Chelsea couldn't believe they had actually gone through with it. She also couldn't believe how incredibly intense the sex was. Another man stripped her, kissed her, touched her in places only Darren had touched her in fifteen years, and then the man fucked her while her husband was on the other bed with another woman. They did it. They actually did it! Just thinking about it fanned the embers of passion between her legs into a roaring flame again. She wanted more. Much more. No sooner had Darren left for work than Chelsea was back on the computer, seeing if anyone else had noticed their profile.The first message was from Monica, whom they met at Tucker Hideaway a few nights back. Hi, Chelsea and Darren. It was great meeting you. I wanted to let you know about a house party coming up in a couple of weeks. If you're interested in attending, just let me know, and I'll shoot you the details. No pressure. Chelsea shuddered a little, remembering their time at Tucker Hideaway. She wasn't sur

The next few days Chelsea received several messages from people on the swing site, most saying mundane things like Hey, nice profile, let's fuck and Check out our profile and then let's make it happen. Of course, there were others that made it more enticing, usually attaching photos and desiring to meet to see if sparks flew. From several of the photos, Chelsea was pretty sure sparks were going to do more than fly; they were going to set off some major fireworks. She craved those fireworks."Tell me again who we're meeting." Darren reached over, squeezing her hand. "Might help if I know more than the husband makes your pussy wet."Chelsea grinned. "All of this makes my pussy wet, especially since it's something traditional people say we shouldn't do. It's an adventure. Don't you just love adventures?""As long as they're with you." He lifted her hand, kissing her knuckles. "Now, let's go meet the next man to climb between my wife's legs.""Hey, there's a woman there for you, too."He l

Chelsea finished putting breakfast on the table, music playing in the background. Darren had been right. After they left the bar last night, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Chelsea didn't even wait until they got home before she pulled his hard cock from his pants, stroking it to even greater thickness before she slipped her lips around the purplish head, twirling her tongue around it, savoring every vein and ridge in his pulsing member. His hand on the back of her head as he drove the darkened streets only spurred her onto faster bobs of her head, her hand toying with his balls as she sucked his cock. It had been a long time since she felt so randy in her desires, craving the risk of someone passing them on the road and spotting her giving her husband roadhead. His cock twitched, and she swallowed every drop he gave her, licking her lips when she was through.She didn't let up, however. The entire drive home, she continued to stroke him, wanting to keep him hard for whe

What about Fantasies? Trevor texted all throughout the day Thursday and much into the evening, keeping Chelsea distracted while Darren and she played pool with friends. Thursday nights were traditionally their nights at Corner Pockets, drinking beers and sinking balls, but Chelsea's imagination was on Trevor's balls, and when she grabbed her pool stick, she thought of grabbing his cock. Her distraction, however, never bothered Darren. He just chuckled and shook his head as he downed his beer. Of course, she would show him the texts or tell him of the conversation. She could also tell that her texting Trevor had an effect on her husband because he had to keep repositioning his cock in his pants to hide his hard-on.What were her fantasies? Swinging was a major one, of course, and they were doing that, but what else did she want to accomplish? When they first started talking about venturing out into swinging community, opening their marriage up to outside sexual adventures, she had told

Chelsea gave him a wink, and then turned her attention to Trevor and his tongue as she leaned back in the chair, her legs draped over the arms of the recliner, spreading herself wide for the man who promised to make her scream in pleasure. She could feel Trevor's hands cupping her ass as he worked his mouth over her passion, sending electric tendrils of excitement through her body. A moan slipped past her lips as he shoved two fingers into her pussy, pumping hard, his tongue twirling over her swollen clit. She arched her back, shoving her wetness harder against his lips, needing to feel his tongue harder.From the other recliner, she could hear Darren moaning but she wasn't taking her eyes off Trevor. She held him in place as, with her other hand, she pinched her swollen nipple, twisting it, enjoying the pleasure-pain it shot through her. Kneading her tit, she glanced over at Darren, Monica's head bobbing up and down on his cock as he sat there, his hands gripping the arms of the recli