My husband (we’ll call him D) and I weren’t exactly new to the idea of playing with others. We’d been to the local swinger’s club about a half-dozen times, and had done just about everything but swap or have sex with someone else. The last time we were there, he took me into a private room, but left the door open with the chain across so that anyone could watch. We had a small crowd crammed into the tiny doorway, watching him fuck me hard and fast from behind, and it was intense as hell.
As we drove home that night, we started talking about how much we enjoyed it. I was slightly drunk, and still wickedly horny, so I confessed to him that I had locked eyes with a man standing at the edge of the door. He was tall, and had big shoulders, but his stare was so intense that I couldn’t help but get drawn in. I told D that all I wanted in that moment was to have him come into the room, and feed his cock into my mouth while I was getting fucked. When we got home, D dragged me into the bedroom, and started licking my pussy on the sofa. He asked me to keep talking, and I lost my head, finally screaming out that I wanted to get fucked by a stranger’s cock. I came so hard from that confession and his tongue on my clit that I nearly passed out.