First Swing, a true storyFirst Swing (c) Fred Lake 2013This is an expanded version of the story of our first swinging experience, what Fred told you earlier. This happened over 30 years ago, in the mid-70s.We had been married a couple of years. Wife-swapping (as it was then called) was new and naughty. You saw it mentioned on TV and in magazines but nobody knew anybody who had actually done it. And nobody wanted to ask around and find out. But with birth control, why the hell not swap around and have some fun?I asked Fred about it, and said I’d be interested in trying it. He was all for it, but like me, had no idea how to actually find anyone to do it. There was no internet back then, and the best we could think of was to check an adult book store to find some kind of wife-swapper magazine. We managed to find a magazine (which was kinda grungy printing, almost mimeograph) but there was no one listed where we lived. There were some wife-swappers a two-hour drive away, and we considered the idea of driving over some weekend, but we really never pursued it. We did see some porn movies at a dingy theater near the college.Looking for something fun to do, we signed up for a salsa dancing class. This involved a lot of fast music, sexy short dresses, and high energy. There were some really good looking and sexy people in the class. We met another couple (I’ll call them Bill and Linda, which isn’t their real names) and they invited us out for drinks after class. We chatted with them a bit and went home alone. We started seeing each other every couple of weeks. Sometimes we’d go out, or go dancing, or they’d come to our place or we’d go to theirs. We found them sexy and exciting and (a month later) I told Fred that if we were going to swap, Bill and Linda would do quite nicely. The night they invited us over for dinner and cards did not seem unusual.After dinner (Linda as a great cook) Bill was trying to find the poker chips in a cabinet. Linda said that they might be behind the green door. There was İzmir Köle Escort no green door on the cabinet, but I knew it was a reference to the porn movie, and said something about the big sausage being behind the green door. Well, that broke the dam, and we were quickly chatting about porn, and then sex. We had become friends, and it felt very comfortable to discuss birth control (Linda and I were both on the pill) and oral sex (we both swallowed) and favorite positions and favorite porn stars.Things were clearly getting hotter, and Bill suggested that we play strip poker. I giggled because I had only played it in college twice (and only down to underwear) but Fred said he’d play if I would. Bill started counting out poker chips and I asked him what they were for. In college, we just showed our hands and the lowest one had to take something off. Bill said he did it different. We all started with five official articles of clothing (which took some discussion to work out). We all took off our shoes for the first ten chips. The antes all left the game so that we wouldn’t end up just passing chips back and forth all night. If you ran out of chips, you got ten more from the bank but you also got a red chip which meant that at the end of the hand you had to pay back the ten chips or take something off.We played five card draw. Linda was betting heavily. I don’t know if she was just trying to run up the betting or end up naked. Bill and Fred played a normal game, betting on good hands, while I folded most hands unless I had something really good. When Linda got naked, she took over as full-time dealer, and I later wondered if she could actually stack the deck while shuffling. She was a really slick card handler. We all lost something, and I took off my pants since I figured nobody could see my panties under the long shirt.A few hands later I hit an inside straight. Feeling lucky, I bet big, including my chips, my shirt, and my bra. Bill had a flush and that won İzmir Rus Escort the hand. It felt strange being topless in front my husband and another man (and a naked woman), but it was kind of fun. That far behind, it was a losing battle, and I finally bet my last chips and panties on a hand that might have won, but did not. So, I stood up and removed my panties and let Bill have a good look, front and back. I had only a few chips left and they lasted only two hands, at which point I was out.Bill and Fred played out the game, and Fred finally won. I thought that was the end of it, although I wanted more, when Linda said that she would give the winner a blowjob if I didn’t mind. Bill encouraged Fred to take the offer, insisting that his wife was “really good” at giving head. I could see that Fred was fully erect and we had discussed doing wife swapping and these two seemed ready. So, I told him to enjoy it and sat back to watch.Fred pushed back his chair as Linda dropped to her knees. I remember her asking my husband: “Fast or slow?” and he answered “Lady’s choice.” She went to work, and it was fascinating to watch another woman suck my husband’s cock. I forgot I was naked until Bill reached over to caress my boob. “I came in second,” he said.I asked him if he wanted a blowjob and he said “Yes, please,” and I asked him if he wanted it fast or slow and he said “Show me what you’ve got,” and I went to work, using every trick I had learned, been told about, or invented. I was in no hurry, and I wanted to make an impression, so I kept changing techniques so he was having fun but not going to cum anytime soon. I heard Fred make the noise he makes when he cums really hard, and heard Linda say something about the size of his load. I just kept teasing and sucking and licking and biting Bill’s cock until he said “I really need to cum” and I switched to the steady in-and-out motion that I knew would make any man spurt. And spurt Bill did, right in my mouth, and I swallowed İzmir Türbanlı Escort every drop. I asked him if he liked it, and he said he did.I got up and finished the glass of wine I had left on the table. Bill and Fred were clearly out of action for a while. I suppose these days I’d have done something with Linda, but not back then. I just put my clothes back on. Linda acted like she was disappointed, but Fred followed by lead, and we said our good-byes and went home. And fucked. Twice.The next day we got home from work and were fixing dinner when Linda called and suggested we come over and finish what we started. Fred and I had talked and were more than willing to do so, but that night was our favorite TV show so we asked for a one-night delay. We showed up at their place the next night and found them in their bathrobes, which they dropped as soon as the door was closed.Linda asked me how I wanted to do it. She said we could go one at a time, or both at the same time. We could, she offered, use her bedroom so we wouldn’t see each other do the deed, or stay in the den. I said that we watched each other give the men blowjobs two nights earlier and it seemed silly not to watch each other fuck. At that point, Fred said we should take turns, so we could watch each other. I was wet and Fred wasn’t hard yet, so I went first. Bill fucked me on the floor while Fred and Linda watched, commented, and cheered from the sideline. Then I got to sit (on a towel so that I didn’t stain the couch) while Fred fucked Linda. It was fun watching him do to her what he did to me. Both Linda and I reached very satisfying orgasms, and headed for the bathroom to clean up. We came back to the den to find the two men sitting there naked chatting about sex, flipping through magazines with pictures of naked women.Linda sat next to my husband on the sofa, while I curled up on the arm of Bill’s overstuffed armchair. We talked about sexual various things for a while, then Linda said “I think the boys are ready for round two” and that time we did it on their bed, the two men on their backs while the two of us straddled them and rode them to victory. After we cleaned up again, we got dressed and Fred and I went home and fucked again. We didn’t know that it would only be three nights before our second swing meeting.