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Straight Married Couple… Turned Swingers… PartSo, In this piece I am going to go a bit out of order… but on nights that the wife isn’t up for play with me, I often times have her tell this story in my ear, and it is one of my favorites. It definitely touches some of the complexities that this lifestyle can bring. We probably were swinging for about a year when this happened…Part 1https://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-01-934377Part 2https://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-02-935337No need for review of part 1 and part 2, as this story isn’t directly related…Drea and I have always been extremely secure in our relationship, even prior to our swinging cherry being broken. Often times she would take vacations without me, and I would keep the fort down. Well this was another one of those times, but this time was a little bit different… this was her first trip whilst being in this incredible lifestyle. She was going to a resort with some girlfriends that had virtually no cell phone service. She promised she would call me each day to update me on what she was up to, and we would just pay the long distance charges. She packed her bag, her bikinis, some formal clothes for a fancy dinner, and clubwear. For three days she packed 2 bags. “You know Drea, what would be super hot?” I asked.“What would that be babe?” “I think you should hook up with a girl, I know you can get any guy you try for, but a girl would be super hot….” Drea had been struggling with her sexuality in that manner… she loved having sex with women, but had a difficult time calling herself bi-comfortable, bi-curious or even bisexual. She was straight. A straight woman who enjoyed eating pussy, having her pussy eaten by long haired beautiful women, and had a favorite of tribbing with another woman (super hot to watch too). She often referred to it as the best foreplay she ever had…“I don’t know babe, I have a hard time hitting on girls.”I thought… hmm, maybe a compromise. We were still young in the lifestyle, and we had some jealousies that would pop up. “How about this… try your best for a girl… if you only have opportunities with a guy, I want you to just do soft swap” Soft swap is a term for only exchanging oral. She agreed, and said she didn’t even knowShe left early on a Thursday, and called me that night when she got to the resort. They were checking in, and I likely wouldn’t hear from her for tomorrow.Her second there, she called sometime after her dinner time. The friends she was going out with were totally vanilla, life long-friends that she would never try anything with. “Hey, I think I’m going to sneak out and go to the dance club they have on the resort tonight, I have heard it is really popular!” Drea gushed.Excited that she might get her flirt on, “That’s awesome babe! I hope you have a blast, flirt with a bunch of girls! ““I will do my best, I got to go…”————————–I feel it is important to note that this the highlight of my day. I was stuck at home, my friends and family busy.. So I was stuck to doing chores and trying to keep myself entertained. So of course, these calls were brief as they were long distance, and she was busy… and they costed of money. —————————I didn’t hear from her until the next day. It was a long night… anticipation… did she dance with girls… did she kiss a girl… did she make a move to hook up with one. Maybe she would hook up with a couple, that would be really hot too. I did my chores, tried to watch a few DVDs from our very large collection… And just was bored. It was her dinner time… still no call. Still waiting…After dinner.. Still… still waiting…It was getting close to 8, when finally my cordless phone rang by the pillow I was lying on. Finally, it was Drea.“Hey babe, sorry, we had a function at dinner time and I have been really busy.” … yes.. But what about your night last night I thought to myself…“Yeah dinner was good… I’ve been having a blast… and..” She began to kind of fade… in then with what was almost a mere whisper: “Babe last night was awesome, sorry the girls are around I can’t really talk… last night.. I danced, got drinks, and got to play with a hot guy a little even… I’m going to see him again tonight babe! Sorry, I got to go love you bye!!!”It karşıyaka escort is so vivid in my mind… the pangs of sincere jealousy.. Really?! What the fuck? You played with a guy? Here I am sitting at home by myself waiting to hear from you, and hear about your attempt to fuck a girl, and you go to a guy… I know, I was being pitiful and feeling sorry for myself… and the person I am today would throat punch that guy if I had a chance… but that was my reality at the time…So at any rate… I didn’t’ really get to talk to her again until she came home, which made everything heighten… Finally, she was home, and we got to talking…“So, babe, tell me about this guy…”Drea immediately began beaming with a smile, “Oh it was so hot, I wore the dress that only has one shoulder strap, the one that is super short… and the bartender kept giving me free drinks. Well, this guy, he also buys me a drink, and asks if I want to dance with him..” Her eyes danced with the lust and the reminiscing of it… (This picture below is Drea in a similar dress… the actual dress was sleeveless, with only one strap… but this is a good representation of what she looked like)“So we danced, I ended up going back to his room….”My jealousy boiled… “Did you play?”Suddenly she realized my discomfort… “Well… kind of… he kind of rubbed his cock against my pussy, but don’t worry, I finished him with a blow job!”I clenched my jaw… “Did he go inside of you at all?”She looked away..” Yes..”“I said soft swap…”I don’t remember if it was a day, a week or a month… but I was angered that she did more than we agreed upon.. (Again, today’s me would have throat punched that me.. Because it was amazing..)————————————After a while, my sulking finally had subsided… my wife and I were kissing each other passionately… “Hey, Drea…” My eyes locked with hers in the way you do when you are about to say something real. She nodded her head for me to continue… “Would you… tell me about it?”Her face went quizzical. This mistake she made had drove me nuts for a time, and now I am asking about it. She began to look to the side to collect her thoughts… drew a breath and..“No no, not now… I’ve been fantasizing about it… I’m jealous as hell about it.. It’s almost like you broke a rule, like.. You cheated… but how can we cheat when I told you to have fun, and we are swingers… but, can you maybe turn the lights out, act out what you did and tell me about it in my ear?”There were a few times I told Drea stories in her ear about high school football teams gang banging her, to which she would orgasm profusely. You see, I am the storyteller (hence these stories)… she never really had a knack for it…“I can try…”We went up stairs, undressed… and I layed down on my back… she kept her panties on… mounted me and began grinding her clit, through her now soaking panties, against my now hardening cock… this was hot for her… it was hot for me…She gave me a deep passionate kiss… It was almost as if I could feel her slightly trembling… nervous to tell me about it.“What do you want to hear?”“Just start from the beginning… tell me about sneaking out of your friends room…”Her lips neared my ear, she was breathing heaving from grinding on top of me… I reached down to pull her panties aside and enter. “No…” She grabbed my hand… “Not yet… trust me…”Moaning she told me about how after everyone went to bed, she put her sexiest dress on in the bathroom only using a flashlight pointed at the ceiling. She wore this amazing red dress, went midway down her thighs, my favorite red thong, some pasties to cover her always amazingly erect nipples, and no make up yet. This dress was amazing, it had a slight shimmer to it, not glitter or sequins, but some shiny thread… It wasn’t entirely low cut, but only had one inch wide shoulder strap, and the other side cut down below her armpit… As she moves in this dress her further exposed breast often times would bulge out ever so slightly with a little side boob. It was of my favorites. She she creeped out of the room, a purse and shoes in hand. Tip toed far enough away to a bench where she then put her shoes on, and rushed towards the club. The first bathroom she saw she snuck in and did her makeup. Beautiful buca escort red lips and mascara… nothing else. Drea was blessed with a gorgeous complexion. Not a complexion that was always clear or unblemished… but she had a natural rosieness to her cheeks. Big beautiful blue eyes, and a smile for days. You never have to guess when she is orgasming, because her face glows a gorgeous shade of pink, and her nipples can cut glass… She told me how she first got to the club, and immediately locked eyes with a few guys looking for pickups. She flirted, danced some… had a bunch of drinks bought for her. The bartender was even asking for her number. She gave it to him, kissed him a bit and moved on. She danced with a few girls, and that was fun, but there was one person in particular that she enjoyed watching her. An above average, thin man with a decent muscle build… he bought her a drink, so she came and asked him if he would like to dance.She told me about how much chemistry they had… and she writhed on my lap kissing my ear as she explained to me how they pressed their hips together, teasing each other. I so wanted to press my throbbing cock inside her, and attempted to put it in her again…She swiveled her hips away, rubbed the tip of my cock with her clit through her panties and moaned, “Not yet baby… not yet…”So the guy at the club invited her to his room, and she said the entire walk to the room they would throw each other up on a wall to makeout and grope each other some. She’d reach in his pants, and he would slide his hands up her skirt. They got caught being hot and heavy in the elevator, which they just laughed off.Finally they made it to his room. He opened the door, and she was about to throw herself on him, flush with arousal and ready to fuck…..His roommate was there. They talked for a bit, and Drea began kissing his ears and neck. She didnt’ care if the roommate watched, she didn’t even care if he joined… But her new friend seemed nervous.. After a few minutes, the roommate got uncomfortable with Drea’s mood, and left, saying “Take the sock off the door when you are done…”As soon as he left, her new friend turned and accepted her embrace. They tasted each other, their hands went beneath each other’s clothes eager to feel each others naked bodies. (Drea while moaning this into my ear began digging her nails up and down my body, and dry fucking me even harder). Drea explained: “I went down on him babe. He had such a nice hard cock babe. It was beautiful. He sat on the ground and grabbed my hips. He turned me away because he wanted to watch my ass as he entered into me…But babe… I remembered what you said… I tried… so.. “ She paused, took her thong off and flipped around on me and layed with her back and ass against me “This is what it was like babe.. After I went down on him, He lifted me down to him like this… As I saw my wifes fantastic ass lowering to me, I lined up to penetrate. With a lean and a flick of her hips, my erection glanced off of her pussy, past her clit and in front of her. She Leaned back so our heads were nearly side to side..“He was taller than you babe… so when we were like this, I was able to make out with him more” She explained straining to give me a kiss. “ It was so hot… I was rubbing my clit feeling his beautiful cock slide between my legs… I used my thighs to fuck his hard cock… it felt so good. We made out, moaning into each other.. I… I couldn’t help myself babe, I grabbed his cock and pressed it against my clit… against my pussy, so I can feel it slide across my entry…” As she explained she began doing the same for me… My cock rubbed between her ass cheeks, and to her wet pussy… and she arched to try and rub her clit against my cock…“Um.. don’t be mad at me for saying this…” I still had some confidence issues about playing at this time. “He was a lot bigger than you, so When he slid between my pussy, I could feel the head of his cock go against my pussy, and slide against me clit, I was using his cock to press against my pussy, and circle my clit.. He was teasing the hell out of me…. He didn’t try to shove it in, we just rode each other like that… “Her breath was deepining… reliving the story with me was hot… so hot that the jealousy pang when she told me this guy was bigger than izmir escort bayan I was didn’t matter. I hadn’t penetrated my wife yet, however grinding me with her wet pussy and telling me this story made her climax… hard… my hands drifted up to her nipples.. Sure enough her nipples were incredibly hard.. I knew her face was flushing that gorgeous shade that it does when she orgasms… I hadn’t even entered her, and I thought I might be cumming soon.“After a while… our strokes got longer… his head was right at my entry… it felt so good baby.” She moaned, “At first it would just stop and linger… then slide back to graze my clit again… then we’d press into each other… he felt my wet against his tip.. It drove us both crazy… but he would again slide it against my clit. I wanted it in me so bad.”“Did you guys put a condom on?” I hated to ask if she followed one of our basic rules… “No baby, neither of us even thought of it.” She replied… making my cock even harder despite my jealousy. The naughtiness was absolutely euphoric, and erotic.“When he brought his tip to my entrance again, I arched my hips towards his cock and pressed his head towards me with my hands… I was cumming so hard, so badly wanting to feel him enter inside me. He was teasing my wet entry give just enough pressure to make me….”She came on me again reliving her story, our bodies now oiled with our own sweat from the heat of the moment.“We both did it baby… My hand pressed his cock against my opening, I arched my hips.. And he gifted me pushing his thick head in just a little bit… I came so big on it… he kept taking it back out and teasing my clit. I kept remembering what you asked, but baby it was so hot.”“Did he fuck you baby?” My jealousy and arousal was mutual… but I felt like I was going to burst as she told me her story, miming it with my cock that was too small to do it the way she remembered…“MMM I didn’t mean to baby…. But the next time he pressed in me a little, I grabbed his hips from behind me, and pulled hard… I inched his cock slowly, and deeply… I rode him baby, I came all over him… It didn’t last very long.. I felt his cock swelling, I knew he was going to cum. So I jumped to my knees, took it all in my mouth vigorously.. “ As she was telling me about taking his cum in his mouth, she flipped around to face me and ride me. Drea always has a talent for making me cum nearly on command while on top of me. She moaned, “He came in my mouth baby, he tasted sweet.” That was enough for me, I shot my load deep inside my slutty wife’s hot, wet pussy.After a few seconds for us to recover she laughed: “I think I even came feeling him cum in my mouth… I was pretty drunk… he might have been fingering me too” She laughed at her own description.Now I have always had a bit of a cum fetish… but Drea is not a cum slinger, much to my disappointment, which is one of the beauties of the lifestyles because Drea is able to gift me with playing with girls who *are* cum slingers. So I coyly asked: “So, did you spit or swallow” She slapped me jestingly: “You’d be proud of me… I let it pour out of my mouth, down on to my breasts and played with it..” She paused.. “Then I ran to the bathroom and wiped it off and showered as quickly as I could.Of the more interesting notes of this experience… that was one of two nights Drea went out on this vacation. I often ask her what she did the second night, and to this day, she can’t remember if this story was a compilation of the two nights, or if she just forgot the second night. Maybe she got roofied, which I laugh to myself… why? She puts out? Why roofie her lol. This experience was actually difficult for me to fully get over… even after this amazing story she would tell me, I would find myself dwelling on how she broke our rules… I would feel cheated… and I blame that in part for her shutting her mind down on the details of the second night, and in actuality, many details of the first night. She doesn’t even remember the guys name, although she had it programmed in her phone and they planned to meet up again as he only lived a few hours away. The point of including this is, These experiences aren’t something that just go all positive all the time. It takes tons of communication, tons of trust, and a willingness to let go. I am totally at a different spot than I was before… I honestly get super turned on when Drea “Breaks the rules”. But we will have more on that later. Hope you all enjoyed, In the process of figuring out a part 4. Feel free to shoot out a few topical ideas, and if we did it, I will write about it!