Fux’s Swinger Sex Adventure - part 1
By this time I am sure you are thinking that “Fux has it easy. That damned lucky son of a bitch never had to work for pussy”. Right? I know it sure seems that way but though I am a lucky tomcat there are some things just don’t fall into my lap. I can wish, dream, pursue but sometimes they stay just out of my reach.
For instance Nina was my latest crush. I had met her at a pottery class I was taking.
Hey! Don’t laugh that is a super way to meet bored housewives.
Back to the topic Nina, she was a dark haired wench who stood about 5′ tall and probably weighed 101 pounds soaking wet with a coat on too. Oh yeah and just in case you had not noticed I am a tit man and this babe had some of the rockingest puffy nipples on those fine little tits of hers. Nothing on this babe was too big or too little it was all just right. I like smiles and sparkling eyes on girls even though my first glance might be at the pussy. I even liked the way Nina smelled. Her station was right next to mine in the pottery class and I got to know her and really like her.
The one issue is that she rebuffed all my every so smooth Fux type advances. She was impressed I worked in porn but not overly interested. She claimed to be married but wore no wedding ring nor was she ever picked up from class by a man.
She even gave me her phone number and I called several times asking artsy questions (man I am so art clueless) and no man ever answered the phone. So though my sexy partner in the arts Nina seemed interested in me as a friend she was not going for that patented Fux charm or dick either.
That is until last week in class. I am making my usual mess of clay and paint. My fur looked like I had been tie dyed and my hands were sticking together due to the mixture of clay and paint and other oddiments. She nudged me with her elbow and whispered quietly “Hey want to get together after class for coffee?” she hesitated then and I swear blushed. “I kinda have a favor to ask of you.”
Oh yeah baby you KNOW what I was thinking. I was betting that fine pussy was aching for me. Don’t laugh either you know girls get horny too and I sure had been sending out the “fuck me” vibes.
I wish the pottery class had a shower near it. Nothing says class LESS or sexy NOT more than a matted tie dyed painted furball. However I had what I had and shambled into the coffee shop looking like a mad artist escaped from a near fatal paint accident.
She smiles at me and seemed not to notice my brilliant fur or the big matts in it and instead played with the spoon in her coffee. She was silent for a few minutes as if marshalling her thoughts or perhaps her arguments.
Finally she ventures the words in nearly a whisper with a strong plea in it. “Fux I really need your help. I am in a jam. I promised to go to a party and my date scammed out. Said his wife needed him to stay at home and watch the kids. This is really important to me and I know you will understand. Right?”
Ok so tell me what makes sense here? I wasn’t getting it. She was married and needed a date because….her married date had to stay home for his wife? One of us had slipped a gear here and I was pretty sure it wasn’t me. I pondered the ethics of taking advantage of a mentally ill woman. Ahh the hell with ethics.
“Errr and you need me because? Your husband has to stay home and take care of the kids…or something?” Man I was so reaching for an explanation that made sense.
She sighed and this time I was SURE she blushed. “Ok well here it is. I like wife swapping parties. I don’t want involvement, I am not married I don’t want to be married and I love to fuck. A friend got me involved in it a few years back and it has been great. Constant sex lots of partners and pure safety with no commitments. Well the friend has to stay home with his wife tonight and I need a partner. You can’t just come to these things without someone to swap! The couple that we are meeting well, I have had my eye on this guy for a year and finally we all have a date! I just can’t miss it!”
Ok so let’s take a second to process this says I to self. She won’t fuck me because I am not married. Her married date can’t come so she wants to take me to a party and SWAP me for some guy she has had her eye on for a year. I get …what out of this? Strange pussy!
“Ok” I said smiling “What time do I pick you up?” I was secretly hoping i would not be swapped to an ugly housefrau.
Ok so I spent extra time dematting my fur and grooming that evening. I mean I had never been swapped before - though when I got into the chicken casserole my Mistress threatened to give me to a dog food factory. That was a long time ago though and when I was a house cat.
My lady Nina met me at the door and my gawd she looked ravishing. Her long brown hair was worn loose and smelled slightly of vanilla and lavender. She had on a little blue dress that made every “little black dress” I had ever seen seem dowdy and she was sensational. Her puffy nipples were outlined clearly by that clingy material and it hugged her rounded ass like a second skin…even diving between those butt cheeks so toned and firm then emerging to cover her other hip. She looked edible.
I just gazed at her a while me and my eye below my belt that is. Then I said “Tell me again why I can’t just fuck you?”. She laughed as if I were teasing and led me out into the darkness to her car.
“Seriously” I said as she led me up the steps to this rather plain looking middle class ranch home wherein waited the wife I was destined to fuck. “Just tell me straight out why we just can’t get busy on the lawn right now?”.
She giggled at me and then reached up and placed a light kiss on one of my whiskers (that tickles!). “Well” she explained patiently as if to a child “You aren’t married and I only screw around with married guys. Plus I have really wanted to try Lefty out for a long time. This is my chance don’t mess it up please?”.
I sighed and straightened up my tie and followed her like a cat going to the gallows.
The door opened almost the instant Nina knocked as if the woman had been waiting there for us. Nina flung herself at the other woman all hugs and kisses and girly talk, she called the woman Gianna, and then proceeded into the house to the couch leaving me standing on the porch.
Besides her light floral perfume well my first impression of Gianna was boobies. Big jiggly firm boobies. Yummy boobies and a good ass …though that took a while to filter in. Good ass - fine boobs- oooo look that cameltoe through the jeans she had on - man, I could see that juicy pussy right then and there. Oh my cock was hard as a rock and suddenly though Nina darling was still very appealing I wanted nothing more than to bury my face into Gianna’s massive melons and lick while grabbing her legs and prying them apart wide to insert my raging hardon into her tight pussy. All that before I had said hello even.
“Fux?” Nina’s voice filtered through the haze of pure lust that had overtaken me and I jerked my eyes away from Gianna’s breasts. “Uhhh coming Nina.” The wrench of pulling my eyes off this gorgeous creature was almost physical pain and I stumbled over to a vacant chair while Gianna seated herself beside Nina on the couch and both of them chattered away.The man I took to be Gianna’s husband walked over offering me a stiff scotch and grinning widely. “A beauty isn’t she? Oh, I am Lefty by the way glad to meet you” He was obviously speaking of his wife and nodded in her direction. “She affects all the guys that way don’t worry. You will have plenty of time to get to know her” He winked and then sauntered off to seat himself beside Gianna on the couch.
While I struggled to gather some composure and scare up some small talk to enter the conversation Gianna and Nina had moved closer together on the couch and they were doing way more than chattering too. I was watching two of the most beautiful women I had seen in a while kiss hello. No, not that hello kiss kiss on the cheek stuff no. These babes were lip locked and I could see the tongues thrusting at each other dancing while they ran their hands over each other’s fine bodies.
“OH fuck NO!” I thought not another lesbian scene where my dick gets nothing, “no no no”! I watched as those tiny hands delicately explored the other girl. Gianna the more agressive pulling down Nina’s top, Gianna’s soft lips trailing tiny kisses over Nina’s shoulders and eventually to her small tits. Her delicate tongue was almost catlike as she licked Nina’s creamy skin and teased those puffy nipples with it.
“Oh lord I don’t know if I can stand this” I thought but was unable to bring myself to look away from these sensual creatures acting out their every fantasy.
Lefty leaned over placing a firm hand on his wife’s shoulder as she went to lower her face to Nina’s exposed pussy. “Gianna save some for us hon?” and leaned back confident she would obey.
To my amazement Gianna straightened up smiling at her husband sheepishly. “Sorry she just looks good enough to eat” she said and then winked at me.
Nina straightened up and leaned over to give Gianna just a little lick on the ear then reached around her and grabbed Lefty’s cock.