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Naughty Lennys First Soft Swap and Date With a Woman

It happened after our first ever double date. Stace and I were bonding over talking about lingerie and she started showing everyone hotel deals before the first round of drinks even came, and we went straight to the nearest one after the restaurant. I asked Hubby to have a shower before I would suck him, and Stace asked Mark to do the same. Mark went first, and Stace grilled Hubby about the qualities of a good blowjob recipient while he waited his turn. Mark came out naked sat on the edge of the bed.

I knew Mark was on the small side from sexting and watching him and Stace play before we met up, but he seemed a bit smaller in person, I thought. I was excited about it - I always found that it was easier to really tap in and GIVE a guy specific pleasure when he wasn't too big. Of all my exes, the ones on the smaller side had always enjoyed head more. I had practiced a lot with Hubby and found ways to do what I wanted, but I had an ex or two that I'm pretty sure I permanently changed their brain chemistry, like just melted them, and I wanted to see if I still had it.

Between the promise of a blowjob from his super hot, incredibly sexually forward wife and looking at me just stare at his dick, Mark got hard, but he only barely got bigger. "Wow," I said, "He's just so suckable!"

Mark looked confused, but Stace jumped in, "He is, isn't he? It's my turn tonight, hon, but it sounds like this sexy little thing will suck you when it's hers."

Mark looked at me, I think straight at my lips, and it made his cock throb and bounce once, and I loved that looking at me did that for him. Hubby came out and sat down in front of me and Stace added, "I can't wait for next time either. Should we strip?"

Stace and I stripped to lingerie and sucked our husbands. Stace was going down on Mark all the way to the base and pressing even further, and I started working on Hubby. Stace seemed like she might be able to pull that move on a bigger guy. The guys came on our chests, and we made a date to play again. The second time was close to the same, but Stace and I both used our hands to help us with our husbands. I made everyone stop and look before I touched Mark for the first time, and I announced that I was a hotwife and this was a soft swap now. I could basically fit him in my hand, which actually made me get a little wet. I was going to put him in a coma when I sucked him.

We had all kind of agreed that for our next date, I would suck Mark and Stace would give Hubby a lazy, teasing handjob during, and then we'd see what else. I wore one of my favorite lingerie sets that little lacy hip shorts that really made my thighs pop like crazy. I knelt in front of Mark and looked at Hubby, and the whole scenario made him groan a little and that prompted Stace to give him a squeeze and a few gentle strokes. I took Mark's head into my mouth and moaned. I knew it was actually bigger but it felt like it barely made it past my lips, and I rolled and pressed them on him and he groaned, and I slowly went deeper. I felt so stimulated and I started playing with one of my nipples through the lace. Hubby was sighing and fidgeting.

Stace said, "Your husband is so hard he's going to hurt my hand." She gave him a few firmer strokes and he sighed sharply and stopped her. "I don't want to cum until I see her finish," he said. "Why don't you help her with her nipples?"

Stace came up behind me and slid one hand up my tummy to the bottom of my breast and cupped it through my bra and started squeezing it to the rhythm of what I was doing to Mark. I felt overwhelmed and I shook my head with Mark still inside me and Hubby bailed me out and said to Stace, "Maybe that's just too many firsts for right now," and she went back next to him, and he put her hand on his dick and adjusted her touch to be very soft. I got Mark to the edge and very gently let him go, and I said, "Maybe we can swap back this time. I think next time I'll feel ready to make him cum."

I could feel some energy in the room that Hubby had wanted Stace to touch him more and to get to her mouth and probably to go between her tits, and she wanted to keep going on him, and Mark wanted to watch Stace with him, but everyone was nice about it and just making the most of it. I knelt by Hubby and Stace walked on her knees to Mark and pressed her tits into his lap. They seemed like they were just going to back into being-watched mode and trying to give me space, but that wasn't quite what I wanted. Stace started rubbing Mark against her nipple and asked him, "Did her mouth feel good, baby?" He exhaled and answered, "Fuuuck yes, she is really fucking good. She squeezes really tight with her lips and cheeks, and ugh, fuck, how she moves her tongue." Hearing the praise made me tingle a bit between my thighs.

"Wait," I said. They stopped and looked over at me with the horniest looks, like the two horniest faces I have ever seen. I remember thinking, "Wow, they are REALLY fucking into soft swapping." I had a lot of emotions and they were all just getting mixed into the fog of horny and the smell of wet dick in the room. "I'm still really into this, you know?" I kept going. "It was just. I don't know, it was just... It felt like..."

"0 to 100?" Stace asked.

"Yeah, exactly," I said.

She had a mix of lust and empathy on her face and she bit her fat lower lip and rolled it back out of her mouth. "We had some similar things happen with our first few couple partners," she said. "Remember the first time someone watched us?" she asked Mark.

"I couldn't get hard even though I felt so horny," he said. "Stace tried anyway and barely got me to cum, but it was like awful for me. This has been coming way easier for you guys."

"Yeah, no, it's fine," Stace said. She looked like she wanted to touch my shoulder or something, but she didn't.

I felt like I had to prove it. "I had just been fantasizing so much about sucking your dick," I said, looking at Mark. It made him twitch. "Can I suck it a little more?" I asked. I knew the answer. "Would it be okay if we fooled around a little more kind of gently tonight and see what happens next time?" Stace moved over. "Can you scoot over so I can switch back and forth some?" I asked Mark, and he slid over until there was just a me-sideways-wide gap between him and hubby. "Can everyone just watch me strip a little again so I can get back to where I left off?" I asked. I knew the answer again. I made a big show of getting my tits out and tossed my bra and jiggled and squeezed the girls more than before. "Wanna see me flash my cheeks, too?" I faced away and bent over and rolled my panties down while everyone encouraged me and groaned over my ass, and I got caught up and went too far and showed everyone my wet pussy. I pulled them back up as soon as I felt air on her, and I knew they saw but I didn't say anything, and I felt so fucking naughty that I kind of understood people who are into full swapping.

I knelt down and really slowly took Mark into my mouth, leaning even harder into lip and tongue stuff, got to his base and all the way back and switched to hubby for a minute or two. Stace was watching and kind of touching herself, but she didn't join in. I had kind of figured she would, and I was kind of bracing myself, but I think she just really didn't want to give me another false start. I went all the way down and up Mark again. "Fuck, that's fucking incredible," he said softly. I worked on hubby some more. After about five turns hubby told me he was getting close, and I stopped and did Mark twice in a row, then leaned back and let them both sit for a few seconds. I used my thumb to squeeze Mark from base to tip and a little bead of precum oozed out, and I wrapped my lips just around his head and wiped him off and made sure everyone heard me swallow even though it was mostly just my own spit. Then I went back to hubby and he came on my chest almost immediately. He was pent up and super excited and he gave me a really nice load. "Fuck, that's a good one," I said, and ran one finger around my little curves. Stace and Mark were into it.

"Can I talk Mark off onto your face?" I asked Stace.

"Yeah," she said, getting into position. "Don't be afraid to get a little dom if you want."

"Did you fucking like that?" I asked him. He could barely get words out after Stace started touching him. It's a blur, but I talked dirtier than I thought I could for a few minutes and he came all over her lips and chin. We got cleaned off and set another date, and I caught myself thinking ahead to sucking his dick again before we even got home from the hotel.

The next day I talked to hubby about the night before. I felt bad, like I had rejected Stace. We had obviously talked about her being fully bisexual, like not just for her guy to watch like a lot of lifestyle women are, and I had acted willing and hot for it right up until she touched my tit. "Well, would you let her try again?" he asked. I said yes. "Would you try touching her back, or consider doing more?" he asked. I said yes. "Well, how about you just go on a date with just her instead of the double date we set? We got the hotel already, too. You might have an easier time without thinking about putting on a show for anyone. If you're not into it then, then we just know and that's fine."

It was about the most sense hubby had ever made, and I texted Stace, "Sushi and the hotel just us this next time?" She texted me back within like five seconds, "I would love that!"

We agreed on athleisure for the date, that I would drive because we had two cars, and only to text the guys intermittently. I picked her up and she bounced into the passenger seat of my car and I immediately understood how hard it is for guys - her yoga top was a DEEP low cut and every strand of licra in that thing was struggling to keep her tits in. I took a selfie of us, lingered a second to gawk at her on the screen, and sent it to Hubby: "Picked her up! Talk to you later!"

"I'm sorry about last time, Stace," I said as I started driving. "You know? It wasn't that I didn't like it, or like anything to do with you. You're fucking SO hot."

"Oh gosh, I'M sorry," she said. "I thought I came on way too strong and like didn't talk you through it. I thought I was being a bit aggressive even as I was doing it, but your husband had asked me to and I felt empowered when I should have checked in better. I was worried you wouldn't trust me any more and we'd be done like, as couples."

"No, no, that wasn't it at all!" I told her. "It was more that I had been thinking about the tip of Mark's dick on the back of my tongue for like five days straight, and I had never done ANY girl on girl, and then they were both happening and it felt like I wasn't really soaking either one in. I think this will be good for me." I looked over at her and gave her a bubbly smile at a stoplight.

"You're fucking hot, too," she said. "You know that right? Just before I touched you last time was the first time I've ever felt jealous over Mark getting his dick sucked."

"Really?" I was scandalized. I still don't really believe that.

"Yeah," she said as we parked. "I swear."

The sushi place was busy and we got seated upstairs. Stace hurried to get in front of me on the stairs and then went up extremely slowly. The material in her leggings at least had the waistband's help keeping her ass in one place. She let the hostess go a few steps ahead and looked back at me and asked, kind of hushed but kind of not, "Liking my ass?"

We sat down and it was just us up there in the overflow tables. The waitress came and we ordered tea, then she left again.

"Were you ever curious, like apart from your husband wanting to watch you?" Stace asked me.

"Maybe a little?" I said. "I see hot chicks and think they're hot, and ogle a bit. But I never asked anyone out or anything. When did you know?"

"Some of my girlfriends and I would kiss each other for drinks and dumb stuff like that in college," Stace said. She looked at the menu. "Should we just get the platter for two? Anyway, ooone of my friends and I liked it a little too much and we ended up dating for seven or eight months. Then we broke up and I dated a guy and got into a pattern of hating guys or girls after a breakup and flipping back and forth until I found my sweetie. Sweet, suckable Mark."

She laughed and I blushed and kind of giggled. The waitress came and we ordered. "When did you guys try the lifestyle?"

"We had been together for like, almost a year? Mark got us started. He wanted to watch me get fucked, like in full on cuckolding porn, you know? We got into that for a while, some pretty over the top stuff. He might have a mental thing about his dick size. It's honestly been great, he's been so confident since you were enjoying him so much. I kinda quid pro quo'd him into getting to fuck some of the guys' wives along the way. We got a bit older and chilled out a bit and got more into swapping instead," she said.

The waitress brought our food. "Here, quick. Take a photo of me with my phone," Stace said and handed me her phone on the camera. I held it up and she slipped a nipple out and I hurried to take the photo and she put it back away. She looked at her phone for a second, then held it up. There was the photo and a text, "Thank you for letting Eleanor come out to play." I was confused for a second, then I saw it was to Hubby instead of Mark.

"You're not sending that to Mark?" I asked. I was flustered.

"Oh, he sees my tits all the time," she answered. She popped a piece of sushi into her mouth.

I took a deep breath. "Here," I handed her my phone, then tried to pull my top down, but my yoga top was way too conservative. I slipped one arm out to get a tit out and instinct made me grip it and point the nipple toward my mouth and stuck my tongue out toward it. Stace hurriedly turned my phone back toward me and I shimmied back into my top. I almost couldn't breathe as I tapped on my phone, shaking. I sent it to Mark, "Looking forward to tasting you again." I showed it to Stace.

"Fuck, we have to eat faster," she said. "You're too fucking hot."

We finished and left and I managed to drive to the hotel with my heart racing and my stomach full of nerves. We got the key and rushed in, and Stace touched my shoulders. "I want us to go slow. How about you shower and put on lingerie and a robe?" I showered and Stace called down for extra pillows, then I got out and put on a lingerie one-piece that left my belly button up to my cleavage out. I picked it because it takes the most touching to take off. I came out and Stace said to me, "Just get comfortable and get used to the bed, I'll be quick." She went to shower.

I really remember the feeling of the robe on my ass and the sound of the water in Stace's shower. She turned the knob and the last bit of water hit the floor, and I felt that urgent feeling in my thighs. A minute later she came out in her robe, but let it slip off her shoulders and fall almost immediately. She turned to show me her lingerie - it was a high-waisted thong that disappeared completely into her cheeks and a sheer top with a faux corset under the bra. All together it just left her belly button and a thin band of her tummy exposed. She crawled onto the bed and came and gave me a peck on the cheek. "How are you feeling?" she asked me.

"Horny," I said. I was also super nervous. "Can you just help me make it good for you?" I asked. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I guess it felt physically like you would guess, but my reaction to it was not what I expected. My chest heaved under my robe and I made a kind of surprised sound, like 'Oh?"

"I know, right? It's just different," Stace said. "Show me your lingerie."

I stood up and slunk out of the robe and turned. I ran my hands up and down myself a little and flexed my glutes toward her, feeling proud of how I filled up the back. "Wow," she said. "You're so sexy."

"You know what your own ass and tits look like, right?" I said. "I have the out-of-my-league butterflies bad right now."

"No, you're the perfect mix of tight and soft," she said. "You know, like women in paintings from the Victorian or whatever? Like Shakespeare times? They have tight asses but just that perfect little bit of a roll to make you drool."

I turned again and ran both hands up from my hips over the edges of my tummy to my tits. "Where?"

Stace sat against some pillows and patted the bed next to her, and I crawled over. "Do you want me to just help you explore?" she asked. I nodded. "How's this - if you want to touch me or lick me or anything, just go ahead. Ask me if that feels better to you, but you are cleared to try anything. Spanking and pinching are fine. If it feels natural to you, chances are it will be good for me, too. Or you can just let me guide you. I'll go slow and be gentle, but things will... progress, now. If you need a break or want more of something, just say. Okay?"

I nodded again, and she took my hand and placed it on her breast. "Have you ever felt another woman's?" she asked. I said no, just staring, and that made her moan a little. Her ass writhed on the bed. "Here," she said, and pressed my hand more firmly against it, then gestured for my other hand to join in. "Do you like it?" she asked. I nodded and gasped, "Yeah."

She moved my hands down to her waist and started undoing her bra's clasps. She pulled it off and took a few breaths. I had seen her tits before, but not like this. Not just for me. I slid my hands back up and kept going. "Mmhmm," she groaned. "Come here like this," she said, steering me by the shoulders. I kind of rolled on top of her and looked down at her thighs. She writhed again and pushed down on my shoulders, and I slid until my face was in her chest and she moved her shoulders and arms to squeeze them around me. "What should I do?" I asked, muffled.

"Just open your mouth and you'll know," she said. I gave her a kiss with medium lips and tongue and instantly started basically trying to fit my lips around as much of her at a time as I could. I moaned and moved over toward her nipple and felt it perk up, and that made me moan again. I flicked it with my tongue a few times, then pressed the surface of my tongue against it and moved gently. "Oooooof," she said. "You're a natural."

I went to the other side and back to the middle, and after a minute she said, "I think it's your turn." She sat up and I took her place. She straddled me instead of fitting in between my legs, and she pulled my lingerie off over my shoulders. I looked at her eyes and saw them staring at my chest and my nipples perked up. We were both just muttering "fuck" every few seconds with what little breath we had to spare. I put one hand on her chest and grabbed a handful of sheets with the other, and she cupped both of my breasts, then leaned forward and started working one of my nipples with her tongue. I looked down but didn't have a clear view, it was just a blur of my tit and her face and her tongue and her hair. I moaned and she moved to the other for a minute, then fell gently into me and kissed me with a ton of tongue, way more than Hubby usually does, and our tits were pressed together. "Good?" she asked, and I nodded.

She climbed off of me and sat next to me. "Here," she said, and moved her legs apart a little and motioned for me to do the same. She took my hand again and put it on her thigh, then made it squeeze her a few times in rhythm. "Keep going," she said, and she moved her hand to me. She synced her hand up doing the same.

"Fuck, I'm wet," I said.

"Me, too," she said. "Try to copy me," she added, and she moved her hand just barely further up my thigh. I followed. She kept going until two of her fingers were on my lingerie, pressing almost on my labia. She stopped, but I kept going until my hand was centered on her, and we both groaned. "Can I?" she asked, and I nodded, and she did the same. After a moment she asked me to stop. "Are you okay for me to use my mouth?" she asked. "Or you can try, or we can have a break?"

"No, no, you go," I said. She moved down and sat for a moment, her face just an inch or two from my lingerie, then she moved over to my thigh and started making out with it. "Fuck, that's such a rush," I said. The anticipation was driving me crazy, it felt almost like cumming. "Take this off, take this off," I asked, and she pulled down my lingerie and wiggled the top part out from under me and tossed it aside, then she was back to my thigh and I almost screamed.

"It's different with another woman, right?" she asked. I looked down and just said, "Fuck, don't stop."

Her mouth was back on my thigh and she moved closer, and closer, until her lips were against mine, sliding around as I moved with my breath. "Uggggh," I tried to say something, but couldn't, and her mouth opened and she began to kiss and use her tongue. "No, no, no," I gasped, shaking all over. She pulled away. "I want to try doing you before I cum."

She nodded and crawled up and we rolled over together. I took some breaths. "Actually, roll over," I said, and she rolled onto her tummy. I moved down and started kissing her cheeks and she flexed her ass. I always liked some licking up under the cheek by my thigh, and I moved there, and she moaned. I was dripping wet. I pulled her panties down and kept going for a bit. "Okay," I said, and gently pushed on her to get her to roll over. She spread her legs for me, and I went to her thigh, just trying to copy what she had done.

"Go slow if you need," she said. She could barely speak. I got to her pussy and it felt like my entire face was slick instantaneously. The taste felt weirdly familiar, I guess from knowing the smell, and I started massaging her with my lips and tongue and she fought down a scream. After a while I stopped for a break and to adjust how I was positioned, and she touched my head, "Wait. I think you'll like this." She got up on her knees and said, "Lie down," motioning across the empty part of the bed. I did, and she straddled me and started moving up until her ass was right in my face.

"Fuck," I said, and put my hands up on her hips, "I'm gonna cum I think."

She leaned down and kept moving up until I felt her breathing on me. She was a lot taller than me and it felt like my face was almost at her belly button, then she contorted a little and pulled her knees up under herself until her pussy was right in my face. She started to work on me again and I leaned forward to touch my mouth to her before she let more weight off of her legs and pressed my head back to the bed. The weight of her ass and thighs and hips all in my face was driving me crazy. We were both moaning.

And then I felt it. It felt like the top of a rollercoaster, when you feel like you're floating but before you drop, and I stopped eating her and made another mild surprised noise, "Oh? Oh." Then I came, and it felt like different parts of my body joined in one by one, first my pussy and then my nipples but everything else too, my thighs and calves and toes and arms and fingers and my face. I moaned and screamed, and she pressed herself onto me as I shook and wriggled under her weight, then she screamed and I could feel the same thing happening to her through her labia. After we were both still, she rolled off of me. My face was soaked and my hair was wet. She reached for her phone on the nightstand and flopped down next to me, then took a selfie of us just from the shoulders up and sent it to our couples group. "Everyone came," she typed.

I was melted in place. I couldn't move. "Am I good?" I asked. I thought I knew the answer.

"Fuck," was all she could say. We lay there for a few minutes.

"Fuck, I'm still like, full of sexual energy," I said. "I don't want to ruin the evening, so feel free to say no. What do you think about asking the guys over? I just have this urge to make somebody cum."

She texted them. While they were on the way, I asked her, "What is Mark's favorite way to cum?"

"In your mouth, probably," she said.

"Deep or like shallow?" I asked.

"Like, FAVORITE favorite?" she asked, then just said, "Like on your tongue, then having a look, then seeing you swallow. What about Pete?"

"On your face, but I think he'd like it more if he came on your chest and I cleaned it up," I said. The guys arrived and I told Mark to shower first. I started giving him a blowjob before Hubby even got in the shower. He and Stace talked about our date, and I got him to the edge, then left him alone for a few minutes. Hubby came out and Stace started using her hands. "Do you want her mouth?" I asked him. "Do you think you deserve it for suggesting our date?" He groaned yes to both and I looked at Stace and she started. I got Mark to the edge again and thought he was going to cum hands-off from watching his wife suck my husband, and I opened my mouth just in case, but he managed not to.

I stopped Stace for a minute and rubbed my hands over Mark's legs and thighs. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" I asked him. He nodded and got out a "Fuck, yes." I moved closer and breathed on him. "Your wife just fucked my brains out," I said. "She came on my face while she was giving me the craziest orgasm. Do you like to cum in bisexual girls' mouths?" I asked. "Fuck yes," he groaned, and I gave him a little smooch. "On their tongues?" I asked, and kissed him again. I saw in the corner of my eye that Hubby's cock was absolutely throbbing. I kept going. "Do you think I'll like how it tastes?" I asked, and another kiss, slower. Hubby was so into it, seeing me get into it like this was what he wanted to see out of his whole experience. "Will you cum a lot for me? I want a lot. Fill up my mouth. Don't spill a drop, I want to eat all of it. If I suck on you again, are you going to cum for me? Will it be too much to swallow? I think I can swallow a lot. Let's see?"

He groaned a bit harder, and I went deep on him down to his base and slowly pulled him back so that his head was just inside my lips, and he came. I felt it gush on my tongue and thought for a second that he might actually fill up my whole mouth. I felt so utterly in control of him and it gave me a huge rush. I pulled him out and moved his load around with my tongue, then opened my mouth to show him. He groaned and shot another little rope and I managed to mostly get it in, then scr*ped the last little bit in and closed my mouth to gather it back up and opened it again and milked the last few drops out of him. I let him form a good memory of me looking up at him, then I gestured with my eyes and he nodded and I closed my mouth to swallow. "Fuck, that's so good," I said, still just high on sex and feeling super slutty. "Could you give me another?"

He didn't answer before Stace started getting back into a rhythm of giving Hubby a blowjob. I sat there with Mark. "Your wife is so fucking sexy," I said to him. "Do you want him to cover her tits? Do you want to see me clean her off for a little snack? If I'm a good girl can I have another load?"

The talk was driving Hubby crazy and he told Stace he was going to cum, but he ended up feeling like he was on the edge but not tipping over for like ten minutes until he finally roped on her tits six or seven times, then dripped some more. She milked him and gave it a kiss, then turned toward me, trying not to let any run. I looked at it and decided where to start, and got most of it in my mouth. I showed it to Mark, and he got mostly hard when I swallowed. Hubby and Stace watched me suck him again, and he gave me a pretty big load for a second-rounder. I made a big deal out of swallowing it, and we set a date to play again.