u/Careful_Poem

Swinger meet up goes wrong. Or really, really right.

If you think this is based on your comment on my previous post here, it is. Sorry.

Me, my girl, and another couple meet up. We're all new to the lifestyle, and this is our first meet up. Drinks go well, everyone is vibing. The guy seems especially excited for this to happen. Like, REALLY excited. He was almost pushing to get this to the bedroom right way, but the girls and I wanted to make sure this was right for everyone so we were taking our time getting to know each other over drinks.

When the sex is finally going to happen, we are definitely going full swap. So we start with our respective partners and begin foreplay. Barely 5 minutes in, his excitement takes over... and even before the first swap, he busted a nut on his partner's face.

Both seem embarrassed. He runs out of the room.

But she stays, and after assuring her it's fine, my girl cleans off the cum with her tongue, with some assistance from my fingertips spoon-feeding it into my girl's mouth, then the other girl's mouth.

The other guy doesn't come back... And what was supposed to be a foursome is now a MFF threesome. Lucky me!

Glow up after break up?

Nah, marriage is for life. You went did the glow up BEFORE break up. You lost the weight, you hit the gym, and you reinvented your wardrobe. You're still a bit chubby and little off of your goal, tiger stripes on the sides, but real men love those. Right?

Not your husband. He hasn't looked at you or touched you in years. He's focused on his business, but still has time for his friends.

Meanwhile, you slimmed down. Got in shape. Bought a new wardrobe to compliment that shape: shorter skirts to show the toned legs, tops that show off your bare shoulders and dip low enough to highlight your considerable cleavage. New hairstyle. New hair color. YouTube tutorials and more subtle but effective makeup. New perfume that the clerk ASSURED you smelled much better on you than your previous go-to bottles.

The new wardrobe was from the ground up, by the way. New colors and styles of lingerie, including the exclusive use of thongs.

Over the last six months, you've become a completely new woman and your entire social circle, with the exception of your husband, has had high praise for the change. Your confidence has soared, too, and you find yourself quicker with quips and more daring comments to friends and strangers, things the old you wouldn't have dared to say.

And still, you remain untouched and unsatisfied. It battles against your newfound wit and charm, making you feel simultaneously bolder, but also wishing to retreat forever.

Until HE came into the picture. It started with one of your new and uncharacteristic quips, and he enjoyed the boldness and came back with one of his own. Unexpected butterflies. Why can't your husband notice the new you the way this stranger seemed to?

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And this is where I'd like to open the collaboration up. I'm thinking the guy can be a new member of their social circle, classically handsome, and a little mysterious. No one is sure about him. Maybe a few rumors circle and some are true.

We can work on the motivations of the husband too, or perhaps just leave them mysterious.

This would work best as a slow burn over several sessions of flirting and getting to know each other, culminating in some great sex, finally getting our lonely wife the satisfaction she deserves.

My fantasies are tame compared to some of the ones you all post.

I want to meet a girl from Dirty Pen Pals in real life, one who really knows how to use her words to turn men on. And I want her to enter a scenario with another guy, especially one who has longed for that fantasy real life but has never been able to live it out. The longer he's wanted to do it and the more desperate he is for it to come true the better.

Then I want her to run through his fantasy with him, using all of her sexy grammar and word choice. Paint him a picture with words that leaves him satisfied, but also even more keen to live out his fantasy in real life. All while I read over her shoulder, play with her body, and eat her pussy.

Then? Then, the DPP girl and I move to the bed and live his exact fantasy out.

If we wanted to add a little cruelty to it, we could video tape and take pictures of the highlights, minus our faces of course, and send him all the juicy vids.

"I gave my fwb your fantasy in real life; he loved it! Thanks!"

His reply might get me hard enough for round 2. Lol.