Real Life Sex Story: Mission accomplished

We had so much to do that day that getting ready for the club turned into a rushed event. Jack had taken a nap and woke up with a hard on. It greeted me in the shower. I thought we might have time for a quickie and bent over, letting him enter me from behind. I was reminded that “hurry up” isn’t the thing a guy wants to hear in this position. LOL! He decided to wait until later and I left him and his woody in the shower, while I went to finish getting ready. I shaved my pussy (using his super-fine electric razor so as to not leave those nasty little red bumps), applied body lotion, after-shower spritz (vanilla, ironically), and slipped on a sexy little black dress and black patent fuck-me pumps with an ankle strap. Make-up, hair, and done! I had packed everything earlier in the day – gels, toys, liquor – so all I needed was Jack.

We had been up so late the night before that we were both dragging a little, so we picked up Monster as our mixer for the night and headed to the club. We arrived a few minutes earlier than expected. I got a drink from the bar, said my “hellos,” and was introduced to my first tour – a unicorn, yay! Turns out she was already matched up with friends, so we toured, hugged, and went our separate ways. I caught up with Jack and found out that the other host couple was a no show. Going to be a busy night!

By 11 p.m., our second winds kicked in, thanks to our Monster (that would be Monster the beverage, not Jack’s cock, as I’ve fondly dubbed it). We hit the dance floor running, so to speak, and returned to the sight of several of our friends having a serious time with one another. One Lucky Lady was leaning back in a high-top chair, legs spread and sans panties, with a female friend bent in front of her licking her pussy and Lady Friend and another sucking her breasts. Lady Friend looked so sexy in this little black dress! By the time we had full view, a couple of other ladies had gathered around and were touching her where ever they could. One was kissing her deeply. The crowd of guys around the scene only parted for more ladies to join in the action. I was getting hot watching Lady Friend play with the Lucky Lady’s nipples and thoroughly enjoying the view. A friend I hadn’t seen in a while came up behind me about that time, and we began chatting. When I turned back, the scene had disappeared. What a shame!

I think our group had collectively decided that they would wait until I was ready before suggesting we get a room. I was ready around midnight and made the suggestion myself. It was a busy night, and, of the 20 rooms in the club, the 10 or so open ones all needed fresh sheets. I was eager to play and went to get them myself. Unless I’m looking for a particular swing or the Sybian, the décor really doesn’t much matter to me. I found the first open room and with everyone following, declared this would be it. Jack’s only question: Are there mirrors? Yes. He left to get our bag of toys and such from the locker and returned as Lady Friend and I had just finished changing the sheets.

As usual, I was the first to be undressed (when I’m ready, I’m ready), and lay across the mattresses watching everyone else strip. I was hot tonight and on a Mission. Jack was next. He came over to me, and I began playing with him, but the idea of a sweet naked pussy so close got my urge to lick it going. I wasn’t, however, going to kamikazi this poor lady by going straight for it. As I said, I was on a Mission, and in order to achieve it, I knew we all had to slow down and make her want it.

I all but ordered Lady Friend to lie down, with Jack on one side of her and the Mr. on the other. I got the prime spot between her legs. She seemed nervous – she’s new to all this – and I quietly told her to just relax. I asked the guys to gently caress her and just gently touch her all over her body, and they did as I asked. I grazed my fingers over her legs and tummy and resisted Temptation. We did this for several minutes, as I cooed softly for her to relax and enjoy the sensations. The guys each started playing with her perky breasts and when one leaned down to suck a nipple, the other followed suit. I continued sending tingling sensations through her from toes to torso. I leaned in to kiss her thighs and let my long hair brush against them. I wasn’t going to touch Temptation until I felt she was weak with anticipation. We could hear the music from the dance floor, and she started to rock, just the slightest bit, to the beat. She was getting her groove on.

I think I was probably weaker with anticipation than she was at this point. I love to lick pussy and am not typically a patient person. I could feel my juices starting to flow and saw the guys’ cocks grow. I brushed against her pussy lips, and I thought she shivered, in spite of the body heat in the room. I licked the inner crease where thigh meets body, flicking lightly and teasing her. The scent of her filled me. I enjoyed watching the guys play with her and watch me, also anticipating my next move. I was getting wetter. It was time. I gently spread her lips and let her feel my hot breath.

I inserted just the tip of my tongue and felt her pulsing clit. A tiny gasp left her. I licked downward and tasted her sweet juice. Her hips came up to meet my mouth. I inserted my tongue into her and then licked upward. Once at her clit, I teased with a light flicker. I continued this for several minutes, knowing that the altering of sensations was making us both wild. She squirmed and kissed the Mr. with fervor. I heard Jack whisper, “Yeah, baby.” As her excitement grew, so did her pretty little clit. I put my lips over it and sucked it – it was all so sweet – and then pulled back while sucking. The sound of her moans matched my moves. I opened my mouth and took in as much of her pussy as I could. If her wetness was any indication, and I’m sure it was, she was enjoying this as much as I was.

Loving every second of this, but knowing that a change in sensation was in order, I replaced my tongue with my thumb and pulled back to watch. I rubbed the combination of my saliva and her pussy juice on her swollen clit and its tip. There was a discernible increase in moisture as I did so. I knew the Mission would be accomplished tonight, but not yet. I placed one finger in her and finger fucked her for a minute or so. It wasn’t enough, so I inserted two fingers. Her reaction was there, but it wasn’t “all that,” so I guided Jack’s hand toward her tight pussy (he has amazing hands and magic fingers), and he inserted his middle finger and penetrated her this way, while I rubbed her clit in circles, then lines, then circles again. Her enjoyment was obvious, and it made me wetter.

Her hips began rocking harder – either to the music or Jack’s finger, not sure which. The sight was too much for me, and I leaned in to taste her – mmm. I could have stayed here for another hour, but the rocking slowed, and I took this to mean that she preferred finger play at this moment, and I obliged. The rocking began again. I slid my thumb through her juices and back over her clit and was met with an exquisite moan. I did it again, and again, as Jack increased his thrust. Her own juices freely flowed now, and I increased my pace, as she met Jack’s thrusts. Her moans increased, somewhat shyly, but definitely with feeling. We didn’t stop and neither did she. She latched onto the Mr. and with a louder moan of finality thrust her hips high two or three more times, and then lay mostly still.

Mission accomplished.

I leaned in for a final lick, knowing that she’d be sensitive to the touch of my tongue, and then kissed Jack, sharing her juices. I reached for his cock, pushed him on his back, and began riding him. I heard Lady Friend say something but wasn’t paying much attention. Wanting the deeper penetration that only doggy provides, Jack rolled me over and began to fuck me hard. Unfortunately, the interruption made me realize just how much full my bladder was, and I had to stop him! Bummer -- coitus interuptus twice in one night! I grabbed a towel and ran to the restroom, and into Lady Friend. I guess she had had the same idea.

As we returned to the room, we heard last call and knew it was time to pack up. Jack and I would be recalling the evening’s events, I would get my O and that doggy when we got home.

Fondly yours,

Jill

P.S. At one point, Lady Friend still seemed to be struggling with relaxing. In hindsight, perhaps because we hadn’t lowered the lights so much, which I know she likes. Or perhaps because of all the attention being given to her. I say the latter because, while Jack, the Mr. and I were of a like mind to focus on her and happy to do so, she reached for Jack’s hard cock. Knowing this would only provide a distraction, I discouraged it. Perhaps it was her way of not accepting all of the attention, feeling compelled to contribute, and I can appreciate that. It’s often hard for us ladies to sit back and relax knowing that all eyes and hands are on us. So take note, readers: First, make sure the atmosphere is conducive to relaxing for the person receiving the attention and, second, if a group wants to focus on you alone, it pleases us to no end, and you are free to just lie there and take it! (On the other hand, Jack’s cock is perfect, if I must say so myself, and it may just be that it was too irresistible!)

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Real Life Sex Story: Oh what a night!

It was a miracle, but we managed to arrive at our favorite club promptly at 7:45 p.m. for the evening’s hosting duties, as other couples were already arriving for the 8:00 p.m. open. (I’m sometimes amazed at what people will wear to a swing club, and not in a good way. Sloppy jeans and a T-shirt is NOT the way to get me into the bedroom.) We checked in with the front desk, got drinks at the bar and food from the buffet, and settled in, waiting for the first new members to show.

Typically, by luck of the draw, we’re paired with couples that are either new to the lifestyle, new to swing clubbing, or new to both. Because of this, our tours are usually pretty long, as we’re explaining not just the club rules, but making sure that new members are familiar with standard lifestyle expectations, and it lends itself to a lot of questions from our guests. This night would be completely different and a little disappointing in this regard. Not only was our first couple familiar with the lifestyle and clubbing environment, but one half worked at a club and was already familiar with our club. This was our shortest tour ever … until the one immediately following – they used to own a club! Soon it was 11 p.m. – the pseudo deadline for coming into the club on any night – and three couples that had signed up were no-shows, so we were cut loose.

We went upstairs to freshen our drinks and remembered how it’s a little difficult to walk into a room full of people that have been partying for three hours and get into the same groove. It happens a little faster for Jack than it does for me, so he was ready for the dance floor immediately. I, on the other hand, wanted to chat with friends and sip my drink for a few minutes. We found Lady Friend and the Mr. almost immediately, and it was obvious that they had their groove on. Jack and Lady Friend went out to the dance floor without me, and I hung back with the Mr. and other friends of ours.

Being that it was naughty school girl night, I was wearing a plaid skirt, knee high stockings, black patent fuck-me pumps, and a white button-down shirt opened to reveal a sexy black shelf bra beneath (like this one) that really didn’t cover much of anything. Lady Friend had changed from the vanilla outfit she had worn into the club (as many of the ladies do) and was wearing this sexy little number made of plaid and fishnet (Wayward Academy Schoolgirl) – sweet and sexy! Several of our friends – ladies and gents alike – nudged me to open my shirt more and gazed at, tickled, or kissed my nipples. This and seeing all of the sexy ladies dressed in similar attire helped me get my groove on!

At our last outing, Lady Friend was disappointed that the hot tub wasn’t open. Since it was tonight and they had been waiting – impatiently, LOL -- for us to be done with hosting duties, it wasn’t long before Jack let me know that everyone was eager to get to the back room for fun and nakedness in the hot tub.

I’ve found that undressing as a preamble to getting in the hot tub is never as ceremonious as it is when going into a private room (though often ceremony is thrown out in a back room as well, when all are eager to play). Such was the case tonight. Undress, clothes in a locker, and off we plunged.

My feet were a little sore, as happens sometimes from walking through the club numerous times in heels (this time new ones), and the Mr. graciously took to massaging one. Jack took the other, and it didn’t take long for me to feel like dancing again! We didn’t want Lady Friend left out, so the guys gave hers some attention, as well. While my entire body is sensitive and touch anywhere can spark a sexual encounter, it was really very sensuous, having this physical attention focused somewhere that didn’t automatically lead to sex.

We floated around in the water, chatted casually, touched lightly, and enjoyed our passing encounters with each other. Lady Friend’s and my nipples were sucked and licked by all in turn, with she and I thoroughly enjoying each other’s and remembering just how sexy we had previously found each other! I was feeling spoiled, again, when Jack gently teethed one nipple and Lady Friend sucked the other. As this went on, different gentlemen guests of the club came into the room, took seats, and watched the encounters. The guys visiting this night were all gentlemen and non-intrusive. (Single guys, take note: Your watching us, in and of itself, can be exciting for Jack and I. If it’s done casually and without intrusion, we’re happy to give you a show you’ll enjoy.)

However, Lady Friend wasn’t much into the audience and noted that it was okay only if she pretended they weren’t there. It’s most important to Jack and I that everyone be comfortable with any situation in which we all find ourselves. While we were fine with the visitors, we didn’t want Lady Friend to feel any discomfort. Also, as this was really just a short bit after we had left the floor from “working,” I found that our friends, and even Jack, were closer to play time mentally than I was. Jack took note of my hesitation (as everyone should, we have key phrases and body language signals and such to communicate anything going awry or a lack of comfort) and Lady Friend’s discomfort, and I believe it was he who suggested going to a back room for some much-needed privacy. Not wanting to find ourselves in the same situation as last time when we had to get dressed and part ways due to last call, the Mr. asked if we should get a room at the club or perhaps go back to the room we had previously arranged for an overnight stay, instead, as planned. I voted for our overnight room, where we knew there’d be neither last call nor an audience, and the others agreed.

If getting UNdressed at the hot tub is unceremonious, getting dressed is even less so. We simply put our clothes on and made our way back to the front of the club. The DJ had just started Mary J. Blige’s “Family Affair,” one of Jack’s favorite songs, and we headed to the dance floor instead of the door. We danced to one more song, and tried to pack up again, instead stopping to talk with friends and say goodnight to our bartenders and others. We finally headed out the door maybe 30 minutes later, but I wouldn’t say it was wasted time. Our extra time on the dance floor moved my mood a little closer to playing, as I love to watch Jack dance and tease him on the floor knowing that others are watching.

At last, we had arrived at our destination and the promised land! The Mr. poured drinks as the rest of us got settled.

As I indicated previously, Lady Friend was definitely grooving, and she wasted no time joining Jack and I on the loveseat. The Mr. turned down the lights, as his lovely wife indicated she preferred this, and it didn’t take long then for Lady Friend to shed her top. Again, I was reminded of how beautiful her breasts are. The areolas are lightly colored and the nipples are perfectly sized and shaped similar to a pencil eraser. (As I write this, I realize that, while our breasts are certainly different, I might use the same description of the areolas and nipples for mine – perhaps why I like hers so much?) The breast themselves are just enough to fill my hand while my tongue plays with her nipples; something I’ve found she enjoys very much, as do I.

My top ended up on the floor somehow, as well, and my bra closely followed. As I attempted to reposition, I noticed that the Mr., though obviously enjoying the view, was alone on the chair while we three were on the loveseat. I took it upon myself to stand Lady Friend up, rid her of her skirt, and sit her down on the Mr.’s lap. What a perfect view from here – she leaned back and into the Mr. and was elevated a bit more than had she been sitting on the chair, and, with both of their legs parted, I could sit on the floor in front of them. Lady Friend’s lady parts seemed eager to meet my mouth, but I wanted to take my time, as I had been looking forward to this. I moved to a kneeling position where I could kiss and lick her body and take in her scent. I couldn’t, however, resist for long, and soon found my tongue on her thigh, and she let out a small groan.

I kissed the area where her inner leg meets her body and licked gently. I spread her lips with one hand and let my warm breath escape onto her clit. This, too, was greeted with the sound of pleasure, and I could take it no more – I began licking her clit earnestly. Her groans grew in intensity. The Mr. was playing with her breasts. Jack watched for a few moments, knowing how much I was enjoying this, then took my skirt from me and positioned himself between my legs on the floor. As Jack licked me, I moaned, and each of my groans sent a new sensation through Lady Friend. As she began grinding her hips excitedly, I put the middle finger of my free hand inside of her and was greeted with more sounds of her pleasure. I began matching the rhythm of her rocking hips with my finger and continued licking and gently sucking her clit. She was very wet and tasted oh so sweet!

There is a distinct difference in having your pussy licked by a man versus a woman. Woman are softer and most tend to be gentler. I’m not saying that one is better than the other; I’m saying that they are different, and I find that both are equally pleasing in their own right. On this night, Lady Friend learned of the difference – I was the first female with whom she had ever played – and I was more than happy to be her “teacher.” Judging from her reaction, I believe that she was equally pleased to have me in this position, literally!

Mr. and Jack got up to remove their clothes, and Lady Friend and I found this to be the perfect opportunity to move to the bed. We made ourselves comfortable and didn’t wait for the guys. They would figure out where we were, and we knew they would follow. ;)

I chose this time to start from the top again, enjoying her breasts and kissing downward until I was at her sweet pussy. I was looking forward to providing pleasure from a different angle. I didn’t waste any time inserting my finger this time and began applying delicate pressure with my tongue to her clit. I licked around her clit and tasted the juices that were flowing freely now. I was thoroughly enjoying myself just as we were, when she – who had previously stated that she didn’t think she was ready to enjoy a woman in the same fashion that I knew I did – parted my legs and began licking me! Playing with her had already made me quite wet, but this sent a surge through me, because it was both unexpected and quite pleasurable. In spite of her having never done this before, she was quite versed in how to please a woman.

The guys joined us in short time and began to traverse our bodies with their hands and tongues. We were both groaning with pleasure, and Jack noted how awesome it was to hear our moans and watch us please each other.

Jack is not just a visual man, but also an auditory man when it comes to sexual encounters. His comment was my cue that the sights and sounds were making him hard. I reached toward him, in search of his cock, and he didn’t disappoint (he never does)! I continued to lick Lady Friend and started playing with Jack’s balls and cock. There was nowhere else on the planet that I’d have rather been at that moment: His incredible cock in my hand, her sweet pussy in my mouth, and her remarkable tongue on my pussy! Oh what a night this was turning into!

I wasn’t in a position to see what the Mr. was doing, but it sounded as though he were participating with Lady Friend, as well as enjoying the view. Whatever he was doing, it seemed to enhance Lady Friend’s enjoyment, and I was all for almost anything that would help me achieve just one goal: Get Lady Friend to orgasm. As my once free hand was now taking in my man’s cock, I guided one of his free hands to put a single finger in Lady Friend, which he did gladly. With him finger fucking her and my tongue and fingers playing with her clit in her own juices, her moans became louder and more prevalent. She squeezed her legs together, slightly at first and then with more pressure. It was with what seemed to be a final sound of pleasure and a satisfied smile that she pulled away and moved to greet her husband’s cock with fervor.

All the time I was playing, I was eager to wrap my lips around Jack’s cock, and so I did the same with my man. I was, for the nth time this evening, greeted with the moans of another’s pleasure. And, while I’m all for being the spoiled one and no one who’s been with me would doubt my love of having my own orgasm, there’s nothing I enjoy more than hear Jack cum … I sucked and licked and enjoyed his hard cock for the better part of half an hour or so and listened to Lady Friend and the Mr. take pleasure in each other. They had switched positions a few times and now she was riding him. It seemed as though they were in their own world, when her moans became louder, she threw her head back, the Mr. let out a groan of his own, and they slowed until they were resting.

Meanwhile, Jack was getting harder and closer to his own orgasm. Among other things, he loves it when I play with his nipples, so I obliged as best I could from my vantage point between his legs. I alternated between sucking the head, licking up and down the underside of the shaft, and taking his balls in my mouth and teasing them gently with my tongue. It wasn’t long before I felt the surge that would be his last of the evening and he began to verbalize his pleasure with deep groans and intense spasms as he came in my mouth, and I swallowed his salty fluid.

With all of their releases, I recognized that I was exhausted, inferring from the events of the evening that each had enjoyed our gathering. Having been a part of at least two of those orgasms, I felt satisfied, as well. With this last thought, I curled up in Jack’s arms, and we slept right where we were, with Lady friend and the Mr. next to us.

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Sexy Little Update: So excited for this weekend!

Unfortunately, my and Jack's schedules have been so crazy that we haven't been able to go out for a little more than a month. We have, however, carved out some time this weekend to go to our favorite lifestyle club!!

So, while I don't have much to say today, after the weekend, we'll have some new adventures to chat about. I'm looking forward to some serious F/F encounters. ;) I can't wait!

Fondly yours,
Jill

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