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The Night We Almost Read It Wrong
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They were sitting in the truck after the initial meet and greet, talking about how they seemed to be just not into us. They had never “failed” to impress someone before.
Viridiana fidgeted with the fuzz on her tight leather pants and started to take off her fuck-me boots. No need to keep them on for the long ride home.
Donovan looked over at her, thinking it must be him. She was perfect: the blue tank top contrasted with her strawberry blonde hair, a perfect symbolization of her Gemini birth sign. Water and fire, innocent and sexy, a succubus in an angel's body. She had really thought the guy was hot. That was so rare.
She looked over and smiled sadly at him. "I'm sorry." She kissed his shoulder and rested her head on it. "It was probably me. I'm just not talkative enough."
He grabbed her thigh and squeezed. "At least I'm going home with the hottest woman. We always win, no matter what."
She smiled for real this time, a happy smile, and they kissed. The moment was interrupted by the buzz buzzzz of a new message. Donovan looked at his phone:
WE THINK YOU GUYS ARE HOT. WE'D LIKE TO TALK MORE AT OUR HOUSE.
Viridiana started putting her boots back on. "Looks like we didn't fail."
Donovan parked behind Brent's car in the driveway and kept the lights on so Viridiana could see. She walked up to join Shelly, and the two women went on through the garage and into the kitchen, laughing as they walked. Donovan switched off the lights and joined Brent.
"I thought for sure you weren't into us," he said.
Brent shook his head slightly. "Not at all. We were just trying to decide on a hotel or our house. Come on. They'll get started without us if we wait too long."
The two walked into the house and found their women already pouring drinks for everyone. They had a large round table for a bar, filled with dozens of spirits. Any drink we could think of, they could make. These two knew how to entertain!
The four swingers stood around the kitchen, talking more easily now that they were away from the crowds in the restaurant. It was difficult to have a real adult conversation around vanillas. The topics moved quickly along an expected flow: nice house, how did you start swinging, what all have you done, have you gone to any events, etc. The typical casual conversation of those in the lifestyle.
Four drinks in, and questions about Viridiana's piercings arose. She pulled the tank top up and showed off her large attention getters with small hard attention getters on each one. Tonight she had worn blue sparkling crystal piercings. Shelly asked if she could touch, and as soon as she began caressing, she leaned in and began to gently swirl her tongue around. Viridiana inhaled slowly and deeply. She could achieve an orgasm from this alone, but Shelly didn’t know that. The licking ended abruptly as Shelly raised up and took her top off. She dropped it to the tile floor with a seductive smile and unhooked her bra, which she dropped, as well.
Now it was Viridiana’s turn. Shelly’s breasts were natural, with slightly upturned nipples that both pointed straight ahead. Viridiana sucked on one while cupping the other, then switched. She grabbed both and pointed the nipples inward, so she could flick her tongue on both at once.
“Oh my god!” Shelly gasped, grabbing handfuls of fiery hair and pulling Viridiana’s head into her breast.
Brent looked at Donovan and raised an eyebrow to ask permission. Donovan nodded with a smile. Brent moved behind Viridiana and pulled his pants down. He was already almost at his full 8”. He began to undo her pants. They dropped around her ankles along with her panties. He pulled her hips back so his cock slid across the underside of her pussy. They both moaned. Her because of the anticipation of what was to come, him because she was already dripping warm nectar onto him.
“I can’t wait,” he said as Viridiana turned to him.
“Who said you had to?” she teased.
He grabbed a handful of hair and gently pushed her head down. She stepped out of one leg of her pants and smiled. He rubbed his cock briefly on her meaty lips to make sure entry was smooth, and pushed inside her. She made that face all women make when a fantastic cock goes inside them. In any other situation, it would be one of pain: slightly open mouth, eyebrows raised in the middle, a furrowed brow, and a quick gulp of air. But this was immediately followed by the eyes turning white as they rolled involuntarily into her head. When the guy says “oh fuck” on entry, he probably isn’t going to last long.
This time, it was Viridiana who mumbled, “Oh FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" She looked like a woman possessed as he pushed 4 inches inside, then out, 5 inches in, then out, 6 inches in, then out, and so on, until he was fully inside her dripping tunnel. Seconds later Viridiana convulsed. She was the one who didn’t last. And it kept going. “Harder!” she said through gritted teeth. “Yeah, harder!” She reached back and clawed with her stiletto nails at his hips, leaving red marks.
Shelly looked at Donovan. “Your turn,” she said as she dropped her skirt, revealing something rarer than a red bush, a honey golden blonde bush. She took his shirt off and looked at the curve of the muscles underneath the chest hair and purred as she pawed him. “Strip and sit,” she said dominantly, in total contrast to how she had been acting.
She pushed his naked muscular body onto the leather recliner and kissed him on the lips, then sucked his nipples, then grabbed his cock with two hands and began to suck wildly. It felt good to Donovan, but no woman had the skills or stamina to make him cum. She kept on, twirling her hands, sucking hard, popping her mouth off. Humming, shoving it deep into her throat. And when he finally miraculously got close, she told him to wait. She jumped up and slid onto him with a sloppy wet pussy and began to grind and bounce. In minutes Donovan exploded with one of the most intense cumshots ever inside her. Partially because he could hear Viridiana getting her world rocked from the 8” jackhammer god in the kitchen. She came over at last, spent, to see what had happened, and as soon as Donovan shot his load into her pussy, Viridiana pushed Shelly onto the couch and because eating that cum filled pussy out. Donovan moved behind her, not wanting sloppy seconds to go to waste. He pounded for a solid five minutes before he exploded again.
The night was a blur then, with euphoric people trying to find their clothes and sober up a bit. The four talked about how awesome this had been, and how they definitely had to do this more often. Everyone left happy and fulfilled, sated by lust, covered in juices but not their own, enjoying the scent of a strange women on their women. Making the post-encounter sex all the more intense once everyone was home. All in all, a good night. Swingers rocking swingers. Consent and craziness!
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