The Divorcee Gets Stuffed at the Swingers Club

“Do you find my husband attractive? Would you fuck for him?”

I am a forty-seven years old divorced, professional, middle-aged woman with two college-aged children. I was built for fun. I was not the supermodel thin type but a woman who went to bed for Olympic-style sex.

Since my divorce, sex had been sporadic, mostly around those times when I just got so horny I had to have some. Then I would dress a little slutty, head to a local club, look available and pick the one I wanted to take home. It was mostly routine sex. Fun, transient, and sometimes satisfying but I always felt like I had needs that were never met.

My sex drive had been on the rise recently and the age of internet porn had graphically illustrated for me the ways a woman could enjoy herself that only a decade ago was simply rumor or scandal. Browsing through the videos, I came upon one of a woman who fucked ten men.

I was captivated, how could she walk the next day? I watched the video over and over, she was built like me and she was voracious. A man would mount her, her legs would go over their thighs and she would urge them to fuck her hard and fast. All the while she sucked on any cock near her face.

I couldn’t get that video out of my head. She was suddenly my total slut role model. The idea of having a lot of men who craved my body and who I eagerly wanted in me, sent me into erotic daydreams. To feel a man climaxing inside me and then to have that man replaced by another eager to again cum in me was so hot.

But I had no idea how to find men for a gang bang. I pondered this and shelved the idea as a fantasy never to be realized. One night, cruising on the net I ran across a swingers website. The website had a link to a retreat for couples and single women.

After work on Friday, I jumped in the car and rushed home. I showered and did some light makeup, mostly just a bit of eye shadow, mascara, and my favorite, almost crimson red lipstick. I chose a light blue sheer sleeveless, button-up top. My breasts aren’t very large but they haven’t lost their shape even after two children. I decided to go without a bra but I did pick out my black lace thong to wear.

A very short blue skirt that fit my hips tightly, and stiletto shoes finished off my outfit. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. My hair was short, dark, and a bit wavy, a curl came over my forehead. I could clearly see my nipples against the sheer fabric and I was aware of the movement of my tits inside the blouse when I moved.

“Here you are girl, you’re going to do this!” I said out loud to nobody.

I jumped back in my car and after a short twenty-minute drive, I arrived at the address, a house off a quiet road. Frankly, I was alarmed. Was this the real thing or was I getting in over my head?

I felt my excitement rising but I knew I wanted this. The fantasy has only grown stronger in time. I knew if I didn’t go to the club, I would never have the courage to do this again. Turning the handle, I knocked at the front door with a mixture of fear, desire, a touch of guilt, and anxiety.

The door was answered by a woman much like me, with similar age and build, blond hair, and a touch too much makeup. She smiled warmly at me and I introduced myself.

“Lynne,” she said as she held out her hand. “Alicia” I replied as we shook.

“I called about an event here I found on the internet” I stated.

“Yes, please come in. We are a swingers club and love single women visitors.”

She stepped aside and let me enter. A few couples stood around. Mostly dressed but one or two people in short dressing gowns. I saw both men and women looking at me as I made my way to the bar, feeling exposed and excited. I ordered a Negroni and settled into a chair, admiring the crowd.

“My name is Aria and this is Travis,” the woman to my left said, extending her hand.

“Alicia,” I replied.

She took my hand, shook it then lightly pulled me in for a quick hug. She then, without any warning, passed me over to her husband, who also shook my hand, then hugged me in a much more suggestive way.

“Eager but unsure. Needy but don’t know the ground rules. Is that about it?” Aria asked.

I nodded. And grinned.

“Do you find my husband attractive? Would you fuck for him?”

The bluntness of the question caught me by surprise. I looked Travis over — like he was a prize bull. He smiled a warm smile at me and I saw what appeared to be a very large, getting hard, cock poking out of his robe.

“Yes, I would fuck for you,” I said looking directly at Travis.

“Why don’t you two go upstairs and get better acquainted.”

“You don’t mind me taking him from you?”

“Oh, honey, we’re all here for the same reason,” she said with a bit of a grin on her face.

Travis took my hand and we went upstairs into an empty room. He took me in his arms and kissed me so I returned the kiss with heated enthusiasm. By the time I shrugged off my top and slid my skirt to the floor, his bathrobe was gone. He had broad shoulders, a thick chest, thick legs, and a very nice fully erect cock.

I dropped the thong and fell into him. He picked me up with great ease and I put my legs around him. I felt his cock pressing against my wet pussy and almost came right then. He carried me to a padded, raised platform in the middle of the room. He gently sat me on the platform and stood between my legs. We never broke our kiss. I could feel him probing with his cock but I didn’t want to go that fast.

I slipped away from him, laid back, but then pivoted around so my head was at the edge. I put my hands on the backs of his thighs and pulled him to me. I felt his cock on my face. Letting it slide over I began to lick on his balls and he moaned. I could see a few figures standing in the doorway watching us and that just put fuel on my sexual fire.

I took his cock into my mouth and he understood what I wanted, beginning to move in and out. I let his thighs go and put my hands out on the edge of the platform for all to see.

Travis went deeper with each thrust and his hands started exploring my tits. He pinched my nipples and I moaned a bit but didn’t resist. He was taking my cues and began to take more control. He pushed his cock deep and I gagged slightly so he reacted by pulling his cock out.

“I like to be used so take me harder,” I said.

So he stepped forward and pushed his cock head past my lips. I felt his head pop into my throat and felt his balls covering my face and I was completely consumed by lust. He began to pump into my throat. I gagged a few times but he paused and then resumed fucking my face. In my mind I saw myself: naked body laid out on this platform, head off the edge with a man pumping into my mouth and throat and I willingly let him.

Suddenly, Travis pulled out and I whimpered when his cock left my mouth. Without any effort he spun me like a top and my pussy was now facing him. I looked up and saw two other men at the edge of the platform watching. All of them were silhouettes. The faint light in the room was behind them and I couldn’t make out anything more than a body shape. It was so thrilling.

He went down on me, sticking his face into my dripping wetness, and lapping it expertly. I began to writhe and moan. This guy was very good, but I wanted to put a bit of a show on for my spectators as well. I felt a hand on my breast. I looked up and a man had touched me and then pulled back. I realized he was waiting for me to say it was ok so I grinned up at him and put his hand back on my breast. At that point, another man also reached in and I smiled up at him as well.

Travis was licking me expertly, and my entire being was vibrating with sexual tension. I looked up at the two men above me and saw their cocks just inches from my face. The larger of the two men put his huge paw on my head and pulled my face to his cock. Smiling up at him, I opened my mouth and his hips moved forward allowing his cock to enter my eager, wet, warm mouth.

Suddenly, with no warning, I came. A huge orgasm suddenly washed over me, making my legs vibrate and my entire body tense. I am sure I even squirted some pussy juice in Travis’s mouth but he lapped it up anyway.

The other gentlemen guided my hand to his cock; it felt long and thick. I pulled off the first man and turned my face to the other gentleman as they both deserved my attention. Just then I realized this was a very large black man. I had never been with a black man so excitedly I took his cock in my mouth and realized I couldn’t get more than half of it in my mouth.

As I was sucking my first black cock, Travis stopped licking me and put his cock just over my pussy, rubbing it up and down my slit. I thought he needed a bit of encouragement so I put my feet behind him and used my heels to pull him into me.

“Fuck me, fuck me like a whore, “ I said to him.

Here I was, having exactly the experience I wanted, and I loved it. I could see myself looking like a complete slut, one cock inside my cunt, one in my mouth, and stroking someone else’s cock with my hand. I had surrendered to my every lustful thought and I reveled in my freedom to choose my partners, and let them use me as much as they wanted to.

I heard Travis begin to grunt and then I felt his cock swell and get close to cumming. As he pulled out, I grabbed his cock and stroke him to completion, cum spurting all around my stomach and tits. I looked down at his cum pooling on me and that excited me that much further. The big black cock left my mouth and appeared between my legs. I was about to have two men fuck me back to back.

I looked up and this beautiful black man as he was pushing his thick cock into my willing cunt. It felt huge, bigger than anything I had ever had. His skin was a shiny ebony color with broad shoulders, big hands, and short curly hair. As he continued to slide into me, he literally took my breath away and made me gasp. His cock was deep in me but looking down I realized there was more so I pulled his hips into me and he plunged deep into my cunt.

He began to pull out and then back in, with an increasing tempo. I held the edge of the platform as he began to set up a rhythm. But I could tell he was holding back.

“Fuck me harder,” I encouraged him.

The next stroke almost killed me. I almost screamed and tears formed in my eyes.

“Oh, fuck! Just like that!”

He pounded me hard as I was whimpering and crying. I felt orgasm after orgasm washing over me like waves and I never wanted it to end. His cock was like a piston fucking me without mercy and I asked for none. I put my feet up as high and wide as I could and he pulled them back even further.

I have no idea how long he fucked me; it might have been two minutes or it could have been twenty but at some point, I felt his cock swell inside me and I knew it was time.

“On my face! Cum on my face!” I begged him.

As he pulled out of me, I looked around and so many people were watching us fuck, it was incredible. He came over to my face, pulled his condom off and I put my hands around his shaft, stroking him to completion just over my face. As I felt the first contraction, I pointed his cock to my mouth and he came, grunting. It was like somebody turned a hose on me. His cum was a jet stream, spurting on my face, in my hair, and in my eyes. So much cum. All I could smell was that delicious, tangy, rich scent of fresh cum.

Out of a sudden, a woman from the crowd leaned in and kissed me; a long, soft sensuous kiss. Her tongue licked my face, lapping up the stud’s cum. My cum smeared her face up too and she liked it. I let her lick up my face and then we shared another kiss. Cum ran from her mouth to mine and I swallowed it. I had earned that cum.

A couple of men helped me stand up, I grabbed my clothes, bundled them up, and then I took a last look at the sweaty platform behind me.

“Is there a place I can get a quick shower?” I asked around the crowd.

“Upstairs, darling,” Aria said from the crowd, as she held Travis’s hand. Was she there watching us?

I made my way upstairs and found the shower. I turned it on, waited for the water to warm up, and stepped in. A few minutes later, after cleaning all that cum from my body, I felt much better and headed back to the main room for round two.