Swingin' Tazzy


Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Fan Fiction, Celebrity, Cheating, Swinging, Interracial, Black Female, Black Male, Hispanic Female, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Maré attends a swinging party with his exotic friend, Tazzy, and experiences the world of swinging and swapping. Before the night ends, he and Tazzy exposes their passion for each other.

It was a nice Friday night, and my friend Tazzy and I were getting ready to go to this exclusive swinger party. Tazzy was a short, exotic beauty with a hot body and long brown straight hair. She had big charming dark eyes and sexy full lips. It was easy to mistake us as a couple because of our strong chemistry. Tazzy bragged about being "The Latin lust and Oriental need to please". I often wondered how sex would be with her.

"I can't believe I'm actually going to do this," I said. "I should have known you had something outrageous in mind."

"You said your sex life had not been the same lately so I'm trying to spice it up for you," Tazzy quipped. "Places like the one I'm about to take you always do the trick."

"How many times have you done this?" I asked.

"This will be my third time doing this," Tazzy answered. "I don't know what my lovers do when I am not with them, so I do me! Men do their thing, and women are going to do their thing when their man is gone."

After putting on fake wedding rings, we left Tazzy's Dakota apartment. I could not believe I was about to go to my first swinging party. Even though I was a little anxious, I was in the mood for some extracurricular fucking!

Riding in my white Audi R8, Tazzy had me astounded on how she looked in her black one-piece backless dress. I rather stay home and fuck Tazzy all night, but I agreed to go. I prayed that this swinger party would be worth our time.

We arrived at the upstate New York mansion around eleven, and the scenery of the area resembled something out of Desperate Housewives. Tazzy knocked on the door twice.

"What is the password?" A masculine voice behind the door asked.

"The Freaks Come Out at Night!" Tazzy answered.

A tall black man wearing a blue suit opened the door and introduced himself as Desmond. He checked our names on the guest list; then invited us inside. I could not wait to meet the other guests.

Inside the mansion, a dozen elegantly sexy people mingled beneath the gentle moonlight of the European chandeliers. The soulful sound of R&B music blended smoothly with the soft conversation going on among the guests. It almost felt like a lounge for the grown and sexy. Tazzy was a natural in this kind of environment. She immediately caught the eyes of gorgeous women and good-looking men.

I stood solitary observing. I felt it was crazy that people participated in these social gatherings with strangers. All the guests had wedding rings on and did not mind sharing their partners. I did felt a little out-of-place as I kept on checking my Audemars Piguet watch and realized time was moving slowly.

A very busty woman with dark creamy skin, long brown wavy hair, and exotic looks approached me. Her body was lethally curvy that aroused me.

"How are you doing, mister?" she said. "I'm Carmen. What is your name?"

"Maré," I told her with a smile.

"Did you come here with your wife?"

"Yes, she's the lovely exotic beauty over there wearing the black dress," I lied.

"Oh, Tazzy! She's very pretty!" Carmen said. "My husband is over there getting acquainted with our neighbors. Come on; let us have a drink."

We sat on the couch and talked. Carmen was a fellow New Yorker and mixed with Native American, Italian, Hispanic, and Black. She was also a very popular Webcam girl. As the evening progressed, the drinks had me in a mellow mood. I felt at ease and part of this strange surrounding. Therefore, Carmen and I retired upstairs for some privacy. I took off my clothes and got comfortable in the bed. Carmen stripped out of her clothes like an exotic dancer at a men's club.

Carmen stood there nude. She looked radiant. I moved close to her and our moist lips touched. Her body pressed close to mine, and I could hear soft moans escaping her mouth. I loved every minute of it; I got to the point where I could not help myself any longer. I palmed her ass as we continued to kiss. Our tongues danced for a few minutes; then she pulled away and gave me soft pecks around my lips.

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