Swingers Club Seduction

It had been a few weeks since we had been to the Pineapple Lounge, and we were excited to have fun tonight. Unfortunately, we got stuck in traffic, so the party was in full effect by the time we got there.

"I'm going to go change real quickly. I'll meet you in the lounge," I told John.

John and I started swinging when our daughter, Cassie, left for college. Four years later, we are still very active in our local swinger's community. We have developed so many great friendships with couples of all ages.

As I walked into the changing room, I couldn't help checking myself out in the full-length mirror. I have to say; for being a mother of a twenty-two-year-old college grad, I looked damn good. Since joining the lifestyle, I decided I needed to work out more. I was always in decent shape, mostly thanks to good genes, but once we joined the scene, I worked my ass off to get more toned. Now at 52, I'm in the best shape I've been in since college.

While you could wear whatever you wanted most nights, tonight's theme was see-through. Earlier in the week, I went to the specialty lingerie store and picked up a black mesh body stocking that was crotchless. It didn't leave much to the imagination, and I absolutely liked it that way.

When I found John at the bar, he was already chatting it up with a couple we had met at the club several times before. Michelle was a striking red-headed woman, and Mike was her very handsome husband. They were both in their early thirties, but our age didn't seem to matter to them. We had never hooked up before, but the way Michelle was flirting with John, I had a feeling that would change tonight.

Mike was dressed in a nice button-down shirt, jeans, and dress shoes. He looked nice, but it was his wife I couldn't take my eyes off of. She wore a sheer, long sleeve black mini dress with a pair of black over-the-knee socks. The dress barely covered her ass, and the black color perfectly contrasted with her naturally pale skin. While her chest wasn't huge, her nipples poked through her dress, begging to be played with.

Ever since joining the lifestyle, I have embraced my bi side. Seeing Michelle tonight made me want to explore that side of me even more. She looked good enough to eat, and I hoped I would get to eat her pussy tonight.

"Care to dance?" I asked as I took her hand, leading her to the small dance floor.

As Michelle and I danced together, I couldn't help but be struck by her grace and fluidity. She moved with such ease, her body flowing effortlessly to the beat of the music. Her red hair swayed as she danced, accenting the fluid movements of her body.

The longer we danced, the more I became aware of every inch of Michelle's body against mine. Her soft curves were pressed against me, and I could feel the heat of her skin through the fabric of her dress. Her perfume was intoxicating, and I found myself wanting to hold her even closer.

Her sweat caused her nipples to cling to the barely there fabric of her dress. The sight only added to her allure, and I became more aroused with every passing moment. I placed my hands on her hips, pulling her even closer, and she responded by grinding her hips against mine.

My wet bare pussy ground against her soft thighs as we moved to the music. I ran my hands up her body until I reached her perky breasts. Her tiny breasts fit perfectly in my hands. I slipped her nipples between my manicured fingers, teasing this beautiful goddess in front of me. I wanted her to want me, to need me, and I planned on having her between my legs very soon.

Our bodies moved together like a symphony, and I was lost in the rhythm of the dance. Michelle's breath was hot on my neck, and I could feel the softness of her lips as she whispered, "Jan, I want you." My heart skipped a beat, knowing I had her just where I wanted her.

We continued to dance, our bodies entwined, and I was struck by how natural and effortless it felt. Our movements became more intimate, and I could feel the tension building between us. As the song ended, we held each other tightly, both reluctant to let go.

We finally pulled away from each other, both of us breathing heavily. Michelle's eyes were filled with desire, and I could see the longing in her expression. I took her hand and led her off the dance floor.

Michelle and I made our way to a corner of the room, and I took her in my arms. Our lips met, passionately kissing each other. We were both lost in the moment. Michelle's hand slid between my legs, pushing them apart. I knew what she wanted and gave her free access to my exposed pussy. Her soft fingers teased my inner thighs as I felt my pussy quiver in anticipation. Michelle's fingers slid between my labia, causing me to moan in delight. Her now wet fingers explored my pussy, moving her fingers up and down, coating her digit. Michelle's slick finger slipped inside my drenched pussy, as she slowly began to fuck me. With every thrust of her fingers, she ground her palm into my clit, causing me to cry out uncontrollably.

As much as I enjoyed Michelle's finger fucking, I wanted to feel her wet cunt. I lifted the hem of her dress and moved aside the drenched crotch of her black G-string. Michelle leaned into me as my fingers crept ever closer to her cunt.

"Please!" Michelle begged in whispered tones.

I knew what she needed, and I didn't hold back. As I slid two fingers into her cunt, I used my other hand to rub her clit. Michelle kissed me hard, her tongue massaging mine, as she moaned breathlessly into my mouth. If it weren't for the loud music, the sloshing of our wet pussies would fill the room.

John and Mike stood and watched as Michelle and I fucked each others' fingers in the crowded lounge. Knowing that my husband was watching me with another man's wife was a huge turn-on.

The look on Mike and John's faces showed how turned on they were by the very public finger fucking.

"Let's go find a room," John said as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

Reluctantly, I pulled away from Michelle. My fingers were drenched in her juices, and they shimmered from the strobe lights that flashed in the room. To put it mildly, my fingers looked delicious, and I knew exactly what John wanted me to do with them.

"Lick my fingers clean," I instructed John.

John's face lit up as my fingers slipped past his lips. The tangy taste of Michelle's pussy covered his tongue as he licked every inch of my pussy juice covered fingers clean. Watching my husband suck off the pussy juices of another woman made me lust for him. I brought my hand to the front of John's trousers and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. I could feel his pre-cum seeping into his boxers. It was clear my husband needed to cum, and I couldn't wait to see Michelle ride his thick cock.

Michelle licked her fingers clean of my wetness before she grabbed my hand, leading me to the first open playroom we could find.

While it wasn't one of the bigger rooms, it was big enough for the four of us.

"I need you," I loudly purred as I steered Michelle to the bed, getting on top of her.

The warmth of her smooth lips met mine as we greedily kissed each other. Michelle's tongue massaged my lips, begging to be invited in, and I didn't make her wait. My tongue met Michelle's as our breasts pressed against each other. Michelle's hard nipples felt wonderful on my chest as I held her close.

Michelle pressed her G-string-covered pussy into my thigh. The warmth and wetness of her pussy ground into me as she tried to get herself off. I could tell that she needed to cum, and I was all too happy to oblige.

I kissed my way down to her chest, making my way to her succulent breasts. I kissed around her flesh, teasing her. I licked a nipple with the flat of my tongue before sensually blowing warm air on it. The nipple grew tauter and harder before my eyes, enticing me to suck on it. I ran my tongue around her nipple and gently sucked it into my warm mouth. My tongue continued to circle Michelle's sensitive nipple as my hand teased the underside of her other breast.

"Yes, Jan!" Michelle moaned, and I knew I had her where I wanted her.

I moved my way down her body, looked her straight in her blue eyes, and slid off her absolutely drenched G-string. I took a moment and stared at her engorged pussy lips as they shone in the light. I ran my tongue between her wet lips, tasting her juices for the first time. I loved the taste of pussy, and Michelle's was like no other. Her pussy was soaking wet, and I lapped up as much of her wetness as I could before moving up to her clit.

Michelle was humping my face as her body begged for more attention. I simultaneously sucked Michelle's clit into my mouth while gently pushing two fingers deep into her wet cunt. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, sucking them in as I made circles on her sensitive clit with my tongue.

"Right there! Don't stop. Don't you dare stop," Michelle screamed at the top of her lungs.

A gush of pussy juice shot onto my face as Michelle squirted. It was the first time I had ever been with a woman who squirted when they came, and I did my best to lap up as much of her cum as I could. I could tell she had enough, so I stood up and seductively walked over to Mike and kissed him.

Mike didn't hesitate to meet my kiss. My lips and tongue were covered in his wife's pussy juices, and he gladly licked them off.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw that John had already taken off his pants and was now naked.

Michelle looked at John with a huge grin, "Please fuck me, John. Your wife warmed me up, but now I need that thick cock inside of me."

I gave John the go-ahead nod, and he moved between her legs. I joined him on the bed, grabbed his dick, and ran it up and down Michelle's labia. I guided his thick cock into Michelle's tight pussy. Helping my husband enter another woman's pussy was one of the most erotic parts of swapping.

I watched with eager eyes as I saw Michelle adjust to his girth. Once she gave John the go-ahead to fuck her, I grabbed Mike by the waist and brought his cock to my mouth.

Mike's cock was dripping as I licked his head. His pre-cum was salty, and his cock yearned for my touch. I brought his dick deep down my throat before running my tongue on the underside of his cock.

"Ugh," Mike groaned, indicating that he liked what I was doing.

Mike ran his hands through my hair as I continued to bob up and down on his meat. I knew if I kept going, I would quickly be greeted with a mouth full of cum. Normally, I love swallowing cum, but right now, I needed to fuck.

"Lay on the bed," I commanded Mike.

Mike quickly obliged. The moment he was on the bed, I mounted him and slammed his whole cock deep inside me.

"God, I needed that," I moaned.

Michelle, John, and Mike couldn't help but laugh at my sudden outburst. I meant business, though. I placed my hands on Mike's chest to brace myself and began rocking up and down on his hard cock. He met my thrust, grinding his public bone in circular motions on my clit. Mike was a good fuck and clearly knew what he was doing.

I dug my nails into Mike's chest, "Just like that," I told him.

As Mike and I continued to fuck, I watched John fuck Michelle. The perspiration on her body had built up, and there was a heavy sheen of sweat on her chest. Michelle's face was flushed with arousal, clearly seen due to her pale skin. She looked like a red-headed sex goddess.

I bent over and kissed her as her husband continued to fuck me, and my husband continued to thrust his cock into her. I placed my hands on her breasts, holding myself up as her husband fucked me harder. I pulled and teased her nipples as we continued to moan into each other's mouths.

"Fuck me from behind, please," I asked Mike.

Mike grabbed my hips and pulled me into him. His cock stretched my pussy as he almost entirely pulled out before pushing back in. The sensation of his cock stretching me over and over left me panting in anticipation. Mike then took my hands, and we found a rhythm of pushing and pulling each other as we fucked.

"I'm so close," Michelle moaned as John continued to fuck her.

I reached my hand out and found her clit. I rubbed her clit, as John continued to methodically slam his dick into her.

The sensation of having her clit rub was too much for her because I soon felt a gush of fluid cover my fingers.

"Oh my god, stop," Michelle panted, and I moved my fingers away.

John pumped harder into Michelle, and I could tell he was close.

"Cum in her, John. Cum for me, baby," I encouraged him.

John's groans sent me over the edge, and a wave of ecstasy washed over my body.

Mike's strong hands gripped my hips harder as he pushed deeper into me.

"Do it. Fuck me, Mike. Fuck my slutty pussy in front of your sexy wife. I want you to cum deep inside me. I need to feel your cock spasm for me, Mike," I yelled, trying to help him along.

Mike collapsed on top of me as he pushed his cock deep inside me; his cock came over and over in my pussy.

I slid out from under him, got on my knees, and cleaned his cock off with my mouth. I took the head of his cock, and I sucked off as much of his cum as I could.

Michelle saw what I was doing and joined me on the floor between his legs. The two of us took turns taking Mike in our mouths and cleaning him off. Michelle and I kissed, sharing her husband's cum between us; the perfect ending to swapping activity.

"That was phenomenal. We need to do that again. I'm parched. John, I'm going to get some water. Meet me out front," I said, giving goodbye hugs to everyone.

As I headed back to the bar, I heard a familiar woman's voice that I couldn't place for some reason. I walked by the various playrooms while still trying to identify the voice. The idea of bumping into someone from my "regular" life here made me nervous.

"Yes, Daddy fuck me harder," The voice yelled.

"Push my face into Mommy's pussy. I know how much you love when I eat her out while you fuck me," the voice begged.

I suddenly realized whose voice I was hearing. I couldn't believe it. It just didn't make sense, especially with what she was saying. My head was spinning.

I approached the playroom in question and saw the door was open, indicating they wanted people to watch the action.

The first person I saw was the "mother" in this dirty role-play. She was around my age, with dark hair and a slim figure. I will admit she was very attractive.

"Eat my pussy, baby girl. Mommy is going to cum!" She yelled.

The "mother" soon let out a loud moan, and it was clear she had just come all over the young blonde's face.

As the blonde pulled away, my suspicions were confirmed. It was my daughter, Cassie, who I had just watched eat out this older hottie.

My daughter's eyes met mine as I watched her lick off the pussy juices around her lips. I expected that she would jump away in shock at the sight of me, but instead, she pushed her hips back harder into her "father's" cock.

"Cum for me, Daddy. Please fuck me harder," Cassie moaned.

Her "Daddy" began pumping hard as I watched her "Mommy" start to rub Cassie's clit with her fingers.

My daughter's moans filled my ears as she came all over this strange man's cock. "Daddy," suddenly groaned as he filled his condom inside my daughter's needy cunt before carefully pulling out.

Cassie got up from the bed, still naked as the day she was born, ran over, and hugged me.

"Jan!" Cassie yelled as she approached me.

My daughter never called me by my first name, but it was clear she didn't want her "parents" to know who I was.

Cassie's naked body melted into my barely-covered flesh. Her hard nipples brushed mine, and the wetness between her legs rubbed onto my thighs. Cassie gave me a soft, gentle kiss on my cheek before introducing me to her friends.

"Jan, this is Stan and Carol. I have known Jan since childhood. She practically raised me," Cassie coyly said.

I couldn't get over my daughter's brazenness. She didn't seem to feel an ounce of shame about being caught role-playing at a swingers club by her Mom.

"Nice to meet you. Cassie, that was phenomenal. I'm glad we finally found time to make it happen. We will have to do it again," Carol said as she hugged my daughter and left the room with her husband.

I stood there taking in my daughter's naked flesh. Cassie's full perky tits glistened from the sweat covering her entire body. As I made my way down her body, I was in awe of her slim stomach that led into her wide hips, giving her an hourglass shape. Her legs were toned and tanned from running.

I couldn't believe how hot my daughter looked. I was shocked by how turned on I was staring at her. I stood there stunned until a firm hand on my shoulder woke me from my shock.

"Oh, there you are," John exclaimed.

"John, look who I just bumped into," I said.

"John!" Cassie excitedly said as she gave her father the same greeting she gave me.

John didn't move. His sweaty, naked daughter just hugged him as if it was nothing.

"Well, aren't you going to say something?" Cassie asked.

"Baby, what are you doing here?" John asked with concern in his voice.

We had no idea our daughter was part of the lifestyle. I had so many questions racing through my head.

"I came with Stan and Carol. We had been chatting for a few weeks, and we thought it would be fun to come to meet here," Cassie nonchalantly said.

As we spoke, I noticed Cassie's left hand was between her legs, massaging her wet, freshly fucked cunt. Her eyes met mine as she continued to run her fingers, between her wet lips, before making her way to her clit. Her mouth opened slightly as she gently massaged her clit, her eyes never leaving mine. Cassie trailed her stomach with her other hand as she made her way to her tits. I watched as she pulled and twisted her right nipple, her mouth opening with a low moan escaping.

The speed of her fingers on her clit increased as she continued to play with her sensitive nipples.

I didn't know what to do. John and I just stood there motionless as our twenty-two-year-old daughter fucked herself in front of us.

"Oh, Mommy, Daddy, I'm going to cum!" Cassie moaned as we watched, flabbergasted.

I knew we should be admonishing her for her lewd behavior, but John and I just stood there watching this debaucherous performance.

"Wow! That was incredible, even better than being fucked by Stan and Carol. I guess the real thing is better," she laughed.

Cassie quickly got dressed, slipping her sheer black mini-dress on. The dress looked incredible on her. It hugged her every contour and accentuated her heaving breasts. The dress elongated her legs, making them look like they went on forever. In some ways seeing my daughter clothed in such a revealing outfit was even more erotic than seeing her naked. My daughter was a knockout.

"Baby, we should talk," I said while taking her hand.

John, Cassie, and I grabbed some drinks from the bar before finding a table in the corner of the room.

I knew Cassie was a sexual creature. Sex was always something we were very open about in our house. John and I never hid our sex life from her, thinking it was important for her to understand that we were actual adults and not just her parents. Was this our fault? Did we somehow unexpectedly seduce her?

"Cassie, what are you doing here?" John asked again.

"Like Mom saw, Stan, Carol, and I have been roleplaying together here and there. I met them here a few months ago, and we thought it would be fun to role-play in public while people watched. I didn't expect the two of you to be here, but once I saw Mom, I was more turned on than I have ever been before," Cassie explained.

I took Cassie's hand in mine as I calmly tried talking some sense into her, "baby, it is one thing to role-play, but what you just did, was...." I paused while trying to find the right words.