1. True Stories: Rob and Charlotte


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: swingerjoe, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    I have written here before about how every swinging couple has their own unique set of rules. Probably the most common rule is that condoms should always be worn when fucking. What Rachel and I discovered, however, is that once you are with the same couple a number of times, that rule eventually gets tossed out the window. We met Rob and Charlotte online, through a swinger’s website. The first time we met in person, I was blown away by how pretty Charlotte was. She had thick, shoulder-length, dark hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and a smile that sent my heart racing. Rob was a handsome, well-built guy with a bald head – a definite turn-on for Rachel. Our first meeting felt a little awkward. We met for dinner at a restaurant somewhere in the middle of our two hometowns. They were both very friendly, but quiet. Long, uncomfortable pauses peppered the evening’s conversation, and by the time we said good-bye, I remarked to Rachel that I would be surprised if we heard from them again. To my great delight, though, Rob contacted me the following morning and suggested we get together again. Our next meeting took place at their home. Once again, I sensed some initial awkwardness, but eventually we all loosened up. We all became a little more flirty and physical, and by the end of the night the four of us ended up in their bed. I discovered that Charlotte was a slow and sensuous lover, and I really enjoyed that. She was an amazing kisser, her skin was incredibly soft, and her body was ...
    perfectly proportioned. She responded to everything I did to her in a subtle and quiet way. And when it was time for me to finish, she took me in her mouth and swallowed every drop – a major turn-on for me. Although Rachel didn’t finish with Rob, she seemed to enjoy having sex with him. While I generally don’t talk during sex, Rob liked to talk dirty, and Rachel really seemed to enjoy that. Over the next several months, we got together with Rob and Charlotte several times – about once a month, on average. Sometimes, we would simply meet for dinner, and other times, we would end up back at their place. We were quickly becoming “friends with benefits.” During one of those trips to their place, the four of us were at a bar, listening to a band, when Rob leaned across the table and spoke in a voice that was loud enough for me to hear, but no one else. “So, Charlotte and I were talking,” he said. “What are your thoughts on condoms?” “I fucking hate them,” I admitted. “They smell, they detract from the pleasure, and they completely kill the mood. But I guess they’re necessary.” “Are they?” he asked, and then gave me a grin. I didn’t know what to say in response. The risk of STD’s was something Rachel and I discussed many times before we made the decision to begin swinging. Ultimately, we decided that using condoms would lessen that risk enough to justify our decision. Like us, Rob and Charlotte had been married for more than fifteen years, and the possibility of either of them carrying ...
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