The Foam Party

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This wasn’t my first time at the Starfish Swinger’s Resort. My wife and I had been coming here for years. We were older than a lot of the people who attended, but we didn’t care. We still had the same sexual energy for swinging as we did in our 20s and 30s.

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The foam parties were new. We weren’t sure if we were going to attend, because it definitely felt like something only reserved for the younger crowd. But my wife, Trisha, seemed excited to try it out.

“If there’s any place to try a foam party,” she said that night over dinner, “it’s here at Starfish. Besides, we only have one night left. Let’s go crazy.”

I smiled at her over the candle that was flickering on the table between us. She still looked as beautiful as she did the day I married her, 25 years ago. Her light brown hair had faint streaks of gray, and her hazel eyes were lined at the edges with laughter, but she was still gorgeous. We had both done a good job at taking care of our bodies over the years, so we were still very much in shape, with a lot of energy.

We came down to the club area that night around 11. The place was already packed with people. Women were pulling their bathing suits off of themselves, people were being fucked up against the wall, all in a huge pile of white fluffy foam.

“Come on, Dan,” said Trisha excitedly, pulling my hand as she led me into the foam. 

It was weird at first, but we ended up having a lot of fun dancing through the foam and throwing it at each other. Of course, the whole point was to find another couple to swing with, and we quickly set our sights on a younger pair who was dancing near us.

They were Fiona and Ty. He looked like a surfer type, with shaggy blonde hair, and Fiona was a petite redhead. I knew my wife was instantly into Ty. She loved guys with long hair. Unfortunately, mine was pretty thin, so I was glad she could get a little bit of a taste while we were here at the resort.

We began making out with Fiona and Ty while the foam flew in fluffy clouds around us. Fiona tasted like lime and coconuts, and I loved how she wrapped her arms around me as we made out.

“Let’s go find a better place,” she said, pulling me through the crowd. Trisha and Ty followed us.

We got lucky and all found a few empty lounge chairs off to the side. Every piece of furniture at Starfish was designed to be long and wide, so that people could have sex on them. It was just one of the reasons we loved coming here.

I was stunned as I looked over to see Ty sliding off my wife’s bikini bottoms as she stretched out on the chair, a huge smile on her face. Ty was grinning too as he pushed her legs apart and dove his face right into her pussy. Even over the din of the club, I could hear her squeal with pleasure.

Jolting back to my own reality, I looked down to see Fiona pulling my cock out of my trunks. She was sitting on the edge of the chair while I stood beside her. Her big eyes looked up at me as she sucked her cheeks in and slid her mouth up and down my cock.

“Fuck,” hissed, running my hands gently over her hair. I loved redheads.

She was so good at sucking cock, very eager and wet. It turned me on even more being able to watch my wife get her pussy eaten by Ty while Fiona gave me head. 

Finally, I pulled her off of my cock and told her to lay back. I wanted to taste her. Fiona bit excitedly on her bottom lip as she laid down and spread her legs apart. Her pussy was completely shaved except for an enticing patch of red hair at the very top of her mound.

I slid my tongue all up and down her slit, making her thighs tremble, until I finally stopped at her clit. Beside me, I could hear Trisha reaching orgasm. I would recognize those adorable moans anywhere.

“Oh fuck,” groaned Fiona, as I spread my tongue out over her clit and slid it back and forth. 

She was so responsive to me, whimpering the entire time I tongued her. My eyes looked up to watch her face. Her jaw was agape, and her eyes were shut tight. It didn’t take her long to cum, and as she did, she reached down to aggressively hold my head right where she wanted me. When she came, her back arched off the lounge chair, and I had to press her hips back down, keeping her pinned against my tongue. Fiona jerked and convulsed, visibly losing all control.

By the time I looked up, my wife was getting fucked from behind by Ty. His hands were holding her firmly by the waist as he slammed his large cock deep into her pussy. Her breasts swayed underneath her, large and heavy.

“Your life couldn’t have picked a better guy to fuck her,” said Fiona. She had a sly smile creeping up her pretty face. “My husband’s an amazing fuck if I do say so myself. Come on, let me ride you.”

I certainly wasn’t going to object to that.

I got into a seated, upright position on the lounge chair as Fiona lowered her pussy down onto my cock. I watched my length disappear between her legs, the lips of her pussy stretching out around my thickness. She was so wet and tight.

Fiona started by grinding in my lap. I loved this position because I was able to run my hands all across the curves of her hips and over her breasts. I tugged gently at her nipples, which made her shiver and moan. She smiled down at me and pushed her hair to one side of her head so that it looked wild and tangled. 

A huge cloud of foam came flying through the air all of a sudden, landing right on Fiona. She giggled and decided to use the foam as an accessory of sorts. She began to rub it against her skin, squeezing her breasts together.

“Shit,” I mumbled, shaking my head in disbelief. “You’re gorgeous.”
She leaned forward so that she was now holding onto the back of the chair, which gave her leverage so she could really begin sliding her body up and down my cock. In the chair beside us, I could hear Trisha getting off for the second time. I looked over to see that Ty had grabbed her hair. My wife’s head was pulled back as Ty plunged into her while she came.

Fiona’s tits were bouncing in my face as she rode me. Every time she came down onto my cock, she whimpered. I swore the whole club could hear her. I grabbed her waist to help her ride me, but it didn’t seem like she needed the help.

“Fuuuuck,” I moaned, as a chill of pleasure made its way through my body. 

I had fucked a lot of women during our stay at the resort, but none of them quite had the same effect as Fiona did.

I pulled her down onto my cock one last time before I pumped her full of cum. I leaned my head back against the chair and looked into her eyes, which sparkled with delight as I filled her up. 

“I love that feeling,” she said, wiggling her pussy on me like she was milking every last drop of my cock. 

I finally released her from my lap and pulled her in against me. She curled up onto my chest as we looked over to watch Ty pulling out from Trisha’s pussy and coating her ass in a big load of cum. It was the hottest thing I had seen all weekend.

The fuck with Fiona and Ty had given my wife and me a boost of energy somehow. The four of us stayed out until five a.m., dancing and partying in the middle of the foam. The atmosphere was heavy with playfulness and eroticism. I ended up having my dick sucked by Fiona in the middle of the dancefloor, and when my wife saw this, she decided to do the same for Ty. 

He and I high-fived each other and eventually, we took the girls back over to the lounge area to fuck them on one of the couches. 

“I feel like the trip flew by,” said Trisha the next morning. 

I was driving us out of the resort area, my hand resting on her thigh. “I know. It’s a shame.”

“We’re definitely going to need to stop for coffee.” Trisha rubbed her forehead. “When was the last time we ever did anything so wild?”
“I don’t know, but I want to do this every year.”
Trisha bit her lip as she smiled at me. “Deal.”

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