Our first full-swap experience .... (Warning, this is a long story because I tend to give a lot of details and background information.) | 2016

Some of you may have read the short version of this story when I commented on another users story. He PM'd me and encouraged me to tell the full story here. I hope everyone who reads it finds it worth his encouragement.

My husband & I have been together for 22 years now. We, like lots of couples who have been together that long, decided about a decade ago that we wanted to "spice things up". We called ourselves getting into the lifestyle but we never really made it a lifestyle. It was more like an occasional hobby. We started out joining a website and through that, found out about a local meet n greet. That was how we met Kate. My husband spotted her on the dance floor, flashing her huge tits and dared me to go ask her to let him touch her tits. This was a hell of a way to introduce myself but I took the dare, figuring the worst that could happen is she'd say no and look at me like I was crazy. It was me who had a "You are crazy" look on my face when she said "Sure. Why not." with a big grin on her face. That's how Kate and I met and became friends. We were about the same age and both mothers. She was divorced and in an open relationship with a guy who was also in the lifestyle. We invited her to be the other woman in an FFM threeway and she accepted. Not long after we met, she and her boyfriend broke up and she started spending more and more time with us. She would spend the night at our house at least 4 or 5 times a month. While most guys will live their whole lives never getting a threeway with 2 bi women, my husband drowned in them for over a year. While they liked each other well enough, Kate and I became very close as friends and she told me once in confidence that I was not just the icing but the whole damn cake in the arrangement for her. But she made it clear to my husband, "Let's get it straight. I'm HER girlfriend, not yours. You just get to reap the benefits of that." I found that statement very entertaining. Kate & I were attracted to one another but we also became very good friends and still are now, even though our schedules don't allow us as much time for extra-curricular activities.

A little over a year after we met Kate, she met Jim through a lifestyle website. They hit it off and started dating and then fell in love. Jim is one of those guys who can probably get along with anyone. I liked him right away. He didn't suck up to me but went out of his way to get to know me. I wasn't instantly attracted to him but saw what Kate saw in him. I liked how friendly, funny, sarcastic and kind he was. He's one of those guys who genuinely loves and respects women. They eventually moved in together and are now engaged. I couldn't be more happy for Kate. She deserves every bit of happiness.

The idea of a full swap situation was brought up by my husband and we tried a few different times but at the last minute, for a reason I still have yet to identify, I would freeze up on it and not be able to follow through. The only person who was ever irritated with me for not being able to go through with it was my husband. He really wanted to see me fuck another man but I wasn't very anxious for it myself. Kate and Jim were far more understanding and never uttered a negative word to me.

This all changed one night last winter. Both Kate and my husband have birthdays in December, not too far apart. We've usually gotten together to go out on a weekend night and this past December was no different. We met up at a club where my husband was working for the band that was playing. He was tied up most of the night which probably worked well in his favor. It left me, Kate and Jim hanging out at the bar, drinking beer and doing some shots, me and Kate more so than Jim. The more we drank, the sillier and more playful we got. We introduced Jim to body shots, showing him how to pull shot glasses out of our ample cleavage using only his mouth. Can you believe he'd never done that before? I demonstrated on Kate and then she doubled down and showed him on me. Feeling his hands on my tits as he grabbed the shot with his mouth was pretty hot. A little inkling tickled the back of my mind as he did. Then Kate & I danced together in front of him as he sat in a bar stool and watched. We weren't being lewd or showy, just dancing together.

I think things started to change right about then. Kate leaned close, talking into my ear. "Show Jim that thing you do with your hips. That figure 8 thing you do so well." Side note - I'd given Kate more than one lap dance and she loved them. When I motioned toward a chair for her, she shook her head. "Not on me, silly girl. On him." I shrugged "Sure" and moved over in front of Jim and started doing "that figure 8 thing" I do so well. Kate took the chair I'd motioned toward and watched with a big smile on her face. I started out a good few inches from Jim, my back to him, my hips moving and winding. After a moment or so, I felt his hands on my hips and took a small step back that planted me between his legs, firmly against his thighs. I leaned back against him, my head on his shoulder. He looked at Kate and her expression read "Toldja so." Jim turned his head and said into my ear, "She's right. You are really good at this." I replied, "Thank you." and kept moving. He moved his stubble covered chin against the spot where my neck & shoulder become one and then said "Fuck you're sexy." into my ear. At that, something changed. I felt myself becoming turned on and with the beer and vodka in me, less inhibited. I"m not too inhibited to begin with but do have some restraint that alcohol tends to erase. I notched it up a bit, grinding my ass against his crotch and was rewarded with a moan into my ear. When I was done dancing, Kate told me how hot it was, watching me dance for Jim.

Here and there as the night went on, my husband had been checking in with us, talking about guy things with Jim, being social and friendly. He was in a good mood and having a good night. Not long after the lap dance, Jim and Kate and I had gone outside to have a cigarette and were in a small circle talking. I have wracked my brain to remember what precipitated what happened next but cannot for the life of me. I remember saying "I kinda wanna kiss him." to Kate while looking at Jim. She said "I think you should." then to Jim, "I think she should. She should, right?" Jim shrugged, looking bemused. I leaned over and kissed him gently on the mouth for a few seconds. I pulled back a bit and looked at Kate who again, had that same excited expression on her face that she'd had while watching me give him a lap dance. I looked back to Jim just as my husband walked out of the club, seeing him out of the corner of my eye. Jim pulled me against him and kissed me. What started out small became big and became big pretty fast. I was amazed by how good he kissed. When we stopped kissing a moment or so later, we both had to catch our breath. I turned my head to see my husband standing behind Kate, his arms around her waist, both of them smiling at me. This was the moment they'd been hoping for, that spark I needed to light a fire. And light a fire it did. Kate asked if we wanted to come back to their house after my husband was done for the night & told us that her kids were at their dads. "We'll have the place to ourselves." she said.

Fast forward a couple of hours to Jim & Kate's. Jim & Kate are on one couch and my husband and I are on another. The couches are set up in an L arrangement, not across from each other, to explain how I was able to reach Kate so easily. My husband had removed most of my clothing quickly, leaving me in just a tank top, my tits pulled out over the top. (I'm pretty sensitive about my stretch marks and don't like people seeing them so that's why my tank was still on.) Kate had positioned herself closer to me on her couch and when she leaned up, her ass was in my face. I kissed one ass cheek and smacked it soundly after, causing her to moan loudly. I watched her and Jim whispering in each other's ears right after and then she turned to me. "Take care of Jim." she said. (I kinda wish I'd thought to ask what that little whispered conversation was about. Since it's safe to assume it was about me.) I didn't think twice about it - for once. She moved out of the way and walked around the coffee table to drop to her knees in front of my husband as I climbed from one couch to the other and sat on Jim's lap, facing him. We started kissing again and I felt his hands land on my ass softly. After kissing for a little while, he pushed my hair away from my face and asked me, "Do you have any idea how sexy you are?" I think I must have blushed as I smiled and he smiled back. "You're incredibly sexy, Sugar. And very pretty. Are you ok right now?" I knew he was checking in with me, knowing how nervous I"d been in the past. I nodded. I was more than ok. I was fascinated by everything that was going on at that moment. I hadn't fucked another man in 20some years. I'd forgotten what it was like to have someone new. I was amazed by my body' reaction to him. My husband knows my body like his own and I don't mean to imply that he's not good at working it. He is. He's very good at working my body & knows exactly what I like and exactly how I like it. But anyone who's been married for a long time can tell you, you know what's coming next. You know what to expect. You've forgotten what it's like to be surprised and excited because you're with someone new. Jim played with my tits for awhile, lowering his head and I rested my cheek on top of it and played with his hair. We changed positions and I watched him roll a condom on. As he laid down on top of me, before he entered, he checked in with me again. "Are you ok?" I nodded again."You're sure?" he asked. I grinned up at him and said "Really, really ok." and pulled his mouth to mine. As he pushed his cock inside of me slowly, my back arched up and I moaned loudly. I moved my mouth to his again and sucked on his lower lip. He kissed me a lot as he fucked me and I cursed that awful dry mouth thing that happens when you're breathing heavily. We came one right after the other, me first, then him. He collapsed onto my chest and I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his breathing return to normal. He turned his head and kissed my neck and face and then my mouth. "You ok, baby?" he asked me one more time. "I am more than ok, Jim. But thanks for asking. Over and over." I laughed.

My husband got up and moved over to me as Jim and I detangled ourselves. Jim moved to the other couch with Kate and they watched as my husband kissed me and then jerked off and came on my face. He usually can't cum with anyone but me for some reason. So even though we've been with Kate dozens of times and he's fucked her every which way from Sunday, he always finishes with me, whether it's in my pussy or on my face or body. Shortly thereafter, my husband and I went home and collapsed into bed as the sun came up. He woke me a little after noon and fucked me well. I was a little anxious on the drive home, a little worried about how he'd feel the next "morning" but he was happier than I'd seen him in a while.

Kate and I played Sunday morning quarterback later on in the day, via text. She asked how I felt and how I was doing emotionally. I told her I was fine and how happy my husband seemed to be. She told me she and my husband hadn't really even fucked because they were both so busy watching Jim and I have sex. She told me how hot it was watching Jim fuck me, how it not only ticked her little voyeur box but even more so that it was 2 people she loved and was so attracted to. She told me that it was the first time she'd gotten to see him fuck another woman which really surprised me. I assumed they'd long ago had an FFM and that Jim must have fucked another woman by that point. Kate told me no, because, as she put it, "Bitches be crazy. You can't trust just anyone." I also had a text conversation with Jim and he, too, wanted to know how I was doing. I replied "LOL Why is everyone so worried about me and how I"m doing?" He told me the first time for anything like this can bring a whole barrage of feelings. I told him that the only feeling I was having was that I'd really like to do it again sometime. He texted back that that was a good thing because he definitely wanted some more, too.

That night was 6 months ago and we haven't had a chance to do it again yet. But I'm definitely hoping we will. I'm also really glad that our first full swap situation was with Kate and Jim. It was a pretty perfect scenario and I came out of it feeling very cared for, since everyone else involved made sure to let me know exactly that. I suspect that had it been anyone else, it could've gone very badly or left a bad taste in my mouth and I'd never have wanted to do it again. I don't recommend that everyone engage in extra-curricular sexual activities but if you know your marriage can benefit from it and are tempted, well, you might have an incredible night like I did. At least, I hope you do.