31/08/2024
This happened a few years ago. My boyfriend and I had an open relationship. I loved having sex, and he loved watching me have sex with other guys. Occasionally he would set up a play date with some other couples we met via a local swingers group.
One evening we had a few of our non swinger friends over for a small party to watch the nascar race. I’ll call them Larry, Curly, and Moe. At one point Larry got excited about a crash, waved his chip around and a glob of dip flung off, landing on my face. Curly commented about me having cream on my face. To my embarrassment, my boyfriend commented “it’s not the first time I’ve seen her with another guys cum on her face.”
The stooges wouldn’t let that comment die, and knowing I love this stuff, my boyfriend insisted I would answer every question they asked. This started a 15 minute question and answer session where the trio would ask me sexual questions, and if I tried to skirt the answer, my boyfriend would call me out. I told them everything that turns me on, told them how many guys I’ve had, told them about our open relationship.
Then Larry asked-“ can we see you naked?”
I looked to my boyfriend who said it was up to me.
I stood up and stripped all my clothes off and stood there for the stooges to inspect and get a good look.
Moe asked if they could touch me, and there was no way I could say no. I had three sets of hands groping me. Squeezing my ass, jiggling my breasts, tugging my labia. I was trying to stay strong, to not give any indications that I was incredibly aroused, but when Larry stuck his finger in my folds and commented about how wet I was, couldn’t help but moan.
A few minutes of being touched, I looked to my boyfriend for help. I’m sure those three would have groped me for hours if they weren’t distracted.
My boyfriend called me over and whispered in my ear- “wanna make their night really memorable?”
I nodded, but was still a little nervous. All our swinger friends get tested regularly, as do we, and we didn’t know the history of these three, so I said facials only. I didn’t wanna risk anything, nor was I ready for a full blown gangbang.
I sat on the couch and began to masturbate for them, telling them I wanted them to cum on me. Easier said than done.
While they were fine to see me naked, they seemed nervous about seeing each other. Decided it was best to take turns. I’d go to the bedroom and take care of myself, and one by one, each guy would come in, watch a private show, and deposit his seed on my face.
An hour later, I emerge with the last guy, cum all over my face. By boyfriend used some chips to scoop it off, and of course, I was fed the chips.
I sat there naked with them as we watched the end of the race, occasionally having one of them finger me, or think of an other question to ask.
When the race was over, it was late, and the guys went home, I took a shower and then my boyfriend had the most amazing sex with me imaginable.
We still hang out with them weekly and occasionally invite them over individually for sex, but nothing I’ve done since has come close to the high I felt, standing there naked and exposed, “forced” to admit to every one of my fantasies and sexual experiences.