Mandmexpressed - Bull & Quean

Hey y’all!

Oh my God hi everybody! We missed y’all but it’s been rough, rough few months with a move, new jobs, etc.! But we are back and hoping to have a story released Sunday! Stay tuned!

The swinger’s club! - Part 1

Writer’s note: So I had all sorts of concerns when I started writing this but my husband said ‘just put a writer’s note and then do it your way!’ so here it goes. I did try to follow some of his formatting.

I’m sorry it’s SO LONG but I wanted to get as much in as I could. I separated it into two parts so I didn’t get too long winded LOL.

This is about the couple who my husband had bisexual sex with taking me to the swinger’s club for the first time. It happened about 2 months after I hooked up with the wife at the party, but was about a year or so? before I started dating my husband.

I SUCK at remembering conversations like hubby does LOL. I’m more of an activity details person but I’m going to give it my best shot. Hope you guys enjoy :)

I was nervous, excited, and horny which is a shit combination and an amazing one all at once. I had spoken to my friend on-and-off in the days leading up to the night but that was pretty stupid because she had never been herself, but she was supportive I guess?

I remember texting her the afternoon leading up to it and it went something like this:

Me - ‘Hey, I’m really fucking nervous and scared but I’m also like, really horny and can’t stop being wet? I’m so confused.’ Her - ‘They gave you too much time to think about this LOL’ Her - ‘How many times have you masturbated today?’ Me - ‘Like three! I’m thinking about doing it again! But it won’t stop, I just need more.’ Her - ‘You need to stop overthinking all of this, you’re going to keep yourself from having fun!’ Me - ‘But what if someone finds out?’ Her - ‘And? You’re a gorgeous woman who wanted to have some safe fun. Who cares?’ Her - ‘And don’t these places have strict rules about that, anyway?’ Me - ‘I guess, I don’t know why I ask you about it you’ve never been.’ Her - ‘Quit being COMBATIVE. Stop. You’re letting yourself get too worked up and this hasn’t even started.’ Me - ‘You’re right. They did tell me I can just go and watch, I don’t have to participate.’ Her - ‘But we both know you will! Now make yourself cum again and CHILL OUT.’ Me - ‘OK.’

She was right and I knew she was right all of the doubts were in my head but my body wanted dick and I knew I would probably have plenty of opportunity for that, which meant my head was going to do everything it could to sabotage it LOL. I pulled out my favorite vibrator and started watching group sex again. One of my favorite scenes - a thick woman with large breasts taking on three thick cocks while her friend filmed it.

My friend and I always talked about doing it but I could never pull the trigger. Either way when the guy inside her started to cum it was always a guaranteed orgasm for me and this time was no different, then I slipped off to sleep.

I woke up feeling refreshed and less anxious which was nice but that all sank away when I looked at the time and realized I had slept just 30 fucking minutes.

Thankfully there was a text from the wife.

Her - ‘How are you?’ Me - ‘NOT GOOD. LOL’ Me - ‘I’ve been nervous, scared, and wet all day. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO FUCKING DO LMAO’ Her - ‘Yeah that sounds about right. Why don’t you come over for a drink? Calm your nerves?’ Me - ‘What about your husband?’ Her - ‘Not here, I’ll explain when you get here. Just wear whatever but bring what you need to get ready.’ Me - ‘Can I shower there? It’s still so early.’ Her - ‘I had hoped you would (smirking face).’ Me - ‘Oh.’

She didn’t say anything back and her confidence turned me on but it was also frustrating. I just didn’t understand how someone could be so sexually free and slutty but also command such confidence and operate easily like a normal human being.

I guess I had a lot to learn but I sighed and started packing an overnight bag, after I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and went out the door. It was a weird feeling locking up the house, I felt like a different person but it’s hard to explain.

The ride came and went and I was so fucking nervous I couldn’t focus on anything but not getting in a car accident LOL. I pulled up to her house where I had been several times in the past months to visit or hook up with her, got out, and knocked on the door.

She opened it completely fucking naked.

Me - ‘Oh hey...’ Her (with a knowing smile) - ‘C’mon in.’

I walked inside and she closed the door.

Her - ‘Let’s get your stuff into our room, and we’ll have a drink.’ Me - ‘Your husband?’ Her - ‘Oh, he’s with his buddy playing a few rounds. Not to worry, they know to get ready as his place, I already texted him.’ Me - ‘They?’ Her - ‘Yes, you’ll be his ‘wife’ this evening so he can get in. Solo guys aren’t allowed unless they put down a significant amount of cash and are on an exclusive list.’ Me - ‘Oh, his... wife?’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t worry, it’s for show. He already has someone he’s meeting there. Some nonsense deal, I don’t know the details, but he needed a way in.’ Me - ‘Oh...’ Her (curious) - ‘Disappointed?’ Me (pouting) - ‘I hate to say it but I need dick. Like, REALLY fucking need it.’ Her - ‘Oh girl, there will be plenty tonight! I’ll do my best to get you off your high over the next little bit, but don’t worry - if you want to fuck it will be available.’

I relented and set my stuff down on her bed. She had left but came back with a glass full of ice and some kind of drink.

Her - ‘Here.’

It was a rum and diet coke, my favorite. She started to take off my shoes and jeans.

Me - ‘What?’ Her - ‘C’mon, we have about 2 hours before we have to get ready and you need to take that edge off.’ Me - ‘Well this will definitely do that.’ Her (with confidence and a laugh) - ‘And we all know how you get, so let’s drop the act.’

I almost hated how well she had gotten to know me in just a few months time but it was SO FUCKING TRUE. One drink and if you were near me and wanted to get laid it was going to happen. I like to say that I suffer from ‘alcohorism.’

Two drinks and anything goes.

Three and I was going to talk a bunch of sexy shit and then pass out LOL.

I took another big drink and I will let y’all know that the conversation up to this point is pretty close to what happened as I remember it, but I don’t remember much talking over the next two hours (although we did) I just remember that first she put my drink down and pushed me on the bed and fingered me and licked my clit until I came, then she put a plug in my ass and fucked me with a strap on. So just know that the conversation/interaction below is PROBABLY how it went but may not be exact because I was very horny but also somewhat drunk.

She was good because she had learned me so well and knew exactly how and where to finger me and her tongue was fucking magical. The steady manipulations inside me was just too much.

Me - ‘You’re going to make me cum.’ Her - ‘Yes baby girl, do it. You need to relax.’

She put her lips around my clit and sucked and that was it, explosion time. I screamed out and started pushing juices all over her face.

Her (talking to me like I’m a baby) - ‘Yes, did that feel good?’ Me (distant) - ‘Fuck yes, I need more.’ Her - ‘Turn over, let’s see what we can do here.’

I shifted onto all fours without question and stuck my ass in the air. I heard a drawer open and then felt a few things fall to the bed beside me. I looked over to see a strap on, she had already picked up everything else.

Me - ‘Please, please fuck me.’ Her - ‘Soon, pet. First we need to get you filled up, push you over the edge so the next time you cum you’ll be good.’ Me - ‘What do you...’

I remember being cut off here because I felt the lube touch my ass. Again, I HATE how much this woman knew me in such a short amount of time but when I’m sober the ass is off limits. Drinking? I want it in the ass first.

She started to finger my ass and I moaned.

Her - ‘You’re such a good little slut, now get ready because here comes your plug.’

I remember feeling it enter and it felt AMAZING. It was the perfect size and spread my asshole just right so of course, I moaned.

Her - ‘Such a good girl, that ass swallowed it perfectly. Now, let’s get this on.’ Me - ‘Please, please fuck me with it.’ Her - ‘Oh, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you hard.’

She wasn’t lying. She put it on quickly, grabbed my hips, lubed it up, and shoved it in. This woman was so FUCKING good she knew what a good size dick was for me after we had played with a few of her dildos, and she was hitting EVERY spot. I started to scream after a huge orgasm almost split me in fucking two.

I passed out, hard.

She woke me up gently, I found out I had been asleep a little over an hour.

Her - ‘Hey, how are you feeling?’ Me - ‘I need some water, and more dick.’ Her (smiling) - ‘So insatiable. Well don’t worry honey, it’s time to get ready and we’re going to go meet our cocks and then head to the club.’ Me (smiling) - ‘Finally.’

I put up my hair up because I just had it done and hopped in the shower. My pussy was still soaked but the nervousness started to creep back in.

Me (yelling out of the shower) - ‘Hey, I drank my water. Can I get another rum and diet?’ Her (from the bedroom) - ‘Sure honey, one sec.’

I hopped out of the shower and she brought me the drink. I took a look at her and she was fucking stunning: she was wearing a black dress with a huge plunge, almost to her belly button, but also a slit up the side. My dress was similar because, surprise, she had picked it out LOL.

Me (gawking) - ‘Doesn’t leave much to the imagination.’ Her (smirking) - ‘Isn’t that the point?’ Me (surprised) - ‘Wait, are you wearing a bra or underwear?’ Her (confident) - ‘No. Again - what’s the point?’

While she had a point I started to drink faster because this was way outside my fucking comfort zone up until this point. I went through my full routine, lotion, perfume, everything, because I wanted it to be perfect then put on my makeup and my dress. My hands shook while I went about my business even after the drinking.

Then she walked in with two plugs.

Me - ‘What are those for?’ Her - ‘One for me, one for you.’ Me - ‘But aren’t we riding down first? Can you wear those in?’ Her - ‘It’s to keep you in the mood, me too. And yes, we can.’ Her - ‘Besides, we over did it with the second round, I should have stopped but you know how I get with you.’ Me (blushing) - ‘Yeah, I do.’

I bent over the bed and lifted my dress and let me tell you, not wearing underwear is kind of nice. I felt really fucking sexy and very free - probably some of the alcohol talking LOL - then I again felt the lube and the plug enter me.

Her - ‘Beautiful. Now do me.’

I came to realize that the whole time I’d been at her house we hadn’t once focused on her and I wasn’t sure why, that definitely wasn’t our normal play routine but maybe she had a reason I thought.

She was so sexy, so thick but also fit and her ass was so cute. I lubed a finger and put it in and listening to her moan started pushing me into subspace but also made me feel powerful. I took it out, lubed the plug, and put it in and holy fuck it was so sexy watching her ass just swallow it.

I went to go eat her and she stopped me.

Her - ‘Oh no no, not yet. I’m still trying to get back into a good place after I let those two fuck me this morning before golf.’ Me (now very turned on) - ‘Oh my God that’s hot, how was it?’ Her - ‘Amazing, but they went a little too hard considering what we’re doing tonight but I’ll be OK.’ Me - ‘I still haven’t seen this guy.’ Her - ‘I was going to show you a picture, but now I want it to be a surprise.’

We laughed, finished getting ready, and headed outside to meet the guys as they sat in the truck in the driveway. She hopped in the front and I jumped in the back.

The friend (nervous?) - ‘Hi, my name is Jim (fake name).’ Me (slightly drunk and really turned on) - ‘Hi Jim.’

I took his hand and he kissed it and the first thing I thought was ‘I’m terrible because this man’s cock is 100% getting sucked on the way down to the club.’

Her husband - ‘Hey (my name), good to see you!’ Me (voice getting deeper and more sex-based) - ‘Good to see you, too.’ Her husband - ‘You better get back there before we take off, I think Jim is going to need some comforting.’ Her - ‘Yes sir.’

She kissed him, got out of the truck, came around and got in the other side pushing Jim in between us. He was so hard and I was so turned on I couldn’t help myself so I put my hand on his leg and his cock twitched.

I felt so powerful and so turned on and I was SO WET. I kept grinding my hips on the seat as I felt the plug move around in my ass, and this poor guy was breathing so heavily but who could blame him? Here were two sexy fucking women who were clearly ready for sex and smelling like expensive whores.

His breathing was heavy and I moved my hand over his cock.

Me - ‘Mmmm, it’s nice.’ Her - ‘Why don’t you see it for yourself.’ Him - ‘Wait...’

I didn’t, I took his belt and undid it then undid his pants and his zipper. He had put on briefs too so I had to pull everything down but his cock popped out and was so hard and it was PRETTY.

I pulled out my tits and started sucking.

Him - ‘Oh fuck her mouth is so good.’ Her - ‘Oh trust me, I know.’ Her (pulling out a tit) - ‘Suck on this.’

I couldn’t believe the car was just driving because I could NEVER focus with what was going on in the back seat LOL. But he was so hard in my mouth, the feeling of the plug in my ass, his legs twitching against my tits it was just fucking amazing.

His legs locked and his cock went rigid so I knew what was coming. I started massaging his balls until he let loose a moan and I shoved it in my throat feeling every little bit of cum wash down and it was a LOT.

Her - ‘Mmmmm, you did good baby girl.’

I came up to look at my handywork. I was in full subspace now I wanted to please everything and everyone. He was breathing very heavy nearly passed out against her tits.

Me (disappointed) - ‘It appears my “husband” is spent for the night.’ Her husband - ‘Nah, he’s in good shape. Give him a bit to relax and he’ll refuel at the club and be back at it.’ Her - ‘Besides, with us around I’m sure he’ll find a round 2.’

We laughed, got back in our seats and put on our belts and waited. I was slowly touching myself and I was so wet but I didn’t want to cum, I just wanted to be ready for when we arrived.

TO BE CONTINUED!

LOLLLLLLL I would never ;)

title: raw hero (edited)

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Just wanted to share the text I just got from my husband! 🤤🥰

Miss y’all

Hey y’all! I know I promised some stories a few weeks back but things have dragged out. However! I am expecting him to get me something today so fingers crossed.

In the quean world I’ve found a new person post-move who just joined my friend group and y’all I. AM. EXCITED. She digs hubby and he is into her so we’re going to see where this leads and keep you all up to date. Only concern is her experience level is low but we can work through that.

Talk soon!

Interesting conversation

Hey y’all! I know it’s been a long, long time since we’ve been around but real life is just... well it’s a bitch LOL

But last night hubby and I had an interesting conversation and I wanted to share it and see who would want to discuss it and/or share their own experiences!

So we had a cold front come through here the past few days and last night (Sunday) we were cuddled up on the couch with football playing in the background and suddenly I hear him audibly smirk.

Me - ‘What’s up?’ Him - ‘See this chick?’

I did and woof she was cute. She was standing there in (tight) turtleneck and jeans outside of a church. She had piercing green eyes, pretty face, great tits, and thick, thick legs. I was excited because I thought I was going to get a story!

Then he scrolled and there was her husband and two sons.

Me - ‘Oh, why are you showing me this?’ Him - ‘Isn’t it interesting how people change for things?’ Me - ‘What does that mean?’ Him - ‘We used to be friends, before I met you, and if someone had told me she would be a suburban, church-going, monogamous, mom-of-two I would have laughed.’ Me (excited because I knew where this was going) - ‘Care to share?’

He proceeded to tell me that they had a friends-with-benefits type arrangement (they never found a romantic spark) but some of the things they did together and with a few friends had been kinky as fuck - and mostly her idea.

Creampies, anal, group sex, public sex and facials... I was turned on as fuck, especially since she had also nearly gotten to the point where she wanted friends to come over and watch since their experiences had ‘gotten out.’ (Never happened, she had to move for work BOOOOOO LOL)

Honestly I felt kind of lucky, too, because who knows if they’d still be together but she had always told him she’d ‘never been happier, sexually’ and was just so excited to do things with him.

We went through our social media and talked about a lot of previous hookups and partners, it was fun to see how many of their lives were so totally different from when we knew them and we had fun theorizing whether they were getting their needs met hahahaha.

Obviously we all know that certain things can change people - life experiences, work changes, marriage, kids.

There’s also the fact that some people just go through a ‘phase.’

Or some just meet the right sexual partner at the right time.

And in some cases youth just leaves people feeling invulnerable and more willing to try things (although, people who have kids early tend to turn it around later in life which is awesome too! LOL)

Anyway, wanted to throw it out there to see if anyone else has ever experienced this on that level (or at all!). Love y’all!

Branching out

The closer I got to the house, the more doubt crept into my mind.

Me (mumbling to myself) - ‘That was too easy, it went too well.’

I’m a very cynical person, by nature, so in the moment I really enjoyed everything because my wife insisted that I do just that. I’ve spent years at tons of personal training trying to do better about living ‘in the moment’ instead of ‘looking on to the next.’ However, I had done enough research on the lifestyle and the way things usually go to know that the events of the last three hours reeked of ‘bullshit.’

I pulled up, parked the car, and closed the gate. I saw my wife in the back door window, standing there in lingerie nightwear waiting for me.

Her (opening the door, our two dogs bounding out) - ‘Tell. Me. Fucking. Everything.’ Me - ‘I will. But first, you have to tell me the truth.’ Her - ‘What the fuck does that mean?’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name) I know I’m 10 years younger than you, but I’m not stupid and I’d like to believe that’s one of the big reasons you jumped into this relationship. Either you knew Sam, (other woman’s name), or both - which is it?’ Her (sighing) - ‘I mean, I know (other woman’s name) because we both are in the same profession and we hooked up. I don’t know Sam, at all, but yes I’ve been around the other woman.’ Me - ‘No, not good enough. Even if everyone at that table was in the lifestyle, there’s no way a woman would take just some guy - none of her other friends - into a backroom at a bar and play pre-mediated sex games with him. It was planned.’ Me (sternly) - ‘Spill it.’ Her (exasperated) - ‘OK... OK!’ Her - ‘I don’t know where to start.’ Me - ‘Did you know Sam?’ Her - ‘No, (other woman’s name) texted me to say that you were flirting with the bartender, who she knew in the lifestyle, and it was hot. But neither of us really know her, no.’ Me - ‘So that was real. Tell me about the setup.’ Her - ‘I knew you were nervous and still getting your feet underneath you, so I texted (other woman’s name) and asked her to meet you there and play backup if you fell short.’ Me - ‘Still too convenient, and clearly she wasn’t going to play backup. How did you know she would agree?’ Her - ‘Well, I knew she was in the lifestyle.’ Me - ‘How?’ Her - ‘I mean...’ Me - ‘You know I’m going to get the truth.’ Her - ‘Fine, FINE. She and I used to hook up very regularly. I knew she was in the lifestyle and she very much wanted me to get into it, but I just wasn’t interested in it at the time - I wasn’t comfortable with my sexuality as a whole, and she was enough.’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name), hooking up with someone regularly isn’t crazy or worth lying over. What’s the real deal here?’ Her (sighing) - ‘You know when I spoke about hooking up at the pool? Well, there was more to it.’ Her - ‘So a friend of (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle does real estate, and a family friend of hers had very quickly moved to Texas - just out of the blue. They had this gorgeous multi-million dollar house with a killer pool, and she invited everyone to a ‘lifestyle open house’ as her friend had it listed and agreed.’ Her - ‘It was an early evening thing, so she and I dressed to kill. You know my look - fancy lingerie, tight dress, tits out, hair done, expensive jewelry. Honestly, if she and I didn’t fuck that night I knew I was going to get laid somehow.’ Her - ‘So we get there, but I wasn’t told it was all lifestyle people, and honestly when we arrived they all looked just like normal people - but as the alcohol flowed I could tell something was different. People were REALLY touchy-feely, with some women even having their tits exposed and some guys with their cocks out.’ Her - ‘I confronted her, asked her if it was a lifestyle deal. She confessed, and apologized, but told me that we didn’t have to do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. Just keep having a few drinks.’ Me - ‘What did you choose to do?’ Her - ‘I chose to keep having drinks.’ Me - ‘Knowing something was going to happen.’ Her - ‘Exactly, which is why I was kind of embarrassed but honestly just talking about it with you isn’t so bad.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘I had more drinks and started to really take in the people at the party. There were a lot of sexy people there, and I started to get very turned on.’ Her -’(Other woman’s name) noticed, clearly, and started to get more into it with me, pointing out different men and women and asked if I liked them, what I liked about them, would I fuck them... those kinds of questions.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing there weren’t a whole lot of ‘no’s’ in that series of questions?’ Her - ‘No, there really wasn’t. It wasn’t the alcohol, either, since I know everyone likes to say and I’m a ‘alcowhore’ or whatever - but this was different.’ Me - ‘Different how?’ Her - ‘I looked around the room and I wasn’t looking at people like people, if that makes sense. It wasn’t a dehumanizing thing or anything, they weren’t ‘less than,’ but moreso people who just want to fuck and didn’t need all the extra, stupid stuff - it was liberating.’ Her - ‘Instead of looking at this one woman, who was absolutely fucking gorgeous, as someone I’d have to small talk with, and get to know, she just had this beautiful body and a pair of tits I just wanted to suck.’ Her - ‘There was another guy who was getting a blowjob from someone and he just had this absolutely perfect cock, I wanted to suck it with her.’

She paused.

Her - ‘Do you hate me?’ Me - ‘No, I don’t hate you. I also don’t judge you for the story you’re telling, or being who you are. Hell, it sounds like you had a real moment of clarity, for yourself and your inner desires. Honestly it’s hot as fuck and I’m enjoying it, I wish it’s something we could make happen one day.’ Me - ‘I am upset because you lied. I’m also upset because you set me up because you didn’t trust me.’ Me - ‘And while I understand the whole setup thing, to make it happen and help me get my feet, the lying part simply isn’t OK.’ Her - ‘I know and I’m sorry. It wasn’t that I wanted to lie it’s just... I’m a slut, really, and I wanted to make sure that we were settled into the life before I really opened up some of my past.’ Me - ‘Some?’ Her - ‘Well yeah, (my name), with friends like (friend’s name) and (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle, surely you expected more?’

I paused. The fact of the matter was, I did, but I had not really thought about it or embraced the idea. I didn’t think my wife was some non-sexual person, or really that ‘repressed,’ it was just deep down I knew that she was a sex fiend. The writing was on the wall, I just chose not to look because I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about fully embracing the feeling.

Me - ‘I did. After (friend’s name) told me the story about you both, I knew. But I guess I hadn’t thought about it much past that.’ Her - ‘The NOLA story?’ Me - ‘Yeah, like, I know (friend’s name) is a little bimbo-ish and doesn’t pick up on things, at the same time things like that don’t just happen. You subtly led her on, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, figured you’d get there. When we met those guys, I wanted her to fuck them. I’m not about to risk it with random dick in the French Quarter, but she would and I knew that and I wanted to watch her fuck because, well, she’s sexy - the fact that they did have nice cocks and were good lays was just icing on the cake.’ Me - ‘You led her on a lot, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, she was my muse, so-to-speak. She’d fuck anything.’ Her (after a few seconds pause) - ‘You’re getting turned on, aren’t you?’ Me - ‘You’re going to have to tell me all the stories, now, but in good time - let’s continue with the pool party.’

She removed her lingerie, I took off my clothes, and we sat on the couch together.

Her - ‘Ohhh, you’re hard again.’ Me - ‘Yup, and you are fucking soaked.’ Me (rubbing her clit with my right hand while I stroked with my left) - ‘The party.’ Her (giggling and breathing heavy) - ‘So I asked if you hated me, because I wanted to be sure you were ready for the next part.’ Her - ‘I approached the guy and pulled my tits out. No words, I just sank to my knees and took him in my mouth.’ Me (playfully) - ‘I thought you didn’t like random dick?’ Her (giggling) - ‘Well this wasn’t RANDOM, haha. They all knew him, and that night that was enough for me.’ Her - ‘It was just so powerful and LIBERATING. Feeling him get fully hard in my mouth, hearing his moans, listening to people talk about how sexy we looked, watching us - it was surreal.’ Her - ‘But I didn’t feel judged, I felt adored. Its so hard to explain, it was just different.’ Her - ‘So I’m sucking him, right? And I guess I caused some confidence, because another woman appeared next to me, but she was NAKED. Like, completely fucking naked.’ Her - ‘So I pulled him out and offered him to her, and she took it so willingly (my name). Oh it was so fucking sexy, watching her take the whole thing and moan. She was so gorgeous with that cock in her mouth.’ Me - ‘I bet, you love to be the center of attention, but you also like to watch. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They definitely got lost in each other, so I laid down under the woman and started eating her. It was so perfect - she tasted so sweet, she had one of those little bush triangles above her pussy but otherwise she was smooth.’ Her - ‘She just started moaning and moaning and riding my face. I could tell she was so into it, she just kept getting wetter and wetter - I was going to make her cum.’ Her - ‘Eventually she did, but I was so turned on and impressed because I could tell she kept his cock in her mouth the whole time, but she came so hard.’ Her - ‘So I heard him say ‘I want to fuck you’ and she said ‘Please’ and rotated around, keeping her pussy by my face but planting her face right in my pussy.’ Me - ‘How did it feel?’ Her - ‘It was so good, she immediately started sucking my clit which I love. It felt so good, and then I looked up and saw that beautiful cock slide right into her pussy. Between the sight of it, and the way I could feel her moaning on my clit...

She trailed off, and then an orgasm ripped through her. Watching her writhe and push so much juice out of her pussy told me one thing - she really did like to watch people fuck. A lot of her pushing for the quean life really made sense, but I guess I just had to see it.

Her (breathing very heavily) - ‘I’m OK, I’m OK, just need a second.’ Me (still stroking) - ‘Take all the time you need, it’s OK.’ Her (little more calm) - ‘Fuck I forgot how much I enjoyed that.’ Me - ‘I can see, so what happened next.’ Her - ‘So just like that, I came too, but she kept eating and it was just... a constant flow, so surreal like the rest of it. Watching that cock just fill her pussy up and hearing her moan just drove me insane.’ Her - ‘Finally he started to grunt and fill her with cum. I was shocked that he would do that, but it turned me on all the same. What was absolutely crazy was she just shoved herself completely on him, like she wanted that.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh, did she eventually get pregnant?’ Her - ‘God you’re fucking bad haha. No, I don’t think so, I guess they’re good about morning after and birth control, that kind of thing.’ Me - ‘Booooo, oh well. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They both collapsed against the wall behind us. I just looked at them for what seemed like forever, they just cuddled and she had cum flowing out of her, and they were the focus of the whole party - everyone was staring at them.’ Me - ‘Had other people also started fucking?’ Her - ‘There were a few people groping each other, but no one had the courage to fuck I don’t think, or maybe they were just there for a show.’ Me - ‘Show?’ Her - ‘Oh, I was set up, too. (Other woman’s name) knew I would get pulled into it. As I sat there, she came up, dropped her dress, and started eating me again.’ Me - ‘That’s so hot.’ Her - ‘Fuck yeah it was. She was so good, and she was only focused on me and had started fingering me and everything. I was just squirming and rubbing my tits until I came again.’ Her - ‘Then she led me over to the pool, and I walked in - the water was so warm and felt good on my body. She sat on the edge and pulled me in to her and I started to lick, furiously.’ Her - ‘She was so into it, and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, she started grinding her hips against my face.’ Me - ‘Was the group watching?’ Her - ‘It was perfect, they were locked in on us.’ Me - ‘Did (other woman’s name) cum?’ Her - ‘Yes, and then another man removed his clothes, walked up, and presented his cock for her to suck - and she didn’t hesitate.’ Her - ‘So I kissed her legs a bit, kept her in it but didn’t go back to eating just yet, but eventually she took my head and shoved it back.’ Me - ‘Did the guy fuck either one of you?’ Her - ‘No, eventually he came on her tits after she came again.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘That was it, the party kind of ended there and everyone hugged and kissed and went home.’

I had enough material, I thought, so I smiled at her and then lead her head to my cock. She understood and started sucking diligently.

Me (moaning) - ‘Oh baby that feels so good. I’m imagining myself getting a blowjob while watching you fuck those other two and (other woman’s name).’

She moaned and started sucking harder. The idea that this could eventually, actually happen turned me on even more, and as I imagined hopping into the pool with my wife and fucking her while she ate (other woman’s name) I hit stride and started to spray cum in my wife’s mouth.

Her (wiping up) - ‘Holy shit, that was a lot of cum.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that story was really fucking sexy. REALLY fucking sexy, loved thinking about it.’ Her - ‘So you really think you’d be into that stuff?’ Me - ‘Well fuck yeah, look at what just happened. I was imagining YOU having sex with others, too.’ Her - ‘That’s so exciting!’ Me - ‘But, two things. You have to promise me to be more open and don’t lie anymore.’ Her - ‘I know, it’ll take time but I’ll open up. I’m just... scared of how I feel sometimes.’ Me - ‘You know I know the feeling, but I understand. The other thing is - I’m still confused as to why you sent (other woman’s name) but never told me about what happened? It still doesn’t add up.’ Her - ‘It’s dumb. Partially because I was scared if you knew you’d ask a bunch of questions and you needed to hear it from me, not her, and partially because I didn’t want you to swing and miss, and get very down and negative about it. I wanted it to go well and I knew she’d deliver.’ Her - ‘But, again, I didn’t want it to get caught up in that story. I wanted you to tell it, and honestly I knew you’d bring it up, but I just wanted you to fuck her.’ Me (coy) - ‘And you always get what you want.’ Her - ‘Damn straight. Hahahaha.’

We sat there for awhile, cuddling. But eventually she broke back into it.

Her - ‘Do you really like that?’ Me - ‘You know I’m voyeuristic, and I like to have some attention. The idea of being at a party and watching, but ALSO being able to be the center of attention and turning people on? That’s fucking hot.’ Me - ‘I’m definitely into growing to that.’ Her - ‘I just can’t believe we found each other. I love you.’ Me - ‘I love you too, honey bunny. Let’s clean up and hit the sheets, I’m exhausted hahaha.’

Later, as we were laying down.

Me - ‘We still haven’t talked about (other woman’s name) and her husband.’ Her - ‘We’ll get there. Don’t worry - but real talk I’d like for you to warm up to it. The idea of you sucking and fucking a dude is just, oh God I can’t I’m going to want to fuck again.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. He’s a good looking man, too. I don’t expect you to go all in right off the bat, but you really should consider it. It will be hot as fuck, he’s experienced, and it will open a lot of doors.’ Her - ‘And, of course, it will make me happy.’

I waited for her to fall asleep, then pulled out my phone and opened PornHub. I decided to watch some bisexual MM and MMF scenes. I was a little shocked - while I wasn’t immediately rock hard, some of it turned me on.

After watching a few videos, I started to massage my balls. They were really, really sore but I just couldn’t help myself.

I didn’t realize what time it was, suddenly a text came through. It was from Sam.

Her (via text) - ‘Hey! Loved the security footage of you and that woman. You’re quite the stud, I’m impressed. How did it go with your wife?’ Me - ‘Holy shit, you watched all that? Thanks? Hahaha.’ Me - ‘She loved it, and opened up a little bit about her relationship with (other woman’s name)’ Her - ‘Yeah, I knew I had recognized her. I don’t know her, per se, but I knew she was someone that was ‘connected’ to the lifestyle, but not ‘in it.’ If that makes sense.’ Me - ‘Yes, it does. That’s basically how she explained it to me, her and (other woman’s name) dated for awhile and she got involved.’ Her - ‘So why are you still up?’ Me (sending her a link) - ‘I’m watching bisexual stuff. I didn’t realize but she wanted me to fuck other men and couples, and (other woman’s name)’s husband is bi, she brought it up before we parted ways.’ Her - ‘That’s. Fucking. Hot.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Yeah, good looking men fucking each other is hot. Are you into it?’ Me - ‘Honestly, yeah I think I am. I’m definitely warming up to it and my wife says it will open doors, whatever that means.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. You know how many wives would die to get fucked like you fucked that woman? And then have you fuck their husband? The community here is full of them.’ Me - ‘I had no idea, obviously. What do you know about that woman and her husband?’ Her - ‘Let’s just say you please them, you’ll have mostly your pick of who you want to fuck. They know everyone. But be careful, they know everyone. Like if you all want to be discreet, you need to be up front about that.’ Me - ‘Good to know. I think we need to do coffee, sooner rather than later. There are things I need to learn, and you and I need to get to know each other better.’ Her - ‘Sleep, I’m sure you’re exhausted. Text me when you wake up and we’ll set a time to meet, I’m off tomorrow.’ Me - ‘Perfect.’

Branching out - Finale!

Writer’s note - Hello all! Thanks for joining me through my first few stories about my wife and I’s early adventures in the lifestyle. I’ll be taking a break after this one so my wife can tell a few of her own. She’ll be posting her intro here either tonight or tomorrow! Enjoy!

The early-morning sun poured into the windows, waking me up. I was exhausted, but satisfied, but also alone in the bed. After stretching and shaking off the morning mental cobwebs, I heard giggling from outside - most likely the kitchen - so I grabbed my phone, pulled on some shorts, hit the restroom, and walked out.

My wife was in one of her favorite nighties - black, sheer, see-through. Her friend was in a pair of shorts and nothing else.

Me (somewhat groggy but also turned on) - ‘Good morning, ladies.’ Them (almost in unison) - ‘Good morning!’ Me - ‘No coffee?’ My wife (playfully, walking over and grabbing my cock) - ‘Who’s job is that?’ Me (smirking) - ‘Yes ma’am.’

I grabbed the coffee pot to rinse it out and fill up with water.

Me (filling up pot) - ‘And what would you ladies like for breakfast?’ My wife - ‘Ohhh it’s Saturday, let’s be naughty. How about some pancakes?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Yeah! Can you do them with blueberries?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. I’d also like to hear more about naughty.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Oh no, not this morning cowboy. I think we’ve both had enough for awhile.’

My wife and I shared a smirk and a look, then I went back to finishing the coffee brew and making pancakes.

My wife and her friend’s conversation was mostly white noise at first, but as my head started to clear from the smell of pancakes and coffee I started to pick up a few choice statements like ‘Oh yeah, it’s exclusive’ and ‘they accept single women all the time, plus we know how to get in’ and ‘all the cock you could want.’

The last one dragged me into the conversation.

Me - ‘Are y’all talking about (name of swinger club nearby)?’ My wife - ‘Yes! (Wife’s friend’s name) has never been!’ My wife’s friend - ‘I know, shocker.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Actually, that is shocking.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I just didn’t know any such place existed, and it’s invite-only so I’m also a little pressed I’ve never been invited.’ My wife - ‘Well, now you know how to get in so when we go you have to come!’ My wife’s friend - ‘Well fuck yeah I have to come, if y’all didn’t invite me I’d be really mad!’ My wife - ‘Awesome, now I might finally be able to convince Mr. Stubborn over here to go.’ Me - ‘Who’s Mr. Stubborn?’ My wife - ‘Well, Mr. Nervous anyway.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Nervous?! You?! Why?!’ My wife - ‘Well, he’s always focused on his partner or partners and pleasing. He’s worried he might get overwhelmed at a swinger club where, a lot of times, you’re putting on a show.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I guess I get that? I dunno. And besides, if we all go, you can focus on one of us.’ Me - ‘I suppose that’s true.’

I had finished making the batter and the coffee was done, so I started to pour the cream and brew, and I turned around to serve them up before I made the pancakes. My wife had pulled her nighty around her tits so they were exposed, and I stopped in my tracks to look at both of them.

My wife (snarky) - ‘You’re a lucky man, you know that?’ Me - ‘Yeah... yeah I definitely know that.’

I took a second to look at both of them, and was reminded of what Sam had said awhile back - ‘two lusty, busty sluts.’

My wife made eye contact with me and then moved her head toward her friend.

My wife’s friend - ‘Wait, no no no. I was being serious, there’s no way. I’m so sore!’ My wife - ‘Sure, sure you can’t.’

I walked around the counter and pulled my cock out.

My wife’s friend - ‘How?! How are you hard?’ Me - ‘This is hot, y’all are hot. It’s a little sore but I’m OK.’ My wife’s friend (now stroking me) - ‘I mean I’m not OK, I’m really fucking sore and you filled me up last night.’ My wife - ‘And yet here you are, stroking him.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I... I uh... I guess you’re right.’ My wife - ‘Don’t you want more cum?’ My wife’s friend - ‘I do. Why do I want more cum? What the fuck is this?’ My wife - ‘It already happened to me. I forget what they call it, bimbofication or something, but it’s when you have a very high libido but are repressed for most of your life.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘When you finally get the sex you need, you crave, you start to have trouble saying ‘no.’ You start to realize you want sex all the time.’ My wife - ‘I mean, think about (friend’s name). We both will do WHATEVER he wants. I told you he’d want you to have no shirt on when he came in, and what did you do?’ My wife’s friend (now visibly turned on, face red) - ‘Holy shit.’ My wife - ‘Think about it - you’ll stop at his office after work to blow him. You let him RUIN your ass. He’s fucking some other woman and a couple and you don’t even care, you just want cock when you need it.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Am I a bad person?’ My wife (laughing) - ‘NO! It’s not like you’re cheating on someone, or doing something illegal, or anything crazy like that. You like sex, so do I, and clearly so does he.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘It’s why you and I get along so well and have been friends for so long - we have a base that we both share.’ My wife’s friend (biting her lip and looking at my cock) - ‘I do love sex, especially with him. I guess I’ve just never thought about HOW much I like it.’ My wife - ‘Well, sure, the game changes when you really stop and work through your feelings.’ My wife - ‘Trust me, I didn’t have anyone to talk me through this. I didn’t have a friend who could explain this to me and help me navigate my feelings.’ My wife - ‘I stayed up all night after he and I had mind-blowing sex one time. I had let myself go to it, I loved it, too much. After he fell asleep I couldn’t stop thinking about it.’ My wife - ‘That’s when I really started to let go and embrace that I loved sex - not just good dick from time-to-time with someone I loved, but all varieties of sex. Up until then it was a small side hobby, nothing I’d embrace fully, just dip into when I had time. Now I wanted sex daily, preferably with a kink added in.’ My wife’s friend (still stroking me) - ‘I... I don’t know what to say.’ My wife - ‘Don’t say anything. Do what you want to do.’

My wife’s friend bit her lip again, and then started to suck me. It was a pretty impressive display from my wife, I have to say, walking her through her experiences to land there. I know, for my wife, it took months for her to truly work through her feelings about being a sexual person, but all-in-all this made sense.

All-told, the only person I had sex with more than my wife’s friend was my wife, and it was damn close. 

My wife came around the island and pulled herself into my back. She was warm, and her tits felt good pressed against me.

Her (whispering in my ear) - ‘How did I do?’ Me - ‘Perfect, as always.’

She kissed me on the cheek and then knelt down behind her friend, pulling her shorts down to reveal her ass and pussy.

My wife (playfully) - ‘Mmmm, here’s my breakfast.’

Her face disappeared and I could hear and feel her friend moan. I put my hand on her head and increased the speed of her sucking.

Me - ‘Oh fuck that’s so good.’ My wife - ‘Oh yeah, she’s sucking now because it’s what she really wants, not just because it’s fun.’

I saw my wife massage her friend’s pussy area a little bit, then lick two of her fingers. I heard the familiar sound of a wet pussy opening and taking them in, followed by a moan and a whimper.

My wife - ‘She so swollen, she’s going to need to cum a few times before you fuck her.’ Me - ‘Well you better hurry, if she keeps sucking me like this I’m going to cum.’ My wife - ‘Yes sir.’

My wife kept her fingers in, but repositioned her face so she could lick her clit. The moans and whimpers became louder, but I held her head on my cock. It didn’t take long before she came.

My wife - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘I want to cum in her.’ My wife - ‘So do I.’

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and switched positions with my wife. My wife pulled a stool around and sat there, placing one of her nipples in her friend’s mouth.

My wife - ‘Oh that’s good, fuck. Suck on it, this is going to hurt at first, but this should help you focus.’

My wife wasn’t joking, her friend’s pussy was so swollen. But I needed it, and she positioned her hips so that I could tell she wanted it. As I entered her she tightened and let loose a cry.

My wife’s friend - ‘I don’t know... I can’t. I don’t know.’ My wife - ‘Breathe. Breathe. Look at me, breathe.’ Me - ‘She’s so fucking tight. Don’t worry, this won’t take long.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Please, please I need it. Fuck me fuck me.’ My wife - ‘You’re doing so good. Reward her baby.’

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. I wanted to cum so bad and her pussy felt so good, I didn’t hold back. She was crying out, her neck tight, but she never asked for me to stop. After a few minutes my wife started rubbing her clit, and she screamed as she came again.

I spilled inside her, so much that it started running out.

My wife - ‘What an amazing way to start the day.’ Me - ‘I’m not done yet.’ My wife - ‘What do you...’

I moved so quickly she couldn’t stop me. I knelt between her legs, forced them open, and started to eat. She didn’t stop me like I thought she would, instead she eased into me and let me eat.

My wife - ‘Yes, yes make me cum.’

I grunted on her clit while I put two fingers inside her. She was already soaked, completely giving over to it, and it didn’t take long to finish her off.

I collapsed onto the floor and put my head against her leg on the stool.

Me - ‘Who’s ready for pancakes?’

We all laughed.

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My wife and I decided for me to stop here. These stories have introduced you to our main players for the foreseeable future as well our initial stories. The stories that come after this are the individual instances with them (or a group of them) we deem special enough to tell.

My wife’s friend - now embracing being a slut/bimbo all the time, whom we are also trying to get pregnant Sam - My girlfriend The couple - Experienced, guiding light into the wide world of kink

After my wife tells her stories, my first one back will be about my first, real bisexual experience with the couple. See you then, and enjoy my wife’s stories!