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Today, a fan on Reddit asked me what was the most surprising thing that has happened in our two decades of swinging, cuckolding and FemDom. While Mike and I have had many interesting, intense and hot encounters over the years, the first thing that sprung to my mind was something that happened to us a few years after we started swinging.
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In the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in western Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there were always a lot more people who didn’t, which was actually a lot more fun for us.
On one particular night, we were doing the usual rounds to see who we knew, and who looked fun. We were both still fully dressed, just getting comfortable with the people around us as we walked around. Swing clubs don’t really have rules about clothing, but very few people walk in the front door and take their clothes off. By the end of the night almost everyone is topless but even the most seasoned swingers take a while to work up to it.
Mike and I were headed to the bar to grab our first drinks of the evening when I spotted someone familiar on the dance floor. It wasn’t my boss. It wasn’t his boss. It was that guy’s boss. It was my bosses bosses boss. The guy who reported directly to the CEO, and who I only recognized from occasional office visits to check up on everyone.
I grabbed Mike by the arm and rushed us both to the door.
“Did you see him? No? That was Dan, my regional manager. Holy shit, we need to go! Now!”
Mike, who was clearly disappointed about leaving, grabbed our cooler full of drinks (swing clubs tend to be BYOB in our state) and met me outside of the front door. He asked me why I was so upset and in all honesty it wasn’t just that I was afraid of losing my job, it was that this was the first person in my life to discover (rather than be told) that we were swingers.
We drove home with Mike reassuring me that everything was fine, that it was unlikely that my manager would even recognize me and if he did, he had as much to lose by word getting out as we did.
A week later Dan was in my office building checking things out when he pulled me aside and, over a smile, asked me, “Didn’t I just see you last weekend?”
The only thing I could come up with, was to ask him the same question.
His response, “Yes you did. Shame you left so quickly. I wanted to introduce you two to my wife Ellen. Maybe we could do dinner sometime and maybe get to know each other better?”
Being able to read between the lines I knew exactly what he was saying. He knew I was a swinger, and if I was interested, he’d like to fuck me. The only problem was that I had no idea what his wife looked like or if my husband would be interested.
Let me take a moment here to describe Dan. He was just under six feet tall, thick chested, muscular arms, perfect smile and while he dressed like upper management, he carried himself like someone who wasn’t afraid of a bar fight either. He was close to 50 at the time, and I was 25, and…
“Yes. Yes we would love to meet you two for dinner sometime!”
My husband would just have to take one for the team if Ellen wasn’t his type because if Dan wanted to fuck me, I wanted to fuck Dan.
We made arrangements for the next weekend. The plans were to meet downtown at a restaurant called Houlihan’s, for dinner and drinks. This dinner became our first real opportunity to talk openly about the night I ran out of the swing club and also how we all got into swinging and our thoughts on it just being good clean fun. Luckily for Mike, Ellen may have been a few years older than what he was used to, but she was easily an 8. Unluckily for me, she was not into other women. They would end up being the first couple we played with with no girl/girl fun!
Back then, we never had sex after the first date. We wanted to make sure that everyone felt positive about out next meeting, so with just barely a kiss goodbye, we all said good night and went back to our respective homes.
Dan emailed Mike the next day and they made plans for us to all meet again.
We didn’t mess around with dinner on the second date. Mike rented a hotel room for all of us (always a good sub even before we really got into that) and we waited for Dan and Ellen to show up. I was beyond nervous and I think Mike was nervous for me. He kept mentioning how hot it would be for me to fuck my boss. Thinking back on it, I’m pretty sure it was hot for Mike too!
Mike brought his camera that night and we took pictures while we waited for Dan and Ellen. Yes the picture attached to this is really me, and it is really from that night.
Dan and Ellen knocked on the hotel door within 10 minutes of that picture being taken. Mike invited them in and we sat around for a short while, enjoying some drinks with myself and my husband on one of the queen beds, and Dan and Ellen on the other. When Mike stood to get some more beer from the cooler, Dan got up and sat next to me. Mike came back and sat next to Ellen and in no time, we were all making out and groping each other’s spouses like it was the after-prom.
Dan started with a kiss. I was freaking out inside. I kept thinking, “I’m making out with Dan. I’m making out with my boss,” over and over and over. When he put his hands on my tits I put my hands on the bulge in his pants. He was hard already and it felt good. Dan laid me back and started to work my pussy over the panties. I continued to kiss him and feel his arms and muscular chest. After a few more minutes of making me soaking wet, I told Dan I needed to take my dress off. He sat up on the bed as I stood in front of him and exposed my lingerie clad body to him.
I turned around and bent all the way over to take my panties off, giving him a long look at what he was about to get into.
Turning back around to face him, I invited him to stand up with me so I could take his pants off. First his belt, then the button and then the zipper. I got on my knees and pulled his boxers off along with his pants.
My boss had his cock inches away from my smiling face.
My boss then had his cock buried in my mouth.
My husband was behind me, doing whatever he wanted with my boss’s wife, and I could care less. I was about to get fucked by my boss!
Dan stood me up and bent me forward over the bed. I guess he liked what he saw when I removed my panties. I spread my legs to bring my pussy down to the height of his cock and then… then it was inside me. I was so wet he just popped it right in and it felt fucking amazing. Suddenly I was full of cock and he just left it there, unmoving.
“Holy hell Kathleen, your pussy is amazing!”
“Fuck me Dan, please fuck me. God you feel good!”
He stared to fuck me. Long slow strokes in and out of my pussy. As he picked up the pace, his hands pulled me back into him, using my whole body to fuck him back. His balls began go slap my pussy and I was unable to keep quite. A man twice my age was fucking me with all of the skill his years had given him. My first orgasm took my knees out, and I collapsed on the bed in front of him. I quickly rolled over and spread my legs for him. I was his to take, and his to use.
Dan climbed on top and pushed his cock back into me… it felt almost as good as the first time he entered me. I lifted my legs as high as I could and locked them behind his back.
My boss pulled my lingerie down to get my boobs out for his eager hands and then he really started to fuck. I don’t mean that pounded me hard and fast, I mean that he went from slow to fast and he moved our bodies around so that sometimes it felt as if he were filling me completely and at other times his was rubbing my clit with the base of his cock. Whenever he seemed to get close to an orgasm he would pause and we would make out and talk about how good it was to finally fuck each other.
The last time we had a little break, I told him I wanted on top so I could fuck him for a change.
He laid on his back and I lowered myself on to him as he kept both hands on my tits. I placed both of my hands on his chest and started to grind on him. I spent the next five minutes fighting off my own orgasm because I knew my next explosion was going to knock me the fuck out and I wanted to finish him good and hard.
“You gonna cum for me Dan? You want to pump your cum into the best employee you have? Give me that cock and empty it inside of me, I want it…”
He grabbed me by my sides as he trust up and just shook hard with his cock engulfed by my wet pussy. I came too. Hard. So hard I barely remember rolling off of him and into the pile of covers next to us.
We were covered in sweat. We were exhausted. We had an audience…
Mike and Ellen were on the other bed watching us. It turns out that Ellen was so good in bed that Mike came when I was still getting fucked from behind. They actually gave us a round of applause as Mike got up to hand us towels and new beers.
Ten minutes later Mike and I were alone in our hotel room talking about everything that happened and he said that it wasn’t Ellen who got him off so quickly, it was my performance. He’d never seen me fucked like that before. As he told me about my being fucked from his viewpoint, he got hard again.
I was way too sore to do anymore fucking, but he did get to eat a creampie before we drove back to our own bed for the night.
(Oh and yes, for the next few years that Dan worked for our company, he kept our secret… and I was unfireable!)
2020 - K.M. Clooney
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In the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in western Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there were always a lot more people who didn’t, which was actually a lot more fun for us.
On one particular night, we were doing the usual rounds to see who we knew, and who looked fun. We were both still fully dressed, just getting comfortable with the people around us as we walked around. Swing clubs don’t really have rules about clothing, but very few people walk in the front door and take their clothes off. By the end of the night almost everyone is topless but even the most seasoned swingers take a while to work up to it.
Mike and I were headed to the bar to grab our first drinks of the evening when I spotted someone familiar on the dance floor. It wasn’t my boss. It wasn’t his boss. It was that guy’s boss. It was my bosses bosses boss. The guy who reported directly to the CEO, and who I only recognized from occasional office visits to check up on everyone.
I grabbed Mike by the arm and rushed us both to the door.
“Did you see him? No? That was Dan, my regional manager. Holy shit, we need to go! Now!”
Mike, who was clearly disappointed about leaving, grabbed our cooler full of drinks (swing clubs tend to be BYOB in our state) and met me outside of the front door. He asked me why I was so upset and in all honesty it wasn’t just that I was afraid of losing my job, it was that this was the first person in my life to discover (rather than be told) that we were swingers.
We drove home with Mike reassuring me that everything was fine, that it was unlikely that my manager would even recognize me and if he did, he had as much to lose by word getting out as we did.
A week later Dan was in my office building checking things out when he pulled me aside and, over a smile, asked me, “Didn’t I just see you last weekend?”
The only thing I could come up with, was to ask him the same question.
His response, “Yes you did. Shame you left so quickly. I wanted to introduce you two to my wife Ellen. Maybe we could do dinner sometime and maybe get to know each other better?”
Being able to read between the lines I knew exactly what he was saying. He knew I was a swinger, and if I was interested, he’d like to fuck me. The only problem was that I had no idea what his wife looked like or if my husband would be interested.
Let me take a moment here to describe Dan. He was just under six feet tall, thick chested, muscular arms, perfect smile and while he dressed like upper management, he carried himself like someone who wasn’t afraid of a bar fight either. He was close to 50 at the time, and I was 25, and…
“Yes. Yes we would love to meet you two for dinner sometime!”
My husband would just have to take one for the team if Ellen wasn’t his type because if Dan wanted to fuck me, I wanted to fuck Dan.
We made arrangements for the next weekend. The plans were to meet downtown at a restaurant called Houlihan’s, for dinner and drinks. This dinner became our first real opportunity to talk openly about the night I ran out of the swing club and also how we all got into swinging and our thoughts on it just being good clean fun. Luckily for Mike, Ellen may have been a few years older than what he was used to, but she was easily an 8. Unluckily for me, she was not into other women. They would end up being the first couple we played with with no girl/girl fun!
Back then, we never had sex after the first date. We wanted to make sure that everyone felt positive about out next meeting, so with just barely a kiss goodbye, we all said good night and went back to our respective homes.
Dan emailed Mike the next day and they made plans for us to all meet again.
We didn’t mess around with dinner on the second date. Mike rented a hotel room for all of us (always a good sub even before we really got into that) and we waited for Dan and Ellen to show up. I was beyond nervous and I think Mike was nervous for me. He kept mentioning how hot it would be for me to fuck my boss. Thinking back on it, I’m pretty sure it was hot for Mike too!
Mike brought his camera that night and we took pictures while we waited for Dan and Ellen. Yes the picture attached to this is really me, and it is really from that night.
Dan and Ellen knocked on the hotel door within 10 minutes of that picture being taken. Mike invited them in and we sat around for a short while, enjoying some drinks with myself and my husband on one of the queen beds, and Dan and Ellen on the other. When Mike stood to get some more beer from the cooler, Dan got up and sat next to me. Mike came back and sat next to Ellen and in no time, we were all making out and groping each other’s spouses like it was the after-prom.
Dan started with a kiss. I was freaking out inside. I kept thinking, “I’m making out with Dan. I’m making out with my boss,” over and over and over. When he put his hands on my tits I put my hands on the bulge in his pants. He was hard already and it felt good. Dan laid me back and started to work my pussy over the panties. I continued to kiss him and feel his arms and muscular chest. After a few more minutes of making me soaking wet, I told Dan I needed to take my dress off. He sat up on the bed as I stood in front of him and exposed my lingerie clad body to him.
I turned around and bent all the way over to take my panties off, giving him a long look at what he was about to get into.
Turning back around to face him, I invited him to stand up with me so I could take his pants off. First his belt, then the button and then the zipper. I got on my knees and pulled his boxers off along with his pants.
My boss had his cock inches away from my smiling face.
My boss then had his cock buried in my mouth.
My husband was behind me, doing whatever he wanted with my boss’s wife, and I could care less. I was about to get fucked by my boss!
Dan stood me up and bent me forward over the bed. I guess he liked what he saw when I removed my panties. I spread my legs to bring my pussy down to the height of his cock and then… then it was inside me. I was so wet he just popped it right in and it felt fucking amazing. Suddenly I was full of cock and he just left it there, unmoving.
“Holy hell Kathleen, your pussy is amazing!”
“Fuck me Dan, please fuck me. God you feel good!”
He stared to fuck me. Long slow strokes in and out of my pussy. As he picked up the pace, his hands pulled me back into him, using my whole body to fuck him back. His balls began go slap my pussy and I was unable to keep quite. A man twice my age was fucking me with all of the skill his years had given him. My first orgasm took my knees out, and I collapsed on the bed in front of him. I quickly rolled over and spread my legs for him. I was his to take, and his to use.
Dan climbed on top and pushed his cock back into me… it felt almost as good as the first time he entered me. I lifted my legs as high as I could and locked them behind his back.
My boss pulled my lingerie down to get my boobs out for his eager hands and then he really started to fuck. I don’t mean that pounded me hard and fast, I mean that he went from slow to fast and he moved our bodies around so that sometimes it felt as if he were filling me completely and at other times his was rubbing my clit with the base of his cock. Whenever he seemed to get close to an orgasm he would pause and we would make out and talk about how good it was to finally fuck each other.
The last time we had a little break, I told him I wanted on top so I could fuck him for a change.
He laid on his back and I lowered myself on to him as he kept both hands on my tits. I placed both of my hands on his chest and started to grind on him. I spent the next five minutes fighting off my own orgasm because I knew my next explosion was going to knock me the fuck out and I wanted to finish him good and hard.
“You gonna cum for me Dan? You want to pump your cum into the best employee you have? Give me that cock and empty it inside of me, I want it…”
He grabbed me by my sides as he trust up and just shook hard with his cock engulfed by my wet pussy. I came too. Hard. So hard I barely remember rolling off of him and into the pile of covers next to us.
We were covered in sweat. We were exhausted. We had an audience…
Mike and Ellen were on the other bed watching us. It turns out that Ellen was so good in bed that Mike came when I was still getting fucked from behind. They actually gave us a round of applause as Mike got up to hand us towels and new beers.
Ten minutes later Mike and I were alone in our hotel room talking about everything that happened and he said that it wasn’t Ellen who got him off so quickly, it was my performance. He’d never seen me fucked like that before. As he told me about my being fucked from his viewpoint, he got hard again.
I was way too sore to do anymore fucking, but he did get to eat a creampie before we drove back to our own bed for the night.
(Oh and yes, for the next few years that Dan worked for our company, he kept our secret… and I was unfireable!)
2020 - K.M. Clooney
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