My Adult Observation

Josh was always a swinger. All of his friends were swingers, as well. He generally only went on one date before leaving her. Most times it was easy, as she was a swinger herself. Other times, it wasn't, only because she wanted a boyfriend. He wasn't looking for love, just a shag, preferably a good one. That made him like being a typical guy. Of course, there weren't that many women that will shag on the first date. He was lucky, it would seem, that the majority of women he found were swingers.

There was just one woman that he found, but never saw again. He had bumped into her in a rather noisy pub. She smiled at him and walked away. She vanished after that. He went to that same pub every Friday, week after week, trying to find her. It was a swingers' pub, so it was always loud. It wasn't uncommon for some couples engaged in their sagging in inconspicuous corners. It was even less uncommon for them to be doing it directlyonthe dancefloor.

This night, he was sitting in what had become his usual spot, the edge of the bar with a glass of Scotch watching the entrance like a hawk. At times, while he watched for her, he recalledwhat she looked like: rather tall, dark hair, voluptuous bosom and back side, ruby red lips and he thought green eyes.

She was like a super model to him. Her dress that night had been clinging to her body, a slinky, strapless, black number that made him not only drool a little but also hard as a rock. He hoped and prayed every Friday night that she would be there and so he could take her. Whether to his flat or right there and then worked either way for him.

His glass was halfway to his lips when he saw her. She was, once again wearing the black number as when he first saw her. She walked up to him and ordered a martini. When it was served, she raised it to her lips and smiled flirtatiously. She introduced herself as Raven. Her eyes were indeed green, bright like an emerald. He felt himself get really hard again. Her hand went straight to his pants and she gently stroked it. She led him to the dancefloor and gyrated against him, her back turned. He placed his mouth by her ear and whispered,

'Are you a regular at Swingers?'

'Mostly. I've been away lately.'

'Doing?'

'Some stuff that you would most likely like. Come with me.'

She led him back to the bar and downed the rest of her martini, then did the same with his Scotch. She dragged him out the door and to her flat across town. They fooled around on the train there and on the lift up. They didn't even make it to her bed and just flopped on the couch.

In one swift motion, he removed her dress and discovered that she hadn't been wearing any knickers. It took a little longer for him to become unclothed and she immediately straddled him.

'Ugh, you're so bloody tight.'

'Are you sure you're not just huge?'

'It's both.'

She was riding him in an instant and because of her tightness, it didn't take him long to cum. They laid on there for a bit and went to her bed, where he tied her up and ravaged her. Maybe having a girlfriend, wouldn't be so bad, especially if the girlfriend was Raven.