Over the Hump - My First Swinging Experience Part 2

{I would like to say in advance that this will be a long story since most of it has to do more with the changes in my thinking and my acceptance of this new lifestyle than anything else. I recorded 99% percent of this in a type of diary I keep, so I can capture the true emotions and moments as they actually did occur. I’m a writer by nature and find that when relating these particular stories, it’s easier this way to recollect more accurately as they happened with all the nuances each sensation and thought provided whether physical or emotional.}

Two weeks has passed since my life-altering adventure at the local swing club. Since the evening I spent with Don and Linda, my love life with my husband has been more exciting than the first years we spent together while dating and being newlyweds.

In Chapter 1 of “Over the Hump…” I described my life being raised deeply religious with a liberal dose of the Macho-Mexican Male culture that dominates my country. Women are basically there to sexually serve the man and the focus is certainly not on their own satisfaction. It’s almost expected that in general, a man can’t help himself when dealing with his passions. It consumes him and whether it’s with his wife or a prostitute, he is powerless to his sex drive. It’s the reason many women call men “peros” or “dogs” in English as they fuck whatever hole presents itself to them as quickly as they can orgasm without a care of the feelings of the other person.

I met my husband Jay in Monterey, MX while he was on a short vacation and I was attending a friend’s wedding. There was an instant connection between us and from that moment on, I felt and have lived a freedom and happiness few women ever even briefly receive in my country.

He nurtured and encouraged me to explore my sexual desires from the beginning. I had very limited experience, but like suddenly giving a fish an entire lake to swim in when all his life has been spent in a restricting little bowl, a whole world has opened up to me. Even when those feelings began to involve a small desire for the same sex and would certainly be considered shameful and sinful in my previous life, Jay made me feel it was as natural as the love I felt for him.

He’s taken me to strip clubs where he would buy me lap dances so I could feel for the first time another woman sensually touching me. We would also, on occasion go to the local swing club where he would fuck me in full view of others for the most daring moments of my life up to recently.

It wasn’t till two weeks ago, on that one night, where I actually crossed the sexual bridge of sexual exclusivity and enjoyed another couple, that my sexuality began to blossom as I never imagined it could.

It was about 10 days after this, when I received a call from Linda with an invitation for the following day to come over for coffee and catch up on “how I was doing.” I genuinely liked Linda as a person and thought that this was very considerate of her and readily accepted. She gave me her address, some quick directions and with a bit of excitement beginning to stir inside of me I hung up the phone.

When my husband got home from work I told him of the call and of my coffee date the next day. “I just wonder if it’ll stay a coffee date or is it for anything more?” he replied with that mischievous way he always looks at things. “Oh please, it wasn’t like that at all…” I rebuffed, “Linda’s just being friendly and besides, wouldn’t you like to be better acquainted with them if it influences me to continue down this path you’ve made for me?” I teased.

“Oh, so now we’re gonna put this on me…” he laughed feigning innocence, “I just showed you the door and told you it was safe to walk through it!”

“I know, I’m just playing with you… don’t worry, everything will be fine. It’ll be just a friendly date.” I said this knowing that although Jay was teasing me, deep inside, I was wondering if his intuition wasn’t too far from the truth.

That little voice we all have inside of us repeated a warning to me all through that night: “You met Linda at a swing club. She’s neck deep in the “lifestyle”. What does she really want?”

I tossed and turned all night worrying about what was to transpire the next day. Awaking later than normal and still very sleepy, I had a light breakfast, put on a conservative pantsuit and top, and with more than just a little trepidation, I commenced my 20 minute drive to Linda’s house.

Don and Linda’s home was very big for a “middle aged” couple with no kids. Two stories with plum colored brick. Jay and I have been shopping for our first home for awhile and by the size of it I would estimate it over 3000 sq. ft. The landscaping was simple, but very well maintained which stood out in this middle class suburb.

As I parked out front and climbed out of my car, Linda opened the front door of the house, walked outside, and met me at the end of the driveway; immediately putting her right arm around me and with a friendly peck on the cheek said: “Welcome, I’m so glad you made it. Please come on in!”

The thing that made me so immediately comfortable with Linda and Don at the club came back to me right there at her home; she’s just basically an overall nice person and so warm to others. That night I didn’t feel like a lamb parading in front of two wolves. It was that sense of security and warmth that compelled me to take that sexual leap of faith.

Up to that evening, my husband Jay had been almost pushing me too hard to embrace the concept that I can be the type of sexual being he wants me to be, but with my strict moral upbringing it had always been a challenge for me to do so. Everything I had done for my husband before Don and Linda had almost felt like I was being pushed to be something that I wasn’t and could ever be although secretly I had enjoyed each step of the way.

My experience two weeks ago was more than a revelation that not only could I be this “fantasy woman”, I liked it and was feeling the stirrings of any person discovering that what once was revolting is now strangely craved.

As I made my way through the front door Linda gave me the obligatory tour of the home which eventually led back downstairs to the kitchen where cups, sugar, and a spoon were laid out on a small table ready to be used. I could see a well manicured and landscaped backyard with a large patio and a raised deck to the side with a covered Jacuzzi.

“Please sit down and make yourself comfortable” Linda motioned to the table.

“Tell me, how have you been?” she said emphasizing every word apart from the next.

“Well…” I replied coyly and with my eyes looking up at the ceiling, “things are good...” {I knew what she really wanted to know and was getting at, but I wasn’t going to reveal too much too quickly. “Things” had been great. How was I to explain that my husband and I are having sex like teenagers and that we both can’t take our minds off what happened not too long ago? It had been the prime catalyst that ignited each night thereafter. I came repeatedly with the memories of the taste of Linda’s vagina fresh in my brain and the sensation of her husbands cock fucking me expertly. It was a secret that I didn’t tell Jay until he forced it out of me one night and made me scream Don’s name while he pumped me full of his own cum. {I knew it turned my husband on, but I was just too embarrassed to reveal how much I really enjoyed that evening.} }

Linda leaned in slightly towards me and put her hand on the top of mine and with an almost motherly type concern and whispered: “Did the other night cause any problems or did you turn your husband into a 16 year old boy that now can’t keep his mind and hands off of you?”

We both laughed at that and I blushingly responded: “The latter, I suppose. It was quite a night and it has definitely recharged our batteries you could say!”

I was still laughing slightly while revealing this to my newfound “friend”. “Well, that’s good to hear dear… That frequently happens. I’ve been worried and have heard stories where just the opposite happens, but I had a good feeling about you two. You seem very connected and that’s important.”

“Yes we are” I replied. “I feel very lucky on so many levels to have found Jay. I can’t imagine my life with anyone else.”

“That’s wonderful. Well, I can’t imagine a better way to start our morning! More coffee or cookies?” Linda was absolutely beaming with delight. I could tell that it was the sincere type of relief that a truly close friend shows when they know you’re happy and healthy.

Our friendship grew that morning as we discussed all sorts of topics, nothing concerning sex or “the lifestyle”. That was the end of any discussion concerning that evening spent between us.

After about an hour and a half, we said our goodbyes and I made my way home somewhat relieved and happy to have secured a new friend.

That afternoon when Jay arrived from work, I recounted all that happened. He also was happy that I had such a good time.

It was after a few days had passed that I received another call from Linda: “Patty dear, I don’t know if you and Don would be interested, but I want to extend the invitation anyway…” {My curiosity perked up.}

“We have from time to time some friends that come over to the house. Friends from the club if you know what I mean…”

My heart began to beat slightly faster and I felt that tingling feeling that you get when excitement is first starting to rise inside you: “Ummm… yeah… I think I know what you mean…”

Linda continued: “Well not to put pressure on you, but we’re having a barbecue this Saturday night, afterward we all jump in the Jacuzzi and have a good time. If you and Don would like to come over, you’re more than welcome!”

My heart really began to beat quicker knowing what she really meant by “have a good time” and I could barely respond when I said: “Oh…thanks! Well, let me ask Don and I’ll call you back tomorrow to let you know one way or the other.”

“That’ll be fine dear.” She replied: “Till tomorrow…”

“Bye-bye” I said slowly hanging up as Don entered the kitchen.

“Who was that babe?”

“Linda” I said staring at the floor thinking about the call and putting my fingers to my lips.

“Oh yeah?” He answered sensing by my expression there was more to this than just a typical call. “Everything okay?” He said as he came closer bending over while looking up at my face.

“Yeah… it’s just that she invited us to a barbecue Saturday night” I said, still staring straight down with only momentary glances at my husband.

“And?” he gestured with his hands and arms in an open manner, his interest increasing.

“Well, it seems that the people attending this party are “friends from the club”. I made the gesture with my fingers that you do when quoting someone.

“Oh...and by your reaction I suppose it’s that type of party too?” He asked while using the same “quoting gesture” back to me.

Oh, I’m sure of it! She said that after the barbecue they all “jump into the Jacuzzi and have a good time.” I returned again the same gesture.

“And did you accept?” his voice indicating his increased interest.

“I told her that I would talk with you first and then call back” I now bit my lip while looking at the ceiling still searching my feelings on this turn of events.

“Do you want to go?” Jay asked.

“What do you think?” I looked now straight at him still biting my lip.

“Well, you know what’ll more than likely take place? This is the major leagues baby and not to scare you, but you can bet there’s gonna be some wild sex around that Jacuzzi. Are you ready for that?” he politely probed.

“I don’t know. This is all so much so soon.” I was starting to wonder what kind of person I was becoming. Is this the type of lifestyle I wanted to truly adopt and begin to engage in regularly? My first time was exciting that’s for sure, but my conscience was starting to assert itself and why I was combing my mind for answers on what to do now.

“Well…” my husband replied using his favorite crutch word to start most sentences he used. “There’s no one forcing you so take your time, trust your judgment, and I’ll always be here for you to bounce ideas off of whenever you want to talk. When do you need to give her your answer?”

“The party is this Saturday night and I like I said I have to call her back by tomorrow.”

“Oh right… well, that doesn’t leave too much time does it?” Jay said stating the obvious.

“No, it doesn’t.” I again was looking at the floor.

“Would you like to go?” I said looking in his eyes now.

“I’m always open for a good time with you. If you want to, I’ll be more than happy to be your date” he said while now chuckling.

“I’ll have to think about it.”

There wasn’t too much conversation the rest of that evening. Dinner time was quiet and Jay was giving me space to think and it wasn’t till we got into bed that I turned on my side facing him and almost whisperingly said: “What would you think of me if I told you I’d like to go? Would you still trust me?”

“Trust? Of course!” Jay replied. “I mean as long as I know you love me, it’s just sex. Are you wanting to go?” he said for the 3rd time since the phone call.

I thought about it for a second as my heart, mind, and vagina were all still in conflict. I knew how I felt. The other night at the club was one of the most exciting nights of my life, but I was worried who I was becoming. What if someone I knew found out? What if I would lose control completely and become some sexual deviant unable to control myself? Doubts about this swirled around my mind, but yet I couldn’t deny the urge to further explore this world that my husband had exposed me too.

“Yes I do, but I’m worried” I looked at Jay more intensely than before.

“What about?” he asked.

“I don’t want to lose control and lose you.” I admitted.

“Patty, do you feel guilty about what happened 2 weeks ago”?

“No.” I replied succinctly.

“Have you lost any control of yourself since then?'

“No.” I repeated.

“Why is that do you think?” asked Jay with his expertly probing manner that he usually used when talking with disgruntled clients or other angry people he needed to persuade back to his side whenever things got heated. I mentioned during my last story that I have thought Jay could be a great lawyer or a foreign ambassador and he was again using those same verbal talents to lead me to what eventually would be his summary opinion on us attending this party.

“I suppose it’s because you’ve always made me feel safe to do things like this. But, I love you and never want to lose you for any reason.” I answered back in almost pleading manner.

“That's exactly correct.” Jay said now leaning on his elbow while pointing directly to me. “You love me…” he repeated my words. “and I love you. I think that most these people who go to these swingers clubs and attend the type of parties we’re talking about are secure enough in their love for each other that they can separate their sexual desires and physical pleasures with the undying knowledge that their partners love them. They live extremely secure in that knowledge and are free of the jealousies, worries, and fears that grip most other couples.”

Jay was now in full sermon.

“I’ve said this a thousand times; as long as I know you love me, I’m happy for you to enjoy yourself this way. I know that I’m the only one, man or woman that gets to make love to you every night. You may fuck Linda or suck Don’s cock, but you and I make love to each other while we’re fucking!”

It was a trite and worn out line I had heard many times before, but I needed to hear it again. I suddenly was overcome with my love for my husband and wrapped my arms around him all the while pulling him down on me. “Thank you for that. I need that reassurance. This is all so new to me.”

“So are you going to call Linda tomorrow and accept?” asked Jay.

“Yes. I’ll give her a call after breakfast.” I replied.

“I’m already getting butterflies thinking about what may happen…” I said again while offering another admission.

Jay began to slide himself down from my arms while kissing my stomach.

“If you’re lucky I’ll bet this will be one of the things!” he continued his way to my pussy.

I softly moaned in pleasure and began to receive an excellent session of oral sex followed by a solid fucking all the while sexual thoughts of this coming Saturday night danced in my head with each lick of my husbands tongue on my labia and every stroke of his magnificent cock.

The next morning I called Linda and accepted her invitation.

The rest of the week was dealing with usual things in daily life, but mostly spent with my mind on what would eventually happen to us and what other new friends were we about to meet.

Would they be as nice as Don and Linda? What would they look like and would I be fucking someone I yet didn’t know? This was all such a new concept and behavior to me that inside I was a nervous wreck by the time we began to get ready for the party.

Linda had said it was a casual barbecue, but I still didn’t want to appear too informal. I wore slacks and a beaded top and Jay had on his best pants and button down shirt. We also packed our bathing suits with mine being a bikini top that pushed up my 34b breasts and boy shorts that Jay liked to see me in.

The anxiety grew more as we made the drive to Don and Linda’s home. The entire time Jay had either his hand holding mine or on my leg reassuring that all was going to be okay.

As we parked at nearly the same spot that I had parked before, there were about 3 cars parked either in the driveway or in other places on the street in front of their home.

Like before, Linda opened the door and let us in.

“Come on to the back patio. Everyone is out here.”

“Everyone?” she began to announce. ”This is Jay and Patricia.” And she began to introduce us to the three couples standing around all with drinks in their hand. Don immediately made his way from behind the barbecue that was already smoking, shook my husbands hand and mine while also giving me a kiss on the cheek in a purely hospitable way as if this was any other social gathering that anyone would have with friends. It put us right at ease and we both remarked privately to each other how wonderful our hosts were.

The three couples consisted of Jerry and his wife Rachel. Jerry was about the same age as Jay. Shorter, but with a thick “Italian” set of hair and eyes. Rachel was a bit taller than her husband with long brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail.

Bill and Julie was the second couple that we met. Bill was the same age as Don; early 50’s and very tall. He was built much like Jay, but about 2” taller and a much more sculptured physique much like a basketball player’s body. When he talked with you, his eyes would almost bore right into yours and was rather hypnotic when you returned the look. Julie was a Barbie blond! She looked like she came right out of a Southern California Swimsuit Catalog with blue eyes and hair that cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. Julie was much younger than her husband and about the same age as me; mid to late ‘30’s. I could see that of all the women that night, she caught my Jay’s eyes the most and I frequently caught him stealing looks at her as she made her way around all evening.

The last couple was younger than us all and took me by surprise the most. Fidel and Veronica were of Mexican descent like me with the only exception that they were both born in the U.S. I would estimate their age to be around 30. {I found out while talking with Veronica later in the evening that they too had met Don and Linda at the same club we did.} She and I shared the common trait of both being raised in the very religious and strict Mexican culture, while at the same time learning that there was a much more to our sexuality other than the missionary position and producing babies for her man. Fidel was a bit on the chubby side and no doubt enjoyed the offerings that only a Mexican wife can create in her kitchen!

I’m not racist by any means, but one thing I feel strongly about and know is that real Mexican food is the best in the world. Prepared correctly, there’s no taste like it anywhere else.

We had a good time getting to know everyone and enjoying the meat that Don served up on his grill. He even took orders for those that wanted grilled salmon by special request!

Plenty of drinks flowed through the meal, which only made everyone that much more warm and friendly to what would no doubt lead to the real reason everyone was here for later on in the Jacuzzi.

It was Linda who made the announcement about an hour after dinner that it was time to change into our suits and meet outside.

Don and Linda had a very large Jacuzzi that easily accommodated all eight of us. It sat on a raised wood deck underneath a gazebo type covering with all types of vines that ran the sides and top. There were cushions and plastic padded mats that ran all around the back three sides of the structure to the water’s edge. I had no doubt what these would be used for very soon.

Jay and I had changed in the main bathroom and were the last to arrive and sink into to the warm water that was bubbling from the jets down below.

I sat to the left of my husband with Linda immediately next to me and her husband Don next to her. {She in fact motioned and called me to sit next to her as we exited the house.} To Jay’s right was the living Barbie herself Julie and her husband Bill with Jerry and Rachel, Veronica and Fidel sitting opposite.

{I thought to myself that it appeared Fidel was playing the role perfectly of the macho Mexican husband shielding his wife from the enormously handsome Bill. The only bad part about this was that it exposed my husband to the sexiest woman at the party; ‘The Barbie’. As you can tell, I was reverting to some old habits and feeling like I was beginning to play the role perfectly of the jealous wife.}

Don and Linda had prepared and passed out Margarita’s for everyone and each both handed glasses to Jay and me.

It was Fidel who made the traditional Mexican toast: “Salud!” in the center of the pool and we all clinked glasses while getting happier by the sip.

It was after a bit of small talk that Linda began to explain to the entire group {after asking permission from me} of where and how we had met. As she told the basic story, she would gesture with her left hand while resting her right on my leg under the water. I could see the other couples getting more closer too as the story progressed all the while Linda’s right hand was slowly working it’s way to the inside of my thigh.

I was pretty “buzzed” by this time and found my leg opening up to her more and more; inviting Linda to freely access not only my inner thigh, but my warming vagina.

As she finished the story, Linda rested her hand right on the part of the bikini that was directly covering my pussy lips while the other couples broke out into a spontaneous ovation at the end of our tale.

As I felt her daring hand on me, I instantly remembered how good the touch of a woman felt and was so happy I made the courageous decision to come. My husband was now also caressing under the water my right leg, watching Linda’s hand out of the corner of his eye, knowing to not interrupt the progress of my new lover.

At the end of everyone’s gracious applause, Don made the announcement that being the host of tonight’s party, he thought it was “time for everyone to show their appreciation for his great cooking and to have a show of hands who thought the ladies should be as topless as the men are here tonight!” Of course all the men including my Jay immediately raised their hands approving of the motion with Linda of all people laughingly joining the men with her vote.

A sudden shock came over me as I knew this was the beginning of the main event.

Linda was the first to remove her top showing the best implanted 36D’s money could buy and that she was so proud to be the owner of and giving everyone a courtesy shake to make them slightly bounce from side to side to prove it.

Slowly the other women around me removed there’s too.

I, initially feigned problems with my strap that was tied behind me, but Jay was having none of that as he helped untie the lie and I too ultimately revealed my lovely pair while placing my top on the deck behind me.

Well that unlocked the restraints of the entire group and started the action as soon Fidel began to caress and massage the only other set of Latin breasts in the pool other than mine. Jay began to kiss me slowly on my neck as I leaned my head back and closed my eyes when before too long I felt the familiar touch of Linda’s hand crossing my body to knead my right breast.

Moans were getting louder as I opened my eyes to see the scene beginning to unfold. Jay was continuing his attentions to my neck and lips while he then began playing with my chest. Linda had returned to her previous stroking of the outside of my bikini bottom; feeling my pussy as it began to swell through the fabric.

‘The Barbie’ was now sitting on top of her husband Bill as they were tongue locked while Bill had both of his hands on each of Julie’s admittedly absolutely spectacular breasts. They looked to be natural large ‘C’s with nipples that sat slightly up and protruded out to meet her husband’s hands and mouth.

Across from me Fidel had made his way up partially out of the water; sitting on the edge of the pool and began to remove his shorts. This revealed, truthfully a rather short and stubby penis that flaccid couldn’t have been more than two inches in length. “Poor Veronica”: I thought to myself: “No wonder she’s here…”

As Fidel was doing this both Veronica and Jerry were beginning to give attention to Rachel. Veronica began to rub her husbands diminutive member with her right hand while engaged in a deep kiss with Jerry’s wife and reaching out with her left hand to try and locate Jerry’s dick much like a blind man reaching for something.

I was briefly amazed that although Veronica was much like me in how she was raised, she had been totally able to overcome whatever insecurities and fears she may have had and now was not shy at all going straight for what she desired.

“Would I ever be like that?” I briefly wondered.

Don up to that point had been a passive viewer of events in front of him, but it wasn’t long before he made his way to the front of me. He looked over at Jay and asked if he could assist his wife in removing my bikini bottom.

“Please do.” said Jay softly smiling. Don turned to me and motioned with his face as if asking: “May I?”

I leaned back and semi-straightened both legs and allowed the buoyancy of the water to lift my butt up from the place I was seated. He reached up and gently slid the bikini fully off and tossed it where my bikini top was resting.

After that he made his way back up the inside of my legs, parted them open again with his torso, and submerged himself so that he could be able to kiss each of my inner thighs. He then slowly placed his tongue on the outside of my now throbbing pussy lips. He had a way of making his tongue extremely flat as he licked my entire vagina up and down.

I was in heaven as I had the tongues of Linda and Jay on each of my breasts while receiving the oral attentions of Don on, around, and inside my pussy.

I could see that everyone was now fully disrobed too and in various stages of sexual activity.

There’s no way to describe {unless it happens to you} the sensation of being in the middle of a full-on orgy. The sights, sounds, smells, and sensations are a powerful combination that is nothing short of a sexual sensory overload.

It was at that moment that I noticed next to my husband, Julie was sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi getting her pussy licked by Bill and something else was beginning to occur.

As Jay was watching me receive cunnilingus from Don and Linda and sucking on my breasts, Julie was reaching over to him and playing with my husband’s right shoulder and back in a very sensuous manner.

That reoccurring feeling of jealousy started to creep up inside me, but just as soon it disappeared as I allowed myself the enjoyment of witnessing this innocent gesture by Julie. She was lost in passion and was either using Jay’s shoulder only for support or wasn’t aware of crossing any boundaries. Besides that, it looked surprisingly sexy!

My senses were jolted back and I returned to the sex happening in front of me as Don stood up and began to enter my vagina with his cock. Linda and my husband was assisting my natural buoyancy by holding me up under my lower back and bottom and practically guided my hips up to meet Don’s hard cock. Nature took over as I wrapped my legs around his lower back and brought his dick deep into my vagina.

My god I had forgotten almost the feeling of a foreign cock {not belonging to my husband} stroking in and out of my cunt!

It was then that I was witness to another first with my husband: As Don slowly fucked in and out of me with my legs wrapped around him, Linda had reached under my butt and began to stroke my husband’s penis………… and I didn’t care.

“I didn’t care!” I thought.

It was a beautiful site to see the hand of Linda slowly masturbating my husband as in rhythm with her husband. She noticed right away that I had seen what she did and my husband was timidly allowing. “Baby...” she came closer and whispered into my ear: “Are you okay with this?”

I could only motion my head to her with a look of resigned approval as Don lifted me out of the water with both of his hands and onto the same edge of the deck that Julie was now beginning to orgasm on.

Don resumed his fucking and slowly pumped his shaft deeper. Linda had now slid behind and around Don over to Jay who looked to me increasingly terrified much like a deer in the headlights as a truck approaches.

We had talked many times that I wasn’t ready for him to experience anyone else yet and he still didn’t have any permission to cross that line.

“He had allowed her to stroke him for a brief period of time before, but only because he was a bit caught up in the orgy around us” I thought. Now was a different matter as Linda was bearing down on him like a hungry animal wanting to devour its prey.

He held his hand up to her pinching the tip of his right ring finger to his thumb as if saying: “Uhhh… one second please'. He spun his head and looked at me with a “what do I do?” look to his face.

Don, meanwhile just continued his slow, deliberate fuck.

All I could do at that moment was feel empathy for this prince of a man and looked back at him………….. and smiled.

He then did something that surprised me more than anything else that night: He turned back towards Linda, put his hands on each her shoulders, brought her in closer, and whispered something into her ear so as not to interrupt the others in the Jacuzzi.

Linda returned the smile, put both hands on his face, gave him a kiss on his cheek and returned back to the opposite side of her husband who was now close to cumming.

{I wondered what had happened and what had Jay said to Linda to make her react in that manner?}

Jay then turned his attention back to me and gently reached out and took my hand while slowly making his way up past Don and to my mouth, kissing me first very tenderly then increasingly passionate with both of our tongues entwined while Don began to really slam me hard. The sound of him slapping up against me was more pronounced than ever and now I was the one that was beginning to come. I let out a loud moan as the first of many waves of pleasure washed over me. This had the effect of sending Don over the top and pulled out of me, turned towards Linda’s mouth as she eagerly tasted the first of many streams of his cum that I just encouraged out of him moments before. It was a very hot moment to watch.

I needed 4-5 minutes to recover from that first orgasm of the evening and rested back on my elbows with only my lower legs still in the water. It was during that recovery phase when Linda made her way up to my face and we began to kiss just as passionately as Jay and I had done moments ago. Don’s sperm was still dripping from the front of her face and the taste of him was strong inside her mouth as we kissed for a solid minute. Now, I’m not a big fan of cum in my mouth, but I was turned on more than the previous evening at the club with them and I sexily licked up the remaining liquid.

I began to immediately think as I slipped back down into the warm water of the Jacuzzi that it’s funny how this group is as vanilla as can be during the typical normal parts of everyday life. It was just earlier this week that I was having coffee and cookies in Linda’s kitchen talking about the color of her drapes and now her husband had just fucked me followed by my licking his cum off her lips. Amazing life we sometimes live…

Jay had stayed on the edge of the pool stroking my hair and like me was watching the action around us.

Across from us, Fidel and Jerry had fully traded spouses. Fidel was fucking Rachel from behind while Veronica was going down on Jerry. I guess Jerry must’ve been too excited because it wasn’t one minute before he began to cum. Veronica didn’t take his load though, but rather raised up and jerked his cock to completion as Jerry’s sperm coated her right hand. With that they both reached for the various hand-towels that our hosts had placed around the Jacuzzi. Veronica smiled in satisfaction as she wiped the remaining cum from her hand. Jerry just laid back to relax and watched Fidel continue to fuck his wife from behind.

To my right, Bill and ‘The Barbie’ had finished their first round and were also relaxing. 3 of the 4 couples sat back and watched the last couple; Fidel and Rachel finish as Fidel pulled out and coated her back with several jets of his sperm.

We all laughed and joked with each other afterwards and rested for about a half hour before Veronica was the first in the group to make a move; and I was her target.

As I described, we all were just chatting allowing the men to recharge their penile batteries when out of nowhere Veronica came toward me across the small pool and stated: “I’ve wanted to kiss you all night. Do you mind?”

My heart began to beat quicker. “Sure” I said willingly.

She positioned her body directly in front of my legs while spreading them open like Don had done, but this time with her knees, came closer and leaned in for a slow and soft kiss; parting my lips ever so gently, flicking her tongue with mine.

Three weeks ago, I had just only learned the wonderful sensation of another woman and it was all still new to me. Jay had said that once I acted on my secret urges I would always desire to be with a female. Veronica was soft and had a perfumed floral scent that was different than Linda who, up to that point was the only woman I had ever been with outside a lap dance from a stripper.

She pushed my head back with the weight of her kisses and continued to separate my legs more open till I could feel her pubic mound against mine.

As she finished, she looked deep into my eyes with a lustful glare.

Her right hand encircled my left breast as she moved her lips down to my nipple and began to softly suck it to life.

Almost simultaneously she began to fuck me with a slow grind of her hips. She had the talent of being able to grind her pussy directly against mine as if our two clitorises were rubbing against each other. The sensation was overwhelming.

Jay watched intently as I eventually moved back up to the edge of the pool to offer Veronica a tasting of my vagina. I was getting the hang of this and I boldly opened my legs wide to her as she again brought my passions alive with slow licks of my labia.

This also had the effect of causing the rest of the group to begin round two of this evening’s orgy.

‘The Barbie’ was now getting attention from Don as he had made his way over to her. Bill left her to Don and now was on the other side with Linda and Jerry as she laid down on the pool’s edge and started to suck Bill’s cock while Jerry began to perform cunnilingus on her too. Fidel got in on the act late as he joined up with Don and presented his still semi-soft cock to Julie’s mouth, not saying a word in the process.

{I personally don’t think she was too overly excited with that move, but gracefully accepted to try and bring Fidel’s smallish penis to life more out of courtesy than anything else.}

My husband slowly stroked his cock while Veronica continued to lick me, but now it was my turn to continue my bravery; I wanted to taste pussy at least once before I went home.

I got up and moved down into the water again gesturing to Veronica to take my previous spot. As she inclined back while I opened her legs with my hands and brought my mouth to her inner thighs. My tongue extended out to her vagina and I inhaled the distinct aroma of a woman. It was intoxicating and I dove my tongue hard into her.

Veronica gasped as I licked, sucked, and rolled her clit around my lips and tongue. She tasted so good! I glanced up to see an expression of sexual agony covering her face.

As I then glanced over to my husband, empathy once again swelled up inside me and I suddenly lifted myself up and away from Veronica vagina to kiss him and give him a taste of her.

I reached for his hand and placed it squarely on her left breast to indicate my approval for him to now join our play. My previous insecurities were dissipating and I wanted to push the boundaries of not only my body, but my mind and marriage a bit.

He began to massage, fondle, and kiss her breast while I returned to that tasty cunt of hers. {Now, I’m no expert now of pleasuring a woman. I only know what feels good to me and can simply reflect what I enjoy.} I decided to start to explore with my fingers her vaginal canal. I stroked two of them in and out of her rhythmically. Jay continued to kiss Veronica’s breasts and nipples to an erect state. I never thought I could enjoy the sight of Jay doing this, but like the other women on that deck I got more turned on by the sight of him having fun too than I ever could imagine possible. It was safe, harmless, and a surprise that it could turn me on!

I returned to sucking on Veronica’s clit while still fucking her with my two fingers.

It was then I felt the sensation of an unexpected strange pair of hands on my ass: It was Jerry now positioning himself behind me. He raised my bottom up from the water, spread my ass cheeks apart, and started to rim my anus with his tongue.

There was no doubt about it now, I was becoming a shameless slut and loving every moment of it! This felt so good as my asshole and lower vagina was being licked from behind, I had a mouthful of Latin pussy, and my husband was sucking another woman’s breast who now was getting his cock hard with her hand as she stroked him like Linda had done briefly before.

Who knew I could ever do this and be happy to allow my sexual desires to run free?

Who would have ever thought I could participate in an orgy with such enthusiasm?

I continued to suck Veronica’s clit as she orgasmed in my mouth and as much as I enjoyed her smell and the taste of her juices, her cum was twice as delicious. I licked it all up.

As she raised herself away from my mouth, I moved out of the water entirely to the same padded mat she had just been on and assumed a “doggy position” with my knees on the edge. My pussy was easy access to Jerry who was still inside the pool area. He entered me smoothly and for the second time that night I was getting fucked again.

Veronica had completely moved away from our scene, but my husband came closer to me and held his cock up for me to suck on. As each stroke of Jerry’s dick entered and exited me from behind, I licked Jay’s shaft, fondled his balls, and started to give him a well deserved orgasm.

You can imagine with him being a witness 90% of the time to most of the activity in that pool, he was ready to come and as quickly as Fidel’s recent 30 second orgasm previously described, I felt Jay’s testicles begin to raise up and down as they do right before he explodes.

It was a major release for him as I took in as much of his juice as I could, but it was an incredible amount and it overflowed the sides of my mouth and oozed back down his shaft while I drained him for all he could give me.

Behind me, Jerry was in full stride pumping me and I felt his balls repeatedly slapping up against me.

Before long that deep feeling from my stomach began to make its way towards my vagina and I had a very long, intense, and hard orgasm that left me breathless as Jerry continued to pump away.

Within a minute he too was cumming and coated my lower back and bottom with his jism.

I was totally spent. I watched the others as they were all finishing with their couplings and orgasming in sequence not long after my threesome.

Another mind blowing night that just weeks before I never imagined I could ever accomplish! On top of that, I was witness to my husband playing a little with someone other than myself and had enjoyed that too!

Oh and by the way, I eventually found out what he had whispered into Linda’s ear earlier that evening. He never would tell me, but Linda did the next time we had coffee at her place.

Linda smiled and said in that sweet, maternal expression she has: “Patty, I never thought I would meet a man as kind as my Don…, but I think you have an equal in your man Jay!”

I was definitely curious as I listened to her more: “He said to me that although he would be more than honored to “have” me, it was more important to know for sure it was okay with you before anything else. ‘Our love is more important than my penis’: he said. ‘If you don’t mind, may I wait till possibly another time?’ ”

I knew there was a reason that I felt an instant sense of pride and trust in him at that moment while watching Linda and he, and that validated it.

I said goodbye once again to Linda and drove to my home. I greeted my husband with the tightest embrace a woman can give to her man.

This person fell in love and married an innocent and sexually ignorant woman restrained by centuries of male dominated Latin culture. One where a woman’s desire takes a backseat to the uncontrollable passions of the helpless man who “God made this way.” A macho culture that accepts and celebrates a man’s need to sexually wander from one bed to the other while ostracizing any diversion by the woman.

Jay had drawn my secret desires out from deep within my being. He nurtured my passions and always provided a safe outlet for me to express my true nature without once making fun or mocking my sexual expressions. I owe so much to him and never thought that while sharing intimate acts with people I had only briefly met, that it would cause a deeper love, respect, and admiration to develop in our relationship. We were never closer. I still don’t know where this will all lead or if it will lead to anywhere. I don’t feel a loss of control as I once feared I would, other than a loss of control for my husband.

It’s with a sense of adventure that one has just before taking a long vacation to some unknown destination that I now look ahead to my next sexual foray.

I now think of sex much clearer than before and continue to write any and all my memories in a book each day so that I can share them with you all now and look back on them later.

Until that next page turns, goodbye for now.