This is a story I wrote with Dave quite a few years ago now. It's nothing to do with swinging but I thought some of you might like to read it.
I'll post part 1 first and if enough people like it I'll post more.
Enjoy! Xxx 
Part1:
She’d always been the quiet one in bed. She felt, not scared, but shy. She kinda had this thought that wouldn’t leave her that if she said what she was thinking, she’d sound silly, or it wouldn’t come out right and instead of of making him want to explode all over her he’d just laugh. She knew he wouldn’t actually do that but it’s a thought she’d always had, whoever she’d been with. But with him it was different. When they had sex he was quite often vocal, groaning loudly, saying things like “Oooohhh FUCK!” and talking about her pussy and what he liked or wanted to do to her. This turned her on immensely. The more he spoke the wetter she became. She loved knowing that he loved fucking her!
She wanted to let go, she wanted to scream and moan but she couldn’t. He told her more than a few times that he wanted her to show she was enjoying it too. He wanted to make sure that it was good for both of them and not just him. Each time, all she could do was bite her lip with the slightest of moans She was so desperate to let go, but she
just ...couldn’t.
One weekend, he was at work so she decided tonight was going to be the night. She’d been building up her confidence knowing that he loved her and he just wanted to please her. He’d always done so much for her, so tonight he was going to get his reward! She went shopping she bought a whole new outfit. He’d always liked the idea of her dressing up a bit slutty. She pampered herself for the whole day, got her nails done, treated herself to a waxing treatment on her legs, underarms and of course her nether region, her hair was put up loosely, tousled to hang gently in soft waves and her eye makeup was dark and sultry. She felt so naughty but hot at the same time as she pulled her stockings up the length of her now smooth legs. She was wet with the excitement just anticipating the look on his face when he came home that night.
He was due home any minute so she sent him a cheeky text to say there would be a surprise waiting for him in the kitchen. She put on her stiletto heels, pulled down the blind and positioned herself on the kitchen worktop. With one leg up, he would get an eye full of what was up her short and slutty skirt. Her heart skipped a beat and she got butterflies when she heard his key in the lock. She took a deep breath. This was it. He walked in and stopped dead in his tracks. He dropped his briefcase and jacket from his hands. He was shocked and surprised and horny as hell all in a split second. His mouth was open as he looked her up and down, catching a hint of her slit through those french panties. The 3 seconds that he stood still seemed like an eternity. She started to panic, was the outfit not right? Did he not like it? And then she had an idea. Slowly she moved her hand from her knee and traced her finger along her inner thigh, towards the edge of the lace of her panties, all the time, her eyes staring into his. By the time her fingers had reached the damp lace, he was already walking over to her, undoing his tie and dropping it on the floor. He put his hands on her arse cheeks grasping firmly and pulling her towards him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Fuck - You.Are.Incredible” he whispered.
With a nervous break in her voice and her hands trembling, she looked down at his chest, avoiding eye contact and said “tonight, I’m going to do what you’ve been wanting me to do” She smiled and looked up at him. His cheeky smile and one raised eyebrow, filled her with confidence. “And say what you’ve been wanting me to say” she added. She started to unbutton his shirt while he ran his hands all over his new super slutty girlfriend. He loved it. He was so turned on by the way she looked his hard cock was fighting to be set loose. He grabbed at her arse again and pulled her hard against his bulge, pressing it against her warm mound. He lifted her off the worktop, her legs still wrapped tightly around him, and carried her to the living room where he threw her on the sofa. He dropped his shirt to the floor as she kissed his chest while undoing his trousers to free his throbbing cock. Her kisses moved down towards his belly button, deliberately ignoring his cock and then kissed his inner thighs while she fondled his balls. He grabbed her hair with one hand, guiding her head back up towards his cock. His other hand was groping her breasts through her silky white blouse. He moaned as she took the whole length of his cock into her warm wet mouth, the feeling of her lips against the base of his shaft almost pushed him over the edge. She continued to suck him as he guided her by her hair, up and down his length, as he fucked her face.
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