Erotic Swinger Stories Novels & Stories

I gripped Emily’s hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I pounded into her from behind with hard, relentless strokes. My cock slammed deep into her slick, cum-drenched pussy, each thrust forcing wet squelches from her stretched hole while my balls slapped against her swollen clit. "That's it, take every inch like the office slut you are," I growled low and filthy, leaning close so my breath brushed her ear. "Push that ass back on my cock. Show me how much you crave your boss owning this cunt."

The words spilled out of me before I could stop them. Garrick laughed and hooked my knees over his elbows, folding me in half. The new angle let him grind his dick right against me “Listen to her, brothers. One dick and our sweet little moonflower is already begging like a bred-out pack slut.” The other alphas stroked their leaking cocks faster. Their eyes glowed as they watched my pussy stretch obscenely around their leader’s thick dick Eric reached down and slapped one of my bouncing tits making it jiggle. Gabriel leaned in and sucked my other nipple into his mouth.

Hands reach up from all sides, slapping my tits, pinching my nipples, spanking my clit mid-air. Riley climbs the cage behind me, lines up with my ass, and drives in while Jace is still buried in my cunt. Double penetration while suspended. The stretch is blindi. They find a rhythm, one pulling out as the other slams in, using the swing to impale me harder, deeper. I come in seconds, screaming, squirting in a long arc that splashes the floor. They don’t stop. They rotate. Every swimmer gets my cunt and ass while I hang, then climbs down and jerks off onto my swinging body until I’m glazed from collarbones to knees.

The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had. By dessert, I was a wreck. Tears of desperate need pricked my eyes. My nipples were painfully hard against the thin dress. Kai had the vibrator on its highest setting for nearly two full minutes while he discussed quarterly profits. “Please…” I whispered brokenly when the investor briefly left the table. Kade’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers brushing my soaked entrance around the harness. “Hold it.” The moment the lunch ended and we were back in the privacy of the limo, they pounced.

I locked my ankles behind his back. He fucked me on the desk in the dark while the rain hammered the glass and the emergency lights painted everything red. Deep, deliberate strokes. One hand braced beside my hip; the other found my clit and rubbed tight circles. I came hard around him, clenching, gasping his name out loud for the first time in my life…no fantasy, no almost, just Tyler.

Then, remembering what Vicky had said about the magazines, I quietly tiptoed in, carefully opening the drawer to find them. There were three of them, all titled Swinger. Quietly removing one, I went back to my own room and proceeded to read the magazine. As I read, I was shocked when I realized how many people were swingers. It seemed that trading partners without jealousy was a big thing. I knew that Mike and Vicky were into it and we seemed as happy a couple as I'd ever seen. As I read more, I learned that suppressing the desire to know other people intimately was one of the things that led to stagnation in relationships, that the couples who did swing were more apt to have happy, long-las

Ruby's eyelashes flutter gently at him. "Ruby, I love you more than I can tell you. So, stop talking about separating." He kissed her. "Mmmph. Eric..." moaned Ruby. She spread her legs and wrapped it around him. Eric didn’t hear any more words from her, but moans of pleasure as he thrust into her. Ruby was grabbing onto the swing as he took her. Eric saw her fingertips gripping onto the strings. He thought of a kinky idea. He snapped his fingers and turned the swing into a big and large swinging bed.

I still trembled through my last orgasm. "What about Lisa's parents?" Master asked. "Her mother wasn't home, but Reggie was. When we told him what we'd be doing, he said he and Marge had been swingers since shortly after their marriage. They did things together. Swapped spouses and engaged in orgies together. Both of them had found themselves having sex with the same gender at times."

"Oh, why?" "I don't want to share you with anyone, and I don't want to fuck someone else's woman. I don't want to fuck anyone else, period." "I'm confused. I don't know what you are talking about," Emberly pouted as she boxed up another item. "Yeah, I was also confused, but it's a swingers club where couples swap partners. That isn't something I'm willing to do." "That doesn't sound like something I would like to do either. I have the perfect specimen of a man already," Emberly grinned.

“Oooh you know just what I want, baby. Gimme all that dick.” “Is it a swinger’s type of club?” he went on interrogating her. Erica squealed with frustration. “Oh God, yes! What the fuck did you think it was, silly?” She grabbed his hips and pulled him towards her. “No more talking. FUCK ME NOW, YOU BLACK BASTARD!” Thaddeus impaled his cock deep into her cunt-hole without further ado, going all the way inside her till his cock was just about floating in a cocoon of pussy juice. Erica locked her feet over his hips and bucked herself under him consequently.