Our First Swinging Afternoon Was Captured on Video

“Everything looks great,” I said, as I carried the last plate out to the garden table.

I sat down and, after a toast, we started eating. It was all healthy, high-quality food. You could tell those people lived well and took care of themselves. The women sat together at one end and we, the husbands, took the opposite corner of the table. The appetizers were gone in no time and we moved on to the meat. It was delicious. In the end we decided not to fire up the grill for the steaks: we were already full and dessert was still to come.

Renata had made a tiramisu and Lucía, my wife, had baked a sponge cake with chocolate chips. The two hosts and my wife went into the kitchen to make the coffee and came back a little while later. Lucía was blushing; Renata and Sofía were laughing under their breath.

“Oh, oh, oh. What happened in there?” Hugo asked.

“We were dealing with the desserts,” Renata replied to her husband. “And Lucía dropped this.”

Renata pulled a thong out of the pocket of her shorts and laid it on the tablecloth beside the cups.

“Come on, let me have it,” Hugo said, holding out his open hand.

Renata brought the garment over and placed it in his hand. Hugo picked it up and brought it to his nose.

“Mmm. The dessert seems delicious,” he said, looking my wife in the eyes.

“It is delicious,” Sofía assured him, licking her lips.

The blush on Lucía’s cheeks deepened, while a crooked smile appeared on her face.

“Will you let me taste it?” Hugo looked at her like a predator that had already locked onto its prey.

“Anytime you want,” she answered, challenging him with her eyes.

Hugo got up, went around the table, and held out his hand to Lucía to help her stand. He led her to one of the loungers, helped her lie down, and knelt between her legs.

“I’m going to taste the dessert,” he warned.

My wife spread her legs and let him do whatever he wanted.

***

For her part, Renata came over to me and sat on my lap, resting her ass right on top of my recent erection.

“Looks like you like what you see,” she whispered in my ear.

“I like your ass even more,” I replied softly, just for her.

She turned her head and kissed me. The first touch of her lips was like a bomb going off inside my skull. The sensuality of that woman was unlike anything I had ever felt. Her hands went up to my neck and she spoke into my ear again.

“This afternoon you’re going to be mine. And I’m going to own you like you’ve never felt before.”

That statement sounded like a threat, but in the best possible way.

Sofía stood up from her chair and went straight to where Hugo and Lucía were. Damián, meanwhile, went into the house. Three minutes later he came back out with a video camera in his hand and walked over to me.

“If you don’t mind, I like recording the encounters,” he explained. “I’m the cameraman at all the events we organize. Then I edit it and send it to you. It’s all private; it stays between us.”

“All right, no problem. We’ve never been recorded, but I think it’s fine.”

Damián didn’t need to hear it twice. He turned on the camera and headed over to the trio formed by Sofía, Hugo, and my wife.

***

Sofía had already undressed and pulled Hugo’s pants down. She was giving him a hungry blowjob. From where I was, I couldn’t see much, but by the rhythm of her head you could tell he had plenty to keep himself occupied.

Renata had slipped her hand inside the waistband of my tracksuit bottoms, and I had slid mine down one of her shorts legs. I was stroking her sex over the lace of her thong while she squeezed and worked my cock however she pleased.

“Let’s take our clothes off,” she said out loud so everyone could hear.

We stood up and walked over to the lounger next to Lucía’s. My wife had already come, and Hugo had added two fingers to the work of his tongue. She was writhing with pleasure while he labored enthusiastically. Damián kept filming every variation of the scene, moving from side to side.

Renata laid me out on the lounger and started giving me a blowjob. Her lips were incredibly soft. They had a little filler, but nothing over the top: they were perfectly shaped. That, together with the amount of saliva she spread over my cock, gave me the impression that instead of a mouth it was something else entirely. No mouth had ever made me feel like that.

“Do you like it?” she asked, lifting her head to look me in the eyes.

“Amazing. I love it,” I tried to say quietly, so Lucía wouldn’t hear. But my wife was too busy with the pleasure Hugo was giving her.

Renata sat up and, putting one leg on either side of the lounger, took two steps forward and started lowering herself right over me. She held my cock with one hand and, under my attentive gaze, sat down in one go until our pubic mounds met. The heat of that woman made my skin prickle. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but it was as if she had been born to fit with me. I had heard about chemistry, but I had never really felt it. Not until Renata.

I even felt a little embarrassed by those sensations. Sex was one thing, and what I felt with that woman from the moment she put her lips on mine was something completely different. Lucía turned her head to look at us and our eyes met. She gave me an approving gesture and kept watching Renata ride me with an intensity that was driving me insane.

***

Sofía let Hugo go and came over to us. She made the same move as Renata, but in reverse: she straddled me with her sex over my mouth and faced her friend. As soon as Renata had her within reach, she started kissing her in a lewd, animal way. I understood what my role was and launched into cunnilingus that brought Sofía to orgasm in just a few minutes. As she came, her wetness increased and her taste changed. She was more than ready.

Damián didn’t miss a detail of what was happening in his luxurious garden, and camera in hand he went back and forth trying to capture everything. Then Renata climbed off me. The spot didn’t stay empty for even two minutes: Sofía moved in and let herself fall until she was impaled on my shaft.

Renata went to take her friend’s place, but beside Damián. She knelt down and gave the cameraman a blowjob that was hard to forget. He tilted the camera downward to catch the movement of those lips on his cock. I wondered whether Hugo or Damián felt the same thing I had felt with those lips on me: that burst of energy that made my skin stand on end and drove my arousal to the limit.

I was lost in those thoughts when Lucía’s cry snapped me out of my reverie.

“God. I’m coming. Yes, I’m coming. So good.”

I turned to look at her and saw her riding Hugo with sublime mastery. She went up and down, seeking depth, her hands braced on his torso while he panted, his hips moving with hers. Sofía, hearing my wife reach orgasm, sped up her gallop, stayed still seated on my pelvis, and began to tremble. Her sex contracted around my cock, which with each squeeze got even harder.

***

Renata was the first to get her reward: while Damián let out a brief groan, she finished with her mouth full. Immediately afterward she put her extreme horniness on display. She grabbed Sofía by the hair and, tilting her head, passed from mouth to mouth what her husband had left her, and they started playing with tongues and liquid.

Damián had already recovered the camera and kept up his obsession with immortalizing every instant of the improvised orgy. Renata ran to the pool and, as she jumped in, drew everyone’s attention. She came out of the water dripping wet, and seeing it slide over her body made me desperately want her again.

Soaked as she was, she went back to the group and shouted:

“Switch.”

Lucía got off Hugo and Sofía moved away from me. Sofía went off with Hugo and my wife came to me. Although Renata got there first: she got on all fours on the lounger right in front of me. Lucía stood there, not quite sure where to place herself, until Renata called her over.

“Come. Lie down in front of me.”

My wife stretched out so that Renata’s mouth was right at the level of her sex. Seeing Renata start eating Lucía out, my instinct drove me to fuck Renata as hard as I could. Every thrust I gave her was transmitted to my wife. Lucía’s eyes locked onto mine, and that connection made me even hotter. That, added to Renata’s heat, took me to a point of no return. Five minutes later I came inside her.

“She’s so hot. Damn. I love it,” Renata said, turning her head to catch my gaze.

I stayed still, still inside her. As I pulled out, a thread slid down her thighs. She kept giving Lucía pleasure, and my wife, seeing me finish, began to tremble and reached climax almost at the same time I did.

***

I was exhausted from the effort and from the orgasm. I went to the pool and let myself fall in. I submerged and felt two other people jump in after me. I lifted my head and it was Lucía and Renata. They embraced me, one on each side, and kissed me at the same time. My first three-way kiss. A hot kiss in which our tongues played and passed from one mouth to another. Pure kink.

When they broke apart, two more bodies entered the water: Sofía and Hugo, who had also finished. And one more body joined the party: Damián, who went to hug his wife and together they came over to us. It had been our first orgy. Well, the first round of a day that wasn’t even halfway over yet.

We spent some time relaxing our bodies in the water, but we didn’t stay still for a second. The suggestive touches and caresses were constant. We were all playing with everyone. Beneath the surface there was a lot of life: hands seeking bodies, bodies seeking hands. Before we realized it, we had been in the water so long that our skin had started to wrinkle.

We came out to the loungers and the hosts suggested an afternoon snack. Or rather, dinner, because time had passed without us noticing. We fired up the grill again and this time we did make the steaks. Hugo cut them into slices so everyone could eat them at their preferred doneness. Everything was delicious. We washed dinner down with a good red wine and stretched it out with some cakes and a couple of bottles of cava.

When we finished, the hosts brought out a board game for couples and we started playing. It was a game of questions and dares: you could choose between answering or taking on a challenge. The atmosphere got even more charged. The dares were sexual in nature and ranged from a simple kiss to a blowjob or cunnilingus. And the questions ranged from things about former lovers to others like:

“Which of the people here would you like to fuck again?”

After half an hour, the challenges were dragging on longer than necessary and the touching between everyone was unavoidable. We dropped the game and moved straight on to action.

Almost two hours later we ended up in the pool again. This time, since it was night, the underwater lights were on and you could clearly see the hands and bodies. Once again we spent more time than planned in the water, and when we came out it was already late.

We called the couples’ afternoon to an end and everyone went home. The hosts walked us to the cars and, after the goodbyes and hugs, we started the engines.

***

“What did you think?” I asked Lucía once we were in the car.

“Amazing. I didn’t imagine I’d enjoy it that much. And you? What did you think of Renata and Hugo?”

“Very nice people. A predator couple who know how to play perfectly.”

I drove the rest of the way with a goofy smile on my face, thinking about Damián’s camera and the edit that would sooner or later arrive in our email. I can’t wait to see what it all looks like from the outside. And, above all, thinking about the next time. Because after that afternoon, we both knew for sure there would be a next time.