Ann and Matthew - From Soft Swap Swinging to Hotwifing
Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2024 3:45 pm
Straight to the point: This would be probably journal style thread, as we have already tasted what it's like. We're in our 30s, still not married. Ann is my fiance. We have a great relationship.
One which few could appreciate or emulate. Neither of us had ever been truly unfaithful. Everything we had ever done had been either with the other's approval or so small it wasn't worth the hassle. We had occasionally swung with another couple for like 3 years. A married couple. The ladies would often do things together as we watched, even going as far as to 69 and more. But it was Ann's lust for the husband, and him for her, which truly turned me on.
Well she turned the table when the guy from the another couple, the husband Gavin separated from his wife. For years he had told me how he desired Ann, complementing her often and reminding me how lucky I was. His wife was attractive, but she wasn't in Ann's league. It was only since Gavin's marriage had hit rocky patch, the depths of which we were unsure, that he and Ann had begun texting on a regular basis. They did it only during the day, when both were at work. I got to read the messages – after all, it was I who had first suggested the contact – and the arousal was tremendous. There was a hint of jealousy within, but I embraced it. This was one of my all-time greatest fantasies, and the doubt only served to strengthen the severity of the reality.
Before they did it Ann insisted she's doing this for me after they had made final arrangements. The rules had been proposed and agreed upon. Gavin understood and agreed to them every part as much as Ann.
Well just the before he came she asked me for an exception, she wanted to be alone with him at same stage in the evening. I was like to do what. She said she'd let me know when time comes.
Ann dressed in corset, black stockings, suspenders; there was matching thong for the corset, g-string was cleverly worn over her suspenders for easy removal, she completed with pair of stiletto heels. I was jealous.
I wanted her to jerk me off but she was like " If you dare to cum Matthew, I'll not be happy". Sounded like a threat.
Ann told Gavin to arrive around 8pm. She and I sat waiting in the living room. To swing with another couple had been an enormous step in our relationship, but in some senses it was a safer risk. Our composures almost collapsed when the front door was knocked suddenly at 7:45pm. She asked me to get rid of whoever that is except for Gavin. She didn't want anyone else to see her in that tiny skirt. This was Gavin, 15 years old than my fiance, well-dressed, smiling as he handed me bottle of expensive red wine. I welcome him into, I called Ann, announced Gavin's here. She appeared in the doorway from kitchen, and they kissed on the cheek. I had laid all remotes and magazines on one of the sofas, and left them to sit together on the other. It was fucking awkward silence. I poured the first glasses of wine. Gavin and I talked about sports while Ann poured more wine to herself. No one mentioned his wife, despite our suspicious that they had separated. Alcohol did the part to fuel the mood. Ann placed her hand on Gavin knee. I took the initiative to leave them alone. I took my time climbing the stairs. I pissed in our bathroom, stopped, pissed some more and flushed. If something was going to happen between Ann and Gavin I figured it's best I left them alone for as long as possible. So I spent some more time upstairs. Then I came back downstairs and opened the door. They were still sat together. I flopped onto the sofa. Ann leaned forward and set down her glass on the centre table. When I looked up, Ann's lips were against his. Gavin pulled first, and he poured more wine. Ann giggled, smiled again and leaned back in to him. She placed her arms around his neck and met his mouth in the middle. I was straining in my trousers.Her fingers roamed his hair. Several minutes passed before they finally broke the kiss for another drink.Her legs dutifully parted, and she smiled to me across the room. His hand disappeared altogether under the denim of her skirt and she leaned towards him. He was rubbing the outside of my fiancée's g-string panties, pushing the material into her pussy.
She asked me to bring her phone, I saw her open Uber app and put a request for car from home to nearby Irish pub. I've asked her why did she call us car. She giggled taking Gavin tongue, then broke the kiss and said the car is not for us, it's for me. She was like I'm going to fuck my boyfriend, and I don't want you around when I do it. There were no words of protest which escaped my lips. Ann pulled down her skirt, She was dressed only in her stunning lingerie, Lingerie I bought for her. She straddled Gavin and announced she can't wait to fuck him when I leave. He said he'll fuck her really hard. When my cock was about to explode the Uber driver just arrived. At some point I thought this is her bluff to made me more turned on. But it wasn't bluff at all. She turned her head to me:
"you.. can..leave...now"
" have a few drinks and unwind, Gaving wants me to himself, and what he wants he gets".
I allowed the living room door to gently close behind me, watching her in his arms one last time. She called me to lock the front door unless I want someone walking in and catching another man fucking my wife-to-be.
I rerouted Uber to a different pub than the one the taxi was ordered for. One where I was less likely to bump into someone I knew.I ordered a pint of beer and found a table. I took out my mobile and set it before me. I watched it like a hawk, hoping to receive a text or a call about what was happening. I was fortunate when a gorgeous barmaid came to lift my empty glass and asked if I wanted the same again. My phone lit up. 1 message received. There was a catapult of excitement in my stomach. A loan opportunity text inform me I was now benefiting from- I hit delete without reading anymore.I finished the second beer and wondered whether I should leave. Ann hadn't told me how I would know when to return.
A group of three sexy, young women walked towards me in short skirts and knee-high boots. One of them smiled as they passed.Then my mind conjured an image of Ann bent over the coffee table, taking a doggy style fucking and screaming with desire.I started the walk home. It would only take twenty minutes or so.
When I got to the front door it had been raining heavily for the last five minutes. I put my key in the lock. But it wouldn't open. I tried again, blaming the beer. But no – someone had locked it from the inside, and left the key in! I knocked and knocked. Several times and yet there was no answer. I grabbed my mobile and dialled her number at once. It rang and rang. Finally Ann answered, and she told me they're still not finished. It was Gavin who opened the door and allowed me into my own home. He was wearing only his trousers. There was an awkwardness between us.
Ann wasn't to be found in the living room. I walked through to the kitchen, also empty, and finally into the conservatory where I could only stand and stare at her sitting naked on a sofa, with her legs closed together but not crossed.
I sat opposite and watched, dying to ask a dozen questions.
Ann: You'd love to know what we did, wouldn't you?
Me: Yes; I would love to know what happened
Ann: I let another man cum in my pussy. Jealous?
Me: Yes
Ann: I think this is going to be a regular thing.
Gavin: I hope so
Ann asked me to go and pour myself a beer when she noticed Gavin was hard again. I did as I was told and entered the kitchen. When I looked through the window, viewing into the conservatory, and saw Ann pull down Gavin's trousers. I watched her take his cock into her mouth. She said I can sit in the corner and watch, but no interruptions as she's going to give her boyfriend a wonderful blowjob and nothing was going to get that away. I sat on the chair on the other side of the room. She said to him his cock is so beautiful, and the head is so big, and she can't wait until he cum in her mouth, and she's gonna swallow every drop. I wanted to come behind her and fuck her pussy hard as she returned to sucking his cock. I was out of the equation.
After she's done with him, he wished as a good night, said to me I'm very lucky guy to have her, and she loves meI locked the door behind him and raced into the conservatory, desperate to give Ann the dirty fucking she so crudely deserved.She was already standing when I entered, holding her arms up and she was like baby, I know what you're wanting to happen now... I can't do it. She said she's just too tired and she wants to go to bed. She explained none of that was supposed to hurt me. It was my fantasy that she was indulging. I said I wanted to be humiliated.
I couldn't answer. She was completely correct. I had played with fire, begging her to fuck him in front of me for months... Perhaps even years. I had confided my fantasies in her, yearned for her indulgences and in rare moments of her ingenuity we had discovered a mutual fondness for her humiliating me in front of him. The love of cruelty, however, was not something we shared, and a part of me was hurt at being excluded for the majority of the evening.
So here we go. I'll post later for the day after that.
One which few could appreciate or emulate. Neither of us had ever been truly unfaithful. Everything we had ever done had been either with the other's approval or so small it wasn't worth the hassle. We had occasionally swung with another couple for like 3 years. A married couple. The ladies would often do things together as we watched, even going as far as to 69 and more. But it was Ann's lust for the husband, and him for her, which truly turned me on.
Well she turned the table when the guy from the another couple, the husband Gavin separated from his wife. For years he had told me how he desired Ann, complementing her often and reminding me how lucky I was. His wife was attractive, but she wasn't in Ann's league. It was only since Gavin's marriage had hit rocky patch, the depths of which we were unsure, that he and Ann had begun texting on a regular basis. They did it only during the day, when both were at work. I got to read the messages – after all, it was I who had first suggested the contact – and the arousal was tremendous. There was a hint of jealousy within, but I embraced it. This was one of my all-time greatest fantasies, and the doubt only served to strengthen the severity of the reality.
Before they did it Ann insisted she's doing this for me after they had made final arrangements. The rules had been proposed and agreed upon. Gavin understood and agreed to them every part as much as Ann.
Well just the before he came she asked me for an exception, she wanted to be alone with him at same stage in the evening. I was like to do what. She said she'd let me know when time comes.
Ann dressed in corset, black stockings, suspenders; there was matching thong for the corset, g-string was cleverly worn over her suspenders for easy removal, she completed with pair of stiletto heels. I was jealous.
I wanted her to jerk me off but she was like " If you dare to cum Matthew, I'll not be happy". Sounded like a threat.
Ann told Gavin to arrive around 8pm. She and I sat waiting in the living room. To swing with another couple had been an enormous step in our relationship, but in some senses it was a safer risk. Our composures almost collapsed when the front door was knocked suddenly at 7:45pm. She asked me to get rid of whoever that is except for Gavin. She didn't want anyone else to see her in that tiny skirt. This was Gavin, 15 years old than my fiance, well-dressed, smiling as he handed me bottle of expensive red wine. I welcome him into, I called Ann, announced Gavin's here. She appeared in the doorway from kitchen, and they kissed on the cheek. I had laid all remotes and magazines on one of the sofas, and left them to sit together on the other. It was fucking awkward silence. I poured the first glasses of wine. Gavin and I talked about sports while Ann poured more wine to herself. No one mentioned his wife, despite our suspicious that they had separated. Alcohol did the part to fuel the mood. Ann placed her hand on Gavin knee. I took the initiative to leave them alone. I took my time climbing the stairs. I pissed in our bathroom, stopped, pissed some more and flushed. If something was going to happen between Ann and Gavin I figured it's best I left them alone for as long as possible. So I spent some more time upstairs. Then I came back downstairs and opened the door. They were still sat together. I flopped onto the sofa. Ann leaned forward and set down her glass on the centre table. When I looked up, Ann's lips were against his. Gavin pulled first, and he poured more wine. Ann giggled, smiled again and leaned back in to him. She placed her arms around his neck and met his mouth in the middle. I was straining in my trousers.Her fingers roamed his hair. Several minutes passed before they finally broke the kiss for another drink.Her legs dutifully parted, and she smiled to me across the room. His hand disappeared altogether under the denim of her skirt and she leaned towards him. He was rubbing the outside of my fiancée's g-string panties, pushing the material into her pussy.
She asked me to bring her phone, I saw her open Uber app and put a request for car from home to nearby Irish pub. I've asked her why did she call us car. She giggled taking Gavin tongue, then broke the kiss and said the car is not for us, it's for me. She was like I'm going to fuck my boyfriend, and I don't want you around when I do it. There were no words of protest which escaped my lips. Ann pulled down her skirt, She was dressed only in her stunning lingerie, Lingerie I bought for her. She straddled Gavin and announced she can't wait to fuck him when I leave. He said he'll fuck her really hard. When my cock was about to explode the Uber driver just arrived. At some point I thought this is her bluff to made me more turned on. But it wasn't bluff at all. She turned her head to me:
"you.. can..leave...now"
" have a few drinks and unwind, Gaving wants me to himself, and what he wants he gets".
I allowed the living room door to gently close behind me, watching her in his arms one last time. She called me to lock the front door unless I want someone walking in and catching another man fucking my wife-to-be.
I rerouted Uber to a different pub than the one the taxi was ordered for. One where I was less likely to bump into someone I knew.I ordered a pint of beer and found a table. I took out my mobile and set it before me. I watched it like a hawk, hoping to receive a text or a call about what was happening. I was fortunate when a gorgeous barmaid came to lift my empty glass and asked if I wanted the same again. My phone lit up. 1 message received. There was a catapult of excitement in my stomach. A loan opportunity text inform me I was now benefiting from- I hit delete without reading anymore.I finished the second beer and wondered whether I should leave. Ann hadn't told me how I would know when to return.
A group of three sexy, young women walked towards me in short skirts and knee-high boots. One of them smiled as they passed.Then my mind conjured an image of Ann bent over the coffee table, taking a doggy style fucking and screaming with desire.I started the walk home. It would only take twenty minutes or so.
When I got to the front door it had been raining heavily for the last five minutes. I put my key in the lock. But it wouldn't open. I tried again, blaming the beer. But no – someone had locked it from the inside, and left the key in! I knocked and knocked. Several times and yet there was no answer. I grabbed my mobile and dialled her number at once. It rang and rang. Finally Ann answered, and she told me they're still not finished. It was Gavin who opened the door and allowed me into my own home. He was wearing only his trousers. There was an awkwardness between us.
Ann wasn't to be found in the living room. I walked through to the kitchen, also empty, and finally into the conservatory where I could only stand and stare at her sitting naked on a sofa, with her legs closed together but not crossed.
I sat opposite and watched, dying to ask a dozen questions.
Ann: You'd love to know what we did, wouldn't you?
Me: Yes; I would love to know what happened
Ann: I let another man cum in my pussy. Jealous?
Me: Yes
Ann: I think this is going to be a regular thing.
Gavin: I hope so
Ann asked me to go and pour myself a beer when she noticed Gavin was hard again. I did as I was told and entered the kitchen. When I looked through the window, viewing into the conservatory, and saw Ann pull down Gavin's trousers. I watched her take his cock into her mouth. She said I can sit in the corner and watch, but no interruptions as she's going to give her boyfriend a wonderful blowjob and nothing was going to get that away. I sat on the chair on the other side of the room. She said to him his cock is so beautiful, and the head is so big, and she can't wait until he cum in her mouth, and she's gonna swallow every drop. I wanted to come behind her and fuck her pussy hard as she returned to sucking his cock. I was out of the equation.
After she's done with him, he wished as a good night, said to me I'm very lucky guy to have her, and she loves meI locked the door behind him and raced into the conservatory, desperate to give Ann the dirty fucking she so crudely deserved.She was already standing when I entered, holding her arms up and she was like baby, I know what you're wanting to happen now... I can't do it. She said she's just too tired and she wants to go to bed. She explained none of that was supposed to hurt me. It was my fantasy that she was indulging. I said I wanted to be humiliated.
I couldn't answer. She was completely correct. I had played with fire, begging her to fuck him in front of me for months... Perhaps even years. I had confided my fantasies in her, yearned for her indulgences and in rare moments of her ingenuity we had discovered a mutual fondness for her humiliating me in front of him. The love of cruelty, however, was not something we shared, and a part of me was hurt at being excluded for the majority of the evening.
So here we go. I'll post later for the day after that.
