Hi, I am Roy, my wife Teri and I are swingers, but late starters. We are both closer to sixty than fifty and neither of us are models. We have always had a healthy interest in sex and share a pretty good sex life. We are both broad minded and had discussed how we might spice things up a bit. We decided to satisfy our curiosity and began to explore the world of swinging.
It is very exciting to meet a new couple for the first time for sex. Generally, we have been out to dinner first or at least for drinks. That brief introduction does not really prepare you though for the first time you are standing naked in front of someone new. It is quite a buzz.
On this occasion, we were meeting some friends at a motel on the other side of the city. Yeah, I know. Motels can seem a little seedy but hey, life is what you make it and you quickly forget your surroundings when you are in the throes of passion.
We had met this couple on two previous occasions and although this wasn’t our first meet, I was still very excited. The two previous occasions had been great—no, better than great. Amazing!
Her name is Anne, she is blonde, pretty, about my height, and is slightly younger than my wife and I. Anne has a lovely smile, is quiet and somewhat reserved, almost shy. We had had dinner with her and her friend with benefits, Tom, prior to the first time we played. At that dinner, she had been very quiet and I really wasn’t sure what to expect when we first played.
This was our third meet, and we were starting to know each other, starting to feel comfortable exploring our sexual boundaries. I was learning what she liked and what turned her on, what made her cum and she certainly knew how to make me cum.
We were so in tune with each other. It just happened and that’s what made it amazing. We didn’t have to talk or question each other to know what we liked. If you asked me what really turned me on my answer every time would be kissing. What made these meets with Anne so special? She is a really great kisser. This time was to be no different…
We arrive at the motel. Anne's friend Tom is running late, so Teri, Anne, and I sit around chatting, sharing a drink and a few nibblies, waiting for him to arrive. I keep looking at Anne, thinking how much I would like to walk over and kiss her. I am by nature a fairly shy person but swinging has certainly lit a flame that has changed my outlook. I am more inclined to follow my desire and seize the moment now.
Did I mention Anne is a really great kisser?
Feeling decidedly horny sitting there looking at her, I think, Why not? I walk over to where she is sitting and lean down and kiss her; her lips turn up to meet mine. My hand strokes her cheek. A lovely long kiss. Lips part and the tips of our tongues lightly touch. Her lips are so soft, her mouth so welcoming.
My wife Teri quite rightly says, “If you two want to start, you may as well. Tom will be here soon.”
My brain is trying to decide if that would be bad etiquette but my horny libido, that flame I mentioned, is saying, “Okay, let’s go.” After a few moments of indecision, my horny side wins out, and we walk to the other bedroom and I close the door.
We approach each other our arms encircling, pulling each other close and kiss, our lips touching, our tongues touching, not too deep at first, but both of us knowing and anticipating what is to come.
I move my right hand to the back of her head, my fingers entwine in her soft blonde hair, my left hand gently strokes her cheek as our kissing grows more urgent. I can feel my cock harden in my jeans as we press into each other. Our breathing quickens and small moans and sounds of pleasure escape our lips as our desire increases. We part, both of us wanting more.
Outer garments quickly removed, we stand there. Me in my simple black jocks, Anne wearing a pretty green lace teddy. So sexy, such a beautiful woman.
We draw each other in again, this time with more urgency. Our lips part and our tongues dive deep while our hands roam. I love the feel of the lace teddy against my skin, her breasts pushing into my chest. My thigh moves between her legs, my cock rubbing on her thigh and hip, grinding against her.
Ann reaches down, slides my jocks off my small ass and they fall to the floor. She takes a firm hold of my cock, and slides her hand along it, moving the skin back and forth, squeezing it. I can’t help but gasp and I moan into her mouth where my tongue is dueling with hers.
My right hand grasps her left breast and I roll the nipple, erect and hard between my fingers. Its her turn to moan now. My left hand squeezes her ass cheek as she continues to firmly stroke my cock. I can feel her pussy moist and warm against my thigh as my hand on her ass pulls her even closer into my embrace. Now and then my hand wanders between her cheeks and I brush my finger across her anus, teasing. I receive another moan of appreciation and my lust increases. I can feel my cock straining with desire and pre cum begins to seep from it, as I anticipate what is to come.
I slide the straps of her teddy off her shoulders and she shrugs out of it. The last impediment to accessing all of her treasures falls to the floor.
Flesh on flesh, lips on lips, we kiss with urgency, desire, need, there is nothing gentle or delicate about these kisses, they are driven by pure lust.
My left hand moves between us to her pussy. The lips are moist with her juices, her desire. My finger moves up and down and then slips easily into her hot wet cavity. Instantly coated in her juices, I enjoy the heat, the sexual joy of entering her, the grunt that escapes from her mouth, her hand pushing on the back of my head, forcing our lips even harder together and letting me know that she wants more. I slide my finger out coated in her juices and place it in my mouth, savoring her taste as it coats my tongue. She smiles and then kisses me fiercely as we share the taste of her arousal.