By padoc
I’m Sam of Sam and Leanne. Many of you have read and hopefully enjoyed the progression of stories of Leanne and my exploration of the swinging lifestyle. The story below took place many years before I met Leanne, in the summer of 1980 to be exact. Mr. Peabody, a cartoon character from my youth, had a Way-back machine that he used to revisit historical situations and places. This story is my way-back machine and we're going to St Thomas in the US Virgin Islands in July, 1980.
I was a 26 year old cocky single cop living and working in eastern Pa in the late 70's. I had been attending a local college and met an interesting woman in one of those classes. Kim was divorced, 32 years old, about 5'5 and maybe 115 lbs. She had auburn hair, sharp blue eyes and a somewhat prickly disposition which I found to be a challenge. Kim was one of those women who, at first glance, you might pass by. She tended to dress conservatively to frumpy and never showed off what, after much effort, I discovered to be a compact but terrific little body. Anyway, we started slowly, conversing at breaks in class which led to a couple of after school cocktails which led to a dinner date or two and eventually into a serious relationship. Kim was kind and loving but was governed by her inhibitions and her "shoulds" and had an almost Calvinistic approach to life. Moderation and modesty were the touchstones of her existence. Eventually, I broke down her resistance and got her into bed. She was competent and sometimes willing but was reserved and not adventurous, certainly not to someone who was a veteran of the sexual revolution of the 70's. The problem for me was that I had fallen hopelessly in love with her. I knew that I couldn't change her basic personality but I hoped that with patience, understanding and trust, I could eventually modify her reserve. So it was with a great deal of hope and optimism that we got married on July 19, 1980.
I’m a very summertime loving guy and Kim was pretty much a snow bunny, having grown up near Syracuse NY, but the promise of a cooling sea breeze and a week of shady palms and beach front air conditioned comfort convinced her that we'd start our marriage with a honeymoon in the Virgin Islands. We chose the Lifetree, a hotel with a small private beach, open air dining room, a pool and about 100 terraced rooms with ocean views. Our first 2 days were relatively uneventful except for the fact that it was obvious that Kim had not packed clothing appropriate for the tropics. She was hot and quite unhappy except when in the air conditioned comfort of our room or when she was wearing her sensible one piece swimming suit into the ocean. Sadly, because of her very fair complexion, her time in the sun and the sea were limited. An unhappy wife on a honeymoon is no fun so on the third morning I visited the hotel gift shop and bought a couple of sundresses, a white one that I thought would be both cool and sexy and a blue one which I thought would accent her exceptional eyes. I also bought her a bikini which was much more daring than anything I'd ever seen her wear.
I returned to the room just as my bride came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "What's in the bag Sam?" Kim asked. "Honey" I said drawing her over to me, "you've been so damned uncomfortable in the heat that I thought I'd try to get you some things to wear that'd be cooler and let us have a little fun while we're here" I reached into the bag and pulled out the white sun dress and said "here you go babe, put this on and we'll head out for the rum tour". Kim held the dress up to her and as she did,her towel parted and dropped to the floor giving me a brief glimpse of her 34b tits topped with small pink nipples and her thick reddish bush (remember is WAS 1980!). "Oh my" she said as she clutched the dress to her chest and blushed a little, "I guess I can at least try it on". With that, she walked past me giving me a look at her small but very firm and very attractive ass. She stopped at the drawers and grabbed a pair of panties and went into the bathroom to get dressed. In just a few minutes, she came out wearing the dress which was a halter which tied behind her neck and had what I think is called an empire waist and a soft skirt than came to just above her knees, allowing just a hint of her shapely thighs. "I don't know Sam" she said hesitantly, "this is awful short and look, you can see my nipples too. I can't go out in public like this". "Sweetie" I said somewhat sharply, "I can see that you HAVE nipples, I can't actually see them and neither can anyone else. We've seen women wearing a hell of a lot less than that dress since we've been here and I for one have enjoyed the damned view. Just who the hell do we know here and so what if they see you? You look goddamned good and I want to show you off a little." "Besides" I continued less vehemently, "we’re supposed to be having fun and we can't do that if you're bundled up like the goddamned librarian in a freakin Eskimo school".
Kim looked at me hard for a second and seemed to make a decision. She said, "OK Sam, in spite of your potty mouth, you've made your point. We really don't know anyone here and I have been pretty uncomfortable so we'll try this your way for now". I gave her a big hug and spun her around the room, happy that a fight had been avoided. When I put her down, I took her hand and said "let's go babe, the rum tour awaits and we have a honeymoon to enjoy". What I didn't tell her and didn't want to give her a chance to find out was that when she came out of the bathroom, she was backlit by the light and I could see the hint of a shadow of her legs and ass under the thin cotton dress. I’m certain that had she seen what I'd done the jeans and buttoned up blouses would have returned in a flash. We left on the tour and spent the next several hours visiting various establishments on the island and sampling a variety of rum concoctions. The best was the last stop; a mountaintop bar that served up a drink made of dark rum, freshly picked and crushed bananas and cream. It was delicious & cold but had a serious kick. "Ohhhhhh, Sam, these are strong" Kim said leaning up against me as we finished our second drink and headed to the bus, "I’m feeling the booze and you're feeling my butt...in public I might add".
"It IS a fine ass" I said with a leer as I helped her into the bus. There were several other couples on board and I saw several of the guys glance appreciatively at my new wife. On the way down the mountain, we stopped at an overlook above Megan's Bay for a photo op. Kim posed for me back lit by the sharp tropical sun and when the instamatic picture developed, Kim was shocked. "My god Sam, I’m practically naked in that picture" she hissed, "Why didn't you tell me".
"Hell babe" I said with a wink, "I really enjoyed the show and you ARE covered. Besides, like I said earlier, who the hell cares and who do we know anyhow?"
"I guess you're right" she said, somewhat mollified, "but I’m going to that gift shop to by a slip before I wear this dress out in public again."
"Thank god for rum" I thought as she snuggled her thinly covered boobs against my arm for the rest of the ride back to the hotel. I recalled that the gift shop likely didn't sell slips "thank god for that too" I thought.
Once back at the Limetree, Kim was still feeling the effects of the rum and put on the bikini with very little encouragement from me. Before she did, she held up the bottoms and said "Oh my, this is very skimpy. I'll have to trim down there before I go to the pool". Her response to my offer to help with the task was to softly but firmly close the bathroom door. We had a light lunch by the pool and splashed around in the clear warm water for awhile and I truly enjoyed looking at her in the suit. Nothing was exposed of course but her tits looked somehow bigger in the small top and the bottoms fit her quite well, accenting her great ass and excellent legs and I found myself struggling with keeping my dick under control. The sun and booze had their effect on both of us and we decided to take a nap before dinner.
As we walked hand in hand to our terrace, we were hailed by a couple on the terrace right next door to us. "Hi neighbor" the man said, "We saw you two on the rum tour but weren't introduced. I’m Ed and this is my wife Jackie". Ed was a big guy. He was tall, about 6'2, early 40's with graying hair and an open smile. He seemed to be in fairly good shape and was wearing a baseball cap and a Speedo. Ed was one of the guys on the tour that I saw checking Kim out particularly at the overlook and I didn’t miss his appreciative inspection of her lithe body in the bikini. Jackie was a flat out knockout. She was short, smaller than Kim, but the only word that adequately described her was voluptuous. Her boobs overflowed her tiny bikini top and if you looked real closely, you could see a hint of a pink nipple peeking out. Those magnificent tits accented her flat tummy and shapely legs. She had thick shoulder length black hair and a friendly smile for us as well. "I’m Sam and this is my wife Kim" I said as I slowed our walk politely.
"Glad to meet you" Ed said, "we bought a couple of bottles of rum today and have some cokes on ice, would you two like to join us for a drink before dinner"? Kim squeezed my hand in a signal I couldn't miss even though I'd have really liked to get a closer look at Jackie.
"Thanks" I replied with some regret, "we're still a bit buzzed from the tour and with the sun, I think we'll take a rain check. There is a nap in our future".
Ed chuckled and winked at me and said "yeah, a nap. We just finished our "nap" and thought we'd have a drink before we decide to take another "nap" before dinner."
"Maybe we'll see you later" I said as we walked into our room. I closed the sliders and pulled the drapes. Kim turned away from me but I grabbed her as she walked past and caressed her tummy and and pulled her to me. I kissed her neck and loosened her bra and freed her firm tits. She turned in my
arms and kissed me with a bit of passion. I tried to slip her bottoms off but
she gripped my hand and said, "Oh no you don't big boy"
"Awwww, come on hon." I whined, "you've looked so good all day and I want a little lovin before we sleep."
"Nope" she said firmly, "I’m not making love when our neighbors can hear us"
"Naaa, they probably don't care" I said, moving my hand back to her ass and kissing the place where her neck and shoulder meet raising goose bumps clear down her back.
"Of course they do, you heard his 'nap' comment" she said removing my hand with finality and moving towards the bathroom, "besides, did you see him leering at me? He was practically naked in that suit too; you could see pretty much all of his equipment too."
"I didn't notice" I replied to the closed bathroom door, "I was much too busy checking out Jackie’s equipment. She sure filled out that bikini nicely." A moment later, Kim came out of the bathroom wearing the hotel robe. She shrugged it off and stood briefly by the bed wearing only her panties and a serious look on her face.
"You better be looking at this equipment buster, if you want to enjoy the rest of your honeymoon". With that, she crawled into bed and spooned up against me. I dozed off almost immediately but was abruptly awakened by Kim's warm hand snaking over my hip and onto my still semi hard dick. She gave it a few strokes and it responded by eliminating the semi from its condition and became rock hard.
"I guess this will be poking me all night if we go dancing after dinner unless I do something about it" she whispered as she continued to stroke me.
"What about the neighbors" I asked between moans.
"Shhhhhhhh" Kim said and slid her head down my chest as I rolled onto my back. Blowjobs were a very infrequent happening in our relationship but Kim was quite good at it when she applied herself. Today was no exception and I found myself on the verge of cumming in no time. Kim had a 6th sense regarding my impending orgasms and so I seldom got to cum in her mouth. As I moaned and arched my back, she pulled her mouth off my dick and jacked me until I came on my abdomen.
A minute or two later, when my breathing returned to normal, I reached for her panty clad pussy to return the favor. Kim patted my hand and said "Not now
Sam, go clean up and come back to sleep" I knew that tone of voice and did what she said. I did doze off with a smile though.
I got up before Kim and made dinner reservations and took a quick shower. By the time I was dressed, she was up and in the shower herself. When she came out, she was wearing the other sundress I'd bought. It turns out that I was correct, the dress did pick up the blue in her eyes and it fit wonderfully, falling softly across all of her curves. This one was a bit lower cut than the white one and I could see just a hint of cleavage and the soft rounded tops of her breasts. I was enthralled, she looked lovely and I wanted nothing more than to ravish her right then. I’m apparently pretty transparent because she took my hand and led me out the door saying, "I can read your mind Sam and we're going to dinner right now so don't get any ideas"
As we walked towards the lobby, she hugged my arm and said, "you know Sam, I really do love you and this is turning into a fun time. Can we get some champagne with dinner"? For some reason, champagne is an inhibition killer with Kim. I never figured if the bubbles brought the alcohol to her brain or some other organ but throughout our life together, our best times sexually were accompanied by a bottle or two of champagne. We had a lovely dinner and did indeed consume a couple of bottles of the bubbly while we ate and later danced to a local combo butchering of a number of disco era songs. About 11:30, Kim grabbed my arm as we were walking back to our table from the dance floor and said with a slight slur, "Sam, grab another bottle and lets go back to the room".
Never one to miss an opportunity, I easily recognized the offer presented when a drunk wife says "let's go back to the room" so I signed the check, picked up another bottle of champagne and walked arm in arm with my wife to our suite. Kim preceded me into the room and as she moved towards the bathroom, I watched as she reached up and untied the knot holding up her dress.
As she walked, it slid off her body and I was treated to a tantalizing view of her lace panties hugging her ass as she went into the other room. In a short time, she came out wearing a thin hotel robe and tossed her panties in the laundry leaving her naked underneath. She looked at me with a slightly glazed but loving smile and said, "Sam, get out of your clothes and into a robe and bring the bottle. There's something I've always wanted to do but never had the nerve. I think I’m just buzzed enough to do it if we go now".
One rule I learned in the 70's was to never argue with a tipsy woman when she tells you to get undressed. I was out of my slacks and shirt and in the robe in no time. As I turned with the bottle in one hand and 2 glasses in the other, Kim pointed and giggled, "Pour me another glass Sam and maybe you should bring a towel to hang on that thing if we run into any of the hotel staff". She then gave me a soft peck on the mouth with just a hint of tongue as she reached into the robe and slowly stroked me to a full erection.
"Now we can definitely hang a towel" she purred sweetly in my ear, "now let’s go".
The hotel had a timer on their lighting system and by near midnight, the only electric lights disturbing the tropical night were a few marking thewalkways. Kim led me to the pool and stood at the edge looking around. The night was magical, the breeze was warm and caressing and we could hear the softrustle of the waves beyond the line of palm trees. The only light at the pool was provided by the stars and a pale half moon. It would have been easy tobelieve that we were the only people left on the entire island. Kim finished her drink and handed me the glass indicating that she wanted a refill. As I poured, she said, "You know Sam, I've always wanted to go skinny-dipping but was never brave enough. Tonight’s the night."
With that, she stood looking me in the eyes, swaying slightly as she untied the robe and shrugged her shoulders causing it to drop in a silky pile at her feet. She stood briefly in the moonlight, her skin almost glowing with her nipples hard and proud on her perky tits and her thick bush forming a dark shadow on her lower body. She was breathtaking in that moment. She turned and slowly slipped into the sparkling water.
"Oh my god Sam, this is wonderful" she called softly, "bring the wine and join me" We floated, drank a little, talked, and teased and touched. The touching eventually became foreplay and we ended up in a little more than waist deep water. Kim, still holding her wine glass put her arms around my neck and kissed me with much more passion than she normally displayed.
"Thank god for champagne" I thought as she rotated her hips and surprisingly wrapped her legs around my waist. After some more intense kisses, she surprised me again by reaching between us and guiding my rock hard erection into her warm and very wet pussy. She immediately began to ride me slowly. She moaned softly and nibbled on my neck and ear. We were so intent on what we were doing that we were quite startled when a female voice very close by my other ear said quietly "we've been watching you two for a while from our terrace and it looked like so much fun, we had to take a chance and join you, I hope it's ok". I looked to my right and saw a very naked Jackie standing next to me. Kim had not said anything but has stopped moving on my dick. I was about to respond in a negative fashion when Ed came into view. I’m certain that the water magnified his size but his erection looked huge as he moved almost next to Kim and reached for his wife.
"Ohhhhh" Kim moaned softly and hid her face in my neck but to my surprise, her thrusting movement started again and picked up in pace. I looked over at Jackie and said "I think there is room enough for all of us here."
Jackie smiled brightly at me and ran her hand down my arm and across my butt as she replied, "thanks Sam, you two look so sexy like that" Kim lifted her head in time to see Jackie wrap her legs around Ed and place one hand on my shoulder so her other hand was free to guide his erection into her dark fur covered pussy.
"God Sam, do you see that" Kim whispered as her hips increased in tempo. I held onto her sweet ass as she reached an orgasm, clamping my hips in a vise grip. As she came, Kim leaned back a bit and ended against Ed who promptly slid one hand around her back and onto her tit. Kim had her eyes closed and moaned as I saw Ed begin to massage her boob and rub her nipple. Jackie saw what was happening and reached back again to rub my ass. She then took my left hand from my wife’s ass and placed it on her thigh as Ed continued to slowly fuck her and fondle Kim. Kim reached a bigger peak and moaned softly as she came and thrust rapidly enough to disengage from me. Her arm slipped from around my neck and all that kept her from sliding away was Ed's grip on her boob. Kim came to rest against Ed just as Jackie dismounted and slid my hand into contact with her bush. I swear to this day that my fingers slid into her totally by accident. Jackie clamped her thighs on my hand as I looked to see if Kim could see what had just happened.
Much to my surprise, my bride had turned into Ed's arms and was slowly beginning to respond to his kiss. As I watched, she opened her mouth and accepted his tongue. Jackie turned to me fully and kissed me too while my fingers got busy in her pussy. Apparently, I got it right on the first try because in a very short time she moaned in my ear, "I’m cumming". She rode my hand for a brief time and then led me to the edge of the pool and leaned me against the wall. My dick looked like a periscope breaking the service and Jackie said, "This looks like it needs some attention" and she bent down and took me deeply in her mouth. With her head below my eye level, I could see Ed and Kim engaged in some hot foreplay of their own. I was amazed to see my wife reach under water and begin to fondle and stroke Ed's big dick while he continued to run his hands over her firm body. Ed slowly guided Kim to the wall next to me and continued to kiss her and fondle her tits as he stood between her partially open thighs. I had just about lost it several times with Jackie and finally pulled her up for a kiss. The urgency subsided for me a little and Jackie whispered in my ear, "I want you to cum in my mouth but not just yet." With that, she pulled me away from the wall a little and wrapped her legs around me impaling herself on my cock. As she did, I heard Kim moan and saw that Ed had found his way to her reddish bush and was gently massaging her pussy. Kim was leaning back on her elbows with her head back and her eyes closed. Her nipples were harder than I’ve ever seen them and I was almost entranced by the sight of my wife in such a state of sexual abandon. Jackie hit another peak and slid her warm and wet pussy off of me and she slid down to take my dick in her mouth again. I had slipped back to the wall and was sitting right next to Kim; in fact, her thigh was touching my hip. I heard her say "Ohhhhhhh" and looked over towards her in time to see her head snap up and her eyes open wide. I looked down and saw that Ed had managed to replace his fingers with at least the head of his cock and I could see it start to disappear into Kim's bush. She started to sit up and placed her hands on his chest but that only served to rotate her hips enough for Ed to slide effortlessly and completely in to her. Kim met my eyes with a mixture of fear and something else in hers and said softly, "Sam, Sam, he's IN me."
She looked down and then looked at me again and said "and she's sucking your penis, Sam, she’s blowing you"! I smiled at her and touched her face. She closed her eyes again and grabbed my hand, her nails digging into my palm, as Ed began to slowly fuck her. Kim placed a death grip on my hand and in a short time, moaned loudly and hissed, "My god Sam I’m cumming! I can't help it! Jesus I can't help it! I’m cumming".
I watched as Kim matched Ed's thrusts for not one but two intense orgasms. That was all I could stand. I touched Jackie's head and she looked up at me as I said "I gonna cum". She just smiled and redoubled her efforts and cum I did with an intensity that made my balls ache. When I finished, she pulled back, smiled so I could see the creamy deposit in her mouth and then swallowed it all with a satisfied sigh. Ed watched his wife swallow my load and moaned "Ohhhh jeezus Christ!" He thrust once more deeply into Kim and then pulled out and pointed that monster at my wife. His first shot hit her chin, the second splashed on her left tit and the third dribbled onto her abdomen and bush. After a few seconds of stunned silence, Kim lifted her head and looked at me directly for what seemed like an eternity.
With Ed still between her thighs and a naked and sated Jackie resting her head on my thigh, Kim said softly, "Sam, I love you very much". With that, I turned to her, took her face in my hands and kissed her. The kiss started off to be comforting but rapidly became full of heat and passion. I reached for her boobs and felt Ed's semen on her nipple and she tentatively touched my dick and then began to fondle it in earnest. Ed had moved over to his wife and they began reconnecting as well. Within moments, I was fully erect again. I glanced over at Ed and he was sporting a renewed woody as well.
"Wow Kim" Jackie said, "looks like our boys are ready for round two. Let’s head back to the room and see what they have in mind".
Kim stood up quickly and pulled me up beside her and said firmly, "No thank you Jackie, I think I want my husband all to myself now".
With that, she turned and led me naked to our room leaving a confused and aroused Ed and Jackie to fend for themselves. When we got into the room, Kim pushed me down on the bed and went down on me to insure I was fully erect; she then climbed on top of me. I love that position but Kim doesn't, claiming it makes her feel vulnerable and exposed. She didn't seem to mind that night and rode me until we both came and she collapsed across my chest. I could feel the mixture of my juice, Ed's and Kim's ooozing between us and was still somewhat turned on. After a few minutes, Kim pulled me out of her and said, "I think you can put that thing away for now Sam. It's had enough action for one day. Now let’s get a shower."
We did something else we seldom did that night; we showered together and once scrubbed clean, somehow slipped into a 69 position on a towel on the bathroom floor. Kim came again and in an occurrence as rare as snow in Sarasota, she let me cum in her mouth and for the first and only time in our marriage, she swallowed it. I was pretty much in sexual heaven as we snuggled together in bed.
"Honey" I said softly, "that was the most intense and wonderful sexual experience I've ever had. You were so sexy and beautiful in the pool and everything, I'll never forget how hot you looked when..."
Kim put her hand over my mouth to effectively stop my babble and said quietly but with steel in her voice, "shhhhsh Sam. Whatever happened tonight better stay in your memory because it shouldn't have happened. I don't know why it did but believe me, something like that will NEVER happen again." She then kissed me primly and rolled over and went to sleep.
The memory of that night sustained me for a very long time even after I gave up hope that the wife I saw so briefly that night in St Thomas would someday return. Kim and I stayed married for 24 years and she was true to her word, nothing like that night ever happened again. Perhaps that's why I so very much appreciate Leanne and the adventurous spirit she brought to our life together.
I still wonder how things might have worked out differently if Kim had embraced her sensual side instead of suppressing it. If only Mr. Peabody had a "What-if" Machine too.
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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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