Back when my man and I were swingers (not anymore, so, don’t ask me for meetings) we had a couple swap session with a gorgeous ebony couple. They were taller than me, so I felt a little bit intimidated. At first, she and I decided to dance for the guys, and some minutes later we started to take off our clothes. She took off my dress and I did the same with her t-shirt and her jeans. Of course, the guys didn’t waste anytime because, in a matter of seconds, they were completely naked. Well, it’s time to be sincere here, I’m not Katy Perry, “I kissed a girl and didn’t like it”, and that happened back in high school and then again in college. After that, I was completely sure that I wasn’t gay nor bi. Before this session, my man and I had already enjoyed the company of women, but in all those cases the other woman and I just danced, spanked each other in the ass, covered ourselves with oil, shared a blowjob, but never fucked each other. But in that moment, the woman sat me on the sofa and started to Kiss me while grabbing my tits, then went to lick my body, sucked my tits for a while and made me open my legs and began to lick my pussy with her big tongue (damn it was huge that thing). It’s time to be sincere again, yes, she made me cum a couple of times, it was awesome, but I wasn’t completely comfortable. While she was Licking my pussy, the guys were taking pictures of us and I got really horny when I saw their cocks fully erected. I wanted to start the fucking part of the evening, but the woman forced me to stay on the sofa, made me taste my pussy from her lips and started to finger fuck me while asking me if I was her bitch. I was extremely horny so I begged her to let me fuck her husband. She smiled and said “permission granted Little whore”. She asked her husband to come closer, put me down on my knees and made me suck his cock while holding my arms to my back. He fucked my throat real hard and it was amazing. The feeling of being dominated by those two was incredible. She released my arms, sat on the sofa, opened her legs and ordered me to lick her pussy and told her husband to fuck me from behind. Do I need to be sincere again? Yes, I licked her pussy, and it was good, but, you know. Anyway, it was great fun because her man was really pounding my pussy and made me cum big time, and I made her cum too (ok, I’m proud of that). After that, her husband told my man that it was the moment to destroyed our assholes. They put us in position, facing each other, and went for it, taking turns, pulling our hair and made us Kiss each other all the time. At the end, the woman told me to stay on my knees and wait for the cum. I thought that she was going to make the guys cum all over me (I was expecting that) but I was wrong. She made the guys to cum in her mouth, came over and, oh-oh, spilled the cum in my mouth (not comfy). So, it was an amazing evening, I’m not going to lie, but there was that uncomfortable feeling that needed to share with my man. It took me a couple of days to tell him that I didn’t want to fuck another woman. I wanted to have fun with women, just didn’t want to lick pussies anymore. My man felt bad and started to say “sorry – sorry – sorry” (I love the way he takes care of me), so I eased his mind telling him that there was nothing to feel sorry about, it was an experiment, it was cool, just didn’t want to do it that way again.