My husband and I got into swinging almost immediately after we met each other. Both of us had been married before, and both of us had been cheated on. I, in turn, cheated on my previous cheating husband. From day one we bonded heavily over the thought of just being honest and transparent with each other. Every person notices attractive people, and every person has thoughts about other people. Why hide it or lie about it? Turns out that honesty is a huge turn-on!

From day one we both experienced the best sex either of us had ever had. Absolutely amazing! We had very little boundaries and it seemed nothing was off limits. We both admitted that the thought of swinging was something we were interested in. I had been with women in the past and dabbled in the lifestyle with past relationships. It seems it's always been a part of my life in some way, although to a much lesser extent and not formally. I had been shared with other men before, and it was just ok. Probably because of who I was married to.

My husband now is my absolute best friend! Before anything we both have so much trust in each other. In the end, no matter what happens, we know we're going home together. I've learned there's really no better feeling in a relationship, and damn what have I been missing?

When going through messages from our anonymous swinger profile, we received a message and a photograph from a single guy. The photograph was faceless and was cut off above his manhood. This guy had a great body, very fit, muscular, chiseled abs, along with a nicely tanned complexion. My husband saw the message first, as he usually did. He was always very careful in the triage process and I probably only ever see less than one percent of the people who write to us. 

I was intrigued immediately seeing the picture, and admittedly, my panties experienced a bit of precipitation. He was younger than me by almost twenty years. I've always had a secret "thing" for younger guys. My oldest son's friends always hit on me and I'm not gonna lie, it turned me on. I made out with a couple of them and even ended up fucking one of them. Of course, I waited until they turned eighteen. 

I told my husband that I was interested and to go ahead and write him to see what came of it. My husband always did the communication, and I would join in when someone, or a couple, got through the selection process. After sharing several messages back and forth and establishing that there was a mutual interest, our prospect casually asked if we wanted a picture of his cock. Of course we, I, did! That would be a requirement prior to meeting any guy. I'm into a nicely shaven or tightly manicured fun zone on my guys, and it is important to me. 

When the photograph came through we were both caught off guard. His cock was massive! There was no mention of this anywhere on his profile, and he hadn't even brought it up in conversation. Most guys on lifestyle websites who sport such appendages tend to advertise them, because many hotwives or couples specifically search for that attribute. Naturally, it certainly doesn't hurt their chances in finding interested parties. We both immediately worried that we may be getting catfished, or cockfished in this instance. He was also very smoothly groomed, filling that requirement for me as well.

He told us that he was about eleven inches, and he didn't appear to be exaggerating. Perhaps more impressive was his girth. I would say it was as big around as my husband's wrist. I'm pretty sure I drooled a little staring at it, and I definitely couldn't hide my excitement. I'm not a size queen at all, and in general, I prefer my husband's seven-inch screw with above-average girth. I call this the perfect for everyday use size. Still, what girl doesn't enjoy getting fucked senseless and feeling her pussy filled wall to wall every now and then? It's really just human nature. I knew my husband was also getting hard at the thought of watching the love of his life take this redwood in her tight little pussy.

We continued to talk and eventually got to the point where we were comfortable sharing face pictures with one another. To my relief, he was very handsome as well. Dark hair to go along with his nicely tanned skin. 

We agreed to meet in a public place, as we normally do on a first introduction. We chose a small sports bar that was far enough away from our home that we weren't likely to see anyone we knew. I was wearing a sexy low-cut satin blouse, along with a very short jean skirt. Of course, the bra and panties did not make their way into my wardrobe this night. My nipples would be permanently hard rubbing up against the soft naughty material of my blouse. My husband loved showing me off, and it made me feel good. Oddly, I have more confidence in myself when I see guys checking me out.

We arrived at the bar early to make sure we could have a couple drinks and loosen up a bit. When he walked into the bar, I was pleased to see that he was very well dressed, and he carried himself very well. Upon doing introductions, my husband shook his hand first, and he introduced himself as David. This was likely not his real name, as it was very common in the lifestyle to use "stage" names. We did too. When it got to my turn, he was a gentleman, giving me a firm hug and kiss on the cheek. My first feel of his firm body was short, but gave me butterflies and that warm tingly feeling instantly.

David sat down with us and ordered a beer. We were very comfortable right away and wasted no time getting into flirty conversations. David was very well-spoken and seemed educated, which was very sexy as well. Conversation was easy and the three of us were hitting it off fabulously. My husband and I have learned that inviting a single person into the bedroom was less complicated and had a higher probability of enjoyment for all. With two couples, there are really four separate relationships that have to mesh, and then there's always the need to navigate comfort zones of each couple and all individuals.

Speaking to David, I couldn't help but picture his lips against mine and his strong hands ravishing my body. This was definitely a go from my side. I'm sure David caught me blatantly staring at his pants trying to see if there was evidence of the massive forbidden fruit he promised in his pictures. There was definitely more meat packaged in there than the average Joe, from what I could tell. I was still leery about being cockfished, and I hoped deeply that this was not the case.

While we were speaking, I made sure to position myself in a manner that allowed him to have a peek up my skirt. I knew he noticed my shaven little pussy by the way he paused briefly and lost focus mid-sentence. I wanted him to know I was interested.

After talking for a while, David excused himself to go to the restroom. This is generally an act of courtesy in the lifestyle and it allows the couple to speak about how they are feeling. I'm not sure if this was David's intent, but it came at the perfect time. Generally, the conversation doesn’t need to go beyond a yes or a no from each of us, and that decision is respected wholeheartedly. My husband asked me how I felt about David, and I gave him a hard yes. My husband was all go with the situation too, which didn't surprise me at all.

When David came back from his short break, we had this same conversation with him, relaying our approval. We asked David if he wanted to come back to our house with us. David commented on how sexy I was and didn't waste time in accepting the offer. David agreed to follow us to our house, which happened to be heading back toward where he traveled from. This turned out to be very convenient.

When we arrived at our house my husband invited David to sit on the couch, as he went to make everyone drinks. I took it upon myself to sit next to David, and we carried on with small talk and flirty banter. I know it turned my husband on to see me move in on another guy so freely. He always encouraged me to just be myself and follow any urges I may have. He finds this very sexy, and as mentioned, the pure honest nature of it is something that only makes us closer as a couple.

My husband came back with drinks and sat on the couch across from us. Hubby had a perfect view up my tiny skirt, which had ridden up as skirts do when you sit down. Usually, a girl would adjust her skirt at this moment, but I didn't want to. My husband could easily see my glistening pussy, and David could see all the way up my soft thighs to just below the precious Y. I knew David knew exactly what awaited him, as I had given him a preview earlier.

While we all talked David and I were very touchy and flirty. At one point David rested his hand on my leg, almost holding my upper thigh in his hand. This entire process was such a huge buildup for me, and by this time I was extremely fucking horny. I couldn't wait to fuck David! I remained patient, as the flirting and sexual buildup was one of the most exciting parts of these situations.

During our conversation, my husband excused himself to use the restroom. He wasn't gone long. When he came back, he found the love of his life passionately making out with David, and the two of us exploring each other's bodies uncontrollably. We knew he walked back in, but we didn't even acknowledge his presence and just continued as if not even noticing. We were both very into what was happening, and I knew my husband approved as well.

David had a rock-hard body just as his picture portrayed, and I was loving feeling every inch of it. My husband is generally in good shape himself and he's a very attractive man, but his body was nothing close to David's. While I absolutely love my husband, I was really going to enjoy this!

David couldn't help but explore my large breasts and grope them with his strong hands. It didn't take much movement of my blouse before my erect nipples were exposed and he was kissing, licking, and sucking each one carefully. I absolutely love my nipples played with, and this has a direct attachment to my love button. I couldn't help but breathe harder and moan as David was ravishing my breasts and kissing my neck.

I too was feeling my way around David’s man curves. I didn't waste any time as my hand made its way down to feel what David had going on down there. I was relieved to find a massive fuck stick in his pants, just as I had been longed for all night. I rubbed David's cock through his pants and I could tell he was very turned on as well, obviously. David's hand made its way down to my throbbing pussy and he quickly learned just how excited I was. I opened my legs for David to see my pretty little cunt. David knew I couldn't wait for him to touch it. David began fingering my pussy as his lips remained locked on my nipple.

I knew my husband was getting quite the show, as he was positioned perfectly to view his pride and joy getting finger fucked by David. He could also see me rubbing David's giant bulge right in front of him. I was so into this moment that I don't even remember looking at my husband once. I heard the occasional comment of approval when he murmured how "fucking hot" it was. He was right! 

By this time, we could all hear the sound of David's fingers plunging in and out of my sopping-wet love hole. I was SO wet!!! David made his way down to my sweet dessert and slowly began to make out with my delicious folds. Fuck he knew what he was doing! I sternly held David's head between my legs, urging him to continue what he was doing. I continued progressively panting as my eyes rolled back into my head. I could feel David's tongue inside my pussy, trying to reach deeper to taste every bit of my sweet juices. He commented on how great I tasted. 

At this point I wanted my husband to know how much I appreciated him, and I told him to come to me. I was very shaky as I tried to unbuckle his belt. My husband took over and finished the task, unzipping his pants for me. He leaned down and we kissed passionately, David still fully involved between my legs. My husband couldn't stop proclaiming how hot this was and I'm not sure he could say much else. 

We took a break from kissing, and I couldn't wait to get my husband's cock out of his pants. I really wanted to show him my gratitude. At this moment, I paused briefly to take in the site of the two sexy men I would be ravaged by soon. I truly am a lucky girl.

By the time I got my lips onto my husband's hardware, I could taste the excitement dripping down his shaft. I graciously licked it up before lowering my mouth onto him. It was hard to stay focused on the task in hand, David still eating me out, and me wanting him inside me. 

I made the suggestion that we move to the bedroom, where there would be more room. David and I walked ahead of my husband and made it bedside before we began making out again. Once again, I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even know where my husband was. I just knew he followed and was there. 

It was finally time to unleash what David had kept couped up all night, and I couldn't wait! I helped undo David's belt and he was happy to do the rest. It seemed like David pulled his pants down to his knees before his massive cock finally sprung out. OH MY GAWD!!!! I couldn't help but reach over and grab it immediately, just wanting to feel it in my hand. My hands were nowhere near able to reach completely around it. I wanted his sirloin in my mouth badly. I knew I couldn't take the whole thing, but I was going to try! 

I licked David's dick up and down and made love to it as he did to my pussy. I made circles with my tongue, savoring the precum sneaking out of his massive tip. When I finally wrapped my lips around him, I took him as deep into my throat as he would go. My mouth barely fit around him, but I proudly swallowed at least nine inches. I knew my husband was proud, and probably masturbating vigorously. I was still not sure where he was and I didn't care. 

I enjoyed sucking David and I didn't want to stop, but I was so ready to feel him inside me. I couldn't wait anymore. I got up on the bed on all fours and would have him start by fucking me from behind. David put a condom on and finally, the wait was over. My husband appeared next to me and put his hand on my back, as I simultaneously felt David at heaven’s gate. I looked up at my husband and locked eyes with him, as David entered me. My husband was in complete awe when he watched me push myself back into David, forcing his cock deep in me. FUCK IT FELT SO FUCKING GOOD! I wanted David to fuck me hard and stretch my dirty little hole wide open for hubby.

As David fucked me with his massive staff, my husband put his cock by my face so I could suck him, and I did. I sucked his medium stick for a short bit before pushing it away. I had never rejected my husband before, and I think he was in shock. He could tell I wanted nothing to do with his hole punch at this moment. I wanted to feel every bit of David's pole thrust into me, and I wanted to be fully involved in the moment. David began fucking me deep with every inch, balls thumping my button, hands grasping my hips, pulling me into him as hard and fast as he could. I was squealing. I could feel David's huge weapon absolutely destroying my little fuck hole. It would be so stretched by the time my husband got to fuck it.

At one moment I had to stop David. I'm sure he knew I was cumming all over him, but I tried my best to pretend otherwise. I just didn't want him to stop. After a brief pause, I immediately pushed him into me again, forcing the whole pylon as deep into me as possible. David fucked me more, and hard. We all heard just how much my body loved it with the sounds of my juices making David's job easier. 

My husband, still there by my side, said he wanted to see David fuck me without a condom. I wanted that too! David hesitated for a second, before pulling off the armor exposing the bare skin of his ram. I rolled over onto my back so I could watch David fuck me with his bare piston. 

The feeling of David's Titanic, touching my slit and pressing into me, almost made me cum immediately once more. I got to watch David entering into me, and I could see my pussy stretch around him. I knew my husband was watching it too. David was so strong that he was able to hold my hips up and get into a position above me, gaining direct pressure to my G-spot. My husband leaned down real close and asked if I wanted David to cum in me. Holy fuck did I ever! Then hearing my husband say, "Cum in her little pussy," only excited me more. I honestly don't know who was more excited though, me or my husband. 

David replied to my husband asking if he was sure, and my husband said, "Please cum in her fucking pussy!"

David kept fucking my little cunt until he was ready. He pushed every last piece of his mass as deep as it would go into me. I could feel every vein pulsating against the walls of my vagina. I could feel David shooting his cum deep inside me, and fuck it felt so good! David gently pulled himself out of me, continuing to cum in every inch of my tunnel. David finished cumming just as he pulled out his last inch. David was sure to leave the last drop of his cum right at the mouth of my newly wrecked pussy. I wish I had photos of my beautiful creampie to remember this moment.

I lay there in exhaustion as David proceeded to get dressed. He was clearly content. David kissed me once more before leaving. I knew my husband was waiting his turn patiently, and I knew what he wanted. My husband couldn't wait as he buried his face into my freshly fucked pussy. He grabbed my hips and rolled me on top of him, positioning my cream-filled prize right in his desperate mouth. I was turned on again instantly! I sat every ounce of me onto my man's face and fed David's cum to him from my dripping cunt.

I smothered my husband and rode his face back and forth with David's jizz rubbing all over his face and into his mouth. He could barely breathe, and he absolutely loved it! I could hear my husband whacking his prick uncontrollably in excitement and I could feel his tongue reach as deep as it could go, trying to get every drop. I obliged him, and forced every last bit I could into his mouth.

"You like that?" I asked, to which he mumbled, "Fuck yes!"

I ordered him to eat every last bit out of Mommy's pussy, and he did. 

When my husband finished lapping up as much of Davis as he could, he rolled me over onto my back, placing himself on top of me. We locked into the hottest kiss ever, sharing David's cum between us. I licked as much as I could off of his lips. My husband couldn't wait any longer, he was ready to reclaim my fresh fuck hole, and I couldn't wait to feel him.

While the physical feeling of David inside me was amazing, there's really nothing that can compare to the feeling and emotions that come with making love to my absolute best friend on the planet. We both know that nothing could ever replace the feelings we have for each other, and anything outside of us always ends with us. It truly is the most amazing feeling to be this open with someone, and experiences like these only bring us closer. 

My husband slowly pressed his cock into me, and I know he was savoring everything about that moment, as I was too. He could feel what was left of David's cum inside of his queen. He could feel how stretched my pussy was from getting destroyed by David's monster cock. We could still taste and smell David's cum as we kissed. I knew my husband was replaying everything that had just happened, probably still in disbelief.

After taking that savory moment in, he took my pussy back for himself. We both recalled what just happened, every bit of it while making love so incredibly intense. THIS is a moment that is unexplainable to anyone who hasn't experienced it.

To this day David still writes me, and I'll get a random dick pic from him here and there. I've met David by myself a few times and the sex is always good. I mean you can't teach size. Of course, my husband always encourages me to indulge. When I come home, he always comments about how he can feel how destroyed and loose my pussy is. As always, we proceed to have amazing sex! I really am living a girl’s dream!