn, sure, and she would often show me pictures that she downloaded from USENET (this is before Pornhub or any of that).
I closed my eyes, so I’m not exactly sure what happened in the movie, because Anna was deploying her incredible head skills. From the tv, I heard:
>A door slams. The couple gets a phone call from the other couple who asks them to meet up in “their” room. Jersey guy asks the other guy, who I think was from Duluth, to do something (to his wife) to make him jealous. Fucking, fucking, fucking, etc., and the swap was complete. End episode.
I finished in Anna’s mouth, and she continued to fluff me so that I could get into her. “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen,” she said. “Would you ever want to do that?”
Truth is, I had. I had a *wildly* inappropriate girlfriend during my later years of college, and that relationship was *randy*. We both fucked around, she picked up a woman from a bar and brought her home while I sat in a chair, naked and blindfolded as I listened to them having sex, we swapped with a married couple that she knew, etc., but those are stories for another time. But all of those details I kept close to the vest, because my thinking was, “who does this shit, well, except for me, apparently?!”
Anna and I got massive mileage out of that show and were on each other for days (and nights, mid afternoon over lunch, and again, days). Then we signed up for this website called AFF, and it was anti climactic: lots of fakes, people who never responded to your messages, etc. We quit after one year and then let it go. Maybe swapping was just a myth after all?
We first met Sarah and Dan at a Friday night supper club that Anna joined with people that she knew. We hit it off with Sarah and Dan right away, and yeah, I wanted to fuck Sarah (even though she was married). Simply put, Sarah was a cutie with a delightful personality. She and Anna rocked the dresses and heels, but Sarah was extremely curvaceous (Anna was tall, slim, and fit) and had a huge rack — which the cleavage displays of her dresses did nothing to hide. Sarah also wore these Coke Bottle eyeglasses which, since I’m being honest, really turned me on. Plus she had this infectious laugh that would appear when I would seemingly be talking about something innocuous about why AOL was a hellhole, or how Tivo kept recording programs from Animal Planet — even though we never watched that channel at all.
I hammered Anna that first night, and she didn’t know what had gotten into me. I wrote it off as “letting off steam” after a stressful week at work. We double dated with Sarah and Dan a few times, but it was all vanilla, and that was fine. They were wonderful people, and I did like hanging out with them, well, in the platonic sense. Anna and Sarah kept up through email. This is before smartphones or texting, you know, when the wheel was still square and all. So, email? That was how we rolled.
We ended up meeting again at a wedding on the north shore of Boston. It was a sunny, but crisp, fall day, and Sarah was wearing a tight blue dress, a white shawl, and caged black sandals. I’m not really a foot guy (actually I’m strongly anti foot), but her newly-done pedicure popped as her toes wiggled inside of her shoes as she talked and laughed with us. I tried not to stare.
All of us got to the church early. Nobody else was there, so we stood outside and shot the shit. It was a really good time, and the ceremony finally materialized — and we were gone from there in about an hour afterwards.
Anna and I reconnected in our hotel room, and she wondered again what got into me. But this time, she got it. She knew that I wanted to fuck Sarah, and she was also honest about thinking that Dan was super cute and sweet (true). We re-reconnected in the shower, and then got dressed and ready for the reception — that was scheduled for 3 hours past the time of the wedding.
Of course we ended up at the same table with Sarah and Dan! Dan wasn’t that much of a drinker, but the other three of us had a nice buzz going by the time that the dancing started. At some point we switched partners so that I was dancing with Sarah. While Anna had switched to a LBD with matching heels, me being a lot taller that Sarah meant that I had a view at the ample cleavage that she was sporting in her dress. I tried not to look, but really… I couldn’t avoid it. Slow dances, fast dances, I was with Sarah.
Then Sarah and Anna disappeared to the “powder room” as Dan and I watched some sports on the hotel tv at the bar. It was fun and friendly as normal, but the ladies took a long time to get back to us.
When they finally arrived, Anna motioned to the bartender who then produced a bottle with four glasses. Anna and Sarah said that we were going to have a nightcap in our room.
The TV was flicked on, and the ladies scoffed at us watching ESPN (I get it). So somehow it ended up on QVC. They were selling jewelry and personal computers and vacuums on that night… and they were *passionate* about it! Dan and I had been laying side by side on the same queen-sized bed as the ladies bantered as they sat on the other bed. Then Anna basically laid on top of me and stuck her tongue in my mouth as Sarah did to Dan.
After some time (let’s say that it was 30 minutes since it wasn’t looking at the clock on the night stand), the ladies whispered to each other, and Sarah ended up on top of me, and Anna ended up on top of Dan. Dan looked at me with a surprised face, and I shrugged. Then again, he didn’t exactly protest when Anna was licking his lips with her tongue.
Once I got Sarah’s panties off, she had been wearing this tiny and sheer thong, and it was soaked. She didn’t wax like Anna, but she was neatly trimmed, and she tasted awesome. Dan for his part was kissing Anna and making circles around her clit. Again, this was *hot*.
Anna stripped down to nothing but her heels as Dan and I got naked. I helped Sarah out of her dress, and she wanted to go heels free (aw, shucks!). Anna told Dan very specifically that she wanted him to fuck her. She got on all fours on the bed, but put her hand over her pussy — as she motioned for me to get the pack of condoms from her purse (I didn’t know that she had bought any, and I never went in her purse ever, but we never used condoms she had an IUD). I tossed one to Dan and sheathed up as well.
It started where we each were on one side of the bed with our swapped partners, and we took them doggy. Then we did missionary, and then they were on top.
Finally, we returned to doggy, and Anna was watching Sarah intently, and vice versa. That’s when they started touching and kissing one another. I couldn’t hold it anymore and went “KABOOM!” into the condom. I had to “psst!” Dan a handful of times, as he had his eyes closed as he fucked Anna, about how hot this all was. He came shortly thereafter.
In all, holy fuck. Again, holy fuck. Holy fuckity fuck. We kept in touch with Sarah and Dan, and the following summer we rented a lake house in Maine where the ladies spent the time barely dressed, and we fucked raw for 5 days. But that’s a story for another time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ixw8ue/mfmf_wedding_reception_swap
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