A few drinks in, we surveyed our prospects. Some non-play friends, many that were just No, a few couples that would be a lot of effort to wine and dine and get to know. And then there was L&H. We summed things up between us pretty quickly - do we want to fuck L&H? I could fuck L&H. OK, let's fuck L&H. H was a stocky guy, who surely pictures himself as all muscle, but he was pretty large. His gut wasn't sloppy at all on him, though. He could be brusque and rough, but you could see teddy bear in his personality too. L was a total MILF. Throw her in some mom jeans and a bad sweater, and she looks like half of suburbia. But tight jeans, a low-cut top with a push-up bra, heels and a unique hair style, she looks good. Certainly tumblr milf blog quality. Plus we knew she was bi from one of H's stories about how he's seen two women together so much it doesn't even turn him on now. (That's a really asshole-ish statement on many levels, indicating that he doesn't get off on his wife's pleasure. But whatever, we're just fucking them, not dating them.)

We broached the topic of the current situation with them. The conversation went something along the lines of our pointing out the small crowd and not much happening there, then a leading question as to what was next. Quickly we suggested just heading back to my place (this was before Hope and I lived together). H was kind of drunk (they're one of those couples who take turns driving so the other can over-indulge), so I convened with L to provide directions. As we killed our beverages and cashed out, with play on the horizon, we all got way more flirty and touchy. A little making out and ass-grabbing kind of stuff. I was viewing L in a different light now that I knew I'd get to see her naked on my bed, and I couldn't wait to get those skin tight jeans off her ass.

Once at my place, we opened the obligatory next round of beers, but pretty much headed straight upstairs to the bedroom. We paired off quickly, and L had my cock in her mouth before any clothes were off. Apparently this bi little milf liked giving head too. A lot. And it was good. I called it quickly to get her naked; meanwhile Hope and H were getting naked as well. L looked good in the nude too. She had that wide milf ass thing going on, which I enjoy. I should note at this point there was some discussion/rumbling about condoms. Turns out they like to bareback (we do not), and part of the issue is that when H gets a few beers in him, it's tough to fuck wearing a condom. Even worse was that he has a thick dick and needs wider than normal condoms - but all I have on hand are regular sized ones. (Duh - if you need special equipment to fuck, bring that shit with you!). I felt a little bad for Hope, but let it all play out.

Once L was naked on the bed, I started down on her - nice shaved pussy, mostly an innie if I recall. With her C cup tits, she was quite a nice little sight. Hope arrived on the scene and joined in (or took over) the oral. I don't know if there was any awkwardness at all given their previous vanilla relationship, but it all seemed good. With us down on her, L was able to suck H to help get him hard. Soon we were ready to move on, so I condomed up and got to fucking L. Even with her hubbies thick cock, she was still nice and tight. A little too tight with that hot view, to be honest, and I almost came quickly. I did one of those half pull-out, clamp down and stop the orgasm moves with partial success. Kind of half-came, but not enough to release or stop from being hard, but most sensation was gone then. So as H fumbled with condoms and his limpness, we kept fucking for a bit more. Finally H was ready and pounding away at Hope. I know she doesn't like this kind of fucking much - it's a common thing with guys who believe that pounding away as hard and as fast as possible is the best way to fuck. It isn't; it has it's place but it's a lame go-to, and not good if that's your only move. Hope was able to put a stop to this relentless pounding and climb atop him to grind to a quick little orgasm herself.

At this point something I've noticed is pretty common with full-swap couples happened. There should be a word for this. It's the stage where you're pretty much done with the other partner and want to get back to your own for the final solid orgasm to finish off. It's often a nod or a hand gesture to kick this off, but can't remember how we called it this time. So in no time, H ripped off his condom and started pounding away at L. Hope and I fucked too, which let both of us get off for real this time - no forcing, no stifling.

In all, it was fun and our best prospect for that evening. Funny thing is, a couple weeks later we ran into them at another M&G. L came up to me (I hadn't seen H yet) and planted fat kiss on me with a huge hug. I stepped back and looked at her with almost zero recognition. Then I did a quick up and down look at her body in a sundress and finally recognized her. Oops. I don't think either of us would mind seeing L naked on the bed again, but as a couple, this was likely a one-and-done.