Our first full swap - part 1

When we arrived at a club Mr S immediately pointed out a lady that he liked the look of. She was extremely beautiful, dark and soulful, her partner was alright, dark, short, but OK looking.

Once changed into our underwear, we headed down to the bar area where we continued to scout around for an appropriate couple to take my swinging cherry. There were countless beautiful women, but everyone of them was accompanied by a fat, ageing has been.

Mr S knows the type of woman I usually go for and kept whispering invitingly, "What about her, she's nice?"

"Oooooh yes. Who's she with........" craning my neck to see her partner, then deflated gasping, "NO WAY! I'm not doing that!!"

Chuckling to himself he lent over me provocatively asking, "Okay........big dick on a fat ugly fella, OR small dick on an Adonis?"

Without hesitation I replied "Oh definitely Big Cock, no question, absolutely!"

Smirking, with that crafty look in his eye he asks "So why are you so concerned with looks, shouldn't you be lifting up their towels instead?"

"Oh yeah right, like I'm gonna do that!" I exclaim, cringing at the gruesome mental image conjured up by his remark.

The situation was looking really grim and as the night drew on, the standard of men didn't seem to get any better. It looked like our planned full swap would have to wait for another night. Regarding attraction, I seem to be more forgiving of women, but men have to be tip top for me to be interested. Saying that though, I don't go in for your typical handsome man and someone that's trying too hard (i.e model, body beautiful), is in love with themselves, or is cocky, is definitely a no go for me. A confident outgoing personality is a real turn on, but I'm not keen on flab. However, make me laugh and entertain me intellectually and I might forget about your tubby tummy!

Just as despair was about to set in, I spotted the couple who Mr S had pointed out earlier in the evening. I wanted to go over and ask them if we could join them, but Mr S didn't want me too. I still don't know why not? Anyway, the couple soon disappeared and that was that, another missed opportunity, or so I thought. The thing is, in this game, you really have to be quite forward and not rely on other people making the first move, or else you're in dire trouble of missing out on all the action.

After a few drinks we ventured upstairs to look around the play rooms and I spotted our target couple again. Not waiting for approval this time, I grabbed Mr S's hand and made a bee line for them. We hit it off immediately, chatting like long lost friends. They were great fun and we all got on like a house on fire. There was an obvious attraction between Kate and Mr S, but I got the feeling she wasn't too interested in me.

After twenty minutes or so of chatting, we all headed back to the bar, where we indulged in more drinks, dancing and sexy flirtations. Somehow the conversation got around to big dicks and Kev boasted loudly, "I'm hung like a donkey!"

"Oooooh let's look." I pipe up, suddenly very interested in our new acquaintances.

Hanging on to his towel for dear life, as I tried in vain to lift it up, he shrilled protectively "Not yet, not yet. It's not ready yet. Let me take my Viagra first!"

I let him go, watched him take his tablet, then returned to Mr S draping my arms around him. He seemed to be having fun, going with the flow and totally at ease with the situation so far.

Tonight after all might turn out to be rather interesting.........................