An orgy in a blur [t/f/m/f] | 2016

When we go out to this club I find it really important to tell people right off the bat that I'm transgender. It is a swingers club. And after an hour or so of flirting and finding out the girl you've chumming it up with has a penis and you aren't interested is just time wasted. (And now you know too, so get out if ya can't handle it!)

My wife and I have been married for four years now and I've been in transition for two years (though medically only one year) and we are still head over heels for each other. Why do we come to swingers clubs then? We are both kind of sluts. We have this insatiable urge to try new things and that often involves fucking.

To be frank, we're a bit inexperienced. We've only done the “full swap” once and majority of our orgies were fairly tame. That was not to be the case tonight.

I was honestly surprised we got a night out! Our babysitter pool is small and we were at a funeral earlier in the day. The initial plan was to go out with some family, have a few drinks, and relax. But one after another they all dropped like flies until it was just her and I.

“We could go to the club,” she said. There is only one club we go to. So we dress to go out!

My wife is gorgeous. Her family is middle eastern so her skin is the beautiful tan and her hair comes to her shoulders like shimmering raven silk. She has these wonderful curves and a magnificent ass and when coupled with her full DD breasts she stands out like no other. Tonight she wears this black flowy dress that flares above her knees and she tops it off with a dark red lipstick (two actually, we're kind of make up aficionados, but I'm not sure you all want a deep insight into our bottomless armorie).

I am a fair bit taller to say the least. I'm 6'2 and very slender. My breasts are just one the verge of B's, but I have legs for days so I work that particular asset. I wear this skin tight strappy thing that barely stops at my ass and reveals almost all of my back. I brush out my brilliant red hair which is so thick a simple brushing makes it look I have a blow out. A bit of perfume on freckled porcelain skin and we head out!

Hmm... this is already getting kind of long so I'll leave out a substantial part of the evening. We were playing pool and making fun bets with these two other couples. They were awesome. We were all flirting and things might have gone places but we are pretty sure one wife didn't really want a transgirl and the other (poor thing) started her period at the club. She was so upset and gave us a long make out session before she left, obviously a little jaded at her poor misfortune.

That leads us to who we will call Jason and Sarah. I had noticed Jason staring at me from the bar. Not just these casual looks, but flat out staring (I'll admit, it's hard to be modest, but I'm fucking stunning and I know it and I love the attention so I go with it). I point it out to my wife and she pushes me over to talk to them.

Jason looks almost Arabic and he is in a discussion with someone how he just got in trouble with a cop that day for putting a can in a backpack! It was profiling at it's worst. A quick talk (because my wife is actually middle eastern, nice ice breaker) finds he's ethnically from Germany and England. He has super dark hair and eyes. A full beard that is closely trimmed and the same goes with what hair he has left on his balding head.

Sarah had dressed up for the evening as well. It is this frilly lingerie thing that wouldn't have gone amiss in a burlesque show. I think it was purple (I was getting a bit drunk by this point). She's short and comes off a little shy. She has brown hair pulled into a pony tail and these small eyes and a button nose. Cute is the word that comes to mind.

So I give them the schpeel. “I'm trans, blah blah blah.”

“Oh? We are pansexual,” he says. In my head it is like we just won the freaking lottery.

We all get to talking. For those of you inexperienced in the swinging world there is a progression how things go. Introductions and flirtings are the obvious part. The list of sexual stops and gos is the less talked about but essential part of swinging. We find out they are pretty much on the same level as us. We both want a full blown orgy experience. Sharing is caring. Teamwork makes the dreamwork. All that fun stuff.

We pick a room in the back. People can still come by and see us through the windows but it gets less traffic. And not a second later Jason is kissing me.

I have never been with a man before. I hadn't really even kissed a man so this was unfamiliar territory for me but it was something I wanted. He knew that and so I was (thankfully) pretty much in charge of this experience. His beard was rough around my lips but not unpleasant. His hands are roaming my body and it all feels unreal.

Meanwhile my wife and Sarah are kissing and falling to the bed. It quickly becomes clear that there is something my wife wants very clearly. She wants to eat pussy. I pull her away for a quick kiss as we all slip onto the bed, making sure she knows I'm still here! She has this hunger in her eyes and as soon as our tongues untangle she's right to Sarah, stripping away the fabric from her breasts and taking the nipples into her mouth.

Jason touches me. I suddenly realize I had a decision to make. I'm not against using my cock, but estrogen makes it a bit harder to keep erections. I wasn't sure I wanted to use it. Sex my wife had been a far more “lesbian” experience for a while now.

I told him I didn't know if it would work and he understood. I had him lay down and I straddled him. I pulled his shirt over his head and was faced with another unknown. A hairy man. I ran my hands over his chest and stomach. It was far finer than I thought it would be.

My wife was now buried in Sarah's cunt. Her fingers and tongue working in an inexperienced, but thrilling unison. She was absolutely going to town and the low moans from Sarah showed she was enjoying every second of it.

I wasted no more time. I wanted a cock. I wanted to see it, to taste it, to feel it in my mouth. I pulled his pants down and the elastic of his underwear pulled his cock down so when it crossed the tip it sprung up to meet me.

I think I moaned as I took it in my hands. In my mind it was perfect. It wasn't small and it wasn't terrifyingly large either. I was Goldilocks and it was just right.

When I took him in my mouth he moaned, “Oh fuck.” And I went to work. I kissed the tip and licked up and down his shaft before taking him in my mouth. I've seen porn, I have a cock, I think I have a general knowledge of what works. I spit on it and took his balls in my mouth. I used my hand and stroked up and down with a subtle twist while my mouth sucked the head.

The scene was surreal and I was quickly fading into an oblivion of sensory overload. For a while things become disjointed and unattached from themselves. Afterward I had told my wife this. The whole world had gone grey and the only color was in this small room. My wife was putting Sarah into continuous throws of passion and my cock, surprisingly was quite hard.

There was lube and a condom. A stroke and an approving kiss and a whispered, “You have nothing to be modest about, this is one of the thickest cocks I've had.” And yes, my dick is pretty big. A bit smaller now that I've been on a hormonal cocktail, but still easily clearing more than six inches and fairly thick as well.

Jason lays out before me and I find his ass and slip in. He yelps and tells me to go slow, and after a few moments I find a rhythm. I grab my wife for a kiss as I fuck him. Her lips are slightly swollen and her face glistens with sex. The taste is so erotic.

After a bit of this I start to go soft and I slip out. It isn't that I'm not turned on, it just happens. I've come to grips with it and I do have viagra but I can't take it when I drink (though I rarely take it anyway because the headache afterward is unbearable).

I take the condom off and we all switch! I'm not sure what my wife and Jason were doing at this point, the blur was becoming real by then. But now it was my turn to eat Sarah out. And I love eating pussy. She is soaked from my wife and so very tasty. My tongue finds a mild paced rhythm while my index finger curls up to find her spot. Afterward she says she felt so spoiled from all the attention.

I have to take a moment to sit back. The room isn't spinning from the alcohol but my brain is humming. The blur. The overload of all these bodies and the sweet tastes and the smell of sweat and sex. It is like a high that threatens to consume me and not let me out.

So I watch. My wife buries herself in Sarah and Jason fucks my wife from behind. The blur starts to subside and I can see this moment so clearly. Sarah laying back into the corner of the bed, thrashing about, my wife in the middle as she's getting pounded by Jason behind her. It is so fucking hot. I am starting to get hard again and I'm absently stroking my cock. The sight and sounds of my wife moaning into a pussy with a hard cock in her. Ugh, it is so good.

Jason sees this and wants more. Another condom and a quick shot of lube and now Jason is riding me. My hands are on that hairy body and he is getting faster and faster.

“I want you to cum all over me,” I say with a moan of urgency. And I want it. I really want it. I want it to splash all over my tits and face and everywhere.

“Oh fuck,” he grunts. “I'm going to cum.”

And he does. And it was glorious. I felt it rush up over my belly to my sternum and fall in sticky pools all over my stomach. He slows his grinding of my cock in his ass and pulls out excruciatingly slow. I run my fingers through his cum and then taste it. So perfect.

My wife and Sarah slow and we all collapse on each other in this gentle pile of cuddling. We talk for a long while, the blur gone, the reality of the couples watching us fuck through the windows returning. It was awesome.

And that was that. We exchanged information and will probably do this all again. When we got home my wife and I fucked in the shower, than again in the morning. It's kind of strange how good swinging brings you closer together but I don't question it.

Thanks for reading! This is my first post here though I've lurked for quite awhile. If you have any questions, especially about trans stuff, I'd be more than happy to answer them. I know a lot of people can be curious about that.