Adventures in Swinging

Chapter 4 - Venturing Out

She glanced behind her to where she knew Darren sat in the living room watching some crime drama on TV. I know exactly how to release some of this energy, she thought with a mischievous grin. Pushing herself away from the desk, she went to disrupt her husband's relaxation.

As expected, Darren sat in his recliner, beer on the end table beside him as Criminal Minds droned on in front of him. She didn't slow as she approached him, pushing the recliner down with her foot when she reached him. She needed this release, their little tryst at the mall only stirring up her fantasies instead of cooling the pooling heat between her legs. He glanced up at her, one eyebrow arched as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him. “I hope you weren't really watching that," she said as she reached for the button on his pants.

“Even if I were, I'm sure with that smirk on your face, I'm going to much prefer watching you." His dark eyes twinkled as she unzipped his pants, reached in, and pulled out his quickly hardening c**k. “Especially when you're down there like this."

She grinned as she stroked him. “I'm dripping just thinking about what we're planning. I want it, Darren. I want to be f****d while watching you f**k another woman." She continued to pump her hand up and down on his c**k, feeling his thickness grow in her grip. “I want to cry out as another man pounds me. My p***y is so hungry for it, it's driving me crazy."

Darren slid down a little, giving her better access for what she wanted. “You always did like being such a naughty woman." He waggled his eyebrows at her. “It's one of the reasons I married you." His grin grew, and she knew he wanted their adventure as much as she did.

“Are you ready for it? Ready to see another man use your wife? Take me, bend me over, and drive his c**k into my cunt?" She stroked him as she spoke, tempting him, as she saw the pre-c*m leak from his tip. Leaning down, she licked it up, gliding her tongue over the head of his c**k, tasting him as well as her from earlier. God, the combined taste drove her crazy. She dropped her head onto his c**k, swallowing him as she swirled her tongue around his shaft, running it across his veins and the throbbing head of his shaft.

He groaned, his hips rising slightly to meet her mouth. “Oh, god, yes. I want to see it, see you being f****d, taken, used. I want to hear you cry out as his c**k plunges deep into your wetness." She felt his hand fall to her head as he spoke, his voice growing heavy with his lust. “I know you want it, want others to f**k you, to give yourself to them."

She lifted her head and stood, pulled her clothes off in quick jerks before helping him with his pants, biting her bottom lip the entire time. When his c**k was completely free and she was naked, she turned and lowered herself onto him, gripping his manhood and guiding it into her cunt. “Is this what you want to see?" she asked. “Me bouncing up and down on another man's c**k? Your wife giving herself to him completely? God, I know I want it." She bounced up and down on Darren's rod, feeling it spread her open as she gripped his thighs. She closed her eyes, picturing the scene she was describing, picturing the college kid from the mall, imagining his hands on her hips, guiding her as she rose and fell onto his c**k.

“You're picturing it now, aren't you, my little slut?" She felt him dig his fingers into her hips, guiding her down onto his c**k faster, a sure sign he was close to coming.

“Yes," she moaned as she swallowed his manhood with her p***y. “Oh god, yes!" And then her body shook, her arms almost giving up on her as she fought to hold herself up, her orgasm rippling through her in constant waves. “Yes!"

She felt him grip her tighter and then pin her down on top of him as his c**k twitched inside of her, his hot c*m filling her passion. She moaned, relishing the sensations that coursed through her body at that moment, picturing how many more she would feel as they opened themselves up to new adventures.

When her orgasm subsided, she sunk down onto him, allowing his c**k to fill her completely as she leaned back onto his chest. She felt his arms wrap around her, his fingers toying with her swollen n*****s. She relaxed into him, her breathing still ragged pants from their s*x. “These quickies are fun but we need more," she said with a slight chuckle.

He kissed her shoulder, his lips warm on her bare flesh. “Agreed. Shall we head to bed?"

“As long as you don't plan on sleeping."

He nibbled her skin. “Nah, I'm thinking there's too much energy in you, right now, for sleep, and with your fantasies, I'm sure new life can be found between my legs."

She squeezed herself into him, pressing into his arms tighter. “Count on it." Her fantasies would keep him hard and her wet; of that, she had no doubt. She couldn't wait for the meet and greet tomorrow night. Her p***y ached for this adventure.