Monday, January 4, 2010

Musing No. 70 - Erotic Perfection

No matter how many times we do this there is always that nervous energy at the beginning. The excitement of what is to come is intoxicating. I found myself glancing at his lips wondering how they would taste and feel against mine. Admiring her breasts, imagining sucking softly on her erect nipples. The four of us sat in the living room making small talk about everything but the one thing that was on all of our minds.

Are we going to fuck?

We met via our fav swinger website. After exchanging a few messages we made plans to meet at their apartment. Within moments of meeting I knew I wanted them both. He is the sexy artistic type. He had this whole Johnny Cash Elvis mix about him with his deep voice and sexy southern drawl. She looked to be something of a free spirit with her long flowing dark hair mixed with sultry full lips. I was enamored with her full breasts atop a petite little body.

What happened next was quite possibly the most erotic encounter of my life. It was how everything flowed that made it so erotic; our bodies were all working in unison like pieces to a puzzle. She kissed me with such passion I can still feel the heat of her lips on mine. Passionate would most certainly describe the entire encounter. We touched one another with such desire and fervency as if we might never touch another person again. Within moments we were a jumbled mess of bodies; intertwined in such a way you could not tell where one person began and another ended.

She paid delicate attention to my nether regions using her tongue to caress and gently cajole my orgasm forth. The mixture of delicate caress and passionate force sent shots of electricity through my body. I found myself grabbing her hair and as my hips bucked forward with intense pleasure. I took a moment to catch my breath. I could hardly wait to flip her over and taste her sweet juices. Her pussy was a lovely shade of pink and like her body was petite and perfectly symmetrical. It tasted as sweet as it looked. I began licking her throbbing clit while I penetrated her with my fingers. As I thrust inside her I felt her wet pussy begin to tighten until her pussy clenched as she came. She began to writhe and giggle as her delicate bits became sensitive to the touch.

With great excitement and anticipation I took his cock into my mouth as she watched, obviously aroused by the sight. Soon she joined me in caressing his cock with our mouths. Hubby moved between her thighs and began to lick her delicate pussy. Soon her body began to writhe again as she rocked her body back against Hubby’s face. The more aroused she became the more intently she sucked her Hubby’s cock. As pleasure over took her she directed me to suck his cock while she watched. The sight of her Hubby’s cock in my willing mouth sent her over the edge into waves of orgasm.

We repeated the scene with Hubby’s cock in our mouths. The sight of her mouth on my Hubby’s cock equally aroused me. She took all of him into her mouth while she looked into my eyes with desire. She would come up for air to kiss me passionately telling me how good it tasted. Her hubby buried his face in my pussy and soon it was me that was writhing with desire. His soft goatee gently caressed my thighs as his soft tongue caressed my clit.

We continued like that for hours…caressing, licking, sucking, writhing and fucking… Until finally we collapsed into a pile of breathless sated bodies. We lay there a few moments gently caressing one another. She grasped my hand as if wanting to hold onto that connection that was so tangible between the four of us. Suddenly and unexpectedly she crawled on top of me rubbing her pussy against my flesh and kissing me passionately. With that we began again….until again we were breathless and sated.

As we drove home, 6 hours since we had first met our new friends, I felt a sense of calm come over me. I felt so in tuned with my body, my sexuality. Likewise I felt a sense of connection with Hubby. Those who have not shared their spouse may not understand but sharing your partner, in some strange way, seems to create a closer connection.

It’s a shame after such a perfect first meeting that we live so far away. But, I’m thinking the next time we are in town we have a date.

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