Emily met Bo on a dating website, both admitting they're open to swinging. But for the first year in their relationship they were monogamous to build their trust and partnership. Eventually in year 2, they felt they were ready to re-open this part of their sexual relationship, and started looking up swinger groups hosting parties. No doubt there was a plethora to be found underground. After some deep research and speaking to various swinger group founders they locked in on 2 they could alternate between.
There's something different about knowing you're taking someone else's partner and someone taking yours, right there, in the same room, at the same time. This is not for the average person. It's not something to try easily. This kind of exposure and mixing is rooted in the fabric of who you are and has underpinnings way before trust and loyalty. This is a sexual freedom rooted in the core of your spine and you want it for your partner as much as you want it for yourself. Anything less and your relationship is doomed. Bo and Emily were cored this way.
The first party they went to, basically a castle way out of town on a windy road up the hill. Masquerade theme, just the way they liked it. They held hands walking in the gallery as if the party was waiting on them. Topless waitresses walked around delivering drinks. The shirtless bartender, serving exotic hor d'oeuvres, red and blue soft lighting moving across bodies, clothed and some already without. Slow heavy based exotic techno reverberated the room. Caged dancers fed your eyes when you looked upwards. They walked around and started taking in the floor. Standard rules applied. Some couples were just watchers, some couples came to be watched having sex. Swinging was a whole social engagement. You meet and chat, have drinks, chat some more, but at some point based on how eager you were, you would see a group of four, with two swapped sides, and their party would now begin.
As did Bo and Emily. They met a couple and after 20 minutes of drinks and exchanges, Bo had another woman sitting beside him and Emily sitting beside another man. Their making out was intense as they both were starved over a year of this indulgence. They needed to feed. Both couples agreed to do the same acts at the same time, this allowed diagonal stares and smiles as they each got pleasured and pleasured someone else, right there, at the same time. Bo watched Emily's mouth wrapped around another man's cock while right next to them another woman was doing the same to him. They made eye contact and smiled. When they traded to the men going down on the women, Emily watched her boyfriend enthusiastically go down on another woman while she grabbed the head of a stranger going down on her. This was their first time so missionary was excluded because it was "too intimate" for their first time. So both women were on all fours, shoulders almost touching each other as men drove their shafts in and out of them. The women looked at each other from time to time. The men looked across to the backs of their partners being rhythmically fucked. Satisfaction filled all of them and when that cup was full they poured out the rest on them, maybe 20 seconds apart. Bo watching Emily with another man's cum on her ass made him go crazy and he took her to one of the upstairs rooms they paid for and fucked her again. Emily watching her man's body moving like an animal and hearing his grunts and moans equally drowned her in pure lust and she was more than happy to finally have that vision in her head as they took each other in their room.
As they faced each other in missionary they took turned commenting.
"You looked so fucking good with that cock in your mouth".
"You fucked that girl so good, I got to see what you look like when you're behind me".
They released themselves and fell into a sleeping heap then left early the next morning, stepping over naked sleeping bodies and head nodded the bartender as they exited. Two more parties like this would ensue over the next year and half. This was a treat for them so they never needed to go often. Bo and Emily were deep in love and what drove that love deeper was knowing they were truly in synch with this side of their darkness and it bonded them. But unfortunately this did not make them perfect and as the line says 'God has humor'. They got into a nasty fight and over a month downward spiral, they broke it off. The devastation stung that much more because of what they found. Recovery would be slow and arduous.
Layer on a couple years, a couple promotions and a few city moves and Bo was ready to try and find love again, with someone with the same inclination. And this effort was not without success. He met someone. Similar to Emily, they agreed to wait a bit before jumping in the pool. That time would come, and they did. Research proved fruitful and they found a group matching their taste, and planned their first night. Another masked event and they were happy to get all dressed up with custom masks. This was a mansion in the hills and a smaller crowd. They went in and escorted to the main area themed similarly to the castle years ago. They sat at the bar, watched and acclimated to their new surroundings. Red roving soft lights moved around and previewed events they may take part in. As they looked around, a masked gentleman walked over and introduced himself. but there was a figure behind him and as the introductions started to be exchanged the figure revealed itself. It was Emily!! Masked, but he knew her face, it was her! Bo and Emily made eye contact as they shook hands acting like they didn't know each other but you could see the fright in her eyes and a slightly delayed "hello" escaped her lips. The eventually made their way to 2 big expensive dark red leather sofas facing each other more to the right of the gallery.
They were not strangers, they were ex-lovers, now acting like strangers and about to partake in forbidden acts. You couldn't see it but their hearts were beating through their chests. Emily sized up Bo's girlfriend to see if he made a good choice. Bo's girlfriend was a Spanish import with a strong Spanish accent. Emily's partner was Italian, dark curly hair with a sharp jaw line and just as tall as Bo. Emily watched as her partner focused on Bo's girl but then Bo and Emily would lock eyes and you could tell their eyes were having a different conversation than the audible, talking about what they both do for a living. Is this about to happen? Bo and Emily are about to act like strangers and fuck each other? Anticipation quietly drove them insane.
"Well, I think we should take this to the next level" as Emily's partner interrupted and slapped his knee, commencing the next phase: the swap. The 2 women walked over and as Emily sat down she moved her head close to Bo and whispered "I missed you". This immediate drove Bo to start having an erection. They immediately folded over on each other and were moving faster than the other 2 and it was noticeable. They couldn't contain themselves as they devoured each other, kissing so hard, kissing so deep, hands groping and feeling. They were whole again, they were one again. The other 2 were no longer their concern. Bo peeled off Emily's dress while she opened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Emily let out the most satisfying moans as she eased his cock in her mouth and Bo dropped his head back. They were familiar, they were returned. Emily's partner would look over from time to time hoping for eye contact and a smile but was to get none tonight, neither did Bo's girlfriend. The world evaporated. When Bo pushed Emily back to go down on her, she bit her lips because she knew how intense Bo was, and knew exactly what to do. She grabbed the back of his head with both hands and rubbed her hands over his head as he feasted on her. She came very soon and over and over again as Bo ate her like starved ferocious animal. Emily was driven by ecstasy as she gyrated her hips into his face. Bo flipped her over drove himself all the way inside. He started slow at first as he felt the familiarity of her walls and her exact temperature. It lit him up. Emily gripped the sides of the sofa as she took her ex-lovers cock over and over again. She came again, then again and a third she had to bite her lips to not give off too much attention. Is this cheating? They're supposed to be a strangers. The taboo feeling spiked his excitement and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He exploded all over her, sooner than the other 2. Bo fell back and Emily turned and sat beside Bo, their bodies touching as they watched the Italian still fucking the Spaniard. They watched them enjoy each other until the Italian couldn't hold it in anymore. With Both halves returned, the four had bland but humorous post coital conversations. Bo and Emily facing each other, their eye contact meant much more than 2 strangers indulging. Parting was such sweet sorrow that night. Will they meet again?
Remember I said earlier God has humor? The conveyer belt of life never disappoints. In their own parallel worlds, the Europeans exited. Another year, new relationships and a new party. They met again! And they fucked again, beside each other's partners. This time with more laughing as if they were an old couple having fun. Bo and Emily, ex-lovers still meeting at swinger parties and fucking each other. The ultimate inside joke if you ask me. They never met at every party but 3 times this happened. They didn't keep in touch outside of these parties, no secret emailing, no one had each other's number. When they broke up they promised a clean break and let each other go, but life kept bringing them back together. This secret satisfaction kept Bo going.
Three subsequent parties over the next six months and they didn't meet. Did she stop, did she end up in a relationship where this was not an option? Bo started thinking about her more and wondered about her. One evening watching the news they recapped a string of accidents which has been happening and they focused on the most horrific one as the feature. And there she was, her face was displayed "Emily Ruthers, died in April 20th after a loaded 18 wheeler with a driver asleep at the wheel ran right through her car, killing her instantly". Bo's face was instantly taken over with shock and he covered his mouth and his eyes immediately welled up and started to cry. His new girlfriend of 3 months was in the shower so he had 20 minutes to mourn her. He did. When she came out the shower toweling her hair she said "So babe, tell me about this swinger's experience you had, I wanna see if I can get into it" (giggling). Bo held his head down and said, "I don't think it's something I want anymore babe, early days doing crazy things. I'm good".
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