Swap with a BBC in Tina's Words

Tom and I really enjoyed our first soft swap with Sue and John. It couldn’t really have gone any better. They were both patient and understanding, and the whole night was really hot.

I kissed another woman for the first time, which was super erotic. I still get really wet thinking about giving a stranger a blow job while Tom received one from the man’s wife. It was the perfect degree of naughty for our first time. I loved the same couple same room sex at the end, and fucking Tom while the other couple fucked nearby felt absolutely electric!

After that night, Tom and I spoke about swapping often, both during sex and when discussing trying more experiences. We were happy that we finally played with others. It felt comfortable, and we actually wondered why it took us so long to finally try it. If that kind of night was typical, it’s something we definitely wanted to repeat and maybe even push our boundaries a bit.

But would we full swap? It was still the stuff of fantasy, although our first swap almost ended up there.

I thought I might be ready for it, with the right mood and couple. I thought I’d even be okay seeing Tom with another woman. And admittedly, my pulse always quickened at the thought of being fucked by another man. It all just sex, right? We agreed that our first soft swap was just so darn hot, and we continued discussing our fantasies.

We looked again at the swinger website. More attractive couples. A lot of fun exchanges. And then again, one couple started to interact with us more and more. Their names were Lloyd and Tracy, and they happened to be a very fit black couple. Candidly, our interest was a bit unexpected. Well, at least it was for me.

I’ve never really been attracted to black men. Perhaps it was my Asian mother and culture, or my southern white father. Dating a black man? Or sex with a black man or woman? It just wasn’t on the list, so to speak. We really didn’t even watch black people in our porn selections, for whatever reason.

I knew Tom actually had been with at least a couple of black women. I had met one of them before we started dating, and she was quite attractive. And yet she was so different than me, with my light skin, bikini tan lines, and long dark hair. Tom clearly liked many different styles of women, which wasn’t initially something I could understand. But I eventually realized fun sex wasn’t limited to any single race.

Our notes with the couple moved quickly back and forth. They were fun people! I’m not sure who we were writing with exactly, Lloyd or Tracy, but they were witty and seemed kind. And they were definitely confident. They had more experiences in the lifestyle, certainly same room and soft swap. And they admitted to several full swap encounters.

Their photos were quite attractive, which I guess is the main point. She was fit and curvy, with big breasts and a nice butt. Lloyd looked lean and muscular. The photos were PG-rated but it was hard not to notice the bulge in his jeans.

They were also quite forward in saying how much they both loved oral sex, especially giving it. They joked that Lloyd had a “hurricane tongue”, which made me blush a bit upon first read. I have enjoyed being eaten out at times, although over the years, Tom and I rarely had oral sex. That was more in our early dating phase.

Similar to our first swing, Lloyd and Tracy mentioned they’d like to get away for a bit and rent a hotel room downtown for a weekend. They were leery of being too forward, but they offered us the chance to join them.

Tom and I had done this once before, a few weeks prior, so it felt comfortable. We discussed it and eventually figured we should say “yes”. We wanted new experiences. And the weekend came in a flash!

For our meeting, we suggested meeting at the hotel bar, but they actually mentioned something else.

They said that they like to be really discrete and sometimes bar meetings can feel awkward and often draw unwanted attention. They also said something that we hadn’t considered that a white couple clearly meeting an unfamiliar black couple in a hotel bar could garner even more raised eyebrows, suspicions, and judgmental glances. Again, that’s just not something we thought about. This was definitely another experience of “firsts”, so to speak.

They proposed that we just meet them in their room for some small talk. They would book a comfortable suite and bring things for cocktails.

Tom and I discussed all this and figured, “why not?” If we went to their room and weren’t comfortable, we could always decide to leave. We mentioned that scenario to Lloyd and Tracy and they of course agreed.

“No problem at all,” one of them wrote us. “If anyone wants to end things early, that’s totally fine. For either couple.” And so it was set!

Tom and I were excited about the night. But with just one experience under our belts, we logically were still nervous. We discussed rules and expectations. Basically, we said we’d see where things went and be supportive no matter what. I have to admit I was excited about our second time with another couple but didn’t fully know what I was open to do. What experience was in store for us?

The day came and we arrived at the hotel. We valeted our car and headed up to their room. It was already dark outside, and the hotel felt very quiet. Tom and I walked hand in hand from the elevator, toward their door, and gently knocked.

The door opened almost immediately. Lloyd was a big man, with a large smile. He said, “Hey guys, welcome!” and reached his hand out. It was large and Tom shook it. I reached my hand out as well, and Lloyd shook it and then pulled me into him just a bit. It was a subtle hug. Tracy then came running from the other room with a lot of energy and gave us each a hug.

“So good to see you,” she said. She eyed us up and down. “You guys look great! Don’t they, Lloyd?” Lloyd nodded his head and smiled.

Tom and I eyed them as well, and they looked just as expected. “You guys do too,” said Tom.

“Come on in, come in, let me make you a drink,” offered Lloyd, who quickly went over to his makeshift bar area. Vodka, soda, lime. Easy drinking.

We all headed into the living room area, which had two couches. As with the first couple we met, the conversation was easy. It felt light and normal. Topics included a bit around travel, interests, and of course quickly turned to sex and the “lifestyle”, as people call it.

Lloyd and Tracy had been playing for a few years, which we knew already. They also knew that we were new to this, having had just one soft swap experience. When we reiterated that we were just learning and taking things slow, they both nodded their heads understandably.

“Yes, absolutely,” said Lloyd. “Take it slow, take it easy. That’s what we believe as well!”

The conversation continued for about an hour. I soon noticed though that Lloyd and Tracy were giving each other furtive looks. I think they were ready for more than just talk.

Tracy confirmed my intuition, saying, “Well, it’s great getting to know you guys. If you are comfortable, how would you like to have a little more fun?”

I was feeling comfortable and emboldened, and without even looking at Tom, I responded, “Yeah, that sounds good. You guys seem like a lot of fun.”

And then I looked over at Tom, who smiled and raised his eyebrows just a bit. I probably should have checked in first, but I figured I knew him well after all these years. Tom nodded at my comment.

“Very good,” said Lloyd as he stood up. “Shall we go somewhere more comfortable” he asked. He reached his hand out to me, and I grabbed it. Tracy stepped toward Tom, who extended his elbow. She grabbed it, and we all walked toward the bedroom.

The bedroom had two queen beds, and we all headed toward one of them. We each had a drink in hand and continued to loosen up.

“We know you guys are still exploring, but I know one thing couples always like with us is oral sex,” said Lloyd.

Tracy laughed, “Gosh Lloyd, could you be just a bit more direct.” She smiled. “Yeah, well, I guess we told you that in our exchanges. We really do like giving oral sex. And who doesn’t like that?”

Again, Tom and I rarely did oral sex these days, at least not after our early years of being together. We generally just did quick foreplay and moved right to penetration. Our sex life was good, but admittedly, the thought of oral sex was always erotic to me.

But it felt dirty with my partner, as odd as that sounds. I often figured with strangers who really liked doing it, that could be better. Right? It seemed somehow more comfortable.

“Well, we like it of course,” I said kind of awkwardly. “I recall that you guys told us it was one of your favorite things”.

“And who are we to keep people from doing their favorite things?” Tom joked and smiled.

Lloyd and Tracy laughed as well, and I could tell they were looking to move things along. Lloyd came over to me and gave me a big hug. His body felt very muscular. I felt like I was almost engulfed in his chest and muscular arms. He was quite a bit taller than me, taller than Tom too.

Tracy was about my height. She went over to Tom, hugging him as well. I could see she nuzzled into his neck just a bit. She was attractive and fit, with a pretty face.

“Okay you two, let us help you get comfortable”, said Lloyd. With that, they each began undressing us.

First our tops came off, and Lloyd caressed my breasts, while Tracy rubbed over Tom’s chest. They looked at each of us and smiled. I thought this would feel uncomfortable, suddenly topless with these strangers, but their energy was so positive and so fun.

“Okay, now for the good stuff,” said Tracy with a wink. She proceeded to pull Tom’s pants down and off. His cock was already halfway hard, and Tracy reached out and stroked it gently.

Lloyd looked at me and followed her lead. He gently undid my jeans, wiggling them down past my ass and thighs. Soon it too was totally off, and I was standing naked. “She looks so hot! Doesn’t she, honey?” he said to Tracy.