Just as we were leaving a club visit, my husband and I met a couple we thought we might like. The she, and I as well, were both dressed in what I think is the very best type of club wear: a dress that revealed little and suggested a lot, with a top loose enough that you could reach right in and fondle. Reach in and touch me! The boys, well you know how boys dress for a club.
So we invited them over to our house one Saturday. The expectation was that if we hit it off, we'd spend some or all of the weekend playing. And if not, well, it would just be a Saturday with drinks and barbecue.
I made lunch for everyone and then we went out back to our pool, stripped off and swam for a while.
Sitting on the edge of the pool Betsy - that was her name, how old fashioned - was stroking her husband Tom's dick, which was thin and nicely long. I was wondering how good a time it could give me. Might be just right for anal.
He started fondling her breasts while she continued stroking his dick. He's lean, like his dick, while Betsy has some plumpness to her, so her breasts are plenty big. (I'm a B-cup and happy with it.)
Husband Bobby was gently stroking my upper arm and I was feeling really good.
I remarked that if I started stroking Bobby like Betsy was stroking Tom, he'd be squirting before long. Betsy told us that Tom was slow to come, so he could give a woman a really good fucking before he was done.
This led to them telling us their favorite way of making love. With only a little kissing for preliminaries they would go right at it in whatever position they fancied at the moment. They would stay in that one position instead of switching around and bang away while she had a few small orgasms and then when she got going into a big one, that would set him off and they would come at just about the same time, that classic romantic ideal which most people don't actually experience too often. That would be, they said, about fifteen or twenty minutes of really enjoyable sex, which they found deeply gratifying.
By this point anyone who knew me would recognized that I was quite flushed. My cheeks glowing and my nipples rosy. Just call me Rudolph. Bobby was fully erect, so I reached over and gave him a squeeze. Sure enough he was as hard as could be and I bet if I asked him he'd say he was at the point of being so hard it was painful. I could feel I was plenty wet and it took an effort for me to not put a finger in the pie.
We were both ready to go but the name of the game at this point was to show and tell, or tell anyway. And anticipation is a lot of the fun, so I just sat on my hands and thought exciting thoughts.
We couldn't be more different, as Bobby and I told them. We both usually came quickly so we were careful to draw out our love-making to extend the pleasure. That's especially important for me, 'cause I'm the one-and-done type. Once I've had my big O, it takes me almost as long to be ready for more action as a typical guy. That's part of how Bobby and I are so sexually compatible: we do it and then if we want more, we're both ready at about the same time.
I told them that the reason I like to go to clubs was to meet guys like Tom who could give me a lot of dick action. I'm plenty in love with Bobby and feel great sexual fulfillment in making love with him, but when it comes to complete gratification I'm after what I can't get at home, a fucking that just goes on and on and on with nothing but dick. (Why does Bobby like to go to clubs? Well, you'd have to ask him, but I'd say it's two things: Breasts. And he just likes to fuck other women, bless him. At a club, if I'm satiated I can just watch him fuck other women all night, with a big grin on my face. The more of them he does, the more proud I am to be married to such a man who can please all those women.)
Our love making, as we told them, might last thirty to forty five minutes or even up to an hour. (Though, as you might imagine, on days we were tired from work, we'd let a quickie suffice.) When we're into big time love making, say a Sunday afternoon, we might screw for nearly an hour before we let ourselves come. Doze in a nap for a while, wake up and have fun again. Twice might be a typical Sunday, three times good, four times is our personal best, as they say.
Although there was a lot of variety in the way we did sex together, Bobby and I described a typical scenario. We'd begin with a lot of hugging kissing, either before we undressed or right after. That would warm us up and we'd begin a mess of massaging and caressing with some fondling tossed in. We'd make sure we didn't fondle enough to make things come to a conclusion too early. All this kissing and massaging and caressing would gradually move us to a fever pitch until we were so excited we could die. Then Bobby would move down and put his face on my femininity and work me over with his lips and tongue.
This would keep me going higher and higher, while his own sex calmed down a little. He would work me over until I came. This would usually be a fantastic big O, just what I needed. Unlike what Betsy described about herself, I rarely had more than one orgasm, so it was important that the one I had was a really good one. Bobby and I had learned to orchestrate things just right so that I got the satisfaction that I wanted and needed.
Things didn't always go just right but if it all came together, I would have a wild screaming orgasm that would leave me stunned and panting for a bit. It was not unusual for me to see stars and have my head swimming. (I'd been even known to pass out for a bit, which scared the bejezus out of Bobby when we first were dating. I had to teach him a lot about how to do oral just right.)
After I calmed down a little, Bobby would pull himself up, kiss me deeply and plunge into me. After all the sex that we were doing this would be where we would begin to actually fuck.
We would fuck away delightfully and before long Bobby would come. He couldn't be in me for very long before he would start coming, sometimes as soon as he entered me. This was why we did such a long drawn out make-out session so that he, and I, had lots of sexy excitement before things finished. When we were done, both of us, we were done and if we wanted lots of pleasure we had to get it on the building-up to our orgasms.
At this point Betsy had a quizzical look on her face. She asked me that if I came quickly and was one-and-done how would I want someone like her Tom who can fuck long and keep going seemingly all night.
I told her it seemed like a contradiction but I said that those really big Os that killed me, that even made me pass out, that made me feel really fulfilled almost mostly came with Bobby going down on me. That was my fulfillment, my love, my deep meaning. But with someone else, like I hoped her Tom would be, I can get a whole different and delightful experience. And with that sort, I never screamed, I never passed out, and I rarely had what I thought of as The Big O. What I did have was a lot of pleasure and yes I would often have a series of small orgasms, but it was never what I had with Bobby. That was the point, wasn't it? To have something different?
All this sexy talk, not to mention Betsy stroking her Tom and Bobby & I watching had us all getting interested in doing something. In fact I'd lost my self-control and had been fingering myself discreetly.
It had emerged from our conversation that each of us had a touch of the voyeur in us as well as some bit of exhibitionist and also that none of us had a problem with juxtaposing sex-for-love with sex-for-play, which as you know can be a problem in world of play.
So we mutually made a rather odd decision that we would begin watching each other, in turns, the other couple making love, spouse to spouse. Not what you'd expect to be the kick-off of what was expected to be a play date.
To figure out who would go first we played a round of water polo in the pool. Tom and Betsy, who won got to decide. They declared that Bill and I should go first. Perform first. For their viewing pleasure.
And so we began. We shortened our routine, to not make it drag out too long. It went pretty much as I described before. From time to time I would glance over and see how Tom and Betsy were enjoying the scene. As things were going along, I saw that they had moved to some doggy action as they watched us. Then Bobby began taking me higher and higher and that was all I knew.
We finished and rinsed our sweat off in the pool and with a smirk we told them it was our turn to watch them. Bill and I found watching them a lot of fun and pretty soon we were fingering each other keeping time to Tom and Betsy.
By the time they finished Bobby and I were thrilled and excited by the performance. I grabbed Bobby, laid him down on a towel and began to ride him, cowgirl style, one of my favorites. For both of us it was awfully soon to be getting off again, but sure enough, in the thrill of the experience, we both did.
We all retired to the house for an afternoon nap. When we woke up, we negotiated the rules of engagement, what was OK and what was off limits; what required condoms and what didn't.
Bobby and Betsy were mellow but Tom and I were both feeling frisky. Like a gentleman he asked me what would I like and I told him doggie style. (Anal was what I rather wanted, but it seemed too soon to ask for that.) He went at me nicely with a good even-tempered medium rhythm. It felt very nice. We continued and I was really enjoying myself. While Tom and I were going at it, Bobby and Betsy watched and fondled each other. I thought that was kind of sweet. Tom kept his steady pace with me, which I found suited me to a tee. Even at the end, when he came, there was hardly a crescendo, so good was he at not breaking the even rhythm. I really liked it and it was so nicely a change from those guys who have to pound you to get off and think they have to prove themselves with some roughness. I liked Tom and I knew I was going to want to play with him many times in the future. Maybe a lover like him was all I might need to supplement Bobby. Time would tell.
Betsy and I hadn't talked much and yet it seemed like we'd become buddies already. We went into our kitchen together to start fixing a dinner for the four of us. The boys opened some beer and wine. The night was young and all of tomorrow was there before us. Betsy whispered to me that she really wanted to do me. Why whisper? We were all here for some crazy sex! Even though I wasn't particularly fond of girl-on-girl, the thought of it made me wet again. Maybe her whispering made it seem naughty and so exciting. Dunno. So I whispered back, let's go!
Betsy and I fixed a nice simple dinner that we all enjoyed. Nothing fancy, a salad, spaghetti with sauce out of a bottle, oven heated garlic bread, beer and wine. Over dinner we recapped the day so far and agreed that we really liked each other. Betsy loudly announced that first thing after dinner she was going to lick me like I'd never been licked before.
She and I left the boys to clean the dishes and also build a toasty fire in our fireplace while she and I stripped off and lay down on the living room rug. She went right at me and she was right, I'd never been licked like that before. After all, women understand it better than men, and I'd never had a woman really go at me like that.
She began quite nicely, making me feel really good. Then it got better. And better. Eventually I was bucking hard and I heard myself screaming. Then I was gone. No longer there. Lights out.
When I woke up, Betsy and Tom were ministering to me - they'd been really scared by my passing out and Bobby, who was used to me going unconscious, wasn't able to convince them that all was well; better than well. Betsy and Tom were kind and considerate, but I gently shooed them off, letting them know that I was quite OK; better than OK. It was the really big smile on my face that finally convinced them that I'd had a great time.
Bobby told me that I had been out longer than he'd ever known me to, so he knew that I'd really gotten what I came for.
After some drinks all around, Betsy and Tom got over being frightened by what I'd done and they all got quite cozy. I was still a touch woozy, no surprise, so I just sat by the fire, luxuriating in the warmth and my own after-glow and watched the three of them play. While they played, I amused myself.
Then we all decided maybe it was time to retire and rest. None of us were the play-all-night types and we'd each had wonderful, wonderful action. So we went to bed, to sleep and rest, in separate bedrooms; Bobby and I; Tom and Betsy.
As soon as Bobby and I hit the bed, we were ready to talk over the day's adventures, pillow talk of the best kind. What was good, what was best, what was not so good. What do you think of our guests? Any problems, any reservations, any uncertainty about how tomorrow might unfold? Could these be long-term friends and playmates? Who had the better time, you or me? And then the biggie, the thing you always have to keep an eye out for: Any hints of jealous feelings coming up? Danger to a couple in the lifestyle and always needs constant monitoring. Hints of jealousy and you back away and repair the damage, for sure. And do you see any problems with them liking us?
All those things we wanted to talk about, a postmortem on the day - but instead we both just fell asleep, a deep, grateful, satisfying and satisfied sleep.
Sometime during the night, I was gently awakened and there were Betsy and Tom. Without a word, Betsy took me by the hand and led me to her room, while Tom crawled into bed with Bobby.
And so the rest of the night went.
In the morning we all woke hungry and feeling well-fucked. But I'd been dreaming of anal with Tom so I sent Bobby off to show Betsy where things were for fixing breakfast and then I took Tom in hand to do what a long and thin dick does best.
Although having a girl eager for anal should be enough of a treat for any man, since we were headed for what I wanted, I felt I owed him every man's favorite, a blow job, so we began that way. I've never been particularly good at it and he wasn't enjoying it that much, so we decided to get down to what I wanted.
He started me off positioned doggy style, which was good, but after a while I wanted to watch the face of the man who was doing me so I insisted we switch to the way gays do it, face to face, me on my back with my pelvis curled up, Tom hovering over me with his night stick up my rear.
I don't think he was really enjoying this all that much either, at least not as much as I was, it being early morning after a night of a lot of sex and all, but he was a trooper and gave it to me good until I was satisfied. I don't know if he came, but I sure did, maybe more times in a row than I had done in a long time. For him, well, maybe he's just a hard guy to please or maybe I'm not the right play partner for him. But still I loved that anal and would want more in the future. It was really nice, he had the right strokes and he was sized just right.
I found myself thinking that I hoped this couple didn't tire of us, because each of the two of them had given me some of the best sex I'd had outside my marriage, maybe ever. I didn't want to blow it by being too eager or too hungry for their attention.
Over a nice pancake breakfast we began planning the rest of our day. For lunch we'd do the barbecue we'd neglected to do on Saturday and see how much swimming, napping, fucking, and horsing around we could fit into the day.
Betsy complemented me on how well I'd done her during the night, which I now didn't even remember, except perhaps as part of a misty dream. She asked me to do her again and I agreed particularly figuring that this time I would remember it.
We left the boys to clean up breakfast while she and I retired to a bedroom. She tasted good and I liked doing her. Then she went down on me.
They told me I was out for a full half hour, which I really don't believe. But I do know that I was woozy and foggy and limp for much of the rest of the morning. My circuits had been fried and my body needed to do some electrical repair work for the rest of the morning.
I didn't dare go into the water at our pool, leat I do something stupid like breath in a bunch of water and half drown. So while everyone else played three-man water polo and horsed around in the pool, I spent the rest of the morning lying on a chaise by the side of the pool watching them and languidly playing with myself.
From time to time, Bobby came over to keep me company. I like to pet him. I worship his penis. It's the source of my pleasure and gratification. It's a key to our relationships with our social friends. And when the time is right it will give me the gift of children. So it is very dear to me. When I have it in my mouth, I treat it with great reverence.
I continued relaxing and watching the three of them horsing around while gently keeping myself warm and moist.
The only time I got excited and came was while watching Bobby take a stiff one up his ass, which he later told me was the first time since his school days, that era of sexual experimentation. There's something kinda fun about watching that sort of action. One guy shoves it in and the other guy goes boing erect. One guy does some pounding and the other guy starts squirting. It's like watching mechanical toys in action.
I don't know if Bobby is going to want to take it in the ass in the future but if and when he does, I want to be there to watch.
I really didn't recover my brightness of mind and spunk until we had our barbecue lunch and the good food revived me. Then instead of sitting on the side lines I was ready to try to be the life of the party.
Among other things, I got the rodeo blue ribbon as cowgirl of the day for wild rides I took on both Tom and Bobby. Betsy brought out a double dildo she'd brought in her over-night bag, for me to ride her with too. We both liked it a lot.
The full tale of the afternoon deserves a lot of description here, but I think I'm running out of steam as an amateur author so I'm going to pause for a while and cover Sunday afternoon and evening later. I'll just say that this weekend left us being very different people than we were when it began.
Until I return with more story, signed me Kwk2Cum&Cum2Kwk, 'cause I really am quick to come and sometimes I do come too quick.
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My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit.
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself.
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth.
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded.
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine.
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
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You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky. And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family. They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines. Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts. The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure. The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted." You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot. Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks. They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster. You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait. You buy an answering machine...and wait. You check your messages for two weeks...and wait. You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen. The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail. The couple writes and expresses interest. Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.
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They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
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By NCcurious1
True story that is still in my spank bank.
This was way back to 2013, when you could find horny couples on Craigslist and Backpage.
I was on business in St Louis, horny in my hotel room browsing through casual encounters to see what I could see. Replied to a few cuckold couple posts, most were just horny dudes hunting for pics. Then I ran across an ad "St Louis couple looking for DP fun". I replied that I was interested and had a hotel room downtown.
Cindy replied back when I asked her what they had in mind. "Splitroast me, tongue on my clit when I'm getting fucked, double vaginal, double penetration. You can spank me, pull my hair, pinch my nipples if you get me hot enough." She then sent a pic of the two of them - Dave took it while he was fucking her doggie while she was sucking a huge dildo looking at a mirror. I sent a nude pic of me and anxiously waited a reply. She replied they were ready for the next step and would be downtown in one hour.
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Dave then throws two condoms down on the bed which is my cue to fuck her. I quickly pull it on, grab her hips, groan, and plunge into her wet pussy. Dave pulls her hair gently but firmly so that her face is in the air and her tits start swaying. I watch as he slides his cock down her throat and hear her give him the sloppiest BJ ever. Full on licks, lip pops, sucks his balls and fingers his ass as I fuck her harder, trying not to cum. Then I feel as if I'm going to cum and suggest we switch positions. Cindy deep throats me and Dave starts to fuck her pussy hard as all hell making her titties bounce in all directions. She looks up at me and says, "This is so fucking hot, I love it." I grab her hair with both hands and start to face fuck her good.
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"Sorry about the bed, but I told you I was a gusher," she says. I suggest we all move over to the other bed and pull her on top of me. She is so wet that my pubes are soaked immediately. Dave pushes her forward onto me not too gently and we kiss as he works his cock inside her asshole. She starts to buck wildly and again tells us how hot this is. Her pussy is so wet that my cock falls out with every thrust into her ass. I suggest we switch positions and push into her ass as Dave fucks her with that monster cock. I spank her with every thrust talking dirty to her which sends Dave off to cumming inside her. We collapse for a minute and Dave excuses himself to get a drink of water. We are all sweating profusely.
But I'm not done with Cindy yet, and lay on her missionary, spreading her legs wide and fucking her well used, stretched pussy like mad. I fall out a couple times and then decide to put my slippery hard cock into her ass, butt fucking her missionary. I think this was a first for her, since she calls Dave in to check it out. He watches and nods then leaves the bedroom to sit on the couch outside and listen.
I give it to her for another 30 minutes easily, fucking her ass and rubbing her clit. She cums again and again but my cock gets desensitized due to the rubber and I can''t cum. As she is getting wore out, she asks me what she can do to get me off? I tell her that I don't think I can cum from fucking or sucking, come sit on my face and I'll jerk myself off. She looks at me devilishly and climbs right on top, lowering her big cunt right on my face, holds my head with both hands, and slides back and forth, giving me an opportunity to lick her ass. After two minutes of this I feel my cum boiling in my nuts and explode a huge load on my stomach. She smiles, licks some up and then snowballs me! Another first.
I lay there not believing what happened as they get dressed and pack up. I email her after to check if Dave was OK with all of this and she says sure. I never hear from them again.
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By C3po
This all started around forty years ago when my wife Beth and I had dated for a few years then married. It wasn't long after we married that I introduced her to her first big realistic porn star dildo. When she first saw it she laughed and said, "That'll never fit in my pussy, are you nuts?!" But she agreed to trying and found not only did it fit but she really enjoyed it. She was amazed by how much she enjoyed it. So much so that she requested I use it on her quite a lot. She also discovered she enjoyed big cock porn, she was fascinated by it. Soon was I combining using a huge dildo on her at the same time she watched big cock porn, this led her to experience huge orgasms. She couldn't get enough. She was finally exploring her sexuality and expanding her outlook on sexual pleasure.
One night after some really hot sex I questioned her if she ever fantasized about fucking other men, especially well-hung men. She responded that of course she did, stated that most women had this fantasy, and she believed it was quite common. So I pursued it further and asked her if she wanted to try another man's cock and how much did she really desire to do it? She said that it sounded exciting and fun but she would never do anything to endanger our marriage. I said, "What if I told you that I wanted to watch you have sex with another man, one that had a really big cock. Would you then consider it?" She laughed and said she'd be game if it was something I was serious about and really wanted her to do. She said, "Come on, let's be real. It's exciting and fun to imagine it, but to really do it? Please! That's a major game changer."
So I said, "I'm very serious. I've watched the way you enjoy the dildos especially while watching big cock videos. It turns me on big time seeing how excited you get and how many times you climax from doing these two things at the same time. I want to watch you do it for real. No BS, just watching you getting slammed by a big cock would be a huge turn-on for me. So what do you really think now that you know that I'm serious and am giving you this opportunity?"
I could see her giving it some serious thought, she didn't get mad or upset at me or the idea, no resistance whatsoever to my request. The more she considered the idea the more it appeared to me that she was very intrigued with the idea and it excited her.
She started asking all kinds of questions, like wouldn't I be jealous, or think the worst of her, or what if she really enjoyed it and wanted more or didn't feel comfortable screwing another man, then what? Were there any rules and what were the consequences? Was I absolutely sure that I really wanted her to do this, because once done there was no going back!
After she finished asking everything she had concerns about I answered all her questions and we talked about the rules/boundaries we would have in place to keep it fun and exciting without any reservations or guilt. This was to make sure she fully understood my concerns and alleviate all of hers as well. It seemed she came to a decision at which point she smiled and enthusiastically said yes, she'd do it! Did I have someone special in mind she wondered? She said she had to agree to my choices for her sexual escapades or it wasn't gonna happen.
I then informed her I was thinking of Bruce. Beth squealed with glee, she admitted she has had fantasies about Bruce for some time now and I couldn't have picked a better choice for her first time. She would absolutely love to fuck Bruce. She said she was getting wet thinking about sex with him.
A few days later I met up with Bruce for an after work drink. As we enjoyed several drinks we talked a lot. Soon I steered the conversation towards my wife Beth. I asked Bruce to be honest and tell me what he thought about Beth. He admitted he thought Beth was smokin' hot. She had a killer body and was just gorgeous, always was friendly, and liked flirting with him when they were together. I asked him if he' ever had the chance would he consider having sex with her? He looked a bit concerned by my question but answered yes, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of such an opportunity. So I told him that Beth really wanted to have sex with him, and that I was okay with them hooking up. I explained that was my kink watching her get fucked by other men, it really turned me on. Bruce considered it for several minutes then said okay sure, he'd love to fuck Beth. Just give him the details when we're ready to make it happen.
When I got home I told Beth about my conversation with Bruce and what he said. She looked startled and said she couldn't believe I did that. So I asked her if what I did was so wrong and did she still want to go through with it? She excitedly said Oh hell yes she did, and no I wasn't wrong! So we made plans and set a date for Beth's first cock.
The night arrived finding Beth both excited and hot with anticipation. She was dressed to kill showing off her sexy body wearing no underwear. When Bruce knocked on the door I answered it and escorted him into our house. Beth entered the living room and gave Bruce a big hug pressing her chest and pelvis into him and then kissed him on the lips. Bruce kissed her back and he sat down pulling her on to his lap. Nether one of them wasted any time, tongues going everywhere, hands exploring and groping each other, clothes coming off. Soon they were both naked and Beth got a pleasant surprise, Bruce was very well hung. She giggled with delight.
Beth took Bruce's hand and led him to our bed. She pushed him down on the bed and went to work on Bruce's big cock giving him an enthusiastic blow job. After a while Bruce flipped Beth on her back and went to work on her pussy and clit. Beth orgasmed in minutes, fully enjoying Bruce's skilled tongue. I stood in the background watching the show.
Soon Bruce moved into position between Beth's legs. As he rubbed his cock against Beth's open pussy and clit she responded with loud moans and started pressing her pussy against Bruce's cock. As he slid his huge cock into Beth's pussy she had a big climax. As he went deeper he increased his speed and Beth climaxed again. She was enthralled with his big cock pumping her pussy, she was moving her hips and swearing, telling him his cock felt so good. She looked over at me and said she loved how good his big cock felt inside her. She told Bruce to stretch her pussy good, to fuck her hard. She was in sexual ecstasy, a place she'd never been before. Her facial expressions showed pure bliss and the sounds she was making were hot as hell. I never seen her so turned on, she must of had a dozen orgasms, many of which were huge.
They fucked each other hard for a good twenty minutes then Bruce erupted into Beth's pussy, filling her with his cum. This gave Beth another climax. Afterwards he laid on Beth for a minute then rolled off her. He'd destroyed her pussy, it gaped open with his cum dripping out of her. They kissed and he got up to dress while Beth laid there spent. She looked at me and smiled big time. She said, "Your turn!", so I took sloppy seconds and enjoyed it beyond belief. Bruce watched us have sex then commented that watching real sex was so much hotter than any porno ever could be. He understood my enjoyment of watching my wife fuck other men. He said he'd like to do it again and Beth was all for it. So they made plans to hook up again. Then Bruce left.
Beth and I talked about how well things went, and how she wasn't prepared for how much she enjoyed his big cock. It was mind boggling! She thanked me profusely for asking her to do this, the opportunity to experience such awesome sex. She says she'll never be the same again and is looking forward to more big cock sex. So our new lifestyle began.
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By Falcon88
My wife and I have been together for almost 25 years. Through out the years sex has been fantastic. No complaints on either side. We are very faithful and never cheated on each other.
Then one day two years ago we were having a few drinks and watching porn. We watch all kinds of porn. That night we were watching some really good gangbangs. Curiously, I turn to my wife and asked her if she ever thought about swinging and group sex. If it ever crossed her mind. Surprisingly, she looked at me and said she’s been thinking about it for while. So we ended up talking about swinging and group sex for hours. We got online and read stories on experiences about swinging and group sex. The pros and cons. It turned me on taking about it but at the same time I got a crazy feeling in my stomach. Nerves I guess.
So to make a very long story short we ended up having an open marriage and took up swinging. We both decided to have (safe) sex with other people until we felt comfortable on having our first group sex. All this took very long planning and preparing, especially mentally.
Finally last November we planned out her first group sex. We carefully selected three familiar friends to join in the fun. Of course they decided to do it and agreed on our rules.
So, it finally happened that November night. I really enjoyed watching my wife get screwed by more than one man. She had the time of her life. She had multiple orgasms one after another. The crazy feeling never left my stomach but I really enjoyed watching though. After the guys left we kicked back and talked about our experience. Then we go back about agreeing on what we’re doing and never to do it without the other knowing. We keep an oath of trust. Every time we have a date with someone we let each other know. It’s always planned out days in advance so it will never interfere with our personal lives. We have a great understanding.
Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
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