Steve and Helga we met during breakfast on the hotel terrace. Our vacation in the resort town of Costa Brava, which is not far from Barcelona, ​​came to an end. Three days later, my wife Sandra had to go back home to Los Angeles. Steve and Helga – the British, so we quickly found a common language. When they learned that our Spanish journey was part of a honeymoon, then they offered to organize a joint dinner in their room. “There will be many surprises!” – Steve winked at me and we parted with a sweet couple until the evening. Each of the spouses was about 30-35. Who would have thought that they were convinced swingers?

Sure, we can talk about the swing, as the conviction, although the company this way of life is not encouraged and not discouraged. However, there are certain commandments swingers, allowing couples to maintain the respect and kindness to one another. For example, strictly forbidden to break the marriage, meet with partners on a swing on the side, to respect the right of any member to give up some unacceptable conditions for him.
Jeremy Houston psychologist.

We agreed that we will meet new friends in the room at 8 pm. Sandra dressing in front of a long mirror, changing outfits. I smile admired his young wife. In their 20 she looked like an angel descended from the image: long blond hair, small breasts strong, elastic round ass. “Oh – I thought – damn the devil pulled agree to this dinner. It is better to spend the evening, tumbling in bed! “I went back to Sandra and cupped her sweet breasts. Sandra shook my finger, looking in the mirror. “No, no, my dear Stanley, and so we too fascinated by this. Today I want to relax! ”

When we got to the room Steve and Helga, I knocked on the door. “Open! Come on! “- A woman’s voice rang out. In a small room, which occupies half of a double bed, a table was set. Helga sat in a chair, his legs crossed. Short gown with a plunging neckline barely concealed feminine charms. I involuntarily licked his lips. “Sit down,” – said the dark-skinned woman, pointing to a move up to the desk chair. “Steve went into the shower, do not let him wait, drink a little wine” – Helga cooed.
We have already devastated by two glasses of sherry and eating cheese and fruit, and Steve did not come. My Sandra flushed and cheerfully chirped with Helga, I frankly bored. It is evident hop hit me in the head, because looking at the scantily clad hostess room, I thought how great it would be to fuck this beauty. Helga stood up from his chair, having done before this gesture, a hair’s breadth as Sharon Stone in the famous film. “Go, Steve’ll hurry,” – said the shameless and left.

Excited alcohol, I turned to sitting next to his wife and burned her plump lips passionate kiss. My hand slipped into the slit of her dress, I began to knead with relish small breasts through the lace fabric bra. “You’re crazy!” – Sandra whispered, pushing me. Her voice trembled – she always easily aroused from touching the breast. I took his wife’s hand and opening his zipper pants, put gentle palm on his penis, thirsting for a blowjob. “Heck! I told you to stay in your room! “- Flashed through my head. I watched his eyes behind the door, and Sandra caressed my penis fingers, more and more carried away.

Not hoping to get satisfaction, I again leaned on Sandra and stared at her lips. “ABOUT! You have already begun without us! “- A voice of Helga. We recoiled from each other like schoolboys who caught in indecent occupation. Swarthy Englishwoman stood arm in arm with her husband, the body which had no clothes except towels wrapped around their hips. What do we do? Apologize? Run? But the hosts were just in the doorway, blocking the way for us to escape.

There was a tense pause. Suddenly Helga in one motion pulled the towel from her hips and Steve knelt, took a member of her husband’s mouth. We Sandra spellbound watching the couple engaged in oral sex, did not hesitate to our presence. Steve groaned loudly, holding the woman’s head to his groin. This is madness finally woke my instincts. I moved slightly resisting Sandra on the bed and did what had dreamed the whole evening. Behind my back I heard sighs and groans Steve and Helga, which further inflamed my primitive fervor. I have never given to sex with a passion! Then, too, his wife confessed to me that had the best orgasm during our marriage.

When it was over, we were not one bit ashamed. Steve and Helga greeted us with a first step on the path of accession swing. However, I do not know whether it was a real swing?

Although a swing refers to the exchange of sex partners, here we see the option, without departing from the scope of the “real swing.” A situation where couples have sex in the same room, but each with their spouse is called a “soft swing.” At the introductory meeting such an option can be considered the most appropriate. It is understood that the swing does not tolerate any coercion and should be carried out with the mutual consent of the parties.
Jeremy Houston psychologist.

He drank a little wine, we said goodbye to the hospitable hosts. Even after returning to Los Angeles, I began to look swingers club through the Internet. But Sandra said she is not yet ready for it.

And what you have had experience in the swing?