Last Night

It had been over a week since the two couples last shared the same space. The noises emanating from the bedroom down the hall let the pair in the living room know that their spouses were enjoying each other to their fullest. Neither was bothered by what they heard, as they were here for the same reason, to play with each other's bodies and explore new means of pleasure for one another. On the contrary, the vocalizations only pushed the two together. The aroused woman walked over to the man, entering his personal space, which in any other situation would be a social faux pas. She turned her head slightly to the side, still tracking him with her eyes. She waited to see if he was as interested as she. It took no time for her to get an answer as he reached out to feel her eager body in front of him. Caressing any exposed surface of skin he could get his hands on. He yearned for all of her to be exposed. Taking the final step toward her and placing one hand on her cheek, he pulled her face closer. Pressing his parted lips to hers, their bodies leaned into one another, finding the contact they so desperately wanted. She tasted the oaky flavor of the whiskey that lingered on his tongue and she let out a breathy sigh. In response, he chuckled, knowing she was feeling the same desire of exploring his body as he was of hers.

Their hands altered pressure as the intensity of their kissing became more urgent, more necessary, more demanding of the other. Their hands explored each other's bodies, she found the strong curve of his lower back and he found the intense heat rising in her neck. As the excitement level rose in them, they could feel the biological response in the quickening of their heart rates. Both knew there was no turning back now. They had started what they both together wanted so desperately to have happen since their last meeting and there was absolutely no reason not to continue.

Kissing him deeply, she reached around his back and got both of her hands under his shirt. Tracing the contour of the toned back again, but this time tugging his shirt over his head. Tossing his shirt to the floor, she did not feel the need to look where it landed. All of her focus was on him, she wanted him to thoroughly enjoy every minute they were together. Reaching down to undo his shorts, she could not help but feel the obvious sign that he was just as excited as she was. Unceremoniously, his shorts dropped to the floor. She put her hands inside the waistband of his underwear and pulled them out and down, careful not to tug on his obvious sign of interest. Catching at his knees, she bent over to force them down the rest of the way. As she did this, his cock brushed her cheek and she opened her mouth which started to water as she let out a deep sigh. He could feel her breath and this excited him. He then let out a guttural moan, and put his hands on her head, ever so gently, not trying to force anything before she was ready. She kissed his cock quickly and stood up as his hands slid down to her shoulders.

Standing there, him naked and her still clothed, they looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Knowing what they would soon be doing was very sexy and incredibly fun for the both of them. Once more, they embraced and kissed playfully. Never one to let a guest feel awkward, she quickly crossed her arms, grabbing the bottom of her tank top and pulling it up over her head, letting it land where it may. Her athletic shorts were next and quickly hit the floor as well. Down to just her bra and panties, she paused to let him look at her body and the matching set she had on. Ironically, her husband was the one to pick them out for this occasion. The man in front of her approved and complimented her on them. This little detail brought her the satisfaction of being able to turn on not only her own husband, but this man as well.

Having been with the same man for 31 years, it was a new world of endless possibilities and erotic encounters. Her marriage was stronger now than ever before and the couple relished in the thought of enjoying others separately and together. The bonding experience was something they could not have imagined when they first entered into this lifestyle that is so unacceptable by so many in society. They were not looking to hurt anyone else, simply to have sex with them, to share their bodies with others, to learn more about themselves and how they mastered pleasure. The excitement of the first touch was something she had craved for a long time before bringing the swinging option to her husband. With the men she'd experienced since engaging in this new lifestyle, this was the first one she'd felt could fully read her body and the reactions it produced. He made her feel comfortable, able to be herself, able to allow her husband the same freedoms down the hall with his luscious wife.

Putting his hands on her waist, he looked down at the green and silver panties with the little metal heart on the front, then grabbing her and huskily breathing into her ear, "You don't have to take them off for me to fuck you. I'll just push them to the side, like this." He reached down with one hand and pulled the panties to the side, so he could slip a finger in to feel just how wet she'd already gotten herself. Smirking, he looked her in the eye and said, "You are very wet." The handsome man looked at her with his coy smile and said, "I want you to suck my cock." This excited her as he was telling her exactly what he wanted and she was more than happy to oblige his request. Some time back, she diagnosed herself with an oral fixation. Simply put, she enjoyed the feeling of having a man's cock in her mouth, pleasing him and looking into his eyes when he came down her throat.

They both walked over to the recliner and she told him to sit down. Being a good listener, he sat down and leaned back, giving her the grin she'd become familiar with over the past few weeks. Never one to skip to the end, she wanted to tease him; to make him want her desperately. She was going to take her time with him.

She put her hands on both arms of the chair and leaned in, kissing him, denying him the pressure of her already heated flesh. When she felt she'd given sufficient attention to his mouth, she started kissing his neck and chest. He reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her breasts poured onto his stomach and she looked at a grin quickly spreading across his face. After tossing the bra, she kissed across his stomach, licked around his navel and paused for just a moment to give him the tiniest of nibbles, but one that would surely get his blood flowing more than it already was. Pushing further down his body, she kissed around his cock, but never touching it with her lips. She kissed his thighs and licked along the way, first down one leg and back up with the other. Feeling empowered, the woman put her hands back on the arms of the chair. She kissed him once more, this time with more force. With an urgent dart to her tongue and bearing down with her lips, she knew there would be bruising in the morning. She bit his tongue and held it between her teeth for just a little too long. She heard him moan and felt his lower body start to squirm. Always the pleaser, she felt a sudden need to give him what he wanted. She went back down to her knees and started rubbing her breasts up and down his legs. She leaned over and offered him what he desired, her greedy mouth.

She put her lips on the tip of his swollen cock and sucked ever so gently, feeling it pulse and twitch in her mouth. Then pushing her tongue to the tip of it, she began to softly swirl in a clockwise fashion. He groaned and started to raise his hips ever so slightly to meet her. Opening her mouth up to his eager cock, she slid him in until she felt it hit the very back of her throat. Hearing another gasp, she continued doing what she loved, bringing a man to ecstasy. While some women look at oral sex as a job, she viewed it as an art, and she considered herself an artist. After a full stretch of moaning and panting, he reached down and put his hands on her shoulders. He did not want her to stop. He wanted her to keep going so he could cum for her, but he wanted something else too. Remembering what it felt like to be fully between her legs, he wanted to be inside of her again, to feel the wetness on his cock, the tightness of her when she squeezed him, being pulled deeper inside of her. Feeling his touch on her shoulders, she stopped and looked up at him, trying to read his expression.

He said, "Mmm, that was fun. Let's go see what they're doing down the hall." The pair stood and started walking to the bedroom to see what their significant others were doing, but first, he grabbed her arm and said, "Hold on, if I'm gonna be fucking you, these are gonna get in the way." He knelt in front of her and promptly pulled her damp panties to the floor. Putting his face where he just removed the panties from, he breathed in deeply and let out a big sigh. Standing up, he said, "Come on, I'm going to fuck you," and slapped her ass as she walked into the room ahead of him, where their spouses were still vigorously intertwined.