Mrs. Right Now

Anonymous said: I've been following you for a long time. We've talked on many occasions, and I was a part of your server back when you used to hang out there. I don't want to say who I am, but maybe you'll figure it out based on my request. I'm a slut, too, although I don't have as much experience as you having sex with various men. I recently met a man that has taken control of me. He's much older, and we just started swinging together. We met up with only a few couples because it's rough trusting people during the pandemic, but I had my first few experiences with women. I would like a story about a slut who has lots of experiences with men but has her first experience with a woman during a couples swinger encounter. Make her have curly dark hair and a big smile. Oh, and make sure she's not a skinny girl. I want her to be like me, and I definitely have curves, and I'm not a small girl. I'm not fat either, just curvy. Oh, and can you work in a double-ended dildo? I'll leave the rest up to you. I miss you, Jenni! Love you. I hope you're doing well.

Jennifer Johnson said: I'm so happy to hear from you, even if it's just via a request. I have no way of knowing who this is, but I have my theories. I know I've been missing in action for a few months, but I have a good reason. I've been sick with Covid and it hit me pretty hard. I hope I can do this story justice. It's my first attempt at writing something after my illness. My brain has been mush and unable to produce writing for quite a while, but I think I'm ready now. I genuinely hope you like it.

All characters in this story are over age 18, which should be obvious since they are at a swinger's event. You can't attend swinger's events until you are at least 18, but since I never explicitly state the main character's age, I am placing this here to clarify.

Mrs. Right Now

"Wow!" Sam exclaimed as we entered the swinger's party, which took place in a vast warehouse. It didn't look like much from the outside, but we were both flabbergasted once inside.

"This place is insane!" I agreed, my arm aching from the large bag I carried. The venue was decorated with motorcycles enclosed by red velvet ropes to keep people from touching them. Suspended from the extremely high ceilings were a series of brand new monster truck tires. Upon further examination, I saw an actual Monster Truck parked on one side of the warehouse. A man stood near the truck in some sort of uniform, and it looked like he was autographing a lady's breast as her husband looked on.

"You want Mr. Monster Truck to sign your titties?" Sam laughed.

"I'm good. You know why I'm here." I shot Sam a daring look to let him know that I wouldn't chicken out like the other times. "Fuck, this is heavy!" I complained as I attempted to shift my bag to my other shoulder.

"Oh, geez! Honey, why didn't you hand me this earlier? It's heavy, and I don't want my princess carrying heavy things." He took the bag from me.

"Thanks, babe!"

"Damn, what's in here?" he asked as he slung it over his shoulder and wrapped his free arm around my shoulder, steering me toward the coat check.

"The double-ended dildo is in there! And two bottles of tequila."

"What do you want to do tonight?" he asked as we stood in line to check in our coats and alcohol.

"Duh! I want to have my first girl-girl experience!"

"Tiffany? Look at me."

"What?" I asked, looking up into Sam's dark eyes. He was twelve years older than me, and sometimes I felt he treated me like a child.

"We've been trying this for a few months, and nothing has happened. No need to get my hopes up. If you don't want to do it, you don't have to. This isn't for me; it's for you."

"I know, and I do want to do it. I just get scared. I think I just need to meet the right girl."

"Excuse me?" an older woman behind us in line tapped me on the shoulder.

"Yes?" I asked, turning to look at her. She was tall and wore six-inch stilettos that made her taller than Sam, who was just under six feet. Her husband stood next to her, only slightly taller than her. Her hair was light brown and streaked with honey-blonde highlights, and she had a pointy nose that suited her oval face. Her lips were ruby red, and they looked kissable. Her body was curvaceous and plump, much like mine. Unlike me, she held herself as if she was the most beautiful woman in the room.

"I couldn't help but overhear your conversation about finding the right girl. If you wait for Miss Right, you might be waiting a while. You should go for Mrs. Right Now instead." She looked into my eyes, a smirk twisting her smile into something almost evil. I could see that she was interested in me, and I focused on her red lips, knowing I wanted to kiss them. I liked that her body wasn't perfect. Maybe she wouldn't hate mine. I wasn't exactly thin and trim. I had some extra pounds, but I felt like I wore them well.

"Mrs. Right Now?" I parroted. I didn't know what to say. I had always wanted to meet the right girl, but maybe this lady was right. Perhaps I was being too picky and missing out.

"Yes. As in me! I've been with a lot of women, and I can show you the ropes."

"Quite literally," her husband interjected. "She's very good with rope!"

We all laughed, and she took a moment to introduce herself to Sam and me.

"I'm Patty, and this is Nick."

"Are those your real names, or do you make up fake ones for parties?" I asked her.

"That's my real name, and his too. We are very open with who we are. Most of our friends and relatives know that we live an unconventional lifestyle. It makes everything a lot easier. That and now that our kids are grown."

"We don't have any kids yet," I confessed.

"Then you should definitely be living it up with me tonight. Let's go to the playroom as soon as we check our stuff in. "I'm going to grab a few toys."

"I have a toy too!" I practically screamed.

Patty laughed lightheartedly and gave her husband a knowing glance. "What toy do you have?"

"A double-ended dildo! It's purple, and I bought it in Las Vegas on vacation. I was hoping I might meet the right girl."

"Well, lucky you met Mrs. Right Now," Patty said with a laugh.

"It was my turn to laugh, and Sam joined me. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my leg as we finally reached the front of the line. I knew that Sam was dying to see me have sex with a woman. He tried to play it off that he didn't care, but I knew that seeing me with another woman would get him off immensely. I also knew that it was something I had been dreaming of for a long, long time, even before I met Sam.

We headed to one of the many playrooms and were shocked to see that there was a tire swing right in the middle of a circle of large king-sized beds. People were already playing, in various states of undress, and fucking. A naked woman's legs dangled from the tire swing as several guys pushed her. She screamed with delight, and I smiled as Patty led us to one of the empty beds. She laid her supplies out on a small towel.

"Wow, you're ready for all possibilities," I remarked as I took inventory of her toys. There was a crop, a length of rope, and several carabiners for fastening. There was also a paddle and a sizeable paddle-style hairbrush.

"I didn't bring all of my dildos, but I brought a few, including a strap-on. It's been a while since I used it, but you strike me as the kind of woman who would enjoy being on the receiving end."

"How many dildos do you have?" I was in shock. She had six dildos in various sizes and colors now laid out on the towel.

"Oh, I don't know. Too many to keep track of. How many do you have?"

"Just the one!" I giggled as I held up my floppy double-ended dildo. It was long, thick, and purple, and I was excited to finally use it. I felt at ease with Patty in ways I'd never been with any woman. I wasn't sure what I liked about her, but it was probably her confidence. She didn't seem to mind that she carried a bit of extra weight. She strutted around as if she looked like a model. I wished I could be like her.

"That's perfect. We'll definitely use it." She paused and looked longingly into my eyes. I had no idea where Sam was, and I didn't care for once. I was lost in Patty's perfect brown eyes. She leaned in, and I didn't pull away. I wasn't scared. In fact, I was quite the opposite. I was curious and excited! The moment Patty's lips met mine was a revelation. I felt chills on my arms that instantly spread to my brain. I felt warm and fuzzy inside, and as the kiss continued, everything intensified.

Patty's arms wrapped around me, pulling me to her. I loved that she was older and more experienced. She knew how to kiss me and how to put me at ease so she could have her way with me. Her hands ran all over my curves, and I could feel her admiration in ways I never had with any man. She knew what it was like to be a woman and how hard we are on ourselves and our bodies. She must have understood the need to feel perfect and how it felt to fall short of that perfection. Her emotions surrounded me, and it felt so good that I moaned right into her mouth.

Patty responded by parting my lips with her tongue and pushing her way into my mouth. Our tongues danced together as our kiss continued. I looked longingly at the double-ended dildo, and Patty could sense my need. Her hands pulled at the slutty dress I'd chosen to wear that night, and I let her undress me until I was in nothing but a thong, and she was on top of me, making out with me as if we were teenagers.

"Let me take off my clothes, and then we'll try it, okay?" I loved the way she smirked when she was being naughty.

Patty's body was absolutely gorgeous. It wasn't the body of a supermodel or even a plus-size model. She had curvaceous hips and large, natural breasts that hung slightly lower than they probably had in her youth. There were definitely stretch marks and lumps of extra flesh, but I thought she looked perfect anyway, given the way her thick thighs pressed together and her big ass curved to meet them. I found her sexier than any woman I'd ever met, and I didn't question it.

Patty climbed back on top of me, and now it was skin on skin. Her body was hairless, including her pussy, which was wet enough for me to feel it dripping as she writhed on top of me, kissing me. I realized that this was the feeling I had been craving for years. I wanted to be held and cuddle with someone as soft and cuddly as myself.

"You ready for it?" she asked, looking toward the double-ended dildo.

"Yes," I answered, and her wicked smile lit up her face as she grabbed the purple toy from her towel. She grabbed some lubricant (not that she needed it) and put a bit on each end before sliding one end into my pussy. I was wetter than I'd ever been in my life and the dildo easily slid inside.

"You like this, don't you?" Patty asked rhetorically. I nodded as she slid the other side of the toy into her pussy.

"So, the key is to slide down as far as possible so we can meet in the middle."

"What? That's not even possible!" My eyes grew wide as I looked at the amount of dildo between our pussies.

"We've got to at least try!" Patty encouraged me. She pulled me up from the bed so that we were facing one another, our legs spread. Patty angled herself, so she was scissoring me, the dildo still between us. When she moved, I could feel it in my pussy.

"Oh my God! Every time you move, it feels so good!"

"Same here!" she giggled. I leaned toward her, and we began to kiss. She moved her hips a bit, trying to inch the dildo into her pussy further.

I tried moving around a bit and was pleased with myself when Patty made noises of pleasure in response. We were connected now, and everything she did made me feel so good. We continued to kiss as we moved our hips, trying to close the dildo gap between us.

"Oh my God!" I screamed as my first orgasm of the evening took hold of my body. My body shook and convulsed, which somehow sent Patty into her first orgasm of the evening. I forgot all about Sam and Patty's husband. I forgot that we were in a giant warehouse at a sex party. I was even beginning to forget myself. I was utterly lost as Patty's soft lips kissed me so profoundly that I let out a loud moan right into her mouth. Her passion flowed through me, and I could feel the strong connection between us. It pulled at my heart somehow, triggering another epic orgasm.

Patty ended our kiss. "That was a good one, wasn't it?" she said with a sophistication that made me realize how right I had been to choose her as my Mrs. Right Now.

"I've never had an orgasm like that," I confessed, not realizing that Sam was still there. Nothing in the world existed except Patty, and I had given myself over to her completely. She kissed me again and moved her hips until she was entirely in control of me. I looked down at the purple dildo and was shocked to see just how close my pussy was getting to hers. It had seemed impossible to meet in the middle, but now that we were having sex, it seemed like a more plausible outcome.

"Don't our pussies look sexy together?" Patty said in between kisses. She looked at my pussy, tilting her head to the side as if she was formulating a plan of attack. She put her finger to her lips and seductively slid it into her mouth to lubricate it, then reached down to gently touch my clit.

"Oh!" I jumped, my clit more sensitive than it usually was. Patty had opened me up somehow, and I had never felt so connected to someone during sex. I wondered if I would experience this with all women or if Patty was somehow special. I suspected it was just Patty, especially when she got her finger back on my clit and worked her magic.

Time stopped for me as the sensations of Patty's finger, and the dildo came together in perfect harmony. My next orgasm whipped through my body with destructive force, as if my pussy had been saving up all of its urgency for this moment. The screams emanated from my core, unlike any other in my young life. I was experiencing a new level of pleasure, and my pussy was seizing on the dildo. My body began to flail about, out of my direct control. My brain was no longer in command of my body, and I was now at the mercy of Patty and this orgasm. I couldn't tell her to stop if I had wanted her to. All I could do was cum my fucking ass off until Patty finally came to a stop.

"Look," she pointed down at my pussy.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed as I realized that our pussies were almost touching.

"I knew we could do it!" Patty praised me, and I basked in the glow of her approval.

"I'm shocked! Maybe we can actually do it!" I looked up at Patty with admiration. She had so much to teach me.

"Let's go, ladies! We believe in you!" a voice boomed from behind me, interrupting my moment with Patty.

I turned around and saw Sam as if I was seeing him for the first time. He looked different now that I had cum with Patty. I couldn't figure out why, but I didn't have time to ponder it. Saying nothing, I turned back to Patty.

"Let's give our guys a good show!" she winked at me, and the way her face lit up with naughtiness made her so fucking beautiful that I couldn't help but grab her by the neck and pull her to me for another kiss.

I slid my fingers down to her pussy and was shocked by how wet she was. She was wetter than I had ever been. It was my first of many revelations about women. I had wrongly assumed that I understood women because I was a woman. I was learning so much about myself from Patty. I wanted to be just like her when I grew up.

The thought of being like Patty was appealing to me, and I imagined it as I rubbed her clit gently. I wasn't sure if I was doing it right, but I tried to please her. I could feel my connection to Patty growing stronger as her body began to twitch. I could tell she was close, and so was I. Just my fingers on her pussy was enough to take me over the edge.

I don't know who started cumming first, but Patty's screams were louder than mine. Our pussies finally met in the middle of that dildo with a satisfying squish.

"Fuck!"

"Oof!"

Patty and I were fully scissoring, the dildo connecting us completely. I felt so close to Patty, who was now undulating against me, pussy first! It was the best moment of my life, and it dawned on me that Patty might be more than just Mrs. Right Now.

"Holy fucking shit!" I shrieked as a darker orgasm gripped my body. It took hold of me like a sickness, spreading without regret until every finger and toe was touched. Patty continued to grind her pussy against mine, and I knew that I needed to tell her to stop. I was exhausted when it finally finished.

"You okay?" she asked, so in tune with me, it was like she could read my mind.

"I came too much. I can't take any more."

Patty gazed into my eyes and made sure I was paying attention. "Listen to me. Look me in the eyes."

"Okay."

"You're not done here. Our husbands want in on this action, and I promise you can cum more. I know you can."

"I've never cum this much in one night!" I argued.

"Have you ever pushed yourself to see how many orgasms you can have in a night?"

"No," I admitted. "I've never really thought about it before."

"That's why you need a woman like me in your life, to maximize your pleasure."

"Oh, you have!" I felt my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Thank you for saying that. You're so sexy. How about we pull this dildo out and swap husbands?"

"Our husbands?" I asked, only half-kidding. I wanted to tell her that Sam wasn't my husband, but I was so tired from my orgasm I couldn't say much more.

Patty laughed. We shared a moment of laughter, a few more kisses, and then Patty motioned for the guys to join us.

"That was so sexy, babe!" Sam praised me. "You were so into it." His features fell a bit, and I could tell that he wasn't expecting me to connect with Patty the way I had. I hoped he would be okay because I knew I would have to see Patty again. There was no way I could skip exploring the sexual possibilities...and maybe other possibilities.

"I was into it! Patty really knows how to make me cum!" I knew it was wrong to say, but it popped out of my mouth so naturally because it was true. Patty knew how to make me cum. Patty was sexy and intelligent. I was already obsessed with her as she took Sam by the cock and led him to one side of the bed. I turned to Patty's husband, whose name I'd forgotten, and grasped his much older dick.

"Young lady, I need you to wrap that mouth around my cock. Thank you, dear," he patted me on the head dismissively, and I felt obligated to please him since Patty had told me to. I climbed into a good position to suck his dick and tentatively licked it before wrapping my mouth around it.

"That's right. Suck his dick!" Patty coached me.

"This is the best!" Patty's husband cried just before grabbing me by the back of the head to steady it as he fucked my face.

No man had ever made this move on me before, so I choked pretty hard.

"Not so rough with her!" Patty scolded him. "She's young."

"Yeah, but she's a slut," he fired back at Patty, then turned to me to say, "aren't you, honey?" I would have answered, but he already had his dick back down my throat. "She is. Trust me. I know a slut when I see one."

"But it was her first time tonight with me," Patty reminded him.

"Her first time with a woman, but look at her suck my dick! Those are slut lips right there!"

Something about this was arousing, so I made a big production of sucking his cock in an even sluttier and more enthusiastic fashion. I hoped that made it clear to Patty that I was definitely a slut for men. I hoped that it would turn her on.

"You're right. Maybe we got lucky and found a real slut." Patty's voice had taken a nasty tone, one that told me she was pleased.

"I can tell because I'm about to nut down her slut throat!" He grabbed me by the throat, and I choked until I was able to take in a breath of clean air. "I'm not ready to cum yet! I've got other holes to fuck, don't I?"