Exchange & Experiment

I am Ajit, aged 26 yrs of age married to Anjali, who has been my neighbour turned life partner. I have been an excellent athlete from my college and college days and am working for a business firm who promote sports accessories as a Senior Manager. Being tall and fair in complexion, I was always the centre of the college girls. However, I was attracted to Anjali, who lived next door, and known to me and my family since childhood.

Anjali had completed her fine arts and was an artist of good standing. Aged 24 years, she had her own life-style and like any other artist was at times immersed in her drawings & paintings. Many of her paintings were in demand by business houses and art lovers. Due to space constraints and requirement of peace, we had shifted to a big house, with many rooms & porch, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Though away from the city, it was just about 20 minutes drive from my house.

We were married for the last two years, and shared a satisfying sex life. The nights were spent in exploring and trying out many of the Kamasutra juxtapositions, and mainly depended on the outcome of Anjali's artistic moods. We had decided not to go in for a child for the next 3-4 years and took precautions of a condom or the pill, depending on the safe & other days.

My Loving Brother-in-Law

 I am a 42 year old married woman with 4 children. We belong to a small community among the Gujarathi's but have settled in a major city outside of Gujarat for more than two decades now. It is not common for me to write such a story but I feel that it is a moment when I should let my story known; perhaps it may help others learn from it.

I married my husband about 20 years ago; it was an arranged marriage. Those days, we lived near Delhi. My husband was into the garment business and had just started his own business after learning from his cousins the ins and outs of business. My in-laws didn't live with us those days and hence we enjoyed our freedom in those days. In the 3rd month of our marriage, he had arranged for a hiking trip for us along with his cousin brother and his wife.

They were a middle-aged couple but very close to him, so we had been meeting them on a daily basis. Their two children had grown up and were in colleges studying and living by themselves. I used to call his cousin brother Jhetji; he was in his mid forties and carried a lot of weight on his belly. He was a large man at 6' 2" but a little overweight then. His wife was almost his age, but significantly overweight and had lost all her charm by then. He on the other hand was quite charming even at that age. His smile always impressed me.

An Indian couple exploring the Swinger lifestyle

Aarti was 42 years old, her husband Nagesh was 44. Their twin daughters had just started their courses in a foreign university, an event that had suddenly seemed to make their house feel empty. Both had good jobs. The mortgage on their house was just about paid off. Both were fit and healthy. Not only did they share house, home and children, but also the same values and attitudes about everything from money to sex.

They were compatible and very comfortable with each other. They were faithful to each other. Both had opportunities, neither ever took them. Where they sometimes attracted to other people? Absolutely. They accepted sexual attraction to others, and others' attraction to them, as part of human nature and as a fact of life. In short, they wondered but never wandered.

Married for more than 20 years, both had reached a stage where they felt that something was missing, an inexplicable emptiness that did not jibe with their love for each other. They couldn't put a finger on why or when this sense of emptiness started. They just knew it was there. It had crept up on them.

In the beginning of their life together, the sex was hot. They were more experimental in their youth, discovering the joys of various positions and techniques. But over the years, their sex life fell into a routine, especially after the twins were born.

The Ranch

Chapter - Day One

My wife Barb and I stay at our friends Ranch for the long weekend, along with our swinging couple friends we met an adults only resort.

Barb and I flew from Sydney to Brisbane on a standard domestic flight. From there, we transferred to a small, six-seater private plane. After a two-hour flight, we landed on the ranch's landing strip. The heat of the day hit us as soon as we stepped out of the small plane. A black car was waiting for us, the driver collected our bags and placed them in the back of the vehicle.

It was another 1fifteen-minute car ride before we pulled up outside the Two Dogs ranch. White post-and-rail fences kept the horses inside each of the paddocks. In the larger fields in the distance, a herd of cows is contentedly eating the green grass. Several well-maintained barns were scattered in the immediate area, along with a large stable.

The main house was a large single-story building with a bull-nose veranda wrapped around the sandstone house.

A Win-win Situation

"I can't tell you how happy I'm today," I said, wiping the white drops off my lips. "I had this lifelong fantasy of drinking breast milk. Thank you for offering me the most precious drink on the earth!"

"No need to be formal, dear," said Vaishali, pulling me back to her milk tanks. "I wish I could fulfil my fantasy of feeding my milk to my baby's father as well."

I couldn't respond with my mouth full of her soft flesh and fresh milk. What would I have said anyway? Vaishali's husband, Veer, was not at all interested in a nursing mother, even if she was his own wife and had given birth to his own child.

Everybody has a different choice. Why should we judge someone based on their choices? Someone would find my fantasies to be the weirdest...

Drinking fresh breast milk and eating a new Mom's pussy!

Indian Wife Gets Pregnant

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Camping

When my two best friends and I decided to make an annual tradition of taking a week-long camping in Oconee National Forest together with our wives, we had no idea how much fun it would end up being. We were as different as three white guys from the suburbs can be, but having been friends since kindergarten, we were as close as brothers. Nick was tall, blond and athletic; his wife Nina was a busty Italian girl, with a heart-shaped ass and pouty lips that were equally likely to sweet-talk you or spit curses. Adrian was a punk rocker, with spiky hair and tattoos all up and down both arms; his wife Asha was Indian, tall and leggy, with skin the color of dark chocolate, waist-length black hair, and breasts the size of two ripe peaches. My name is John (for the sake of privacy, all names are made up (we didn't all marry girls with the same first initial), and my wife Jiao is half Chinese, half Korean, petite, with choppy black bangs and the wettest pussy I've ever come across. Seriously, when I eat her pussy, the mattress is usually soaked through.

How did we end up married to such hot girls? All three of us thanked our lucky stars on a daily basis. And the thought of fucking our wives under the stars, maybe even talking them into some skinnydipping, had all three of us hot for weeks thinking about it.

Tangled Passions

Chapter 1 : Our journey into a swinging life begins

I was in bed reading my book and Jenna, my wife of twelve years, was lying next to me. I assumed she was asleep, but then she rolled over and looked at me.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what?”

“You know I love you, right?”

“I love you too, babe,” I replied, wondering what was coming.

“I’ve been thinking about spicing things up, you know, our sex life.”

“Really? What do you mean?” I asked, putting down my book and wondering what she meant. We’d always had a good sex life. Like most couples, we did it more when we first got together. The frequency had dropped; since we had the boys, busy lives, and not having much alone time put paid to most of our sex sessions, but we still did it two or three times a month.

“I was talking with Beth at work the other week, and she mentioned they had decided to spice their sex life up. They now involve other couples.”

“Swingers?”

The Unexpected Swap

I am Amol – Height of 5’7”. A little bulk body with muscles. I have 6 inches long dick, and it is quite broad. My skin tone is dark.

My girlfriend, Shruti – She is fair but has a little brown shade. Her bra size is 32C. She is slim and has a height of 5’6”. Her ass is between round and flat.

My friend – Daman. He is tall. 6’1”. He is dark-toned and slightly fair. He has muscles but is slim. His dick is 6 inches long and is quite slim.

My friend’s girlfriend, Priyanka: She is a fair woman. Her bra size is 34B. Her figure is quite busty, and she has a height of 5’5”. Her ass is quite round.

The names are changed, but the figures aren’t.

Me and Daman were childhood friends. We always used to spend time together. We were in the same school. He was quite slim and handsome during those times, but I wasn’t. He used to pull any girl he wanted.

When we were in junior college, I saw him kissing a girl. Priyanka was in the same class but was in another division.

My Best Friend's Wife

This is the first of four stories describing some adventures my wife, Sue, and I had with our neighbors, Paul and Linda.

I'll begin by describing my wife, Sue, and myself. Sue is about 5'4" and 120 lbs., with straight shoulder length light red hair, a great set of almost C-cup tits, with nipples that stand out about a half-inch from her tits, and a well-shaped ass and legs. The most distinctive thing about her is her neatly trimmed light red-haired bush. My name is Jack, and I am 5'10", around 200 lbs., with sandy blonde hair. I keep myself in pretty good shape, occasionally working out, and many women compliment me on my body. I have an average size cock, six inches long, but it is very thick (about four to five inches around).

It all started on a Saturday afternoon when Linda, my best friend Paul's wife, called and asked if Sue and I wanted to come over there to eat Chinese food and watch a movie she had rented. It would just be the three of us as her husband Paul was on a business trip and wouldn't return home for a week. We didn't have any plans, so we quickly agreed.

Before I go any further, I'll give you some background about Paul and Linda. They moved into our town about six years ago. We met at a church social and quickly became the best of friends. Paul is thirty-five, about 6' tall and weighs about 230 lbs. We are best buddies – we both like to play golf and party. We share a lot, including how sexy our wives are and our sexual adventures from the past. He is one of the few people who knows about my swinging lifestyle with Sue and Beth. From several prior incidents, I know that he would love to fuck Sue, and from Sue's mouth, she feels the same way. I'll describe the prior incident later on in this story. His wife, Linda, is gorgeous and sexy with curly shoulder-length light brown hair. She's thirty-nine, about 5'5" tall and 130lbs., with really firm small B- cup tits (she doesn't wear a bra too often and doesn't need to), a great ass and legs, beautiful blue eyes, and a mouth shaped perfectly for giving head.

Tanya's Impregnation

 Our life in Bangkok was moving very well. I had told my husband about the romping sex session I had on a business trip which also involved my boss David. Fortunately he was at the time too drunk to realize that I was the girl he'd fucked that night. Our working relationship was great and I didn't want any issues at work but it was fun remembering what he was like with his clothes off and his prick rampant inside me.

Anyway, life was great and sex with my husband was great and our kids were doing well.

We both enjoyed our new found sexual freedom, away from our native country Pakistan. To do some of the things we've done since moving here, could actually cause our demise. But our sexcapades actually have made our bond stronger.

Among our many new friends we were closest to Olivia and Simon who were from Manchester. It was interesting to note the differences in our past experiences. But even with those differences we had become fast friends and saw each other a lot.

One day I took Olivia for lunch, she seemed upset and rarely talked these days. After much insistence she told me that she was having regular fights with her husband Simon.

How we became swingers

 Sandra had just graduated from an elite beauty academy in Los Angeles and was now back home in the San Francisco bay area doing photo shoots all week which led up to a hair show on Friday. Throughout the week Sandra had made friends with a woman by the name of Mayumi. According to Sandra, Mayumi was a beautiful Japanese woman that was showing her the in's and out's of working photoshoots. Mayumi was married to a rich business man named Troy and together they lived in the UK for over 7 years. Mayumi was in the states for only 1 week to work on the photo shoots and hair show and would leave the following Monday. Late Friday morning Troy had flown in from the UK to see the hair show and spend the weekend with Mayumi. Sandra was excited for me to meet Mayumi at the hair show. I was happy that she had made friends with someone while working on these shoots since this was her first actual big project outside of the beauty academy.

After the hair show everyone went to the sir Francis drake hotel in SF for a large party. There were a lot of people there. Sandra's hair was platinum blonde at the time and she wore a tight white blouse with a black short skirt. I finally was able to meet Mayumi for the first time. I had seen her from picking up Sandra, but only from afar, nothing face to face. She truly took my breath away the first time that I stood before her and heard her soft and lovely voice. She did not shake my hand, but hugged me.

"Ahh... hello love, you are the amazing husband that Sandra has been telling me about." She said.

Wife Swap Sex On A Trip To Jaipur

 This is a wife swap sex story of two childhood friends Ravi and Saurabh, and their wives Shruti and Ruchi, respectively. Ravi and Shruti live in Lucknow, whereas Saurabh and Ruchi live in Delhi. Ravi and Shruti have one child of two years, whereas Saurabh and Ruchi have none.

The story began when Ravi and Saurabh planned to visit Jaipur with their family. Ravi reached Delhi airport along with his family, where Saurabh was there with Ruchi to pick them. Let me describe the stats of Shruti and Ruchi.

Shruti was fair in color with a height of 5ft 4 inches. She is a little bulky with a 38-32-36 figure. One could not take their eye away from her boobs and buttocks. Both were big but firm. Ruchi is a little dusky with a height of 5ft 5inch. Her stats are 34-32-34. She was tall and lean but looked sexy.

When Ravi reached Delhi, Saurabh hugged both Ravi and Shruti. Shruti was a bit uncomfortable. But she smiled and said hello to Saurabh. Saurabh then introduced his wife to Ravi and Shruti.

Unusual Swapping Relationship Leads To Pregnancy

My name is Ethan, and my wife, Harper, and I met in our junior year at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln.  We dated until graduation and then got married when we moved to Omaha to start our careers.  I majored in finance and advanced quickly in a multinational conglomerate, and Harper had a good career with a biotech company, until three years later when we started a family with our daughter, Megan. 

We started out in an apartment in Omaha, but by three years after our daughter was born, we had saved enough to purchase a home in a middle-class suburb.  It was a new subdivision, and the four other homeowners in our cul-de-sac were close to our age of twenty-eight, and all except one couple had young kids at that time.  We’ve been living in our home for two years now, and this story starts about the time we moved in. 

Harper and I are sociable and enjoyed participating in neighborhood barbeques and other activities, including evenings out, where we often shared babysitters while some or all of us couples went out for dinner, dancing, and drinking.  The mothers who were breastfeeding pumped and stored breastmilk so they could drink alcohol with the rest of us. 

All the wives are pretty, but the husbands were especially attracted to Harper and our next-door neighbor’s wife, Claire.  Harper is five feet and four inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, and with her strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, she looks a lot like the actress, Amy Adams, except with somewhat larger 32C breasts.

Sperm Donation For Mumtaz

 I came home late on Friday after watching a movie with friends. I was worried that Padma Aunty might scold me as it was Friday night and already 9 pm and our mating night. When I entered the living room, I saw Padma Aunty, Raman Uncle and a couple I had never seen before.

“Why are you late, Rajesh?” Padma Aunty hissed at me,” Go freshen up and come. Dinner is ready.”

I saw two whiskey bottles on the centre table and four glasses. Looks like all four were already high. I quietly went to my room as I didn’t want to antagonize my drunken Aunt. I bathed, wore a shirt and track pants and entered the dining room.

I sat on the chair and looked at Padma Aunty, who looked at her friend and said,” Mumtaz, will you please serve dinner for Rajesh,” Turning towards me, Padma Aunty said,” By the way, Rajesh, this is my friend Mumtaz. That’s her husband, Farhan. They will be staying over tonight with us.”

My Loving Wife Malti

 Chapter 1 - Introductions

Malti (means a fragrant flower), and I are a married couple living in Mumbai. We have three children and have been married for six years. Malti, at 28, is a stunningly beautiful woman and my only love in life. Ours is a love marriage, and like many other rebellious couples, we eloped and married in order to avoid her parents' disapproval. She is a Marathi Konkanastha Brahmin, while I am an ordinary Marathi man. She is very fair, with pale skin complexion, big beautiful eyes, and full pink lips. Her body is delicate - standing at just 5' 3" with a slender and proportionate figure. I am on the darker side, not completely dark, but treated as such. I am 5' 4" and with a medium build. My name is Sanjay.

Side note: Konkanastha Brahmins are Brahmins from the coastal region of Konkan in Maharashtra. They are known to be the fairest Brahmins in the Maharashtra state of India. Due to their fair, pale complexion, light brown eyes they can even pass off as Caucasians. Unlike Caucasians, however, they don't have blonde hair. There are several theories about their origins but that is not of interest in this story.

Preet Kaur - The Town Whore

Chapter 1 - Introductions

We are a young couple from Punjab, India, who now live in the United States. My name is Manni, and my wife's name is Preet. She is four years younger than me, at the age of 28. We've been married for nearly four years and are expecting our second child. During my high school years, I moved to the United States and completed a substantial part of my education here. Unlike the majority of Punjabis in the United States, I am well educated and employed in government service. However, I did have an entrepreneur streak and was running a small business on the side. My parents died, in an accident, when I was in high school, forcing me to relocate to the United States.

Ours is a typical arranged marriage, with me marrying her shortly after meeting her in India. We had our first child within the first year. I was sexually experienced, and it appeared that my wife was as well, though I wasn't certain at the time. I was mostly an American and had several girlfriends over the years because I had studied in the US from a young age. Some relationships lasted a few years, but the majority were brief. Before our marriage, I had heard a few rumours about Preet from my cousin in India, but I didn't fully believe him at the time. Besides, I was open-minded, and she was so lovely that I couldn't say no.

Back In The Swing

 Sorrell and Mia, best friends since school, were sunning themselves besides Sorrell and Dan's pool which was screened and nestled in a sun-dappled arbour, a part of the well manicured grounds of their comfortable home.

‘Baby is well, how are you getting on Sorrell, its been a pretty traumatic couple of months since she was born, although you've got your figure back quickly and no stretch marks," Mia asked

"Everything has settled down, Kara is fine, I'm well now at my milks is flowing properly now, so the poor little darling isn't starving," replied Sorrell.

The two young women lay in the part shade, each wearing a tan through bikinis that were tiny and insubstantial, only really suitable for private grounds or private viewing. Both women were pretty if not attractive and maintained their slim and curvaceous bodies, although there were the beginnings of a mound below Mia's rib cage.

THE TWO COUPLES

EPILOGUE

When Rita finished telling the events of the weekend, her face was flushed. They were sitting on the couch and she was sipping some wine while he had a glass of Scotch on the table, untouched. His cock was throbbing in his shorts.

He leaned sideways and kissed her. "Shhh.... my darling. I am glad you enjoyed it. I did too. I was pounding Nasreen and was in planet of lust."

"This won't affect our relationship, will it."

"Tell me, after fucking Rana does it feel you love me less?"

"On the contrary darling. I love you even more."

"There, you got the answer."

"I am glad Raj. Now please fuck me."

"With utmost pleasure darling. I was wondering when you would ask."

"Since when has Raj started to wait for an invitation?"

Unexpected Swap Leads To Lifetime Sharing

My wife and I had been married for two years at the time this took place. She was twenty-three and I was twenty-six. Her DD-cup breasts had always drawn attention and I always got turned on when she wore clothes that showed them off.

I remember one time before we were married, Julie was seventeen and I was twenty. We were at a wedding and Julie was wearing a silk dress with no bra and the dress showed quite a lot of the tops of her breasts and her cleavage. Every time I danced with her I had a hard cock that she pressed against. In the end, she suggested that we leave before the end of the evening as we were both so turned on. 

As soon as we got in the car, in the car park, we were kissing and I was playing with her breasts. I love playing with them, having been allowed to do it since the day after we first met. After a while, we knew we needed to go somewhere we could have sex. We talked about whether to go and park somewhere deserted, as we sometimes did, or whether to go back to her mum's house and wait for her mum to go upstairs for her bath, as we usually did when I was at her house. 

We decided to prolong the anticipation, and also be more comfortable, so I started driving to her home. For the first time ever, Julie had her breasts out as we drove along and she also got my cock out and stroked it as I drove.