This free erotica sample is a chapter from one of my most popular books – The Weekend: First-time Swingers. It is the day after the night before. Charlie, our narrator, and her husband Alasdair swapped partners last night for the first time in their marriage and Charlie has been taken again by the other husband this morning. Now thinking she has some alone time she is relaxing in the bath until Harper, the hot other wife, interrupts her with new yet enticing ideas. Warning: adult content follows.
We hadn’t given much thought to lunch on Sunday with the expectation that we’d go to a pub somewhere together before setting off for the separate drives home. The beautiful weather and discovery of a barbecue in the garden had changed all that, however. Our husbands had gone into full “man cook bbq” mode and had gone off together to buy meat and charcoal.
We were so remote in this cottage that I did not expect them back any time soon, and took the opportunity for a relaxing, hot, bath. I sat in it and drew a hand lightly over my body as I relived the last 24 hours. Swapping partners with Daniel and Harper had been the most erotic experience I’d ever had. Even the words now, swapping partners, turned me on thinking about it. They were a sexy couple, no doubt, and so daring. The sex with Daniel had been terrific and afterwards with Alasdair was the most intense and intimate it had been for a long time. And this morning when Daniel screwed me in the kitchen it was a turn-on and a compliment that he was so into me. I didn’t mind that my husband was having sex with Harper, it was simply part of the adventurous and bold new game we were playing.
My nipples were hard and sensitive when my fingers moved over them. I pinched one and closed my eyes and pictured Daniel on top of me last night, pinning me down and ramming his hard cock into me. My hand moved between my legs and I stroked my pussy, remembering his tongue down…there…making me climax.
I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn’t heard the knock, if there had been a knock, or the door opening. “Cup of tea?” Harper said, and my eyes snapped open with surprise. She was standing in the bathroom with me, in a bathrobe, smirking and holding two mugs.
She handed me one and I took a sip. “Penny for your thoughts?” she asked with a grin. “Were you thinking about my husband?” She perched on the side of the bath.
“Yes” I said. Should I feel guilty? I didn’t think so.
“He’s been so very pleased for the opportunity to have sex with you” she said and her hand reached into the hot water, testing it. “He told me how much he enjoyed it. How much he enjoyed you.”
“Thank you” I said. I didn’t know what else to say to that.
Her hand brushed against the outside of my leg. “Was he good?” she asked me.
“Yes” I said.
“Tell me, did he go down on you?” she asked. Her hand moved to the inside of my leg.
“Yes” I said.
“Did he make you cum?” Her hand moved up the inside of my thigh. Oh god. I parted my legs.
“Yes” I said.
“He’s so great at that” she said. “I love it. He makes me cum every time.” Her hand found my slit and she stroked it gently. “He told me about it last night of course. He said he loved tasting your pussy. Tasting you here.” She slipped a finger inside me and I closed my eyes again.
“Alasdair went down on me too” she continued. “Did he tell you?” I shook my head. “He was different to Daniel, but oh so good” she mused. “I had forgotten.” Her finger slipped in and out of me slowly. “I think our husbands are both very keen on eating pussy.”
She found my clit. Yes, oh yes please. “It seemed as if you were reminiscing” when I came in here,” she said. “Were you reliving it? Were you going to pleasure yourself thinking about my husband?”
I blushed red at this, and breathed harder as her fingers delighted me down there. I nodded.
“Would you like me to oblige?” she said.
I thought about all the times Alasdair had made a not-quite joke about me with another woman, and all the times I’d thought about it. It was a fantasy that I had never seriously pursued, or ever been presented with an opportunity for, but this weekend was breaking new ground all over the place. Harper was beautiful, very sexy, we’d each had sex with the other’s husband, and now she had her finger in my pussy and was offering to bring me off. I barely even had to think about it. “Yes please” I begged her.
She took my mug and set it on the shelf, then took my hand and encouraged me to stand up. She retrieved a towel from the rail and wrapped it around me and helped me dry, paying particular attention to all my sensitive areas. Wordlessly she clasped my hand again and led me into the bedroom, where she turned to face me, undid her robe, and dropped it to the floor.
Her body was beautiful, that much I already knew. Seeing her naked was something else. She had firm breasts with tight nipples, flat stomach, and a neat blonde bush between her legs. She stepped towards me until our breasts were touching and her nipples brushed against mine. “This is your first time with another woman, isn’t it?” she asked me. I nodded silently, flushed but willing. “I promise you will enjoy it” she said, and then she kissed me.
Her lips were soft, warm, and her tongue gentle as it found mine and played with it. I closed my eyes and gave myself to her, kissing her back and pulling her to me. She put one arm around my neck and played with the back of my hair while the other ran down my back and placed a hand on my backside.
We moved onto the bed together, keeping our embrace, and lay side by side with our mouths locked and our tongues dancing. Her hand went between my legs to find my pussy again, and she played with my lips and slipped her finger back inside me. I reached down to find her soft bush and I ran my fingers through it lightly before moving down between her legs. I felt the moistness of her pussy and discerned the shape of her lips and her wet entrance with my fingertips. When I eased my finger inside her she moaned softly and nibbled my neck.
Lying there naked beside her, kissing her beautiful mouth and touching her down there while she touched me was a glorious new experience. It was different to a man – her body, her mouth, her hands were softer and her kisses and caresses were more gentle. But oh I enjoyed it. How funny, I thought, that Alasdair teased me all those times and now I’m not only doing it but it’s turning me the hell on. Shame he wasn’t here to see this!
She moved down my body, planting kisses on the way down over my breasts, stomach and mound. “I believe I said something about obliging you” she said, and pushed my thighs apart. I opened my mouth to breath and looked down at her as I spread my legs and offered my pussy to her. She used her fingers to play with it idly, prolonging the moment. “You’re so wet,” she remarked. “I like to see that.”
When she put her tongue there I whimpered with pleasure. “Oh god, yes” I said quietly as I lay back and closed my eyes. “Yes, yes”. Her tongue felt so good as she tasted and explored my pussy I found myself thinking: I wish I’d met you sooner. Why have I not tried this before?
I wanted more. There were no bounds for me now. I wanted to taste her.
I sat up and shuffled around on the bed so we were top to tail, and then I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs and opened her legs to look at her pussy properly for the first time. She put her tongue back inside my slit and continued pleasuring me there while I feasted my eyes on hers. Her bush was paler blonde than the straw colour of her hair and was almost camouflaged against her pale white skin, but her lips were bright pink and stood out in contrast. I brushed my fingertips over them and I saw her wetness glisten, and I watched mesmerised as I pushed my finger inside her and saw it disappear into her void.
I leaned in to kiss her there, a gentle first kiss, and then I stretched out my tongue and tasted her, eliciting a soft moan of encouragement from between my legs. I didn’t need any encouragement. I put my tongue there again and started to lick her everywhere, tasting her lips and the sweet wetness in between and finding her clit and flicking the tip of my tongue over it. She pushed her fingers inside me and I returned the gesture, massaging and penetrating her while my tongue worked.
There was no sound except our moans of pleasure and the gentle slurping of our tongues. I knew that soon she would make me climax and I wanted to do the same to her, my first experience of making another woman orgasm. I was so lost in our shared moment that I was oblivious to everything else, and I had no idea we were no longer alone until a man cleared his throat and I heard Daniel say “Well ladies, what a beautiful sight for me.”
I really hope you enjoyed this free erotica sample. The Weekend is a sizzling hot story about a married couple swinging for the first time and includes red hot consensual sex, partner-swapping, and a bisexual FFM threesome. If this floats your boat and you’d like to read more of The Weekend, check it out here on Amazon Kindle.
-PJ
