The Swinger Confessions: The Anniversary Gift - Sex Stories

The Swinger Confessions: The Anniversary Gift

... what was to happen, took a deep breath, and hoped that her husband wouldn’t get them both thrown in jail. ~~~ Gary escorted his sightless beauty into a very kinky adult play store. He understood her; she would never agree to accompany him to a place like The Treasure Trove. The clerk eyed Gary and his wife suspiciously but said nothing. “Two please,” Gary nodded toward the theater entrance. “Yes sir,” the clerk pressed the button for the door of the theater. “Have a good time.” Carla’s breathing grew rapid as she felt her husband’s hand in the small of her back. He escorted her forward and suddenly she heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. “What? Gary, where are we?” “A movie theater,” he whispered, “Take a deep breath and relax, Car.” Carla took a deep breath and after catching a whiff of sex, she couldn’t believe that her husband brought her to such a seedy place. “Are people, oh my god, Gary, are people having sex here?” Gary took a step away from his gift, circled her, and just as he saw shock register in her features, he felt heat emanating from her dark skin. “Listen, tell me what you hear. Breathe deeply, tell me what you smell,” he spoke softly knowing that his voice was vital to her enjoyment. He walked her along the aisle to the front of the theater, and found a seat. “Do you trust me, love?” Carla didn’t hesitate, “Implicitly, but…” she felt the heat of arousal spread through her mound just as her mind thought to protest. “No buts. Sit.” “Hmmm, Gary. What is ...

... this?” His gaze fell to her breasts. Her nipples were erect and made his mouth water; this was not going to be easy on him, but he was certain to enjoy every second of the evening. His plan seemed to have caused a stir in the theater as she walked down the aisle toward him. Gary stood to greet her, but held a finger to his mouth urging the Creole beauty to remain silent. Kissing her cheek, he whispered, “This is my wife, Carla, do with her as you please.” The woman simply smiled. Gary sat next to his wife and placed his mouth on her breast. Her moan was music to his ears. He stopped sucking Carla’s breast when the woman began to strip. Her hand reached for his head, “Don’t stop,” she cried as she heard his intake of breath. “Gary.” “Shhh,” his hand fell to the hem of her dress and began exploring her softness. The Creole beauty began to masturbate while Gary gently fingered the pussy he adored. Carla felt white hot jolts of pleasure course through her system as her body yielded itself to his manipulations. “Just let it happen, baby.” Carla reached for the blindfold, but stopped when she heard the slickness of a pussy that wasn’t hers. “We’re not alone.” She let the statement play itself over and over in her mind. “Does that bother you?” Carla thought about that and found that not only did it not bother her; she realized that it heightened her arousal. She pressed down on Gary’s fingers with renewed energy. “No.” The Creole woman began to stroke Gary while she watched the ...