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First timers My lady, I’ll call her Debbie, has always had a healthy sexual appetite. We used to joke that anything under four hours was “only a quickie”. We started living together when we were both in our late 30’s and our sex life was typically a morning wake up fuck before even going to the bathroom. Debbie, is a half German, half Irish woman from a mountain region, and is not a small woman at 5’7” and about 160 pounds with a beautiful 44” DD bust. If it was a weekday, we each then got dressed for work, but about half the time we would again have sex through a two to three hour period as soon as we got home, and often it extended late into the evening. I had nicknamed her “Insatiable” early on in our relationship, because it literally seemed she could not get enough. On weekends we typically spent six to eight hours engaged in some type of sexual activity. And her drive was so strong that when I started running out of gas and would roll over. She would start giving me a blowjob, sometimes, only long enough to get me hard again and then climbing on top, or occasionally finishing it if she wasn’t too horny. She claimed that orgasm’s didn’t tire her, but actually energized her, and she frequently would chain together multiple orgasms which had her bouncing off the walls. Debbie had what to me turned out to be a unique trait. If I didn’t cum in her on the first orgasm, she would get so worked up and tight, that me, an average guy could not get in her without a lot of lube. A woman that loves to fuck, and gets tighter as the session goes on!!!! I had the pleasure of enjoying this relationship for about six years before it seemed my ability to keep up her pace was waning. It had nothing to do with my feelings for her, but apparently the excitement wasn’t the same, and I was disappointing her. We started doing different things to peak the situation, sex on my boat, out in the open, in the car in a parking lot, we visited strip clubs a couple times, anything we could think of to spice things up. Eventually I turned to the internet, and searched for new ideas, to keep our sex life fresh. I found some sites talking about the “Lifestyle” It seemed it ranged from voyeurs to full swap swingers with even some fantasy and bdsm twist thrown in. We located a club named Carolina Couples that met at a hotel once a month and decided to go. We had agreed we weren’t looking to swap, but wanted to watch and just kind of, take in the action. The hotel was a high rise, and the top two floors were dedicated to the club, there were elevators going down to the main floor where a large ballroom was used by the group until 1 AM. We contacted the club and found out we were too late to get a room on one of the party floors, and would have to take a room one floor down. Going through the clubs website, we could see that there were quite a few scantily clad members in the ballroom settings, and we decided to just wear street clothes, albeit Debbie wore a top that she could leave pretty open, and a front close bra that she could readily lose. I just wore shorts and a polo shirt. We arrived at about 7 on Saturday evening and checked in to our room, The festivities in the ballroom were to start at 8 so we anxiously awaited the time that the evenings festivities begin. As we got off the elevator we were greeted by staff and allowed into the ballroom, a DJ setup was in one corner, and two bars were set up as well. Most of the people in here were dressed in various forms of lingerie, or a lot of the ladies were wearing beach covers, men were generally either street clothes or wearing speedo’s or boxers. We found a table for six, that had a couple about our age who were also wearing street clothes, and joined them. After introducing ourselves we found out that like us, this was a first time visit for Gary and Linda, and also like us, they were newcomers to this entire experience. Also like us, since they were not members of the club, they were one floor down from the party floors. As the DJ started his music selection he was stopped by the club leadership around 8:30, and everyone was welcomed, and basic rules were given, starting with “NO, means NO”. That genitalia could not be exposed while the bars were open by state law, and reminders were given to the guys to keep their drinking in check, so they could play later. Newcomers were asked to stand, and folks from the club came by each couple and greeted and chatted a few minutes. At this point the party actually started, many of the ladies lost parts of their clothing, and the dancing became quite up close and personal. Deb and I had visited Haulover beach in Miami which is clothing optional, but this was our first time being immersed in it. We both found it electric, and within a half hour, Deb’s bra had come off and only the two bottom buttons of her blouse were still closed. Gary asked Deb to dance, and as they moved to the floor, I asked Linda if she wanted to. While I danced with Linda I noticed just how much petting and fondling was going on around us, and was a little surprised when she felt the front of my shorts, and the obvious bulge. As we continued to dance I saw Deb, Gary’s hands were holding her breast, and her head was back the same way she leans back when she is on top for sex, and she has that same big smile on her face. I started squeezing Linda’s ass and was getting a charge out of both fondling another woman, and watching Deb. After two songs we went back to the table and a couple minutes later, Deb and Gary came back too. Gary said he was heading to the bar and took our drink orders, and Linda excused herself for a moment, which allowed Deb and I a moment to talk. I asked her how she felt and her only response was “Horny”. We agreed we both were enjoying the little taste of this lifestyle to this point, and agreed we would go to the private floors later to see what the real action was like. Gary got back with the drinks about the same time Linda returned, and Gary made a comment about Deb’s breast, that he couldn’t believe how they felt, Linda immediately laughed that she never understood why he married her, he loved big boobs, and Linda was a slight little thing that likely wasn’t a B cup. We all danced again each with our spouse for some more risque dancing, and then with each others spouses. And the dances got even more passionate. Around 11, we all agreed to go up to the party floors, since the crowd in the ballroom had started thinning a little. On the 11th floor it seemed nearly everyone was nude, as they walked down the hall, you could see that more than half the doors were open, which was meant as an invitation to enter. As you passed from room to room, some had folks making out, others had as many as six people having sex on one bed. Some rooms had people playing different dice or card games, while others were just watching. After completing the floor, we proceeded up to 12. On 12 things got even more intense, one room had a woman tied to a bed, face down, and three different men were there awaiting a turn, while another woman was in handcuffs, giving blowjobs to keep the guys up. Another room had a woman kneeling on the floor, with four naked men around her, she had a dick in each hand and was sucking another. Cum was running down her chest, and while she knelt there, we watched another load being deposited on her, and her immediately rubbing it around and giggling before starting to suck on another guy. We were told that she had always fantasized being covered in cum, and was getting her wish. By about 2 am we were finished just touring the floors, most were just basic sex, a lot of oral, but there were also quite a few rooms with closed doors that you could hear the folks inside. Deb and I decided to head back to our room, and asked Linda and Gary if they would like to join us for a Margarita before calling it a night. We got to the room and the ladies started mixing our night cap, and I asked Gary what he had thought about all of it. He said he wanted to talk it over with Linda, but yeah, he thought it was pretty cool. When the ladies came back with the drinks, they had apparently had their own discussion. Deb took a drink to Gary, and Linda brought one to me. They told us they didn’t want to swap just yet, but that if we were game, they would like to fool around some. Linda then stepped in front of me, while Deb did likewise to Gary, both removed their blouses, then started making out with us like high schoolers. As I kiss and grope away at Linda, I found myself constantly looking over at Deb, and saw that she was doing the same in sneaking looks at what I was doing. After maybe a half hour, we are all naked, both ladies have been fingered and licked a while and I could hear Deb’s breathing changing and knew she was getting close, Finally she pushed Gary back and moved between his legs, as she got in position to go down on him, she told me to “Fuck me now”. I moved to the other bed, and got behind her and within a minute, she started tightening up. She clamped down on my dick like she did back when we first started seeing each other, and you could tell her blowjob had gotten a whole lot more intense as Gary groaned. The only thing that I think quieted him, was that Linda climbed up and basically sat on his face, getting her own tongue lashing while Deb did her best to drain him. We continued this modified Daisey chain for maybe 20 minutes before I had to stop for a minute to catch my breath. That was when Linda said it was her turn, and climbed between my legs , performing her own version of resuscitation. Gary meanwhile got behind Linda and started pounding her like a madman. Obviously the foursome action was having a similar effect on him as it had with me. I know Gary stayed there a while, I could hear him twice that I believe he got off, Linda I know did at least once, Deb made me hearing much difficult, as she kept telling me to lick harder. After a bit, we all rolled off of each other, we sat and just did some mild petting for a few minutes, and of course the conversation was “How do you feel about all of that?” And it seemed that everyone had enjoyed the experience, we shared phone numbers, and agreed to meet here the following month. As Gary and Linda headed for the door, Deb turned to me and said, “You know your not getting off that easy.” As Gary closed the door, Deb went back down on me to get me back up, for the first of four more long screws. Gawd, I love being married to a Nympho…….. ARB

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