Adult Written Stories

My girlfriend and I both enjoy the swinging scene and are regular visitors to swinging websites. We have met many other swinging couples in this way and our sex life has been varied and exciting as a result. We met a most charming young couple only last week. The meeting was a great success and I am sure that we will become firm and close friends. We originally met for a few drinks in a bar close to their house. Most first meetings tend to be on neutral territory, just to make sure of compatibility and also to ensure mutual trust. Everything went well on the first meet and, after only a couple of drinks, we went back to their place, put on some soft music and poured ourselves another few drinks. His name was Mike and he was something in the city, but I didn’t really understand what exactly, and her name was Jill. She was a sweet petite blonde and when we got back to their house, I found her sitting quite comfortably on my lap in a large leather chair looking at Mike and my wife together on the matching leather sofa opposite. It is always exciting watching my girlfriend, Jane, with another woman’s husband, while his wife is sitting on my lap. My hand was caressing Jill’s leg and we both watched Jane and her husband chatting and all the time getting closer. Jill must have been aware of the handsome stiffness growing inside my trousers, but she kept on chatting to me whilst still watching Mike and Jane. I slipped my hand further up her leg and under her skirt. Across on the sofa, Jane was talking softly to Mike, while massaging the front of his trousers. Jane tends to be very forward, because that style of behaviour excites her. She likes to be more forward than the man in encounters, so when his hand started caressing her breast, it was inevitable that she would undo his trousers and fully exposing Mike, big and stiff to Jill and myself. Jill giggled, partly at what Jane and her husband were getting up to and partly because my hand was now on the crotch of her panties and my middle finger was feeling the moistness of her slit through the thin fabric. Mike and Jane weren’t wasting any time from that point and it can only be a minute or two later that I saw Jane taking him in her mouth. Jill squirmed on my lap seeing that, pressing herself harder against my hand, and then got up deciding that she wanted more privacy that Mike or Jane seemed to need and led me upstairs. That’s the swinging life!