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We started exploring the swinger lifestyle early last year and went to swing clubs several times. But we had an agreement: we wouldn’t go to anyone’s house or exchange phone numbers with other people, because we didn’t want a third commitment or anything personal with someone else — it was only about having fun with different people.
In the beginning, I enjoyed it more than she did, and she was approached a lot because she’s a very beautiful woman (she’s Latina, with straight brown hair, medium breasts, a big ass, and small eyes). But she usually turned guys down because she’s shy. Because of that, I stopped bringing up the subject and waited to see if she would mention swinging again, so I could know if she was genuinely interested. Then one day, just a few hours before the time we normally went out, she asked me if I wasn’t going to get ready to go. I pretended I had lost track of time, went to shower, and started getting ready.
When we arrived, I asked her if she wanted to try the glory-hole booth (I wanted to help her lose her shyness and enjoy herself more, and I thought the booth would be perfect since it’s more private). We went inside, and the little door on the wall was open. I asked if she wanted it open or closed. She looked unsure but said to close it, and that if she got close to climax, she might open it. Then I removed her panties, got on my knees, and started going down on her while squeezing her ass. She moaned really loud because I know how to massage all her sensitive spots with my tongue, and I made her cum. After she cums, her pussy gets even more sensitive, and her arousal increases. She said she wanted to return the favor by sucking me, and at that moment I thought she would just ignore the little door and keep everything between us.
She sucked me for a long time, and every time I got close to cumming, she slowed down and said she wanted me to build up cum so I could shoot everything into another woman. My dick was extremely sensitive; I was moaning, and the feeling spread from the tip to my thighs and even my feet. My balls felt heavy, and at one point I had to lie down, qI felt like she had turned me into her little toy. She looked at me with so much desire, until she asked if she could open the door. I told her yes. She opened it.
A few minutes later, a really thick dick appeared through the hole. She looked at me, biting her tongue, like she was silently asking ‘please, let me.’ I nodded yes. She started stroking him and then began sucking him. I got extremely turned on watching and tried not to cum since I had so much built up that any touch would make me explode. She stopped sucking him, held his dick, asked me for her purse, grabbed a condom, and asked the guy to put it on. As soon as he did, she didn’t waste a second, she slid him inside her. Since she had already cum with me, she was sensitive and moaning so loudly that I thought the whole place could hear. Watching that made me cum really hard, so much that it splashed all over the booth. After that, I didn’t even feel horny anymore, just exhausted. It didn’t take long for the guy to cum too, because her moans were incredibly loud. When he finished, she came back inside, out of breath, and lay next to me. We rested for a while before leaving.
We went into the booth. Unlike the first time, she opened the little door almost instantly. I started kissing her neck, but her eyes never left that hole. It hit me hard: she wasn’t into me that night. She wanted whatever was gonna come through that wall. It hurt. I told her “let’s just wait” and she didn’t say a word. Didn’t take long. A huge black cock appeared. She went straight for it, sucking like her life depended on it. I just stood there jerking off, watching. Then things escalated. She pulled her panties down and started rubbing the guy’s bare dick against her pussy. I grabbed a condom from my pocket and handed it to her. She took it… but kept grinding on him raw. I got uncomfortable as fuck, but didn’t want to ruin her fun. I kept waiting for her to put the damn thing on. She turned to me and asked if the guy could come into the booth. I said yes, but only if she used the condom. She opened the door. The guy was tall, ripped, dark-skinned; total bull material. I’ll just call him Bull. They started making out like animals. You could literally see the spit dripping. Clothes came off fast. And yeah… they fucked raw. No condom. Right there. I felt everything at once: turned on, jealous, angry, humiliated. Then she asked me to leave them alone in the booth and go have fun somewhere else. I tried to laugh it off, but she insisted. That one hurt deep. I walked out, went to the bar, got a drink. A couple of single girls and even a couple tried to chat me up, but I was in no mood. The jealousy hit me like a truck. I went back to the booth. They were still inside. I opened the door; both exhausted, sweating, still kissing.
I told her it was time to go. She saw I was pissed. She said goodbye to him and came with me. She was drenched in sweat and smelled strongly of sex. Before leaving, we stopped at the bar so she could get a drink. While I was paying, Bull shows up, kisses her deep, grabs her like she’s his girlfriend, and asks if we want to come to his place. Thank fuck she remembered our rules and said no. I obviously said no too. When we got home, she apologized if she had gone too far and said she wanted to “make it up to me.” When I slid inside her… man, she was still soaked with him. It was obvious they kept fucking raw after I left the booth. I felt disgusted. I suddenly saw her as… dirty. Told her I wasn’t in the mood anymore.
For the next weeks I kept turning her down every time she tried to have sex. Always some excuse. Friday night came; the night we usually go swinging; and I made up some bullshit work emergency so we wouldn’t go. I was terrified of running into that guy again.
She noticed I was cold. She started crying, begging for forgiveness, saying she was sorry… but I can’t look at her the same way anymore. The anger built up so much that last month I ended up cheating on her with another woman. Yeah. That’s where we’re at.
(If you want to add more details later, just say. I’ll keep the same tone.)