Swinging Novels & Stories

What she was about to do was probably the most dangerous thing she had ever attempted or faced. When she reached the swing, she stepped quickly up onto the thick board that served as the seat. She took a moment to clear her mind then began slowly swinging the rope out toward the table. As the swing brought her closer and closer to a position above the tabletop, she began focusing on her ability to dematerialize.

"The trick is to relax when swinging. Just follow my movements." It was hard to get myself to relax with his dick pressing into me, but I gradually did. And when we swung together the next time, the ball went flying in the air.

Now or never. I grabbed the grate near the corner of the building and let my body swing down, hanging free. I inched along the cold metal by my fingers. I swung my body back and forth slightly at the corner and released one hand making the grab for the other building’s grate but missed and almost dropped. Hanging by one arm I took another breath and swung again, this time making contact and gripping as tightly as I could.

"I mean, swinging, the act of married couples having sex with other married couples..." The way her jaw drops tells me she didn't know this was a thing. I lean in and kiss her as she tries to wiggle away. "I don't want that. I just want to swing in the adult swing." We all laugh and back up as Annie starts swinging. If I didn't put it in myself, I would be worried that the rocking motion would make the swing fall. We watch her swing for a few minutes, getting a bit bored. I grab Jenny and start stripping her.

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.

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.