This is a true story.

My introduction to the world of swinging actually started with a change of circumstances- working away from home for long periods of time. So whereas engagement with swinging sites earlier had been largely academic due to lack of freedom to meet (married and wife unaware), suddenly I was away from home a number of nights a week and left to my own devices.

I embraced the sites with alacrity imagining that one ad would have women queuing at my door. Like all excited men joining those sites I soon discovered that men outnumber women probably ten to one, and with so few women about getting chatting with one, let alone meeting was quite a challenge. After a while, my attention shifted to couples as being the next best thing, but all those experienced couples were quite daunting- especially if you had never had a threesome before. Then I started chatting with a guy local to my permanent home.

There are so many guys out there who want their wives to play but they aren't particularly interested, and he was one. He and his wife had talked about it and they had had an ad at one point which she knew about, but she was never really keen and they took it down. He was on there as a single male by this point but was still keen to engage her if he could.

After chatting for a while, we agreed a direct approach wouldn't work, so we came up with a cunning ruse for me to try and get her chatting. The idea was that he would give me her phone number, and I would text her (from a secret pay as you go phone) as effectively a wrong number and hope to engage her in chat. So I texted her something like, "Thank you for a wonderful night last night, I had a terrific time and hope to see you again soon," and waited to see whether she took the bait.

Pretty quickly she came back with, "I think you have the wrong number," and a crying laughing emoji- so at least I had her intrigued.

I texted back, "Nice one, don't try and wind me up," and she obviously came back insisting she wasn't. I gave it the old, "I must have written it down wrong," and she was laughing saying perhaps she had deliberately given me the wrong number to brush me off. Anyway, the ice was broken and we started chatting. I was still in touch with hubby and was keeping him up to date and he confirmed she had told him all about it, and it wasn't long before we were flirting. She was open and told me she was married, and later also mentioned her hubby had been encouraging her to find other men, but that she hadn't been keen- which I took as a very encouraging sign that she had been so open.

Soon we had a three-way conversation going online, then met as a three for coffee and her husband was absolutely delighted- as was I because she was nice, attractive, and a very sexy woman- and after a couple of months of conversation and several more social meets with her we agreed to meet in a hotel. As you can imagine, my nerves were horrendous- having sex with a new partner for the first time can be a bit nervy anyway, let alone in front of her husband! But actually, it was more amazing than I could have imagined.

We met in the hotel bar, had a drink, and made small talk- all so nervous it was about everything but what we were there for. After half an hour or so of awkward conversation her hubby excused himself to, "go make the room ready," and once he left the conversation started to flow more and the sexual tension started to grow, even though the nerves were increasing as the moment came closer and closer. Finally, the moment came where one of us said, "shall we go up?" and we headed towards the elevator.

The doors closed and suddenly the dam broke- we started kissing passionately, our hands all over each other- we were ready. We reached the hotel room, she opened the door and we stumbled into the lobby area of the dimly lit room, lips still locked together. In the gloom, I could see her husband on a chair in the corner, and he smiled and gave a thumbs-up, but to be honest at that it was like she and I were the only two people in the world. By now our urgency had reached the point where we were quickly undressing each other- there was no more flirting and gentle seductive kisses, we wanted each other right then and there, and within a couple of minutes of entering the room we were naked on the bed, our hands all over each other. Seeking my trousers to grab a condom threatened to break the moment until I saw the ones her husband had placed on the bedside table, and moments later I was fully buried in her with her legs wrapped around me: my first couple and her first new man since marriage- while her husband watched.

We fucked and fucked- me on top, her on top, from behind. She blew me and I ate her- all while hubby watched (he did take a couple of photos) but didn't join in at all. It wasn't until we finished that he came over and put his cock in her mouth while I sucked her nipples and fingered her to orgasm, then I fucked her again while he retired once more to his seat. An amazing first time- the first of many with them, and with several more nice couples since. And while this hubby was basically a watcher, the more couples I met the more I got into proper mmf where the lovely, greedy wife was spoiled by two men at once...

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Ollie