Lynn Carroll Creampie Experience

Every photo you see is from my real swinging life. I'm anxious to share experiences, answer questions, and maybe offer some advice to people going down the road I've been down already. I'll bet you can give me tips and ideas for my own use.

I'm in my thirties and happily married, Dave and I have been married for over 14 years, and we're very much in love. I'm 5'3", 125 lbs, blonde with greenish eyes, and I measure 36-26-36. I have long, sensitive nipples, and I'm shaved except for a small wisp above my pussy lips.

The vast majority of my life is strictly conservative, mid- American apple pie stuff. However, that life is not the real me. The real me needs strange cock in my mouth. I'll need to have the stranger slide his cock deep in my pussy. If I'm relaxed enough he can slowly enter my ass. Before he leaves me, the stranger must let me taste him as he jerks off on my face and into my mouth. Oh yes, I love it when he cums inside my pussy.

My swinging needs are rooted early in my marriage. I had only been with two men before Dave, and I never considered enjoying other men after getting married. But Dave always enjoyed watching me tease other men when dancing or just talking . During one especially hot sex session, about three months after our wedding. Dave suggested that after I was done with him, I should go out and look for more. The suggestion brought very intense orgasms to us both. I guess I can "blame" my husband for sewing the seeds of swinging in my mind.

I was still insecure about hunting for strange cock. Dave eventually took the lead, inviting his best friend to help him satisfy me. Dave and Larry gave me the double fuck I had dreamed of. That night it became obvious that my husband is a voyeur at heart. He loved to see me get fucked by other men. It also became obvious that I am a performer at heart. I loved showing off as I sucked the cum out of Larry's cock.

My next swinging experience came on one of those nights when I went out with the girls. We had gone to the local male strip club, my favorite place. I was dressed to kill in a tight, low- cut dress, no bra and sexy black lace panties.

My body felt hot as I waited excitedly for the show, downing strong drinks. When the show started, I was very active as usual, undressing dancers, mopping foreheads, shoulders and chests, administering fluids, etc. Just watching the dancers sensually strip, glistening with sweat, their bodies grinding to the music, made my pussy pulse. My favorite was the green-eyed dancer performing as a policeman., and then as a construction worker. By the end I was so hot I was ready to jump on anything hard.

As I left the club, the green-eyed dancer walked my way. We said nothing, bu began kissing as if we had always been lovers. His tongue slipped in my mouth, tracing my teeth and teasing my tongue. His eyes sizzled, and my legs were like jelly. We quickly left the club and found a secluded nearby alley.

He laid me on the ground, kissing me and freeing my breasts from my dress. He rained kisses and licks on my lips, neck and breasts, and he stretched my nipples a good two inches. My hands stripped his clothes off and I felt his skin and did my own nibbling. His cock was beautiful, rock hard, and so delicious. I sucked it into my mouth and rolled my tongue all around the shaft. He moaned and slipped off my panties. My dancer slowly eased his eight inches in. It was pure torture, it was heaven. He just kept moving his cock back and forth at a slow tempo, melting me inside. Without missing a beat, he rolled me on top of him, and I proceeded to ride him hard, to my utter satisfaction.

As my dancer had yet to cum, I got on my hands and knees, and he slid his slippery cock back into my pussy. He increased his tempo, and the slap of his groin against my ass mingled with our moans. Within minutes, he shot his load in me as I came again. I love getting creampies.

We caught our breath and dressed, and my dancer kept my panties as a souvenir. As we got our bearings, we realized that our every movement was silhouetted in oncoming traffic lights!

I got home at about 4:00 A.M., and I knew that Dave would be suspicious. I couldn't decide whether to tell him exactly what had happened. There was still doubt in my mind. I showered and got into bed, my pussy still throbbing from the pounding it had enjoyed.

Dave rolled over and we began to kiss. The heat again rose in my body as I reflected on what I had done. We entwined tongues, and he slipped his hard cock into my sopping cunt. We fucked like animals, and he shot another load into me. I felt so hot, so full, so satisfied.

The next morning, Dave asked if I had enjoyed myself the night before. I was still unsure about blurting out that I had been fucked, but he told me he had already knew. Not only was I so wet when we fucked, but there were weeds from the alley in my hair (I guess the shower didn't get them), as well as an awful scrape from being fucked on the hard ground. I carry that scar on my back to this day.

As I told him about my dancer, his cock burst through his shorts, indicating his approval, and we fucked right on the kitchen floor.

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I got into swinging to live out my fantasies, and to satisfy my husband's at the same time. If you're ever in the Maryland/District of Columbia/Virginia area, I like to meet men, couples and females. I still have my fantasies to fulfill.