Molly and I — when we were a bit younger and still together — took bold and potentially not well-advised dips into swinging and non-monogamy many times. This is the story of our first time with Eva and Leo, an outgoing and attractive, mid 20s, Hispanic couple we met online that was also seeking x-rated fun with others.
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After a week of flirtatious texting and exchanging pictures, we invited Eva and Leo over to our place on a Saturday for drinks, movies, games, and potential adult shenanigans if all went well.
As the night evolved, Molly and Leo got cozy. It was clear their attraction was real. This was great news to me because Eva and I had clicked instantly days before we ever met in person. Our rapport via text was playful and effortless, and the dialogue often explicit.
After a movie, lots of fun banter, and ample quantities of vodka I stepped away from the group for a minute to use the restroom. When I returned, Eva was flying solo in the living room. Molly and Leo had made their exit to the master bedroom, leaving the door open for the curious among us. I peeked around the corner to see a nearly-naked Molly helping Leo to pull his shirt over his head. They kissed. Hands wandered. There was an urgency. I enjoyed seeing them both so into it.
I turned back toward the couch and Eva was now on her feet with a sinister little smile on her face. She was a bit over five feet with an avalanche of curly black hair, a tan complexion, full lips, and a great butt. I stepped toward Eva and without a word, we connected for a deep and overdue kiss. She pulled at my hips to bring me close while my hands slid across her cheeks and clasped together behind her neck.
Our tongues danced while we both let out silent sighs of relief, spurred by the realization that our intimate connection was as strong in person as we’d hoped. The sexual tension was real, and it was delightful!
Before I led Eva to the other bedroom, we shuffled quietly back to the doorway of the master bedroom where Leo knelt before the bed licking between the thighs of a now fully-naked Molly. He licked and hummed while she squirmed and moaned. It was hot to watch. The voyeur in me would have been content to pull up a chair.
*Molly’s most redeeming quality was that she played the part of normal woman turned in-the-moment-slut quite well.*
I also thought about the sex I’d probably have with Molly myself once they were gone, while she shared her impressions of her tryst with Leo.
Eva tugged at my hand, brought me back to the present, and nodded in the direction of the other bedroom.
Who was I to make her wait? Off we went.
Fortunately our small home was all on a single floor and the two bedrooms were divided by just twenty five feet of living room.
As soon as Eva and I entered the other bedroom — leaving the door open — a pseudo sense of privacy left us comfortable enough to commenced ravaging one another. We’d forgotten all about her husband tongue-fucking my (then) wife in real time under the same roof. It felt like a distant memory.
As we kissed, clothes were clumsily pulled off. Within a moment or two, and with no encouragement from me, Eva had dropped to her knees like a woman on a mission. My cock was now at full attention and she’d quickly brought me into her mouth. She’d promised a blowjob second to none and seemed driven to deliver. She’d spent the better part of the last week telling me that she sucks Leo’s dick “at least once a day”, undoubtedly to make me a bit jealous and to fuel my imagination.
Her technique was solid. A long lick with the width of her tongue. A smooth up and down movement by one hand and then the other. And then there were her efforts to take all of me in her mouth and the occasional eye contact that said not so subtly, “it’s ok if you don’t want to admit Molly doesn’t suck your cock with quite this much enthusiasm. I won’t tell.”
Eva was fantastic. In most cases I’d be happy to let her do her thing, but we’d just started and my orgasm was quickly making an appearance on the horizon. It was time to get control of the pace of the rest of the evening.
I brought her to her feet. While scooping her up with both hands under her butt, I kissed her and tossed her onto the bed in one surprisingly fluid motion. I gently coaxed her onto her back, kissing my way from her lips to her neck down to one nipple and then the other. And then to her belly button and beyond. I kneaded and caressed as I went. Eventually I assumed a kneeling position at the foot of the bed, gently persuaded Eva to spread her thighs, and began to worship the woman before me.
My right thumb massaged her clit while I took lazy, broad licks along her lips with my tongue. Her scent was inviting and there wasn’t a hair in sight. She was smooth, becoming quickly aroused, and not so subtly pulling my head down and into her.
I licked and kissed and slipped two fingers inside her, effortlessly. She was wet and then some. My gentle “come hither” motion that connected with her g-spot was met with pleas you don’t hear from most women, “ohhh God! Harder…. Fuck! Harder! As hard as you want! I kind of like it to hurt.”
I amplified the pressure my tongue was applying, particularly to her clit. Periodically I’d pull back just a fraction, let my warm breath wash over her, and then slam my fingers deeply into her until. Eva would gasp, arch her back, and call for more. I repeated all of this with methodical precision for quite some time until I knew she was ready to explode. One last time I buried my fingers inside her with great force. I massaged her with my tongue and fingers, outside and in respectively, with a ferocity of a man that couldn’t get enough.
She started to shake. Her voice was unintelligible and quivering. Her thighs tightened around my head. I relaxed and slowed my movements but didn’t stop. I simply rode out the rest of that wave with her until she settled back down to Earth.
Eventually I climbed onto the bed. Eva laid there in a motionless pile of post-climax satisfaction with me stretched out at her side. We kissed softly, our tongues doing a much more relaxed and loving dance this time. I stroked her body gently and played with her curls, my actions not giving away that my own heart was still racing and that every ounce of my body ached to fuck her.
After a few minutes Eva broke our kiss, gave me a sweet smile, and came to her feet. She coaxed me into a seated position at the end of the bed and then kneeled before me.
“This is a really nice cock. I would suck this cock whenever and wherever. I hope Molly appreciates it” she said while making long licks along my throbbing erection.
She stabilized herself with a hand on each of my knees. Her waterfall of black curls obscured any view of the action I might have had but they didn’t seem to inhibit her efforts a bit. Eva rubbed and licked and sucked deftly at a more measured pace than before, never breaking her rhythm and never bothering to make eye contact. She was in full worship mode. I was in heaven.
After maybe ten minutes of pleasure, I noticed the arrival of a familiar silhouette. It was a disheveled and mostly-dressed Molly standing in the doorway. She smiled but her appearance did, admittedly, set off some alarm bells. Molly wasn’t the voyeur that I was. Molly loved that our lifestyle gave her the opportunity to fuck other men but she drew little pleasure from my pleasure when it came from another woman. Compersion wasn’t really her cup of tea.
Eva certainly noticed the sound of Molly’s arrival but continued her work without missing a beat. Molly leaned against the doorframe and coyly watched Eva pleasure her husband for a moment before stepping toward the bed.
She leaned in close to my right ear to say, “you two keep enjoying yourselves. We are going to watch another movie. I think Leo is having a bit of stage fright. So have your fun but no fucking tonight. You’re mine to fuck later.” Molly nibbled my earlobe and then kissed my neck, looking to reinforce her claim to me.
*Little envious, Molly?*
Eva continued to expertly work my cock even after Molly stepped out. I found myself wondering silently how Eva felt with Molly looking on but didn’t bother to ask.
Only a minute or two later Eva stopped and stood in front of me in the dimly lit guest room. I nuzzled my head into her chest and looked up into those fantastic brown eyes as I pulled her close. I was still incredibly aroused but Molly’s interjection had taken some of the wind out of my sails.
I assumed Eva probably heard the request and I presumed she would want to respect it to keep things harmonious, but I figured Eva sucking my dick to completion and letting me cum in that willing mouth would make for a perfectly wonderful consolation prize.
I offered Eva affirmation of just how well I thought the night was going, “You are incredible. I am really enjoying you. I love how you taste. I love how you kiss. And I love how you suck my cock. I definitely will want to see you again.”
Eva smiled, kissed me, and then replied quietly without a hint of emotion, “I want you to fuck me.”
My eyes widened as I delivered my own reply, “I want to very badly but it is probably best if we don’t make anything weird for Leo or Molly.”
“I want you to stop talking and fuck me,” Eva fired back still in a hushed tone with tremendous emphasis on the articulation of each of the last two words.
The intensity of the moment was remarkable. This was no act. This was authentic Eva. The sexual tension between us was so thick it brought a thin haze to the room.
“You sure?” I asked realizing that if she was game for it, then I was as well. Eva nodded.
*Was Molly serious about her request for me not to fuck Eva? Absolutely. Why I willing to miss out on some amazing sex? Unlikely.*
In my head I immediately acknowledged that the hottest times I had with other women were the ones Molly didn’t know fully, or anything, about.
*Forbidden fruit is always the sweetest right?*
I also acknowledged Molly’s proclivity for fucking other men behind my own back and used it as justification for the unholy things I was about to do to the woman standing naked before me.
Eva pulled me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues danced again until she bit my bottom lip and purred briefly as a sign of approval.
I took a step toward the nightstand to grab a condom I’d left out. Eva took hold off my wrist, shook her head while now biting her own bottom lip, and said, “no condom necessary. Bend me over the bed.”
I could not help but notice my erection reintensifying and my heart rate rising as I returned to my position in front of Eva.
“We are going to have to be super quiet for them not to hear us,” I said, “you better keep it together once you start cumming all over—“
Eva interrupted. “Less talking. More fucking me.”
Her direction was delivered without a dose of humor.
She turned toward the bed, bending at the waist and gently resting her upper body on the mattress. She grabbed a pillow, hugged it tightly, and buried her head in it with a mess of curly black hair spilling everywhere.
I shuffled into position right behind her, Eva’s amazing backside was now in full view and at my mercy. Without a word, she widened her stance ever so slightly and I used one hand to confirm that she was still ready while I took hold of a hip with my other hand. I aligned myself. I parted her lips and then entered her slowly and deliberately. I took my time savoring the sensation of entering her for the first time, Eva’s body lubricating every inch of me as I went.
As I filled her, I put a hand on each shoulder, pulling her towards me, doing my best to impale Eva on my cock.
“Oh Fuck. Oh my. Jesus. You feel fucking incredible,” Eva offered only semi-intelligibly, the pillow muffling her commentary adequately.
I had not even pulled back to thrust again when she squirmed the first time, as if a tiny teaser orgasm had taken hold. I knew then I was going to rock Eva’s world. I knew I was going to fuck this feisty girl into submission — even for only a moment.
We quickly found our rhythm. Fast enough and hard enough to match our mood but just gentle enough not to make the bed creak or squeak. Despite the fun we were having, we had not forgotten that Molly and Leo were only a dozen steps and two open doorways away. Eva and I fucked facing the door to ensure no one caught us by surprise.
*In all honesty, no one appearing in that doorway would have stopped me from having my way with Eva and that uniquely smooth pussy.*
I mixed shorter, faster thrusts with the occasional long, slow, deep-as-you-can-go thrust. After each, Eva would gasp and tremble and grunt softly. Sometimes she’d raise an arm and slap down on the mattress. I could feel just how well our bodies fit together, but still I felt compelled to bury myself deeper with each opportunity.
Periodically she’d quietly offer up real time thoughts on our romp, “God I love the way you fuck me.”
I’d simply smile and re-focus on the work at hand. We had not been at it too long but had lost track of all time in a fog of our own fornication.
I kept my left hand on Eva’s hip and extended my right arm, putting my hand around her throat. Eva tilted her head, arched her back, and rose to a somewhat more vertical position. I let my fingers apply pressure to one side of her throat while my thumb and the heel of my hand did the same on the other side. She grunted a sigh of approval as I reduced her air intake.
We continued to fuck but the pace slowed as the strokes lengthened. This new position aligned things more perfectly and within minutes Eva began to tremble. She shook and cursed and mumbled and gasped as the waves of orgasm coursed through her body. She grabbed firmly at the wrist of my right hand — the one limiting her access to fresh oxygen — as if to say, “don’t you dare let up!” Her other hand alternated between efforts to stabilize herself on the bed and massage her own breasts.
At this point I’m sure we were making more noise than sense would dictate but we were lost in the moment. Eva climaxed violently on my cock while I continued to thrust with great intent.
The shudders grew more violent and her whole body bucked.
She soon settled, working hard to catch her breath. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I’m not done. I want to look you in the eyes while I cum inside you. Turn the fuck around.”
*Fuck. Yes. Time for mine.*
Eva sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped her legs around my waist, and her hands around my neck. We settled into a good position with her slightly reclined as I buried my throbbing erection inside her once more.
We kissed. Our tongues were now frantic and lively. She’d tug at my lip and me at hers. When we’d break a kiss, we’d stare unblinking into each others’ eyes. Eva was still incredibly wet. Her body showed no signs of tapping out. Maybe there was some truth to the stories she told about her and Leo fucking repeatedly throughout the day.
As I inched closer to my own climax, the devil inside me replayed Molly’s earlier comment, “have your fun but no fucking tonight.”
No. Fucking. Tonight.
*The moment Molly said no fucking, it became all we wanted to do!*
I locked onto Eva’s beautiful brown eyes and thrust violently into her one more time as my body got the release that had been building for so long. As I came intensely, Eva came again. Her body convulsed and clenched down on my cock.
I felt as though I let go of every drop inside me. I was completely spent in an instant. I was truly satiated.
We remained connected and intertwined for a few more minutes as we celebrated our success. She played with my hair as I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck. We both enjoyed the radiating, comforting heat from our bodies. We kissed softly, knowing our night had come to an end and we’d soon need to rejoin our partners.
Eva planted one last kiss on my lips and then made her way to the bathroom to clean up. I gathered our clothes, handing her a not so tidy pile of her things when she re-emerged. We exchanged knowing smiles.
I took a few minutes to clean myself up and then popped out into the common area, only to discovered Molly, Leo, and Eva all laughing in the kitchen and hunting for snacks. It appeared that Eva and I had done the deed without arousing suspicion and that Molly and Leo were still enjoying their evening.
After about an hour, Molly and I said our goodbyes to Leo and Eva. I was on cloud nine and knew I’d have to see Eva again.
*One way or another.*
As expected, Molly was not ready for sleep, feeling some sort of way, and ready to get hers. I dug deep to find mojo within for another round. I was, admittedly, aroused greatly by the story Molly told of Leo fucking her in the mouth, while we got undressed.
*High five, Leo!*
With little foreplay, I fucked Molly just the same way I’d fucked Eva not two hours before – bent over the side of the bed and with a healthy dose of violence.
Molly no doubt assumed I was taking out any frustrations I had about the night on her, pounding her from behind while I held tight to a handful of her long brown hair. In reality I was rewinding and replaying my night with Eva and relishing in the “bad” decision I made that turned out perfectly good.
We finished, both amply satisfied, and cleaned up. As I crawled into my bed, I noticed a single text from Eva:
“Thanks for an incredible night. That was amazing! When we got in the car I told Leo I wanted to give him road head and tell him a story. He lasted like five minutes and then pulled over in a Target parking lot. We just got done fucking in the car because he totally couldn’t wait. I told him you and I couldn’t resist earlier. He thought that it was so hot that we broke Molly’s rule and fucked so quietly. He wasn’t mad at all. Until the next time I have you inside me — sweet dreams!”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zcmk06/less_talking_more_fucking_me_the_night_eva_and_i
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