by Lady Cheeky

My lover Steve and I hit a new milestone last weekend… we had a four-some. We swang? Swung? What’s the past-tense of swing? To be honest, we had been talking about it for a while as it was a fantasy for both of us. We belonged to a couple of websites that catered to the “swinging” crowd and had spoken to a few couples – almost getting together with one, but no one seemed to make us both feel warm and fuzzy. I mean, if you think about it, it’s hard enough for people to find ONE person they can get along with, want to have sex with and want to partner up with let alone another couple that fits at least part of that description for two people. Well, last weekend we found a potential match.

We met for drinks at a nice restaurant to gauge chemistry. Steve and I were in our “date night finest”. I was wearing a low-cut black wrap dress and black boots and he was in a white tailored shirt and jeans … comfortably casual. When the couple, Mark and Cate walked in I was very pleasantly surprised. She was beautiful with dark hair, a shapely body and a killer smile. He was handsome, strongly built and a confidence that radiated from his piercing eyes. There was an instant attraction on my part. I’m a straight girl, but I did find her sexy and there was no question I felt a stirring from him. I couldn’t read Steve at the time … so I would have to wait and see.

We all got along and after a couple of glasses of wine were invited to their place. Earlier on the phone, Cate had said if all went well she probably wouldn’t participate as she would prefer to watch this evening. My heart was pounding … was I about to get expertly fucked by two gorgeous guys tonight?! The excitement was buzzing through me. Mark had suggested I go with him in his car and Steve go with Cate in his car and we’d meet at their house. Steve and I looked at each other for any sign of discomfort … there was none … so off we went.

The minute Mark and I entered the empty elevator he looked deeply into my eyes and said “I just have to kiss you”. He leaned over and softly,  yet passionately kissed me, one hand on my back the other behind my head. My nipples immediately pointed toward him and the effect was dizzying. Our chemistry was electric. “I’m sorry. I hope you didn’t mind” he said “I’ve just wanted to do that since I walked into the bar.”  I don’t think I got out any intelligible words. I was stupefyingly deluged with all the sparks between us.  Once in the car, all bets were off. I think that everyone who knows me, knows how much a car turns me on.  Steve was a gentleman, so the fact that he asked if he could kiss me again made me even hotter. I nodded, and with that we were enveloped in a haze of sloppy wet kisses. Our throaty groans begat a blistering yearning to fuse into each other. His hands and mouth glided from my mouth, to my neck and then to my chest. He gently lifted my left breast hidden in my dress, circled my nipple with his thumb and descended upon it with gentle fervor. My breasts were sensitive and extremely ready to be touched and sucked. When his tongue encircled my taut nipple I felt the result in my sex. I was ready and one quick brush with his hand across my pulsing pussy, he knew we had to get to his house fast – if we didn’t stop now we would be noticeably late to meet Cate and Steve.

The house was a spacious ranch style home in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles. Upscale and inviting, it was a alluring place to envision our first menage-a-quatre. Steve and Cate were already there with a glass of wine for all of us and we adjourned to the living room. Cate started the conversation by asking us what we’ve done before … sexually. Both Steve and I have had a menage-a-trois, separately but hadn’t done anything aside from a nudist resort/public sex weekend together. “It’s always been a curiosity and a fantasy for both of us” I said, “Actually, up until now we’ve mainly been looking for someone to watch us have sex but then stumbled upon you two” I offered with a smile. This excited Cate “I could definitely enjoy watching you have sex”  she said matter-of-factly. “But first … I want to see your tits.”  I have to admit I was surprised … but not too surprised not to oblige – I promptly lifted them out of my dress so she could see. “Nice …” she cooed and got up and motioned toward the bedroom.  Steve and I looked at each other, smiled  and made our way to our next big adventure.

… to be continued