Who Played The Game Better - Sex Stories

Who Played The Game Better

"Hey Babe its time to get going," I yelled up the stairs. It took years to coax my wife into trying swinging and tonight was finally the night. My anticipation was high. The thought of being able to have some fun with someone new and have my lovely wife participate was a dream. I know she was giving in to me and it may be a bit selfish, but the thought of another woman and her screwing my brains out was divine. She finally made her way down the stairs. When she reached the bottom all I could do was stare. She was wearing a tight short pink dress and her caramel colored skin was glowing. She looked at me and said, "Are you sure want someone else to have their hands on this?" Grabbing at my groin area I chuckled and replied, "What about someone having their hands on this?" I reassured her that it will be fun and we can always leave if we're uncomfortable. I had us registered with a local group that was having a house party and welcomed first timers. On the drive there my head buzzed with images of naked girls, blow jobs and sweet smelling pussy everywhere. It was a 45 minute drive but it felt like it was taking forever. We got to the house and found a place to park. We checked ourselves in the car mirrors one more time before heading for the door. I rang the bell and a very attractive couple opened the door. Their demeanor was very pleasant and welcoming. We entered the house and looked around. There were couples of all races and shapes mingling and drinking. It felt like we ...

... had just walked into the yearly Christmas party. Soon we found some drinks and began to mingle with the other guests. Many of the wives looked beautiful and were dressed in skimpy sexy attire. My mind was wondering on whom it would be that would initiate my fantasies. I imagined the hot blonde in the tight blue dress reaching under my wife's dress with one hand and grabbing at my package with the other. Or maybe the short sexy Hispanic lady grabbing our hands and saying, come with me you two. I stole little moments when an attractive woman walked past saying things just loud enough to hear. Things like, "Honey, I can see you licking that pussy right there," and "Hey, I bet she would look good sitting on your face." At one point my shy little wife elbowed me and said, "Stop it, you're embarrassing me." I replied with, "Honey you really need to loosen that tight little tongue and relax." As my mind continued to feast on the ample exposed cleavage the host announced it was time for some games. He beckoned us all to an adjoining room. There were at least a dozen couples that entered while others stayed behind spread out through the house. Our host started to speak and give the game instructions. For the first game the men were to put on a blindfold. The women were to remove their tops and expose their breasts. The women were all lined up in a row and the men had to go down the row, one by one, and identify their spouse by touch, smell or taste. Once you think you had found the ...