Chapter 1: Our first visit to the swing club

It was our first trip to the swing club. On-site fucking was not supposed to be allowed, but we’d been told they didn’t do much to stop it as long as it didn’t get too far out of hand, like the orgy rooms at Plato’s Retreat had been. So on that first trip there we’d just enjoyed a great dinner and way too much booze accompanying it. The Grey Goose martini followed by a bottle of Silver Oak wine with dinner had me toasted, so when my husband suggested we visit a club he’d heard about I agreed we try it. I knew what kind of a club it was, as we’d talked about visiting one a few times, so after another drink at the club’s bar I was really toasted ... and horny as hell, so when my ex took out his cock and had me suck him right there at the bar I was glad no one tried to stop us. Instead, a guy move behind me and raised up my skirt and lay it across my back as I sucked my husband. I knew everyone would be able to see my red bikini panties, and it excited me, especially when I turned to look at him and the guy was good looking, so when he smiled at me I smiled back, then returned to sucking my husband’s growing cock. I looked up at Bob, and was happy to see the approving grin on his face as the guy behind me took out his cock and moved my bikini panties aside. Then I felt it ... his hard cock ... pressing against the opening of my by then very wet pussy. I looked up at my husband again, and his eyes were glazed over with obvious excitement, so when he said, “Fuck her” to the guy behind me I almost came. To be bent over like that, in front of a group of horny onlookers, as I sucked my husband’s cock and a stranger was behind me poking his now hard NAKED cock around in my pussy area ... well ... unless you’ve ever been in a position like that you can’t possibly now how hot it was making me. And then he did it.