LEFT ALONE
I felt Ben's hand slide down the front of my chest while he nuzzled my neck, planting soft kisses while his hand explored under my blouse. His hand went under the top of my blouse and found the material of my bra. It didn't stop or delay him much. I felt his hand move under the bra onto the top of my left breast. He was touching my soft skin with his fingers. I focused on the contrast of his black arm on my white skin. I was already aroused by earlier events. His hand felt good. He reached in farther and found my nipple. It was hard and I loved feeling him play his fingers across it. He turned my head and I kissed him. I could imagine where things are going, and I was fine with it. He unhooked my bra with his other hand and the hand on my breast roamed to my other nipple. He was unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my breasts to the other men in the room. They were waiting for a turn.
My husband Eddie had set me up. We had talked about swinging and sharing me several times and I was always reluctant to even think about it. He kept asking, and over time, I considered it. When he read dirty stories from Literotica about wives fucking other guys and swapping, it did turn-me-on. My resolve had weakened, but I still wouldn't agree. There was never a good situation where we were with a couple that we both liked and could swap with. He asked if he should just set something up and have me go along with it unless I had objections. I said "I guess so." I hadn't given it much more thought, until tonight.
Eddie's old pals from when he was in college were in town for a football game involving their school and we had them over for dinner. I had only met these guys briefly. The next day, we all went to the football game. During the trip, I enjoyed flirting with Henry's buddies. Their names were Ben, Chuck, Desmond and Rico. They were all pretty funny and I responded with some risqué comments of my own. At the start of the second half, Ben had us change seats so I was sitting between he and Chuck. Ben was a medium-build black guy with a nice smile and a good sense of humor. I liked him. Chuck was a white guy who was about the same size as my husband Ed. While sitting between these two guys, they got a little familiar. Putting their arms around my waist when we all stood for kickoffs and such. I could tell they were trying to get a peek down the front of my blouse whenever I leaned forward. I was being naughty when I would find and excuse to lean forward or lean on one of them from time-to-time. Chuck got to where when he put his arm around me, he would push his wrist up under my breasts. Ben patted me on the ass a few times. We drank quite a bit of beer during the game (except for Ed, who was driving).
We had driven to the game in a big SUV that Eddie had rented for the occasion. On the way to the game, I had sat in the front with Ed, while the others sat on the two row seats in the back. On the way back, they maneuvered me into the rear seat. I was between Rico, a Puerto Rican guy and Chuck. Ben was up front with my husband and Desmond was in the middle seat. It would've been less crowded if two guys sat in the middle with two of us in the back, but they piled their jackets and stuff on the seat beside Desmond so the three of us had to sit in the back. I'm no dummy. I knew they were looking to fool around. I had a nice buzz on and didn't care. They were passing a reefer around too, which added to my high.
Chuck made the first move on our two-hour drive, when he began to rub my leg. I was wearing jeans and my buttoned blouse, with a thin jacket. I felt good, so I let him continue. His hand was close to my knee; he wasn't going any farther, yet. When Rico started to rub my other leg, I found my legs spread slightly. I leaned back and closed my eyes, relaxing and enjoying their hands on my legs. Ed was up front driving and talking with Ben. It was dark and he had no idea what was happening in the third seat.
I should've put a stop to things when Chuck unbuttoned the top button on my blouse. He had one hand on my leg and the other was now rubbing my neck and my collar-bone. He pulled me close to him so I was leaning away from Rico, who took the opportunity to rub higher on my legs, getting near my crotch. He put his hand over my crotch for a moment before I pushed his hand away. Chuck was getting fresher with his hand, sliding down the front of my blouse. He had unbuttoned another button. I held his hand to stop him from going farther. He turned my head and kissed me. I enjoyed it and kissed him back. He put his hand on my breast over my clothes and fondled me. Rico pulled my leg up onto his lap and had full access to my legs. He made me feel good by rubbing both of my legs and putting his hand on my pussy. I was wearing a thick pair of jeans and underwear, but he was still stimulating my crotch.
A bit later, I sat back up and found myself in the embrace of Rico. I had never been with a Puerto Rican guy before, but he was no different than other guys. He wore a nice cologne and his mouth tasted good. He had an unusual way of putting his tongue inside my mouth and running it over my teeth. I was leaning into him, so Chuck could see my butt. He proceeded to put his hands between my legs and rubbed my calves. He could've taken advantage and worked on my crotch, but he didn't. He did take my shoes off and rub my feet. I was really enjoying Rico and would switch and kiss Chuck for a while. My dear husband Eddie was driving and bullshitting with his buddies and had no idea that his wife was getting molested in the back seat.
We stopped to use the restrooms when we were nearly home. I pulled Eddie aside and told him what had been going on. "While you were up there driving, your friends were kissing me and feeling-me-up in the back seat."
He just grunted and asked, "Did you let them?"
"Just a little bit."
"What's just a little bit?" He asked.
I told him, "I was kissing Rico and Chuck and they were feeling my tits and my legs."
He looked at me and I clarified, "Over my clothes."
He looked at my chest and saw that my blouse was mostly undone. My bra was visible. I buttoned up and went to the lady's room.
When I got back in the van, seating had changed again. Now, Desmond had gotten in first, with Rico on the other side and me in the middle. We didn't do anything for a while. I was reluctant to start up the necking again, but eventually, Rico pulled me against him and began to rub my chest on top of my blouse. Desmond, another black guy from Mississippi just looked at me, not touching anything. It made me self-conscious, so I sat up for the final ten minutes of the drive. Getting out of the van, Ben helped me by lifting me from the door to the ground.
We went inside and began to drink some more. Ben asked me to dance and we did a few fast numbers where we were doing some 'dirty dancing' moves. I bumped into his crotch with my butt and came behind him and pushed against his back with my chest and then my hips. We danced a slow one and Ben kissed me. He tasted like the spearmint gum he had been chewing.
Then Rico took a turn and I repeated some of the dancing moves. He came behind me and pushed his crotch into my butt while we were dancing and humped me. Then I danced with Chuck and finally Desmond. Desmond was the 'least-flirty' of the group. I tried to loosen him up by dancing sexily with him.
Eddie was watching me the whole time, saying nothing. I knew he was getting aroused watching me. I asked if he was okay and he said he was enjoying me having a good time.
"Your friends are getting familiar with me." I told him.
"I see." He said.
"Do you want then to stop?" I asked.
"Not unless you do." He replied.
