This story is about the negative side of swinging. There is also some romance. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story for me.
My girlfriend Sheila and I have been living together for the past two years. We began dating a year before that. We met in college and moved in together after graduation.
Life seemed good and I asked Sheila a number of times to marry me. I thought we were a pretty good couple. I had an engineering degree and had managed to get a good position at a manufacturing plant. Sheila was a secretary in another firm.
She told me she loved me but wasn't ready for the big commitment. It didn't make a lot of sense to me since we were already living together and were monogamous. We were renting a nice condo and had a joint checking and savings account. We each contributed to buying things for our home and shared expenses.
Our sex live was good; actually better than good. We've been having sex since our second date in college. We would try most any sexual position but my favorite was Sheila on top. It left my hands free to play with her breasts.
We each had nights out, her with the girls and me with the guys. Most of my guy friends were married. They were just guys from work, mostly older than me. Larry was the only one I knew before working at the plant. We were friends in college. I'll tell you more about Larry later.
Some of Sheila's girlfriends were divorced and a few were married. I had met them at one time or another. Three of her girlfriends worked at the same business she did.
Sheila came home one day and said she wanted to go to a Halloween party. At first she was just going with her friends until I told her I wouldn't mind going with her. Lately we didn't do very many things together other than eat and watch the TV. And fuck. I guess you can say our relationship was getting a bit dull; at least that's what Sheila said. I liked being at home with her.
She seemed a bit nervous about me going to her Halloween party but I told her I was going. So she gave in we decided to go together. She dressed like a hooker and really looked the part. Low cut blouse, no bra, thigh high mini skirt and black mesh stockings. She even wore a garter belt. I thought it a bit much and really didn't want all the other men staring at her private areas but I knew better than to say anything. It would just start an argument. I just told her to watch how she sat.
I just dressed like a cowboy, nothing really special. Everyone had to wear some type of face mask so it looked more like a costume. Sheila said three of her girlfriends would be there. I mentioned it to my guy friends but none of them said anything about going.
The party was held in a mansion about thirty miles out of the city. It was being given by the plant manager of her company. I never met the man. The house was huge and they even had valet's to park the cars.
When we got there we were greeted by a big-breasted woman in a Playboy bunny outfit. I found out later that she had been a bunny for a couple of years. Everyone was dressed in costumes from sexy to horror, and all of us had on a mask of some sort.
An older man came up to Sheila and gave her a hug. He must have recognized her even with her mask on. Apparently he was Jim, the person giving the party. He must have had eighty or more people there. He shook my hand and said it was nice to meet me but no one was to exchange names.
There was a band playing and an open bar. I got us each a drink and Sheila started to mingle with the people. To be honest I was quite uncomfortable. I stood back and sat on a bar stool and just watched the people. They seemed to know each other even though they all wore masks.
Sheila came back to me and we started dancing. A man cut in and I went back to my seat. I didn't like the way the man was feeling Sheila's ass. She wasn't saying anything to him. I was about to butt in when another man replaced the first guy. He was getting pretty touchy-, feely also.
I mentioned it to Sheila when I danced with her again but she said it was just a fun group and not to take it seriously. What the hell did that mean, I wondered.
We had been there for an hour or so when they dimmed the lights. A lot of the people were getting even more touchy-feely. I noticed a lot of it going on in the room. Probably some had already drunk too much. I lost sight of Sheila in the crowd. I was getting a bad feeling.
One of Sheila's married friends, Tracy, came up to me. She was dressed like a hooker also. I think all of her friends got together and decided to see who could dress the sluttiest. She asked me to dance.
As we were dancing I asked her if her husband was there.
"No way! He'd never approve of a party like this. I'm surprised you came but I'm glad you did."
"Tracy, is this a swingers' party?"
"Well, sort of. Didn't Sheila tell you? No one has to participate in the sex if they don't want to. Most people do but I know a few like to watch."
"No, Sheila didn't tell me. How long have you and Sheila been going to parties like this?" I was trying not to act too mad. I wanted information and if Tracy got scared she wouldn't tell me anything.
"Maybe I shouldn't say anymore. It's between you and Sheila." I could see she was getting nervous.
I figured the best thing I could do now was go along if I wanted to find out anything. I reached around and squeezed Tracy's ass. "Look, I'm here now. If this is what Sheila wants then so be it." I went even further and pulled up her dress and slid my hands down in her panties and squeezed her bare ass.
"Damn, I wanted you for the longest time. Sheila said not until she talked with you about an open relationship."
"So, how long has that been?" I asked.
"The Halloween party last year. Since then maybe once a month at most. Sheila was worried you would find out. Of course, I want to introduce Bob to an open marriage. I know he cheats on me anyway. That's why I said to hell with it and just started doing the same. We'll end up with an open marriage or a divorce. I have to admit I like the sex."
It was then I notice a couch against the back wall and I saw Sheila sitting there with this Jim fellow. He must have been in his fifties. I could tell she had a light buzz on but I knew her well enough to know she still had her senses. I watched as Jim's hand roamed up her thigh. Instead of stopping him she opened her legs even further.
I was close enough that she looked up at me and smiled. I wasn't sure what to do. I sure the hell didn't expect this when we left our home this evening. I wasn't sure whether to make a scene and put a stop to it or just see how far she would go. I can honestly say it did not turn me on. This was the woman I thought I loved and wanted to be my wife and the mother of our kids.
I watched for a couple of minutes till I saw this man finger fucking her. She just let it happen with me watching her. I turned away and Tracy was there looking at me. "What's good for the goose is good for the gander," she said.
She took my hand and we went to another room. I was pissed and said "To Hell with her!" I went with Tracy into a living room. I had her lean over a chair and pulled her panties off. She was so wet and begged me to fuck her.
"I've wanted you for a long time. I don't need any foreplay, just fuck me."
I was so pissed at Sheila and knew we were through. I pulled out my cock and shoved it into Tracy's hot married pussy. I didn't care anymore. I fucked her as hard as I've ever fucked anyone. I think I was getting revenge against Sheila by pounding Tracy's cunt.
She kept yelling for more. She liked it hard and fast. I held her hips and fucked her with abandon. She was yelling, telling me how great it felt. I finally pushed my cock deep into her and came. When we finished she told me she had come three times. No one had ever given her three orgasms before. I honestly didn't even know she came with all the noise she was making.
I sat on the chair and she slipped her panties back on and left the room. She came back and handed me a beer. She also had my wife's friend Cindy with her. As I drank my beer Cindy told me she heard I was good and wanted some of it.
"I'm sorry, Cindy, but I'll need a little time for it to get hard again."
"No problem," she said as she walked over to an end table. It had a tray of pills on it. She told me it was ecstasy and Viagra. They also had assorted condoms. She grabbed me a Viagra and an ecstasy pill.
I had never taken either one before. I did do some weed while in college but that was about it. Cindy got on her knees between my legs and took my cock into her mouth. She had the whole thing in her warm mouth and started sucking it. I couldn't believe how quick she got it hard. I didn't think I had it in me.
She pulled my jeans down around my ankles and took off her panties. She straddled my cock and slowly lowered herself down on it. God, she felt so good. I pulled her top down and began to play with her tits. I looked over to the couch and Tracy was riding an older man. I knew he was getting some real sloppy seconds but Tracy was riding him hard.
"Fuck me, fuck me, oh God, I love your cock. Suck my tits Jerry. Make my nipples hard. I love riding your cock, oh so good," moaned Cindy.
I lasted quite a while. Cindy was divorced and has been for as long as I've known her. One thing for sure was she knew how to give a blowjob and ride a cock. It took a while but I eventually blew another load deep into Cindy cunt. I could feel her pussy pulsating all the while I was coming in her.
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