This isn’t exactly swinging but it was such an experience that I want to share it. My story starts literally a week before lockdown. I’m 58 and married, my wife hasn’t wanted sex for a good number of year’s so I have been left to my own devices if you know what I mean. . I’ve always been careful not to pay Clair (the female part of the friends) because my wife gets very jealous and is convinced I had a ‘thing’ about her and to be honest, I did and still do.
Clair at 38 is much younger than me, my wife and her husband who’s 55. She is in my opinion close to perfect. She’s pretty think of Christina Hendricks and you’re very much on the right track. She has a figure that takes your breath away with breasts that although are larger than most aren’t overly soft and she has freckles that go with her ginger hair, plus she is so funny she is the sort of woman its easy to fall in love with so I can understand why my wife can get jealous.
We had gone to stay the weekend with friends of ours, nothing special just a thing we do now and again. I had told my friend about issues the wife and I were having and how I had considered having an affair with a much younger girls at work and as good friend do, he did everything to persuade me not to do it telling me that it would be the end of my marriage as these things always get out.
So, I had gone for a shower, my wife was in their garden giving her expert advice to my friend, when I came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel the first thing I saw was Clair laying in the bed my wife and I had been using. At first I thought I had used the wrong shower and started to apologise. I was very confused, I looked around convinced I was in the right bedroom, our clothes and case was there, no, I was in the right bedroom. I started to say something about being sorry because it was the first thing that came into my head, Clair put her finger to her bright red lips and shushed me telling me that it was best I be quiet. With that she pulled the quilt to one side to reveal her perfect body. Her flat stomach, her full and perfect breasts with her large bright red nipples and shaved pussy. She raised her left knee which for some reason made her look even hotter.
As stupid as it sounds, I was lost for words. She told me to come closer. I looked at the bedroom door (no idea why). Clair asked me if I was going to run away before getting up, walking the 12 ft or so to where I was standing and tugging at the towel causing it to fall to the floor. She looked down at my manhood which was more than semi erect by now and took a breath in whilst at the same time taking it in her hand. I had started to say something about how it wasn’t right but before I could get any real words out she interrupted, ‘its fine, its fine, its fine’ she repeated and giving my cock a gentle squeeze she said ‘put it in me’ and walked back to the bed.
I followed her wondering if this was a set up or if this was for real. The last time I had entered a woman was my wife over 3 years ago. I told her that it had been sometime since I had done ‘this’. Clair said, ‘that ok’ and lay on her back on the bed. The sight of her breasts sway as she lay down made me as hard as I had ever been. I stood my the bed still wondering if I should do it, Clair took me in her hand again and started to gently rub me before opening her legs, ‘put it in me’ she said again.
I was as nervous as I was the first time I ever had sex with a woman when I was just 18, she was much older than me, my mother’s friend. The first time lasted at most 30 seconds but her and I fucked most weeks for close to a year so by the time she broke it off she had taught me a lot.
I knelt in between Clair’s long smooth legs and started to go down on her but Clair stopped me, ‘just fuck me’ she whispered.
I slid up her body taking her nipple’s in my mouth, first one then the other, her ample breasts pressing on my cheek as I pushed the nipple into my mouth. My cock slid into her wet pussy easily and Clair gave a deep intake of breath with an ‘oh’ then letting out her breath she whispered again ‘fuck me’ , ‘fuck me slowly’. I did as I was asked, her eyes staring at mine, now and again she would moan and I felt her belly push against mine as she thrust herself up so my cock went in deeper.
Clair put her hand on my face and for a usually quiet woman said things to me that made it hard for me not to cum so soon. ‘your cock is big’, ‘its so thick’ , fuck I can feel every bit of it’, fuck its so deep inside me I’m going to cum hard’. I started to fuck her harder but she pleaded with me to take my time so I slowed down and Clair started talking again asking me if I was ok to cum inside her. I said that I was and she told me that I could cum on her if I wanted but that she wanted to feel me cum inside her, she said ‘ I want to feel you filing my pussy with hot cum’.
Whilst we fucked Clair massaged her tits, her tongue pushed into my mouth. Then all hell broke loose. Clair started to moan and arch her back and grab my backside growling ‘oh fuck, oh fuck’ followed by a full description of how she was going to cum telling me how I was making her cum to hard (?). There followed a rant about how she was cuming and how it was too soon, followed by a deep quiet scream ‘of fuck I’m cuming’. Clair demanded that I fuck her hard so I did. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she arched her back. I felt her pussy grip my cock, Clair had wrapped her legs round the top of my back , close to my neck whilst constantly demanding that I fuck her with deep growling pleads for me to cum inside her. I did as I was told and let go and with that Clair shook and trembled thrashing about going from gripping her tits to my face and back to her tits.
I came again before I had to collapse on top of her, clutching one of her ample breasts. I slid my cock out of her pussy and lay at her side. For some reason I said ‘shit’, Clair laughed and told me that it was ‘fucking amazing’ and TOLD me that I was going to fuck her a lot more and that I was nearly as good as Stuart, her husband. I asked her ‘ what if he found out’, Clair kissed me had on the mouth, stuck her tongue in deep before getting up and started to dress covering her perfect arse and her perfect legs and her perfect tits. She turned to me as she walked out and laughed ‘your so naïve’ and closed the door.
In no time I was dressed and walking down stairs trying hard to practice looking cool and innocent with that ‘nothing happening here’ look on my face. Clair was already down stairs sat on her sofa with a cup of coffee in her hand reading a magazine. Stuart looked at me ‘ok mate’. In my head I was apologising for fucking his wife but my mouth just said ‘fine thanks’. The wife looked at me ‘what’s up with you?’ Clair tilted her head and smiled waiting for my answer.
‘Nothing I relied’ and asked her why she was asking. She told me I looked stressed, Clair laughed and asked me why I was stressed, ‘haven’t you just had a nice shower’ she said with a huge grin. I laughed and told everyone to stop picking on me. The wide told me I was weird and with that I relaxed, happy with my new life.
The next morning we all had breakfast, I had tried to convinced myself that I had just had a dirty dream but knew otherwise and Clair wasn’t going to let me forget what we had done. Stuart announced that he was going to get something from the garden centre and asked if any one wanted to come. I started to get up but it was my wife who wanted to know why on earth I would want to go to a garden centre and announced that I wouldn’t know a rose from a dandelion. Clair suggested her husband and my wife go telling them that we had plenty of time before we needed to go.
They hadn’t been gone for more that a minute before Clair stood up, pulled me out of the chair and said ‘before you help me wash up bend me over the sofa and fuck me’ and with that her cardigan was open to show me her silky white bra. She grabbed my hand and literally pulled me the sofa, lifted her skirt to reveal her lack on knickers before bending over the sofa, ‘come on, fuck me’ she instructed and lifted her bra up so her tits could fall free. In an instance I was inside her again fucking hard. Clair demanded that I be rough, ‘make me do it’ and telling me to hold her down and fuck her hard. It was rough and exciting, her tits swinging her mouth as dirty as the sex we were having. After I had cum inside her she spun round, dropped to the floor and cleaned my cock with her mouth. I was still hard when I sat in front of her, something she didn’t miss and took advantage of by shuffling forward and lowering herself onto my cock for yet another shag. Clair is as wicked as she is funny. After I had cum in her again she stopped and fained shock, she told me that I have pushed ‘bucket loads’ of cum into her and what if she was pregnant then laughed and told me not to be silly.
Even as my cock softened she straddled me, my softening cock still in her pussy and told me that this was going to be an regular thing and that it wasn’t right that I was going without sex whilst Stuart would apparently plead with Clair for a rest. Clair rubbed her pussy against me whilst my cock slid out. She told me that it was Stuarts idea and asked me why do I think he had my wife go with him.
I asked her if they were fucking. Clair stopped, looked down at me and told me that they had better not be and that the only pussy his cock was allowed into was hers, and then gently slapped my face and told me that that went for me as well. Then with a little thought said ‘ I guess you can fuck your wife if you have too’ but that I would have to tell her all about it.
There is no chance of that, although she did ask me if I missed sex, I said that I did but not to worry before we turned over and went to sleep, my cock hard thinking of Clair