My First Swinging Experience

I am half Chinese and my husband loves to show me off! When he arranged a swinging evening it did not come as a complete surprise. He has been on about it for ages and thinks I am a prude. I disagree with him there. I mean, I will try anything once. Who knows – I might just like it. Never say never, that is my motto.

Helen and Andy arrived at 8pm and I was a little nervous. I quickly had another glass of wine before meeting them. They were far more experienced than I was and quickly put me at my ease.

“You’re so pretty, Wing,” Helen breathed, stroking my face. This was a new experience and quite pleasant so far. I was often complimented on my delicate oriental features but not by women with this kind of glint in their eye!

“Wing likes you too, Helen,” my husband added with a not very subtle wink!

“Is that right?” she replied, leaning closer. Helen parted my lips with her tongue and started to kiss me. To my surprise, I was loving it. She kissed in a more gentle way than my husband and caressed my body. I had never been kissed by a woman before and was reveling in the new experience.

We progressed to the couch and Andy asked if he could touch me. I said yes and he immediately put his hands down my panties which made me gasp in delight. I had not expected him to be quite so forthcoming. I returned the favour by thrusting my hand down his boxers. If he could do it, so could I. He was rock hard already and we hadn’t even done anything yet! Surprised at my own daring, I bent down to taste him. His cock smelt faintly of soap and nearly filled my whole mouth. He let me suck it at my own pace, moaning appreciatively. I rocked my head back and forth, flicking with my tongue.

After a while, I couldn’t stand not having his cock in me for one minute longer! I ripped off my panties and climbed astride him. He slotted well into me and we rocked together, building slowly to a climax. Andy knew just how to tease my breasts and I loved the way he looked into my eyes throughout.

I couldn’t believe I was having such an incredibly hot time with a man who was not my husband, the pair of us totally nude, fucking each others brains out with a wild ferocity! This was amazing. I hadn’t expected to be so aroused and so carefree with a complete stranger.

My husband was pounding into Helen from behind as she rubbed her clit, moaning and sighing. She arched her back as she came and he thrust even harder into her as he did too, gripping her breasts tight.

I lay back on the couch, happy and sated, watching them. What a fantastic, sexy evening – my husband always knows how to delight me