My first taste of her, and her of ours…

She lapped our combined cum from my pulsing hole as her husband pulled out of me. His voice went up a thousand octaves in surprise and my eyes widened in horny bewilderment at the sight of it.
I had been a very lucky unicorn for a young Australian couple for a month or so when this happened. The sex was perfect. They were clever and totally on my wavelength. The fucking began with our minds. Delicious!

I was 24 when we met and desperate to make it with a girl. I had known for many years that I craved to be with one but didn’t know where it would lead me…

After one disastrous attempt at a swingers’ club, where I attempted to drink away my nerves and ended up passing out (they kept me safe and were very understanding) I eventually managed to find a couple with whom a summer of filthy sex was all ours.

I’ll never forget that horny bolt of excitement we exchanged in the micro-look we gave each other as I walked in to the bar of the swingers’ club. She was exactly what I had been thinking about as I touched myself for so many years. Feminine, with beach babe curves and kind blue eyes. I could look at her forever. Her man was a surfer with skin the colour of toast and a quiet, sexual confidence like the cat who always got the cream and didn’t need to yell about it. I don’t remember the small talk, it was sexy and charged, but I was on my guard to avoid alcohol oblivion and it was a little exhausting given my nerves. A little while later my dream couple went off somewhere, I stayed at the bar for some time but drank slowly and just enjoyed chit-chatting to the bar maid for a while.

A while later a gentleman introduced himself as the owner and told me that a young couple were in the play room and has been asking him about me. When the owner described them to me I immediately felt like a terrified teenager about to get fingered for the first time. What the hell am I supposed to do? Given I had made this pilgrimage, to finally enact a lifelong fantasy, I was surprised at how hesitant I was to actually get stuck in at this moment. I had been a sex-positive party girl for as long as I can remember so this flustered, nervous person wasn’t familiar to me at all. Thankfully, the owner had a zen–like calmness about him and explained that I could get changed in to a robe and put my things in a locker, then he would show me where the couple were playing and I could just watch if I wanted to. There was no pressure to be naked or participate.

And there I was, following the owner in to a maze of darkened rooms with sumptuous purple drapery. Some rooms were large and clearly meant for group fun. Others were much smaller and encased on three sides by walls with peep holes for those who like to show off and those who like to watch. It was in one of these smaller rooms that I came across the sight of a soft, pale body lying back on massage chair, gently grinding her hips in to her partner’s face as he licked her, deeply.
I looked around and my sherpa had vanished. It was just me and them. I walked over and the Goddess broke in to a huge smile as she noticed me standing there. This was enough for me to let the black, silk robe drop to the floor. Her husband welcomed me to his spot and I remember the sensation of her sweet musk hitting my nostrils as I realised there was actually a real woman laying before me and I was about to taste her. My mouth and eyes explored this exotic fruit, listening to her moans, sensing her hips arch and fall with different strokes of my tongue. I felt safe to experiment with pressure and technique, we were in no rush. As I grew confident and began teasing her hole with a finger I heard a gravelly voice from behind me ask, “Can I fuck you?”. I nodded and continued to play and worship this stunning creature. She groaned deeply with delight as a condom was unwrapped, and then we all groaned simultaneously as her husband’s raging hard-on entered me while I licked and teased her. I’ll never forget the intense concentration it took to find her clit, stay with it and adjust to her moans and wriggles as her thighs closed around me in pleasure and her husband fucked me from behind. It was the most blissful hard work of my life!

We became play mates for a while. I later found out that they hadn’t mentioned me to the owner at all – he had noticed the energy when I arrived and played slutty cupid on our behalves…
We began to play regularly at their place and occasionally with other people back at the club. Besides our first dalliance, I’ll never forget that time that she drank his cum from my hole…

The manoeuvre was remarkable. We were tested, clean and happy to play exclusively bareback, just the three of us. There really is nothing as incredible as that jet of hot honey firing deep inside me as a guy falls breathless and weak in to my arms. On that particular evening her husband was fucking me on my back at the edge of the bed while his adoring woman licked his arse. At the moment of his ignition she dived under him in a rapid, reverse position and sat open mouthed, pulling her long blonde hair out of the way as he pulled his dripping cock out of me. Our combined juices flowed from inside me and straight in to her perfect, pink mouth. Hubby looked down, wondering what the hell was happening and suddenly, in shrill surprise, proclaimed “Holy fuck that’s hot!”. I just lay there with a god-knows-what expression of awe on my face. Proud wifey gave us both a grin of proud, evil perversion. An unforgettable moment, still so vivid in my mind some 12 years later. To this day I have no idea how she span around and got in there so quickly! There wasn’t much to say as we collapsed on to the bed in radiant contemplation. Then hubby got up and made us bacon sandwiches.

It was a good day…

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