By vegaskid
When this all started I thought that I still cared for my wife but we just didn’t seem to be happy together any more. Diane and I have been married for seven years and for the last year and a half its been like we are living in separate worlds. During this time I have been faithful to my marriage vows and I am positive that Diane has not cheated on me.
Diane was a virgin when I met her and she made me wait for almost ten months before we had sex for the first time. She has always told me that she would never cheat on me and that if I ever cheated on her she would leave me and I know Diane well enough to know that she means ever word of that statement. Anyway, over the last several months we have made love only five or six times. It seems that one of us always has an excuse to not have sex. A headache, too tired, not enough time, too busy, etc. Things were starting to get to the point that I was expecting Diane to ask me for a divorce soon, and if she didn't I might have to ask her for one. In the mean time I just buried myself in my job. Then about six months ago I got a new partner on the project I was working on. John was the same age as me (30) and we shared a lot of the same interests.
In a very short time John and I became friends. A couple of months ago John suggested we stop for a drink after work. After that night stopping for a drink became our routine two or three times a week. John was easy to talk to so it wasn't long before I told him about my marriage problems.
He said, “Just get laid and don't worry about the consequences”.
I told him I couldn't do that to Diane. I was going to have to resolve things with Diane one way or another. One night as we started our second round of drinks I noticed an attractive blonde standing at the bar.
She was about 55 and 120 pounds. She had a nicely shaped ass and breasts that were about the size of grapefruits. I noticed several guys in the bar checking her out as she slipped onto a bar stool. John and I continued our conversation but I didn't take my eyes off of this beauty. I watched as the bar tender brought her a drink and she turned around in her chair so that she was facing in my direction. She was just sort of staring off into space and as she sipped her drink, and her knees were separated just far enough that I could see up her skirt to the white strip of panties that covered her pussy.
I tried to look away but I couldn't. When John noticed what had captured my attention he said, She is beautiful isn't she? I agreed. Then he said, Now you should be thinking about bagging something like that. I gave a nervous laugh and looked back at her again. She hadn't moved. The view was still the same. I stared up her skirt for about another minute and then realized that she was staring at me. I felt my face flush in embarrassment. I was expecting something bad to happen but she just smiled at me and turned back to the bar to order another drink. I turned back to John to avoid further embarrassment. When I finally chanced another look toward the bar she was gone. As I looked around the interior of the bar to see if I could spot her John spoke.
He said, "I guess she really turned you on. I bet you would love to jump her bones wouldn't you?"
I replied, "She certainly is a very sexy woman and if I wasn't married I would bury my face in her pussy and never come up for air."
John said, "It’s easy to act the faithful husband when you know you can't get laid but I bet if she offered to fuck your brains out, you'd go home with her right now."
I conceded that maybe he might be right. If the blonde made herself available to me I probably would fuck her and not worry about the consequences. John teased me about her all night. He kept asking me exactly what I would do to her if I had the chance.
He asked, “Would you want her to blow you or would you want to eat her first, or would you just want to fuck her first then eat her?” Then he laughed. He had me both laughing and embarrassed for the next hour, then I got really embarrassed.
Suddenly the subject of our sex talk appeared at our table and sat herself down on John's lap and smiled at me. I couldn't move. Then John spoke, “George, Id like you to meet my wife Jill.” Then he looked at Jill and said, “Honey, George has been admiring you all evening. I think he wants to get in your pants.”
Jill looked at me and replied, “Really? Well that might be fun; we will have to try that real soon. Why don't you ask George to come to the party and well see what happens.”
Then Jill got up and kissed John and turned to me and said, I hope we can get together soon. Sorry I can’t stay but I have to meet some friends to go to the movies. She turned and left. When she left John started laughing at me.
I said, “You asshole, why didn't you tell me she was your wife before I made a fool out of myself?”
John replied, “You didn't make a fool out of yourself. You just admitted to me that you would like to fuck my wife. If you didn't want to fuck her you would have to be either gay or dead.”
“Well why did you tell her I wanted to get in her pants?”
”Because it’s true, and Jill would want to know. I've been telling her about you so she came here to check you out and I think she liked what she saw. After all she told me to invite you to our party.”
“What party?”
”Jill and I are having a few close friends over a week from Saturday for a special party.”
“What's special about the party?”
“Well, its a kind of swap meet. We would love to have you come but you have to bring something to swap.”
“Are you talking about wife swapping? I can’t bring Diane to a wife swapping party. That’s just never going to happen. I can’t ask her to do that, she would go ballistic.”
“Don't pass on the idea to easily. You did say your sex life with Diane is dead, well this might just be what you need to bring it back to life, or at least get you both talking about your problems. Can it really make things much worse? You are already discussing divorce. What can be worse than that?”
“Well, you might be right about that but I don't know how I would bring this up with Diane or manage to keep the conversation under control once I did.”
”Well promise me you will at lease think about this a little more before you dismiss the idea totally. And we can talk about it some more.” I agreed to think about it.
When I got home that night Diane was sitting in bed watching television. I was still a bit horny from my experience that evening so I thought I would try and seduce Diane. When I tried to kiss her she pushed me away and said that I smelled of stale beer and smoke. So I went and took a quick shower but when I got back to bed Diane had turned off the TV and was asleep.
John asked me about the party at work the next day and I told him I didn't think I would be able to do it. So the next night when we stopped for drinks again Jill was at the bar waiting for us. She sat next to me and asked me what it would take to get me and my wife to come to their party.
I said a near miracle. Then Jill looked me straight in the eye and said I was hoping that you would want to come to the party to sample some of this, with that she lifted the hem of her skirt just enough so the I could see that she was a natural blonde. Her pussy was so beautiful that my mouth actually began to water.
Jill continued, “If you want this, all you have to do is talk your wife into trying a new adventure in her life. If things have been as bad in you sex life as you've been telling John then your wife might jump at this as an opportunity to make a drastic and needed change.” Then Jill dropped her skirt back in place and turned back to the table and began talking to John.
That night I left the bar determined to try to talk Diane into going to the party. I waited till the next night after dinner. I told Diane that I needed to talk to her about something important. We went into the living room and I sat down on the sofa and Diane sat facing me in an easy chair. I had prepared a little speech in my head so I just went ahead with it.
I said, “For quite a while now things haven't been right between us. I don't know whose fault it is, or if it is anyone's fault. But I have felt for a long time that we need to do something to shake things up so we can get the life back into our marriage. But, as hard as I have tried I haven't come up with any ideas, that is until now. Well it really isn’t my idea. It was presented to me by a friend at work. He invited us to a special party a week from Saturday.”
Then Diane interrupted, “How is going to a party going to help anything?”
“I’m getting to that. Now just hear me out on this before you respond. This is a swinger’s party. It’s just a few couples that get together and swap sex partners. I was against the idea at first but the more I thought about it the more the idea appealed to me. I think it might just be what we need to get our sex life jump started. For some reason we don't seem to want to do it with each other, so maybe the way to break through this is to have sex with other people in this manor.” I stopped talking and just waited for Diane's reply.
She didn't say anything for a solid minute then she stood up and said, “Are you insane?” and headed out of the room. As she left I shouted after her, “At least think about it?”
When she got to the door she turned and said, “You seriously think that my making love to some stranger will fix our problems? Or are you just looking for an excuse to fuck someone else?”
This she said with some anger in her voice. So I responded the best I could: I lied.
“I am just desperate to find a way to save our marriage and I think we need to take a drastic step like this to do it. Will you at least think it over?”
Diane didn't answer me she just went off to our bedroom and closed the door behind her. I didn't bring the party up again as I figured that was a dead issue. Then on Tuesday night after dinner as we were drinking our last cup of coffee Diane unexpectedly asked, “Would I know anyone at this party?” I said, “Probably not. It was going to be at John's house and these were his friends and I had not met any of them.”
“Does this mean you are interested in going?”
“I don't know. I am trying to see this from all sides, but it still doesn't make any sense to me. How can my going to bed with another man save our marriage? Do you really think you could handle seeing me having sex with another man?”
“If we are both doing the same thing with each others permission it will be fine.” Of course I didn't know if this was true or not.
I thought that there was a chance that Diane would get upset about me balling another woman, but I just had to have Jill and I was willing to risk everything to do that. Besides, I think we need to stir up our emotions.
“I am not agreeing to go through with this, I am only saying I will think about it some more.”
Then on Friday Diane called me at work and said, “I thought it over and decided to go along with this idea of yours.”
“You mean you'll go to the party with me tomorrow night?”
“Yes.”
“What changed your mind?”
“Well, I don't think you gave me any choice. If I don't go you'll accuse me of not even trying to save our marriage and you'll probably go without me. So I decided to take the risk and go with you so I'll know what you're up to.” I didn't bother to tell her that our invitation was for couples only.
I just said, “Good, then I'll tell John that well be there tomorrow.”
Saturday morning was uncomfortable around the house. Diane didn't speak to me at all. I just tried to keep busy and stay out of her way. I didn't want to say something that would start an argument and cause her to change her mind about going to the party. At 2:00 p.m. Diane announced that she was going to get her hair done and shop for something to wear to the party and then left the house. She was gone for nearly four hours. When she came home she had an attractive new hair style and shopping bags from one of the better women's clothing stores at the mall and a bag from Victoria's Secret. So she had not only bought an outfit to wear but she must also have bought some sexy underwear.
She didn't offer to show me what she bought; she just carried it all into the bedroom and closed the door. A little while later I heard the shower running. I waited about fifteen minutes after she had finished her shower then I went through the bedroom and into the bathroom. Diane was sitting at her dressing table in her bath robe and was putting on makeup. I quickly stripped and got into the shower. Within fifteen minutes I was showered, shaved and nearly dressed. As I left the bathroom, Diane got up from her dressing table and headed into the walk in closet. As she entered the closet she let her robe slide off of her shoulders and drop to the floor. She didn't know that I could see her reflection in the bathroom mirror from where I was standing. What I saw began to arouse me. Diane was wearing a black matching bra and panty set. The bra displayed her beautiful breasts as if they were being served to a king and the skimpy panties just made Diane’s nicely shaped ass even sexier. On her legs Diane was wearing a very sexy pair of black thigh high stockings. I hadn't seen her look this sexy since we were married. This whole event lasted only a few seconds but the effect stayed with me the rest of the evening. As much as I wanted to fuck Jill, I was beginning to wonder if I really wanted Diane to fuck anyone other than me. I quickly put that thought out of my head and started thinking about how good it would feel to sink my cock into Jill tonight and how many other ladies would I fuck tonight?
When Diane was finally dressed she came out into the living room where I was sitting waiting for her. She was wearing a black skirt that stopped midway down her thigh and a black silk blouse that was very sheer. You could easily see Diane's bra and most of her tits right through the thin material. She stopped in front of me and announced that she was ready to go.
I said, “You look fantastic.”
Diane is 5'10" and weighs 130 pounds. She has dark brown almost black hair and very clear blue eyes. With her natural shape, the clothes she was wearing, and the sexy underwear she had on I wasn't exaggerating when I told her she looked fantastic.
Diane responded by saying, “I know.”
Then we walked to the car without speaking and started off to John's house. John’s house was only a fifteen minute drive from our house but it seemed a lot longer because of the silence in the car. When we arrived, John and Jill greeted us at the door. I introduced Diane to both of them. John motioned for us to come and then said the other guests are all in the living room. As we walked in I saw Diane look at Jill then she looked at me with an ‘I know what you're up to” look on her face. Jill began talking to Diane like they were old friends. Jill asked Diane if she would like a tour of the house. Diane said yes and the two of them headed off through the large four bedroom house.
John led me into the living room where he had set up a temporary bar. There were seven guys in the room drinking and watching a basketball game on the TV. There were three women sitting in another room with their drinks and talking. I asked John how many couples where there. He said there were five couples and two single men. I asked him why there were two single men there; I thought this was a couples only party. John told me that they always invited a couple more men than women because it takes men longer to recover than the women. So the extra men make sure all of the women go home satisfied. John handed me a drink and told me to relax, that the things would get started in about a half hour.
John introduced me to the guys and we all began discussing the basketball game and for the first time since my wife had come out of the bedroom earlier that evening the knot in my stomach began to loosen.
After I finished my drink I went to the bar to get another and when I looked around I noticed that John had left the room and when I looked into the next room where the women had gathered I saw Jill and the three women that were there when I came in, but I didn’t see Diane. Suddenly the knot in my stomach was back only now it was tighter. Then I saw that there was someone else in the room with the women hidden behind the door way. When she finally moved I saw that it was Diane sitting with a drink in her hand and talking to one of the other women. I felt such relief. I was sure that John had taken my wife off to fuck her, and I suddenly wasn’t ready for that to happen.
A couple of minutes later Diane stood up and moved over next to Jill apparently to be introduced to someone. Now I could see all of the women in that room. I looked from one to the next and admired there beauty when I got to Jill I stared for an extra minute and knew right then who I wanted to make love to right then...Diane. Boy was I unhappy.
By the time I had started my third drink I was beginning to feel better and was enjoying the conversation with the other men in the room. I suddenly realized that Jill was standing next to me and when I looked around I saw that all five women had joined us. I could see Diane across the room talking to Tom whom I had met earlier. The conversation looked innocent so I started talking to Jill and was beginning to get aroused by the idea of making love to her. I was about to asked her if we could go somewhere private when I saw Diane and Tom heading toward the stairs to the second floor where all of the bedrooms were. I was frozen. I couldn’t take my eyes off them as they climbed the stairs. I watched as they opened the door to the bedroom at the top of the stairs, entered the room and closed the door behind them. I felt a little sick and had to sit down. I went over and sat in a chair that gave me a view of the bedroom door behind which my wife was about to have sex with another man. I suddenly had a mental picture of the way Diane looked when I had seen her earlier in just thigh high stockings, and her bra and panties. I knew that Tom was going to not only get to see Diane that way, but he would be removing the bra and panties. He was going to be kissing her tits and putting his cock into her pussy. As I sat and watched I felt my stomach turn over and at the same time I was getting an enormous erection. I was getting confused now.
Jill came over to me and asked if I was all right. I just looked up at the door and Jill said, “Oh. I understand. This often happens to first timers. Don’t worry things will turn out O.K.”
Jill sat with me and rubbed my neck which felt great and helped me to relax a little. After about thirty minutes the bedroom door opened and Tom came out. I quickly looked away so I wouldn’t be seen staring. Tom came back downstairs and went to the bar for a drink. Diane didn’t come out of the room for another five minutes. When I saw her at the top of the stairs she smiled at me and started down the stairs. She looked like nothing had happened. I began to think she must not have done anything. But when she came into the living room I could see the redness around her lips and on her neck that showed she had been at least necking with Tom and then I noticed that one of the bottom buttons on her blouse was open. But it was the look of satisfaction on her face that told me that she had indeed been fucked by Tom.
I started to get up to go talk to her but Jill stopped me. She said, “It’s not a good time to approach her now. Wait till you have calmed down.”
Jill was right so I sat back down. When I looked back at Diane she was being handed a drink by one of the single guys at the party. It was at that point that I realized that many of the guests had disappeared.
I asked Jill where everyone had gone and she said, “Where do you think?”
I just said, “Wow, I never saw them leave the room.”
Jill replied, “You were preoccupied at the time.”
When I looked back at Diane she was talking to the guy who had handed her the drink.
His name was Tony. Tony was about 25 years old, five years younger that Diane and very handsome with and athletic body. As they talked, Tony started guiding Diane toward the stairs. They went up the stairs but had to go to the second room down the hall as the first room was now occupied.
Jill asked me if I was O.K. I said, “I don't know how I feel. I know what they are doing, but I want to know what they are doing. Do you know what I mean?”
Jill said, “Yes.” and stood up and took my hand and pulled me out of the chair and led me to the stairs. She took me to the master bedroom next to the one that Diane had just gone into.
Jill closed and locked the door then said to me, “Be careful what you ask for because you might get it.”
With that she walked over and removed a painting from the wall. Behind the painting was a hole which opened to the back of a two way mirror. When I looked in I saw Diane sitting on the bed in just her bra and panties and stockings. Tony was standing to the side undressing. He removed his pants and laid them over a chair then he removed his shirt. The whole time I could see that they were carrying on a conversation as if they were sitting downstairs in the living room. Finally, Tony removed his boxer shorts. Then Diane casually reached out with her left hand and cupped Tony's balls in the palm of her hand. She looked up into Tony's face and began talking and at the same time wrapped her right hand around his cock and began to slowly stroke it. Watching her be so casual about jerking him off was beginning to be a turn on to me. Diane continued to talk to Tony for another minute then she just bent forward and began sucking on his stiff prick. Diane seemed to enjoy sucking his cock which upset me because she never wanted to do that for me. As Diane continued to suck Tony's cock he put his hand on the back of her head and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. After about five minutes Tony pulled his cock out of Diane's mouth and pulled her to her feet. He pulled down on her bra freeing her tits. Tony began to roughly squeeze and suck on Diane's tits but Diane didn't seem to mind that he was being rough. Finally, Tony pulled Diane's panties off and pushed her down on the bed. Tony got on top of her and slipped his cock into Diane's cunt and started fucking her with long hard strokes. As I continued to watch Diane getting fucked Jill unhooked my belt, unzipped my fly and pulled my pants down. Then she began to give my swollen cock a tongue bath. I enjoyed the sensation of Jill's mouth on my cock while I watched Tony's cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy.
Suddenly Tony stiffened up and pushed his cock into Diane as far as he could as he erupted inside her. Then he pumped her several more times and stopped again. He continued to do this till his orgasm ended then he pulled back and let his softening cock slip out of Diane's pussy. As the head of his cock came out of the hole it was followed by a large drop of cum that ran down Diane's pussy and on down her crack to her ass. That sigh was all I could take.
My cock exploded into Jill's mouth and I nearly collapsed on the floor. I apologized to Jill for not being able to pleasure her and she said that it was all right. I was a guest in her house and she was glad to pleasure me. She said that I could take care of her another time. I pulled my pants back up and looked back into the other room. Tony had already left and Diane was getting dressed and fixing herself up a little before going back downstairs.
I got back downstairs before Diane and headed for the bar. I needed a strong drink because I was confused. I was jealous. Watching Diane suck on Tony's cock made me jealous but it didn't make me angry and I didn't understand that. Why did I get aroused watching my wife getting fucked by another man? As I sipped my drink and tried to understand what was happening to me I saw Diane enter the room. After having sex with two different men she still looked fresh and ready to party. She seemed to be glowing. This evening was not working out the way I expected it to. I figured I was going to be having fun fucking Jill and the other women and I didn't care what happened to Diane. But the reality was that I was unhappy and Diane was enjoying herself. And the strangest thing of all is that the only thing that made me happy was that Diane was enjoying herself.
When I looked at Diane again she was walking toward me with a smile on her lips. She appeared to be getting ready to say something to me when Carl, one of the other married men at the party began talking to her. As she talked to Carl she kept glancing over at me like she wanted to tell me something but she couldn’t get away from Carl. I couldn't hear their conversation but after about ten minutes of friendly conversation it appeared that Carl asked Diane a question because I could read her lips as she said O.K. and she nodded her head at the same time. Then Carl put his arm around Diane’s shoulder and guided her out of the room and up the stairs.
I watched as they disappeared from site. As I sat waiting for Diane to come back, I began to imagine what Diane was doing with Carl. How she looked with just her bra and panties on. And I wondered if she was sucking on his cock. To my surprise I was beginning to get an erection thinking about Diane sucking on his cock then spreading her legs so he could easily slid his cock into her cum dripping cunt. After a while I had to force myself to think about something else or I might have cum in my pants. Jill came by and asked how I was doing. I told her I was feeling a little better. I was beginning to learn how to deal with the situation. After about a half hour, I saw Carl coming down the stairs but Diane wasn't with him. She must be trying to fix herself up again. I decided that when she came down stairs I was going to ask her if she was ready to go home.
She didn't come down for another twenty minutes but she had managed to fix herself up and she still looked good. She went to the bar and made herself a drink then she came over to where I was sitting and stood in front of me. Before I could ask her if she was ready to go home Diane said that she wanted me to meet her up stairs in five minutes then she turn and walked out of the room and up the stairs. Now I was really worried. Did she want to get me away from the rest of the party so she could tell me she wanted a divorce or that she was leaving me or something like that? Not knowing what else to do I did as I was told. I waited five minutes and headed upstairs. When I got upstairs three of the bedroom doors were closed so I went into the one door that was open.
Diane was standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair and didn't turn around as I entered. She looked at me in the reflection in the mirror and told me to sit down. The bed was messed up and there was evidence of wet cum spots on the sheets so I was careful where I sat. Diane turned to face me and I braced myself for bad news. If she was about to give me bad news it looked like she was going to enjoy it. She was smiling and she had that same glow I had noticed a while ago down stairs. Finally she began
to speak.
”This has been an unbelievable night. You could never have convinced me that I was going to feel this way now. I feel like the tension that has been building inside me that was keeping us apart is gone.”
She walked over and closed the door.
“I want to have sex one more time tonight.”
She removed her blouse and laid it on a chair then removed her skirt and put it with the blouse. Now I was seeing her as her over lovers tonight had seen her, and she looked really sexy. She began speaking again, “This may sound strange for me to say this while I am standing here with my pussy so full of semen that its running down my legs but I love you right now more than I ever have before and I want to make love to you if you’ll let me.”
Diane came over and stood in front of me. I could see that the crotch of her panties was soaked through and some cum was running down the inside of her thigh. I reached out and touched her panty covered pussy and felt the load she was carrying inside her dripping cunt.
I said, “A couple of days ago no one could have made me believe that you would have sex with another man let alone three in one night.”
Diane cut in, “Well actually four men.”
I said, “I watched you all evening and only saw you come up here with three men.”
“Well, when Carl and I finished and he left I was starting to get dressed when John came in the room and said, ‘You’re not going to leave without fucking your host are you?’ I said no, and took my panties back off and laid down and let him enter me. It wasn’t very good sex but the idea that I had just finished fucking one man and here I was fucking another caused me to have an orgasm.”
Listening to Diane speak so matter of fact about her activities had the effect of giving me an extremely hard cock. I looked at Diane and said, “I need to make love to you now.”
Diane came over and knelt down on the floor in front of me and started undoing my pants. I helped her pull them down, and then she went down on my cock and started giving me the best blow job I had ever had. This was the first time Diane had ever sucked my cock without me asking her to do it and it was the first time she acted like she wanted to suck me off. When she had me nearly ready to explode in her mouth she pulled back and stood up. Then she removed her bra and panties. She climbed up on the bed and lay down next to me. When I looked at her pussy it was puffy and the hair was matted and sticky and large strand of semen was oozing out from between her pussy lips. Looking at Diane’s cum filled pussy, I suddenly understood exactly what is meant by the term ‘cream pie’. I lowered myself on top of Diane and kissed her gently on the mouth then began kissing my way to her breasts. I licked and kissed her nipples.
While I was kissing her nipples I was thinking about going down on her pussy and giving her an oral orgasm. I had often fantasized about going down on Diane after fucking her and eating my cum out of her pussy. And the idea of eating her now was exciting me until I stuck my fingers in her pussy. Then I decided that tonight wasn’t the right time to try that. Diane reached down and took hold of my cock and gently but firmly guided it up to her pussy. She placed my cock head at the opening of her cunt and I just pushed. She was so wet and sloppy down there that I slid in with no resistance. After having four cocks inside her already tonight and with all the cum in her pussy, Diane wasn’t very tight. I could just barely feel the sides of her pussy as I stroked in and out of her but I exploded in orgasm in just about two minutes. Afterward we just lay in each others arms for a while. Then we decided to go home.
As we were getting ready to leave, we thanked John and Jill for inviting us. Jill took Diane aside to chat with her and John asked me if I would like to come back the next time they had a swap meet. I told him I would have to think about it and let him know but there was a good chance we would be back.
When Diane came back we left. On the way home neither of us spoke but unlike the silence on the way to the party, the silence on the way home was comfortable. When we got home we showered and headed for bed. As soon as we got in bed Diane said I learned something tonight, which is something other than how much I love you. I learned that I enjoy sucking cock. Then she slid down and took my cock in her hand and started licking and sucking on it like is was a piece of candy.
As she played and suck on my cock she began talking to me, I know you didn’t have sex with anyone tonight till you made love to me. I guess the party didn’t work out the way you expected it to. I knew as soon as I met Jill that she was the reason we were at that party and that hurt me a little but when I notice that you were watching me all the time and not fucking any of the other women I knew that you loved me, and when in spite of the fact that it was hurting you, you did not stop me from having my fun you made me feel special. Well I think as unbelievable as it would seem your idea of going to this party may very well have saved our marriage. And to show you how grateful I am I invited John and Jill over next weekend. Diane went back to work on my cock and brought me slowly to climax, then I fell asleep with my cock still in Diane’s mouth. Next time I will tell you about John and Jill’s visit.
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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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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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By AdamGunn2
It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
“Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
“Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
“This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
“Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
“You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
“Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
“Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
“Something wrong with him?” I asked.
“I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
“Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
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