Swapping Partners: A Journey of Desire and Discovery

After three months of dating, I married my husband John at the age of 19. During that time, I realized I loved him, he loved me, and I wanted us to be happy for the rest of our lives. Even today, I love him. He is an admirable husband and a loving father, providing us with all the comfort necessary for a happy, carefree life. Alongside these qualities, like any human, he has his flaws, one of which is the size of his penis. It doesn’t exceed 14 cm at its strongest erection, nor does it excel in girth.

Despite this, I cannot say that I’ve been unhappy in this regard, perhaps because I hadn’t known many men before to make a comparison. Before John, I had only one relationship consisting of two sexual encounters, after which the person left the country, and then I met my husband.

John is very open-minded. He taught me oral sex, gave me my first oral experience (I can say he’s an artist), and convinced me to try anal sex. I admit, I only enjoy it very rarely and when I’m extremely aroused. As the years passed, our lovemaking sessions began to dwindle, and often I was aroused and wanted to make love. He was either tired or not in the mood, and in the absence of sex, I resorted to the most accessible method… masturbation.

Whispers of Wine
Three years ago, one evening, half-jokingly, half-seriously, my husband said, “Honey, what would you say if we met another couple and swapped partners?” It took me by surprise. I told him I wasn’t okay with it, that I couldn’t watch him perform oral sex on another woman, that I couldn’t be intimate with someone else in front of him… blah, blah, blah… after which we made love.

The next day, after coming home from work, I took a shower. As I stood naked, looking at myself in the mirror, I felt an instant rush of arousal. I lay in bed with my phone in hand, watching a video of two couples. As the scene played with a woman being penetrated by one man while performing oral sex on another, both endowed with significantly larger and thicker members, I screamed in an indescribable orgasm.

Shadows of Doubt
A few weeks later, my husband brought it up again. I admit, the idea began to appeal to me. I remained hesitant but left the door open. When we made love, he whispered in my ear if I would like another man’s touch while he was inside me, moments when I went wild with pleasure.

“Honey, do you really want this?”
“Yes, darling!”
“Could you handle seeing me with another man?”
“It would excite me, and I’m sure it would excite you too, and after so many years, a little escape wouldn’t hurt.”
“I’m not ready for something like this. I don’t know if I could watch you with another woman or if I could be with another man… in front of you.”

Dreams of Desire
With these discussions, I began to crave the feel of a larger penis, to experience something different, and watching videos of couples having group sex became almost daily. It reminded me of how fantasies can grow from small sparks—like the playful steps I’ve shared in How to Get Your Girlfriend to Be Kinky: A Playful Guide to Exploring Fantasies Together. If you’re looking to ease into your own desires, that post might light the way. One weekend, he surprised me with a getaway to the mountains without telling me, where he played his final card. Even though I didn’t admit it, I began to want it more and more. Upon arriving in Aspen, after checking in, we went down to the restaurant. After a romantic dinner and red wine, back in our room, he said, “My love, I have a pleasant surprise for you.”

He went to his suitcase and returned with a package containing cream, oil, and a vibrator. After a prelude that included oral sex from him and, of course, oral sex from me, he handed me the oil, suggesting I massage his penis with it while he massaged my clitoris with the cream. Both being aphrodisiacs, we were soon both highly aroused.

“Honey, would you like to hold another man’s penis in your other hand?”
I refused to answer, though it excited me greatly.
“Honey, would you like to kiss the tip of another man’s penis?”
I refused to answer, but looking at that 16 cm thick vibrator, noting the difference between it and my husband’s penis, I would have shouted, “Yes!”
“Honey, would you like to feel my penis inside you while you suck another man’s penis?”
I didn’t answer but climbed directly onto him.
“Honey, would you like to suck my penis while feeling a large penis inside you?”
I couldn’t resist and said, “Yes!”

We had an intense session of lovemaking, after which, over a cigarette and a juice, relaxed, he asked if I really wanted it or just said it to please him.
“Honey, if you want it, let’s do it, but promise me there will be no arguments or regrets afterward!”
“I promise, my love!”

A New Adventure
Back in the city, I spent the week thinking only of a larger penis. At work, at home… I admit, I kept thinking about it and truly wanted it. The weekend came. That Saturday, after waking up, he said, “Honey, let’s have lunch in town!”
“Whatever you say, honey!”
We left around noon by car to a restaurant in the lakeside area. Once there, noticing the place also had a hotel, I was certain he had planned something, but I didn’t say it out loud. After lunch, he said, “Honey, I’ve booked a room here for us to rest, what do you say?”
“Should I assume there will be some intimacy?”
“You got me! Honey, if we don’t like it, we’ll leave, okay?”
“Honey, if this is what you want, I’ll fulfill your wish, but don’t forget your promise!”
“Of course, my love!”
After arriving in the room, about 30 minutes later, while I was in the shower and feeling very nervous, I heard a knock at the door, and my husband went to open it. That moment of anticipation reminded me of a wild story I’d once heard—want a taste of pure chaos? Check out A Night to Remember – Me, My Best Friend… and the Groomsmen for a night that spiraled into pure madness. “Hi, I’m Sarah, and this is my boyfriend, Mark.”

Sarah, a fairly beautiful woman, 39 years old, 5’7″ tall compared to my 5’5″ and about 132 lbs, and Mark, a decent-looking man, 42 years old, 6’0″ tall, and well-proportioned. After having a glass of wine and some small talk, Sarah took the initiative, her experience guiding her.
“Listen, talk is cheap, I’m going to take a shower.”
“Well, we should too,” said Mark.
“Let’s do it in pairs to save time… laughs Sarah.”
“I took a shower 10 minutes ago… I said to avoid the couple shower.”

When Sarah came out of the shower, wearing only her bikini. I watched my husband eyeing her breasts, not very large but firm, with prominent nipples.
“Next,” said Sarah!
“I’ll go… said my husband.”

Embracing the Unknown
Left alone with the two, Mark asked if it was still worth him taking a shower or if he should leave, cleverly asking if I liked him.
“Now that we’ve come this far, let’s go all the way, otherwise, my husband will be upset with me.”

At that moment, Sarah lifted my blouse and took it off, and Mark cupped one of my breasts with his hand, leaned in, and gently sucked on my nipple. I was instantly wet but also filled with indescribable nerves.

After John came out of the bathroom, Mark took his place, and Sarah told me to take off my skirt while she took the towel off John and started rubbing his penis. I admit, I was very excited. After I was left in my underwear, Sarah knelt down, looking at me as her tongue touched the tip of John’s fully erect penis, and she put her hand inside my underwear.
“Lisa, you’re very excited, I want you to make love to Mark intensely!”
I didn’t know what to say, but I knew for sure I wanted to be loved intensely. We all climbed into bed, and soon Mark came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
“Hey, what are you doing, can I join you?”
I would have screamed, “Yes!” but I let Sarah take the lead. John got into bed next to me. As I watched Sarah passionately kissing my husband, John took me in his arms. I felt his hands touching my back, kissing my neck, my mind and body going wild. When he kissed me, our tongues playing, I felt my body burning with desire. I felt his hand trying to find its way between my legs.

I wanted to feel what he had between his legs, but I didn’t have the courage. His fingers pushed my underwear aside, I felt a finger on my clitoris, I moaned loudly, and I put one leg between his, lightly rubbing his penis. From what I felt with my knee, it seemed like a significantly larger member, which made me want to touch it, to feel it inside me.

He kissed my earlobe, I moaned louder and louder. When I felt a finger sliding inside me, I thought I would go crazy with pleasure. Mark, sensing my hesitation, took my hand, removed the towel, and placed it on his fully erect penis, leaving me breathless. I had a huge member in my hand, much larger than John’s, and I desperately wanted to feel it inside me.

The towel was in the way, I threw it off the bed, and I took off my underwear. As he lay on his back, I watched John and Sarah, while I kissed Mark’s neck. With my hand, I lightly rubbed his huge penis and testicles. I looked at Sarah descending with kisses down my husband’s abdomen. I did the same to Mark. I slowly moved down his abdomen, uncovering his penis. When I reached his penis, I was left breathless.

It was about 18-19 cm long (compared to John’s 14 cm) and quite thick, which made me want to take it in my mouth immediately. I started licking the tip, licking from top to bottom, playing with his testicles, licking them, while with one hand I rubbed my clitoris. My eyes occasionally glanced at John and Sarah.

Normally, I would have expected cunnilingus next, which I adore. I couldn’t wait any longer and desperately wanted to feel that beautiful penis inside me, which I did. I got up and straddled him, lightly rubbing my clitoris against the tip of his penis, then positioned it and slowly lowered myself onto it… ah…
“Honey, do you like it?” John asked.
“Yes, honey!… ah… Yes!… Do you?”
“Yes… I do too.”

I felt every centimeter disappearing inside me, highly aroused. At first, there was a slight pain. The more it entered, the more it moved inside me, the more it made me scream with pleasure. After about two minutes, I felt my vagina filling with his semen. At that moment, I was extremely disappointed. I expected it to last longer.

Mark got up to go to the bathroom. I watched John giving oral sex to Sarah, feeling his semen dripping from me. Disappointed, I went to the bathroom too. When I entered, Mark was in the shower, water running over him. Seeing his penis, I was instantly aroused.
“Lisa, forgive me, but you’re too tight, it’s impossible to last with such a small vagina.”
“It’s no problem, maybe next time!”

He got out of the shower, and I went in, turned on the water to wash myself, and a few seconds later, I felt him entering the shower. He took me in his arms, cupping my breasts, and I felt his erect penis between my legs.
“Do you forgive me?” he whispered in my ear.
“Yes!”
“Do you like my penis?”
I wanted it inside me.
“Yes!”

He pressed me against the shower wall, kissing my neck, bent me slightly, and I felt him entering me, feeling it going in, I wanted all of it inside me… all of it!…
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, make love to me intensely, I want all of it inside me… ah…”

I admit, I had never felt such pleasure. I think in less than two minutes, I had an immense orgasm. After we finished, I looked at his fully erect penis. I knelt down, took it in my mouth. Although I don’t like semen, I wanted to watch him ejaculate, to feel his jet on my neck and breasts, which happened. A significant amount of semen spurted onto my breasts, which I loved immensely.

After showering, we went back to the room. John was lying on his back, and Sarah was licking the semen off the tip of his penis. Although I wanted more, I was satisfied with what had happened. When they returned from the bathroom, Sarah climbed onto Mark, and I started playing with John’s flaccid penis.

Noticing this, Sarah came over John. She positioned her vagina over his mouth, forming a 69. Suddenly, we were both licking the tip of my husband’s penis to bring it back to life. Mark came behind me, grabbed my buttocks with both hands, and started kissing my vagina.
“Ah… Mark is so good at this!” I said to Sarah.
“Yes, but John is a pro too!”

I felt his tongue on my clitoris, in my vagina, in my anus. I still wanted his penis inside me. After he drove me wild with his tongue, I felt the tip of his penis entering me. I started moaning, then felt a finger entering my anus, which excited me but also scared me. I was sure he would want to penetrate me anally. I don’t really like it, and with how thick it was, I was sure it would be painful.

As I screamed with pleasure at how well he was making love to me, when it was getting better, he pulled out and tried to penetrate my anus, which was very painful. I couldn’t take it, and he understood. After that, he quickly penetrated my vagina until he brought me to another sensational orgasm.

Then, my husband positioned me on the edge of the bed. Together with Mark, they came to either side of me. They offered their penises for oral sex, and I felt Sarah positioning her head between my legs, giving me oral sex. I never would have believed that a woman would give me oral sex, nor that having two penises in my hands would feel so good.

With both penises in my hands, I clearly felt the difference in size. I admit, until they both ejaculated, I focused more on Mark’s penis, I can take care of John’s anytime. After these dreamlike moments, I hope and wish that John won’t hold it against me, and if the opportunity for such experiences arises again, I don’t think I would refuse.