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My First Time Swinging With Another Couple — 2

The night showed how different our needs were — she got destroyed and loved it, while he stayed quiet. But it only made me want my man’s thick cock even more.

Kendrick eventually got hard enough.

I knelt over his wife's bed next to her and he fucked me from behind, but not as hard as Matias.

Then I pushed him on his back and rode him, rubbing myself and grinding my clit on him.

Lyra and Matias looked on, her still impaled on his cock.

When Kendrick finally arrived, it was swift and silent.

I rolled off, the condom filled and slapping against his belly.

Lyra went over and kissed her husband lovingly.

“Did you have fun, baby?”

“Yes, I did,” he said with a slight smile.

“I know you did.”

“Oh my god, yeah,” she sighed, grinning wide, still breathless.

“That was incredible.”

Matias was lying back with his huge dick flopped on his thigh.

We all got dressed slowly, exchanging polite hugs.

The ride back home was silent in the Uber.

Kendrick spoke only a few sentences all night.

I leaned against Matias in the back seat, his hand on my thigh, and considered how some fantasies don't come true for everyone.

I replayed it in my mind for the next few days.

Not because he was guilty, but because the contrast was so raw.

Kendrick had suggested opening things up himself.

It was clear that Lyra had needed that kind of brutal fucking that Matias gave her.

I could still hear her screams echoing in my head as I was working from home with my legs crossed tightly and remembering how full her cunt was stretched around him.

Matias came over mid-week.

Initially, we didn't say much about the couple.

He simply shoved me against the kitchen counter, pulled my pants down and got down to his knees.

His tongue was magic on my cunt, licking slow circles around my clit and sucking it hard.

I held on to the edge of the counter, groaning as he fingerfucked me with two thick fingers, curling them just right.

I came and it was all over his face, juices running down his chin.

I sucked him off on my knees, taking his big cock down my throat as far as I could.

He drooled and gaped while I pulled his base and rubbed his big balls.

He groaned my name softly, calling me his “good girl” in that low voice that always made me wetter.

I stood up, bent over the counter, and he slam danced into my cunt from behind.

It was a great length, filling me up to the hilt.

He was hard and his hand was on my hip and the other hand was around my clit.

“Come on my dick, baby,” he grumbled.

I did, my legs shaking, around him.

He withdrew and found my ass cheeks, hot thick ropes painting my skin.

Afterwards we washed each other and our hands wandered around.

Matias slowly washed my tits, pinching my nipples until I was grinding back against his semi-hard cock.

I went back under the water and knelt down and sucked him back to rock hard.

He held me up against the shower wall and fucked me standing, deep slow strokes as we kissed.

I went back and bit his shoulder again before he put the condom in me far.

Later on the couch we finally talked about the swinging night.

Matias stroked my hair, “Kendrick seemed… quiet.”

Yeah, I think it was different for him.

Lyra was enjoying every minute of it.

I laughed softly.

“She really did scream.”

Matias lifted me up on his lap.

His dick jiggled under me once more.

Slow and deep we made out, his hands squeezing my ass.

I rode him back on the couch, on his back, until he was hard, then I sat down on him and rode him until he was hard.

He wrapped his arm around my clit and played with it as I bounced, my tits jiggling.

The dirty talk came out easily now.

“Fuck, your cunt feels so good gripping me, baby,” he whispered to my ear.

I rode faster, moaning his name, until we both came together, he filling the new condom, me soaking his balls.

The days became another week.

A few times, Lyra sent me private text messages thanking me and suggesting that she wanted round two.

Kendrick stayed silent.

I wasn’t surprised.

Some men open the door thinking they'll be great, but when your wife gets properly destroyed by a bigger, thicker cock, that's a different story.

We continued our usual routine, fucking almost every other day in new positions and locations, Matias and I.

On his balcony that overlooks the city.

After dinner in a dark parking lot, in his truck.

He ate my pussy for almost an hour on my dining table until I squirted all over his chest.

It was even stronger than it would have been if it had been a swinging night.

No pressure, no performance anxiety.

Raw, hungry sex between two people who knew exactly how to get each other to cum hard.

I really enjoyed his ability to lay me on my back and pound my pussy until I saw stars, and then turn to gentle kissing and slow grinding, saying sweet dirty words to me.

After a very long session that night, in which he had made me cum four times, twice on his tongue and once riding his face, I lay across his chest, tracing his muscles.

“Think we’ll hear from them again?”

Matias shrugged.

“Perhaps Lyra alone, but I doubt Kendrick's getting back in.

I smiled.

“Good.

I like this better anyway.

Just you fucking my pussy whenever we want.”

He laughed low and rolled me under him, already hardening.

His mouth sucked my tits, his fingers played with my still-sensitive clit.

I opened my legs and welcomed him to come in.

This time we fucked slow and deep, eye contact all the way, until I wrapped around him and he spilled in the condom with a groan and called me his perfect girl.

The experiment with swinging had been a trial.

For some it opened doors.

It was probably the one that Kendrick closed.

But for me and Matias?

It only made us realize how fucking good we already had it, raw, often, and totally satisfying.

THE END