The partner whom I had my first experience of “swinging” with back in the mid 80s when I was in my 20s, would flirt in bars/clubs whilst I watched her, we was in a rough and ready reggae/blues club where being white made you stand out the one night. She looked hot as fuck in a short black dress clinging to her curves, with thigh length black boots on, short blonde hair and her bright red lipstick. She new men were looking at her, she said it made her feel powerful, and in control. She sent me to the bar and said she would be dancing so find a table and watch me. I got the drinks and found a table, I could see her dancing and noticed several men moving closer as they danced, one of them moved behind dancing and putting his arms around her waist, pulling her closer so her arse was gyrating in his groin, she was laughing and enjoying her self, and it turned me on, I watched as he ran his hands up and down her sides and began to kiss her neck gently, she closed her eyes for a second, when she opened them she looked around and straight at me, she smiled and blew me a kiss, then turned around to her dancing partner and carried on dancing. As the dance floor filled I occasionally lost sight of her, but over the next hour I saw she danced with 4 different black men. She sat down beside me and took my hand, guided it up her skirt and her knickers were soaked, I got an instant hard on, I thought she had been fucked but she said she was just so turned on because she could feel there hard ons pressing into her, she asked me if I was okay with her inviting someone back, up till this night we had only had one other experience with my best friend joining us one night when we was all drunk about two weeks before, I asked her how do we go about asking a stranger to come back to ours for sex? She said we can make out we are just friends or you are my brother? I could tell she was really up for it and I agreed, asking her if she had anyone in mind, she smiled at me and said she was going to the restroom and would come back on the dance floor and I would see because she would be dancing with him, and that she would convince him to come back to ours. I asked how and she said she was going to the restroom to remove her soaked knickers and she was going to give them to him. Ten minutes later, I see her dancing with a tall black man, short dread lock style hair, his hands moving around her arse as he pulled her closer, she whispered something into his ear, and then they kissed as they danced, I was rock hard watching, I then saw her pass her knickers to him, he scrunched them up in his large hand and lifted it to his nose, I imagined the sweet scent I knew he could smell, and I was in a coma like state as feelings of intense pleasure coursed through my body. They carried on dancing and chatting, they both looked over in my direction a couple of times before she led him of the dance floor over to me. Hayley introduced me to Marcus as her brother and I offered to get him a drink, he said we would be lucky to get a drink now as the club was closing in ten minutes, immediately hayley suggested he could come back to ours for a drink and as we had a sofa bed he could crash if he wanted. We left the club, Hayley held him round the waist as we waited for a taxi, and I climbed in the front as they got in the back, a couple of minutes into the journey I noticed the driver glancing in the mirror a lot, so I turned round and they were kissing, her one leg pulled up his large hand inside her knickers, with a finger worming it’s way inside her, her hands undoing his jeans and revealing a very bulbous bell end, and I mean tennis ball size, attached to a long semi flaccid shaft, I watched for what seemed like for ever but was only a few seconds, my cock solid and turned on like nothing before. I started talking to the driver to divert my own thoughts, I didn’t want to interrupt them but I also wanted to watch, I heard Marcus say but what about your brother, her reply was interrupted by us arriving at ours. Hayley put some music on and told me to sort the drinks out, when I took the drinks through Hayley was dancing to some lovers rock she had put on in front of Marcus who was sitting on the sofa, she stopped and sat next to him leaving me to sit in the chair, Marcus seemed a bit unsure, he hadn’t noticed me watching him in the taxi and he probably felt a little uncomfortable with the brother of someone you gonna fuck hanging around, so I knocked back my drink and made an excuse to go to bed as I had something to do in morning and he was welcome to stay as my sister had invited him. I then kissed Hayley on the cheek and said “good night little sis, see you in the morning” I shut the door all the way as I left them, I heard the music turn up a little louder as I got undressed, my cock was raging hard as I sat there in the bedroom trying to hear the slightest indication that they were fucking for the next ten minutes, I was stroking my cock and picturing them in my head and couldn’t take the exquisite pleasure anymore so quietly and slowly I made my way out the bed room up the hallway to the living room door that I had deliberately closed fully in case Marcus got put off hearing movement, I put my ear to the door and I could just hear over the sound of the music, the unmistakable moans of Hayley, I stood listening intently for over half hour, confused at my feelings, but overwhelmed by the buzz I was getting. I slowly manoeuvred into the kitchen to the serving hatch where I could see them, Hayley was standing bent over with Marcus’s now hard cock in her mouth, her hands were stacked on top of each other from the bottom of the shaft and the huge bellend was engulfed with her red lips, she slowly but surely took that monster in her throat, his head rolling back as he shot a load that she gulped down. Without even softening he stood up pushed her onto the sofa and took her doggy style.
