A Birthday Treat......
A couple of weeks ago it was my husband’s fortieth birthday. He was getting all depressed about it, not knowing the swinging surprise I was arranging. Well, they don’t call it the naughty forties for nothing!
I had been perusing some rather raunchy swingers’ sites online and found a couple who I thought would be perfect. We had a number of swinging experiences before but not for a long time so I thought it would be fun to try it again. My husband had been told that we were going to dinner so he got dressed up a bit and I really went to town! I had bought a new thigh-skimming red dress and some red sandals. My husband’s jaw dropped when he saw me but the doorbell rang before he could say anything. The bulge in his trousers said it all.
“Who could that be?” he asked, puzzled.
“Your birthday surprise,” I replied with a saucy wink, “stay in here.”
I ran down the stairs and opened the door. Carl and Monica looked great. I greeted them and invited them in. When they were settled on the couch with drinks, I went back upstairs. I told my husband what I had arranged and he looked shocked. For a second I panicked but a smile slowly spread over his face.
“What are you waiting for?” I whispered, fondling him teasingly through his trousers, “come and meet our new friends.”
Within a few minutes I had made myself comfortable with Carl and my husband was getting to know Monica pretty well too. I knew she would be perfect for him because the first time we tried swinging he was with a Mexican girl and loved it and Monica was a sexy Latina woman, all dark hair and smoldering eyes. My husband kissed her as he ran his hands through her hair. Carl was caressing me, his tongue flicking teasingly in and out of my mouth. We have two couches in our living room so we could all watch each other, which is always a big turn on. I don’t get jealous watching my husband with other girls because I know it is just fun. And he just loves seeing me with other guys.
I wasn’t prepared for how big Carl was going to be when he unzipped himself and at least eight inches sprang out.
“Oh my god,” I said slowly, getting turned on just looking at it. I needn’t have worried because Carl was gentle. He slipped in and out of me and I was wet enough to make it feel great. He started pounding harder and it felt incredible. It was one of my strongest orgasms ever. I actually screamed it was so good!
My husband was enjoying a blow job, his hands still entwined in Monica’s glossy hair. He came with a satisfied shudder as she sucked him bone dry.
“Thank you,” my husband said in bed later, “you know, that was one birthday that I’ll never forget!”
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