I have wanted to be with a woman for a few years now, but never really did anything about it.

With my boyfriend out of town, I decided it was now or never. I prepared in a way that showed off my waist and olive skin: a fitted vest, unbuttoned except for the button holding my breasts in; black pants; my long brown hair curled sexily around my face. I set out for a club that catered to couples.

I walked around in the club until I saw a couple about my age. I introduced myself and we started talking. We seemed to have a lot in common. Kelly was a curvaceous blonde; her husband, Steve, was tall and dark. Kelly and I started dancing together, and she asked me, “What do you consider the sexiest thing about you?” I laughed and said, “My curves.”

“What do other people consider your sexiest part?”

“That’s easy,” I said. “My nipples. They are very big and full, and men go crazy over them.” We knew we were into something good, so we continued to party until late.

They invited me back to their place to go swimming. In the car Kelly leaned over and gave me a long, slow kiss. She pulled back, leaving me breathless, and said, “I’m glad we got this out of the way. Now we can go home.” I felt as giddy as a high-school girl. At the house Steve made drinks, then we went out to the pool, stripped, and jumped in. The water was refreshing, but did nothing to cool me down. I was both anxious and excited.

Kelly closed the distance between us and started kissing me. I felt her heavy breasts through the cool water, and I wrapped my legs around her, becoming more turned on by the minute. She asked if I had ever been with a woman before, and I confessed that I hadn’t. She said not to worry, and led me into the house. She turned on the shower, but we never made it in. I reached out and kissed her, and before I knew it we were rolling around on her bathroom floor with the water running.

I couldn’t believe how good she felt; her skin was so soft. I started kissing her breasts and her whole body. Just looking at her I realized why men become whipped. Speaking of men, I looked up and saw her husband standing by the door. I felt l’d been caught with my hand in the cookie jar, but he just watched us for a minute, then left. Kelly went straight down into my pussy. God, it felt good!

I wanted to devour this woman. I pulled back and started nibbling her neck and arms. As I worked my way down her body she spread her legs and pulled her opening apart. I went down and tasted pussy for the first time. Her pussy lips were small, and she was so warm and wet. Her husband came to join us, and she began sucking him while I kissed her breasts and fingered her hot twat. She turned him toward me, and I sucked on his hard penis while she went down on me.

I kept moaning and couldn’t stop saying, “Oh God, you bitch, that feels so good!” We got into the shower, but I couldn’t stay on my feet. I kept going down on my knees and working my way up Kelly’s luscious legs. I had my hands on her soft ass, and I couldn’t get enough of her full breasts. Finally I looked at Steve and said, “Please fuck your wife.” He responded by entering her from behind. She held me, and I looked into Steve’s eyes as he fucked her. With each thrust my pussy got wetter and wetter.

They both came, with her mouth on my breasts. Then Kelly asked me if I would like to fuck Steve. I answered by kissing him, then turned around so he could enter my cunt from the rear. It turned me on to be fucking her husband while she watched. I was moving against him faster and faster. She went down and began eating and rubbing my clit while he fucked me. I could feel myself getting closer to orgasm.

This was the ideal situation, what I had always wanted: a dick in my pussy and another woman’s breasts and fingers on my clit. I began to scream. I was coming so hard that I had to hold on to Steve. Soon my legs gave out completely and I slid to the shower floor. Kelly laughed and said to Steve, “Pretty good for a first-timer.”

We got out of the shower and into the bed. I was still extremely horny and Kelly was too, because her pussy was still hot and wet when I started to bang it. I couldn’t get enough. She started eating my pussy while her husband fucked her again. My legs were spread out as wide as they could be while she came, moaning, into my pussy.

After that Kelly took me into the spare bedroom. We lay on the bed, breast to breast, for a minute. Then we started all over again. I began kissing her breasts, and pulled her on top of me in the sixty-nine position.

It was a wonderful experience, having a pussy in my mouth while mine was being eaten. Kelly stopped and asked me to touch myself while she watched. As horny as I was that wasn’t hard. Then I started to finger her clit, and she started banging me harder and harder. I was moving my hips, wanting as much as she could give. I came in a screaming rush and collapsed, completely exhausted but fully satisfied.

I opened my eyes and saw the sun coming up. After breakfast, Kelly and Steve told me I would have to come over and swim with them again sometime. That was an offer I knew I could not refuse.