Our First Meeting with Couple 4

Couple 4?  Where the hell did they come from?  They sent us email more than a month ago.  They looked good, had a nice profile, and can host.  However they live over an hour away.  We exchanged emails and chatted on SLS.  It always seemed like one or the other couple were not available.  After more than a month, we both finally had a free night.

We met at a restaurant near their home for a couple drinks - Yuengling on tap mmmmm.  We talked as we sipped our drinks, getting to know each other.  The first thing I notice is Mrs. 4 is a knockout with huge breasts.  They both are extremely nice and friendly.  We discuss work and family as we get comfortable.  Then we head back to their place to continue our discussions, drinking and games.  Once there, they suggest we play truth or dare as a way to get to know each other.  It was a lot of fun.  With questions like: What do you like best about the lifestyle? Rate your BJ skills from 1 to 10? and Have you ever been in a threesome? we learned a lot about each other.  And with dares like: a kiss, a lap dance, and remove shirts, we had a lot of fun too.  One of the dares I received was to remove my boxer briefs but leave my pants on.  I saw no way to do this other than to drop my pants leaving them on just one shin, drop my shorts and pull them through pant leg that was still on, pull up my pants and CAREFULLY zip up.  Mrs. 4 liked the show.

Eventually I had Mrs. 4 down to just her panties and asked for a lap dance.  I told Wife and Mr. 4 that they couldn’t watch and to do something else.  Once we got started with the lap dance my shirt came off, then she started to unzip my pants, but was hesitant.  She had remembered that I wasn’t wearing underwear and was just being cautious, luckily for me cause I had forgotten all about that.  And that was the end of the game.  On to a new game, :).

The four of us went into the master bed room.  He played with Wife as I played with Mrs. 4.  We took it a bit slower than they, and kissed as they moved on to oral, but when I moved down to Mrs.4’s breasts I forgot all about Wife and Mr. 4.  Turns out Mrs. 4 is VERY vocal.  She started squealing when I sucked her tits.  As my lips sucked her nipples, my tongue circled her areola and my hands massaged her bosom, I think I actually brought her to orgasm.  As I worked my way down to eat her pussy, I couldn’t help but notice that Mr. 4 was already rocking the bed fucking my wife.  It didn’t take long for me to bring Mrs. 4 to another couple orgasms.  She had to squirm away from me to get me to stop.  Next she wanted to suck me, which I was gracious enough to allow, ;).  After a while I was ready to fuck her and turned her over.  Mr. 2 and Wife were already done and were leaving the bedroom.  We continued to fuck for a long time, Mrs. 4 squealing all the way.  Now, condoms make it more difficult for me to cum.  It takes me awhile.  A long while.  Which isn’t a negative (most of the time).  But tonight the room was hot and we were making it hotter.  We ended up taking a break because it was too damn hot.

Afterwards we joined Wife and Mr. 4 on the couch.  We chatted for 45 minutes to an hour before we went for another round in the bedroom.  This time though we were in separate rooms.  The first time we have tried this.  We started with her sucking me, trying to get me to cum.  When I was ready I climbed on top with her legs up and fucked her.  I didn’t hold back.  The bed frame was creaking, the head board banging against the wall and she was practically screaming with each thrust.

I can’t tell you what a boost it is to a man’s ego to have a woman genuinely howl with delight as you bring her to orgasm after orgasm. 

Wife and Mr. 4 finished before us again.  I went all out.  I didn’t care if we were waking the neighbors.  After at least another 10 minutes, I’m getting very close.  And…

The light comes on.  WTF?  Mr. 4 came in and turned on the light!  He must have, because Wife never would have.  And Very Vocal Vixen and I were kinda busy and in any case she couldn’t possibly reach the switch.  Why would he do that?  I’m looking at her, still pounding away.  Maybe he wants a show.  She’s smiling trying to say something, but of course what comes out is another series of inarticulate jabber.  After a half a minute the light goes off.  Maybe he didn’t like what he saw, maybe he was checking to see if she was ok, maybe he needed something in the room, maybe this is his personal psychosis.  He likes to lure unsuspecting men into their bedroom to fuck with their heads as they fuck his wife.  With all these thoughts of Mr. 4, I’ve lost my concentration and I’m not ready to cum anymore.  We slow down the strokes as we continue to fuck and I find out they have the Clapper.  We turned it on and off for a few more minutes before we switch to titty fucking and I cum on her big, beautiful breasts.

Very hot indeed.

It was after midnight and we had a long drive home so we said our goodbyes.  We had a wonderful night and hope to see them again soon.

Hotel Dinner and Date

So what have we been up to with Couple 2.  We’ve seen them several more times and played once more.  We’ve gone out to places where family and friends were present, mostly only able to get quick, stolen touches and innocent hugs at as we left.  Definitely got us all worked up.

A couple weeks later we met again, this time at a hotel.  We fixed dinner in the hotel’s outdoor courtyard - steaks on a portable gas grill.  It smelled delicious and I’m sure several of the other guests wished they were joining us.  It did attract attention our way.  Wonder if anyone picked up on the fact that the couples at one point in the evening swapped partners?

Anyway, I overcooked the steaks.  They all ended up medium well.  Mrs. 2 loved them, everyone else thought they were good but would have liked a bit more red.  Still it was good and more importantly, it was fun.

After dinner we went to the hot tub.  We sat close to each other: Mr. 2, Wife, Mrs. 2, QM.  The touching begins and soon we go back to room and the clothes come off.  Mr. 2 & Wife took the bed, and Mrs. 2 & I took the couch.  Later all 4 of us were in the bed.  We enjoyed our play and this time Wife kissed a girl!

Now I need to admit that jealousy reared its ugly head for the first time in our adventures.  But not how you might think.  Mrs. 2 made the remark a few days before we met at the hotel that it’s a shame to leave after a few hours not use the hotel room all night long.  We couldn’t because we each have relatives/children living with us that shouldn’t be home alone all night (or more honestly shouldn’t find out we stayed out all night).  But each of us could have one person come home and be able to explain the other’s absence.  So Mrs. 2 asked Wife to spend the night at the hotel with her!  Wife didn’t say yes, but didn’t say no either!  She was considering it.  That was hot!

So jealousy, how did that creep in?  See I was jealous, no, more accurately envious, that she was able to spend an entire night with a lover.  There is nothing like having a hot session of sex, drifting off to sleep, waking your partner with erotic touches and having another session, over and over all night long.  And being with someone new makes it even hotter.  She has had permission for awhile and even tried to arrange it with BD a few weeks earlier.  Now she might get to do it.  And I wished I could.

The reason Wife wouldn’t commit (or at least the reason she told me) was that she had to work early the next morning.  However what she didn’t tell me was she and Mrs. 2 were looking for one or two women to spend the night with me!  As a gift for being such a good boy.  I guess I had no reason to be envious.

Turns out finding even one hot woman to sleep with a guy she hasn’t met is as hard as it sounds.  Of course, Mrs. 2 volunteered herself immediately, but Wife wanted someone (or ones) that we would not interact with again.  No chance to get too attached, I guess.  A few of Mrs. 2’s friends were up for it after seeing my picture and taking Mrs. 2’s word that I wasn’t a creep, but they couldn’t get free that night.  Others wanted to meet me first.  So instead of getting to spend the night with a strange woman or two, I got told about it.  Now I have a gift from Wife.  I have one night that I can spend with one (or two) women and do everything I want, whenever I choose.  There are some stipulations on who it can be; it can’t be anyone that we will see socially (including for play) or professionally.  I’m holding on to it for now.  I think picking up someone for a one night stand may be the best bet.

I Kissed a Girl

The Katy Perry song, with a bit of modification, describes what happened next.

This was just what I planned, it’s my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you caught my attention

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it

No, my wife don’t kiss the same, it doesn't matter
You're my experimental flame, just human nature
It's not what good hubs do, not how they should behave
My head gets so confused, hard to obey

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it

You girls we are so magical, soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist, so touchable, too good to deny it
It ain't no big deal, it's innocent

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it
Maybe next time Wife will kiss a girl.

So what happened?  Let’s just say we were together for 7 hours and everyone had a great time.  We all want to meet again soon for more fun.

Our First Date with a Couple

Friday, 3/26/10

We had our first “date” with a couple, Couple 2.  (Couple 1 we met at the Meet and Greet party.  Couple 2 wrote to us the Monday after.)  We met at a restaurant midway between our homes that they suggested.  We had a long wait for a table and had a chance to get to know each other a bit.  By the time we were seated, we were all comfortable with each other.  We decided to have dinner.

Our waiter, Daniel, was fun and friendly.  Trouble was, we rarely saw him.  The service was beyond slow.  We were at this restaurant for over 3 hours.  None of us minded a bit.  We thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company and were hoping for more than just conversation.

After a somewhat overcooked meal and a few drinks, we finally got the check and it was time to go.  We had a wonderful time and so did they.  We made our way out to the courtyard where we had first met and lingered.  No one wanting to go home (alone) and no one sure what to suggest next.  So we chatted.  Small talk that none of us really found compelling, but it was a way to spend a few more minutes together.

Finally, I suggested we head to another restaurant for more drinks.  Everyone was excited to go.

A Story of Two Couples

Two couples meet online, on a swinger site.  They each like the other’s profile and hit it off pretty well via email, text and IM.  They exchange pictures, including face pictures.  He likes her, she likes him, they like her, she likes her, he’s ok with him, etc.  All around it seems like a good match.  Everybody is eager to meet in person.

That weekend, they arrange to have drinks together.  Or is it dinner.  Or maybe dinner and drinks and ???  One thing that is clear is there are no expectations other than to meet and see how things go.

One couple arrives earlier than the other, just before the arranged time.  Via text message they find the other couple will be just a few minutes late, so they give their names to the hostess for a table for 4 and wait in a very nice outdoor courtyard.  Minutes pass without sighting their new friends.  Then a couple approaches the hostess, an older couple.  They ask the hostess something and then all three look around.  This couldn’t be them.  Could it?  They go inside for just a minute before they come back out and have a seat at the bar, still looking around.

Wow, their pictures must be 15 years old.  They look like they could be the first couple’s parents.  Guess it’s just going to be drinks.

From the other couple’s point of view, they arrive a few minutes late, not excessively late, maybe 10 minutes.  Perfectly understandable given the distance they had to travel and the unpredictableness of traffic in this area.  They approach the hostess and ask if the other couple has arrived.  They look around and see only one couple that appears to be looking for another party.  The woman thinks “Husband is going to kill me.  I told him we were a good match.”  The couple she sees is sitting at the bar, and is much older. 

Then she catches the sight of a man her age, with a date, checking her out.  She realizes, about the same time he does, that this is the couple we are here to meet.

All of us had thought of leaving when we thought we were meeting the older couple, but none of us would be so rude.  And our kindness was rewarded by hot sexy new friends.  We never did see what happened to the older couple at the bar.

It’s Going to be a Busy Week

In one week’s time, Wife could sleep with 4 different men.  We have a “date” setup with a couple for Friday, a “date” with the new guy, Mr. H, on Tuesday, and Wife will (hopefully) finally get to play with BD while I’m out of town on Wednesday and Thursday, maybe even overnight.  And I’m sure she’ll get to sleep with me sometime that week.  So in theory, she could have 4 dicks in her in a week.

The probability is low, but the possibility is there.  First, the “date” with the couple is our first meeting.  We are open to playing on the first meeting, but the mood has to be right.  They may or may not be.  Add those together and you get less than 50% chance.

With the Mr. H, I think it is better than 80% that she will do something with him, but it may not be all the way.  So put that at 50%.

As for BD, Wife wants that to be 100%.  It’s not completely set up yet, so maybe 60%.

And as for me, that’s got to be 100%, unless the others cum through.  Then it may be more like 75%.

So 4 dicks, I would put at 10%.  3 dicks at 25%.  2 dicks at 60%.  And 1 dick at 100%.  I guess she wins in all cases, just wins more in some of them.

I might even win more than once.  The couple looks promising.  We are excited, but realistic too.  Wish us luck.

AGH, Ahh, and Hmm

All day Monday, I my mind kept wondering back to the couple we met.  I thought of her hair and her smile.  I also thought of him, and him with Wife.  I didn’t get much work done and was distracted all day.  Why did she leave a glimmer of hope?  Rejection I can handle, this tease is driving me insane.  And we have no way to contact them.  Only thing we can do is wait for them to find us on SwingLifeStyle or go to the next Meet & Greet.

So Monday evening I check SLS and no email from them, but we do get an email from another promising couple.  It sounds like we may be compatible.  We sent back a reply and now we wait.  This was good.  It helps take the edge off the tease and adds a bit anticipation to meet the new couple.  (I may have to start naming them to keep them straight).  No reply yet.

Tonight we are meeting Mr. H.  He travels on business to our area about once a month, so he always has a hotel.  :)  Yes, he is black - I don’t know why, but the hottest guys are black.  We’re considering concentrating on finding a white guy, but fuck, we’ve been busy.  :)  Tonight we will just meet each other and have drinks.  Wish us well.

Our First Foray into the World of Swapping

So we’ve learned that finding a guy for your wife to have sex with, which seems like it would be easy, is hard.  Well last night we learned that finding a couple for both of us to have sex with, which you expect would be hard, was hard.

We were definitely out of our comfort zone last night.  We had talked extensively beforehand about how far we would let things go if it felt right.  We set her limits the same as usual.  She can do everything she wants.  We set my limits to everything except penetration and giving oral sex.  She’s not ready for me to fuck another woman yet, and says I can’t give a woman the pleasure of my tongue cause I don’t give it to her enough.  Agreed.

We arrived at the start time, which was good, because it gave us a chance to get a drink.  Shocktop yum.  But they didn’t serve it with an orange slice.  I know if you haven’t tried it, it sounds bad, but it’s much better.  Anyway, we grabbed a couple of spots at the bar and watched as people came in.  We were nervous and pretty much talked to each other for the first 45 minutes.  We thought that there might be some sort of get to know each other activities, but we soon found that many, no most, people knew others there already.  Maybe we should have contacted some people before hand, then we could meet them in person there. 

So we waited at the bar talking to each other, starting to look around some, still nervous to make eye contact with anyone.  Ok I did make eye contact with a few young women, but I knew they were here for some younger meat.  The whole concept felt weird.  Do I look at a couple cause I like the wife?  What if Wife doesn’t like the husband?  What if Wife knows the husband!?

We were hopeful that a couple would come talk to us.  We’re attractive, and we were smiling, laughing and having a good time.  But no, no one approached us.  So when we had enough courage to get up and talk to a couple, we picked them out.  They were attractive and at a table on the side by themselves.  They looked like newbies too.  So we got up, walked over to them, and … walked right by.  Thought I was ready, but couldn’t do it yet.

We walked around to see what was happening elsewhere.  We were not getting looks, which is odd cause we usually get some looks at a vanilla nightclub.  Wife looked good, and of course so did I.  She didn’t seem nervous anymore, which can kill all the looks.  She said I never look nervous.  Finally Wife said I got a look, and she got some too.  I think the people fell into two classes.  Those that knew each other already, and those that this was all new to them.  Those that knew each other were having fun with each other by this time.  Those that were new, were just trying to get comfortable.  Like us 30 minutes ago, not ready to look anyone in the eye.

The couple that organized the event are standing near us and don’t have anyone talking to them for a change.  We go over to them and thank them for arranging the evening.  They are wonderful hosts and offer to introduce us to anyone we want.  Trouble is we don’t know who we want to talk to – everyone and no one.  After 2 to 3 minutes we let them go.  Really nice people.

We are ready again.  No really, this time we’re really ready...  I think.  We discuss which couples we should approach.  It’s a hard balancing act.  Finding a couple where we are both attracted to them, but that are in our age range.  Wife has standards that are high, due to the fact she has her pick of guys as a hotwife cause there are hundreds (maybe thousands) of them that want to meet her.  Here we’re just one more couple.  The hottest guys are in the “know” crowd and have got several women on them already.  I point out a couple, and she says no.  She points out a couple, and I think they are too hot to be the first couple we talk to.  We’d be too nervous.  Sounds aggravating, but it’s not.  We’re having fun.  But still haven’t talked to anyone.

We get up to walk around.  Back to the bar where we started.  We look at a few couples and are getting to the point where we just accept that we just aren’t going to catch anyone’s eye tonight and …  Wife says “Wait”, a guy may have caught her eye.  She looks again.  He’s not looking.  Then he is.  I turn around and give him a look that says “Can we come over and talk?”  He gives me the little head nod to come over.

It’s the couple we past by.  Now I know why we past them.  They are hot.  We all introduce ourselves and we say you look new to this like us.  After that, conversation comes naturally.  We talk first about this lifestyle.  Then we move on to other topics.  Things are looking up.  I think “Wow, I just might get to kiss her tonight!”  It took us an hour and a half to talk to another couple.  I’m so glad we finally did.  We talk for about a half hour and had fun.  He has to go to the bathroom and tells us when he gets back that there’s a dance floor in another area.  They ask if we want to go dancing.  Sure!

We dance next to them, not sure how to swap partners.  We need to learn, and so do they.  After a bit we drift apart.  I guess that they’re not that into us, cause I see them with another woman whose touching both of them.  Then they are dancing and talking to other couples.  I guess they are learning quicker than us.

We danced (only with each other) and hung out by the dance floor the rest of the night.  The other couple leaves when Wife is in the bathroom.  The wife makes a point to say good bye.  Why did she have to do that!  I had accepted that they preferred other couples and was ok with that.  I understand.  Now I don’t know what to think.  Did she say that to be polite, though she could have easily just gone out without looking my way at all.  We hadn’t talked to them in over an hour.  She didn’t have to seek me out.  But she did.  So now I think, maybe they do like us.  Maybe they just want to be friends.  Maybe they want more.  Or maybe she’s just polite.  I don’t know.

They go outside and he lights up a cigarette.  They hang around out front for a bit and we can see them.  Wife comes back and I show her and tell her what happened.  When we got home we tried to find them on SwingLifeStyle, but we never exchanged contact info.  Interesting, Wife has reconsidered the neither one of them can smoke policy.  She must have really liked him.  She also softened her stance on my limits.  She said that if we were with them, she’d be fine with me fucking her.  At least last night.

All in all it was a miserable night of drinking beer, dancing, chatting with sexy couples, and watching some fun shenanigans.  Which is to say it was a great night out.  Best night out since, well our first night with BD.

Next time:
1. Email before hand
2. Have a drink (one drink!, not 2, not 3, not 6) before we get there if we need to settle our nerves a bit
3. Arrive ready to walk up to people and say hi from the moment we get there – seize the day!  Take a chance.  The worst they can say is “No thanks.”  (Ok, they could say worse things, like “Have you met my mother?”)
4. Talk to lots of couples, if we see someone we like talk to them
5. Get contact info, phone number, profile name, something
6. Learn to get comfortable with splitting up.  The people having the most fun are the people that mingle together, then separately, then together again.