“So, I Think We should Suck Their Cocks.” My Wife and I Swapped with Tiffany and Patrick — Part I
Lauren and Tiffany, both buzzed and eager for naughty fun, got on their knees like whores and sucked our dicks.
My wife, Lauren, and I rarely drink more than two alcoholic beverages per night at our lifestyle club. Staying sober is an important part of responsibly navigating the swinger lifestyle. But on this night, in the company of two very good lifestyle friends of ours, Lauren and I got a bit sloppy. After three glasses of wine each, Lauren and Patrick’s bride, Tiffany, found themselves tipsy, extremely horny and dying for a swap.
There we sat in a booth at our club, Tiffany next to me and Lauren next to Patrick. Tiffany and I had already kissed several times and Patrick and Lauren had done the same. I could feel the building sexual energy and couldn’t wait to get a piece of Tiffany’s ass. I’ve always struggled to sexually contain myself when I’m with Tiffany. I’ve had moments of feelings for her. I was pretty sure Patrick felt the same about Lauren. How could he not?
Yet I’ve never made any attempt to conceal my intense attraction to or occasional feelings for Tiffany, a 45-year-old redhead with fair skin, a seductive smile and a 5'6" body that might well have been shaped and proportioned to sheer perfection by the most generous hands of nature itself. A mother of two, she has deadly feminine curves and an intoxicating eroticism to her. I know of no wife — not even my own — who can go into full-on slut mode quite the way Tiffany can. That side of her drives me wild, stirring the most primal of urges. She’s always been happy to let me partake in her body. I’ve slept with her many times, but it could never be enough.
The two wives’ desire to swap on this night was hardly a news flash. Lauren and I had already arranged with Tiffany and Patrick to have some fun, and here we now were sitting in the lounge getting handsy with the other’s spouse — what the lifestyle is all about at its essence (swapping). But the wives, neither totally drunk but both definitely heavily buzzed, appeared eager to up the sexual ante. They’d get no pushback on their slutty intentions from Patrick and me.
“Lauren,” Tiffany said before a bit of an awkward pause, as if she were trying to gather herself.
Lauren leaned into the table to hear what Tiffany said next. Patrick and I tried to stay cool.
“So,” Tiffany said, again pausing, “I’m kind of drunk and feeling quite — how shall I say it? — uninhibited….”
“You mean horny?” I teased.
“Um, yeah, horny is a good word,” Tiffany admitted, winking at me. “And a bit drunk, too.”
“So, yeah, me, too,” Lauren offered.
“Are you drunk or horny?” Patrick asked my wife.
She laughed. “Well, both?” she answered.
“So, Lauren, I think we should suck their cocks. What do you think?” Tiffany suggested.
“Well, I think I probably agree,” replied Lauren, who by now was rubbing Patrick’s dick over his slacks.
“Glad we both agree,” Tiffany responded, massaging my balls over my pants, “because our husbands have such big cocks and what woman — pardon me, women — wouldn’t want to blow them?”
The two wives, continuing to drink their glasses of wine, clearly were saying what they knew would get Patrick and me as hot for both of them as humanly possible. This was so much fun!
“So, adding to your idea,” Lauren teased, happy for Patrick and me to hear everything the wives said to each other. “How about you suck my husband’s dick and I blow your man? And then they both fuck us?”
“Ooooh, I like that idea,” Tiffany squealed.
No sooner had the door to our private room closed than the two wives, teeming with erotic energy, tongue-kissed and commenced undressing each other while Patrick and I observed.
What came next is a bit of a blur, and how I’ll describe it is a bit of a departure from how I typically recount similar liaisons. Watching Lauren and Tiffany kiss and undress each other, I felt such intense sexual desire building within me that my mind went kind of fuzzy and I lost track of Patrick for a period of time. I knew Patrick stood next to me and I knew tonight would bring a swap, but the sexual yearning I felt overtook my sense of situational awareness.
This kind of yearning is nothing new amid a swap, though I’ve found over the years that it’s particularly strong with certain women, especially Tiffany. It can make sexual encounters such as this one with Tiffany, Lauren and Patrick feel almost dreamlike in the moment.
Before I knew it, Lauren and Tiffany were completely naked and Lauren approach Patrick and Tiffany approached me. Tiffany’s tongue went into my mouth and I felt her warm, soft breasts while we kissed, assertively pinching her nipples.
“Oh yeah,” I heard Patrick whimper and I caught a glimpse of my wife on her knees licking his balls. Then, she started blowing him deeply. Her head bobbed back and forth and she held his balls in her hand. His dick, at nearly eight inches, has always impressed me. It impresses everyone.
Tiffany then dropped to her knees and I enjoyed the feel of her hands rubbing my chest and grabbing my ass cheeks. I remember her smiling at me and licking my balls as she used her hands to explore my body. Then — then —ecstasy washed over me as Tiffany licked the underside of my dick, giggling when she got to my flowing pre-cum, which she hungrily licked. Without her hands, she took my throbbing seven inches into her warm, wet mouth.
I loved the way she grabbed and pulled on my balls as she blew me. She pulled hard enough on my nuts that I was surprised her tugging didn’t hurt. I loved that she playfully rough-housed my testicles like this because she knew it felt so good. Good girls will still suck dick. Naughty girls like to play with their man’s balls, too. These were both very naughty girls.
“Mmmmm, yeah, baby,” Patrick said softly, running his hand through Lauren’s long, blonde hair. Even as a straight man, his huge cock in my wife’s mouth and his massive pair of balls in her hand was a sight to behold. She was taking him deeply — so deeply that I could see her own saliva running down her chin and dripping onto her breasts.
Oh, wait, Tiffany’s saliva was flowing, too!
By now, Tiffany had taken to pumping my shaft with one hand while she blew me, while also massaging by balls with the other. The bitch had me close and she knew it.
Lauren knew I was close and actually paused her cock-sucking to watch Tiffany get me — her man — off, while she hand-jobbed Patrick. I loved the smile on Lauren’s face. She took selfless pleasure in my pleasure, and I wondered if she’d watch Tiffany close the deal. But Lauren must not have wanted to leave Patrick hanging because she got back to work on him.
I felt that pleasant warm tingling, only made more enjoyable because of Tiffany’s attention to my balls. It got a little more intense with each passing second until finally I felt a full-on rush, indicating fast-approaching ejaculation.
Ever the pleaser, Tiffany tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue and hand-jobbed my dick. What happened next was beyond my control…..
A thick stream of semen hit her just below one of her eyes. Then another shot came out with such velocity that it splattered when it hit her forehead, getting into her hair and eyebrows. Finally, a thick steam landed on her tongue and went up the center of her nose.
I didn’t know in the moment how I’d feel if Patrick did the same to my wife, though I’ve seen her sustain similarly messy facials.
“Oh, my,” Tiffany said, wiping my semen from her eyes, clearly surprised by the unloading I just did on her pretty face.
“Ugh!” I heard and I looked over at Lauren — not Patrick — and observed my wife, like Tiffany had done with me, hand-job him. Finally, Patrick unleashed a river of his creamy goodness onto her tongue and into her mouth and a final shot directly up her beautiful face.
Lauren, like Tiffany, looked a bit out of it and I could tell upon a close look that Patrick had gotten some either in her eye or damn close to it.
Patrick and I looked at each other, both so out of it that we couldn’t find the words to talk. I realized then that maybe I, too, was drunk. I looked back down at Tiffany and observed a beautiful woman with my cum splattered all over her face — much more so than Lauren, who’d taken most of Patrick’s spunk into her mouth (and then swallowed it).
I reached back and grabbed some tissues for Tiffany and handed a few to Lauren as well.
“You boys are bad,” Tiffany said, cleaning off her face.
“After that, I think they owe us,” Lauren teased.
“Oh, yeah, absolutely,” Tiffany asserted.
“But I don’t think we need to coax them into paying up, do you?” Lauren flirted, walking over to the sofa and spreading her long legs to invite her man for tonight to feast on her delicious, bald pussy.
Tiffany followed suit.
“Oh, boys, come and get it,” Tiffany said playfully.
“The best pussy they’ll ever get,” Lauren said to her friend.
Patrick and I approach our wives and we each dropped to our knees, Patrick between my wife’s legs and me between Tiffany’s……
Continue to Part II.
