(Part 2)
Adventurer and I arrived, gave each other a kiss in the car and went to knock on the door. T and C let us in. We hugged hello, had a short tour of their house and chatted a bit in the living room.
After 20 minutes or so, C went to let their dog into the backyard. T said she would get working on brunch and went to the kitchen. I gave Adventurer a quick peck, and he went to the kitchen to offer to assist.
When C came back in, I gave him a flirty smile. He sat with me on the couch and I asked if he minded if I scooched close to him. He put his arm on the back of the couch and told me to slide over. We cuddled for a bit and made small talk.
Then, taking the bull by the horns, I asked if I could kiss him. He smiled and agreed that that was a great idea.
The kiss was soft. C has a beard and I enjoyed stroking it a bit as I kissed him. His hand was caressing my arm and my leg. I think it surprised me a little how good of a kiss it was. He pulled me close so that our bodies were pressed against each other.
“I think we should always offer to let other people cook,” he said to me with a smile, his hands stroking my hair as he gazed into my eyes.
I pointed out that there weren’t a lot of cooking sounds coming from the kitchen, either, so I wasn’t sure that much cooking was going on. He laughed and said he was ok with a late brunch. Then he kissed me again.
Our tongues played a little, and our hands got a bit more greedy. I do really like kissing!
Eventually, Adventurer and T began to bring food out to the dining room table behind where C and I were kissing. We’d break our kiss and give them a guilty smile over our shoulders. Then, once they’d left, we’d kiss again. I said it reminded me of being caught by my parents when I was making out with a boyfriend.
When it was time to eat, we all moved to the dining room. We ate a great meal together and enjoyed the conversation. T pointed out that my chest and face were rather flushed. She wondered if I was having a reaction to the food.
Adventurer set the record straight, “Nope. That’s just how she looks when she’s really aroused. I think she enjoyed kissing C” (How embarrassing!).
After brunch, C and I cleared the table and worked on the dishes while Adventurer and T went to the living room. We talked about real estate and home renovations, but could hear kissing sounds happening in the other room. It was funny to be on the other side of the situation after our earlier shenanigans.
When we had finished, we went back to the living room. Adventurer and T quickly disentangled themselves and sat up. The four of us chatted again for a while. The conversation was easy and light, but not really sexual.
At some point, I said that we shouldn’t stay long. We had an hour drive to get home and would have to make dinner for the kids, etc. There were nods of agreement.
I worried that maybe the experience hadn’t lived up to people’s expectations. I turned to C and said, “Can I kiss you again before we go?”
That seemed to unlock a whole lot of sexual energy. C and I were on one end of the L-shaped sectional and Adventurer and T were on the other. As I was kissing C, there was the sensation of the kissing itself, but also the auditory sensation of hearing our partners making out nearby. It was sexy and a bit surreal.
I will relay a bit from my point of view. Kissing C was passionate. He kissed my neck, exactly where I had told him I liked it. His hands were stroking my leg and groping my butt. I may have moaned a little. My hand was in his hair pulling him in deeper.
It was also surprisingly intimate. He was wearing a button down shirt and at one point, I ran my finger along the collar to the top button. “I’m really tempted to undo a button,” I confessed.
He told me that I could, but I said that I’d be good and respect the rules. I mostly did
I will admit, however, that sometimes a finger would slip between two buttons and stroke his skin.
We looked over at one point and saw T straddling Adventurer on the couch. She had lost her sweater and was wearing a red lace teddy underneath. The thong of it was visible above her jeans.
“How do you feel about that view?” I asked C.
“I don’t mind it at all,” he said with a smile, “But I kind of prefer this view right here.” He stroked my hair and looked into my eyes before kissing me again.
C’s hand slipped between my legs and he cupped my pussy through my yoga pants. He asked if that was ok. I smiled and said that it felt really good. He began to rub me a bit as he kissed my cleavage. I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy it. Soon, I felt myself orgasm.
C kissed me on the lips again and my hand found his erection. I stroked it through his jeans a bit and asked him if that was ok. He assured me that it was more than ok. His hand cupped the side of my breast and his thumb grazed my nipple through my shirt. I told him that I was being a very good girl and obeying the rules, even though what I was feeling in his pants was very intriguing to me.
I think that’s around the time that I decided to straddle him. I took off my outer sweater because it was getting warm. Then I slid my leg across his lap and allowed my yoga pants to make contact with his jeans. My breasts were filling out my tank top really well and were right at his face height. He smiled like a school boy in a candy store. His hands grabbed my hips and guided me a little as I began to grind against him.
I leaned down to kiss his forehead and then his lips. Then, I decided to just enjoy the feeling. I sat up and leaned my head back. I moaned as I got into a good rhythm. I smiled down at him and told him that I was going to make myself cum. He told me that I was a very good girl and I should cum for him. For some reason, I found that really arousing. The “good girl” language or the way he was looking at me, or maybe the combination. In any case, I came quickly afterwards.
I leaned down to kiss C again, then climbed off his lap and snuggled with him for a bit as we watched our spouses. At this point, T’s breasts had come out of her teddy. She was moaning as Adventurer kissed her neck and fondled her breasts. It was sexy to watch.
As we took in the view, C’s fingers were absent-mindedly stroking the skin of my stomach where my top had ridden up a bit. I looked up at him and kissed him as I told him that it felt nice.
“I really want to go under,” he confessed. His fingers teasing the waistband of my yoga pants.
“You may,” I said with a smile. He didn’t take any more convincing. His hand slid underneath and I felt his fingers make contact with my clit. I could hear how wet I was. We kissed as he rubbed me to orgasm, and then he slid a finger inside me.
I was kissing his neck and whispering in his ear as he fingered me. “That’s it. Just like that. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He didn’t. And that led to yet another orgasm for me.
I thanked him. I also told him that, at this point, I felt like I was allowed to undo one of his buttons…rules be damned. He laughed and said that was only fair, he had, after all, just gone into my pants. I undid the top button and kissed his chest. I sucked one of his nipples into my mouth and then moved to the other one. I also asked if it would be ok if I ran my tongue over his jeans. He nodded.
I smiled up at him as I teased his erection with a long, slow lick. It took amazing willpower to not undo his belt and take him out. His head was leaning back and he was making the sexiest sounds.
I went back up to kiss him and let my hand tug at the bottom of his shirt. I found his stomach and stroked it, sliding just the tip of my fingers beneath his waistband.
At some point, Adventurer and T had moved. She was now laying down on her back. Her head was against my hip. Adventurer was kissing her and had his hand in her jeans. I reached over and fondled her breast. She smiled up at me and reached her hand to play with mine. I kissed C again. It was a tangle of arms and hands, and it was wonderful. T came hard.
Eventually, we all came up for breath. We reminded ourselves that Adventurer and I had planned to leave an hour ago. LOL. We got prepared to actually leave.
“Before we go, K said she really wanted to kiss you,” Adventurer said to T.
I laughed because I didn't think I had actually said that, but T didn’t care. We gave each other a nice, deep kiss as our hands explored a bit. I cupped her breast and groped her ass. She put her hands in my hair and pulled me in deeper.
Our men had adjusted where they were sitting so they could get a good view (OK, I’m projecting. In truth, Adventurer was kissing T’s neck and C had moved behind me to stroke my back….but they were also getting a good view).
T and I each took turns kissing each other’s breasts. We agreed that we’d need to explore more girl-on-girl interactions the next time we got together.
That’s about it for our brunch date. I think everyone had fun, and we MOSTLY obeyed the original rules.
The poor men didn’t quite get the release that the women did, but that was dealt with a bit later.
I am left with a couple of thoughts to ponder. First, I was surprised by the intimacy and tender moments I had with C. That’s usually my biggest disappointment with swinging. The sex is fun, but always leaves me feeling somewhat empty. This was not that. There was a lot of eye contact, gentle touching, and cuddling. I really enjoyed the connection.
It was also my best experience with a woman so far. I think it helps that neither of us has any real experience, and we are ok with just figuring it out while our husbands watch. It was fun and playful without any pressure.
Oh and C and T both said that they had a great time. They debriefed with each other and are figuring out what they want next. So "yay" all around.
Plus, C is a handsome guy, who has worked hard to lose 70lbs over the past couple of years. I was appreciative of his photo shares, he was appreciative of mine. 
