Shanie had a swinging time with friends on a night out.
Having recently become single, and feeling gloomy as a result, I accepted an offer from my good friends Polly and Mark for a “fun night out”. Both being playful and well aware of their sexy vibe, they dallied in swinging and the thought of going along to a ‘high-class swingers’’ party with them made me giddy with anticipation.
The night of our outing I put on a dress with no bra, though I did wear a thong. They surprised me by picking me up in a black stretch limo and, inside, Polly promised me ‘the craziest time’ before making a toast after pouring us each a glass of Cristal and making a toast “to great friends who are about the become even closer”..
A few moments later we pulled up outside a huge mansion with a grand exterior, edged by immaculate lawns. As we entered, tanned, muscular men wearing tuxedos took our coats.
Inside the mansion was busy with a rainbow of beautiful eye-candy and naked skin. Gorgeous men and women oozing sex appeal, some kissing and touching, others getting up to much more. I made my way across a marble dance floor and to a pool area. It was then that I turned around and realised I’d lost my friends.
Far from being worried though, I felt butterflies form in my tummy as my naughty side was began to awake from its slumber. The place, its sexy people and their erotic adventures aroused every inch of me.
Heading back and down a dimly-lit hallway, looking into rooms draped with velvet, silk with lustful couples, I finally entered a room that was somehow even more seductive than the others.
The first thing I heard was a deep, throaty groan from a woman enjoying the pleasure of two men licking her arse. Watching, I was suddenly flushed with the most intense sexual wanting of my life. That’s when I noticed a large, muscled man sitting to my right, stroking his penis – one made for the gods. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“Would you like to touch it?” he asked.
I mumbled something like, “Um, can I?”, and he said to be his guest so I fell to my knees and tickled the tip of his cock with my tongue. Looking up into his eyes, I then dove down on his member, taking it deep into my mouth. Dancing to the rhythm of his sexily swaying hips, a few minutes later I was pulled back to reality with the feeling of my thong being slid aside and a gentle yet cunning finger entering my dripping pussy.
I looked behind me and realised that it was Polly touching my drenched opening. I groaned and pushed back in pleasure. With my moan of pleasure I felt my god push his cock back in my mouth, even deeper. His thrusts and Polly’s licks deep inside me created a wave of orgasmic pulses through my body and I came. The god erupted with his sweet succulence too.
Overwrought, I slowly returned to my senses and felt a wet tongue tickling my nipple. I realised Mark had lowered himself between my legs and Polly, while she tantalised his penis, was looking up at me between my swollen tits with a classic ‘fuck me’ stare. I realised that the night was yet young and that it was a great evening to be single.
