Married Couple Visit a Swinger Club (First Cuckolding Book 1) Page 7

Adrian watches them kiss from the doorway. The guy is tall and has Sara bent back a little. She moans into his mouth, opening for him. His tongue appears and extends to caress hers. She holds his shoulders, his arms around her and pulling her hard against him.

  “Mmm – that was nice too,” she utters when he ends that kiss.

  He cups her upturned face in both hands and holds her while kissing her again. Her hands drop to his waist, her eyes closing as he searches her mouth deeply and passionately. He breaks off, still holding her face. Her mouth remains open.

  “You taste like cum, don’t you?”

  She nods slightly, still peering up. “Uh huh.”

  Adrian watches transfixed as the guy gathers moisture in his mouth and nuzzles Sara’s lips open again. He presses close and pushes the fluid from his mouth into hers. She swallows and he does it again, drawing the taste of cum it seems, then dribbling the saliva into Sara’s mouth. She swallows again. “Is that all of it? Can you still taste your cum?”

  “Still a bit,” he says.

  “Okay,” she utters softly, and she opens her mouth and waits while he draws another large volume of saliva. He moves close and she tilts her head back for him. He dribbles it into her mouth, and she swallows it then opens for him to spit some more in.

  “All good now,” he says, grinning. His cock is noticeably firm again. He has it to one side and is holding it, squeezing and kneading the end of it.

  Sara wipes her mouth on the back of her hand, cleaning her teeth with her tongue and still grimacing at the guy’s taste, it seems. She smiles at Adrian. “I need another coffee now.”

  Adrian nods, still stunned. “We should get going then.” He holds out his hand. Sara takes it and moves close for a cuddle. Her ex-lover remains sitting back on his desk with his cock bulging to one side of his trousers, grinning after them as they leave.

  9

  Sara needs that coffee. That was too much cum to swallow and she’s feeling a bit queasy from the taste of it. Adrian pulls into the MacDonald’s drive thru again. They continue driving as they eat more chips as well. It’s getting on 4PM and Frank is organized to pick them up at 7 to go to the club. They want to have dinner before that and Sara needs time to get ready.

  “I think Derek made good sense with what he said about not deciding anything when things are getting out of hand, baby. I think we should say right now that nothing happens tonight. That we just go to the club and have a look then go home and not even invite Frank in. Just in case the club makes us want to be silly or something.”

  “I agree entirely,” Sara replies immediately. “I think we can enjoy each other tonight if we end up in that sort of mood.”

  “Yeah, and maybe talk about the other tomorrow when we can think clearly and be smart about it.”

  Sara squeezes Adrian’s hand. Lifting it and kissing it. “But today was okay? I’m starting to feel a bit funny now that the excitement is fading…. Did I go too far back there?”

  “I don’t think so, baby. I was kind of surprised and that, but I would have stopped things if I didn’t like what was happening.”

  “Surprised?”

  Adrian glances and grins. “Yeah! The spoon? Seriously?”

  Sara giggles. “Oh that…. Um…. Not the first time! Does that make more sense now?”

  “You’ve done that before?”

  “Uh huh…. Just with Derek, when we were together…. He used to like watching me masturbate, and he did that a few times – cumming on me like that and getting me to eat it…. And the thing is – as soon as I saw him I just felt really relaxed and comfortable with what we’re doing. That’s why it was so easy to let things happen in his office. I mean, this is exactly what he’s like all the time – what we’re doing for our fun adult time. He’s really kinky but not extreme at all. Just like with what we did back there.”

  “Oh okay. So that was just more of what you used to do with those guys…. That’s really hot then, baby…. I get it now…. And he seemed like a nice enough dude. I kind of liked him, like I could have a beer with him some time.”

  “Yeah, I knew that when you said we should go and see him. I had an idea you two would probably get along okay.”

  Adrian takes the business card from his pocket and puts it in the console between their seats. “He’s got a frigging huge dick, baby. I can see how it might be painful for a woman if he went too fast.”

  “Tell me about it,” Sara says with a giggle.

  “And I’m not saying we’ll decide to do it, but I like the thought of you getting fucked by it. I mean again – like as part of our experimenting…. Just because it’s so huge, and it would be exciting to see you getting it.”

  “Hmm – I guess…. Except you have to remember that I was the one to end that relationship, and the size of Derek’s cock was one of the reasons…. I much prefer yours if it’s going to be a regular thing, husband of mine. Yours is just right. Not too big, not too small, but just right.”

  “Good to know,” Adrian says. “Thank you, baby.”

  “But I suppose if it was just a one-off time,” Sara adds with a grin.

  “Yes, exactly!”

  “And if he could be gentle at first and let me get used to it. Then I could enjoy it. And then he could have me properly and get it all the way in…. I actually really like the thought of him being as deep as he can when he’s cumming in me. If he prepares me properly first it can feel amazing to take his load really deep.”

  Adrian takes a little while to respond. “It was a pretty huge load too, that first one. Fucking big balls.”

  “I know. I’m sure they’re bigger now than before.” Sara checks down between her legs. “Plus I’m all wet from sitting in his cum like that. It soaked into my panties at the back and all through my crotch…. He’s always produced a lot of cum, but it used to end up so deep in my belly that it was never messy like this when he just fucked me instead of cumming on me like that.”

  Adrian glances down at where she’s plucking at her now sticky crotch. “He mustn’t like his own taste, though, I guess…. The way he sort of dribbled into your mouth after he kissed you.”

  “Hmm – I know…. Swallowing cum and then swallowing cummy spit as well. Yucky!”

  “Yucky? But you still did it, baby. He spat in your mouth about three times and you were opening for it.”

  “I know, but it’s just that cum tastes yucky but it isn’t yucky to swallow. Except a guy shouldn’t have to swallow the taste of it. I think it’s fair that he gets to spit back in my mouth if he kisses me after I’ve done that for him. I mean, if he tongue kisses me like Derek was…. I think it’s a girl’s job to have the taste of the man’s cum in her mouth…. Plus it’s also kind of strange, and maybe just my imagination, but I think the taste is different when there’s live sperm. It’s even more yucky than yours is now. Plus I think some guys might have a really high sperm count. I wonder if that’s true when it’s really thick and gooey like Derek’s was today.”

  “Could be, baby…. So mine doesn’t taste so bad now. That’s a plus.”

  “Yes! And there’s no danger of getting me pregnant again, which is another big plus.”

  “But that’s not all good, though. Like you said about the risk and having to think about when you’re ovulating again and that. About that being kind of exciting.”

  Sara squeezes her husband’s hand in her lap. “Yes and that’s one of the big questions for tomorrow – whether to let a guy cum inside me when his semen will be full of live sperm. I worked it out and it should be fine at the moment. It would be getting more risky each day from now on, but I shouldn’t be ovulating yet.”

  Adrian pulls into their driveway and stops the car. “Definitely, baby. We need to talk about all of that tomorrow…. So what about now? I might have my shower first so you can have the bathroom for as long as you need. Maybe we should have dinner soon, huh?”

  “Alright, I’ll put dinner on now….”

  Sara quickly uses the bat
hroom and changes her panties. She gets dinner and has a bath after, shaving her legs again – her bikini line still soft and smooth from waxing. She considers the mesh panties but after modelling how short her dress is, with absolutely no chance of concealing them, she decides on the pretty white satin and lace ones. She has three new pairs of those and wonders if she will be needing them beyond her and her husband’s little adult time adventure. This new found excitement and sexual intensity is wonderful. Oh I hope we can keep this….

  Frank knocks on the door at 7. He and Adrian are looking sharp in fine dark suits and ties. Sara feels like a princess as she approaches them chatting and laughing in the lounge room. She stands between them, linking arms with both and smiling up at them. They check out her breasts. The half-cup bra she has on is also white satin and lace. It’s pushing her boobs up nicely, the fitted bodice of the dress helping with that.

  “Can nearly see nipple there, baby,” Adrian says with a grin.

  Sara bites her lip as she fiddles with the top of her dress, running fingers along and pulling it open enough to show her nipples.

  “Aw fuck yeah,” Frank groans.

  Sara peers up at him, still holding her dress open. “You like?”

  He nods. “I like.”

  She looks to her husband, her blush rising. “Can I get kisses before we go, please? From both of you – just to set the mood for this crazy swinger club thing?”

  Adrian lifts her chin and takes her lips softly, his kiss deepening as his tongue seeks hers. She breaks away and parts her lips for their friend. He presses to them firmly, his tongue immediately extending to search her mouth. Adrian is now behind her and kisses her bare shoulder and neck. She squirms back against him down below. He holds her hips and grinds his package between the cheeks of her bottom. Frank sits on the arm of the lounge and she holds his shoulders, leaning forward with her breasts in his face. He kisses her upper chest and the exposed portion of them while her husband thrusts more deliberately, dry humping fully now. She tosses her head back as he attacks her neck again, and she pulls down the front of her dress for the other man to see her tits properly.

  “Can you just fuck me like this before we go, please?” she says to her husband. “I’m so ready right now!”

  Adrian feels down over her bottom and rubs up into her crotch. “Do you want to stay there and watch, man?” he says to Frank.

  Frank nods. “Can I watch her tits while you’re doing it?”

  Sara squirms against Adrian’s bare erection. She whispers into his ear. “I could take him in my mouth and suck him off while you fuck me?”

  Frank groans again. “Aw fuck….”

  “Okay,” Adrian says. “Right here, okay? Just bend over and suck his cock, baby…. You’re never going to tell anyone about this!” he says to Frank.

  Frank shakes his head urgently. “Fuck no!” He’s tearing at his trousers. Sara lowers to his lap and is pleased to see he’s only average in size, like Adrian. He surges as she grips his shaft and takes the head of his rigid member into her mouth, her husband sliding up her and immediately thrusting and pounding against her.

  He has the crotch of her panties stretched aside. His thumps against her bottom are jolting her tits in and out the top of her dress. She’s holding Frank’s cock in one hand and gripping the arm of the lounge with her other. Frank is fucking her hand, his hips rolling, his shaft spearing to the back of her mouth, pre-cum leaking into her throat.

  Sara’s orgasm hits hard. The two men continue fucking her. She has her eyes squeezed shut as the cock in her mouth stops thrusting and holds firm as deeply as she’s allowing. It swells and throbs, hot cum gushing against the roof of her mouth and seeping into her throat as her husband drives up into her and cries out.

  Sara swallows their friend’s seed and resumes sucking. Adrian pulls out of her and fixes her panties back into place. She lowers to her knees and lifts Franks cock, kissing down to the base and his tight balls. She gently frees them from his open trousers and kisses each one while the two men watch her. She nuzzles his softening shaft and moves it with her nose, kissing back up its length and biting the head while smiling up at them both. “Thank you, my two handsome chaperones," she says as sweetly as she can. “That was so yucky but so yummy too, Frank…. I liked it a lot.”

  He’s beaming a smile. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced with a woman. You’re so fucking beautiful, Sara…. Man, she’s just…. You’re so fucking lucky!”

  “I know,” Adrian says, stroking Sara’s hair from her face.

  She holds his eyes and takes their friend’s cock back into her mouth, sucking it in fully, but it quickly expands and probes too deep again. She pulls back until the head opens her lips, and she teases the salty eyelet with the tip of her tongue. The shaft flexes with renewed blood flow. She grips the base and starts bobbing her head, sucking cock now. Before she was getting her mouth fucked. Now she’s sucking the guy off. She stops and squeezes higher up, rubbing over the head with her thumb. “Do you want to cum again?” she asks. Frank nods, gulping and gripping the back and arm of the lounge. Sara peers at her husband. “Do you want me to eat more of his yucky cum?”

  “Is it yucky?” Adrian asks, almost sternly.

  Sara grins. “Very yucky!”

  “Go on then, suck it all out,” her husband demands, making her smile through a hot blush.

  Minutes later, Sara is swallowing another load of cum from their friend. She then goes to the bathroom to fix her hair and makeup, and half an hour later she’s being led through a foyer into a bar with suited men and barely dressed women sitting around chatting and drinking. There are twenty or so men lined along the bar who all check her out as she enters. Around the edges of the big open room are couches with low glass tables. Each of the tables has soft lighting emanating from it, as does the rim of the bar, otherwise there’s a darkness and sexy ambience to the place.

  Sara can still taste Frank’s cum quite strongly. She’s been led to one of the couches and sits between her two men. The soft leather seat is low. An older gentleman from a seat nearby looks over his shoulder at her panties. Her dress is so short that she can see them herself. They’re sticking to her a little from having been fucked so recently. Sara looks up from them to meet the man’s eyes. She feels kind of out of it – her mind light and dizzy. Frank is ordering drinks from a waitress with large tits that look fake. They’re bare, her nipples tight. Gazing around, Sara can see at least a dozen men looking at her panties now.

  “They’re not subtle about it, are they?” Frank says to Adrian.

  There are round high-set tables filling the area between the bar and couches. Some men have just turned to look. Others have moved closer. Most are older men. It seems the club is for mature people. There are far more men than women, Sara notices.

  “See they’re taking her to a fuck room,” Adrian whispers, motioning to a woman being accompanied by three men and ushered through a doorway with a huge guy guarding it.

  “I think the one on the left might be the husband. He was kissing her and kind of holding her close while they were at the bar,” Frank says.

  They have their drinks now. Sara sips her Bailey’s and milk. It’s nice going down after all the cum she just swallowed. Both of Frank’s loads had been full and thick in texture. She has another sip then leans forward to place her drink on the low table. The men watching all have a look at her tits, as do Frank and Adrian as she sits back up. She plucks at the top of her dress. Her nipples are showing above the lace of her bra and she just tugs the dress down to enhance that a little.

  “Nice,” Frank whispers to her, and she meets his smile. She then reaches forward again and peers up at two grey-haired men standing close and looking directly at her. One of them nods approvingly, making her blush and smile. He nudges his friend and they edge in to sit on the couch opposite, their gaze going to Sara’s panties as she squeezes Adrian’s hand and pulls it into her lap. She holds it there but keeps
it pressed to her belly and allows the men to look at her.

  Adrian lifts her chin and kisses her territorially. She slips an arm within Franks and peers at him. She holds his gaze and he bends to her and takes her lips as well. The two men watch, their gaze moving from Sara’s face to her panties. They try to start a conversation, but she’s too nervous to talk much and her chaperones don’t give anything either – no encouragement at all for the older men to join their group. Other women are being taken through the guarded doorway. Sara watches with interest. Some have only one man with them but are followed by others. Some appear to have company arranged. There’s no doubt they’re all accommodating multiple partners.

  Sara allows her knees to part at times, giving the men opposite and the many others watching a full view of her crotch. She’s feeling more relaxed after a second Baileys. The two men eventually move on but soon after, a familiar face appears, with eyes lighting up. It’s a man Sara knows quite well, an uncle of one of her best girlfriends.

  “Sara! Hello there!” he greets her. The band colours have been explained. She notes that he’s wearing silver. He looks different. She’s never seen him in any kind of suit before. He owns a mechanical service business and works hands on with the vehicles. She’s been to his work plenty of times because her girlfriend Tracy runs the office. Adrian has met him a few times before. He and Frank are more welcoming than with the two strangers.

  Sara is wondering what Tracy is going to say about her being there at a sex club. She wasn’t planning on telling her. “Hi, Mr Kent,” she says shyly. He’s had a good look at her panties already. He looks up from her tits, smiling. Her blush is on fire now.

  He nods to her two men then looks at her panties again, leaning forward and checking them out blatantly. “I just came for a look because I was told it was an interesting joint…. It certainly is now!”

  Sara looks down at herself. Her nipples are still showing. Mr Kent is craning his neck to have a better view of them. She rubs down her legs, pressing her shoulders in and opening the top of her dress more fully. Her bra gapes and reveals her tits completely. “Yeah – very nice,” he says, low and encouragingly.