Usually planning any kind of drive, I pull up maps ahead of time and figure a route. But we were both vaguely familiar with the town, so after dinner simply plugged the address into the GPS and headed out. Most of the ride was highway, but after the exit, the roads got smaller quickly. Soon we were winding through dark woods. In mid winter, it had already been dark for hours. Finally we made the last turn onto their road and followed some info they provided about navigating the driveway. It was a sprawling ranch in the middle of nowhere. Some fields, lots of trees, nobody within screaming distance. Suddenly we both were pretty nervous, questioning wtf we were doing out there. Walking up to the house, we passed a car in the driveway, so I snapped a picture of the license plate and texted a friend - "if we go missing, start with this tag" - better safe than sorry!

Ring the doorbell, and the first thing we notice is a very large, loud dog. But two minutes in the house, and we were fine and relaxed. They were still cleaning up from dinner, so we stood and chatted a minute, but soon everyone had a drink in hand and sitting on their large L-shaped sofa in front of a fireplace. She, V, was a mid-40s yoga MILF, much as we expected from their pics. Her brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she wore tight designer jeans with no shoes along with a loose fitting top with a mostly open back. Her build was pretty average in general, but quite good for over 40. Good hips, broad back, nice C-cup tits, and all around relaxed and groovy. He, J, wasn't bad either, with salt and pepper hair, a bit muscular but looking more fit than bulky. With a bit of an Italian look and maybe due to the haircut too, he reminded me of a second-string guy from the Sopranos.

Their story wasn't that unique. Both were on their second marriage, and he had introduced her to the lifestyle relatively recently, and she was loving it. He was clearly the organizer (and whom we had chatted with online), while she was the in-person social one. The four of us got along well, sharing stories and having a few drinks. Talk turned to yoga, a topic I've found people aren't always honest about. Taking 4 yoga classes 3 years ago doesn't mean you can say, "I do yoga too!" But V was pretty serious about it, moving along to become a teacher. She broke out a little wheel thing I had never seen (no props in my yoga), and showed off a little with it. So I took a turn as well and managed to impress them with some poses even though her wheel was a size or two smaller than what a 6' guy should have used. This got our bodies closer for the first time after mostly sitting on the couch talking. But it was enough for a little touching, and then a few nods, and then we were off to their bedroom.

We were naked in no time. V's ass and legs were a little softer than her tight jeans would lead on, but still very hot. She was also beat to hell, with bruises up and down the back of her legs and ass. Turns out they like rough sex. As we initially paired off, J was encouraging me to slap her ass, etc. I've never been a fan of rougher sex as I'm just not a very dominant person and have no desire to hold dominion over another person. Hope isn't down for rough either, so I did make it pretty clear around then that we're up for some spanking and such, but that neither of us go much beyond that. They were cool with that.

Both girls were bi, so there was some good mixing of positions. I was fucking V for a bit, but got the read that she wanted it more physical. Meanwhile, Hope was on top of J and he was regularly doing that spank/hip grab thing. I tried to take some cues, but don't think I could bring myself to spank V as hard as she wanted. We had just come off a New Year's Eve party that involved a good bit of double-penetration, so Hope asked me to come around and DV her with J. He was totally down with that, and apparently this wasn't in V's rotation so she really wanted to see it. We definitely both love DV. It's a fascinating thing with his condom-wrapped dick inside my girlfriend, then I slide in there too. Very hot. I think the tightness was a little much for J, and he called that position before too long.

Then it was time for V to be the center of attention. What I remember most vividly was my being up around her shoulders, essentially holding her down, while Hope was between her legs with some guidance from J. He walked Hope through what V liked and before long, there was fisting. Rather aggressive fisting too, with V responding positively as I held her down more and more. This was the first (and only time so far) that Hope has ever fisted anyone. As it came time for us to finish up, Hope sucked J off while I was fucking her, kind of in a laying down spitroast. Once she made J cum, I rallied, pulled out and sprayed her with cum too (I think V had a hand in there as well).

After guzzling some water and more chitchat, we made our way to the door. There was a little joking talk of a future meeting, but they were moving to the west coast in the next few months. I just pulled up their profile and sure enough they now live in Washington state. At least we'll have someone to look up whenever we make it that direction.