It was a Saturday in February, a couple of years ago, and my wife Claire and I were at a resort in Loreto, Mexico, on our first vacation since our second son was born. We had gone there with a group of about fifteen couples organized by a swingers organization.
I love my wife. I also find her extremely attractive - even at the grand old age of 40 and after a dozen years of marriage. Claire is a classic peaches and cream beauty, with shoulder-length nearly-auburn hair, chestnut colored eyes, and lips the same dark red rose color of her nipples. As for her body, she's got nice everything, with everything in proportion. Neither of us are as skinny as we once were, but she really is still a beauty, and routinely catches the eye of surfer guys in their 20's.
Unfortunately, for the last ten years of our marriage - since a couple of years before our first child showed up - our erotic life has not been what I wished it were. I instigate. Sometimes she acquiesces. It's a tender moment while disposing of a biological need. It isn't an erotic adventure. She is a 'good girl' who isn't even comfortable talking about sex outside the margins, let alone going there. In the past, I had girlfriends who were into all sort of things: ropes, outdoor sex, rape fantasies, public sex, other women (lots of those), and so on. They had enthusiasm. But I didn't want to be married to any of them.
Over the last decade, I've tried all sorts of things to raise our sexual amperage. Nothing worked. The only reason I didn't just give up is that Claire has one strong, recurring fantasy: multiple men. That's close enough my own idea of a pleasant evening: multiple women.
So actually trying it was my idea. We had discussed the idea of sex with other people off and on for a couple of years, but Claire would run hot and cold on the subject. Sometimes, she was clearly turned on by the idea, and she would run our minds over possible partners with relish before having a better than average session together. We even visited a couple of swing clubs as observers only. Other times I would broach the subject, and she would bite my nose off, as though it was suddenly sinful, embarrassing, or distasteful. I could never predict what her mood would be. Naturally, I brought it up less and less.
But then a few months ago, late one night in our hot tub after a party, naked with some friends, she was groped by a guy almost half her age - and liked it. I figured it out when I put my arm around her (underwater) and found this other guy's hand there. She was obviously perfectly happy, chatting away, sitting close to him, so after pushing my dropped jaw back into place I gave her some room. She put her arm around him a bit later, but that was it (she wouldn't let him get his fingers to her pussy, which is where he was headed, of course). Later that night, when we were in bed alone, she said the only reason she didn't let him have his way was that she didn't know how I would feel about it. So I told her. Not only wasn't I jealous (surprise), seeing her turned on turned me on. The bottom line: anything is fine by me, as long as she wants it, and I'm present. She was-shall we say-intrigued with the possibilities. Our sex life sang for the next couple of weeks.
But then it got quiet again. And quieter. And we were back to tender moments while disposing of a biological need-infrequently. I had to do something. So I pushed, and she came to Mexico.
So we went on this trip to Loreto, Mexico.
As our plane descended into Loreto, Claire began to cry in pain. She was over a bad case of the flu and her ears wouldn't clear. Not a good start.
On the bus coming in, we checked out the rest of the couples in our tour group. Most were older than we are and none were anyone we could imagine getting intimate with. We did the psychological equivalent of circling the wagons and kept to ourselves. Also not a good start.
The resort itself was a pleasant collection of two-story dorm-like buildings spread out along a beach with a big pool in the middle. The whole place can accommodate maybe 250 people, and it was fairly full with regular tourists. Our little group of 30 or so sex fiends was isolated in a wing at the far southern edge of the complex, near the nude beach and clothing-optional Jacuzzi. Our room was on the second floor, overlooking the nude beach and the Sea of Cortez beyond. The room itself was fine; simple and clean. It had a king-sized bed, a television, and a modern bathroom.
The wind blew hard that week, making fishing and diving impossible, leaving us with little to do but ride around in a rented jeep and sunbathe at the nude beach. The group we came with more or less hung out together, headquartered at our own bar between the nude beach and the huge Jacuzzi. Claire's flu hung on, however, and she was usually back in the room, trying to sleep. The trip wasn't looking like a winner on any front.
At dinner the first night we did talk to one couple. Steve and Mary were 50 and 47, respectively. Steve, who was about my size and in about the same reasonably okay shape (for a couple of guys who work behind desks), is a management consultant with a Roman nose and a cheerfully lecherous attitude. As we talked, his eyes tracked each of the pretty young Mexican waitresses in their comings and goings. Mary is a blue-eyed blonde, curly hair, and pleasant. She works as a middle manager for a large technology company.
But sexual adventure wasn't on the menu. Claire and I made love with each other several times a day, between Claire's naps, and we continued to check out the other couples and idly consider the possibilities.
The day before we were to leave Claire's attitude towards extracurricular sex went cold again. At dinner, she said she didn't want anything to do with sex with other people - no matter what her fantasies were - because it just wasn't right. The fearful, obedient, good little girl had suddenly emerged again.
What I heard was that the last, best fantasy was being outlawed, and our sex life was forever going to stay within her margins. I just wouldn't be able to do that. It meant affairs and deception. It meant anger. It meant - sooner or later - divorce. But wasn't going to force Claire to do anything.
The next morning, our last full day in Mexico, we rented a jeep and drove down the coast to a village called Puerto Escondido. It was a grim ride. Back at the hotel, I told her I wouldn't bring up anything out of the ordinary again if that's what she wanted, but I thought she was making a mistake, and I told her why. Then I went for a run. When I came back, she was taking a nap. I showered, picked up a book, went down to the cabana bar and ordered a double vodka on the rocks, and then went out onto the nude beach to read. Five minutes later I ordered a second double vodka.
About 2:00 I was laying on a chaise lounge half-shaded by an umbrella, naked, reading, when Claire came out and joined me. She dropped her sarong and positioned her recliner in the sun, a little sideways to me.
I was still depressed, but not so much that I didn't notice how pretty she is. I also saw that she had missed a spot with the sunscreen on the side of her left breast. A patch the size of a stamp was looking too red. She started reading. I ordered my third vodka and went back to my book.
A few minutes later Steve came over. He was drinking a beer and, like everyone else on that part of the sand, was naked except for his sunglasses. We three began talking, mostly about his career. Claire had once considered a career as a management consultant herself and Steve happily went into details on some of his projects. His wife Mary, he said, was off on a whale-watching trip on the other side of the peninsula.
During this conversation, an interesting thing began to happen. Claire was clearly interested in both the conversation and in Steve. He was getting subtle signs of welcome and squatted down at the foot of her recliner. Claire said something about the sand being hard on her feet, which was his cue to put down his beer and give her a foot massage while we talked. At first, Claire was tense. I could see the big muscle in her thigh. This near stranger was, after all, right there at her feet, in the bright sunshine, looking up between her legs at god knows what. But he chatted on and rubbed on, and soon her legs began to relax. Then they relaxed a little more. Then I remembered that our young friend in the hot tub had started by massaging her feet.
I got up to get us another round. I brought him a beer, while I switched to water. Claire told me later that when I left Steve had asked us about our experience in the Lifestyle. She told him it was basically none.
I was back in a few minutes and retook my seat. I noticed Claire seemed very relaxed. Her legs were open enough that if he hadn't been able to see her pussy lips before, he certainly could now. His hands occasionally slid up her calves toward her thighs. She told me later, "He could have reached up and fondled me right there, and I would have liked it."
I suddenly found myself looking at Steve a little more closely, and maybe a little more competitively. For a guy his age, he was in excellent shape. Fleshier around the waist than I am, just as hairy (but "fluffier"), and while his soft cock was fatter than mine, mine was longer. All very male, I'm sure. In any case, squatting at the feet of my wife as he was, the tip of his cock had gotten covered with sand.
At one point Claire got up and went to the bathroom. While she was gone, I told Steve about her running hot and cold on the idea, but that it seemed pretty clear to me that he was the right guy at the right time. I told him he had to take it easy and back off if she got uncomfortable.
She came back, laid down to resume her foot massage, and I went for more water. While I was gone he filled her in on our conversation. (She told me later that she didn't like the idea of us "conspiring").
When I came back, Steve was working upward, passing her calf occasionally, on the way to her inner thighs. We talked for a minute or two more, but then I sensed it was time to make a move. Either way, it was going to be all right. I announced I was heading back to the room and asked Claire if she wanted to invite Steve to join us. She actually gulped, but gave us both a nervous, unsteady grin and said, "I guess so. I'm scared."
Steve laughed and said he couldn't go anywhere. He pointed to his cock, which had gotten semi-hard all of a sudden and he didn't want to walk across the beach like that.
I told Claire it was entirely up to her, and that'd I'd go back to the room and let them decide. I got up, picked up my book and towel, and headed back.
A maid had just gotten to our room and had the towels in a pile by the door. She was a beautiful young woman by the way, and I didn't miss the irony of finding a beautiful woman in our room, given the scenario outside. I was also feeling we were one woman short, but this wasn't the time.
I crossed over to the window to see if I could see Claire and Steve on the beach. They were gone. Had they gone to his room without me? No, they were probably on their way back here. I hustled the maid out of the room as Claire came in.
Claire was wearing her sarong, looking excited and nervous, but all smiles. It was her "sly, guilty, but having fun" look. I loved it.
"We're going to have a visitor in a few minutes, " she said.
I went to pee, came back out, drew the shade partly, and turned the TV on to a Carole King infomercial, which would play her songs in the background for the duration. Claire said she wanted a drink and found a small bottle of Mexican liqueur, which we called "Fat Lady" because that was how the bottle was shaped. She read the label to me. It claimed the liquor was an aphrodisiac.
Steve knocked and came in, wearing only a bathing suit. The three of us were standing at the foot of the bed, Claire and he on other side of me. There was very little preamble.
"Well, if we're going to do it...," Claire said, and Steve and I helped her off with her sarong. Not that it took much helping.
Steve dropped his shorts.
Claire's shyness dropped away also.
"Well, I know what I want to do first," she said, and she bent over and took his dick into her mouth.
Steve sat at the foot of the bed, and Claire took him deeper into her mouth, cupping his balls in one hand, his ass in her other. In seconds he was fully hard, and she threw herself into her work. He moved farther up on the bed, and she got up on it too, kneeling as she sucked him, her butt toward me.
As she ate him, I massaged her hips and ass from behind, gently working up between her thighs. I found her thoroughly wet, her pussy dripping and open. She spread her legs apart, and her lips seemed to suck my fingers inside. She made a wonderful little noise when I reached her clit. She pressed her hand down on top of mind, hard, pushing my fingers deeper into her. She was as turned on as I had ever seen her.
All of this was a relief. I knew that she had started this for my benefit. But it apparently wasn't all for my benefit. She was, in fact, going at Steve's cock with a degree of enthusiasm that really surprised me. She also looked incredibly damn sexy, and it turned me on.
Steve said it was her turn, and she got up on the bed and laid down on her back, propped up on her elbows, watching him as he moved down to eat her. She sighed when his mouth made contact, and then when his hands reached up to hold her hips. She relaxed and lay back on the pillows, her hands on his head, tentatively.
"Ahh," she moaned, "there's nothing like penetration."
"That means she wants a finger in her," I said, trying to be helpful.
"He's already there," Claire said.
What I couldn't see was that he had worked his fingers up into her. I felt a little silly.
Steve ate her for a while, while I worked on any parts that were otherwise unoccupied. I was almost, but not entirely, out of the picture for her. I was surprised at how much she was into the touching and kissing and stroking with him - the softer, romantic stuff one does more of with a new lover. She would compliment him on his cock, or his technique. He would admire her breasts, stroking them, sucking on them, talking about her "world class nipples." She kept a certain blissfully erotic look on her face that I love.
I had to pee again and got up. I took longer than usual because I had to wait for my penis to get soft enough for my bladder to release.
When I got back, she was she blowing him. I was hard again and lay down behind her. She raised a leg so that I could slip my cock between her thighs, but not quite in her. After a few more pumps with her hand and mouth, she pulled away from his cock to give me a kiss. She caught herself and stopped to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand first, apologizing with a laugh for being sloppy.
We moved around again, and Steve asked if he could come into her. She said yes, and asked me to get a rubber out of a small blue felt bag we had brought with us. We were using rubbers ourselves because Claire wasn't on any other birth control at the time. But we had agreed, if we ever did something like this, to use them, regardless.
Claire got the little foil packet and opened it. He lay back on his side.
"There's only one rule," she said to him, "no coming inside, even with the rubber."
He asked why.
"So at least I can keep up the pretext of being faithful," she said.
He laughed and agreed.
Claire and I had also talked in the past, when contemplating another couple, about a "no cock in pussy" rule. It was her idea, not mine, and supposedly the same reason. I noticed she didn't bring up that one.
He moved closer to her and Claire opened the rubber foil and tried to roll it onto him, but the process took too long, and he began to get soft, making it more difficult to get the slippery thing on him. He rested on his side, and she started using her hand on him, saying, "Don't you come too early!"
I thought he had come in her hand, but apparently not. Finally, the rubber was on.
One of us - I can't remember who - brought up her fantasy of double entry, that is, taking one cock in her pussy, the other up her ass. We had KY jelly in that little blue bag also.
After some discussion, we decided he would lie on his back, she would lower herself on his cock, and I would enter her from behind. She and I got up as he rolled onto his back. She then climbed over him, straddling his hips, and started to lower herself onto him. But it wouldn't go in, and in a second or two, he was too soft to keep trying. (Months later, she said she regretted that we hadn't been able to do the double penetration. "There we were, and he couldn't get it up!" she said. "It's like being at the Taj Mahal on the night of a full moon, and having it overcast," she said.)
He took off the rubber and said he wanted to watch us for a while. So she rolled off him onto the bed, the two of them facing each other, while I lay down behind her and slid my cock into her pussy from behind. I pumped her slowly, reaching around to finger her clitoris. In the meantime, her hand was between his legs, holding his cock and balls while they kissed. They kissed while I fucked her and fingered her, and she played with this cock. We went on that way for quite a while. He got hard again.
It finally dawned on me that I was hogging her, and said so, pulled out and got up to pee again. As I left, she moved down his chest and his stomach and went back to sucking his cock.
I came back, and we went through a number of low-key permutations, with several ebbs and flows. He offered to leave us alone, twice, just being polite and sensitive, but Claire was in no hurry.
"No one has come yet," she said the second time. She was right. We had been pleasantly not goal-oriented. But we rallied and focused, and I decided she would be first.
I rolled Claire on her back and moved down between her legs and began eating her. Steve lay down on her left, kissing her breasts, and her hand went to his soft cock, inches from my eyes. As I tongued her clit and dragged my fingers in and out between her very swollen and wet lips, she pumped him faster with her hand. He was getting hard again. He moved up a bit and began kissing her. She started to make her "I'm about to come noises," and he pulled back to watch her, her eyes closed, her face going into the orgasmic grimace. She pumped harder on his cock, now fully inflated, and I closed my eyes, not wanting to get a load in them if he came.
But Claire came first. It was a good one, she said later, but not earthshaking. (Or did she downplay it for my benefit? She also said, with awe - at herself, I suppose -- "He got to see me come.")
I got up to pee. Again. While I was gone, waiting for my hard-on to subside, Claire asked Steve what she could do for him. He said he wanted to fuck her.)
When I got back, they were fucking in basic missionary position. He was on top, resting on his elbows, kissing her. Her legs were up high, almost straight up, as he gently pounded away. I could see all this from the foot of the bed. I could see his sheathed cock sliding in and out of her, and I could hear her making those wonderful animal noises again.
Thinking of the double penetration thing again, I slipped the tip of my finger into her asshole. She jumped. "It's me," I said, but it this was their moment, and I backed off, not wanting to distract her.
The Carole King infomercial was still on the television behind me. I had an odd few moments where I felt compelled to watch the tv. I would turn to look at Claire and Steve fucking, from up between their legs, then switch back to the television. I couldn't help myself. It was weird. Maybe it was my brain's way of dealing with overload.
(I also forgot we had a camera on the dresser next to the television. Claire later said, "Hmmm. Someone was taking pictures. THAT would have been interesting.")
But my distraction didn't last long. I moved around to the top of the bed, watching him on top of her, most of the weight still on his arms, her legs still up high, rocking back and forth under the pressure of his fucking. His eyes were open, looking into her face. Her eyes are closed. She looked blissful, like she was riding a horse in a dream.
"Can I break the rule?" he asked. He meant about not coming in her. She didn't answer right away. I thought she was thinking about how I would feel about it.
I wanted her to know it was up to her and spoke up. "No problem ... as far as I was concerned."
"Go for it," she said to him. (Later I told her I was surprised how easily she abandoned her last rule. "At that point," she said, "what's the point?" She couldn't even remember who put the second rubber on, or even that there was a second rubber. "I probably did," she said, "he wasn't inclined to use one.")
He began to pump harder, and she arched upward into him with every thrust. He picked up the pace even more, and she laid back down, eyes closed, looking like she is coming again herself. Pain, delight, transport. I thought for a minute she was, in fact, coming again. He gave one last thrust with a moan, held motionless for three seconds, and then lowered himself down onto her. She put her arms around him, her hands on the back of his head. She had her legs around him too, and locked her ankles together, pulling him into her.
He pulled out and rolled off to the side, and she rolled to face him. I slipped into her from the back. He had been out of her maybe fifteen seconds. She felt tighter. I noticed she was tight. She felt somehow different, I thought, and it wasn't just my imagination, but it wasn't a problem. I came.
We lay there together for a few minutes. Claire was suddenly sleepy. Steve said he could stay all night, but said he would see us later. He kissed her and got up to leave. She sat up and gave the head of his softening cock a parting kiss. We agreed to meet later at the hotel's nightclub.
After Steve left, Claire wanted to clean up the "refuse," as she put it, before taking her nap. I noticed she saved the now-empty little Fat Lady bottle. She then crawled into bed, already half asleep. We kissed long and very sweetly. I asked her how she felt, and she smiled and said "great. It was great." I tucked her in, kissed her again, and went out to finish my book by the Jacuzzi.
It was a full moon that night. Claire had napped, we'd had a light dinner, and we were headed over to the nightclub. Claire was dressed in a fetching short black shirt and a red leather jacket, with only a black silk blouse on underneath. No bra, either, which for her was unusual. I thought she looked incredibly sexy.
The nightclub was in a sort of high-tech concrete bunker. It was basically a disco, with a disk jockey queuing records. Most if not all of the group we had come with were in there. Steve was there, dancing with a blonde woman at the far end of the dance floor. I looked at Claire's face as we found a seat. She was watching him.
"Feeling jealous?" I asked.
She admitted she was, a little. She said, mocking herself, that she wanted to feel special. She asked me how many other women I thought he had been with. I assumed she meant over time and started to calculate. She stopped me and said she meant just this weekend. I said she had probably been the only one that day. Perhaps there had been one or two others earlier in the trip.
We were invited to go sit with others from our group, and we did. This was the first time we'd talked to most of them. They said they'd known about the "poor sick woman" who had barely made an appearance. A couple of the men were obviously interested in helping Claire make up for lost time.
But Claire's eyes were on a young Mexican guy, one of the resort employees, who was dancing with some of the women. Claire wanted him. Even when she danced with Steve, I could see her watching the young guy.
The Mexican guy was dancing with a tall blonde at one point when Claire talked me into cutting in. I took the blonde and Claire got her dance. And then another. Her confidence was high, and she looked great. I made a mental note to buy my wife sexier dresses and better jackets. When a woman glows like she was, you want to show it off.
The blonde's name was Karma, and my duty was not unpleasant. She claimed to be a grandmother, but even Claire commented on how pretty she was. She was also a sweetheart, and I regretted not having met her earlier.
Outside at the end of the evening, I talked to Mary, Steve's wife. I asked her why Steve hadn't gone whale watching, and she answered saying he had told her about the afternoon, and that it was terrific. But she said it could have been better. I asked how.
"If I had been there, of course," she said with a smile.
"Maybe not," I said. "Maybe it was easier for Claire to be the center of attention the first time, and not have to deal with jealousy on top of everything else."
Mary gave me a little hug, and said, "Yeah, but next time it will be different."
We met up with Steve and Mary the next morning for a paddle in the hotel's kayaks. On the way to meet them at the beach, Claire asked me if it would be impolite to skip the paddling and just ask them to fuck. But we didn't fuck, we paddled. Afterward, Claire prompted me again to ask Steve if he and Mary wanted an "encounter" before we got on the bus to the airport.
"Claire likes to play," Steve answered, "and there just isn't time."
As it was, we were late to the bus anyway. The Mexican boy from the night before waved to Claire on our way out.
On the flight home, Claire said she was sorry I had thrown away the list of attendees because she wanted to match the people with the faces. She was into it. We agreed that a woman named Pam, who I don't think we talked to at all, was the cutest. Claire said she could see us "tangling" with her.
Later, echoing my conversation with Mary, Claire pointed out how convenient it was that the most suitable man's wife happened to be whale watching that afternoon. Claire said she was not sure she would be as "unjealous," when my turn came. Said she definitely owed me one, but she isn't sure she can handle it, watching me "pounding into a beautiful woman." I suggested she be right there next to me-or not-or I could come in her first. She was unconvinced. She said she should have thanked Mary for her generosity.
Claire actually apologized to me sometime later, for focusing on Steve. He was the new one, after all, but she was always aware of me. I told her I understood. It was fine. But my turn would come, I reminded her.
Claire said that while Steve wasn't unattractive, she wouldn't have looked at him twice on the street. But it was nice to have a chance to compare us two men.
"His head was so much smaller," she said. I was surprised, but then she clarified that she meant his cranium, not his cock head.
She ruminated out loud on our respective penises, coming to the conclusion that when we were soft, his was fatter. When we were hard, mine was longer.
She asked me if it would have been more difficult for me if the other guy had been a young hardbody? I told her I didn't think so. The kick for me was getting and seeing her turned on.
She thought she had to tell me that Steve wasn't a threat. That's nice.
I asked Claire if she was going to tell her best friend, Joan, about our menage a trois. She said no, she wouldn't. She made me promise not to tell anyone either, "out of pride, or whatever." I told her it wasn't something that I wanted to have to explain.
The night we got home, Sunday, I noticed the empty little Fat Lady bottle on Claire's bureau. We made love, and I came twice, in the same rubber. She took a long time to come, but when she did it was a big one - a sheet grabbing, top-of-the-lungs, fuck-me-harder orgasm.
One thing we noticed was how much semen I was producing. Gallons of it with each blast, comparatively. We figured it was nature's way, given the mock biological challenge, of making sure that my seed prevailed.
At work the next day, images from the afternoon in Mexico would pop into my head at every spare moment. It was like having drug flashbacks. It was pleasant. I came home and told Claire and asked her if she were getting the same flashbacks.
"I'm looking ahead," she said, with a confident grin. "I feel like I could fuck any guy in the world, and I want to. There is a whole new universe opening up."
On another occasion (as we talked in bed, before or after making love - we made love a lot in the weeks after the trip), she mentioned her disappointment in not being able to try double entry.
"Well, something to look forward to next time," she said.
I asked her how she felt about our "main rule," which is her not fucking without me present. Was it still in effect? No answer. I had to ask her twice before I got an answer. I suspect she would have liked time alone with Steve.
We talked about inviting them up to our house (they live a hundred miles south). Mary and I could go going diving, I said, and Claire added, "...and Steve and I could stay home and ..."
If Claire and let go of some rules, I suppose I can too.
On another occasion, talking about a visit with them, Claire said she imagined just hanging out around their house (theirs is kid-less, ours is not), taking showers together, making love leisurely when we felt like it. That sort of relaxed, unhurried weekend sounded pretty good to me too.
Several weeks after our return the intensity began to fade, and our regular lives started to impose themselves. One night about this time we had just gotten into bed when Claire said she wanted to "talk about the activities."
My first thought is that she had slid back into "cold mode" and was now starting to regret the sortie. I thought I was going to get the "it was interesting, but I never want to do it again" speech.
Hardly.
She wanted to talk about the next event. We talked about the clubs we could visit, and how a face-to-face meeting was preferable to trying to find compatible people over the web or by ads, and so forth.
She wanted more.
But not too much. We agreed that there was such a thing as going overboard. And we certainly didn't want to think of ourselves as "swingers" or being "in the lifestyle," given the baggage those terms carry. A couple of adventures a year would be fine. Maybe three. Or four. We'd know.
Once or twice I was surprised by her new-found confidence about sex, and her willingness to explore it. It was a remarkable transformation. I told her so.
"You let the genie out of the bottle," she said, smiling mischievously.
Later that evening she went to a woman's group meeting and told me later that she told them "carpe diem" was the only way to live.
There was something to that genie comment. I may have instigated the adventure, but she ran with it. I have never seen her so strong and confident or felt her so much out of my influence or less dependent on me. It was absolutely wonderful. I respected her in a way I hadn't since we'd been married. I was proud of her. I also found her incredibly attractive.
It's been four months, and kids, work, and lack of sleep continue to have their effect on our love life. But I am still living with the wife and partner I had always wanted. She is still more powerful, confident, and passionate than she ever was before. The Mexican adventure was a good thing.
I told her I was going to write this down before we forget the details.
"Maybe YOU will forget the details, she said, "I won't."
But I wrote it down anyway.
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Eventually we agreed to spend 4th of July together and they had agreed that night would be the night. She had told him not to wear any underwear and he asked the same of her. They both had requested shaved body parts so it was fun shaving her for her hot night of sex.
The day came and we went out to his area which was about 30 minutes away from us. We went to see the fireworks and afterwards it was agreed we would spend the night at his house so we wouldn’t have to drink and drive.
After drinking for a few hours and heavy flirting and touching I took my wife and kissed her and started rubbing her tits and pussy. She was on fire! I could feel the heat through her shorts.
After I worked her up completely I turned her around and nudged her over to our friend. She was flushed, breathing heavy and very hot. She went over to him and they started kissing. They kissed and groped each other for several minutes until we decided to head to his bedroom.
Once in the bedroom the clothes started coming off with him striping her completely, loving that she didn’t have any panties on as he had asked and sucking her tits and rubbing her pussy the entire time. She did something I had asked her to do which was to drop to her knees and undo his pants. She opened his pants to find his cock already hard and no underwear as she pulled them down all in one stroke.
She then started to lick his cock from the base to the head, never putting it in her mouth. She then licked his balls and stroked is cock while again licking the shaft and sucking on it without putting the head into her mouth.
When he started to leak pre-cum, she did something that was so hot - she milked his cock ‘til a big drop of pre-cum was sitting at the top of his head. She then licked it off and tasted it, then she swallowed his cock whole. We both almost came when she did that and I was just watching.
He told her after a few minutes that he was going to cum if she kept it up. It had been something I really wanted to see and had asked her to let him cum in her mouth so she just continued jerking him off with just the head of his cock in her mouth. Knowing my wife had developed a love for cock I knew too well and there was no way he could last. After a minute he started to cum in her mouth with a fury. His face was red, his muscles flexing, his balls pulled up as far as they could go and clenching his ass while shooting his cum in her mouth. He held her head and she just kept on sucking his cock. When he calmed down she opened her mouth to me to show me his cum, then she swallowed and put his cock back in her mouth.
She kept sucking his cock for several minutes. I almost thought he was going to cum again but his cock finally did go flaccid. Once she knew he was dry, she pulled it out and his cock was clean as a whistle. She was so proud and so was I actually that my wife was that hot and that fucking good.
Then our friend pulled her up and laid her on his bed. He told her how fucking amazing she was and that was the best blowjob he has ever had in his entire life (to this day he still claims she is the best woman he has been with in bed). They kissed for a bit and then he started going down on her, starting with her tits and sucking on her nipples. They were so hard and tight is was amazing to see.
She gestured me over just as our friend started to eat her pussy. He was licking her entire pussy from her ass to her clit. She was going crazy with arousal. She pulled me into her mouth and I was soon enjoying one of her awesome blowjobs.
Our friend continued sucking her and fingering her G-spot until she came furiously and pulled his face, head into her and held him there until she was done. Even while she was orgasming she never let go of my cock and continued sucking even harder. I knew it was a long night so I just let her enjoy having me cum in her mouth too. After a few more seconds of her sucking me and her orgasm was passing I let loose and filled her mouth with my juice which she took without missing a beat. That actually turned her on even more, having two men cum in her mouth in the same night several minutes apart while she was having an orgasm of her own that it triggered another orgasm. Wow!
At that point our friend was hard again and moved up to my wife. She took his cock and made sure he was fully erect before telling him to fuck her.
We were all on his king-sized bed when she pulled him up towards her and they began kissing very passionately. She was so wet he slipped right in without any effort at all. And just like that he was buried balls deep into my wife once again but only this time there was zero apprehension on anyone’s part and it was all in for the three of us. He kept going in and out of her slowly at first making sure his cock was almost all the way out and then would push it all the way in. She was so wet the noises coming from her pussy were incredible.
After a few minutes she started on her third orgasm of the night. I was kissing her and sucking on her nipples which really built her up to a big one. She then yelled at him to fuck her faster as she was cumming. He didn’t need his arm twisted and really started going fast in and out of her. The sight of his cock coming and going from her pussy was awesome, a sight that is so intoxicating and arousing few words can describe.
All of a sudden she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her as she ground her pussy onto his cock and came violently. Moaning “yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, don’t stop” and he continued until she was done with her (fourth) orgasm.
They lay together kissing and him still inside of her, slowing moving again, there was no doubt in my mind now that they really felt something more than lust for each other. It was so hot watching my beautiful make love to another man, my best friend, our best friend, and feeling no jealousy at all. How they kissed each other, touched each other and fucked each other was out of a movie.
Their movements started getting quicker and harder and then she did what to this day gets me hard as a rock, she told him she was about to cum again but wanted him to cum with her and inside of her. She said, “I’m cumming, cum with me and in me, I want to feel your cock fill me and I want to feel your cum.” That pushed him over the edge and she along with him. They were frantic and animal like, just pounding away with a sense of urgency like it was now or never. They both exploded together and he came in my wife once again and she had a 5th orgasm and gushed all over his cock.
I was in bed next to them and it was amazing to watch and participate to some extent but mostly watch. When he dismounted her she reached down and took him into her mouth and cleaned him up entirely not leaving a trace of their combined juices.
He was spent for the time being, I was hard as a rock, and she was somewhere in between. She reached over and stroked my cock while we all talked a bit about how hot that was and we shouldn’t have waited so much to do it again. I was rubbing her pussy and clit while we were talking and she was getting hot again, although I don’t think she ever cooled down, just needed a break.
She turned to me and kissed me and said, "Please fuck me, I really need you inside of me right now," and with that she pushed me on my back and got on top of me riding me with newfound passion and energy. She was going crazy and came very quickly.
As I had already cum I usually take a long time for my second cum so I continued to fuck her nice and slow like she likes it after an orgasm. We then changed positions and I took her doggie style pushing her towards my friend on purpose. She not being so innocent at this stage got the message fast and inched closer to his cock. She took him in her mouth while I fucked from behind. I was very aroused, watching my wife blow my best friend, having him cum in her mouth, she swallowing his cum, then mine while he ate her out. The entire evening had me going crazy at this point and when she started cumming again I couldn’t hold back and flooded her pussy with my cum.
She was spent, I was too for the time being, and he was getting hard again….she laughed and said she needed a break or would be dead from so much cock. She was also full and leaking both of our cum. It was very hot. She did clean me up and made sure my cock was completely dry of cum.
We took a break and had another drink, a cigarette, and chilled for a bit. We took turns kissing my wife and playing with her tits, ass, and pussy. She took turns stroking us but not enough to get us going yet but it was fun just being naked and so close. Seeing my best friend naked, well it happened the first time but this time we were just hanging out and his cock was out in the open as was mine and my naked wife playing with our cocks was amazing and intoxicating. It was so surreal that after the crazy sex we had just had we could just be so normal again. That’s when I realized that she did like this and she felt very comfortable with him, me, us that she also had a crush if not more for my friend.
I brought up how natural this was and how cool and comfortable we all were. I also did thank him for always respecting her after the first time and never stepping over the line. I suggested we should keep this going as long as we all want but with no expectations other than when my wife requests it. If he would be willing to play with us moving forward when she/us decided to invite him to join us.
The answer was one I knew already which was of course!! She said she didn’t want to make it a habit but a few times a year, maybe once a quarter would be fun, of course if he ever was desperate to let her know, she preferred to take care of him instead of him risking his and our health with some stranger. We all got a laugh out of that.
He then said that after tonight he would be super horny for a while and might need a few times a week until he was able to calm down. She looked at him, then at me, then back to him and said she would be too after tonight so no problem at all and we should all enjoy it and get it out of our system to something manageable as she had suggested.
She then looked at me and said, “So you’re ok if I use our friend sexually anytime I want huh?” I laughed and said, “I told you that you can”. She kissed me and then said she would only do it together and as a threesome, never alone, and wanted to make sure he understood that as well. That this was fun but an addition to us and not about an affair. He agreed and said it would be hard but would do his best not to develop feelings for her. She told him it would be hard for her too since he was the only man to have other than me, her husband. They kissed and she stroked his cock until it got hard again, then she dropped to her knees and started blowing him.
She was so aroused to know she could now fuck him whenever, wherever for however long she wanted to and didn’t have to end it anytime for the foreseeable future that her pussy juice was running down her leg. Well, it was a combination of her juice with our cum.
She got up and took him by his cock and walked him back into his bedroom. She turned and said, “Are you coming?”
We went back to his bedroom and we all got on the bed. We took turns kissing her, playing with her nipples and going down on her. She took both of our cocks in her mouth at the same time while rubbing them together, it was hot to look at but kind of weird at first feeling our cocks rub. I went down on her as she sucked his cock, licking the shaft and sucking the head. She took his balls into her mouth and licked them up good.
She came one more time from me eating her pussy. She asked me if I wanted to fuck her because she needed a cock in her asap. I get her every night, so I told him to give her cock, tonight was all about my wife and her pleasure. She doesn’t get to fuck someone new everyday so she deserved to enjoy it completely.
He buried his cock in her in one stroke and started fucking her nice and slow. I went over and kissed my wife and played with her tits while she was being fucked by our friend. It was amazing, we both watched as our friend was fucking her and we were kissing and making love, only it was his cock in her and not mine. Truly mind boggling. We both looked at his cock as it went in and out of her pussy and then he came again flooding her completely, she was close but still needed more to get there so were traded places and I pounded her like there was no tomorrow, she cleaned him up again while we were fucking. And as we started to cum together she locked into a very deep kiss and I could taste the both of them. The taste and smell was insane and caused my orgasm to be that much stronger. The feeling of her fresh fucked pussy filled with cum, his cum, was also a wild and crazy feeling but a great one.
We crashed out on his bed and fell asleep. We woke each other up during the night, I was fucking her or he was fucking her, but she got fucked all night. She says she lost count of how many times she came after 10 orgasms that night. In the morning she was a mess, all fucked out as we were. We all had cum everywhere, literally everywhere, all over our bodies but especially her. It was in her hair, face, tits, pussy, ass and legs.
It was past noon so we went to the kitchen and my wife made us all breakfast. We discussed last night again and we all still agreed on the terms and were very happy with our agreement, he thanked me profusely for sharing my wife with him. I told him we had to leave soon but if he wanted her again, he better hurry up and take her into the shower and kill two birds with one stone. It was funny, they both looked at me and she took his hand and off they went. He later confided in me and told me he had been taking Cialis for three days before before last night which is how he could be hard and stayed hard so often.
I gave them space and time, they played in the shower and then they fucked one more time on his bed, all wet, never dried just went from the shower to bed and fuck each other until they came together. I noticed then that they were falling in love with each other. The way they kissed, stroked and moaned into each other was no longer fucking but making love. They whispered into each other while fucking and came together while in a deep passionate kiss.
They were done, exhausted, completely fucked out. She was going to jump back into the shower and I told her not to, that I wanted her full of his cum all day. She complied and while I got into the shower our friend did something my wife has always asked me to do but I never did which was to eat her creampie. Well I came out of the shower and he was cleaning her out. She had one final orgasm and we got dressed and left to go home.
On the ride home she thanked me again and said she would never take advantage of the situation and that him eating his, our cum out of her was the hottest thing ever. She also said she wanted me to do it next time and she also wanted to try a a DP and DVP.
Later that week we fucked again and that weekend she was fucked more times than anyone should be allowed. We were all naked the entire weekend, never put on a single article of clothes and just fucked whenever we felt the need. Believe it or not, she was the instigator the majority of the times. If he was spent, she would come to me and blow me until I was hard. Then we would fuck. When I was spent she went to him. That weekend she became a complete slut, nothing was off limits and it was all about her seeking maximum pleasure and unlimited orgasms.
Our relationship with him continued for many years and he is the only man to take her bareback and cum in her. He also took her ass which she really enjoyed. To this day although he's now married we all still get together a few times a year to play. When we moved cities she had her only alone private time with him which was something I knew they had wanted but she was afraid to do. She enjoyed herself and said she preferred to play as a 3-some. It's always been about us as a couple and continues to be that way.
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By FLBiCouple
Well, we had been married for over 10 years. Life was good, some ups and downs, but in general happy. I had been talking to my wife about swinging and threesomes for some time. Just so you understand this better, we got married young and she had never been with another guy, or gal for that matter. She was raised very conservative and I taught her everything. So back to the story, she would say “no way!” and “are you crazy?” But with time she started to open up.
We had a close friend of ours move in with us for about a year. During sex I would tease her about fucking him and would leave our door open so he could watch us if he ever walked by our room. It didn't happen but the thought of him watching got us going pretty good. She started getting very hot with the idea but still couldn’t do it.
Fast forward about one year after he had moved out, she agreed to fuck him and me together. She didn’t want to set something up. she just wanted it to happen. I told my friend what we were thinking and he was all for it. I knew he had ‘the hots’ for her big time and had even told me, when drinking, that I was lucky and he wished he had someone like my wife to fuck, and more than once told he would love to fuck my wife.
One night he was over and we were having drinks and shooting shit, it was about midnight and she came down to see what was up. We all just sat around drinking and talking when, out of the blue, I said, “I spoke to our friend and he is 200% into having a 3-some with us. He said he would love nothing more than to eat your pussy and fuck you all night long.”
My wife got bright red and didn’t say anything, she just looked at me then at him and then asked him if it was true. He said that it was, and he was very happy that we trusted him and considered him that close as to share this very special thing with him.
He also told her that he knew she had never ever been with another man besides me and he would be her second and valued that as if he were taking her virginity. My wife almost melted. I could tell she wanted to get fucked by him very badly, but she just said that it was true and she did want to do it and with him, but still had reservations if it would damage our marriage. I told her that we had discussed this for years and I was more eager than her to have it happen. She didn’t say anything and my friend simply looked at me and I nodded for him to go to her. She was on the couch and he walked over, actually more like jumped over and started kissing her while he laid her on her back.
I sat back and enjoyed my drink as I didn’t want to rush things and watched as they made out like teenagers that were in love and had been waiting forever for their first time together. It was so hot seeing them kiss with such passion. They started to take their clothes off until eventually were both naked kissing. My wife was on her back and he was rubbing her pussy and clit while sucking her tits which are very nice firm 34C. She came violently from his finger on her clit and his sucking her tits.
After several minutes once she relaxed I told my wife I wanted to see her suck his cock, which without hesitation, she took in her mouth and gave him the most passionate blowjob I have ever seen her give. She was making love to his cock and he loved it! She took his cock all the way in, slowly, kissing it and sucking it as if it were the means to salvation. She would like and suck up the side of his cock, fondling his balls, licking and sucking them too. My friend was going crazy saying he couldn’t take it anymore and was going to cum, so he made her stop and they proceeded to kiss again like lovers.
They made out on the couch for 15 or 20 minutes, stroking each other when she had another powerful orgasm, then I told him to go down on her. As soon as his tongue hit her clit she started going absolutely crazy with pleasure, twisting and turning and raising her hips into the air. She was simply in ecstasy and I had been watching them for about an hour, so I decided that I needed to get in on the action; my cock was as big and as hard as it had ever been in my entire life. I walked over to my wife and she didn’t wait for me to get situated, she simply grabbed my cock and pulled it into her mouth and started sucking it with a tremendous force, and with such passion, desire and need that I was afraid she would suck it completely off my body. It was something I had dreamed of, but never thought would be that hot.
Our friend was licking and sucking her pussy nice and slow and when he noticed she was on the edge, he slipped his tongue all the way into her pussy and rubbed her clit, she exploded with my cock in her mouth sucking it and moaning, that was all I could take and blasted about a gallon of my cum into her mouth. She hardly ever swallowed my cum. Only on a few rare occasions; usually when she was really turned on, did she let me cum in her mouth. Well this night she took it all, and swallowed it, with absolute love for it.
Our friend slowed down and let her catch her breath, I was spent and sat down, she was panting with her legs open caressing his head and face. He was still very hard and I can imagine very close to cumming from the whole event. I know I would have been. Well my wife pulled him up towards her and he knew it was time, it was the opportunity he had always wanted, to fuck his best friend’s wife, while having me there to watch.
He was a complete gentleman and a great friend, because he asked us both if we were sure? I said yes I want it to happen and would only feel comfortable if it was with him, she said almost verbatim the same thing. They looked into each others eyes and started kissing again as he laid on top of her, their bodies adjusting trying to find their way to connect, when finally they found each other, he placed the head of his cock which was ragging hard, almost purple inside the folds of her pussy and asked again, if she was sure, she simply grabbed his ass and thrust his hips forward as his cock sank all the way home.
She came immediately as his cock was buried in her, and he just held her. Her orgasm was so hard her body was shaking and her nipples were hard as steel and her breasts were tight and red. He started to pump into her slowly, as she was cumming, she was almost howling from her orgasm. It was the hottest thing I have ever witnessed in my life and I have been around and done some pretty awesome stuff, but this was incredible, seeing my wife in such ecstasy was something I had only dreamed about.
She came down from her orgasm and our friend was still fucking her but very soft and slow. She went back to making out with him as if he was her husband, you could tell they were both in love with each other and if not in love, there was a lot of love between them not to mention the pent up passion for each other that had lasted years in the making and of my making.
As I sat there watching them my own cock came back to life and I started to suck her tits while he fucked her> She was very close to cumming again and he said he wanted tonight to last forever but wouldn't be able to and was about to cum. My wife told him she was about to cum too and to cum with her and in her. I knew that would send him over the edge and I put my cock in her mouth.
My friend really started to speed up, my wife was sucking my cock and kissing him as he fucked her, then all of a sudden he started howling and cumming inside my beautiful wife whom, before tonight, had only been touched by me. As he was cumming in her, it triggered her own orgasm and she came with him as I started to cum in her mouth again.
It was so hot, they continued to pump each other for a while until his soft cock slipped out of her, totally spent and empty. Her pussy was swollen and red with a tremendous amount of his cum deep in her and some spilling out down to her ass.
We all laid there, panting, spent, reveling in the incredible experience we had just shared, that had been only talk for years, but now finally it had happened and proved to be more than any of us expected. We had a tremendous bond and chemistry and it came out while we fucked. It was very late, after 2 a.m. so we invited him to crash at our house. I was a bit surprised but not shocked when she invited him to sleep with us in our bed. I didn’t mind it one bit. I love my wife and trust her 100% and besides it was all about her so I wanted her to enjoy the night, the fuck and my friend all she could, and as much as she wanted. No one bothered to clean up or pick up our clothes, we just stumbled into our bedroom and into bed.
My wife came to me, we started kissing and she told me she loved me and after tonight more than ever in her life. She thanked me for never giving up on her and for continuing to try and convince her into this. She would have never imagined this being so incredible.
Then she turned around and thanked our friend for doing her and for being so kind, gentle and respecting her. She really felt like he was making love to her and not just fucking her, which is the way she always had imagined it.
He told her he was making love to her and had wanted to for a very long time. They kissed some more and my wife mounted him, they kissed and made love for about 10 minutes kissing each other, their faces, neck and ears until they both came again.
Finally we all drifted to sleep with my wife spooning with my best friend. I was so tired I was happy they were enjoying each other. In the middle of the night, or I guess an hour or two later, I woke up to them fucking again.My wife was on top of him again and was riding him like I know she does so well. They were tangled in very passionate kissing and fucking. I just laid there watching his hard cock go in and out of her pussy until they both came.
Since we had been drinking and it was late I just went back to sleep. In the morning I woke up to my wife blowing me and our friend fucking her doggie style. It was fantastic. He came in her again, his 4th load in her, and she climbed on top of me and we fucked like out of control maniacs. She kept on kissing me and telling me she loved and thanking me for letting her fuck him. She then started to speed up and said it was time to claim your pussy back as she started to cum. That did it for me and I sprayed her pussy so hard I felt my cock head was going to blow up. It was such an incredible night we loved every second of it, especially my wife.
After we finished our friend got up and jumped into the shower while we talked and everything was great. We took a shower together while our friend was getting ready and I could tell she was on cloud 9. She had only had sex with me before, and last night and this morning been fucked by another man four times and cum maybe six times. She told me she really enjoyed the experience and was still horny from it, almost like she couldn't control herself. I told her to fuck him some more if she wanted to after our shower. She said she might but didn't want him to think she was a complete slut. I then told her he was our closest friend and I had talked to him about for over a year, he was probably hard again and hoping she would put out again.
She made us breakfast and the three of us talked for a while and we agreed that this was incredible. I asked our friend if he enjoyed himself and he said it was a dream come true for him and that he had never had that chemistry and sexual and emotional connection with anyone. I asked him if he would be willing to do it again sometime? He said anytime, any day.
I looked at my wife and smiled. She blushed, it was so cute to see. I walked over to her and opened her robe and it dropped to the floor. I looked at him and he walked over to her. They kissed and she undressed him.
This time it was hot but also very much just fucking. She got on her hands and knees on the couch and he took her doggie style. They were both cumming pretty quickly. She turned around and cleaned him up good and helped him get dressed. We discussed doing this again but also set some rules. Well, we ended up playing together for nine years. Not every day, but a few times a year until he got married.
They both fell in love with each other during that time and he had even told her while fucking her that he wanted her to have his baby. Of course she wouldn't and didn't but we knew it was a genuine feeling. BTW, my wife gave him a private bachelor party a few weeks before he got married and during the first few years they were married he sneaked out a few times to have our bi-annual 3-some until we moved. We are all still friends and nobody knows our secret. I always tell my wife that they will probably always fuck again, she agrees. He also says the same thing and it has continued to happen.
Who would have known that was just the beginning of us venturing into the swinging lifestyle. Since then we have enjoyed many other mfm, fmf 3-somes and have also met several couples we played with.
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By FLBiCouple
So we had been having mfm threesomes with my best friend for several years. Maybe about three or four years at that point. At several times in the past we had mm contact which included touching, stroking and of course some sucking.
This night was different. We were hanging out having drinks when I told my best friend that my wife really got turned on by mm bi play and she wanted to see us openly suck each others cock. It had happened in the past but as part of a threesome and never focused on just mm play. This would be different. He immediately said yes to playing bi, but no anal sex, no kissing, but the rest he was open to.
I texted my wife and told her, also said I was ready to get a room at the club if she came over. She said she would be over in five minutes tops. She wasn’t kidding. She was there and seemed very aroused.
We went into the room I had gotten for us and they immediately started making out and stripping. I of course helped them strip while I took my clothes off. We were all naked and then she asked if we were going to blow each other? We went into a 69 and started sucking each others cock. She was so aroused that she came while she rubbed and fingered her pussy as she watched us suck each other. She then took turns helping us suck each other to completion. She would take turns on each of our cocks until he blasted us with his cum. I caught the first few spurts, she took the rest until his dick was flaccid. He btw never stopped sucking me. By then I was so close, but she came over to him and they both sucked my dick and licked my balls til I started cumming. He took most of my load but when he was full he handed her my cock and she took down the rest.
We all lay naked in bed until she sat on his face and had a few orgasms. We took turns fucking her that night in several positions. Her on top while she blew the other, then switched. Her on her back taking cock in her mouth and pussy while she rubbed and played with her own tits. Whoever wasn’t fucking her was getting his dick sucked by both at the same time. She was having an orgasm every 10 minutes max.
Our favorite was being in 69 with her while the other one was fucking her doggie style. I went first in 69. I would lick and suck her clit while his cock slid in and out of her pussy. I would lick his shaft as he fucked her, and every few strokes he would pull his cock completely out and slide it into my mouth until I sucked him clean of their combined juices, then back into her pussy for more fucking. She was moaning and cumming non stop, and when he pulled out of her for me to suck him, she would look between her legs and moan watching me suck his cock.
He eventually after 20 minutes or so and at least three or four orgasms for her, sped up and started fucking her hard. He was on a mission to cum and slamming her with tremendous force, you could hear the flesh slapping a mile away.
I slid down a bit and started licking his asshole, that did it for him, he started moaning and saying he was going to cum. My wife told him she wanted to feel him fill her pussy but to save some for my mouth. He did exactly that. He shot the first couple of spurts into her well fucked pussy then pulled out and went straight into my mouth. I immediately took him in and sucked his cock as he finished cumming. He was shaking from the sensations and kept pumping his cum into my mouth until he was totally soft in my mouth and clean of both of their combined juices.
At that point he went down and helped my wife suck my dick while I ate her freshly fucked pussy and creampie. If you have never done that, add it to your list, nothing beats eating your wife’s freshly fucked pussy combined with your best friend's cum.
She of course came again and her clit needed a rest, so we switched and I took the position behind her and started fucking her. Since she was still sensitive he would suck my balls, cock, and lick my asshole. At one point he did as I did to him, and he stuck his tongue right on my asshole. The sensation was insane, to top it off he played and squeezed my balls while I was fucking her pussy in and out. It became too much and I blasted her pussy several times before I pulled out and went straight into his mouth. He never spilled a drop. He sucked me to the point I almost passed out.
She had been sucking him and by now he was hard again. I fell back on the bed and he continued to eat her pussy with deep strokes of his tongue into her pussy, making sure to get every last drop of my cum out of her. She had a final orgasm and rolled over onto the bed saying she needed a rest.
I started kissing her telling her how super hot she was and how sexy she looked in every position. She responded by saying tonight was the hottest sexual night of her life. Watching us 69, and the fucklicking we had just giving her, was so erotic that only watching us fuck would top it. I told her he had said he was not open to anal sex. At that point she said, "Well his cock is sure hard, it’s gotta go somewhere."
Her ultimate fantasy for years had been to watch me get fucked and for me to fuck another guy. He had knelt up to us and put his cock between us as we kissed so naturally we kissed and sucked his cock. She was rubbing my own cock during this and I was amazed that after cumming twice I was hard again. I had been taking Cialis daily for months now and also testosterone shots so fucking and cumming twice was always normal, but never had tried for three or more. Tonight I was ready for round three.
She turned around so we were on our sides in 69, then she scooted closer to me and pulled me so I would be on top. I knew too well what she wanted to happen and it was for our best friend to fuck me.
Nobody said a word, it was as if we all had telepathy and understood. He got behind me and she took his cock in her mouth. While she sucked him she had a finger on my ass that she had lubed up from her pussy with our combined juices, and worked it in and out. We were all wet from all the fucking and combined juices so additional lubrication was not an issue. She eventually, I’d say maybe five minutes of fucking me with her finger and sucking him, put his cock right at my ass. She guided him in as he slowly pushed himself into me. I had fucked several girls in the ass when younger and of course my wife so I knew how to make it work.
In a couple of strokes he was buried balls deep into my ass. The first time I had had anything other than one finger in it, and it felt really good. She went back to sucking my dick and he fucked me. That combination was out of control, if you are open to it, even once, you need to put that on your bucket list. I had been concerned about pain but I guess since we had been playing and I was so aroused, he was able to fuck me with a good pace. At first long deep soft strokes but as he built up, they turned into a good hard fucking. Every stroke hit my prostate and I could feel I was leaking massive pre-cum.
At one point I yelled I was going to cum. He said he was also close and really started fucking me hard as fuck. That did it for me as my wife also stopped bobbing and just sucked the head of my cock as if she was trying to suck it off my body. The feeling was to this day the hardest I’ve ever cum in my life. My cock, balls, and ass all started to contract and explode. I could feel every contraction and spurt going into my wife’s mouth and of course how my ass started to contract around his cock and start to milk him of whatever cum he had left.
He could not take it anymore and called out his cum with an almost howling as he buried himself in me and let my ass milk his cock dry. The feeling was awesome. Cumming but also having a cock deep in me while my contractions which included my ass gripped and milked him, feeling his cock pulse and release.
His dick eventually went soft and fell out as he fell on his back on the bed. I fell the other way with my wife in the middle with a shit eating grin from ear to ear. She had cum at least a few times during this fucking too.
We rested for a while talking about what had happened and how hot it actually was. We decided to take a break and have a drink and smoke. He went and took a quick shower while we had a cigarette and poured drinks.
When he came back I went and showered and cleaned myself up. Having cum leaking out of my ass was a very new experience for me, and felt hot but weird.
When I came back they were talking, kissing a bit and touching each other. She took a break and went to shower as we had a drink and talked. He was hard from their petting and I could tell he was not just hard but aroused as we talked about what we did. He asked how I liked it? We discussed what we liked so far and so far there wasn’t anything we didn’t like. He confessed that he wanted me to fuck him as he had me. That got the blood rushing to my cock which he noticed. And for the first time ever, he came close to me and kissed me. It was weird even after sucking each other and he just fucking me, didn’t expect to kiss a guy before, but I went with it.
And frankly it was hot, we kissed and touched and stroked each other and stroked our cocks together which was very hot for a few minutes. He then broke the kiss and dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth and started licking and sucking all the pre-cum I was leaking.
I was in a daze when I felt my wife next to me and she whispered in my ear, “That was so fucking hot watching you two kiss and touch each other.” She had been watching the whole thing.
We quickly moved to the room and continued to play taking turns on each other. Taking turns two on one, but mostly us two on and in her. We fucked her a few times as she came several times and since we had cum three times each we were in no rush.
But eventually my very deviant wife brought up what she heard him say, that he also wanted to get fucked. He said he was ready whenever we were but more importantly, if she was close to her limit because after we cum at least him, he wouldn’t be able to get hard again. I added that yeah, I had one cum left and after that my dick would need a few hours rest to get back up even though over an hour had passed since our last cum. She pulled what we later called her signature move which was to get into 69 and pull him as she did me, on top of her, exposing his ass for me to take.
As he did before, I got right behind him and let my wife do her thing. She wet her finger well with her own pussy juice and our cum, and worked it into his ass while she sucked me to get me ready. I decided I’d better also lube up with something better than spit so I put me dick in her and pumped several times til I was nice and wet with our combined fluids.
Then I got back behind him and for the first time ever, put my cock on a guy's asshole. I rubbed it around and watched as his butt pulsed waiting to be speared, to be fucked. After he was noticeably aroused from my playing with his ass and my wife sucking his cock, I started pushing in. He knew what to do and relaxed and pushed back allowing me to easily go balls deep in two short strokes. I was amazed how tight he was. I guess no reason not to be tight, but I hadn’t had any expectations beforehand of what to expect, but it was hot.
My wife was licking my balls as I slid in and out of him. She took turns sucking him and then my balls, and him again, so as not to push us over the edge. She kept him right on the edge for a while. It felt like an hour but was actually only 10 minutes or so.
Eventually he started moaning and saying he was going to cum. The moment I was waiting for, to feel his ass contracting around my cock as I sprayed him with my cum, was about to take place.
And just like had happened to me, he started to cum and howl as he shot his cum in my wife’s mouth and down her throat while I was fucking his ass.
I was getting ready to cum right behind him when I felt my wife put her finger in my ass and that sent me over the edge. I started to cum so hard I felt my cock was about to explode. The feeling of fucking him, my wife’s finger up my ass, his ass contracting around my cock, was absolutely insane. I kept fucking him slowly now until my dick went completely soft. I fell on the bed about to pass out but my wife said, “You better go rinse off before you fall asleep.”
I of course did, and when I returned they were both asleep. They were spooning and out for the count. It was hot to watch my wife asleep naked in a spooning position with another guy.
I got in bed and crashed myself. At some point during the night I woke up to my wife holding me and stroking me. I opened my eyes and she was getting fucked from behind by our friend. It was soft and slow and she needed a little help so I scooted over and let her use my cock to rub on her clit. She came a minute or two later which triggered his.
They stayed connected for a bit until he fell out of her. She then turned around and gave me access to fuck her which I also did very slowly. He helped her by rubbing her clit with his tongue. She was sore and sensitive, so she told him she was fine and fucked out. She was all out of orgasms and this was just about giving me her pussy to use in order to cum and fill her up.
And I did use her pussy, and I did get off. Took my time but she didn’t rush me and she enjoyed it. She was just out of orgasms. But like all good things, that too had to come to an end and it did. I tensed up, and unloaded everything I had into my wife and stayed in her.
He asked if he could spoon with her again as he loved the feeling. She said it was my turn now to hold her. After such a long night, she now needed to feel reassured and held by her husband. We passed out.
In the morning I was hard as a rock when I woke up, I felt my cock between her ass checks and instinctively starting rocking back and forth. As I went to grab her it was him. I opened my eyes and she wasn’t there and I was spooning with my friend. Weird!! Even after the night we had.
I moved back and turned around. A few minutes later she came back into the room. She had gotten up to pee and was back. I told her what happened and she laughed. She said she was surprised how much cum came out of her when she peed.
I told her I’d be happy to get her filled back up and laughed. She said we could do one round each because she did want to get things done that day. I said, "Each”? And she smiled and said she didn’t think it would be fair to have a naked man next to her who she fucked, sucked, and shared cum with all night and only let him watch.
With that we laughed and he woke up. We both had a good one on one session with her. Taking our time and having one good hard cum with her apiece. She also had one good cum with each of us.
After that we all got up and did our thing and left the club and went back to our house a few minutes away to hangout. She went out and did errands, we hung out and talked about the night before and this morning. Said how we had entered new territory sexually but how hot it had been. We even talked about how we had even kissed and played together while my wife was in the shower. We both said it had been hot, and low and behold, we started kissing again. We ended up naked in 69 and licked and sucked each other until we both came, timing it almost perfect.
We later got dressed and resumed watching tv. Sometime later he left as my wife was pulling up the driveway. He helped her with some bags and went on his way. She asked what did we do while she was out? I told her we talked about last night and this morning and ended up kissing and finishing in 69 until we came.
She said, "Hope you’re still horny," because she was. I told her yes and we fucked right there on the couch.
After that day we stayed aroused for weeks, where we probably had sex once or twice a day, sometimes even three.
That’s our thing. We invite others for the fun and experience, but also because it lights us on fire for a while.
We continued to play with our friend for many years until he got married. We gave him his own private threesome bachelor party, and played a couple of times a year even while he was married. Me and him would also trade bj's a couple of times a week when we got together for drinks or he stopped by to visit. My wife suspected we did. I told her and she was fine with it. She only wanted to make sure no fucking unless she was there to watch and participate. That we saved for once a year which we all absolutely loved.
To this day, that night remains one of the hottest ever. And we still want a repeat of those threesomes. We have played with others. Some couples, a few women, and she’s fucked a total of 37 men including him, who was her first after being a virgin when we got married. So we always refer to him as taking her marital virginity.
A few years later we moved states and didn’t see him for 10 years, until one day he called to say he would be in town for business and to meet up for drinks. I met him and after a few hours he asked how come your wife didn’t come out? I told him he had made it sound as if it was just us having a few drinks. He asked if I could call her and have her come out? I told him that if he wanted her, he should call her.
He did, they talked. She kept saying it’s too late, it was 10 pm and that if he was horny the two of us should play like so many times in the past. He kept at it until they hung up.
I asked what she said. He told me that she kept saying for us to play that it was too late. So I said, "Well I’m up for it if you are." He said, "Yes, let’s go to my room and get started. Your wife is on her way and wants us naked in 69 when she walks in."
He left a key for her with the lobby front desk and we went to his room. After maybe 20 minutes or so she walks in and says, “That’s so fucking hot. You don’t know how much I’ve missed that.”
She got naked and joined us. We fucked her that night in every possible combination. Sucked each other. Fucklicked her and ate creampies, and yes, we fucked each other twice that night.
That was exactly one year ago. He will be in town next month and we are looking forward to a repeat.
Hope you enjoyed this story. It’s 100% true.
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By MenPoundMyWife
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.
We cannot wait to do it again.
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By Skhan
It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome. No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.
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.
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
They give you a phone number. A city two hours away. They are a better than average couple. No heavy weights. He is bi, she is straight. Your are 24. They are 33 and 35. You haven't tried bisexuality before, but your heart is racing now, anticipating something new, something erotic...your first threesome.
You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up. It's part of the game. You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions. "What do you enjoy?" "Do you like anal?" "Do you like cum in your mouth?" It doesn't matter. If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go. You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed. They don't ask. They've seen it all.
The husband picks you up at the motel. Nice guy. Personable. Not his first rodeo. He drives you to their place, which is a surprise, but you are so nervous that you don't remember the address or how to get there. You go in. You meet the wife and son. She doesn't disappoint. She is a looker. The teenage son is off to a friend's place and you are just someone going to a party with his parents. He doesn't know that you will be soon fucking his mother. After the son leaves, they show you photos of their past swinging adventures. If you had doubts, then now you are sure that this isn't their first rodeo. Your cock or your mind. Both are about to explode.
They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding. She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples. Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour. She doesn't hesitate. She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush. The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing. You move to the holy of holies. You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.
The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone. Licking her while her husband fucks. You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock. You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum. He withdraws. You switch position. His cum lubricates her vagina. There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls. He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum. You don't give a fuck. The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
More sex. More bi touching. This time you pull out and shoot your cum over her. With that baptism, the holy rites have been completed. There are photos and kisses given. Promises of future sex.
This was your first threesome.
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