First a quick introduction:

My husband (38) and I (30) are a sexually active and adventurous couple, but absolutely no one suspects that we are this way. For several years, we've enjoyed exploring new experiences. This confession isn't the first time we've gone to a swingers club, but it's the first time something "real" happened. Previous visits were just to check out the venue and atmosphere, maybe share a few kisses, but nothing more than that.

So it begins...

It all began early Saturday morning when my husband and I went out to buy a very sexy and daring dress for me to wear that night. Accompanied by matching lingerie and heels, we knew from the moment we picked out the ensemble that it was going to be a special night. Before heading out, we had a little pre-game at home. We started to drink a bit and browsed through Reddit posts to get into the mood and maybe pick up some ideas for later.

Once we were there, we headed straight to the bar to order drinks. As we sat down, we delved into conversations filled with only the most tantalizing topics, scanning the room for couples or singles entering the club. I whispered to my husband which ones caught my eye, sharing in the excitement of the possibilities unfolding before us. Deep down, I knew we weren't quite ready for a full swap just yet, but the mere thought of it was enough to send shivers down our spines, igniting the fire of anticipation within us.

After finishing our drinks, we made our way upstairs to the large couples' room, adorned with numerous beds and sofas. As we entered, we surveyed the few couples who were already engaged in activities, knowing it was still early in the evening. We shared a few kisses in front of them, gradually escalating to some light touching and exploration between us. The anticipation of what was to come hung thick in the air as we immersed ourselves in the sensual atmosphere of the room.

We moved in front of the window, where we could see what was happening outside from the room but remained hidden from view ourselves. Our lips met in a passionate embrace, and He hold of my hair, guiding me down on my knees. With a firm grip, he take his dick out and hold me so I take it entirely into my mouth plunging deep until I was gasping for breath. After withdrawing, I spat on his dick, then eagerly resumed to blow him, hungering for more.

Then he lift me up, kiss me while taking down my dress letting my breasts out and start sucking and
biting them all. After devouring me whole, he positioned me on all fours on the bed, facing the window, my breasts exposed. He took hold of my hands and placed them on my buttocks, urging me to spread them wide as he began to feast on my pussy and ass, devouring them eagerly.
Then, he grabbed my hair and pulled it fiercely, whispering in my ear that he was going to turn me into his little slut in front of everyone. With a swift motion, he buried himself deep inside my pussy, gripping my waist tightly as he began to fuck me vigorously, eliciting loud screams of pleasure from me.

He spanked me harder with each thrust, relentlessly pounding into me. Then, he grabbed my hair and pulled me onto my knees again, commanding me to suck him once more. Sitting back on the sofa, he instructed me to straddle him, facing away, and to start riding him. As I began to move, I could feel the gaze of another couple watching me enjoy his cock, my breasts exposed, adding to the intensity of the moment.

As the couple approached, he whispered in my ear for me to stand and tell the girl that she could play with my breasts and touch my pussy while I rode him. I approached them, relaying the message quietly into her ear, then took her hand and led her back to where we were. With my heart racing, I climbed back onto him, while the other woman eagerly joined us, her husband watching on with anticipation.

I stood up, and the woman approached my pussy, eagerly starting to lick and suck on it. Meanwhile, her husband came closer, devouring my breasts with his mouth. My husband rose from his seat, pressing his lips against mine as he guided my hand to his throbbing cock. With a whisper in my ear, he suggested I could also play with the other husband's cock if I wanted to. So, without hesitation, I unzipped his pants, freeing his cock, and began to stroke both of them in my hands, reveling in the sensation of pleasure coursing through me.

After a few minutes, the husband began to moan, indicating he was close to cumming. Seeing this, his wife looked at him and stuck out her tongue. I directed his cock towards her face and continued to stroke him until he exploded, covering her entire face. The exhilarating sensation of the moment overwhelmed me, and as soon as he was empty, I turned to my husband, expressing my urgent need to cum. He wasted no time, positioning me on all fours on the bed, gripping my hair tightly as he thrust into me with force. He whispered in my ear, praising me for being such a slut that night, which only intensified my arousal. In response, I began to climax, moaning and writhing with pleasure like never before. The intensity of the moment was too much for him to bear, and he too reached his peak, cumming deep inside me as we both reached the height of ecstasy like never before.

As we caught our breath and started to get dressed, I picked up my thong and handed it to the couple as a symbol of the incredible night we had shared together.