Erotic Story Swing Novels & Stories

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

He focused back on the road, still driving more carefully than he had when we first met. He was right. I really did. “Where do you want to do it first when we get to the cabin?” he wondered. “Maybe the kitchen table? We haven’t made love on a table yet, and that sounds promising. Or we could try the porch swing. Swinging sex could be good. Unless… does swinging make you nauseous?” “It doesn’t.” I confirmed. “Good. I’m really getting into the swinging sex idea.” A mental image of us tangled on a swing, my head hanging off one side while Merrick’s lips were on my nipples, hit me hard.

A grin flashed across Erick's face. He gently guided me backwards until I fell across the bed. As I shuffled into place, he crawled up between my legs, his cock rock hard and the condom shining around it. Erick carefully lined up his cock with my entrance, flashed me a grin, and then slammed his entire length into me. A groan escaped me lips. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around him, trying to push him even deeper inside me. The heat that had been burning in my crotch all night began to grow and spread until it felt as if my entire body was burning.

I got too impatient and switched the narrative, I cupped her breasts with my hand, pinching hard on it. Her eyes shot at me, a warning sign but she moaned still, losing control for a second, I thrust hard from beneath, and her whole body bounced on me, her boobs jiggling in unison. Her eyes shut close and she was screaming my name, I knew my mum was only being decent by not coming over to stop us. “Cum for me Red, let's do it together” She obeyed, spiraling out of control, our bodies Met and our voices echoed across the room, maybe the whole house even

I said, lowering my voice to a seductive whisper, “I want to remind you how exhilarating it can be to let go of all inhibitions.” Summer bit her lip. “And the swing? Are you going to show me how it works?” The swing had a padded headrest for comfort and secure straps to bind her wrists and ankles. Beside it stood a sturdy stool, perfectly positioned for me. I intended to savor every moment and feast on her like my favorite buffet. I stepped back, giving her a teasing grin. “Only if you’re willing to try it.” She hesitated for a brief moment until she responded, “Okay. I’ll try it.”

She drank me in, her eyes fixed on my dick as it bobbed. “Sex swings can be very liberating,” I told her, stepping forward and grabbing her feet. I pulled her toward me, her pussy coming so close to my cock I could feel her heat. Easing her back into the neutral position, I stroked her cunt briefly, then went to the strap of the handholds. Pulling it, her arms rose higher into the air until they were above her head. I took a step back to look at her. Her arms were floating above her, her legs spread out in front, her cunt glistening in the middle. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to taste her again.

She was a pendulum of flesh, swinging helplessly between them, every hole stuffed full. Her first orgasm hit like a freight train. Her cunt clamped down so hard the pierced man cursed and slammed deep, flooding her with another hot load. The feeling of fresh cum painting her insides triggered the man in her ass. He groaned and added his own thick ropes, filling her second hole until it leaked around his shaft. They didn’t stop. They simply rotated. The curved-cock man took her cunt next, sliding into the sloppy mess of two loads and groaning at how loose and hot she already was. He angled his hips so the curve dragged across her front wall on every stroke, hitting places the piercing hadn’t

She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine at the sight of the flogger, its tails swinging gently in the breeze. "Are you ready for this, my love?" he whispered in her ear. She nodded, unable to speak. He smiled, the expression in his eyes promising pleasure and pain in equal measure. Slowly, deliberately, he began to swing the flogger, the soft leather tails tickling her skin before making contact with her bare bottom. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before; it was both thrilling and terrifying. She felt his hand on her hip, guiding her body as he continued to strike, the impact of the flogger growing more intense with each swing.

he uttered, his smile fading and his face contorted, matching the lust in his dark eyes. I bounced on his cock, feeling his hard thrusts and it made him groan. I ended up on my knees, my feet slipping underneath me. I kept going as he wanted, feeling the stretch inside me. Eric tightly gripped my wrists as I rode him, my strokes getting shallower while I clenched my walls around his dick. I arched my back and then leaned forward, offering up my perky breasts to him. He stuffed his face in them, sucking on them.

Ezra turned me so that my back was now resting on the padded part of the swing, then lowered my leg while he was still inside me. His pace slowed while my pussy spasmed around him, like he was savoring the moment. Seeing the look of contentment on his face made me want to give him more. I took a chance and hooked my ankles around his waist before letting go of the loops of the swing. His hands moved quickly to support my lower back as I reached to wrap my arms around his neck. “Is everything alright, Vanessa?” he asked.