Erotic Story Swing Novels & Stories

"Because that's a term I have heard before." Ed was shaking his head. "That's two similar, but different things. Swinging is sharing your spouse with another couple, either individually or together. An open marriage isn't a mutual consent thing, normally. An open marriage means that if I find some girl attractive, let's just say Kelly, for argument's sake. Let's say that she's a waitress that I find attractive and I sweet-talk her into coming home with me. As long as Marie is okay with it, and Kelly is obviously okay with it, I can have sex with her."

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

"Tell me who this cock belongs to." "You're mine!" she wailed, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "Your dick is mine! Every drop of your cum is mine! Sarah is just a vessel, Edwin... you're my husband, my king, my fucking stallion!" The intensity reached a breaking point. I could feel the pressure building in my balls, the inevitable explosion nearing. I accelerated, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my muscles straining. I drove myself into her one last time, burying myself as deep as humanly possible, feeling my cock throb against her cervix.

Every thrust pushed her closer, but every time she approached the edge he slowed down or pulled his hand away from her clit. Edging her. Teaching her. After the third denial, Margo was crying real tears of desperate need. “Please, Sir… I’ll do anything. Please let me cum!” Mr. Edmund leaned over her, biting the side of her neck hard enough to leave a mark. “Cum then. Cum all over my cock like the greedy little slut you are.” He slammed into her faster, thumb pressing firmly on her clit. Margo shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, walls clamping down around him rhythmically as she screamed his title. “Sir— fuck— Sir!”

Nine months of divorce numbness and eight months of pretending he didn’t want her like this — it all crashed over him at once. He slid his hand between her legs. She was dripping. Soaking his fingers the second he touched her. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You’re soaked. Spanked and dripping for your Master like a good little slave.” She moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand. “Master— please—” He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Deep. Curling. His thumb found her clit and rubbed tight circles. She cried out, hips rocking desperately against his thigh.

Then they made me hold Brutus’s head in place as another man came down his throat. “Swallow it all like your wife does,” they taunted. Brutus choked but obeyed,, The degradation was relentless and filthy. “You both belong to us now.” “Married cumsluts.” “Watch your husband take cock better than you thought he could, Sarah.” They pushed us together again, me on my back, Brutus forced on top of me in missionary while a man mounted him from behind, fucking him into me with every thrust. Another cock was shoved into my mouth and we were both moaning, crying, and cumming against our will.

I said, sliding off my seat and disappearing under the dashboard. I didn't care that I was ruining my $80 blowout. I grabbed him, my small hands clasped around his girth, and took him into my mouth. I sucked him deep, my tongue swirling around the head while he swerved through red lights and hissed dirty words under his breath. "Oh, fuck, Enid... you're such a dirty little slut," he groaned, his hand coming down to grip the back of my head, pushing me deeper. "Suck it, baby. Swallow all of it."

man who was with her at that time. "Urghhhhhhh..shit!" He accelerated the swing even more as Oliver followed his every move to meet their genitals. "Uhhhmmmm ... Slain me! Please fuck me .." Erica said. They changed positions and Oliver backed Erica from behind while stroking the healthy breasts of the woman he loved. "Ohhhh that's right! Fuck! Make it deeper! Please faster baby" Erica moaned loudly. A growl filled every space of Erica's apartment. "Urghhhhh ... play with my clit!"she ordered and she held Oliver's tip finger on her pussy and played while Oliver fucking her pussy whole. "Ohhhh that's it I'm about to cum now baby..ahhh !! Shit ... Don't stop please .. play it hard" Erica begg

she groaned. He held her waist and suddenly sat on the sex swing, causing its length to go all the way inside her. She felt it reach her uterus; she closed her eyes. "Ride me," Tyeron whispered. She quickly followed his command, moving as he dictated. It was easy for her because holding onto the handle of the sex swing helped her move her hips properly. The man's hand was still on her waist, guiding her as she moved up and down. “Ah! Ah! Oh! Yes!” she groaned as she felt she was close.

They told us about how swinging started after their kids left home, bored with vanilla sex. "We do soft stuff mostly," Lisa said, placing her hand on Mark's thigh. "Touching and kissing other people, but fuck our own partners to keep the jealousy low, and the heat high." David nodded, and traced his fingers under my dress, circling my clit slowly, made me bite my lip to stifle the moans that threatened to come out of my slutty mouth. "Sounds like us, exploring boundaries…. Mind if we watch you two? You're both hot." Mike grinned.