Publisher's Synopsis
This is our story about how we ended up living aboard a narrow-boat on the London canals and the live-aboard swinging lifestyle... I'm Terri and work in the West End for an advertising company my boyfriend Pete is in IT and works for a big financial trading company in the City. It all started after meeting Andres, a Spanish guy in a fetish club and we went back to his houseboat moored in Camden Lock for an after party. That led us to purchasing Sleepyhollow as we were commuting from Harlow to the City everyday.
"Well Jo... If I told you what went on in our boat last night... one, you wouldn't believe me and two, you might think we're some kind of pervs or weirdos. In a nutshell, we met that couple in the club and well, we played with them in the club for a bit and then Pete invited them back to our boat for an after party."
"An after party...! What just the four of you... Oh My God and they were swingers as well... sorry... my mind is racing."
"Hang on a minute Jo... me and Pete... were not really swingers... well not like most people perceive them, we don't swap partners and go off in separate rooms and all that. We... well... how can I explain it... Pete likes to watch... so we play with other couples and he sometimes gets single guys to approach me and he likes me to play with them while he watches... People say he's a cuckold."
"Oh My God... so you let them touch you while he watches, doesn't he want to join in then...?"
"Well, it's like we play this game... he would leave me by myself in a play room, that's a room where we would be watching other couples playing and then he would pretend to go to the rest room and leave me in the room alone... but he sneaks back in and watches what happens from the other side of the room because it's normally pretty dark."
"So what happens...?" Jo said all excitedly.
"Well... sometimes it's a couple or a single guy would get close to me and like last week, this guy, he was standing right next to me, he had his cock out and was stroking it, he didn't try to hide it, in fact he was showing me what he was doing and wanted me to watch... Then he got really close and was rubbing it against my arm and thighs."
"What did you do...?"
"I slapped it really hard and called him a fucking pervert...!"
Jo looked at me all seriously.
"NO... I'm only joking," we both burst into laughter.
"I knew Pete was behind me somewhere watching, so I let the guy touch my bum, then he took my hand and placed it on his cock. So I was wanking him and he was trying to finger me, then Pete turned up and told the guy he could carry on so long as he could watch."
Jo was staring at me with her mouth open, like she didn't know what to say.
Strictly 18 + Adults only - 23,400 words
About Dante x
"The best writing is raw and personal. Readers want real stories from real people."Quote from Stephen King. Dante also writes raw and personal stories about real people, Husband and Wife sharing, Wife watching, BDSM, Cuckold, Swinger and Fetish clubs, Dogging, Asian wives, Ladyboys and many other fetishes... www.DantesErotica.uk
