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 ); and a few good veris to out the timewasters.
You might be amazed (or possibly not, depending how long you've been on Fabs) by how much a few simple criteria can whittle down a very long list to something much shorter, like one or two. Mrs H showed me the potential new 'friends', both seemed nice, and we pondered the next stage.
"Shall I message them?"
"Hmmmmm ... difficult one that ... it might seem a bit forward, or it might even backfire, they might think we're the timewasters, after all, we only have a couple of veris, both from couples we just went for a drink with ...it might seem too good to be true"
"OK, how about winking them?"
"That sounds like a plan ... but maybe one at a time, see what comes back?"
Mrs H duly winked her No 1 prospect. No 1 because he was online at the time, and so every chance of soliciting an immediate response:
"Hi, thanks for the wink ... you two look nice, how's it going?"
Or something along those lines ... I left Mrs H, and her new 'friend' to exchange messages, feeling that sense of semi-arousal that you get as you embark on a new swinging adventure. After half an hour or so:
"Well, how's it going, what do you think about him, what's his name?"
"He's called A, he seems really nice, laid-back, he understands what we're after ..."
"And ???"
He face flushing slightly: "I think I'd like to meet him ... just for a drink, see how it goes"
Wow!!! Bingo! This is going better than I expected.
"That's great, babe ... now that things are starting to get real, let's check out his profile"
So we spent the next half hour reading his profile, looking through his pics, reading his veris, and of course checking out the people he'd been verified by and what he'd written about them, reading the messages that had been exchanged over Fabs, all due diligence of a thoroughly enjoyable kind  !
"Well babe, I think we've struck it lucky at the first attempt, why don't you ask to meet him?"
"Mmmmmmm ... will you come too?"
Now, I'd thought about this, and had decided that providing they were meeting in a safe, public place, and that Mrs H would text me shortly after arrival to let me know that all was well, I would rather she went alone. I had a few reasons: I didn't want to cramp her style, inhibit the conversation; for me, meeting a single guy doesn't have quite the same attraction as meeting another couple, where I can try to flirt with the other woman, imagine what it would be like to take things further; but most of all, I enjoy that sensation of Mrs H getting all dressed up and going out on her own, to meet a single guy, and the feelings of arousal that generates through not knowing what is happening but imagining: how will they get on? how will he greet her? will she fancy him, and vice-versa? will he try for a kiss (or more) at the end of the evening? will she return flushed and excited at the thought of taking things further, or despondent at a wasted evening?
I explained all of this, luckily Mrs H understands my needs, wasn't worried about her own safety and simply said:
"OK babe, no worries, I'll let him know ... he's really laid-back, he won't mind either way"
"Cool ... so, when were you thinking of meeting?"
"Didn't you see that last message? He's free this evening ... and there's no time like the present ..."
GULP!!! In the space of a few hours we've gone from a fantasy to Mrs H meeting a single guy from Fabs on her own, and it could be happening tonight!
"Fuck it, go on then, tell him you're up for it ... explain that I won't be coming, and make the arrangements"
A few messages exchanged, and the deal was done: 8 pm at a local hotel with a public bar, 10 minute drive from here.
"OMG ... what shall I wear?"
"You decide babe ... surprise me!"
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Maybe as well as Jackie-ing it, you can Jackanory some - video Mrs H telling us what she did with your cocks - or what she'd like to do with ours?
Just a thought  great story. | |||
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Bring on the next installment | |||
And with my cock now rock hard and throbbing in my jeans, I left her to her final preparations.
It wasn't long before she joined me downstairs, with 10 minutes to go until A was due to arrive.
"How do you want to play things?"
"Well, you haven't met him, so perhaps you can answer the door, introduce yourself, let him in ... and I'll appear, and offer him a drink?"
"OK ... then let's have a bit of a chat in the kitchen, and if all well I'll suggest that we could head upstairs for a bit of photography ... how does that sound?"
"Mmmmmmm ... babe, this is making me feel REALLY horny now ..."
Ding dong
"Fucking hell ... he's here! It's bang on 3"
"He did say that he's one of those people who can't stand lateness, and he's no excuse, he's only a 10 minute drive away"
"OK, well here we go"
I gave Mrs H a little squeeze, told her she looked fantastic, and made my way to the door ...
TBC | |||
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"I'm enjoying following this one, I can picture it unfolding." And the accompanying pictures make it a great read | |||
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"This is definitely very well written and the pictures make it so much better x" Thanks for the feedback, glad you're enjoying, the pictures are a lot of work but comments like this make the effort feel wothwhile  | |||
.... "Jackie" was never this exciting for sure | |||
"Loving this tale AND the sexy pics - so horny .... "Jackie" was never this exciting for sure "Thanks for your feedback, glad you're finding it horny, and get the Jackie reference. I'll write some more tomorrow, and the photos will be decidedly unJackie-like | |||
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"Admins this at least deserves a free silver membership as a reward "Bless | |||
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1st class story | |||
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!, It may take a bit of convincing Mrs H, and a crash course in basic video editing ... but it would be soooo worthwhile, a picture-video story, maybe a Fabs first? | |||
Wonder where it's going to go next | |||
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Please keep it coming pun intended | |||
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), and sucking and wanking another guy's cock to completion whilst being fucked, and then photographed, meant she needed more. Laying down on a quilt on the floor that she had strategically placed earlier, Mrs H spread her legs wide open. What an amazing sight! The sun was streaming through the blinds, lighting up her body, so that her pussy, oozing with my spunk and her juices was glistening. The lips were pink and swollen, and she started to tease them, sometimes spreading them apart, sometimes inserting her fingers, knowing that she had our full attention. After a short while, she reached for her box of toys, taking out her sit-on dildo, a vibrator and a small clit-buzzer. A and I looked at each other, knowing that we were in for a treat.
She started with the buzzer, rubbing it over her lips and clit. Then, with her arousal growing, it was time for the sit-on dildo. Looking us both in the eye, she licked and sucked on it, before rubbing it between her lips, then inserting it inch by inch until it was fully inside her. Not content with that, she switched on her vibrator, and used that on her clit, occasionally inserting the first inch or so alongside the dildo, giving rise to thoughts of what it would be like to share her pussy, at the same time, with A ... It wasn't long before she was moaning and writhing with pleasure, dildo pistoning in and out:
"Anything we can do to help?" This said as she seemed to be on a plateau of arousal, wanting to tip her over the edge.
"You can come and suck my tits"
A was there in a flash, and I was treated to the sight of him running his tongue over her breasts before sucking on her nipples, which were still coated in his cum from earlier. I was capturing all of this on video, when the implied command came:
"I have got two, you know!"
This would be a first for me ... not sharing Mrs H's tits with another guy, but doing so when covered in another guy's spunk ... Oh well, always good to try new things! It was actually quite horny, sliding my hands over her left breast, A concentrating on the other one, before licking and sucking. Mrs H was now in full flow, working her pussy with her two toys as we sucked and played with her tits. I had one more thing I wanted to try:
"Babe, can we both play with your pussy at the same time?"
I have a thing about this, just love having my fingers inside Mrs H's pussy, and feeling the other guy's fingers wriggling around in there too, giving her extra pleasure.
"Ohhh, ahhh, ahhhhh ... yes"
I looked at A, as we both ran our hands down her body, taking it in turns to rub her clit before opening her pussy up and pushing in a finger each. This pushed Mrs H over the edge, and with her hips rising and falling to take our fingers deeper, our mouths still clamped to a nipple each, she let out a final deep groan as her orgasm ripped through her.
And that was pretty much the end of our first meet with A. A few minutes of lying there, Mrs H in a state of post-orgasmic bliss, and then it was time for A to leave.
Of course, that wasn't the end for Mrs H and I, my cock was rock hard again, especially when, after A had gone, we looked through all the photos and the video footage.
Nor was it the end of meeting with A. Mrs H and I agreed that we had had a great time, and should definitely do it again, but maybe going beyond soft swinging ...
And, if there is any interest, once I have put up the rest of the photos to go with this meet, I will recount the events of our second and third meets, complete with captioned photos.
Finally, thank you to all who have commented in the thread, or sent private messages, or both. Your comments, and knowing that our efforts are appreciated are what makes it worthwhile.
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"Brilliant absolutely brilliant well written and very descriptive. I can imagine A was very happy "Thank you, and yes, he often tells us that he can't quite believe how lucky he is | |||
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"As we enter week 5 (is it?) of lockdown, it has been interesting to see how people on Fabs have amused themselves. There is the covid-19 forum if you fancy a good old 'debate', plenty of people offering virtual meets on cam, but our favourite is people contributing to this forum by digging out old stories from their past, and writing them up for our enjoyment. So I am going to join that particular bandwagon, but what to write about? There are some outstanding examples of works of erotic fiction by members who have the talent imho to be published. But fiction requires a good imagination and creativity, the ability to create plausible characters and so on ... So that leaves true stories. Mrs H and I are true to each other (in the swinging sense, that is) and so the options then are tales from our pasts before we met, or tales from our recent past, and the most interesting of those are Fabs tales. This feels doable, like writing elongated veris, and all that is required then is a memory that works (questionable) and English language skills (doubly questionable) but here goes ... So the particular story that I am going to share, all true, concerns an early meet, which turned into a series of meets. It also involves photography, and so I will add photos derived from these meets as we go along to our public gallery, duly referenced. Hopefully this will add a bit of realism to the story. The other thing to add is build-up ... I enjoy setting the scene, taking time to explain things, and it will take a while before there is any action ... Not everyone's cup of tea, but if you like this as a general style, let me know, it is always encouraging to hear positive feedback, I guess it's a major reason why people do write their stories after all ... Anyway ... the story starts about a year ago, at a time when we had the urge to meet with a single guy for some soft play. We were finding our swinging feet again after a couple of years away from the scene, and we knew from past experience that finding couples to swing with is often challenging, whereas we imagined that finding a single guy wouldn't be so hard. One of our ideas was to have Mrs H do a bit of flashing for me and the guy, have him take some photos with me videoing and him directing. This would get him turned on, and so Mrs H would 'take pity' and make sure there was a 'happy ending' for him, with her hands or mouth or both ... But first we had to find the guy ..." Your PhotoStories are great. Reminds me of PhotoNovels when growing up (The Champ) etc. | |||
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