How I became a swinger

Hi all, my name is Arati, and this is a true story of our journey to becoming a swinging couple. Before we get started, I’m working in an MNC in Kerala. I am whitish in complexion and have a figure of 32-30-34.

My husband, whose name is Atul, also works in an MNC. We stay together in a 2 BHK apartment. He is also well built and has a 7″ cock with medium thickness.

Coming to the story, all this started when some of my friends from college and I got together. I was wearing a dress which was covering just above my thighs. I was feeling sexy wearing that dress. As soon as I got out of my room, Atul looked at me with lust in his eyes. I knew I was looking good.

He came near me and told me I was looking stunning and I was going to turn a lot of eyes. This got me more turned on. But the time was running late, and I had booked my cab, which was already downstairs. I kissed my husband goodbye and went to the party.

My best friend Arya and I were having a laugh holding a drink. I saw a good-looking masculine figure headed my way. As soon as I saw him, I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He was staring at me when he was walking towards me. He introduced himself as Arjun, and he was the host’s brother.

All 3 of us were having a casual conversation. But I felt like Arjun was always looking at me. When our eyes met, I could see the lust he had for me in his eyes. This, along with the alcohol, was getting me horny. But I had no intention of cheating on my husband.

Some other friends came and took Arya away. It was just me and Arjun. He told me that I looked stunning and he loved how I dressed. This made me blush, and I said thank you to him.

Then he told me there was an awesome spot in this apartment and asked if I wanted to see it. I was curious and told him I would like to see it. Then he took me to the next room, his flat. He opened the window, and his flat was facing a beautiful river. It was well-lit, and it looked beautiful.

He then came near me and told me he couldn’t figure out which was more beautiful, the river or me. This made me blush. Our eyes met again. This time, he came closer to me and came in for a kiss. I don’t know what happened. But at that moment, he came, and I could not control myself.

I, too, wanted to kiss him. He came closer to my face, and I responded by getting closer to him. He kissed me on the lips. At that moment itself, I knew he was someone who knew his way around women. This was one of the best kisses I had ever had.

In the heat of the moment, he hugged me and kissed my neck. This was getting me more horny. He slowly brushed his hands over my boobs and grabbed my boobs. I was in heaven, and I started to unbutton his shirt. He had a six-pack, and his biceps were making me more hot.

He then pushed my head down, and I knew exactly what he wanted. I got down on my knees and unbuckled his pants. I brought it down to his knees. He had a huge bulge in his underwear. I knew at that instant that it was bigger than my husband’s.

I brought down his underwear, and his huge cock jumped to my face. It was almost 8″ and was bigger than my husband’s in width as well. I took his cock in my hand and slowly started to stroke it. I then spit on his dick and started to take his dick in my mouth.

He pushed my head into his dick, and I was not able to take his whole dick. I was running out of air. But I wanted to taste his cock more. He started to moan, and this turned me even more. I started to get comfortable with his length. I was giving him a sloppy blowjob.

He then asked me to stand up. He then looked me in the eyes and told me, “The moment I saw you, I knew you were a good slut. Your blowing skills just proved that.” This made me horny, and I wanted his dick in my pussy.

He then removed my dress in one go, and I was in a bra and panties. He then removed my bra and started to suck my boobs. I was moaning hard, and then he went down and kissed my belly. He then groped my ass and then put his finger inside my panties.

I was soaking wet, and he also knew that. He started to finger my pussy, and I was moaning like hell. He kissed me on the lips and was rubbing my clit. I was in heaven. My legs were starting to shake as I had my first orgasm. He then removed my panty.

He picked me up in a single go and took me to his bedroom. There, he dropped me on the bed and he spread my legs. The lust in his eyes was making me more horny, and I wanted him inside me.

He then spread my legs and put his dick in my pussy, I used to get fucked almost every day by my husband, but his dick still hurt when he shoved it in my pussy. I was moaning in pleasure and pain, and he started to fuck me harder.

He then put me in doggy style and started to fuck me from the back. I was on the bed while he was standing. He held my hair and asked me how does it feel to get fucked like a slut. I was getting out of breath. He fucked me for a few more minutes.

He told me he was about to cum, and where do I want it. I told him I wanted to taste him. I went down on my knees and started to blow him. He came with a huge load. I could not keep all of it in my mouth, and cum started to flow down my chin to my boobs.

He then told me this was one of the best sex he had and kissed me on my lips with cum still dripping from my mouth. This was somehow hot for me as my husband never does that. We lay down on the bed, and I dozed off to sleep.

The next day, I woke up with a ton of regret. Arjun was nowhere to be seen. I did not bother to check on him as well as I knew I fucked up with my husband. When I got home, he made me breakfast, which shattered me more. I knew I had to confess to him and asked him to sit down.

I then told him what had happened. I expected him to get mad, but he was calm and told me it was ok. Then he told me something that changed my life forever.

I hope you like my story more in part 2. If you have any suggestions, let me know at [email protected].