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The Princess and The Cowboy

We just absolutely love hotel parties.

This particular night was like every other swinger party that we’ve been too. You get to see a lot of people that you know, meet some new people, dance and flirt and carry on, but the prospects this particular night were looking pretty slim for me and the little lady. There simply just weren’t any couples that we’d really love to invite back to the room. I mean let’s face it, some people are just there just to fuck. That’s not us. We found that we appreciate the seduction as much or more than the physical act of what the young people call “hooking up.” Tonight’s crowd was made up mostly of voyers or posers as far as we could tell, with a few couples that had gone too far with their consumption of adult beverages.

Make no mistake, we really enjoy the atmosphere that swinger parties provide. The music is pumping loud, the ladies are all sexy as ever, in varying degrees of nudity….bare asses in one corner of the dance floor and possibly topless beauties in the other. There is absolutely no room for disappointment whatsoever. And we have learned to approach each party as a separate event with an open mind and no expectations.

And for us, she loves a shot or three of tequila and I absolutely love seeing her shake her magnificent ass for the onlookers. It's usually a really great place to meet lifestyle friendly folks and the inhibitions seem to be relaxed because ultimately you are not there to perform. The relaxed atmosphere is great for letting us enjoy ourselves, knowing that we'll have fun with each other anyway, even if we don't hook up with someone else. Our approach is simply no expectations lead to no disappointments.

With lots of dancing, flirting and the electric atmosphere, we have convinced ourselves that we are always destined for a great time. Much earlier in our swinging careers we had many a disappointing night because we didn’t bring anyone back from the party to share our bed, and as we matured, we realized that was only part of the benefit. The sheer entertainment of the party was a catapult to incredible sex with each other, and as we realized, sharing that with others was only icing on the cake.

On with the story. Early in our swinging career, there was a couple that we both gawked over, we'll call them the cowboy and the princess. Have you ever been at a party, when just when things get going good there’s a hush in the crowd as everyone stops to check out the folks that just walked in the door? Well that’s these people. They are some of the nicest and coolest people you'll ever meet, and we both thought that the princess was possibly one of the most beautiful ladies we had ever seen. The cowboy was a true man’s man. He was ripped, his muscles had muscles. These sexy people were clearly out of our league. Every time we had ever seen them, their entrance commanded the same result. This night was no different, when they walked in, everyone stopped to check them out. I nudged my wife and said, “Look who just walked in!”

Our first time even breaking the ice with them, the princess came over to see if my wife wanted to party with her and her man. It was a Mardi Gras party and not wanting to miss an opportunity, I encouraged my wife to let the princess earn some beads. The princess reluctantly agreed, and shyly crouched between two metal folding chairs, almost to the point she was embarrassed. Why on earth she should have been embarrassed is beyond explanation. As she dropped her blouse, we had our first look at two of the most magnificent breasts that we feel have ever been created.

Let me explain this scene to you in full detail. She is a very petite lady, not standing more than a full five feet at best, with the smoothest olive complexion that you’ve ever seen. Flawless, with jet black hair that was smooth and silky and fell to the small of her back. Her eyes were big and brown and you could literally get lost in her gaze. So, as she crouched down, embarrassed to show herself to us, we’re absolutely mystified that the lady who attracts so much attention is beginning to bare herself to us in the first place. It was as if we had won the lottery, literally! And magnificent minimally describes the beauty before us. She exposed what were perfectly formed, beautifully shaped, natural C cups with darker areola about the size of a silver dollar and small erect nipples. What a sight to behold, and the excitement that she showed by the involuntary hardening of her nipples was proof to us that there was some mutual attraction. The girls continued to get to know one another now that the ice had been broken, but there were no extracurricular activities on that particular night. It didn’t diminish the fact that my wife and I still felt as if we’d won the lottery! It was nearly a year until we saw them again. This is about the follow up.

Trying to urge another meeting or stack the deck as it were, I'd see them online and write a note, trying to see where they were going for the next party. SLS is great for providing such a luxury. We feel that the website is priceless for all it's perks, but we found out later that they thought we were stalking them. We'd bump into them at a party every once in a while, but there wasn't anything there, not even a spark. As the days turned into weeks, the weeks turned into months and for one reason or another, we’d never quite got together. Until this one magnificent night.

We were at one of our favorite venues enjoying the festivities for a Halloween Swinger party. Somehow Halloween really brings out the best in people, and the atmosphere was electric. Everyone was up dancing, and the drinks were flowing freely. My wife was dressed as a Carribean wench, and I in my best attempt at a pirate.

Remember how I explained that there’s an unexplainable hush over the dance floor when someone smoking hot walks in? That enigma happened again, and low and behold, in through the front door walk our favorite couple, the Princess and the Cowboy. She's decked out in a smoking hot referee outfit, complete with the thigh high white stockings and black and white skin tight spandex and lycra referee jersey which hugged her perfect body leaving very little to the imagination. The contrast between the bright white and her olive skin made her stunningly beautiful. I mean, she's killing it!

There’s not a runway model anywhere in the universe that could have outdone her that night. Standing beside her is the Cowboy, chest puffed out like he’s just done 1000 push-ups, muscles rippling everywhere, tight jeans and the signature Stetson as only a cowboy would be.

I nudged my wife as soon as I noticed them and said, “there’s your girlfriend and her husband!” She said, “yeah right” with that sarcastic tone that only wives seem to possess, first in acknowledging that it was even them. Her eyes beamed with excitement and the entire mood that we shared changed in that instant. Every song was better, the drinks tasted sweeter, the lights were flashier…..everything got just that much better. We continued like teenagers until well after midnight, as the party started winding down we realized that we had danced and chatted with everyone at some point, really working the room.

For those of you that haven’t been to a hotel takeover or club, there’s this thing that starts happening where everyone starts frantically searching for someone at the bewitching hour. It’s a phenomenon that only occurs in a setting like this, and can be entertaining if you are sober enough to pay attention. Tonight, was no different. Except we too were without companions.

But not buying into the desperation, we were simply interested to see who would be interested in joining the pirate and his wench back to their room? Last call, last song, house lights started coming back up and it was clearly time to go back to the motel. We were gathering our things and out of nowhere, believe it or not, the Cowboy and the Princess approached my wife and asked which room we were in.

They asked us! We were as excited as any teenagers had ever been about what was coming next. These were our “untouchable” friends. They were the prom queen and the star football player and we were band geeks. But they were coming back to OUR room.

My wife without asking my permission, not even giving it a second thought immediately told the princess what room we were in and within what felt like a few seconds, came the knock at the door.

After an entire year of anticipation, the couple that could hush a party by simply walking in were standing in our room, door closed, and ready to spend some quality time with us. No distractions.

The ladies were chatting about what everyone’s limits were. We quickly explained that I wasn't going to play, I just wanted to watch. There is nothing as erotic, sensual, nor wickedly beautiful as two lovely ladies enjoying each other without interruption. So, to put everyone at ease and let the girls enjoy themselves without distractions or anxiety of what was to come, I offered to sit this one out. Immediately, the cowboy said that he was perfectly fine letting the girls do just that and he agreed that he and I would sit there and woefully try to contain ourselves.

My wife was so excited, I don’t think we had finished talking about what was going to happen before she was the first to get naked, absolutely bare assed naked. She was like a quivering nerve ending. This was a real treat for her, to be able to share herself and this beautiful princess.

I’ve explained to you the beauty of our guests, but let me detail my wife, in my own way. She’s also petite, towering over the princess by a whopping two inches. Of Indian ancestry, she too has a very dark complexion, yet she is always some variation of blonde as her hair color of choice. It suits her. She has the most amazing blue eyes and a smile that will make anyone take notice. She has a very full B cup with equal size areolas and very responsive nipples, but when she gets excited, the areolas shrink up to about the size of a quarter and her nipples the size of a fountain pen. She is exquisite and I thank my lucky stars every day for her. Her most noticeable feature has always been her magnificent derriere. She has always complained that her ex said she had a fat ass. It took years of coercing and dabbling in the lifestyle before she was finally convinced that she has a posterior that other ladies covet.

My wife hopped up on the bed and began kissing and rubbing on the Princess and in no time, her clothes too, began coming off. First the referee’s dress, then the tights, and finally the panties until there, in our room, were the two most amazingly beautiful ladies that I had ever seen and they were not only naked, but they were fondling each other, with a wild abandon. Neither of them, I feel, sensed that they were in any danger, nor embarrassed or ashamed to experience the hedonistic pleasure that was right in front of them. They expressed such a euphoria that I had never seen before, nor since.

Somewhere during all of this, my wife explained to our guests that she had a special talent. She told them that she was a squirter, and hoped that they didn’t mind. We had different sheets on the bed to protect the hotel mattress from damage, and I believe that was the single thing that began the conversation.

Her talent met with a lot of questions. The Princess was uncertain about what was going to happen, so we all agreed to let me help my wife to her first orgasms and show them what they had walked in to. Being the gentleman that I am, I humbly agreed to be the first to partake in such a wonderful opportunity.

As soon as my wife was ready, which was in nearly two whole seconds, I began my husbandly duty to bring her to her first climax of the evening. After all the dancing and flirting of the night, it didn’t take long to release the orgasm that had been building all night. The gratification that she offered was boundless as she was extremely appreciative of my ability. It wasn’t long before she was washing my face and neck with a volume of nectar that would impress the most seasoned fire fighter. While surprised, our guests were also equally intrigued and excited about this rare gem that laid before them. The mood was incredible.

This was the first time that she squirted anywhere except in the privacy of our own bedroom. Just like I expressed how freakish she thought she was with a big butt, she thought even more so, was her ability to cum like this. It was a milestone that we will look back on for the rest of our lives!

Not to be outdone, the Princess was quick to point out that she too had special talents and didn’t want to be outdone. Without missing an opportunity to be admired, she began kneading her own breasts and shockingly, she began to produce milk from her nipples! I couldn’t believe my eyes!! She squeezed one breast and then the other as she showed us how her perfect nipples would share that life giving fluid so easily. A quick nuzzle and it was obvious to my wife and I that this was clearly going to be a night to remember.

The princess and the cowboy were both excited to see my wife's magical power! After the Princess had watched me, she began her own experimentation. Kissing, nibbling, caressing each other. From nuzzling nipples to fingering willing pleasure points, it was a sight to behold. It continued almost non stop for well over an hour. There wasn’t a position that they didn’t try, nor a dry spot on the bed. They had clearly enjoyed themselves!

After the intense excitement died down, the conversation took an unexpected turn. The topic was the possibility of trying to get the princess to squirt. She had always wanted to, but just didn't know how. My wife quickly suggested that because I helped her understand the process, the sensations and the result, that I should be the one to help the Princess as well.

Wow!! We shifted gears from the two of us guys sitting back idly watching these two smoking hot ladies to the princess and my wife pleading for me to see if I could get the princess to enjoy the same full body orgasm that squirting allows. You did read that this was the couple of our dreams right? I don’t even remember buying a lottery ticket, but damn our ticket just hit!!

Of course, I obliged. I am a gentleman, I am always willing to help a lady out in need. Especially if asked while she and her friend are completely nude!

In an instant, the princess was on her back, missing one of the many wet spots left by my wife. The image was amazing, my wife had taken a place kneeling down just behind the Princess, facing me, and was kneading her breasts and sucking on her nipples; the cowboy was kneeling off the other side of the bed, holding the Princess down by her wrists like he was trying to subdue a criminal. And there she was, one of the most beautiful ladies I had ever seen, eagerly waiting for me to make her cum.

As I moved in, I caught a glance from my wife. In a split second, without a word uttered, I was questioning her feelings on whether or not she was okay with this and catching her giving me silent unilateral permission to really take care of her new best friend.

Without missing a beat, while massaging her legs as I went from her feet to the fullness of her thighs, I was watching the show in front of me. Here’s the husband, watching my every move, restraining his wife so she wouldn’t leave, anticipating the pleasure that she was soon to feel.

Then there’s my wife, continue to pleasure the Princess, kissing her, exploring her mouth to the point that I could watch their tongues wrestling every now and then, and kneading her ample breasts and sucking intermittently on her inviting nipples.

How did we get so lucky?

It was time for me to unveil my talents. I began by taking my hand and hovering around her pubic mound. She was perfectly shaved and smooth as glass. The first thing that I noticed was the heat radiating from her excitement.

I stroked the shape of her and her thighs as I was deciding how to proceed. It was time for another check in with the misses. She was still engaged in enjoying the Princess for herself, but was very aware of all that was going on around her. Again, with a quick glance in my direction I knew it was going to be just fine. The continued approval was feeding my ego as I was so enjoying this for myself in the moment.

As I glanced across her swollen clitoris with my finger while massaging her to build up the intensity of the excitement, she immediately gasped out in excitement. With approval from my wife, who was still pleasuring her in her own way, and the immediate satisfaction from a slight stroke of my finger, I slowly began paying all the attention to her. My fingers searched every fold, every crevice, like they were looking for the lost secret to Atlantis. The tempo increased as the moans and breathing of our guest increased. It was truly a sight to behold.

The Princess was absolutely drenched from the excitement. I remember pausing to take inventory of all that was going on around me, my god, was this really happening? My wife and I hadn't talked about me doing anything other than watching, and here I was sitting there playing with another man's wife, with my wife encouraging me to show off my special talents to lead his wife to an orgasm that had never seen an equal. There is no explanation for the euphoria that I was encompassed in.

I continued to increase the pressure and the pace of my external massage to ensure that she was in the right frame of mind and her body was succulently ready for what was about to happen.

Now it may come as no surprise that women really understand their own bodies. Almost without any communication, my wife reached down and without missing a beat replaced my hand with her own to continue stimulating the engorged clitoris of the Princess. My wife knew that if the Princess were to ejaculate, that I would have to turn my focus to the inside. Talk about the pinnacle of teamwork! We should have earned an MVP for our tandem performance that night!

Without losing the opportunity, I began my exploration of this divine beauty. My fingers slipped easily into her, first one, then two as if subconsciously her willing body was in some way begging for that magical release. I massaged, I rubbed, exploring and stimulating as I had quickly located her g-spot, helping her to build to that extreme release.

While I was massaging, she continued to glisten and moaned, sweet guttural sounds. There was no denying the pleasure she was receiving from all hands. There were two restraining her own wrists by her husband, one hand on her right breast and one on her clitoris by my wife and then I had one concentrating on her g-spot and one on her thighs, legs and soft flesh that I could get to with my left hand. It had to have been pure euphoria. My god she was dripping wet. My wife was licking and sucking on the outside and I was massaging her g-spot on the inside.

It was really enjoyable to help the princess with the sensation and pleasure that we were all giving at such an incredible pace. We continued until she squirmed in satisfaction. Her orgasm, while not as intense as that of my wife’s earlier that evening, was nonetheless satisfying to her.

With all that was going on, and the underlying reality that it was the first time we had all played together, we concluded that she was simply too anxious to let nature take over her autonomous release and ultimate satisfaction.

Immediately upon concluding that this simply was not to be, my wife, her husband and I tried to convince her that it really wasn't her fault that she was unable to ejaculate the way she so desperately wanted to try.

We told her that we had a video for her to watch to help her understand what she may be feeling. We even told her that my wife didn't cum like that the first time. But it was the education from watching the video and convincing herself that the sensations she was feeling weren’t that she had to pee, but that the reaction was real. Eventually, given enough confidence in understanding her own body, we believe that she too will realize this blissful release.

Pleading to try again, we were unsuccessful with the second attempt which was met with a quick change in direction where the ladies quickly kicked us off the bed and went at it again like wild cougars. After the explosive start by my wife and the tender attention to the Princess given by all, the sexual energy was as high as the tallest building in New York.

The show for the two of us gents was absolutely mind blowing. They were licking each other. They would move effortlessly from nipple to lips to clitoris to the soft skin of each other’s taught belly, bringing each other to dripping wet orgasm after gushing shuddering orgasm. My wife squirted so much this night that rather than try to save the waterproof sheets that we had brought with us, we decided that they were too soaked to try and bring home to clean up for the next time. That hadn’t happened before that night and hasn’t happened since!

We keep hoping that we’ll run into them again, but our social circles don’t cross paths very often. We did dig the video out of the toy bag and promised that if they watched it, they may improve their chances. We gave it to them with the understanding that rather than try and return it to us, they should find another couple to loan it to with the same promise of passing it forward. They agreed expressly.

Understandably, we can't wait to see them again. We truly feel that while exciting, the first adventure with a couple is great, but the subsequent encounters are more and more mind blowing. Hopefully we’ll get to evaluate this theory with them as well. Perhaps we should pack scuba gear in the toy bag just in case?

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