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My husband Heath called me from a local bar around midnight. He told me he was having a great evening. He had made a new friend, a woman he'd like to bring home for us to share. I was horny and had been playing with my pussy that night while home alone, so I was up for some fun. He texted me a pic of Monica. I found her attractive, and she said she liked what she saw in the pic of me I sent Heath to show her. I told them I'd see them in a half-hour. They arrived, and while we were chatting, Monica mentioned she'd never done anything like this before. She kept asking if I was ok with all this? Heath and I explained that we both were. She seemed to relax over a glass of wine, and then she leaned over and kissed me. My hands went to cup her full heavy breasts. Heath moved behind her and began kissing her neck. He unhooked her bra, and then we helped her out of her sweater. She unbuttoned my shirt and started sucking on my nipples. That's when Heath suggested we head upstairs to our bed to be more comfortable. We all got undressed and fell onto the bed. Monica immediately began kissing me, and I leaned over and started sucking on her hard nipples. While her breasts were smaller than mine, her nipples were long and lovely to suck on, like little penises. She said she wanted to suck my pussy, so I laid back, and she began licking and sucking like an expert! I teased her that she must have done this before. She slid her fingers inside my pussy, fucking me. I then felt a finger slide into my ass, and that's when I finally lost control and came all over her face, just like she wanted. Then it was her turn. I positioned myself between her legs and tongued her wet pussy until her moans were so loud I thought she'd wake the neighbors! Heath had been watching all this time, and his cock was very hard now. Monica said she wanted to get fucked. Heath was happy to oblige. He got her on the edge of the bed, put his cock all the way inside her, and began pumping away. I was sucking on her tits and kissing her until she told Heath she wanted him to fuck her ass. Heath couldn't believe his luck! He turned Monica over, and I helped guide his cock into her ass. As a woman, I know that trust is essential when giving up your ass to a hard cock. I could tell Monica appreciated me controlling the situation as she adjusted to being anally penetrated. After a few minutes of helping Heath gently work his entire cock into her rectum, I slid beneath her. Our bodies were pressed together while she was being fucked - it was as if we were fucking each other! Her moans and cries were even louder at this point! Heath couldn't hold back any longer, and I reached around and gently grasped the base of his cock so I could feel the spasms as it filled Monica's ass with hot semen. After a quick clean-up, she was at it again! Attacking my pussy, licking and sucking like a pro. She asked for a dildo and filled my pussy while she continued to flick her tongue over my clit and suck on my pussy lips. My hands were grabbing at her head, pushing her face deeper into my pussy. Monica was so turned on by going down on me that she started yelling for Heath to fuck her. He was ready for round two and quickly moved behind her and began fucking her from behind. Monica then told him she wanted to watch him fuck me, so she moved up to sit on my face, and Heath began pumping his cock into me. But Monica didn't last long in this position. She wanted to lay down on the bed, so I moved between her legs so I could eat her pussy, and Heath fucked me from behind. I loved the feel of him pumping into me, pushing my face deep into her extremely wet pussy. Heath finally came inside me, and I think Monica was finally satisfied, too. We slept for a few hours, then Heath drove her home. We plan to see each other again in a few weeks!

We were in Southern California for two meetings, both on Wednesday, one week apart. The rest of the time was ours to spend as we wished. Friday, we drove the rental out to Vegas (about a 5-hour drive) and checked in at the Rio like we had a month before. We checked in, took our bags to the room, and went straight to the casino with the fantasy that we would have the kind of time we did the time before. We played together, and we played apart. We looked for opportunities. We hoped for kismet. We gave up and went out to the pool (maybe lightning would strike there for a second time). But, no one tried to pick us up this time. We enjoyed scouring the crowd for likely new friends. It seemed like we made some of them uncomfortable when we tried to make eye contact, so we gave up on that too. I decided to go to the gym for a while. Jack went to the room to search for swing clubs, or try to connect couples in Vegas that we had chatted with in the past but had never met. He was still at it when I returned to the room after working out. He was having no luck with people but had found that there were quite a few swing clubs in and around Las Vegas. Mostly they were off-premises, but four or five were real swing clubs, and a couple of those were open seven days a week. Hmmm? Well, we gave it some thought but decided that any place that was open all the time had to be a little crass for our tastes. He did find some negative postings about two of them on swinger sites. So, we went downstairs for dinner and some gambling after that. We were sitting at a couple of video poker machines right across from one of the bars where the cocktail waitresses refilled their trays. Now, we didn't choose the machines because of the location. But, after a few minutes, Jack remembered the waitress who we had encountered on our last trip. We talked about it and started watching the parade go by. We couldn't really agree on what she looked like; I thought she was brown-haired, he thought blond. He thought tall, I went with short. There were a couple of each that we thought might be her, but each time one of us was almost sure, the other would be just as sure, or more, that she was not the one. Well, we lost that night. Both money and opportunity. Oh well, we had fun in bed wondering what we might be able to get into before we had to go to the second meeting back in California. Late the next morning, I went to the pool, and Jack went to play the tables. We had narrowed the choice of swing clubs to three, and we were both going to think it over till we met up a couple of hours later. I had a good time at the pool. Talked with guys, girls, and a couple of couples. Nothing of interest came from it though. Jack did OK playing the games and almost broke even. And he had scoured the club for our almost friend, the cocktail waitress. With no luck at all. We were hungry, and I was still in my pool stuff, so we headed off to the room to get ready for the night. And that is when kismet struck. At almost the exact same spot on the last trip where we had heard, 'You go, girl,' we now heard, 'Hey, don't I know you'? We turned and there she was. 5'2", 110 pounds, and light brown hair tucked up on top of her head. She was wearing that same sexy outfit that she had on before and was carrying her tray. We all talked a mile a minute, laughing about how we met. She was as excited to see us as we were to see her. And, she also told us that she got off work in an hour or so. And, she would love to get together to talk. She came to our room when she got off work. We had both showered and dressed. She had changed as well. We had a quick drink and then we went out to eat. We had a nice Mexican dinner at a little hole in the wall place far away from the strip. We talked and talked and talked. We told her the story about how we met and played with Scott on our last trip, and she told us that she had no experience, but that she had wanted to try some swinging for quite a while. Her ex-boyfriend had introduced her to the idea and pushed far too hard to convince her to try it. He was so busy being pushy that he never realized that she had become interested and might have said yes if he was just gentler about it. She said she didn't think she was bi but was curious enough that she would like to try it if the situation was right. We talked about the clubs we had looked up, and she was excited at the thought of going but was afraid to go because it was her home town. Then Jack mentioned Freedom Acres. This was a place we had been to a couple of years before in California, but only three hours or so away. Suddenly we had a plan. It was only 5:30 PM, so we were going on a road trip across the desert to introduce Kimberly to swinging. I don't think I could have handled a swing club as my first swinging experience, but she was all for it. And we were too. So, for the next few hours, we were flirting and revealing some of our deepest desires and secrets as we flew across the desert to Freedom Acres. We were still members even though we had lived 2,000 miles away for a few years now. We hadn't been there for 3 or 4 years, but when we walked in the owners recognized us and welcomed us with arms so open that they refused to charge us (or Kimberly) for admission. Well, maybe it was also because we had such a beautiful and SINGLE young lady with us. The owners gave us a tour. There had been many changes since we were there last. We sat by the dance floor and filled Kimberly in on what to expect and danced a little. We all mixed it up a little and met a few couples around us. After a while, we asked her if she wanted to go around to the various rooms. Just to see what was going on and see what she was up for. She did, so we did. The Jacuzzi was full of naked bodies, but little activity was taking place, so we continued on. There was a couple in a 69 on the first mattress we passed. So we stared a little. And moved on. The group area is actually several cubbyholes lined wall to wall with mattresses and mirrors everywhere so you can see something almost anywhere you look. And look we did. For quite a while. Even went upstairs to get a view of what was going on up there as well as getting a birds-eye-view of the action down below. By this time, Jack had both of us feeling him up enough that he was more than ready. We picked out an empty cubbyhole and sat to talk some more. Kimberly said she still wasn't sure what she was going to do, but did say that she was interested, just unsure. Jack suggested that he and I give her a massage or we give him one, but she said what she really wanted was for Jack and me to get it on while she watched and decided if she would join in or not. Cool. We could do that. I stripped him, and then he stripped me. We caressed for a while and then he went down on me. Neither of us could keep from looking at her over and over to be sure she was OK. After a few minutes, we both noticed that she had one hand tweaking her nipple, and the other was cupping her crotch. When we broke to move to another position, Jack asked if she wanted some help? She said just to keep going. We did. Now I was going down on him. My view of her was blocked, so I just got into what I was doing until a few minutes later, something started getting in the way. There was a very small feminine hand cupping Jack's balls. As I lifted my head, I saw Kimberly's face just inches from mine. I lifted more, and she slid right in and started licking one side of his dick while I continued on the other. Then I slid out of the way, and she sucked the whole thing up. I looked up and saw that he had two fingers buried in her pussy with her panties just pushed aside. Within seconds Kimberly had gotten up and squatted over Jack as he guided his cock into her. Her first cum was right away. Her second wasn't far behind. And, just after that she rolled off and said she wanted to watch more. OK with us! I was in real need of a hard cock and Jack hadn't cum yet, so we were off to the races. I was on top, he was on top, we were spooning, we were doing doggy. It was while we were doing it doggy style that we both started watching her because she was right in front of us with both hands in her crotch. She was working hard and was rapidly approaching an orgasm...a big, big orgasm. She got us so whipped up that when she came, we came. Hard. We rested and looked around a bit. We found that we had become quite the show for the many people who were at every entrance to the cubbyhole. We laid there for a long while, just talking about what we had done and what was still going on all around us. We also talked quite a bit about Kimberly trying bi fun, but she was still a little too uncomfortable to try. After a while, she did say there was one thing that she definitely wanted to try, and that was the sex swing. This was a harness like a skydiver would wear over their clothes. Here it was hung from the ceiling, and you got into it without clothes. The next time it was empty, Jack and I helped get her into the rig, and then we laid down below her and got him hard. At this point, we needed some help, and plenty was offered. The harness hung from a rope that had to be lifted and lowered to get things to match up right. Once they were comfortable, they really went at it. She would boost herself forward or up and down with her legs or would be lifted and lowered by all the helpers. As time went on, she accidentally on purpose started caressing me with her feet, so I started touching her too. Just a little at first, more and more as she/we got hotter and hotter. Next, someone got them set up just right and started slowly spinning her on Jack's cock. It only took a couple of full spins before Jack was cumming, and she ordered everyone to let go of the ropes. She needed to cum and wasn't going to wait, so she humped him as hard as she needed to get off. We stepped back and watched the next girl get loaded in, and she had one guy after another. While we were watching, I felt a pair of hands come around me to cup my breasts and found they were attached to Anne, the owner of the club. It wasn't long before she and I were in a 69 in the cubbyhole right behind the harness area. We had gotten together a few years earlier, and she really was good at what she did. Jack and Kimberly came into the cubbyhole a few minutes later and watched the whole thing while they touched each other. With encouragement from Jack, Kimberly even caressed us a little while we were getting it on. As a matter of fact, it was her touch that took me over the edge. Well, that pretty much wrapped up the night. It was 2 AM. The club stayed open for hours more, but we had a three-hour trip ahead of us. We got our stuff together and hit the road. Jack drove, and Kimberly and I drifted off to sleep. We stopped for gas in Baker, and I got in back with Kimberly so I could sleep better than in the front seat that didn't recline. And, boy, was I glad I did. We sort of snuggled up together with me leaning on her as I drifted off to sleep...sort of. You see, she snuggled real good. And maybe she had adjusted her attitude a little over the last few hours because it was only a few minutes before she was cupping my breast. And then caressing it. And then my side and belly. And, when I turned to look at her, I moved forward and kissed her...and she kissed me back. And then we were exchanging tongues and letting our hands wander all over each other's bodies. We really got into it and were almost fully naked when Jack was shocked to hear her screaming, "I'm cummmmmminggg!" He never even knew we were awake the whole time we were having her first bi sex. By this time we could see the lights of Vegas, so it was back to the Rio where all three of us fell asleep immediately despite the fact that there were three naked bodies in bed together. We did take care of that in the morning with an everybody with everybody threesome for a couple of hours. Another heavenly trip to Las Vegas. Another new friend. But now we are planning a trip to Haulover Beach near Miami the first week of May. It's a legal nude beach in a fun area, and there are some swing clubs there too. We even have some swinging friends who have moved to the area. But that doesn't mean we have our plans set. We have certainly learned from experience that our best swinging fun has always come from the things we haven't planned while a lot of disappointment can come from plans that fall apart. So, if you live near Miami, or are planning a visit the same time we are, get in touch. And, if you live near Saint Louis where we live, get in touch too. Maybe, just maybe, our next story will include you.