I hope to complete it without getting as upset as I was for months after it occurred. Until now I have only related this story to one other person. T...is event happened almost Two years ago. My man and I are members of the swinging lifestyle. At the time of this event I was new to the lifestyle. I liked the new and exciting life changes, and I went a little overboard at first. I must admit, I am still little crazy when it comes to sex. But this was a new thing for me, and to be free to have sex. I kissed his big, engored cock’s head and he moaned in anticipation. As much as he wanted this, I was sure I wanted it more and let my young lips slide over and suck on his tip. So big, so firm, so warm and manly and exciting. I found his taste oddly delicious and incredibly addictive. I eagerly tried to take more of his beautiful dick into my mouth and strained my out stretched lips against his head and tasted more of his delicious leaking, sweet pre cum. He held my head and softly and slowly. I raised my arms and allowed her to pull my top off. She looked at me, leaning back against the couch in my plain white bra, and I looked at her, evaluating me in lacy pink one. “You know you’re fucking gorgeous,” she said. I smiled. “You too.” She pinched one of my nipples between the knuckles of two of her fingers. With her other hand, she reached behind herself and undid her bra. She wriggled out of it, and tossed it on the makeup counter. Wordlessly, and with some effort, I undid my own. This struck me as being a bit odd. A seventeen-year old is considered an adult in many jurisdictions. Why would she need supervising? It dawned on me that perhaps the concern was for being alone in a pool in case something happened.“If you are concerned about her swimming alone, there is no problem. I am always home. Even if not out here, I am usually in the screened in back summer room, so I could keep an eye out for her,” I mentioned.“No, that would be asking too much,” she replied. “It is.