We met them at a hotel, just north of were we live. Miguel didn’t give me details. “We have a date tonight. We are leaving at eight. Can you try to be ready by then?” My only question for him was “Couple or single?” He and I both agree that details for me are not necessary. He understands my taste. He also understands that I can ruin a whole night with questions. I will question us right out of having a good time. Blind trust is best.
“A couple, new people”, he said. New surely meant new to us, not to the lifestyle. He only told me their names. I jumped in the shower and got myself ready. Shower, shave, lotion, make-up, hair…what to wear? I honestly never know what to wear on these dates. A few times we met couples and I dressed up, really sexy attire. Only to have them be very casual. I felt so uncomfortable on those dates. It seemed better to be a bit over dressed and at least comfortable this time. It was chilly outside so I wore jeans, a nice blouse, and sneakers.
We arrived at the hotel a bit after nine. It was a bit of a drive but we arrived right on time. They were a cute couple. A bit younger then us, I suppose. They had a new baby in the house. They were “seasoned swingers.” There were no stupid rules of engagement, no jealousy here. She wore a black and white spandex dress which covered only one shoulder. The guy was dressed as casual as Miguel in jeans and a dress shirt. Neither of them were wearing shoes.
They were nice. We chatted for a bit and agreed this was a good match. The talking rambled on. This was the type of nervous chatter of people not sure how to proceed. I wish we had brought cards, or something to ease us into it. Seasoned doesn’t always guarantee aggressive. Someone had to move this to the next level. I made a bold move. I went to the bathroom and came out wearing only bra and panties. I returned to the conversation, and they all started to remove their clothes. Everyone relived we were making sexy progress. Miguel and the woman were on the bed, getting closer. The guy was sitting on the chair facing the bed. I moved to my knees in front of him and I kissed him. No more talking, just kissing.
He had a broad chest with no hair. Sexy, smooth. He kissed really well. Enveloping me into the kiss with force and just enough tongue to leave me wanting more. His lips soft on my skin he kissed down my neck. I removed my bra and panties, he slipped out of his shorts. I got down on my knees and put his cock in my mouth. I licked and sucked his already hard cock. I took my time and deep-throated, letting him know how bad I wanted it. How turned on his tongue had made me. How turned on I was to have his wife sucking Miguel’s cock just a few feet away.
We moved to the bed and he got down on his knees between my legs. I laid on the foot edge of the bed with my legs drawn up to give him better access to my pussy. The girl moved over and started to play with my nipples, licking and sucking them. Miguel walked over and smacked my face with his cock. I turned toward him just in time to see her take Miguel’s cock and engulf it right in front of my face. I licked his balls and under shaft when she pulled back. She and I took turns sucking and licking his cock. Miguel enjoyed this for a while and then he moved so her man could take his turn being sucked off by both of us.
We all shifted around after that and ended up laying next to each other. Me with the guy and Miguel with her. The guy got on top of me and grabbed my legs and spread them, bending them at the knees next to my head. I grabbed his cock and guided it into me. It slid all the way in. He pulled back almost all the way and rammed his cock in again. He fucked me like that for a while, all the way in and then pulling back slowly. Then he pulled in close for a slow fuck. His cock sliding in and out, it was all smell and sweat and sensation. His cock felt much like Miguel in length and girth. It wasn’t the same since his fucking style was different, but it was equally enjoyable.
Looking over I saw Miguel fucking her fast and furious. He had her flipped over doggie style. Her face making a perfect “o”. Miguel had one foot cocked up on the bed and his hands on her hips. The guy asked me where he wanted me to cum. I told him to cum all over my stomach. He thrust a few dozen more times and then pulled out, pulling the condom, and squirted cum all over me.
This was a very good match. I wiped my stomach off and got dressed. Miguel and the girl finished up. We left the hotel a few minutes before they did. With kids at home, neither of us could have stayed all night. Miguel and I got home and had sex again. Not because we needed to make up for a bad match, but because it was such a turn on to be so close with a great couple.