Adventures in Swinging

Chapter 9- Venturing Out

The elevator ride was shorter than Chelsea would have liked, needing the extra time to get her nerves settled. The excitement of what she was about to do mingled with her nervousness, and all she really wanted to do right then was throw up. She kept rubbing her hands together until Darren reached over and took one in his own hand, squeezing it. She glanced up into his smile, his assurance that she could change her mind at any time. But she couldn't. Not really. This was a fantasy of hers for a long time, and she was determined to see it through. Now, she just had to keep the alcohol she had drank from coming back up at the wrong time.

All too soon, Brian was opening the door to the Fletcher's hotel room, gesturing the others to enter as he held the door open with a smile. With a deep breath, she released Darren's hand and stepped past the man who was about to have his way with her. This is what she had wanted. To feel that excitement again of a first-time lover. The first kiss. The first embrace. The first time someone else saw her naked. As she heard the click of the door behind her, the excitement of what was about to happen pounded within her.

She took another glance at Darren before turning her focus onto Brian. Biting her lower lip, she stood there, hands clasped in front of her, waiting. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rachel approach Darren, her mind already off her own husband and onto someone else's. This was what it was all about after all.

Brian moved closer to her, his hands going to her shoulders as he pulled her to him. Her gaze stayed fixed on his lips, his thin, new-to-her lips. He smiled, c*****g his head to the side. “Still doing okay?"

“Yes," she said, her voice a husky whisper. Swallowing, she cleared her throat, the blush reddening her cheeks. “Sorry. Yes. I'm fine. This is just… New to me."

“Well, if I do anything you don't want or like, just tell me." He reached down to the hem of her sundress; his eyes still locked onto hers as he slowly began to lift it up her body. “I've been waiting to see what was hiding under here for a while. To do to you all those things we discussed online."

She felt her dress being pulled over her head, watched as he tossed it to the chair in the corner, his eyes still on hers. She took a deep breath as she felt his hands slide up her sides, moving to her back to unlatch her bra. Sucking in a breath, she felt the tingling of goosebumps as they covered her arms and legs. As his fingers toyed with the hooks, he leaned in, his lips going toward her neck as his mouth parted slightly. His breath was warm, his fingers cool. Then she felt his tongue licking at her flesh, and she felt the heat instantly pool between her legs. There were no more doubts. She wanted this.

Brian slid her bra straps from her shoulders, allowing the cool air to caress her breasts. He stopped kissing on her neck as he tossed the bra to join her sundress and gazed at her breasts, his hands sliding around to cup each one as he flicked her swollen n*****s with his fingers. He winked at her just before lowering his mouth to suck on the hardened buds, his tongue sending shock waves through her body. She moaned, grabbing the back of his head and holding him to her. Then she felt his fingers slip under her panties and slide down to her clit and beyond, toying with her wetness, plunging into her, taking her.

She surrendered to what was happening, unbuttoning his pants, ripping the zipper downward so she could get at his c**k. His manhood was already swollen, thick, ready. She stroked it inside of his pants, her hand traveling the length of his shaft. This would be the first c**k she had outside of Darren's in over fifteen years. And she needed it. Bad.

She slid Brian's pants down his legs, and he kicked them the rest of the way off. She jerked his shirt over his head, not bothering with the buttons. He laughed a little as he watched her strip her panties off her legs and kick them to the side. With a hunger she hadn't felt in a while, she gripped his c**k and tugged him toward the bed. He went willingly, his hands on her hips, until they fell in a clump on the bed. Chelsea rolled him onto his back as she kissed her way down his abdomen to his rock-hard manhood, which she still held in her hand. She paused for a moment, taking it all in with her eyes, her mouthwatering slightly. Glancing up at him, she grinned, then looked over at Darren who was already on the other bed, Rachel between his legs, staring at his wife. Chelsea grinned, then ran her tongue over the head of Brian's c**k, tasting the pre-c*m that dabbled the top. Then, with her eyes still on Darren, she took all of Brian's c**k into her mouth until the head touched the back of her throat. She closed her eyes, relishing the way it filled her, stretched her mouth just a little, and then she gave in to the pleasure of what she was doing, sucking another man's c**k.