Our first and only partner swap with friends [MF] [MF]

If you’ve never been stupid enough to do Jäger Grenades before, you pour a Red Bull into a glass, balance shot-glasses of Tequila and Jäger inside it. Then you ‘pull the pin’ – rip out the Jäger, scull it, and chase it with the Tequila which has fallen into the Red Bull.

Boom. My girlfriend and I had done about four of them with this couple we were hanging out with for the evening so we were more than a bit tipsy by the time we started playing this card game. It was basically the game ‘truth’, but with a system where you call bullshit if you think someone’s lying.

It was just a bit of fun and had us swapping most embarrassing moments and other personal stories, until I got the most interesting question card of the night, which was: *Have you ever done a partner swap?*

We were still getting to know them, so I had to check in with my girlfriend with a glance before I answered. She shrugged, like *go ahead and tell them*. So I did. I said that we fantasized about it in bed a lot, like more often than not, but, we’d never taken it any further than that.

*What about you?* I asked them.

*Nein – no…*, she replied with a little tone of frustration in her voice.

*We’re still discussing it,* he said, looking at her. *Our problem is who to ask? Strangers or friends?*

*That’s your problem,* she said. *I told you ages ago we should just ask these two.*

We all laughed at her typical European frankness – she wasn’t the type to hold back.

*I just don’t want to offend or scare anyone,* he added.

*You’re not scary,* she said. *You’re a teddy bear.*

This wasn’t really true. He was only a little shorter than me – around six foot – and he had the appearance of a strong grizzly bear with his rounded, muscular form and his dark hair and beard. Maybe he was a bit quiet, but that didn’t make him any less attractive – well not to my girlfriend anyway – because she’d happily fantasied about him in bed a couple of times when I’d proposed it.

*The thing is,* he said to us… *I’m not sure how I’d react, seeing her with someone else*.

She put her glass down on the table, stood up and smiled cheekily and said: *Well, we can only find out, can’t we?*

Walking around to the other side of the table, she took my free hand and tugged at it. All three of us were totally caught off guard, but I stood up, throwing my girl a glance meaning I’d just play along for a bit. The suddenly she was dragging me down the hallway into their bedroom.

She pulled me into the room and kicked the door shut behind her. For a moment, the two of us just stared at one another smiling awkwardly. Then she leant forward. I realised what she was doing so I leant forward too, and our lips met. It was only brief, messy, tongue-probing, but it had been a long time since I’d been that aroused by a kiss that quickly. Her mouth felt exquisitely petite and soft. It felt like she was pretty aroused by it too, from the way she rubbed her body against my leg, pressed her mouth into mine and her breasts and hips against me. Was it so sexy because we’d gone a little off-limits? Anyway, it was a struggle to bring myself back from the brink of going further. Fortunately, she put the brakes on and said we should get back now.

Before she turned to the door, she pushed her palm against the bulge in my jeans and closed her hand around it. Then she just turned and went back out.

I followed her back to the living room, but when we returned, the other two weren’t at the dining room table anymore. We found them in the lounge, sitting together on one of the sofas, kissing.

They stopped when we walked in.

*Don’t mind us,* she said to her man.

My girl looked at me. I put my palms up happily – as if to say *it’s fine with me*.

Me and our friend sat on the sofa opposite them, and I wrapped my arms around her while she lay back snuggled her head against my neck. We watched the other two kissing for a little while like co-conspirators who were witnessing a plan unfold. It was intensely arousing seeing them making out. Not that I didn’t feel a pang of jealousy or two, but it was a pleasant kind of jealousy and it was totally tempered by my desire for the gorgeous body next to me – the smell of her perfume so close to me, her breath against my neck, her hand moving up my chest, then reaching for my jaw, angling my face down to hers.

I began kissing her again – hard and deep – and she began to unbutton my shirt, working awkwardly from the bottom up. I reached around her shoulder and teasingly slipped my hand down the back of her dress to unhook her bra strap, watching as it fell slack against the inside of the fabric.

At that point my girlfriend broke their kiss and looked over at us – partly to marvel at how forward we were being, and partly, I guess, to let me know that she was turned on by it. We exchanged a glance anyway, and I guess we understood implicitly that we were both happy continuing.

A moment later, our friend wrapped his arm around my girlfriend and pulled her back towards him. She grabbed his jaw and began to kiss him again – playfully – half-watching me at the same time.

I was fondling my sexy-friend’s tits through the thin fabric of her dress – nudging her bra up, as she stripped off my shirt and landed kisses around my neck and down my chest.

Making eye contact with my girlfriend while it was happening must have really stirred her, because she began stripping him too as she kissed him – pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans. She even opened his fly and rubbed her fingertips around the bulge in his boxers.

I guess somewhere around then was the point of no return.

My hands slid down to the hem of my new partner’s dress. As I began lifting it up, she helped me haul it off, over her head, her bra nearly going with it but just clinging on. Then she lay back on the sofa, and pulled me on top of her. I leaned down and clasped her bra between my lips, pulling it right down, so her bare breasts appeared over the top. Her nipples were already hard, and her breasts were covered in little imprints from her bra. I wanted them in my mouth right away, but I held back a little, kissing my way up her neck and taking her earlobe in between my lips, tasting the metal of her earring.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that my girlfriend was watching and responding too. She swung her leg over, straddled our friend, and began stripping her clothes off. I watched as he put his hands on the outside of her bra to feel the weight of her breasts, and quickly found her nipples through the fabric. Then he wrenched her bra up and left it on top of her breasts, so her nipples were poking out beneath a canopy of lace. As he leaned forward to kiss them, she reached down and pulled him out of his boxers.

Seeing his hard cock in her hand, I was determined I wasn’t going to be outdone. I ripped my new sex-partner’s bra away and began lapping at her breasts like a big cat, running my flat tongue up over nipples while I was reaching down to feel the warmth of her pussy through her panties. I was so incredibly turned on by the foreignness of her body and my cock was aching so hard that I had to force her hand down to my waistband so encourage her to unbutton me, which she did – finally – releasing my cock from my pants, and gripping it by the base to begin gliding the soft skin of her palms up and down.

My girlfriend pushed away from our friend briefly and stood up to put her legs together and pull her panties down around her ankles. Then she straddled him again taking his cock in her hand again and angling her hips so his hand could make its way between her legs to explore her swollen pussy lips. I watched as she rubbed up and down on his rigid penis an he fumbled for her wet clit, found it, and began massaging it gently with his thumb.

My new sex-partner was watching them too. As she did, she reached down and held the fabric of her knickers aside so I could touch her pussy directly. My hand went straight to it. She was so soaking that my finger immediately slipped inside of her and disappeared. When I took it out of her sopping pussy again, I rubbed the wetness around her nipple. She moaned a little when I leant down and sucked it into my mouth.

Despite the fact that we were about to fuck other people, it was a remarkably intimate moment for us as a couple. It was as if they were extensions of our desire for one another – like they were an alternative way for us to pleasure each other. Like we had the best of both worlds – both the frisson and excitement of a new experience and new bodies, but also the heightened psychological weight of our relationship.

As my girlfriend kneeled over our friend, she angled her pussy toward his cock to encourage him towards it. He took his member in his hand and rubbed his swollen head up against her opening, smearing her wetness around. Then he lifted his hips and guided it up to her opening, so the tip began to push her pussy lips aside and penetrate just inside her vagina.

My eyes were kind of widening as I realized what was going on. I had to match what they were doing so I looked down to see the head of my own cock dancing over my new partner’s slippery entrance. I reached under her, yanked her panties, dragged them down her legs and dropped them on the floor. Then I returned to her, reached under her again, gripped her ass cheeks and started angling my penis into her, sliding my shaft slowly into her sensitive wet slit.

My girlfriend stopped holding up her weight and sunk down onto his cock, taking it right up inside her. He began slowly raising and lowering his hips, pulling and pushing into her, gently bouncing her with every thrust. As he did, she finally reached back and unhooked her bra, freeing her aching breasts completely so they could bounce with the motions of his thrusts.

She looked over and saw me lying on top of our friend, pushing in and out of her trembling body. I noticed her eyelids partially closing when some particularly enjoyable sensation came over her. Her breasts lay flat on her chest, and shifted around like drops of mercury, moving this way and that as my cock strained up and into her, splaying her labia, the head reaching deep inside her to nudge her inner reaches.

We fucked and fucked like that, until it was unbearable. My girlfriend kept riding on our friend’s cock until her pussy was burning from the hyper-sensitivity of the orgasm loading up inside her. Suddenly, she felt him gripping her ass to slow her down. He was too close to cumming, so she held herself off him and began fingering her clit. But it was too late. He was already beyond the point of no return. He groaned an apology, slipped his cock right back in and resumed reaming it up into her, juddering her up with every thrust.

He was hitting her so hard, he set her off too. She began dropping onto his cock at the same time to drive him deeper. In that moment, she was also jealously savouring sights and sounds of me shoving my shaft into my new partner’s pussy and watching my pubic bone grind against her exposed clit.

When I saw that they were cumming, I held nothing back. I drilled my new partner again and again, tunnelling my way deep into her hole, gouging my way right into her core. We were all fucking frantically, moaning, eyes wild and unfocused as the orgasmic sensations overtook us, feeding off each other’s ecstasy. Every nerve ending in our bodies began firing, and the four of us were cumming together, entangled in an incomprehensible physics, like a galaxy of exploding stars, grasping at each other’s naked bodies, moaning and bursting, breasts heaving, pussies clenching and spasming fluids, cocks going supernova and pulsating powerful bursts of semen deep into their voids.

It was a wild and unexpected and incredibly freeing feeling in that moment. Truth be told though, as we came down from the high, we realised it had been an event so powerful that it had blown a hole into the continuum of our relationship with them, and things would never be the same.

We’ve only seen them once since then. We met them for a drink on the next weekend to make sure everyone was cool with what had happened. It was good. We talked about how great the night was for us. How it helped us learn more about each other as a couple. We also talked about how we could try to force our friendship with them back to the way it was before that, but that it was probably better to move on and think of each other fondly.

Maybe when we’re older, I said, it’ll be different and we’ll reconnect, but for now, I’m just happy to have the memories. They agreed[…](https://ibb.co/fDpfnqn)

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