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(it’s a translation of my German text – hope it’s understandable)
That all sounds easy. You contact the relevant portals, discover the right person(s) and everything goes – wrong. Blind dates are for Hollywood or swingers clubs, but not for a private thing. Just happily fucking with strangers is like winning the lottery: very unlikely. Frustration is programmed. We recommend the safe way. Discover someone from your circle of friends who is comfortable with you. If you don’t discover anyone there, leave it all. It is similar to the confidence it takes to trust someone with your house key! Who gives their house key to someone they don’t know?
I’ll tell you about our experiences. When I was a student I lived with a fellow student and we had some experiences together that made us good friends. Shortly before the exam we had married our girlfriends almost at the same time. We went on a low-budget holiday to Croatia and at all times bathed naked there. Visually, we knew the bodies of our women quite well. They were also very similar. That means we found each other attractive. My friend’s wife had bigger tits than mine and a boyish ass. But at the time we never dreamed of organizing a gangbang together. That only happened – unplanned – years later.
Our wives already had their first child and we met up for a long weekend at our place. The kids were in bed and we were drinking my favorite wine and talking about old times. I mentioned that I had set up a darkroom at my parents’ house. My friend, who knew me well, immediately knew why: “You can make the jerk off templates yourself, right?” A “No” or “What do you think?” would not have been credible. “Then show your works of art!”
We teased back and forth and then I showed some of our “works”. But the relaxed mood and the alcohol were probably the reason to switch from the more harmless little pictures to the hotter pictures. My wife spread herself a bit until she allowed me to show the pictures with her legs spread as well. She has a slightly exhibitionistic tendency and the appreciative words of our friends did the rest. There was a relaxed atmosphere and my friend said that he would also like to have such hot pictures of his wife. (Back then there were no digicams, VHS recorders were very expensive. We didn’t really trust in slides and they were very expensive, too). Anyway, suddenly we were in the middle of a photo session and everyone had a great idea what we could do. Now I’ll leave it to your imagination what we did.
From rather harmless pinups with no bra but with panties, we quickly moved on to the closeups. My girlfriend’s pussy was in my focus now. From the rather well-behaved performance to nicely pulled aside and clitoris wanking, everything was beautifully staged. Then the man’s dream of two horny women playing around with each other’s breasts and cunts suddenly became reality. I regretted that I only had three films (about 110 frames) in stock. The wicked had priority when selecting the motif: the women in 69, ass on ass, tits against tits, two pussies from behind, from the front, with or without a tongue, and if a cock, then with the own wife. Nice and cool, but without swapping partners.
When I’m taking pictures, it’s hard to keep the camera steady and the cock stiff when I’m aroused. My friend was now fucking his wife mercilessly and my voyeuristic inclination to capture the whole thing for posterity unfortunately failed due to the lack of film material. But this also allowed me to take care of emptying my semen without being distracted. It was indescribably awesome and it was spontaneously decided that we would hold a picture viewing evening at our friends’ house next weekend. Our women were given the order to completely shave off their cunt hair (“bush” was still common back then) and to show up with the hottest lingerie and to bring the arsenal of sex toys (at the time, that consisted of a white, ugly vibrator and love balls that were not good (so my Elke).
I can tell you I had a tough week ahead of me. First the film was developed and if you held the negatives up to the light at an angle, you could get a first glimpse of the great little pictures in 24×36 format. But the absolute highlight was in the darkroom. Anyone who is familiar with this knows that the image slowly appears in the developer shell. No sane man can stand that. In hindsight, I felt like I jerked each picture off my cock one at a time. It takes a while for a hundred images to be developed! I then took the wet pack of pictures home with me and laid them out on the carpet to dry. They were then also examined by Elke and when I had to grab her between her legs, I realized that the response to these pictures was apparently good, because Elke’s panties were like a sponge. Of course we looked at the pictures every day and then fucked like hell. We could hardly expect the weekend.
Finally. Packed pictures, packed toys and laundry, freshly shaved pussy and drove 300 km. The evening was formally celebrated. After dinner we men wondered our wives should tease us in a Playboy Bunny way. They withdrew, and then showed up like bitches of a cheap whorehouse. My friend’s wife had everything in red and my Elke everything in white: Garter belt, white stockings and completely transparent panties – also in white and white shoes (if you have read this far and email me via DM, I will send to you a picture of this outfit). It was cracklingly cool. Our two mice would have won first prize in any whorehouse in the world. Then the celebration began: One picture after the other was shown and discussed at length. Since Elke and I have enjoyed the pictures several times in the meantime and have gotten rid of our juices in some way, watching our friends was a real delight. They were literally crushed by a tsunami wave of lust. I can not remember if we managed to get all the pictures. As a photographer, I took the right of the first lick. I sucked on our friend’s smooth peach, which my friend and Elke took as an alibi and started fucking vigorously. My Elke impaled by my friend. Either you get a thrill out of it or you discover it sickening. That turned me on! I followed suit and sank my cock into my girlfriend’s wet honeypot. Without consultation, without directing, we fucked crosswise. My suggestion to capture the event photographically was rejected by our ladies.
On the one hand I wondered that was a pity, on the other hand I could also be horny without stress. But we were so excited that the juices were flowing freely and we were soon able to end the rest of the evening in a relaxed manner.
We wondered that was pretty revolutionary and we were heroes now. It should be said that we still have good contact to our friends and like to remember this time.
NSFW: yes
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