06 Jan 2019
A true swingers story part 1
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This story happened a number of years back and is based on actual events although names have been changed to protect the innocent.
We were driving home, its a dark night and there is no moon, the music is playing on the radio, its an old song, full of memories and cliches. I hear a bang and and pull over to the side of the road,
She asks me whats wrong , and I tell her we have a flat. Looking at the wheel I realise its not repairable and we will need help, so we call a freind. He says he will come over and we can spend the night at there place while repairs are being made, so we wait for his arrival.
Its dark outside , nothing moves and only the sound of the crickets. Waiting has been making me horny and I touch myself to feel my growing erection.
I reach across and place my hand on her thigh moving up towards her pussy. Her legs open and her breath catches as I touch her wet panties.
She has been steadily leaking since we last spoke, and I had told her I wanted her to swing with me and enjoy other couples as well. I touch her pussy and rub her clit through the soft underwear. She squirms on the seat and opens her legs to give me easy access to her soaking pussy.
My hand speeds up rubbing furiously until she starts to cum. A slow gush at first and then she really lets go with all her juices flowing. As she starts cuming we see lights approaching, I know I must finish or we will be caught red handed, but I cannot stop , she wants more and holds my hand tight to her by now soaking cunt. My fingers are bent inside her stroaking her with one then two and three fingers inside her, as she sits down hard on my hand to get maximum benefit, and the lights of the car get closer ahead of us. We sit frozen my hand in her cunt and my cock throbbing outside my jeans, oh fuck we will be caught........
My fingers are clenched tight by her pussy, I know she is coming but this is madness, her juice flows freely, and I know my car seat will be soaked, when she is done. I keep rotating my fingers , her pussy lips are stretched open by my hand while my thumb plays a tune on her clit.
The music is still playing, an old song ," Driving through the long night". I keep up the pressure, on her clit , not letting her come down from her amazing high. She clenches once more and I know she is going too pee, there is just no going back.
My cock is throbbing the head sticking through my jeans , and dieing for attention, but she can’t reach and I have a hold on her cunt which will not let go. She cums again, moaning in delight and her pee flows, hot wet , and all over my fucking seat
I dont let go , the pee slows , and then she starts to dribble again , and with each new orgasm she squirts some more,
The car slows and comes to a stop, I turn to face the driver my hand still firmly buried in her pussy. “You folks ok” he asks? “This is a very quiet area you are not going to get any cars passing by”.
Dont I know it , it was exactly why we had taken this route to start with. I hear her moaning, and I know he can’t see her , or what we are doing , but maybe I am wrong. He laughs and says “ well. If you need some help for the night, our guest house is only 400metres down the road, Ring the bell we are up all night” and he laughs. I think he may see her blushing and my face is feeling rather hot, but I still cant move my hand from her pussy. I know she will want more and any sudden movement is likely to make her gasp and moan. There is no hiding it when she cums.
I thank him and say “we may well take you up on your offer as its not likely we will get any service out here tonight”.
“Well if you need an extra hand we are happy to oblige, We can always do with the company”, he says....
I feel her pussy clench again , Did she hear that and want some more hands up her pussy, I agree and thank him and we exchange numbers and tell him we would see them in awhile, and he drives away.
I turn to look at her. Her faced is flushed and I can see sweat on her brow. I know her pussy is wet because she is sitting in a puddle of pee. My hand is still between her legs , my fingers hooked in her pussy.
I look into her eyes. She says “ go for it, Call him”. You never know what may happen on a dark road late at night.......
As the lights fade behind us I breath a sigh of relief, her breathing is still heavy and we both burst out laughing at the same time , that had been a close call.
I slowly remove my hand from her pussy, and have to clench my fist to get some circulation back, and she is scrambling for tissues to clean up the mess, while adjusting her panties and pulling down her skirt which has ridden up above the waist in our finger fucking. My cock is still hard and not yet satsified, I suggest we have a quickie before we go, but she wants to check out the guest house so we stop for awhile to make ourselves look presentable. A quick look in the mirrow and a wet wipe and I am ready to go, it takes her a little longer as usual. I am still throbbing but my hardon is now firmly back in my jeans.
We drive slowly to the Old Mill Inn it’s a guesthouse and pub in a one horse rural town . The lights are on but nobody around. As I ring the bell, our eyes meet, I can see the lust in her eyes and know she is still fucking horny, My cock throbs in anticipation and the door opens. "Welcome " she says ,"you are our guests please come in and make yourselves at home".
The husband arrives , same guy who stopped on the side of the road, he laughs and says, "well I see you found the right place for the night".
Its relaxed and a comfortable place. A large fire in the room warms us up and we all gravitate towards the fire. "So no luck with the repair vehicle" , he asks. I nod as I have forgotten the blow out already , still thinking of her wet and soaking cunt, which I want to fuck." Come on then" , lets show you to your room , he says.
We retire to a very nice and comfortable bedroom with his words ringing in our ears. "Dont be late for dinner" he says, “ or my wife will not give you her surprise.”
Surprise what surprise, but I am more interested in trying out the new bed and we both fall on the bed, laughing from this strange night and turn of events. My cock is still hard and uncomfortable in my jeans so I remove my pants, and show her the damage. See what you have done and without satisfaction I will never be able to last through dinner.
"Come here" she says and takes my cock into her mouth and sucks the head. Oh shit that feels good "please dont stop" I tell her. She sucks and sucks, and then. A knock on the door.
. "Sorry to disturb" I hear, but have brought your towels may I come in. And before I now it the door opens and his wife is standing in the doorway, towels in one hand and eyes staring straight at my erect cock my missus on her knees holding my cock. I jump back grabbing for the towels, only to miss the towels and end up on my ass on the floor. My cock pointing straight up at her , with absolutely no shame.
I feel my face burning with embarresment and stammer an apology and a feeble excuse, about having been away. She laughs and says , "Dont worry we have seen it all before owning a guesthouse, and what couples get up to “just remember to lock your door in future" she says and disappears from the doorway. Oh shit now we have to face them at dinner time, what a fuck up.
Later that evening we enjoy a farmhouse meal and some really excellent redwine and start to relax and enjoy the new surroundings. She is very talkative and takes an instant liking to my wife and they head off to discuss god knows what leaving the men alone. After an awkward silence he says. " I could not help noticing you guys were looking a little flushed earlier. “Anything we can do to help". I laugh and immediately want to deflect the subject , but then I remember the look in her eyes and say instead. " “Well maybe you can , are you and the wife up for it" He laughs and says, " The missus loves to suck pussy and if we play our cards right we can all get fucked tonight, but lets see what happens when the women return, as its always there call. I agree knowing full well that my wife cannot wait to suck pussy either but I am not going to tell him that, just yet anyway, after all we just met a few hours ago. He laughs again and says " Well the wife says you have a big cock , so thats half the battle won" and I cringe in embarresement, but at the same time I can feel a strong stir in my cock and now I am even hornier than ever. What will this night hold, its getting better all the time , on a Dark road one night. to be cont....