1. My second visit to a swingers club (true story)


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Group Sex, Author: HisMeg, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster

    Nervousness flashed through my body like wildfire. Now He led me upstairs to a small room with a window A/C unit. We sat on one of the two couches and He played idly with my pussy while we watched people walk by. Some stuck their heads in, and He even motioned a couple to come join us, but no one came in. We had been in there for around ten minutes when the couple from downstairs peeked in. The husband’s eyes lit up when he saw me and he pulled his wife by the arm as he said “Look who it is honey!” We smiled and stood up and they picked up right where they left off, hands all over my tits and stomach, my tongue probing for that smoky whiskey taste. I broke the kiss for a moment and looked at the wife, “I was hoping that I would have a chance to eat pussy for the very first time tonight.” She smiled and sat down on the couch with her legs spread. I didn’t hesitate for a second! I dove headfirst into her lap like a fat k** on a Twinkie! I had actually received a bit of training on pussy-eating over the past few weeks and I tried to remember some of that as her hot wetness filled my mouth. I loved the way her lips felt soft on my tongue, the way her juices were smearing on my face, the feel of her hips bucking back at me as I found her clit and flicked my tongue rapidly across it. I was surprised that she had no taste, I hadn’t really thought of it until that moment but I guess I assumed all pussies taste the same. I’ve tasted mine countless times and there is a slight ...
    sweetness to it, but that was not the case with her. No matter, the feel of everything was fantastic enough. Before long, she had her hands on the back of my head, pulling me in tighter as she started to cum. “Oh my God! This can’t be the first time you’ve done this! I’m cumming! Oh God, I’m cumming!” I stayed at it until I felt her body relax. Looking up at her, I asked “Good?” She looked down with a big smile and said “Darlin’, that was great! Thank you!” I felt myself flush with pride. Again, everyone stood up, the husband babbled about how terrific I was (it was getting a bit cringe-inducing), handshakes were exchanged, and they slipped off down the hallway. I was adjusting my skirt and trying to straighten my hair a bit when I heard, “Well, it’s midnight and your girl just left.” I froze and looked at Him. He had an ear to ear grin and was making a show of adjusting His cock in His pants. He then took hold of my wrist and started down the hall, “Let’s go.” We paused by the bar on our way to the single male area so that He could get an idea of how many guys were available (they tend to gather just outside of the rooms by the bar) and I could feel eyes running up and down my body already. I knew He was serious about letting anyone fuck me that wanted to and I was honestly getting scared. There were only two things that kept me from darting out the door: His hand on my waist, reassuring me that He was in control and knew what He was doing, and the tingling in my pussy that made me ...
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